Revolution 5/7/20

[Danny]

THIS MESSAGE HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE HIGHEST POWER.



’The Highest Power’: Greetings UWF Universe.. I hope you all had fun trying to work out my little message last week. The questions are still echoing though; WHO IS THE HIGHEST POWER?.. That’s what it’s all about though, right? Who. Am I? At Backlash.. you will see exactly who I am and what I am all about. I can promise you one thing.. You won’t see this one coming. UWF Universe, I have been very impressed with what the roster has been up to recently. My boys are now taking those chances and capitalising. Once again, the duo know exactly who they are and I can promise them this.. Once I arrive, this is all going to change. Not just the dynamic between you both but the dynamic within the UWF is going to change also. Believe that.

No movement from the Highest Power. Something we are now used to.

’The Highest Power’: I’m going to be everyone’s worst nightmare. I will teach the roster wrong from right and you will all know not to take me lightly. This is my final message before Backlash. To every team on the roster.. Be aware of your surroundings.. I might just appear outta nowhere. Good night UWF.



An explosion is seen behind the Highest Power that lights up his silhouette before the shot fades.






As the opening video finishes, things go live to the inside of the arena as pyrotechnics go off from the stage and the camera pans around to get a shot of the Revolution fans in attendance before panning to the commentary table where Corey Graves, Mauro Ranallo, and Tom Phillips are standing by.



Tom Phillips: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Revolution! I’m Tom Phillips.

Mauro Ranallo: I’m Mauro Ranallo.

Corey Graves: And I’m Corey Graves. Tonight we’ve got a packed show! In singles action it’s Rey Mysterio taking on Takashi Iizuka.

Tom Phillips: Also in singles competition it’s Taya Valkyrie and Stacy Keibler doing battle.

Corey Graves: In tag team action it’s the Skull Club taking on the Dynamic Duo.

Tom Phillips: In a fatal four-way it’s Nia Jax versus Sanshiro Takagi versus Lio Rush versus El Desperado.

Mauro Ranallo: In tag action, the team of Sammy Guevara and Leyton Buzzard go toe-to-toe with The Dudleyz.

Corey Graves: In singles competition, Braun Strowman locks horns with Brock Lesnar.

Tom Phillips: And in our main event, Katsuyori Shibata tangles with Curtis Axel.

Mauro Ranallo:But first let's hear from some of the competitors as they get ready for their matches later on tonight.


The camera flashes back to life as it shows a very determined looking Stacy Keibler, throwing kicks into the air as she prepares for her match tonight.



She throws 3 or 4 kicks, before bending over and stretching. She takes some time doing this. She finally makes her way back to her full height before she steps forward, bringing a Heavy Boxing Bag hanging from the ceiling into the cameras view. She takes a deep breath, kind of like a yoga breath before unleashing a vicious looking kick into the bag. She seems happy with herself as Spike Dudley now comes into shot behind the bag, leaning on it and poking his head out round the side to speak to Stacy.

Spike Dudley: Good my Angel Without Wings, that is look real good and your form is looking outstanding. Now I know you are going to wipe the floor with Taya tonight but it's not up to me to believe, it's up to you. Do you believe you will wipe the floor with her?

Stacy Keibler: Who do I look like Spikey? Do I look like Becky Lynch to you? Nah, I ain't that transvestite who wants to be a man, I am Stacy Keibler. I know who I am and I know very well that Taya will feel the force of my legs tonight. It's quite funny, I feel as if Odin has sent me to the battlefield of Revolution to choose whether or not I want to take his very own Taya Valkyrie to Valhalla or not. I feel empowered tonight to make a move that helps you in your match at Backlash. Odin has chosen me Spikey, he has chosen me and for once, it is I that can do you a service, it is I that can bring you happiness, it is I that will shut Taya up and send her back home out of Johnny Morrison's spotlight. Oh Spikey, this is going to be a great month and I can't wait until I start the ball rolling by destroying her. I had nothing against her but she brought out the worst in me. All I wanted was to be a manager and a loving girlfriend but tonight, I'm going to get ugly........ hey I just had a thought, after I get rid of her tonight, did you want me to go sort out Ikeman as well?

Spike Dudley: My Honey Blossom, just relax hey, don't let it all get into your head. I can see right now you are full of adrenaline which in turn is building your confidence to a dangerous level. Look tonight, tonight is the chance for you to see UWF what you are capable of. Nothing more, nothing less. This isn't about taking out Taya Valkyrie and putting her on the shelf as she deserves to be here as much as the next person, tonight is just about sending a message for Stacy Keibler. Not Uncle Spike Dudley... no nothing but Stacy. Backlash is still some way away, we still have time to focus on that but right now, my focus is on you and getting you ready. You have done it for me in the past so now it's my time to repay you so don't you worry about Ikeman either. I've been keeping a close eye on him just to see what he is thinking and honestly, I don't think he feels the same way as Shibata. It seems Vinny hasn't gotten to him and it seems the guy hasn't lost his head and disagrees with everything Shibata is doing so let's just leave him alone unless he decides he has a problem with us okay?

Spike looks at Stacy, she seems like she is about to loss it and speak back to him as all of a sudden, in the background of the two lovebirds, we can see Bubba Ray Dudley, holding a ladder above his head, looking like he is about to throw it. Stacy breaks her concentration from Spike to look over in that direction as D-Von is just sitting there, just chilling whilst everyone else seems busy.



Stacy Keibler: BUBBA, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

Bubba Dudley: I'm doing exactly what you told us to do. You said become one with the ladder so I'm doing that. What happens when someone retires? People lift them up onto their shoulders so I was lifting the ladder above my head and putting it in a position of power. I realize the power this ladder has, I know how to harness it so I'm making sure the Ladder knows I am it's friend. I will use it as a weapon but I won't hurt it. This in turn will let me climb up the ladder without any problems with it tipping over whenever it feels The Dynamic Duo's or Sweet N' Sour Inc negative energy. That's what so many people don't understand, be nice to the ladder and the ladder is nice to you.

Stacy: Yer....... nah, I don't believe that. Now look, Bubba put the ladder down and practice climbing it. You need to climb that ladder to get to our UWF Tag Team Championships and the quicker you can do it, the better chance we have of achieving the 4 Time Tag Title that we have been craving and bringing up repeatedly for some time now. I need you fit and climbing that ladder in your quickest time for when TLC comes around okay? And D-Von, what do you think you are doing, just sitting there and chilling? Do you think the other two teams are just sitting back and relaxing?

D-Von Dudley: Honestly Stacy, I don't think they are just sitting back and relaxing..... in fact I know they ain't. Even though I was stuck in an ice bath last week after Bubba smashed my back in with the Steel Chair repeatedly last week, I managed to watch Sweet N' Sour's match and saw they lost to Monster High. I watched that match, I watched and scouted and tonight, I plan on scouting The Dynamic Duo in their match as well. I'm going to let Bubba do all the training this week whilst I'll be the brains of the operation and trust me, you might just thank me in case you may need my help if things get messy in the after math of your match.

Stacy Keibler: I'm not quite sure I agree with that?

D-Von Dudley: Oh you aren't sure are you? Well that's fine by me. You want me to train, I'll train tonight by wiping the floor and the UWF Roster clean of Guevarra & Buzzard. Those punks don't know how good they got it so I'll make sure they know by the end of the night..... but right now, I've just been sitting back and relaxing. Watching Spike train you for tonight and I have to be honest, it looks like you are ready to kick Valkyrie's head to the Backlash Arena but what happens if she comes at you with a chair? Has Spike shown you how to take a chair shot? I mean it is very possible she might just do that? I think right now, I should train you in case that happens.

D-Von smiling from ear to ear, seemingly wanting to do to Stacy what she had the brothers doing last week. He gets up, slowing walking towards Stacy with the chair in his hand as Bubba is practicing climbing the ladder in the background. Spike steps forward, in between as Stacy is looking quite scared.

Spike Dudley: What do you think you are doing?

D-Von stops cold, looking Spike up and down...... before dropping the chair and bursting out in laughter.

D-Von: Come on My Brother.... I was only joking. I wasn't going to hit Stacy with a chair. Nope, I'm saving hitting a lady with a chair for Becky Lynch. Don't worry Stace, you got this match tonight, don't worry about us, we got our match tonight and at Backlash, Spike takes care of Morrison and Shibata & The Dudley Boyz climb the ladder to those titles and we are in a powerful position in UWF. No one ain't going to stop us. OH MY BROTHER...........TESTIFY.

With that, D-Von turns back to head towards Bubba as he begins to push him up the ladder. Spike turns around, looking towards Stacy before kissing her on the cheek and turning her around. He goes to hug the punching bag as he mouths to Stacy "Again". She obliges as she kicks the bags a few more times, with Spike applying the pressure to make Stacy kick harder. The camera flashes away as The Dudleyz are getting ready for the busy night ahead.


We cut to Stokely Hathaway on the phone and he’s not happy.

“I’m sorry if you think it’s immoral Miss James, but what I say is final, and I say we’re opening up Stokely Hathaway’s Baby Seal Clubbing Emporium. Now good day Miss James.”

As he hangs up he just sighs.

“Jeez that woman really cares about baby seals! Like come on now the Baby Seal Clubbing market is wide open down in Kokomo! Now where was I?”

He begins to tap his head as he sits down at his desk before he begins going through some papers. He takes a long sip of some tropical looking drink, and yawns a bit. He looks at a paper and hits a button on his phone.

“Yeah uh Charles, ya mind looking for that paper on the guy I sued? The depressed one? You know the guy whose life I ruined by getting rid of his job, and buying his apartment complex and making his rent too high? Yea yea yea, him imma need his information I just read something interesting and it seems it might be running out of time. Thank you Charles.”

He then hangs up and just sips more of his fancy drink before finally noticing the camera that’s been filming him. He doesn’t really react and just gives a lazy smile.

“Oh is this for UWF? Alright then. HAHAHA! UWF it’s your number one business man, and the man some geeks on the interwebs call UWF’s Number one POS. Pffffft I’m a very charitable man, nothing but an angel, I’m not a bastard like that Rey Mysterio. A false hero, a liar, and more importantly a victim. Because my monster Takashi Iizuka well he’s gonna DESTROY little ReyRey, and if he doesn’t well. he gives a small chuckle oh if he doesn’t then I think I’ll have to do the noble thing and give the Yakuza, Iizuka information, they’ll be happy to see the man who sold them out to cops again. HAHAHA! Alrighty I have some important business to attend to and as you know business is good.”

He smiles as the camera fades to black.


The scene opens with Lio Rush and Dream backstage walking. Cathy Kelley comes up to them and stops them for an interview.

Cathy Kelley: Dream, Lio, off a controversial win last week, Lio tonight faces three other superstars in the ring including one of your rival's henchmen, Dream, Despy. How are you feeling going into this Lio?

Lio with a smile, speaks



Lio Rush: I'm good, my first match, Dream had to watch it from the hospital, so having my mentor be able to see me live in a whole other story. I think that's the type of motivation I need to win the match, you feel me? And Despy says he's delivering the message that Suzuki is going to deliver to Dream but that's a hard doubt in my opinion. I mean, actually, scratch that. I don't doubt that...

Dream looks a bit surprised Lio says that but lets him continue.

Lio Rush: Despy is going to lose to me with me, metaphorically, being Dream while Despy--he said it himself--represents Suzuki. SOOOOOO, the 24 y/o piece of gold is getting Despy's message loud and clear.

Cathy Kelley: Okay, and Dream, do you feel you provoked Suzuki's attention? Why did you retaliate last week? Only putting yourself on Suzuki's hit list.



Velveteen Dream: Suzuki started this Queen Cathy. Suzuki saw the Dream's spotlight and decided to steal some of it for himself. Well, you may have stolen the Dream's spotlight, but in doing so, you caught the Dream's attention. Don't think the Dream forgot how you made a mockery of me when the Dream was Intercontinental Champion. You were too good for me then, huh? Well guess who came crawling back to the Experience. You want to officially take the Dream out for a fun time, well let the Dream tell you: "You don't rush straight into the foreplay. You could at least take the Dream out first." Queen Cathy, just know at Backlash, the Dream will put Suzuki in his place and finally start working back to title gold. 

Lio Rush: Now, if you'll excuse Dream and I, we got a match to prepare for. But you can talk to us next week asking how it feels to be a winner.

Lio winks and walks away with a smirk. Dream looks at Cathy and says, "Ignore him. You're always a winner in the Dream's book, Queen Cathy," as the scene fades out.


The cameras come back to the ring where Sammy Guevara and Leyton Buzzard are stood in the ring, a small graphic appearing for the viewers at home with their names.



YER, WE'RE COMING DOWN

GET UP, GET UP, GET UP

DROP THE BOMBSHELL.





The crowd rise to their feet as they await for the appearance of the Dudley Boyz. Surely enough, 3 figures emerge from the back, all dressed up in cameo gear with glasses on their head without the lens. Devon runs to one side, doing the usual Devon stuff he does whilst Bubba stays dead center of the stage. Devon walks back to the center joining Bubba whilst Stacy just stands in the middle of them.







Tony Chimel: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by the Duchess of Dudleyville, Stacy Keibler at a combined weight of 549 pounds, Bubba Ray and Devon, The Dudley Boyz!!



Stacy points towards the ring as both Dudleyz start to run towards the ring, ignoring the fans bending over the side rails asking for a high five. They both slide into the ring, getting to their feet and doing the usual Dudley stuff of climbing the turnbuckles, looking out into the fans, throwing up the 3D sign as Stacy just walks around the ring, staying outside as she is ready for this match.



DING DING DING!



The bell sounds and Bubba Ray starts off with Guevara. Sammy goes to the center of the ring, smack talking Bubba Ray, but it clearly doesn’t go well as Bubba Ray unloads on him with jabs a plenty, unrelenting until finally Guevara tries ducking one. Unfortunately for him, it was a fake as Bubba Ray grabs hold of the dizzy Guevara by the tights and falls backwards, spiking him with a piledriver!



Tom Phillips: ”Bubba Ray is going a mile a minute right now with Sammy Guevara, I don’t think he knows how to deal with that type of offense!”



And indeed he can’t as Bubba picks Sammy up and scoop slams him. Tagging out to D-Von, he watches his “brother” ascend to the top rope. Pulling back the legs, the Wassup is set up...only for Leyton to come from behind and hit Bubba Ray across the back of the head. This only serves to piss him off though as he turns around, screams “**** YOU IN PARTICULAR” and headbutts him, knocking him dizzy and sending him out of the ring. Turning around, he pulls the legs of Guevara again, and D-Von dives and connects with the Wassup!



Bubba Ray gets out of the ring, but not for long as D-Von tags him back in. Guevara is completely out of it, not even able to get to his feet on his own so D-Von does it for him, sends him off the ropes in the process…and the Dudley Boyz drop him with a 3-D! In comes Leyton, trying to get something going, or maybe distract…BUT HE’S HIT WITH A 3-D AS WELL! Rolling out, Bubba makes the cover on Sammy.



ONE!

TWO!

THREE!



DING DING DING!



Tony Chimel: “HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, BUBBA RAY AND D-VON, THE DUDLEY BOYZ!”


Mauro Ranallo: “A decisive victory for The Dudley Boyz here tonight, completely dismantling Guevara & Buzzard in a big momentum builder heading into Backlash!”


Corey Graves: “Much as I hate to say it Mauro, you are right. These two may be the favorites currently in the TLC match based on this performance!”


With an easy win tonight, The Dudley Boyz celebrate their win as Revolution rolls on...



We see WALTER outdoors, he is standing with his coat on once again.

Grüße aus Österreich, meiner Vaterland. This is Wien. I am at the Heldenplatz and behind me you can see Hofburg. I can hear all of you say „What is Hofburg“. I can hear it even from here, Austria that is because of your ignorance. But feel no shame as it should not be caused by ignorance. Shameful thing is not asking and thus not learning it. Although one will be mistaken by taking „ignorance as bliss“ as a presumption. It is not. And since the good guy I am, I will teach you some history. Hofburg is the Imperial Palace of the Habsburg Dynasty. The dynasty that ruled entire Europe back in the day. The dynasty that stood tall against the threat called „Ottoman Empire“ who were determined to destroy Europe, bend them the knee and rule over the entire continent. But my ancestors stopped that from happening. Anyways, back to this place: the part behind me is only the Neue Burg section. It is so enormous that the construction took 32 years, from 1881 to 1913. Even that is enough to present you the might of Austrian Empire. Sadly, those days are gone and Austria is not a great power anymore. Sad but true, it is a truth that me and all of us must live with. But it does not stop us from working harder, smarter to make this country great again! And I do not mean it by building walls, making false accusations. Sie verstehen, auf wen ich mich beziehe.

