Post by Danny on Aug 22, 2018 1:01:22 GMT -6
Pyro goes off all throughout the arena and the camera zooms around, showing numerous fans all showing their support for the return of NXT, We then go ringside where Corey Graves and Tom Phillips are standing by.
Tom Phillips: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the brand new, NXT! I'm Tom Phillips and with me is my broaddcast partner, former International Champion, Corey Graves.
Corey Graves: Can you feel it in the air? NXT is back and better than ever. All EC3 needed was a new paint job and it looks great if I do say so myself.
Tom Phillips: And tonight we've got a big main event when two former International Champions lock up.
Corey Graves: Rey Mysterio can't be happy about how he was eliminated last week but you can be sure, Bulletproof isn't any happier.
Tom Phillips: If that wasn't big enough, we've got a six man tag team action when the Bloodline takes on the Wyatt Family.
Corey Graves: Roman may have lost his International Championship match at Vengeance, and tonight he may very well take it all out on the man to eliminated him in Aztec Warfare, Bray Wyatt.
Tom Phillips: Plus Teddy Hart and Finlay settle their grudge, Dolph Ziggler takes on Samoa Joe and the New Day go up against the Social Outcasts.
Corey Graves: Quit your yammering Tom and let's get to the action because both teams are inside the ring and ready to go!
The New Day & Social Outcast are already in the ring as a familiar theme song is heard, the crowd instantly boo's heavily.
"Bulletproof by Five Finger Death Punch" begins blasting through the PA System as CM Punk, Seth Rollins, Finn Balor and Joey Ryan make their way down the entrance ramp, all four Bulletproof members enter the ring as CM Punk demands a microphone as New Day and Social Outcasts stand by their corner looking at Bulletproof.
CM Punk:
I apologize. This match isn't happening at all, a new brand, a new name and you guys couldn't even hype your shitty match? That doesn't sit well with me. When I heard the name NXT was going to happen and that we were tossing Nitro into the trash can, I felt... well, I felt nothing. I rolled my eyes because just how long, just how long is it until another name change happens? How many guys are we keeping here? Oh, we kept the whole roster? Well... I'm sorry to say... I'm going to be getting rid of half the roster. You either show up or you get demolished by Bulletproof. Now that you're "actually" out here, there's a job we've got to do and hey... it's just business.
Before CM Punk can continue, he smashes the microphone over Big E as Finn Balor attacks Adam Rose. Joey Ryan tosses Kofi Kingston over the top rope as Seth Rollins does an enziguri on Heath Slater. Finn Balor and Joey Ryan slide out of the ring and begin working on New Day as CM Punk and Seth Rollins look at Social Outcasts. Heath Slater is on his knee as Seth Rollins delivers a curb stomp as Adam Rose swings for a clothesline only to miss as CM Punk lifts him up quickly and hits a Go To Sleep. Balor and Ryan slams Big E and Kofi Kingston into the steel steps. CM Punk then demands Finn and Ryan to toss Kofi and Big E into the ring. Finn Balor grabs a chair and slides it in the ring before grabbing one more chair. Both CM Punk and Seth Rollins begin smashing New Day and Social Outcasts with chair before leaving them for dead. CM Punk then gives the microphone to Rey Mysterio.
Seth Rollins:
Where's your beloved hero now? That's a match thrown out, how many more? How many more interference will we do tonight? There's so many questions, yet no answers. This is all on you people, this is for you people changing your mind and supporting a man who's nothing but a vile weasel. The support of Rey Mysterio will be coming to an end, your hero couldn't even save New Day or Social Outcasts. What a hero! You people should be respecting us! Respecting what we're trying to do for NXT, this is the real TAKE OVER. All this time, you've been nothing but a bunch of pretenders. All this time, you've doubted what we can do... now we're here, now we're hungry for more. We never went away, we rebuild to be stronger, we redesign this place... and we simply... reclaim what we lost. Nobody's safe, not even New Day or Social Outcasts and mind you... you probably won't see them again, then again... who cares? You'll be seeing plenty of us tonight because your hero Rey Mysterio won't be able to see the light. I'm going to send you into a dark place tonight Rey, you're not safe... I'd be very, very careful if I was you because tonight's the night where you've made a complete fool of yourself!
The scene opens up on Bray Wyatt.
Bray Wyatt: It was inevitable, man. It was inevitable that Nitro would wither and die away, all it took was time. And it's hard to say it was a shell of its former self when it passed because it was always a shell of its former self. The Nitro brand, regardless of who they brought to the roster and what matches they put on, was always doomed to fail because it makes people think of a time in wrestling that's dead and gone with people that are mostly dead and gone as well. I told you that desolation and armageddon was coming to Nitro, I told you that the best thing for it would be for it to be burnt to the ground and rebuilt and that's exactly what happened, friends. And while we didn't do it single-handedly, we will take our fair share of the credit for it.
Now we're here for the dawning of NXT, where the Wyatt Family was born, only this time, NXT is going to be far different than its previous incarnations. Every spectacle that's ever represented those letters is about to be slathered in mediocrity because of the heights my family and I are going to take this brand to. And we're going to do it whether you want us to or not. Which means whether you're still grieving over Nitro or not, whether you're ready to let it go or not, we're going to be here doing what we do best, man. And I'll give you your just due, you put up a fight for the brand you loved by once again sending your hero Sting to fight your battles for you, but ultimately he, like the brand he was coming out there to represent, was doomed to fail and that's why he did.
And now your faith lies in someone else. Now you're hoping that Roman Reigns and The Usos are going to stop us before we can get started. Well, that's not going to happen, man, because Roman Reigns isn't the same man he used to be and The Usos, well, they've never been a threat to anyone. Tonight my family and I step into that ring to once again prove that singularly, we are all superior to the individual Usos and Roman Reigns and collectively, we're a stronger family unit even though they are blood and we are not. And in case things get too out of hand, Roman, remember that we have something that you don't. A fourth man.
Wyatt smiles and rocks in his chair as the scene fades to black.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Calgary, Alberta and weighing 195 pounds... Teddy HART!
As Hart's theme hits the arena, the fans hit him with some heat. The Canadian comes out looking unimpressed with their hatred, seemingly brushing it off before he trots down the ramp to the ring. Teddy rolls in under the bottom rope and climbs a turnbuckle to antagonize the crowd while waiting for his opponent. He doesn't wait long.
MY NAME IS FINLAY, AND I LOVE TA FIGHT!
Tony Chimel: And introducing the opponent, from Belfast, Ireland and weighing 230 pounds... Sir... David... FINLAY!
Finlay marches out from the back to a modest pop from the crowd, happy to see the veteran continue his run at redemption here tonight. Finlay walks slowly and methodically down the ramp as fans cheer him on, offering him words of encouragement ahead of his contest against the cocky Hart. Finlay climbs the ring steps and enters between the ropes, his eyes burning a hole through Hart's head as he paces back and forth near his corner, waiting for the starting bell.
