WWF Retribution 2012

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The World Wrestling Federation Presents:
RETRIBUTION 2012
Live from the Gund Area in Cleveland Ohio
Attendance: 24,546
Theme: TBD

PRE SHOW MATCH: The Londrick VS the Natural Born Killers: NBK

We fade in to Vince Mcmahon walking up and down his office in front of a line up consisting of Legendary, Trish Stratus and RVD to loud boos.
“Those within the family know their part tonight, they know the plan” he stops at his three “Rock, Hogan bring those titles home and off those Indy midgets. Cena, rest back until the time is right. I have increased security on special Goldberg duty. He won’t get in here tonight, and if he does then we will take care of him. Your time is soon, very soon. As for the rest of you” he walks down the line to the other two “tonight is a chance to prove yourself. Win, bring that title off of Liger and you will be accepted as part of Legendary. Lose…and you will have disappointed me, it’s not good to disappoint me. You understand?” They both look each other, then back to Vince and nod “good. Let the game begin.”

*Play Opening*

The crowd is wild as we pan the sold the sold out arena.
“Hello everybody and Welcome to Cleveland for WWF Retribution. What a night this is going to be, all the male titles in the WWF on the line and even an ROH title. Samoa Joe returns to action to get his retribution and much, much more. Jim Ross alongside Jerry “The King” Lawler at ringside, and King” we cut to the announce table as JR look at his broadcast colleague “tonight is about titles and retribution. And for Mr. Mcmahon it seems this is just another move in his ongoing chess game to take back the WWF completely.”
“Oh yeah JR, tonight the tag titles and the IC titles will be the first but not the last. If Vince Mcmahon wants that belt off of you, it’s coming off” King replies.
“We will certainly see about that coming up. But let’s get things started with our first match up…”

WWF Retribution X Division Championship

*Play Entrances*

Delirious is muttering to himself, chewing on his braid as at the other side of the ring Ziggler just watched with half worry, half disgust at what he is facing here. Ziggler shrugs off his silver entrance jacket into Velvet’s hands and then unhooks the title belt, turning to give her a kiss on the apron and then handing the title to the official. The referee shows it to the bizarre one before holding it up and then handing it out. Delirious now comes out of his corner in a crouched position, arms out stretched as now yelling over nonsense at Ziggler who contorts his face at it, then calls back “shut up you freak!” The referee now calling for the bell.
The two circle each other now in ready stances, then launching forward into a tie up. Ziggler then grabbing the arm and going underneath it, twisting it out into a reverse wrist lock, Delirious yelling out as Ziggler grins and calls at him “talk now!” Delirious answers “OK!” And slaps Ziggler across the face, then hooks both arms and going chest to chest, yelling out as he pushes Dolph back into the corner, letting go and backing off for a clean break but calling back “yourtitleismineyouwhoreshagger!” Ziggler looks annoyed as he comes out the corner then runs in with a high knee, but Delirious catches it and sends him over with a dragon screw, keeping hold of the leg and then dropping back for a leg lock on the mat. But Ziggler manages to kick him off and then they go for each other again now. This time Delirious taking him over with a deep arm drag, Ziggler trying to sit out of it but Delirious turns it into a sliding ground crucifix pin for 2. They break and stand from that, this time Ziggler booting Delirious in the gut and then taking over with a tiger suplex. Then as Delirious stands Ziggler nails a dropkick sending him flying to the outside. As the bizarre one rises there Ziggler now grins and holds out his arms calling “how about that?” to the booing crowd, Velvet clapping for him on the outside. He shrugs then off and comes in now but Delirious is now on the apron, drives a shoulder into Dolph’s gut and then leaps over the rope and in with a sunset flip for 2. Delirious stands from that now and comes in right into a headlock takeover into a headlock on the mat, but manages to get his feet up to get out of it by hooking Dolph in a head scissors, syncing it into Dolph manages to power out of it. Both run at each other again now, and this time Ziggler goes behind and drives him down with a reverse DDT into a cover for 1. Dolph stands and now boots Delirious in the back of the head as he starts to rise, then grabs the arm and hammers into him as he puts him into the corner and Irish whips him into the opposite corner, following in but Delirious manages to get a back elbow sending him away, then leaps up onto the ropes and springboards back with a moonsault down onto the standing Ziggler into a cover for 2. Delirious now yells out gibberish to the crowd as he stands to a cheer then as Ziggler stands runs in with a closeline but Ziggler ducks it, Delirious then going behind and hooking the banana phone small package for 2, the crowd cheers for the bizarre move as Ziggler spins up onto his knee and frowns over at Delirious who is yammering and shaking his wrists to go at it again. “Get that freak back! Did you see what he did to me?” He complains to the referee who nods and turns to Delirious who nods. Ziggler then runs in taking advantage of the distraction with a running knee to the gut then takes him over with a snapmare followed by the neck snap sending Delirious down to the mat and crawls over covering for 2.
Ziggler now yells out as he stands and hits the ropes coming in right into a leaping closeline taking him down, Delirious then throws him over and hooking the head, sitting back on the back and locking in the camel clutch. Ziggler cries out tries to reach for the ropes, Delirious pulling back on the hold and yelling various incoherent sentences as he does so, somewhere in there taunting Dolph is telling him to tap. But after a few moments Dolph is able to grab the bottom rope for the break. Delirious curses, we think, as he stands and then runs for the ropes, coming in for a running dropkick to the downed Ziggler, but he is able to sweep the legs right into a cover for 2. Both men rise and now Ziggler grabs the head of Delirious and hits the sit out face buster into a cover for 2. Ziggler slams the mat and then hits the ropes, coming back and hitting the running neckbreaker for 2. Dolph is getting frustrated now and now as he stands comes in and boots the downed Delirious in the head over and over and then dropping a high knee drop. He then picks his head off the mat and locks in a headlock, pulling back on it. After a few moment’s the crowd now start to clap and stomp, Delirious nodding and calling back at them in gibberish as he shakes to the noise and powers up to stand, elbowing Dolph in a gut a few times to get out of it and then nailing several double overhand chops to the head before taking him down with a spinning wheel kick, then heads out and onto the top rope, flying off with a diving hurricanrana into a cover for 1….2….NO!
Delirious now pulls Dolph up by the head and now pulls him in, but Dolph struggles out of it and then goes to run for the ropes but Delirious manages to reach out, grab him and pull him back into the cobra clutch, then dropping back for the cobra clutch suplex for 1….2….NO! Dolph again just kicks out. Delirious now stands and taking to himself heads to the top rope, rising up, but Ziggler is back and runs in, hammering into him to perch him there and then joining him on the top rope, keeping hammering away before then heaving him up in the fireman’s carry position, the crowd now starting to buzz as he rises up to stand and then roll forward for the rolling fireman’s carry from the top rope, driving Delirious down into the mat as the crowd wince in reaction, holding their heads as Ziggler crawls and places and arm over for 1….2….NO! Delirious just kicks out to a cheer from the crowd; Velvet though slams the apron and yells in for Dolph to “finish him off! Now!”
Dolph nods and he stands and then pulls Delirious up nailing the famer asser for 1…2….NO! Again Delirious kicks out! Fireman’s carry gut buster 1….2….NO! Still the bizarre one fights on.
Ziggler now pulls Delirious up and into the corner, beating away on him as he pulls him now to the top rope, then goes for the face buster off of it…but Delirious comes to life and pushes him off, sending him flying down to the mat. He then stands on the top rope and flies off with a mighty yell for the diving victory roll for 1....2….NO! Massive gasp from the live crowd as Ziggler just manages to get that shoulder up. Delirious though says on him, lifting him up from behind and then heaving him up for the In Vitro Fertilization (Overhead gutwrench backbreaker rack flipped right into a cutter)! Covering for 1…..2…..NO!!! Ziggler kicks out barely. The crowd is now booing with disappointment as Delirious falls back but then stands and yells “whathefuck!” At the referee, before then coming in and hooking Ziggler, but he catches him into an inside cradle for 1…2…Ziggler reverse it into one of his own for 1…2…NO! But men stand, Ziggler the more beat and tired of the two, which allows Delirious to rise first and run in for the running headbut sending Dolph back into the ropes, coming back into a closeline, but ducks it and then goes behind, jumps up going for the Zig-Zag but Delirious manages to get up a back elbow sending him off and then coming in and grabbing the arm, arm whipping him into the corner and then hitting 10 consecutive corner closelines he calls the never ending story, Ziggler is just out of in the corner as he goes for the 11th, but on it Dolph either drops or falls down, making Delirious crash arm first into the corner, falling backing holding it but then runs in and nails the running knee smash in the corner, sending Ziggler to the mat and covering him for 2. He now stands and somewhat yells for the end, picking Ziggler up for the Bizarro driver but Dolph manages to back out of it and run/drop through the ropes to the outside, walking around the ring to try and gain his bearings. Velvet tries to come in to aid him, but is yelled at and sent back by the referee. Delirious then looks at both sides of the crowd to a cheer, then signals and spin with his hands and calls “herewegoflippyflippy!” then runs the ring and up and over with a springboard senton…but Ziggler catches by the legs coming down onto his shoulder and drives him down onto the mats with a sit out powerbomb! The crowd let out a massive reaction of shock, awe and disappointment as Dolph crawls and then stands, laughing now as he falls back onto the apron. Replays of the devastating counter are shown and then we are back to live action, Velvet grinning and clapping with glee as Ziggler scoops what’s left of Delirious up and throws him back into the ring, coming in and covering for 1…..2…..NO!!! Delirious kicks out again to a huge cheers. Dolph is now having a tantrum, slamming the mat over and over and then standing in rage, whipping his sweat back as he runs his hands through his hair and then comes in from behind as Delirious uses the corner top ropes to pull himself up as Ziggler comes in and hooks him for the sleeper hold, but Delirious gets out of it and spins around with a closeline, but Ziggler ducks it, goes behind, jumps up and drives him down with the Zigzag for 1…2….3!

Loud boos as Dolph’s music hits and he falls back to the mat with a smile of relief.
“Here if you winner and STILL World Wrestling Federation X Division Champion! Dolph Ziggler” Finkle calls.
Velvet now leaps up and into the ring, into Dolph’s arms as he catches her in a hug, Sky scissoring him. Ziggler then takes his belt from the official, kissing it, kisses Sky in a filthy make out session and the breaks holding his title up with a huge wide smug grin on his face. He is worse for wear but as he leaves the ring now he leaves the winner, a hell of a match but Ziggler is still the man in what he calls the X Midget Division.

