Post by Danny on Aug 21, 2018 23:59:07 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.
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 Unified World Tag Team Champions. Surely enough, two figures emerge from the back, all dressed up in cameo gear with glasses on their head without the lens but noticeable without the title belts. 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. Bubba has his glasses in his hand while Devon takes his off
Tony Chimel: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, at a combined weight of 565 pounds, they are the World Tag Team Champions, Bubba Ray and Devon, The Dudley Boyz!
Bubba 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, Bubba slowly makes his way to the ramp and picks up one of the mic's that is left on the apron. Devon looks into the crowd as he starts to slap his chest in typical Devon fashion.
They walk down to the ring and notice that in the front row, both Matt and Nick Jackson are sitting there eating popcorn and holding a sign that says "Jesus hates the Dudleyz".
Bobby Heenan: Well look what we got here! Looks like the Young Bucks wanted to come out and scout their opponents.
Tony Schiavone: Are you kidding me? They're obviously here to distract them or get involved in the match somehow.
Bobby Heenan: Please Tony, they're good Christian boys. How many time have we seen guys come on commentary or just interupt a match? They bought ticket and are behind a barrier. You of all people should be happy at how by the book they're going about this.
Bubba and Devon both stare down with the Young Bucks until...
"Bulletproof" by Five Finger Death Punch hits the PA system, as Bulletproof emerges after their victory last week & subsequent beat down of Daniel Bryan. Joey Ryan heads down the ramp followed by Finn Balor.
Tony Chimel: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 400 pounds, Joey Ryan and Finn Balor, they are...Bulletproof!
Bulletproof walks to the ring with the utmost confidence. They slide into the ring and pose while keeping a watchful eye on the champions. Once done, Balor exits the ring as does Bubba Ray as the ref calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Joey Ryan starts things off with Devon and Devon goes to lock up with Ryan but Joey sticks his hand out and removes his lollipop from his mouth. He then offers it to Devon who just gets a sick look on his face. Joey shrugs his shoulders and instead throws it out to the crowd you part like the red sea to avoid it. Devon walks back up to Joey but once again Joey holds up his hand and tells him to wait as he pulls out a bottle of oil from his trunks. He gets ready to oil himself up but Devon just punches him straight in the face.
Tony Schiavone: That's one way to start a match.
Bobby Heenan: Yeah if you're a thug.
Tony Schiavone: Might want to go with a different choice of words there in this era partner.
Devon continues on the attack, backing Ryan into the ropes until he sends him off but Ryan reverses. Devon comes running back and takes down Joey with a leaping shoulder block. Joey gets up right away and this time gets taken down with a corkscrew back elbow. Ryan gets back to his feet but he looks out of it, perhaps due to being caught off guard in the beginning of the match. Devon takes advanatge of his confusion and goes behind him and drops him with an inverted DDT. He then pins the sleazy one.
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But Joey kicks out! Devon just grabs him and brings him over to his corner to tag in his partner. Bubba comes in and the Dudleyz send Joey to the ropes and he comes back into a double back elbow. Devon goes to the apron while Bubba hits a leg drop for good measure and goes for a cover.
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This time Balor is fed up and breaks the cover with a kick to the back of Ray's head. All it does however is anger Bubba as he stands up and right away goes after Balor who retreats to the apron. Bubba tries to get to him but the ref tells him to back off. Ryan meanwhile is getting back up and goes behind Bubba and throws him backwards with a german suplex! He then tags in Balor who enters the ring by jumping over the top rope and stomping on the stomach of Bubba.
Bubba sits up from having the wind taken out of him but Balor hits the ropes and comes back with a sliding clothesline that takes him back down. Balor tries to hook the leg for a pin but Bubba kicks out almost immediately so Balor instead kicks Bubba hard in his back as he tries to sit up. Bubba wrenches his back in pain and Balor picks him up right away and tries to lift him up for a Brainbuster but Bubba is just a bit too heavy. Balor lets go and grabs his lower back and Bubba takes advantage with a big clothesline once Finn turns around.
Tony Schiavone: One miscalculation is all the champs need in order to get right back in the driver's seat.
Bobby Heenan: Bubba's lucky he's fat. Finally that works out for him.
Bubba walks over and tags in Devon before lifting him up for a side slam. Devon then enters the ring and goes for the leg drop in unison with the side slam and they bring Balor down to the mat with force! Bubba exits the ring while Devon goes for the pin.
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And Balor kicks out! Devon keeps him grounded with a headlock. He squeezes hard on Finn's head while Finn kicks around, trying to find a way out. He's able to maneuver his feet to the bottom rope which causes the ref to break the hold. Once free, Balor slides to the outside where he regroups with Joey. They both talk about strategy but Devon heads to the outside to take the fight to them. He goes for a double clothesline but both members of Bulletproof duck under it and take him down with clotheslines of their own. They stomp on him until Bubba comes over but the ref gets between the two as Balor tosses Devon into the ring and goes for a pin.
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And Devon kicks out! Balor picks him up and takes him to his corner and tags in Joey. Joey puts his boot on the top rope first and Balor smashes Devon's face into it before exiting the ring. Devon crawls over to Bubba but Ryan comes in and nails him with a falling double axe handle to the back. He smirks as he stares out at Bubba and turns Devon over and just starts punching him over and over again. He kneels over Devon in the sleaziest way possible as he taunts Bubba before covering him.
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And another kickout from Devon!
Tony Schiavone: The champion refuses to give up! Yet another reason why they are the tag team champions.
Bobby Heenan: Yeah not for long Tony. I doubt they even have enough to win this match.
Joey brings Devon back to his feet and sticks his head between his legs looking to hit a pedigree. Devon drops to a knee however to stop it before lift Ryan overhead with a back body drop! Devon slowly starts to crawl his way over to his tag team partner. Joey is able to grab his foot however and hold on but Devon jumps forward and tags in Bubba!
Bubba comes in like a house of fire, taking Ryan down with mutliple clothesline. He then goes over and knocks Balor off the apron just for good measure. He turns around and gets kicked right in the stomach by Ryan. Joey tries to go for a powerbomb but Bubba blocks it and lifts Ryan up instead on his shoulders in a fireman's carry position before dropping him down with a Samoan drop! Bubba then hooks the leg for the cover.
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But Balor comes in to break the count. Devon comes from out of nowhere to attack Balor but Finn just backs up and lowers the rope and Devon goes tumbling over. Finn then runs over and hits bubba with the slingblade! He stand right back up though and runs to the other side of the ring and jumps out with a somersault onto Devon but Devon moves out of the way just in time and Balor lands back first on the outside! Devon slides into the ring as Bubba starts to get back up. Joey is slowly using the ropes to get back to his feet but when he turns around Devon lifts him up and Bubba finishes him off with the 3D! Bubba then goes for the cover.
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Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, the World Tag Team Champions, the Dudley Boyz!
Bubba and Devon get handed their titles and raise them high as the celebrate. But Balor will have none of it as he enters the ring with a steel chair and attacks Bubba from behind. Devon turns around only to get hit in the stomach and then once again over the back. Balor walks over to help Joey Ryan up and the duo then stomps on the Dudleyz as the Young Bucks cheer along in the front row. Joey and Balor raise their hand up high as the crowd boos and the cameras go elsewhere.
The scene cuts to the interview area of the Nitro arena as Renee Young stands in the Interview Area with a mic in her hands she starts to say he signature interview words
Renee Young: Please Welcome my guest at this time, Kofi Kingston,Xavier Woods & Big E, The New Day
Big E, Kofi Kingston, and Xavier Woods walks io the interview area with Renee Young
Renee Young: New Day talk about a debut from you guys defeating two giants but coming up short against the tag team champions do you think that if you two won your match you would have been put in the Tag Team Championship match at vengeance?
