Post by Danny on Aug 21, 2018 23:30:52 GMT -6
And now, UWF proudly presents, NITRO!
"DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE?
PART OF THE SOLUTION,
OR THE ONE THAT FALLS?"
The band Atreyu is dressed in Nitro memorabilia as they perform, "Do You Know Who You Are", the theme song for UWF Nitro. As they rock out, the camera gets a shot of the stage and many of the fans in attendance.
The energy is raucous and infectious as things make their way to the announce table where, Tony Schiavone and Bobby "The Brain" Heenan get ready to open the show
Tony Schiavone: Hello Ladies and Gentlemen and welcome to the final Nitro before Wrestlemania!
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: I can't wait! We finally get to crown a new International Champion!
Tony Schiavone: Well I wouldn't count my chicken before they hatch Brain. Tonight Kevin Steen has to get through a former world champion in Edge.
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: Bah! Do you know how many former world champions there have been in UWF? It doesn't matter what you've done what matter sis what you're currently doing and Edge will be losing tonight!
Tony Schiavone: Also tonight we have the pick your poison matches. CM Punk has chosen Rey Mysterio as Joey Ryan's opponent and Joey Ryan has selected Roman Reigns as Punk's opponent.
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: Good. I hope Punk makes him tap out!
Tony Schiavone: And then of course Tyler Breeze takes on Rhino.
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: Let's just hope for the sake of humanity, Rhino leaves Breeze's face alone.
Tony Schiavone: Sure Brain, we all hope so. But first our World Champion here on Nitro, Roman Reigns, he was on the set this morning of Good Morning America with Michael Strahan, as he promoted the upcoming UWF WrestleMania
Michael Strahan: Ladies and gentleman, from the UWF, World Champion, Roman Reigns.
Roman Reigns: Thanks for having me.
Michael Strahan: Roman, this Sunday is WrestleMania. The companies biggest attraction of the year. Tell us why is this night so special to be apart of.
Roman Reigns: Well Mike, you have all the best talent in the world that are trying to outdo each other. If the first match is five star, then the second match, those guys or girls will want to top that. It is WrestleMania that pits the best versus the best. And I'm happy to be a big part of it this year.
Michael Strahan: Let's get into that. You are defending your title against Kevin Steen. Oh man is he a cocky loud mouth that likes to talk. He almost reminds me of Tom Brady, but minus all of the accolades Brady has.
Roman Reigns: Yeah Steen, he has one his fair share of titles. But now, now he's in my time. The time of the rise of the Roman Empire. I have held this title for many months now. I have faced some pretty tough competition, but on Sunday, it will be my biggest fight. WrestleMania alone, the name gives you goosebumps and to be a big attraction this year means everything to me. Last year I was an afterthought and one year later I am in one of the main events of the show. So Steen, he better be in for the fight of his life because I'm bringing the big fight to him.
Michael Strahan: Is there any other match you are paying close to or are you just focusing on your match.
Roman Reigns: No, I am always watching out for others on the card. I have friends behind the scenes and I always want the best for them. I guess the match I am looking forward to the outcome the most would be Daniel Bryan versus Tyler Breeze. Two phenomenal talents who get to work together and showcase what they can do on the biggest stage. It doesn't get bigger for either. This will be Breeze' first moment at this and I think he will pull off the "upset".
Michael Strahan: Well just like I did to Brady a few times in my career, go and spear the daylights out of Steen and keep that title where it belongs. Good luck on Sunday.
Roman Reigns: Thank you, Mike.
Camera fades as Strahan holds the title
Jeremy Borash: "Good Evening, Ladies and Gentlemen! My name is Jeremy Borash! As we brace ourselves for the white-hot confrontation between Rhino and Tyler Breeze, I've collected a sample to sate all of our appetites. My guest at this time locked up with Owen Hart last week, and some would say Rhino he put away Owen quite decisively, as a matter of a fact. Need no guesses, here is the man they call Rhino:"
The Camera pans to the left of the screen, as it then spots the incredibly tense, and the hulking Rhino, standing tall. He then moves closer towards the microphone for Jeremy Borash to interview him. Rhino remains silent, waiting for Jeremy to get the first word in,
Jeremy Borash: "Rhino, first things first, congratulations on your victory against your rival, Owen Hart, last week. There's no doubt he's been hot on your heels for the past couple of weeks, and it appears the friction between you two has reached a sort of lull. With that being said, What's your opinion on that, and what's it going to be like moving forward?"
Jeremy Borash leans his microphone in to give Rhino a chance to talk. Likewise, Rhino leans in, and looks to the camera in front of him to verbally follow up...
Rhino: "A lull in the War Machine's intricate web of violence and war is dangerous for the entire locker room, Jay'-Bee'. You, and everyone better believe that, before you go to bed tonight. It's right then and there, where I will become the most dangerous, and the Vicious Cycle will reach the peak of it's mountain of violence. Just like a rabid, mangy, starving man in the wilderness, that'll do anything for a fix for his hunger, instead I will do for to fix my hunger for war. It's the reason why I'm your Hardcore Champion. I'm a seemingly apparent wildcard when I'm in that ring, Goring common folk left-and-right. When you gun for my title, you'll be playing the most dangerous game of all, and it'll be against my unpredictability, killer instinct, and brute strength. Count on that when Wrestlemania comes, Jay-Bee'.
Jeremy Borash: " Will do. But, before Wrestlemania comes, you have to deal with Prince Pretty himself, Tyler Breeze. Again, what are your thoughts?"
Rhino: "What do I think of Prince Pretty, Jay'-Bee'? When I think of Prince Pretty, I think of Prince Petty. He walks around with those fur-lined boots, and his carnival of paid actors, no doubt thinking he has the world at his finger tips. Listen here, Tyler. While you play dollhouse and pretend you have the world at your fingertips, I have the world clenched in my Iron fist, and your doom is practically imminent. You'll barely be able to lift a finger against Daniel Bryan, after I curb stomp your hand through the canvas! I will snap your spine like a twig, as much as your lanky, testosterone-deficient body dictates! You should've counted your blessings before you faced me, because you're going to two different hells. One against me, and the other, after I send you straight to the arch-demon of envy, Leviathan himself!"
Rhino audibly snarls, before storming off backstage. Jeremy Borash is left standing awkwardly with the microphone still leant over, until the skit soon fades to black, and Nitro rolls on...
We fade out from the last segment of Nitro to a pre-taped promo. It's a blackened area where all we can see is the UWF Intercontinental Champion Daniel Bryan holding a replica of the old UWF Championship. He's looking away from the camera as he begins speaking.
Daniel Bryan: You know, it's been a crazy ride these past couple of years. I signed my name on the dotted line of my UWF contract 4 years ago and ever since then, this entire company has not been the same. No one can deny the impact that I have had over these past 4 years. I've been knocking over giants and bursting through walls cementing my name amongst the all-time greats of this business. I've been world champion multiple times over. In fact, I've even held this championship over my shoulder. But that was a different time. A dark time. While I'm proud to have held this championship, I'm not proud at how I got it. I had forgotten what got me to the dance and I became a weaker Daniel Bryan because.....Without you, without the Yes Movement.....I'm not the Absolute Best.
Bryan places the replica on the ground and picks up the real UWF Intercontinental Championship and places it over his shoulder.
Daniel Bryan: No one can deny my impact, but no one can deny yours, either. You people have a voice and for years, you've used that voice to give me power.....Power that I then abused......But even after every despicable act, you're still there, chanting Yes....and chanting my name. Which means the Yes Movement is alive and well.....In my opinion, it's stronger than its ever been before. This championship over my shoulder belongs to Us. It makes this title the single most important title in the UWF. It means we are the one true champion of Nitro.....and it means that Tyler Breeze doesn't stand a snowballs chance in Hell.
