WWF Armageddon Build Up

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FINAL CARD

WWF Armageddon 2010 Card

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Ken Shamrock VS Samoa Joe

X Division Championship
Darkside of Hayabusa VS Owen Hart

Women’s Championship
Awesome Kong VS Trish Stratus

Tag Team Championship
Motor City Machine Guns VS No Limit

The Brood VS Kurt Angle & AJ Styles

Intercontinental Championship
Kishin Liger VS KENTA

WWF Championship
Bryan Danielson VS The Undertaker

Armageddon Build Up Week 1: Monday Night Raw

Raw opens with a new signature and theme. When we fade into the arena instead of the usual fireworks, thunder rumbles. As it fades we are left with a standing, buzzing crowd who are stood in wait of the dark evening ahead of us. Each looking to the stage and ring where a ceremony of darkness has been prepared.
The entrance stage has been decked out in black drapes, the large banners that once said Raw hanging from beside the large titantron now have the Undertaker symbol upon the left hand on and the Phenom’s profile towering high on the right. On and along the ramp are light flame torches. The ring has a black carpet down, a new blue and black raw logo on its apron and in the centre the Undertaker’s throne.
Stepping through the ropes to stand in front of it now is Howard Finkle who lets out a deep breath before lifting his microphone to speak, a card in hand he is to read from.
“Ladies and Gentleman welcome to tonight’s ceremony. Tonight the World Wrestling Federation will have order placed upon it as our new chairman of the board, CEO and leader will take his place as the undisputed owner of this company. Those who fear the dark should not worry, the Lord of Darkness will prove himself tonight to be a fair and competent man who will lead this company to great highs not even Vince Mcmahon has dreamed off. Under his leadership, under his strong hand this company will have order instead of chaos and rules instead of anarchy. But before he can join us there are a few souls who must stand beside him in his moment of triumph and those who are now under his employ. So first of all allow me to introduce the superstars of the World Wrestling Federation!”
The crowd gives multiple reactions as own by one the none OOD members of the locker room make their way out. Those who made a pact with the Undertaker two weeks ago have faces of pride and happiness, knowing they are safe and line around ringside. The loyalists meanwhile stay on and around the entrance way, sorrow on their faces and worry on some as they just try and stay out the way. Notable missing men are Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels who are nowhere to be found. The rest of them also stay far from AJ Styles who they evidently partially blame for what happened last night at Survivor Series. Kurt Angle cannot stop glaring with anger at the young man who looks miserable and keeps his head low.
“And now the men and women who made this night possible. Ladies and Gentleman the Order of Darkness!”
*Play OOD *
The Order come out, some without belts and total happiness, but all seem to be enjoying this as they walk past the losing side and past those who sided with them and who clap as they enter the ring and stand around the throne.
“And finally before the new owner himself” Finkle looks nervous as hell among the raptors “the newest member of the Order who did more than any to make this moment a reality. The Intercontinental Champion! Kishin Liger!”
*Play New Liger*
As soon as the dark Japanese warrior comes through the curtain Angle beelines for him but he is held back by other WWF loyalists. He snarls with hatred, as does AJ. Angle then spits at his as Liger looks at him with his black painted eyes with contempt and continues his way down the ramp and to the ring to be greeted by his new brethren. Just like at Wrestlemania Kishin’s eyes say it all, he lives and thrives of hatred and combat, in that he is at home with these men.
“And now” the crowd boos and begins to buzz at once in anticipation “the new undisputed owner of the World Wrestling Federation. The Phenom, the Lord of Darkness, The Undertaker!”
*Play Undertaker*
The Phenom walks slowly through the smoke through his new employees. At the ramp he shows satisfaction as he passes those who opposed him, at ringside he shows pride as the heels applaud him and in the ring he looks down upon his army and loyal children of darkness as the Order bows before him as he makes his way in his new cloak to sit upon his throne. Daffney comes to him with a microphone and holds it in front of his face as the music dies and he prepares to speak.
“Tonight is a night of celebration, tonight is a night of absolution. For those who stood beside me and with me it will be a night of great pleasures and rewards, for those who opposed me a night of penance and judgment” the camera shows the loyal faces as they look on, some now with fear and rightful so, some with anger “for last night all that I said came true and everything I planned and told of happened. I warned I would exploit the weakness and chaos of my enemies, I said I would find those with dark within them and bring it to the surface” he looks over as Kishin with a smile, who grins back evilly “and I said I would control all you see before you. Well that happened and now that the slate has been cleared, now that I have absolute power it is time to sort all outstanding business and bring order to this once chaotic company. Firstly I will start by announcing that Karl Dutton is no longer with this company. We wish him well in his future endeavors. Fact is Dutton, and I know you’re watching, you did not have to absolve to run this company and now I have taken your place to do what you should have done over a year ago. Show you how to have order here. Now…as for a couple of men who I am sure you have noted are not here. Shawn Michaels has not been seen or heard from since he walked out last night and while I will keep him under contract he is warned that when it expires his time here will also. Perhaps if you had trusted him he would still stand with you” he looks over to the stage and AJ before continuing “also last night after the event Bret Hart showed completely unacceptable behavior by destroying company equipment and endangering other employees in his anger. As such I have no choice but to terminate his contract. Bret Hart is no longer with this company” the crowd boos mercilessly, Taker looks out at them, waits for them to quiet and then continues “perhaps if Mr. Hart will reconsider his conduct a placed my reopen for him in future. Believe me he has let me down as much as he has you all. Now…” he stands and walks over to point at the empty announce desk “as for the announcing positions, two of the former men in that position were in my mind no longer suitable for it as they refused to be flexible and have an open mind. I need that in those who will be the hosts of my new product. However one man, why too biased against me, is needed there and has given his word to have an open mind. That man will retake his position on probation and will be watched over by my choice of partner. Ladies and Gentleman please welcome back a man I have always respected; Jim Ross!”
*Play JR*
JR looks saddened and conflicted as he sighs and makes his way over to the announce table, but he doesn’t look happy about it as he puts his headset on.
“Well hello folks. It seems the King and Monsoon is better men than I am. I need this job and I just can’t walk away from this business. I just hope you will all stick by me as I try to…adjust…to this new management.”
“And his new broadcast partner who will be my personal eyes and ears as that position” he looks around the ring and then to ringside and points down “James Cornette!”
“What?” JR exclaims are Cornette jumps for joy “this is a joke right…oh hell.”
Cornette is happy as can be and leaps for joy, thanking the Undertaker profusely and walking over to sit beside Ross and put on a headset.
“Hey JR! How are ya? I am so happy to be here and be the new voice of Raw for the new era we are now in” Cornette says excitedly.
“Well…didn’t you master mind the plan that took the Undertaker’s title and Paul Bearer which started all this?” JR says with scorn.
