Post by Danny on Aug 22, 2018 0:17:58 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: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the final edition of Nitro before Vengeance-
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: Where we'll see International Champion Kevin Steen end the career of Roman Reigns!
Tony Schiavone: Well let's not get ahead of ourselves Brain. They will be facing at Vengeance but tonight they will have their official contract signing. Also in store for tonight, Samoa Joe takes on Apollo Crews
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: Crews got lucky last week against Breeze but this Joe guy is no slouch.
Tony Schiavone: And then of course we've got rivals competing in opposite matches when Bray Wyatt takes on Teddy Hart and Finlay goes one on one with Neville.
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: What is this? Sunday Night Heat? Is this the Vengeance pre show?
Tony Schiavone: No it's not but don't worry, coming up next you get to see your favorite tag team.
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: Oh no!
Tony Schiavone: That's right it's the Usos vs The New Day! Let's head to ringside!
Big E: DON'T YOU DARE BE SOURRRRRRRRR! CLAP FOR YOUR FUTURE WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS AND FEEL THE POWAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
IT'S A NEW DAY YES IT IS!!!
The crowd decide to cheer at this point in time as Big E and Xavier Woods, accompanied by Kofi Kingston charge out onto the stage. All three members of the New Day begin to dance around on top of the stage before heading down the ramp, clapping all the while.
Tony Chimel: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Xavier Woods, Big E and Kofi Kingston, The New Day!
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 a number one contenders match for the World Tag Team Championship! Introducing first, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at a combined weight of 479 pounds, Jimmy and Jey, The Usos!
The Usos slide into the ring and go to opposite corners to pose as the fans cheer them on. Kofi Kingston and Jey Uso head to the apron and the ref calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
The bell rings and the match begins with Big E starting his signature new day clap. The crowd claps along with him to the beat of his chant. Jmmy looks on with a confused expression on his face wondering just what he got himself into. The two men move in to tie up and Big E quickly gains the upper hand with his strength. He puts Jimmy in a side headlock and wrenches on it over and over again. Jimmy leans back into the ropes and tries to push Big E off of him but the strength of Big E is too much for the smaller Uso. Jimmy manages to punch Big E in the stomach a couple of times in order to free himself. Jimmy then tries to run away but Big E grabs a hold of his hair and slams him back down to the mat. Jimmy grabs at his head but Big E falls right on top of him for the first cover of the match.
1 . . .
And a quick kickout by Jimmy. Big E doesn't settle though as he just picks of Jimmy and hoists him on his shoulders. Jimmy tries to fight it though and elbows Big E on the side of the head a couple of times until he falls behind him and pushes him from behind into the ropes. Big E hits the ropes and jumps over a downed Jimmy. He hits the ropes again but this time runs right into a super kick. Big E falls back like a ton of bricks and Jimmy quickly makes the cover.
1 . . .
2 . . .
And Big E tosses Jimmy overhead with a powerful kick out!
Tony Schiavone: The power of Big E! Tell me something Brain, who do you got in this match?
Bobby Heenan: Well we all know how much I hate the Usos but New Day isn't much better. Both teams are annoying but I'll go with New Day because I hope they squish those Usos for good.
Big E quickly gets up and tags in Kofi while Jimmy tags in Jey. Both men cautiously enter the ring. They circle one another until they tie up in the middle of the ring. Jey has a slight size advantage and backs Kofi into the ropes. Xavier is on the outside yelling at the ref to break them apart. Jey backs away and has a few words with Woods but Kofi take advantage with a jumping clothesline. Jey gets up right away and this time gets taken down with a back elbow. Jey gets back up again but this time Kofi shoots him off the ropes. Jey comes back into a high dropkick from Kofi
Jey lays prone in the ring and it looks like nobody's home as that dropkick hit him perfectly. Kofi sees he's out and runs to the ropes. He comes back and stops, pops his shoulders before yelling out "New Day!" And then jumping up and hitting the Boom Drop! Kofi then waits as Jey slowly gets up. Kofi does his usual thunder clap but in the New Day beat. Jey finally turns around and Kofi jumps in the air for the Trouble in Paradise but Jey quickly gets under him and drops him back with the samoan drop! He stays on him for the cover.
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2 . . .
And Kofi kicks out! Jey picks him up right away though and tag in his brother. They both sends Kofi off the ropes and when he comes back, they hit a double back elbow followed by a double headbutt drop. Jimmy then quickly makes the cover.
1 . . .
2 . . .
And another kickout by Kofi! This time Jimmy brings Kofi back to his feet but Kofi tries to fight back with some shots to the mid section. It gives him enough room to run and hit the ropes behind him but Jimmy follows him and clotheslines him out of the ring. Jimmy then starts to calp and the crowd along with him as he hypes himself up. He hits the ropes and then jumps to the outside with a plancha right on top of Kofi!
Tony Schiavone: And now the Usos are having fun!
Bobby Heenan: Ugh give me a break.
Jey then gets in the ring and decides he wants in on the fun. He gets the crowd to clap along again and hits the ropes but he doesn't see Big E get in the ring and catch him before he can dive. He then tosses him overhead, all the way to the outside of the ring with the belly to back suplex. Big E then notices he has an opportunity him self. Ho looks at the ropes and then back at the Usos. He shrugs his shoulder and decides to hit the ropes and fly out of the ring with a suicide dive taking out both Usos in the process! Kofi then grabs Jimmy and throws him into the ring before making the cover.
