Post by DM on Jun 12, 2011 23:26:23 GMT
NWA New Blood Rising 2011
Venue: The Izod Center, East Rutherford, New Jersey (Formerly The Continental Airlines Arena)
Attendance: 20,000-21,000
Tagline: War is the Answer
Theme: Five Finger Death Punch - War is the Answer
Dark Matches
Drew McIntyre def Goldust
Ted DiBiase Jr. draws with Cody Rhodes
Macho Man Randy Savage def. Mr. Perfect
"Welcome everyone to New Blood Rising, it's jam packed here in New Jersey, looming above us the vicious WarGames Cage, six huge matches tonight, this is going to be huge. Hello everyone I'm Gorilla Monsoon and with me tonight, Jesse the body Ventura."
"We're really here, in New Jersey, well last year Evan Bourne walked out a double champion, tonight he has a chance to become World Champion again, but if Misawa has his way with him, I smell trouble for the challenger."
"And of course the other main event for the event, Team NWO against Team NWA in Wargames, it's going to be big Jess."
"CM Punk called out the NWO and he's getting the NWO and I just hope that team NWA is prepared for war, tonight."
"Well why don't we get the ball rolling as we take it down to ringside."
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a fatal four way matchup scheduled for one fall!"
(Play Hardy)
"Introducing first, from Cameron, North Carolina, he weighs in at 228lbs, The Charismatic Enigma, Jeff Hardy!"
(Play Taka)
"Representing the NWO, from Morikoa, Iwate, Japan, weighing 190lbs, Taka Michinoku!"
(Play Sin Cara)
"From Mexico City, Mexico, weighing 197lbs, Sin Cara!"
(Play Del Rio)
"Cabos y caballeros, bienvenidos al anillo, el más grande luchador de todos los de México, la Esencia de la Excelencia, el es Alberto Del Rio!"
All four men were in the corners as the referee explained the rules and rang the bell, all three men all teaming up on Jeff Hardy, just hammering away on him. He was in the middle of a clubberin' as Dusty would say, until Sin Cara and Taka hit a double stunner on him, and Del Rio clotheslined him over the top to the outside, the fans erupting in cheers, but quickly back to boos as Sin Cara was taken down by Taka's spinning heel kick.
Del Rio and Taka started to double team on Sin Cara, each man just taking open shots to his face, just decimating him. Taka threw Sin Cara to the corner and charged in, but Sin Cara jumped and held onto the top rope, hitting a headscissor, taking Taka out of the ring. Del Rio attempted a clothesline, but missed as Sin Cara hit the ropes and hit a cross body block, getting a one count before being shoved to the outside. Taka came back with a right hand to Sin Cara, but this was blocked and he was tossed to the post, hitting it shoulder first.
Sin Cara jumped onto the apron and Del Rio came to grab him, but Sin Cara guillotined him on the ropes, sending him back. He flipped over the top and hit a frankensteiner, spiking Del Rio's head into the mat, hooking the legs for two. Del Rio quickly got back to his feet and was dropkicked out of the ring through the middle rope, Sin Cara coming to fly, he ran to the other side of the ring, but was tripped by Jeff Hardy, who got back into the ring and started to hammer away. On the outside, Taka was just getting back to his feet, Del Rio sending him back first into the railing, and then sent his head into the steps.
Back inside, Hardy was in control, shooting Sin Cara off the ropes and hitting a sleeper hold. Sin Cara jumped up and hit a high angle snap mare as both men rolled to their feet. They charged at each other, Hardy going for a clothesline, Sin Cara hitting a crucifix pin! 1.... 2.... no. Hardy kicked him low, hitting a snap suplex, floating over for the count. 1..., 2.... no. They got back to their feet, Hardy swinging wildly, Sin Cara hitting a japanese rolling clutch, bridging backwards! 1.... 2.... no, Del Rio came in to break up the count. Del Rio grabbed Sin Cara and hit a nothern lights suplex, bridging with it, 1.... 2..... no! Sin Cara kicked out of it as Taka was geting back into the ring. Taka superkicked Sin Cara in the face and charged at Del Rio, taking him down with an elbow to the chest.
Jeff kicked Taka in the chest and went for the Twist of Hate, but Taka countered hit and quickly shoved him to the corner, Jeff hitting it chest first. He locked in a full nelson and hit a dragon suplex with a bridge! 1.... 2.... no! Jeff kicked out of it! They got back to their feet as Jeff went for a kick, but his foot was caught. He hit the mule kick on Taka, sending him into the corner. He went for his springboard corner dropkick, but Taka rose quickly and caught Hardy in mid air, spiking him down with an Alabama Slam, holding onto the legs and jackknifing them into a pin! 1.... 2.... no, Del Rio broke up the pin before the three.
Taka and Del Rio got up and started to argue, beginning to trade bombs back and forth, Del Rio getting the advantage, locking in a hammerlock. Sin Cara came from out of nowhere with a flying leg lariat, Taka ducking, Del Rio getting smashed into the corner. Taka went for the Michinoku Driver, but Sin Cara landed behind Taka and rolled him up with a school boy! 1.... 2.... no! Taka kicked Sin Cara off, firing him into the ropes, going for a tiltawhirl backbreaker, but Sin Cara was able to reverse that into an arm drag, Taka going down. From behind, Jeff Hardy clocked Sin Cara in the back of the head with a clothesline, dimming his lights. He dropped a leg on the back of his neck, continuing the pressure as Del Rio came out of the corner. Jeff kicked him back into the corner and mounted him, connecting with a ten punch. Instead of hitting the tenth punch, he leapt off the middle rope and hit a dropkick to Del Rio's face, knocking him down. He went for the cover, getting a two.
Hardy got back to his feet and fired Del Rio into the corner, charging in. Del Rio moved out of the way as Hardy's shoulder decked the post hard, but as Del Rio backed out, he was caught by a sleeper by Taka! Del Rio backed him into the corner, elbowing him in the face. Sin Cara came charging in from the other side and was back dropped into the corner, but Sin Cara landed on Taka's shoulders, pulling him from the corner with a frankensteiner! Taka rolled back to his feet and was thrown from the ring by Del Rio, who winked at him. Sin Cara kicked him in the face, knocking him into the ropes and charged forward, but was backdropped over the top, landing right on top of Taka!