“Now now JR. The past is the past and the Undertaker know that’s I am a smart man, a man who has adjusted and will back him as he leads us into this exciting new era for the World Wrestling Federation. And you better chance you tone, I’m here to make sure you keep your mind open.”
“Oh it’s open” JR says with contempt, not looking at all happy.
“Now. If Kurt Angle and AJ Styles would please come to this ring” Taker rest himself back in his throne.
Angle and AJ look at each other, Angle still with annoyance at Styles but both knowing their jobs are at stake do so and enter the ring like they are walking to a funeral.
“Come on now, we haven’t got all night” Taker hurries them.
They stand before his throne now, AJ’s head low and Angle trying to keep his temper in check as he glares down at the Phenom.
“So. One of your dream team in Bret has gotten himself fired, Shawn Michaels has walked out on you and Liger stands at my side having been the final piece I set in motion to beat you. And to think how confident you all were…” Taker smiles as he stands and takes the mic from Daffney, walking up to the two now “Liger was too at first. His resolve was quiet strong, the barriers he and doctors has set up held for awhile held for a long time until final Jushin was gone and Kishin took control. After that it was all easy. You see Jushin Liger may have been a loyal, naïve fool but Kishin…he had more imagination, more traits I could use. After he took control it was simply of matter of having him act like his weaker other personality and offer himself eagerly to take the final place on your team. I could have left it at that but I knew that even with that card to play you were all quiet formidable opponents and indeed you all proved that last night. So I told you of the traitor and let second guessing, distrust and a little couple of pushes through Liger make sure your fragile team would fall apart. I had no idea though that the man to cause it would be Shawn’s actual only friend on that team. You helped me more than most mean on my side AJ and for that I am grateful” Taker looks down at Styles now who looks up into his eyes, his face that of grief and aggravation with himself “thank you.”
He walks over now to sit back in his throne and look at them in judgment “but I see no reason to punish you for your actions, your current status and what has happened is punishment enough. You may both go. I will have something for you later.”
AJ and Kurt look at each other in confusion and mixed feeling before leaving the ring.
“Ah…ah!” Taker puts up his hand to stop them “but not before you show me the proper respect. Bow before your Master or boss if you prefer.”
Kurt and Styles stand there, their face that of mixed emotions but not the least in which was evident defiance and uncomfortable expressions.
“I said bow” Taker insists with a glare at them.
Both men look at each other again, trying to sort it all out, then sigh, turn, swallow their pride and bow to the Lord of Darkness. Taker watches this with a grin of satisfaction.
“Very good” he grins “now you can go.”
Taker then turns his head to look around him “Kendra, Edge, Christian step forward.”
Kendra does so without question, Edge and Christian look at each other in fear and joins next to her standing before the Undertaker upon his throne.
“Last night was a night of victory, but it was meant to be a night of absolute dominance. The fact that the three of you stand here without your champion belts and those men and women” he point to the ramp and aisle way where the camera shows a golden clad MCMG and Kong “have your trophies of battle after all we accomplished. It tarnished it! As such you will all be punished. As of right now your rematch clause is revoked. If you want your titles back then you will have to earn them. That is all, get back in line!” The Brood look at each other with conflicted emotions, Kendra narrow eyed but all bow and step back behind him.
“And speaking of championships” Taker continues, Daffney now holding the microphone before his face again “Bryan Danielson. Please join me in the ring.”
Danielson swallows hard, sighs and begins making his way down the ramp as all men behind him watch somberly. As he passes the Miz we can see he has a broad smile, as does Chelsea beside him.
“Oh this is gonna be great!” Cornette exclaims with glee.
Danielson steps through the ropes and stands before the Undertaker now.
“Hello Bryan. Seems that as of last night I am an active wrestler again…and as such I think it’s about time you gave me my rematch and a shot at getting my title back” Bryan swallows “I said the time would come didn’t I boy? I have allowed you to keep my title all year but now it will come home to the darkside and in doing so I will complete my rise from the ashes of what you did to me to a position of total power and dominance both in and out of ring this time. I suggest you train well because I am certainly going to watch tapes of Judgment Day over and over…and over before I step in that ring with you again.”
Taker smiles sadistically as he watches Bryan’s evident.
“It’s okay to be afraid Bryan, in fact you should be terrified. Now…before I let you return to you miserable swallow life, that now has not even a Company in it, I want you to get down on your knees before me and kiss my hand as your superior.”
“Oh come on!” JR exclaims as the crowd react loudly and Bryan turns his head away and lowers it.
“Now Danielson. That is an order. I want you to bow before me, kiss my hand and show the world that you are nothing, that you were wrong to ever oppose me. And then…perhaps I will forget about some of your sins and just beat you quickly at Armageddon.”
Bryan breaths out now, unlatching the title belt and walking forward to the foot of Taker’s throne.
“Yes…now kneel” Taker hurries and points downwards with his hand.
Bryan begins to lower, the crowd shouting and jeering now turning into loud boos as his knee touch the mat.
“Good. Now” he places his hand forward “kiss it.”
Bryan sighs again and goes to reach for it, the boos continuing but then turn to a loud cheer as he throws it back and stands. The Order reacts with shock and anger as the Undertaker’s face become that of pure outrage. Bryan shaking his head and saying “no.”
“You are a fool boy” Undertaker now rises out of the chair slowly “I could have been merciful but now you will feel my full wrath both as the Undertaker and as the owner of this company! You little man are playing in the big boys league now and you are way in over your head, you have been from the moment you dared to take that title from me! And now…” he sits, calming himself “you will not wait for Armageddon for my vengeance to begin. Tonight you will face Samoa Joe, Kishin and Mankind in a 3 on 1 handicap match in our main event. And…oh yes; It will be no disqualification!” The crowd reacts, mostly with boos as Bryan lowers his head and heads out of the ring, dejected.
“What an idiot!” Cornette calls “now you see why I dumped that loser Ross? He could have done that one simple thing and cost himself a lot of grief and preserved his body for the title match. Now he has made the Undertaker mad, made things worse! Moron!”
“I think it was something called pride Jim” JR replies “Bryan has developed pride in himself and has become too great a champion to stoop so low.”
“You know I hear it’s hard to be unemployed these days JR. Not to mention hard on the family at this time a year” Cornette responds with smugly and watches as JR shuts up and lowers over the table in aggravation “yeah, thought so.”
“Oh and one last thing” Undertaker continues now “the purpose of the Order of Darkness was to bring Order to this company and while there is still work to be done dominance has been achieved and these men are an Order no longer. The Order has been brought. From this time force as the ruling council of this company my army and I will be known as the Dominion!” The crowd and announcers react to that new name “and our Dominion will reign strong but fair. You will all join us as we embark into this new age. For some a Dark age, for some a Golden Age but for all it will be the age…of the Undertaker!”
With that the lights turn to blue and purple with white lightening and smoke filling the arena. The Order looking on top of the world, and they are and at the centre sitting on his throne, looking over all with his eyes rolled back is the new owner the Undertaker.

