NWA War Games 2010

[DM]

NWA War Games
Venue : Staple Center
Theme : Nightmare - Avenged Sevenfold
Tag Line : Let The Games Begin

Dark Matches

Mr. Perfect def. Rick Rude
Vader and Bambam def. Sasuki and Hakushi
Ricky Steamboat def. Justin Gabriel




The show was underway as fireworks and pyro went off all over the arena, the fans screaming out in anticipation for what was sure to be an excellent show.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen all around the world to Los Angeles! Welcome to the wonderful Staples Center, where NWA WarGames is being hosted! I'm Todd Grisham, alongside the one and the only, Bobby "the Weasel" Heenan!"
"It's BRAIN, humanoid! Bobby "THE BRAIN" Heenan! Don't get on my case, I'll knock you on your ass faster than you can say-"
(Play Eric Bischoff)
The fans exploded in cheers, not seeing Eric Bischoff in years, knowing that regardless of whether he was loved or, more often, hated, when Eric Bischoff was around, big things were happening!
"What the hell is this?
"Are you kidding me, Todd? You don't know who that is? That's Eric Bischoff! The most controversial authority figure in professional wrestling!"
Eric Bischoff was back in the NWA and entered the ring amidst cheers AND boos, as he asked for a microphone.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the NWA audience... you all know who I am! That's right, I'm back! I am the man who revolutionized the way prime-time professional wrestling broadcasting was shown to the world! I am the man who brought WCW to heights it had never seen before, I am the man who brought in the NWO!"
The fans booed him wildly on that.
"Oh shut the hell up, because I've got something for you to cheer about. I'm the man who brought in.... THE CRUISERWEIGHT DIVISION!"
The fans exploded in cheers, although a small legion of fans were chanting "ECW!"
"Oh no, don't give me that ECW shit. Paul Heyman didn't bring any cruiserweights into the damn wrestling business, because let's face it, he didn't have enough money to pay his own elite wastes of sperm, much less the actual talent that he had! Just ask Tommy "Dreams about having talent!" But enough of that, let's get down to business! As you may have noticed, things here in the NWA have been running a little bit crazy, and the General Managers of this place have noticed it too. However, they haven't always been around to take care of business and maintain order here in this place. That's why I'm here. Ladies and gentlemen, you are looking at the newest authority figure of NWA, Eric Bischoff! What I'm here to do is maintain the law and order in a lawless federation! Things will go MY way, or people will get their asses fired! So what I'm going to do, as my first order of business, is I'm going to sit at ringside, the best seat in the damn house, and watch this pay per view! If anything gets out of control or out of order, I will restore order, one way or another! So ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming, sit down, drink your soda, eat your popcorn, scream, yell, hold up your signs, and enjoy NWA WARGAMES 2010! LET THE GAMES BEGIN!"
[Play Out]
"Good evening Los Angeles! I'm John Morrison and tonight I'll be your source of entertainment tonight and yes, do NOT adjust your TV sets because it is true, I am THAT DAMN SEXY, coming to you here, now and live for the time in pure crisp HD and on some monitors, oh yes, even in Full Feature 3-D! So sit back, relax, grab a vitamin water because your hero is finally here and victory in just fifteen short minutes is near!"
[Play out]
Misawa just looked at him, Morrision taking every chance he could to pose for the crowd, getting some instruction from Perfect as he would dance around the ring with Misawa, locking up and got behind him, Misawa breaking with a headlock takedown. Morrison rose and locked up again getting pushed to the corner, breaking cleaning as Misawa called him on as Morrison charged in, getting a drop toe hold then a side suplex with a hip toss for good measure, Misawa swaying his hips in mockery of him.
Morrison would then lock up again, tossing him to the rope, leapfrogging twice and ran after him, tricking Misawa as he bounced off of the same rope and came down with a bulldog, bouncing off the rope again, taking him down with a flipping dropsault, a standing body press and a cresent kick to the face, Misawa rolling to the floor.
Morrison would walk to the edge of the ring, doing a sommersault hurricanrana, Misawa nearly hitting the stairs as Morrison ran, using the stairs like a chair and did a running moonsault, splashing upon him, tossing him into the ring.
Morrison rolled inside, pulling him to his feet but was dropped with a back suplex as Misawa covered for two, pulling the young one up and hit some stiff shots, catching an inverted atomic drop then rammed him into the corner, slugging away. Misawa placed him upon the middle rope, climbing up and dropped him with a middle rope falling cutter, covering for two, locking in an armlock.
Morrison used his legs to swing his body up, breaking the hold and tossed Misawa to the ropes, leapfrogging though Misawa was too smart, catching him and dropped him with a capture spine buster, covering for two. Misawa dropped a few elbows, pulling Morrison up by the hair and dropped him with a twisting neck breaker then followed up with a Yakuza kick right in the jaw, knocking Morrison out of the ring, to which Misawa followed up with a suicide dive right into his jaw.
Misawa rose up, pulling him up and went for a suplex but drove him ribs first into the barricade THEN completed the suplex onto the floor, chaining it as Morrison held his ribs in pain. Misawa then pulled him up again, ramming his head into the steel stairs, grinding his head into it then rolled him inside, trying a reverse Tiger Suplex for two.
Misawa kept up the offense, working on the legs now, locking in side leglocks and rammed his knee into the mat, pulling him to his feet and rammed him to the corner again, slapping over his chest then placed him on top, climbing up with him though Morrison fought back, knocking him down to the mat and quickly moonsaulted off, dropping Misawa only for two.
Morrison got hs second wind as he dropped him with a suplex then a flying elbow, spinning his body up and hit the rope, coming down with a sunset flip neckbreaker then back to the top rope with with a corkscrew moonsault only for two.
Rising up he got further instruction, tossing Misawa to the rope and dropped him with a backelbowd then followed up with another running moonsault only for two. He rose up again, locking in a headlock though Misawa countered it into a back suplex to which Morrison flips out of, quickly bouncing off of the rope and slid under his legs and leapt for a victory roll though Misawa countered dropping him on his face, turning him over for two.
Misawa pulled himself to his feet, dropping him with a double underhook suplex right into the corner, aiming now for his back as he rammed his knees and head right into his spine, locking in a clutch for further impact. Henning was heard by ringside yelling at John to break out as he struggled, the hold breaking when Misawa dropped him by sitting on him then dropped both knees over the back of his head, pulling him up and hit a full nelson back suplex, releasing as Morrison laid flat.
Wiping his hands clean, Misawa moved over, pulling Morrison up whom came to life, dropping him with an insiguri and both men lay flat. Slowly they would start to move, getting into a punching contest with Morrison winning with a kick across the head, hitting the middle rope and took him down with a tornado DDT, spinning to his feet and went for the Moonlight Drive though Misawa countered out with a clothesline to which Morrison countered with a crucifix pin for two. Both men rise but Morrison struck first with a standing headscissor not just once but twice, sweeping the leg and bounced off the rope, hitting a senton splash then springboarded off the rope with a moonsault though Misawa brought the knees up, blocking it.
Morrison was hurt as Misawa pulled him up and drove his knees several times into his ribs, even hitting high angle rib breakers until tossed him to the rope and hit a tilt a whirl rib breaker with both knees, signaling he was going to end it, tossing him to the corner and placed him on the top rope, punching at his back as he would lock him in for a super reverse suplex though Morrison countered, dropping Misawa and quickly hit Starship Pain covering for one...two..NO!
So close as he asked the ref if he was sure, rising up and held his ribs, trying for a float over DDT though Misawa pushed him off, kicking him low and hit a running powerbomb though Morrison quickly countered with a hurricanrana, Misawa hitting the turnbuckle as Morrison bounced off of the rope and hit a moonsault DDT, quickly covering for One, Two..NO! Damn that was close as Morrison leaned back dejected, pulling himself up, calling him up and would slug it out with him, tossing him to the ropes though Misawa pulled back, pulling him up for a torture rack, spinning around then rolled forward with a senton splash, crushing Morrison's ribs, pulling him up and placed him up for the Emerald Flowsion and dropped down for one..two..NO! Morrison's foot caught the rope. Misawa dragged him up, placing him in the Gourry Special though Morrison flipped back, countering with a Jaw Jacker, running fast to the rope and went for the Chuck Kick, Misawa ducking just in time and ran at him with a bicycle kick, Morrison dodging and quickly hit the Moonlight Drive, covering for one..two...ThrNO!!!
