Supercard 2/ Foundation 2011 Build

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Foundation/ Supercard 2011 Build Up Week 1

Monday Night Raw

We open with a recap of last night’s historic events. We then go into the shows intro.

The crowd is manic as we pan the arena after the opening thunder pyro.
“Welcome everyone to Monday Night Raw!” JR yells in greeting “we indeed have a new champion on AJ Styles and boy was it a great Wrestlemania. We will here from AJ later tonight plus much more as we head into the massive crossover event known as Supercard and Foundation.”
“Yeah and I won’t be surprised if challenges are made and accepted here tonight” Cornette responds.

*Play Undertaker*

The Undertaker walks with a renewed pride to the ring with the Dominion of mass behind him. He raises the lights and enters the ring as his army spreads out. He then walks over and grabs a microphone.
“Last night I proved to be a man of my word. The Undertaker says what he is going to do and then he does it. Bret Hart is gone forever and now I can move on. And last night I had an epiphany. The resistance is a joke. Their leaders fight amongst themselves over pride and titles while we continue to dominant. And we don’t need titles to do so. I realized that getting rid of Bret was both easy and quick. Bret was the first. You see I can’t just fire your heroes because that would ruin my business. But what I can do is lower their stock and your support in them by beating them just like I did Bret and then firing them just like I did Bret. Bret Hart was the first. I have had enough of this resistance and now at every pay per view event I will take on their leaders one by one with the same rules as my match with Bret last night. I will remove the leaders until only the inexperienced remain and then they will join me or be fired themselves. But who will be my first target you ask? That is easy. One man despite his weaning support and his loss to another of the leaders last night is a veteran, a hero to which all the rookies will follow under his banner. Shawn Michaels. You are the second of the resistances figure heads and now Bret Hart is gone I now move on to you. You and I Shawn will once again battle for the last time at Foundation, and just like Bret you can name your price should you win. Just let me know. But if you fail…if you fail Shawn then just like Bret you are gone forever. You will be next but you will not be the last. Name your terms before this night if over Shawn and the match will be signed. If not then it will be signed without any upside for you. You’re choice. And speaking of challenges…” Taker walks forward, starching his upper lip and then speaking again “over the last couple of months I have heard as a once great man has been reduced to a whinnying child, begging for a rematch with me from last year’s Supercard and giving all the excuses in the world like a little bitch. Sting…will I face you at Supercard? Give you the rematch of the decade? No!” The crowd boos heavily “why should I? What do I have to gain? What do I have to prove? Nothing! I beat you and if you want to revenge for the way that happened then go pester your good friend Ric Flair, because I want nothing to do with you. However the fact I now have things here well in hand means I can move on other endeavors that will become clear very soon. But first there is some house cleaning to do. Kendra, Joe, Mankind, Brood, Hayabusa line up in front of me and be quick about it!”
Mankind steps right forward, stitches and bandages all over. The other three look at each other in worry and step forward to join him. Christian is bandaged all over and can barely move as he winces into line.
“What happened last night?” Undertaker asks them.
The crowd react as all at once they starts yelling their reasons.
“I don’t want your excuses! The Dominion is not the Miz or Sting. We do not lose and then cry excuses about how. Like me we say we are going to do something and then we go out and do it! Is that clear?” The stare at their shoes “I said is that clear!”
“YES SIR!” Most yell back.
Taker twitches his eyes and then lifts the mic to speak again “Mankind at least you put up a fight, get back in line and don’t let it happen again.”
Mankind nods and then rejoins Gabriel and Daffney.
“What?” Christian yells out in protest.
“Kendra you at least have the excuse of a three way. You will deal with that Kong soon enough now get back with Daffney.”
Kendra bows and walks behind him.
“As for the rest of you. There is no excuse! You obviously didn’t try hard enough!”
Christian yells out again and now grabs himself a mic “What? I can barely move! I should be in a hospital bed but I came here on orders!”
“Bro” Edge grabs his shoulder, warning him.
“No Edge! This is BS! I took a move off a cell last night! You know how that is Taker…you have done it enough. And Mankind you certainly do. I can barely stand but I am here. We put everything we had last night, Hayabusa gave his all is his match and now I stand here like this and we didn’t try!”
“Don’t ever” Taker sneers with rage “don’t you ever speak to me in that tone again!”
“Christian please” Edge pleads with him.
“No Phenom. You can go to hell! I quit!” The crowd roars as he turns to leave.
Undertaker breaths out and then stops him “No…you don’t.”
He then lifts up his hand and gestures. With that the Dominion run forward and begin beating the hell out of Christian into the mat on mass, fists and feet all over him as the crowd boos heavily. Hayabusa joins in but Edge looks conflicted as he says out of it.
“Hold on!” Taker stops them and then looks at Edge “finish him off.”
Edge looks on, pleading and shaking him head.
“Finish him off or you will get the same and be gone with him. What matters more? Him…or your job? Remember 2001….who turned on who Edge? Who was always jealous of your success?”
Edge says conflicted for a moment but then he face turns to a snarl. He looks over at Christian and ducts down as Christian holds up his hands and pleads with him not to. Edge however flies forward and spears him in half right on the taped up ribs. Undertaker grins as this and then nods Edge back in line with approval before lifting the mic and looking down at Christian with contempt.
“No you don’t quit Christian because you are fired! Not just from the Dominion but from my company! Now…” he looks at the others “get this piece of trash out of my ring.”
They do so as Taker slowly looks back with a satisfied grin to the camera, the crowd raining down thunderous boos.
“I await your answer Shawn. You have until the end of the show.”
With that the Undertaker music hits and he and Dominion leave the ring, leaving Christian lying on the mats as we cut to break.

When we come back Dolph Ziggler takes on and defeats Kaz. He obviously has a renewed fire after losing MITB last night.

And speaking of MITB when we return from break in the ring is Chelsea and Wade Barret, who is holding the MITB briefcase, standing over the Miz who is lying down with his eyes closed as his music plays. Chelsea and Wade and laughing as the music dies and Miz lifts his microphone to his mouth to speak while still lying on the mat.
“What?” He lifts his head “oh I’m sorry. I was just watching Evan Bourne as a World Champion and it put me to sleep.”
The crowd reacts as he stands with a grin on his face, laughing about his remark with his entourage.
“Let’s face it Bourne and the powers that be down there. No matter how many times Bourne has a great title match, no matter how long he keeps it, he comes on screen and people flip the channel to Raw! But enough about cruiserweights as Heavyweight champions” he walks over and points at the briefcase which Wade holds up “this is what it is about. I am Mr. Money in the bank, thanks in part to my new good friend Wade Barret, and that means I have a year to choose a title match anywhere, any place, any time. So AJ enjoy it while it last because I could cash in tonight, next week or even wait all the way to Wrestlemania. But I know you all are asking why Wade why? Why Miz and not someone else? Why not Mr. Injured again…Inured again? Why not have the contract for himself? Well for that I will let Wade speak for himself.”
Barret takes the mic and raising it with a smug smile “why Miz? Because unlike all of these people and everyone in that locker room I am not selfish and I think in the long term, not in the short term. Two heads are better than one and as the Nexus I and Miz will both rise to the top and dominate every title here and beyond. I helped him rise to the top and one day he will return the favor. It’s simple. You are looking at the future only two WWF Champions because we will decide who gets it when and simply take turns with it. Miz has a year, I have a year. This is our company now because as a combined force, as the Nexus, no one can stop us!”
“And that journey will begin as a unit” Miz takes the mic back “Motor City Machine Guns. You are hereby put on notice. In the main event tonight is a four corners tag team match to decide who will challenge you for the championships at Foundation. And it won’t be the racist Mexicans, its won’t be the Japanese ken dolls and it sure as hell won’t be the old fat men in S&M gear! It will be the Nexus! Why? Because I’m the Miz and he’s Wade Barret, we’re the Nexus and we’re AWESOME!”
Miz’s music hits he grabs Chelsea and swings her around, holding the briefcase up as Barret holds up his arms and we go to break.

Next KENTA is in action and defeats Tiger Mask in a great Japanese Juniorweight match.

Then just before the top of the hour the crowd comes alive as the Intercontinental Champion, fresh off unifying the belt with the X Division championship defeats The Dynamite Kid in a heated bout.
We are now into the second hour as Howard Finkle steps forward in the ring.
“Ladies and Gentleman please welcome the NEW” The crowd roars and stands “World Wrestling Federation Champion! AJ Styles!”

*Play AJ*

Styles blows the roof off with his ovation as he comes out, celebratory fireworks going off as he raises his arms wide in the ring. He then flips his hood back and gets a microphone, the title belt around his waist.
“Well…” he starts but is drowned out by chants of “AJ! AJ! AJ!” “Thanks…really. Well I did it. After all the talking and all the promises last night I ticked off the two biggest dreams I ever had. I main evented Wrestlemania, and I won the World Wrestling Federation Championship” the crowd pop loud in response. “I stand here as the WWF Champion, the belt around my waist and I am here to promise you all that from this moment forth I will be the best WWF Champion there has ever been, I will accept challenges from all comers and I retain this belt night in and night out any time someone wants to try and take it from me. So if anyone worthy wants a shot…then just ask for it.”
The words have barely left his mouth when…

*Play Bryan*

A watches intently as Bryan Danielson enters the ring, then walks over the grabs a microphone of his own and turning back to AJ.
“Sorry Champ. Didn’t mean to interrupt. Congratulations by the way, you earned it” the crowd cheer as AJ nods “but I couldn’t help but here that last part. Because see there have been only four men to hold that championship in the last two years since the changing of the guard. Two of them were legends yes, and two were new comers. One is now you and the other for the majority of last year…was me” the crowd react as AJ raises his head “and see now that everything is done with at Wrestlemania and want my belt back, and seeing as how I beat Kurt Angle in one the best matches of my life last night, I think that makes me by rights the number one contender. What do you say?”
AJ nods “I say you’re on…” he starts.