-VERSUS- 
DING DING DING
Teddy Hart and Finlay square up and tie up, the pair vying with one another for some advantage. Finally Finlay gets the edge and follows through with a picture-perfect hip toss. Hart rolls through the impact and springs right back up to his feet, charging the Celtic brawler who again executes another hip toss. Hart, again, rolls through the impact before springboarding off the ropes to hit Finlay with a back elbow that brings the Irishman down. Teddy immediately hooks the leg but doesn't even get a one count. He then washes Finlay's face with his wrist and forearm several times, drawing some heat from the crowd for the clearly dirty maneuver.
Tom Phillips: A filthy display of disrespect to get things started off here. It's clear Teddy Hart doesn't care about Finlay's career and achievements.
Corey Graves: You don't win matches by revering your opponents. Teddy is playing it smart here and trying to get into a veteran's head by attacking his pride.
Hart backs off and lets Finlay get to his feet. The Irishman is red in the face and clearly angry, and he takes a running start at Hart looking for a lariat, but Teddy ducks under. When Finlay turns around he sees Teddy smirking at him and gesturing for him to come get some. Finlay launches off again, but this time Teddy takes to the air and brings Finlay down with a picture-perfect Lou Thesz press that he transitions into mounted punches - ten of them - before dismounting and working the crowd, who hit him with some heat. When Hart turns back around, however, he finds Finlay is already on his feet and the Irishman grabs him in a belly-to-belly clutch before tossing him overhead with ease in a suplex! Hart lands spine-first on the canvas and shoots right up into a seated position, bracing his back and crying out in pain. Finlay wastes no time putting him in a sleeper hold.
Tom Phillips: Explosive suplex by Finlay and now the momentum is changing!
Corey Graves: What momentum? He's got Teddy locked up in a rest hold. This is a total bore.
Finlay keeps the hold locked in and Teddy looks to be drained as his clawing at the air gradually declines. The official moves in to check on Hart to make sure he's still with the program but as he does, Teddy actually grabs the ref by the collar and pulls him in to collide face-first with Finlay! The Irishman reels from the impact and releases his hold and the referee staggers backward as Hart scrambles for the ropes to use them to get vertical. The fans are booing and when Teddy is on his feet the ref gets in his face. Teddy argues that he didn't realize it was the official and the referee seems to buy this, the fans booing the shit out of both Hart and the official for allowing this match to continue. Finlay snorts in disgust and closes the gap quickly, driving Teddy into a corner before unloading with a chop that can be heard up in the cheap seats, then another, and another. He finishes at six, leaving Teddy's chest beet red.
Corey Graves: Talk about a chest-thumping. Teddy Hart's gonna have welts in the morning!
As Teddy tries to catch a breather, stumbling out of the corner, Finlay grabs him from behind and throws him shoulder-first into the corner post. "That's how ya want it to be, huh son?" he shouts at Hart, then pulling Teddy's legs up and kicking him square in the gut while he's still stuck in the corner before dragging him out to slam him face- and chest-first on the canvas. Finlay drags Hart to the middle of the ring before moving to lock him into a single-leg Boston crab, but as he tries to cinch it in Hart scrambles and grabs a rope. Finlay turns to pull him away again but Teddy lashes out with his free foot and actually hoofs Finlay square in the stomach, doubling him over. Teddy then kicks again, this time connecting with the top of Finlay's head and sending him sprawling to land on the canvas arse-first. Finlay seems stunned, but Teddy has no intent on capitalizing as he rolls out of the ring to take a breather and recover from the Irishman's early assault.
Tom Phillips: Look at Teddy Hart, he's in retreat!
Corey Graves: Or he's taking a minute to catch his breath, you idiot. You may never have felt chops like the ones he just suffered but so many all at once would take the wind out of anybody.
After a moment, Hart climbs back on the apron. Finlay is up too, the cobwebs shaken off from the kick to the head. Hart enters the ring and Finlay closes the gap, but when he does Teddy slaps him on the face. Finlay growls and takes a swing, but Hart sidesteps it and then slaps Finlay again as he repositions behind him. Finlay turns around to yet another slap. The fans, by now, have caught on to Teddy's game and are booing the living crap out of him as he ducks under an attempted grapple from Finlay to slap him on the back of the head. Finlay practically roars as he turns around. This time he makes like he's going to attempt another grapple but as Teddy tries to slip under, Finlay lashes out with a kick that catches Hart flush on the jaw! Hart shoots right up as Finlay grabs him, lifts him, and drops him with a HUGE sidewalk slam, then makes the cover.
1...
2...
...NO!
Hart kicks out! The fans boo, having thought Finlay had this one in the bag. The Irishman gets to one knee and then bends down and pulls Teddy up before putting him in an abdominal stretch. The fans cheer for the fighting Irishman as he makes sure to punish the Hell out of Teddy, really wrenching on the hold and making Hart cry out. Finlay shouts something about how Teddy should give up, but Hart starts shouting "NO!" and so Finlay breaks the hold and shoves Teddy away. Hart lands on his hands and knees and Finlay closes the gap to kick him right in the side of the hide, then drops in to again cover him.
Tom Phillips: Finlay just stretched the living Hell out of Teddy Hart!
1...
2...
...NO!
Corey Graves: I knew that wasn't going to be enough to end it!
Again, Teddy gets a shoulder up. This seems to frustrate Finlay even further, and the Irishman rises before bending down to pull Teddy to his feet. Finlay then drives a forearm into Teddy's face before Irish whipping him into the ropes, but as Hart rebounds and Finlay doubles over to toss him overhead, Hart catches his head in a DDT clutch and as Finlay attempts to toss Hart, Hart swings his body and executes a swinging DDT! The fans boo as Teddy springs back to his feet and works them, then turns back around to pull Finlay to his feet, then again grabs his head in a clutch before leading him to a corner and executing a picture-perfect sliced bread number two!
Tom Phillips: Finlay's in a bad way now, he's down near the corner!
Corey Phillips: And there goes Teddy to end this thing!
Teddy Hart scrambles onto the apron before climbing up to the top rope. The fans are booing as he performs a throat-cut gesture, then leaps off the top with his corkscrew senton bomb!
Corey Phillips: Teddy just gave the old Irishman some Open Hart Surgery!
Hart hooks the leg.
1...
2...
...3!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner,
TEDDY HART!
Teddy is clearly proud of what he has achieved here as he looks down on Finlay, still reeling from the high-risk maneuver he just ate. Hart grins, then heads for a corner and climbs it to taunt the fans, who are still booing the shit out of him.
Corey Graves: And Teddy Hart has proven himself here against one of the true veterans of this sport, Tom.
Tom Phillips: What a frustrating loss this has to be for Finlay!
The fans continue to hit Teddy with heat as he continues to antagonize them. The feed heads elsewhere.
The feed takes us backstage to a room where Renee Young is standing by with the UWF Intercontinental Champion, Dolph Ziggler.
RENEE YOUNG
Dolph, thank you for joining me. You're moments away from stepping into the ring with one of the most respected wrestlers in the history of the sport. How do you feel going into the match?
The camera pans over to Ziggler and gets in real close and comfortable with him as he grins and begins to talk himself up.