Oh you've got to be kidding! So close as Morrison was in shock as he kicked out, looking over to Henning but got a small nod, slowly rising up and waited patiently, locking up but was kneed in the ribs then hammed down to the mat as Misawa kicked him hard five times in the ribs, watching him rise up then pulled him up again for the Emerald Flowsion though Morrison found a way out, turning him around quick and would hit the Perfect Plex right in the center of the ring for one...two...THRENO! Morrison wasted no time, quickly hitting the rope and leapt with a flying cross body, rolling off and bounced off the rope with a spinning head scissor though Misawa quickly countered and dropped him with the Emerald Flowsion, covering for one...two.....three.
No discredit to the worthy challenger though Misawa was what he was, a Legend in the ring as Morrison was just another failed attempt, Perfect just shaking his head and left him in the ring as Morrison rolled out, back to the drawing board.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a triple threat contest, scheduled for one fall with a 20 minute time limit, and it is for the NWA Angel's Championship!"
(Play Beth)
(Play MsChif)
(Play Vampress)
The referee took the title from Vampress and rose it high, signalling for the bell as Vampress and MsChif wasted no time in charging at Beth, backing her into the corner. Both girls attempted to keep her back, but Beth easily picked the two of them off, shoving Vampress back down to the canvas and launching MsChif out of the ring as she splat on the floor below. Beth looked over at Lea as her eyes glowed, being extremely excited, knowing that one-on-one, she could destroy Vampress. She charged forward, but Vampress sidestepped her and hit a drop toe hold, quickly following it up with some elbows to the back of her head, trying to keep her down. Beth rose up and as Vampress came off the ropes, she was instantly taken down by a monster of a clothesline, being unable to match the strength of her larger challenger.
Beth bent down and picked Katie up and choked her. She lifted her up high into the air, the referee using his count to try and break it. Beth let go at four and threw Vampress down into the canvas, covering her for two. She bent down to pick Katie up as MsChif flew from the apron and hit a sunset flip on Beth, who kicked out before the referee even bent down to count. Phoenix charged at her with a clothesline, but MsChif bent backwards, dodging it. She then fell on her back as Beth went to splash her, but MsChif rolled out of the way, almost suckering her into the splash attempt. As Beth got to all fours, trying to rise up, Vampress came from nowhere and drove her knee straight into her face, knocking her back down. Katie and MsChif clasped hands and drove a double elbow down into Beth's stomach, working together to keep the big threat down.
They picked her up and loaded her up for a double suplex, but they couldn't keep her up. Instead, Beth lifted both of them up and HELD them in the air, a double stalling suplex, holding both MsChif and Vampress into the air as cameras flashed and the crowd was in awe. Beth slammed both of them down on their backs, and as she rose, the fans stood and cheered wildly, being vastly impressed by the show of strength. MsChif rolled to the corner as Vampress lay still, the wind knocked out of her. Beth approached MsChif in the corner and flung her to the other corner, MsChif's back hitting hard, and she fell down. Beth turned her attention to the champion as she dropped a leg right on Vampress's throat, getting a cover for two.
Beth smiled, knowing that at a slow pace, the match was hers, as she picked Vampress up and threw her into the corner, Vampress crushing MsChif, still reeling. Beth charged forward and avalanched the two of them, as she back body dropped Vampress and hip tossed MsChif, being in complete control of the match. She walked over to MsChif and placed her in a recliner submission hold, wanting her to scream that she gave up. MsChif wouldn't quit, as the hold was broken by a dropkick to the side of Beth's face, Vampress knocking her out of the ring. Vampress decided to pick the bones, and as she picked MsChif up, she was rolled up! 1... 2... no! MsChif almost pulled a fast one, but Vampress kicked out. As MsChif sat up, she got a kick in the mouth and was knocked back down on her back.
Vampress decided it was time to try something else, as she hooked in a single leg boston crab on MsChif, more pain being done to her back. MsChif however, was pretty close to the ropes, and before long, she grabbed hold and the ref broke it up. As she rose to her feet however, Beth pulled her, by her hair, over the top rope to the outside, backwards, and clotheslined her down to the mat. She rolled back into the ring, wanting Vampress all to herself. Vampress fled the ring and Beth followed after her, chasing her around the ring. Vampress ran past MsChif, who just got back up, and Beth just charged right through her, knocking her back down, as the chase continued. Vampress rolled back into the ring and hit the ropes on the far side, as Beth slid into the ring. As she got up, Vampress leapt at her, but Beth caught her and pressed her over her head, doing military presses and walking with her over her head! After about ten seconds, she finally got rid of her: by tossing her over the ropes, right into MsChif on the outside!
"Beth Phoenix is completely dominating this match, Brain."
"I'll tell ya something here, four-eyes. Beth Phoenix shouldn't be competing for the Angel's Title. They should just hand it over to her and say "Here ya go, please don't kill me!" She can kill someone just by looking at them the wrong way."
"Are you calling her ugly?"
"I didn't say that, you just did."
"I did not!"
"You did too, you said she could kill someone by looking at them!"
"YOU said that!"
"But you agreed with me!"
"Shut up, Brain!"
Beth went to the outside and picked up Vampress, tossing her back into the ring. She covered her quickly for a long two count. She argued a bit with the referee, but went right back to wearing Vampress down with some well placed knees into her back. Beth turned around and saw MsChif rising up on the apron, and grabbed a hold of her. She suplexed MsChif into the ring, but MsChif went up and over, landing on her feet. She attempted to roll Beth up, but was flung off as Beth held onto the ropes. MsChif however, was resourceful as she dropkicked her knees, and then DDT'd her into the mat. She covered for one, and was launched off with ease. MsChif hit the ropes and dropkicked Beth straight in the face, which knocked her out of the ring. Vampress however, grabbed her pants and rolled her up with a school girl for nearly three, as MsChif barely rolled her shoulder off the mat. Vampress and MsChif shoved each other and started screaming at each other, until finally, Vampress slapped MsChif in the face.
Vampress started to back away as MsChif's eyes almost seemed to shoot lasers, she was so enraged. She charged forwards as Vampress hit the ground. MsChif jumped over her and was stopped dead in her tracks by a huge forearm from Beth Phoenix, who got back into the ring. MsChif was rocked, but still stood as Beth whipped her into the ropes. She went for a boot, but MsChif slid under her, out of the ring, and pulled her legs out from under her, tripping her. Vampress followed up quickly with a legdrop to the back of Beth's head, as MsChif rolled back into the ring. She said something to Vampress as she ascended the top rope, as Vampress tried to pick Beth up. Beth pushed her off into the ropes, causing MsChif to fall, straddling the rope.
Vampress was being rocked hard, as she backed into another corner, Beth just stalking her with an evil smile. She attempted a forearm, but Vampress ducked out of the way and mounted her, hitting her in the face with punches. She was shoved off quickly, but mounted her again, hit a few punches, and was shoved back off. She charged again and this time, scaled the ropes and hit a lightning quick tornado DDT, knocking Beth out. She rose up and turned around... to see MsChif flying at her with a cross body from the top! She connected and held her down. 1... 2... no! Vampress kicked out somehow! MsChif screamed out, the fans rallying behind her, obviously the crowd favorite, as she whipped Vampress into the ropes, hitting a sleeper hold on the return. This was short lived however, as Beth speared Vampress, causing MsChif to get crushed underneath her.
Beth rose up again, this time going after Vampress. She lifted her up for the Glam Slam, and hit it dead center in the middle of the ring. The match was over, as she turned Vampress around... 1...... 2....... NO! MsChif broke up the count, saving the match, and the title! Beth got up and charged at her, but was lowbridged for her efforts, flying to the outside. MsChif turned around and looked at a fallen champion, zeroing in. She screamed out to the heavens above as she grabbed Vampress's arm, and wrenched it, hitting the Desecrator, Vampress being hit with a Glam Slam and a Desecrator back-to-back. She covered Vampress... 1..... 2..... NO! Beth put Katie's foot on the bottom rope from the outside, once again, saving the match.