*Play Daffney*

“Whoa!” Daffney walks out with an arm held up to boos “hang on Bryan, AJ. You don’t decide who the number one contender is. The Dominion does” loud boos “But Bryan you will get your chance. As will four other worthy men. See AJ you want a challenge; well we are going to give you one. One that barely any champion has ever survived. Over the next couple of weeks we are going to have matches to decide the four places up for grabs in Foundations main event. And those four and you AJ will compete in a Scramble match!”
The crowd and the men in the ring react, AJ taking off the belt and looking at it.
“Good luck” she grins smugly as her music plays.
“A scramble match! That match always near certifies a title change! AJ’s reign may be over in less than a month after it began…” JR reacts.
“Genius Dominion, Genius” Cornette replies.
Bryan slowly looks over at AJ and shrugs his shoulders, mouthing good luck and leaving as AJ looks down with meaning in his eyes at his title belt that is now in serious jeopardy.
“Regret saying that fighting champion stuff now AJ? Serves him right!” Cornette rants.
“Well folks the Undertaker may be dealing with other matters but he has not forgotten the title and by God he and his Dominion are going to do everything to get that belt off of him. And they will now likely succeed. A scramble match at Foundation! Damn!”

Next the new Women’s Champion Trish Stratus is given a hell of a reaction as she comes out and sits on commentary to watch the number one contenders match to decide who she will face for the title at Foundation. It’s Hamada against Angelina Love. Love gets beat up and thrown around like a rag doll but Velvet Sky infers and the two use underhanded tactics to cheat Hamada and get a major upset as Angelina wins the match! The Beautiful People parade around the ring in victory and then begin to taunt Trish, who just holds up the belt and tells them to bring it.

When we come back its more big news for Foundation as we are told there will be a second Women’s match on the card. By order of the Dominion Awesome Kong will meet Kendra in their third encounter to settle their feud in a first blood match!

“Ladies and Gentleman. We are now going to Shawn Michaels via satellite. Shawn.”
The crowd pop as sitting in his lounge is HBK. He exhales as JR speaks and then after a moment speaks up.
“It’s funny, despite the fact that I lost in the main event of Wrestlemania…barely but I lost. It feels like I am the prettiest girl at the dance. Everyone wants a dance with HBK. From both sides of the country. First I will address NWA’s golden boy John Morrison. John if you want to take on HBK then you’re on boy, but I wanna let you know that I am not in the best of moods these days, I’m not messin’ and it takes more than a few flips and toned abs to be a Showstopper. Now on to Undertaker. Will I face you at Foundation? You’re damn right I will! As far as what I want” he shifts and rubs his chin as he looks away and then back “this may be selfish. I know all the guys there in the locker room want me to say my stipulation is to do with your control but…they haven’t exactly stood by me lately so hell I will be selfish. Right now there is nothing…nothing! I want more than a rematch with AJ Styles! I made one little mistake, one mistake and it cost me everything. I want him and I want that title back. So that is my terms Undertaker. I win and I am the number one contender with a time and place of my choice. If you win…I’m gone. Well frankly if I don’t get that shot I don’t really care.”
With that Shawn looks down as we fade to our final break.

Then in our main event is a four corners tag team match for the number one Contendership. Harlem Heat VS LAX VS No Limit VS the Nexus. During this back and forth, double move filled high impact battle No Limit and Lax in particular develop a major dislike for each other starting to brawl back and forth, spilling out the ring. Back in the ring Wade takes Stevie Rays head off with a closeline as Miz comes in behind on Booker T and nails a SCF for the 1…2…3. Miz jumps up into Wades arms horizontally and is spun around. The two celebrate cockily as the fans boos loudly when JR cuts in.
“Folks I am being told something is happening right now on NWA Nitro we may be very interested in. So in a first we are now cutting to footage from Nitro right now.
We now change to be shown the Sting promo from Nitro before Raw fades to black.

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Supercard 2 / Foundation 2011 Week 2

Raw

We open Raw with the opening segment of Nitro. The first of two synchronized telecasts of the night.

*Play Intro*

We open Raw with an air of excitement. After the fireworks have exploded from the ramp we pan the live crowd.
“Hello everyone and welcome to Monday Night Raw! And indeed we will be a synchronized telecast tonight with Nitro. No need to touch that dial while the big stuff is going down, we will also bring it to you live on the USA network! We also have lots of the usual excitement of Raw for you all. You cannot miss tonight folks!” JR greets us.
We now cut to the announce table.
“And that’s just the beginning!” Cornette adds “we will have footage from both Ring of Honor’s and Dragon gate USA’s shows over the last week. DGUSA’s being premiered right here, shown for the first time on Raw. Folks we live in exciting times! The order that has been around here is expanding to the entire Pro Wrestling Business! We are going to be the flagship of a new Wrestling empire! This is going to be great Ross!”
“Well…I hope those other companies are ready” JR sighs “but despite that….yeah…it’s worth seeing even if what may be happening may be that. Anyway let’s get going with Monday Night Raw!”

*Play the Nexus/Miz Combo*

The Miz and Wade Barret swagger their way down the aisle, Wade holding up his arms with a smile behind the swaggering Miz, Chelsea behind both of them with the MITB briefcase. They enter the ring and both get microphones.
“Hey Miz,” Barret starts “I hear that the cat is away. Now the mice can play.” They both laugh. “Oh and how they will play,” says Miz “such a shame the reason they aren’t because they have done to ‘expand’ to the NWA. Hey Boss, a word of advice. That ain’t expansion, that’s a downgrade.” The crowd reacts as Barret and he chuckle.
“Yeah and worst of all it seems the team the Nexus originally formed to take out is now split up” Barret adds.
“Split up? Wade…they aren’t even booked on Supercard!” Miz laughs “hell screw those jobbers, they haven’t even got something for their World Champion to do. Then again if you put Evan Bourne in the ring next to any of our big dogs he is either outshined or exposed as a boy in a man’s world. Bourne pst it’s not that your short, or even that you weigh less than 200 pounds…it’s that you look 12! Just staying.”
Miz is laughing and grinning, very pleased with himself when Evan Bourne appears on the Titantron to a huge ovation.
-INSERT BOURNE PROMO-
Miz is speechless for a moment but then switches back to his normal cocky self as Barret and Chelsea look over at him.
“That’s fine ‘champ’. That’s fine Borne…because I am going to do something that has never been done EVER! Chelsea hand me that” she protests, hugging it to her “I know what I’m doing! Hand it over.”
She does so with wide eyes and looks at Barret who shrugs back.
“I am cashing in Money in the bank on the NWA World Heavyweight Championship!”
“What!” JR yells as the crowd goes nuts.
“He can’t do that can he? Can he?” Cornette replies.
Chelsea and Wade also are in heavy protest.
“I know what I am doing…it’s perfect. See Wade I do this and win their World title, finally give that old belt a worthy champion. Then you go after and win the WWF title! It’s perfect!”
Barret soon tilts his head and nods in final agreement, reassuring Miz’s irritate girl.
“Yeah now see. It’s booked. At Supercard the Miz Vs Evan Bourne for the NWA Championship!” The crowd roars in response “and a week later at Foundation…which will be as discount price for those who order Supercard by the way, see your cable company for details…the Nexus becomes WWF Tag Team champions! We are about to rule the World! And if you want in on it go to wwfshopzone.com and get your official brand new Nexus T-shirt for the low, low price of 17.95!” He grabs his shirt and holds the design up to the camera “because we are the greatest in the world! We are Nexus and we’re AWESOME!”
The music hits as they go to leave.
“I can’t believe my ears! Miz is cashing in Money in the bank on the NWA World Title! I am going to have to check the contract on that…but it’s a first let me tell ya” JR reacts in shock.
“Man that Miz huh? I taught him well” Cornette beams.

*Play MCMG*

The crowd blows the roof off as Chris Sabin walks out with his title belt around his waist. He stands on the stage with a mic.
“Hey Miz! You’re not done yet. Shelly may have taken a bad fall from that cell and is not recovered yet. But I am here…representing the Guns loud and proud! And yes people could buy those shirts…or they could pick them out of a bargain bin when we beat your asses at Foundation and they are worth nothing” The crowd laughs and cheers as Miz and Wade snarl and trash talk back.
“That’s very funny little man” Barret speaks “but if you think your balls are so big. Why not have a match with me tonight and we will see what is going to happen at Foundation.”
“Me against you? It will be a pleasure. It will kinda be like the war of Independence…England won’t have a hope!” The USA crowd pop huge for that one and start chanting USA, USA on cue.
With that Shelly’s music hits and we go to our first break.

When we come back it’s our first match to decide the first of four available places in the Foundation Scramble Match Main Event. It’s Bryan Danielson against Randy “Macho Man” Savage. The match is an old school style gem. But when it’s all said and done Bryan gets the win with the Cattle Mutilation to advance. The majority crowd very happy with that result after last week’s events.

We are then at the announce desk.
“That main event is shaping up to be good. But what is also building is the massive Supercard event that will be coming to you from the massive Houston Astrodome in big old Texas. Everything is indeed bigger there and events so far are of equal mass” JR tells us.
“Yeah” Cornette leans forward with a smile “this scene took place last week on Ring of Honor TV. And it seems to be foreshadowing what is going to happen later tonight take a look.”

