WWF Unforgiven 2012

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Card

WWF Championship
John Cena VS Shawn Michaels

Glass Cage Match
Samoa Joe VS the Miz

WWF Intercontinental Championship
Dolph Ziggler w/ Velvet Sky VS Jushin “Thunder” Liger

WWF Tag Team Championship
The Rock and Hollywood Hogan VS Bryan Danielson & AJ Styles VS Mankind & Abyss

Goldberg VS Jushin “Thunder” Liger
WWF X-Division Championship
Chris Sabin VS KENTA

WWF Women’s Championship
Trish Stratus VS Ayako Hamada

The World Wrestling Federation Presents
UNFORGIVEN 2012
Venue: Amway Centre in Orlando FL
Attendance: 17,854
Theme: “The Unforgiven” by Metallica

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Paul London and Brian Kendrick defeated The American Wolves when Paul hit the shooting star press.

*Play Opening*

The Pyro collides off the entrance way, the lights come and the crowd goes wild.
“Hello ladies and Gentleman and welcome to the Amway Centre in Orlando Florida for WWF Unforgiven! Jim Ross along with Jim Cornette and Jerry “The King” Lawler! Gentleman, what a night this is going to be” says Ross.
“Oh for sure JR,” Lawler replies “a glass cage, all the titles on the line including Jushin Ligers Intercontinental Championship in more jeopardy than ever before! This is going to a be a big night I can feel it.”
“Well then what are we waiting for? Let’s get goin’!” Finishes Cornette as we now fade into ringside.

X Division Championship

*Play KENTA VS Sabin*

Sabin now looks across at the psyed up KENTA as he removes the X Division Championship from around his waist, folds it up and hands it to the official. The referee takes it and shows it to KENTA who nods at it and then holds it up for all sides before handing it down to the timekeeper. He then finally comes forward checking on the two combatants as they loosen up and get ready to go at it, and then calls for the bell.
They now both circle each other for a moment, KENTA going for a kick and Sabin giving a lopsided grin as he manages to avoid it. They yell a few things at each other a moment before then finally locking up. KENTA pushes Sabin back into the ropes who then reverses it, KENTA reversing it back, the two rolling around on the ropes until the referee separates them for a clean break. They lock horns again now, KENTA now forcing Sabin to the mat in the lock, Sabin rolling back and taking him over in it. The collar elbow still applied as they roll around and jock for position on the mat. Sabin eventually throwing KENTA to the mat in it and trying to break it to stand but that just gives KENTA the leverage to get back onto it fit and they are back in the standing collar elbow tie up again. They then finally break and stare each other down now to a cheer and clapping from the crowd. KENTA nodding and wiping his brow as he goes around going back into it, Sabin smiling and nodding at KENTA in return. KENTA then fires in with a kick but Sabin ducks it and clobbers him with a right hand. KENTA answers back with a kick to the shins, then a roundhouse to the chest. Sabin is no longer smiling, clutching his chest in pain as he falls back. When he reaches the ropes KENTA gets to him and now runs it to hit a running arched big boot to the chest knocking him down in the ropes. He then grabs the arm and whips him off into the opposite ropes, then going for another kick but Sabin catches this one, KENTA manages to retrieve it and turn away, but as he does Sabin nails a dropkick to the back of the head sending him into the ropes now. KENTA now rebounds and stands right into Sabin who hooks his wait, placing his head under his arm and heaving him up onto the top rope, but as he goes to grab him they KENTA elbows him back and then hangs himself upside down in the corner to bring up a upside couple of kicks into Sabin’s face sending him away.
He then rolls back onto his feet and run in on Sabin, but Sabin catches him coming in with the deep arm drag. KENTA stands from then and runs in again, Sabin this time nailing the drop toe hold sending him face first into the mat, then grabs the arm and spins around it dropping down and hooking in the la misra cradle for a quick 1 count. Both men stand again and now KENTA runs in for Sabin now Sabin drops down and dropkicks the knees of KENTA sending him flipping over and onto his back. The crowd cheers loudly for that one as KENTA sits up holding his knees in pain. Sabin now stands and comes in behind KENTA pulling him up in the rear wait lock and dropping back for the German but KENTA is able to land on his feet driving Sabin into the mat out of it and then runs in for the knee, Sabin though ducks it, but KENTA stops himself and nails the buzz saw kick to the back of Sabin’s head sending him down to a cheer. KENTA now comes in nailing the standing senton and then picking Sabin up, kicking away rabidly at the chest, then Irish whips him into the ropes coming in and nailing the running arched big boot again sending him down to the mat. He then lock Sabin in a headlock and throws him down into the mat for a cover for quick 2. He then pulls Sabin up to expose his chest and then fires away with a hard knife edge chop that sends Sabin falling away holding his chest and yelling out. He then comes in pulling Sabin up and then snap mares him over, then hitting the ropes and dropping a jumping knee to the head and covering again for 2. He gets up, just onto his knee though and now locks in a modified fujiwara arm bar, staying on his knees and pushing one knee down into Sabin’s head. Sabin grimaces in the pain, but yells out and shakes his head as the referee asks if her wants to give it up.
The crowd now start to clap in rhyme, trying to will Sabin back into it. Chris is eventually able to throw him off and then both men stand again now, KENTA nailing another chop but Sabin answers back with one of his own. KENTA answering it back, Sabin then answering back with a forearm to the face, and again, again, forcing him back into the ropes and then grabbing the arm and Irish whipping him into the corner and running in, but KENTA is able to use the top rope to get his feet up into the incoming Champions face, then runs forward with a spinning heel kick taking him down. He then circles the ring, yelling out in Japanese at the fans and then coming in and covering Sabin for 2. KENTA now picks Sabin up by the head again and takes him over with a snapmare and then locking in a full nelson on the mat to pull him into a body scissors with the legs, forcing Sabin down to the mat in them as he yells out in pain as his ribs are crushed in the viced legs. KENTA keeps it applied for a few moments now as Sabin yells out in pain and then at no at the asking official. After about 30 seconds in the holds Sabin then is able to bring up an elbow and drives it down into KENTA’s knee a few times to try to break the grip of it so he can get out of the hold, but then KENTA rolls over pulling Sabin with his legs so now his shoulders are on the mat for 1…2…Sabin manages to roll it back over. They now break, Sabin lying on the mat as KENTA comes in and nails a straight kick to the chest of the seated Sabin sending him back down. He then picks Sabin up and now drives him down with a fisherman buster and hooks the leg back for 1…2…NO! He now brings Sabin up by the head and exposes the chest again for a chop, Sabin answering back again with his own to a loud “woo!” From the Orlando crowd. Kenta fires back with a chop, Sabin, Kenta, Sabin, Sabin, Kenta, Kenta, Kenta, Sabin. Back and forth the knife edge chops go. Sabin then manages to take the advantage with a few forearm shots and then whips him off the ropes again, he then spins with a back kick but Kenta catches himself on the ropes and then comes in for the spinning back kick of his own to Sabin’s gut sending him down. He then nails a straight kick to the back and then the back of his head as he gets to his knee, sending him down like a tree again. KENTA now comes in a covers for 2.
Kenta now picks up and now throws him back into the corner, nailing reverse spinning chops to the face and then driving in his shoulder into the gut, Sabin clubbing down into the back over it. Nailing then now over and over until KENTA then jumps back and nails a dropkick, that whiplashes Sabin’s head back over the top turnbuckle. Sabin now falls to lay now on the apron as Kenta stands. He then comes in for him, reaching over the top rope to pull him up on the apron, Sabin going for a shot a missing, Kenta firing back with a chop, he then pulls him through the ropes and nails a kick to up into the hanging head sending him reeling back to now sit on the apron. Kenta takes a moment for a breather before then running for the ropes and coming in, but as he does Sabin vaults up onto the top rope and springboards off with a missile dropkick sending Kenta down. Both men lay out of it for a moment until Sabin now both men now rising to their hands and knees and start to crawl. Kenta then runs it right into a closeline, Sabin then yelling for him to get up and when he does runs in and nails a running back elbow sending Kenta back down again. Really building some steam now, the crowd behind him as he comes in on the rising Kenta and wails away with hard knife edge chops to the chest. KENTA reels from one and then charges in for Chris, but Sabin side steps it and sends Kenta into and through the ropes now, crashing down on the black mats on the floor. Then as Kenta rises up on the outside hit the ropes, runs in and flies though the ropes down onto Kenta with the suicide dive sending him back into the guard rail out to a loud roar.
A replay is shown of the move and then we are back to live action. Kenta is now in the ring and standing as Sabin is standing on the apron, holding the top rope with a look of intent. He then vaults up and springboards off but Kenta runs forward, Sabin though landing on his feet and turning as Kenta runs in right into a spinning back kick to the gut followed up with a jumping ensurguri to the head. Kenta now quiet knowing where he is as he rises off the mat holding his head and stumbling towards the corner as Sabin comes in and heaves him up onto the top rope and now sets him up in the tree of woe. He then backs off and runs in nailing the hesitation dropkick. The crowd claps and cheers a Sabin stands and now pushes Kenta’s shoulders to the mat and covers for 1…2…NO! Kenta just kicks out. Sabin now pulls Kenta up and it, hoisting him up from the legs onto his shoulders for the powerbomb, but Kenta manages to nail rabid elbows to the head why on the shoulders to stop him, Sabin then goes to turn into a fireman’s carry, but Kenta drops down his body, hooking in the leg scissors on the body and then grabs the head in a dragon sleeper! The crowd explodes in applause for that one as Kenta pulls back on it. He does so for a few moments until Sabin runs back driving Kenta into the corner to get him off his back, walking away groggily as he leaves Kenta in the corner. He then heads to the opposite corner and after a moment Kenta runs forward, but Sabin now runs in and dropkicks his legs right out from under him, sending him over again. Then as Kenta stands Sabin runs for the ropes and vaults up onto the second one, grabbing Kenta coming down and driving him headfirst into the mat with a tornado DDT! Covering for 1…2….NO!!! Again Kenta just kicks out.
“I tell ya, I’m exhausted just watching this. What an amazing opening bout here for the X Division Championship” JR comments.
“This is nuts!” Kings agrees.
“No its two nuts. Two nuts that will do anything to become X Division Champion” Cornette adds.
Both men lay out on the mat for a moment until Sabin is the first to rise. Kenta has now pulled himself up into the corner, Sabin coming in and nailing a hard couple of forearms, then reaching down and heaving Kenta up onto the top rope, he then heads up to join him there, hammering away to keep Kenta out of it, then setting up and going for a frakensteiner and nailing it! But as they hit the mat Kenta is able to turn it into a double leg roll up for 1…2…NO!!! Sabin brings up his legs to kick both sides of Kenta’s head to break it up! Kenta though then leaps up onto his feet and jumps up with double stomp down into Sabin’s gut. Sabin holds himself as he stands and turns right into the Kenta rush, the crowd going nuts for this match, many solidly behind the challenger now as he fires away and then runs the rope and nailing the final part; the Busaiku knee kick! And dropping down covering, he and crowd counting along with the referee 1…2…NO!!! Sabin powers the shoulder the mat to a huge reaction of a shock and then cheers. Kenta now Sabin up and whips him into the ropes, following up with a kitchen sink knee to the gut. He then as Sabin walks to the centre of the ring leap up onto the ropes and springboards back with a springboard shinning wizard! And covering for 1….2….NO!! Sabin still kicks out!
Kenta now slowly rises, pulling Sabin up and then whipping him into the corner, running in for the follow up, but Sabin moves and Kenta meets post and then turns around right into the face wash running kick to the head there! Sabin is now hanging on the top rope as Kenta is out of it below him in the corner. Sabin then pulls him out of the corner up onto his shoulders for the cradle shock, but Kenta elbows to fight out it and swings around to stand, grabbing the head and then going for a brain buster, but Sabin manages to push his weight back down to the mat and then heaves him up onto his shoulders again and nails it! Cradle Shock! Covering for 1…2….NO!!! Kenta kicks out! The crowd is now going absolutely berserk for this one, they cannot believe that was not it and neither can the commentators.
“What will it take? What does Sabin have to do?” JR calls out in disbelief.
Both men are now out of it, but slowly now Kenta starts to crawl towards the corner to try and pull himself up. Sabin stumbles to stand. He then comes in and heaves Kenta up onto the top rope, then sits up on the top turnbuckle and grabs Kenta off the rope onto his shoulders! The crowd buzzing as he rises setting up for something here but Kenta elbows his way out of that and stands back on the second ropes next to the corner where Sabin is perched and then nails up a hard roundhouse to his chest there. And again. And again! Both men now stumble and fall from their perches back down to the mat, falling away from each other, Kenta backs into the ropes a moment’s breather and then comes in again. He then runs in and nails a running arched big boot sending Sabin back first into the corner, rebounding hard off it to lie on the canvas. Kenta then stands and calls for it, pulling the rising Sabin up onto his shoulders for the GTS…but Sabin drops down onto his feet and reverses it into a second Cradle Shock for 1…2…3!!!