DOLPH ZIGGLER
Renee, I'm going to beat the hell out of him. I'm going to kick Samoa Joe's ass. And I'm going to do it because this week, I'm done with standing on the sidelines, done with being underestimated, and done with being laughed at. It's time for me to make the loudest statement I possibly can. I'm sick of being runner up, I want to be THE guy on this brand, and if I have to embarrass every other guy on the roster to do it, then I'm going to do it.
Ziggler takes a moment to brush his hair back, and then continues.
So it starts tonight, with Samoa Joe. And just like every Samoan I've ever encountered, he doesn't know what's coming to him. I'm the Show Off. I'm the most talented man, pound for pound, on NXT. And I'm going to give him something to think about when I lay him out and get the easy 1-2-3. Or to borrow one from the man himself, Dolph Ziggler gonna kill Samoa Joe.
Now Ziggler winks at Renee.
And after that, dinner? Yeah? ...Yeah.
Ziggler, pumped, leaves the room after blowing Renee a kiss. She seems flattered as she signs off and the feed heads elsewhere.
YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME
Edge comes out as the fans are cheering loudly and crazy for him. He walks out on the ramp for his signature pyro.
The camera closes in and there is a smile on Edge's face as he makes his way down the ramp. He slides in under the bottom rope and poses in the corner for the fans.
He gets down from the corner and raises his mic.
Edge:
As you know I'm not scheduled to compete tonight but I did ask for this time. And I was granted some time so I'm going to take advantage of it with an announcement. But before I get to that... I need to get something off my chest. To you...
Edge walks over towards the ropes nearest the announce table.
Edge:
I rewatched the match and heard your comments. Corey... you think you really have what it takes then get your ass from behind the commentary booth and step in here and I'll be sure you never are able to utter another word again. Your reign as champion was as forgettable as your career. You could only wish you were as good as me so know your place.
Edge returns back to the middle of the ring to continue.
Edge:
Okay now back to business. Now if you were to see Vengeance you would see that I was in a very bad position tied in the ropes and Rod Mysterio decided it would be in his best interest to nearly cripple me and end my career in the ring that night. But thanks to the medical staff my career wasn't done but it was strongly advised that I stop before I do further damage to my already bad neck but I couldn't stop myself. I still felt like I could go at it some more. But the more I thought about it the more I wondered why I was still here trying to sacrifice myself and give to the business that I've given so much to for so long. Heel or face I loved the business and wanted to give everything I could to show that I am the best that ever stepped foot in the ring. It was fun and it was a joy to have a match to display my skills.
But for a while it did become a chore. It started to become like work and I didn't enjoy it. I didn't enjoy anything about being in the ring and it started to show majorly in my performance. I didn't even have the effort to try to phone in a performance. I was just there not even on cruise control. I was like a rock rolling down a hill and once that momentum stopped that was all I had left and didn't want to do anything else or offer any more effort. I started to hate the business but I felt like I had to still stay and give what I could. That I had to try to live up to what I used to be able to do. That I had to keep trying to succeed and try to be the best that I could be but I saw no future no matter what I did. I lost all form of motivation and it really started to spill into my in ring performance.
So long story short... combined with my bad neck and the fact that I can't find the motivation to even do one more match right now... on this debut episode of NXT I am officially announcing my retirement from UWF. Maybe sometime down the road there will be a new version of me out there to entertain you . Maybe but as of right now... the Edge that you're looking at here is no more. Take your pictures and remember me fondly as I'll remember all of you. So thank you for your time and for all you've given but its time for me to say... this is it. The era of the Rated R Superstar... is over.
Edge drops the mic to the canvas as he takes a deep breath looking around at the fans cheering him one last time. He drops down to the canvas and rolls out of the ring and starts walking backwards up the ramp as there is a mix of chants of Please don't go and One more match but all Edge can do is smile as he walks up the ramps nodding towards the fans and high fiving the fans nearest the ramp. He reaches the top and looks over.
And with that last look he turns away and walks behind the curtains.
We see Jojo in the back of NXT, where we see her doing an introduction.
Jojo: Welcome to a brand new edition of NXT, where we see all the best guys in this sports entertainment in this high-octane competition. I would want to introduce you a man who's been in UWF for quite some time, STEVE BLACKMAN.
Then we see Blackman in his plain pants, black shirt, walking down to her with utter confidence. He then eye rapes her as she tries to speak to him.
Jojo: Mr. Blackman, how are you doing so far in UWF?
Blackman: Me, well not so hot at the moment.
Jojo: What do you mean, Blackman?
Then he teases her hair as she blushes, as he speaks.
Blackman: Man, your hair feels nice, what conditioner you wear and that smell, my god!
Jojo:Uh...hehe...wait, I was asking how your time in UWF. Is it bad, good, terrible?
Then he pats her on the shoulder, and then motions her to the camera as he speaks.
Blackman: My here you ask me, huh, well I'll keep it short for you. I lost my chance at being the official Hardcore champion last PPV, lost in a Aztec Warfare, and plenty more things I won't discuss with you.
Jojo: You mentioned about losing in Aztec Warfare match, you didn't really lose because you gained an opportunity to eliminate Rhino, how do you feel about that?
Blackman then starts to stroke his chin to come up with an answer.
Blackman: I am glad I did, he has a belt that technically belongs to me. He did not deserve to win shot at the International strap oh no; I am still gunning for that fucker until I get what mines. Even if I have to stomp a few heads in, I will get Rhino and beat him until I can't beat him no more. So in short, I'm glad I took him out of the Aztec Warfare, because him, and me still have issues plaguing far beyond the ring. I'm done!
Then we see Blackman walk past Jojo, as the scene shifts into the next segment.
FAAAAAME!
Every fan in the arena gets on their feet as the iconic David Bowie pop-rock banger tears into the stadium air the way a fat dude tears into a Big Mac. One fan, in particular, seems spirited and as Ziggler emerges from the back, still clearly favoring the arm banged up in Aztec Warfare but otherwise energized.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, for Hollywood, Florida, weighing in at 218 pounds, Dolph Ziggler!
Ziggy walks down the ramp, clapping hands with other fans before climbing the ring steps and entering the ring in a less enthusiastic version of his entrance, perhaps betraying the pain he is in from his arm. When Ziggler enters the ring, he unfastens his Intercontinental Championship and holds it high in the air with his good arm.
Samoa Joe comes out, not looking too pleased after not winning Aztec Warfare last week. He walks down the ramp, looking like he's going to take care of business as usual.
Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Huntington Beach, California, weighing in at 282 pounds, Samoa Joe!
Joe enters the ring and walks straight up to Dolph but Ziggler doesn't back down. The two stare at each other and the ref separates them before calling for the bell.
DING DING DING
Two two men lock up with Joe right away pushing Dolph back into the ropes. The ref tries to get them out of the ropes but Joe grabs the injured arm of Ziggler's and twists it, the pain causing Ziggler to back away from the ropes to help relieve some pain. Joe keeps a hold of the arm and throws a shoulder thrust that brings Dolph to his knees. He allows Dolph to get back up before this time hitting a short arm clothesline.
Corey Graves: This is brilliant strategy by Joe. He knows Ziggler's arm isn't at 100% and he's using it to his advantage.