We now cut to footage from ROH.TV. The camera there panning the filled hall.
“We are back here on ROH TV…what the...oh my God!" Joey Styles stammers.
"What?" Replies Striker in confusion.
The crowd is now standing, shouting and in some cases cheers as through them comes Samoa Joe in his old ROH TV Shirt. As he parts the crowd, looking around with a sneered smile, we see he is flanked by Gabriel and Darkside of Hayabusa of the Dominion.
"What is Samoa Joe doing back in ROH?" Asks Strikers in disbelief.
"What are WWF guys doing in ROH more to the point? What do these lackeys want?" Styles adds.
Joe now jumps the guard rail with the other two, pushing and then fighting their way through security as the ROH faithful are rabid. Joe kicks a guard square in the head and then moves over, snatching the house mic from Bobby Cruse, pushing him to the ground and then entering the ring. Hayabusa and Gabriel fight down the last of the security and join him. Some are chanting "Joe! Joe! Joe!", Some "you sold out!" And some are just surprised as hell to see him, not to mention the others.
"Ahem" he bangs the mic "this thing on? Hello? You can never tell with these budget productions. Yeah? Good. Okay. I have a message for Randy Orton and his Revolution. Please come to the ring."

*Orton's Out*

Orton comes down to the ring stoically and on his own, Orton with his World Championship on his shoulders just pushing his way through the fans, the crowd are just throwing stuff and booing Orton but he just smiles at them and continues walking down the aisle way and into ringside. Joe look on at Orton just shouting at him but Orton takes his time slowly walking around ringside and then climbing the steps and getting into the ring , snatching the microphone from Joe whilst looking right into his eyes
"Okay Joe, cut to the chase I am a VERY busy man, I have to take over this company and at the 2nd Year Anniversary I will do such a thing, but Supercard is around the corner, What the hell do you want here, you don't belong here, your nothing but a phony and a man past his prime, it's my time, it's Orton's time, it's Revolution's time so Joe whatever you want it better be good otherwise I will send you packing in the back of an ambulance with a kick to your fat skull."
Joe chuckles and reaches for the mic, taking it back.
“Very good. I see why he is impressed with you and your group. Despite past problems he has been watching and he is impressed. You see as you may or may not have heard he wants to expand, one company is conquered and now he is looking at the whole business. But…we don’t want to stretch ourselves to thin. Bottom line Orton; you want this company…he can get it for you. Name a time a place to take it and we will…suggest it to your boss” Joe raises an eyebrow as he hands the microphone back.
Orton looks at Joe and then slowly takes the microphone from Joe's hand
"Take your cronies out of this ring and then maybe I will give you my answer"
Joe smiles and turns, gesturing them to get out despite protests.
“So…work for the Lord of Darkness and get everything you want. Or…be against us and well…that isn’t good” Joe continues to smile now, sinister attentions behind it.
Orton looks puzzeled and then takes the microphone back
"Work with him, remember 2005, I had my career nearly ended by him, I nearly destroyed his legacy, you want me to work with him. If I get the company what does he get out of it?"
“He will just oversee things, take twenty percent of your profit and make sure you are running things well. The day to day business of ROH will be yours. So long as when he needs you, you are on call. That’s all. The rest is up to you. He can give you this company on a plate. Now do you want it or not?” Joe pushes the mic back at him.
"Don't you ever do that again, I am your better I am the World Champion, if you ever threaten me again I will make sure that you never leave the ring! As for your answer consider this an acceptence"
Orton extends the hand looking for a handshake and as Joe looks to agree Orton takes Joe down with an RKO, Gabriel and Hayabusa try to get into the ring but members of the Revolution hold them back as Orton takes the microphone
"Hey Lord of Darkness, I accept but it's on MY TERMS not yours!"
Orton leaves the ring with his championship in hand walking to the back but gets superkicked by Tyler Black knocking him down as Black just stares down at Orton as we fade to commercials.

“Wow” Cornette shakes his head.
“Wow is right. And folks we also have premier footage from DGUSA’s TV which we will show you later on” JR replies.

After that Trish Stratus is in the ring with Hamada. Ready for a tag team match with the Beautiful People.
*Play BP*
“Sorry…we will get to the match in just a sec here” Angelina Love gets into the ring with Velvet in tow “but we just had something we think we should show you Trish. In all fairness so you can’t be worrying about it and have any excuses in our title match at Foundation. Here.”
Velvet walks forward and hands her a blank DVD case.
“What this?” Trish says off mic as she takes it.
“It’s a home video honey” Velvet smiles “a sex tape. Of your husband…with us.”
The crowd react as Sky winks at her and Love shrugs and nods to the crowd in “afraid so” manner.
“Yeah the guilt just ate at us. But we were Toronto for Mania, we were board….he obviously likes real blonds…you know….”
Before she can finish Trish smashes takes the DVD out of the case, throws it on the mat and smashes it with her foot. She with Hamada then run forward and hammer into them both as the bell rings.

The match is a brawl for the most part but after the Beautiful People manages to dispose of Hamada, throwing her to the outside hard way. They then double team Trish and get the 1…2…3. They swagger and taunt in their usual sexual fashion to the crowd, walking over, picking up what remains of the DVD and shrugging at each other. Love tuts as she get son the mic again “sorry Trish. We can’t keep this evidence to ourselves. Since you didn’t want it, I think the monkeys in the back will. These fanboys certain do!” The male audience roars in response “so next week we will play this tape…censored of coarse…live on Raw! See ya then Trish.”
With that the music hits and they walk over Trish as we got to a break.

Then it’s the match made earlier as Wade Barret meets Chris Sabin. Wade is the power house, using his size and power but Sabin manages to use his quickness and high flying to beat him right back. However in the end as Chelsea distracts the ref, Miz smashes Sabin over the back of the head with the MITB briefcase, sending him to Wade who finishes him off with the Wasteland for the 1…2…3.

Then we are introduced to the footage from DGUSA:

Stone Cold and The Rock are standing in the ring. Having exchanged strong words they are now eye to eye in the centre of the ring as the crowd is going wild. Then…
*Play Mankind*
Out comes Mankind flanked by Edge and Kendra. The man and women enter the ring as the megastars look on in confusion.
“Wow this show has sucked so far hasn’t it…it really needs its help to get off the ground. I mean they have done what…three shows in over a year? Three right? Or was it two? Anyway the point is gentleman that management around here sucks! And what you need is for someone to run things…well better. So I make an offer on behalf of the Lord of Darkness I offer the legion…and anyone else who wants better management. Come out and destroy these two men. They are shells of their former selves and they need to be put out of their misery. After all they simply posed and flipped birds and eyebrows during the attitude era…I did the hard work. I came off cells! Now its time…for payback. So if anyone wants this company handed to them on a platter! Get out here!”
“Whoah…whoah…whoah!” The Rock holds up his hand with a mic “you actually think Mick Foley, Dude Love, Cactus Jack or whatever retarded name you are going by these days. You actually think that the Undertaker can just send you…send his little errand boy” the crowd pops “can I get you another cup of tea Mr. Undertaker? Can I wipe your ass Mr. Undertaker? Can I suck your dick Mr. Undertaker! No!” The crowd is going nuts now “this is the Rock’s home now, this is the Rock’s house now. You once upon a time were a friend but the darkness you have become…need to be shut down by the People. Austin…We don’t exactly exchange Christmas Cards but what do you say?”
“I say hell…lets whip his ass!”
The crowd pops as the two run forward and hammer into Mankind…but then boo as the Legion and several other DGUSA heels hit the ring and behind fighting them back. Austin and Rock try but in the end they are beaten back by the sheer numbers now including Kendra and Edge. Mankind then locks in a mandible claw on them both and screeches as he sinks it in. He then stands to loud boos and gets a microphone.
“He’s taking over EVERYTHING…Have a nice day!”
With that we see the mass of humanity standing over the Rock and Austin as we fade to break.
When we return we are at the announce table again after a recap of what we just saw.
“Yes. It seems the Undertaker have poisoned both ROH and DGUSA so far, he has infiltrated them…the only one left is the NWA and that will be later tonight. But folks I also have huge news. After a confrontation that happened earlier on Nitro AJ Styles will be defending his WWF Championship against an NWA Wrestler. We won’t spoil it for those who haven’t seen it but you can see the video of the encounter right after Raw goes off the air on wwfwrestling.com. Now for our Main Event!”

Then in the Main Event of the evening it’s for the second place in the WWF title match at Foundation. And it’s huge as its Chris Jericho against Intercontinental Champion Jushin Thunder Liger! The match is a great heated technical and high flying battle between these two but…after several Finisher attempts Jericho would nail a codebreaker which he followed up with a lionsault for good measure and got the win. Fans give a mixed reaction but despite their disappointed for Liger they are very happy Jericho is now in that title match.
Then from out of nowhere comes Randy Orton who RKO’s Y2J! He then runs over to the rising Liger and does the same. The crowd is going nuts as Orton get on the microphone.
“Like I said ‘Taker. My terms. When you are done playing war games we should have a meeting…next week. You bring your friends, I’ll bring mine.”

We now go to JR and Cornette for the final time.
“Well folks we are told the Undertaker has arrived at the arena where Nitro is tonight. Nothing has kicked off yet but we now go to our simultaneous telecast of Nitro. This is about to get big” JR tells us as we cut to the footage from Nitro’s Main Event Segment.

Footnote:
Over the course of the night there were several main event class dark matches for the live Raw crowd.