I was sick and tired of being in United States. A place that is so crowded, so dirty and it is full of entertainment. So full that it becomes corrupt and ironically, boring. So I decided to take a flight here to Wien. Back to my vaterland. And I have missed it. The air… It is so clean, unlike the toxic, full of CO2 air in America. You can run away from the daily life as you go for a walk to der Wald. Which is full of untouched, undisturbed nature. Forests, animals… And people do not go there hunting like those in America. Such a shameful country to interfere even with the nature. But enough from America, I do not want to ruin this moment by talking about America. So… What am I doing here? A few things, first, as I said I missed my vaterland. So I came back. Second, since I am here, why not show you this beautiful country full of history? Even though all of you are undeserving. And three… To show you something… Something of my roots. Something that made me who I am today. Something that I am grateful for. Ladies and gentlemen… Starting from this week „Die Geschichte von WALTER „ where you all would witness my past. Because some people mistake me for who I am. Some think I am delusional, some think I am just an nostalgia lover man, some call me I quote „a man who thinks he is in imperial or monarchy era“ and even some call me a German nazi. First, I am Austrian. A proud one and second I am not a nazi. That is only because I talk German. Classical American thinking. I would give you one history lesson but you people go and read some books and learn your own history. Instead of „Pursuit of Happiness“ go for „Pursuit of Knowledge“! Oh I almost forgot! The day I am recording this is first of May, which is the Labor Day. So I once again thank all the workers who work so hard with while being underpaid. One day your days will come and you will get what you deserve- no what you earn by your sweat! Some may call me a communist for saying these but I don’t care. I am above idelogies. I am chasing greatness in every aspect, I want greatness to rule the world and that is my goal in UWF too. Be great, achieve greatness, spread greatness, destroy those who defy greatness, destroy mediocrity!

And on „Die Geschichte von WALTER „ you will learn what caused this motivation of mine. What made me so passionate for this sport. What has motivated me that much? You all will learn as you see my story. My past, my history. There will be two more which will be aired in the upcoming two weeks.
Until then... Aufwiedersehen. 

WALTER poses and the image fades away.



The scene opens up on Braun Strowman and Simon Dean sitting together, Braun holding a glass of water in one hand and stirring a powder into it with a spoon using the other hand.

Braun Strowman: Who does Brock Lesnar think he is?

Simon Dean: God’s gift to every type of combat sport imaginable, the end all and be all when it comes to the toughest around, the beast instead of a beast, the big thing that he was hyped up to be when Paul said he was next, a man with great taste in tattoos and where to put them, an athlete that doesn’t have to do anything but Suplex and throw, and a healthy specimen just because he’s athletic and has muscle. Did I miss anything?

No, I’d say that covers it. Who has he beaten to put that chip on his shoulder anyway?

In the two months he’s been here? Rey Mysterio.

Washed up.

Jimmy Havoc.

Pushover.

Roman Reigns.

Overrated.

Hornswoggle.

The two stop and look at each other and laugh.

And he was on the team that beat Spike Dudley, Rey Mysterio, and Johnny Morrison.

So pretty much what I’m hearing is he hasn’t beaten anyone bigger than him. I’m 6’8, he’s 6’3. He weighs 286, I weigh 385. Not to mention, I’m six years younger than he is. What advantage does he have?

You’re taller, bigger, and younger for sure. And once you take that protein and get the patented Simon System in you, you’ll have four advantages over him and four is better than three, after all.

Well the number he’s banking on is five, but I’m not letting him get me on his shoulders for it. He’s going onto one of mine though and then he’s getting slammed!

Braun crushes the glass he’s holding as the contents go everywhere. There’s a silence between the two until Simon breaks it.

You cut your hand?

I cut my hand.

Get any of your protein in your mouth by chance?

Nope.

Simon sighs.

Stay positive, I’ll be right back with some bandages and a bottled protein shake this time.

Simon gives a thumbs up and a smile, then gets up and walks offscreen.

He’ll be safe, I’ll beat Brock. Besides, that bag wouldn’t even fit...


Chimel: The following contest is set for one-fall!



The Journey hit plays and Stokely Hathaway walks out in one of his finest suits. He waits as Takasi Iizuka walks up to him. He gives his client some advice and Iizuka gets to the ring while Stokely just talks trash to anyone and everyone who would listen.

Once in the ring Iizuka flexes to the crowd as Stokely delicately gets into the ring. Once in Stokely gives Chimel a glare.

Chimel: Accompanying Takashi Iizuka, and representing Hathaway Enterprises he is Stokely Hathaway! And his client, Takashi Iizuka!”

Stokely laughs with his client as he begins to get on the apron.


Ranallo: Something of a big play for Hathaway to sign on the Japanese legend right from underneath his one-time stablemates in Suzuki-Gun.

Graves: Well he's not getting any younger. He's probably tired of playing the sidekick and now he has an agent who has what it takes to get him to the top.

Phillips: Let's just hope he fares better than Stokely's last signee.


Iizuka paces around the ring like a madman, awaiting his opponent.



Fans in the arena are excited as UWF's resident superhero Rey Mysterio comes out. Mysterio comes out wearing his traditional superhero cape but he ditches it and he throws it to the sde and he makes his way down to the ring.



Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen making his way to the ring. From San Diego, California UWF's resident superhero Reyyyyy Mysssteeerrriiioooo!

Mysterio rolls in the ring and he rises to the top rope and raises his hands as flashbulbs hit as he poses on the top rope. Mysterio jumps down and he takes off his shirt ready to stop whatever villain comes his way.


Ranallo: Mysterio has a match lined up with Brock Lesnar at Backlash, but first he'll be put to the test against an unlikely kind of opponent in Iizuka.

Graves: Let's not beat around the bush here, Mauro. "Unlikely" is just a polite way of calling this man a total maniac. I'd be surprised if Mysterio even made it out of here alive, let alone to the next pay-per-view event.

Phillips: This isn't the first time that our Resident Superhero has had the odds stacked against him, and he's proven time and time again that he's able to overcome them.


Chimel bails and after ensuring both competitors are good to go, the Official calls for the bell.


VS

DING DING


Iizuka just charges right at Mysterio like some kinda crazed animal! The fans gasp, totally caught off guard by the immediate explosion from the aging big man. Mysterio, however, is fleet of foot and rolls out of harm's way like some kinda ninja. Takashi stops himself from colliding with the turnbuckle and then wheels around, frothing out the mouth. Yucky. He comes right at Rey again, a raging bull on a path of destruction.

This time, Rey meets him in the middle of the ring, taking of the legs of the lummox with a low drop kick! Iizuka flips head over heels as he tumbles down to the canvas. The Superhero runs past him, hits the ropes and comes back to meet the Japanese superstar just as he's standing back up. With stunning agility, Rey soars into the air and catches his opponent around the neck with his legs, whirling around like a propeller and using all the G-Force to once again fell the larger man. The fans pop for the lucha spectacle.


Ranallo: Nothing new from Rey Mysterio, but he utilizes this style better than just about anybody else in the game.

Phillips: That's right, Mauro. He was wise to quickly take the attack to Hathaway's client. Rey's best chance of winning this contest are to keep things moving at a fast pace, and to ensure that Iizuka stays off balance.


One the outside, Stokely is screaming instructions at his client but Mysterio keeps up the offense, coming back over the Takashi and catching him with a Snap DDT to drop him for a third time! Mysterio rolls him over and shoots the half, making the first cover of the night. The Referee slides in to count it...



1...



2...



Iizuka powers out right after the two count, shoving Mysterio off emphatically. Both men scramble to their feet, but a now enraged Takashi manages to get his hands on Mysterio before he can run away again. He clobbers the smaller man over the back of the head with a sturdy forearm. It drops Rey to a knee. He pulls Rey right back up, just by yanking on his mask, then, to the horror of the fans, starts biting Mysterio on the forehead!


Ranallo: What is that monster doing? MAMA MIA! He's eating the former International Champion for dinner!

Phillips: He's an absolute lunatic! Hathaway needs to get his client in check!

Graves: It looks to me like he's encouraging it.


Boy, is he ever. Hathaway is laughing maniacally while he leans up against the apron, telling Iizuka to "eat him alive". So it's up to the Referee to intervene. Stripes steps in and starts a five count to break up the illegal hold. It's uncertain how strong Iizuka's grasp of the English language, the rules of the match, or just numbers and counting in general is, so it may all be futile. When the Official hits four, howerver, Mysterio fights back by reaching around Takashi's head and pulling that bearded chin down into his shoulder while he sits, effectively countering with a jawbreaker.

The maneuver stuns Takashi and frees up Rey, who, of course, heads right back to the ropes. Stokely grabs his foot right as he goes to rebound, and while he doesn't manage to trip Rey down, it distracts the masked superstar. Mysterio turns to berate the snarky manager for his interference, but that leaves him open to attack! Iizuka recovers and grabs Rey from behind, hooking him up every which way before snapping him overhead and into the canvas with a Blizzard Suplex! Of course he bridges for the pin, and since the Referee missed the illegal move from Hathaway, he's happy to count it, even as the fans boo their faces off!


Phillips: Hathaway's a dirty cheat!



1...



Graves: Hey, let's not pretend like Mysterio hasn't bent a few rules in his days. Trust me.



2...



Mysterio kicks out before the third count! The fans breath a sigh of relief as the Superhero lives to fight another day.

The demented Iizuka growls at the Official and scoops the wobbly Mysterio up off the canvas, flipping him up into position for a Powerbomb. He looks to plant Rey in the center of the ring but finds himself spun over and out of control again as Rey counters with a Hurricanrana! The moves sends Takashi into the ropes, catching him on the second in perfect position for the 619! The fans scream and cheer, stoked to see it.


Ranallo: Amazing how Rey can always get them to land like that.

Phillips: Isn't it, though?


Stokely rushes around the ring, hoping to reach his client in time to help him but he's too slow. Rey comes in, grabs the ropes and swings his legs around to hit the Tiger Feint Kick - except Iizuka catches his legs! Using all that momentum Rey built up, the big man wheels him back through the ropes in a sort of giant swing. When he releases Rey, his body flies right into the Referee, knocking him down to the mat unconscious!


Graves: Did you see that? Mysterio just took out the Official! Now who's cheating?

Phillips: Are you kidding me? He was thrown into the Ref!

Ranallo: To be fair, I'm not even sure it was on purpose. Iizuka's just a wild man.


Rey's not getting up any time soon, either, so Stokely jumps on to the apron, reaches into his suit jacket pocket and pulls out the Iron Claw! It's Iizuka's signature weapon, and a surefire way to knock any man out cold. The psychotic superstar lumbers over to his new manager and takes the Iron Claw, strapping it on to his hand and waving proudly in the air while the fans boo.

The cries of the people stir the Superhero to life. He stumbles to his feet and sees Iizuka running at him with the foreign object aimed right at his head. Mysterio ducks just in time and rolls forward, out of the way. Just like the beginning of the match, Iizuka turns and comes for him again, this time slower though. He won't get fooled again.

Mysterio prepares himself, times his opponents strides, and gets ready to take on the fabled Iron Claw. Iizuka raises his weaponized hand with sinister intent and shoots forward, looking to put Rey Mysterio down for good.


Ranallo: It's like Freddy Kruger chasing down a victim in there.

Graves: I know. It's great.

Phillips: We should have known it was only a matter of time before Iizuka was using that Iron Claw!

Graves: How is it any worse than Rey's knee brace?

Ranallo: Knee braces are for good, Corey. Iron Claw's are forged for evil.


But Mysterio catches his arm, and using his own momentum again him, pulls him past so that he stumbles forward and hits Stokely Hathway off the apron instead! The people laugh and cheer at Hathaway's misfortune when he crashes to the floor below, totally out cold. Iizuka looks down, shocked if not exactly apologetic about his misstep. That's enough of a distraction for Rey to capitalize, though. He clips Takashi in the back with a dropkick that once again catches him perfectly in the ropes.

Sprinting full-speed across the ring, Rey bounces off the far cables, rushes back and delivers a huge 619!

Iizuka is rocketed off the ropes and he lands flat on his back in the middle of the ring. Rey heads for the nearest turnbuckle, scales it and comes flying off with a Frog Splash! The Referee wakes up just in time to see the land and has enough wherewithal to crawl over and make the count



1...



2...



3...



DING DING

YOUR WINNER...
REY MYSTERIO




Rey stands up over Iizuka as the Referee recovers and raises his hand in victory. The fans cheer for their Superhero while P.O.D. blasts through the speakers. Hathaway, meanwhile, still hasn't stirred since getting hit.

Ranallo: Iizuka is always a dangerous foe, but Mysterio proved to be too much for him.

Graves: I wonder if Hathaway will be looking for another new client after this.

Phillips: Impossible to say for sure, Corey. But one thing is certain - Rey Mysterio promised to deliver a message to Brock Lesnar with his performance here tonight and he did exactly that, dispatching a dangerous opponent in short order.


While some replays air on the titantron, Mysterio starts his walk back up the ramp, high-fiving some kids on the way. When he reaches the stage, he turns around to raise his arms in celebration one more time. And that's when Brock Lesnar hits him outta nowhere!

The music cuts out and the people boo when the Beast levels Rey with a forearm to the back of the head. Rey is knocked silly by the huge strike and Lesnar just looms over him, bouncing from foot to foot with eager, violent energy. Heyman follows out behind him, reprimanding Mysterio whilst encouraging Brock to finish him off.


Ranallo: MAMA MIA! NO! LESNAR JUST TOOK OUT MYSTERIO WITH A SNEAK ATTACK!

Phillips: That's disgusting. It's totally uncalled for. These two are supposed to fight until Backlash!

Graves: Do you want to go up there and tell Brock he has to wait another week? Because I sure don't.


Lesnar peels Rey off of the cold steel, effortless drapes him over those big beefy shoulders, and then sends him to dreamland with a thunderous F-5 right on to the stage! Mysterio is absolutely obliterated. Brock just stands back up, spits on him, and then leaves without saying a word. Heyman, meanwhile, lingers behind to lecture Rey a few seconds more before chasing after his client. After the Beast is a safe distance away, the medics rush out to attend to the fallen Superhero while a weary hush has overtaken the capacity crowd. Revolution continues elsewhere.


"Hey, you've reached the phone of UWF star Curtis Axel! Sorry I couldn't receive your call, so leave a message at the beep!"

BEEP!

"Hey, Curtis? I thought about your offer…"

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The scene fades in on the cerulean walls of last week, this time though there's two men standing in the room. On one side, Curtis Axel stands in a basic outfit of jeans and a Minnesota Vikings jersey. He may be in Buffalo now, but it doesn't seem to affect Axel as he shows his appreciation for Stefon Diggs regardless. On the other side though, in surprisingly more formal attire is one Shawn Spears.

Curtis Axel: "Hey sorry for the wait, was talking with my wife about dinner. So, you thought over the offer and?"

Shawn Spears: "Well, it felt weird when you first asked, but I guess I could help you out. After all, you are new to the UWF as a company and I've had some experience there. Er, obviously, since you asked me for help."

Axel nods towards Spears.

"So, where to start? I guess it has been a while since I was ever in a title match...last I remember was back in 2009, so definitely been too long since I felt that big fight feel, y'know man? What exactly is it like? The atmosphere, the energy, all of it."

"Well it is...unique. You have to remember, I didn't win the title on Pay-Per-View, it was on an episode of Raw."

"Yeah but you went into an event as champion, so just describe it!"

"Well it made me nervous, for one. Going out onto a big stage like that and wrestling in front of all those people, back then I was...well, almost a rookie compared to now. I mean, I still am a rookie in my eyes when comparing successes, but-"

"You were more of a rookie back then got it, what was your strategy? How did you plan your performance?"

"I didn't."

Axel blinks at Spears.

"I went out there and just winged it."

"So that's why you lost, meaning I need to gameplan against Havoc…"

"No I didn't lose because of a lack of planning! I lost because...because of, uh...god, been eight years so I uh-"

"You lost because you didn't plan to face off with whoever you faced. Whatever, Havoc is easy to plan for. Just watch out for him trying to DQ himself and avoid any stupid strikes and I'm practically champion already!"

"No Curtis, that is the worst mentality to have!"

"Better than the one you had."

Spears nearly tears out what little hair he has on his head, instead opting to punch the wall nearest him.

"That was also eight years ago! If I had the chance now to fight for a title I would have a better mindset than I did back then and a better one than you do right now!"

"Then why didn't you take me up on my offer? I asked if you wanted to be my tag partner and you said no!"

"Because you were bragging about how you didn't need a partner to succeed in the UWF!"

"That didn't mean I wanted to go solo! It was being friends, just messing about!"

"Well…"

Both Axel and Spears stop arguing, the silence only building tension in the room.

"It's getting to about dinner time, I'll leave you to be with your wife."

"...Yeah, you do that."

Axel leaves the room, heading to the dining room while Spears leaves the opposite way, heading for the door. As soon as he's outside, he makes it down the few steps the house has before sitting down. Pulling out his phone, he replays the message he left for Axel in his head.

"Hey, Curtis? I thought about your offer and I…..I wanted to come over, to talk. Would tomorrow be good, maybe at 4:30?"

Spears puts his phone down, just seeming more solemn.

"Why couldn't I just say which offer I was talking about?"

Spears stands up, and gets to his car, leaving the house as the sun slowly begins its descent for the night.


The titantron switches from the Revolution graphic to a feed from backstage. What is almost certainly Palmer Canon's office has been repurposed into something akin to a Barbara Walters 20/20 interview set-up. Comfort from the couch, and an unmistakable coolness from the lifeless, plastic potted plants. On the left sits the Number One Contenders to the UWF World Tag Team Championships, Larry Sweeney and Kyle O'Reilly, Sweet n' Sour Inc. On the right, dressed in more formal attire than her typical beat get-up, the best investigator in the biz, Scoop McCallahan.



She turns to the camera to set up the segment.