Renee put the microphone to Xavier woods lips as he answers the question for the New Day
Xavier Woods: Renee we defeated the two giants body guards of Rey Mysterio this is why we told him to get J and J security but he didn't listen but we did fell short against The Uwf Tag Team Champions and maybe if we did win we would have won a shot against them for the title
Kofi Kingston took the microphone from Xavier Woods lips and puts it to his lips
Kofi Kingston: But we are still positive and we still want to spread the positivity with all of you in the UWF universe and atleast we could fight the big men to try and earn our championship shot when the Usos and The Young bucks were handed the number one contendership match when we had to waste our time with those two giants
Big E Moves the mic from Kofi Kingston and starts to speak
Big E: What's the point of that Wrestlemania match ty had they lost then the two that lost got another chance to face them again for the championships if the New Day had the chance we would squash not of the Ung bucks and those face painted twins
Big E quickly pauses as Renee young starts to back up as the Usos approached the New Day in the Interview area
Jey Uso: Do you guys have anything to tell us in or faces?Because I'm looking and you guys don't look like your here to bring positivity to the UWF, it looks like you came to complain because that's all you guy have done since you came here
Jimmy takes off where Hey left off
Jimmy USO:So since you got all of this pride in yourself to say those stuff about us why don't you put your fists up and accept my challenge The Usos Vs The New Day at the
of Vengeance
Big E laughs just before answering the Usos
Big E: You know what Usos we accept .But if you two are really USO crazy you wouldnt mind me makinthe match stipulation No Holds Barred
The New Day walks off leaving The Usos standing the the Kofi Kingston runs back to t one more word in
Kofi Kingston: Now That's USO Crazy
As the camera fades to commercial
The feed takes us backstage to a one-shot of UWF's resident Show Off, Dolph Ziggler, who is clearly about to drop some truth on the fans of the best wrestling show on the planet.
INTERVIEWER
Dolph, on the last edition of Nitro it was announced to the world that you will be squaring off against Tyler Breeze for his Intercontinental Championship at UWF Vengeance. How does that make you feel?
DOLPH ZIGGLER
Well, to tell you the truth, everything that I've done so far since making my return here in the UWF... everything I've been doing for weeks... is all coming to fruition with this shot at gold. Winning matches is great, competing against top-tier talent is great, and beating former world champions and placing second in the 2016 Royal Rumble are great. All of those are achievements I'm going to remember for a long time. But nothing matters if I don't win a title, and that's what I'm going to aim to do at Vengeance. While everyone else is looking for their vengeance, I'll be out for my very own 'v' word: Vindication.
Ziggler smiles as the interviewer asks a follow-up question.
INTERVIEWER
What thoughts do you have to share about your opponent for that title?
DOLPH ZIGGLER
Look, I'm not a fool and I'm not going to say something I may end up regretting later. Tyler Breeze is as legitimate a contender on this roster as any other guy I've faced before him. He might not have a world championship reign to his credit, but he did beat one of the best competitors in the history of this company to win the Intercontinental Championship and he did that in a big, impressive way. At this point, it's not enough to focus on Tyler's clear self-obsession and narcissistic nature. He's got an explosive, high-octane offense just like mine, he's flashy just like I am and he's athletic just like me. And I'm looking forward to testing him to see which one of us is better.
The interviewer, who has been standing by taking in the answer and nodding at regular intervals, asks another question of Dolph.
INTERVIEWER
Do you think you're the better wrestler?
DOLPH ZIGGLER
Nobody is ever going to answer 'no' to that question, and I'm no exception to the rule there. I definitely feel I have the ability to defeat Tyler Breeze, and nine out of ten days I definitely feel I will beat Tyler Breeze in that ring. The question isn't if I'm better than Tyler Breeze overall, it's if I'm better than him when it counts. And in this case, "when it counts" is at Vengeance, and my answer is that I sure as Hell hope to be better. I know I have the raw ability, the unpredictability, and all of the tools I need to put him down for a three-count and win my first title in a long time here in the UWF. I've just got to do it. And that's the biggest weight a man can carry on his shoulders: Expectation. But, yeah. I think I'm going to meet those expectations, and after Vengeance, I'm going to be the UWF Intercontinental Champion.
The interviewer nods, then proceeds to thank Ziggler for his participation as the feed moves along.
The lights in the arena dim and a spotlight shines on the stage where the Uso's both appear to do their Siva Tau dance.
They finish up and their pyro hits as they make their way down the ramp.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Jimmy Uso, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 228 pounds, Jey Uso!
The Usos slide into the ring and go to opposite corners to pose as the fans cheer them on.
Tony Chimel: And in the ring, from Fairfield, Connecticut, weighing in at 320 pounds, Matt Morgan!
Morgan doesn't bother reacting at all. He's either all business or not mentally there. Regardless the ref calls for the bell and the match gets underway.
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell rings, Morgan runs out of his corner and goes for a big clothesline. Hey moves out of the way and Matt goes crashing into the turnbuckles. He turns around and Jey pops him up for a Samoan drop!
Tony Schiavone: Morgan tried to start things off aggressive with his career on the line but Jey just used that to his advantage
Bobby Heenan: I swear if Morgan loses this match, I lose all respect for him. If you can't beat an Uso, you don't deserve to be on Nitro.
Jey allows Morgan to get back to his feet but super kicks him right when he stands up! The crowd is going crazy as the chant "Uso" loudly. Jimmy is on the outside pumping them up even more as Jey climbs to the top rope. He then jumps off with a big splash and lands right on Matt Morgan, staying on him for the pin.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Jey Uso!
Jimmy and Jey celebrate in the ring while the camera heads elsewhere.
The titantron switches from the UWF Nitro graphic to a live feed from backstage, where the UWF International Champion, Kevin Steen, is shown in his locker room, preparing for his match. Dave Meltzer and The Young Bucks then enter.
Nick: Sup Kevvy Metal? How you doing?
Matt: Ready for the big match tonight? Who are you facing again?
Nick: Finlay. He's facing Dave freaking Finlay.
Matt: Oh my gosh, Dave Finlay?
Nick: The one and only.
Matt: What a laugh. What a joke. What a hysterical thing this is.
Dave places his hands on the Bucks shoulders, silencing them.
Metlzer: Now now, guys, Finlay is about as tough as they come out of Ireland. He has had a storied, successful career all around the world and he's not somebody that has ever been one to look past.
That said, we have the UWF International Champion here, don't we? For all his strengths, Dave has never world champion material. I remember reporting that he was being considered for a shot at the big time some years ago, but some backstage heat cost him the opportunity.
Nick: Man, that seems to happen to a lot of guys.
Matt: When the heat is on, it's on.
Meltzer: That's exactly correct.
The champ stands up, looks around at his team, and asks, somewhat impatiently...
Steen: Is there something you guys wanted?
Nick: Well... just to wish you luck, buddy.
Matt: Is something wrong? You can tell us. Circle of trust, Kev.
Steen: Yeah, something's wrong, Matt. What's wrong is that I'm competing against Dave god damn Finlay in a midcard match. Do you see this? What is this?
Kevin lifts up his world title belt and holds it in front of Matt's face.
Matt: That's the UWF International Championship.
Steen: It sure is. And I'm the UWF International Champion. I am the face of Nitro, and honestly, the only true world champion in the company today. I don't have the same luxury as Bobby Lashley and Chris Jericho - I don't get my contenders divided up. Everyone's gunning for me. Everybody wants what I have. There's always a target on my back, always a spotlight on my face.
And you know, that's the way it should be. I earned that. I set out to prove I'm the best in the world and at Wrestlemania, I did. I took the throne from Roman Reigns, and I beat up half the roster to get here. So now what? Now I'm facing Dave Finlay?
Look, I'll fight anyone, any place, any time... but just because I'm willing to, doesn't mean I should have to. Facing me is a privilege, something that should be earned. I'm a marquee attraction. I belong in pay-per-view main events against the best in the world. Who's in the Nitro main event tonight? A bunch of chumps I've already beat. Why are they in my spotlight? What have they done? If they're so good, how come I'm the one with this belt? Huh?