MsChif saw this and became frustrated and launched herself over the top rope... into Beth's waiting arms! Beth had MsChif on her shoulders and was ready to ram her into the steel post, but MsChif slid out and pushed her into the post, face and shoulder first! She rolled back into the ring and covered a still-lifeless Vampress. 1.... 2.... NO! Vampress somehow kicked out, her shoulder coming off the mat as the ref's hand was coming down! MsChif picked Vampress up and set her up on the rope in the corner, having something evil in mind. Vampress somehow though, came to her senses and spat red mist into MsChif's face, sending her back down.
Vampress hit the mat, exhausted, but as she rose up, Beth Phoenix was right behind her. She backed into the massive frame of Beth and attempted to run, but to no avail. Beth caught her by the hair and told her "That belt is mine!" She grabbed Vampress from behind and locked in a double chickenwing, setting up for another Glam Slam. She hoisted Katie up into the air and held her, for the entire world to see that she would be crowned new champion soon! However, from the corner, MsChif came flying off the top rope with a moonsault as Katie was able to squirm free, MsChif nailing Beth straight on! 1...... 2....... NO! 2 3/4! Beth was surprised, and barely kicked out of the moonsault! Katie got back up on her feet and charged with MsChif, but MsChif stopped in mid-run, letting Katie get launched over the top to the floor. Beth turned around as MsChif spat the green mist, but Beth ducked and hooked her up for the Glam Slam.
Beth lifted MsChif up, held her, and dropped her down, but MsChif was able to counter it! A victory roll out of the Glam Slam!!! 1..... 2..... *BANG*, the count was broken as Katie, while still outside, blasted MsChif in the head with a steel chair, the referee not actually seeing anything, as his view was on Beth's shoulders! Vampress squirmed into the ring and covered MsChif! 1...... 2...... 3.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, and STILL NWA Angel's Champion, Vampress, Katie Lea Burchill!"
Katie Lea was handed her title and left the ring quickly, MsChif still knocked out cold as Beth Phoenix looked on at Katie in anger, knowing perhaps that one-on-one, she could win, but on this night, Katie Lea Burchill was the best, and still the reigning NWA Angel's Champion. In the back, Kevin Kelly was with the champions.
"Guys, tonight you step into what may be the single most dangerous match of your career, WarGames-"
Drew cut him off.
"Whoa whoa whoa, Kevin. Dangerous match of OUR career? I don't think so. Y'see, I think you've forgotten who yer talkin' to. This is Billy Kidman, reigning NWA Cruiserweight Champion. Ted DiBiase and Cody Rhodes. Priceless, the longest reigning tag team champions in professional wrestling today. And I'm Drew McIntyre, the United States Champion. What do we all have in common, Kevin?"
"You're all champions?"
"That's exactly right, look who the smart one is. Y'see, Punk's been ridin' our ass to stop slipping, and Katie Lea just proved out there that we ALWAYS get the job done. Yeah, Kidman may lose a couple matches here and there, but no one can, and no one WILL take the title from him. Priceless may shoot their mouths off, and it may get them into a lot of trouble, but it's all mind games, Kevin Kelly. Once you get inside your opponent's head... you've already won."
Cody would grab the mic next.
"And let's face it, Drew McIntyre doesn't have to talk to get into his opponents' heads. Once they hear that music, they know they're in trouble, and they're not going to win. The future is here. The future is Billy Kidman, Priceless, and Drew McIntyre. And later tonight, after we all retain our titles, CM Punk will prove that he is the future of NWA."
Drew would speak one last time
"Just remember this, Kelly. We're all champions for the same reason. Katie Lea, Kidman, Priceless, myself, and CM Punk all have one major thing in common: We ALWAYS... get the job done."
The cameras switched back to the ring, as the fans started cheering, anticipating what was next.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following six man tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, with a 30 minute time limit, and it will be contested with no countouts, and no disqualifications!"
"No DQ, who does that favor, Brain?"
"No one. Everyone in that ring dies. We're gonna need 100 stretchers, 100 ambulances, and an empty hospital."
"Why so many?"
"Six for each wrestler, 34 for all the officials, 40 for the camera crew, 18 for the ring techs, and two for us."
(Play Jarrett/Andersons)
(Play LOD)
(Play Goldberg)
The referee rang the bell, and Goldberg speared Jarrett instantly, as LOD and The Andersons squared off, the referee fled the ring, not wanting ANY part of this. Several more referees came down to try and restore order in the matchup, but were quickly dispatched by all five men, as one referee pulled Jarrett out of the ring. The referees were getting manhandled and tossed around like garbage as Eric Bischoff got back on the mic.
"All right, all right, all right, that's enough of this crap! The General Managers hired me to restore order, and that's exactly what I'm here to do. What I'm going to do now, is make a ruling right now on this match. If I see just ONE of these wrestlers attack another official... all SIX of these men will be fired, and will have to find jobs elsewhere, whether it be that crappy show Paul Heyman's involved with now, the company with more over the top characters than Star Wars and X-Men combined, or that other promotion that no one else gives a shit about, despite, or maybe because of, Hulk Hogan being there. So now, let this match OFFICIALLY start!"
Eric Bischoff was back and in charge, as he immediately used his power to restore order in this match as he sat down at ringside, the referee separating the two teams. The referee ordered the bell to be rung, again, as the two teams collided, Hawk with Ole, Animal with Arn, and Jarrett running from Goldberg. Jarrett fled the ring and ran to the back, Goldberg close in tow, but he didn't get far as Goldberg caught up to him and shoulder blocked him up the ramp, about halfway to the stage. In the ring, Arn and Ole were trading blows with Hawk and Animal, neither side getting an advantage, as the crowd was just eating everything up. Ole blocked a right hand from Hawk and kicked him low in the gut as Arn was getting the upper hand on Animal. They backed LOD into opposite corners and launched them at each other. Hawk and Animal collided, but stood tall and just yelled at each other. As The Andersons turned them around, they both got clotheslined down by LOD, their tactic doing nothing.
On the outside, Jarrett was rammed headfirst into the steps, and hit the ground hard, Goldberg once again destroyed Jarrett with ease. He picked him up and gorilla pressed him over his head, and threw him into the ring between the middle and top ropes, into the waiting arms of LOD. They whipped him into the ropes and hit a double clothesline with so much impact that Jarrett turned a complete flip and landed on his face. Arn and Ole pulled Jeff out of the ring to try and regroup, as Goldberg went back to the outside, not letting them. Hawk and Animal pulled The Andersons off Jeff as Goldberg went to pick the bones. Jarrett however grabbed Goldberg's trunks and pulled back, sending him straight into the stairs head and face first, incapacitating him. Animal and Hawk clotheslined The Andersons into the fans. Bischoff spoke into his mic again:
"Get another referee down here, stay with those four men! I want order in this damn match!"
Another referee quickly got to the two teams in the fans, and stayed with them, while the official ref of the match stayed with Goldberg and Jarrett at ringside. Hawk and Animal brawled with The Andersons up the steps and around the arena, as fans were cheering all around. Back at ringside, Jarrett was back in the ring, trying to catch a breather from Goldberg who got back to his feet and looked straight at Jeff and smiled, almost laughing, saying "You're next... again!" Jarrett showed no fear and called him on as Goldberg entered the ring, Jeff jumped him and started pounding away. This proved ineffective as Goldberg shoved him off, and as Jeff came back to him, Goldberg caught him by the throat and pressed him over his head again. He dropped Jarrett onto his shoulder and slammed him down hard onto the mat, backfirst. He covered for 1..... 2..... no, Jeff was tougher than that. Back in the crowd, Arn grabbed a steel chair and nailed Animal over the head with it, as Hawk blasted Ole into one of the walls in the arena. Arn went to swing at Hawk who caught the chair and nailed Arn with it himself. Ole got back up and hammered Hawk in the back of the head, knocking him down the steps.
They were getting close to the ringside area again as Bischoff left his seat for safer ground, Animal being clotheslined right next to him, back into ringside. Hawk too was thrown back over the railing, as The Andersons followed suit, all six men back in the ringside area. Jarrett was being decimated by Goldberg in the corner, as Arn and Ole jumped him from behind, finally bringing the dominant Goldberg down to the mat. The fans booed wildly, as Jarrett also got his licks in, kicking away like a pack of wild dogs. The Andersons held Goldberg up as Jarrett got free shots at Goldberg's head, just taking his time and measuring each of the shots, as LOD entered the ring with equalizers: singapore canes. They cracked the Andersons in the back with them, allowing Goldberg to break free and go after Jarrett, but he was too fast as he got out of the corner and mounted Goldberg and starting punching at his head. Goldberg shoved him off into the waiting arms of LOD, who caught him in midair and double back suplexed him to the mat.