Joe runs to the ropes and comes back with a big senton, throwing all of his weight on top of Ziggler's body. Joe then just lays there nonchalantly and the ref drops down for the cover.
1 . . .
And a quick kickout by Ziggler. Joe looks a little annoyed but not all that worried. He grabs Ziggler's injured arm and brings him back to his feet. He tries to go for another short arm clothesline but Dolph ducks under it. Joe turns around and ends up eating a superkick right to the face! It only dazes him but then Dolph jumps up and hits the Zig Zag! Joe gets folded up and Dolph puts all his weight over both legs and the ref counts the cover.
1 . . .
2 . . .
3 . . .
Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Dolph Ziggler!
Dolph gets his hand raised in victory as Joe grabs at his head on the ground but quickly manages to get back up. Suddenly, he blindsides Ziggler and starts to go to town, unleashes a series of elbow shots to the face. The crowd boos this assault but then, Teddy Hart makes his way out from the back. He slides into the ring and takes joe out with a big dropkick right to the face. Joe rolls out of the ring and Teddy heads up top. He leaps off with a shooting star press onto Joe that takes him out. The crowd actually cheers Teddy for doing the right thing and helping out Dolph.
Tom Phillips: Well what do you know, Teddy Hart is actually out here to save the Intercontinental Champion.
Teddy goes back into the ring and checks on Dolph, Ziggler slowly gets back to his feet and looks suspicious of Teddy. Teddy hands him his IC title and leaves the ring, Dolph shrugs it off and heads to the turnbuckle to celebrate. Suddenly, he's attack from behind when Teddy runs back in and drops him to the mat below. Now he starts to rail on the champion.
Corey Graves: Haha, I love it! Do whatever it takes to help get noticed kid!
He then drags him out of the corner and heads up top. The fans boo loudly as he jumps off with the shooting star leg drop, landing right on the throat of Dolph's! Teddy then walks over and picks up the Intercontinental title. He looks at it and raises it high, signifying that that's what he's after. He then drop the belt on Ziggler and heads back up the ramp as the cameras head elsewhere.
Fading in from the prior black, we're brought the view of Jeremy Borash backstage, wielding a microphone, no less. He wastes no time before getting his interview underweight. Likewise, he begins to speak.
Jeremy Borash: "Good evening, Ladies and Gentlemen! My name is Jeremy Borash, and I'd like to personally welcome you all to the revival of NXT! NXT's always been a place full of new talent and willy veterans, alike. So, tonight, I gathered a former NXT World Champion, and he is none other than The Man Beast, The War Machine... Rhino!"
The camera pans to the right to spot Rhino in his ring gear, no less. While he's not scheduled to compete tonight, it appears he's always ready to go. Hopping up and down to get his blood running, he nods to Jay'-Bee', to proceed with the interview.
Jeremy Borash: "Rhino, with the death of Nitro, and the imminent revival of NXT, what are your thoughts about the transition? With your history here in NXT, is this a positive sign for what's to come for The War Machine?"
Rhino yanks the microphone away from Jeremy Borash, and stares down the camera with malicious intent in his eyes.
Rhino: "First of all, I don't believe in subliminal signs for the future. The only thing I believe for the future, are the anti-war signs that'll be plastered around the arena, as I wage my campaign against the entire NXT locker room! And it'll start with that son-of-a-bitch who screwed me out of -my- shot at the International Championship, Steve Blackman. I've pinned that worthless sack of dog shit twice, already, and he still thinks he has a chance against me, and my ever-enduring cycle of Warfare. It's the very thing that gives me my strength and constitution, and it's foundation is based upon all the vendettas of humankind!"
Rhino shoves the microphone back into the waiting arms of Jeremy Borash, but as Jeremy takes the microphone, Rhino's hit in the back of the head with a broadcasting camera, which sends him scrambling for balance into a cache of backstage supplies! As the camera tries to get a closer look, the two culprits appear to be the duo of two backstage technicians, and a referee held hostage to do their bidding! Jeremy Borash leaps backward, in fright, as he scrambles to raise his microphone to respond to what's transcribing before him. Whilst this is happening, the two technicians are raining down a barrage of fists onto the scrambling Rhino.
Jeremy Borash: "-WHAT THE HELL?! Rhino's just been attacked by two backstage technicians, and it looks like they've taken a referee hostage to do their bidding! They want that Hardcore Championship, God damn it!"
The two backstage technicians appear to have the advantage in their two-on-one beatdown of Rhino, up until he stands up, and shoves both of them to the concrete surface. They both rapidly rise to their feet, but unbelievably so, Rhino's still going! He grabs the first technician by the cuffs of his black polo shirt, and literally tosses him into a nearby collection of elongated steel pipes, which causes an ear-raking sound, from the clatter of steel pipes hitting the concrete surface beneath them. Meanwhile, the other technician attempts to hit Rhino in the back of the head with the television camera, much like he did before, but Rhino's just playing possum, as he immediately turns around, and lifts the crewman into the air, with a nerve-rattling spinebuster onto the cold, concrete floor! The Crewman groans, in agony!
Jeremy Borash: "And a stiff spinebuster onto the cold, concrete floor! This isn't even an official match, and they're ripping each other to shreds!"
The other technician comes charging out of the wreckage of steel pipes, with a short, steel pipe as a weapon. However, as he comes charging in, he's met with an absolutely diabolical Gore, that sends him head-over-heels! The pipe goes flying through the air, and hits the concrete surface with an audible clang! Rhino's back up onto his feet, but the two technicians can't even stand with their pain-racked spines.
Jeremy Borash: "Jesus Christ, someone get these two some help!"
But, what's this!? The previously spine-bustered technician is still trying to rise to his feet, but it looks like he can only bring himself to his hands and knees. The sight catches Rhino's gaze, as he knows just what to do with him! Rhino positions himself behind a backstage cache of supplies on wheels, and begins to gain momentum as he pushes the backstage cache closer to the scrambling technician! Jeremy Borash is begging Rhino not to do it, but he just doesn't care! Without further delay, Rhino rams the rolling cache right to the side of the head of the technician, which turns him absolutely limp! Jeremy Borash is absolutely silent, as he looks at the presumptive corpse of the ring technician.
Jeremy Borash: "... Wh-... Why?! He's dead!"
Rhino shoots a glare to Jeremy Borash, before snatching the microphone away from him.
Rhino: "Because, I felt like it."
Rhino drops the microphone, as he shoots a wicked smile to the two dismantled technicians. Likewise, the paramedics roll in with stretchers and sirens ablaze! The last thing we see, are two bodies being loaded into a nearby ambulance, as Nitro rolls on...
Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a six-man tag match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of 875 pounds and accompanied by Braun Strowman, the Wyatt Family!
The foursome come lumbering from the back into the darkness of an arena with almost entirely killed houselights. Bray is carrying his usual lantern and the three others appear as shadows on the periphery of the light as they all march down the ramp. When they reach the foot of it, Luke Harper walks ahead of Bray while Rowan follows behind, all three climbing the ring steps. At the top of them, Bray extinguishes the lantern and the lights come back up, revealing Strowman has moved to ringside near his team's corner. It's a lot of size in the one corner, waiting for their opponents.