Nick: Did... you... did you want me to answer or is that like a rhetorical -
Steen: Yes, it's a rhetorical question. Christ. Look, you know why you're here. Why we're all here... the four of us together. We are the ones who are going to change Nitro for the better. It needs all the help it can get, and there's nobody besides us who can get the job done. At Vengeance I'll put Roman Reigns down for good, and you two will become the UWF World Tag Team champions. The so-called "powers that be" are already trying to bury us. They see what we're capable of and they're terrified. But we're an undeniable force. We're unstoppable. And if Dave Finlay is just the latest son of a bitch I have to beat into retirement to prove a point, then so be it. I've racked up a body count, but the blood has never been on my hands. Until what I get what I want... until all of us get what we deserve, there's only gonna be more and more.
I am the UWF International Champion. You two are the be-all-end-all of tag team wrestling today. Nitro revolves around us. It's an insult that nobody else recognizes that yet. Tonight, we let them know just how serious we are, and we keep doing it every week until we get the respect we deserve.
The Bucks nod in agreement. Metlzer smiles a smarmy smile. Steen slings his title belt over his shoulder. The camera cuts out and Nitro continues elsewhere.
The lights go out a meteor going into the world appears on the titatron
Tony Schiavone:Could it be???
A man with a cape appears the pyros go out he turns around and its NEVILLE
Bobby Heenan:YES IT IS NEVILLE
The crowd start cheering as the man that gravity forgot makes his way to the ring he does a sin cara jump over the top rope and into the ring
Neville asks for a mic
Neville:LADYS AND GENTLEMAN THE MAN THAT GRAVITY FORGOT IS FINALLY ON UWF NITRO!!!!
*the crowd start cheering
Neville looks a bit around the arena
Neville:Wow never imagined how huge this moment will be.I have traveled around the world but i have never seen an arena like this or heck even a crowd like this.Now you might be asking what makes you different from the other superstars on nitro we've got high flyers we've got strong buff guys so in what category are you,and let me tell you that i'm in both categories CAUSE I AIN'T CALLED THE MAN THAT GRAVITY FORGOT FOR NO REASON AND I'M PRETTY SURE THAT IF I CAN SUPLEX KEVIN STEEN google that IM ONE OF THE STRONGEST GUYS IN NITRO.But but everyone has to start from the bottom i mean i'd love to go and win Steen's ufw international championship.But hey there's another title that i feel like going for now the uwf intercontinetal championship that Tyler Breeze holds so Tyler just tuck your blonde ponytail between your legs and hand me the championship cause we all know that you wouldn't want to be humiliated by me.That's all i have to say tonight and look out for my in ring debut when you are going to see the power and gymnastic level of THE MAN THAT GRAVITY FORGOT Adrian Neville
Teddy Hart pops up on the Titan tron as he is shown backstage as he stands there in front of the camera crew as the crowd begins to boo as Teddy hears this and shakes his head as he slowly takes his glasses off.
Teddy Hart:: I don't understand how you all continue to boo me. For three matches I have given you your money's worth by going out stealing the show and giving you what you want and that's 5 star caliber matches like you deserve to see and not the crap that's being fed to you by the rest of the roster.
Fans boo as Hart shakes his head as he chuckles.
Teddy Hart::Soon you fools will see the error of your ways and appreciate the masterpiece that I put forth in my matches. Now to why I am here, I was called out by a old, washed up, never was, tired Irishman in Dave Finlay for the upcoming PPV. Dave, I gave you the best match of your career and to be truly honest with you it was the only time you have ever looked halfway decent and you did hold your own just a little bit but I dominated you pillar to post. Then you requested time off for a week due to your body needing to recover.
Hart chuckles as the crowd boos him.
Teddy Hart:: So you want to get embarrassed again?? Fine so be it!!! I will meet you at the PPV and I sure as hell hope you make there in one piece because steen just may whoop your ass. I am the past, present, and future of professional wrestling. All you player hating sons of bitches wanna be me, all your girls wanna see me, when your kids meet me I greet them with a smile cuz Ted Hart goes the extra mile.
Hart shoves the camera out of his face as he walks away
"Godzilla" blasts through the arena as 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, he is the International Champion, Kevin Steen!
Steen calmly walks down to the ring with the International Championship over his shoulder as the fans all around boo him. He enters without a care in the world and just waits for his opponent.
"My Name is Finlay... And I Love To Fight!"
The fans give an excited reaction to see Finlay arrive on Nitro. Finlay looks like he has aged quite a bit as he isn't able to rush to the ring like he usually does, but still he carries the pride of the Finlays as he strides down the ring.
Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Belfast, Ireland, weighing in at 230 pounds, Finlay!
Finlay enters the ring and puts his Shillelagh down in the corner. Kevin Steen looks ready to go but first Finlay asks for a mic and it's handed to him.
Sir David Finlay III: Aye Kevin, before we get things started, I just wanted to make sure you and all the fans around the world know that although Finlay may be old, I can still brawl with the best of them for more than five minutes.
Finlay motions to the tron and a 5 minute timer pops up. Kevin just shakes his head and laughs while the ref calls for the bell and the timer starts counting down.
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Steen immediately rushes out of the corner and attacks Finlay with a flurry of rights. He backs him into the corner and continues his assault until the ref steps between the two. Kevin backs off and taunts the crowd, telling them Finlay doesn't have what it takes to beat him. He turns around and Finlay comes running out of the corner with a big clothesline! He follows up with multiple kicks to the back that makes Steen roll out of the ring in order to recover.
Tony Schiavone: And the onsault by Finlay sends the International Champion reeling.
Bobby Heenan: It's called strategy Tony, and besides, Steen got cheap shotted. He wasn't looking when Finlay attacked him.
Tony Schiavone: Well what about when Kevin attacked him in the beginning when Finlay wasn't ready.
Bobby Heenan: The bell rang, it's his fault he wasn't ready!
The ref stops Finlay from going out and following Steen. Kevin goes to enter the ring but Finlay runs over to him and Kevin slides back out, telling the ref to do his job and give him a chance to enter. The ref does and backs Finlay into a corner and that's when Steen slides in and runs at the two in the corner. The ref gets out of the way after inadvertently keeping Finlay there and Finlay gets crushed by Steen's body. He slumps down into a seated position and Kevin laughs, knowing what he has to do next. He walks to the opposite corner before taking off and smashing Finlay with the cannonball. He drags Finlay away from the corner and goes for the pin.
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But Finlay kicks out! Steen doesn't feel like it's a big deal as he looks to the clock and sees he still hast 3:43 remaining. He shoves Finlay back down to the mat and hits the ropes, coming back with a big senton that squishes the life out of the Irishman. Steen then turns over and goes for another pin.
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And Finlay kicks out again! Steen doesn't look too worried, more like a little annoyed as he brings Finlay back up to his feet. He grabs him by the back of the head and runs with him over to the corner to smash his head into the top turnbuckle. Finlay gets his foot up on the middle turnbuckle to block it though and sends Kevin head first instead. From there, Finlay drives his shoulder into the stomach of Steen's over and over again. He picks Steen up straight before hitting a big back elbow. He then brings him out for short arm clothesline and then goes for the pin.
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But Steen kicks out! Finlay bends over with his hands on his knees and taunts Kevin, telling him he thought he loved to fight. Kevin takes a wild swing at the Irishman but Finlay steps back to avoid it. He then runs up with a high knee that knocks Steen down to the mat. Finlay then jumps up and sits right on the chest on Steen, taking all the wind out of his lungs.
Tony Schiavone: Not only does it look like Finlay will last more than 5 minutes with the champion, he's pretty much in control right now Brain.