The crowd now rises with a standing ovation for Sabin, for both men as Sabin’s music hits.
“Here is your winner and STILL you’re WWF X Division Champion! Chris Sabin!” Finkle announces to another cheer.
Sabin now stumbles to stand as he gets his hand raised by the referee and it handed his title belt. He kisses it and cradles it to himself as he falls down to one knee in exhaustion.
“Wow what a match! And that folks is just the first tonight!” JR comments as Sabin now rises up again with a grin up him face, whipping back his hair with his sweat and grinning down at the X title belt. He then turns and looks over at KENTA as he starts to rise now and comes in, extending his hand. The crowd applauds and cheers as Kenta takes it and the two shake hands in respect. Kenta bowing to him as he leaves Sabin in his spotlight, still the man in the X Division.
We now cut too backstage where our cameras have caught Kendra watching this, just staring at Sabin holding his title belt up on the screen.

Interlude #1

As Sabin now walks to the back we now cut backstage again to Legendaries suite. The crowd booing heavily as they see the group. Vince Mcmahon standing at the head of them and talking.
“Tonight is a huge night. Tonight Trish puts down that Japanese idiot, we get back the Tag Team titles, Jushin Ligers reign will finally end and you John Cena will destroy the leader of the so called “real wrestlers” in Shawn Michaels. And also tonight...well we need something for you to do don’t we Mr. Austin” Vince grins broadly over as Austin who until now wasn’t paying attention and now looks up in annoyance at Mcmahon “I have it. How about you be in John Cena’s corner tonight to make sure that whatever Rock and Hogan leave his brats don’t interfere in our main event. Good for you? Great!” He cuts him off before he has chance to answer which just pisses off Austin more “now…on to Liger.”
“Yeah on to that” the crowd cheers as Shane Mcmahon is in the doorway walking in.
“Get the hell out of here Shane! This is my private suite! Our private suite!” Vince yells at him.
“Oh I’m going. I just dropped by to inform you that I may not be able to stop what is happening tonight. I may not be able to cancel Goldberg’s match with Liger…but I can rearrange it.”
“What?” Both Goldberg and Vince yell back.
“Bill your match with Liger is next! Meaning Liger won’t be defending his IC title against Ziggler until later. That will at least give him some recovery time” Shane replies to a loud roar.
“You can’t do that!” Vince screams at his son.
“I just did. Have a good night” Shane grins at him leaves.
Goldberg now turns back to Mcmahon yelling at him but Vince holds up his hands and calms him “Oh don’t worry Bill. It will happen, it will. Who cares if he has time to recover? An hour or so won’t make any difference. You will just have to turn up the heat to make sure of that. I want you to hurt him Bill, annihilate that little overrated power ranger! Leave nothing but scraps for Ziggler.”
“I intended to anyway” Goldberg sneers a smile and then turns and marches out of the room, all of the group wishing him happy hunting as he fade back to ringside. Here we go.

Jushin “Thunder” Liger VS Bill Goldberg

*Play Liger VS Goldberg*

Liger rightfully looks a little fidgety and rightfully so as Goldberg snorts his pyro and marches down the ramp, giving a sneering smile back at Liger as he stops on the outside ahead the aisle. He then stomps up the steps, methodically and then enters the ring, glaring across and yelling that he is going to hurt him. Liger removes his entrance gear and title belt, gesturing for him to bring it. He is game. Goldberg just continues to stare with his grin. The hands now take the IC title.
“For all intensive purposes that title is on the line here even though it’s not” JR comments “make no mistake about it, if he goes down badly here he is very likely to go down to Ziggler and lose that title that means so much to him, that he has fought hard to keep for over two years.”
“Yeah Jushin. It was great but wish that belt goodbye right now” Cornette replies.
The referee now checks with both men, both nodding and then finally calling for the bell. At once Liger rushes forward hammering down into the charging beat with blows at the crowd roars, then breaks and nails palm strikes. But then Goldberg charges forward tackling Liger to the mat and hammers away with hard shots to the head. He then stands and heaves Liger up throwing him to the corner and coming in, but Liger is able to get his foot up sending Goldberg away and charges forward nailing the rolling Liger wheel kick. But Bill does not fall, just stumbles back. Liger stands and now hits the ropes running in but this time does right into a hard capture power slam. Goldberg now stands with the sneering grin back as his stomps away on Liger on the mat and then picks him up and whips him into the ropes going for his back kick but Liger manages to slide under it and then hits the ropes coming back with a standing cross body block, but Goldberg is able to catch him out of the air and then throw him over and down with a fall away slam. He then stands and charges in for the spear but Liger side steps it throwing Goldberg into the turnbuckle then on the rebound running in and hitting a flying forearm to the head, he then grab the lowered head and throws him over with a snap suplex. But before Liger is back on his feet so is Goldberg. Liger just shakes his head at this and comes in hooking Goldberg from behind in the rear waist lock and going for the German but Goldberg elbows out of that and turns grabbing Liger in and gut wrench power bombing him down into the mat, folding up the leg for 1…2… Goldberg just gets off him, not done that could have been it but we will never know. He now picks Liger up, but Liger catches him and takes him over with a fireman’s carry then stands and heads out onto the apron and onto the top rope flying off with a diving Lou Thez press pinning Goldberg’s to the mat and hooking the legs for 1. Liger now stands and kicks Goldberg down again and then again heads out onto the apron, but this time Goldberg is up and charges in, spearing Liger off the apron and sending him flying down face first into the announce table and out on the floor. Goldberg posses and roars at the fans to loud boos and then heads out. He picks Liger up and heaves him in the air, bringing him down head and chest first into the hood of the English announce table again, then slamming his head off the Spanish announce table and before hammering away and throwing him down into the security wall, turning him to his back on it and hammering him down there with hard shots. He then backs off and runs in with the running kick but at the last second Liger is able to move and Goldberg collides chest first with the wall.
He falls away holding his gut as Liger takes a moment and then comes in breaking the referees count and then coming in on Goldberg again, slamming his face off the barrier and then splating it off the post before throwing him back in. He the heads right onto the top rope as he comes back in, flying off with the press again, but this time Goldberg catches him out the air on his shoulder and drives him down into the mat with sit out powerbomb! Goldberg now stands smiling at the referee refuses to go for the pin now, a little slower now but shakes it off and snorts as he comes in. He then pulls Liger up and throws him back first into the corner, charging in shoulder first into the gut, then backing off and doing it again. He follows that up with hard knees to the gut in the corner over and over until the referee forces the break. He intimates the referee back and then turns around back into Liger who now is back to life and a loud cheer fires away with chops and palm strikes, beating Goldberg back across the ring until he manages to knee him in the gut and then takes him over with a snap suplex. He then picks him up and hits a closeline, but doesn’t let go, pulling Liger up by his shoulder and pulling him in for a second closeline, and again pulling him up and delivering a third that turns Liger inside out and out on the mat. He now heads over to one of the corners and starts to undo the top turnbuckle pad, the booing and buzzing as he does. The referee comes in to try and stop him but gets warned off with a back elbow, he grins at the flinch of the ref and then goes back to untying. He unravels it and finally pulls the pad off, throwing it far into the front row of the crowd and yelling back to the referee “go get it!” With a grin. He then turns as back as Liger charges in and nails Goldberg down with a rolling wheel kick! A loud cheer for that as Liger rolls over and uses the ropes to finally stand. He then waits for Goldberg to rise and then hits the ropes running it and hitting a running high knee, and following that up with a leg drop. He then goes to pick Goldberg up but Goldberg hammers into it gut to break the grip then pulls him in between his legs, heaving him up for the powerbomb again but then Liger hammers down into his head, viceing the legs and dropping down to bring up his leg and lock in the triangle choke to a huge roar. Goldberg stumbles and fails his arms in the hold, trying to get out of it as Liger nods as he pulls back on it, synching it in. But then Goldberg is able to bring up his arms and grab Liger, using all his power to heave him up and then drive him into the mat with a modified powerbomb to break it. Goldberg now stumbles away out of that and when recovered comes in and boots down into Liger in anger for it.
He then picks Liger up and knees him in the gut several more time, and then punches him hard in the ribs before then hard Irish whipping him towards the exposed turnbuckle corner, but Liger puts the breaks and sends Goldberg back first into the corner to a loud cheer, the undefeated beat yelling out as his back strikes the steel he himself exposed he then comes in right into a codebreaker! Liger rolling him over and covering for 1…2…NO! Goldberg throws Liger off of him to kick out. He then gets up onto his knees but Liger is already coming in and nails a running dropkick sending him falling through the ropes to the outside. Goldberg now stands their slamming the apron in frustration as he turns just in time to see Liger running and flying over the top rope and down onto him with the senton plancha! The crowd are now cheering and chanting loudly for Liger as they and the commentators realize that Jushin may have a chance here. He comes in, picking him Goldberg by the head and throwing him into the aisle way guard wall, coming in and hammering him now up aisle and now to up at the bottom of the entrance ramp. Liger then backs off and runs in, but at the last second Goldberg ducks down and sends him over with back body drop onto the metal ramp! The crowd let out a collective gasp and wince, a hush coming over them as Liger’s momentum is again cut short and badly this time. Goldberg now comes in and pulls Liger up, rolling him back into the ring and following him in.
He now signals the end and goes to the corner, boos sounding out and getting louder as he crouches down there and signals for the spear. Waiting for Liger to rise and then pouncing for it, but Liger is able to side step him throwing him into the corner then on the rebound unhooks him going for the Crash Thunder Buster…but Goldberg throws him off hard chest first into the corner himself and then grabs him by the arm and head whipping him hard ribs first right into the exposed turnbuckle. Liger yells out, holding his ribs as he turns right into a spear! The crowd is now booing heavily as Goldberg sneering a grin out at them calling for part 2. He then picks Liger up for the Jackhammer, but Liger grabs him, traps the leg and rolls him up for 1…2….NO!!! Goldberg manages to break it, the crowd gasp loudly for that one.
Goldberg is furious now as he stand, coming in and clubbing down into the Liger, he then heaves him up and drops him down chest and ribs first onto the exposed buckle again and getting warned by the referee that if he does it again he will be disqualified. Goldberg ignores him and now again signals for it waiting for Liger to rise then charges out and spears him in half for the second time! He then waits no time this time, picking Liger up and hoisting him up into the air in the suplex, spinning with it and then driving him down into the mat with the Jackhammer! Hooking the leg for 1…2…3!!!