We cut to backstage now, the crowd cheering as we see Chris Sabin watching this on a monitor, watching Dolph with narrow eyes. Shelly stood beside him, both with their tag team titles over their shoulders as Gene Okerlund comes in.
“Well Gentleman, Motor City Machine Guns. You have faced that all over the last five months and beaten them all, certainly a right title reign, but do you have enough to beat two of the biggest names of all time in Hollywood Hogan and the Rock?”
“Well first of all” Sabin points back at the monitor “Ziggler I ain’t done with you, not yet by a long shot and believe me I will be coming after you and that title. But on to tonight, do we have enough to beat Hogan and the Rock? You know I grew up watching this company, I loved it and it made me who I am today. And why everyone else at school was raving about Hulk Hogan, Steve Austin and the Rock I was always, always a Shawn Michaels guy, a Bret Hart guy, a Chris Jericho guy. See what I respect is wrestling ability, not catchphrases or the ability to market yourself. Lou Thez said it himself Hogan, you don’t know one hold and tonight how are we going to win? We are going to out wrestling you. And that goes for you too “great one!” He points at the camera, the crowd cheering as Okerlund moves the microphone over to Shelly.
“Yeah, tonight no silly elbow dance or crappy leg drop will get it done, nor a eyebrow or the shakes. Tonight we are going to run rings around you, hit you over and over before you know what has hit you and then beat you 1…2…3. You won’t know who or what has hit you, you want these titles off of us? Come and take them? Better teams have tried and failed” with that the two walk off to a cheer and we fade back to ringside.

Mankind VS Abyss

*Play Out*

These two deranged, psychopathic masked monsters of mayhem stair across at each other both looking deadly serious, and out for blood, gesturing to each other with faces of contempt as the referee calls for the bell.
At once Abyss comes forward and hammers into Foley with a hard right hook, yelling “hit me!” As Mankind slowly looks back he strikes him again “hit me!” With that he hits him alright, Mankind explodes with hard right hands beating him back across the ring into the corner, the fists getting faster and faster as he fires away beating him down into the corner, then backing off and coming in for the running knee, but Abyss stands as he comes in and takes him down with a hard closeline. He then yells out and he heaves Mankind up by his head and then goes to take it off again but this time Mankind kicks him hard in the gut and then hammers away with hard rights again, before hitting the DDT. But before Mankind is even on his feet Abyss is getting up. Mankind comes in again and pulls him in for the piledriver but its reverses into a back body drop sending him over the top rope and out to the floor.
“Oh no, here we go” says King as Abyss now comes out following him.
He walks in as Foley rises and grabs the back of his head, driving it into the announce table a couple of times before then grabbing the arm and with a roar Irish whipping his former idol into and over the ring steps, knocking the top level from its spot. He then comes in and goes to body slam Mankind on them but he gets out of it and then drives Abyss head into the ring post, then throwing him back first into the security wall, charging in into a back body drop sending him over and out into the crowd! The front rows part as Mankind takes a couple of levels out. Before Abyss is even following him out Mankind is throwing chairs out of his way and charging forward with a cactus closeline over the security wall, both men splating on the mats and laying there only for a moment. Finally Mankind throws Abyss headfirst into the ring apron before finally rolling him back into the ring. But he’s mad now, in that manic zone and doesn’t really care. He starts ripping his hair out, tossing it into the air as he squeals out. He then goes under the ring, the referee stopping the count to yell warning at him, but he can’t hear at this point. He starts taking out two steel chair and throwing them into the ring, he then takes out a kendo stick and baseball back and throwing them in as well and then finally…a bag. Rolling into the ring and placing it in the corner, then grabbing a chair now and coming over. The referee tries to yells at him, get it off him but Mankind ignores him and on further pushing threatens him with it, which backs him off. Mankind now turning right into Abyss who boots the chair back into his head. Mankind falls hard to the mat as the referee call for the bell for the disqualification to loud boos.
“This one got out of hand fast, these two sick monsters could not control themselves from getting wild” JR calls.
“Yeah and I don’t think they care about the match. They aren’t done” King replies as Abyss now has gone and got his chain, rapping it around his fists as the referee tries to tell him it’s over.
Abyss doesn’t care coming in, but Mankind now has a chair and throws it hard into Abyss head sending him stumbling back. He then runs and drives him down onto the other chair with a double arm DDT! Mankind now lets out deranged screams as he rises, backing into the corner and then coming over and grabbing the baseball bat now. Abyss is up and turns, fully aware and seeing Foley which stops him, that is until Abyss gestures for his head and yells “do it!” Mankind frowns as this, but then nods and hits a home run with the Monsters head. But Abyss doesn’t go down; he just stumbles, then slowly turns to face Mankind and nodding, his belly shaking.
“Is he…laughing?” King exclaims.
Mankind joins in laughing which him, then drops his weapon and points to the kendo stick and yelling for Abyss to pick it up. Abyss nods and goes over, picking it up. Other referees now run into the ring, trying to stop it as the bell rings over and over again. But Abyss threatens them with the stick to back them off, as does Mankind with his fists. Abyss then reels back and breaks the stick over Mankind’s head. His k nee buckle, his stumbles, but he does not go down, then looks up and laughs, Abyss laughing with him.
“They are enjoying themselves. Jesus Christ these are two sick men” JR comments.
Mankind them calls out and points to the bag. Abyss grows wide eyed as he looks over, going over and opening it, looking up to Mankind with wonder and then pours out thumbtacks all over the mat. The referees call for help now, the crowd buzzing as the bell rings over and over. But now Abyss and Mankind meet in the centre of the ring and then…throwing each other back first onto the tacks! The crowd reacting and wincing as they roll around in it like pigs in mud. They now rise to some disgusted faces, some cheers as they nod and laugh at each other and then nod to each other to a loud cheer.
“What? What was that? Was that a friendship gesture? For mutilating each other?” JR says in disbelief.
“These are two crazy cookies. But I tell you what JR, if they will do that to themselves. Combined…what will they do to others?” King wonders.
The two then leave the ring together, neither man a winner but perhaps they got something more…a partner as they walk up the aisle to cheers, together.

[Valdora]

Women’s Number 1 Contendership Match

Finkle announces the match when…

*Play Awesome Kong*

The women’s champion makes her way down to watch this next match with high interest. Her face does not change expression as she marches around the ring and towards her seat already set up in front of the announce desk sitting down.
“Awesome Kong here to see who she will be facing at Summerslam. This may get very interesting indeed” JR comments.

*Play Trish/Mickie*

As soon as the bell ring Mickie charges forward, taking Trish down with the Lou Thez press and hammering down into her with mounted punches until Trish able to kick off. She holds her face as she stands, sneering as Mickie and yelling a complaint for the close fists to the referee. The ref warns Mickie and backs her off. On the outside Kong narrows her eyes as she observes this.
James now comes it but Trish gets up and couple of good elbow shots, then rakes the eyes to loud boos. She smiles out at the booing crowd and then takes Mickie over with a snapmare and locking in a chin lock. The referee gets in her face about the cheating before then asking Mickie if she wants to give it up. Trish just smiles out at the booing crowd and then drives her knee into James back to synch it in some more. Finally Mickie manages to power up onto her feet and turn it into a back suplex, covering for 1. Mickie now picks Trish up and locks her in a side headlock, then as Trish tries to escape twists around her and turns it into a full nelson, Stratus eventually able to get an arm out and elbow her in the head a couple of times to send her falling back, then locks in a headlock of her out, driving a few fists into James head for good measure. Mickie on a third though is able to grab the arm and twist that into a standing wrist lock into a hammer lock. Trish brings up an elbow, but Mickie move out the way, Trish goes to try and sweep the legs, but can’t reach, crying out as she struggles in it, but then is able to reverse that into a hammer lock of her own, Mickie struggles in before being able to reverse that back. Trish twists out of that now and drops to her knees, sending James over with a fireman’s carry and covering for 1. Mickie though gets out of that and then grabbing Trish while she is still on fours rolls over her turning it into a small package for 2. We see Kong nod on the outside, impressed by the wrestling in display here from both women.
They break now and stand, Mickie going for the Irish whip but Trish reversing it sending Mickie into the corner and following her in, but Mickie gets up and back elbow, sending Trish away. Trish grits her teeth as that and runs in on Mickie in the corner, Mickie though uses the corner to get her legs up and catch her coming in the hurricanrana, twisting around with it but as she hits the mat Trish manages to pull her back in a waist lock and stand with it, dropping back for to German suplex Mickie onto the turnbuckle! The crowd let out a loud wince at that, Trish grinning as she grabs James arm and pulls her back to the centre of the ring, covering her for 1….2….NO! Mickie powers the shoulder up, but as Trish stands she rolls over holding her neck and kicking her legs in pain. Trish now sneering as she now pulls Mickie up by her hair, ignoring the referee’s warning and pulling her in for the DDT, but James is able to reverse that into a suplex with a bridge for 2, as Trish breaks she falls now to the outside as Mickie takes a moment to cover before standing and then coming back into the ring. Both women lock up again and now Mickie locks in a standing side headlock, Trish shooting her off into the ropes, Mickie coming back with a closeline taking Trish down then running for the ropes, but Trish grabs and sweeps the leg, sending Mickie down hard on her face. Mickie holds her face as she stands and then runs in for a shot from Trish, which she ducks and Trish nails her with a hard forearm to the face, and another and another, hammering Mickie back into the ropes as the crowd boos heavily, Mickie though then reels back and fires back beating Trish back across the ring to cheers now, the last once with loud smacking impact. Trish sneers at this and fires back with one of her own that sends Mickie falling back into the corner, then grabs the arm and Irish whips her out of it into the other corner, following her in but Mickie gets her feet up to the face sending Trish away. She then as Trish stands heads up onto the second rope, but Trish now comes in and handsprings, bring her feet up for the stratosphere, Mickie struggles in it and moment before then reaching her arms down and throwing Trish off, Trish landing on her feet and coming in, Mickie catches her head and twisting around for the tornado DDT, but Trish pushes her off sending her to land feet first in the centre of the ring. Mickie then runs in for Trish who is in the corner now but Trish gets up and kicks to the gut, then nail a bicycle kick to the head sending Mickie down. She then crotches down, setting up for it, going for the chick kick, but Mickie catches it and turns it into an ankle lock! Trish crying out and reaching for the ropes as Mickie yells and pulls on it. Trish though is able to kick forward, catching James and turning into a double hook roll up for 1….2….Mickie rolls forward and turns into one of her own 1…2….NO! Both women rise now and trade shots back and forth until Mickie grabs the head and drives her down with the Mickie DDT for 1….2….NO!!! A loud gasp from the crowd as Trish kicks out!
Trish now instinctively rolls out of the ring, holding her head and standing as behind her Kong glares on. As Trish stands she stands, Trish looking behind her and then wide eyed jumping into the ring and right into James who goes for the Chick, but Trish drops back for the Matrish, standing as Mickie come in again and sending her into the corner, running in into a back elbow. Mickie then running in for Trish…bam! Chick Kick from Trish, dropping down and covering for 1….2…NO!!! The crowd roars as Mickie kicks out. Trish is furious as she stands, yelling at the referee that that was it, but he insists. She curses and turns, going to grab Mickie, but Mickie spring to life, taking her down with a double leg takedown and hammering away with hard forearm shots. She then pulls Trish up and over to the corner, going for the corner tornado DDT again, but at the last second Trish throws her off and into the referee taking him out. The crowd boos as Trish rises and the referee lies out of it on the mat. Mickie though is right there and charges forward into Trish taking her over the top rope with a closeline and following her out. Mickie yells “get up!” As she comes in on Trish, pulls her up, but Trish throws her off and hammers away, then Irish whips her right into Kong, sending her flying backwards off her chair!
“Oh no, what did I tell ya?” King says as Kong starts to rise, the other two women going at it again. Trish gets the upper and hand and now goes over to the announce table and getting a steel chair, folding it up as the crowd react. She then turns looking at the rising Mickie, but then turns and sees the open back of Awesome Kong. With a grin she charges forward and drives the chair off the back of the beast. Then as Mickie runs in for her throw her the chair. Trish grins as Kong turns around to see Mickie James with the chair. Mickie grows wide eyed, dropping the chair and yelling, pleading that it wasn’t her. Kong though has seen red, charging forward and taking Mickie down with a body splash, then driving her face into the announce table before pulling her in between her legs, hoisting her up and driving her down with a Awesome Bomb on the floor! Trish laughs at this, but then as Kong turns pretends to get very serious and backs off holding out her arms. Kong points at her in warning then turns back to Mickie, looking to more damage.
“Good God. She didn’t even do it Kong! That’s enough damn it!” JR calls to her as she reaches down for James. But then from behind runs in Trish with a sledgehammer to the back of the head! Sending Kong falling out cold on the mats. Trish drops the sledge with laugher at the scene and the furious booing crowd. Trish now goes over and scoops Mickie up, throwing her into the ring and then coming in and hooking the head, running up the ropes and hitting Stratisfaction as the referee comes to and counts 1….2….3!