Del Rio and Hardy were the only ones in the ring as Hardy pulled himself from the corner, Del Rio continuing the pressure on the arm. He locked in a hammerlock and brought Jeff down to the mat, dropping knees on the shoudler and elbow joints, just cranking up the pressure. Del Rio picked Jeff back up to his feet, still holding onto the hammerlock, hitting a half nelson slam, Jeff's injured arm under his back, a hammerlock half nelson slam! He covered Jeff for 1.... 2.... no, Hardy barely kicked out of it. Del Rio continued to work on the arm until Taka came back into the ring slowly.
Del Rio turned his attention to Taka, grabbing HIS arm and blasting it into the turnbuckle a couple times before turning him around and slapping his face. Taka countered by headbutting him and kicking at his knees and face, taking him down with a spinning thrust kick to his face. He came off the middle rope with a springboard moonsault, starting to get some momentum. He ascended the top rope and leapt off with a missile dropkick, taking Del Rio down. 1.... 2.... no! Del Rio fought out of it! Taka hit the ropes on the other side, coming off with a cross body onto Del Rio. Del Rio got right back up, having no idea where Taka was coming from as he turned around into an arm wringer, taking a kick to the face.
Taka went for the cover again, 1.... 2.... NO! The count was broken up by Sin Cara flying from the top rope with a corkscrew senton right onto Taka! Sin Cara covered, 1.... 2.... no! Del Rio broke up the count and went for the cross arm breaker on Sin Cara, locking it in, but Sin Cara rolled backwards and broke the hold before it got fully locked in. He came off the ropes and went for a flying headscissor, turning into La Mistica! Del Rio's arm was in pain, but he wouldn't tap out as he struggled and strained for the ropes, getting a hold of them, the referee forcing the break.
Sin Cara broke the hold and waited for Del Rio to rise, but didn't see Hardy from behind lock him in a sleeper hold. Sin Cara ran to the corner and dropped to the mat, Hardy's face hitting the turnbuckle. Taka got back to his feet and Jeff turned around right into the Michinoku Driver, planting him like a tree! He hooked the legs, 1.... 2.... NO! Sin Cara broke the count with a dropkick to Taka's face! Taka rose up in the corner, Sin Cara charged in and hit a hellacious clothesline, placing Taka on the top rope, going to finish him off. Taka fought him off as he pushed Sin Cara down, but he landed on his feet.
Sin Cara was turned around by Del Rio and slammed down to the canvas hard with a body slam. He picked him up and threw him to the ropes. He threw Sin Cara high into the air, but Sin Cara landed on the ropes where Taka was in the corner and quickly hit The Final Sin right from the corner! Taka was out cold as Del Rio charged in with a running clothesline, but Sin Cara ducked it and hooked the arm, turning Del Rio around and blasting him dead in the face with a roundhouse kick, Del Rio being taken straight out of the ring.
Sin Cara covered Taka, it was over. 1.... 2.... NO! Jeff Hardy broke up the count before the ref could get to three, he just saved the match is what happened. Jeff and Sin Cara were up on their feet as Jeff tossed Sin Cara to the ropes. Sin Cara ducked a clothesline and went for La Mistica one more time, but when Sin Cara went to lock in the armbar, Jeff caught him in midair and countered with the Twist of Hate right from the La Mistica position, crashing down into the mat! Jeff rolled over and hooked Sin Cara's leg for 1.... 2.... 3.
"Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, Jeff Hardy!"
Somehow, someway, Jeff Hardy was able to counter La Mistica straight into the Twist of Hate, taking Sin Cara down for the count as he rolled out of the ring, the referee raising his hand in victory as Taka was now just starting to come to, Ricardo tending to Del Rio as Jeff Hardy started walking to the back, a sick smile crossing his face as he just shot himself up in the NWA rankings with a huge victory tonight. A fantastic effort from all four men, but Jeff Hardy's experience was the deciding factor.
[Play Out]
"Ladies and Gentleman, this contest, scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship. Standing over to the right the challenger, Philadelphia Pennsylvania, weighing in at 275 lbs, with a win/loss record of 15 Wins, 7 Losses and 4 Draws, The Patriot. His opponent, from South Africa, weighing in at 223, he, is the current NWA Cruiserweight Champion, with a win/loss record of 9 Wins, 0 Losses and 5 by knock out, Justin, Gabriel."
The bell would sound as Gorilla would remind the fans that even though the title was on the line, should Patriot win, due to his weight class, the belt would be forfited, this was nothing more than a grudge match. Patriot would extend his palm, trying to...talk sense to Gabriel whom just kicked his palm aside and charged in though Patriot dropped him with a firemans carry, locking in a headlock. Gabriel rose up, breaking out with his elbows and came off the rope with a shoulder lariat then came off the rope again with a climb up dropkick. He poised and charged in with a shoulder tackle right into the ribs taking him down, mounting him and would start to punch over his head.
Gabriel wasn't holding back as Patriot would kick him off, rising to his feet as Justin came off the rope, missing a clothesline as Patriot caught him for a side slam, Gabriel counteirng into a spinning headscissor, starting to kick at his body until Patriot grabbed a hold of his leg and took him down with a dragonscrew. Gabriel held his leg as Patriot would jerk at it, dropping a few elbows over the knee then placed him in the center of the ring, Gabriel kicking him off and kipped up, Patriot dropping him with a front tackle to the knee.
Patriot rose and would pull him to his feet, hitting a few suplexes then an armdrag, locking it in and held him down, slowly pulling him up and tossed him to the ropes, dropping him with a backbody drop then clotheslined him out of the ring. Patriot watched for him to rise as he held his hands up though Gabriel grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him to the floor, tackling him into the stairs, wailing over his head with haymakers, tossing him back inside. Gabriel climbed the top rope and came down with a dropkick, coming at him again with a falling spinkick across the head, knocking him on his back. Gabriel would grab him by the head, bashing his knees into his face though Patriot countered with a backbody drop.
He caught his bearings and came off the rope with a clothesline though Gabriel countered with a crucifix pin for two. Both men rose though Patriot was faster, taking him down with an armdrag, wrapping the legs around the arm to hold him in place. Gabriel would fight out, rolling to his feet and blocked a kick from Patriot, coming in with a wheel kick though Patriot quickly countered with a capture suplex, prepping himself and came at him with a spear, Gabriel leapfrogging as Patriot flew to the floor. Gabriel would bounce off the rope and leapt with a summersault plauncha over the ropes, crashing down on the floor below.