Loud boos as Goldberg’s music hits as he is announced the winner. He spits out and snorts with a grin now as the referee raises his hand.
“Damn…well for all intensive purposes there should be your intercontinental Champion. But Goldberg apparently doesn’t want the belt. But Ziggler sure does and after the attack focused on the ribs with those exposed buckle shots and spears, it was too much here for any many even Liger to withstand. Goldberg remains undefeated; he did his job in beating and taking out Liger here. And he has practically fist wrapped the IC title for Dolph Ziggler” JR comments.
“Yeah gift wrapped around his ribs” Cornette responds.
“Indeed and…oh come on!” JR yells out as now Goldberg now comes in and continues to vicious stomp down into the injured ribs of the Intercontinental Champion. The bell ringing over as he stomps away, but he ignores it. Gesturing to hit the referee who flees. More referees and security now hitting the ring, but he doesn’t stop until Vince now appears on the stage. The evil boss grinning from ear to ear and holding out his arms to Goldberg yelling that he has done his job and to come back for the party. Goldberg nods to Mcmahon, giving Liger one last stomp before then heading out of the ring and up the ramp to the embrace. The two jackals leaving as we focus on Liger being aided in the ring, holding his ribs in pain. The work has been done.

Interlude #2

We come back now from a video promo seeing a party in Legendaries lounge. At smiles and laugher and Goldberg is centre of it all.
“Now that is now you take care business” Cena slaps Goldberg on the back.
“You whipped the red power rangers monkey ass! Showing exactly why he is not in our league” Rock adds.
“Yup, that is how you annihilate someone!” Vince grins back with Champaign in hand “but it’s only part one. My destroyer did his work, now it’s your turn…”
The crowd boos as Legendary part from the black leather sofa stands Dolph Ziggler with Velvet Sky to heavy boos.
“Don’t screw this up. Goldberg has gift wrapped Liger for you. Now get that title and become a legend by being the one to finally end it” Vince says sternly.
“Vince…uh…I mean Mr. Mcmahon. It will be an honor. I become a legend and you get yourself a new IC champ. Everyone wins” Dolph grins and raises his glass now.
“I’ll drink to that. To new beginnings” Vince clinks his glass off Ziggler’s.
“To new beginnings” Ziggler grins back and the two drink up with everyone else around them as we fade back to ringside.

Women’s Championship
*Play Trish and Hamada*

Trish grins across at Hamada, sneering at cockily at her as she hands over the title. The referee now takes it and holds it up for all to see before handing it to the timekeeper, getting between the two women…and calling for the bell.
Trish charges across the ring, swinging, but Hamada blocks it and fires back with hard shots of her own. Trish reels from them and then swings a kick to the gut but Hamada catches it and takes her over with a leg drag. She then stands, keeping hold of the leg and twisting it to lock in a shin lock on the mat. Trish yells and brings her other foot up, kicking Hamada in the mouth and sending her stumbling back. Hamada falls into the ropes and then turns as Trish cries out and charges in taking Hamada down with a running forearm and covering for 1.
She now drags Hamada off the mat by her hair and then throws her back hard into the corner, stomping away on the chest and then holding the top rope, brings her leg up and chokes Hamada with it. She continues until the referee yells at her to break it, then counting and reaching 4 before she does. Trish again goes right back on the neck as Hamada comes out the corner, holding her throat and sputtering, running in and hammering down into the neck and then hooks the head and drives her into the mat with an inverted DDT for 2!
Trish now stands and now heads up to the second rope, positioning herself as Hamada rises and flying off and jumping for a cross body but Hamada catches her out the air and drive him down with a capture suplex and covering for 1…2…NO!
Hamada now stands, grimacing as she holds her neck and then picks Trish up, shooting her into the ropes and hitting a super kick into another cover for another 2 count. She then picks Trish up again and drops her with her signature jumping headbut. She then drops down, picks Trish up and shots her into the ropes again, this time though Trish charges back with a running closeline, which Hamada ducks and then hits the ropes herself, both women running for each other, when Hamada jumps up around Trish and locks in La Ayakita, a Wrist-lock with neck scissors. She nods her head, pulling on the arm and syncing in the grip with her legs. Trish stumbles, unable to break the hold and then drops down, wilting in it.
Trish’s eyes are shut and falls down to the mat, Hamada keeping the tight hold on the arms and head applied. But then Trish comes to life, dropping back and turning it into a crucifix for 1…2…NO! Hamada just breaks the hold in time. Both women now rise up and go for each other again, both trading hard punches back and forth until Hamada gets the kick to the gut and shoots Trish into the ropes, but Trish ducks the grip and hits the opposite ropes, running in behind Hamada, grabbing her head with both hands and driving it into the mat with the face buster bulldog. She then stands and backs into the corner, signaling and yelling for Hamada to rise and as she does to her knees Trish runs in and nails the ensurguri. Hamada dropping the mat out of it as Daffney throws her shoulder over and covers for 1…2…NO!
Trish now is screaming with anger as she backs off and runs in again hitting the rolling neck snap for 1…2…NO!
Trish now places Hamada on the bottom ropes and starts to choke her with her knee on it, the referee coming in and counting, forcing the breaking and getting yelling at by Trish for it. She then turns as Hamada is back up and runs in, hooking Trish from behind and pulling her back to the centre of the ring and dropping her with the thunder fire powerbomb for 1….2….NO!! Trish just gets her shoulder up to the crowds and Hamada’s shock. Hamada now lifts Trish off the mat and blast her with hard shots, sending her back into the corner and then Irish whipping her across the ring into the other, Trish however puts her arms out and stops it, turning as Hamada comes in runs back, grabs her head and travel over to driver her head into the mat with the reverse DDT again for 1…2…NO! Trish now is getting mad as she mounts Hamada and starts hammering way with hard vicious rights, then grabs her hair and throws her head down into the mat over and over, yelling as she does. Hamada though then blocks her and rolls to reverse it so that she is mounted on Trish now, beating down with hard shots of her own. Trish then manages though to get her legs up and hook the arms, rolling Hamada back for a cover for 1…2…NO!
Both women now stand again and both swing for each other but Hamada ducks underneath, goes behind and then lifts Trish off the mat for the high angle belly to back suplex. But Trish is able to rolls back, grab the leg as she goes under and turn it into a Boston crab! Hamada call out and struggles, starting to crawl and finally is able to crawl forward and grab the bottom rope. Trish yells out in anger now and turns, grabbing Hamada up by the head and taking her towards the corner, hammering down on the hurt neck to weaken Hamada, then reaches her head back to drive into it…when Hamada puts her hands out and stops it, elbowing Trish away and then climbing the turnbuckle to the top and flying off with the missile dropkick. Daffney however has a good sense to get out of there, rolling under the bottom rope from that to the outside and trying to catch her bearings. Hamada now comes out after her, grabbing her and going to slide her back into the ring but Trish gets a hard shot onto the neck and then grabs the arm whipping Hamada upside down into the crowd barrier. The crowd reacts as Hamada now crumbles to the protective mats holding her neck which was obviously severely made worse by that move. Trish now rolls her back into the ring and comes in, ducking down and then as she stands and turns striking with the chick kick for 1….2….NO!!! The crowd cheers as Hamada just barely kicks out.
Trish now has no energy to scream, her face just that of shock as she falls back to the mat then gets onto her knees and argues with the official that it was 3, almost begging him but falling her head to the mat as he replies with a no. Trish sneers at him and comes in, pulling Hamada up, by the hair, kicking her in the gut to keep her still and then looks towards the corner, then with a heave throws Hamada back first into the exposed steel, Hamada’s neck bashing off the top turnbuckle. Hamada holds her neck and falls forward from that as Trish runs in and drives her head into the mat with a DDT for 1…2…..NO! The arena let out a massive sound of shock as Hamada kicks out again.
Trish now picks up and now runs to the corner, going for the Stratisfaction but at the last second Hamada is able to reverse it into a power slam. She then crawls over and covers for 1…2…NO! Trish kicks out now. Hamada now sets Trish coming for a AP Cross but Trish drops out of it, rakes the eyes and then drives Hamada down with the face buster. She follows that up by locking in a side headlock on the mat. Hamada struggle in the hold as the crowd start to clap for 30 or so seconds before then being able to power onto her feet and throw Trish into the ropes, sending him over with a back body drop and following up with a leg drop. He then heads out and onto the top rope, rising and as Trish rises flies off with a missile dropkick again, but this time Trish catches her out the air and drives her down into the mat chest and face first. The crowd reacts as wince at that one as Trish falls back out of breath and hurt into the ropes. She then comes in and picks Hamada up, driving her face first off the corner several times then rolling her back with a leg scissors roll up for 1…2…Hamada reverses it back into a roll up of her own 1…2…Trish reverses it back 1…2…Trish now stands and drops an elbow but Hamada moves. She then grabs Trish from behind and drives her down with a German suplex into a bridge for 1…2…NO! Trish kicks out just barely again.
Hamada is now the one to be frustrated and picks up Trish setting her up for the Hamada-Chan cutter now but Trish nails a few good forearms and then kicks her in the gut, grabbing her head and running up the corner, spring boarding off and apron for the Stratisfaction Bulldog for 1…2….NO!!! The crowd cheers heavily as Hamada kicks out! Trish now stands out of breath in disbelief, begging with the referee and then heads up onto the top rope now, flying off with a splash for 1…2…NO!!! Hamada kicks out again. Trish is now having a tantrum, pounding her fists into the mat.
She then stands and pulls her up going for it again but this time Hamada reverses it into a neckbreaker standing hitting the ropes, dropping a headbut and covering for 1…2….NO! Trish kicks out. Hamada now picks Trish up and throws her up into the air and nails the Hamada-Chan cutter! She then goes to cover…put they are close to the ropes and Trish manages to roll out under the bottom one to the follow, falling there and now calling in pain towards the time keeper. Hamada kicks the ropes in anger and yells out at her in Japanese as slowly Trish stands with the aid of the announce table and yells for the timekeeper to give her the her belt. When he recoils she screams and snatches it away from him and goes to leave to loud boos. But as she passes the apron Hamada reaches down and grabs her by her blond locks, heaving her up onto the apron. But once there Trish turns and nails Hamada with the Women’s Championship! In plain sight of the referee and he has no choice but to call for the bell.