Tony Chimel: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 745 pounds, Jimmy and Jey Uso and Roman Reigns... the BLOODLINE!
The Bloodline emerge on the ramp as a unified front, Jimmy and Jey standing to either side of Reigns. The trio bump fists at the top of the stage as the fans get behind them with thunderous cheers. They then head down the ramp, Jimmy and Jey clapping the hands of fans while Roman stares with his determined eyes at Bray and the rest of the family. When they hit the foot of the ramp, Jimmy and Jey leap up onto the apron and Roman slides into the ring as his relatives hop over the top rope, all three united and in their corner as the official performs some pre-match checks before calling for the bell.
-VERSUS-
DING DING DING!
As the clash begins, it's decided that Jey Uso will kick things off against Erick Rowan. Rowan moves right in, looking to wrap Uso up in a grapple so he can break the Samoan with his power offense, but Uso avoids the grapple and, behind Rowan, nails the big man in the back of the calf with a small kick. Rowan stumbles slightly forward before turning around and the entire display is repeated as he again goes for a grapple. It looks like things are going to repeat once again before Uso takes to the air with a dropkick that staggers, but doesn't ground Rowan. As Uso recovers, Rowan floors him with a brutal lariat.
Corey Graves: Jey Uso is discovering right here and now how ineffectual his ring skills will be against the big men he is facing here tonight, Tom.
Tom Phillips: He was damn near decapitated with that lariat!
Rowan unloads with clubbing blows on Jey as he tries to recover, and Jey is forced to scramble to his corner while Rowan pursues. At the last second, Jey is torn away from the corner - and the option of making a tag - by Rowan, who grabs him by the ankle and drags him back to the middle of the ring before pulling him to his feet and driving a powerful knee into his stomach. Jey is bent over and Rowan scoops him up and drops him with a scoop slam. Rowan then tags in Luke Harper as the fans hit the Wyatt family with some heat.
Tom Phillips: The first tag of the match is already made, and in comes Luke Harper.
Corey Graves: Those big men have a lot of power, but they get gassed fast, I guess?
Jey gets to his feet only to be knocked back down by a shoulder block from a charging Harper. Harper then pulls Uso up and unloads with a series of stiff rights driving him back into a corner before setting into him with heavy lefts and rights to the face. Jey tries to protect himself but even with arms up he is still eating a lot of force from the blows and, after five, Harper grabs his wrist and Irish whips him into the opposite corner before charging across the ring to nail him with a corner lariat. Uso's feet lift off the canvas before he collapses in a slump. Harper begins to stomp on Jey, pummeling him into the canvas before the official gets a count going. The ref counts to four before Harper breaks it off, stepping away from the corner to roar at the crowd before coming back and booting Jey right in the face.
Tom Phillips: Jey Uso has to figure out a way to get out of that corner or this match is as good as over.
Corey Graves: Things aren't looking good for the Bloodline.
Harper drags Jey out of the corner and then pulls him to his feet before Irish whipping him for the ropes. Jey, somehow, finds some fight in him and springboards off the ropes into a crossbody, the momentum enabling him to bring down Harper! Jey scrambles for the corner and tags in Jimmy Uso as the fans pop! Jimmy leaps over the ropes and as Harper lumbers back to his feet, Jimmy takes him down with a flying shoulder block. Jimmy kips back up as Harper moves to get to his feet, and when Harper does, he turns to Jimmy and catches a Superkick for the efforts! Harper is staggered but not dropped by the blow, though the fans pop regardless, and he stumbles back to lean on the ropes. Jimmy charges and hits Harper with a lariat, sending him spilling to the outside.
Tom Phillips: Superkick into a lariat and Jimmy Uso has sent Luke Harper out of the ring!
Harper is down on the floor on hands and knees and trying to recover. As he gets to his feet, Jimmy comes diving over the top ropes and brings him to the floor with a suicide plancha! The fans pop over the athleticism and Jimmy recovers quickly, grabbing Harper by the hair and rolling him back into the ring before climbing onto the apron and leapfrogging over with a legdrop! Jimmy hooks the leg for a cover.
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...NO!
Harper practically throws Uso off of him. Jimmy scrambles to his feet as Harper uses the ropes to get back on his feet. Uso runs for the ropes opposite Harper and comes back looking for something, but Harper charges him and nails directly in the face with a big boot! The fans boo as Harper hauls Uso up to his feet and throws him into the Wyatt family corner. He then closes the gap and drives a number of shoulder thrusts into Jimmy's gut before tagging Bray into the match. Bray enters the ring and looks at Jimmy with a twisted grin before pulling him out of the corner and positioning him for the Sister Abigail. Bray hits his finisher and then goes for the cover.
Corey Graves: Sister Abigail! This one is as good as over!
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...NO!
Somehow, Jimmy miraculously kicks out and keeps his team in the match!
Tom Phillips: Kick-out! Jimmy Uso just kicked out of the Sister Abigail!
Corey Graves: I'm amazed.
Jimmy is still lights out, however, and Bray knows he won't need much to put this away. He pulls Uso to his feet and throws him into the corner before charging, but when he does he eats Jimmy's boot - namely, he eats an Uso Superkick! Bray collapses like a cheap tent and Uso falls onto the ropes, relying on them for balance as he slowly drags himself to his corner to tag in Reigns. Uso makes the tag and Roman enters the ring, charging Bray immediately as Wyatt tries to get to his feet and nailing him with a massive spear! Roman hooks the leg!
Tom Phillips: Spear! Spear!
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...NO!
This time it's Bray's turn to shock the UWF Universe who collectively gasp over his resilience, and then boo him for having the tenacity to kick out! Roman brushes his hair back and bends to pull Wyatt up to his feet but as he does, Wyatt grabs him by the back of the neck and executes a quick jawbreaker! Reigns is staggered and Wyatt uses the opportunity to get to his feet and attack, clubbing Reigns on the back and driving him into a corner. Bray keeps up the assault, intending not to allow Roman any chance to rebound, but Reigns battles back after catching Wyatt's hand and forces him back out of the corner with a flurry of powerful rights! The two men start trading blows at this point before Roman gets the upper hand with a single, stiff kick to the gut and then lifts Bray up in powerbomb position! The fans pop as Roman sends Wyatt crashing down to the canvas with a sitout powerbomb and again goes for the cover.
Tom Phillips: That sitout powerbomb was a decisive blow to Bray Wyatt, Corey.
Corey Graves: But will it be enough to put the New Face of Fear away?
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A three-count doesn't come as Braun Strowman drags the official out of the ring and LEVELS him with a massive haymaker!
Tom Phillips: Oh what?
Corey Graves: It's time for the Fourth Man to come into play Tom!