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2 . . .
But Jimmy kicks out! Big E hops back on the apron and Kofi tags him in. Kofi then heads straight to the top while Big E picks up Jimmy and places him on top of his shoulder. He then faces Kofi and Kingston jumps off and they connect with the Midnight Hour! Big E then makes the cover while Jey tries to enter the ring but Xavier Wodds has his foot on the outside where the ref can't see.
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3 . . .
Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, Big E and Kofi Kingston, The New Day!
Jey comes into the ring to check on Jimmy while the New Day celebrates in the ring as the cameras go elsewhere.
Samoa Joe: I've been biding my time waiting for the perfect chance, the perfect opportunity to come to the UWF and to dominate the UWF. And it just so happens that opportunity has presented itself. Tonight my domination over Nitro begins with my in-ring debut against Apollo Crews. What you are about to bare witness to is the systematic destruction of a man who simply doesn't deserve to be in the same ring as Samoa Joe. I'm the best at what I do, I am the Samoan Submission Machine. All the men up and down the roster have no idea whats about to hit them but I can tell you one thing it will hit them hard as no man on this roster can hang with Samoa Joe. I'm bigger, I'm badder and I'm better. Apollo Crews, I'd enjoy smiling and having fun while you still can because after tonight you won't be smiling for a while after I knock your teeth down your throat and choke you unconscious. This is just the beginning.
Samoa Joe walks off camera as we go elsewhere.
The cameras head backstage, showing a close up of the backstage interviewer Renee Young. She smiles at the camera and begins to speak.
Renee Young: Good evening ladies and gentleman, you have joined me in this moment in time as I am just about to go and try to grab an interview with our UWF Unified Tag Team Champions, The Dudley Boyz. Please stand by as I go knock on their door.
Renee lowers her mic, motioning for the camera to follow her as she walks down the hallway and comes to a door with 'The Dudley Boyz' across the front of it. She knocks on the door, not waiting long as the door quickly opens. Renee is greeted by the face of Spike Dudley. Spike looks a little surprised, as does Renee as Spike slowly closes the door, leaving it just a little ajar.
Renee: Umm hello Spike, I was wondering if I could trouble your brothers for a moment of their time to talk about their upcoming match at Vengeance against The Young Bucks?
Renee pushes the mic to Spike's lips as he takes his turn to speak.
Spike: I really wish you could Renee, I really wish that was possibly but unfortunately, it is only little old me tonight. My brothers and Stacy are actually not here and they have left me in charge, a risky move I know but it's not like I haven't been the boss before. So Renee, if you want anyone's view on that match at Vengeance, I'm sorry to say but my view will have to do.
Renee can't help but look a little disappointed, maybe a little upset as well as Spike just smiles at her as she regathers herself and continues to speak.
Renee: Alright then, I'm sure we can make this work. Spike, at Vengeance, The Dudleyz take on the Young Bucks, a team that already holds a victory over them when they faced off 2 on 2, does that give The Young Bucks the advantage and are the Dudleyz worried?
Spike: Renee, I know where you are coming from, that is the thought that is running through everyone's mind, the Young Bucks haven't been hiding that fact and everyone that has ears, have heard that from their mouths recently. I know what you are thinking, Uncle Spike can see it in your eyes but listen to Uncle Spike when he say this, The Dud.......
???: Yo, Renee, you just gonna walk past me again and just ignore me like that?
Spike gets cut off mid sentence by a voice that is off screen. The voice is given a face as Renee turns and pushes the microphone into the face of R-Truth. Spike looks at R-Truth, very confused.
R-Truth: Yo, what's up with dat? But listen, I'm gonna let you off the leash, only because me and Little Jimmy are in such a good mood tonight and we both made an executive decision to bring the interview to you. I know you have been under the weather but how could you just walk past the Number One Contender to the International Championship at Wrestlemania? You know what, don't answer that, we only want to answer the questions not ask any so go ahead Renee, ask me anything.
Renee looks very confused now as Spike's face is a picture as he just can't believe what is happening.
Spike: What are you going on about Truth? That doesn't make any sense.
R-Truth suddenly jumps back, seemingly frightened at the sound of Spike's voice.
R-Truth: Yo dog, where the hell did you come from? Hey, Little Jimmy, did you see this boy appear from no where? Someone must really put a bell on you so they can hear you coming. I can't believe you nearly gave me a heart attack in the most important month of my life, it's the last thing I need on the Road to Wrestlemania.
Spike looks really confused now as Renee is still trying to figure out what is going on.
Spike: I have no idea what you are talking about Truth, the Road to Wrestlemania ended a month ago? You weren't even on the card and you missed it completely.
It is now R-Truth's turn to seem confused as he stops in his tracks. He goes to speak, stops himself and rubs his head. He bends down, mumbling something to what appears is Little Jimmy with his hand over his mouth. He suddenly stands back up quickly.
R-Truth: So your telling me that this isn't the Road to Wrestlemania and I'm not facing Roman Reigns for the International Championship?
Spike: How about I fill you in about everything. Firstly, no this isn't The Road To Wrestlemania. Secondly, you are not facing Roman Reigns at Wrestlemania and Thirdly, maybe the most important fact here is that Roman Reigns isn't even the International Champion anymore. He lost the title to Kevin Steen.
R-Truth: Hold up, Hold up Hornswoggle, so what happened to my title shot I won by winning the Royal Rumble?