Bryan turns and finally looks at the camera, this time speaking to Breeze himself.
Daniel Bryan: Breeze, you have done everything in your power to piss me off and get under my skin. Congratulations, pal, you did it. However, you're not getting the desired effect. You're hoping I'm off my game going into WrestleMania but I won't be. You're hoping that you've gotten inside my head and psyched me out but you haven't. WrestleMania is My show. It's where I outperform everybody. And this is My championship and I'll be damned if some pretty boy chickenshit takes it from me. You're going to join a long list of others who thought they could step up to the plate and slay this Dragon......But all that's gonna happen is you're going to drown in the sea of the Yes Movement....and you won't be walking out of your own accord. Reserve a stay at the medical facility of your choice....Because you're going to need it.
Bryan walks off, chanting "Yes" over and over to himself, like a mantra as we fade into the next segment.
Fans boo like crazy as the theme of the longest reigning world champion in UWF history Rey Mysterio comes out. Rey is not alone as always he has his "sidekicks" Big Show, and Mark Henry coming out behind him.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from San Diego California, weighing in at 175 pounds, Rey Mysterio!
Rey Mysterio walks down the ramp, and he points at the fans who just boo him, and Rey heads into the ring. Big Show, and Henry don't grace the ring though as the stay outside in front on the announce tables, and stand there almost protecting the rear of the "hero" of the UWF.
YOU WON'T BREAK ME
NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY
YOU CAN'T SHAKE ME DOWN
I'M FUCKING BULLETPROOF
The crowd pops for the arrival of BulletProof's founding father Joey Ryan. Moment's pass before Joey Ryan steps through the curtains donning a BulletProof muscle t-shirt, & his signature sucker hanging loosely from the corner of his mouth. He smirks as the crowd is hyped up, and the energy is flowing throughout the arena.
Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 210 pounds, Joey Ryan!
Ryan walks down the ramp and enters the ring. He poses for the fans before taking off his shirt and warming up for the match.
Tony Schiavone: Rey Mysteiro vs Joey Ryan! this is set to be a good one and Bobby and i are joined tonight by one of the men who will face Rey Mystero at Wrestlemania in the Money in the Bank Ladder Match, Edge! How are you doing tonight Edge?
Edge:Doing good Tony, I'm just out here to scout some of my competition tonight.
VS 
DING DING DING
The match starts and both men immediately lock up. Joey has an obvious power advantage and he pushes Rey into the corner. There he puts his foot on the middle rope and looks out to the crowd in a sleazy fashion. Rey though slips under and flips Joey on his back in a sitout position for a quick pin.
1 . . .
2 . . .
And Joey Ryan kicks out! He looks at Rey with a shocked expression on his face, having almost lost right there. Rey uses the ropes to pop up quickly and dropkick Joey right in the face. Joey rolls away holding his face and Mysterio heads out to the apron before springboarding inside and Droppin' Da Dime on right on the head of Joey Ryan. Rey quickly hooks the leg for the pin.
1 . . .
2 . . .
But Joey Ryan kicks out again. Ryan looks to be a little loopy as he sits up but Rey kicks him in the chest to force him back on his back. Rey then walks over to the ropes and springboards off them with a moonsault. Joey is able to get his knees up though and Rey crushes his ribs when he lands on them. Joey knows that he has an opportunity to take control of the match so he picks up Rey and drops him down with a folding powerbomb directly into a pin.
1 . . .
2 . . .
And this time Rey kicks out at 2!
Tony Schiavone: Neither man seems to be getting a real big advantage in the early going here Brain.
Bobby Heenan: Just you wait, Mysterio's got two really big advantages just waiting on the wings.
Edge: Trust me, when it comes to the Money in the Bank, those two big oafs better stay way the hell away from me.
Just like Bobby said, Big Show looks like he's about to do something but it's just an intimidation factor from the big man. It does catch Ryan's attention though and it allows Rey to dropkick Ryan forward to land on the middle rope. The crowd boos as Mysterio goes to hit the 619 but Ryan moves out of the way at the last second. Rey lands back on the inside and directly into the waiting arms of Ryan who lifts him up and slams him back down with a big spinebuster!
Instead of going for the pin, Joey Ryan looks at both Henry and Show and sleazily poses for them as they both get a little angry at it. The crowd cheers as Joey smiles and decides to get back to business. He walks over to pick Rey up but Rey catches him with an inside cradle!
1 . . .
2 . . .
And Joey kicks out after almost getting caught once again! This time Joey takes out his aggression by repeatedly stomping on the downed Mysterio. Rey rolls out of the ring to get away and straight behind both Show and Henry. Joey exits the ring and confronts them while Rey tries to retreat around the other side of the ring. The ref drops down to get between Ryan and the two giants but this allows Edge to get off of commentary and he picks up Rey and plants him on the floor with the Edgecution! He then throws Rey's limp body into the ring and comes back to commentary.
Bobby Heenan: Oh come on what was that for! Rey was right about you, you are a villain!
Edge: I was just checking on my opponent on Sunday, making sure he safely got back into the ring. Can't have him anything less than 100% come Mania.
Joey Ryan notices Rey is lying motionless in the ring and he decides to reenter and take advantage. He allows Rey to get back to his feet on his own and he watches at he slowly turns around. Joey then runs at him and hits him with a spear! He points to Edge, acknowledging the assist and makes the cover.
1 . . .
2 . . .
But Rey kicks out at 2! Joey looks a little surprised, thinking he had him right there but he doesn't watse any time going back on the offensive. He picks up Mysterio by the waist and gets him up in a deadlift german suplex. Mysterio however flips over and lands on his feet behind Joey. He jumps onto Joey's shoulders and then turns around quickly to nail a hurricanrana! He hooks both legs of Joey's for the pin.
1 . . .
2 . . .
Ryan kicks out yet again! Joey got planted hard and is feeling the effects as he is slow to get up. Once he does though, he turns around and gets caught with a drop toe hold into the second rope. Now Mysteiro gets a full head of steam as he hits the ropes and comes back with the 619! Edge stands up from his seat and Rey looks back at him, making sure he doesn't try anything else. Edge takes off his headset but Rey just looks back at him and tells him to watch this. Rey then springboard off the ropes and right into That 70's Kick from Joey Ryan! He then falls on him for the pin.
1 . . .
2 . . .
3 . . .
Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Joey Ryan!
Bobby Heenan: You idiot! Now look what you did!
Edge: Love to chat but I got a match to prepare for.
And with that Edge takes off before Big Show and Mark Henry can reach him to exact revenge. Joey Ryan too leaves the ring after celebrating a bit. Rey Mysterio is then helped up by Big Show and Henry as the camera heads elsewhere.
The feed goes backstage, catching Breeze Staring at his phone, seemingly talking to himself in a hushed tone.
Tyler Breeze: I look good...I mean Really good. How do you even get this good at looking so damn good...Honestly it's a little scary how-
Devin Taylor: Excuse me Tyler.
Tyler Breeze:Ah! What! You don't just sneak up on people like that!
Devin Taylor: But the camera was pointing this way I thought you could see me coming
Tyler Breeze: How could I see you coming if I'm so lost in my beautiful eyes?
Devin Taylor: well I wanted too-
Tyler Breeze: Don't change the subject D-Von I asked you a question.
Devin Taylor: Um...I don't know how you could-
Tyler Breeze: Exactly, so you admit it's your fault. Apology not accepted, now what did you want Damon, I'm kind of busy here.
Devin Taylor: Well I just wanted to get your thoughts on facing Daniel Bryan at Wrestlemania now that you've done a fine job aggravating him.