[Valdora]

Supercard 2 Interpromotional Go Home Tuesday Night Raw

The music plays as we pan the arena and then cut to the announce desk.
“Folks, frankly after the events of last week I am still in shock” JR shakes his head.
“Tell me about it” Cornette shakes his head “I have had trouble sleeping. I mean can you believe what happened? What is going to happen?”
“It was a full scale war; there is no other word for it, a full scale war initiated on the world of Professional Wrestling by the owner of this company. It was three separate invasions of all three other international televised brands, deals made, poison injected, and that culminated in what can only be called a pear harbor like attack on NWA Nitro last week” the footage shows as he speaks “but it was answered. He was answered by the man they call Sting who has wanted a rematch with him since last year’s Supercard. Undertaker had said no. But Sting goaded him. And this is the nuts part…the final stipulations agreed on were that if Sting wins then not only does Undertaker leave the other companies alone, the WWF is free, the Undertaker will no longer be the owner. If Undertaker wins he is free to take over the entire televised wrestling business with Sting at his side. And it will be in the Phenom’s match Hell in the Cell! This is…”
“Great! JR don’t you see how exciting this is? We are about to become the flagship brand of a multi federation empire run by the visionary know as the Undertaker! He beat that crow wannabe once…he was a walk in the park. And Sting wants to do it in Undertaker’s play house! Let the moron! He’s sealed his own fate.”
“And perhaps those of ours as well. Jim the future of the entire industry is on the line, our freedom is on the line and you’re siding with the fascism! You’re pulling for the Undertaker to kill any hope of getting our lives back here in the WWF and for him to do the same to the NWA, ROH and Dragon gate! You repulse me!”
“Its progress! And short minded idiots like you repulse me!” Cornette scoffs and turns away.
“Well folks let’s talk about tonight. Last week we went to their house, this week they have come to ours. The stars of the NWA are here, but also here are the stars of ROH and Dragon gate USA. Folks this is a truly historic night and by night’s end some massive if going to happen. We made it a special Tuesday night Raw so you all could watch live, so that all the wrestlers and promoters could be here. This is going to be the biggest Raw ever. Let’s get going shall we?”

We begin with a Women’s tag match as ROH’s Mickie James teams with Trish Stratus once again to take on The Beautiful People. The match starts heated, but just as the big moves begin…

*Play Undertaker*

“Oh my God! What are you going to do? Why! Get out of there ladies!” JR screams.
The women agree and try to bolt but are cut off by the Dominion standing at all sides of the ring, folded arms and evil grins all around. Kendra and Daffney in particular loving Trish’s terrified face. The Undertaker marches down the aisle and enters the ring slowly. At first the women ban together, running forward but are caught and taken down by closelines all around. Taker then picks up Trish and Mickie by the throat and holds them up as Daffney enters the ring with a microphone, the women in terrified tears in Undertaker’s hands as she smiles with satisfaction and holds a microphone to his mouth.
“I am in a very…VERY bad mood! I had big plans for tonight. The resistance is going to be destroyed once and for along with the other companies loyalists. But they are not here! Where are they ladies? Huh?” they plead saying they don’t know “you don’t know? Then it’s to plan B.” He clenches harder.
“This is all to call out the WWF resistance! This is…that is the most evil man I have ever seen! And you want him running the business! God sake this is just…evil!”JR is irate at ringside “someone come and put a stop to this! ROH and NWA aren’t here but someone get out here dammit!”
“I don’t want to hurt these innocents AJ, Angle, Bryan…but I will if you don’t show yourselves…”
“Hey Taker!” The crowd cheers as AJ appears on the Titantron with some chaos and shouting behind him “put those women down now! You want us! Well come and find us…it won’t be hard. You see we figured since you will be losing on Friday and you won’t be needing this office anymore” the camera pans back to show the resistance destroying the Undertaker’s office, the crowd pop huge as Taker drops the girls and stares wide eyed “we thought we would help you move out.”
Angle throws down the draws, Shelly and Sabin smash the table and Bryan throws the chair. The office has been totally destroyed as they turn with grins. “Looking forward to tonight Phenom!” AJ grins to a cheer and then all walk of screen laughing.
By now the livid Undertaker has bolted from the ring and is yelling at the top of his lungs for the others to get back there. The Dominion runs to the back and officials tend to the women as we go to break.

Its then out opening contest and it is to decide the number 1 Contendership for the IC title at Foundation. It’s Dolph Ziggler against KENTA, two men who were very impressive in MITB and have been since. The two have a solid back and forth contest, until Ziggler hits the Zigzag…but KENTA kicks out! Dolph is rabid as he stands and in his rage heads out the ring, grabs a chair and smashes it over KENTA’s head for the DQ.
“Here is your winner and Number one contender for the Intercontinental Championship via disqualification! KENTA!” Finkle announces to a small cheer.
But they are mostly focused on Dolph who hearing this gets madder and starts hammering the chair down into KENTA’s body over and over. He then picks KENTA up places the chair under KENTA’s head he sits down squashing his head with a fameasser with the chair! The live crowd boos heavily as Dolph stands and looks down at the lifeless KENTA.
“Well folks KENTA if the number one contender, he has the title match at foundation in two weeks…but now you have to ask if he will be able to compete! What a sore loser! Damn you Ziggler!” JR cruses as Dolph is taken away by security with a smile on his face.

We now cut to footage of Samoa Joe in his Ring of Honor years
“There once was a man named Samoa Joe, a man who no one could beat. If he didn’t make you tap, you would be knocked the F out! He was Ring of Honor champion for two years…Two years! But he moved on, why do you ask? Because he needed money to feed his family” we now fade to Samoa Joe sneering into the camera with an extreme close up “but the mainstream wrestling world turning Joe in a fat, castrated version of himself. One very inept wrestling company’s stupidity nearly ruined his entire career. But now he thrives in the mainstream of mainstream, the World Wrestling Federation. But do his peers congratulate him? No! They speak of how Bryan Danielson is the greatest wrestler in ROH history, they speak of how great Nigel McGuiness is, they say how loyal Daniels is….well *beep* them! And *beep ROH! I sold out! I sold out! What because I am making more money in one night that ROH guys do in a year? Because I am part of an army that just wants to bring order to this corrupt chaotic world. Even here…even here! Both AJ Styles and Bryan Danielson, two of my own direct peers in the original ROH have become WWF Champions first! Why? Because I’m fat! Or because I can’t be controlled. Well I see that an ROH reunion ‘dream match’ four way has been signed between me Danielson, Daniels and Nigel…good! Because on that night I will prove that I am the best thing ROH ever produced! I will prove that it should be me who is World Champion! Me who gets played to the ring for a Wrestlemania classic…I faced Kurt Angle once but you don’t see me getting any *beep*ing title shots! All I will say to those men is that they are dead meat come Friday night, because I will charge in and destroy anything in my path. I will do so for my Master but most of all I will do it…for me! You will all remember the name Samoa *beep*ing Joe!” With that he storms off screen and we cut.

We then see in the parking lot as James Buchanan leads his roster into the arena, nodding at a few people on the way, they all look deadly serious.
“Man, they look like they are here for a fight” JR says. “And they will get one, I guarantee it” replies Cornette.

We now cut to an extreme close up of the Miz’s face.
“Hello. I’m the Miz. I represent the Nexus and I’m awesome” we pull back to see him sitting with Chelsea and Barret stood behind him grinning “last night you saw as I invaded NWA’s second rate Raw knock off and took out with ease the man I will face this Friday Night at Supercard. But, see afterwards I felt kinda bad…so what I have done is invite Evan Bourne here tonight to apologies. Over you come Bourney.”
He gestures, the camera pulling back and turning as a little kid comes in dressed as Evan Bourne to a huge laugh with mixed boos.
“Hi Bourne. I’m really, weally sorry about what I did last night. It wasn’t until I was in the ring with you that I realized how small you are. Hell your title belt looks like a suit of armor on you doesn’t it” he touched the replica title belt “look at that. You are so cute aren’t you! Well thing is if you disrespect me again, if you ignore me again I am going to have to break you in half…ok?” The kid starts to cry “get this brat out of here Wade.”
Barret grabs the kid by the shirt and pulls him out of frame. Miz now turns to face the camera.
“So Bourne you want to stand up for your brand and for yourself. That’s all great and good. Because for too long a midget like you has held that championship, now it’s time to bring it…home! He then whispers and waves “see you soon.”