Bobby Heenan: So Kevin might have underestimated him a bit, it's only a matter of time until Steen shows why he's the International Champion and why Finlay doesn't belong in the same ring with him.
Finlay brings Steen back to his feet and sets him up for a suplex but blocks it by hooking his foot behind Finlay's. Finlay tries again but Steen still won't give in. Finlay instead just starts clubbing Kevin in the back over and over again, bringing him to his knees. He then lifts him up finally for a suplex but the International Champion drops behind him and throws him back with a german suplex that Finlay lands high on his neck!
Steen looks up at the clock and sees 20 seconds remaining. He quickly picks up Finlay and throws him into the ropes. Finlay comes back into the pop up powerbomb by Steen! Kevin then falls on him for the cover.
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But Finlay kicks out! Steen gets in the face of the ref and tells him to count faster. He then looks at the clock and sees it go down to 3...2...1...BBBZZZZTTT! Kevin is beyond furious that he couldn't get the job done in five minutes. He walks over to Finlay but the Irishman surprises him when he lifts him straight over his shoulder and hits the Celtic Cross! Unfortunately that was a last ditch effort and Finlay is unable to move and cover Steen.
Tony Schiavone: That burst of energy might have been all that Finlay had left in him.
Bobby Heenan: As much as he doesn't want it to be true, that old man's got to hang it up. He's no match for the International Champion at the top of his game.
Both men slowly start to get back to their feet. Steen gets up first and walks over to Finlay but the Irishman kicks him in the gut and tries to lift him over his shoulder once again. Steen scrambles over him into a sunset flip but instead of pinning him, he lifts Finlay back up and powerbombs him straight into the mat. Finlay looks out of it but Steen's not done. He picks him up again and hooks his arms for a package piledriver! Now he turns over and pins him.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, the International Champion, Kevin Steen!
Bobby Heenan: Well I've got to admit it, Finlay put up a good fight and even though he proved the champion wrong about not lasting five minutes with him, in the end the champ comes out the winner.
Tony Schiavone: I'm surprised to see you admit as much Brain but Finlay proves he still has plenty to offer.
Steen raises his title high as the crowd around him boos as the live feed heads elsewhere.
We head backstage where Roman Reigns is standing by
Roman Reigns: So tonight, the eater of worlds, the ass who likes to hear himself speak, Bray Wyatt, you are in for a Samoan beat down, boy the hound of justice, Roman Reigns.
You see, Bray, he can't fight his own battles. Wherever he is, his goons are. It's never a fair fight when going up against Bray because his goons always get involved in some shape or form.
But you know what, I say screw it. Bring them all on because it is one versus all since day one. I want Bray's goons out there with him so they can watch the beat down that I give to their master. Because you see, that's what Bray is to them. He's their master while they are his little bitches.
I said it last week, bring them all on. I will take them all on at once because at the end of the day, it's going to be that way anyways. I'm not and have not been in a good mood. I am wrecking havoc on Nitro, I don't have plans on stopping until I am locked inside Hell in a Cell with Kevin Steen.
So tonight, I want the eater of worlds to eat his own words. All Bray is, is all hype and all talk. Tonight, I put him and his goons in their place. So Steen, I want you to keep your eyes on my match and see the continue ass kicking rampage that I am on because in a few weeks at Vengeance, the title will be coming back to me. Believe that!
The camera fades and heads elsewhere
The camera fades in from the black from prior, and it soon displays, 'The War Machine', Rhino, standing front and center backstage. He's in his singlet, as one could've predicted. In fact, he usually is anyway. But, you bet he has something to say. He's trotting back and forth - analyzing, plotting, whilst he jogs. Without further delay, Rhino raises his chops to speak.
Rhino: "Mysterio... Edge... A mismatched duo placed together for the sake of cash cow results, and for someone's paycheck to benefit. It makes you two easy pickings, it really does. Edge makes himself out to be the ultimate opportunist, but you better believe I'll be looking for every opportunity to cause disarray in your team. Your team itself is like a house of cards. I cause one disagreement, and the whole house comes tumbling down. But, you won't just be falling apart in the metaphorical sense, you'll actually be ripped apart too. The War Machine doesn't take prisoners, and tonight is no exception."
Rhino begins to pace back and forth faster, but he takes a break for a brief moment to gather his thoughts. Soon later, begins speaking again.
Rhino: "No exceptions! No exceptions! None! If anything, I will be the one that will fire the bullet through the brain of Steve Blackman. If that means protecting him for a little while longer, than so be it. I've made myself a personal bounty, on my own personal bounty board against Steve. I'm not going to let anyone else have that bounty, because I'm just too damn stubborn to give up on my own pride. I will be the one that pins the displaced lower intestines of Steve Blackman, after an absolutely explosive Gore. And if you're not counting on that, then just watch the ref' count all three of your bodies!"
Rhino frowns his eyebrows, but releases a crude smirk on the sides of his mouth. He then somewhat abruptly walks off, as Nitro rolls onward...
Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Brooksville, Florida and weighing 285 pounds... Bray WYATT!
As the Wyatt Family's theme begins, the lights in the arena cut to black. Soon, a solitary lantern light appears on the stage, and basking just behind it and within it's glow is the bearded face of Wyatt himself. Wyatt heads down the ramp with his characteristically slow gait before reaching the foot of it, then rounds the corner and heads for the ring steps. After ascending those, he lifts the lantern before his face and blows it out just as the house lights rise back up to illuminate the arena. Wyatt steps between the ropes before removing his hat and placing it on the apron in one corner, then paces the ring, waiting for his foe for the evening.
Tony Chimel: And introducing his opponent, from Pensacola, Florida and weighing 265 pounds, Roman REIGNS!
A thud is heard as the cameras and the fans begin sweeping the crowd looking for the Number One Contender to Kevin Steen's International Championship. They soon find him, standing tall at the top of a staircase leading directly down to the ring. Roman throws his hair back as he surveys the crowd, many of whom are cheering for him, before jogging down the steps and hopping the barricade. Reigns slides right into the ring and without hesitating or waiting for a bell, bullrushes Bray Wyatt and shoves him into a corner. The official scrambles to call for the starting bell as the bad blood is already boiling between the two competitors in tonight's match.
-VERSUS- 
DING DING DING!
With Wyatt's back to the corner Reigns lays right into him with some thunderous lefts and rights to the kidneys. Finally Wyatt gets his arms down to guard and so Reigns lashes out with a nasty forearm to his face and then grabs him by the wrist and Irish whips him to the other side of the ring! Reigns rushes after and drills Wyatt with a massive shoulder thrust before pulling back out, then coming in with another. Reigns then steps out of the corner as Wyatt lurches out of it himself, before coming back and dropping the Wyatt leader with a bulldog. Reigns then rolls his opponent over and goes for the first cover, but doesn't even get a one-count.
Tony Schiavone: No love lost here as Roman Reigns takes the fight right to his opponent Bray Wyatt.
Bobby Heenan: These guys were talking all sorts of crap to each other all week, so I'm not surprised things are already exploding here in the ring, Schiavone!
Reigns elevates Wyatt's head by grabbing him by the hair before socking him hard on the nose. He repeats this three times before letting Wyatt's head fall to the canvas and standing up to raise one fist in the air, drawing a pop from the fans. Reigns then bends down to pull Wyatt to his feet, but gets a punch to the face himself. Wyatt then rolls out of the ring to the outside to shake off the cobwebs, but Reigns has no intention of allowing any separation and moments later runs for the ropes before leaping clear over them in a suicide dive that sends both men crashing to the floor!
Tony Schiavone: And now we're on the outside where things certainly get a lot riskier for both of these big men.