Spike: Once Again I ask, What?
R-Truth: You know, the Rumble I won by throwing out your Fat Brother? That rumble, I beat him fair and square and watched with my own eyes his feet touch the ground.
Spike: Alright, I'll answer this in two parts once again. Firstly, Bubba isn't fat anymore, he has actually lost a few kilos, who knew putting everyone through a table would actually get rid of a place for him to put his food. He just doesn't think it's worth enough energy to bend down to the ground to pick it up instead of just moving his arm and secondly, that wasn't the real Royal Rumble, we were just warming Bubba up for the proper one.
R-Truth now looks disappointed now as he processes what Spike just said. He once again goes to question it, pulling back at the last moment as he seems resigned to the outcome. He looks disappointed again as he speaks into the mic.
R-Truth: You know what, it's my bad, this is on me, I like to take my leave and I wish you all a good night. Come on Little Jimmy, let's go get some pizza.
R-Truth motions to grab an invisible hand, turning to walk away from Renee and Spike but suddenly Spike grabs his shoulder. Truth slowly turns back to Spike, slowly with it seems a little tear in his eye.
Spike: I'm sorry about not having your title shot Truth, trust me, I know how it feels, listen I just had an idea. My brothers have the Unified Tag Team Title belts around their waists, I know everything about them, I know their strengths and their weaknesses, how about you and I tag together and have a go at beating them? I know I wouldn't mind having some gold around my waist. What do you say?
Spike extends his hand out towards R-Truth. He looks down at the hand, seemingly thinking long and hard about Spike's offer. He lifts his focus to Spike's face as Spike is nodding and making movements towards his hand with his head. All of a sudden, R-Truth bursts out in laughter. He holds his ribs as he can't control himself.
R-Truth: R-Truth, tag with Hornswoggle? Hahahaha come on Little Jimmy, I needed that!!!
Truth stumbles out of shot, still holding his ribs and laughing as Renee shrugs her shoulders. She turns towards Spike as he looks very angry. Renee goes to speak to him but Spike lifts his finger to her, mouths the word 'Don't' to her as he quickly turns towards his locker room, opens the door and slams it in Renee's face. She jumps back from the noise, not looking too upset as once again she just shrugs her shoulders as the cameras go somewhere else.
The name of Samoa Joe appears on the titantron and the crowd reaction is instantly mixed. There are chants of 'Joe!, Joe!, Joe!' but when 'The Samoan Submission Machine' walks out from the back he pays them little attention. Samoa Joe wastes little time in walking down to the ring, he has a swagger in his step as he almost stomps his way to ringside.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from the Isle of Samoa, weighing in at 270 pounds, Samoa Joe!
Joe hops onto the apron and enters the ring without a single care in the word. He then goes over to his corner and waits for his opponent.
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.
Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Stone Mountain, Georgia, weighing in at 240 pounds, Apollo Crews!
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. Suddenly though, Samoa Joe comes running and attacks him from behind! Crews tumbles out of the ring and to the mat below. Joe then exits the ring and brings Crews back to his feet. He then rams him into the steel steps. The ref exits the ring and tells him to back away but Joe just smirks and throws Crews back into the ring.
The ringside physician slides into the ring to attend to Crews and calls off the match but to the ref's surprise, Crews shakes his head and says no. The ref gets right in front of his face and asks if he's sure and Apollo shakes his head as he slowly rises to his feet with help from the corner. The ref reluctantly agrees and calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Bobby Heenan: Well it looks like we're going to have this match after all.
Tony Schiavone: Come on Brain, this isn't right. Crews can barely stand.
Joe doesn't care though as he runs at him clotheslines him in the corner before turning around and hitting a pele kick to the back of Crews' head. Apollo slumps in the corner but Joe just picks him up and places him on the top turnbuckle. He then proceeds to get him in position before dropping him in the center of the ring with the Muscle Buster! Joe isn't done though and he locks in the Rear Naked Choke and the ref immediately calls for the bell without even checking on Apollo
Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Samoa Joe!
Joe just looks down at Crews who is being attended to once again. He just smirks and laughs as he exits the ring as the cameras focus on Crews until they fade out.
"We're backstage where Bulletproof are shown watching a clip from last week's Nitro to where we see Joey Ryan and Finn Balor losing".
CM Punk: Last week, you boys didn't finish the job I specifically asked you to do. There was zero statement, a flat week I shall say. Having something like this early into what we're starting isn't good at all. This is why I told Finn over the phone last week that he would be facing Daniel Bryan, not me. I could have said it was you Joey, but Finn was the one who didn't get pinned. We've all lost to Daniel Bryan, but Finn is the one that must prove us wrong. We need to start thinking smart, we need to focus. There is no dilemma here at all, we have roles that we intake for us to go further than ever. I'm known to speak from the mind and perhaps that is what allows my ego to get the better of me. But now, it's focusing on being the best... The universe thinks lowly of you guys and I can't have that.
We didn't get booked tonight, that's fair enough. It's a night off, but it doesn't mean we cannot make a statement is that right Finn?
Finn isn't really paying much attention
Finn... Look at me when I'm speaking to you!
I hear you Punk. Trust me, I hear you loud & clear. It's convenient that management didn't book us on the card, let alone told us to stay out of the arena tonight. They witnessed , the world witnessed last week first hand the destruction caused when I channel the inner darkness, the demon inside me. They want to protect Daniel Bryan, they want to make sure their golden goose survives until Vengeance where he'll be fed to the big bad hungry wolves that is BulletProof. His time, is almost up.