Then it’s our opening match of the new era as we learn that moments ago Mankind ordered an over the top rope battle royal with all tag teams including the Brood in it to decide who will earn the right to face the Guns for the Tag Team titles at Armageddon. After a hard fought and tense match the new debuting team from New Japan No Limit were able to dump Christian out from behind with a dropkick eliminating him and DH Smith to win the match. As they celebrate Edge and Christain curse and look into the ring at the new team who will now get their shot against the guns. A new era indeed.

When we return from break No Limit are caught by our cameras backstage being spoken to outside the owners office by Mankind and Gabriel. We do not hear all of the exchange but as the cameras get closer we here more.
“You will represent the Dominions interests” Gabriel speaks in his dark tone.
“It is your mission from the owner to take those titles from those two invalids!” Mankind adds. Both Japanese men seem to understand, nodding and replying yes.

This Chris Sabin is himself in action with Shelly in his corner as he faces off against the Dominion’s X Division Champion Darkside of Hayabusa. The match is a hard hitting, X Division extravaganza with ends when Hayabusa hits the Dark Phoenix Splash for the win.

We are now in the darkly lit, redecorated owner’s office. We are told by Cornette that a camera crew was given access to show any and all meetings held there. The camera shows the door that has a line through Dutton’s name and the Undertaker symbol now below it around to the dimly lit desk where the Undertaker sits with Daffney standing beside him. There is a knock on the door and it is pushes open to reveal the Miz. Miz walks in timidly, white as ghost as he pulls are scared to death Chelsea in behind him.
“Um…Undertaker…Sir…or do you prefer Master?” Miz stutters as he steps up to the desk.
“You are not in the Dominion. Sir will do” Taker responds “what do you want.”
“I just wanted to say how great of a job I think you’re doing tonight and how much better you are that that idiot…”
“Get to the point. I’m a busy man Miz.”
“Oh…uh..yeah…right, sorry” Miz backs off and rubs his hands “well you see Taker I know you are having the title match this month but I was wondering if I could get a shot at another one…maybe the Intercontinental Championship?”
“Well Miz see the thing is that, correct me if I am wrong, you lost the X Division Championship at Summerslam.”
“Yes” Miz nods nervously.
“You failed to beat Liger for the Intercontinental Championship a month later.”
“Yeah…but see…the thing is…”
“And then you failed to beat Bryan for the Championship last night. You should be glad of that one. But! Seems to me that you may have failed upwards but you still failed and having failed at the top last night the fair and orderly thing to do now is to put you back at the bottom of the pile and have you start over. You need to prove yourself to me that you can be a Champion.”
“Oh…yeah…ok…”
“There a problem with that?” Undertaker looks up under a scowl only he can pull off.
“Oh no! No sir!” Miz retreats with his hands up into the scared Chelsea behind him who holds onto him tightly.
“Good. Because you have your first chance tonight in a match with…Kurt Angle.”
The crowd pops as Miz gulps and looks like he has just seen a ghost.
“Oh…Angle…ok…cool” he bows and turns to leave, grabbing Chelsea who cannot leave soon enough.
“Oh and Miz” Taker stops him “next time you ask for a title match from a man you helped put on shelf and screw over, man up about it.”
Miz turns with a white face back towards him and nods.
“You can go now.”
With that Miz and Chelsea hurry out the door, shutting it behind them with haste.
Taker smiles and begins to chuckle as we fade to a break.

When we return Awesome Kong takes on and defeats Hamada in dominant and determined manner. She snatches her title belt from the referee, standing and looking out at the hard camera with a snarl that says without words “whose next?”
*Play Kendra*
The crowd stands with anticipation as Kendra storms out of the curtain and marches down with intent to the ring. Kong turns, standing her ground and throwing the title belt down and getting a ready stance. Kendra gets into the ring and walks right up to her, both women snarling and going nose to nose.
“Here we go again. Picking up right from last night!” JR calls.
*Play Trish*
The crowd roar to life with a standing ovation as Trish Stratus walks through the curtain to return. Both monstrous women in the ring turn their heads slowly to look at her as she comes down the ramp and with determination steps into the ring and up to them with a mic in hand. The crowd erupts in chants of “welcome back! Welcome back!” as Trish smiles at them but then turns back to the beats before her with steely determination.
“Hey, remember me?” She looks to Kendra who glares back “yeah…I know there are lot of changes going on around here lately and hell my body was a price on the road to it. But now I am back and I am here for two things, one I am going to get revenge” she looks at Kendra again to a loud pop “and second; I want that belt back and I don’t care who I have to go through to get it!” Kong now in turn turns to her and glares “so ladies time to step up because I’m back and its payback time!”
With that she drops the mic and steps forward. All three women have a heated three way stare off as officials fill the ring and pull them apart. Trish glaring with eyes that could kill at both Kendra and the title as we cut to…

The Undertaker’s office where he is watching with keen interest, raising his head in contemplation towards the screen. Daffney looks nervous as hell as she looks to him with worry.
“Shall I have Kendra and few hands take care of her?” She asks him.
“No…” Taker replies to Daffney’s disappointment “no. I think this will be quiet interesting. Besides…she has paid for her sins and she could be…useful.”
With that we fade to another break.

Then its Kurt Angle taking on the Miz as made earlier. Chelsea can only watch through her hands as her man tries but ultimate fails and gets used as a stress ball for the enraged Angle, taking out all his frustrations on Miz and then making him tap to the ankle lock for the win. Not letting go until officials group and pull him off. He looks down at Miz with rage and then up to the camera with a scowl that says it all.

The cameras now have caught up with AJ Styles backstage who is standing alone in a corridor, head low and face that of dark depression. A man with much on his mind. At the far end of the corridor a figure walks and then stops seeing him and coming over. Its Daffney with a clip board in hand.
“AJ…”she walks over.
“What do you want Daffney?” AJ snaps at her.
“Now now…is that any way to talk to the official secretary and assistant to the owner of the WWF?” She replies snidely.
“No…” he turns away in defeat.
“Seems you have a lot on your mind; Sadness, anger. Seems you need to work it out, take it out on something. But…” she glazes over the clipboard “we are fully booked for tonight. How about I put you on the road with the best opponents I can find and then next week on Raw you will get your chance for revenge, take it out on something responsible for tonight…not that Shawn would see it that way” AJ turns away from her with aggravation, Daffney laughs and continues “how about next week you against Kishin. Non title match of course but it will be most…interesting. What do you say?”
He straightens now to look at her “yeah…yeah!”
“Good. See you soon” she smiles, turns and leaves him to his brooding.