Loud booing as the bell rings and Finkle announces it.
“Here is your winner as result of disqualification. Ayako Hamada! However championships cannot change hands on a disqualification…” louder boos “so still your WWF Women’s Champion! Trish Stratus!”
Trish laughs and grins at the booing crowd and the referee. Throwing him aside as she enters the ring, seeing Hamada slowly rise and lying in wait as she does and then turns right as Trish runs in a clobbers her with the belt again. She then stomp away on her, loud booing and the bell sounded out and referees finally drag the women’s champion off the rightful owner of that belt. Finally Trish leaves, heading out of the ring and flicking her hair back with cocky pride, strutting her stuff up the ramp to the back, holding up her women’s title in triumph.
“Is there anything she won’t do to keep that’s Women’s title? These people are furious and rightfully so. Trish used to be a woman of integrity. Now, now that she is Legendary she cheated her way to the title, for the title and now takes the cheap way out, the championship advantage to get herself disqualified to keep the belt when she knew Hamada had her beat. Damn her” JR calls as she Trish struts like a peacock to the mat.
“That’s what the Championship advantage is there for Ross!” Cornette yells back “what it is smart. Good for Trish!”
JR just makes a noise of disgust as in the ring Hamada is aided and Trish heads to the back

[Valdora]

Interlude #3

We now cut to the back with our cameras zooming in to the trainer’s room where a hurt Jushin Liger is getting his ribs tapped up, head in his hand and the other hand on his title belt beside him as he is in deep thought while being wrapped in the bandages.
“I hope he has enough left, I hope that helps. He has to do it, he can’t let Mcmahon and Legendary win” JR comments.

We now cut to, seeing Legendaries suite a party scene again, yelling and cheering all around as a sweaty and soon Champaign covered Trish stands proudly, smugly with her women’s championship.
“Well done, well done Trish,” Vince grins “and now…now onto getting our Tag Team titles back.”He now looks over at Rock and Hogan as they get serious and come forward “go out their run wild on them, lay the Smackdown and bring me those belts back from the freak show!”
“We will do more than that Vince dude,” Hogan sneer a grin “we will beat those freaks and those Indy wrasslers within an inch of their life! My 24 inch pythons are bigger than either one of their entire bodies…and the others, well they are just mad animals that need to be put down!”
“Yeah,” Rock nods in agreement “it’s time for us to earn our millions…and millions. They got lucky, very lucky when they cheated their way to stealing our tag team titles three weeks ago! But the Rock has a plan see he will just throw a stick and Abyss will go chase it, he will throw money and Mankind will jump all over that. And they he will take out a copy of the wrestling observer with five star reviews of AB and Bryansons matches and throw that so they can fight over it. Then we will come in from behind wham! Legdrop! Wham Rock Bottom! Peoples Elbow 1,2,3! Tag Team titles back if you smell what the Rock is cookin’!”
Vince and the others laugh at this and then he nods and says “make it happen.”
With that Rock and Hogan nod and walk off, being told to ‘get them’ by Cena, Trish and Goldberg as they head out and towards the ring.

Tag Team Championship Three Corners Match

*Play AJ/Bryan VS Rock/Hogan VS Mankind/Abyss*

The bell rings and we are under way. And no order here, all six men rushing forward and engaging the other two teams. The crowd going wild as the massive three way brawl continues. Mankind now beating Rock back into the corner and hammering away on him there until he manages to get a thumb to the eye and grab Mankind’s head driving in into the corner, and then changing places to stomp away at him in the corner. On the other side of the ring Abyss is fighting off both AJ and Bryan for a moment until they start double hammering him into the ropes when Hogan comes from the side taking Bryan out and then hammering into AJ taking him down, he then turns right into a massive big boot from Abyss. Abyss posses and yells out to a cheer as he comes in and grabs Rock now, but as he turns Rock fires away with open hand shots beating Abyss back to the centre of the ring and then swinging with a closeline but Abyss ducks it and then grabs Rock by the throat, heaving him up and then throwing him to the mat with a throat toss. The referee holding his head and yelling at them all, begging Abyss, trying to restore order.
“The referee trying to get this thing in order, get it back to a Tag format but it’s no disqualification here obviously. Nothing the official can do but ask” JR calls.
Abyss now helps Mankind up and then seeing Hogan rising up on the other side of the ring grabs him arm and Irish whips Mankind across the ring into Hogan, splashing him in the corner. But then as the two prowl AJ and Bryan are back and hit stereo dropkicks on them both, stumbling the monsters. Bryan then runs in on Mick and grabs the arm, trying to force him down into a label lock but Mankind resisting. Across from that AJ is hammering back Abyss to moderate success. Abyss swinging for a hard shot with a roar but AJ ducks it and then as Abyss turn flips back and nails the Pele kick sending Abyss falling through the ropes to the outside. AJ takes no chances as Abyss rises there, hitting the opposite ropes running across the ring and flying over the top rope and down onto Abyss taking him out with the fooseberry flop! Bryan now has grabbed Mankind’s head and nails him with two solid European uppercuts sending him falling back into the corner, he then comes in but Mankind stops a third in the corner and grabs his head driving it down into the turnbuckle and then throwing Bryan back first into the corner and hammering him down to sit downed in corner with rabid right hands. He then backs off circling the ring and giving the bang, bang finger before running in for the running low knee in the corner…but is cut off as Rock intercepts with a hard closeline taking him down hard. Rock then comes in and stomps away on Bryan in the corner, raking his knee into him and then picking him up and firing away with right hands over after the other and then going for the final shot, looking up and spitting into his hand and nailing it sending Bryan flying back into the corner and then following that up as Bryan comes out with a spinning back elbow taking him down.
AJ and Abyss are brawling on the outside now, until Abyss kicks AJ in the gut and then Irish whips into and flying over the steel ring steps hard. Inside Hogan is now up and mounting the downed Bryan, hammering into him there as Rock deals with Mankind beating away on him in the corner. He then goes to Irish whip Mankind out of the corner but Foley reverses it and rings Rock into the ropes. The hits the ropes himself and comes in, but Rock catches him and drives him down with a Samoan drop. Abyss now grabs AJ up, driving him face first off the steps and then scoop slamming him up and carrying him over to the ring post. But AJ is able to reverse it into a hurricanrana sending Abyss flying head first with a crack off the post! In the ring Hogan now throws Bryan to the ropes and goes for the big boot, but Bryan slides down under it goes behind and grabs Hogan sending him back over with a release German suplex! The icon holds his neck and rolls away from that one. Bryan now stands as the Rock has seen him and runs in for him with the running high knee sending Rock back into the ropes and then following that up with straight kicks to the chest there over and over, each slapping the chest with hard impact. He then backs off and runs in but Rock drops down and back body drops him over the top rope, but Bryan is able to swing around and land feet first on the apron, grab Rock’s head from behind and drop down for the hangman neckbreaker off the top rope, sitting down on the apron as Rock yells out and falls back into the ring. He then stands on the apron as Rock stands in the ring and vaults up onto the top rope spring boarding down for the knee but does so right into a kick the gut from Rock who then quickly drives him down with the snap DDT!
AJ is now on the apron getting up when behind him Abyss is up and grabs him off the apron in a powerbomb! Walking forward and power bombing him down hard onto the thin black mats on the floor with a sick splat! Back in the ring Rock rises and turns but does so right into Mankind who runs in and nails the running swinging neckbreaker and going for the first cover for the match for 2. Mankind now rises and grabs Rock’s head bringing him up and in for the piledriver, but Rock reverses that into a back body drop and then hits the ropes as Mankind rises, coming back with a flying closeline taking Mankind down again. Abyss is now up and climbing up the apron, Rock seeing this and running in hammering into Abyss there and sending him flying off the apron down head first off the hood of the announce table. Rock then turns right into Bryan who runs in and nails the running jumping knee sending Rock flying off the top rope to the outside. Bryan then uses the top rope to vault himself over and down with a cross body plancha taking Rock and himself out on the floor below.
In the ring now Hogan has found Foley as is beating him back with closed fists across the ring until Mankind answers back with rabid shots of his own. He then sets him up for the double arm DDT but Hogan throws him off and then nails the reverse atomic drop followed by a closeline. Hogan then comes in and picks Foley up driving him face first off the top turnbuckle and beating him down in the corner with clubbing blows. On the outside now Bryan is beating Rock back with shots, uppercuts and kicks and then Irish whips him towards Abyss who hits a closeline taking Rock down. But that alliance is short lived as Bryan runs up onto the steel steps and jumps off them, ring into Abyss who catches him out of the air in a bear hug and then yells out as he goes to drive him back first into the ring post, but Bryan nails rabid elbows down into the head and neck stop him. Getting out of it and then whipping Abyss back first into the security wall. He then runs in for him but Abyss brings up the foot for the big boot driving Bryan down on the floor now. Abyss now comes in and stomps down on the Rock before reaching up and climbing up onto the apron, coming in over the top rope and finally back into the ring now. Hogan sees him and now runs in getting taken down with a hard shot for his efforts. Abyss then picks him up and scoop slams him down. Bryan is now backs and it climbing the top rope flying off but Abyss gets up a hands and hammers him hard in the gut coming down taking him out. Rock now comes in an runs for Abyss getting taken down with a big boot. Abyss fighting everyone off here, looking around for more as gets it as AJ is on the apron and vaults up and down onto him with a springboard cross body, but Abyss catches him out of the air and goes to turn it into a power slam…but AJ reverses that back, swinging his legs around and driving his head into the mat for the tornado DDT and covering for 1…2…NO! Abyss kicks out.
Rock is now back and picks AJ up, hammering into him and then throwing him to the ropes, AJ though leaps up onto the top rope and moonsaults off it down onto the Rock into a reverse DDT for the Styling DDT! Driving him head down into the mat and covering for 1….2….NO! Mankind is back and breaks that up. Mankind now picks AJ up and pulls him nailing the pulling piledriver and covering for 1…2…NO! AJ kicks out. Mankind now yells out and pulls AJ in going for the double arm DDT when from behind Hogan nails him down and then engages AJ beating him back and then down and then turning back to Mankind. Hogan engages him hammering him back and then throwing him to the ropes, taking him out with the big boot and hitting the ropes, then hitting the big Leg Drop and covering for 1…2….NO! AJ break it up. Hogan stands and now fires into AJ then shooting him off the rope for the big boot. But AJ catches himself on the ropes. Hogan running in, but AJ side steps and sends Hogan falling over the top rope and down to the outside. AJ then coming out and leaping up onto the second rope and down onto Hogan with the assai moonsault taking him out now! Back in the ring Bryan now is up and sees Abyss rising running in and nailing a running knee to the back sending him falling out over the top rope and then turns seeing Rock getting up and runs in…and is caught in the Rock Bottom, but rabidly elbows his way out of it, keeping hold of Rock’s arm and using it to drive him into the mat and lock in the label lock! The crowd going wild as he pulls back on it yelling for Rock to tap, as are the crowd. Rock yells out in pain, screaming and shaking his head at the referee as he asks him. Rock now starting to crawl across the ring, but then Bryan breaks the hold, grabs the other arm now and jumps over turning it into Cattle mutilation! The roar even louder now as Rock still holds on but now is starting to wild, he seems at the end of his rope when bam! Abyss is back and drives an elbow down into Bryan to break the hold, the crowd letting out a breath of disappointment in many cases for that one.
Abyss now picks Bryan up and drives him down with a power slam. But then runs as AJ is back in the ring and runs in right into Black hole slam! Covering for 1…2…NO!!! Hogan breaks it up. Hogan then picks up Abyss, Abyss though hammering him back until Rock comes in from behind and hammers into him. Rock and Hogan now double teaming Abyss, beating and stomping him down. Abyss though then reaching up and throws them both off and across the ring to a massive cheer. He then roars out charging and taking Hogan out with a big boot. He then turns…right into the Rock who drives him down with a Rock Bottom and covering for 1….2…NO!!! Bryan run and just barely breaks it up. He then throws Rock to the ropes, Rock ducking a swinging shot and then stopping as Bryan runs into the other ropes and back right into a spine buster! Rock standing to loud boos and stepping over, starting now to pull off his elbow pad, spitting on it and throwing it onto Bryan and then hitting the ropes, jumping over, hitting the other ropes and coming back…right into Bryan who drives him down, jumps over and locks in Cattle Mutilation again! The crowd explodes as Rock yells out in the hold, no one around to help, unable to get out of it. He resists his holds on and then finally…nods to the referees. The referee calls for the break and then calls for the bell, it ringing now to an explosive roar.