Thunderous boos as Trish rises up, laughing in joy as she gets her hand raised. She cackles at the jeering crowd and then at the chaos outside the ring and in, before then signaling a title belt around her waist.
“Well she’s a member of Legendary alright. By hook or by damn crook Trish Stratus is going to Summerslam. But she is going there to face the women she just pissed off and hit with a chair and sledgehammer!” JR calls.
“She will have a plan JR, she is a smart women, and she just proved that and you know what a smart genius she is working for” King replies.
“A evil genius but a genius yes” JR says as now Trish is backing up the ramp, the grin not having left her face as she looks down at the ring. On the outside now Kong has started to rise, holding the back of her head and sneering with a death stare indeed up as Trish whose smile abruptly leaves her face as she gets the hell out of there.

“Ladies and Gentleman” Okerlund says as we fade backstage to the interview area “I am now here with the special guest referee for this match; HBK Shawn Michaels!” Thunderous ovation as Shawn walks into frame “Shawn, you have to be torn here tonight. The two men you have aligned yourself with are infighting and now Vince Mcmahon made this Pure Championship match between them.”
“Yes he did, and believe me I’m not an idiot. I see what is going on here, divide and conquer. These two may have divided themselves but Vince is going to make sure that wedge stays there and keeps them apart. Well I don’t see it like that Vin Man, see to me tonight is not about making it worse, but making it better. You want me to choose don’t ya? You want me to piss off one of my boys by counting their shoulders down? Well I got news for ya Vince, I am going to go in there and I am going to call it right down the middle and those two are going to beat the hell out of each other, but they are going to do it in a sporting wrestling match. They will exercise their issues and then we can finally get back on the same page, the page to kick your asses!” With that Shawn walks off, Okerlund looking on as we fade back to ringside for the match.

Pure Championship

*Play HBK Ref and AJ VS Bryan*

The two remove their entrance gear, staring across the ring at each other and then coming in to the centre of the ring, standing there Shawn looks between them, wishes them both good look and explains the rules. Shawn the tells them to shake hands, both are reluctant until Shawn yells his insistence. The two then shake hands to applause from the fans and back off into their corners. Bryan places his head on the top rope and breathing in hard for last minute preparations. Shawn now comes over and checks both men for objects on their tights and boots, both now standing in their corner as he does so, staring across the ring at each other unwaveringly. The camera zooms in now on the pure title as Shawn holds it up and hands it up to the officials who place it on the timekeeper table.
“Bryan won that title from then champion and ROH wrestler Nigel McGuiness. That title spent almost a year in the NWA before going home for a short time and now entering the third brand, the big leagues of the WWF with Bryan. He defends that title in ROH regulary as part of an agreement, tonight he defends it against a WWF wrestler in AJ, his own partner. These issues hopefully will be settled here tonight” JR calls as we fade from the belt to the men in the ring as HBK walks forward and calls for the bell, the crowd erupting in cheers that turns to yells of support for both men, the crowd split right in two.
Both men circle each other, holding out their hands, trying to feel each other out but not wanting to be the first to make a make as they move in now. Bryan now goes for the grip but Bryan backs off, letting him think about it before coming in again, AJ again makes the move but this time Bryan snaps to life, grabbing the arm and wrenching on it, driving his shoulder into AJ’s, jerking the arm as he does, going underneath now as AJ tries to reach for him and lock in the overhand wrist lock, driving the shoulder in again and then going back to the hold, now dropping down and turning in an arm drag fireman’s carry variation, AJ now able however to bring his leg up and turn it into a head scissors, Bryan getting out of that, both men getting to their feet back to the ready stance as the crowd erupts in applause. Both men wipe their brown and then begin to circle each other again.
They launch forward now and lock up again, Bryan now pulling him in and locking in a side headlock, AJ trying o get out of it, Bryan wrenches the hold in but then transitions it into a hammer lock, AJ pushes off out of that but Bryan is right there and hook him into the side headlock again now, but taking him over with a takedown and locking in the hold again on the mat, AJ again however takes the opening and hooks Bryan’s head between his legs for the scissor, both men again breaking and backing off for a moment before coming at each other again, Bryan now hold his jaw, and they again finally lock up, Bryan again going right back to the arm, twisting it, going under and now jerking the arm, pulling it out the socket several times, before going under, grabbing the leg now and taking AJ over with a fisherman suplex, Bryan getting right off the mat and locking in an arm lock on the mat now, turning that now into a cover for 1. He now lifts AJ up by the arm, twisting under it, but this time AJ comes to life, jumping and hitting a hard ensurguri to the back of Bryan’s head, letting him slump the mat, he then runs over and goes to lock in a surfboard but Bryan is able to quickly craw out of harm’s way and turn to face his opponent, standing as both men stare off again now. AJ now has a smile on his face, signaling ‘this close’ with his fingers. Bryan chuckle and nods before both men get serious and go back to work now, circling each other and again locking up.
Bryan again going into a side headlock, AJ this time however shoots him off into the ropes, taking him down coming in with a drop toe hold and again going for a submission but Bryan again scampers across the ring and grabbing the bottom rope. Bryan now is frustrated, his own style (no pun intended) being used against him as he comes in, looking like he is going for another hold but instead slams a hard roundhouse into Styles chest, backing him into the corner and again and again, hard kicks to the chest over and over Bryan beats AJ into the corner, but on the last AJ is able to grab the leg, trip it and take Bryan down to the mat, grabbing the leg and going over jerking the leg on the way down. Bryan stands and turns right into a straight kick for Styles now, Bryan falls back groggy into the ropes. AJ now backs him into the corner and starts going to work with hard knife edge chops to the chest, Bryan however reverses that sending AJ into the corner now and working away on him with chops to the chest, each sounding like a gunshot. AJ however comes back chopping Bryan back across the ring now towards the opposite corner, getting him there and then going for a forearm for Bryan ducks it and moves away, AJ turns and goes for him but there is Bryan again now with knife edge chops followed by two more hard kicks to the chest, he then grabs AJ’s arm and whips him across the ring, AJ however uses the momentum to jump up onto the top rope turn and as Bryan runs in dive off and take him down with a cross body for 1…2…NO!
Both men stands and go for each other again, HBK shaking his head and applauding for the action so far. Holding them apart and then letting them go at it again. AJ taking Bryan over with a deep arm drag, a second, a third which he then turns into a arm lock on the mat. AJ however manages to roll over onto his feet over the arm, stand and deliver and straight roundhouse kick Bryan’s head, leaving him to drop to the mat and is covered for 1…2…NO! AJ now heads to the top rope again, rising up and flying off with a diving double axe handle, but Bryan grabs him out the air, throws him to the mat by the arm and locks in the Label Lock! The crowd standing the unison for the move as AJ cries out under the gasp in pain, reaching for the ropes…and finally getting them. The crowd let out a collective gasp as the men break and Bryan is ordered back off as AJ gathers himself and stands, Shawn checking on him, AJ nods. He then runs back in, going for the spinning heel kick but Bryan ducks it, grabs AJ and takes him over with a belly to belly suplex into a bridge for 1…2…NO! AJ just kicks out. Bryan gets straight out of the hold, travels over and locks in a dragon sleeper, AJ cries out, kicking his legs as he struggles to breathe in the move. He struggles in the hold for moments as Bryan syncs it in, looking like he starts to wilt, when finally he kick his right leg up and kicks Bryan in the head three times to finally break to hold.
AJ now stands and hits the ropes, running in with a flying forearm, but Bryan side steps, sending Styles into the mat and locking in the STF! Once again the tourk is on Style’s neck in the hold, his legs now added to the pain. He writhes and struggles in the hold, until finally is able to crawl and again reach the bottom rope. Bryan finally break it and stand, running for the ropes himself now but AJ now springs to life kipping up onto his feet and running in, taking Bryan down with a flying forearm, then turning him over, grabbing the legs, the arms and dropping back for the surfboard stretch. That is until he is able to kick out of it, drop down, turn Styles over and reverse it into bow and arrow lock! The crowd reaction now reversing between Bryan and AJ fans. AJ struggles, refusing over and over to give up as Bryan keeps the hold applied deep, AJ finally letting out a deep breath and is able to roll over, crawl and grab the bottom rope. Shawn now pulls the two apart, forcing them to take a moment.Both men are shaking their limbs and stretching their shoulders as they stand now, taking a moment to loosen up before coming at each other again. Styles now grabs Bryan’s arm chopping at the chest and them whipping him into the corner. Bryan hits the ropes but then runs forward for Styles but Styles takes him over with a back body drop, sending him flying down to the mat. Styles now heads to ring apron, jumping up and hitting a springboard leg drop into a cover for 1…2…NO! Styles lifts Bryan up, but the challenger now comes to life, going behind and rolling AJ up for 1…2…NO!
Both men stands and swing for each other again, Bryan going behind and hitting a release German Suplex. AJ holds his back as he rolls over as stands but is caught and taken over with a second German, and then a third into bridge for 1….2….NO! AJ gets the shoulder up.
Bryan now hooks AJ again, and locks in a butterfly lock now. Styles struggles in the hold for a moment, until reaches up, taking Bryan over, mounting him and locking in a camel clutch! He then presses his knees into Bryan’s back and drops back for a surfboard camel clutch! Bryan now cries out in pain but with his legs free as able to kick up and find rope for the break. AJ now grabs Bryan coming in, takes him down and locks in the inverted STF!
Bryan cries out in the hold, reaches for all he can for ropes and eventually finds them.
Both men break and stand, AJ going behind now grabbing him by the waist and hitting the high-angle belly to back suplex, covering for 1…2…NO! Styles now stands and heads to the top rope, rising up and flying off with his corkscrew diving leg drop the Spiral Tap! Both as he flies around Bryan catches him out the air and powerbombs AJ into the mat! The crowd explodes in cheers of awe and applause as Bryan now hooks the legs for 1…2….NO!!
Bryan has sweat now pouring off his head as he picks AJ up and hooking him with one hand, drives the other arm up into Styles jaw with the European uppercut, and again, and again, sending Styles back into the ropes until he rebound off and fires back with a knife edge chop. Uppercut from Bryan, chop from AJ, uppercut, chop, uppercut, chop, back and forth is goes until Bryan hooks Styles and takes him over with a belly to belly, crawling over for 1…2…NO!!
Bryan now lifts Styles head off the mat, scissors the legs around his head and locks in the reverse head scissors on the mat, wrenching the hold in tight. The crowd now starts to clap and will Styles on as he slumps down in the hold, too much taken out of his as Bryan locks it in, pulling back. AJ is in the hold for almost two minutes but then finally is able to rise turn, head but Danielson in the gut which unhooks the legs, grabs one of the legs, drops down and locks in the figure four leg lock, turning the tables on the challenger now! Bryan now yells in Bryan, gritting his teeth and trying to shuffle back towards the ropes, but Styles stops him and shuffles him back to the centre of the ring, locking in the hold further. Bryan lifts his arm up now, his fans willing him on as he turns it and reverses the move. Styles however able to crawl over and grab the bottom rope. Both men are uncoiled by Shawn as crowd applauds. As both men lay on the mat now, holding their limbs and recovering a dueling chant now starts up. “Let’s go AJ! Let’s go Bryan! Let’s go AJ! Let’s go Bryan!”
Styles is the first to his feet and heads out onto the ring apron, heading towards the corner, but Bryan runs in, jumping up and cutting him off with a running high knee that send’s AJ falling down on the ring apron, bashing his head on it and falling to the mat’s below. The crowd winch and let out a massive “OH!” For that one. When he rises Bryan is on the ring apron now, he turns and flies off with a diving high knee but AJ moves leaves the American Dragon to crash and burn on the mats below. AJ now stands picks Bryan on, beating down on him, but then Danielson charges, charging AJ back first into the crowd barrier. Both men break, Bryan walks back towards the ring and breaking Shawn’s count before coming out after Styles again. Styles is wait for him however and hits two good chops to the chest, backing Bryan towards the Spanish announce table. Bryan however comes to life, grabbing Styles waist and sending him over with an overhead belly to belly down onto the Spanish announce table behind them! AJ slides down the covering to lie lifelessly before the Spanish announcers as the crowd is now going berserk.
After a few more moments Bryan rises up and again breaks the referee’s count before coming in again. But Styles is now up on the announce table, he grabs the covering of the table and throws it at Bryan, then standing as Danielson pushes that away and flies off with a diving closeline off the announce table, taking them both down to the mats below.
AJ now rises and slides into the ring, collapsing there and letting the referee count. Bryan however gets back into the ring at the count of 7. Styles stands and works away with forearms and then chops, Bryan however boots him in the gut and whips him across the ring, AJ puts on the breaks and reverses that, Bryan reverses that, AJ reverses that and now pulls Bryan in, grabbing the chest and taking him over with the C4! Covering for 1….2…..NO!!! Bryan kicks out again!
AJ is flustered as he picks Bryan up, but Danielson springs to life, going behind and hooking him, taking him down with a back suplex. The crowd comes unglued for the signature move as Bryan now slumps over an arm for 1….2…..NO!!!! AJ Kicks out and the places goes nuts.
Bryan now stands, cutting the air and then heading to the top rope, rising up….but Styles is up, runs in and nails a Pele kick! Bringing Danielson falling from the top rope to the canvas head first in a head! The noise is deafening now as AJ covers for 1….2….NO!!!! Bryan kicks out! Both men lay on the mat as not a person in the building is sitting, everyone on their feet cheering and yelling. AJ is the first to rise and picks Bryan up, whipping him to the corner, but Bryan jumps up onto it, moonsaults behind, grabs AJ by the waist and takes him over with a German Suplex, but not letting go! Rolling through and turning it into a Chaos theory! Danielson now slowly crawl over and puts and arm down over the chest of the Champion for 1….2….NO!!! AJ kicks out again!
Both men lay out on the mats, lifeless, when finally Bryan gets up he heads again to the top rope, flying off with a diving head but….but AJ moves out the way, leaving Danielson to swan dive headfirst into the mat, eating pure canvas!
Styles now rises up and picks Bryan up, hooking him for the Styles Clash…lifting him up…but Bryan drops down, twisting it, but letting go of the arms, under hooking AJ’s now to reverse their places and then heaves AJ up and drives him down with the Tiger Suplex for 1….2….NO!!!! AJ kicks out again!
“This is awesome!” Chants start up, Shawn is exhausted from calling this, making all these near falls, falling back into the corner shaking his head. Asking for a bottle of water and getting one, taking a drink and then coming forward pouring the water down onto both men before throwing the bottle out. That brings them both to, Bryan first rumbling the rafters as both men lay out of the mat.
Bryan now stumbles to his feet, barley able to stand and now heading to the top rope, rising up….but AJ is back on his feet, runs up, grabs Bryan’s arm and pulls him off the top to the mat, now jumping up onto the top rope himself, but Bryan rolls over and stands, running up the corner, grabbing AJ and taking him off the top with a belly to belly from the top rope. Both men impact the mat hard, just laying their lifeless, neither able to move.
“That may have been the nail in the coffin! Folks I am exhausted just calling this! There is no way that these men have anything left!” JR yells over the noise. Bryan after minuets finally moves, grabbing the ropes to pull himself up, finally standing and just looking out, eyes gazed over, sweat pouring down his face as the crowd as they give him a standing ovation. He tries all he stand to stand and then turns, AJ now pulling himself up on the ropes as well….Bryan coming in behind hooking him and driving him down with the Regal plex!!! It takes all he can to move and slump an arm over for 1….2….3!!!