Gabriel would toss Patriot into the ring, climbing the apron and leapt with a springboard clothesline, taking a big boot to the face. Patriot came off the rope with a legdrop right over his throat, pulling him to his feet and placed him in a torture rack then dropped him with a swinging neck breaker, rising up and dropped him with a belly to belly suplex then a frontsault suplex, Gabriel rolling to the floor. He got a running start and would suicide dive through the ropes, crashing upon him below. Patriot rose and tossed him into the ring, climbing the rope and dropped him with a flying clothesline, locking Gabriel in a triangle choke, wrenching on the neck.
Gabriel would slowly move his legs, getting a hold of the rope as the hold broke, Patriot grappling with him to the corner, ramming his knee into his middle and placed him on top, looking for a superplex though Gabriel kicked him off and down, leaping with a dropkick, rising up and would swing with Goodnyte though Patriot would grab the leg in a counter and swept the other, Gabriel dropping to his chest as Patriot applied pressure with a Sitdown Inverted Brocklock.
His leg was stretching over Patriot's back and shoulder, yelling out in pain as he reached for the ropes though Patriot had the weight advantage. Gabriel would struggle as Patriot woudl bend forward, using the other arm to apply a chinlock and connected his hands, literally bending him in half. He yelled out in pain, almost wanting to tap right there, using his palm to grab a hold over Patriot's arm and was able to slide his head out, pushing up and would roll forward, breaking the hold as Patriot hit the turnbuckle. Gabriel rose and quickly dropped him with an X-Factor, rolling on his back and pulled himself back up, rolling his leg in place to try and get the blood flow. Patriot rose as Gabriel came in with a spinning neck breaker though Patriot slid out, pushing him chest firs to the ropes and dropped him with a release german suplex, Gabriel landing on his front.
Patriot rose and came in quick with a body tackle, pulling him up and locked him in a sitout powerbomb, only getting a two count. Patriot rose and tossed him to the ropes, picking him up for a spinebuster though Gabriel rolled forward with a sunsetflip, coming off the rope with a springboard cross body, rolling off of him and came off the rope with a flying elbow, Patriot would catch him in mid air and dropped him with a rolling spine buster.
Both men lay as Patriot was the first one up, pulling Gabriel up whom broke out of the grapple and connected with a hard kick to the head, knocking him to the corner then rushed in. Patriot would him over the rope though Gabriel landed on the apron, connecting with a kick across the head and climbed the top rope, leaping with the 450 and connected as Patriot rolled backwards and rose to his feet, holding Gabriel when he landed and dropped him with a powerslam.
Patriot rolled off, holding his ribs a bit from the splash as Gabriel didn't expect him to counter it, slowly rising up as Patriot ran with a spear though in mid air Gabriel was able to counter that into a DDT, both men knocked out. Gabriel held his ribs in pain, rising up at the count of seven, using the ropes if he had to as Patriot caught him with a rear waist lock, rasing him up for an electrc chair though Gabriel slid out, landing on his feet, ducking a clothesline and would swing hard with his foot, connecting with Goodnyte as the ref went to quickly check on him though Patriot was not knocked out, rolling over to his back as Gabriel climbed the top rope and would splash with the 450, the ref counting, 1....2....3.
"Ladies and gentleman here is your winner by pinfall and still NWA Cruiserweight Champion, Justin, Gabriel."
He rose up taking his cruiserweight title, looking down at his adversary in disgust, glad to finally get that over with as he climbed the top rope to display his title.
[Play Out]
What the hell? The masked assassin was in the ring and he took Gabriel down from the top rope with a supersunset flip, crashing him down upon the mat. The assassin would look down at him, shaking his head, slowly removing the black mask and would reveal himself....as Blue Demon Jr. slowly he would pick Gabriel up in a torture rack then dropped down, Gabriel's body splitting in half from the slam as Blue Demon rolled out of the ring, Gabriel holding back in agony as it was finally revealed whom it was and apparently was the third member in the Regime of XTreme, his mission obviously clear as he had two good friends in the locker room, nearly kill each other in the ring as he escaped through the curtain.
Backstage, Lord Alfred Hayes was, unfortunately, interviewing Ric Flair once again.
"I am standing here with one of the members of Team NWA heading into WarGames-"
"WOOOO! Alfred, what the hell are you doing? I don't need any introduction, I'm Ric Flair! WOO! I'm Ric Flair, damn it! The Nature Boy! WOO! Sixteen time World Heavyweight Champion! WOO! I'm teamin' with CM Punk! WOO! Ricky Steamboat! WOO! And Vader! WOO! Woo, woo, WOOOOO! I'm standing here right now, biting my fingernails, kicking down doors, banging on walls! I can't wait to get my hands on Chono and his boys, whoever the hell his partners in NWO are! WOO! Alfred, who's gonna win this match?"
"Well-"
"WOOOOO! It's gonna be NWA! The greatest wrestling promotion in the universe! The location of Space Mountain! WOO! The place the Second City Straightede Saint calls home! WOO! The Dragon's Den! WOO! The Mastodon's Cavern! WOO! WOOOOO!!!! INOKI!!! NWO is going down! Down in WarGames, because God has spoken! To be the man, you've gotta beat the man, and goddamn it, I am THE MAN! WOOOOO!"
Inoki stepped into the camera, clapping his hands.
"Very good, very convincing. But tell me... how are you going to win WarGames... if you're not even in?"
Inoki snapped his fingers and the NWO showed up out of nowhere and started pounding the ever loving hell outta Flair, beating him down with singapore canes. Chosyu rammed his head into the wall, and as Flair bounced off, Chono Yakuza Kicked him in the face, knocking him down. Ultimo Dragon then locked in the Dragon Sleeper as everyone just kicked at his prone body, until Punk, Steamboat, and Vader all came into view with steel chairs, NWO retreating. Punk and Steamboat tended to Flair as Vader called for help, Flair was hurting big time, being busted wide open from the beating.
"Ladies and Gentleman the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Women's Championship."