Finn Balor crinks his neck, & gives a little snarl as Seth Rollins speaks.
Seth Rollins: I'm glad you're paying attention Finn, as for you Joey... you really got to focus. I mean I've been there, it's a dark place when you're confused and unsure where things are going. Tonight, we stick together and come Vengeance Daniel Bryan best be careful what he wishes for. It'll all come together... it'll all come together...
Joey Ryan nods in agreement, & slaps Seth Rollins on the chest, as they walk off talking about what's to come inaudibly.
Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Belfast, Ireland and weighing 230 pounds, Dave FINLAY!
My name is Finlay, and I love ta fight!
The majority of fans seem excited as they pop for the fighting Irishman, a veteran of the business. Finlay emerges from the back with a deliberate stride, and though his steps are slower than they were in his younger days the old dog heads down the ramp shaking out a wrist and looking every bit as game for this scrap as any other in his long and storied career. Finlay heads up the steps and into the ring before beginning to stretch it out while he waits for his foe.
Tony Chimel: And introducing the opponent, from Newcastle upon Tyne, England and weighing 194 pounds, the Man That Gravity Forgot... NEVILLE!
A modest pop for Adrian Neville as the fans who remember him from the Thunder days witness his return to the UWF. Neville walks out onto the ramp in a purple cape and drops to one knee before performing his signature Red Arrow taunt, then charging down the ramp at full tilt and sliding into the ring! As Neville gets to his feet, he shuffles out of the cape and hands it off to a ringside attendant. The official performs some pre-match checks and calls for the starting bell.
DING DING DING!
Neville looks to take advantage of his youth as soon as the bell rings, charging Finlay and attempting a cross body. Finlay, however, catches the Man That Gravity Forgot and quickly refreshes Gravity's memory as he drops Neville back-first on his knee. Neville writhes in pain as Finlay sits him up and traps him in a chin lock, wrenching with all of his Irish might as the fans offer a touch of a mixed reaction for the old-timer.
Tony Schiavone: Dave Finlay getting a lukewarm reaction from this crowd, and you have to wonder if people are buying in to the Irishman.
Bobby Heenan: I'll grudgingly give him points for his match against Kevin Steen last week, Schiavone. He held in longer than most would against Mr. Wrestling.
Neville begins to find some energy and fights up to one knee before Finlay transitions into a side headlock and then throws him over the hip to land back on his spine again. Finlay then mounts Neville and pummels him hard with blows to the face before standing back up, hauling Neville up and trapping him in an abdominal stretch. It's all Neville can do to, again, suffer the hold as Finlay applies all kinds of pressure for several moments before releasing the Man That Gravity Forgot, who has clearly been worn out by all the holds. Neville turns back around and tries to tie Finlay up, but grappling has never been his strong suit and the Irishman quickly works into a position of power before sending Neville into the corner with an Irish whip and following him to execute what could be the ugliest corner lariat ever shown on Nitro. Neville's body nearly ragdolls in the corner as Finlay pulls away, then drags him out by the hair before lifting him up in position for the Celtic Cross.
Bobby Heenan: Dave Finlay already going for the finish here! This is nuts!
Tony Schiavone: You know what they say about the fighting Irish, Brain!
Finlay surges forward but as he does Neville actually manages to break free and he escapes the Irishman's grasp to land on his feet in a scramble! As Finlay turns around, he does so directly into a superkick square on the jaw that staggers him, but he stays on his feet. Neville takes advantage, running for the ropes behind Finlay and springboarding into a bulldog! The Man That Gravity Forgot gets back to his feet as the fans lightly pop for the acrobatic display and he goes for a cover, but doesn't even get a one count.
Tony Schiavone: Adrian Neville is a very different man now than the man he once was on UWF Thunder, Brain.
Bobby Heenan: Going for a cover after a springboard bulldog? He's a lot dumber than he looks.
Neville is quick to get to his feet after the failed pin. Unfortunately for him, so is Finlay and as Neville charges him to try and take him down again, the Irishman lurches forward with a shoulder block that simply LEVELS the smaller man. Finlay quickly hauls Neville back up and throws him into the ropes, and this time as Neville rebounds Finlay doubles over and tosses the Englishman clear overhead, sending him crashing to the canvas. Finlay is getting on the roll now, and he stretches out an arm before stalking Neville, who slowly gets back to his vertical base.
Bobby Heenan: Dave Finlay putting on a clinic here Schiavone, and Neville will be hard-pressed to pull out a win.
"This old man has fight in him yet!" Finlay shouts at Neville as the Man That Gravity Forgot gets to his feet only to receive a fireman carry slam. Finlay then rolls Neville over with a foot before falling in for the cover.
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...NO!
The Man That Gravity Forgot gets a shoulder up and Finlay smacks the canvas as he sits up and then pushes up to his feet. Finlay quickly pulls Neville up to his feet as well, and then positions him again for the Celtic Cross. This time, Neville has little fight left in him and eats the finisher, and the Irishman hooks the leg.
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...3!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner,
F I N L A Y!
Tony Schiavone: A dominant performance from the Irishman Finlay and I don't think we've seen him as energized and game for a contest as he was tonight, Brain.
Bobby Heenan: Going twelve rounds with Kevin Steen clearly put the spark back in the old man and now look what he's managing! It's almost like Mr. Wrestling elevates the entire roster...