The crowd stand and applaud as one, giving both men a standing ovation as they lay out of the mats.
“Here if you winner and STILL ROH Pure Heavyweight Champion! Bryan Danielson!” Finkle calls.
Shawn is now shakings his head, but smiling, proud of his boys as he comes forward and offers his arm to Bryan, pulling him up and handing him his rightful title belt. Bryan thanks Shawn as they hug, HBK then going over and pulling AJ up and doing the same sands the title, telling him his has nothing to be ashamed of.
Backstage in his fine office we see Mcmahon and Legendary standing and applauding mockingly in front of a monitor showing this. But then AJ come forward to Bryan, and extends his hand. The crowd cheering as Bryan nods, holding his title with one hand and taking AJ’s with another. Both men shake hands to a loud cheer and then hug.
“Good, good. Bryan got his win back from last year. These men are now even and everything is resolved. I am damn proud to see that, now they can focus on the real enemy” JR calls as he two claps for both men.
Backstage now the smile has been removes from Mcmahon’s face, the others all looking at him. He then explodes, yelling for the camera to be turned off and kicking the camera man out. Back in the ring Shawn now steps between his two boys in the middle of the, clapping for them both and raising their hands to a huge cheer. The band is back together.

[Valdora]

Intercontinental Championship

*Play RVD & Liger*

From behind the eyes of the mask we can see the glare as Liger’s eyes are across in the other corner at Van Dam, unhooking the championship belt that he has held for the last 23 months. RVD nods and points at it, yelling across that that will be his, Ligers reign is over, that he will keep his legacy here tonight.
“So much riding on this match for both men. The title, the bragging rights, but also the legacy. One man will walk away from this being the longest reigning second tier champion of all time, if Liger losses he losses that IC title he has held for 23 months, if RVD losses then he losses that aforementioned claim” JR comments as Liger now hands over the championship belt. The referee holds it up for all to see and then hands it out as in the ring the two loosen up in their corners. “Again, this is a no disqualification match. We could see everything but the kitchen sink here” JR comments as the referee now comes forward and rings the bell “and here we go.”
The two trash talk at the circle each other around the ring, RVD more so obviously, Liger saying only one word answers and just nodding. They at once then launch forward and start trading blows back and forth, Liger going into his palm strikes with both hands to the chest and head, then as RVD reels grabs him in a side headlock and applies the pressure, going behind in a hammer lock, RVD clenching his teeth in frustration as he tries to twist around to get out of it but Liger jerks it down to reapply the pressure, then twists it around into a wrist lock. RVD now hammers Liger in the head and then jumps over the arm with a roll onto his feet, then grabs an arm lock of his own, backhands Liger in the face and then goes for a leg sweep but Liger manages to elbow his way out of it, then comes in and looks in a rear waist lock, RVD reversing it by dropping forward, sending Thunder over to his back with an arm drag, Liger though able to get up his legs for the head scissors. They break RVD backing off and running in, Liger taking him over with a deep arm drag. Both standing and then RVD sends Liger over with an arm drag of his own, then as Liger stands goes for the spinning heel kick, but Liger ducks it, going behind as RVD turns around and swinging and closeline but RVD ducks that and then runs for the ropes coming back, rolling forward but Liger leapfrogs over that. Both men then hit stereo dropkicks that miss and then stand and run for each other again. Both now lock up, obviously they want to prove a point by out wrestling each other here, Liger taking RVD over with a headlock takedown, RVD managing to reverse that into a head scissors, both stand and go for each other again, Liger taking RVD over with a side headlock takedown again, applying the pressure on the mat as the referee asks the challenger if he wants to give it up. RVD though again is able to reverse into a head scissors and lock it in tight now, Liger though now able to stand and jump over to place his back on RVDs chest for a cover for 1, Van Dam powering up from underneath pushing his chest up into Liger’s back as he rises and spins out of it into a double under hook backslide for 2. Both stand and now RVD yells out in rage as he shots for Liger, but Jushin ducks it and then cracks him in the chest with a hard knife edge chop, and again, and again beating RVD across the ring with them now. He then backs RVD into the ropes and shoots him off, Van Dam coming back into a arm drag but jumping over the arm onto his feet, Liger now swings from a shit but RVD ducks it, RVD then leaping up going to send Liger over with a monkey flip, but Liger is able to grab the legs, reversing it and driving Van Dam down onto his back, reaching down to turn it into a powerbomb lift, but RVD hammers away at the head managing to stop it and break it sending Liger falling back. Both then stand and now both reel and start trading close fists back and forth to the head, breaking down into a brawl here now. RVD then grabs the arm and Irish whips Liger into the ropes, Liger though coming back with the rolling Liger wheel kick taking him down, then coming over and as the crowd roars mounts RVD and starts hammering away with closed fists punches. Finally getting off Van Dam and walking around the ring as he rises up on the ropes, then coming in and chopping away on the chest there, hammering into the head and then going for the Irish whip again but RVD reverses it and sends Liger into the opposite ropes, Liger though as he runs in drops down and slides between RVDs legs to stand behind him, RVD then going for the spinning leg sweep but Liger jumps over it and then nails Van Dam with an shot sounding ensurguri driving RVD down to the mat. Liger coming in and covering for 2.
Liger now grabs Van Dam and pushes him back into the corner, hammering away with palm strikes and then Irish whipping him across the ring, RVD though jumping up onto the second rope and shooting off with a back kick to the head of Liger taking him down. RVD then comes in and picks Jericho up, then grabs the arm and holds it up to expose the chest, using the bat like symbol as a target and nailing several hard kicks to the chest in rapid fashion, then hitting the leg scissors take down into a cover for a quick 2 count. He then runs the ropes but as he comes back Liger catches him and takes him over with a belly to belly, RVD landing face first on the mat and then rolling over under the bottom rope to apron now rising up, just as Liger comes in and nails a dropkick sending RVD flying off the apron hard face first into the announce table hood and falling down on the mats before it. Then as RVD gets up on the outside Liger runs the apron and comes down with a rolling senton plancha taking them both down on the floor again to a loud cheer. Liger now stands and mockingly brings up his thumbs pointing at himself and calling out in broken English “I…C…Champ” the crowd chanting along and cheering as he goes into the ring now, then goes to vaunt over with a springboard body press, but this time RVD moves and Liger crashes and burns hard on the mats. RVD is now in control picking Liger up and throwing him into the ring post, then the guard rail face first, before then hooking him in a suplex and front suplexing him down onto the guard rail, then heading up onto the apron, looking out at the crowd as they boo him and point at himself in signature fashion “R…V….D!” Then flying off with his spinning heel kick to the prone head on the wall, but at the last second Liger moves and RVD’s leg cracks off the black wall. Van Dam cries out as he falls to the mat, holding his leg in pain and grimacing as Liger stands in the front rows, taking a moment to shake off and the damage and then coming back in. Liger now coming back into the ring area, then walking around and then lifting the ring apron.
“Surprisingly it’s Liger who goes under for a weapon first. These stips may come back to bite RVD in the your know what very soon indeed” JR comments.
And Liger finds...a ladder, pulling it out from under the ring as the crowd cheer and then placing it on his shoulder like a battering ram, coming around with it and running forward driving it into RVD’s face sending him down. Then as Van Dam rolls around on the mats throws it on him there. Liger now rolls RVD back into the ring now, backing him into the corner and then slapping away with palm thrusts and strikes there then heading out of the ring and now grabbing a steel chair, bringing it in and wedging it into the opposite corner. The crowd are buzzing as he comes in and grabs the arm, they see what’s about to happen here as he hammers into RVD in the corner, then goes to Irish whip him across the ring into it, but RVD manages to reverse and send Liger back first into the chair with a stick crash, then coming and drives his running shoulder thrusts into Liger’s gut sending him back into the chair with each, the crowd reaction as wincing as Liger yells out and grumbles in the corner as Van Dam back flips over then and comes and nails the third hard one that sends the chair falling to the floor below and Liger falling holding his ribs and backs to the canvas. RVD now heads to the outside and grabs the ladder, bringing it into the ring, laying it on the mat and then grabbing Liger and snap suplexing him down hard onto it! Liger cries out as he rolls off the ladder, kicking his legs in pain. RVD now coming in and covering and to his annoyance finds to. He sneers at the referee now as he rises, then grabs the head of Liger and starts hammering down into it. Then grabbing a hold of that middle horn of his mask, picking him up with it and then in, going to suplex him on the ladder again. But this time Liger to able to kick up to stop him, then reverse it and suplex RVD’s back down on the ladder now! Now it’s RVD who yells out in pain as his vertebrae hits the unforgiving metal.
Both men are now equally battered, chants starting up for Liger as they stand and now come trading punches back and forth again. RVD then shooting Liger off towards the ropes, then goes for a back drop kick, but Liger stops him, let’s RVD land on his back then grabs the legs and now comes in, pulling him up onto his shoulders for the Liger Bomb…RVD though is able to roll back on that turning it into a victory roll for 2. Both men rise and now RVD nails nail with a straight kick to the chest sending him back down. He then hits the ropes and comes back rolling for the rolling thunder down onto Liger, the last roll turned into a body splash for 2. RVD tries to pick up Liger but Liger resists so he kicks him in the head and then nails the spinning leg drop followed by the split leg moonsault for 1….2….NO! Liger gets the shoulder up.
RVD stands and yells at Liger with a face of thunder, then hits the ropes and comes down for a second split leg but this time Liger is able to get his knees up and as he falls, RVD holding his gut as he falls away. Jushin takes a moment as he uses the ropes to stand, shaking off the punishment and then coming in. Liger now comes in and nails the wheel kick and then picks RVD up and hits the brain buster! Covering for 1…2…..NO!!! RVD gets the shoulder up a loud sound of disappointment from the capacity crowd. Liger is now the one to be disappointed as he lifts RVD up by the head and now sets him up for the CTB but RVD is able to reverse it into a bulldog and covers for 2. RVD now takes Liger down with a spinning heel kick and then now vaults himself up onto the top rope, looking out with a smug grin at the booing crowd and then taking off with the five star frog splash! But at the last second Liger rolls out of the way! Leaving RVD to crash and burn hard into the mat. Manages to pull himself up onto all fours, Liger running in and jumping over to roll him up for 1…2….NO! Liger now stands and boots RVD in the head as he goes over and leans down, picking up the ladder and bringing it back into play, Liger now holds the ladder out in front of him, running in, but at the last second RVD drops down for the drop toe hold, sending Liger falling face first into the ladder! RVD now stands from that and now he has the ladder at his disposal, placing it in the corner as he now comes out and grabs another steel chair from the timekeepers table and bringing it in. RVD then comes in and drives the chair into the gut of Liger twice, then places it on the mat. RVD now grabs Liger and drives him down onto the ladder with a scoop slam, then going over and now setting the ladder up near the corner, making sure it is steady and the climbing up its rungs, sitting on top. But as he does Liger is up and has the chair, throwing it up through the air to crash into RVD’s head! Then as he is out of it on the ladder Liger climbs and now pushes him down so that his back is to once side of the ladder, grabbing his arms and legs to hooks around to the other where he stands, then pushes up for the Mexican surfboard on the ladder! The crowd roaring and cheering in disbelief and approval and the amazing move and Liger pulls on the limbs around the steel beams, RVD crying out on the other side. But when he refuses to give up after a moment Liger just lets go and pushes off, sending RVD gut first into the top rope and falling over down to the mats on the floor below. Liger now comes over the ladder to stand on the side of the ropes as RVD rises on the floor, then brings his feet from the ladder onto the top rope and the springboards off it and down…but RVD moves, Liger crashing chin first on the security wall! The crowd reacting a massive “Oh!” As Liger holds his face and falls to the floor in pain.
Both men lay out it for a moment, recovering until RVD stands and now comes in with a huge grin on the fallen Liger. He then heads into the ring as Liger comes up and uses the ropes to pull himself up onto the ring apron, but as he does RVD spins around with a spinning roundhouse to the side of the head sending Liger falling off the apron back down to the floor. Then in the ring RVD now hits the ropes, running across the ring and through the ropes with a suicide dive. But at the last second Liger has grabbed another chair from under the ring as RVD flies through the middle rope he brings it up and crash into RVD’s head with hard furious impact. The crowd cheering as Van Dam is out cold on the mats now, Liger walking around and just falling back into the wall to perch him up so that he can rest his hurt body. “High intensity, high impact. That sums up this match entirely. What a war here” JR calls.
Liger now picks RVD up and places him on his shoulder, running and driving him shoulder first into the ring post. RVD now is able to rolls himself back into the ring, Liger following him in and then pushing him back into the ropes to swing for a closeline but RVD ducks it, then kicks up but Liger catches it, but RVD then jumps up for his spinning wheel kick taking Liger down and covering for 2 as Liger reverses the cover into an reverse arm breaker, pulling back on it as RVD refuses to give in and eventually manages to get to the ropes, no break her obvious so his has to pull himself under the bottom rope to escape, but Liger slides right out with him, keeping hold of the arm and then Irish whipping him towards the ring steps shoulder first. Liger takes a moment and then comes in, pulling RVD up and hammering into the hurt shoulder a couple of times and then rolling him back into the ring. He then comes it with one of the chair again and now viciously driving the point of the chair into Van Dam’s hurt shoulder over and over until RVD rolls onto his front, he then reels the chair up and then down across the back. He then looks around at the cheering crowd then reels it back for a final shot as RVD rises and turns, when suddenly…wham! Van Dam nails the Van Daminator sending the chair back into Liger’s face and coming in, covering for 1…..2….NO!!! Liger gets the shoulder up. Van Dam is now furious as hell, swearing and yelling angrily at the referee as he stands, he cannot believe it. He then kicks Liger in the head in anger a few times before then heading to the top rope, rising up for the Five Star and flying off, connecting with it and covering for 1….2….NO!!! The crowd explodes, jumping up and down as Liger kicks out again! RVD just falls back holding his head in disbelief, but finally manages to will himself up, nothing left and he goes and pulls himself up onto the top rope, rising up for the second one…when RVD gets onto his feet and comes in onto the second rope, hammering into RVDs head and then grabbing it, driving down off the top with a brain buster off the top rope onto the chair! Covering for 1….2….3!!!

The crowd explodes in cheers as Liger’s music hits.
“Here is your winner and STILL Intercontinental Champion! Jushin “Thunder” Liger!” Loud cheers again as Liger now is helped up and gets his hand raised, being handed his well deserved title.
“24 months, unless he has to defend it over the next week Liger has made it to a full 2 years as Intercontinental Champion! RVD’s streak, his record is broken! Liger is the man! Liger is the longest reigning champion! Jushin Liger is still the intercontinental Champion!” JR calls emphatically as Liger now wills his damaged body onto the top rope, holding the title belt up high to loud cheers. RVD lies out on the mat holding his head, he knows. Liger then leaves, a 2 year still reigning champion.