Scoops: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm Scoops McCallahan, and tonight I am joined by Sweet n' Sour Incorporated, who have inexplicably stumbled into a title match despite never racking up a single win as a tag team -

Caught off guard by the low blow, the boys interject.

KO'R: Yo... shut up.

Sweeney: Yeah, I thought this was supposed to be a puff piece! Now you listen here -

Scoops: The only interruptions I'm interested in are smoke breaks, fellas. And you didn't let me finish. I was going to say that you two have inexplicably stumbled into a title match despite never racking up a single win as a tag team while adding that Larry hasn't won a match in well over a year, has shown no signs of there being even the slightest hope of him recapturing his former glory, and that Kyle, whose unpinned streak was recently snapped like kite string in Hurricane Katrina, is obviously suffering from compounding psychological trauma from one shipwrecked relationship after the next -



]KO'R: Hey!

Annoyed, Scoops looks up from her notes, graciously permitting Kyle the chance to speak.

KO'R: ... that's not very nice.

Sweeney: No it ain't, Kyle. And if this two-bit, gossip hackette isn't going to even ask us a question then we're -

Scoops: I was getting to that. But I've lost my place. Ah. Yes. Here we are.

She points back at her notes and starts from there.

Scoops: You two have inexplicably stumbled into a title match despite never racking up a single win as a tag team while adding that Larry hasn't won a match in well over a year, has shown no signs of there being even the slightest hope of him recapturing his former glory, and that Kyle, whose unpinned streak was recently snapped like kite string in Hurricane Katrina, is obviously suffering from compounding psychological trauma from one shipwrecked relationship after the next and on that note, it seems that all your success was contingent on outside parties, namely Edge and Christian, the Outsiders, Rick Rude, Mark Henry, etcetera, and that left to your own devices, the both of you are hardly capable of successfully competing in a wrestling contest, let alone challenging for championship gold and -

Mr. 12 Large, fuming and red in the face, sounds off like a steam whistle...



Sweeney: AND?!?!?!

Scoops: - and I was curious... will you both be wearing pink tights, or is that still just "your thing", Larry?

KO'R: Pfft. No. I'm gay but I'm not that ga -

Sweeney: Aha! Ahahaha! Oh, you're smart, huh? Funny too! Funny how? Funny like a clown! Funny like you sit there with your note pad and your research and your facts and your statistics and you think you know Sweet n' Sour, huh? You think our heyday has come and gone? That that tank's all outta fuel? Ha! You're only fueling yourself, McCallahan!

People wrote me off when Omega bit the bust. Remember that? Waaaaaaaaaaay back then? Yeah? Yeah, I took little Kenny Omega to a UWF European Championship run. That was all me! We walked outta Wrestlemania with that gold! And when that was said and done, they wrote me off. Except I was just getting stared. Who brokered the contract to bring Kevin Steen back into this organization? Hmmm? The one guy Ethan Carter swore he'd never re-sign? I did that! And after I rewrote the manual on how to be a manager in this business, well that's when I started lacing up boots and everyone thought I was some kinda joke.... except then I was the longest reigning UWF Champion in history! The Triple Champ! I unified two World's Championsh -

Scoops: How passe. Larry, that's all yesterday's news. Everyone remembers. Nobody cares. Let me let you in on a little secret -

Sweeney: You are gonna let me in on a little secret? Ha!

KO'R: You're not supposed to tell secrets.

Scoops: Ah, let her! This oughta be rich!

McCallahan puts her notepad aside and leans in a little closer.

Scoops: This business? It's what-have-you-done-for-me-lately, and you haven't done much. Anything, really. The fans only care about what's hot this weeks. Who's on top right now? And recently, it's one big flop after the next with you guys.

KO'R: Oh yeah? Well riddle me this, Swoops McGallahad, who are the only guys on the whole roster with a Gatorade sponsorship. Us. That's who. So why don't you go ask them about us, cause they'll probably say we're really good.

Larry folds his arms and smiles smug about that. Kyle, meanwhile, takes a sip of blue Gatorade, doubling down on that whole thing.

Scoops: Yes. I reached out to them for comment on your skid and they assured me under no uncertain terms that if you lose your match at Backlash, they're cutting all ties.

Kyle spits Gatorade out all over the place. Larry can't believe what he's hearing. He stands up, kicks over a potted plant and paces around the room while Scoops looks back at her notes.

Scoops: Their exact words were, "I swear to Christ, if those wrestle guys embarrass us again, its scorched fucking earth. It'll be worse than when we ghosted Carter when he left the Raptors. We're gonna bury them in the same unmarked grave as Mia Hamm, figuratively fucking speaking of course. But really though, we can't be seen to be doing business with fucking losers. Cheat on your wife, fine? Put on a dog fight on your yacht? Maritime law, who cares? But Gatorade doesn't sponsor losers. Not now. Not ever." End quote.

KO'R: Tammy from Gatorade said that?

Scoops; Well normally I'd never reveal my sources, but she was more than happy to go on the record. So yeah. It was Tammy.

Kyle lowers his head, devastated.

KO'R: Everyone I love hurts me...

Sweeney: That's a truck load of bologna, McCallahan! But it's fine! Ha! I'm not even bothered!

Scoops: You seem very bothered...

Sweeney: Well I ain't, toots! Cause here's the thing - a little secret from me to you to scribble down on that Harriet the Spy notepad o' yours! We're gonna win at Backlash! We're gonna cream the Dynamic Duo and the Dudley Boyz in that Tables, Ladders and Chairs match and when that's all said and done, the rest of the whole damn division can line up to have their turn gettin' made famous, too! Our gift to them, as a token of appreciate for having the nerve to think it wise to light a fire under our butts! Oooooh yeah Mama! We're keeping that Gatorade sponsorship, and Tammy can go proper deepthroat and chug back a bottle of the blue stuff while she's eatin' crow!

Times may change, but as a good friend of mine used to say, "history shows again and again how nature points out the folly of man" and Sweet n' Sour proving people wrong is as natural as the sun comin' up in the mornin'!

KO'R: And going to bed at night!

Sweeney: You're God damn right, Kyle! Ha! We're like clockwork, tick-tick-tockin' our way back to the top. I've died in the ring and lost just about everything there is to lose and I'm not about to give up another inch to any of these suckers!

KO'R: We're like blood sugar. Sometimes its low, but a banana, maybe some skittles, and a big bottle of Gatorade is all it takes to make that thing DANGEROUSLY high. We're finna get DANGEROUSLY high, Snoops. Like, it's gonna be a problem. Fruity breath, shaky hand kinda stuff, understand?

Scoops: Horrifyingly, yes.

Sweeney: Good. Well while you're understanding that, understand this, too - this interview is over! We're done here! Catch us at Backlash and once we're Champs again, maybe we'll give you another Sclusie... after we talk to Meltzer and do the Podcast circuit, of course.

Scoops: Don't ever speak that man's name in front of me.

Sweeney: Ha! Like we even care! You hear me, Dave? Tell Alvarez to fire up the Zoom, cause the brand new UWF World Tag Team Champs are comin' in hot! Adios, McCallahan!

Larry leads the way out of the room. Kyle stands up but accidentally spills his Gatorade all over the couch. He picks up some leaves from the potted plant his partner recently kicked over and tries to wipe up the mess but they're super non-absorbent, so they mostly just spread the mess around. Kyle fumbles with it for another awkward few seconds while Scoops just watches, but when it only gets worse still, he hands McCallahan the damp leaf and hustles after Larry. Scoops considers the leaf, crumples it up, and tosses it over he shoulder. She too, turns to leave, when Palmer Canon walks back into room.

Canon: Scoops? What are you doing in here? Why did you move all my furniture around?

She brushes right past him and heads into the hall.

Canon: WHY IS MY COUCH BLUE AND STICKY? WERE THERE SMURFS IN HERE?

He gets no reply as Revolution continues elsewhere.




The Maidenesque riffage of Unleash the Archers' "Call Me Immortal" hits the arena soundsystem as the words "TAYA VALKYRIE" flash up onto the titantron and the fans react with a loud, boisterous pop for the arrival of the right hand woman to the UWF World's Champion. Taya soon emerges from the back, her arms outstretched and a crown worn proudly on her head as she descends the ramp with confident strides, high-fiving fans as she goes.



Tony Chimel: From the Halls of Valhalla, weighing in at 155 pounds, Taya VALKYRIE!

Valkyrie climbs the ring steps, walking along the apron with a slight grin on her face as though she is happy to be competing. She then steps into the ring and moves right to its center before throwing her arms out once more, spinning in a full circle as the fans cheer. Finally, she moves to her corner to await her foe.


SHE'S GOT LEGS, SHE KNOWS HOW TO USE THEM,
SHE NEVER BEGS, SHE KNOWS HOW TO CHOOSE THEM,
SHE'S HOLDING LEGS, WONDERING HOW TO FEEL THEM



The crowd rise to their feet as they await the appearance of the Duchess of Dudleyville. Surely enough, The Duchess emerges from the curtain, waving out to all her fans who have gone wild for her. She stands in the middle of the ramp, only for a second before she begins her way down to the ring.



She obliges to the fans leaning over the railings, begging her for high fives, even stopping to get a photo with one of the fans at rampside. She reaches the bottom of the ramp, making her way over to the steel steps. She sees a young girl, probably around 10 years old and gives her a massive high five before she gives her a hug. The little girls day is made as Stacy climbs up the steel steps.... now it's time for the little girls fathers day to be made as she enters the ring like only she can.



Tony Chimel: From Dudleyville, weighing in at 130 pounds, she is the Duchess of Dudleyville, STACY KEIBLER

Stacy climbs in the ring, going to the corner, lifting her leg onto the top turnbuckle and bending downwards in a stretching motion as she awaits for the match up to start.


DING DING DING


The bell rings and Stacy walks to the center of the ring and places her hands on her hips, practically daring her opponent to come after her. Taya laughs at this and walks up to her, flicking Stacy's hair to the side and giving her two lights taps to the face. She turns her back to her, showing no fear but Stacy grabs her by the hair and pulls her down to the mat, slamming the back of her head! From there she mounts her and starts raining down punches. Taya tries to cover up but Stacy just grabs her head and starts ramming it into the mat over and over again.


Tom Phillips: The Duchess of Dudleyville is absolutely ferocious here. I can see where Spike gets that fire in him sometimes.

Corey Graves: How that loser ever landed a woman like this is beyond me. I'd make an in ring return just to have a match with her.

Mauro Ranallo: Settle down Corey Graves.


Taya finally escapes Stacy's wrath by rolling over and away from here, exiting the ring. Stacy ends up following her out of ring to continue the attack but as she gets close, Taya turns around and blindsides her with a stiff forearm shot the face, knocking the blonde beauty down. Kiebler tries to get back to her feet but Valkyrie grabs her and tosses her into the barricade! Wanting to return the favor, Taya walks over to her and grabs Stacy's head with both hands and starts ramming her head into the barricade over and over again! She backs away and smiles at what she's done, some fans even booing her. Being a relative newcomer to UWF, she doesn't have the same fan fare that Stacy does but she doesn't let it bother her, instead picking up Stacy and throwing her back into the ring.

Stacy is trying to get back to her feet when Taya slides back in. She walks behind her and grabs her in a waist lock. It looks like she might try for a german suplex but Stacy throws some back elbows to the side of her head to break free. Taya is momentarily staggered and Stacy follows up with a straight pump kick to the chest that sends Taya flying back into the corner. Stacy walks to the other side of the ring before running forward, turning into a handspring into a back elbow but Taya kicks her in the back before she can connect! Stacy falls to her hands and knees and Taya once again goes for the waist lock, this time, quickly throwing her back with a release german suplex! She pulls her away from the ropes to make the pin.



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Stacy kicks out!


Corey Graves: There you go Stacy! Keep fighting!

Tom Phillips: I don't think I've ever seen you get so invested in a match before.

Corey Graves: What's not to be invested in? We need more women's matches in UWF damnit!


Taya grabs her by the hair and brings her up to her feet. She's trying to position her for the Road to Valhalla but Stacy uses her long legs to hook behind Taya's and trip her up. With Valkyrie on her back. Stacy just straight up digs her boot into her stomach, moving her foot around like shes squashing a bug. She then picks up Taya nd throws her into the corner. From there she uses her long legs to choke out her opponent, practically lifting Taya off the ground. Even the ref is so impressed that he forgets to do the five count until Taya's been choking for about 5 seconds. Stacy lets her go and with barely any fight in her, Keibler takes her down with a suplex, moving in for the pin.



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Taya kicks out!


Tom Phillips: I've got to hand it to her, Stacy has been impressing me since this match got started.

Corey Graves: Oh trust me, I've been VERY impressed by Stacy her whole career.

Mauro Ranallo: Taya had some very strong words to say in the lead up to this match. Image how she'll feel if she ends up losing end.

Corey Graves: Look if Stacy wants to pin me, i'm letting her pin me.


Stacy grabs her hairs and pulls her back up to her feet. She gives Taya a few slaps to the back of the head, adding some insult to injury. She takes a step back and looks to follow things up with the Kiebler Kick but Taya ducks under it and runs forward into the ropes, coming back with a devastating spear! Stacy holds her stomach and rolls around on the mat while Taya goes up top. The Duchess of Dudleyville slowly gets back to a vertical base but when she does, Valkyrie comes flying off the top rope with the double knees, driving Stacy's head into the mat with the Meteora! Taya waste little time in picking Stacy right back up, hooking both her arms up before lifting her up into the air and slamming her back down on the mat with the Road to Valhalla! She flips Stacy over and hooks the leg for the pin.



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Taya Valkyrie!




Taya looks more than happy to have picked up a win in her debut. Wither neither of their significant others at ringside, Taya celebrates on her own while Stacy is checked on by the ref as the show moves on.



THIS RULES ASS
THAT RULES ASS
WARHORSE
RULES
ASS

THE WARHORSE’S PROMO BOOSTS UP, AND YOU ALREADY KNOW IT’S ABOUT TO BOOT UP LIKE A SASSY GAL ON A SATURDAY NIGHT. THE MAN HIMSELF, WARHORSE IS SITTING AT HIS DESK WITH MICROPHONE IN FRONT OF HIS MOUTH, READY TO TALK THE TALK, SHOOT THE GODDAMN BREEZE.



WARHORSE: G’DAY, DIDGERIDOO. THE WARHORSE IS HERE FOR ANOTHER… EPISODE, OF THE RULIN’ ASS PODCAST. THIS MAY BE THE LAST ONE FOR A WHILE FOLKS, AS REX QUIT FOR UNFORSEEN REASONS, ONE OF THEM THINKING HE’S WORTH ANYTHING.

THE WARHORSE DOESN’T HAVE THE TIME TO BE EDITING THESE SUCKERS UP BETWEEN LIFTING TONS OF GODDAMN WEIGHTS AND CHUGGING TONS OF GODDAMN BEERS EITHER. OUR GUEST IS BELIEVED TO ARRIVE SOON, BUT FRANKLY WITH A MAN LIKE WE’VE GOT ON, I DON’T KNOW IF HE’S GOING TO SHOW AT ALL.

WARHORSE REACHES DOWN AND CRACKS OPEN A BEER SO HE CAN DRINK IT WHILST HE WAITS FOR HIS GUEST.

THE WARHORSE BOUGHT HIS OWN BEER, I TELL YOU THAT’S THE REFRESHMENT HE NEEDED. IF THE WARHORSE WAS SPONSORED BY THIS UNDISCLOSED BRAND OF BEER, HE’D PROMOTE IT, BUT HERE WE ARE WITHOUT A DIME FROM THOSE SONS OF BITCHES. IF YOU WANTED TO PROMOTE YOUR BRAND HERE ON THE POD, I WOULDN’T RECOMMEND IT BECAUSE IT’S PROBABLY DOGSHIT IF YOU NEED THE WARHORSE TO HYPE IT UP TO GET SALES.

WARHORSE TAKES ANOTHER SIP OF HIS BEER WHEN SUDDENLY HIS PHONE STARTS RINGING. THE WARHORSE PICKS IT UP BECAUSE OF COURSE, HE DOES DUMBASS, WHAT IS THE MAN GONNA DO LEAVE THIS PROMO SHOT PHONE CALL ON HOLD?

WHAT’S FUCKING GOOD MY GUY? OH, MAN I’M COPING UP GOOD MYSELF, WHEN YOU GETTIN’ HERE, PAL? I GOT THE LISTENERS WAITING FOR YOU BECAUSE FRANKLY, I NEEDED TO GET THIS SUCKER STARTED... YEAH. OH. ALRIGHT. JUST ROUND THE CORNER? NOW? I’M READY. COME DOWN, I’M IN THE BACK.

WARHORSE SLIGHTLY LOWERS HIS PHONE, NOT HANGING UP AND WAITS FOR HIS ANONYMOUS GUEST TO ARRIVE WHEN SUDDENLY SOMEONE KNOCKS ON THE DOOR OF THE WARHORSE, HE OPENS IT UP TO SHOCKINGLY REVEAL THE ULTIMATE GODDAMN WARRIOR BROTHER.



THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: WHAT’S GOOD BROTHER, TRAFFIC HELD ME UP.

WARHORSE: NO PROBLEM AT ALL, PAL. TAKE A SEAT AND WE’LL GET THIS INTERVIEW UNDERWAY.

WARRIOR HEADS OVER AND SITS DOWN AS THE WARHORSE DOES SO TOO.