Reigns is the first back on his feet and as Wyatt tries to get up from hands and knees, Roman strikes him hard with clubbing blows to the back before grabbing him by waist and collar and throwing him into the barricade. Wyatt falls in a heap against the barrier and Reigns moves in, putting a boot on Wyatt's throat and actually choking him on the outside! The referee calls for Reigns to break it off and he does, then the official starts a count on both men so Reigns pulls Wyatt to his feet and leads him back to the apron. Once there, Wyatt lands a blow to Reigns' gut that winds him, and the New Face of Fear capitalizes by grabbing Reigns' head and slamming it into the apron multiple times before rolling him into the ring. Wyatt climbs onto the apron and steps into the ring while Reigns wipes his nose, checking his hand for signs of blood. Wyatt then grabs Reigns and hauls him to his own vertical base before grabbing his wrist and pulling him into a shoulder thrust, then another, and a third, before finally pulling Reigns into a belly-to-belly lock and lifting him up and over with the suplex! Wyatt goes for the cover this time, but now it's him who is disappointed when he doesn't even manage a one count.
Bobby Heenan: It's gonna take a fair bit more than that to keep Roman Reigns down. As we discovered at Wrestlemania, he's a tough sonuvabitch!
Wyatt gets to his feet and then pulls Reigns up to his own before driving him back into the corner. There, Wyatt performs a number of knee lifts to Reigns' stomach, taking the air out of him before wrapping him in a headlock and hip tossing him to the canvas. Wyatt locks in the hold when he gets Reigns down on the canvas and really tries to milk it, even as Reigns gets his hands up right into his face. Reigns tries to push Wyatt off, but Wyatt cinches the hold and keeps it on and it looks like Roman's lights may be starting to fade as his resistance becomes more sluggish. The fans start getting behind him though, shouting alternating "ROMAN" and "REIGNS" chants and thumping and clapping away, and the audience's energy feeds into Roman who starts to fight to get up off of the canvas.
Tony Schiavone: Roman Reigns drawing some strength from tonight's crowd and you have to admire the love he is getting from the fans here tonight, Brain.
Bobby Heenan: I don't have to admire anything, but you can clearly see the impact that the fans are having on this match and Reigns should be happy he has their support.
Reigns manages to get to one knee but as he does, Wyatt releases the hold and pulls him to his feet, then throws him across the ring into the corner on the other side. Wyatt takes a moment to plot an attack and then charges looking for a splash, but Reigns slides out of the corner and Wyatt gets nothing but the turnbuckle before stumbling out of it and directly into the waiting arms of his opponent who lifts him up and drops him with a scoop powerslam! Reigns hooks the leg.
1...
...NO!
Wyatt kicks out once again and the fans boo the crap out of the New Face of Fear as he does so. Reigns rolls over to a seated position and brushes his hair back before smirking, shrugging, and getting to his vertical base. He then heads to the corner and cocks his fist before slamming it into the canvas, signalling he intends to end this match here and now with the Superman Punch! Unfortunately, Wyatt rolls out of the ring and Reigns' intentions are thrown to the wind as the fans hit Bray with even more heat.
Tony Schiavone: Bray Wyatt deciding to get the heck out of dodge as Roman Reigns indicates he's looking for the Superman Punch. Really smart move by the New Face of Fear.
Bobby Heenan: Ya got that right, Schiavone! That fist to the face has been enough to put a lot of men down.
Reigns walks over to the edge of the ring and starts shouting for Wyatt to get back into it as Bray heads over to the barricade and gives his head a shake, taking a bit of a breather. Bray looks up to Roman, who then howls to the delight of his fans and draws a huge pop from the crowd who moments before were booing the shit out of Wyatt. As Roman showboats, Wyatt rolls into the ring and gets to his feet, and the two men start to exchange rights as soon as Bray finds his vertical base. The fans shout "Ooh!" as each punch connects with thunderous impact that can be heard in the cheap seats. Unfortunately for Roman, it's Wyatt who gets the upper hand and after a third straight unanswered right hook, he wraps an arm around Reigns' neck and leans him backward, preparing for the Sister Abigail! As the fans hit him with some heat, Bray kisses Reigns on the forehead and then falls backward, smashing him face-first onto the canvas! Wyatt then rolls over to pin Reigns, who appears to be lights out.
1...
2...
...NO!
Brian Heenan: What?
Tony Schiavone: He kicked out! Reigns kicked out! I don't know how but he somehow found the wherewithal to kick out of the Sister Abigail and this thing's not done yet!
Wyatt roars as he sits up and slams the matt with his hand several times, then gets up and gets into the official's face, shouting at him. The referee seems nonplussed as Roman rolls to the ropes and uses them to get to his feet, the fans chanting his name again. As Wyatt turns around, Reigns is running full tilt at him and it's all Bray can do to dive out of the way of a spear. Reigns rebounds off of the ropes behind Wyatt however and as Bray gets back to his feet, he turns right into a Superman Punch! Reigns falls on top of Wyatt and hooks the leg.
1...
2...
...NO!
Tony Schiavone: And now it's Wyatt's turn for a big kick-out!
The fans boo the living crap out of the New Face of Fear as he manages to avoid the three-count on Reigns' finisher. Reigns, however, avoids making the same mistake as his opponent and simply gets to his feet then re-sets in the corner while waiting for his opponent to get back to his feet. Wyatt, once more, has this scouted and rolls to the apron before getting back to his vertical base, using the ropes as a barrier to dissuade an assault from Roman, much to the fans' chagrin who continue to boo him.
Bobby Heenan: Bray Wyatt has shown all sorts of ring smarts here tonight by avoiding those big power strikes that Roman Reigns is known for, for the most part. He's not leaving many openings and that could spell the difference here tonight, Schiavone.
Wyatt enters the ring once more and Reigns comes looking for a lariat, but Wyatt gets a foot up in time to hoof him in the gut and then drops him with a DDT! The New Face of Fear laughs as he gets to his feet and then hauls Reigns up to his own before again wrapping an arm around his head, looking for a second Sister Abigail! This time, however, Reigns manages to reverse the maneuver by recovering his vertical base during the theatrics and actually wraps an arm around Wyatt's waist before lifting him and dropping him with a brutal sidewalk slam! Roman hooks the leg!
Tony Schiavone: Bray Wyatt went for another Sister Abigail and what a counter by Roman Reigns here!
1...
2...
...NO!
Reigns has no intention to let Wyatt escape this time as he hauls the New Face of Fear right to his feet and Irish whips him for the ropes. Wyatt rebounds right into a gut-wrenching spear as the fans explode and Roman pins him all over again.
1...
2...
...3!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner,
ROMAN REIGNS!
Tony Schiavone: A very competitive match-up between these two men ends with a Spear, Brain.
Bobby Heenan: Roman Reigns looked good here tonight, and if I were Kevin Steen I'd be taking notes about everything that transpired in this ring. This kid hasn't looked this hungry since before he won the belt off Eddie Guerrero!
Reigns has his arms raised by the official while Wyatt rolls out of the ring, holding his gut, and retreats up the ramp. With the crowd cheering him on, Roman heads for a turnbuckle and climbs it, throwing his arms up in the air in another sign of victory as he gets an even larger pop from the big crowd and the feed heads elsewhere.
Renee Young is seen backstage, and she finds one of Rey Mysterio's "sidekicks" Mark Henry Backstage. Renee goes, and he asks Mark a question
Renee Young: Mark I am looking for your boss Rey. I have to interview him about his petition. Have you seen him?
Mark tells Renne to bring the microphone toward him, and Mark Henry speaks
Mark Henry: Renee... Show and I screwed up big time. We totally forgot to go out, and get signatures. We tried to get some tonight, but no one likes the boss ya know... so like we got none. So I dunno where he is at, but I know he won't be happy.
Rey Mysterio: Mark...
Rey Mysterio: Mark. I have been looking for you, and Big Show all day. Where have you guys been. Did EC3 approve my petition?
Henry is not talking, and Rey looks on, and he asks Renee
Rey Mysterio: Renee you must have came, and tell me that I got the petition approved right. So Renee break the news too me.