[Play Out]
Both women looked at each other, the anger in Beth's eyes apparent as the bell sounded and slowly both women met in the center of the ring, Lea starting things off with a slap to her face, almost daring her on. Beth turned to look at her again as Lea slapped the other cheek, now really starting to double dare her. Beth would look to her again as Lea went for another slap though this time Beth caught the hand. Lea went for another though she caught that hand as well, gripping the wrists with her brute strength as Lea connected with a headbutt right to the nose. It broke the hold as she started to kick to her ribs and hit over her back, moving her to the corner and would kick to her over and over again, climbing up and started to slug over her head.
Beth would push her off as Lea climbed up again, punching over her head as Beth pushed her off again, coming at her with a double axe though a stiff kick in the face knocked her back to the corner, Lea climbing up and struck at her face with her knees, pulling down and would drag Phoenix's eyes over the rope and dropped her to the mat. Lea would drop a few knees over her back then pushed it against her throat, squeezing at her using the rope as leverage then let go, starting to kick at her ribs.
Lea backed off and would kick her hard in the ribs a few more times then once right over the face, straddling her and would start to claw at her face, Beth kicking with her feet. She would release and called out to the crowd, dragging Beth up by the hair and slammed her face first into the turnbuckle, forcing her to straddle the middle rope and dropped her with a midrope neck breaker.
She rose up with a pose, pulling Beth up by the hair and locked her in a headlock, dropping her down with a bulldog and continued to stomp upon her, locking in a clutch. Lea woudl apply more pressure by leaping up and down, splashing upon her back while keeping the clutch applied, Beth starting to get annoyed as slowly she would start to rise, holding upon Lea's legs. She quickly turned it into a sleeper and wrapped her legs around, applying more pressure. Beth would slowly walk around, trying to break the hold and moved to the corner, ramming Lea into it a few times but she held on like a cobra, refusing to let go.
Beth would ram her again and again but still Lea refused to give in, forcing Beth down to a knee then wrenched on her head, trying for force her down. Beth would rise up again and reached up, grabbing Lea by the hair and forcefully would pull her off of her, slamming her down upon the mat. It was a break but she was a bit light headed from the hold, Lea rushing in and connected with a big boot, knocking her to the corner and started to strike her with her forearms. She climbed up and started to punch at her, until Beth grabbed a hold of her waist, pulling away for a powerbomb. Lea slid out behind her, coming off of the rope and connected with a cross body...though Beth held on.
Beth held onto her, dropping a knee over her back not once, not twice but three times, setting her up on her shoulders then placed her in a gorilla press, holding her up and literally tossed her over the steel post, Lea crashing upon the stairs on the floor below. Lea held her ribs as Beth rolled to the floor, grabbing her by the hair and literally tossed her across the floor, pulling her up again and flung her hard against the barricade. Beth dragged her up and tossed her into the ring, pulling her by the leg and the hair then started to bend her over the steel post. Lea would scream until Beth let go, rolling into the ring and dragged her up, looking ready to rip her head off but instead she tossed her across the ring.
Lea smacked into the corner as Beth grabbed her again, tossing her across the ring a second time then followed up with a powerful clothesline, nearly taking her head clean off. Beth picked her up and would drop her with three suplexes then three body slams then a short arm clothesline, forcing her back to her feet by the arm and did it again, then again, and again, and again, the final one forcing Lea to spin and hit the mat, holding her arm and neck.
Beth woudl grab her by the throat, forcefully and would start to choke her in the air, Lea kicking with her feet to get out though she was tossed to the corner, Beth splashing upon her and struck her hard over the head, placing her on the top and climbed up. Phoenix looked for a superplex, but instead, she would gorilla press Lea, holding her up from the top rope, fans were freaking out since Beth looked as if she were going to toss her into the crowd but instead she would toss her to the ring, Lea smacking upon the mat with a thud.
Phoenix would then fly with a double axe, smashing it over Lea's head, nearly drilling her through the mat. Beth rose up and forced her to her feet, tossing her to the ropes and caught her with a bearhug, starting to squeeze the life out of her though Lea fought back by digging her nails into her face to break the hold. Phoenix backed off and came in quick though was dropped with a drop toe hold, Lea locking in a headlock. Phoenix would rise up, picking her up and literally tossed her over the top rope to the floor, Lea smacking into the barricade.
Beth rolled out after her, grabbing her by the hair and would swing her by the hair right into the steel stairs. She then tossed her into the ring, rolling inside and grabbed her from behind in a full nelson. Lea would slide out and went to kick her with both legs, Beth grabbed a hold of her legs and would split them. Lea sat up holding her inner thigh then was dragged up, tossed violently to the corner as Beth came in but missed a bodysplash, Lea climbing upon her shoulders and hooked Beth's arms behind her back with her legs and fell back, doing a backcracker but held the arms in place, trying to make her submit.
Lea would reach up with her hands and pulled back on the neck as well so her shoulders weren't on the mat, Phoenix refusing to give up as her foot would catch the rope, Lea letting go of the hold and would poise, waiting and swung hard with a kick, though Phoenix caught her ankle and violently pulled her in and caught her with a capture spine buster. Lea tried to escape the ring though Beth grabbed her ankle and pulled her away, dragging her up and hooked her up for a stalling reverse suplex. Phoenix held her up for a full minute then came down, Lea smashing into the mat and held her front as Beth tossed her to the rope and slammed her with a gorilla press toss.
Lea rose due to the momentum and would booted to the corner, Beth rushing in though Lea would spit red mist right into her face, blinding her as Lea quickly turned her around, grabbing her around the neck and leapt from the rope with the Diamond Dust, quickly covering...1....No.
She looked at the ref in disbelife. That was a one? All that work for a one? She went after her again, stomping and punching along her head, trying for the Axe Guillotine Driver though Beth countered, dropping her with a powerbomb then quickly pulled her up, picking her up and slammed her down with the GlamSlam...though didn't cover. She wiped the mist from her face, remembering the four weeks of stalking and pulled her back up and dropped her again with another GlamSlam but again would cover her. She picked her up for a third time and dropped her with a third GlamSlam, rolling her upon her back and just placed her foot over her for one...two....three.
"Ladies and Gentleman the winner of this match and Still NWA Women's Champion, Beth, Phoenix."
Beth had retained her title and made an example out of Vampriss, former 2 Time champion no less as she made her way out of the ring, taking her time no less as she wiped the mist from her eye, another victory under her belt and former champion Vampriss was now back at the bottom of the ladder as Phoenix continued to soar high over the women's division.