Finlay seems pleased with himself as he leaves the ring, leaving Neville in a heap on the canvas. The fans seem to be behind the old man as they start to chant his name, and this further energizes the Irishman who is not quite accustomed to hearing adoration from a crowd. He raises a hand in the air and this draws a modest pop, before making his way from the arena as the feed heads elsewhere.
The camera scene cuts to a dark street, where a fierce storm is raining down. The streetlights flicker on and off and lightning lights up the sky. The sound of thunder crashes and echos through the streets. A lone figure is slowly walking towards the camera, drenched in rain. He stops. A flash of lightning reveals his identity.
The Hurricane
Ahhh the sweet... soothing sound of a storm. I love it. Don't you? A storm is the most powerful force of nature. And do you know what the most powerful storm is? A Hurricane. Do you know what makes a Hurricane so terrifying? You can see it coming from literally miles away but there is nothing you can do to stop it. It actually gets more powerful along the way. All you can do is sit and watch as the beast grows bigger... and bigger... and bigger until it is knocking on your front door! It crashes down without warning, and without prejudice. It's one mission... to destroy.
Thunder booms in the background
The Hurricane
You can board up your windows but the unforgiving wind will tear them down! You can seek higher ground, but the waters will find you. You can only watch as it brings down everything you hope and love! You can only watch as your live is destroyed right in front of your eyes. In your darkest hour, the only thing you can do... is pray to a hero to come and save you. A hero that will calm the storm and set everything right. But everything is not right! Because that hero that you wish would come and save you is FAKE! Because heroes don't exist. Not in this dark, cruel world. Everyone is only looking out for themselves. Everyone will stab their best friends in the back to get ahead. A hero only lives in the pages of a comic book. But villains...hahaha... villains are all too real.
The Hurricane's dark chuckles is met with another bolt of lightning
The Hurricane
It's funny how the dark.. can make you see. For years I was blinded with the fantasy of being a hero. With being able to save the day and make everything right. I wanted people to admire me, to LOVE ME. I wanted little kids to be just like me. I wanted to be a role model for anyone, of any age. Most importantly.. I just wanted to do the right thing. But what did I get for my years of service? I got kicked to the curb! I got put out like a bag of trash. I got laughed at! I got spit on! They all thought I was a joke. Well let me ask you just one question... Who will save you now? Who will save you when you need it most? Who will save you... from me?
The Hurricane takes a few more steps towards the camera.
The Hurricane
Dark days are coming to the UWF... and there's no one that can save you. There is no hero this time. No one can stop the force of the Hurricane. The UWF will drown in my rage. For every time that I was kicked at. For every time that I was spat on. For every time that someone laughed at me... I will get my revenge. I will blow through UWF until all that is left is ruins, buried by the waves and I will build my castle on top of it! I will sit on my throne as the one true God of UWF, and watch as it all drowns in the flood. UWF! THERE'S A HURRICANE COMING THROUGH!
One more mighty thunderbolt crashes, followed by the sound of thunder. The camera fade quickly cuts out.
Suddenly, Teddy Hart's theme from AAA hits the speakers, and it has the audience on their feet and booing him. He just has a proud smirk on his face, while he walks down the entrance ramp. He performs a few mocking gestures to a select few members of the audience, as the camera zooms on it.
He enters the ring from the steel staircase and the middle rope, and points to himself with both of his index fingers, mouthing, "All eyes on me.". At this point, he has a cocky grin on his face, until...
Suddenly the titantron screen comes alive with the image of the Wyatt Family standing backstage.
Bray Wyatt: We're here.
Bray blows out the lantern as the arena is now completely dark as, "Live In Fear" begins to play.
Bray makes his way out from the backstage with the rest of the Wyatt Family in tow. The lights turn on again, and Wyatt enters the ring with his three Wyatt Cohorts guarding the ring entrance.
Ding Ding Ding!
The bell rings it's usual three times, and Teddy Hart is already attempting to circle the much girthier Bray Wyatt. His posture is more stout to suit his technical background, and the way he hops around suggests more aggression. Albeit, Wyatt seems more relaxed and upright, but is nevertheless circling Teddy in similar fashion. For a brief moment, it appears the two will engage in a collarbone-elbow tie-up, but Teddy has other plans, as he slips behind Bray and catches him in a rear waist lock. Bray immediately bends his hips forward to apply more weight and leverage unto Teddy. Eventually he slips out, and catches Teddy in an armlock, but Teddy quickly makes his way over to the ropes, and uses the top rope to perform a front flip forward. The crowd pop at the suddenness and fluidity of the flip, as Teddy falls perpendicular to Bray, and tosses him back to the center of the ring with an arm drag!
Tony Schiavone: A deceptively quick front flip, but rapidly followed by an arm drag!
Bobby Heenan: Hold on!
It appears Bray feels hes been made out to be a fool, and comes charging back at Teddy with an attempted body splash. But, Teddy dodges out of the way, as Bray then runs into the corner chest-first. Albeit, Bray stumbles backwards from the chestward impact, as Teddy moves behind him to capitalize. He grabs the thigh from behind, and performs a picture-perfect back suplex into a bridging pin! The ref rapidly moves into position to count
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Kickout!
Tony Schiavone: An Absolutely picture-perfect bridging Back Suplex, by Teddy Hart!