And then in our final match before the main event KENTA defeats Dolph Ziggler in quick fashion looking hot heading out his Survivor Series win.

And in our main event Bryan Danielson faces Kishin Liger, Samoa Joe and Mankind. Bryan puts up a fight at first but soon with no rules and the sheers numbers he is overcome. From that point on it gets bad as the three of them take turns in beating the living hell out of him, not even thinking of winning but enjoying punishing the champion. Soon chair is brought into play with all three men use with their unique styles to eventually bust Bryan wide open. His blood spills the mat as still the merciless beating continues.
“This is getting hard to watch” JR comments.
“I think it’s great! The best thing I’ve seen all year” Cornette yells in gleeful response “what an early Christmas present from our great new boss!”
Finally and mercifully Joe nails the Muscle buster onto a chair and pins Bryan for the three.
As Bryan lays in pool of his own blood as the three stands over him the Undertaker makes his way out to boos. The Phenom steps into the ring and up to Bryan, leaning over him and picking him off the mat by the throat with a mic in the other hand.
“See what happens when you defy me boy?” Taker sneers “before I may have forgiven you somewhat and been merciful. Now…now this is but a taste of what I will do at Armageddon. I will take every wrong you have done to me out of you piece by piece, bone by bone, gallon by gallon of blood! And when it’s all done I will not only be you boss but I will stand by your battered remains as your Champion! See you then little man!”
With that he drops him and lets him slump hard to the mat. His music hits as he stand among his elite troops, eyes rolled back and smile over his face.
“And folks” JR calls “It’s only just begun.”
With that the show fades to black.

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Armageddon Build Up Week 2
*Play Signature*

We open Raw seeing the face of the Phenom as he looks up, seated upon his throne.
“The weak perish, the strong survive. This is the way of things, the way of life and way an echo system and…an establishment must run. The weak only weaken the whole. As such tonight there will begin a tournament to decide who will face my new acquisition Kishin Liger for his championship. I brought Liger into my darkness and now he must prove himself worthy of it. Tonight he will have a trial against that outspoken young AJ Styles and then at Armageddon his will defend his precious prize that came to Dominion with him, the Intercontinental Championship. Whoever emerges victories will be the most worthy challenger to that prize. There is also a prize for the woman that was once in the Dominion put is now property of a beast. Tonight we will decide who will the one to try and take it from her. Kendra may be in the Dominion but she too must prove herself after her defeat last week. If she proves to be the most worthy she will face Kong, if Trish Stratus wins tonight she will be the most worthy no matter her allegiance. And that leads me finally to Bryan Danielson and my title match with him in two weeks. Bryan is a fool; he decided to spit in my face when I offered forgiveness instead of penance and absolution instead of wrath. Now the later will come down upon him tenfold. Bryan Danielson is apparently still….unwell after his beating last week and I advise him to take these next two weeks off, heal up, because after Armageddon he will never wrestle nor perhaps even walk ever again. Enjoy the show.”

*Play Raw Intro*

We then open after the intro with our first match in the IC tournament as Ken Shamrock defeats Booker T to advance.

Next as the Dominion’s representative in this Samoa Joe downs The British Bulldog choking him out with the coquina clutch.

We are now backstage, a camera crew catching up and asking questions of Kurt Angle.
“What is your take on the new management so far?”
“My take? It’s a damn joke! That’s my take!” he shouts as he pulls on his knee pads and stands to point down the camera “and I don’t care who sees that and what they do about it. That son of bitch is evil, pure evil. Oh he used good words and convincing arguments to justify it to everyone…and himself. But the way I see this new regime is just the same as Starling, Hitler and every other extreme cult that has rose to power with good words, political scheming and bullying! And you know what I am going to do about it? The right thing! I am going to stand up for what I stand for, go out there and kick as much ass as it takes to get to him and his puppets and beat the hell out of them! And I don’t care if I get fired for it! Oh it’s true it’s damn…”
He trails off and narrows his eyes beyond the camera; it turns as AJ Styles walks into shot to a positive crowd reaction.
“What the hell do you want?”
“Hey! You backed me when I questioned Shawn” AJ protests.
“Yeah…but you listened to his puppets words from behind that mask of his.”
“Liger…Liger isn’t himself. If we could get him to a doctor, some help he could retake control from….”
“Listen to yourself! You are defending a traitor by stating he is insane! And what about Foley? Should we get shrinks for him as well?” Angle sneers.
“I…”
“Exactly. Liger is a traitor and I don’t care if it was Jushin, Kishin or Mulan! Psycho schizophrenics shouldn’t be allowed in this business and he used that one both of them to turn them to his cause just as he uses weaker men’s egos and ambition. Way I see it there are only a few good men left in this company who will stand up for what is right no matter the cost. You just have to ask yourself AJ, if you are one of them.”
With that Angle walks past Styles who lowers his head in contemplation, then looks up and back after him.

Next the IC tournament continues as KENTA defeats the returning MVP.

Then No Limit showed their skills again heading into their title match by defeating The New Age Outlaws in a tag bout.

Edge and Christian are now caught walking backstage talking intently about something, they are stopped and evidently shouted at and ordered away somewhere by Mankind.

The final first round match I the tournament sees Charles Ecktor defeat Kazarian.

Then it is the match has been waiting for since after Summerslam as she comes out set to face Kendra. But as Kendra makes her way out Kong attacks, beating the hell out of her and throwing her from the stage to the floor below. Trish is announced the winner of the title shot due to Kendra not being able to compete and she stares at Kong from the ring in confusion and aggravation, Kong breathing hard and staring right back.

We are now in a dark room lit only with a few lights, highlighting the features of Mankind and Gene Okerlund sitting opposite on folding chairs.
“Mankind, thank you for giving us time of this interview. We have heard rhymes and reasons for the past from the new owner but we want to ask you as he right hand man what is the future for this company?”
“The future? The future is as he says Okerlund. As you have seen so far he is a fair man. If you follow the rules you will be allowed you opportunities, if you cause anarchy and chaos then you will be dealt with….like Kong.”
“Kong?”
“Did you not see that last match? Actions like that will no longer be tolerated around here. Interference in or around an advertised match will be dealt with depending on the scale of the offense.”
“What will he do?”
“We will see….for these matters he may defer it to me.”
“I have to say. I am surprised at you’re….”
“Eloquence?”
“Calm.”
“I see. Well I am despite appearances a well read man. Now rabid as I may have been before I have finally come to a tranquil settlement that benefits two of us and allows me to better serve the Dominion as second in charge around here now. We can’t have a crazed madman running the company now can we…no and the true Mankind when first reborn by my masters gift as rabid, childlike and even uncontrollable force. But the Lord of Darkness knows that hold over one of me is not true hold. He knows that multiple personalities means that he would only have hold over Mankind, but he needed control of Mick Foley. And by bringing out enough of Mick Foley to inject it into Mankind now Mankind is a merging of the two. Now I can be a vicious and wild as Mankind but as intelligent as Mick Foley…a man’s quality he needs so that I can help him run this company. Scary isn’t it? With those two qualities mixed I am now more dangerous than ever and in return for that my master has supreme loyalty from both me and us. Have a nice day.”
“Yes…well…” Okerlund seems unnerved as he turns to the camera crew and orders them to cut it, we then go to break.