The second referee remained on the outside, watching the action in case anything too out of control happened. Bischoff sat in the chair again, watching the action, making sure that no other referees were attacked, seeming to enjoy the brutality. The Andersons got back up and also had weapons in the form of billy clubs. They blasted LOD in the back, knocking them down instantly, as Goldberg tackled Arn down, punching away at his head. Ole came in to try and help, but was kicked in the midsection by a rising Goldberg, having none of it. He loaded him up for the Jackhammer, but Arn rose up quickly and took one of the legs down with a chop block, Goldberg hitting the mat in pain. Jeff Jarrett rose back up and began to work on the left leg of Goldberg, stomping and wrenching at it, trying to weaken it. The Andersons joined in on the beating, just hammering away on all body parts of Goldberg.
"This is barbaric, Bobby."
"I had a broadcast partner who used to call this a "clubberin'"."
"A what?"
"A broadcast partner!"
"Not that, you jackass. What did he used to call this?"
"I don't know, he was an idiot who couldn't really speak well, he didn't get too far on the mic."
"Aren't you referring to Dusty Rhodes?"
"Who!?!"
"Just call the match..."
LOD finally rose up and pulled The Andersons off, bringing them to the corners and hammered away on them, leaving Jarrett and Goldberg. Jarrett grabbed the leg and signalled for the figure four, and got halfway in, before Goldberg kicked him off, out of the ring again. Goldberg got up, favoring his leg, as he turned to LOD. He yelled at them for something, and they nodded, knowing what to do apparently. Goldberg ran to the far side of the ring, as LOD launched The Andersons at the other side. They came off the ropes, as Goldberg ran full speed at them, hitting a double spear!! The crowd exploded in delight, as Goldberg nearly broke them in half, Arn and Ole doubled over in pain, as Goldberg sprung to his feet! However, behind Goldberg, from the outside, Jarrett had grabbed a steel pipe and blasted his leg out from under him, Goldberg hitting the floor and pounding the mat in pain.
LOD turned around and Jarrett dropped the pipe and started to run up the ramp. LOD soon followed after him, slowly walking up the ramp, as Jarrett backpedaled away as fast as he could. They eventually chased him backstage, making the match 2-on-3, as Jarrett was so far gone, it was unknown whether or not he'd come back to the arena, much less the NWA. LOD turned back around, but The Andersons were right there waiting, as they walked into simultaneous Spinebusters on the floor! The Andersons high fived each other and went back into the ring to pick apart Goldberg, who was struggling to get back to his feet.
Goldberg had to use the ropes to keep himself up, and as he swung at Arn, Arn reeled back, the swing missing, as Arn and Ole just laughed. They zeroed in as Goldberg leapt, tackling Arn down and started to hammer away, but Ole was right there, and pulled him off, Goldberg now being an easy target for Arn, who were just completely in control, despite being a man down. The referee on the outside went to check on LOD, but was pushed out of the way, LOD wanting nothing to do with medical attention at all. They got back up and saw Goldberg in trouble, so they went all the way to the other side of the ring and crawled under. What they pulled out was an arsenal of weapons: 2x4's, fire extinguishers, pipes, and even a hammer!
Arn reached over to try and stop LOD, but caught a 2x4 square in the face, busting him open instantly. Hawk entered the ring with another 2x4 and broke it over Ole's back, getting him off of Goldberg. Animal came in with a pipe and leveled Ole in the stomach, keeping him down on the mat as it was time to pick them apart and make an example out of them. Arn got back to his feet, busted open as all hell, and took Hawk's pipe in the face, as Animal helped Goldberg back to his feet and handed him the hammer. Goldberg threw the hammer away and pointed at one other weapon: a table! Animal retrieved the table for him, Goldberg being barely able to stand, as Hawk single-handedly destroyed The Andersons with the pipe.
Animal set the table up in the center of the ring as Goldberg grabbed hold of Ole. He lifted him up high into the air, as the crowd exploded. Hawk and Animal climbed the ropes and shouted "What a ruuuuuush!" as Goldberg blasted Ole with a Jackhammer straight through the table! Ole rolled around in pain, but was picked up by Animal and launched out of the ring, knocking the referee on the outside down and out, as LOD and Goldberg turned their attention to a bloody and battered Arn. Goldberg whispered something into Hawk's ear, as LOD nodded and retrieved the bloody adversary. Goldberg climbed up on the top rope, waiting for something, as LOD hoisted Arn up on their shoulders. Goldberg set up and leapt off the top rope, hitting a Doomsday Spear right off their shoulders, down to the mat below, Arn Anderson nearly being broken into pieces! Goldberg covered Arn.... 1..... 2...... NO! Jeff Jarrett had come in through the crowd and pulled Arn out of the ring, breaking up the count!
LOD growled out at him, as Jarrett whipped out the fire extinguisher and blinded all three of them, giving them all a chance to attempt to recuperate. Jarrett grabbed a steel chair and readied himself for the 3-on-1 assault, as The Andersons were out of action. Hawk was the first one out of the ring, and caught a steel chair into the face, knocking him out, as Animal came after him too. Animal caught the chair and was ready to swing it and take Jarrett's head off, as somehow, Ole was able to push him towards Jarrett, who got out of the way quickly as Animal's head blasted the steel post, knocking him out. Jarrett rolled towards Goldberg, who was still blinded in the ring, and Jarrett saw this as easy pickings.
He walked towards Goldberg with a cocky swagger and slapped his face, which seemed to waken Goldberg up. He stared a hole through Jeff and pushed him back. He ran full speed ahead at Jarrett and went for a spear, but Jarrett leapt out of the way as Goldberg speared the referee literally out of his shoes, but Bischoff allowed the match to continue, as both referee knockouts were completely accidental. Jarrett walked over to Goldberg but was caught by the throat and pressed over his head. Goldberg launched Jarrett across the ring to the other side, holding his back in pain, as Goldberg readied for one more spear. Jarrett was to his feet, and Goldberg was ready to launch... as he was nailed over the back of the head by a guitar wielded by Bischoff! Goldberg lay knocked out in the middle of the ring as Eric screamed at Jarrett to cover him! Jarrett hooked the leg and smiled up, as Bischoff knelt down and counted! 1..... 2...... 3!
(Play Bischoff)
"Ladies and gentlemen, your winners, the team of The Andersons, and Double J, Jeff Jarrett!!!"
"Are you kidding me, Bobby? You've GOT to be kidding me!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha! I love it! That just shows you that Jeff Jarrett has more brains than anyone in the NWA! Sheer brilliance!"
"Brilliance, Brain? It was a cheap way out!"
"No! He outsmarted all three of them, because let's face it, the combined IQ of all three of those moronic ham-and-eggers is probably 11, and that's giving them a LOT of credit!"
The fans were in utter shock, the arena going DEAD silent at what just transpired, Jeff Jarrett for the first time since Goldberg's arrival, just pinned his shoulders to the mat, as Bischoff apparently was in cahoots with Jarrett and The Andersons. The Andersons rolled back into the ring and slowly got up and hugged and high fived Jarrett as they all looked at Bischoff, not really trusting him, knowing what he did to them in WCW. Then, in an absolute shocker, all four of them hugged in the center of the ring, solidifying their union as perhaps the most powerful stable in NWA.
They all exited the ring, as Jarrett looked into the camera and said "That's four!" He held up four fingers, and then lowered them one at a time as he named off "Flair... Hawk... Animal... and Goldberg, hahahahaha!" They all walked up the ramp and rose their hands in the air as LOD and Goldberg regrouped in the ring, this being their last chance to get any sort of revenge.
Bischoff and his men entered the backstage area as Kevin Kelly caught up with them.
"Eric Bischoff, how can you explain your actions out there?"
"Explain my actions? Well, I'd love to sit and tell you... but I've got a party to get to. You'll get your answers. Just not now. So unless you don't like your job anymore, I suggest you take your ass out of here." Eric Bischoff loaded his men up in a pickup truck that used to have skulls and a 3:16 on it, as they were VERY visibly scratched out.
"Oh by the way, tell Steve I said thanks!!" He peeled away, intentionally hitting one of LOD's motorcycles on the way out.
We soon cut back to ringside.
[Play Out]