Bobby Heenan: I can respect that. Not too sure how old he is, but I only know him from The Harts. Wasnt too sure if he was in the business, but hes looking pretty solid tonight.
Bray kicks out, and rolls out of the grapple to prevent further damage against his failing ground game versus Teddys. Theyre now both at a bow-legged position, much like they were at the start of the match. But Brays just playing mind games, as he unexpectedly kicks Teddy in the gut, and sends a patent throat thrust to the jugular of Teddy, which sends him sprawling back into the nearest corner. Bray begins to rain down a series of calculated right hands to Teddy, whilst he attempts to regain his ground. The official decides thats enough for Teddy, and counts to four before forcefully getting in the way, and thus breaking up the hold.
Bray angrily staggers back to the middle of the ring, as a means to meet the officials obnoxious demands. The two return to meet each other in a collar-and-elbow tie up, as it parades in similar fashion to the one they started out the match with. Bray has the strength and weight advantage, but due to the repeated shots from earlier, Brays able to just slam Teddys face down as some sort of standing, make-shift facebuster. But, Bray lifts him back up to his feet, and only to slam his head back down face-first, again!
Tony Schiavone: Geeze! Brays got a whole new mean-streak going on tonight.
Bobby Heenan: But, do you want to know who can blame him, Tony? Absolutely no one. Brays been trading skirmishes for the past couple weeks, and has seemingly been sitting in the corner as an outside observer. Hes seen enough, Tony - and hes letting Teddy, and everyone else know they arent ready for The New Face of Fear.
But, it doesnt look like Brays done, just yet! He lifts him back up to his feet, but Teddy wont take another hit, as he places his noggin systematically between Brays jaw, and drops down with a stiff jawbreaker. Teddy wants to return a couple favors from earlier too, as he gets up to his feet, and briefly lifts Bray into the air for a reverse atomic drop. Bray holds his relative posterior momentarily, but refuses to fall down. Teddy compromises, as he adds additional damage to the gut of Bray with a kick, and decisively follows through with a cutting-edge Spike DDT from a standing position! Teddy follows up with a cover!
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Bobby Heenan: I was about to spill something cliche out of my mouth, saying that was going to be it. But, it damn sure looked like it was going to be.
Tony Schiavone: Teddys made out of something special, Bobby. Thats for sure. But, Brays made out of something completely paranormal.
And Tonys got to be right, too. Bray has to be paranormal to kick out of those three consecutive moves delivered to him in rapid succession. Teddy rings his fingers through his mohawk in frustration, but Bray just rises to a crouched position, looks up at Teddy with a curious, but empty gaze, and just laughs hysterically. Teddy throws a tantrum, and just begins to angrily pound away onto Brays face with stormful rights and lefts! Brays still just laughing away, until the official decides to get involved, and pushes away Teddy to restore order in the match.
But, Brays already back up on his feet, and runs at Teddy with a wild, grim-spirited bodyblock attack, which sends the previously staggered Teddy back down to the canvas. Of course until Teddy decides to rapidly rise back up to his feet, hes hit with another rabid bodyblock from Bray. However, instead of following through with another bodyblock, Bray catches semi-conscious body of Teddy, and tosses him overhead with a powerful belly-to-belly suplex! Bray follows through with his first cover of the match
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Bray was likely just the test hes done unto Teddy, but a two count is an inaccurate sample in this case, as Teddy shoots back up to his feet to catch him in an amateur-style Firemans Carry, which sends Bray out of the ring, and through the middle rope. The crowd make an Ooh! noise at the suddenness of the move. Though, it appears Bray landed awkwardly unto the outside, and the rest of The Wyatts are attending to Wyatts scrambling self whilst he attempts to regain his footing. But, Teddy knows better it could be a feint, as he springboards himself out onto the outside middle rope, where he stands idly by with his back turned. Then, in clockwork fashion, Teddy soars through the skies with a picture-perfect Springboard Moonsault onto all four Wyatts!
Tony Schiavone: Holy Hell on Earth, what a Moonsault by Teddy Hart! All four Wyatt members are down! I repeat, all four Wyatt members are down!
Teddy knows this is his chance, as he ushers Bray back up to his feet by his neck and the edge of his pants. Tossing Bray between the bottom rope and the canvas, Teddy moves in for what seems to be a possible victory.
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Teddy Hart is dragged out of the ring by his ankle, by Erik Rowan! But, the instant Teddy felt a tug on his ankle, he was mad. He was mad those stupid, hillbilly, inbred Wyatts wouldnt just take a beating lying down, and now, he wasnt either. Nevertheless, as Teddy was being dragged out, Teddy had twisted his body to easily enter into a position for a quick Hurricanrana. With this description, and as you mightve guessed, Teddy falls through with a quick Hurricanrana from his baseball slide-like position on the canvas, and Erik Rowan is sent tumbling about ringside, dazed and confused! Teddy has exploded with energy, and the crowd is just eating it up while he flexes!
Tony Schiavone: And what a counter by Teddy Hart into a Hurricanrana! Those are some lightning-fast reflexes, that have been groomed since the very inception of Hart Family.
Harpers up to his feet right about now, and hes not liking what hes seeing - a downed Erik Rowan, and a proud-standing Teddy Hart. He spins, and tries for his Discus Clothesline, but Teddys too quick, as he slips behind Harpers clubby clothesline, and delivers a superkick to his jaw as soon as he turns around! Harper slumps over, but Teddy moves inside the ring to re-engage Bray.