Renee Young: Rey... your petition did not get approved.
Rey Mysterio: Jajaja good joke Renee right Mark... Mark.
Mark isn't laughing, and Rey looks on at Renee Young
Renee Young: Rey, Mark, and Big Show didn't get enough you will be wrestling tonight. Well I shouldn't be covering for Mark, but he forgot to get signatures, and they tried tonig...
Mark Henry: We tried though Boss!
Rey Mysterio: It is fine Mark, because this proves to me the people want to see me wrestle tonight. That is why the great people of Nitro didn't sign the contract. Sure I may risk an injury being out there with Edge, but they are proud of there future world champ, and they want to see there hero wrestle. So there you go it showed just how much these citizens love me. Mark lets go we have a match to get ready for.
Rey Mysterio walks out with Mark who looks relieved
As soon as the music hits the crowd all take eager attention to the stage to see their very first glimpse of the UWFs newest talent. When the beat kicks in Apollo Crews emerges from the tron and appears live for the first time. A smile as wide as his cheeks can deliver he greets the UWF faithful, before letting his war cry out shout at the sky.
Crews proceeds to shake hands of the front row fans who all seem to lapping up the Apollo Nation Leaders presence. Sliding in the ring he takes in the atmosphere, and gets a better view climbing the turnbuckle.
The lights suddenly go dark as Breezes music begins.
Tyler walks out on stage and turns in time to the music as he looks throughout the arena before turning to his hand and staring into his phone at his own image with the Intercontinental Championship around his waist. Big Tyrus marches behind him as Breeze cocks an eyebrow up noticing something in his image and immediately Alexa reaches up and combs back a stray strand of hair to the back of his ear with her metal hand accessory. Tyler begins to walk down the ramp and his Breezetourage begin to move along with him, once down the ramp Breeze stops and looks around at the crowd with his signature look as Bliss reaches over and undoes the belt from around his waist and takes it with her around the ring as she sits on the ring apron with the belt. Breeze walks around the ring as Bliss stands up and spins through the ropes into the ring, Tyler swings his feet under the bottom rope and lays across the ring apron as Bliss stands on the bottom rope over him leaning over the top rope and holding the Intercontinental title up for everyone to see. Bliss hops down as Breeze rolls into the ring and heads over to the corner, kicking his feet up on the top rope laying across the corner like a hammock as Bliss holds the I.C title on her shoulder, her hand running across the gold as Tyrus walks up the steel steps and stands on the apron.
It's Dolph Ziggler! He appears at the top of the entrance ramp, and does his signature ass shake, before raising his hands to Tyrus in peace. He points to the commentary booth, signaling he's just going to go on commentary. Tyrus gives him the evil eye, and carries on with his business ringside.
Dolph Ziggler: Hey-hey-hey!
Bobby Heenan: What a pleasant surprise, Dingy Zingys.
Dolph Ziggler: Thats my name, don't wear it out.
Alexa Bliss: Hmph.
Ding Ding Ding!
The bell sounds, and both Apollo Crews and Tyler Breeze begin to circle each other. Tyler Breeze is being more floaty in his pace, since he must outwit the much stronger/larger Apollo Crews. Apollo is playing his game with more careful tact. Eventually, they lock up in a collarbone tie-up, and Apollo just outright pushes Tyler across the ring and into the corresponding corner. Breeze runs at him again, but just as it appears Apollo is going to counter with a backdrop, Tyler rolls to the side, and reaches behind Apollo to catch him in a rear-waistlock.
Tony Schiavone: Both men are looking to utilize their greatest assets. Both men have great speeds, but itll either be Tyler Breezes ring savvy or Apollos strength thatll be the deciding factor.
Alexa Bliss: Dont worry about the deciding factor, Tony. Tyler has Apollos game already figured out.
Dolph Ziggler: -HA! Does Tyler have Apollos game figured out? Will pigs fly? No he doesn't. Hes just a narcissist who claims to be smarter than their opponent. At least my confidence is well-deserved.
Apollo tilts his hips forward, and reaches down to his own waist to peel one of the well-cared fingers of his waist off of him. Apollo quickly follows through with an arm wrench, with Tyler briefly yelping with the sudden pain in his arm. Tyler performs a counter-offensive. Tyler rolls onto his back again, and kips up just to keep the pace moving with an arm wrench of his own. Tyler then begins to collide with the wrenched shoulder of Apollo, with wear-down shoulder tackles. Apollo still stands, but eventually, Tyler releases the hold, and the reaches behind Apollo with a stiff Neckbreaker. Tyler follows through with the cover
1
KICKOUT!
Tony Schiavone: And only a one count! Apollos a tough kid, and Tylers going to have to get real creative to put him away.
Alexa Bliss: No problem.
Dolph Ziggler: No problem? -HA!
Apollos showing just what he's made out of after an easy kickout at one. Breeze rolls back to get a running start for retaliation against Apollo, but he's stopped in his tracks after a massive shoulder tackle that sends Breeze head-over-heels! Apollo then looks his forearm under the chin of Breeze, and hoists him up to his feet. After a intestine-rattling kick to the gut, Apollo throws Tylers arm over his neck, and hoists him up for a delayed vertical suplex! He holds him up for quite some time
Tony Schiavone: Theres that strength coming into play. How's Breeze looking in this match, Alexa?
Alexa Bliss: Hes-
Dolph Ziggler: -Hes screwed. I'm sure he feels the same way about himself too, honestly. Him and his inferiority complex. Oh yeah, and shut up, Alexa.
Alexa gives Dolph a really stern look. But, she really shouldn't look away, as Apollo Crews brings Tyler down with the same delayed spine-rattling vertical suplex. The crowd are on their feet and making some noise, after Apollos impressive feat of strength. Apollo rolls over Breeze for the second cover of the match.
1
2
KICKOUT!
But, only a two count! Apollo attempts to apprehend Breeze in a grapple, but Breeze slides out of the ring like a snake. Apollo slides out of the ring in pursuit, but Breeze slides back into the ring for a corresponding series of mind games. Proceeding, Breeze grabs the top rope with both hands, and slides through the middle rope to connect a front dropkick to the jaw of Apollo Crews. He stumbles up the entrance ramp. But, Tyler isn't done! Tyler leaps up to the top-rope, and follows up with a corkscrew springboard crossbody to the outside!
Dolph Ziggler: Eh, that was pretty, I guess.
Alexa Bliss: That didnt have anything to do with being pretty, Dolph - that was all business. Tyler may be Prince Pretty, but he can turn you into prince ugly in a moments notice. Not that Apollo needed any help with that.
Tylers back up to his feet to whilst Apollo still trying to figure out where he is. Tyler grabs Apollo by the back of the neck and trunks, and slams him shoulder first into the nearest barricade! Tylers obsessive and sadistic, as he follows up with slamming Apollo shoulder first into the steel staircase in similar fashion as before! He's not done yet, though! Tyler grabs the back of the head of Apollo, and pelts his skull against the ring post, before tossing him back into the ring.
Tyler goes for the cover.
1
2
KICKOUT!
But, Apollo just won't die -that- easily! Tyler angrily runs his fingers through his golden locks, in frustration no less. Once again, he attempts to grab Apollos head. But, Apollo shoves Breeze across the ring like nothing happened! Apollo then comes running across the ring for a flying clothesline, and it connects with added explosion! Breezes gets up quick. but he eats another momentous flying clothesline at the hands of Apollo, and then another for good measure!
Tony Schiavone: Apollo Crews has exploded! Apollo Crews has exploded!
Breeze is slow to get to his feet this time, but it doesn't matter, because Apollo Crews has other plans. Apollo kicks Breeze in the gut once again, and tucks his head between his thighs for a Powerbomb! No less, that's exactly what Apollo Crews does, as he pulls him up onto his shoulders, and slams him back down with an absolutely cartilage-squashing Powerbomb! Apollo follows up with a cover
1
2
Tyler kicks out!