When we return we are shown footage of during the break where Awesome Kong is arrested by security and turned over with heavy protest to the police. “What are they going to charge her with?” JR asks. “Assault! You can’t just throw people off stages you know! Cornette retorts.

And then finally is our Main Event now announced as no DQ’s as AJ Styles takes on Kishin Liger. The match is heated, brawling and get high flying and technical. Liger is far more aggressive and uses vicious painful looking moves intended to hurt rather than the flash and flare of his masked alter ago. Several times in the match AJ tries to reason with Liger and several times he is promptly punched or kicked in face. “Kishin does not want help, he likes it here” JR Comments. The match comes to an end as Liger is caught coming off the top rope into Styles Clash and AJ hits it for 1…2…NO! Liger kicks out to everyone’s shock. AJ stands exhausted and goes to pick Liger up, grabbing himself and chair, setting it down and going in again as Kishin rises up. He then turns and AJ grabs him and says “I’m sorry” before going for his intent and stops seeing something change in Kishin’s eyes. The scowl gives way to sadness, the frown to almost a plea for help. “Is that…has AJ’s offers broken away? Has Jushin taken hold?” JR asks. AJ looks down at him and swallows hard, Liger now is offering himself to AJ, begging him to do it. AJ stands his ground unable to move and then….Kishin rises up and blasts him in the face with poison mist, and drops AJ with a brain buster onto the chair for 1…2…3!
Liger rises up with an evil smile, snatches his title and leaves AJ laying in dismay.

We then cut to backstage seeing Angle watching this on a monitor and shaking his head as fade to black.

Sunday Night Heat Results

Amazing Red defeated Tiger Mask

Kenta Kobashi defeated Dolph Ziggler

6 Man Tag Team Match
No Limit & Owen Hart defeated Harlem Heat & Kaz

Raw Build up Week 3 For Armageddon

*Play Signature*

Kurt Angle walks into the building and is caught by our cameras as he sets down his bag and then walks forward, his eyes fixed on something off the screen. The camera pans around to see he looking at the white board containing tonight’s matches, him looking intently as it reads “AJ Styles & Kurt Angle VS Darkside of Hayabusa & Kishin Liger.” He lets out a sigh and shakes his head, looking frustrated to stay the least as he grabs his bag and pushes and past the camera crew and walking off screen.

*Play Opening*

We open with the voice of Jim Ross as the camera pans the capacity crowd.
“Yes indeed ladies and Gentleman. We saw that huge main event match but we also have the semi finals and finals of the Intercontinental Championship Tournament here tonight live on Raw!” We now cut to the announce position. “And what a title match it will be as in the semi main event of Armageddon two of the Dominion’s finest in Samoa Joe and Liger will face off for the IC title! Oh yeah!” Cornette yells in excitement.
“You’re a real puppet with strings these days aren’t ya?” JR retorts.
“Hey! Watch it! Your still on probation.”
“Well that remains to be seen is all I am saying” JR shifts uncomfortably “with that said lets head into our very first match of the night and it is a semi final match in the tournament.”

Our first match of the night sees KENTA take on Charles Ecktor. Cornette is heavily behind his man as KENTA matches him. Charles tries some dirty tactics but they fail as KENTA hits the GTS for the win.

We are now shown a graphic of Awesome Kong being arrested and are told we will get a statement tonight.

“Ladies and Gentleman” JR says from the announce table “this footage was filmed earlier today. Ours crews where setting up in our new owner’s office when this began”:
We now cut to the cameras in the Undertaker’s darkened and redecorated office, he has fully moved in to stay now. He is sitting with his hands cupped and Daffney standing beside him, head lowered into his hands as Edge and Christian are yelling at him.
“…How can we prove ourselves if you’re not going to use us!” Christian pleads.
“Yeah! I’m a former freaking World Champion for crying out loud! And do you know how many times we have held the tag titles? A lot!” Edge adds.
Taker boils over now and un-cups his hands, slamming one down hard on the table in rage which silences the room.
“Silence!” He growls and looks up at them in pure rage “time and again you failed me time and again I give you a change and again you failed me. But if you want a chance I have a task for you. Daffney!” He turns his head towards her “go and show them.
“Yes my Lord” she bows and goes to show them out.
“Thanks…we won’t let you down” Edge bows away with his brother.
“No, you won’t. And if either of you ever talk to me like that again I will make sure you are ripped apart by those you consider friends and you will be out on your ass before you can even apologize.”
“Sir we are…”
“GO!”
With that the three hastily leave the room, the camera panning back over to the Undertaker who breaths out and sits back in his chair, narrowing his eyes.

“And speaking of that location” Cornette says when we come back “we have some action going on back their right now. Let’s take a look.”

We are again in the office of the Undertaker but this time the Miz is opposite the desk with Chelsea cowering behind him.
“Umm sir. I know that Angle beat me pretty well and good two weeks ago. But about that starting on the bottom of the ladder thing. I kinda think maybe…if its okay…would you give me a second chance? I mean Cornette helped us do…”he trails off as Undertaker shots him a icy stare “…that thing we did. And he’s representing you on commentary.”
“First of all Cornette apologized and bowed down before me on several occasions, begged of me for forgiveness before I earned his trust. And secondly the only reason I gave him the good is because my army are many things but broadcasters is not among them. He can do that and he has done and adequate job so far. As for you. You are exactly the type of person I intended to crush when I started this take over, the type I would not hesitates to fire if they did even the slightest wrong!”
Miz swallows hard.
“But…you have asked for another chance and I will give it to you. You have a match later tonight against…me.”
Miz looks like he is about to mess himself and then faint, going white.
“I need to work out to clear the rust before my title match. Now go and I will see how well you do out there. Please me and I may end it quickly.”
“Umm…..yes…thanks…” Miz nods timidly and backs with his girl out the door.
We are now on the other side with Mean Gene as he walks up with another camera crew.
“Miz the whole world just saw it. Tonight you will go one on one with the owner of this company. The Undertaker. How do you intend to approach this match?”
“Well…I…” Miz is uncharacteristically lost for words but then shakes it off and puts on a mask of confidence “well I intend to win of course. I mean what better way to prove myself to him than by beating him, the mythical and powerful Undertaker! Well I think he is a great boss but in the ring he is going to have to deal with the new breed of superstar, the pineal of them all, and the man that tonight will defeat the number one contender and start earning his way to his rightful title rematch against whoever wins. Because I’m the Miz and I’m Awesome….” He is cut off as Kurt Angle barges right past him, pushing him aside and entering the office.
We cut back to the camera inside it as the door flies open and Undertaker looks up.
“What the hell? I can barely stay in the same room as that guy and now I am teaming with him!” Angle yells.
“It seemed appropriate. You are the last that dared to stand against me and evidently still do. I admire that, it take courage that most of them out there don’t have the balls too. But you represent a movement, a resistance that’s remnants must be stamped out. Now you are one and the same, you fates one and the same and I will destroy you both with one single stomp. Meanwhile you as lonely courageous fighters can stand together and do your best to stop me. Good luck with that.”
Angle breath hard and reels back as he stares at the Phenom and lets the words sink in.
“You can go no” Taker grins slightly as he speaks “oh and Angle. Maybe Dutton allowed you to come in here like that but next time it won’t be your body passing through the door, it will be your head in it! Understand?”
Angle narrows his eyes and leaves with a start as we cut back to ringside.