I’M GONNA CUT TO THE CHASE BROTHER, AIN’T YOUR RACIST ASS LIKE DEAD OR SOMETHING?

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: NO BROTHER, YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY IN THE MUMMY, “DEATH IS ONLY THE BEGINNING”. AT LEAST THE WARRIOR DOES BELIEVE SO.

WARHORSE: DOES HE?

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: HE DOES.

WARHORSE: SO WHAT ARE YOU, A ZOMBIE?

WARRIOR DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO TAKE THIS.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: I- I DON’T THINK SO BROTHER.

WARHORSE: WANT A BEER?

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: NO I’M FINE-

WARHORSE: DO YOU BELIEVE IN GOD?

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: YEAH I’M A RELIGIOUS GUY.

REX SURPRISINGLY OFF CAMERA IS PUTTING HIS FIST UP HIS SHIRT FOR NO REAL REASON, IN A SHOCKING TERM OF EVENTS, THE MAN WHO LITERALLY LEFT HIS JOB LAST WEEK IS HERE.

WARHORSE BLOWS AN AIR HORN.

WARHORSE: FOCUS, YOUR SON’S HERE.



SAD MUSIC STARTS TO BEGIN AS WARRIOR LOOKS DAZED OFF INTO THE DISTANCE AS IF HE DOESN’T KNOW THAT IN WARHORSE’S CONTRACT HE MUST DO A ERIC ANDRE REFERENCE EVERY EPISODE.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT? YOU BROUGHT ME BACK FROM THE DEAD FOR THIS.

WARHORSE: HEY LOOK PAL, PEOPLE HAVE BEEN BROUGHT BACK FOR A WHOLE LOT LESS.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: WHAT?

WARHORSE: YOU WOULDN’T GET IT, GUY. REGARDLESS, WE NEED TO TALK SHIT ABOUT SOME FOLK.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: WHAT FOLK? BLACK FOL-

WARHORSE: LOOK HERE GUY, THIS AIN’T THE GODDAMN PLATFORM FOR YOUR RACIST RANTS JAMES. TAKE THAT SHIT ELSEWHERE OR SOMEWHERE GODDAMN ELSE.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: AW, ALRIGHT THEN BROTHER.

WARHORSE: NAH BROTHER, RUMOUR HAS IT BRAUN HAS LESNAR THIS WEEK, THAT SON OF A BITCH IS GONNA GET HIS HEAD CAVED IN. SO BAD THE WARHORSE MIGHT HAVE TO CALL THE GODDAMN MEDICS, AND WHILE THEY MAY DISLIKE THE WARHORSE BECAUSE HE MAY HAVE BANGED THEIR GODDAMN MOMS, IT’S IRRELEVANT.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: YE-

WARHORSE: IT’S THEIR JOB AND DOING YOUR JOB IS ESSENTIAL TO STAYING EMPLOYED. WAIT WHAT AM I SAYING.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: BROTHER, IT LITERALLY DOESN’T MATTER, NOBODY LISTENS TO YOUR ASS.

WARHORSE: SHUT THE FUCK UP BROTHER, NOBODY UNDERSTANDS YOU EITHER.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: ALL YOU DO IS SHOUT NOTHING.

WARHORSE: SO DO YOU, THAT IS SO GODDAMN IRONIC. WHATEVER THOUGH MAN, IT DOESN’T FUCKING MATTER.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: YOU GONNA DO THAT WHEEL OR SOME SHIT?

WARHORSE: NO, WE DON’T DO THAT ANYMORE. YOU LISTEN TO THE POD THOUGH?

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: IT HELPS ME SHIT, BROTHER.

WARHORSE: TOO MUCH GODDAMN INFORMATION, GHEEZ. I’M GONNA CALL IT A WRAP THOUGH, BECAUSE FRANKLY NOBODY GIVES A SHIT WHAT YOU’VE BEEN DOING BEYOND DEATH, ESPECIALLY WITH THAT TYPA INFORMATION.

THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR: I WAS JUST GETTING TO THE GOOD PART, YOU GOTTA USE SANDPAPER FOR EXTRA SCRAPING-

WARHORSE: AND THAT’S IT FOR THIS EPISODE OF THE RULIN ASS PODCAST, AS I SAID AT THE START OF THIS EPISODE, IT MAY BE THE LAST FOR A WHILE, AND I FOR ONE AM GRATEFUL.





Cameras cut to the backstage area where Paul Heyman and Brock Lesnar are standing by ahead of the upcoming match with Braun Strowman.




PAUL HEYMAN


Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Paul Heyman, and tonight I come to you not as an advocate, or a manager, merely a messenger to those of you at home and also to the men in the immediate path of the beast Brock Lesnar. Tonight Brock is laser focused on one main goal and that is humiliating the so called monster among men. Braun tonight an example will be made out of you. You may very well be the biggest man in this company right now, so kudos to you. However, that means you are exactly the fight Brock Lesnar wants tonight. This evening at your expense, everyone here will have solidified their view on my client in that he is the most unstoppable force this company has to offer and he is no match for any wrestler on the roster, or any monster on the roster. Now of course I am a smart enough guy to realize that there may be some among you that are hoping, hell some of you I'm sure are counting on Brock Lesnar getting his ass beat tonight, and to you very select people I do offer my sincerest apologies in advance.


BROCK LESNAR


Braun Strowman, tonight I make you the bitch among men. Your strength and size mean absolutely nothing to me. Tonight is about proving a point and making a statement. That's right...are you listening Rey Mysterio? I want you to go get your high chair, plant it in front of a television set, and pay close attention to what I do to Braun tonight. I want you to think to yourself as you watch, hey if he is doing this to a guy of that size, I wonder what he could possibly do to me? Tonight is going to be a fantastic example of what is to come Rey. You see at Backlash I'm going to leave you in a pool of your own blood. I'm going to break you in places you didn't think possible. I'm going to leave you in the middle of that ring while medical professionals are tending to your wounds wondering just what in the hell you were thinking poking the bear. Tonight I'm going to toss Strowman around like a rag doll. I'm taking his big ugly ass to school where he is going to learn a very important lesson the hard way. Suplex City, F-5, victory...the lesson of life that Braun is going to learn tonight, and Rey Mysterio it is what you have to look forward too.




The scene opens in Director of Tag Talent Drake Maverick's office, where the man himself is pacing and speaking on his cellphone.



DRAKE MAVERICK
Yes, well, I see what you are saying. And believe me, if your 'boys' had earned the right to compete in a UWF ring, I'd have made sure they were competing in one! I'm all about fresh talent, sir, and providing those talents with opportunities to excel. Should I run down the list of teams whose success I consider a credit to my own achievements?

There's a knock on the door. Drake covers his receiver and shouts, "Just a moment!" before returning to his phone call.

All is well. And I appreciate your feedback. But I have just had a knock at my door. Yes, goodbye.

Drake hangs up, then sighs. He gives himself a moment to breathe before gathering himself up and heading to the door. As soon as he turns the handle, it opens, and...

MATT RIDDLE
HEY, bro! How are you doing? SO. Me and the CuetBro have just been having a little tête-à-tête in our locker room and we were thinking, bro.. Y’know how last week we absolutely cycloned Sweet N Sour Inc. Well, seeing as they are inside that tag team title match at Backlash.. We were just thinking about y’know.. We should probably get a piece of that action, right bro?

Riddle begins to slowly make his way into Maverick’s office with Matanza slowly following behind. Drake backs up as the pairing are somewhat forcing their way in.

MATT RIDDLE
Listen, bro. We don’t want to pressure you about it or anything but it’s not like it was a simple back and forth match oh no, we demolished their asses you know what I mean, bro?

Riddle puts his hand out waiting for a fist bump from Drake Maverick who doesn’t oblige and goades the two into his office. They both take a seat as Maverick shuts the door.

DRAKE MAVERICK
Listen, gentlemen. The plans for the tag team championship match at Backlash have already been made. I can’t just change the match on a whim!

MATANZA CUETO
Mmhmhm mhmhmh! Mhmhmhmmmm! Mhm mmmm!

MATT RIDDLE
Yeah, exactly, bro. Why not?

DRAKE MAVERICK
There’s people much higher up than me. I can’t just put you in the match because I feel like it. It’s not that easy.

MATT RIDDLE
Drake, listen to me bro. I think you’re a top notch bro and I would honestly share a kilo with you but right now, you’re blabbering, bro. You’re really not gonna give a pay-per-view match to the best bros in the whole division?! Is there literally no one at all that we cou-

Suddenly, a voice interjects.

TORU YANO
Oh Mister Maverick, glad to see you!

Stood at the door of Maverick’s office are the pairing of Toru Yano and Tomohiro Ishii. Yano is looking at his DVDs as he proceeds to speak to Drake, seemingly not even noticing Monster High's presence as Ishii glares at Matanza.

TORU YANO
We have been looking on for a couple of weeks now but you always seem to be missing. Anyway we had you signed up to the please ask again later list for our DVD’s so we are here to ask you what DVD you wanted to buy. We have the classics “Yano and Ishii go to Every Disneyland”, “Yano and Ishii presents: Cops Japan Division”, “Yano and Ishii play Badminton”. And we even have new ones like “Yano and Ishii and the United States Presidents”, “Yano and Ishii watch paint dry”, and my new favorite “Yano and Ishii: Ghost Hunters”. So what do you say?

MATT RIDDLE
Oh come on, bro, really? These two idiots?

DRAKE MAVERICK
I never actually said you’d be in a ma-

Riddle puts his finger over Maverick’s lips as he and Matanza stand toe to toe with Yano and Ishii and Yano finally realizes they're present.

TORU YANO
Oh look who is here, the psycho in a mask and his stoner friend. You know we had that match two weeks ago and you somehow beat us. But I regret to inform you that we were not one hundred percent that day. We had a long shoot the previous day for our new movie, for which by the way the trailer will be dropping at Backlash, so we were not feeling our best, but now we have no more shooting that needs to be done so we can easily beat you now. So what do you say, you want to go round two?

MATT RIDDLE
Toru YanBRO and TomohirBRO Ishii.. What a delight it is to see you again, bros. We know you’re desperate to face us again after we handed your asses to you so... We
accept and we’ll prove to you, Drake, that we deserve a shot at those tag team titles, bro.

Drake looks from Monster High to Ishii and Yano and back again, then nods and claps his hands together. Rarely has business been this easy. He's happy to take the opportunity while he can.

DRAKE MAVERICK
Alright! It’s official then! Monster High — Matt Riddle and Matanza Cueto — will take on Toru Yano and Tomohiro Ishii at Backlash. And to make things a little more spicy, let's say it will be for the Number One Contendership to the UWF World Tag Championships! Now, if you could excuse me, gentlemen, I have pressing matters to attend to.

Matt Riddle and Matanza walk out, staring down Yano and Ishii as they exit. Ishii is right behind them, and Yano moves to follow him, but then turns back.

TORU YANO
So about that DVD…

DRAKE MAVERICK
OUT!

Yano rushes out as the feed moves on.


DING DING!

Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...





Both Steve Austin and Finn Balor comes out as Wu-Tang Clan - Protect Ya Neck starts playing. They both look at each other as they nod and they look at the crowd. Finn Balor finger guns into the air as he smirk and he puts it down while Stone Cold is trash talking to the crowd. Then they both walk down the entrance ramp and they both climb the steel steps on opposite side. Then Finn Balor walk along the ring as he stops and he turns around to face the crowd. He leans across the ropes s he walk toward the turnbuckle and he climbs it. He strike a pose as he spreads both of his arms out while Stone Cold does his usual ring walk in the ring. Stone Cold trash talk as he goes up the turnbuckle and raises both of his arms into the air. Then he climbs down and he does the same thing until he finished posing on all the turnbuckles. Then they both walk toward their corner of the ring as they wait silently for their opponents to come out.



Tony Chimel: “The following contest is a tag team match! Already in the ring, weighing in at a combined weight of 387 lbs, Steve Austin and Finn Balor, The Skull Club! And the opponents...



The funky beat of Walk The Moon's "Headphones" plays and the crowd starts to boo as it means the arrival of the former World Tag Team Champions, Sami Zayn and Becky Lynch.

Tony Chimel: At a combined weight of 346 pounds, Sami Zayn and Becky Lynch, the Dynamic Duo!

The Dynamic Duo come out from the back dancing up a storm, not a care in the world for the fans or their opponents. In these moments, its just two friends having a good time. They dance all the way down the ramp and slide into the ring. They pose on the separate turnbuckles while still bobbing their head to the music. They jump down and get ready for their match.

DING DING!

As the ring bell sounds, in the corner of the Skull Club it is decided that Stone Cold will start things off as in the corner of the Dynamic Duo it is decided that Sami Zayn will start things off as Becky Lynch and Finn Balor take their respective places on the apron. Sami is all smiles while Austin is giving him a serious glare that would make his opponent drop dead if looks could kill as the two men approach each other. The former four time UWF Champ takes a swing at Zayn but he’s too quick as he leaps back to avoid it as Steve follows where he moves to and throws another punch in that direction as this time, Sami sidesteps. Austin follows where he moves to again and throws a third punch but Sami sidesteps once again as this time, Austin charges him and goes for the Lou Thesz Press but Sami leaps to the side and the veteran Rattlesnake hits nothing but mat.

Austin pops up, holding his braced knees for a moment as Sami continues to smile at him. Ol’ Stone Cold lunges at Sami, going for the neck with both hands, but the, “Underdog from the Underground” grabs his wrists and kicks him in the stomach. Zayn turns and applies a Three-Quarter Face Lock and appears to be getting ready to use Austin’s own move on him but Austin pushes on his back, sending Sami forward into the ropes. Stone Cold gives chase as Zayn leaps up and puts both feet on the middle rope, using it to launch himself backward as he sticks his elbow back, intent on hitting his opponent, but Steve avoids it and grabs Sami out of the air, falling backward to the mat and slamming him on his back.

Zayn’s legs go over his head as he ends up on his feet and staggers to the ropes opposite from where he was previously, reaching out with one arm to grab the rope and stop himself as Stone Cold is up and power walking towards him. Sami sees his opportunity and charges Steve, catching him off guard with a Lou Thesz Press as he starts teeing off with rapid punches to the UWF Legend, laughing as he does it.

Tom Phillips: Well you know what they say about imitation.

Mauro Ranallo: I don’t think there’s any flattery intended here, Tom, and the only sincerity is how sincere Sami is in his mockery of Stone Cold.

Corey Graves: Stone Cold doesn’t need anyone else to make a mockery of him, he’s doing that on his own!

Sami relents on the punching and stands up, this time pointing at Austin and laughing as Stone Cold climbs to his feet. Once he’s there, he goes to deck the cocky Zayn but Sami grabs his arm and twists it, holding it behind Steve’s back as the veteran starts to cry out in response to the discomfort, all the while violently flailing his free arm every which way in an attempt to hit his opponent and break free of the predicament he’s in. Sami again takes pity on the older grappler as he releases his arm, Stone Cold turning around and immediately trying to deck him with the arm that wasn’t just worked over but again, Sami sees it coming and leaps backward to avoid it.

Austin has had enough as he walks over to his corner, Sami allowing him to do it, as he tags in Finn Balor and the two men trade places with Finn entering the ring and Austin exiting it to stand on the apron. Sami puts his arms out and motions for Finn to bring it as Finn charges but then Sami puts his arms out with his hands open, palms facing Finn who stops in his tracks. Zayn then grabs Finn’s cheek and wiggles it, letting go soon after as he walks over to his own corner and tags in Becky Lynch, telling her to ”Handle the light work”

Becky smirks as she and Sami trade places, in agreeance by her demeanor that the team standing across from them is indeed “light work” as Finn suddenly takes her down with a Slingblade. As Becky gets up, there’s a look of shock on her face as well as the face of Sami on the apron as Balor wears a confident smile. Her shock doesn’t last long though as it’s replaced by a look of determination as she and Finn approach one another.

Tom Phillips: This powder keg’s set to go off!

Mauro Ranallo: We’ll see if Finn fares better against Becky than Stone Cold did against Sami.

Corey Graves: A lucky Slingblade means nothing, the Dynamic Duo are going to snuff out this little club and get the momentum they need for Backlash!

Balor throws a punch that connects with the top of Becky’s head as Becky fires back with a punch of her own. Finn goes to return fire but Becky gets her arm up and blocks it, then grabs Balor’s arm with both hands and turns and wrenches it over her own shoulder. A cry and look of pain happens as Finn holds his arm, Becky turning back around to face him as she delivers a Toe Kick and rakes the abdomen of her opponent with her foot, then pulls him in and hooks her arm around his head, draping his arm into place as she delivers a quick Suplex.

Becky Balboa is up to her feet, hopping about ready for Balor to get up. Finn gets up and goes for a Forearm Strike but Becky gets both arms up to block, grabbing Finn’s wrists with her hands as she puts her foot on his abdomen and falls back, delivering a sort of Eat DeFeet to his abdomen while also sending him for the ride with a Monkey Flip. Balor manages to land on his feet as Becky walks towards him and Balor goes for a Pele’ Kick but Becky grabs the ankle of the foot he’s kicking with and manages to slam it against the mat, using Finn’s own momentum against him.

Balor pops up from the mat, favoring the leg, as Lynch connects with a Bulldog. As he’s down, Becky grabs the arm she wrenched earlier and is looking for the Disarm Her as Finn tries to keep her from applying it.