Tyler Breeze: My thoughts? My thoughts are "I'm so Gorgeous", "Which residence should I stay in this week", "When will people open their eyes to what I'm capable of" And "Seriously I'm so damn Gorgeous". Uh yeah DayMan I didn't see any Daniel Bryan thoughts in there now did I? I don't care if he's angry now, if he's all riled up, I've blinded him into throwing away all his little friends...and by friends I mean people he paid to hang out with him because who wants to hang out with such an uggo for free...and now at Wrestlemania I'm going to show the American Dragon that the new Dragon Slayer around here isn't to be overlooked.
Devin Taylor: With that in mind, tonight you face the Hardcore Champion Rhino. Are you prepared to face such a ferocious champion this close to an angered champion at Wrestlemania?
Tyler Breeze: Prepared? I'm always prepared, I have plans on top of plans. Rhino may have run through the competition up until now, but tonight he is reminded of who eliminated him from the Royal Rumble match. Tonight he is reminded where his place is, down at the bottom of the barrel with the rest of the uggos fighting with weapons. Tonight he becomes but another light shining atop me, for when I defeat the Hardcore Champion one on one in the middle of the ring just like I did the International Heavyweight Champion...eyes are going to be open. And when you look at good as I do, all you need is for those eyes to land on you for a second...and then they will never turn away from you again, and it all leads up to me becoming the Intercontinental champion at Wrestlemania. And after defeating all the singles champions there are on Nitro, no one will be able to deny it any longer. I am the new Gorgeous Face of this company, So get used to staring...eventually that's all you'll be able to do around here.
Devin Taylor: One last thing, You announce-
Tyler Breeze: Oh wait what's that? mmmm do you feel that? yeah it's the feeling that This Interview is over, now scatter off and interview someone else...wait...you only seem to ever interview me...do you even work here?
Devin Taylor:....
Tyler Breeze:...Hello?
Devin Taylor just walks off, Breeze seems confused but turns back around and jumps as Tyrus is standing behind him with his arms crossed.
Tyler Breeze: Damn it! Why do people keep sneaking up on me!
Tyrus: I've literally been standing here the whole time.
Tyler Breeze: yeah well guess what, you're fired.
Breeze turns to storm off and jumps again as Bliss shows up on the other side.
Tyler Breeze: STOP DOING THAT!
Alexa Bliss: You're not fired Tyrus, we've got a lot to do so let's go and get ready.
Alexa leads the way as Tyler looks into his phone to calm himself down and follow her, as Tyrus follows both of them.
The feed takes us backstage where the lovely Renee Young is standing by with a microphone and her million-dollar smile. Renee kicks things off as the fans watching in the arena can be heard popping for the segment as it is played over the Titantron.
RENEE YOUNG
Hey everyone! I've been standing by here with Carlito, who has agreed to speak with me about his upcoming Wrestlemania V bout with Dolph Ziggler. Carlito, how are you feeling about the upco-- AHH!
UNIDENTIFIED VOICE
This is for the apple last week, you dick!
Renee scrambles as, from out of nowhere, a blonde-haired individual crashes in on the interview and begins hammering Carlito with clubbing blows to the shoulders and back. Carlito turns and tries to throw up resistance, shoving the attacker away, but is soon caught with a flurry of lefts and rights to the kidneys. The individual then grabs Carlito and unceremoniously spins him around to toss him face-first into a wall before leaping onto his back and dropping him with a thunderous Zig Zag on concrete floor, revealing his identity as Dolph Ziggler! Ziggler stands up and looms over the downed Carlito who is grabbing at his skull, then turns to Renee and claps hands with her in a high-five as the fans, again, are heard popping in the arena.
DOLPH ZIGGLER
Score one for the good guys!
RENEE YOUNG
I'm sorry, I'm joined now by Dolph Ziggler. Dolph, how are you feeling heading in to Wrestlemania V?
Dolph smiles as Renee extends the microphone in front of him.
Well, Renee, I'm feeling pretty good. A little while ago a good friend of mine did some reconnaissance work in Carlito's house and... man, did you know he keeps an autographed poster of himself on the wall of his bedroom? That's just next level narcissistic personality disorder nonsense right there, Renee. But let me tell you a thing about someone who is narcissistic: they can never see their own flaws. They think their crap doesn't stink. With Carlito here, it's not just his crap that stinks. It's his whole attitude, his whole persona, and definitely his entire in-ring career and resume. The guy's a nobody who has beaten nobodies. He doesn't even wash his dishes.
I'm the Show Off, and I've beaten a bunch of former World Champions. I'm practically next in line for Roman Reigns' International Championship and we all know that the moment I take a shot at that, I'm gonna win it. So all of this -- this match with Carly, this momentary Wrestlemania diversion to keep me out of the main event -- is just a formality. If you don't believe me, just check back with me in six months.
Renee is somewhat speechless for a moment as Dolph finishes his headstrong tirade. Then she follows up.
Why six months?
Dolph, grinning, obliges.
Because, Renee, real World Champions? They don't start on the World Champion tier. That's where Roman Reigns started, and he's a paper champion. He walked into Nitro and he was spoonfed his title. It was practically handed to him on a silver platter. Real champions -- guys like I endeavour to be and like Kevin Steen likely will be after 'mania -- we earn our shots. We carve a path a mile wide through the active roster, defeat all challengers, win accolades. And yeah, I've done my fair share of that. I've got wins over quality guys like CM Punk and Seth Rollins. I would've added Rey Mysterio to that last week -- technically I did, but I would have straight-up beaten him -- had Big Show not gotten involved and given me a DQ victory. I took second overall in the Royal Rumble and had the best showing of any Nitro athlete. Those are my credentials. But I say six months because I figure I've got to keep building that resume, you know? Maybe I go and beat on Tyler Breeze and avenge my loss. Maybe I go after Daniel Bryan. Maybe I take the Intercontinental Title on a run for a while. Who knows. What I do know is that I'm better than petty little feuds with guys like Carlito and nothing on the line.
Ziggler shrugs, then walks out of frame, leaving Renee to wrap things up. She does and the feed heads elsewhere.
The cameras go backstage to the backstage interviewer, JoJo.
JoJo: Good evening ladies and gentleman, I would like you to welcome my very special guests at this time, The Unified Tag Team Champions, Bubba Ray & Devon, the Dudley Boyz.
The camera pans out, with the Dudleyz, Stacy Keibler and Spike Dudley coming into the shot. The Dudleyz don't look very happy with the Unified Tag Titles over their shoulders as JoJo goes to speak but Devon motions for her to put the mic to his mouth.
Devon: Oh that's right my child, we are the Unified Tag Team Champions aren't we, it has been so long since people have actually given us the respect these tag titles bring with them.
Bubba Ray: You see JoJo, I bet you had a few questions to ask the Dudley Boyz, I bet you were practising all day, looking in the mirror and pretending you were talking to us, we hate to be those guys JoJo but whatever you had planned, isn't what is going to go down. Right now, we aren't really in the mood to be asked questions. Right now, all we want to do is get some things off our chests so we will leave it up to you with what you do, you can hang around and hold this mic, maybe get a little more camera time, or you can beat it and get an earlier mark, put your feet up and just relax.
Bubba finishes talking and looks towards JoJo. JoJo seems to take a little time to think it over, nodding her head as she doesn't move. She looks around and puts the mic towards Stacy as she seems to have made up her mind.
Stacy: Good choice JoJo, I needed a bit more female presence here just so the boys behave themselves and keep up their good manners. Now let's get down to business. Last week on Nitro, your Tag Team Champions were on hand to run down to the ring and get into the action that was happening with just a few of the tag teams that are on Nitro. We didn't have to do that, Ethan Carter had given us the night off but we decided to give the loving fans exactly what they wanted. My boys went out there and they got laid out. Devon ate a super kick and Bubba had his little general kicked up into his throat.