Next is the second semi final match in the IC title tournament. Samoa Joe takes on Ken Shamrock a match many pure wrestling fans are very intrigued by. As we are reminded Shamrock is undefeated thus far since his return to the WWF and he has done so with the same smash mouth, submission style Joe also employees. The match is a heated realistic almost MMA style bout for five minuet but soon breaks down outside, Joe charging Ken over the guard rail and the referee counting them both out. Joe is not done though, beating the hell out of Shamrock some more, grabbing a chair and hitting a muscle buster onto the chair breaking it and Shamrock in half and leaving him laying still as he snorts and heads up the ramp.

When we return from break we are again in the office of the Undertaker where Kishin Liger has joined him.
“This means KENTA will be the one to face you. And interesting outcome but Joe’s actions seemed justified. And maybe it is apt that the strongest challenger of the pack that will challenge your throne will be your fellow countryman” Undertaker speaks and a present translator relays to the seething Liger “I will make sure you and he are ready for it. But for now you have a tag match. I want you and Hayabusa to destroy the infidels who dared to stand against me. Wipe them out permanently. Understand?”
After getting the translation Kishin grins sadistically and nods in understanding.
“Tell Hayabusa. And make sure that both of you attend your session in the morning. There is still much work that needs to done to make sure your weak side never surface again. Next week we will see how far you have come from that weak Jushin.”
Kishin nods and bows with respect before leaving the room.

“Well what a development. Shamrock and Joe were counted out and now KENTA gets a BYE. Now KENTA will face Liger and in my mind rightfully so for the Intercontinental Championship at Armageddon” JR calls as we are now back at the announce table.

Next Trish Stratus defeats Sarita in a good women’s bout and look strong heading into her apparent title match is the champion is released in time.
Trish now grabs herself a microphone. “Ok enough crap. I wanted Kendra last week…and you have no idea how much it pained me to see her ripped away from me like that. So Kong not only do you now have my title you also have annoyed me. But I don’t even know if that’s happening now so I want someone to come out right now and let me know the deal.”
She waits for a few moments until.
*Play Mankind*
Mankind comes out onto the stage.
“I speak now Ms. Stratus for the Dominion and our Lord and Master the Undertaker. Awesome Kong was released on bail and Kendra will not press charges. However…she still must be punished so to make sure she pays, and we hope you are up to the task, you title match at the PPV will now be no holds barred! My favorite! Have a nice day!”
Trish seems cool with that but JR relays his problems with it on commentary. “Oh come on it’s so obvious! The Undertaker just wants these women to destroy each other in two weeks so when Kendra gets back she can pick up the pieces!” “It’s called punishment JR! He will now allow anarchy like these women have been causing and watch you tone when speaking about the owner!”

The Undertaker then returns to action on Raw for the first time since April as he takes on the Miz. The Miz tries but the Phenom destroys him and as Chelsea can only look away drops him on his head with a tombstone for the 1…2…3. Undertaker smiles and looks more evil that ever as he posses after his win.
“Well there is the challenger but let’s talk about the champion” JR cuts in “Folks right now live by satellite from his home in Aberdeen Washington is the WWF Champion Bryan Danielson.”

The crowd let out a cheer as sitting in an arm chair in his home, a fading bruise and gash over his eye fading and the title belt facing us on his lap.
“Mr. Danielson I am sure you are watching and saw what just happened to your former partner and last challenger The Miz at the hands of the man you will defend that title against in two weeks, the owner of this company, the Undertaker. I can see the wounds just healing after the brutal assault you were subjected to two weeks ago and I have to ask with those and what you have just seen in mine what are you’re…”
“Mind if I cut in?” Cornette cuts him off “Hey Bryan, hey champ! How’s it going?”
Bryan shifts with irritation and his face turns to that of annoyance and anger.
“How does it feel knowing that you somehow managed to piss off the guy you helped shelve, take his title and his manager even more? How does it feel knowing you could have avoided this without that ego of yours and how does it feel knowing that after we helped you keep that title time and time again, this time you are going in alone?”
“Well Cornette, you know what the feel? I feel something I never felt while taking your cheap way out. Pride! Pride in my work! You see when I stepped into that glass cage with my former teacher it was like I was reborn, absolved and reborn in blood and extreme violence. You see when I lay there on the mat having finally defeated Shawn one on one fair and square it felt good, I felt honor and pride and from that day forth I knew that I wanted to be that champion. And that is the man I was when I beat Miz and that’s the man and champion I will be, standing alone and with self respect Jim, when I beat the Undertaker.”
“Good to hear” JR sounds pleased “but back to my original question. The Undertaker?”
“Well JR like I said I regret what I did at the start of my reign and now I want to make all the wrongs right. And I know that the biggest was the Undertaker. Beneath the twisted, power hungry and evil man he has become is the man I owe this title shot to” he laughs a bit “you see I have every right to sue Taker and leave his employee for good, leave this company and the dark place it has become and take my title belt with me to NWA or ROH….but because of what I did, because of what I owe the man he was I will give him his shot and his chance for vengeance. But make no mistake about it; I am not leaving Armageddon without this championship belt.”
“Well, thank you for your time…”
JR trails off as Danielson’s lights start to flicker.
“What? What the hell?” Bryan asks as he looks around, fearful voices in the background.
“Well it can’t be the Undertaker…Bryan’s a hundred miles away and he’s here…” JR comments in confusion.
Finally the light cut out and a women in the background screams. We then hear the sounds of breaking glass and a door being forced open. The lights come back up and the women’s screams get louder, Danielson yelling “what the hell?” Before being jumped on by Edge and Christian. The camera shakes, voices yell and scream as the two tips the chair and beat the hell out of Bryan.
“Good God, that’s a man’s home! Someone call the police!” JR yells over the noise and chaos.
Christian breaks a lamp over his head and then Edge grabs him and throws him hard through the wall to lay on the carpet in a bloody, battered mess.
Edge now leans down with an evil smirk “courtesy of the Lord of Darkness.”
“Come on Edge let’s go!” Christian yells and the two run out, Edge knocking over the camera the screen filling with static before we cut back to the arena.