Venue: The Izod Center, East Rutherford, New Jersey (Formerly The Continental Airlines Arena)
Attendance: 20,000-21,000
Tagline: War is the Answer
Theme: Five Finger Death Punch - War is the Answer
Dark Matches
Drew McIntyre def Goldust
Ted DiBiase Jr. draws with Cody Rhodes
Macho Man Randy Savage def. Mr. Perfect
"Welcome everyone to New Blood Rising, it's jam packed here in New Jersey, looming above us the vicious WarGames Cage, six huge matches tonight, this is going to be huge. Hello everyone I'm Gorilla Monsoon and with me tonight, Jesse the body Ventura."
"We're really here, in New Jersey, well last year Evan Bourne walked out a double champion, tonight he has a chance to become World Champion again, but if Misawa has his way with him, I smell trouble for the challenger."
"And of course the other main event for the event, Team NWO against Team NWA in Wargames, it's going to be big Jess."
"CM Punk called out the NWO and he's getting the NWO and I just hope that team NWA is prepared for war, tonight."
"Well why don't we get the ball rolling as we take it down to ringside."
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a fatal four way matchup scheduled for one fall!"
(Play Hardy)
"Introducing first, from Cameron, North Carolina, he weighs in at 228lbs, The Charismatic Enigma, Jeff Hardy!"
(Play Taka)
"Representing the NWO, from Morikoa, Iwate, Japan, weighing 190lbs, Taka Michinoku!"
(Play Sin Cara)
"From Mexico City, Mexico, weighing 197lbs, Sin Cara!"
(Play Del Rio)
"Cabos y caballeros, bienvenidos al anillo, el más grande luchador de todos los de México, la Esencia de la Excelencia, el es Alberto Del Rio!"
All four men were in the corners as the referee explained the rules and rang the bell, all three men all teaming up on Jeff Hardy, just hammering away on him. He was in the middle of a clubberin' as Dusty would say, until Sin Cara and Taka hit a double stunner on him, and Del Rio clotheslined him over the top to the outside, the fans erupting in cheers, but quickly back to boos as Sin Cara was taken down by Taka's spinning heel kick.
Del Rio and Taka started to double team on Sin Cara, each man just taking open shots to his face, just decimating him. Taka threw Sin Cara to the corner and charged in, but Sin Cara jumped and held onto the top rope, hitting a headscissor, taking Taka out of the ring. Del Rio attempted a clothesline, but missed as Sin Cara hit the ropes and hit a cross body block, getting a one count before being shoved to the outside. Taka came back with a right hand to Sin Cara, but this was blocked and he was tossed to the post, hitting it shoulder first.
Sin Cara jumped onto the apron and Del Rio came to grab him, but Sin Cara guillotined him on the ropes, sending him back. He flipped over the top and hit a frankensteiner, spiking Del Rio's head into the mat, hooking the legs for two. Del Rio quickly got back to his feet and was dropkicked out of the ring through the middle rope, Sin Cara coming to fly, he ran to the other side of the ring, but was tripped by Jeff Hardy, who got back into the ring and started to hammer away. On the outside, Taka was just getting back to his feet, Del Rio sending him back first into the railing, and then sent his head into the steps.
Back inside, Hardy was in control, shooting Sin Cara off the ropes and hitting a sleeper hold. Sin Cara jumped up and hit a high angle snap mare as both men rolled to their feet. They charged at each other, Hardy going for a clothesline, Sin Cara hitting a crucifix pin! 1.... 2.... no. Hardy kicked him low, hitting a snap suplex, floating over for the count. 1..., 2.... no. They got back to their feet, Hardy swinging wildly, Sin Cara hitting a japanese rolling clutch, bridging backwards! 1.... 2.... no, Del Rio came in to break up the count. Del Rio grabbed Sin Cara and hit a nothern lights suplex, bridging with it, 1.... 2..... no! Sin Cara kicked out of it as Taka was geting back into the ring. Taka superkicked Sin Cara in the face and charged at Del Rio, taking him down with an elbow to the chest.
Jeff kicked Taka in the chest and went for the Twist of Hate, but Taka countered hit and quickly shoved him to the corner, Jeff hitting it chest first. He locked in a full nelson and hit a dragon suplex with a bridge! 1.... 2.... no! Jeff kicked out of it! They got back to their feet as Jeff went for a kick, but his foot was caught. He hit the mule kick on Taka, sending him into the corner. He went for his springboard corner dropkick, but Taka rose quickly and caught Hardy in mid air, spiking him down with an Alabama Slam, holding onto the legs and jackknifing them into a pin! 1.... 2.... no, Del Rio broke up the pin before the three.
Taka and Del Rio got up and started to argue, beginning to trade bombs back and forth, Del Rio getting the advantage, locking in a hammerlock. Sin Cara came from out of nowhere with a flying leg lariat, Taka ducking, Del Rio getting smashed into the corner. Taka went for the Michinoku Driver, but Sin Cara landed behind Taka and rolled him up with a school boy! 1.... 2.... no! Taka kicked Sin Cara off, firing him into the ropes, going for a tiltawhirl backbreaker, but Sin Cara was able to reverse that into an arm drag, Taka going down. From behind, Jeff Hardy clocked Sin Cara in the back of the head with a clothesline, dimming his lights. He dropped a leg on the back of his neck, continuing the pressure as Del Rio came out of the corner. Jeff kicked him back into the corner and mounted him, connecting with a ten punch. Instead of hitting the tenth punch, he leapt off the middle rope and hit a dropkick to Del Rio's face, knocking him down. He went for the cover, getting a two.
Hardy got back to his feet and fired Del Rio into the corner, charging in. Del Rio moved out of the way as Hardy's shoulder decked the post hard, but as Del Rio backed out, he was caught by a sleeper by Taka! Del Rio backed him into the corner, elbowing him in the face. Sin Cara came charging in from the other side and was back dropped into the corner, but Sin Cara landed on Taka's shoulders, pulling him from the corner with a frankensteiner! Taka rolled back to his feet and was thrown from the ring by Del Rio, who winked at him. Sin Cara kicked him in the face, knocking him into the ropes and charged forward, but was backdropped over the top, landing right on top of Taka!