Our next match is then set as it will be Harlem Heat against the returning Alex Shelly and his partner Chris Sabin, the Tag Team champions the Motor City Machine Guns in tag team action! However just before the bell can ring.
*Play Undertaker*
The crowd stands in unison as the Phenom make his way out again, this time on his own. He enters the ring and sneers over at his employees. Harlem Heat run forward now for a preemptive strike but get taken down with a double chokeslam. Taker then chokeslams Sabin and Tombstones Shelly, then finally last rides Sabin to hell!
“Man! The Undertaker is out of control! Someone has to put a stop to this rampage he is on tonight” JR says. “He’s pissed Ross! Wouldn’t you be after last week? After what those criminals did to his office earlier! Hell he’s the boss, he can slap around as many employees as he wants. Taker now barks for and is given a microphone.
“That’s a fine boys, that’s fine, but if you actually think there would not be a price for such disrespect…well these men paid the price for you actions. Two of them guilty two of them innocent, but I can live with the collateral, can you? The whole roster will pay for every attack against my Dominion hence forth; all of you who dare to stand against me will pay dearly! Because later tonight I reveal the final deal I made, the final ace in the hole to synch all deals. The final piece that will assure the Dominion victorious at Supercard! Stay tuned because later tonight, all the ink has been signed, all of it official, the forces that will head up my Dominion’s empire, all the forces on my side will stand as one. And then we will break you with my announcement…even you Sting. Sting…Sting you want me to talk? I am going to take this time to talk about you. Plainly, honestly. All we seem to do is dual, dual with words or with fists. Now I am going to take this time to just speak to you man to man. Veteran to Veteran. This rivalry, this dream match everyone got between us last year…it’s created in their own minds. But hell I went along with it. The only reason they ever wanted you to face me was because you had…and lets by polite here…a similar persona. We were the dark ones. But see Sting when I was tolling bells and speaking to my creatures of the night…you were attacking like Ric Flair and looking like a skinny Ultimate Warrior!” The crowd reacts to that comment “in your minds and in the minds of fans who think they are ‘smart’ to our business you are my equal. But last year’s match was just an expression of the truth. You have never and will never be my equal. Your title reigns in you early days were made by much better wrestlers…men like my right hand Mick Foley, men that made you look better than you were like Ric Flair. And your later title reigns…well the less said about them the better. And what streak do you have Sting? The streak of bad matches in the final years of WCW? That had to last a few years…funny how just when you were getting lazy I was getting better and better. Oh no wait…you do have a streak, I apologize Sting, you have your two year long losing streak you have had since NWA reformed! Not one match, not one little enhancement match, not one tag team Nitro filler match….nothing. Month after month you lose to everyone and then when the time hits for Supercard you knock my door? The door of the reaper. While you were losing your matches Sting I won 2 WWF World Championships, I beat every superstar there is to beat time and again, I retired Bret Hart and took a billion dollar company….and you…you lost over and over again. Now you tempt me in with your stipulations and you ask for my match, you want to play in my house…well that was your final mistake. On Friday night I will beat you in my favorite playground, and you will lose again and then Sting this company, your company, every company and your ass will belong…to me.”
With that his music hits and leaves the ring, letting his words sink in as we fade to break.

When we return we see DM and BM walking into the arena leading their NWA’s young blood including the challenger for the WWF title on Sunday CM Punk. All the pieces are falling into place.

Then its action as Jushin “Thunder” Liger to a huge ovation defeats Ken Shamrock.

We are now in the interview area with Gene Okerlund.
“Ladies and Gentleman, the World Wrestling Federation Champion AJ Styles!” The crowd pops big time as the camera pulls back to show Styles looking out with his title on his shoulder. “AJ it’s an insane two title matches in the span of two weeks on PPV just after winning that title at Wrestlemania. If you lose Friday you lose our World title to the opposition…how does that make you feel about your challenge?”
“Well I promised to take on all comers Gene, and that is not limited by company boundaries. How do I feel defending my title that often in two very high profile matches…well for one thing if I lose the belt to Punk he has to go into that scramble match and not me” he grins to the stoic faced Okerlund “joking Gene, Jesus. No I am proud to be a fighting Champion, if there is someone who can beat me then I don’t deserve to be champion. It’s as simple as that. I knew when I won this title that a target would suddenly appear on my back, and I was ready for that. I was ready for it when I said I was going to be the best champion ever and I meant that. I worked to long and too hard to get this title, and I ain’t about to lose it now. I am going to retain this title against NWA’s big mouthed egomaniac and then I will do the same against five men right here.”
A roar, perhaps jeers perhaps cheers rang out once a familiar CM Punk walked into shot, his eyes solely upon AJ, clapping slowly for AJ "First off...I can tell I'm in WWF territory, you fans are supposed to boo me not cheer me. Second of all, that was an Emmy award winning promo AJ; truly, I mean there is no way in hell after that promo that I can even come close to your potential. I mean you beat such legends as....well no you didn't beat Chris Benoit...or Rick Steamboat, never beat Sting, or Masahiro Chono, William Regal, no no one like that...Oh I know...you know who beat those guys...I DID! This is the part where you get all wide eyed and fight back with something witty"
"Witty huh? Well no" AJ takes the mic from Okerlund and walks in front of him to walk up to Punk "I will just counter. No you’re right I didn't beat those men because they are NWA wrestlers. But do you know who I have beat? Well let’s see...Jushin "Thunder" Liger, Chris Jericho, Mick Foley and oh yes...Shawn Michaels!" The crowd cheer "look Punk we can stand here and trade resumes or we could get to the point. Your turn."
Punk would then drop to his knees almost looking like he was in pain "Oh no you sunk my battleship!" Again he rose up to his knees "You're right AJ, our resume proves nothing, what matters is credentials, I headlined Starcade and you headlined Wrestlemania, I've Wrestled for 26th Months Straight, you nearly brought the destruction to WWE, I had classic A+ matches, and you got the crap kicked out of you and was able to turn it around when it mattered. We can go on and on and on about what we did over the last two years but here's a bit of truth, you and I in small circles are sometimes called the next gods of wrestling, I want to see you at your best at Supercard, because when it is all said and done, all joking aside, the better man will walk away not only champion, but have the respect of their peers...and I'm not about to throw that away on a gamble."
"Hmm" AJ was almost taken back by the change in tone "I didn't realize you respected your peers to be honest. And yeah I want you on your A game too. Because if you bring anything less then I will make very short work of you. I know you’re good Punk, you're very good. Thing is I'm better and I am the World Wrestling Federation Champion."
"Well I suggest you hit the gym and train, because unlike Shawn Michaels, I don't make mistakes." Punk would step back from the mic, rubbing his chin slowly , just waiting for a response, almost as if goading him
AJ leans in "I will." He then turns and walks off.

It’s then a women’s over the top rope battle royal with women from all four companies. Awesome Kong and Kendra are the MVP’s of the match eliminating every women in their path on their way to each other…but when they finally are about to square off Beth Phoenix eliminates Awesome Kong to a huge ovation. Kong is livid as he slams the mat and growls into the ring. Back in the ring Kendra and Beth go back and forth until from the side comes Natalya and eliminates them both!
The familiar music plays as the NWA Women’s Champion celebrates. Beth and Kong are having a blistering row on the outside, this makes Nattie smile.
“Yeah she knows that this Sunday those two are going to team against her. She and Trish’s chances just went up.”

We are now in a darkened boiler room, zooming in slowly on the figure of Mankind.
“So…all the pieces are in place. I am to be the one to take out Dragon gate USA. Well there is not much to take but I will so enjoy doing it. In my way stand my two most recognized peers. I have been Tag Team champions with both, and I have beaten both within an inch of their life…just as they have me. Stone Cold Steve Austin and the Rock. The two men who took all your cheers and your glory during the attitude era. But what is it you most remember of 1998? I think it would be me flying off the Hell in the cell! What about 1999…Rock battering me in the head with a chair no? 2000…you get the point! I did the work and they took all the glory. And now my beloved Master has charged me with destroying them and in doing so taking over Dragon gate. It will be a pleasure. I will tear them both to shreds! I will feast on their screams and their blood! And then when its all said and done you will chant my name, not theirs. Have a nice day.”

“Well folks, that indeed will be this Friday night. A huge Friday night of the town for the city of Detroit. But for the rest of you make sure to stay in, order a pizza and order the biggest night I can ever remember in this business. It will be from the Ford Field and it will be Supercard. Let’s go down the line up Cornette.”
Graphics appear on screen as they go through each match, finally getting to the main event.
“And then it will be the big one. Hell in the Cell. The Undertaker against Sting. If Sting wins then the WWF is free and Undertaker is done, if Undertaker wins…”
“Which he will!” Cuts in Cornette.
“If the Undertaker wins then Sting becomes the newest member of the Dominion and will help Undertaker take over the NWA as well. Folks I am a little uneasy about putting all our hopes in one man. But Sting fights for all of us and I know that everyone in that dressing room will be cheering you on Stinger. You have to do it, you have to!”


When we come back its time for the main event segment. Daffney is dragging Howard Finkle into the ring and pushes him forward with a note in hand, ordering him to read it.
“Ladies and Gentleman” he says and then turns and gets ushered to get on with it “please rise to meet the combined ruling force for the entire Pro Wrestling Business. First Dragon gate USA’s force lead by the Legion!”

*Play Legion*

The crowd boos as they walk out cockily onto the stage and wait. Gangrel heading the lineup, the best choice as he is a former Taker ally.
“And now…the prominent ruling bodies. First lead by Randy Orton” The fans stand and boo heavily “The Revolution!”

*Play Revolution*

Randy Orton walks out in a fashion he only can, the title belt rested on his shoulders and looking out with a squinted scowl at the large arena. Triple H and Batista in toe behind.
“Wonder if they are happy to be back?” Asks Cornette. “Pft! Not likely…maybe since they are aligned with the devil!” “JR!” “Stuff it Cornette! Come Friday I will either be free or I will quit! Either way I don’t have to put up with your crap anymore.” “Sssh!”
“And…lead out by Jeff Jarrett. They are the New Wrestling Elite!”