As the crowd react still standing in the ring is the Undertaker who has been watching all of this. A broad grin is now across his face as he begins to chuckle.
“That evil son of a….” “JR! I thought you liked this job!” Cornette cuts JR off.
With that the Undertaker goes through the ropes and continues looking at the screen and smiling as he heads to the back.

And the in our main event Kishin Liger & Darkside of Hayabusa take on the team of Kurt Angle & AJ Styles. Despite some initial problems, AJ is now totally committed to Liger being the enemy after last week’s events. The match is a long, drawn out high impact violent brawl/wrestling match but in the end AJ and Angle able to work well together as AJ hits the Styles clash on Liger and Angle hits the Angle Slam on Hayabusa for the win.
Both stand and look over at each other, an understanding between the two that they work well together. Angle then eventually nods in AJ’s direction and leaves the ring as Styles watches him go.

We now cut to a screen in the owners office showing this, the camera pulling back to show the Undertaker sitting at his desk, Daffney looking at him in worry as he sits with his hands cupped and watching the events intently.
“Seems this will take longer than I thought. No matter, they will be eliminated.”
With that the show fades to black.

[Valdora]

Sunday Night Heat Week 4

Hamada defeated Angelina Love w/ Velvet Sky via pinfall

LAX defeated Sir Ecktor & Wade Barrett via pinfall

And Randy Savage defeated Ken Anderson & Dolph Ziggler via pinfall.

Raw Week 4: Go Home Show for Armageddon

*Play Intro*
We open Raw as always with Jim Ross and his new comrade at the announce table Jim Cornette.
“Hello everyone and welcome to Monday Night Raw and tonight we are on our final leg heading into Armageddon. And folks after last week’s brutal home attack on Bryan Danielson, despite it indeed, he has issued a statement online and to the office that he will be here tonight. We still await his arrival but if he does show what condition will be in?”
“Maimed! I knew that boy was an idiot!” Cornette cuts in to reply.
“And what will happen?”
“Things will get worse for him! And I will love it!” Cornette cries with glee.
“Well…yes. And also folks coming up first is a six man elimination match to decide who will face Hayabusa for the X Division Championship this Sunday!”

And that match happens next. The participants being Kaz, Shannon Moore, Amazing Red, Kenta Kobashi, Tiger Mask IV and Owen Hart. Moore was eliminated first via a pin from Kobashi. Tiger Mask was next pinned by Kaz. Moore then tapped out to Owen. Kaz eliminated Kobashi via pinfall. And then in the final fall Owen managed to make Kaz tap out to the sharpshooter to earn himself the title match this Sunday!

We cut back to announce table as Owen Hart’s music plays and he celebrates.
“Indeed our congratulations go to Owen Hart. That is Sunday. But also after last week folks what will also be on Sunday is a rematch between Samoa Joe and Ken Shamrock. This match was ordered by the Phenom himself and indeed that will be very interesting indeed.”

The Motor City Machine Guns look strong heading into their tag team championship defense as they defeated The Steiner Brothers in a good high action tag team match.

Then equally No Limit downed Hazard & the Dynamite Kid. As they got their hands raises MCMG came out onto the stage and held up their title belts, No Limit staring right back at them from the ring.

When we return from break the Guns are caught by Gene Okerlund and our cameras.
“Gentleman. We just saw the stare down between the two of you and I have to ask what your thoughts are heading into the title match against the men who seem to have the Dominion in their ears telling them they must defeat you come Sunday?”
“Well that will remain to be seen Gene. It took is a lot and I mean A LOT to get us these belts and we are NOT giving them up lighting” Shelly replies as he holds up the title. “Yeah and no second class deports from Japan who have the boogey man in their ears are going to take them from us!” Sabin adds.
“Strong words about the owner gentleman. Are you at all worried about repercussions, you did also stand up to them with AJ Styles and Shawn Michaels.”
“Yeah and we got a beating for it. But that was then and this is now. Now we are champions but one thing has not changed. The guns are not afraid of the dark!” With that the two high five, take their belts and leave the area. But in the background No Limit are watching intently, and behind them in the shadows we see the forms of Mankind and Gabriel.

Our camera’s now catch the Miz walking wearingly towards the owner’s office.
“Mike. Seriously! Every time you have asked him it has gotten worse. I can’t see you beat like that again! He will put you in a cage match with 3 men or something! Mike no!” Chelsea is begging him.
“Don’t you think I know that?” Miz snaps back at her “and it’s non of you business. But unless I go out there and start fighting, maybe even start winning these battles then what hope do I have here?....”
He trails off as he walks right into Daffney.
“Daffney I…”
“He hasn’t got time for you Miz. He was done with you last week” Daffney says nonchalantly.
“Yeah but if you just…”
“You want a match? Then go to the ring and he will provide a match for you. And a suitable opponent” She grins at him.
He steps back a bit but then his bravado takes over and he shrugs him shoulders, turning and leaving. Chelsea following in protest.

*Play The Miz*
Miz makes his way out, trying to do so in his usual cocky manner but you can see the stride in his step in weakened by the crushing defeats he has suffered after fed to monster after monster these past few weeks. Chelsea looks worried as hell but he shrugs her off and grabs himself a microphone.
“What? What are you all looking at? Oh the dead man walking right? Well no! You see I don’t care if Kurt Angle wants to be a psychopath and endanger my ankle, which is heeled now by the way, or if the Undertaker wants to run through me. I am still the Miz and nothing can keep me down. You know why? Huh? Well what other choice do I have? Give in? Beg for mercy and roll over so the new boss can see how weak I am and stop using me, even fire me! No! I am the Miz and I deserve where I am! I deserve to be a champion because I live like a champion! When I wake up in the morning I am a champion, when I brush my teeth I am a champion, when I play Xbox I am a champion! And when I take a crap I am a champion! Oh yeah!” The crowd reacts, many in laughter as the Miz seems to frown at his own words for a moment but continues “yeah it’s true. And you are all losers just hoping for a bout of good luck. If I was all of you I would roll over and say ‘it’s not fair!’ and just give up. But if I give up here, the place where legends are born, where else do I have to go? The NWA? Yeah if I want to see self righteous pricks as champion. Oh Punk I got news for you, there is Caffeine in a Pepsi! That’s a drug! Oh and Jeff Jarrett: Nobody wants to see you! My dead grandmother draws more ratings than you do!” He yells in the camera to a loud response from the crowd. “ROH? Well maybe if I got over the fact I fall asleep watching their show long enough to see glorified enhancement talent being champions!”
The crowd reacts again as JR cuts in “folks we apologize for the Miz’s comments. He is obviously distressed…”
“Dragon Gate?” He bursts out laughing now “are you kidding? At these those other two have sense and wrestling! That show finishes and I check to see if I was smoking pot! Because I’m being damned I know what’s going on. So they brought a bunch of dead Federations. News for you JK or whatever that Mexican is called, changing you name may change a few things on the surface. Well it would be at least honest if it was called Completely Retarded Non-Wrestling! But yeah…that would only last a week. The reason nobody watches you show is because your wrestlers suck, your matches suck and buddy YOU SUCK!” The smarts members of the crowd, and many others are going nuts at this point, Miz is going nuts “yeah I know…oh my f’king God! This is worse than Legends of Wrestling! Oh yeah….now I have said my piece. Bring out my opponent because the Miz as I just proved will not lie down! Because I’m the Miz! And I’m Awesome!”
*Play Samoa Joe*
“Oh my God! Folks I am being told this is Undertaker wanting Joe to be ready for his match on Sunday! And after all the things Miz just said….has said in the past. I think his former ally may leave him a stain o the canvas here!” JR calls.