Tony Schiavone: Oh my god! How did Tyler breeze survive a Powerbomb from that supreme-genetic specimen, Apollo Crews!?"
Dolph Ziggler: Ooh! Blondies got some fight in him. I wonder how he does it, really.- Hey, Alexa! I know you're not a natural blonde, but you're about as stupid as one anyway. Tell me, what's going in Tylers mind right now?
Alexas heard enough of Dolphs shit, and reaches across the announce table and slaps the mug right off of Dolph Ziggler! Dolph almost falls out of his chair. But, he rapidly rises to his feet to confront Alexa, yelling and screaming for her to bring it. She backs away from the table, but that's only because Tyrus is parallel to Dolph right now, and is getting closer to him to fight him. Dolph decides to take advantage and leaps into the air to rain down a flurry of punches unto the standing Tyrus! Tyrus is like a helpless man being swarmed by flies, and stumbles over the barricade, while Dolph is still raining down hell onto Tyrus face!
Meanwhile in the ring, Apollo Crews and Tyler Breeze are both on their feet, as they're trading punches in the standard-procedure, Boo-Yeah, spot. It's evenly matched until Tyler begins to clobber away at the still-standing Apollo Crews. Eventually, Tyler knocks him into the ropes, where Apollo reaches above to grab the ropes for added leverage to keep Tyler away from him. But, it doesn't work, as Tyler grabs the legs of Apollo, and tosses him into the air for a thunderous alley-oop bomb!
Bobby Heenan: What even is this match? This is chaos! I haven't been able to get a single word yet!
Tony Schiavone: Tyler just dropped an impressive alley oop bomb onto Apollo Crews, and nuclear fallout has broken out ringside between Dolph Ziggler and Tyrus!
Meanwhile, on the outside, Tyrus and Dolph have fought back into ringside. Tyrus is on the retreat, but Dolph just won't let up! He's been pushed around for weeks and weeks on end, and he's not going to take it anymore! In action, Dolph leaps onto the back of Trus where he locks him in an efficient sleeper hold! Tyrus is running and slamming around ringside to shake him off, but Dolphs hanging on!
Tylers seen enough, as he hops up onto the top turnbuckle to command Tyrus to quit fooling around with Dolph. At this point, Tyler is practically yelling and screaming to just throw him off like a lightweight rag doll. But, it does no good - Tyrus is fading. Tyler's getting angry in response, but just as it looks like Tylers going to do something about, Apollo sneaks up behind Tyler, and rolls him up for a possible victory!
1
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3!
Ding Ding Ding!
Tony Chimel: And your winner by pinfall
Apollo Crews!
Tony Schiavone: Apollo Crews has done it! Apollo Crews has done it! In his first debut match, Apollo has defeated The Intercontinental Champion, Tyler Breeze!
Bobby Heenan: As if, Tony! Tyler would've had this match won if that scumbag, Dolph Ziggler, would've kept his mouth shut.
Tyler is absolutely livid with everyone, especially Apollo Crews! Tyler attempts to apprehend Apollo, but he slides out of the ring with a shit-eating grin on his face. Dolph has left Tyrus unconscious after a prolonged sleeper hold, and is nowhere to be seen. Meanwhile, Alexa is attending to Tyrus, with Tyler angrily running his fingers through his hair. With that image, Nitro fades to black...
Daniel Bryan: You know, I'm getting real tired of your shit, Bulletproof. You've got this pack of wolves mentality and you think it's going to accomplish something. Well, truth be told, it has but not what you were trying to accomplish. You want to make a statement. Change this company. Make a difference. But you're going about it all wrong. You see, all you're accomplishing is getting me more and more pissed off. Exponentially so. You attack me from behind on a constant basis because, why exactly? Because I am Mr. UWF. I have been here the longest out of everybody and if there's one person who can carry the torch for UWF....It's me. You jackoffs aren't changing anything. I'm still who I've always been and that's a pissed off son of a bitch who kicks ass and takes names. Since 2012. But, seeing as how it's 2016 and you guys still haven't gotten the memo, I'll level with you.
At that moment, Bryan's wife Brie Bella walks over and gives him a drink of water from a cup with a straw.
Daniel Bryan: Thank you, babe. Right now my wife has to help me drink water but a few weeks from now, I'll be good as gold. What else is in a few weeks, Brie?
Brie Bella: Vengeance.
Daniel Bryan: Vengeance! How apropos! Vengeance is what I'm after. Bulletproof, you guys have proven that, as a group, you can beat people up. That's how the numbers game works but, seperately? You're all pathetic. From Joey Ryan and his stupid dick move gimmick, to Seth Rollins and his....just overall emo-ness. Finn Balor looks ridiculous in that body paint and CM Punk, well, as I've said for years, he's a pretender to the throne. "Best In The World" He calls himself. I'm the Best in the Galaxy. The Absolute Best. And I'll prove that come Vengeance. I'm officially laying down the challenge. One of you, I don't care which.....Versus Me. No one else at ringside. You want to make a statement? Then do it by beating the Greatest Of All Time.....But, we all know how this is gonna go down. So, somebody from Bulletproof, grow a pair and come to Vengeance.....and get your Bulletproof ass beat. I'll be waiting.
The scene fades on Bryan glaring into the camera.
Suddenly we cut to a pre-tape where a man familiar to many wrestling fans is shown...
Samoa Joe: I've been around the world, I've fought the best and I have beaten the best. I've tested my will against countless men and one by one I've knocked each and every one of them down. My name is said in hushed tones in UWF. Because everybody knows that if there's one man, one single man who could shake things up around here, change the pecking order a little bit... it's me. Samoa Joe. Now I've been in the UWF before, no doubt, but since my last stint I've gained a renewed focus. A renewed focus on total destruction and annihilation of all who stand before me. Now, I don't stand on the periphery. Now, I don't stand on the outside looking in. Now, I don't stand at the back of the line and wait for opportunities to come my way. No, now I return to the UWF to take what I want, when I want it and there isn't a damn thing anybody can do about it.
Joe smirks but maintains a steely stare down the lens.
My 'Nation of Violence' knows no borders, it knows no boundaries. I am indiscriminate in my decimation, I couldn't care less who you are, what you think you are and what you think of me. You're just a body. A body comprised of muscles that I can tear, tendons that I can snap, bones that I can break and spirits that I can crush. And I see all the bodies lined up real nice. Make no mistake about it, I'm coming to Nitro to knock down each and every one of those bodies until they stack up and they lose count. For too long I've waited to make my impact here in the UWF, for too long I have stood by and let lesser men take what I deserve... well no more. I am Samoa Joe, 'The Samoan Submission Machine' and I have arrived... and I have come to choke each and every single on of you out and take my rightful place at the top of the heap.
After we hear the few notes of this solo, we hear the fans booing out of their skulls as we see Dead Prez in a half white face paint on with his kendo stick in tow.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Annville, Pennsylvania, weighing it at 246 pounds, Steve Blackman!
Dead Prez walks down to the ring, seemingly ready for battle as he slides in and lifts his kendo stick in the air, getting the fans to boo him louder than before.
"Gore!"
"Gore!"
"GORE!"
Early on in the song, Rhino emerges from behind the curtain, in hulking demeanor as per usual stipulations. Much like he was last week, Rhino is all business. In his own mind, he's had to deal with distraction after distraction. Now he just wants to kick somebody's ass -- hell or high water.
Tony Chimel: And his partner, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 260 pounds, he is the Hardcore Champion, Rhino!
Rhino slides into the ring and walks right up the Blackman. The two stare off face to face. Rhino asks where his title is but Blackman just laughs and turns away, further infuriating Rhino.
Fans boo like crazy as the theme of Mr. Money in the Bank Rey Mysterio comes out. Rey comes out, and he is of course sidelined by his "sidekicks" on his side the Big Show, and Mark Henry.