The fans start to boo the crap out of the Wyatts as Erick and Luke enter the ring and attack Roman, but Reigns fights back and is soon joined by Jimmy and Jey! The Usos collectively superkick Rowan, sending him to the canvas, while Reigns drives Harper back into a corner and drills him with some shoulder thrusts. As Strowman climbs up on the apron, Jimmy and Jey again team up to superkick the big man and he falls off the apron to the floor. Bray gets to his feet and turns around to find the Usos aiming another pair of superkicks at him, but he lurches forward and catches them both with a double clothesline! He then gets back to his feet and turns around to find Roman diving with a Superman Punch, but Bray sidesteps it and Roman stumbles into the ropes before rebounding into a german suplex clutch and being carried through by Wyatt! By this point, the rest of the Wyatts have rallied and they toss Jimmy and Jey out of the ring before the four men start a beat down on Roman. The official gets to his feet and sees the pandemonium in the ring and immediately calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Here are your winners, by disqualification
THE BLOODLINE!
Roman and the Usos may have won but they don't look like winners as the four men continue to stomp and beat on Reigns before security scramble down and manage to push them back while the Usos pull Roman out of the ring. The Bloodline regroup on the outside as Bray stares them down, laughing, and the fans continue to rain heat down on the Wyatts.
The feed moves elsewhere as Wyatt and his goons pose in the middle of the ring.
The feed abruptly cuts away from the ring, seemingly away from the arena as well as the screen shows little Spike Dudley sitting at a bar with some beer in his hand. Someone screams 'Spike' off screen as he looks up from the bar, looking to see who said it as he spots them, giving them a smile and a thumbs up
Once again, someone yells out his name as the camera this time follows the voice, turning around and seeing Bubba Ray and Devon Dudley walk through the door.
The brothers walk over to the bar to join Spike as both of them look at Spike. Spike shakes his head and bows his head, putting his head into his hands.
Devon: Oh my brother, what are you doing in the bar man, you know we should be at home looking after the Duchess of Dudleyville after what the Young Bucks did to her at Vengeance.
Bubba: Devon's right Spike, I know what it feels like to taste that superkick and it is no move that should ever be felt by a lady, little own the Duchess herself. We should be worrying about her and let drinking in the bar, all by yourself.
Spike lifts his head from his hands, looking at his brothers with sad eyes as he begins to speak.
Spike: That is quite ironic considering the way you two are dressed, who are you trying to impress tonight looking like that? Now I don't want to start a fight here but I needed some time to myself. I nursed Stacy after Vengeance after what happened, I stroked her hair and made sure to cut up her food into little tiny pieces so she didn't have to use her jaw all that much, I did but you want to know why I am here, drinking away with the other members of this great little town of Dudleyville?
Bubba and Devon both seem a little surprise at this response as they both grab a stool. Both look at Spike, waiting for what he has to say.
Spike: It's because while you were attending to Stacy and taking over the reigns from me, I decided to try and get a little payback, you know this, the NXT universe knows this, everyone knows what happened last week but I didn't get any of the jobs done I wanted to. I ran into that Aztec Warfare match with the biggest shot of my UWF career. That was my opportunity to step into the light and make something of myself. I Wanted that win, I needed that win and I'l admit, I sound really selfish now but I am jealous of the success you two have had recently. You will always have that epic reign as Unified Tag Team Champions to fall back on but what do I have at this stage, everyone just sees me as The 3rd Dudley, the little runt that no one cares about. That was my chance to shine and I screwed it. I got too cocky and ran into CM Punks knee. I'll tell you, it's a pretty hard bone and I was seeing little Rey Mysterio's flying around my head.
It seems Bubba and Devon pretends to imagine what Spike just said as they start to circle their eyes.
Spike: But most of all, I didn't make an impact, that isn't the thing that hurts me the most. It's the fact that I couldn't even get a little bit of revenge and at least eliminate one of the Bucks. I didn't even get a chance to put one down and get some revenge for the 3 of you. Stacy still can't speak properly, you Devon pray less and less every night to God and Bubba, I don't even know how you are walking after that chair shot. It was all down to me but I set my sights to high. Make a statement, get revenge on The Young Bucks, win Aztec Warfare and then take that title from their friend Kevin Steen. I set the bar way to high and I feel like I let everyone down so I'm sorry to slip out and walk down here but I need it, I need this golden nectare down my throat and I need to get blacked out drunk so maybe I can forgot about this past week until tomorrow because right now, I am not in a frame of mind to remember it anymore, can you understand that?
Spike asks his brothers, looking for an answer as the boys seem to go to reply but Spike puts his finger up.
Spike: I don't even want an answer. You know what, BARTENDER!!!
Spike yells out, as a young bartender walks over to the 3 brothers sitting at the bar.
Spike: Melissa, can I grab 9 shots of Tequilla please, oh and don't forget the worms.
Melissa nods away with Spikes request. She vanishes from the shot as the brothers seem to watch her off screen. She comes back into shot, putting 3 glasses in front of each brother. Spike instantly picks one up and necks it. Devon and Bubba look at him, with a weird look on their faces. He notices this and pauses as Devon says something.
Devon: Spike, you know I ain't allowed to drink Teq......
Spike: Up up up up, schhh I don't give a damn, you better down that drink or this bar is going to have a Devon inprint on it very soon.
Spike picks up his next shot as Bubba downs his first and Devon shakes his head. The camera fades out as Devon reaches for his glass and Spike picking his 3rd one up
"Bulletproof by Five Finger Death Punch" begins blasting throughout the PA System as Seth Rollins emerges from behind the curtain, the crowd disapproval tonight is stronger than ever.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is your main event and it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, From Davenport, Iowa, weighing in at 217 pounds, Seth Rollins!
Rollins comes down the ramp with a smile on his face, ready to remind the world just who THE man is.
Tom Phillips: Ladies and gentlemen this should be a fantastic match between two former International Champions-
Corey Graves: And we've got another great former International champion right here! Obviously I was a great International Champion but I'm referring to our guest next to me, CM Punk. How's it going Punk?
CM Punk: It's going good. I'm just going to sit here and watch my good friend Seth Rollins compete hard and beat Rey Mysterio.
Tom Phillips: I was under the impression that Seth Rollins was going to be out here alone.
Corey Graves: He is out here alone Tom! Punk just wants the bets seat in the house to see his good friend win.
In a weird turn of events the fans POP! Hearing the theme of Rey Mysterio. Rey Mysterio comes out and the crowd gets even louder, and Rey is out alone this time, leaving his sidekicks in the back.
Tony Chimel: And his opponent, fro San Diego, California, weighing in at 190 pounds, Rey Mysterio!
Rey walks down the ramp, and he walks up the ring steps before posing on the top turnbuckle to adoration for the first time in years. He looks surprised and happy to finally be in the good graces of the crowd but Rollins comes running out of the corner and pushes Rey forward, Mysterio falling over the corner and tumbling onto the steel ring steps!
Tom Phillips: Come on now, what's this all about!