The roof has blown off the arena as Bryan’s music hits and he finally releases the hold on Rock letting him slump into the mat.
“Here are your winners and NEW World Wrestling Federation Tag Team Champions! AJ Styles and Bryan Danielson!” A massive roar again.
AJ now stands and runs pulling Bryan into a hug. The two embracing in joy and then breaking as the referee comes over and hands then the tag team gold. They take them, embrace them and hold them up to huge cheers.
“They did it! This is Legendary’s worst nightmare. Mankind and Abyss may have lost the belts but lost them to AJ and Bryan! Finally justice is served! Finally they are champions! And Bryan beat the Rock to do it! Poetic justice if I ever saw it!” JR yells.
Bryan and AJ are going nuts now, running up and holding up the belts in the corner. Holding themselves from the grueling match but holding their titles up proudly, celebrating with the fans. We now see Abyss and Mankind rising and regrouping on the outside, they are not happy, they were not beaten tonight but they lost their titles none the less. They now kick and yell and sneer up as Bryan and AJ as they celebrate but as Abyss goes in to attack him Mankind pulls him back and talks him down saying there will be another day. AJ and Bryan continues to celebrate now as we cut to backstage seeing HBK Shawn Michaels watching this on a monitor, nodding with a huge grin on his face. The scene that of joy as we fade out.

Interlude #4

We come back from a video package now seeing Rock and Hogan tearing up a storm backstage flipping over tables and throwing bottles as the other just stand and sit there in silence. Austin for his part is trying to hide his huge grin.
“It was a tag match! Where was the tags?” Hogan yells “you had to have eyes in the back of your head in that match! This is your sons fault Vince! Dammit! That match wasn’t right!”
“The Rock never gave up! I swear on the Great Ones sole that I didn’t Vince! That referee must have been paid off!”
Vince for his part just stands there glaring at them and finally says “it will take longer, but we will get them for this. You will get them back.”
We now cut to elsewhere in the arena where Liger is emerging from the trainers office, pulling up his attire over the bandaged ribs and then grabbing the IC title and gingerly walking, holding his ribs all the way, towards the ring.
“Well folks here we go, I have a bad feeling about this” JR says as we now fade back to ringside.

Intercontinental Championship

*Play Liger VS Ziggler*

Ziggler strides his way cockily towards the ring, Velvet behind him in reveling gear. But of them looking extremely happy about this situation. Dolph strides through the ropes into the ring and looks over with a smile at Liger and mockingly holding his ribs and laughing at him. He then as the music dies points towards the IC title and says “it’s already mine!”
Liger now for his part slowly hands the title to the referee, not letting go for a moment and solemnly staring at the title belt for a few moments, breathing hard as he looks down at it and finally let’s go. The referee then takes it over to Ziggler who grabs it off him and tries it on for size to which Sky grins and claps, then finally handing it back to the annoyed official who holds it up high for all to see and then goes over and gives it to the timekeeper. He then comes in between both, the cocky smiling Dolph, the morose and hurt Liger and then calls for the bell.
Ziggler at once runs across the ring and hammers into Liger, then as he reels brings up his other arm and hammer into the gut and the tapped up ribs. Liger then fires back with chops to the chest and a hard palm strike that sends him flying across the ring and down. Ziggler rolls back onto his feet and runs in right into several more quick palm strikes, reeling here but then brings up a hard knee to Liger gut and then clubs down into his back. He follows that up by hitting the ropes and nailing the fameasser and covering for 2. Liger just power out. Ziggler looking to end it early here backs off and then runs in, going for the Zigzag but Liger holds the top rope and lets him falls and then turns and chops away to send him back before leaping up onto the second rope and off…onto Dolph who catches him on his shoulders and then throws him off and down hard onto his knees with the fireman’s carry gut buster. Liger’s yells reach a new height and he holds his ribs and rolls away, Ziggler coming in and throwing his shoulder to the mat, hooking the leg for 1…2…NO! Liger just kicks out to a huge roar, Ziggler slam the mat in frustration, runs his hands through his hair and stands. He then hits the ropes as Liger rises hunched over drive a running knee hard into the gut and follows that up with a gut buster and covers for 2. Ziggler is getting more and more frustration now, hammering down into the ribs of Liger with closed fists. He ignores the warnings of the referee as he picks him up by his mask and hair and though him up for the gut wrench powerbomb, but at the last second Liger reverses it into a bulldog! The crowd roar as Liger now covers for 2. He stands now, slowly but eventually does, holding his ribs and wincing as he takes every steps and then pulls Ziggler up and in, heaving him up and driving him down with the brain buster for covering for 1….2….NO!!! Ziggler kicks out to shock and boos from the crowd; Liger falls back knowing that was his best chance there.
He then stands and pulls Ziggler in again, this time for the powerbomb as the crowd roars. He heaves him up going for the Liger bomb, but Ziggler manages to grab the head, drop down and reverse into a face buster! He then slowly stands from that and hits the ropes coming back and dropping a rolling knee drop down onto the ribs of Liger. He then stands and drops his jumping elbow drop down into the ribs, once, twice, three times! Taunting and covering for 1….2…NO! Liger kicks out again; falling away holding his ribs but Ziggler is now him and stomps away on the ribs of the downed Liger. He then falls back into the ropes and runs in as Liger stands, driving him down with the Zigzag and covering for 1….2….NO!!! The arena explodes as Liger barely, by God barely gets the shoulder up. Ziggler is screaming now as he stands in a tantrum, on the outside Velvet is screaming at the referee and banging the ring apron. But the ref confirms it was 2. Dolph now pulls Liger up, but Liger uses all his has left to push Dolph back into the referee, colliding with him some in the corner and taking him out. The referee is not fully out but is hunched over holding himself as Ziggler knees Liger in the gut five times and then yells to Velvet as she now goes under the ring and slides in a steel chair, Ziggler throwing Liger down by the head and then backing off, checking the referee is still down as Liger now rises up above the chair. Ziggler then running in and hitting the fame asser onto the chair! Velvet then pulling the chair from sight as Ziggler drops down and covers, yelling for the referee who turns and comes running in to make the count.
“Oh God, if the rest wasn’t enough! Not like this! Come on Liger kick out! Not like this!” JR pleads.
The referee now drops down and makes the count 1…2…3!!!

Some of the crowd boo thunderously, some throw trash, some just sit in a hushed silence and shock not believing, not wanting to believe that it has actually happened as the bell ring and Ziggler’s music hits.
“Here is your winner and…NEW World Wrestling Federation Intercontinental Champion! Dolph Ziggler!” Heavy boos to that as Ziggler jumps up for joy, running on the ring and dropping to his knees in disbelief as Joy, Velvet running into hugging him from behind as he stands. Ziggler’s face is that of pure joy as he grabs the Intercontinental Championship off of the official, not seemingly to quite believe it as he holds it in his hands and pulls it in, dropping to his knees in an embrace as the boo reign down.
“Two years…for two years Jushin Liger was the Intercontinental Champion. He defended against all comers, even men from other companies, main events, Japanese stars, everyone. And now it ends like this…wow. Folks we have seen it after 25 months we have a new Intercontinental Champion and his name is Dolph Ziggler.”
“Cheer up JR! We are seeing history in the making a new legend in this business is born. No matter what anyone says about Goldberg or the chair or anything in history books after all those names failed it will say that the man who finally beat Liger for that title was Dolph Ziggler” Cornette replies.
“He has a point” Lawler agrees.
Ziggler now makes out with Velvet before heading over and climbing the corner, holding the Championship up high there to thunderous boos, some trash being throwing at him. He just ignores it, grinning from ear to ear and then looks at the title, staring at it for a moment and then kissing it and holding it up high again.
“There he is folks! There is your new Intercontinental Champion” JR says as Dolph now sneers a smile down at Liger, grabs Velvet and leaves up the aisle, holding the title belt above his head all the way. It has finally happened, in the most screw job of ways.
“Mr. Mcmahon always gets what he wants eventually” Cornette says as we fade out.