Tom Phillips: If Becky cinches this in, this could be over in a heartbeat!

Mauro Ranallo: The Dynamic Duo want that momentum heading into Backlash!

Corey Graves: Skull Club wanted to play chess, and now they’re likely regretting that decision and I say good, they should be sorry!

Balor manages to fight up from the mat as he pulls his arm out of Becky’s reach and backhands the “Lass Kicker” by bringing the same arm around and popping her across the face. Enraged, Lynch hauls back and punches Finn square in the mouth and then takes him to the mat with a Dropkick. Balor climbs to his feet as she leaps up and connects with another one as he hits the ropes, extending his arms to each side to catch himself. As he catches himself, he goes to come off the ropes to approach Becky but Sami comes running along the apron and blasts him with a Helluva Kick, sending him crashing and burning to the floor.

Zayn scrambles back onto the apron as Becky tags him in and Sami drops to the floor and heads over to Finn, delivering a stomp to his downed opponent as Finn tries to roll away. Balor manages to get to his knees and rests both arms on top of the ring barricade as Zayn delivers a kick to his back, the toes of his boot connecting with Finn’s spine. Finn winces in pain, leaning backward slightly and slinking to his knees but straightens back up and turns, throwing an elbow to the jaw of Sami.

Sami is knocked back as Finn charges and connects with a Slingblade as Zayn is taken off his feet. Balor rises to his feet and slides into the ring, running into the opposite ropes and springing off of them as he goes through the ropes in front of him and takes down the rising Sami with a Suicide Dive! Balor gets to his feet again and goes to re-enter the ring but Becky does a Running Senton off the apron onto him to knock him down. As she gets back to a vertical base, she helps Sami up and the two high five before Sami slides back into the ring.

As Becky puts the boots to Finn, suddenly she’s spun around as Stone Cold is there and starts teeing off with rapid punches.

Tom Phillips: And the cavalry has arrived from the apron!

Mauro Ranallo: The “Texas Rattlesnake” is fired up, Tom!

Corey Graves: Stone Cold hitting a woman...again. Instead of advising others to protect their neck with their theme song, Austin especially needs to protect his back!

As Becky now starts trading punches with the living legend, Finn slides into the ring to deal with Sami, who goes after him immediately and starts stomping on his upper back and shoulders. Balor manages to get up enough to grab the sides of Zayn’s thighs and flips him onto his back as he then rolls through and lands on his feet into a bridging pin.

ONE!


TWO!


NO!

Sami manages to kick out of the predicament as Finn creates some distance. As both men get to their feet, Finn charges and goes for another Slingblade but Sami catches him and manages to reverse into a Deep Six. Zayn covers and hooks the leg.

ONE!


TWO!

NO!

Finn kicks out as Sami creates some distance but it’s short lived as when Balor gets to his feet, Sami grabs him and whips him into the corner. Zayn charges after but Finn stops himself in the corner and tags in Stone Cold as Austin uses the top rope to launch himself into the ring, using it as an aid to get more air on the Lou Thesz Press as the “Bionic Redneck” is lighting into Sami and looking as though he’s enjoying every second of it.

After a moment, Austin relents as he climbs to his feet and brings Sami with him. As he sets Sami on his feet, Zayn decks Stone Cold on the bridge of the nose as Austin hits the corner. Sami leaps at his opponent but he moves out of the way and Sami hits the turnbuckle chest first. As he bounces off of it, Austin turns him around and grabs one of the ropes as he begins stomping a mudhole into the prone Zayn.

Tom Phillips: Well Sami’s certainly not dodging Austin now!

Mauro Ranallo: It’s been awhile since we’ve seen the Rattlesnake fire up like this!

Corey Graves: Are you suffering from amnesia too? Austin put the boots to someone last week!

Stone Cold flips off Sami with both middle fingers before going for one extra impactful stomp but Sami rolls out of the corner and Austin hits the middle turnbuckle pad. Zayn gets to his feet and drives the veteran’s head into the top turnbuckle and then backs away before charging and hitting Austin with a Helluva Kick to the back of the head! Sami then moves his leg down and grabs Austin, bringing him through the middle rope so that his shoulder hits the abdomen of Balor as Finn is knocked off the apron.

Sami now turns and throws Austin to the mat as Austin slides on his stomach before stopping, propping himself up on his elbows and forearms as Sami comes sprinting over and puts one boot down on Austin’s head with a Curb Stomp! Zayn heads over to his corner now and tags Becky back into the match as the two of them trade places, Becky walking over to a dizzy Austin and going for a kick to the stomach but he catches her foot and casts it aside. Lynch goes for a kick with the other leg as her other foot is planted but Austin is quicker on the draw as he kicks her in the stomach and connects with a Stone Cold Stunner!

Austin goes for the cover.

ONE!


TWO!


NO!

Becky kicks out as Stone Cold gets up to his feet and waits on her to get to hers. As she does, Austin flips her off with both fingers and goes for the kick but Becky catches his leg and puts it back on the mat before then diving at it with a Chop Block as the knee buckles and Stone Cold goes down. Lynch stomps on the bad knee a few times, then drops her own leg across it. As she gets up from this, she heads over to her corner and tags Sami back into the match as the two trade places.

Zayn looks all too pleased to be back in the ring with the “Texas Rattlesnake” as he starts half-circling around, waiting to see if he gets up or can get up. Austin sits up holding his knee with both hands, then punches it a few times with his right as he scoots over to the ropes and starts using them to pull himself to his feet. On the way up, Sami charges but Austin sees him out of the corner of his eye and pulls the rope down, sending him toward the outside but Sami manages to land on the apron. As he does, Austin decks him in the nose with a punch and then grabs the back of his head, charging and throwing Sami into Becky as both of them crash and burn to the floor.

Tom Phillips: The Dynamic Duo are both down!

Mauro Ranallo: Mamma Mia what a landing!

Corey Graves: Sami and Becky will not be made fools of! They’ll bounce back from this!

As Sami and Becky try to regain their bearings on the outside, Austin heads over to his corner and tags in Balor. Finn enters the ring and heads over to the corner of the Dynamic Duo, climbing up on the turnbuckle as he stands straight up. Without a second of hesitation, Balor leaps off, going for the Coup de Grace as Sami pushes Becky out of the way and takes the full brunt of the move. As Balor climbs to his feet after impact, Becky dives on him and starts throwing furious, windmill style punches everywhere she can land one.

Austin now makes his way over and grabs her around the waist, lifting up and leading her away as Finn re-enters the ring. Zayn sits up holding his upper body, then manages to stagger to his feet as he limps toward the ring and sort of throws himself onto the apron, rolling in under the bottom rope. Balor starts stomping on him as he re-enters the ring as Austin now rolls Lynch into the ring. Becky crawls over top of Sami, putting her arm out and her hand up as a means of telling Finn to back off. Finn thinks about it for a second, then hits her in the face with a Basement Dropkick!

With the Dynamic Duo stacked up, Balor returns to the top turnbuckle as he leaps off and connects with a Coup de Grace onto them!

Corey Graves: This is heinous! Sami Zayn probably has broken ribs and Finn Balor couldn’t care less! Not to mention, why isn’t the referee doing anything?

Tom Phillips: Don’t we usually speak in a different order?

Mauro Ranallo: It feels weird being the last one to speak.

Becky rolls off of Sami and starts crawling towards the ropes but Finn grabs her by the ankle and pulls her towards him but she rolls over and kicks him back. Balor stops himself and starts approaching her again as the referee finally gets involved as he steps between them, Balor arguing that she’s legal and Becky standing there with her arms spread, inviting an attack. While the disagreement is going on, Sami suddenly gets Finn with a Schoolboy as the ref suddenly starts counting.

Corey Graves: Who hired this referee?

ONE!


TWO!

NO!

Balor kicks out as Sami gets up, holding his ribs and moving gingerly, appearing to be on his last gasp in this one. Becky has exited the ring at this point as Finn goes to finish Sami off. He leaps up and connects with a Running Front Dropkick that knocks Sami into the turnbuckle. As Sami comes staggering out of the corner, Finn charges him and goes for another one but Sami moves and Finn crotches the ring post and falls backward into a sort of Tree of Woe position as Sami charges and does a baseball slide, kicking Finn in the face and causing his head to hit the bottom turnbuckle pad.

Sami, clearly wearing out, has his hands underneath Finn’s arms as he drags him from the corner and stands him on his feet. Zayn then picks him up and connects with the Blue Thunder Bomb but on impact falls back, too exhausted to stay sitting up and go for the cover. Zayn is lying there breathing heavily as Becky is smacking the turnbuckle pad in their corner to will him back into it. Meanwhile, Austin is stomping on the apron but both he and a Lynch have an arm outstretched to their respective partner.

Tom Phillips: What a battle we’ve seen between these two teams tonight!

Mauro Ranallo: Who’s going to get the much needed tag?

Corey Graves: Come on, Sami! COME ONNN!!!!!

Sami is still lying there as Finn is on his stomach, Army crawling slowly towards the anxious Austin. Becky starts crying out to Sami as he puts a hand down to each side of him and starts to push upward. Closer and closer approaches Balor, inch by inch, as Sami starts to slowly bring himself up, the pain in his expression clear like every second is more excruciating than the last.

Tom Phillips: Who’s going to make it?

Sami is now sitting up but after a second, falls back flat as Finn is now about halfway to Austin.

Mauro Ranallo: Mamma Mia! Look at the toll this has all taken on Sami Zayn!

Zayn now kips up to his feet as everyone watching him do it looks surprised, including Stone Cold and Becky as well as Sami himself. Zayn limps into a run as he leaps off of Finn’s shoulder and comes down on Austin with a clubbing forearm that knocks the Rattlesnake off the apron as the fans start booing maliciously at Sami who follows this up by climbing up the turnbuckle, albeit while favoring his ribs and on shaky legs.

Corey Graves: As sure as I live and breathe, Sami Zayn has found his second wind!

Zayn holds his ribs as he stands straight up, then leaps off as he draws his legs upward and drives them downward upon landing on Finn!

Tom Phillips: The Coup de Grace!

Mauro Ranallo: Finn Balor just got hit with his own move! Is it enough to put him away?

Corey Graves: Of course it is!

Sami covers Finn as the referee counts.

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!

DING DING DING!

Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, The Dynamic Duo!



Tom Phillips: Well it was a cheap way to do it, but they got their momentum.

Mauro Ranallo: Well on the bright side, the Skull Club put on a spirited performance and, I feel, opened a lot of eyes in this contest.

Corey Graves: Well then those people don’t really have their eyes open because the only spirited performance we got this time and get every time is from the future UWF Tag Team Champions, The Dynamic Duo.


Charly Caruso: Ladies and gentlemen, joining me at this time: WALTER.

WALTER steps in front of the camera, showing Charly look like female Frodo.

Charly Caruso: WALTER, earlier today we have seen your video where you were in Vienna-

WALTER: Wien. Do I call New York, Neue York? Some respect. Mein Gott!

Charly Caruso: Sorry WALTER. Can we learn the motivation behind that documentary?

WALTER: Documentary, yes. I was offended by you calling it a "video" because it is much more than that. It is not like those videos on Youtube. It is not a stupid reaction or reaction to a reaction. It is a "video" that is going to show my past. The enviroment that I grew up in. How the WALTER you see became that he is as of now... What did he fight through? And my motivation behind this to show people in the back what I have been through. They think I came from the low leagues of Europe but that is where the fight is the hardest, stiffest. That is where the really strong ones survive and others... They cease to exist. But people who grew up on sunny beaches of Miami, posh guys and girls that socialised with their friends happily... They do not know that struggle and it is easy for them to look down but I am sure none of them would last a month at that place! And most of them would quit in day one, aber nicht ich. Niemals. Ich gebe mich trotz der Bedingungen nie auf! Ich werde bis zum Ende kämpfen!

Charly Caruso: What does that mean?

WALTER: Learn German and understand. Life is complicated but it got it's own rules, it's own structure. Like world's best language, German. And you don't always understand life as well, you have to work a bit to understand it. Life does not tell you everything. Neither do I. If you want to understand, go and learn German. Like I have learned English to express myself to all of you. To make you understand nothing but the truth.

Charly Caruso: Okay... WALTER, what will we see in the next two episodes?

WALTER: My past.

Charly Caruso: Can you be a bit more specific?

WALTER looks at Caruso, takes a deep breath from his nose.

WALTER: Pain. Agony. Struggle. Battle. Defeat. Victory. You will see a man forged by iron and blood!

Charly Caruso: One last question, do you have any other words for your opponents at Backlash?

WALTER thinks a bit and then smiles.

WALTER: Ich werde gewinnen. You may need translation. Let me tell you it in every language because it has an universal way to express.

WALTER takes his right hand a bit up. He takes his one finger up. Then second. And then the third. Shows his three fingers at camera and raises his right arm as if the referee lifts it after he is victorious.
He takes his arm down, gets a few steps closer to camera. He looks right at the camera.


WALTER: Verstanden?

WALTER turns 180 degree back swiftly and leaves.


The scene opens to the sound of gloves hitting flesh. Two men throw hooks at each other to the roaring applause of a rabid crowd behind them. An underground fight club. Money passes around in sync with the punches as the scene expands out...



The skinnier man throws a hook that stuns the larger man and capitalizes with an uppercut and a superman punch that knocks the poor guy clean out. The crowd erupts and money continues to pass around as the victor celebrates. He's cocky now. Posing to the crowd and daring anyone to face him. The crowd is wild as ever, but suddenly they quiet down. They've been silenced. The victor is confused, teasing them for being scared... but unbeknownst to him a certain man already stands behind him, gloves on, stance ready, and eyes filled with a desire for violence. The victor turns around to be startled by a polarizing face...



Katsuyori Shibata. His cold black eyes peer into the heart of the former victor, who's looking for a way out of this. He turns back to see money already being passed around, and not in his favor. No backing out now. He has to face the music, and so he does. The fight starts and the crowd isn't near as wild as before. The polarizing figure of Katsuyori Shibata has intimidated the crowd. They aren't sure what's about to happen, and neither is Shibata's opponent. The man carefully walks up to the wrestler, and is greeted with a lighting fast hook that immediately drops the man unconscious. Blink and you'd miss it, Shibata just killed a man. The defeated man is carried off by the employees, eyes staring up at the dark ceiling. Probably thinking he chose the wrong day to come, if he's capable of that right now. Shibata is unsatisfied though. He isn't just here for the training, he's here for lust. A lust for violence that he's had ever since becoming entrenched in the horrors of Vinny Marseglia. Shibata motions er... demands for a challenger to appear.  Nobody really wants to stack up against him, but the higher-ups don't want to make Shibata angry, so some poor fella is shoved out into the circle by the employees. Shibata gives the guy about 5 seconds to process what's happening before he pounces...

Cross to the side of the head, but shockingly Shibata doesn't get all of it, and the opponent lives to fight a few more moments. The future victim is actually able to land a body shot to the gut of Shibata, but that's quickly answered with a throttling uppercut that almost sends the guy into the crowd. The crowd pushes him back into the fight and Shibata is sure to pay his dues with a body shot of his own and then a crushing blow to the side of the head that ends the guy's day. He drops to the ground like a limp noodle. A hush falls over the crowd as even they couldn't forsee the sheer violence of all this. Shibata doesn't care though. He wants more, he demands more. And so he shall recieve. A giant half a foot taller than Shibata makes his way into the circle, and the crowd gets rowdy again. Money is shifted all around. Bets go to each side evenly and the big guy makes sure Shibata know how much he likes that. Shibata responds with nothing but a robotic cold stare. He's just here for the violence, not the money or the approval of the crowd. He keeps that cold stare as the fight begins...

The big guy tries to catch Shibata off guard with two quick body shots to weaken the strong style killer. The first one hits but Shibata blocks the other one. The big guy immediately tries to take advantage of Shibata's motion with a hook thinking he won't be quick enough to counter... but he's sorely mistaken. Shibata delivers a lighting quick cross that sends the big guy back. That blow would've knocked out the two previous guys, but the big dude is tougher, but also slower. Shibata doesn't try to capitalize, instead letting the big guy answer back with a jab. The guy then tires to go for a cross but Shibata shifts his head out of target and gets off a pot shot body jab. The big guy then suddenly catches Shibata off guard with a big uppercut. It hurts Shibata, but it takes a lot out of the big man as Shibata answers with another body blow. The big man picks up on what's happening, and knows he can't let it go long. So he tries to pounces with a jab and a superman punch but Shibata dodges and gets off yet another body blow that hurts the big fella. The big fella answers with a cross that connects and nearly stuns Shibata but he's there to dodge when the big man tries to finish with a hook. Shibata uses the big man's momentum to twist around him so that he's forced to face the music shall he turn around. The big fella does exactly that and  Shibata meets him with a left hook to the head and then an terrifying punch to the stomach. The big man keels over and that's when Shibata hits yet another groan-inducing body blow and he doesn't even wait a millisecond before delivering a third and last harrowing body blow that sends the man crumpled over to the concrete, crying out. 

Shibata just stands there, looking down at the big man with satisfaction. His lust for violence has been fulfilled... for now at least. The crowd is shocked at the sight, and a few even leave as the sight of the man's spine tingling screams on the ground are too much. Shibata's eyes are cold black, either unaware or uncaring of the feelings he caused amongst those in the crowds. The shade in his eyes suddenly change though. He catches something out of his periphreal that makes his heart skip. A memoir of the past. A person of the past. The person rears their head around for Shibata to see...