Kane made his way down to the ring, getting about half way as Cena had jumped him from behind with a steel chair, hitting along his back and arms, Kane turning around and was blasted about ten times over the head, tripping over the steel stairs. He threw the chair aside, pulling from his pocket a steel chain and wrapped his arms behind the steel post, locking it with his pad lock and picked up the chair, hearing the crowd and would start to hit him in the stomach, knees, chest and head with the chair, Kane unable to fight out. Cena would repeat this close to six more times until Kane kicked him back with his foot, kicking him into the crowd as he then would almost roar, breaking free from the chain and chased after Cena through the crowd, the bell...still not sounding.
Kane stepped through the crowd, pulling Cena up and would drag him over to a platform, smashing his skull into it that was holding the mobile camera. He then pushed a fan out of his seat, ripping it from the floor and cracked it over Cena's back then blasted him over the head, kicking him back into the crowd, weeding his way through then clotheslined him over the railing, back to ringside.
Cena staggered to his feet as Kane tried ramming his head into the steel post but met it face first as Cena countered, finding the chain and quickly wrapped it around his throat, trying to choke him out. Kane would stagger some until he ran backwards, ramming Cena and himself through the security railing back into the crowd, Cena rising first but Kane would sit up. Cena went to the ring, looking underneath and found a toolbox, pulling out a mallet and cracked it hard against Kane's ribs then his back, watching him lean over the stairs and came down, nearly hitting his head. Kane dodged and rammed Cena's head into the stairs, moving to the toolbox and instead of using the tools, he just smashed the box over his head, hammers, screws and a wrench flew from the box, Kane though had picked up a crowbar, stalking.
Cena rose to his knees as the side of the part was pushed against his head, Kane almost seemed to try and cut and rip his head off like a poptop, Cena eventually pulling away, leaning over the stairs. Kane woud stalk though Cena grabbed the top part of the stairs and rammed them into his ribs then swung them like a chair over his face, knocking him flat upon his back and rose it up, slamming them down. Cena took it a step further and picked up the stairs, standing on the apron and would wait for Kane to sit up and rise, coming down from the apron and smashed the stairs over his head, knocking into the railing. Kane pulled himself up as Cena would throw the stairs, Kane and about ten other fans ducked as the stairs saulted over, hitting the ramp. Cena charged in though Kane grabbed him by the throat and chokeslammed him over the railing right into the sea of fans.
Kane would reach over, pulling him up and suplexed him right upon the steel rampway, pulling Cena up and would toss him though Cena countered, ducking a clothesline and would suplex Kane on the ramp, slowly both of them rising up and began to fight up the ramp to the stage. Both of them started to slug it out, Cena winning the exchange and would bodyslam him upon the stage, actually hitting a modified five knuckle shuffle, pulling Kane up and did a running FU through part of the stage set as sparks would fly.
Cena needed a moment as he rose up, hearing the Holy Shit chants and turned his head, almost like a true horror movie, Kane pulled himself from the wreckage, charging in. Both of them would lock up, Kane being the stronger of the two picked him up by the throat and started to walk with him, bringing him to the edge though Cena fought out, picking him up for the FU though Kane fought out, driving a boot into his head as Cena flew from the stage, crashing into the steel railing. Kane moved down the ramp, pulling Cena up and started to drag him towards ringside, ready to toss him inside until Cena blocked, having a beer bottle in his hand and smashed it across Kane's head, stunning him for a moment then tackled him down with a shoulder tackle, mounting Kane and would find the steel chain, wrapping it over his fist and started to punch at him with verocity, the ref essentially useless during this whole entire fight as Cena pulled off, roaring out as Kane staggered to his feet, getting an FU on the flat of the stairs.
Cena would roll Kane into the ring and slid inside as the bell FINALLY sounded to start the match though most of the damage was done, hitting two shoulder blocks on Kane then the patented Scrap Buster, dropping a few hard fists over his head then climbed the top rope, dropping a legdrop over the throat of Kane, covering for two.
Cena didn't care as he would pull Kane up, tossing him to the corner and would start to punch and kick at him, going crazy on him and finished him off with a suplex, climbing the top rope and came down with a double ax. Kane would grab him by the throat and literally tossed him to the turnbuckle, charging at him with a huge big boot, nearly snapping Cena's neck off as he fell over. Kane wouldn't let him rest, pulling him to his feet and dropped him with a brain buster, covering Cena for two but barely. Kane pulled to his feet, leaning Cena over the rope and started to choke him, the ref telling him to break the hold but one sharp look from Kane caused him to flee the ring.
This gave Cena a chance, using his elbow to fight out, bouncing off of the rope though Kane caught him with a running choke powerbomb, Kane just standing over him like a predator, pulling him up and moved him to the corner, choking him with his foot then his bit gloved palm, using his arm to place him on the top rope then chokeslammed upon the apron, Cena rolling to the floor.
Kane rolled outside, the ref giving them a lot of latitude for fear of his own life as Kane grabbed a camera and shoved the camera man out of the way, smashing it over Cena's back, laying him over the steel stairs and rose it up and brought it down, the camera smashing against the stairs as Cena moved away. Kane would follow him, pulling him up though Cena hit him in the face with an elbow, quickly picking him up and would slam him down upon the apron, Kane bending awkwardly. Cena rolled him inside then dragged Kane back out upon the apron, having him lay over it as he slowly climbed the apron himself, then slowly climbed the top rope, the fans rising up as Cena would leap with a body splash, landing on the top half of Kane, falling to the floor the impact sickening as he nearly broke Kane in half.
Cena rose up, tossing Kane into the ring, slowly starting to climb the apron as Kane started to sit up but would fall flat upon his back as Cena would enter the ring, shaking his head some and covered Kane for one...two...no. Kane kicked out and even Cena was surprised though pulled the big man up,placing him upon his shoulders and hit a running powerslam, seeming to have the momentum and moved him to the corner, punching at him over the head and slowly placed him on the top rope, trying for a superplex though Kane blocked, headbutting him off the top and leapt with a flying clothesline, new life coming through him. He grabbed Cena by the throat and tossed him to the ropes, missing a boot as Cena hit three big shoulder blocks, trying for the FU but Kane fought out, grabbing him by the throat and rose him up.
Cena fought out, pushing him to the corner and quickly moved to the other side, picking him up and actually tried and FU from the top rope though Kane blocked, coming down with a DDT from the top rope. Kane slowly sat up like a monster, rising to his feet as he looked at a slowly moving John Cena, slowly crossing his throat as he was about to end his game, pulling Cena up for a chokeslam whom slid out of it, quickly picking Kane up and hit the FU right in the center of the ring, too exhausted to go for the pin. Slowly he would roll over and went for the cover but Kane again sat up. Cena pushed himself up, beating Kane to the punch and went for another but Kane fought out, grabbing him by the back of the neck for the Tombstone but Cena again slid out, picking Kane up and would hit the FU and sent Kane down to the floor below.
Kane hit the floor hard and eventually sat up as Cena was barely able to stand, Kane climbing upon the apron though Cena charged in, aiming to bring him in the hardway with an FU though Kane blocked out of it. Kane would then pull him out to the apron, bashing his skull into the steel post then pulled him up for the Tombstone, looking to drop him right there on the apron but then looked over.
"Oh my god Bobby, he's looking over this way."
"He's not that sick Grish..."
Kane was that sick as he would sault from the apron with Cena, Tombstoning him through the table right to the floor. Headsets and monitors went flying as all that could be heard was Bobby screaming that Cena was hurt. EMT's came flying down immediately after the drop though Kane, rising like a phoenix, kicked all of them aside, not wanting them near him as he dragged Cena, tossing him into the ring as he was motionless, the Cena chants already starting to kick in, trying to will their hero back up as Kane would cross the arms over his chest, the ref was then forced to count one.....two....three.
A dim red light would fill the arena as the fans would start to jeer, again, Kane had won crushing another one of the fans heroes at his feet, rising to his feet and almost seemed stronger, reaching down and would remove the armband from him, slowly leaving the ring as the remaining EMT's went to check on Cena, more so concerned about his neck. If the chokeslam on the chair didn't break his neck, a tombstone through the table would as Kane made his way up the ramp, another victim taken as the banner for the next Pay Per View, World War, started to burn.