We now cut backstage to the interview area again, the crowd booing thunderously as at either side of Okerlund is the Rock and Hollywood Hogan.
“Well gentleman, we heard from your opponents earlier tonight…
“Shut up!” The Rock snatches the microphone from Okerlund and pushes him back “go back to shilling crap on the Internet to fund your alcoholism!”
“You heard him Geno! Get out of here!” Hogan sneers as he pushes his old friend off screen into a light stand and turns back to the Rock, laughing with him and then Rock raises the microphone.
“Big talk Guns, but the Rock says this. If you are Guns, you are not Machine Guns, no no, you are tiny little pistols. We…are the big guns, we are the bazookas, and we are the death stars bitches! And tonight we are going to blow your world up when we take those titles off of you. You have no competition down there in the bush leagues you call a division. Now you face Main Eventers, not opening match Main Events like you were at the Rumble Sabin, real main eventers, headliners, men who draw money and build this house that you live in. So you want to talk big? Tonight we will walk big! We will walk tall…see what the Rock did there?” He chuckles with Hogan who nods “and we will be…champions. If you smell what the Rock is cookin.”
“I haven’t really got anything to add” Hogan chimes in “accept for the fact that we are taking those belts boys, and there is nothing your shinny wrasslin asses can do about it? Why? Because we have the really guns right here” he flexes his muscles “what you gonna do boys when we run right over you! Road kill…”
The two then throw the mic at the camera and laugh as they now walk towards the ring. It’s time.

Tag Team Championship

*Play Entrances*

Rock and Hogan now stand across the ring from the Champions, looking down at them, grinning as they look at what they obviously see as a walk in the park. Rock trash talking, Sabin calling back “we’ll see” as the two remove their jackets and then their titles. They then come forward and hold them up in the megastars faces to a cheer, calling for them to “come get them” and then walking back and handing them to the referee as Hogan and Rock sneer at them. Shelly and Sabin now go into the their, talking strategy for a moment until he Sabin nods, slapping Shelly on the shoulder and calling for him to go get em as he gets onto the ring apron. Rock now walks slowly in to meet him at the centre of the ring, Hogan calling on from the apron as the referee calls for the bell. Rock comes forward now and trash talks, pointing to Hogan, to the belts and saying various insults about them Shelly nods and then explodes beating Rock back across the right with rights and lefts and then kicks as the crowd cheers. Rock is wide eyed, shocked, as is Hogan as Shelly is beating the hell of him here and then shoots him off the ropes Rock though comes back taking him down with the shoulder tackle and hits the ropes again, Shelly waiting for him and taking him down with a dropsault and then covering for a quick 1 count. The crowd claps as Shelly backs off, waits for Rock to stand and then runs in but gets his head taken off with a closeline. Rocks broad, cocky smile is back on his face as he stands as he stomps away on Shelly on the mats. He goes straight into a rear chin lock, standing and driving the knee into the back. After a few moments Shelly is able to bring his foot up and boot Rock in the head three times to send him falling away holding his head. As Rock is on his hands and knees Shelly then hits the ropes, jumps up onto the top rope and springboards into the spinning leg drop down onto the Rock’s head. The crowd goes nuts as Shelly pins for 2.
Shelly picks Rock up in a rear face lock and backs into the corner, tagging in Sabin. Sabin boots Rock in the gut and then both men grab his arms and whip him into the rope across the ring, hitting him with double drops kicks followed by a rolling elbow from Sabin and a rolling leg drop from Shelly.
“Come on referee! Do your job peon!” We here Hogan yell out as he tries to come in but is held back by the official, Shelly now going back into his corner.
Sabin now pins and finds 2. He drops down no, hooking Rock with his legs and viceing in a head scissors, slapping his leg to grip the hold tighter around the neck. The referee comes in but Rock refuses to tap out. He then manages to get onto his feet and jump forward turning it into a pin for a 2. Sabin kicks him off with both feet then kips up and waits to Rock to come back in, Rock runs in and ducks a dropkick, Sabin hitting the mat as Rock hits the ropes now, then Sabin runs for him, but Rock catches him and drives him down with a Samoan drop. Rock stands and holding himself walks over and tags in Hogan to loud boos. Hogan sneers at the crowd, yells at the front row and then goes in on Sabin now, booting him in the back of the head as he goes to stand. He then drops a shot right into the face as Sabin turns over and covers for 2. Hogan now turns him over and locks in the camel clutch. Sabin cries out, the crowd, especially the young girls, screaming at him to get out of the hold. We get a great close up of Sabin’s face as he calls out in agonizing pain. Hogan yells for him to tap. He struggles but eventually is able to get to the bottom rope. Hogan then goes and grabs Sabin and again pulls him up on his shoulders. But before he can lock it on fully Sabin manages to swing him feet around and turn it into a tornado DDT. The crowd explodes as both men lay out on the mat, Sabin managing to recover and put an arm over for 2. Sabin now starts to crawl towards him corner. Shelly there holds out his he arm, begging for the tag, climbing up onto the second rope and reaching over, Sabin reaches out…but Hogan runs in and drives a hard stomp down into Sabin’s back cutting him off. He then scoops him up and drives him down with a scoop slam. Hogan has a big grin as he stands swaggering over to The Rock and tagging him back in. Rock comes in picking him up when out of nowhere Sabin blasts him with a drop kick, sending him back into the ropes. Rock holds his chest and turns, looking over to Hogan and saying something. Hogan nods and then tries to enter the ring, the ref coming over and arguing with him to get out. Rock now comes in, rakes the eye and boots Sabin right between the legs with a soccer kick to the balls. The crowd boos heavily, many of them standing and shouting abuse at Legendary. Hogan now stops and gets back on the apron, starting to laugh and taunt the crowd. Rock swaggers forward laughing as well and doing his just bring it taunt mockingly at Shelly who looks like he is ready to kill him, he then flips off the booing crowd. Rock comes over and pedantically kicks off Sabin’s face with his boot a couple of times, taunting him as he has a face of pure pain, holding his groin. Rock then drops down and covers him for 2.
Rock now drags Sabin by the head and places him on the bottom rope, calling for Hogan again. Hogan again comes into and distracts the ref as Miz gets up and steps on the back on Sabin’s head choking him on the ropes. But with the ref distracted Rock does not break it, standing on him for nearly 30 seconds, looking at a pretend watch, taunting the crowd and then resting his head in his head on the top rope. However in the end Shelly has had enough, running in and with the ref distracted has a clear path to the Rock, grabbing him off Sabin and beating the hell out of him with closed fists to a massive ovation before dropping him with a DDT. By now the ref has turned, noticed this and orders Shelly back to his corner. His arguments falling on deaf ears. Back in the ring now both men start to stir, Sabin is now holding his neck and spluttering until Shelly pleads with him to get moving. At the same time now Rock starts to move, both men crawling towards their corners. Rock just a hair faster and tagging in Hogan, Sabin reaching out his hand but Hogan is there pulls him back by his foot, again stopping the tag. The crowd is again livid as Hogan just grins at them, hooking with the leg, then grabbing the other and locking in a Boston crab. Sabin can barely raise his head or speak at this point but continues to tell the ref that he won’t give up. Hogan keeps syncing in the hold. After a few moments of this Rock now runs into the ring, bolts past the ref and drops an elbow to the back of Sabin’s head while still in the hold. The crowd is livid, Shelly tries to run in now but is stopped the ref as he tries to restore order. The Rock just grins as Alex taunting him as ignores the ref, dismissing him and walks back to his corner. Shelly curses at him and does the same.
“My God, Sabin is holding in there. You got to hand it to the kid but these two have been breaking rule after rule since they got out here. And he has to give in to this punishment, his body will eventually” JR comments.
“But the ref hasn’t seen barely any of it. You know what that is JR?” Lawler says.
“What?”
“Smart.”
“Well yeah but…oh God!” JR says as in the ring as the ref is dealing with Sabin Hogan turns Shelly over, opens him legs and punches him right between them in the second blatant blow of the night, the crowd boos are deafening as finally the ref turns around. By now Hogan has Sabin backed into the corner and is punching the hell out of him with his slow but deliberate punches, then whipping him into the ropes and hitting the big boot, dropping down and covering 1…2…NO! Chris just kicks out.
Hogan is livid as he stands. Rock now yells over, holding out his hand. Hogan is still miffed as he goes over and tags Rock in. Rock at once picks Sabin up and starts to fire away with his open hand shots to the head, then hits the last theatrical one, sending Sabin now into the corner. When out of nowhere he rebound back and nails a flying forearm taking Rock down. The crowd explodes as both men hit the mat, Sabin lifeless. Sabin now finally starts to move, Rock not moving, the crowd getting louder and louder as Sabin gets closer and closer to the corner, barely able to drag him body on from the pounding he has take, reaching with all he can. Finally Shelly swings down both arms and…gets the tag!
The crowd roars as Shelly hits the ring off the hot tag, taking Rock down with the spinning heel kick, then running over and dropkicking Hogan off the apron, sending him flying face first into the guard wall to a huge pop. Sabin now waits for Rock to slowly rise, grabs him and drives him down with the Over the shoulder belly to back piledriver he calls the WA4 and hooks the leg….but the ref refuses to count. Shelly looks on in confusion, standing as the ref is cutting the air and talking to him.
“What?” Shelly yells.
The ref then walks over and grabs the tag rope, signaling that he didn’t have him hand on the tag rope when he tagged in.
“The referee is saying he didn’t have his hand on the tag rope, let’s take a look at the replay” JR says.
And sure enough the referee was right. All Shelly can do as Hogan climbs back on the apron is shake his head in disbelief, kicking the rope and slamming the post as he get back in the corner and yells down as Sabin, who is lifeless on the mats, to get back in the ring. The referee starts the count 1….2….3… Rock starts to move…4…..5….6….Rock reaches out…7…Sabin crawls back under the bottom rope and turns for the tag but Hogan is tagged in, runs over and takes him down with the big boot, hitting the ropes and dropping the big leg drop! For 1….2….NO! The crowd go nuts as Shelly runs in the breaks it up, he is admonished by the referee as he stands and starts to walk back to his corner, turning and flipping the referee off to a huge ovation and then getting back in the corner and again begging to the tag. Hogan now walks over and tags in Rock ….but Sabin is close to his corner, moves slightly holding out his arm and…yes! Legal tag! Shelly comes in again like a house on fire, the crowd going insane as he takes Rock down with a closeline, then two quick arm drags and then a dropkick as he stands from the last. Hogan comes in but gets taken out with the dropkick part of a dropsault, as Shelly lands the standing moonsault part right onto the Rock. That’s get s a massive cheer as he then covers for 1….2….NO! Rock just gets the shoulder up. Shelly gets up on his knees, he was sure he had it that time, then heads to the top rope, rising up and flying off with a frog splash! He covers for 1…2…NO! Hogan is back and boots him in the back of the head to break it up to huge boos. Hogan now gets back on the apron and calls for the tag and eventually gets it from Rock, running in for a hard closeline but Shelly slide steps him, waiting for him to turn and then running up him and taking his head off with the shinning wizard. Cover for 1….2…NO! Hogan barely kicks out.
Hogan now stands and tags Miz back in now, both men using the ten count to come in and nail a Samoa Drop neckbreaker combo before Hogan heads back into his corner. Rock covering for 1…2…NO! Rock is now livid. Rock picks up Shelly now and drives him down into the mat with the Rock Bottom…but Sabin reverses it at the last second into a roll up for 1…2…NO! The crowd let out a massive collective gasp on that one.
“Man that was close!” King yells.
Shelly is now the one aggravation as he gets up, but then sees Sabin is now valiantly back in their corner. Picking Rock up and tagging him in then both hitting the ARCS rush. 1…..2….NO! Rock just kicks out; Hogan was half way across the ring for that one. The crowd again were sure it was over.Sabin now brings Rock into the corner, both men setting up, Sabin on the top rope and driving Miz down with the Skull and Bones. Sabin now stands and runs at Hogan to stop him as he comes in Shelly covering but Hogan closelines Sabin down out the way 1…2…NO! Hogan just runs in from that and just breaks it up! The crowd is going insane now, but that reaction is combined with loud boos that that wasn’t it. Hogan now, ignoring the referees grabs Rock and pulls him across the ring by his lifeless arm, goes to the outside, then yelling at him. Rock groggily coming to and then tagging Hogan in. Boos as Hogan comes in and picks up Shelly, scooping him up and across the knee with the atomic drop, the heads to the ropes for the leg drop again, but Shelly move and he hits nothing but mat, standing and hitting the ropes, coming back and drop kicking Hogan in the face sending him down and covering for 1…2…NO! Shelly now picks Hogan up but Hogan starts to “hulk up” hammering Shelly across the ring with right hands, taking him down with the big boot then going over and tagging Rock back in. Rock waits for Shelly to rise and then drives him down with the spine buster, standing and going around, kicking in the arm as the crowd boos heavily. Looking out at them with a smug grin as he raises the eyebrow and slowly pulls off the elbow pad, spitting on it and throwing it on Shelly hitting the ropes, across and then the other ropes coming in for the Hollywood…no at the last second Shelly catches him running in and rolls him up for 1…2…NO! Rock just manages to kick out. Shelly now stands as Rock does and turns…right into the arm, driving down with the Rock Bottom! Sabin now runs into the ring, but Hogan is right there and big boots him in the face sending him down as Rock covers for 1…2…3!