The ref pushes Rollins away who is laughing as he's being pushed into the corner. The ref then exits the ring and checks on Mysterio. He help Rey get to his feet, asking him if he wants to go through with the match. Rey nods his head and slides into the ring. The ref goes in after him and asks him if he's sure to which Rey responds yes. The ref then reluctantly calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Rollins runs out of the corner, looking for a corner dropkick but Rey rolls forward out of the way. Seth crashes into the turnbuckles but is able to get back to his feet relatively quickly. Rey is right there though and kicks him in the side of the leg. Rollins limps away, trying to shake off the kick but Rey follows him and kicks him again. Seth moves to the corner but Rey is on him, kicking him in the gut multiple times. He irish whips Rollins into the opposite corner but Seth reverses it and sends Rey instead. Rey runs towards the corner with Seth following behind him so Rey quickly runs up the ropes and jumps back, turning in mid air for a cross body but Rollins takes a step back and places his knee out, Mysterio landing right on it!
CM Punk: And that right there is the smarts of a former multi time International Champion.
Tom Phillips: And let me guess, you taught him that?
Corey Graves: Seth Rollins is completely capable enough to know when to take advantage of an opportunity or did you already forget the beginning of this match?
Rey bounces off the knee and Seth grabs from behind and throws him under the bottom rope, sliding to the outside face first. Rollins then mimes dusting off his hands with a big smile on his face as the crowd boos relentlessly. Rey takes a bit of time to recover, mainly trying to get some air back into his lungs. He starts to get to his feet but in the ring, Seth runs towards the ropes, comes back and and jumps to the outside with a somersault senton on top of Mysterio!
Despite the flashy maneuver, the crowd still doesn't let up on their hate for him. Rollins then picks up Rey and hoists him overhead in a military press before dropping him down on the apron. The longest reigning champion in UWF history is taking a hell of a beating and he doesn't get much breathing room as Seth grabs him and tosses him into the ring. From there, he crawls in and goes for the cover.
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2 . . .
And Mysterio kicks out! Rollins just shakes his head and grabs Mysterio by his mask, bringing him up to his feet. He puts Rey's head in between his legs and lifts him up in a powerbomb position. Rollins then runs towards the ropes for a bucklebomb but Rey flips it into a hurrincanrana and Seth goes face first into the middle turnbuckle. Rollins turns around into a seated position and grabs at his face, but Mysterio runs at him and connects with a bronco buster! Rollins then crawls to the center of the ring while Rey heads out on the apron. Seth gets up to his feet and Mysterio springboards off the ropes with the seated senton! Rey then flips onto Seth and hooks the leg.
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2 . . .
And now Seth kicks out! He then rolls out of the ring to gain some separation. Mysterio though doesn't want to give him any breathing room. He runs towards the ropes and baseball slides out of the ring, hooking Rollins and taking him down with a headscissors takedown.
Tom Phillips: Rey Mysterio starting to feel it here!
Corey Graves: Shut up Tom, weren't you just saying how delusional Rey was at Aztec Warfare?
CM Punk: How about instead of sucking up to Rey Mysterio, we talk about how resilient Seth Rollins is being right now.
The fans are fully behind Rey which is a big surprise considering all he's done in recent months. Mr. Money in the Bank goes to pick up Seth and toss him into the ring but Seth reverses and instead sends Rey shoulder first into the steel steps! He then picks him up and throws him into the ring.
Rey lies prone in the middle of the ring and instead of going for a pin, Seth wants to inflict more punishment. He walks over to the corner and looks back at Rey before hopping to the top rope and then jumping off with a Phoenix Splash! Unfortunately, Rey manages to get his knees up and Seth comes crashing down on them!
Tom Phillips: And Mysterio getting the better of Seth Rollins!
CM Punk: You know I could easily take your job if I wanted to.
Corey Graves: Please do, it's only been 2 weeks and I'm already tired of this guy.
Seth bounces off the knees and Rey rolls him up in an inside cradle.
1 . . .
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3 . . .
But No! Seth kicks out! Mysterio immediately heads up to the top rope while Seth is slow to get to his feet. On the outside at the announce table, CM Punk stands up and Rey takes a moment to look at him. He points to him and tells him not to move. Seth sees Rey on the top rope and walks over to him but Rey jumps off, looking for a hurrincanrana but Seth catches him and brings him back up. He then turns around and this time connects with a buckle bomb in the corner! Rey falls out of the corner and Seth follows up with the Blackout! Mysterio's face gets planted into the mat and the ref drops down for the cover.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Seth Rollins!
CM Punk leaves from the announce table and heads into the ring with Rollins and raises his hand while looking down at Mysterio, laughing. Then, Joey Ryan and Finn Balor comes out from the back to join in on the celebration. They all four raise their arms as the crowd boos them. Suddenly they all look at one another and nod before proceeding to attack Rey Mysterio.
Tom Phillips: Look at this, even after winning this match, Bulletproof is still bitter about Rey Mysterio costing them at Aztec Warfare.
Corey Graves: It's about sending a message Tom. Vengeance was a minor setback but this group is here to stay!
The fans are all viciously booing until Big Show and Mark Henry run down the ramp. Bulletproof sees the behemoths coming and pretend like their going to fight, only to slide out of the ring once the duop comes in. The fans boo even more now as they all have big grins on their face as they head up the ramp while the camera transitions elsewhere.
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The fans explode as "The Final Countdown" by Europe begins playing over the loudspeakers. After the countdown, Daniel Bryan emerges, pointing upwards and leading the crowd in screaming "YES!" He makes his way down the ramp and stops to grab a microphone.
Tom Phillips: Here he comes, Corey, the brand new number one contender to Kevin Steen's International Heavyweight Championship, "The American Dragon" Daniel Bryan!
Corey Graves: No doubt about it whatsoever. Daniel Bryan proved last week during Aztec Warfare that he's every bit the man he says he is!
Bryan walks up the steel steps and enters the ring all while the crowd go nuts. Bryan then leads a huge "YES!" chant to the delight of the crowd.
The chants are deafening as Daniel prepares to speak. After a few moments, he's allowed to cut through the cheers.
Daniel Bryan: Aztec Warfare. If you would've asked me a month ago what Aztec Warfare meant to me, I would've looked at you like you were a crazy person. Now whenever I think back to Aztec Warfare, I remember the fight. I remember the struggle. But the main thing I remember is the victory. Another first here in UWF.....And another first for Yours Truly. It wasn't easy but I won which means I finally get what I've been after for a long, long time. But before I get to that, let me just say something about this whole brand switch. Nitro is gone. Dead. I've seen this coming ever since they kicked that no-good son of a bitch Eric Bischoff out of the company and the Carters took over. It was only a matter of time. But no matter the name, Nitro, Thunder, N....X....T.....I'm back where I belong and that's at the top of the food chain.
The fans are continuing to go crazy for Bryan. He smirks before moving on.
Daniel Bryan: After months of working towards this, I get my chance. At No Mercy, for the first time ever, I will compete for the International Heavyweight Championship. It's been way too long since I've held world championship gold. The only obstacle in my way comes in the form of Kevin Steen. Kevin and I, we don't see eye to eye. Truthfully, we can't stand each other. He hates me and you better believe the feeling is mutual. I do, however, respect what he can do inside the ring. He's no slouch. The guy takes exactly what he wants, which is admirable. But guess what, Kev? I'm the same way and with the amount of fire and determination burning inside me, it's just not a good time to be Kevin Steen right now. You're the champ, you beat Roman Reigns, congratulations, but you're not beating me.