And indeed Samoa Joe pummels Miz into oblivion, finally and mercifully choking him out with the coquina clutch.
“Folks he’s not tonight due to his injuries last week but Ken Shamrock will their Sunday! It’s this dark beast against the undefeated Most dangerous man in the world! What will happen when they collide?”

Then Awesome Kong returns to wipe the floor with Sarita in under one minute! As she gets her hand raised she snatches it away, snatches her title and goes to head up the ramp when Trish appears at the top of it. She has a microphone.
“Enjoy my title while it lasts Kong! Because this Sunday I am taking it back! I owe Kendra a lot and it will be that much sweater to give it to her while holding that title belt on my shoulder. Then and only then will all be right in the world. You think this skinny blond is another twig to snap? Well get ready for the surprise of your life women! No DQ’s sounds good to me. See you Sunday!”

When we return from break.
*Play Kurt Angle*
Angle and AJ Styles make their way out to a loud thunderous ovation from the crowd.
“We are out here right now to let you all know, to let you know Undertaker we have….talked and we have put everything aside” he looks over at AJ who nods back “if last week proved anything it’s that we as the final members of the resistance need to stick together, we work well together. And as one fighting unit we will resist you until our last breath. What can you do Undertaker? Fire us? There are other places to go! Assault us? We will fight you until we can no longer draw breath and no matter the beating will keep coming back for more until your forces dim and you are the only one left! So send you minions Deadman, boss! Because I would rather lose my job, I would rather lose my life than bow down to you! Oh its true, its dam true!”
AJ now takes the mic from the seething Angle.
“Undertaker. I still have that promise to keep. And what you have done at and since Survivor Series has only made it stronger. I will not rest until I beat the hell out of you Undertaker and now as a new promise, we promise that we will not rest until you no longer control this company or our lives…”
*Gong*
He is cut off as the Gong sounds and the light cut out.
Undertaker now appears on the Titantron, looking down at them like a God in judgment.
“But I am in charge of them AJ and the only way to stop that is to give up, give up and walk away from this company just like Shawn Michaels did and Bret Hart was forced to do.”
They stare right back at him.
“I thought not. Well it seems two problems can be solved in one. Edge and Christian want to prove themselves to me, and after they obeyed last week I will allow them the chance. And you two are a problem that needs dealing with. So at Armageddon the two of you will team up again, as the strong allies you are, and take on my Brood. And they will give you a taste of what is to come right now!”
The lights come back up and behind AJ and Kurt are Edge and Christian with steel chairs. Before then can react the chairs are brought down on their backs. Christian then plants his down and then plants AJ hard on the chair with the Killswitch. Edge grabs his chair and places it on his shoulder, charging forward and spearing the hell out of Angle with the chair. The crowd boos as the Brood grin evilly and holds up the chairs then leave the two writhing in pain on the mat.

When we return from break we are backstage where KENTA is walking and walks right into Kishin Liger. Kishin smiles and begins speaking deeply in Japanese, from the tone of his voice is obvious that it is a threat. KENTA raises an eyebrow and then speaks in simple English “Armageddon. That title comes from the darkness to me” and with those simple words he walks away leaving Kishin frothing at the mouth in rage, not knowing what was said but knowing it was a threat or insult or some kind and it makes it worse not knowing what it is. He grabs a runner and throws him into a wall. Then hits a security guard and the grabs a monitor from the stage equipment and with a cry of rage throws it down hard to explode meters away on the concrete floor. Walking away crying and seething with anger as we cut back to the arena.

Now a car pulls up and from it the camera’s catch a gingerly walkin, but head held high, Bryan Danielson in a simple jeans and T-Shirt as he walks with the title on his shoulder, ignoring all questions from many including Okerlund on the way to down the hall towards the ring.

*Play Danielson*
Bryan makes his way out with conviction, pushing his body to walk as normal as he can and perhaps trying to hide how hurt he truly is as he walks into the ring and asks for a microphone.
“Undertaker! I am standing right here! Despite what your jackals did to me three weeks ago and what your glorified hit men did to me last week! I am here to show you I will not be held down and I will not go quietly. You want me title then you are doing to have to fight me for it. You want me? Here I am?” The crowd let out an ‘oh!’ reaction as Danielson stands in the ring, narrow eyed towards the ramp in wait. And wait he second for seconds that seem like minutes and then.
*Play Undertaker*
Undertaker appears on the ramp along, his face that of a scowl of anger, lifting his hands and rolling his eyes back as from the skies lighting travels and hits the ramp, falling down with each before reaching the ring and striking each ring post as the arena is bathed in blue but for the flashes of rumbling lighting.
“What, that’s all you got?” Danielson yells.
Taker snarls again and now the ring posts explode with fire, as does the stage around him. And then as smoke fills the air the lights come back up.
“What that’s it? Just mind game? Your little light show doesn’t scare me Deadman! You want to take me out then come into this ring and do it with your hands like a man!”
“I would…” Taker now has a microphone of his own “I could. And I could have my Dominion come down upon you and make sure not a limp remained attached to your body. But I need you to be able to walk into that arena, into that ring on Sunday. I need you to bring that championship so it can be handed back to me where it belongs. You know it would be so easy to force you to surrender that title to me. But I don’t want that. I want you to suffer. To suffer like never before. For Foundation, for Judgment and most of all for now!” He looks right into the eyes of the champion who stands his ground in the ring “we will see how much balls you have when I rip them off on Sunday! Enjoy what remains of your normal life until then because I promise you will never be the same. Both you and your joke of a title reign will Rest…In…Peace!”
With that he snarls and rolls back his eyes as he music hits. Danielson staring at him with determination as the show fades to black.