JoJo now moves the mic towards Spike as he begins to speak.
Spike: Thank you very much you pair of Wet Bandits, you just killed my chances of having some nephews. What really annoyed me though was that in the past few weeks, it seems every single tag team on Nitro has got one over on the old Dudley Boyz. A few weeks ago, Jimmy has Devon's shoulders down, trying to go for the 1-2-3 and our Tag Team Titles. Even shorter ago then that, The Young Bucks defeated my brothers in a non title match and as Stacy said, last week it was the Wet Bandits turn to get one over on them.
Devon: You see JoJo, wrestling is all about momentum and at the moment, it would seem my brother and I have given all the other teams the momentum going into Wrestlemania.
Bubba: Wrestlemania, the biggest stage for the biggest wrestlers for the biggest matches off their lives!! This isn't our first Wrestlemania JoJo, we know what we have to do to get it down on the big stage and at the minute, we are failing. By now, we should be real and truly buried deep inside our opponents head, all sweating and wondering how they are not only going to defeat The Dudley Boyz but how they are going to survive the Dudley Boyz but instead....
Stacy: Instead my boys have been up all week pacing and panicking. My boys haven't had the right preparation and the only thing that my boys have come up with is to drop their standards down to the opponents.
Spike: I am worried for my brothers JoJo, those tag team titles are the loosest they have ever been around their waists, I can actually see some space in between them. It has been a long time since I have seen them like this but as much as I am worried about my brothers, I am not worried about the situation they find themselves in.
Stacy: Take a look at my boys. It is my job to take these thoughts and change them into winning ones and I am not just here to be a pretty face. I came back to the UWF for moments like this. Wrestlemania is the biggest stage in our careers, we have a massive match at Wrestlemania and we are feeling the pressure.
Bubba: We are just repeating ourselves now so let me get on with it, All the new boys that have come to the UWF and are fighting for our titles, I hope you are watching because you have us worried, I can just imagine you now looking at each other and thinking you can write us off now because we can admit the truth but the fact of the matter is that at the moment, we feel like rats stuck under a metal bucket ontop of someone's stomach, burning away and it's getting hotter and hotter.
Devon: Anyone who has any knowledge of rats should know that if a Rat is feeling hot with no place to go, they go down and fight with everything they have to escape so this is a warning, you might have us trapped but we will fight, tooth and nail to keep our Tag Titles and if you think we are going to go down without a fight, you are sorely mistaken.
With that, Devon motions off the camera as JoJo lowers the mic and the Foursome walk off as the camera cuts to somewhere else in the arena.
Breeze walks across the stage before stepping to the middle of the rampway and spin around revealing himself to the crowd. He turns to look at his phone as he holds it up high, Tyrus comes through the curtain following behind him. Breeze begins to walk down the ramp and Bliss and Tyrus start moving following his step, Bliss holds out her open hand to the crowd reaching forward telling them to get back as Breeze is walking down the ramp.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from his seasonal residence in Monte Carlo, Tyler Breeze!
They make it to the end of the ramp and Breeze stops and looks around, while Bliss skips over around the ring and hops up on the ring apron. Breeze makes his way over and Bliss jumps up to her feet and spins around through the ropes and into the ring, Tyler moves his feet under the bottom rope laying across the ring apron as Bliss stands atop the bottom rope and leaning over the top. She bounces back and Breeze rolls in and stands up.
"Gore!"
"Gore!"
"GORE!"
Common folk flee for safety, as beastly chants for The Gore vociferate through the PA'. Shortly after, the deliberately cruel sound of a Rhinoceros charging forward takes over. They know the drill, and you better too: it's Rhino! Likewise, Rhino appears at the top of the entrance ramp. Certainly, of course, with his Hardcore title wrapped around his ridiculously large waist, and center of mass. He exchanges a one-time exchange of glances to his left-and-right, before making his way down to the ring.
Tony Chimel: And his opponent from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 295 pounds, Rhino!
Rhino turns left face, as he was making his way down to ringside before making his way up the steel staircase, and entering the ring through the middle rope.
VS 
DING DING DING
As the match gets underway, Rhino hungrily goes on the offensive as he charges at Breeze and throws a hard right but Breeze grabs him by the wrist with one hand and under the punching arm with his free hand and hip tosses him. Rhino lands in a seated position and angrily pushes himself up to his feet as he throws an uppercut but Breeze grabs his fist with one hand and his wrist with the other hand to stop it, delivering a kick to the solar plexus before tossing him head over heels by the arm he's in control of as Rhino lands in a seated position again.
Furious, Rhino pushes himself to his feet again, although quicker this time, as he throws a series of furious lefts and rights, alternating with each swing. But the attacks are of no avail because Breeze is easily sidestepping each of them. Rhino goes to lock up with Breeze but as he does, Breeze leaps back to create distance between them in order to avoid letting an uggo touch him. Rhino gets aggravated and takes a wild right swing but Breeze dodges it. Rhino throws a left in response that Breeze also dodges before leaping up and connecting with an enziguiri to the left side of the back of his opponent's head as Rhino goes down.
As Rhino falls forward, he puts his arms out in front of him and catches himself on the mat as Breeze stomps on the back of his head with both feet, driving him face first into the mat as his arms go out straight to each side. Breeze follows up by sitting on the small of Rhino's back, his feet on Rhino's hands, as he reaches forward with his arms and locks his hands together under Rhino's chin, wrenching back with a painful looking Camel Clutch.
Tony Schiavone: Rhino may tap here!
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: Could you try being less generic with your commentary, please? The match just started, he is not going to tap!
Rhino is able to get his arms off the legs of Breeze and stand himself up with Tyler sitting on his shoulders. Tyler has a look of worry on his face and Rhino drops him back with an electric chair! Breeze sits up, arching his back in pain but Rhino just grabs him by the hair and walks him over to the corner. There he begins to throw Tyler's head into the turnbuckle. Alexa winches on the outside with each hit to Tyler's gorgeous face. Rhino then picks Breeze up on his shoulder and nails him with a running powerslam into the cover!
1 . . .
2 . . .
Tyler kicks out at 2! Rhino doesn't give Breeze any time to recover but Tyler pokes Rhino in the eye when he tries to pick him up. Rhino turns way and rubs at his eye but Tyler chop blocks him and takes him down. Rhino turns over on the mat and grabs at his knee but Tyler grabs a hold of it and turns him back around to lock in a single leg boston crab.
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: Here we go, now he's got him.
Tony Schiavone: They don't call Rhino the War Machine for nothing Brain. I expect him to fight out of this one.
Tony is right as Rhino uses his upper body strength to get to the ropes and break the hold. Tyler holds onto the hold for as long as he can before he breaks on 4. Rhino uses the ropes to get back to his feet and Tyler goes back on the attack. He walks over to Rhino but the War Machine hits him with a back elbow. Tyler stumbles a bit but comes right back but Rhino catches him onto his shoulders and in one quick motion, plants him down with the death valley driver! The ref then drops down for the cover.
1 . . .
2 . . .
And Breeze gets the shoulder up at 2! He uses the momentum of that kickout to roll out of the ring and fall into the waiting arms of Tyrus and Alexa. Tyrus grabs him and helps him walk back up the ramp.
Tony Schiavone: What's he doing?
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: He's got better things to worry about, Tony, like Wrestlemania.
The crowd boos as Tyler waves them off and Rhino stands in the ring pissed and yet willing to let it happen as the official reaches a 10 count.
Tony Chimel: Here is your winner as a result of a countout, Rhino!
Rhino raises the title high. He's still a little angry after what just happened but he still celebrates as the camera heads elsewhere.