Trash is already being thrown into the ring, the boos thunderous as Rock’s music hits.
“Here are your winners,” Finkle comes over the PA “and NEW World Wrestling Federation Tag Team Champions! The Rock and Hollywood Hogan!” Deafening boos.
Both men are now laughing as they take the belts from the referee and get their hands raised, both laughing and grinning at the thunderous boos and jeers, avoiding just the things being thrown at them.
“Damn it! Damn it to…ah! Shelly and Sabin were worn down after a month of title defenses and then feed to these wolves. And like them are not they are big bad wolves to face. What a travesty that these two men are tag team champions!” JR is angry is hell at ringside.
But with that Rock and Hogan take their new prizes and head out of the ring, being escorted by security as they smile and hold their titles up. Backstage we see Vince sitting his office chair smiling from ear to ear; he has got what he wanted in this one. One more piece moved in his ongoing game.

We now cut to outside the arena where we told there is an incident in progress, our cameras now running up as mass of security are yelling at someone who is being demanded to be let in, being pushed and held back is Goldberg. The crowd cheers as he yells at the cops “let me in! Let me in! I work here!”
“Not tonight you don’t” Loud boos as Cena walks into the shot and up to Goldberg as he sneers over the officers as him, a look that could kill indeed “I have a message from the boss, he says that you have the night off tonight.”
“The hell I have you little punk!” Goldberg growls.
“After that stunt you pulled on Smackdown, he isn’t taking any chances” Cena replies “in fact for that he wants me to tell you that you are suspended indefinitely.”
Loud boos as Cena laughs at him, pointing as he growls, roars and yells, the cops hand cuffing and arresting him, taking him away. But as he is he looks back over his shoulder as Cena, glaring and calling back “you’re next!” Cena swallows at that, then pushes the camera away and storms off as we fade out.

We now cut to the interview area where Gene Okerlund is stood with the Miz.
“Miz, we saw what happened on Raw. We saw you run…”
“Yeah I ran! But I ran because that homicidal psychopath would have injured me and affected this main event, my chance at becoming WWF Champion again. But now, here tonight in my home town” boos for that, not exactly a home town hero “I am ready for him. I am ready to do what I must to beat him again and drive him away again back to the whole that he squeezed through. As for Barrett” he turns to the camera “last time you had the home field advantage, this month it’s my turn to be at home. And believe me that will make all the difference, because weather it’s you or the psycho; I will be WWF Champion again here tonight. And it will be AWESOME!” With that he walks off Okerlund shaking his head as we fade back to ringside for the Main Event.

[Valdora]