[DM]

After the last match, and some partial repair work done on the stage, the WarGames cage began to lower as Justin Roberts took the mic.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a special WarGames match! Two men, one from each team will start the contest, and every five minutes, another superstar will enter the match, alternating from team to team. Now in this contest, if a superstar is pinned or forced to submit before all eight men have entered, he is eliminated. Once all men have entered the WarGames match, it will be determined by one final fall! If the defending champions' team loses this match, all four men will lose their respective titles to the opposing team."
(Play Kidman)
(Play Priceless)
(Play Drew McIntyre)
(Play Radicalz)
"Oh my god, Bobby. It's the Radicalz."
"I know who it is, and this doesn't look good for the champs."
Billy Kidman and Dean Malenko would start the match off as the referee rang the bell. They would lock up in the center of the ring as Dean hit a quick arm drag. Kidman sprang to his feet as Malenko hit the ground. Kidman jumped over him, and on the return, Malenko leapfrogged him. He fell to his back and lifted his legs up and flipped Kidman over. Kidman flipped over and landed on his feet as Malenko sprang to his feet himself. Kidman came off the ropes and was hip tossed, but landed on his feet again. He went for a clothesline as Malenko ducked it and threw Kidman to the ropes. He was reversed, as Kidman went for a clothesline, Malenko rolled underneath him, between his legs and ran off the other side. Dean went for a running clothesline but Kidman countered it into a cruicifix, which he turned into a forward roll up. Malenko kicked out before the referee even moved and got back up to his feet immediately, as Kidman rolled backwards and landed on his feet, the crowd exploding over what they just saw.
"Holy shit, Todd."
"I'm thoroughly impressed with both of these men, that was an incredible exchange."
"I thought this was NWA, not AAA. I've never seen moves like that from people who didn't wear masks."
Kidman and Malenko went to opposite sides, both men talking to their teammates to try and get some encouragement and perhaps strategy. They charged at each other again and hit a double clothesline. They both immediately kipped up to their feet and ran to opposite sides again. This time, Kidman hit the ground, but Malenko quickly tied his legs up for the Texas Cloverleaf. The crowd exploeded as Kidman frantically and very quickly got to the ropes, causing the break, as Kidman's eyes almost popped out of his head, being so scared of the devastating submission hold. Malenko pulled Kidman off the ropes and locked him in a headlock takedown, which was immediately chained into a single leg front leglock. Kidman sat up however and punched him in the face, breaking the hold. They both got to their feet as Kidman charged at Malenko, who went for a clothesline. Kidman attempted a crucifix, but this time, Dean scouted it and turned it into a samoan drop, stopping the lightning-fast offense of Billy. He covered for a two count and got up quickly, Kidman starting to breathe heavy as Malenko wasn't even sweating.
They met in the center of the ring for the third time, but Kidman was quick with a thumb to the eye. Seizing the opportunity, he rammed Dean's head into the turnbuckle, trying to slow the pace down just a little bit, as Malenko possibly was quicker than he. He rammed several shoulderblocks into his stomach, as Kidman wrenched his arm and delivered a massive reverse knife edge chop to Malenko's chest. Kidman then hit a hammerlock on Malenko, which was a huge mistake as Malenko quickly countered into a drop toe hold, and once again went for the Texas Cloverleaf! Kidman remained on his back and kicked Dean off, but he refused to let go of his legs, and instead decided to slingshot Kidman's face into the steel cage! Kidman bounced off, holding his face as Malenko rolled him up for a school boy. 1..... 2..... no! Kidman's shoulder rolled off the mat.
Both men got to their feet as the clock started to count down from 10. Someone was going to be let in... 5..... 4..... 3..... 2..... 1..... *BUZZ*. The door opened to reveal that it was Chris Benoit who was entered third! Kidman sprinted to the door right after Benoit entered to try and escape, but Eddie Guerrero closed the door on his head, knocking him back into the ring, into the hands of the two submission specialists. Kidman was knocked back into Benoit and Malenko, as they lifted him up for a double knee breaker, as they BOTH locked single-leg front leg locks on him, Kidman's legs being tortured. Billy pounded the mat hard, as Priceless and Drew tried to will him on, the Radicalz just clapping and cheering the torturous hold. After a minute, somehow Kidman got back to the ropes, the referee forcing the break. Kidman pulled himself up on the ropes, not being able to put any weight on his legs, as Benoit closed in on him, hitting a savage reverse knife edge chop. Malenko followed suit with one of his own, and Benoit repeated the chop, Dean, Chris, Dean, Chris, both just chopping away until Kidman's chest was red as an apple. They threw him to the other corner, but his legs gave way midway across the ring, as Kidman just collapsed.
Benoit went for the Scorpion Deathlock, but Kidman once again went to the eyes. As Benoit turned around, Kidman stuck his leg up and kicked Benoit low, taking him out of the match for a little bit. Malenko closed in on Kidman, but Billy grabbed his tights and pulled back, Dean's face hitting the steel crossbar of the cage. As he bounced back, Kidman rolled him up. 1..... 2...... no! Very close, as Malenko was able to kick out as the referee's hand was coming down. Kidman pulled himself up in the corner, as Malenko charged back at him. Kidman stuck his foot out and caught Dean right in the jaw. Dean charged again and got another foot in the face for his efforts. Kidman summoned the strength to run forward, but was immediately intercepted by a Benoit clothesline.
Benoit and Malenko continued to just pound away on him to their heart's content, who could stop them? Benoit hit a snap suplex on Kidman hard, as Malenko immediately came off the second rope with a well placed elbow to the head. Kidman was reeling, as Benoit placed him in a triangle choke while Malenko rested for a little bit, catching a breather. Kidman somehow rolled to his stomach and broke the chokehold, but was met with a German suplex from Dean, Kidman getting in NO offense whatsoever. Malenko covered Kidman for 1..... 2..... no, Kidman's foot found the bottom rope, causing him to remain in the match. They threw Billy to the far corner, as he hit the turnbuckle hard. Benoit charged in, but Kidman ducked the clothesline, Benoit's chest hitting the turnbuckle as Kidman hit a running dropkick to Malenko's face, as the clock started to count down again... 5..... 4..... 3..... 2..... 1..... *BUZZ*. Drew McIntyre was next to enter, and sprinted straight to Benoit, hammering him with fists and forearms, utterly destroying him.
Malenko got back to his feet and was met with a boot straight to the jaw, knocking him straight down to the canvas, McIntyre being a complete house of fire. Benoit came from behind him and turned him around, but Drew caught him with a stiff right hand to the face. Chris retaliated with a chop to the chest, as the two traded blows back and forth. Drew had enough of the exchange and kicked Benoit in the gut, tossing him to the ropes. On the return, he backdropped him so high that Benoit's feet hit the roof of the cage. Benoit hit the mat hard as Drew instantly went for a cover, but it was broken up by Malenko before the two. Dean tried to irish whip him, but Drew proved to be a little stronger as he brought Malenko to him and delivered a monster of a belly to belly suplex.
Kidman finally got back to his feet and rested in the corner as Drew had the match under control at this point. Drew picked Malenko back up and rammed him face first into the cage, and did the same to Benoit, giving Kidman a chance to breathe. Benoit lifted his face off the mat to reveal that he was cut slightly over the eye, not too bad, but enough for Drew to go for the wound. He started to punch away at it as Malenko came from behind to stop him, getting an elbow to the jaw for his efforts. Drew went for a clothesline but Malenko ducked and went behind him, locking in a full nelson. This proved ineffective as Drew attempted a low blow, but Malenko caught his leg and synched in an ankle lock, being the man of 1,000 holds. This was quickly broken up by a missile dropkick from Kidman from the second rope, knocking him down.
Benoit came out of the corner and chopped Kidman down, as Drew slowly walked in. Benoit hit a chop on him as well, but Drew still stood, being rocked back. Benoit got him to the corner and mounted him, punching him about seven times before being pushed off. Benoit got back on top and punched again. Drew however grabbed his legs and walked forward, hitting a monster spinebuster in the center of the ring. He covered Benoit, 1..... 2..... no! Benoit kicked out of it, staying in the match. Malenko was back on his feet as he came in at Drew, but was knocked down by a shoulder block, unable to take him down. However, as Drew walked away, Malenko hooked his feet and tripped him, causing McIntyre's face to scrape the cage as he fell downward!
All four men were down as the clock ticked down again! 5..... 4..... 3..... 2..... 1..... *BUZZ*. Viva La Raza, Eddie Guerrero was the next one in as he ascended the top rope and hit a Frog Splash right on top of Kidman, who rolled to his stomach! Eddie pounded his chest and shouted in Spanish, the fans getting crazy as Latino Heat was warming up. He turned around into a headbutt from McIntyre, as he whipped Eddie into the ropes. Eddie hit the cage backfirst and walked into a stiff clothesline, being knocked down, Drew still having lots of fire in him. Malenko came from behind and attacked him, but this did little to nothing, Malenko being exhausted from the first ten minutes already passed.
Drew backed Dean into the corner and repeatedly just hammered away on the side of his head until Benoit came from behind and broke it up. He was immediately pushed back, but Guerrero was right there, as the numbers game caught up to Drew. They whipped him into the ropes and attempted a double clothesline, but Drew ducked out of the way and knocked them both down with a double clothesline of his own! As they hit the mat, Malenko ran out of the corner and was powerslammed right onto Benoit, Drew just taking control, despite the odds being against them! McIntyre then picked up Eddie who poked him in the eye, giving him a second to regroup. Kidman charged at Eddie but was thrown straight into the cage face first, busting him open.
Eddie hooked Drew up for the three amigos, and hit the first suplex. He twisted his hips and hit the second one. He twisted his hips again and got to his feet, but was pushed back, straight into Benoit, as both he and Eddie were in the corner. Drew charged forward, but both men got out of the way, causing Drew to hit the turnbuckles chest first. Eddie pulled his tights and rolled Drew up, pulling his tights for more leverage! 1..... 2..... *SMACK* the count was broken as Eddie took a superkick from Kidman straight in the face! Malenko came to help, but Kidman was able to knock him down with a superkick as well. Benoit charged in with a clothesline but Kidman ducked that and went for a third superkick. Benoit caught his foot, but was nailed with an ensiguiri to the back of his head, knocking him straight down.