The titantron switches from the UWF Nitro graphic to a live feed from backstage, where the co-contenders for the UWF Unified World Tag Team Championships, The Young Bucks, are standing by.
Matt: Oh suh dudes? Young Bucks here with, uh, what are we gonna call this?
Nick: How about a public service announcement.
Matt: A PSA - I like that. Yeah, I like that a lot. Because it's about time the UWF Universe pulled their heads out their butts and started paying attention.
Nick: I couldn't agree more. "UWF Universe" pssssssh. What does that even mean? You know, for a whole universe, you guys sure have a hard time recognizing real stars when they shoot right past you.
Matt: Like us. The most legit, most bonafide, most decorated, most celebrated tag team on the international scene today - we come to the UWF and what do we get?
Nick: Boos.
Matt: And?
Nick: Hate mail.
Matt: And?
Nick: Gross, sweaty "fans" waiting for us to leave the arena after the show so they can tell us how much they dislike us before asking for an autograph.
Matt: And you know what we say? We say "No Way, Jose". We tell them - and hey, consider this PSA number one - no fan service unless you're a real fan. If you're not sporting Bucks merch head-to-toe when you approach us, you're getting snubbed. A hard snub.
Nick: PSA number 2. We're competing for the UWF Unified World Tag Team Championships at Wrestlemania against four teams that absolutely suck. We're insulted to even have to share a ring with them on the grandest stage of them all. We've beat two of 'em, already schooled another and the ones that are left are glorified jobbers.
Matt: Not even glorified. They're just jobbers. Bad ones. Curtain-jerking losers.
Nick: The single saving grace here is that it's an elimination match. That means we can systematically get rid of each team, further proving that we're better than any and all of them.
Matt: PSA number three. Dave Meltzer likes us. We like Dave Meltzer. It's a mutual recognition of superiority in our respective fields. You might even call us "Dave Meltzer Guys", and guess what? Dave might call himself a "Young Bucks Guy". Will Dave be at Wrestlemania? Of freaking course. Whether that's in a professional capacity as a reporter or to cheer on yours truly is none of your business. Just know that the Pope of all things Smark has pretty much anointed us as the saviors of tag team wrestling.
Nick: And the final PSA. Always brush your teeth.
Matt: Unless you're one of the teams competing against us at Wrestlemania. We've got you covered. We'll be brushing all those teeth with some gosh darn superkicks.
Nick: The sweet sound of boot to jaw will be the anthem of our finest hour
Matt: Dude... that's really poetic.
Nick: Hey, know what rhymes with poetic?
Matt: What?
Nick: Superkick.
Matt: ... kinda. I guess.
Nick: That's it. Bucks out.
The Jackson brothers walk off screen and Nitro continues elsewhere.
The camera cuts to a dark room, and all of a sudden a small light turns on at a desk in the far corner of the room. The rather large frame of Matt Morgan sits down at the desk with a large box in hand. He opens the box and slowly removes a small doll from inside. As the camera moves in, the doll bares a striking resemblance.
WrestleMania...the greatest spectacle to ever occur. A night that makes or destroys careers. You know I'm sure all of these pathetic ungrateful pieces of trash called fans would love it if I were to bail, or somehow lose the ladder match in some way shape or form. I have some rather unfortunate news for all of them, as well as my opponents. I have the ultimate tool at my disposal in which to insure victory.
Morgan lets the cameras take a closer look at the small doll, and the identity resembles that of Rey Mysterio.
Such a small little man, and yet having so much success. It is such a shame that you will have to be a victim of my mission. My mission is to eliminate everyone that inserts themselves in the way of that briefcase. Now while I may not be sticking a needle into you right this moment, know that at any moment I can and will take this here weapon, and remove you from this business. The only way you are making it up that ladder is if you drink a huge Red Bull and grow a pair of fucking wings.
Morgan pulls out the next doll, mirroring an image of Bray Wyatt.
Well I'm sure you probably have one of these for everyone now don't ya Bray? You are the darkest soul I think I have ever encountered, and you are a big part of my going off the deep end. I guess I should thank you, but what I really want to do is rip this here head off, and see if you even bleed red. I have an odd feeling all that's inside of that soul is black. Combine the blackness and the shiny championship one could win with that briefcase? Well lets just say that nobody in their right mind likes the song Black and Yellow.
Matt pulls out the next one, this one however is not a human shape.
Now then Rhyno, I guess you are wondering why I have made your doll into the shape of an actual Rhino. Well my friend its quite simple...they are normally peaceful creatures, but in some parts of the world, they are few and far between. The way I see it pal, you are already on the endangered species list, and I think at WrestleMania I'm going to bury you under a ruble of ladders and superstars, making you extinct.
Morgan pulls out dolls of Edge as well as Blackman.
You two are the two biggest oddballs in the match. What in the hell is a cute blonde and a Chuck Norris fan club member doing in a wrestling match? You both need a lesson in ass kicking, and I'm fixin to give it to you. But for now its time you did a little match...69 style.
As he sets the two up in the perverted position, the camera man points into the box stating there is one more doll.
Oh...haha well since you asked so nicely... this here is the hottest commodity there is on earth. This is the one and only authentic Donald Trump Voodoo Doll. Now I had every intention of using this for pure evil, but I mean what can I do? He already has piles of shit coming out of his mouth, and if elected is clearly going to take it in the ass by the Chinese. He did the job for me haha.
Morgan laughs as the camera man backs away, while Morgan imitates Trump talking to all of the other dolls...
As the camera cuts to backstage of Nitro where Renee Young is at the interview area smiling just before she puts the mic to her lips to speak
Renee Young
Please Welcome my guests at this time the newest superstars signed to UWF Nitro. Kofi Kingston,Xavier Woods , And Big E the New Day.
As the New Day comes into the interview area next to Renee Smiling and happy to be at Nitro and Xavier Woods has a red bag over his shoulder
Renee Young
Now that you made it to UWF Nitro what are your intentions of Nitro's tag team division seeing that the Dudley's are the Tag Team Champions and The Young Bucks,The Usos, Wet Bandits and C.U.N.T are all facing the Dudley's for the Tag Team Championships what are your thoughts.
Kofi Kingston
What are our intentions Renee? Our Intentions are to be the Best team in UWF History! Also To be the UWF World Tag Team Champions!
Big E
But how can we do that Renee when almost every team in the Tag Team Division is in that match . But Tonight We Bring positivity to Not Only The Tag Team Division Or To UWF Nitro. But Everyone in the UWF Universe
Xavier Woods
And What Better match would you rather see then a Tag Team Title Match At Wrestlemania V with The Dudley's vs The New Day in A Tables match where we can put them through there own Creation
Big E
By the way Dixie Carter Book that by the way
Xavier Woods
But like my good pal Big E said that's already booked and confirmed for Wrestlemania so The New Day can not shine at Wrestlemania. But maybe at the net Pay per view we could do that whatever the pay per view is . But that's then and tonight I have to unveil the next member of The New Day.I'll go get her
Xavier walks away with his bag over his shoulder and comes back blowing his trombone as The New Day danced as Xavier played his trombone.Renee looks on awkwardly .
Kofi Kingston
Oh you wanna join us Renee ? Clap with us Renee!!
As The New Day starts to clap Renee join in and The Whole UWF Universe and chanting "New Day Rocks, New Day Rocks" and they all dance
As Nitro cuts to commercial
Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a non title match and it is scheduled for one fall!
Tony Chimel: Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois and weighing 218 pounds... C... M... PUNK!
Punk trots through the curtains to a fairly harsh response from the crowd, who are none too happy with the self-proclaimed Best in the World as he prepares to face off with the reigning International Champion. Punk drops to one knee at the top of the ramp and traces a circle on the steel of the stage before tapping his wrist and then shouting, "IT'S CLOBBERIN' TIME!" Punk then rises to his feet and saunters down the ramp, unconcerned with his fans who are looking for high-fives, before rolling into the ring under the bottom rope and heading straight to the corner to lounge and await Reigns' arrival.