Del Rio and Hardy were the only ones in the ring as Hardy pulled himself from the corner, Del Rio continuing the pressure on the arm. He locked in a hammerlock and brought Jeff down to the mat, dropping knees on the shoudler and elbow joints, just cranking up the pressure. Del Rio picked Jeff back up to his feet, still holding onto the hammerlock, hitting a half nelson slam, Jeff's injured arm under his back, a hammerlock half nelson slam! He covered Jeff for 1.... 2.... no, Hardy barely kicked out of it. Del Rio continued to work on the arm until Taka came back into the ring slowly.
Del Rio turned his attention to Taka, grabbing HIS arm and blasting it into the turnbuckle a couple times before turning him around and slapping his face. Taka countered by headbutting him and kicking at his knees and face, taking him down with a spinning thrust kick to his face. He came off the middle rope with a springboard moonsault, starting to get some momentum. He ascended the top rope and leapt off with a missile dropkick, taking Del Rio down. 1.... 2.... no! Del Rio fought out of it! Taka hit the ropes on the other side, coming off with a cross body onto Del Rio. Del Rio got right back up, having no idea where Taka was coming from as he turned around into an arm wringer, taking a kick to the face.
Taka went for the cover again, 1.... 2.... NO! The count was broken up by Sin Cara flying from the top rope with a corkscrew senton right onto Taka! Sin Cara covered, 1.... 2.... no! Del Rio broke up the count and went for the cross arm breaker on Sin Cara, locking it in, but Sin Cara rolled backwards and broke the hold before it got fully locked in. He came off the ropes and went for a flying headscissor, turning into La Mistica! Del Rio's arm was in pain, but he wouldn't tap out as he struggled and strained for the ropes, getting a hold of them, the referee forcing the break.
Sin Cara broke the hold and waited for Del Rio to rise, but didn't see Hardy from behind lock him in a sleeper hold. Sin Cara ran to the corner and dropped to the mat, Hardy's face hitting the turnbuckle. Taka got back to his feet and Jeff turned around right into the Michinoku Driver, planting him like a tree! He hooked the legs, 1.... 2.... NO! Sin Cara broke the count with a dropkick to Taka's face! Taka rose up in the corner, Sin Cara charged in and hit a hellacious clothesline, placing Taka on the top rope, going to finish him off. Taka fought him off as he pushed Sin Cara down, but he landed on his feet.
Sin Cara was turned around by Del Rio and slammed down to the canvas hard with a body slam. He picked him up and threw him to the ropes. He threw Sin Cara high into the air, but Sin Cara landed on the ropes where Taka was in the corner and quickly hit The Final Sin right from the corner! Taka was out cold as Del Rio charged in with a running clothesline, but Sin Cara ducked it and hooked the arm, turning Del Rio around and blasting him dead in the face with a roundhouse kick, Del Rio being taken straight out of the ring.
Sin Cara covered Taka, it was over. 1.... 2.... NO! Jeff Hardy broke up the count before the ref could get to three, he just saved the match is what happened. Jeff and Sin Cara were up on their feet as Jeff tossed Sin Cara to the ropes. Sin Cara ducked a clothesline and went for La Mistica one more time, but when Sin Cara went to lock in the armbar, Jeff caught him in midair and countered with the Twist of Hate right from the La Mistica position, crashing down into the mat! Jeff rolled over and hooked Sin Cara's leg for 1.... 2.... 3.
"Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, Jeff Hardy!"
Somehow, someway, Jeff Hardy was able to counter La Mistica straight into the Twist of Hate, taking Sin Cara down for the count as he rolled out of the ring, the referee raising his hand in victory as Taka was now just starting to come to, Ricardo tending to Del Rio as Jeff Hardy started walking to the back, a sick smile crossing his face as he just shot himself up in the NWA rankings with a huge victory tonight. A fantastic effort from all four men, but Jeff Hardy's experience was the deciding factor.
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"Ladies and Gentleman, this contest, scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Cruiserweight Championship. Standing over to the right the challenger, Philadelphia Pennsylvania, weighing in at 275 lbs, with a win/loss record of 15 Wins, 7 Losses and 4 Draws, The Patriot. His opponent, from South Africa, weighing in at 223, he, is the current NWA Cruiserweight Champion, with a win/loss record of 9 Wins, 0 Losses and 5 by knock out, Justin, Gabriel."
The bell would sound as Gorilla would remind the fans that even though the title was on the line, should Patriot win, due to his weight class, the belt would be forfited, this was nothing more than a grudge match. Patriot would extend his palm, trying to...talk sense to Gabriel whom just kicked his palm aside and charged in though Patriot dropped him with a firemans carry, locking in a headlock. Gabriel rose up, breaking out with his elbows and came off the rope with a shoulder lariat then came off the rope again with a climb up dropkick. He poised and charged in with a shoulder tackle right into the ribs taking him down, mounting him and would start to punch over his head.
Gabriel wasn't holding back as Patriot would kick him off, rising to his feet as Justin came off the rope, missing a clothesline as Patriot caught him for a side slam, Gabriel counteirng into a spinning headscissor, starting to kick at his body until Patriot grabbed a hold of his leg and took him down with a dragonscrew. Gabriel held his leg as Patriot would jerk at it, dropping a few elbows over the knee then placed him in the center of the ring, Gabriel kicking him off and kipped up, Patriot dropping him with a front tackle to the knee.
Patriot rose and would pull him to his feet, hitting a few suplexes then an armdrag, locking it in and held him down, slowly pulling him up and tossed him to the ropes, dropping him with a backbody drop then clotheslined him out of the ring. Patriot watched for him to rise as he held his hands up though Gabriel grabbed him by the ankles and pulled him to the floor, tackling him into the stairs, wailing over his head with haymakers, tossing him back inside. Gabriel climbed the top rope and came down with a dropkick, coming at him again with a falling spinkick across the head, knocking him on his back. Gabriel would grab him by the head, bashing his knees into his face though Patriot countered with a backbody drop.
He caught his bearings and came off the rope with a clothesline though Gabriel countered with a crucifix pin for two. Both men rose though Patriot was faster, taking him down with an armdrag, wrapping the legs around the arm to hold him in place. Gabriel would fight out, rolling to his feet and blocked a kick from Patriot, coming in with a wheel kick though Patriot quickly countered with a capture suplex, prepping himself and came at him with a spear, Gabriel leapfrogging as Patriot flew to the floor. Gabriel would bounce off the rope and leapt with a summersault plauncha over the ropes, crashing down on the floor below.