WWF Championship; Triple Threat Match

*Play Joe, Miz and Barrett*

Joe comes out with a his towel over his head in a Taz like fashion, staring across the ring at the other two with it still on makes his still obvious face of rage even more frightening. Finally as the final music dies he removes it to reveal his face. He sneers over at Barrett as the Champion hands over his title and then slowly looks to his nemesis Miz who swallows hard, nowhere to go if he wants the title this time. The referee shows the eagled gold belt to all three men before holding it up, Joe breaking he stare down with Miz only to look at the belt, the prize and then back at Miz.
“Joe has been waiting for this for a long time folks, since last summer when it all started over that title right there. Barrett was the gun, Miz was the man that pulled the trigger and the man he has battled with and even lost too before, now it’s time for retribution” JR calls as the referee now steps forward, Miz wide eyed as he…calls for the bell. The crowd cheers as at once Joe charges across the ring for Miz, but Miz just like on Monday bolts out of the ring, running around the ring away from Joe. He goes to follow when from behind comes Barrett with a couple of clubbing blows to the back. Joe does not feel them but just sneers and slowly turns, grabbing Barrett and driving his head into the top turnbuckle a couple of times. He then turns him around and nails him with a left, a right, a left a right, boxing the Champions head off in the corner until Barrett is able to bring up a knee to the gut and then drive Joe down with a closeline. He then turns and looks at Miz for only a moment, but by time he turns back Joe is up and runs in with a running elbow strike taking Barrett down. Joe then stands and then sets his sights on the target. Miz grows wide eyed again and runs for it as Joe bolts out of the ring and after him, Miz running around the ring and then into the ring to get away from him…right into a big boot from Barrett that takes him down. Joe now comes into the ring and with tunnel vision continues running towards the downed Miz but Barrett meets him, firing away with right hands to the head beating Joe back into the corner, clubbing away at him there. Joe though then blocks one of the shots and headbuts Barrett back, and again before then bringing up a kick to the head sending him down. He then goes back over to the Miz, but he’s not there. Instead as he turns Miz is on the top rope behind him and flies off with a diving cross body block…but Joe catches out the air, the crowd cheers, finally after all these months he has his hands on Miz. Joe then charges forward driving him back first into the one corner, then another, a third and then the forth before finishing up with a fall away slam that sends Miz flying across the ring. Joe stands, a look of satisfaction on his face as he sees Miz writhing in pain and comes in, mounting him with an almost orgasmic anger filled expression starts hammering away on Miz over and over and with hard shots to the head, raking his face. He then face and curb stomps his face. But then from behind comes Barrett who lifts him up and down with a gut wrench powerbomb and covering for 1. Barrett now picks Joe up and now nails snake eyes in the corner, then hits the ropes coming back with the big boot sending him down, then drops a leg drop and covers for 1. Barrett heaves Joe up by the head again, but this time Joe comes to life, grabs him and then sends him over with a t-bone suplex. He then stands and pulls Barrett up then sends him over with an exploder suplex. But does not cover, instead he looks around for Miz, seeing him on the outside and then charges down through the ropes and takes him down with a suicide dive into the security wall. He then picks him up over his head and drive him down chest first into the wall. Then grabs him by the head pulling him around ringside and then driving him face first into the ring post over and over again, revealing the sick splat as Miz’s head smashes off steel again and again. Joe then heaves him up like javelin and long darts him face first into the post, letting him fall and crumble on the mats. When he rolls over we can see that Miz is busted wide open now, blood pouring down his face as Joe now gets down to his knees and hammers away on the open cut with closed fist shots opening the cut further and further, the punches getting harder and faster with each, Joe’s hand wrap now covered in Miz’s red blood. He then stands when from behind again comes Barrett, driving Joe’s head off the Spanish announce table, then living him up and diving him down on the floor with Wasteland! The tide turned as finally Joe stays down, rolling away and grimacing in pain from the move. Barrett now comes in on Miz, picking him up and rolling him back into the ring, following him. Miz stands and stumbles around as the blood pours down his face, walking around right into a closeline from Barrett that turns him inside out. Barrett now covers and finds 2. He then picks Miz up and whips him into the corner, following in with a closeline but Miz, perhaps out of desperation, manages to move out of the way, Barrett crashing chest first into the turnbuckles. Miz then stands and runs in, dropping Barrett down with a swinging neckbreaker and covering for 2. Miz now rises to his knees, trying to recover and catch him breath when Joe is back, pulling him up from behind in the sleeper hold then dropping back with a sleeper suplex into the corner! Miz bouncing off the turnbuckles and tumbling down to the canvas. The crowd are cheering for this, the love it. “This folks is an ass kicking” JR comments.
Joe now comes in and lifts Miz up by the throat, pulling him to his feet and then brings him in to smash his face off the corner over and over, then roundhouse kicks in the corner and then as he drops finally stomp him down in the corner. He then backs off and runs in with the face wash kick, Miz’s head falls back and then limb on his shoulders, downed out of it in the corner. Barrett though is now back up and comes in, pulling Joe around and hammers into him with hard shots, Joe answers back with stiff shots, Wade gets harder. It’s Foundation all over again as the two men trade stiff hard shots back and forth. The furious flurry continues as they beat each other across the ring, Joe then gets a double leg take down and starts hammering away on the downed head with mounted punches, until Barrett reverses it and mounts Joe hammering down into him, the two trade places a couple more times until a boot to the face from Barrett finally sends Joe off. He then stands and runs in for a big boot, but Joe catches the leg and him, then sends him over with a capture suplex. Barrett falling down hard to the mat and then rolling out under the bottom rope, standing and trying to recover, holding his back with a grimace. He walks it off in front of the announce desk and turns to see Joe flying through the ropes at him with suicide dive, but at the last second is able to side steps it and grab Joe throwing him down through the Spanish announce tables! The crowd stand on shock and reaction as Joe lies finally still on the remains of the table. Barrett falls back onto the ring apron, breathing hard, bruises swelling all over his face, especially one very swelled eyebrow as he looks wide eyed at the damage he has done and nods, heading into the ring now and back to Miz who is now having crawled across the ring pulling himself up on the ropes. He then drops down out of the other side of the ring and Barrett follows, coming around after him as he falls into the timekeeper table, Barrett coming in to grab him when wham! He takes a ring bell upside the head, falling back like a tree to the mat as Miz takes a moment to breathe and recover. He then wipes the blood from his head, staring at his hand and shaking his head then coming and pulling Barrett up and driving him down onto the ring steps with a bulldog. He then stands and rolls Barrett back into the ring, following him in and the running and hitting the Mizard of Oz for 1…2…NO! Barrett gets the shoulder up. Miz now drops an elbow a couple of times, then heads onto the second rope and flies off with a Bret Hart like flying forearm down onto Barrett’s head and covering again for 2. Miz now goes over to the legs, still wobbly and breathing hard but in control and he picks up Barrett’s leg and beats down into it, dropping and elbow in the knee joint and then locking in a leg lock on the right leg there. He then stands and driving the elbow down into the knee again and pulls on the hold. Barrett reaches out, holds his head but shakes it as the referee asks him if he wants to give it up. Miz finally breaks the hold and now grabs Barrett’s leg pulling it towards the corner to no doubt wrap it around the ring post when Barrett kicks off and send Miz flying hard into the corner. He then stands, hobbling a bit to get the feeling back into his leg but then runs in and clubs the back of Miz, then grabs him and hoists him up into a torture rack, pulling back on it as Miz cries out in pain. Miz struggles in the hold for few moments but when it becomes clear he won’t give it up Barrett turns it into a reverse death valley driver, throwing Miz over, but as he comes down Miz a manages to turn it onto a falling neckbreaker! Driving Barrett’s head down into the mat and slumming an arm over for 1…2….NO! Miz now wills his beaten and battered body to stand, turning and then watching as Barrett rises coming in behind and locking in for the SCF, but Barrett manages to swing out of it, but Miz then ducks a closeline, grabs him and drives him down with the skull crushing finale and covering for 1….2….NO! Joe is back is jumps up for a back senton splash crushing Miz between him and Barrett to break it up. The crowd is really back into it now as Joe pulls Miz up and then hits him with the tiger driver, then four tazplexes one after the other. He then goes over and undoes the top turnbuckle pad, the crowd buzzing, the referee gets in his face trying to stop him, but a look is all it takes to back him off, Joe removing the pas and then coming in Miz. When Miz comes to life and pushes Joe back first into the exposed steel! He then takes a second before then running up and jumping over the ropes, to land on the apron, catching Joe’s head on the way down and smashing it into the exposed buckle. Joe now stumbles back out of it, Miz grabbing him and pulling him through the ropes to join him on the apron, hammering away, but that Joe starts to fire back, the two trading shots back and forth on the apron furious. Until from in the ring runs in Barrett with big boot…but both men move, sending Barrett kicking over the top rope and tumbling to land on the outside. Joe then comes in and nails Miz with three hard head buts before grabbing him in the belly to belly suplex position, the crowd starting to buzz now getting louder as he turns.