Tony Chimel: And introducing the opponent, he is the UWF International Champion. From Pensacola, Florida and weighing 265 pounds... Roman REIGNS!
A thud is heard throughout the arena as the cameras and lights sweep the stands, seeking the International Champion. They soon find him at one of the arena's crowd entrances, his title sported proudly on his shoulder as he raises a fist and his fans in the audience pop loudly for him. Roman then marches down the steps toward the barricade, and when he reaches it he hops that, climbs the steel ring steps, and enters the ring. Roman has a smug expression on his face as he eyes up his opponent, handing his title to the official in the meanwhile. The referee passes the title on to a ringside attendant as Roman climbs the top rope and works the crowd, who again pop. CM Punk feigns a yawn while Reigns hops off the turnbuckle, then both men wait for the starting bell.
-VERSUS- 
DING DING DING!
The two close the gap slowly, arms extended as they both seem to be signalling a tie-up. As Reigns closes in however, Punk kicks his palm wide and then comes in and locks the International Champion in a headlock before dropping him with a quick hip toss. Punk keeps the headlock locked in even as the International Champions slowly pushes to his feet and drives an elbow into Punk's gut before repositioning to execute a snapmare. Punk, seated, is locked into a headlock this time as the fans start a "Roman Reigns!" chant.
Tony Schiavone: Roman Reigns is showing some ring savvy here tonight by keeping CM Punk locked down and unable to execute his explosive offense.
Bobby Heenan: Yeah, but he's not doing any lasting damage by keeping Punk locked up in these rest holds. It's all just superficial.
As if to prove Reigns' point, Punk manages to push up to one knee and then elbows Reigns three times to break the hold before shoving him away. Reigns charges, looking for a lariat, but Punk leaps onto him with a Lou Thesz Press before mounting and driving clubbing fists into the champion's face! Reigns eats several before getting his arms up and Punk transitions, spinning about before locking in an armbar with his legs! Reigns has no choice but to lie there and take it as Punk hyperextends his left arm, then drives a series of targetted punches into the inside of the elbow joint before, finally, releasing it and spinning back up to his feet. Reigns tries to sit up, but as he does Punk charges and punts him square on the jaw, and Reigns' bell is clearly rung as he lands flat on his back. Punk goes for the cover.
Bobby Heenan: Brutal kick from Punk and he'll go for the first pin of the match.
1...
...NO!
Reigns kicks out, but Punk allows no separation, locking in yet another side headlock.
Tony Schiavone: CM Punk now going to the headlock as he tries to exhaust Reigns a little bit.
Bobby Heenan: He's playing it smart here. While Reigns isn't doing lasting damage to Punk with those holds, Punk is taking some of the gas out of Reigns' tank and possibly robbing him of those big power moves he uses to finish.
Punk wrenches on the headlock several times as Reigns tries to fight back to his feet, then punches him square on the top of the head, all in an effort to keep the hold locked in. Reigns, however, grabs onto Punk's arms and actually uses brute strength just to pry away the grip of the former champion. As he does, Punk kicks Reigns square in the gut, however, then drops the champion with a DDT as the fans hit him with some boos.
Bobby Heenan: Just as it looked like Reigns was going to rally, an absolute momentum-killer from Punk with that DDT.
Punk pulls Reigns right back to a seated position and again locks in a headlock, this time from behind. Reigns, however, once more fights up to a vertical base, albeit doubled over as Punk rotates to the side, content to keep Reigns locked up as it seems like the Champion's lights are fading. The fans start stomping, clapping, and cheering for Reigns however, and this helps the champion rally before lifting Punk up and over with a Saito suplex! Reigns is quick to recover and he brushes back his hair before moving in on Punk, hauling him to his feet and whipping him into the ropes. As Punk rebounds, Reigns doubles over as it to throw him up and overhead, but Punk stops his momentum enough to kick Roman square in the face, causing the champion to snap up and eat a roundhouse kick to the side of the head! Roman is stunned and wobbled, and Punk grabs his head and executes a hip toss before locking in the Anaconda Vise!
Tony Schiavone: The Anaconda Vice! Punk has it locked in!
Bobby Heenan: This could be the crowning moment to Punk's entire match strategy, as he has been focusing that head something fierce.
Reigns has an arm raised and keeps it high, refusing to tap, as Punk wrenches hard on his signature submission. Punk's looking to make a statement as he shouts, "Just give up!" to the champion, but Reigns is clearly saying something back even from within the hold. Reigns then rolls through and pins Punk's shoulders to the mat even as the submission hold remains locked in!
1...
2...
...NO!
Punk kicks out, breaking his submission hold in the process. Reigns rolls away, clutching the back of his neck and clearly showing the wear and tear of the submission hold as CM Punk pushes to his feet, then works the crowd before calling for the GTS!
Tony Schiavone: It looks like CM Punk is going to try and put this one away, Brain!
Bobby Heenan: No better time to do it!
Punk closes on Reigns and bends over to pull him to his feet. The champion is slow on the rise, grabbing Punk by the waist as he is pulled to his knees. But Reigns shows some resilience as he shoves Punk several steps away, and then erupts in a blur of action as he charges and executes a spear out of nowhere!
Bobby Heenan: WHAT?!?
Tony Schiavone: Spear! Spear! Roman Reigns is back in this thing!
Reigns hooks the leg.
1...
2...
...NO!
Tony Schiavone: Somehow Punk kicks out!
Bobby Heenan: These are world-class athletes here, Schiavone! You can't be surprised by that.
Reigns is on his back and wide-eyed as he clutches his head, unable to believe Punk kicked out of his signature move. Punk, meanwhile, rolls out of the ring and takes a minute to regroup on the outside as the fans in the crowd start up a "Let's go Roman!" chant. Punk uses the barricade to get to his feet just as Reigns is using the ropes to do the same in the ring. Punk, seeing the opportunity, slides in as Reigns gets to his feet, then charges the champion, but Roman falls back down and uses his hands to pull down the top rope, sending Punk crashing over the rope to the outside! Punk lands on his feet, however... but as he turns around he's unable to react as the champion comes diving through the top and second ropes with a suicide dive that sends Punk crashing spine-first into the barricade! The fans pop huge as Reigns gets back to his feet quickly, Punk left seated by the barricade. Reigns starts to drive a series of rights to Punk's face before...
Tony Schiavone: What?!?
Bobby Heenan: Looks like Steen is coming for some retribution for earlier in the evening, Schiavone.
That driving theme that has become synonymous with Mr. Wrestling himself precedes the arrival of Kevin Steen, who comes trotting out from the back with the smuggest of smug grins on his face as he surveys his 'mania opponent from the top of the ramp. Reigns immediately stops his assault on Punk and rounds the ring to stand at the foot of the ramp, gesturing for Steen to come and get some, but Kevin simply folds his arms at the top of it and chuckles as he shakes his head.
Tony Schiavone: Kevin Steen showing up here, but it doesn't look like he has any interest in any more brawls with the champion tonight.
While Reigns is distracted, Punk has actually recovered and rolled into the ring to stop the count-out. He then shouts at Reigns who turns back around, only to catch the flying Punk as he dives over top with a suicide plancha, dropping Reigns to the hard floor below!
Bobby Heenan: High risk maneuver from Punk who very shrewdly has taken advantage of a distraction here, Schiavone.
Tony Schiavone: No honor.