*Play Night of Champions Promo*

Glass Cage 2

We come back now, the ring cleared and now the crowd start to buzz as the lights begin to flicker and the structure that is known only as the Glass Cage begins to lower.
“It is exactly what it says, it’s is a 16 foot high structure of pure single layered glass. As we saw last time in the first Glass Cage in the 2010 it can be broken and anything goes here, no boundaries or rules, once the glass is broken the sharp shards can be used to maim your opponent and considering the blazing rivalry that is going into this one…well put the grandkids to bed folks, this going to be a brutal match, a bloodbath to say the least.”
“For 13 months since it started at Summerslam 2011 the rivalry of Samoa Joe and the Miz has taken many turns involving many people but tonight it all end in that glass structure right there” Cornette add as now the glass cage settles around the ring and in locked into place on the ring posts. The camera now pans the 4 planes of glasses, held only by the black timed top section and edges that hold it together. We also see ring hands now erecting a safety wall of glass on the guard walls around the ring to protect the fans from shattering glass.
“Like a rat cage” Lawler says as now we pan out and the bell rings.

*Play Miz VS Joe*

Miz looks extremely nervous now as he walks up the steps and finally, slowly enters the ring. Looking back and swallowing as the door is locked behind him. He then looks around and up into the eyes of Joe. Joe is actually smiling, a sadistic evil smile across at Miz who grows wide eyed at this. He then shakes his head and tries to get his head back into it, sneering back across at Joe who nods and mouths that he has guts. The referee then comes forward and explains the rules of pin fall or submission in the ring only one more time before then finally calling for the bell.
The crowd cheers at this as Joe slowly starts to walk out from his corner. Miz on the other side coming out of his corner, going into a ready stance and waiting for Joe to make the first move.
“Very different start compared to their last match that’s for sure. Miz rushed in last time and he paid for it. He doesn’t want to be the one to make the first move this time and make the same mistake” JR comments.
Joe waits for him, gesturing for him to come on and when he doesn’t shrugs and charges in, spearing Miz back first into the corner and hammering away on him there. Beating the hell out of his ribs, his head, anything he can touch, then going for the spinning back hand but Miz pushes him away and charges forward tackling into Joe now and hammering away on him. Joe though manages to grab Miz’s head and throw him to the mat, then mount him and fire away with mounted punches, until Miz is able to slide out of it and Joe punches the mat. Miz groggily stands as Joe stands and runs charging into Miz again and now throwing him over with a capture suplex! He stands now and roars as he runs in on the rising Miz, charging him back first into the side of the cage, the cage cracking slightly from the impact as Miz falls away from it and Joe grabs his head, going to driver it into the crack in the glass but Miz put on the break and hammers Joe back. He then hits the ropes and runs in, right into a back body drop sending him over and down. Joe now prowls in, picking Miz up by the head and throwing him hard back first into another side of glass rebounding right back into Joe who grabs him and sends him over with a T-Bone suplex. Miz now has got to his hands and knees and is crawling away from Joe as he comes in, heaving him up by his wait and throwing him over with a release German suplex down on the head and neck. He then stands, crackling his neck and rolling his shoulders as he comes in for more. He now drops down and hammer down into the head of Miz, then picking him up and throwing him hard into the corner, running in for the splash…but Miz moves Joe colliding hard of the buckle and backing in Miz who runs in, grabbing him and drive him down with the Skull Crushing Finale. The crowd boos now as Miz falls away from that to lie on the mat and take a moment to recover from the beating he has taken so far. He then rises from that, using the ropes to pull him up and comes, stomping down into Joe and then grabbing him and throwing him hard face first into the glass wall cracking another side a bit, then grabbing the head and doing it again and again, Joe’s face smacking off the glass over and over and the begins to expand, the crowd now building in anticipation. Miz falls back now, running in then and dropkicking Joe hard face first into the glass cracking it some more and stumbling back right into Miz who takes him down with a running forearm. He gets a quick 2 count now. He then mounts Joe and hammers down into his head over and over with hard close fist blows. Then stands hits the ropes and comes in, right into Joe catching him heaving him up and throwing him down hard face first off the glass with a flapjack! But then keeping hold of the legs and turning it right into a powerbomb! But refuses to recover as the referee comes in for it, shaking his head at him and picking the barely standing Miz up, setting him up and throwing him hard back first into the glass with a capture suplex! The large shimmering group of circle cracks left after that.
Joe now pulls Miz up and throwing him hard back first into the corner, comes and hammers away on his there, kicks away on the chest and then back up. Running in and raising his foot for the face wash, but Miz ducks at the last second and Joe kicks glass! The Glass shattering as Joe’s foot goes through it! The crowd react to that but then realize as Joe tries to pull his foot back that his shin is trapped in the hole in the glass, unable to pull his now pierced and bleeding leg out. Miz now slowly rises sees this and comes in hammering into the vulnerable Joe and then pulls him down to hang in the tree of woe over the corner! Hanging by his trapped foot! Miz nodding to this now reaches into his boot and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles! The crowd boo and buzzing as he puts them on and with an evil grin turns back to Joe, running in and jumping up down onto Joe’s head with a diving fist drop with the knucks on Joe’s upside down head. He then stands from that and hammers into Joe’s gut over and over with the brass knuckles. The referee now coming in and trying to pull him back so he can free Joe, but Miz just warns him off with them and turns now stomping away on the hung Joe, then swings for another shot with the knucks but this time Joe gets his elbow up and beats him away. He then looks groggily up at his trapped leg and then legs up his other leg kicking away at the glass over and over until it finally shatters to make a larger hole, Joe finally now able to free his leg and fall to the mat in pain. He now sits up the there holding his bleeding lower thigh and shin from the puncture wounds, the referee coming in and checking on him and being pushed back in disgust. But then Miz is back and run in with a running boot to the head of the seated Joe knocking him back down.
Miz now stands and goes over going for the brass knuckles again and being begged by the referee not to. Miz pushes him out of the way and comes in going for another shot but Joe rises and charges in tackling Miz down and hammering into him on the mat, until Miz is able to bring the knuckle covered hand up and strike him hard to send him falling away. Miz now stands, throwing the knuckles off and then comes in grabbing Joe’s head and driving it hard into a crack in the glass, over and over his drive his head into it, the glass shattering in little shards as Joe’s head busts a hole in the other side now. Then finally as Miz backs off we can see that Joe is busted wide open, blood pouring down his face. Miz then runs in and hits the side Russian leg sweep driving Joe down. He then goes over and grabs the knucks again putting them on and heading now to the top rope, using the cage to steady himself on his perch as he then flies off with a knuckle duster diving fist drop down into Joe’s bloody head, spattering the blood more over Joe’s head and the brass. Miz now throws him off and covers Joe 1…2…NO! Joe powers the shoulder up; Miz just sits up in aggravation from that shaking his head and cursing as he stands. He then goes over for the brass knucks again now and heads again to the top rope rising up…but somehow Joe stand and runs in, up onto the top rope and sends him flying overhead with a capture suplex from the top rope! The crowd roaring as Miz slams down into the mat and calls out in pain, arching his back. Both men lay there for a moment until finally Joe gets up onto his knees and comes in covering Miz for 1…2…NO!
Joe now struggles to stand, hobbling on his bleeding leg and wiping the blood from pouring down his face as he comes in and picks Miz up, setting him up and t-bone suplexing him across hard into the glass! That cracks it on that side now. Joe looks in annoyance that it didn’t break and comes in, picking Miz up by the head, and hobbling him over driving him down face first into the cracked glass over and over and over, he then hoists Miz onto his shoulders and long darts him down hard into the glass wall sending his head shattering through! Miz’s neck now caught in the hole! His neck dangerous close the broken sharp edges of the broken glass as his hangs there, his face now pouring with blood for a crimson mask from multiple cuts. Joe now comes in kicks away at Miz’s body as he hang in the glass, then grabs his legs and pulls him back through the glass hole and into the ring, Miz’s throat dangerous close to being cut on the sharp edge as he falls back into the ring. Joe though now looks over to the shattered corner and goes over, picking up a large knife like sharp of glass off the mat and turning with a sick look on his face towards the Miz. The referee now covers his mouth and pleads for Joe not to do this but he pushes him away and comes in, picking Miz head up and bringing the glass shard down stabbing into his head and slicing across his forehead with it as Miz cries out in wailing pain! Eventually able to push Joe off of him. The glass now breaking in Joe’s grip. The large cut Joe just made now pouring bright red blood down Miz’s face. Joe now comes in and throws Miz into the mat hammering down into the cut, wiping his own blood from his eyes as he hammering down, getting Miz’s blood all over his hand tape as he blasts away on the bloody head opening him up more. He then pulls Miz up and now goes for the Coquina clutch, but Miz is able to get up a back kick right between Joe’s legs for the low blow.
Miz now falls forward and just falls into the mat, not moving for second as Joe falls away holding his crotch. Both men lay out for it for moments until Miz slowly rises and sees Joe doing the same running in now…right into back fist sending him down! Joe now stands and wills himself on now…to the top rope, using the cage to rise up and set up for something…but Miz is up and runs up onto the top rope itself next to Joe, using the cage to steady himself and come over, grabbing Joe hammering into head, driving the back of his head into the cage then hook his arm and fly off with a skull crushing finale down off the top rope crashing into the centre of the mat. Both men lay out cold for moments until finale Miz now slumps an arm over for 1….2….NO!!! Joe kicks out to a huge roar. Miz just falls away holding his head not in disbelief but despair that this nightmare isn’t over.
Both men just lay on the mat again, both pouring with blood and trying to rise. Finally it is Miz who does, he now goes over and picks Joe up by the head slowly dragging him up and then running with his towards the glass but Joe puts on the breaks and pulls Miz in setting him up in the t-bone suplex and throwing him over head into and through the glass pain as it shatters the entire side! Miz falling with the shards down onto the mats among them as laying still as the crowd reaction of shock and awe lasts for a minute and then finally breaks into “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” Chants.
“Good God people this isn’t holy! This is hell! This is a glass covered hell for these two warriors. My God please stop this match before it gets any worse!” JR calls over the noise.
Finally after another minute or two Joe finally pulls himself up, steadying himself and finally stands and then comes out through the ropes to the downed Miz. Miz is barely moving as Joe reaching down and heaves him up, going to throw him back into the ring but Miz comes to life with all he has left charging forward and driving Joe back first hard into the edge of the ring apron. Both men lay out for a moment again until Miz stands and hammers into Joe, then grabbing him and drags him around ringside towards the announce tables now, hammering into his gut and then throwing him hard into the hood of the announce table face first. He then grabs JR’s fan and smashes that over Joe bloody head before then throwing the hood and the monitors aside. He then pulls Joe up and onto the Spanish announce table now, but Joe fires back into the gut of Miz standing and setting him up for a Taz-plex. But Miz manages to elbow and hammer his way out of that and then grab Joe, hooking the arms and jumping driving him down through the announce table with the skull crushing finale! The noise again sounds out, the fans now shaking their heads in disbelief at this, wondering what either man will not do to win. But it’s not falls anywhere and where it over or not here the match carries on. Eventually Miz stands and now pulls Joe up, bring him over the remains of the announce table leaving the stains of their blood in Cornette, JRs and Lawler’s lap as he pulls Joe with him and now throwing him hard face first into the outside wall of glass, cracking it and then doing it again, again until the glass shatters. He then grabs one of the breaking walls and breaks off a pane of glass, turning with it and going to drive it into Joe’s head but Joe grabs, kicks him in the gut to take it off of him as he rises turns with it and smashes it over Miz’s head! The shards flying everywhere as Miz falls out among them. Joe falls to his knees, holding himself up on the apron as he takes a breath, a moment of recovery and then stands, coming in and pulling Miz up, dragging him around and through him back into the open side into the ring.
The fans have not yet sat down from this, still buzzing as Joe comes in and pulls Miz up right into the Coquina Clutch! Pulling him back and down in it, locking it in tight as the crowd roars and yell for the referee to call it. Miz struggles put doesn’t let Joe drop down instead running back to drive Joe back first off the glass and breaking the hold! Miz falls forward from that then turns and grabs Joe’s head with both hands and throws it back into the glass shattering another whole with it now and then hooking him and driving him down with the SCF!
“Oh my God! My God’s he’s gonna do it!” Cornette yells as Miz now crawls over and covers for 1…2…NO!!! No! Joe kicks out! The crowd exploding in cheers, the Miz just falling in a slump, nothing left as the crowd cheer for both men now.
Miz eventually stands and now heads up onto the top rope, willing his destroyed body on as he rises up…but then Joe is one his feet and runs in, hammering into his gut and then head to crotch him down on the top rope. He then goes over and kicks at a broken side of glass pulling a big pain from it and throwing it down to the mat. He then comes on Miz hammering up into him on his perch, Miz firing back with shots of his own. Joe though gets in a good shot to the gut and then hooks Miz for the Muscle Buster dropping back as the crowd rumble, heading towards the glass and dropping Miz with a muscle buster into almost a brain buster onto the glass smashing it and Miz’s head! Joe just sits there for a moment then turns Miz over and covers him for 1…2….3!!!