Tony Chimel: And their opponent, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 170 pounds, he is... Misterrr Moneyyy in the Bank! Rey Mysteriooo!
Mysterio goes ahead and enters the ring and Big Show and Mark Henry wait on the outside.
The fans get on their feet and start to cheer in a big way as the man formerly known as the Rated R Superstar heads out from the back and jogs to the top of the ramp. Edge then raises both hands in the air making devil horns as a huge pyrotechnic display bursts from the stage behind him.
Tony Chimel: And hi partner, from Toronto, Ontario and weighing 241 pounds... EDGE!
He then heads down to the ring, sliding into it under the bottom rope before pushing to his feet and shuffling off his trench coat, catching a few whistling cat-calls from the women in the crowd. He looks back at Mysterio and scoffs as Rey waits on the apron. Blackman is also on the apron and it looks like Rhino and Edge will start things off as the ref calls for the bell.
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Both men look back at their "partners" neither trusting one another. Both men lock up but Edge right away gains the advantage with a side headlock. Rhino doesn't bother with the usual shenanigans of going to the ropes, instead opting to just lift Edge up with a side suplex. Edge turns over in mid air though and lands on Rhino in a cross body. The ref goes down for a pin but Rhino immediately pushes Edge off of him and gets back to his feet.
The two men once again walk around one another, keeping one eye on each other, the other eye on their partners. This time both men look to do a test of strength. Edge raises his hand up high and Rhino goes up to reach it but the Ultimate Opportunist kicks him in the gut instead. He points to his head, saying he outsmarted him and irish whips him to the ropes but Rhino reverses it. Edge comes back into a big shoulder tackle and Rhino flexes, showing off his strength. Edge looks surprised but Mysterio tags himself in much to the dismay of Edge.
Tony Schiavone: I'm not sure how any of these guys are going to cooperate with each other.
Bobby Heenan: It's only a matter of time until all hell breaks loose. I can't wait!
Rhino cracks his knuckles seeing the smaller Mysterio enter the fray but Blackman tags himself in with a hard slap to the back of Rhino. Edge and Rhino both exit the ring after lengthy stare downs with their respective partners but Blackman is quick to go on the attack, hitting Rey from behind. Usually Blackman would pull Mysterio out of the corner but he knows Edge won't really do much to help him so he keeps him in the corner and throws multiple short arm clotheslines into Mysterio, all while Edge just watches and even backs away a little to give Blackman more room. Dead Prez just rolls Rey out of the corner and goes for the first pin of the match.
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And Mysterio kicks out! Blackman uses Mysterio's own momentum to turn him over on his stomach and lock in a camel clutch. Rey is facing Edge, who is all smiles as he watches his opponent next Sunday be stretched. Stu Hart would be proud of the stretching Blackman is doing as Rey manages to get an arm free and reach out to Edge who only mocks him. Mysterio is able to get his other arm free and he slides underneath Blackman and dropkicks him from behind sending Steve to the middle rope.
Rey runs over for a quick 619 but Blackman barley moves out of the way just in time. He walks away to the center of the ring and then turns back around just in time for Mysterio to springboard into the ring with a seated senton! Rey keeps the momentum going as he hits the ropes and comes back with a headscissors as soon as Blackman gets up. Steve is dazed and he goes over and tags in Rhino and stumbles out of the ring. Rhino looks at him and shakes his head before entering the ring.
Bobby Heenan: This is a matchup I've been wanting to see. The underdog hero vs the evil villain who does nothing but destroy things.
Tony Schiavone: Don't tell me you've been drinking the Mysterio is a hero kool-aid.
Bobby Heenan: Oh I drank it a long time ago when he was fighting for social justice with The Cartel. He's the guy we need to bring change to this company. Most notably, getting rid of you.
Rhino runs right at Mysterio but Rey takes him down with a drop toe hold. The War Machine's face goes bouncing off the mat. Rey takes advantage of the opportunity and springboards off the ropes with a leg drop to the back of Rhino's head. He quickly turns Rhino over and goes for a pin attempt.
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And Rhino powers out by throwing Mysterio over his head. Rey though lands on his feet and again springboards off the ropes but Rhino is back up as well and just shoves him in mid air when he springboards. Rey falls awkwardly but Rhino doesn't care as he sees blood in the water. He grabs Rey and puts him over his shoulder. He runs with him for a powerslam but Rey slides behind him and pushes him forward. Rhino catches himself before colliding with Edge in the corner. He turns around to take Rey's head off with a clothesline but Mysterio rolls underneath him and tags in Edge!
Edge enters the ring and clotheslines Rhino. The Man Beast gets right back up only to get taken down again. Rhino gets up a third time and Edge kicks him in the stomach and plants him with the Edgecution! He turns Rhino over and goes for the pin.
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And Rhino kicks out. Edge casually gets back up and goes to the top rope. Mysterio looks at him with a confused look on his face but Edge just tells him to watch this. Rhino slowly gets back up and turns around just as Edge leaps off with a diving cross body. The power of Rhino however catches him in mid air. The then tosses him over his head and onto his shoulder before planting him down with a death valley driver! Now Rhino goes for the pin.
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But Edge kicks out! Rhino doesn't waste any time as he tries to bring Edge back to his feet. Rey tries to get into the ring to stop it but the ref gets on him and prevents him from getting in. Edge uses this to advantage to go low and hit Rhino right in the balls! Rhino falls back slowly holding himself as Edge capitalizes by grabbing his legs, stepping through and turning him over for the sharpshooter!
Tony Schiavone: Look at this, Edge and Mysterio actually working together a bit here!
Bobby Heenan: Lies! Rey was going in there to help but then Edge just completely abandoned his trust. Ultimate opportunist? More like ultimate cheater! Rey's too good to be teaming with this lowlife!
Rhino is in pain as his lower back is being crippled by a picture perfect sharpshooter. Rhino tries to power through it though and uses his upper body strength to pick himself up off the mat and crawl fist over fist to his corner. Blackman stands on the bottom rope and leans over for Rhino to make the tag. With Blackman's hand extended out, Rhino thinks he can reach it so his stretches his arm out but Blackman takes his hand away and laughs as he turns his back to him and taunts the crowd who boos him.
Edge lets up and drags Rhino back to the middle of the ring but Rhino short stature allows him to turn over and shove Edge off of him. Blackman is still turned around, taunting the crowd and he doesn't see Rhino walk up behind him and grab his head before throwing him over the ropes and into the ring. Rhino then exits the ring and starts to walk up the ramp.
Bobby Heenan: Where is that lunatic going, he can't leave in the middle of the match!
Tony Schiavone: Technically that's a legal tag so Blackman is the legal man.
Blackman walks over to the entrance side of the ring and yells at Rhino to come back into the ring and fight. Rhino just turns around and gives him the up yours gesture and Blackman is furious. Unfortunately things are going going to get worse as he turns around and gets hit with a Spear from Edge! He then goes for the cover.
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Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, Rey Mysterio and Edge!
Before Edge can celebrate for long, Big Show and Mark Henry attack him from behind. They stomp on him while Mysterio directs traffic and the crowd boos loudly. Rey then instructs them both to do a double chokeslam. They each wrap their massive hands over Edge's throat and lift him high in the air but then Rey tells them to wait. He heads to the apron and tells them he's going to springboard off. They lift Edge high in the air and Rey springboards into the ring and lands a seated senton at the same time they double chokeslam him! Edge is laid out, not moving an inch as Rey celebrates with his two bodyguards and it's the last image we see as Nitro fades out.
End of Show
Credits
Promos - Respective TTers
Reigns vs Wyatt - Crann
Breeze vs Crews - Soup
Finlay vs Steen, Dudleyz vs Bulletproof, Uso vs Morgan, Mysterio/Edge vs Blackman/Rhino - Danny