Steen laughs as the fans hit both him and Punk with some heat. Punk rises to his feet and looks up at Mr. Wrestling with a glint of ambition in his eye before turning his attention back to the task at hand and rolling Reigns into the ring. Punk then slides in after him, hauls Reigns to his feet and puts him up on his shoulders for the GTS but Roman fights out of it and falls behind Punk. Punk turns around and gets hit with a superman punch! Roman holds his fist out for Steen to see. He walks over to the ropes and tells him to watch what's about to happen but he doesn't notice Punk come up from behind and roll him up!
Tony Schiavone: Punk could be about to notch up a huge W here tonight!
1...
2...
...3!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner,
CM PUNK!
As the fans continue to shower Punk and Steen with heat, the former rolls out of the ring, leaving Reigns beaten in the ring. Punk marches up the ramp before throwing his arms up to work the crowd, who once more hit him with a renewed wave of boos. Punk then walks past Steen, eyeing Mr. Wrestling up before throwing him a cursory nod and exiting the arena.
Tony Schiavone: CM Punk showing some appreciation to the man who helped him win here tonight, Brain.
Bobby Heenan: Don't know what you're talking about there, Schiavone. Punk didn't ask Steen to come out and watch the match and it's not his fault the International Champion couldn't stay focused on the task at hand. Punk's a formidable opponent at the best of times but when you let him run roughshod unchecked, you're asking for this outcome.
Tony Schiavone: If you say so.
Reigns has managed to get to one knee and his head is hanging low before he brushes his hair back and looks up at Steen, still on the top of the ramp, with the iciest of glares he can muster up. Clearly, the champion is angry at the loss tonight and angrier still at his Wrestlemania challenger's involvement as he rises to his feet and the official hands him his strap. Roman begins to motion towards Steen and tells him to get in the ring instead of staying out there like a bitch.
Kevin Steen stares down the ramp at Roman Reigns, refusing to make the walk down to confront him head-on despite the champion's challenge to do so. The crowd is demanding a brawl, many pleading with Steen to do what he's been known to do best while others chant for Reigns. "Mr. Wrestling" shakes his head and mouths something indiscernible over the sound of the UWF Universe - but it's clear he's going to stay right where he is. The fans are fed up with him. There are no more KILL STEEN KILL chants, nor FIGHT STEEN FIGHT. Only boos as the Number One Contender elects to raise his microphone to speak rather than going down to fight.
Steen: No no no, I'm fine up here. I know you'd like nothing more than for me to step into that ring - outside of the confines of company rules and regulations - to try and do whatever you could to make sure I don't make it to Wrestlemania. That's why you blindsided me last week with that cheap shot in the nose. You're desperate to find a way out. Looking for a short cut because you know that if and when it comes time for us to finally square off one-on-one, I'm going to destroy you, Roman.
So I'll stand up here and you can wallow down in that ring like the pathetic loser you are. You've got these people planted firmly behind you now. For some unfathomable reason they've picked you over me. I guess they're conditioned to swallow whatever bullshit they're spoon-fed. They've hopped on board the hype train, but nobody's bought into more than you have.
Roman, you think you're bulletproof? No. This paper thin title reign of yours is an insult to the sport of professional wrestling, and any man who was actually worthy of being called champion that came before you. All you are is a corporate construct - factory made to be the "next big thing". Well buddy, the bigger they are, the farther they fall, isn't that right? There's the mythos... this... this intangible sort of energy around you... people thinking that it's all true, that maybe Roman Reigns truly is the next great star. But that idea is built on nothing. Lies and mismatches and stolen opportunities, nothing more. It's like a secret being whispered around. A hopeful excitement. And it's delicate. Real delicate. Because there's no backbone to any of it.
You don't realize it yet because you're an egocentric moron who has spent his whole life being told that he's destined for greatness. But me? I see it. Yeah, I see it perfectly clearly. I'm the guy who crawled up from nothing to take everything I wanted. Nobody ever encouraged me. Nobody ever promised me anything or told me I would be amazing. I knew what I could do and I had to prove it to each and every person who ever watched me compete. Judging by the reaction here, I'm still proving it.
The main difference between us, I'm authentic, and nobody can spot a fake like the real deal can. There's no substance to you. Not a single god damn drop of anything worthwhile. You are the latest in a long line of unworthy UWF International Champions. This company needs one it can be proud of. It needs me.
I'm not gonna fight you tonight. But the clocks ticking. It's just days away now. Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock. I can... I can feel it. Can you feel it, Roman? Do you know it as certainly as I do? I keep wondering how far lost in your delusion you are, but I don't think I care anymore, anyway. When I get my hands on you, I'm going to dissect you. Rip you apart with moves you've never seen. Take everything you've got and show you that it's nothing. And when your spirit is as broken as your body, then... and only then... will I mercifully end the match and take that championship.
Wrestlemania is my night. Nitro is my show. This is my time. This is the end of the Roman Empi - no. I won't call it that. It's such a stupid thing to say. I'm just gonna break you and take what's mine.
Steen lowers his mic and turns his back on Reigns, walking backstage. The fans boo him like they never have before, but he is ambivalent to their reaction as he disappears from sight.
Scene opens up to a room with a light shining onto a chair as the rest of the room is pitch black. The sound of a door opening and shutting is heard followed by footsteps as a voice is heard
??:: I am the best out there that has yet to be signed by this company. Now that I am here, I am going to take this company by storm. I'm the best thing that my family has ever created. I have shown the world why I am the best there is and now I'm going to show this big company why I am what I say I am.
Just then a dark figure moves closer to the light as now the figure can be seen.
Tedy Hart:: The Hart name has been out there for a while and no one has truly picked up the ball and did anything with it since Bret. But your truly has been running with it and carrying the name loud and proud. He'll maybe even better than Bret. I've done it all there is to do in Japan, Mexico, and all over the world. Now I'm here to show that I'm no fluke.
Hart sits down in the chair as he looks up with a smirk.
Tedy Hart:: I've been signed to nitro and as I look over the roster I see nothing but people who couldn't hold a candle to me. I've stolen many a show and outclassed many a wrestler so this roster is a piece of cake and ain't nothing I can't handle. All you sons of bitches wanna be me, all your women wanna be with me, and all your kids wanna see me. See all you bitches very soon.
Hart winks as he stands up and walks out of the room as the scene fades out.
"Godzilla" blasts through the arena as the Number One Contender for the UWF International Championship, Kevin Steen, walks out on to the ramp. Steen is sporting a purposeful grimace as he marches down towards the squared circle.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Marieville Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 266 pounds, Kevin Steen!
Steen calmly walks down to the ring as the fans all around boo him. He enters without a care in the world and just waits for his opponent.
YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME
Edge comes out as the fans are starting to warm up to him and give him some cheers. He walks out on the ramp for his signature pyro.
Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 241 pounds, he is the Rated R...Suuuuuuuperstar, Edge!
The camera closes in and there is actually a smile on Edge's face as he makes his way down the ramp. He slides in under the bottom rope and poses in the corner for the fans. All the while Kevin just stares at Edge and the ref calls for the bell.
VS 
DING DING DING
Steen continues to just stares at Edge, not moving an inch as Edge is walking around, looking to tie up. Steen has his arms by his side, clearly not even taking Edge seriously. That might need to change however as Edge just walks up to him and kicks him in the stomach. He then starts to punch Steen over and over again, quickly backing him into a corner. The ref tries to get between the two and while he's pushing Edge off, Kevin pokes Edge in the eye. The Rated R superstar walks back to the middle of the ring, rubbing his eye until Steen clubs him from behind with a lariat to the back of the head.
Bobby Heenan: This is why I love Kevin Steen. He's not afraid to get down and dirty when need be. We need a champion like him.
Tony Schiavone: Well if that does happen at Wrestlemania, Edge is one of the odds on favorites to win the Money in the Bank.