Joe’s music hits and many in the crowd are just happy it is over but roar and applaud in cheers for the triumphant Joe as he lays there next to Miz, his music playing but both laying out in a pool of their own blood. The crew then raise the cage, or what’s left of it, shards fall away along with various other sections that finally now give in as it hangs there above the ring. Glass is everywhere now all around and in the ring as EMT’s rush out, trying to get through the wreckage to the men in the ring. When finally they do they load the lifeless Miz onto a stretcher. Joe though refuses help and it takes a moment, it takes ropes but finally to a cheer he stands.
“Miz said Joe wouldn’t walk away just like last month, but there is standing and after winning this match, after winning this blood feud over his nemesis he walks out on his own power here the winner” JR comments as now Joe drops out of the ring to the floor, looking back as Miz as he is loaded onto the stretcher and nods, his job done as he slowly holds himself and limps up the aisle. Ring hands and others now fill the ring and ringside area with vacuums and brushes to start clearing the glass. Then bringing down the cage itself to dismantle it for the safety of the next match.
“Well it will take a few minutes to get this all cleared up of blood and glass. What a war, what a war that Samoa Joe won here tonight” JR says as Joe now reached the top of the ramp and looks back and out at the cheering crowd and heads to the back.

[Valdora]

Interlude #5

We fade back in now from a video package to the face of Shawn Michaels, ready in entrance gear. The crowd cheering heavily as we pan out to Gene Okerlund with the microphone beside him.
“Shawn Michaels. What an eventful night this has been. The Samoa Joe and Miz saga is over, The Tag Team and Intercontinental Championships have changed hands. Can you top it off by ending the night on another title change, the big one the WWF Championship by defeated John Cena?”
“Can I?” Asks Shawn looking up at him “yes. Will I? That is for fate and God to decide next. And believe me despite what has happened here tonight, no matter what he says Vince Mcmahon is not God. I make my own way here in the WWF and I will have history and destiny tonight by topping this crazy night with taking the World Champion from around John Cena’s wait, melting that piece of trash belt down and bringing back my winged eagle championship belt that I haven’t held in three years. Three years I have waited, three years I have hungered and five years ago I defeated John Cena after an hour long match in London. Tonight I walk in for myself, for AJ, for Bryan, for Liger, for Barrett, for Joe, for every wrestler that needs John Cena and his kind in legendary out of the way. Glass has just been broken in that last match and the Glass ceiling will also be broken through tonight lead by yours truly. Then Legendary and the mighty reign of Vince Mcmahon getting what he wants will be over. Tonight is the end!” With that he walks off to a cheer as Okerlund looks on.
“Well…that main event is next. Let’s send you back to ringside for it. All yours JR!”

Main Event: WWF Championship

We now pan the ringside area where the last of the glass is removed as then pan the buzzing cheering crowd as JR speaks.
“Thanks Gene. Well we have seen it all here tonight folks but here it is. Our main event for the WWF title. Cena VS HBK. Here we go.”