The clock started to tick again as Kidman picked Benoit back up. He was chopped down immediately as he picked him up, as the buzzer sounded. Ted DiBiase came into the ring next and charged straight at Benoit, but was hooked straight into the Crippler Crossface! Malenko was right there as well and quickly locked in the Texas Cloverleaf at the same time! Ted DiBiase wasted absolutely NO time in tapping out, being eliminated as the crowd went ballistic!
"Unbelievable!"
"Cheating! His shoes were untied, he tripped coming in!"
"No way, Bobby, he got locked into the Crossface, and then Malenko hit the Texas Cloverleaf, he had no choice!"
"This is a travesty! That shouldn't be allowed!"
DiBiase was instantly eliminated as Drew got back to his feet in the corner. Guerrero ascended the second rope and went for a tornado DDT as Drew shoved him off in mid spin, launching him flat on his face and stomach. He called for Cody and told him something, as Cody went under the ring for a moment. The referee unlocked the door on their side to let Ted out as Cody quickly tossed Drew a steel chair as the door was open. Malenko got back to his feet and turned around, getting blasted across the head with the chair. Drew screamed out and hit the mat with it, waiting for Benoit to rise. He charged full speed as Benoit locked HIM in the Crippler Crossface as well! Drew struggled frantically to get to the ropes, but Benoit reeled back hard, pulling with all his might.
Drew was a long ways from the ropes, as he was about to tap out, but the hold was broken by a shooting star press from the top, Billy Kidman landed right on Benoit, forcing the break! All five men were down as Guerrero was the first to his feet, followed by Kidman. Eddie climbed the top rope, but Kidman was right there and punched him in the face. Billy climbed the ropes and set up for a superplex, but Eddie fought back and shoved him right off, Kidman landing right on the chair. Eddie stood up and danced before leaping off with another Frog Splash..... right onto the chair, as Kidman rolled out of the way! Kidman rolled over and put an arm across Guererro... 1..... 2...... 3! Eddie was eliminated, one simple mistake!
"Wow, the odds have just been evened, Brain."
"He should've stayed in Tijuana, the dumb Mexican. Go back to mowing lawns, jumping bean!"
"I'm gonna tell him you said that."
"Have fun with that, he doesn't understand English."
Eddie Guerrero was rolled out of the ring as the door opened to let him out, the fans booing wildly, as all four men were down and hurt, as Drew started to stir. He was the only man to his feet, taking a breather as he stared at the clock, which began to count down again. He grabbed the steel chair and waited for Saturn. 5..... 4..... 3..... 2..... 1..... *BUZZ*. The door opened and Drew charged, but the chair was snatched out of his hands by Benoit who swung for the fences! Drew ducked out of the way as Saturn was blasted in the face while coming in! McIntyre turned Benoit around for the Future Shock, but was hit with a low blow from Malenko, who wasn't afraid to fight dirty. However, the door was still open, and Cody Rhodes entered the ring as well from the other side, all men being in the ring now!
"That's not legal at all!"
"Neither was Eddie Guerrero, but he was involved in the match too!"
"BOBBY HEENAN! Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for that remark made by my partner!"
"Can it, nerd, you weren't calling anything interesting in this match!"
Cody Rhodes picked Saturn up and hammered away on him, Saturn still being loopy from the chairshot as Malenko caught up to him. Cody turned around and nailed Dean with a straight right hand, but Malenko was getting a rush of adrenaline and kicked it into high gear. Malenko hit a northern lights suplex! 1..... 2..... no, Cody kicked out quickly. Cody rushed back to his feet and hit the ropes, but on the return, was caught in the Crippler Crossface! Cody was able to roll out of it though before it was synched on, and clotheslined Benoit down. Malenko however came up from behind him and caught him with a low sweep as Saturn returned with a superkick, hitting Total Elimination!
Saturn quickly covered Rhodes! 1..... 2..... NO! Kidman pulled Saturn off Rhodes, breaking the count up but just barely! McIntyre was back on his feet as well, fighting off Malenko as Benoit attempted to get back to his feet. Saturn fought Kidman hard with punches and kicks, as the two just traded bombs, Saturn getting the better of the exchange, being the fresher of the two, as he picked up Kidman for a brainbuster. Kidman's feet touched the roof of the cage, and he kicked off of it, bringing his body down on Saturn's neck, driving him into the mat with a sickening DDT! On the other side, Drew nailed Malenko with a piledriver, knocking him down, as Benoit fought back, attacking Drew from behind. He grabbed Drew from behind and hit a german suplex, holding on tight. He got back up and hit a second one, still not letting go. He picked Drew up again and hit a third german, but this time, Drew's head and neck hit the top turnbuckle, snapping his neck back!
Benoit was on a roll, as Kidman charged at him with a clothesline. Benoit ducked and nailed him with a german suplex as well, holding on to it! He loaded Kidman up for another one and connected hard and heavy, still not letting go! He hit a third one, and STILL wasn't letting go, wanting to put another exclamation mark on the match. He loaded Kidman up for one more german, and launched him into the air, Billy flipping in mid air and landing right on his face and stomach, the crowd cheering wildly, as Kidman rolled onto his back in pain, motionless! Benoit looked around and cut his throat with his thumb, signalling the end!
Bodies were everywhere as Benoit was the only man standing! He climbed the top rope slowly, being exhausted from the brutality of the match, as he perched himself on the top. He measured his jump and leapt into the air... and was planted by a MASSIVE Future Shock DDT from Drew McIntyre in mid-air!!! Benoit bounced off the mat hard as he was spiked into the ground, a massive counter from the United States Champion! Drew rolled Benoit over and hooked the leg, Benoit being completely knocked out! 1...... 2....... 3!!!
(Play Drew)
"Ladies and gentlemen, your winners, and STILL reigning champions, the Cruiserweight Champion Billy Kidman, the Tag Team Champions Priceless, and the United States Champion, Drew McIntyre!!!"
Drew McIntyre saved the match, and the gold for his team, being the MVP of not just the team, but perhaps the big time all-star of the WarGames match, as he gathered the broken remains of his teammates and crawled out of the door, being handed their title belts as they left the cage, broken and battered.
"I cannot believe what I just saw, Drew McIntyre has definitely made a statement here tonight."
"Incredible match, Todd, Drew McIntyre was in the right place at the right time, and he really nailed that DDT, let's go to the Brain Scan!"
Bobby reviewed the replay in typical Heenan style as the champions slowly retreated back to the dressing room, victorious.
"I'll tell you what Bobby, after that vicious DDT, Benoit may just need a Brain Scan."
"Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest scheduled for one fall is our Main Event of the evening."
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Punk came down to the ring though was starting to yell at some of the ring crew as they were trying frantically to raise the cage but something was wrong. During the match it seemed that one of the bumps had broken one of the chains that helped raise the cage, leaving it essentially stuck in place. Punk would then yell at them to disassemble it however that would take close to three hours, they were trying their best as Punk was yelling out however, the ref in charge had told Punk, that he was told to enter the cage. Punk was livid, saying he didn't sign up for an enclosed cage to be in his match but there was nothing they could do about it. Against protest, Punk would argue with them still.
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Chono didn't seem to mind at all as Punk, against his better judgement would enter the ring, the ring hands deciding to give it up as Chono would enter.
"Wow Grish we're getting a bonus here, Punk and Chono locked in the War Games Cage, no way out for sure."
"No doubt about it that this has to be Punk's Nightmare at this point in time."
The bell sounded.
"Ladies and Gentleman, your Main Event of the evening will take place inside the War Games Cage due to techniqual issues, the winner of this match will be the first man who scores the first pinfall or submission. Standing to my left the challenger, he hails from Japan, weighing in at 240 pounds, Masahiro Chono. And his opponent, he hails from Chicago Illinois, weighing in at 220 lbs He is the defending NWA World Heavyweight Champion, C M PUNK."
The bell sounded and the match was underway, despite it being within a cage. Chono would just stare at Punk whom would call him on, trying with a few kicks. They would lock up, Chono easily pushing him back twice and took him down with a headlock takedown, then a hip toss, almost hitting a kick though Punk backed away, knowing he couldn't go far. Both of them would lock up again, Chono tossing him to the ropes though Punk slid under his legs, hitting a sleeper holder. Chono countered by ramming him back first into the cage wall then chained with a suplex, kicking hard to Punk's spine and held on with a headlock. Steph would yell at him to fight as Punk rose up, ramming his elbows into him and broke free, quickly bouncing off of the rope and rolled away as Chono swung with the Yakuza Kick, hitting the cage wall as Punk connected with a few hard kicks to the back and ribs, dropping with a german suplex for two.
Punk rose up, hitting hard elbows and knees across the head, bashing his head into the turnbuckle then turned him around, slugging away and even used his knees to strike at him, dropping him with a snapmare, climbing the top rope and dropped him with a dropkick. He came at him with another kick though Chono would block, sweeping the leg and did a dragonscrew leg lock, nearly snapping his leg off. Punk yelled out as Chono would ram the leg agains the mat then dropped his knees against him, Punk pulling away in pain.
Chono dragged him by the ankle as Punk rose up, connecting with an insiguri over the head, dropping him to a knee as he bounced off the rope, smashing his knee over his face and quickly covered for two. Punk would drop heavy elbows over the head, turning him over and locked him in a clutch. Chono being a student of the dungeon rose up, flipping Punk off of him then dropped him with a double underhook face slam. Chono dragged him up by the hair, tossing him hard to the ropes, connecing with a powerful Leviathan Spine Buster, rising up and nearly kicked the back of Punk's head right off, watching him drop face first, covering for two.
Carefully placing him in an eagle stretch, Chon would work upon the ribs, dropping Punk with tilt a whirl rib breakers and worse yet dropping both knees upon the ribs of Punk, trying to break them obviously. Chono dragged him to his feet, pushing him to the corner and would hit him over the head with heavy elbows, placing him on top as he climbed up though Punk started to fight back. He would knock him off the rope, holding onto the top part of the cage and would swing himself some, catching Chono with a spinning head scissor, tossing him headfirst into the cage wall then dropped him with a flying elbow.