Gabriel would toss Patriot into the ring, climbing the apron and leapt with a springboard clothesline, taking a big boot to the face. Patriot came off the rope with a legdrop right over his throat, pulling him to his feet and placed him in a torture rack then dropped him with a swinging neck breaker, rising up and dropped him with a belly to belly suplex then a frontsault suplex, Gabriel rolling to the floor. He got a running start and would suicide dive through the ropes, crashing upon him below. Patriot rose and tossed him into the ring, climbing the rope and dropped him with a flying clothesline, locking Gabriel in a triangle choke, wrenching on the neck.
Gabriel would slowly move his legs, getting a hold of the rope as the hold broke, Patriot grappling with him to the corner, ramming his knee into his middle and placed him on top, looking for a superplex though Gabriel kicked him off and down, leaping with a dropkick, rising up and would swing with Goodnyte though Patriot would grab the leg in a counter and swept the other, Gabriel dropping to his chest as Patriot applied pressure with a Sitdown Inverted Brocklock.
His leg was stretching over Patriot's back and shoulder, yelling out in pain as he reached for the ropes though Patriot had the weight advantage. Gabriel would struggle as Patriot woudl bend forward, using the other arm to apply a chinlock and connected his hands, literally bending him in half. He yelled out in pain, almost wanting to tap right there, using his palm to grab a hold over Patriot's arm and was able to slide his head out, pushing up and would roll forward, breaking the hold as Patriot hit the turnbuckle. Gabriel rose and quickly dropped him with an X-Factor, rolling on his back and pulled himself back up, rolling his leg in place to try and get the blood flow. Patriot rose as Gabriel came in with a spinning neck breaker though Patriot slid out, pushing him chest firs to the ropes and dropped him with a release german suplex, Gabriel landing on his front.
Patriot rose and came in quick with a body tackle, pulling him up and locked him in a sitout powerbomb, only getting a two count. Patriot rose and tossed him to the ropes, picking him up for a spinebuster though Gabriel rolled forward with a sunsetflip, coming off the rope with a springboard cross body, rolling off of him and came off the rope with a flying elbow, Patriot would catch him in mid air and dropped him with a rolling spine buster.
Both men lay as Patriot was the first one up, pulling Gabriel up whom broke out of the grapple and connected with a hard kick to the head, knocking him to the corner then rushed in. Patriot would him over the rope though Gabriel landed on the apron, connecting with a kick across the head and climbed the top rope, leaping with the 450 and connected as Patriot rolled backwards and rose to his feet, holding Gabriel when he landed and dropped him with a powerslam.
Patriot rolled off, holding his ribs a bit from the splash as Gabriel didn't expect him to counter it, slowly rising up as Patriot ran with a spear though in mid air Gabriel was able to counter that into a DDT, both men knocked out. Gabriel held his ribs in pain, rising up at the count of seven, using the ropes if he had to as Patriot caught him with a rear waist lock, rasing him up for an electrc chair though Gabriel slid out, landing on his feet, ducking a clothesline and would swing hard with his foot, connecting with Goodnyte as the ref went to quickly check on him though Patriot was not knocked out, rolling over to his back as Gabriel climbed the top rope and would splash with the 450, the ref counting, 1....2....3.
"Ladies and gentleman here is your winner by pinfall and still NWA Cruiserweight Champion, Justin, Gabriel."
He rose up taking his cruiserweight title, looking down at his adversary in disgust, glad to finally get that over with as he climbed the top rope to display his title.
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What the hell? The masked assassin was in the ring and he took Gabriel down from the top rope with a supersunset flip, crashing him down upon the mat. The assassin would look down at him, shaking his head, slowly removing the black mask and would reveal himself....as Blue Demon Jr. slowly he would pick Gabriel up in a torture rack then dropped down, Gabriel's body splitting in half from the slam as Blue Demon rolled out of the ring, Gabriel holding back in agony as it was finally revealed whom it was and apparently was the third member in the Regime of XTreme, his mission obviously clear as he had two good friends in the locker room, nearly kill each other in the ring as he escaped through the curtain.
Backstage, Lord Alfred Hayes was, unfortunately, interviewing Ric Flair once again.
"I am standing here with one of the members of Team NWA heading into WarGames-"
"WOOOO! Alfred, what the hell are you doing? I don't need any introduction, I'm Ric Flair! WOO! I'm Ric Flair, damn it! The Nature Boy! WOO! Sixteen time World Heavyweight Champion! WOO! I'm teamin' with CM Punk! WOO! Ricky Steamboat! WOO! And Vader! WOO! Woo, woo, WOOOOO! I'm standing here right now, biting my fingernails, kicking down doors, banging on walls! I can't wait to get my hands on Chono and his boys, whoever the hell his partners in NWO are! WOO! Alfred, who's gonna win this match?"
"Well-"
"WOOOOO! It's gonna be NWA! The greatest wrestling promotion in the universe! The location of Space Mountain! WOO! The place the Second City Straightede Saint calls home! WOO! The Dragon's Den! WOO! The Mastodon's Cavern! WOO! WOOOOO!!!! INOKI!!! NWO is going down! Down in WarGames, because God has spoken! To be the man, you've gotta beat the man, and goddamn it, I am THE MAN! WOOOOO!"
Inoki stepped into the camera, clapping his hands.
"Very good, very convincing. But tell me... how are you going to win WarGames... if you're not even in?"
Inoki snapped his fingers and the NWO showed up out of nowhere and started pounding the ever loving hell outta Flair, beating him down with singapore canes. Chosyu rammed his head into the wall, and as Flair bounced off, Chono Yakuza Kicked him in the face, knocking him down. Ultimo Dragon then locked in the Dragon Sleeper as everyone just kicked at his prone body, until Punk, Steamboat, and Vader all came into view with steel chairs, NWO retreating. Punk and Steamboat tended to Flair as Vader called for help, Flair was hurting big time, being busted wide open from the beating.
"Ladies and Gentleman the following contest scheduled for one fall is for the NWA Women's Championship."