*Play HBK and Cena*

Shawn and Cena glare across at each other now, Shawn just staring with intensity as the champion as he removes his hat, his t-shirt and then finally unhooking the championship belt. Cena holds it over his head to loud boos. He then brings up his other hands and does military like salute, turning the three fingers at HBK and dropping two of them to flip him off to louder boos. Shawn just glares back at Cena with wide eyes, his fire stoked, the fuel thrown on his fire as he shakes his head and trash talks back. Cena says a few cocky words of his own as he now hands over the championship belt to official. Austin standing on the outside, not looking too pleased to be there as he stares in. The referee takes it over and shows it to Michaels before then holding it up in the centre of the ring then coming forward and checking with both men, checking them both over then heading back to the centre looking at them who nod they are ready and calling for the bell.
They now both come forward, not making any hasty moves and meeting in the centre of the ring, going nose to nose and trash talking each other down. Michaels then brings up his hand and slaps Cena hard across the ring, grinning smugly at him. Cena is incensed by that and swings with a punch but HBK ducks it and nails a shot of his own, continues to duck Cena’s punches and strike with ones of his own. Then going for knife edge chops, chopping Cena back now across the ring and then down with a hard one. Cena falls but gets rights back up holding his chest but ready. HBK backs off into the corner waiting for Cena to move now, gesturing for him to bring it. Cena paces for a moment, yelling at Shawn and then comes in. They now go now for a lock up, Shawn ducking it and going behind locking in a rear wait lock, Cena swings a back elbow but Shawn ducks it and now locks in a side headlock, switching to the other arm and then going into a hammer lock now. “Really schooling Cena here wrestling wise” JR comments. Cena now reaches behind and tries to reverse the hammer lock but instead bring up a hard elbow to face sending Shawn away holding it. Cena then goes behind and goes for the back suplex but Shawn rolls down to stand behind him and then and pushes him away. Cena turning and swinging, HBK ducking that Cena again missing with wild punches that Shawn continues to duck. Shawn again wailing away on Cena, missing all his shots and connecting with ones of his own and then nails a hard knife edge chop that sends Cena down again. Cena now stands furious with himself and HBK as Shawn yell at him that the title is coming home with him.
They now got fir each other again, this time Cena faking out Shawn of the punches and hammering him across the ring until Shawn is able to grab one of the arms and duck under it, twisting it into an overhand wrist lock and then using his shoulder, driving into Cena’s. Shawn then as Cena goes down to his knee locks in a side headlock again now pulling him up and then takes him over with a side headlock takedown, synching it in and then rolling in back into a cover for a quick 2 count. When he kicks out Cena starts to power onto his feet but then Shawn takes over again with the head lock takeover, locking in the hold tighter again on the mat. Cena brings up his arms and tries to force Shawn off of it but failing thus far as HBK continues to lock in the hold. Eventually after a few moments Cena is able to power onto his feet then still in the hold back Shawn into the ropes and shoots him off swinging with a closeline which Shawn ducks and runs into the opposite ropes coming back in and ducking a second shot from Cena, hitting the ropes again and coming back into a hard closeline from Cena taking HBK down. Shawn now gets up onto his feet as Cena mouths of and yells for “bring it old man! You’re nothing! Come get it!” Shawn then runs in right into a running shoulder tackle, and then Cena backs into the ropes into HBK who takes Cena down with a Lou Thez Press! Hammering away as on the outside Austin nods and smiles at that one. “Only match you will ever see where the man in the champion’s corner wants to see him beat on!” JR comments “of course it was him doing that last month and we know how that went.”“Yeah we do!” Cornette responds “he’s in Cena’s corner. Enough said!”
Shawn fires away with both hands until he is forced off of the referee to loud boos. Shawn yells at him and the comes back in on Cena. Running in for him but Cena side steps it and sends Shawn over the top rope to the outside. HBK now rested on the top rope stood on the ring apron as Cena backs off. He then comes in right into a hard shot from Shawn who then grabs his head and drops down slingshoting him off the top rope and back into the ring. Cena holds his neck as he falls away then stands and comes in on Michaels on the apron, but again HBK is up and fire away with a couple of hard rights. He then grabs Cena and hip tosses him over the top rope and down onto the mats below! The crowd cheering heavily for that as Shawn walks the apron.
He then comes down after Cena lifting him up to exposed his chest and then chopping away on it now, he then goes for a kick but Cena catches it but then Shawn jumps up and nails the ensurguri! Cena is now fallen over the remaining announce table and Shawn stands and then rolls into the ring standing in the ring and then going over to the ring apron, Shawn jumping up onto the top rope and flying off with a assai moonsault down onto Cena onto the announce table taking him out! A couple of replays are shown of the move as the crowd react and then we are back live as Shawn rises and goes in, grabbing Cena who he has dominated thus far and throws him back into the ring now. As soon as he stands there he backs Cena into the corner and wails away with hard knife edge chops one after the other there. Cena now falls away using the away to hold himself up and holding his red raw chest in pain. Shawn now backs Cena into the other corner now and sets him up nailing a couple of straight forearms to the head. He then goes back to the chops chopping away at Cena in the corner again now, Cena yelling out in pain. Shawn then grabs Cena’s arm and Irish whips him into the opposite corner, running in but Cena brings up a kick, but Shawn catches it and drives in a shot down into Cena’s knee. Shawn then as Cena tries to get away targeting that leg and starting to kick away at it. He then grabs the leg and goes out of the ring with it, wrapping the hurt leg around the ring post now and driving the injured knee across the post! Shawn now comes in, targeting in on the knee and stomping away down at it on the mat. Cena now stands and now rakes the eye of HBK, sending him falling away holding it to loud boos. Cena using that moment to stand and steady himself. Shawn though comes in now and nails a chop block to the knee, taking that advantage again as Cena falls down holding the leg. Shawn then places it over the bottom rope and uses the top rope now to leap up and drive down the jumping stomp into Cena’s bad knee. He then kicks away at the leg of Cena as he uses the top rope to struggle to stand. Shawn then grabs the head and throws Cena back into the corner, chopping away at him again there and then stomping down on the knee again. Cena falls away hobbling on the bad leg as HBK comes in for him and it.
“Shawn Michaels showing that he will do anything to become WWF Champion here tonight and rightfully so. And he has absolutely dominated John Cena thus far” JR calls.
Shawn then rakes Cena’s leg over the ropes, breaking on the count of 4 and then kicking away at the knee again until the ref forces him back. As Cena now hangs in the corner Shawn now comes in and drives up a shot to the gut of Cena. Cena then swinging for a shot but HBK backs off to avoid it, Cena crumbling on that hurt leg. Shawn now chop blocks the leg again and as Cena is down in the corner goes eye to eye with him saying something that our cameras cannot quiet pick up, but you can get the gist of it. Shawn now lifts Cena up in the corner but now Cena again rakes the eyes, then nails in a hard shot to the gut of Shawn and another and another beating him back now and then ignoring the bad leg, hobbling on it and it fires Shawn back now, beating him back across the ring as the crowd explode in boos. Shawn then answers back with a chop to a “Yay!” From the crowd, shot from Cena “boo!” “Yay!” “Boo!” “Yay!” Back and forth it goes. Cena manages to get in a good shot and then tries to loosen and kick out from feeling back into the worked knee. Shawn then kicks at the goes back on the leg wrapping it around the rope, Cena hammering down into Shawn’s back, clubbing him away and then nailing hard closed first shot to the head and ignoring the warning from referee for it. They now slug it back and forth in the corner again until Cena runs forward and nail Shawn down with a should tackle. He then collapses on the leg, holding the knee as he uses the ropes to try and stand again. Eventually getting to the corner, HBK running in for the shoulder strike but Cena moving and Shawn collides shoulder first with the post! Cena now sits taking a moment to attend to the hurt knee and eventually is able to use the top rope to rise. Cena then charges out and takes Shawn down with a closeline. Then mounting Shawn and hammering down into the head with vicious shots, gritted teeth on the champs face as he pounds away until the referee grabs him by the wait and hoists him up onto his feet.
Cena then hits the ropes and nails his shoulder block again and again. Then waiting for Shawn to rise, heaving him up and down with a gut wrench suplex. The crowd boos heavily as he stands, grins out at them and then calls for it, looking down at Shawn waving his hand in front of his face, turning it into a middle finger and then hitting the ropes and coming back nailing the 5 knuckle shuffle. He stands from that the crowd booing louder now as he sneers at them and then goes in picking Shawn up, but Shawn clips the leg grabs it to force Cena down and then lock in the figure four leg lock! Cena holding his head and yelling out in pain in the hold, trying to struggle back across the ring but Shawn pulls him back in it, yelling for him to tap but eventually Cena is able to shuffle back and grab the bottom rope. Shawn now stands and pulls Cena back across the ring by the leg, going for the figure four again but this time Cena kicks him off and stands up and as Shawn comes back goes to heave him up into the FU, but Shawn drops down out of turns Cena around and then chops at the chest a couple more times before grabbing the arm and Irish whipping him but Cena reverses that sending Shawn into the ring post upside down! Falling back onto his feet and turning around right into hard closeline taking him back down. Cena then now heads to the top rope rising up and flying off nailing his diving leg drop to the back of Shawn’s head and covering for 2. Cena stands from that is annoyance now and pulls Shawn up and nail the fisherman suplex for 2. Rolling fireman’s carry for 2. Cena then nails a leg drop for 2. He is getting annoyed as hell now but backs into the corner, ducking down and calling for it as Shawn rises turning as Cena runs in but Shawn catches him and dive him over his leg with the reverse atomic drop, grabbing the arm and Irish whipping Cena into the ropes, Cena ducking a shot and hitting the ropes as Shawn goes off the opposite ones, running in and nailing the flying forearm taking Cena down. Both lay there for a few minutes until HBK kips up. He then heads now to the outside and up onto the top rope rising up for it, but Cena is up and runs in, grabbing Shawn and throwing him off the top rope and down into the centre of the ring. He then as Shawn stands hits the ropes and comes back with a closeline taking him down and another, a third. Cena really building momentum as he picks Shawn up now and throws him out and over the top rope to the floor.
He then heads out after him, picking HBK up and Irish whipping hard into the ring post and closeling him down on the too floor on the rebound. He then picks Shawn up and whips him now back first into the guard rail, then coming in and heaving him up and down gut first off the security wall. Cena then rolls Shawn back into the ring and then as he comes back in head right to the top rope, rising up there and flying off with the diving leg drop again, but this time Shawn avoids it, throwing Cena down into the mat and then stepping through, grabbing the legs and turning over right into the sharpshooter! The crowd exploding for the move as Shawn pull back on it, yelling for Cena to tap out. Cena holds his head, calling out in pain but shakes his head at the referee, refusing to give it in and now starting to crawl but HBK pulls him back to the centre of the ring and locks it in tighter. Cena struggles in the hold for a few moments but then powers up onto his arms and kicks back throwing Shawn into the ropes to break hold. Shawn hits the but comes right back into Cena, who drops him down with a drop toe hold and lock in an STF! Pulling back on it, the crowd roaring to life again with boos as Cena grimaces and pulling back on the head, yelling for Shawn to give it in. Shawn now starts to wilt in the hold but then reaches out…and grabs the bottom rope to a loud cheer! Cena stands from that slowly in annoyance, then grabs Shawn legs and pulls him back to the centre of the ring, going to lock it in again but Shawn is able to roll onto his back now and kick Cena off sending him back into the ropes then kick up and nails a flying forearm, kipping up again and then dropping Cena with a scoop slam before then heading to the top rope, rising up and flying off with a diving elbow drop right into the hard of the champion. Standing now as the crowd has come alive, backing in the corner and as the crowd cheers begins to stomp. The crowd clapping and counting along as he revs it up and begs for Cena to stand, eventually he does turning around bam! Right into Sweet Chin…no! Cena catches the legs pulls Shawn in with it up onto his shoulders and nails the FU! Covering for 1…2…NO!!! Shawn kicks out! The crowd exploding in cheers as Cena slumps down to the mat beside him.
Cena now eventually starts to stand, looking back at Shawn is aggravation shaking his head and now begging for him to get up again, setting up for it again. Shawn now starting for slowly rise but then as he is heave up drops down behind Cena and strikes with super kick but Cena catches it and takes HBK down with a short arm closeline. Cena then backs into the ropes to catch his breath but Shawn is up and runs in, Cena though side stepping him and sending him over the top rope. But this time Shawn catches himself as Cena walks away and skins the cat to stand behind Cena waiting as Cena turns bam! Right into a super kick, Shawn dropping down over him to cover for 1…2….NO!!! Shawn holds his head in his hands as Cena kicks out! Pumping the mat in frustration. He then stands and now heads up onto the top rope rising up and as Cena stands flying off with a moonsault! But Cena’s catches him on his shoulders out the air and going for the second FU, but Shawn lands on his feet and then nails a second super kick! Covering for 1….2…NO!!! Cena kicks out again; the crowd spent at this point; just in shock that Cena still has the will or the strength.
“Love him or hate him you have to give the devil his due. John Cena just kicking out of two super kicks from Shawn Michaels! Wow!” JR calls over the noise.
On the outside now shows Stone Cold who is shaking his head in shock that “his man” is still in this thing, resting his head on the bottom rope. Shawn now rises in shock himself and now backs into the ropes stomping down for another one, setting up as Cena uses the top rope to stand and turns right into Shawn who blast out, but no Cena’s catches the leg again and throws it around, Shawn swinging with a forearm but then Cena hoisting him up onto his shoulders and drives him down with the FU for 1….2….3!!!

The boos reign down thunderous boos as Cena’s music hits and he begins to rise. Oh the outside Austin’s head is low, his hands on his hips and shaking his head.
“Here is your winner and STILL World Wrestling Federation Champion! John Cena!” Finkle calls to louder boos again.
Cena now stands, snatching his title belt from the referee and holding it up high to thunderous boos. He then holds it himself, sneering a smile down at Shawn and then locks from him to Austin on the outside. He then seems to get an idea as he looks at the rising Shawn and then to Austin and back again. He then yells for Austin, who looks up. Austin glares him as Cena points and orders him into the ring. The music dying as Austin reluctantly agrees, the crowd booing heavily as he does. When he stands now in the middle of the ring Cena yells and points for him yelling “give him the stunner!” Austin looks away “I said give him the stunner!” Loud boos.
The crowd then erupt as the new Tag Team Champion appear, running down but from behind come Rock and Hogan taking them both out to loud boos. Hogan and Rock stomping away on Bryan and AJ on the ramp. Back in the ring now Cena and Austin look from the commotion and back to each other and Cena again points and yells “I said give him the stunner!”
Cena now drops back into the corner with a smug smile, placing the title belt over his shoulder and getting comfortable to watch this. Austin shakes his head at him but then with annoyance comes in, looks at Cena to build his anger then picks up Shawn and takes it out on him with a mighty kick to the gut and then a Stone Cold Stunner that sends him rolling out of the ring. The camera looks from the out cold HBK to Cena and Austin in the ring as Cena comes in and nods, patting Austin on the back and then ordering him to follow as he leaves the ring. Holding his title belt over his head as he walks up the ramp regrouping with Rock and Hogan and then the foursome known as Legendary leave with the WWF Championship still in their possession as the show fades to black.