A gasp escapes Shibata as he drops his gloves and exits the fighting circle, leaving the big man screaming as sounds of ambulance sirens fade out. He walks off to search for the man of his past... but he's vanished. Shibata looks every which way but can't seem to find the man he's looking for. He walks off into the darkness as the scene cuts out.


Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...



Lesnar's music sends waves of disgust throughout the arena. Not to long after, Paul Heyman strolls out with his client, Brock Lesnar right behind him. Both men make their way ever so casually down to the ring.

Tony Chimel: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by his Advocate, Paul Heyman... from Minneapolis, Minnesota... weighing in a 286 pounds... "The Beast" Brock Lesnar!

Brock hops on to the apron with a single bound before stepping into the ring. Heyman walks to the far side of the squared circle, standing near the apron while Brock bounces from foot to foot, awaiting the arrival of his opponent.

Tony Chimel: And introducing his opponent...



With the sound of a male roar, an intense theme follows as the crowd begins to boo the Simon System advocate. The, “Monster Among Men” makes his way to the ring with Simon Dean by his side with his gym bag full of products.

Tony Chimel: From Sherrills Ford, North Carolina. Weighing in at three hundred and eighty-five pounds. Being accompanied to the ring by Simon Dean. He is the, “Monster Among Men”, Braun Strowman!

Simon remains ringside as Braun climbs up onto the apron and steps over the ropes. He throws his arms into the air with a roar as he then gets ready for the match ahead.

DING DING DING!

It's time boys and boys cause no girls allowed, on one side of the ring you have th Beast incarnate, Brock Lesnar, on the other side you've got the monster among men, Braun Strowman, there's only one way out of this, HOSS FIGHT!!!

As the bell rings both behemoths rush to the center of the ring where they collide with a dual shoulder block! they ricochet off each other and do it again! and another time! and again! the seismic waves this is causing will probably create a volcano somewhere in the Amazonas but who cares, maybe they do because after only the 4th one they stop and stare at each other, both of them are breathing heavily and stare at the other, the whole thing is intense as fuck, the staredown ends when Strowman throws a haymaker at Brock's face! The beast smiles and gives one in return! Strowman dishes out another one! they begin slugging it out and every punch echos around the arena! after countless punches and a few moments, they both punch each other at the same time! getting caught mid punch shocks them a bit but they quickly get back to their senses, Braun has rad marks all over his face and body where Brock drilled the bricks he calls hands into, Brock is a tomato.

Mauro Ranallo: Holy cow this match just started and look at them! I'll be amazed if they emerge out of this contest without at least a mild concussion

Tom Phillips: What's a mild concussion for freaks like Brock Lesnar and Braun Strowman? when it gets hit mild concussion gets them!

Corey Graves: First get a mild concussion and then you can make modified outdated Chuck Norris jokes about them Phillips!

They once again stare each other down and it's even more intense than before and this time it's Brock who breaks the silence when he explodes into a double leg takedown! the former powerlifter and current Simon System student has no answer to the Amateur wrestling of the beast and falls to the mat and the combined mass of the two of them almost breaks the ring but it doesn't so back to the action! immediately after taking him down Brock gets the mount position and starts pounding on Strowman who tries his best to cover up but he's still eating those bricks, after one too many punches Braun manages to push Brock off of him, Brock isn't one to just let the monster escape his grasp so when Strowman is getting up and is on one knee Brock charges him looking to bash his face in with a big boot but Braun ducks under and pops up behind Lesnar and throws him like a solid meter with a german suplex! Braun gets up and is all cocky about driving the mayor of suplex city into his own town, so cocky in fact he doesn't notice Brock shrugging off the suplex and getting up then nailing him in the back of the head with a STIFF lariat! Strowman turns around furiously holding his neck and they share another staredown, which again amps up the intensity level by at least two levels, Brock is an even riper tomato now and there's spit involved

Maybe they're staring each other down too many times? nah, anyway this time it's Braun's turn to get this thing rolling and he does so with a lariat but Lesnar ducks under and throws him over with a german suplex! he keeps his hands locked in and does it again! ya really thought he's gonna keep it at two? well you're wrong you dumb bitches, cause Brock delivers yet another german suplex but this time he releases his hands and Strowman goes crashing into the corner! the ring shakes a little and Strowman needs a second in the corner to recover, he won't get it cause Brock comes running over, smashing his knee into Strowman's abdomen! he continues ramming the knee in until the ref decides it's enough and breaks it up, Heyman protests and distracts the ref so Brock could do it again but this time Strowman explodes out of the corner and catches him with a STIFF lariat! and for the first time in this match, one of the men is down, the other man leans on the ropes and catches his breath but that's not as cool

Tom Phillips: This is amazing! if any other person was in the ring with either of them they would probably be dominating him but they seem so evenly matched!

Mauro Ranallo: The story here is Brock's athleticism and explosiveness versus Braun's brute strength and endurance, I have to admit I haven't got a clue what will prevail!

Corey Graves: I have no idea what will happen next and I love!

Looks like the Simon system is working as Strowman is back on the attack is no time, he uses the fact he's already on the ropes to gather more momentum before dropping a huge elbow on the Beast's chest! he keeps it there for a pin

1...

2...

NO!

Lesnar kicks out and gets up super fast, it seems the insult of Strowman trying to pin him like that is strong enough to dwarf the pain, or he's simply too much of a Brock Lesnar to stay down for longer than 2 seconds I don't know, anyway, he's up and is angry as fuck and so is Strowman, this time there's no foreplay and they return to slugging it out! Strowman hits Brock with the force of a small ford escort but Brock pushes through and for every punch he eats Strowman eats two, eventually, Brock hits a solid shot to the chin of the giant and stuns him for a moment, just enough time to run to the ropes and return with a running knee to the gut! Strowman doubles over in just the right position for Brock to smash a double ax handle into his back! Strowman is no Bodor tho and his back can take a lot more than that so Brock just does it again! and again! and ya know the drill he does it like six times until Strowman is down and then he looks at the hard cam, his face at possibly the reddest as is beastly possible and his muscles all flexing, what a sight

Tom Phillips: OH MY GOD, HOW STRONG IS THE BEAST BROCK LESNAR?

Mauro and Graves are at a rare loss for words as Brock takes a second to calm down cause otherwise he might pop a vein and all the secret serum he's been injecting will leak out and after a moment he's back to action, Strowman is lying face down, Simon is telling him to get up, Heyman is cheering at Brock, the fans are booing, Brock realizes what's he gotta do, he locks his hands around Strowman's waist and deadlifts him up in the air then drops him with a gutwrench suplex!! the ring shakes a lot, the fans are at awe, Brock takes a few moments to chill on the mat while smiling to himself and when he gets back up he picks up Strowman who is still dazed, he gives him another lawbreaking punch before grabbing a hold of him and throwing him with a belly to belly suplex! this time Brock gets right back to his feet and without missing a beat picks Strowman ups and hoists him up to his shoulders like he's nothing! Before he executes the F5 Brock talks some trash to Simon on ringside before walking around the ring to show everyone how easily he can lift the monster among men up, suddenly he stops and drops Strowman, he's staring at the ramp where we see Rey Mysterio taunting the beast!

Corey Graves: Hey get that midget out of here! he has no business being here interrupting these two amazing wrestlers!

Heyman yells at Brock to forgot about the midget and finish the match but Lesnar is dead focused on his Backlash opponent, so focused in fact he doesn't notice Braun getting up behind him and nailing him in the back with the STIFFEST lariat ever seen on UWF television! There's no time to waste and Strowman immediately picks up Brock then scoops him up and drops him with the Powerslam! he exhaustedly hooks a leg for the pin

1...

2...

3!

DING DING DING!

Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, the Monster among Men Braun Strowman!!!



Strowman barely gets up to have his hand raised by the ref but when he does he lifts the other one up and roars, in a way cementing his victory over the beast, Simon enters the ring to celebrate with his client as Heyman checks on his and Mysterio heads to the back and Revolution continues


Revolution is on right now, oh look something's on the titantron, it's despy and he's looking extra fine



El Despy: Those bastards, those rats who run this place, EC3 and the group of yes men he probably has around him, they just made themselves a new enemy, I ordered this suit from Milano especially to show it to Kyle, take him on a romantic date and eat some more fro-yo to re-kindle our love, but they have the audacity to noot book Kyle on this show and book me instead, so now I have to show these rookies how real wrestling is done and I have to do it without the love of my life, my soul mate, but that doesn't matter, with or without Kyle I can kick the little Dream wannabe's ass and the rest of them are not even worth mentioning, the date will wait for next week, and you're all invited to watch what true love is.

With that said Despy grabs his guitar and leaves the frame, probably to get rid of the suit and ready for his match, the camera turns to black and we return to normal action


The cameras cut backstage where Curtis Axel is seen talking to an unknown interviewer.



Curtis Axel: “.....agreement, right? No stupid questions? Just stick to the script.”

”S-Sure thing.”

The interviewer recomposes himself and looks at the camera.

”Please allow me to welcome my guest at this time, Curtis Axel. Now Axel, I heard there are a few people in the UWF locker room that you needed to…”

The interviewer forgets the line. Goddamnit. Seemingly no worries though as Axel takes the microphone away from him.

Curtis Axel: “Hey, hey, it’s no big deal man. Yeah, I have some words for some of the boys in the back, but let’s just start with the man I’m facing tonight. Katsuyori Shibata, I really don’t like having to waste words on people who aren’t worth it but you’ve been on my mind all week. How could you not be, considering you have been one of the most overhyped people to be on the UWF roster. Yes, people, not ‘wrestlers’ because to me you are no wrestler. You haven’t been a wrestler for months even before the match with Marseglia and you never will be the wrestler that you once was. You are merely a person, a fighter maybe, but for damn sure not a wrestler and I am going to prove that tonight as I continue my winning streak!”

Axel gives a slight smile at that thought.

”But then we get to Jimmy Havoc, the man I’ll be facing at Backlash. The man who I will reveal to the world as a complete and utter fraud just like Shibata will be revealed tonight, the man who I have a complete and utter hatred towards and rightfully so. I revelled in watching him get destroyed by Minoru Suzuki last week, being able to sit backstage and watch as his eyes grew more and more lifeless as he got choked the hell out by a real wrestler in the UWF, it was great. It was like watching Rocky IV for the first time and seeing the villain get destroyed in the ultimate comeback, that is what that match was to me but with no comeback needed! It was a complete domination of the villainous fraud and the people knew that was exactly what they were seeing. They knew it was the perfect end to a decisive victory for Minoru Suzuki, and I wish him the absolute best in his future destruction of The Velveteen Dream and his little chihuahua Lio Rush. As for what that match did for me watching however, it let me see exactly what Jimmy Havoc brings to the table in a normal match. And as I sat there watching, as I continued to look on in wonder at Suzuki’s stellar in-ring work, I realized something.”

Axel puts on his best look of faux shock.

”Jimmy Havoc...doesn’t bring anything to the table. Like a cheapskate going to a potluck, the man only clings onto top talents and feeds off of their successes instead of trying to make some of his own. I know, I know, it is an absolutely despicable thing to do, but it is what Jimmy Havoc does and what he is. He is despicable, he is a failure and a fraud and yet week after week you people are subjected to him and his false promises of victory or ever putting on an actually good match where he wins. The only good match you will ever see from Jimmy Havoc is one that he loses, but even then that may not be the case because he’ll ruin it! He won’t just lie down and lose like we all want him to do, he’ll fight and fight and bore the audience to death with his repetitive brawling style. Nobody, I repeat nobody pays money to see Jimmy Havoc wrestle. Even his own family in the United Kingdom wouldn’t come to see a show with his name headlining the card if they were offered a free first class flight to the show, that is how bad of a wrestler he is!”

”But don’t you people worry! For I am the hero you have been waiting for, the man who will take on a task worthy of going into the odyssey itself! Like the trials of Hercules or Atlas lifting the world, come Backlash I will be undergoing a task so treacherous, so deadly...that I may not make it out alive. I have the task…..of getting a good match out of Jimmy Havoc.”

While the audience in the arena are trying to drown Axel out with boos, he just stands still with quite the grinchy grin on his face.

”Alas, it would be a terrible fate to suffer, no? Being sentenced to carrying a man such as him to relevance for his first and only time. However, there is a saving grace, a glimmer of light in the darkened clouds overhanging the arena on that night! No it isn’t the fact that it is the last time you poor souls will have to see Jimmy Havoc challenge for any title in the UWF, no it isn’t the fact that the match will be over quicker than any other on that night...it is that he is going up against the one, the only, CURTIS AXEL!”

Axel strikes a pose quite similar to one iconic blue and red-clad superhero, complete with the lifted head to showcase his jawline, before going back to looking at the camera.

”He’s not just dealing with some B-tier wrestler or even worse a fraud, he is facing off with The Axeman Curtis Axel! Look at my past works, I toppled the mighty Warhorse like he was made out of paper mache! I bounded over the tall hurdle that was The Velveteen Dream with ease! Tonight I will fly into the center of the raging hurricane known as Shibata and come out the other side unscathed while he is reduced to a fine spring breeze! And even if Havoc wishes to try his desperation tactics to save himself, there is nothing in this world that a villain can use to save themselves from the mighty axe chopping them down!”

Axel stands tall and proud after regaling both the crowd and the interviewer with his tall tale.

”And after the night is done, after I stand before the people as their new Television Champion, there is one man who has had the gall to call me out: Brock Lesnar. You and Happy Heyman came out to the ring last week and droned on and on about what Lesnar has done and then his Brocky goes as far as to say I am ‘undeserving’ of my title shot? Not just that, but that I should be behind him in line to get a title shot?! Here’s a quick question for you Brock and Heyman, what the hell have you done in the ring one-on-one? The key thing with those two matches you mentioned was that they were both multi-man matches. He may be 2-0 against champions but it doesn’t mean a goddamn thing when getting a title means defeating a champion by yourself! Congrats, you beat the fraud known as Jimmy Havoc, you completed a feat that everyone on the roster from John Morrison to Roman Reigns has probably done! And as for Morrison, it wasn’t Brock Lesnar who beat him it was Brock Lesnar’s team, so quite frankly if anyone should be getting in line it should be you Brock. Go to the end of the line, learn your place, and wait like a good boy for me to be willing to give an imperfect beast like you a shot or take your star power and shove it! You dared anyone to air their grievances with you, well Perfection Personified not only dared to do it but if you were here right now I would kick your sorry self back to the end of the line on my own! So if you wanna step up to me, well I would say make sure you can keep up but there is nobody who can keep up with Perfection Personified.”

With that, Axel hands the microphone back to the interviewer and walks off, the interviewer speaking away from the mic with the sentence ”Why did I have to be here?” being heard as Revolution rolls on.


The scene opens to a mean mugging Shibata in the backstage area...



Shibata: At Backlash I will face two supposed "heroes". Two men whom the fans adore. Normally I would apologize in advance to the fans for what I am about to do to these men, but I won't. If you can't come to accept who I am and what I do now, then look away. I will not bend to anybody or anything. I am my own ultraviolent man and I enjoy it. If you can't see the beauty in the violence I create, then you do not know what true beauty is. Beauty does not lie in underdogs like Spike Dudley, or grandiose men like John Morrison, it lies in pure, unbridled violence. Tonight you will see a glimpse of that beauty, when I humble a boy who thinks he's a man. And at Backlash, you will see that beauty in full feature length. After what I do at Backlash, the idea of a hero will crumble. I will be the only hero. I do not like coining myself that, but it is the truth. I will have both ended the UWF's biggest disease and restored prestige to a championship that right now means nothing. I will be atop this promotion, and things will quickly change. There will be no heroes. There will be no villains. There will just be violence.

Revolution goes elsewhere as the scene fades out with Shibata's intimidating scowl.


Tony Chimel: The following contest is a 4-way match, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...


With a glass shattering Sanshiro Takagi storms out to the ring and as he gets into the ring he raises both of his fists into the air. He proceeds to go to each of the four corners and do the same thing with a swagger and confidence only that of the president of two wrestling companies could hold.

Corey Graves: The CEO of both DDT and NOAH is my favorite for this one! He's got years of experience in nearly every style you could think of! He's got a former world champion at ringside too!








[The UWF Universe stands on there feet  and looks ahead towards the mini tron when they heard of irresistible force burst through the Pa System when Nia Jax comes out from the curtains and walks down towards the Revolution ring with a bunch of men and climbs over the top rope.]

the lights blackout and smoke starts coming out from the ramp as the signature guitar sound of El Desperado starts playing and the crowd went ballistic on him



He walks out of the curtain playing his guitar and carrying his boss's UFC world heavyweight championship pretending to not be hearing the roaring fans booing him



Mauro Ranallo: I can't choose between Desperado and Nia for my favorite to win this one. Despy has to be hungry for action after months of in-ring activity and Nia surely wants to make a huge impact! She also has the ringside advantage with Roman Reigns in her corner, while Suzuki seems to be absent from this contest.

Tony Chimel: Introducing last...

A guitar rift blares through the arena shortly before the voice of Lio hits the PA system.



Lio Rush theme plays as he comes out to the arena. He walks out onto the stage with cocky passion.