*Play NWE*

The crowd boos louder than ever as Jeff Jarrett walks out, laughing in his usual manner as his veteran force flank him. He steps up next to Orton and nods his head. Orton just scoffs and sneers back and looks away.
“OH man Jarrett knows he’s on the winning team doesn’t he?” JR comments.
“And now…” Finkle continues the boos are almost deafening now “leading the charge the Dominion! Lead to the lead by the man who after Friday night will be the undisputed owner of the entire wrestling world! The Lord of Darkness! The Undertaker!”
*Play Undertaker*
Undertaker walks out leading the entire Dominion which merges with the other groups. Taker walks forward to stand front and centre between Orton and Jarrett. He looks to one side at Jarrett who nods, and then to the other at Orton who does the same. He then looks forward and marches, as does the two by his side. Behind them the mass of humanity moves. The sight is awe inspiring and yet terrifying as the massive force march down the ramp lead by the three most hated men in Professional Wrestling today. Undertaker rises up on the steps as Orton and his Revolution and Jarrett enter the ring. The rest of the Humanity spreading out and covering ringside. Taker raises the lights with his eyes rolls back as in the ring Jarrett holds up his guitar and Orton gives his taunt as does Triple H and Batista by his side with roars. The boos thunderous, almost shaking the building.
“These three groups, these three men are without doubt the most hated men in wrestling today, maybe ever. And now they are this massive combined force. I don’t know about you Cornette but I ready to get the hell out of here before it all kicks off” JR says.
“I want to see this glorious moment! We are staying and doing our damn jobs Ross!” Cornette snaps back.
“Well…and there is the focal point of it all” JR says as Taker walks forward, the music dying, a microphone in his hand “The Undertaker.”
“What you see before you the single greatest, most dominant army ever assembled. And at the head of it are these men…and leading it all is me. The entire wrestling world is about to fall to order, no more chaos. Only my order. Only these men’s orders” the camera pans the group as he speaks “but we know we are still outnumbered. And we know that all our Federations will group together to stop us. Well I have just made a deal that will assure victory. That will assure the fall of the other companies and the resistance within this one. What this final member of our side will do is harden us, make us stronger and unite family. Unite…brothers” the crowd starts to buzz.
“Oh no. Please no” JR stammers.
“So without further ague allow me to introduce the newest member of our side! My brother Kane!”

*Play Kane*

The crowd comes unglued with their jaws dropped as through hell fire and brimstone walks Kane.
“What! Wow! This is fantastic! This Empire will be built on the foundation of two united brothers in arms! A family business! What’s the matter Ross! This is fantastic…whoa!” Cornette jumps as fire explodes from the ring posts on Kane’s command.
“I…folks I have tried to hold out hope but I’m sorry. This is it. Sting and our forces have no hope now. This is the nail in the coffin of liberty. Damit how did he get his brother to help him! Dam it to hell!” JR curses in despair.
Taker watched Kane with his head held high and a smile on his face as his music dies. Taker grins as he looks across the ring at his brother.
“Now…now you all understand how futile your resistance is. The WWF has fallen and soon the last of it resistance will be crushed; the NWA, ROH and DGUSA have no hope before this massive army of Darkness lead by myself and my brother. Welcome home Kane.”
“Folks he may be right. We are done now” JR is beside himself.
Kane lifts his head, looking on at Taker who grins back evilly. Then the crowd explodes as down the aisles through them come ROH, Dragon gate USA’s faces, down the ramp comes NWA’s Young Blood and Japanese, the WWF resistance including surprisingly HBK Shawn Michaels and the WWF Champion AJ Styles. The Undertaker’s forces are surrounded.
“What?” JR wonders.
Taker watches this in confusion, looking at Kane with a frown. Kane then runs forward and hammers into Jarrett and then Triple H, the crowd going nuts as Taker yells out in betrayal.
“Yes! Yes Kane yes!” JR jumps for joy.
“That back stabbing bastard! He set his brother up! His brother will hang him for this!” Cornette slams his fist on the desk.
That’s the signal they have been waiting for. The united multi fed resistance charges from all sides engaging Taker’s united forces. The camera pulls back showing the sea of brawling humanity covering the entire ringside and ring area. It looks like a battle from of Lord of the rings movie as bodies and fighting and flying everywhere. The crowd going insane as the largest wrestling brawl in history.
“This ladies and gentleman is War! Full scale war!” JR yells out over the noise.
Back in the ring Kane throws Triple H out the ring and then turns back, Taker hammering away someone and turning. The two locking eyes. Taker looks pissed to say the least. Then Kane reaches up and pulls off his mask, to the shock of the crowd, to reveal Sting! The noise rumbles the arena as Taker drops his Jaw and stares at the man he will face on Sunday, dressed as his brother.
“Kane was never here! It was all a trick to set Taker up!” JR yells.
Sting then runs forward and hammers into Taker to even louder cheers. Taker brings up his arm and starts to fight back. The two are jumped by several others, each fought of and then they go back for each other.
“This is…I can’t see the ramp for the sheer numbers fight…” JR starts, still trying to do his job.
“Watch out!” Cornette yells, standing as Yoshi Tatsu flies over the announce table into their lap. The commentators then make haste, dropping their headsets and leaving through the crowd.
And not a moment too soon as Mankind and Austin brawl back with several others, smashing through and destroying an entire side of the crowd barrier. Over on the other side Jarrett now has grabbed Evan Bourne, places him up onto his shoulders with Edge and Batista’s help and then the three drive Bourne down off the ring apron down through the announce table!
Many are now brawling up the ramp. AJ and Shawn now grab Arn Anderson but are cut off by Ole. They brawl with them both when income Demolition, grabbing the Anderson’s and throwing them through the Raw backing set! Destroying it and entering the backstage area. Orton now grabs himself Danielson and gets an assist from Samoa Joe, both men sending him flying headfirst into the Dominion Raw logo on the side of the stage, destroying it and sending sparks flying from the smashes neon light.
In the ring the sheer numbers are buckling the ring and then finally, as ten more men enter it, it gives way, collapsing under them and leaving all 30 or so men in the ring falling onto each other as the crowd hold their heads in disbelief. The Dominion Raw set that had stood since Survivor Series is being destroyed, ring and all. Undertaker now grabs and pulls himself up on the destroying ring, it being angled and toped, he crawls himself over people, throwing them down the ring to fall off one side below and finally gets back to Sting. On what remains of the ring, over the fallen bodies Sting and Taker brawl back and forth. The crowd is exhausted, but still screams loud as hell, not believing their eyes at the mayhem they are seeing. Finally though Taker manages to grab Sting around the neck and chokeslam him down hard, through the ring canvas to the floor below. The is not far to fall due to the ring’s collapse but Sting still falls out of sight through the hole as the crowd jump up. Taker now rises over it all, looking down into the hole and seeing Sting lying there. He is exhausted; the last men left standing as he slowly rolls his eyes back and cuts his throat.
We pull back from this, panning the cameras around the arena as we see the Dominion Raw set has been totally destroyed by the battle. We then come back on Taker as he looks down at the lifeless Sting, lying in the hole as the show fades to black.

[Valdora]

Foundation Build Up Week 4: Raw is Free!

We start with a new signature and then the true Raw music returns remixed but back. A massive fireworks display then explodes before the rabid capacity crowd.

As the lights turn on we see not the blue and black set that was destroyed last week but the arched metal Raw set, the massive titantron above it. The ring once again has red ropes and the red Raw logo is back. But most of all the Undertaker Symbols are portraits are gone replaced with WWF logos.
“We’re back! Hello everyone and welcome to Monday Night Raw presented to you not by the Dominion, not by the Undertaker but by JR and the World Wrestling Federation! Yes folks thanks to Sting we are free. We cannot thank Sting and the NWA enough for their help, but now it’s the hardest time, the time after the war where the winning side music rebuild. Tonight we will do just that and sort out the collateral” JR greets us “ I tell you folks it a party atmosphere, but we will also have to deal solemnly with what to do with the Dominion and the man himself. All that tonight…”

*Play Shane Mcmahon*

“Whoa! What is Shane Mcmahon doing here? We haven’t seen him since he sold his stock to the Undertaker. Boy does he have a spring in his step. This crowd are delighted to see him, but what’s going on here?”
Shane dances and jives his way out with a broad smile on his face, getting in the ring and dancing around Howard Finkle before requesting a microphone. The crowd cheers as the music dies and Shane lifts his microphone to his mouth.
“I always wanted to this…Freedom!” He pumps his fist in the air as the crowd cheer and laughs at him. “Sorry about that, had to get it off my chest. Anyway I bet you are all wondering why I am here. And some of you may wonder why I am allowed back after I helped the Undertaker take over by selling him my stock” the crowd boos “hold on, hold on, I’m getting there. Well, see after Undertaker turned on me, had his cronies beat the hell out of me and drove me down to hell with a chokeslam I had a change of heart. I realized that my bitterness about my family losing the company my Father and Grand Father build has clouded me to the fact I was aiding the devil to take over paradise. Now that may be a terrible sin but let’s say that the boss here believes in second chances. See I contacted him last night to congratulate him and we talked. Oh yes Karl Dutton is once again the owner of the World Wrestling Federation!” The crowd let out a massive cheer “thanks to NWA owners DM and BM signing over the paper work he has his company back. However he needs time to rebuild all the damage that was done, rebuild the company. He also wants to make sure that what happened never happens again. So he has decided to take more of backstage role rather than appear on camera and make the day to day decisions around here. Then who will make those decisions? I hear you ask” Shane grins at the cheering crowd “the new WWF General Manager yours truly!” The crowd once again gives a huge ovation for the news. “Oh yes a Mcmahon is back in charge around here and if there is one thing a Mcmahon can do, its straighten things out. And there is a lot to straighten out around here. First off I see that your are all alone down their Jim” he looks down as JR who raises his arms in response “well let’s bring out the man who up until last night was your fellow man at that commentary desk. Jim Cornette come on down!”
The live crowd boos heavily as the sorrow; fearful faced Cornette makes his way out and slowly, timidly make his way into the ring.
“Oh, I’m going to enjoy this” JR says with glee.
“Step forward Jim, over here” Shane points as Cornette gulps and walks to the centre of the ring where Shane is pointing “So Mr. Cornette…Jim…that’s treason, being propaganda for the occupying force and full on air support of the total domination of the business by that force. Did I get everything…oh yes and abuse of co-worker Jim Ross. That about cover it?”
Cornette gulps and nods as Shane stares at him nodding with a smile. Cornette then drops down to his knee, puts his hands in a prayer position and starts pleading and begging with Shane.
“Get off your knees Jim! Come on” Shane gestures him up, Cornette swallows again and does so “well I take it you don’t want to be fired.
“No sir Mr. Mcmahon sir” Cornette replies off mic, still with cupped hands.
“Mr. Mcmahon’s my Dad Jim. You can call me Boss or GM” Shane smiles, loving this.
“Yes Mr.….GM.”
“Well then. Since you are still under contract and I really don’t want to unleash you on the competition. Hell that would be a punishment, not a thanks. I won’t fire you” the crowd boos heavily as smiles with joy “however I will tell you that you are suspended without pay until further notice” The crowd cheers as Cornette’s face drops “but I do have work for you until you can prove yourself. You see you can work for me and prove yourself worthy of a on air job around here…by becoming my secretary.”
The crowd pops as Cornette looks dumbfounded “secretary?”
“Yup. And your first duty is to take my car, get it washed and then bring me some donuts back to my new shinny office” the people are loving it as Cornette just stands, thinking he is joking “go on then. Unless you want to be fired.”
“No Boss!” Cornette exclaims and bolts from the ring, heading to the back with a conflicted face.
“Now then, seems he needs a replacement. Now who can…” he looks down at the announce table in thought “I know! Jerry Lawler get on down here!”