Punk rose up, hearing the rally of boos as he would spin his hand in Hogan like fashion, bouncing off of the rope and even hit a legdrop, the sounds of Steph clapping was heard as he covered for two. Punk then rose up, grabbing Chono and went to ram his head into the cage but it was blocked by his foot, Chono using his elbow to hit to Punk's ribs, taking him down with a bulldog then held on with a headlock, ramming the knees into his head and moved over, ramming them into the side of his ribs. Chono then picked him up, coming down hard with a pump handle slam then a pump handle bomb, Punk rolling to the caged wall as Steph egged him on.
Chono kicked at the cage, moving her back as Punk countered, guillotining him off the rope then did a springboard hyper knee couger right to the jaw, not wasiting any time and quickly locked in the Anaconda Vice. Chono was in deep trouble as he held onto it nice and tight. Punk would use his legs to add more pressure though Chono would find a way to break out of it, Punk a bit shocked over it as he rose up, going for a kick but Chono grabbed on. Punk went for an insiguri though Chono would duck, slamming the knee down and quickly turned him over, quickly locking in a Sharpshooter. Punk was clawing at the mat, trying to get to the rope as Chono had it sinched in. Punk wouldn't quit as he would crawl over, nearly grabbing the rope as Chono would pull him back, letting go of the hold and picked him up for a suplex, holding him up high and actually fell forward, Punk's front hitting the cage as Chono then snapped back with a Brainbuster, covering Punk for two.
Chono rose up, looking down at him and stomped at him a few times, even stomping on his hand as Punk fought his way to his feet, blocking a punch and started to fight back, both men would slug it out, Punk dodging a punch and would spit right in his face. Chono swung hard with a haymaker, Punk dodging and dropped him with a neck breaker, kicking at him then connected with a spinning back elbow and back hand, locking in a front face lock though Chono ran full speed, ramming him back first into the cage. With the hold broken, Chono rubbing his neck as Punk would flip him off, that seeming to piss him off as he swung with a foot, getting caught in the rope as Punk would kick several times at the leg, even hitting a hard low blow with his foot for good measure.
The ref warned him but he pushed him back, yelling at Chono to give up, slapping at him over the face a few times and even bit at his head, pulling back and kicked him down for two. Punk smirked, rising up and would pull Chono up, running to the cage but Chono would block and tossed him against it and didn't stop there as Chono gave him a grand tour of each cage wall.....three times as Punk's body bounced off the cage wall close to twenty times. The final time Punk would fall back and rolled, blood already starting to pour from his forehead as Chono needed a moment after that rage as Punk slowly pushed himself up, looking like hell as Chono hit a belly to belly suplex then a double underhook DDT, Punk rolling away and covered his head in pain.
Chono was the first up, pulling Punk up by the hair and slammed his face right into the cage, starting to grind it as Steph yelled out, Punk fighting out of it and raking at the eye, hitting the rope and came down with a tornado DDT but only for two. Punk pulled himself up, knowing he had to end it as he was getting woozy, picking Chono up for the GTS but he fought out easily, taking him down with a back suplex with a bridge for two. Chono now rose up, fising his gloved palm and would punch at Punk like a boxer to the corner, hitting him over the head and ribs, tossing him to the corner corner hard rib first trying for a back clothesline though Punk ducked, quickly picking him up for an electric chair, slamming him against the cage wall on his back and fell hard.
Slowly both men rose up, Punk striking first blood with a hard kick to the side, taking Chono down with a gutwrench suplex and covered only for two. Punk had to put him away as he was getting dizzy, almost staggering as he picked Chono up whom hit to his throat, pulling him up upon his shoulders for a pump handle slam though Punk wouldn't allow him, holding onto the rope. Chono would grow frustrated and pulled him back hard then would literally toss him head first into the cage door that flung open, Punk, rolling to the floor.
He was alive as he started to crawl, Steph trying to get him to safety as Chono stepped out, starting to go after him. Steph would stand in his way, telling him to back off and even slapped him over the face. Chono would nod, grabbing the cage door and swung it hard at her as Punk pushed her out of the way, taking the brunt of the attack, falling back. Chono would go after him, pulling Punk up by the hair, saying something to him in japanesse and would smash his face into the cage and slowly started to drag it all around the ring, grating his face and dropped him back down where they started. Punk would start to crawl away once again, dripping on the floor as the ref kept asking them to bring it back into the ring as Chono was distracted for a moment then rammed head first into the cage then the barricade, Punk quickly starting to climb up, perhaps just on instinct now due to the loss of blood.
Chono would then start to climb up after him as Punk made it to the top, needing a moment to figure out exactly where he was, turning around. Chono stood on top of the cage as Punk started to pull back, needing some room as Chono would stalk him, going for a kick though Punk was able to stop him with a quick drop toe hold. Rising up he would then kick and stomp at Chono the best he could, locking in a sleeper hold to try and wear him down, the ref yelling from the floor to get back into the ring.
"You know Bobby the ref is powerless since it is only by pinfall or submission."
"Punk's just taking his time Grish you watch."
Punk held on tightly as Chono rose up only to drop upon his knee, he was fading fast, rising up and would drop back, slamming Punk upon the top of the cage. Chono rose first, shaking his head though Punk countered with a bulldog, the cage starting to bend a bit as he rose up, kicking and punching at him, dropping Chono with a DDT. It must have been the rally of jeers as Punk seemed rejuvinated, smirking as he stood tall, pulling Chono up and picked him up by the hair, looking to toss him to the floor though he put on the breaks, hitting Punk in the ribs then dropped him with a shoulder breaker. Chono would look out to the crowd, pulling Punk up upon his shoulders and looked as if he were ready to just toss him over the edge though Punk racked at the eyes, pushing him and would start to strike at him, Chono blocked with a headbutt. Chono then would chopblock the knee, picking it up and slammed it time and time again against the cage, Punk holding his knee in pain as Chono then would lock in a figurefour, Punk, unabe to break out.
Holding him for close to three minutes Chono would break the hold, watching Punk try to rise up and crawl over to the edge of the cage as he quickly pulled away, right into Chono's palms, lifting him up and started to dangle him over the edge of it. Punk would flail and kick, able to break out and landed on his feet, nearly falling over as Chono came in with a kick to which Punk would duck and kicked him in the back of the head, Chono falling off the cage but thankfully grabbed the chain link, able to hold himself. Chono slowly started to reclimb as Punk would stomp at the hands, trying to knock him off, actually getting one hand off as he would stomp and grind into his palm. Chono would reach into his pocket, tossing powder right into the eyes of Punk, quickly climbing back up and would take him down with a shoulder tackle.
He was ready to end the match, walking along the cage a little bit and found a spot as he grabbed Punk by the hair and placed him between his legs, cutting his throat with his thumb and would point down, picking Punk up and would do a running sit down powerbomb through the top of the cage right straight to the mat below.
"HOLY SHIT!"
"He's dead Grish, CM Punk is dead."
The impact was insane as both men lay flat upon the mat, Chono of course being the first one of the two that was able to move, holding his lower back from the fall of it all, Punk was motionless. Chono got to his feet, holding his back in agony as he would look up, Steph's eyes were just wide in fear that Punk just might be dead after that, yelling at him to get up and fight. Chono would move over to him, covering the champion for one.....two...no Punk's foot lazily caught the rope as if that was all he had left in him as Chono rose up.
He was going to finish the deed as he pulled Punk to his feet, again placing him between his legs, going for the Tiger Driver though Punk did a back body drop out of instinct, grabbing the rope to pull himself up, dodging Chono's kick and got him caught in the rope, kicking him a few times and moved him to the corner, hitting the running knee and connected with the bulldog, pulling himself to his feet and went for the GTS though Chono countered, pulling Punk up and did a release airplane spin, Punk hitting awkwardly and rose up, blood coming from his mouth. Chono would then rush in but out of desperation, Punk caught him with a flapjack, having him smack into the cage then quickly turned him around, hitting the GTS and fell with him, holding his knee.
Punk was in just too much pain to capitalize as he pulled himself up, hobbling literally on one leg with Chono, picking him up and hit another GTS right in the center of the ring though fell over again, holding his knee in pain. He bit his lip, ignoring the pain and would reach to try and cover him, just inches away. Chono started to move as Punk would force his way up, spitting blood upon the mat as he would pick Chono up and hit one more GTS, able to land over him almost with the rest of his strength just collapsing and covered for one.....two.....three.
A war indeed as the champions flew from the back to help their leader, the busted and blood CM Punk to his feet whom was just exhausted. Steph would grab the World Title, handing it to him as he weakily rose it up in the air while Drew would guide traffic taking him to the back. Punk would tell them to stop, falling to his knees and rose the belt up, an image is worth a thousand words but for tonight, the image of Punk was worth, just one more word...and that was victorious as the show would fade to black.


***Key Notes***

All Heels Win
Benoit/Malenko in War Games Match last year
CM Punk's 18th Consecutive PPV Appearance - 20 if Counting World's Collide and Super Card.

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NWA WarGames Highlights:

Eric Bischoff returns.

John Morrison goes toe-to-toe with Mitsuhara Misawa.

Beth Phoenix dominates Angel's Championship match.

Goldberg hits a double spear on the Andersons.

The Andersons hit double spinebusters on LOD.

Goldberg and LOD hit a Doomsday Spear on Arn.

Goldberg jackhammers Ole Anderson through a table.

Eric Bischoff attacks Goldberg, Jarrett pins Goldberg.

John Cena and Kane destroy half of the NWA arena.

John Cena FU's Kane through the set.

Kane Tombstones Cena through the announcer's table from the apron.

Ted DiBiase taps out as soon as he enters the WarGames match.

Drew McIntyre makes a statement, becoming the MVP of WarGames.

Punk/Chono now contested in the cage.

Chono powerbombs Punk through the roof to the mat below.

CM Punk hits three GTS's to retain the title.