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Both women looked at each other, the anger in Beth's eyes apparent as the bell sounded and slowly both women met in the center of the ring, Lea starting things off with a slap to her face, almost daring her on. Beth turned to look at her again as Lea slapped the other cheek, now really starting to double dare her. Beth would look to her again as Lea went for another slap though this time Beth caught the hand. Lea went for another though she caught that hand as well, gripping the wrists with her brute strength as Lea connected with a headbutt right to the nose. It broke the hold as she started to kick to her ribs and hit over her back, moving her to the corner and would kick to her over and over again, climbing up and started to slug over her head.
Beth would push her off as Lea climbed up again, punching over her head as Beth pushed her off again, coming at her with a double axe though a stiff kick in the face knocked her back to the corner, Lea climbing up and struck at her face with her knees, pulling down and would drag Phoenix's eyes over the rope and dropped her to the mat. Lea would drop a few knees over her back then pushed it against her throat, squeezing at her using the rope as leverage then let go, starting to kick at her ribs.
Lea backed off and would kick her hard in the ribs a few more times then once right over the face, straddling her and would start to claw at her face, Beth kicking with her feet. She would release and called out to the crowd, dragging Beth up by the hair and slammed her face first into the turnbuckle, forcing her to straddle the middle rope and dropped her with a midrope neck breaker.
She rose up with a pose, pulling Beth up by the hair and locked her in a headlock, dropping her down with a bulldog and continued to stomp upon her, locking in a clutch. Lea woudl apply more pressure by leaping up and down, splashing upon her back while keeping the clutch applied, Beth starting to get annoyed as slowly she would start to rise, holding upon Lea's legs. She quickly turned it into a sleeper and wrapped her legs around, applying more pressure. Beth would slowly walk around, trying to break the hold and moved to the corner, ramming Lea into it a few times but she held on like a cobra, refusing to let go.
Beth would ram her again and again but still Lea refused to give in, forcing Beth down to a knee then wrenched on her head, trying for force her down. Beth would rise up again and reached up, grabbing Lea by the hair and forcefully would pull her off of her, slamming her down upon the mat. It was a break but she was a bit light headed from the hold, Lea rushing in and connected with a big boot, knocking her to the corner and started to strike her with her forearms. She climbed up and started to punch at her, until Beth grabbed a hold of her waist, pulling away for a powerbomb. Lea slid out behind her, coming off of the rope and connected with a cross body...though Beth held on.
Beth held onto her, dropping a knee over her back not once, not twice but three times, setting her up on her shoulders then placed her in a gorilla press, holding her up and literally tossed her over the steel post, Lea crashing upon the stairs on the floor below. Lea held her ribs as Beth rolled to the floor, grabbing her by the hair and literally tossed her across the floor, pulling her up again and flung her hard against the barricade. Beth dragged her up and tossed her into the ring, pulling her by the leg and the hair then started to bend her over the steel post. Lea would scream until Beth let go, rolling into the ring and dragged her up, looking ready to rip her head off but instead she tossed her across the ring.
Lea smacked into the corner as Beth grabbed her again, tossing her across the ring a second time then followed up with a powerful clothesline, nearly taking her head clean off. Beth picked her up and would drop her with three suplexes then three body slams then a short arm clothesline, forcing her back to her feet by the arm and did it again, then again, and again, and again, the final one forcing Lea to spin and hit the mat, holding her arm and neck.
Beth woudl grab her by the throat, forcefully and would start to choke her in the air, Lea kicking with her feet to get out though she was tossed to the corner, Beth splashing upon her and struck her hard over the head, placing her on the top and climbed up. Phoenix looked for a superplex, but instead, she would gorilla press Lea, holding her up from the top rope, fans were freaking out since Beth looked as if she were going to toss her into the crowd but instead she would toss her to the ring, Lea smacking upon the mat with a thud.
Phoenix would then fly with a double axe, smashing it over Lea's head, nearly drilling her through the mat. Beth rose up and forced her to her feet, tossing her to the ropes and caught her with a bearhug, starting to squeeze the life out of her though Lea fought back by digging her nails into her face to break the hold. Phoenix backed off and came in quick though was dropped with a drop toe hold, Lea locking in a headlock. Phoenix would rise up, picking her up and literally tossed her over the top rope to the floor, Lea smacking into the barricade.
Beth rolled out after her, grabbing her by the hair and would swing her by the hair right into the steel stairs. She then tossed her into the ring, rolling inside and grabbed her from behind in a full nelson. Lea would slide out and went to kick her with both legs, Beth grabbed a hold of her legs and would split them. Lea sat up holding her inner thigh then was dragged up, tossed violently to the corner as Beth came in but missed a bodysplash, Lea climbing upon her shoulders and hooked Beth's arms behind her back with her legs and fell back, doing a backcracker but held the arms in place, trying to make her submit.
Lea would reach up with her hands and pulled back on the neck as well so her shoulders weren't on the mat, Phoenix refusing to give up as her foot would catch the rope, Lea letting go of the hold and would poise, waiting and swung hard with a kick, though Phoenix caught her ankle and violently pulled her in and caught her with a capture spine buster. Lea tried to escape the ring though Beth grabbed her ankle and pulled her away, dragging her up and hooked her up for a stalling reverse suplex. Phoenix held her up for a full minute then came down, Lea smashing into the mat and held her front as Beth tossed her to the rope and slammed her with a gorilla press toss.
Lea rose due to the momentum and would booted to the corner, Beth rushing in though Lea would spit red mist right into her face, blinding her as Lea quickly turned her around, grabbing her around the neck and leapt from the rope with the Diamond Dust, quickly covering...1....No.
She looked at the ref in disbelife. That was a one? All that work for a one? She went after her again, stomping and punching along her head, trying for the Axe Guillotine Driver though Beth countered, dropping her with a powerbomb then quickly pulled her up, picking her up and slammed her down with the GlamSlam...though didn't cover. She wiped the mist from her face, remembering the four weeks of stalking and pulled her back up and dropped her again with another GlamSlam but again would cover her. She picked her up for a third time and dropped her with a third GlamSlam, rolling her upon her back and just placed her foot over her for one...two....three.
"Ladies and Gentleman the winner of this match and Still NWA Women's Champion, Beth, Phoenix."
Beth had retained her title and made an example out of Vampriss, former 2 Time champion no less as she made her way out of the ring, taking her time no less as she wiped the mist from her eye, another victory under her belt and former champion Vampriss was now back at the bottom of the ladder as Phoenix continued to soar high over the women's division.