Bobby Heenan: Says who!? With this new rule, he can't take advantage like always and Kevin's about to prove he can beat him any day of the week.
Steen picks up Edge and throws him into the corner. There he begins to throw multiple punches with Edge falling further and further down with each punch. Now in a seated position, Steen walks over to the opposite side of the ring. He hangs off the ropes for a bit before charging and going for the Cannonball! Edge manages to move out of the way however and Steen crashes into the corner upside down. Edge pulls his feet down and quickly stands him up and lifts him before planting him back down with the Edgecution! The ref then drops down for the cover.
1 . . .
2 . . .
But Steen kicks out! Perhaps is was too early for that to finish him off but it sure did a lot of damage to Steen as he stays lying there on the mat holding his head. Edge brings him back to his feet and throws him in a side headlock, trying to weaken the head of Steen. Steen throws an elbow into the gut of Edge but Edge just goes behind him and drops him backwards with the Edge-O-Matic. the back of Steen's head bounces off the mat and Edge hooks the leg of Kevin's that's in the air due to the momentum of the move.
1 . . .
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And Steen kicks out once again!
Tony Schiavone: You've got to admit Brain, this is great strategy to target the head.
Bobby Heenan: It's basic strategy Tony. If Edge was smart, he'd be targeting the mid section to soften him up for the spear. Edge is dumb.
Steen rolls out of the ring but Edge decides to follow suit. As soon as Edge steps outside, Steen kicks him in the gut and then throws him into the steel steps! The crowd boos loudly as Kevin catches his breaks for awhile. Edge is on his hands and knees, trying to crawl back into the ring but Kevin decides to take advantage. He grabs Edge and sticks his head between his legs. He lifts him up in a powerbomb position, looking to hit a powerbomb on the apron but Edge fights back by punching Kevin in the head. Steen drops Edge and the Rated R Superstar comes back with a big boot!
Edge picks up Kevin and throws him back into the ring. Edge slides in to follow him but Kevin quickly attacks him on his way in with a elbow to spine. Steen continues to lay on the assault until he decides to hit the ropes and come back with a big senton on the prone Edge. He then goes for the cover.
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But Edge kicks out! Kevin quickly locks in a headlock to keep Edge grounded.
Bobby Heenan: See, this is smart strategy.
Tony Schiavone: It's a headlock!
Bobby Heenan: Yeah but it keeps Edge grounded and it gives Steen enough time to recover after alkl those shots to the head.
Tony Schiavone: So you agree with Edge's strategy?
Bobby Heenan: No he's still dumb, I was just saying those shots had an effect and now Kevin's nullifying them. Now it'll be like the last 5 minutes of damage never happened.
Kevin still has the headlock locked in. He talks some trash to Edge but all it seems to do is rile him up. It's not long until Edge is able to get to a knee. He starts punching Steen in the stomach before falling down with a jawbreaker. Kevin retreats to the ropes, holding his face and Edge runs up to him but Steen gets an elbow up in time that sends Edge reeling. Steen walks up to taker advantage but Edge lifts him up and drops him down with a flapjack! The ref drops down to count the pin.
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And Steen kicks out! Edge simply stands up and grabs Steen's feet. He steps through them and crosses them to lock in the sharpshooter! Kevin cries out in pain ans he tries to find a way to scramble towards the ropes. It takes awhile but Kevin's got more power than Edge and he's able to drag himself to the bottom rope. Edge makes him suffer until the count of four where he lets him go. Deciding to not let up, Edge goes to grab Steen but Kevin drop toe holds him into the second rope. Edge springs back up holding his throat and Steen grabs him from behind and throws him into the ropes. On the rebound, Steen throws him up and hits a pop up powerbomb! He falls into the cover.
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But no! Edge kicks out at the last moment! Kevin turns to the ref and slaps his hands 3 times telling him to count faster. Edge lies prone in the center of the ring and Steen gets an idea. His back is still hurt from the sharpshooter so he uses the ropes to help get to his feet. He then walks over to the corner and looks back at Edge who hasn't moved. Mr. Wrestling then climbs up the ropes with his back turned, looking to hit a moonsault. He takes a little too long however and doesn't see Edge rising to his feet behind him. Edge attack him from behind and lifts Steen up on his shoulders. He takes a few steps back before dropping him with the electric chair drop!
Tony Schiavone: Now he's targeting the back more. You happy Brain?
Bobby Heenan: No but don't worry, Kevin Steen's going to get right back in this.
Both men are down and they start to crawl towards opposite corners. Edge is up first and sees Kevin still getting up slowly. The Ultimate Opportunist perhaps looks to take advantage as he kneels down and waits for Steen to turn around. Kevin slowly gets to his feet to turn around and Edge comes running at him with a Spear! Steen scouts it however and super kicks Edge right as he's charging at him! Edge stumbles backwards and bounces off the ropes but comes back with a big spear! Both men are laid out and the ref starts a 10 count.
Tony Schiavone: Back and forth we go and the action has been non stop. Anyone can take this one Brain.
Bobby Heenan: If you pronounce Kevin Steen as anyone than yes, anyone will win.
The ref reaches the count of 5 before both men finally start to stir. Once again they go to opposite sides of the ring but they both get up at the same time. They turn and meet each other at the center of the ring and start to trade punches back and forth. Edge lands a hit to cheers while Steen gets boos with every hit. Kevin Steen then takes Edge down with a big headbutt! Steen wobbles around the ring before walking to a corner. There he tries to remove the turnbuckle padding and the ref catches him. The ref tries to put it back on as Steen walks back towards the center of the ring but Edge comes running at him. Steen goes low however and kicks him right in the balls! Edge hunches over in pain and Steen gets him set up for the Package Piledriver! Steen call to the ref who stops with the turnbuckle and counts the cover.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Kevin Steen!
Bobby Heenan: I told you Tony.
Tony Schiavone: Really? He cheated right in front of us!
Bobby Heenan: Oh Mr. Ultimate Opportunist can dish it but he can't take it? That's what he gets for not taking a guy fighting for the world title at Wrestlemania seriously.
Steen gets his hand raised and then rolls out of the ring. He doesn't bother celebrating as he makes his way right back up the ramp until...
Roman Reigns makes his way out from the back and Steen stops dead in his tracks. Roman starts to walk down the ramp and Steen decides to high tail it but Roman quickly catches up to him and clotheslines him from behind. Kevin rolls down the ramp but Roman is there to pick him up and throw him into the barricade. He then mounts Steen and starts to punch him in the face over and over again until...
The Young Bucks make their way out from the back and attack Roman from behind. This gives Kevin enough time to recover and join in on the attack. All three men stomp on him until Steen picks him up and traps his arms. He tells the Bucks to hit him with a double superkick. They get into position when...
The Uso's make their way down the ramp and they brawl with the Young Bucks. Kevin Steen drops Roman to help fight off the Usos but Reigns is right back on him. The 6 men all brawl at ringside until Kevin and the Bucks all retreat to the ring. Now with the high ground advantage, they tell the three men to enter the ring. Roman looks to the Usos and they all nod. They hop onto the apron and then slowly enter the ring but as soon as they do, Steen and the bucks bail out of the ring and walk towards the ramp.
Tony Schiavone: Oh yeah running once again. When will Kevin actually stand and fight Roman?
Bobby Heenan: Uhh probably Wrestlemania you idiot! As much as I want to see Roman get humiliated, I can wait until Wrestlemania.
The last image we see before Nitro fades out is Steen and the Bucks stopped at the stage staring at Roman and the Usos in the ring.
End of Show
Credits
Promos - Respective TTers
Half of Breeze vs Rhino - Dresden
Punk vs Roman - Crann
Mysterio vs Ryan, Edge vs Steen, Half of Breeze vs Rhino - Danny