“No…No!” JR yells. But it’s too late, Joe falls back, falling back onto the mats himself as he suplexes Miz off the apron, flying through the air and down through the English announce table! The reactions lasts for minuets, the crowd jumping up and down holding their heads as Miz lays on the remains of the table. “Holy shit! Holy shit!” Chants start echoing around the area as now Joe rises up, Barrett also up looks on wide eyed, shaking his head at that.
Joe uses the apron to get up and pushes off when from the side comes Barrett taking him head off with a big boot. He then rolls back into the ring and comes in, setting him up and then picking Joe up and driving him down with the wasteland for 1….2….NO!!! Joe kicks out, much too many of the crowds delight. Barrett curses, slamming the mat as he stands and then looks over seeing the buckle and picks Joe up, scoops him up and body slamming Joe down onto the exposed steel! Pulling him back and covering for 1….2….NO!!! Again Joe powers the shoulder up. Barrett now just falls back onto his knees shaking his head. He then picks Joe up and takes him to the corner, driving him head down into the exposed buckle and then lifting him up onto it, coming up and going for a superplex, but Joe blocks it and turns it into a forward of his own, driving Barrett face first into the mat. He then stands on the second rope and flies off with a diving shoulder block Barrett down again. He then grabs Barrett and now takes him to the corner, lifting him up onto it for the muscle buster, grabbing him for it. But Barrett fights him off, kicks him off and then flies off with a diving closeline taking Joe down now. Barrett then heaves Joe up and scoop slams him down, then drops down to lock in a modified Regal stretch, pulling back on it but Joe is able to reverse it and send Barrett off and over him. Barrett though comes in and hammers down into Joe some more then picks him up and nails a snap suplex. Then hits the ropes and comes back…but Joe catches him and sends him flying over with a t-bone suplex. Joe now stands and comes in, mounting Barrett and hammering away, before then pulling him up and locking in the coquina clutch! Pulling back on it and going to drop down to scissor the legs, when Barrett is able to reverse it into a sit out jawbreaker. Joe falling away holding his neck as Barrett uses the ropes to stand and then on the outside sees Miz starting to stir and heads out after him, pulling Miz up and rolling him back into the ring. Miz barely is able to move, let alone stand as he pulls himself up on the ropes, legs almost giving out of him as he turns around right into a shot from Joe, the turns around into a shot from Barrett, Joe, Barrett, Joe, Barrett, the two trade off back and forth until Joe charges forward and takes Barrett down with a closeline, Miz just spinning and slumping down face first to the mat.
Joe then comes in behind Barrett as he stands and then locks in the coquina clutch again! Pulling back on it, but Barrett is able to use his power to heave Joe over his shoulder into his arms where he heaves him and down with the Wasteland and covers for 1….2….NO!!! Miz is back and breaks it up, somehow. Miz now pulls Barrett up, out of his feet, moving by instinct alone as he sets Barrett up for the SCF again…but Barrett manages to swing around out of it and then drive Miz down with the Wasteland, going over and booting Joe out under the bottom rope and then going over and covering Miz for 1…..2…..3!!!

Many of the crowd cheers as Barrett’s music hits. Barrett falls back to the mat in exhaustion and relief.
“Here if your winner and STILL World Wrestling Federation Champion! Wade Barrett!” Finkle calls to a cheer.
Barrett now stands and is handed his title, falling back as he clutches it to him them gets his hand raised.
“Well, he did it, somehow, someway Wade Barrett is still the WWF Champion” JR calls.
Barrett holds his belt up high as the camera pans the downed Miz and Joe who is just starting to move on the outside. Barrett standing tall in the ring, holding his title belt up in a well deserved victory.

*Play Vince*

The crowd boos and looks on in confusion as Vince Mcmahon walks out on stage applauding for Wade.
“What the hell is this? What the hell is Mr. Mcmahon doing out here?” JR asks.
“Shush JR he’s going to speak!” King shoots back.
“Well done Mr. Barrett” Vince grins at the confused frowning Barrett “but…there is something I have to tell you I’m afraid. Bad news. You see, you’re not drawing the right numbers as Champion and well…I think we need a new one. And since you retained I guess it’s down to me” the crowd is booing heavily now as Barrett is trash talking, furious in the ring “hold on! Hold on! Let me get to it. See last month John Cena won the King of the Ring and even though the rules state he won a title shot at Summerslam, I think the rules can be changed and hell…I’m the boss again now, I can do whatever I want. So…I decided why wait for Summerslam? Why not have that title match right here tonight right now!”
Thunderous boos as Barrett is shaking his head and yelling various curse words and “you son of a bitch!”
“So Mr. Barrett allow me to introduce your opponent for a WWF Championship match right now: John Cena!”

*Play Cena*

Deafening boos as Cena walks out with a grin on his face, a sneering grin down into the ring at the angry Barrett. From behind comes the new Tag Team Champion Rock and Hogan who run down, around the ring and jump Samoa Joe, smashing the title belts over his head to keep him down. Cena then shakes hands with the equally grinning Vince and then takes off, running down the aisle and sliding into the ring. Removing his chain as he enters the ring, but not even having time to remove his T-Shirt as Barrett charges for him with a right hand, Cena ducks it and then hits the ropes coming back and takes him down with a shoulder tackle and the referee now calls of the bell. This “match” is underway. Cena now picks Barrett up and drops him with gut wrench suplex, followed by the middle finger version of the 5 knuckle shuffle. He then steps up for it as Barrett rises and goes in for the FU…but Barrett drops down off the shoulder hits the ropes and takes Cena down with the big boot to a massive cheer. On the outside Hogan and Rock grow concerned, pounding the mat and yelling for Cena to get up. Barrett now picks Cena up and throws him into the corner, following in with a hard closeline sandwiching him there. He as Cena rebounds heaves him up for the Wasteland…but now Cena lands on his feet and turns it into the FU! Driving Barrett down into the mat and covering for 1….2….3!!!

Rock and Hogan jump up and into the ring, in the aisle way Vince is beaming as Cena’s music hits. The boos are deafening, these people are pissed, trash again being thrown ten times worse that in the tag match.
“Here is your winner and NEW World Wrestling Federation Champion! John Cena!” Even Finkle shakes his head at this.
In the ring now Hogan and Rock put Cena on their shoulders as he is handed the title belt, parading him around the ring as trash is thrown and hits him. He just wipes it off and grins as he holds the title belt up high over his head.
“God dam them! God dam them all! This is not right! This is a screw job folks, plain and simple they just screwed Wade Barrett! This was their plan all along, Mcmahon made this match to weaken Barrett and then fed him to his handpicked poster boy champion! This is bullshit folks! I am sorry but this is bullshit!”
“Well they did it JR, they did, they got us all. Rock and Hogan are the Tag Team Champions and Cena is the new WWF Champion. Wow” King replies.
In the ring now Cena is let down, Vince, Hogan and Rock clapping as he gets up on the corner and holds up his newly “won” title belt high. Vince then yells “do it!” To a technical and pyro starts to go off, confetti starts to fall in Cena red white and blue. It’s a celebration, but only for four men. Balloon and falls fall on the pissed crowd, many of them being angrily popped. Cena looks up as the party scene continued and in the middle of it up stands up in the corner, holds the WWF title up and calls out at the top of his lungs “the champ is here!” With that logo appears and Retribution fades to black.