Tony Schiavone: Teddy Hart is on fire! Is there anything that cant stop Teddy Hart from beating Bray Wyatt?!
Unfortunately for Teddy, however, Bray was just playing possum inside the ring. As soon as Teddy had entered the ring, Bray sprung up back to his feet, and had just enough time to brace himself for a potential Sister Abigail. Likewise, this is exactly what he does, as he swings back the head of Teddy Hart, twists, and slams it back down to the canvas in wicked fashion, thus spelling the end with the parting kiss of Sister Abigail! Bray moves to cover Teddy!
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Ding! Ding! Ding!
Tony Chimel: "And your winner by pinfall "
BRAY WYATT!!!
The Official tries to raise the hand of Bray, but he just yanks it away. In clockwork fashion, the rest of The Wyatt Family join him inside the ring, as Bray crouches over the unconscious body of Teddy Hart, as if he were a human sacrifice on an altar. Bray has his arms wide open, as if hes praying too. And so appears the rest of The Wyatts, as the three of them are trying to usher the audience into hailing The Eater of Worlds.
Suddenly, were brought nothing, but the occasional blackness of a moving camera. It has the same discomforting sound of someone fast walking with a camera in their hands, until we hear a sudden roar of anger exclaim in the background-
???: Where is he?!
After the powerful exclamation of anger, we hear the thunder of what sounds like a thousand boxes falling down in the background. It's very discomforting to the ears, as other supplies are thrown around in the background. Eventually, we start to see light, and it's the War Machine, Rhino, running around on an absolute warpath! He's breathing heavily, as he grabs the shirt of another unsuspecting backstage crewman.
Rhino: Steve Blackman! Where the hell is that son of a bitch, Steve Blackman?! Tell me now, God dammit! Before I kill you with my hands wrapped around your throat!
Crewman: H-he U-Uh Down there, yup! YUP! Don't know nuthin else!
Rhino tosses the crewman aside, and over a box of backstage equipment, which results in a loud, audible clang of pipes as they all fall down to the concrete. Rhino mounts the camera over his shoulder, where we can see him getting closer to Steve Blackman, whos currently stretching in his ring gear, with the Hardcore title right beside him! Rhino tosses the camera to a nearby crewman to film him, as he comes charging in with a clubby, double axe-handle to the back of Steve Blackman! Steve stumbles into a nearby wall for balance. But, Rhino just doesn't relent! He rains down a flurry of punches onto the trapped Steve Blackman between Rhino and the wall. Steve slowly slumps down into the corner of the wall, as Rhino continues his onslaught of clenched fists. The only thing Steve can do is to raise his arms to block. But, Rhino has other plans, as he decides to grab the back of Steves head, and drags him out of the corner of the wall.
However, as Steve is getting dragged, and is about have his head slammed on a box of backstage equipment, Steve utilizes his well-versed martial arts background, and locks Rhinos arm in a vice so he cant slam his head down. Rhinos disoriented for a moment and is practically stunned, but Steve knows better to follow up, as he sweeps the leg of Rhino, and brings his back down onto the hard, concrete floor! Steve still has the forearm-and-upper arm joint under control, as he hangs onto it with the previous vice from before. His head is tucked past Rhinos reach, too. Suddenly, Steve falls back perpendicular to his previous position, and locks in an armbar!
Rhinos screaming in agony, at this point. But, he wont be for much longer, as he manages to will himself to a standing, bent-over position, with Blackman still having partial control over the hold. With every fiber of his being, Rhino deadlifts Blackman from a modified powerbomb position, and just manages to slam him back down onto a nearby box of backstage equipment! Rhino stumbles away for a moment to gather his energy and to perhaps finish the job, rather than just taking the Hardcore Championship and running with it.
Rhino stumbles back over to Steve Blackman, only to find out Steves already risen to his feet. Rhino can hardly react, before hes hit with a textbook Bicycle Kick almost out of nowhere! Rhino falls backward like a rock, while Steve moves back to grab his Kendo Stick to finish off Rhino. But, a platoon of referees commanded by EC3 say otherwise, as they swarm Steve like a damned pack of flies! Rhinos trying to will himself up to his feet, but the platoon of referees pin him down too. The final image before Vengeances Rhino vs. Steve Blackman is a restrained, but fired-up Rhino screaming incoherent threats towards Steve, whilst Steve just laughs it off like a madman. Likewise, Nitro rolls on.
Tony Schiavone: Here we ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the contract signing for the Hell in a Cell match at Vengeance for the International Championship.
Bobby Heenan: Let's hurry and get this over with so we can get to the part where Steen puts Roman through a table!
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The General Manager of Nitro steps out from the back and begins to walk down to the ring in a nicely tailored suit. He calmly and confidently strides to the ring, not paying any attention to those around him booing him loudly. He enters the ring and asks for a mic and it's handed to him. He then raises the mic to speak.
EC3: 6 months ago Thunder was stagnant. It was in dire need of a change. Vince McMahon didn't have the time nor the energy to oversee both brands so instead he gave power to Vince Russo and changed the name to Nitro. For some reason he thought that would magically fix all of Nitro's problems but things just stayed the same. Enter me.
The crowd boos loudly as EC3 stands there with a big grin on his face.