*Play Jerry Lawler*

The crowd gives a big ovation as Jerry Lawler returns. He walks down to ringside, shaking Shane’s hands through the ropes, clapping hands with several fans and then joins his good friend JR at the announce table. The two have a hearty handshake, Lawler raises his paper up to cheers and the two take their seats.
“It’s great to have you back King” JR says.
“Great to be back. I’m sorry I left in November but I just couldn’t work for the Undertaker” Lawler replies.
“We all understand.”
“I was watching though. You did a hell of job holding down the fought, a braver man than I for carrying on like you did. Especially with that moron Cornette next to you.”
“One of my ears is still trying to get its hearing back. But it’s great to have things back to normal around here.”
“Alrighty” Shane speaks up again now “now on to the big stuff. First of all I know that we were set to decide the last two men in the scramble match on Sunday at Foundation. But being a man who loves a good mystery I am going to leave those two slots as surprises, and hell I am going to do one better. I will add an extra slot into that match for the first ever 6 man scramble match for a World Championship. Three combatants known, three mysteries Tune in Sunday to find out who it will be. And AJ I love you Champ, fantastic work retaining that belt last night but I am going to give these people a show and you hopes, especially after last night, of retaining aren’t too good! Now on to other business…”
“Excuse me” Shane looks towards the stage where Sherri Martel has walked out “excuse me Boss. But I have an announcement and then a request for you.”
Shane shrugs and gestures her on.
“Thank you. Hello everyone, I know that I have been gone for a while but that is because my last client took his career and my reputation and flushed them down the toilet! But, after careful deliberations I have chosen a new client. And given the success my previous charges have had in the past with me, all the boys in the back should be salivating at the chance. Well, I thought what better night than this night of rebirth to introduce you to my new client! Dolph Ziggler!”

*Play Ziggler*

Ziggler swaggers out on stage, brushing his hair back in his usual fashion and standing behind Sherri with a broad smile.
“And now on to the request. As you may or may not remember due to all the commotion lately, Dolph Ziggler was a number one contender’s match for the IC title last week. Well since KENTA is…unable to perform this Sunday. We would like respectfully suggest that the shot be awarded to the number 2 slot, Dolph Ziggler!”
The crowd boos as Shane rubs his chin for a moment in thought.
“Well KENTA isn’t ‘able to compete’ because your client beat the hell out of him with a chair last week.”
“Yeah!” Ziggler now has Sherri’s mic “and he deserved every bit of it. I am the rightful Intercontinental Champion. Give me the chance I will destroy that Japanese cartoon freak show!”
“Well…I may not like it. But seeing as how KENTA can’t be there on Sunday, in fact he flew back to Japan yesterday, I have no choice but to award the shot for the IC title at Foundation to Dolph Ziggler.”
The crowd boos heavily as Ziggler ‘woos’ and holds up his arms, Sherri clapping with a smile of her own.
“Thanks Boss” she grins and then the two new allies head to the back.
“Anyway now finally onto the last and very serious bit of business. I know a lot of you expected the Undertaker to just disappear into the wind after last night, but Karl and I made sure he would be here tonight. And I am personally gonna make him pay for his crimes. That will be in the Main Event of the show. In the mean time enjoy Raw. The World Wrestling Federation is back baby and no more invasions, no more wars; it’s time to just get back to some great Professional Wrestling again. You will notice the changes to the show. Hope you like them. See ya later.”
Shane’s music hits as he dances around some more to cheers and we fade to our first break.

When we come back the Miz is in the ring for the opening match. The fans are booing and taunting him over last night’s defeat. He sneers at them and turns to Chelsea, taking the MITB briefcase from her and turning it over.
“What’s he doing with that? He lost the match last night, that was his cash in” JR comments.
“I think we’re about to find out JR” replies King.
“First of all I would like to say that Evan Bourne is the dirtiest wrestler I have ever been in the ring with. I the end he was being so heinous and I had earlier that day decided that I didn’t even want NWA’s stupid belt. So I decided in the end after that grueling battle against an unhanded opponent to just let him pin me” the boos reign down again “yeah, it’s true. I let him beat me!”
“Yeah right” JR scoffs.
“And for those of you who think that last night I actually cashed in on the NWA title…you’re dummer than I thought. The contract reads I can cash it in at any time against the WWF Champion! It’s a WWF title contract and that’s the title I really want. Got you all!” He and Wade laugh at the jeering crowd “which means I the Miz am still Mr. Money in the Bank so be afraid whoever is champion after the scramble match Sunday, be very afraid. But first the Nexus as a unit will deal with the moronic spot monkeys known as the Motor City Machine Guns. This Sunday will be only the first of the gold for the Nexus. The Tag Team titles are coming come because he’s Wade Barret” he passes the mic back.
“I’m Wade Barret” Barret repeats.
“We’re the Nexus, and we’re awesome!!!”
Its then the match as Miz takes on Alex Shelly with Sabin and Barret in each man’s corners. Shelly looks good in his first match since Wrestlemania insane cell fall, Miz however uses dirty tactics to keep turning it around. In the end Wade Barret tries to interfere but is jerked off the apron by Sabin, landing chin first on the ring apron and stomped down. Then as Shelly hits the Shellshock in the ring Chelsea gets up on the ring apron, only to have Sabin run over and grab her and move her carefully but forceful to the mats and holding her there under protest as Shelly gets the 1..2..3!
The Guns celebrate as the back up the ramp, taunting the rising angry Nexus as they head to the back.

We now see a tale of the tape hyping Awesome Kong VS Kendra.

We then cut to backstage seeing Shane Mcmahon nodding at the scene with Okerlund by his side to conduct an interview.
“Mr. Mcmahon. Is this…”
“That’s gonna be a good match isn’t it?” Shane ponders.
“Yes sir” Okerlund nods at the screen where Shane is still looking.
“You know though First Blood just doesn’t seem…big enough.”
“It isn’t?”
“No. I mean like the guy in the video said this is the rubber match, the big match to end the score between these two monsters.”
“I take it Kendra isn’t fired then.”
“She’s worth it. Jury’s still out of Daffney though. Kendra just followed orders, Daffney enjoyed giving them…”
“You were saying about the Kendra VS Kong match?” Gene pushes the mic in.
“Oh? Yes so I was. Yes I have decided to alter that match. On Sunday night at Foundation it will be Kendra VS Awesome Kong, the last encounter to settle it all…in and Last Women standing match!” The crowd roars in response “now if you excuse me I have things to do.”
The cheers continue as Okerlund walks off and the camera drops and fades out.
We now cut to a vignette. We are in a pink glittery decorated locker room where the Angelina Love is powering herself as the camera turns to her.
“Oh high there. You know last week in the entire big world ending stuff there was no room for us, and that’s fine. But now that things have cooled off I guess you would all like to see that sex tape we made back around Wrestlemania with Trish’s husband right?” She shrugs at the camera “well thing is we would love too. But like an idiot Velvet accidently wiped the tape.”
“I did what?” Velvet Sky now walks in from behind a shower wall with only a towel on “oh sorry, you filming something?”
“Yeah hunny, strut your stuff this is for Raw” Love replies.
“Oh” Velvet grins and then pimps her hair and moves a little for the camera.
“Now we would love to let that towel drop boys but the suits won’t let us I’m afraid. So even if we did have another copy of the tape, we couldn’t show it. But take out word for it. Trish your husband is a no good, and I mean no good at anything, son of a bitch and you need to get a divorce right now. Single life really just is the way to go. And once I beat you on Sunday you are going to have a lot more free time. No more pressures of being the champion because the belt is going around my hot tiny little waist. See you soon” she gives a cutesy wave.
The camera then quickly turns to Velvet as she grins and drops the towel, but as it does we immediately go to black, hearing only the audio of the two laughing.
“Wow. I didn’t know you could be pierced there” we hear Angelina say as we cut.

Next its tag team actions as the New Age Outlaws take on and manage to defeat No Limit in what is considered a big upset. As Dogg and Gunn back up the ramp in victory, Dogg comes up to the camera and yells “we are sick of being overlooked. The Outlaws are taking our show back!” Before grabbing Gunn and heading to the back as we go to break.