Tony Chimel: Making his way to the ring… hailing from Washington DC, he calls himself the "24-year-old piece of gold"... "The Man of the Hour", Lio Rush!

He stops on the top of the stage before bending over wiping the floor and lifting his arm in the air. He flaunts before getting onto the ropes then proceeding to jump in the ring. He climbs to the second rope as he hypes himself up. He gets down and waits for his match to begin.

Tom Phillips: Here's my favorite. With the encouragement of the Dream who is stood ringside right now, Lio has had a burst of confidence over the past few weeks! Let's get this show on the road!

DING DING DING!

Nobody makes a move to start. Instead, the pair with the least animosity toward one another share a mutual nod, Nia and Takagi. The two stand together on one side of the ring as Desperado and Rush are forced to face them on the other side of the ring. The 4 seem as if they're about to clash until suddenly Takagi jams his shoulder into the knee of Jax! Rush and Desperado quickly follow suit in ganging up on beating down the biggest wrestler in the match.

Tom Phillips: Backstabber! What'd he do that for?!

Corey Graves: What are you talking about Tom? Takagi knows that if he can take out Jax, he'll be the biggest person in the match. It's strategy!

The three men continue to try to neutralize the giant woman with clubbing blows and the strategy orchestrated by Takagi seems to be working... that is until a scrap breaks out between Lio and Desperado, the history between them and their friends getting the better of the thought process. The men brawl to the corner as Takagi realizes he now faces Jax alone. Nia gives a slight smirk before blasting Takagi with a headbutt and capping it off with a backbreaker that sends Takagi crawling out the ring to recover with the help of Ultramantis Black. Nia now turns her attention to Lio and Desperado brawling in the corner, who are exchanging barrages of strikes. That all stops though when Nia comes rumbling toward them. She delivers a massive Body Block that sends the two crashing into the turnbuckles and slumped down! She stands tall in the middle of the ring.

Mauro Ranallo: Human wrecking ball!

Nia's celebration is short lived though as Ultramantis grabs ahold of her foot from the outside. Roman gives a mean mugging glare to Black and Ultramantis releases his hold on the woman. It was enough to do the trick though as Takagi is back in the ring and heading straight toward Nia with his arm outstretched. He connects with a big lariat! It doesn't knock the woman off her feet though. Nia prepares to answer back but she's interrupted with a Enziguri from the apron by Lio Rush. The rope-assisted kick sends her tumbling into another Lariat from Takagi that finally gets the big woman off her feet! Takagi has no time to rest though as Desperado, surely not forgotten about Takagi's hatred of Suzuki, rushes in behind him to deliver a jumping neckbreaker. Takagi rolls off to the side as Lio springboards off the ropes for an attack on Desperado... but desperado ducks and runs the ropes ready to collide with Lio, whom slides between the musician's legs and hops right back up in time to answer a charging Desperado with a headscissors. Desperado is able to roll through the move safely and turn back around to prevent a blindside attack from Lio. The two stare off now with a clear intensity between them.

Tom Phillips: Great sequence from the two most athletic members of this match.

Mauro Ranallo: Yeah and don't forget, Suzuki and Dream have been intensely feuding ever since Suzuki's return. That intensity seems to have rubbed off on Lio and Desperado. 

Corey Graves: The staredown tells you all you need to know.

The staredown ends as the two now charge toward each other. Desperado goes for a shoulder tackle but Lio sidesteps, grabbing the arm in motion and turning Desperado around for a head kick. The kick stuns Desperado for a moment and Lio runs toward the ropes, springboarding off them hoping to land a springboard enziguri but Desperado ducks the attack, and Lio turns around to be greeted by a massive slap to the face that turns him all the away around. Desperado looks to capitalize with a german suplex but Lio is able to flip out of the backwards toss and hop in front of a grounded Desperado so that when he runs forward, he's sent flying forward with a monkey flip! Desperado is frustrated as hell as he retreats to the outside and Lio smirks, knowing he got the better of the exchange. Desperado decides he's just had enough of this shit and goes for his guitar to smash over somebody's head but the dream is there to stop him on the outside. Desperado tries to smack him in the face, but Dream sidesteps to a reveal a 300-pound Nia Jax barreling his way. Desperado just barely gets out of the way and Nia is instead sent barreling over poor Sanshiro Takagi who had just gotten up on the outside. Ultramantis Black isn't too happy about this and tries to pick a fight with Nia Jax but Roman is there to step in front of him. During all the commotion, Lio decides he's gonna take everyone out with a Somersault Plancha as he goes flying... but sadly finds out that when you're about 160 lbs diving onto almost a combined ton you don't really make much move. Nia catches Lio and hoists her off her shoulders into a nasty knee from El Desperado!

Mauro Ranallo: PELIGRO! PELIGRO! PELIGRO!

Desperado smirks, having finally gotten one up on Lio but that tiny celebration leaves him vulnerable to a gut kick from Nia who then proceeds to grab him and absolutely hurl him through the ropes and into the ring. She quickly slides in the ring and runs the ropes for a neck-crushing leg drop on Desperado! She stays in the position for the pinfall.

Tom Phillips: Desperado might not be able to breathe!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Broken up by Takagi! The CEO is quick to run the ropes and deliver a shattering Lariat to Nia! The CEO doesn't let her fall though. Grabbing her by the head and putting all his strength into lifting her up in the air for a thunderous lifting DDT! Takagi pumps his fist, ecstatic over his payback which draws the ire of Roman Reigns. Takagi notices this and gloats even more, even to the point of exiting the ring to gloat right in Roman's face. Roman has had enough of Takagi's bullshit and whacks him with a throat thrust that sends the CEO stumbling backwards. Ultramantis Black is quick to retaliate for his friend with a few right hands to Roman. Roman and Ultramantis begin to brawl and the referee's attention is drawn to the fight. Back in the ring, Desperado looks to take advantage by using his guitar to smash somebody in the head but can't seem to find it... and that's because the even more opportunistic Velveteen Dream is right behind him with the guitar in hand! Desperado turns around and is greeted by the tune of his own guitar smashing right through his head! Dream tosses him out of the ring and into the brawl at ringside which Takagi has now joined back in on. The brawl is going wild and nobody involved notices Dream heading to the top rope! The experience taunts to the crowd which draws a loud pop before he jumps off with a flying crossbody, taking out everybody except Lio and Nia back in the ring! Nia is still laid out on the mat after that Lifting DDT and Lio is quick to attempt to capitalize. He charges as a standing Nia is unable to a counter a Tilt-A-Whirl DDT! Nia's head is spiked into the mat and Lio heads to the corner. He hops up one rung, and then the top rung, spreading his legs out and flying off for The Final Hour! Lio motions to the ref who counts the pinfall!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!



Tony Chimel: Your winner by way of pinfall... LIIIOOOOOOOOOOO RUSH!

Tom Phillips: Captivating performance from the man of the hour!

Corey Graves: The CEO was robbed!

Mauro Ranallo: I have to agree with Tom. Lio spoke with a lot of confidence last Revolution, you can only imagine how confident he is now after a victory like this.

Dream re-enters the ring to celebrate with his protege but they stop when Minoru Suzuki steps out of the curtain and stares them down, Dream is all fired up and dares him to enter the ring and get the thing going but Minoru just smiles, Despy quickly gets up the ramp to join his boss and they leave together while Dream and Lio celebrate in the ring and Revolution moves elsewhere


The feed cuts to outside the arena where sami Zayn and Becky Lynch look like they're about to leave.

Interviewer: Excuse me, Sami and Becky?



Sami Zayn: Hey man, can't you see we're leaving?

Interviewer: Sorry we just wanted to get your thoughts on your upcoming TLC match?

Sami Zayn: TLC? We just beat a bonafide Hall of Famer. Made him look clueless, that's what we did. Tell me something Mr. Journalism major, what did Sweet N' Sour do today? Because I can tell you what they did last week. They did the same thing that they're going to do at Backlash, they're going to lose.

Becky Lynch: Ol' Scoops was right about them earlier. They haven't done a damn thing to even deserve this opportunity and yet here they are. At Backlash, we'll end Kyle O'Reilly's little crusade once again and come out on top. The nWo couldn't stop us and a lesser version of that won't either.

Interviewer: And what about the Dudleyz? They managed to pick up a pretty impressive win earlier tonight.

Sami Zayn: Impressive? Did you even see who they were up against. A perennial pair of losers who are so insignificant, they have a tag team name and yet no one knows it. There's no point in a tune up match unless your opponents are going to be some sort of challenge so as far as i can tell, both the Dudleyz and Sweet N' Sour have no real momentum on their side. That's something you desperately need when going up against the Dynamic Duo.

Becky Lynch: Now if you'll excuse us, we got places we need to be.

Sami and Becky leave the arena as the show moves on.





Ikemen: Hello fans of UWF! It is UWF wrestler and new CEO of Ikemen Jackets Inc., Jiro Ikemen Kuroshio here! I haven't been wrestling much lately...

Ikemen's excited face falls to the floor as he remembers the last time he wrestled in the UWF in a tag match with Shibata. His face quickly cheers up though as for some reason his thoughts shift to watermelon jackets.

Ikemen: But I have been making lots of jackets! Sales are through the roof! You can get your own Ikemen or Shib-

Ikemen's cheery face falls to the floor once again in a depressed manner as he's reminded of his last encounter with Shibata, but he cheers up again when his thoughts suddenly shift to small dogs, literally and figuratively.

Ikemen: Scratch that last one. Soon we will have Ikemen and Spike Dudley themed jackets that you can own yourself if you go to Ikemenshop.com! I hear Spike Dudley is a very nice person and is also going to become a double champion at backlash or something? I don't know what that means but it sounds cool. Now, onto my future in wrestling. I was hoping I could get a match with Hornswoggle if he is still around. He was funny. Actually, he kind of wasn't. He made me very uncomfortable and I didn't like the sounds I would hear when he would be on TV. He is the perfect size for a jacketosuke clutch though. If I can't have a match with him maybe I go 1-on-1 with Kikutaro? Actually I don't want a match with Kikutaro. His mask really scares me. Maybe if I can't have a one-on-one match I can tag with somebody. I could've sworn somebody said they would suggest a tag team with me to the higher-ups. Who was it? Hmm...

Ikemen's face once again falls to the floor, recalling it was Shibata who pitched those words and the unkind manner he did it in.

Ikemen: Well... gosh. Everything seems to lead back to him doesn't it? I might as well try. 

The scene fades out with Ikemen pondering how he'll go about giving it a second shot with Shibata



*we see Jimmy Havoc on an empty room and with the TV Title on his shoulder and his fork being on the floor*

Havoc: Axel, i have to admit it, you haven't lost even despite being thinking about me challenging you to a match at Backlash. Props on that, however, we have another test in the next Revolution as you'll be going against the ruthless Shibata.

*Jimmy looks at his TV Title and then he continues to talk*

Havoc (while looking at the title): You say i've won this title right here because of being lucky. *Havoc stops looking at the title and puts it right back on his shoulder* The first time i won it, it's understandable since i was at the right place at the right time so one can say that i was either lucky or an opportunist. Now the second one is where i disagree!

*Havoc grabs the fork*

Havoc: You see, i originally was trying to get a victory over Ultramantis Black and become UWF Champ on the process so the second title victory wasn't even planned. And then it came Aztec Warfare. During the match i happened to eliminate who ended my first reign as TV Champion, Tessa Blanchard and that gave me an TV Title match on a Revolution that was between Aztec Warfare and the last Wrestlemania.

*We see how Havoc walks out of the empty room and into one with a TV that has a tape that says "Revolution: TV Title match, Tessa vs Havoc" written on it and Jimmy puts it on the reproductor of the TV*

Jimmy (with sounds coming off the TV on the background): This match was an normal match so i had to play by the rules and even Tessa begged me to do so and i said "fuck it" and decided to do so and got pretty close to winning the title there. And guess what happened!

*In this moment, we see Tessa striking Havoc on the head with the TV Title to cause a DQ and keep the title*

Jimmy: Despite being on an element that favored her, Tessa choose to be stupid and DQ herself!. If she hadn't done that and actually bested me like she did on a non-title match during my first reign as TV Champion, that would have ended there. Instead, that stupid decision allowed me to have an excuse to challenge Tessa to a Hardcore match.

*Havoc gets the tape out of the recorder since it's not useful now*

Jimmy: And then if one stupid decision wasn't bad she did a second one...accepting my challenge to a Hardcore match for the TV Title which led to my current reign as TV Champion being started at Wrestlemania. So the second reign wasn't started because of luck, but stupidity!

*Jimmy takes a breath and then continues to talk*

Jimmy: You're soooo sure you're gonna beat me, well Desperado had to hit me on the head with his guitar to give Suzuki an advantage which it almost wasn't enough to top it off!. So what does that say?. If Suzuki wasn't able to beat me cleanly, then you won't win since as perfect as you are, Suzuki is better than you.

*Havoc grins as he lifts his TV Title while looking at the floor*

Havoc: This is the scene that will be seen after the TV Title match, Axel!. Me lifting the TV Title over your unconscious body!. Good luck against Shibata, Axel, you're gonna need it if you want to beat someone like him and with what i just said being on your head.

*Havoc gives the camera (and Axel) a middle finger (while grinning) before leaving the room with his TV Title on his shoulder and the fork on his hand*



Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a non-title match and it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...



Following the few seconds of buildup to the intro, out walks Curtis Axel, stepping out to the stage and looking over the audience for a few seconds before beginning to warm himself up, then letting a roar out as he stretches out his arms.



Tony Chimel: ”From Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at 228 lbs, Curtis Axel!”

Axel then rolls into the ring, standing back up and getting right into his corner, waiting for the bell to sound.

Tom Phillips: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, and it's time for the main event here as Curtis Axel has joined us in the ring and is awaiting the arrival of his opponent, UWF Intercontinental Champion Katsuyori Shibata. Joining us on commentary is UWF World's Champion Johnny Morrison. Welcome, Johnny.

Johnny Morrison: Well, I've gotta say, thanks for having me gentlemen. And you too, Corey.

Mauro Ranallo: Now Johnny, you as much as anyone know that these two men traded some harsh words with one another this week, with Axel making it perfectly clear that he intended to continue to make his name and prolong his winning streak at the Intercontinental Champion's expense. I believe he has the talent, but can he overcome Shibata's savage fury?

Corey Graves: Not a chance, Mauro! That man is our next UWF World's Champion!

Chimel: And now, introducing the opponent...


Sounds of Shibata fill the atmosphere as do cheers for the wrestler. As the cheers clear however, we hear the boos that always remain when Shibata appears, as not everyone agrees with his idea of wrestling. The Wrestler still isn't present however, as he will only enter when his name is announced.

Tony Chimel: Walking to the ring, coming from Kuwama, Japan. Weighing in at 210 pounds, The UWF Intercontinental Champion... THE WRESTLEEEEER, SHIBATAAAAAAAAAA KATSUUUUUUYORIIIIIIIII!!!!

Shibata calmly walks out with his head down and championship in hand. He does not look up at anybody or anything, even while fans touch his shoulder and scream his name, he is only focusing on what lay ahead of him. He quickly walks before the ring.



Shibata pauses before the ring, closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He slides his championship in the the ring, puts his hands on the apron and bows his head. Head still down. He climbs onto the apron and enters the ring. He stretches his legs and sits down with his legs crossed before the championship.



Slowly, Shibata finally lifts his head towards the entrance way, his eyes filled with fire directed right to his opponent as he waits for them to appear. His eyes contain a clear desire to cause violence and pain on his competitor no matter who they are. A chink in the armored morality of Shibata, left by his personal feud with Vinny Marseglia. That chink shines brightly as a wave of malice vibrates off Shibata before this upcoming battle...

DING DING DING

The bell rings and right away Axel takes a run at Shibata as the puroreso specialist turns to face him. The chip on Axel's shoulder clear as day. He throws a running back elbow that catches the Intercontinental Champion flat-footed and staggers him, then quickly grabs the wrist and throws him into the corner he just tore out of. As Shibata hits the turnbuckle pads, Axel hits him with another back elbow in the corner. He then leads Shibata out of the corner in a DDT clutch and, after a few pummeling blows to the back, spikes him skull-first on the canvas. Rather than allow a moment of separation, however, Axel pushes right back to his feet with Shibata's head in hands and twists him out for a hangman's neckbreaker. Shibata sits up from the impact, cradling his neck in the palm of one hand, but Axel has already gotten to his feet and hit the ropes in front of the puro specialist, and as Shibata sits up he does so directly into a running elbow smash to the face! Axel hooks the leg, but doesn't even get a one-count.

Phillips: We are just a few moments into this match, and Curtis Axel is very clearly in the driver's seat.

Graves: For now, Phillips, but momentum can shift so suddenly in a UWF ring.

Morrison: This is the price of anger unfolding before your eyes. You could see Katsuyori's rage toward me right before the bell, and his misplaced attention cost him a strong start to this match.

Axel gets back to his feet, bringing Shibata with him. Shibata manages to shove Axel and break free, but Axel falls back into the ropes and rebounds into a picture-perfect dropkick! Shibata again goes down, but he's quick to get back to his feet, only to be taken down again by Axel with a swinging neckbreaker! The fans are getting behind the Axeman as he starts to fire up, hitting the ropes and coming back with a big leg drop before transitioning to another cover. Again, he doesn't even get the one
-count.