EC3: While Nitro isn't perfect, I cut the fat, I got things back on a timely schedule and I legitimized our titles. None of this If I randomly attack the champion I'll get a title shot. No you earn title shots by impressing me and as much as I hate to say it, Roman Reigns has been impressive. While maybe not the best wrestler, he's got a drive and unwillingness to give up to prove just why he was International Champion. Keyword, was. That's simply because he goes up against a man who does all that and more. I admire your passion Roman but Heart isn't all there is to being champion. This Sunday we really see if you have what it takes to regain the International Champion. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...Roman Reigns.
A thud is heard throughout the arena which excites the Roman Empire. Reigns once again makes his way on out from the entrance way. Reigns looks to the crowd on each side and heads to the ring
As Reigns has been doing lately, he walks around the ring a few times and stalks EC3 before he climbs up on the apron followed by going up to the second turnbuckle and posing for the Roman Empire
Reigns then gets off of the turnbuckle and heads inside the ring where he walks right up to EC3 and stares him down. EC3 hasn't forgotten what Roman did to his assistant Spud and how it was originally meant for him. After a tense couple of seconds, EC3 rises his mic to speak again.
EC3: Save your energy Roman, you're going to need it Sunday when you go one on one with this man in a Hell in a Cell, ladies and gentlemen the International Champion, Kevin Steen!
"Godzilla" blasts through the PA, sending the crowd into an agitated uproar. A unanimous, deafening chorus of boos fills the arena as the UWF International Champion walks out on to the ramp. Steen's focus is entirely on the the challenger waiting in the ring, though, and he ignores the hate from the UWF Universe as he makes his way down the ramp. "Mr. Wrestling" has his title belt slung over his shoulder - the confidence he carries it with as he stares down Reigns is an intentional attempt to rub it in. Kevin steps into the ring and approaches the table.
Steen raise his title high and he looks directly at Roman. The two get really close to one another, the table barely separating them until EC3 quickly tries to ease the tension.
EC3: Now now now, why bother fighting now when you'll have a much better opportunity to hurt one another come Vengeance. So Roman if you please, challenger first.
Roman Reigns: Just because I don't have that title right now, doesn't mean a damn thing. I know you think you broke my spirit, but you haven't. While I may have lost at WrestleMania, I am still the Samoan badass that is going to charge through you like a freight train on a Sundays night in California.
I'm not going to use the whole, I'm stronger than you or faster than you, but when we are locked inside that cell, I am going to whoop your ass so hard that EC3 is going to feel it.
I don't have much to say, but on Sunday, I bring the big fight and I take back my title. I have and I will again be the champion. Believe that, bitch!
Roman signs the contract and then tosses the microphone into Steen's face. The microphone bounces off Steen and falls to the canvas. Kevin doesn't look angry, though. He just just shakes his head, disappointed, before picking up the mic and responding.
Steen: You better settle down there Roman. As much as I'm looking forward to embarrassing you in yet another pay-per-view main event, I'm not above putting you head-first through this table right here, right now. They only way you make it to Vengeance is by my good grace. Remember that.
And remember that not so long ago you were calling yourself a role model. So how about some civility? No need to act like a childish brat. What would your little girl think about that?
Now, you just said that you not having a title doesn't mean "a damn thing". Roman... christ... it means everything. It means I'm a man of my word, that I beat you when and how I said I would. It means that I took everything you had and made it mine, and now I'm making it better. This title means a whole lot of things, as a matter of fact. It's a symbol, representing which of us the better man is. And it's mine.
At Vengeance, inside Hell in a Cell, you've got your chance to try and take it all back. I don't doubt you'll give it everything you have, and this time you won't even have to obey the regulation rules of a wrestling match. We already know you can't beat me fair and square, so your last hope is to try and do it in an... extreme environment. I don't understand how you can be stupid enough to think you could have any kind of advantage against me in those circumstances. I'm the most dangerous man in the history of the UWF. The only reason you're able to breath without the help of a machine in a hospital right now is beacuse I had to play the rules last time we fought. You won't have that luxury this time.
But I'm not going to finish you off Roman, not completely anyway. For all the careers I've ended, yours won't be one. No, I want you to be here every week for every show during my long, long run as UWF International Champion. I'll come out here every night and remind the world just how I won this belt, and that I beat you again to keep it in my first title defense. I'll keep reminding you and flaunting it, and every time you get another shot, I'll beat your over again. When the delusion finally shatters, when the ego breaks and you can finally admit to yourself that I have always been and always will be the better man. Then, when that stupid Samoan hope is drained dry and you don't even want to try anymore, that will be when I'm satisfied. When the fighting spirit you're so proud of is extinguished, this will be over.
Kevin places the microphone down and signs the contract. He then places the pen down and hoists his title belt in Roman's face once again. EC3 walks over to Roman and puts his hand on his shoulder, making Reigns look at him to break the tension between the two but as soon as Roman looks at EC3, Steen clobbers him with the belt!
Roman falls to the floor and Steen just hops on top of him and starts throwing punch after punch until Roman starts bleeding, clearly suffering from a broken nose from the initial attack with the belt. EC3 says that's enough as he tries to pull Steen off but Kevin just pushed the general manager to the floor which causes the crowd to "OHHHHHH" at the sight. Steen then picks up Roman and throws him into the ropes. Reigns comes back into a pop up power bomb through the table.
Steen then looks down on the chaos that he caused and an evil smile creeps across his face. He walks over to Roman and places his foot on his chest and raises the International Championship high as the crowd all around him boos. It's the final image we see as Nitro fades to black.
End of show
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