Then is the women’s turn as newcomer Kelly Kelly is in the ring.
“Great to see Kelly here on Raw and back in the WWE” comments JR. “Yeah yeah I always perk up to see her. Wahoo!”
“And her opponent…” announces Finkle.

*Play Kendra*

Kendra marches out, without Daffney tonight, and she is obviously not in a very good mood. She absolutely destroys poor Kelly in a 3 minuet massacre, mercifully letting her tap to the sleeper, even holding it on for a few moments and then letting her drop to the mat in a heap.
Kendra is announced the winner and gets her hand raised as Gene Okerlund enters the ring.
“Kendra if I can just have a moment. This Sunday you…” he starts but is cut off as Kendra grabs him around the neck and chokeslams him to hell.
“Whoa! She’s really not in a good mood!” King exclaims.
Kendra rises looking out at the booing crowd. They then explode as charging down the ramp comes Awesome Kong. Kendra turns to face her just as Kong tackles her down and starts lying in hard fists. Kendra answers back, the two monster women beating the hell out of each other until finally security enter the ring and forcefully on mass pull them apart. We can see now Kendra is busted open on her forearm, King has a black eye.
“Man, those must have been some hard shots!” Exclaims JR.
As Kong is taken from the ring, both women restrained JR sums it up.
“Well I tell ya folks these two women are going to kill each other in what is now the first ever Last Women Standing match in WWF history! We may not have a company or civil war anymore but these in two monsters private war there will be casualties.”

Then at the top of the hour Chris Jericho defeats Kaz with the Lion Tamer.
As Jericho gets his hand raised Christy Hemme enters the ring for an interview, having taken over for Okerlund.
“Chris Jericho. You are certainly are looking strong heading into the scramble match on Sunday at Foundation. What are your tactics heading into a match like that? A match that now has one more participants and three of the men you will be facing you won’t even know until the match itself.”
“Well first off let me say that you are looking mighty fine, Y2J likes to play with fire if you know what I mean” the crowd laughs and cheers as Christy smiles and blushes “but no seriously, Chris Jericho is tired of being on the injured reserve, Chris Jericho is tired of having his shoulders pinned to the mat. Chris Jericho, the first undisputed champion who defeated Stone Cold and the Rock in the same night wants some more gold around his waist. And it’s time for Y2J have the summer reunion tour of the century, the Attoyla of Rock and Rolla one again touring the country as the World Wrestling Federation Champion. Now I hear you say that there are five other men in my way, three of which I don’t know, well that’s fine because I like a fight. And I will fight, and will beat anyone that tries to get in my way of grabbing hold of and walking away with that title belt. And rest assured this new era of the World Wrestling Federation will get off to a rocking start and the WWF will never EEEEEVER be the same again!”
Jericho’s music plays as he gets up on the ropes and ponds his chest to massive cheers as we fade to break.

Then as we come back from break we pan the live rabid crowd when…

*Play Dusty Rhodes*

The crowd comes alive as Dusty jives down to the ring with a smile on his face. He gets into the ring and walks up to the huge trophy sitting in it.
“Thanks, really people thanks so much. Now, as you may know there was some trouble in paradise after Kishin emerged and dropped me on my head. However Jushin, with the help of good friends and doctors was able to fight him away and bury him. Now he has been himself for a few months now but you and I both know that something was missing. And after last night’s amazing event I knew that the time was right for The American Dream to once again stand by the side of the greatest Intercontinental Champion of all time! He won that amazing battle royal last night at Supercard! Put your hands together everyone for Jushin “Thunder” Liger!”

*Play Liger*

The crowd blows the roof off as Liger comes out with IC title belt around his shoulder. His body language is that of joy as he enters the ring, walks over and embraces Dusty in a hug. Dusty then grabs the Supercard Invitational Trophy and hands it to Liger with a grin on his face. Liger takes it, bowing to Dusty and then holds it high in one hand, the IC title in the other to loud cheers.
“Ladies and Gentleman! The Supercard Invitational winner! The Intercontinental Champion! The man Jushin “Thunder” Liger!”
The crowd cheers loudly as Liger holds up his prizes, posing for pictures with Dusty as we go to break. The band is back together.

When we come back the debuting Little Guido is in the ring.
“And there is the Full Blooded Italian. We are told that his partners Tony Mamaluke and Big Guido won’t be arriving till next week due to other commitments” JR tells us.
“Too bad for poor Little Guido. But he may have a chance to prove himself here in the WWF tonight depending on who he’s facing.”
*Play Samoa Joe*
The crowd reacts as Guido drops his mouth open, going pale and then closes his eyes as Samoa bursts out threw the curtain with a towel over his head.
“Never mind” responds King.
“Well this monster probably would have been suspended if not fired after being on the Undertaker’s side during the war, but he impressed a lot of people including Shane, Karl and yours truly in his winning effort against the ROH originals last night” JR says.
“I saw the move. A double Muscle buster! Man this guy, I mean between what the Undertaker did to his mind and then this rage over ROH and being ignored, Joe has an absolute dominant beast these days” Lawler replies.
Guido gulps as the music fades and Joe removes the towel, scowling over at him. The bell rings and Guido runs forward and it taken down with a hard STjoe. Joe then hammers into him with stuff rights and lefts, then a straight kick followed by a Coquina clutch which Guido quickly taps to. Joe however keeps it on until he is out cold. Joe stands and scowls down at the lifeless Italian, then turning, grabbing his towel and going back from where he has come only minutes ago, striding up the ramp with a satisfied smile appears on his face.
“Man oh mighty. Samoa has got his, well his inner monster back and it seems better than ever. And I think he just put the WWF on notice here tonight.”

Then in our main event two men who will face off on Sunday Bryan Danielson teams up with fellow former resistance member and WWF Champion AJ Styles to take on LAX in our Main Event. Hernandez and Homicide beat the technical down hard with this strong brawling styles, putting up and hell of a fight. But in the end the Champion and challenger pick up the win. After they get their hands raised AJ and Danielson slowly look at each other. The ref brings in the championship which Danielson snatches, examines for a moment and then hands to Styles slowly. AJ takes it with a frown and places it on his shoulder. Bryan now leans in and says “see you Sunday.” With that he walks off leaving Styles standing in the ring, taking the belt from his shoulder and staring at it in thought.
“You see the stitched over his eye from last night’s battle with CM Punk, will AJ have enough to be able to beat 5 men in one match, 3 of which a mystery, on Sunday night? The odds say no” JR tells us as we go to our last break.

We are then in the ring with Shane O Mac.
“Ok then it’s time to get down to serious business. Time for this company’s previous owner to answer for his crimes. Security please bring the Undertaker to the ring” Shane drops the mic and looks over at the entrance way as the crowd stand, buzzing in anticipation.

*Play Undertaker*

Undertaker limps out, barely able to, stitches covering his forehead, surrounding by four security guards, his face solemn and his walk lacking its usual proud stride.
“Notice the music. The chants, the words, the laughs, it’s all gone. For the Undertaker all of that is gone and like the music all he has left is the basics” JR comments.
Taker is escorted now into the ring, the security only breaking formation and standing behind him as they reach the centre of the ring.
“Wow this is creepy JR. I feel like we are watching a War Criminal being brought to trial” King says.
“We are King, we are” JR replies.
Shane has the security hand him a mic as the music dies.
“Where do I begin Taker?” Shane asks, Undertaker looks up, raising and eyebrow and breathing out, his face morose “you used politics and physical force to execute a coo on this company. You were a tyrannical boss, the puppet master of men and women’s lives. Playing with real people like puppets for your own amusement. And all the while you convicted yourself, and tried to convince us that it was for the best, that you were doing the right thing. You became mad with power and in the end just mad. I guess…well since this feels like a trial…how do you plead?”
Taker lifts the microphone and says one word “guilty.”
“Is that is? Don’t you have anything else to say?” Shane frowns at him.
“Only that you, we’ll your friends, we the victors and I was the loser. I will accept any punishment you deem fit. But I ask in return that you only punish me. Do not fire or punish my followers. They were only following my lead. In return I will give myself over to your judgment without resistance” Undertaker speaks plainly.
“Now he shows honor” JR scoffs.
“He’s been humbled” replies King.
“Yeah, you ready did a number on some of those guys’ minds. Some followed without it but some…well let’s just say that we have had to hire some of the best psychiatrists in the business to help them. But Liger returned to normal, he is our success story. I only hope that Hayabusa and Mick Foley will be the same.”
Taker just stares without response.
“Anything else?”
“Nothing else to say. Nothing accept that just so you know, I was right. My Order could have brought peace to this business. You can fire me, but I will find somewhere to work and then I will try again. And next time I won’t fail.”
“I know” Shane nods “and that’s why I have no choice but to do what I am about to do.”
He sighs as Taker raises his head in interest.
“Your match with Shawn Michaels this Sunday will still happen” the crowd cheers loudly, Taker raising his eyebrows “but the stipulations will change. Whoever wins will get a WWF title match at a time and place of their choosing. The loser will be…buried alive.”
The live crowd pops big as Taker now shows understanding.
“That’s right. Your match with Shawn is now a Buried Alive match!”
Taker nods as Shane looks out at the cheering crowd then says “good luck.”
He grins, Taker frown but then understands as he is turned around and blasted with a Super kick from HBK! The crowd is going nuts as Shawn just stares down at him then walks over and picks up the microphone.
“Time to pay the piper Deadman. You and I for the last time and I promise you that it will be your time has run out!” With that he throws down the mic on Taker as his music plays.
Shane looks on and HBK stares down at Taker and the shows fades to black.