Ranallo: You have to applaud Curtis Axel's athleticism and his determination to take the fight to Shibata here tonight, but these repeated failing pinfalls are doing him no favors.

Morrison: I like Axel. Well actually, no, I don't like him — but I respect him. That said, right now, he's basically handing his opponent free momentum.

Graves: And we've all seen what Shibata can do with momentum, haven't we, Johnny?

Axel sits Shibata up and traps him in a chinlock, but the puro specialists battles to one knee and then up to a vertical base, cinching his arms around the Axeman's waist. Axel doesn't realize what's going on until it's too late; Shibata pushes him back toward the ropes, then slips free and whips him across the ring. Axel rebounds off the ropes opposite and comes looking with a clothesline, but Shibata ducks under. Immediately, the Axeman spins around and attempts a Northern lariat on the back of Shibata's head, but the puro specialist has it scouted and flips in the air to connect with a Pele kick to Axel's face that connects flush with the bridge of his nose and sends him stumbling into the ropes! The fans gasp as Axel's nose runs crimson; he wanders in a daze right back toward Shibata as the Intercontinental Champion regains his vertical base, then unloads with a shoot kick to Axel's sternum that sends him stumbling right back toward those ropes, clutching his chest as Shibata moves in behind him. As Axel gets to the ropes, he grabs the top one with one hand while still bracing his chest with the other; Shibata cinches around his waist and attempts to lift him with a simple German suplex, but he plants his feet and holds the rope and refuses to be lifted. Shibata tries again, and once again, Axel resists. Realizing he needs to change strategy, Shibata releases the hold and backs off. After three steps, he unloads a disgusting shoot kick to Axel's spine that connects with such a loud pop it can be heard in the cheap seats.

Graves: My God, the sheer striking power of Katsuyori Shibata is terrifying.

Phillips: I don't know how Curtis Axel is still on his feet after these withering kicks. He's bleeding from the nose and look at his chest and back. He's got welts already!

Morrison: It's too bad there's no room for guests at the Palace of Wisdom, because he's going to need some spiritual healing when this contest is concluded.

The blow pushes Axel even closer in to the ropes as Shibata moves in and cinches him around the waist once more, then attempts another German suplex lift. But Axel still stubbornly refuses to be elevated and he throws an elbow back that catches Shibata in the side of the head, staggering him. Axel then spins into a hard forearm to the face, followed by another, and another, driving the puro specialist into the middle of the ring before falling back into the ropes and looking for that lariat again. Unfortunately for Axel, Shibata knows it's coming and charges right into it, lifting his knee and turning the Axeman inside out with a kitchen sink! The fans collectively fall silent as Shibata looks down on Axel with a seething fury. He grabs the Axeman by the head and hauls him up to his vertical base. Unfortunately for Shibata, Axel manages to catch him unawares with an eye rake! The fans react in a mixed way for the blatantly dirty move.

Phillips: What an unsportsmanlike attack from Curtis Axel there!

Morrison: Like I said before, I respect Axel, but I don't like him. I respect him because he's a man of his word, and he did say he was going to do anything to win this match.

Ranallo: "By hook or by crook." You're absolutely right, Johnny.

The eye rake buys Axel some time and he pushes Shibata back into the corner before unloading on him with a series of shoulder thrusts to the abdomen. Shibata seems trapped, out of his element, and increasingly winded as Axel brings him to the canvas with a simple hip toss, then heads back to the corner and shimmies up onto the second rope. Axel then brings up his elbow and leaps, looking to hit a pointed elbow drop on Shibata's face, but Katsuyori evades the blow and Axel's elbow gets nothing but thin air. As Axel gets back to his feet, so does Shibata in a blindly flurry of motion, and he closes the gap abrubptly before lashing out at the Axeman with a brutal headbutt that sends him reeling into the corner. When he has him there, the Intercontinental Champion grins sadistically and approaches before grabbing Axel around the neck with one hand and unloading with STIFF elbow smashes to the face from the other, every strike landing loud and visibly rocking Axel as he slowly slumps, slipping further and further until he falls to a seated position, his face covered in blood. Shibata then heads to an adjacent corner, talking trash to Morrison on commentary as he does.

Ranallo: Well, the Intercontinental Champion is offering our World's Champion no shortage of smack-talk here.

Morrison: Oh, really? OK, buddy. Let's see how much crap you're talking when we meet at Backlash.

Shibata turns back around to Axel now, taking a running start before driving the heel of his boot hard into Axel's nose once again, this time in a facewash. Axel is clearly out of it as Shibata grabs him by the ankle and drags him toward the middle of the ring, then stomps hard on his stomach, forcing the Axeman to sit up. Shibata is already hitting the ropes as he does; he unloads with an absolutely ugly penalty kick to the face that lays Axel flat out and has him seeing stars, then makes the cover.

1...

2...

...3!

DING DING DING!

Here is your winner,

KATSUYORI SHIBATA!



Graves: In a hard-fought, turnaround victory, Katsuyori Shibata seized victory from the jaws of defeat here tonight.

Ranallo: That is definitely one way to describe what we saw here tonight.

Phillips: Hey, Johnny, where are you going?

Morrison has shed his headset and heads over to the timekeeper's area where Shibata's Intercontinental Championship is being held. He grabs the belt, as well as a microphone, and turns it on as he shuffles both titles onto opposite shoulders and grins.

JOHNNY MORRISON
Hey, Shibby. Look what I've got! It's your title. I figured I'd give the fans a little preview of what they're going to see after Backlash, when Johnny MVP claims your gold and puts it on his left shoulder...

Johnny tilts his head toward the Intercontinental Championship, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

Right at home opposite the UWF World's Championship on my right. See, I've been calling myself the MVP for a long time now, but I've got to be honest: I can't think of a better way to cement that claim than by becoming Revolution's first-ever, officially recognized double champion. And while you might think you have what it takes to stop me, and you might point to the victory you just scored over Axel tonight as proof, all I'll say is that all I saw tonight was just... well, there's no other way to put it: just pathetic. If this is the best you can manage, you're not ready to step into my league, Shibby. Not even close. And you're going to find that out, real soon.

Shibata slides out of the ring and moves toward Morrison, who drops the microphone and smirks, practically goading the Intercontinental Champion to throw the first punch. Shibata obliges, aiming a stiff elbow strike at Johnny's head, but he ducks under and as Shibata turns around, Johnny catches him with a quick thrust kick to create some distance between them before shrugging off both titles and removing his aviators. Shibata growls and runs at Morrison, but Johnny leaps over him and lands on the barricade, then leaps off of that with a Pele kick of his own to Shibata's head!

Ranallo: Mamma mia, what a kick!

Graves: But look at Shibata, he didn't even feel it!

The fans pop as Morrison rolls and pops back up to his feet, but Shibata's already there and he damn near takes the Cosmic Crusader's head off with a disgusting spinning heel kick that connects with a loud pop. Morrison wobbles and falls onto the barricade, visibly dazed, as Shibata lines him up and takes him down with a HUGE big boot to the face. The fans are booing now as Shibata drops to one knee and starts laying into Morrison with brutal elbows to the jaw, but then they pop as Spike Dudley runs down the ramp!

Phillips: The Intercontinental Champion is relentlessly pummeling the UWF World's Champion and now here comes the third man in their Backlash clash to hopefully even the odds a little bit.

Graves: Even up the odds? I hope he joins in! That smug bastard Morrison deserves the beating of a lifetime after the stunt he just pulled!

Shibata seems oblivious as he continues to brutalize the UWF World's Champion, security trying to haul him off. They finally succeed as Johnny lies unconscious in a pool of his own blood, his leg twitching, and Shibata turns around to walk away only to be blasted in the face with his own championship by Spike! The fans pop once again as Spike looks on the downed Shibata, backing up to grab the UWF World's Champion before holding both high up, one in each hand. The show comes to a close on that image.

END OF SHOW



Credits

Dudleyz vs Guevara/Leyton - Leedles
Mysterio vs Takashi - Fauche
Jax vs Takagi vs Desperado vs Rush - Roach
Strowman vs Lesnar - Bodor
Skull Club vs Dynamic Duo - Dresden
Axel vs Shibata - Crann
Taya vs Stacy - Danny

[Dres]

So it’s worth noting that both the words, ‘dynamic’ and ‘duo’ were used in this promo. This Highest Power has been talking about his boys and maybe, just maybe, it’s Sami Zayn and, “The Man” Becky Lynch and we’re about to see another stable dominating soon. Still feel like I know who’s behind all this but I could be wrong. In fact I could be wrong about all of it but hey, it’s worth sharing.

Always dig The Dudleyz faction and what Albo keeps bringing to the table with them. It continues to entertain and be comedic seeing how Bubba and D-Von are preparing for TLC.

Stokely Hathaway’s Baby Seal Clubbing Emporium got me to laugh. I genuinely wasn’t expecting that.

Curtain Jerker Squash Match sees The Dudleyz get an easy win over Buzzard and Guevara. Jye did show up but it was after deadline so I see why this one was a squash. Also Backlash momentum is Backlash momentum regardless of how you get it so good win for The Dudleyz.

Another good promo from ItFactor’s WALTER. I never thought of WALTER as much of a speaking character so it’s cool to see him being portrayed as having so much to say, especially because he makes his words count.

Good match between Rey and this Iizuka guy. I’m interested in seeing how Stokely deals with another loss and who the next client is going to be. Congrats to Chase on picking up some momentum heading into Backlash. Post-match stuff was a nice way to sell the Mysterio/Lesnar match.

Curious to see how this stuff with Axel and Spears goes and how it all pans out. I know Leedles has an idea of what he’s building towards.

Absolutely loved the Sweet ‘n Sour segment.

Short and sweet match between the women and while it doesn’t involve their Backlash participants directly, a win is still a positive for Crann heading into the event.

Semi hyped up this week’s edition of the podcast featuring a special guest and, to me, he didn’t disappoint. Warrior and WARHORSE playing off of each other is a funny dynamic. Good stuff man.

I like the Lesnar and Heyman promo. When I saw Cliffwalk’s first TT this week, I knew I was definitely in for a challenge because he’s got Heyman down perfectly and his Brock’s no slouch either.

Creative way to set up the match between Monster High and the team of Yano and Ishii.

Double the WALTER in one show is a good thing, if you ask me, it shows a lot of dedication and commitment on ItFactor’s part.

Good stuff from Shibata here. He continues to be the character to watch with each passing week and this was certainly something in that development.

Happy to pick up my first win as Strowman. Had fun trash talking with Cliffwalk and good on Rey for getting a measure of revenge on Brock for what was done and said earlier in the show.

Short and sweet promo from Despy continuing the love storyline with Kyle.

A double dose of the Axeman gets a thumbs up from me.

A nice fatal four way. Congrats to Gone on the win and, much like Crann, inheriting some Backlash momentum even though the win isn’t with your primary character.

Good to hear from Ikemen separate from what’s going on with Shibata. I’m interested to see where this leads.

Good promo from Havoc, I’m happy to see something with a bit more length than we usually get.

Great match from Crann and a big win for Roach. That one could’ve gone either way but it’s the defender/contender that picks up that Backlash momentum. Post-match stuff was great too, I dig it.

It’s swell to see everyone chip in so that each match is written by someone different, it’s more of a collaborative effort when everyone takes on a match and gets to bring their own flavor from bell-to-bell.

Great go-home show!

[mrleedles]

Hate not leaving a review but I wanted to just put this first.

Roach, sorry if it seemed like I was phoning in our TT thread. I'm not going to make excuses on this, I just hope we face off again so I can give you something better to work with than doing the same stuff everyone else did against you.

[George]

Hiya folks, here for another little comment on the thing. A lot of people thought my comment was a bit aggressive and mean spirited last week, so I plan to cut out all of what I feel negatively about in this one, and just tell you what I dig. Much love.

The Highest Power has gots to be Orton, there’s no way this is all a bait and switch, from the silhouette to the code, to the “outta nowhere”, it’s pretty obvious by now. It’s looking likely to be Danny due to the Dynamic Duo tease, so I might’ve like asked him who it was even though it was him lmao.

I remember when I caused a Gur argument for saying the match he wrote was too short, a memory I have every time I see a short match, but I do believe this was a squash and it had a reasonable length for that and the weekly limits considered. As mentioned in my Backlash predictions, it could be likely for the Dudleyz to win the tag titles.

As well as in reference to these Backlash predictions, I do believe it’s likely that Rey will pull off the win against Lesnar. Chase has always been pretty good so as long as he shows up and puts up a fight, he should pull it off, and maybe an IC run might be in his near future. Also curious how long YOLO plans to do this multiple client thing.

I loved the Sweet N Sour promo, Fauche always puts out bangers and is a total pro at doing them. Considering my short-ish time with him under the Strong Dragons, he’d always be super helpful and forward into them, gotta appreciate it. Many quotes from it like “I’m gay but I’m not that gay”, “Funny how” like Goodfellas, “WHY IS MY COUCH BLUE AND STICKY? WERE THERE SMURFS IN HERE?” are so great.

It’d be nice to incorporate more women into the roster, I was greatly considering running Charli Evans on my return until I changed my mind to Warhorse, I don’t know if the whole Taya vs Stacy thing was just because of the winner takes all match, but it’d be a good idea to incorporate.

Pretty long, decent match for Skull Club vs Dynamic Duo which is always nice to see when scrolling through.

It’s nice to see Max pick up a W over the three others in this match with his Lio, he’s always consistently great, and it’s nice to see that pay off with a win in a multi-man match.

Perhaps the Dynamic Duo was rushing off to meet with Orton? Room for thought, otherwise they wouldn’t be so urgent to get out of the arena before the main event.

Shibata picking up a big momentum win over the undefeated Axel, a few said it was because of the lack of pushing in the thread but I wouldn’t attribute that to any loss really. Roach is genuinely super solid and has a high chance of winning the main event of Backlash.

[Gone]

May 8, 2020 13:40:00 GMT -6 George said:

Hiya folks, here for another little comment on the thing. A lot of people thought my comment was a bit aggressive and mean spirited last week, so I plan to cut out all of what I feel negatively about in this one.

But I live for the drama, hun! 😰

[yoloisfox]

I don’t do this often but whatever.

Ok let’s get started bb.

Higher Power it’s Orton that’s obvious as for who the team is? Idk man maybe DD, maybe Monster High, maybe it’s Yano and Ishii who knows.

This was a fun Dudley promo. I kinda love D-Von and Bubba being those two guys who just kinda do whatever. D-Von as the “brains” who would love to just relax, and Bubba as the oaf. Good stuff Albo.

Oh hey it my stuff. I’m proud of making Stokely more and more a piece of shit.

Decent promo form Max but I can’t help but feel the spark is gone. He’s probably moving on to Lio and if he is then good on em.

SQUASH HELL YEA!

This WALTER is killer. ItFactor is a beast.

Speaking in beasts I thoroughly enjoy Dean and Braun it’s a fun duo indeed.

FAUCHE WROTE MY MATCH IS WAS GREAT! IIZUKA LOOKED AWESOME AND HE DOES NOT GET NUMBERS FAUCHE GETS IT!

BUT MAMA MIA LESNAR ATTACKS! WOWZERS!

Leedles killed it like always because well it’s leedles. He’s really making Axel work.

It’s a Fauche Promo, it’s funny and great what else can I say?

Women matches. Honestly this was fun. Both handlers stepped up but Crann eeked it out. I agree Corey more women.

I’m gonna be real. WARHORSE isn’t doing it for me. Idk I’m still confused why George didn’t stick with Mark, but it doesn’t hit me like Mark did, or Your Marty, or your ZSJ in SGW. IDK if you enjoy doing it great more power to you mate.

Brock oh brother Brock! Cliff is making a guy no body though could work work! GG Cliff.

BROOOOOO VS YANOOOOOOOOO 2 ELCTRIC HOSSALOO!

J and CD brought the fight to Danny but it’s Danny he’s nigh unbeatable goddamit!

Guess who’s back, Back again. it’s WALTER call your friends!

Don’t FUCK WITH SHIBATA! Roach is my pick to win at backlash!

HOSS FIGHT! Tough loss Cliff but it was close dude.

Short and sweet form Sexy Despy

THE AXEMAN CUTS A PROMO AND IT GOOD!

The Wrestler has reached a new level of good.

Sanshiro was robbed and so were we, no stunners, 5/10. But for real fun match. Congrats Max

Danny is the perfect heel. I loved this promo, because I mean it’s just hateable!

Some words from our TV champ. He’s ready for Backlash and so am I.

Main Event and Axel ate the loss. Close but Roach is on a diffrent level. Also SHIBATA STOP MORISON IS ALREADY DEAD!

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That is Orton for sure, with that silhouette but I think that there may be some twist in it, I don't know. Also that first picture seems as if Keith Lee would come out of it.

You know what I like most about Dudleyz? Except the promos, I get to listen Dudleyz theme without forgetting every week! Now that is welfare.

I love the back and forth promos of Simon and Braun.

Nice promo from Heyman & Lesnar. When I read Lesnar promo, it's hard for me to imagine as he barely speaks in reality.

Matanza always delivers the best promo of the show. Also good fun promo of Maverick, Riddle, Yano and again, the MVP, Matanza.

That Shibata segment is different and great tbh.

I like Axel and his promos. I think "what could have been if he was booked right?" a good midcarder, nothing more but stil..