The fans start chanting "BRYAN! BRYAN!" as Daniel continues.
Daniel Bryan: You see, it wasn't that long ago, before you were champion, I recall pinning your shoulders to the mat for a 3 count. You've never beaten me.....But I've beaten you. And I know the whole schpeel, so save it. No one's ever beaten you twice. No one.....Until now. That match we had a few weeks back, there was nothing on the line besides pride. And I won. Now the stakes have been risen. I want that International Heavyweight Championship. I need that International Heavyweight Championship. When No Mercy rolls along, that's an apropos name because there will be No Mercy for you, Kevin. Come hell or high water, I'm walking out of there with that title and there ain't a damn thing you can do about it. You're gonna lose, but hey, if you're going to lose, you might as well lose to the Absolute Best.
Bryan lowers his mic as the fans continue to cheer for him. Their chants are soon matched when the lights dim and the familiar, ominous thumping blasts through the PA...
"Godzilla" fills the arena, and the NXT fans immediately turn their adoration for Bryan into a unanimous chorus of boos as the UWF International Champion walks out on to the stage. Kevin Steen stops at the top of the entrance ramp and slowly looks around the arena at the people showering him with hate. His eyes then turn towards the man waiting in the ring before he lifts his title belt high over head, reminding the world who it truly belongs to.
"Mr. Wrestling" lowers the belt and tosses it over his shoulder before lifting his microphone up. He seems perfectly content to stay where he is as he addresses the number one contender.
Steen: First of all, I'd like to welcome everyone here to MY show - NXT. To those of you around the world who are watching at home, thank you for tuning in and taking part in history in the making. Ever since I stepped foot in the UWF, I have promised change. I have promised something better. Tonight that promise becomes a reality. What we have here is a clean slate. A new beginning. And with Team Meltzer at my side and this UWF International Heavyweight Championship in my hands, I have everything I need to finally create a place worthy of my talent.
The crowd is disgusted by Steen's narcissism, but he continues.
Like EC3 said last week, NXT is about the future. It's about looking ahead. It's about realizing that there are problems that need fixing. Its about realizing that everybody can do better, and that we don't have to tolerate anybody who can't adapt to survive.I am the greatest wrestler alive today. When I wake up tomorrow, I'll still be the great wrestler alive. This time next year, I'll still be the greatest wrestler alive. If NXT is taking wrestling into the future, I'll be the one leading the way.
Now... Daniel Bryan... there you are, standing in my ring, stroking your ego. You've done a lot of incredible things. Your resume speaks for itself. You've won every world championship this company has ever recognized... except this one. Except for mine. There was a time when you were considered the greatest wrestler alive. I respect that. But that's a bygone era. That was another life. We have finally entered a new age in wrestling, and it doesn't belong to you. I've faced the legends of the formative years of the UWF and I've picked them off, one by one. I've embarrassed and exposed them all, crippled most, retired some. Now you're all that's left. My mission is almost complete. After years of effort, winning this title, getting MY show... I'm nearly satisfied. There's just you in my way. You and your precious history and the belief that there's still a place for you in my new world.
Fuck the glory days. This is NXT. Like you pointed out, and like everyone here knows - no man has ever pinned me twice. I don't make many mistakes, but when I do, I learn. I grow. I somehow keep getting better. That should terrify you like it terrifies the rest of the cowards in the locker room, but then again, a man as full of himself as you must be hard to shake. It doesn't matter though - not if you're afraid of me or if you fail to grasp the mess you've found yourself in.
You lost at Wrestlemania and found yourself curtain-jerking at the last pay-per-view. Now you've fought like hell to claw your way back to the top of the mountain to prove that you're still everything you say you are. Good. I don't want the man that was Eric Bischoff's bitch. I don't want the man that lost at Wrestlemania. I want the hungirest, angriest most desperate version of you there is. I want to fight the Daniel Bryan that they called the best wrestler of all time. That's the man I want to beat at No Mercy. That's the legacy I want to shatter. That's the career I want to end.
Kevin tosses his microphone aside and glares down at Daniel as a palpable intensity fills the arena.
Daniel Bryan: Those are some strong words for someone standing safely on the stage. Kevin, I don't see any security or any barriers between us so how about you waddle on down to the ring and I'll give you a sample of what's in store for you at No Mercy. If you honestly think that you're the one who worked his ass off to bring forth a new age of wrestling, then you obviously don't know who the fuck I am so why don't I just show you in case you've forgotten what its like to get your ass kicked by me. I've got all night, Kevin.
Bryan rolls up his sleeves and gets ready for Steen. The International Heavyweight Champion walks down the ramp and the crowd is going insane anticipating this confrontation. Just as Kevin reaches ringside, he begins to chuckle. As he does, sliding into the ring are none other than the UWF Tag Team Champions The Young Bucks along with Dave Meltzer.
Corey Graves: Tom, look! It's the Young Bucks!
Tom Phillips: The Tag Team Champions are mugging Daniel Bryan here!
Matt & Nick proceed to take Bryan down to the mat and start throwing right hands. Daniel is trying his best to fight back but it's 3 on 1 with Steen watching from ringside and loving every second of it. Meltzer adds his 2 cents and kicks Bryan in the forehead. They then rip the shirt right off of Bryan before tossing it to Steen as a souvenir. The Bucks stop before Nick has a great idea. He waits for Bryan to sit up. As he does, Nick goes for a superkick. As he does, however, Bryan ducks and hits a low blow. Matt picks Bryan up but the "American Dragon" quickly reverses and places Matt in the corner. As he does, Bryan then unleashes vicious kick after vicious kick as the fans scream "YES!"
Tom Phillips: Daniel Bryan turning the tide and fighting back with everything he's got!
Bryan is going crazy with his kicks as Dave Meltzer comes up from behind and attempts to club Bryan over the back. This has no effect but Bryan does stop kicking and turns around. Dave immediately regrets this decision.
Corey Graves: That was a terrible idea, Meltzer!
In this confusion, Nick is able to save Matt and the Young Bucks escape with Steen and scramble up the ramp. This leaves Meltzer all alone with Bryan. He grabs Dave by the hair and looks up at the trio with disdain. Bryan then levels Meltzer with a forearm to the jaw, knocking him down. Bryan then slinks into the corner, raising his index fingers into the air slowly, each time getting a response of "YES!" from the crowd. Kevin Steen and The Young Bucks watch from the top of the ramp as Bryan stalks Meltzer. As Dave stumbles to his feet, Daniel charges full speed towards him and damn near takes his head off with a Dragon's Bite!
Tom Phillips: Dragon's Bite to Dave Meltzer!
Corey Graves: And it's lights out for Meltzer! 5 Stars, Tom!
Bryan stands back up and scales the top rope, making direct eye contact with Kevin. Daniel motions across his waist for the championship before leading the crowd in a huge "YES!" chant. He then stops and just glares at Steen while the chants continue to rattle the arena.
End of show
Confirmed for No Mercy
International Championship
Kevin Steen(c) vs Daniel Bryan
World Tag Team Championship
Young Bucks(c) vs Dudley Boyz
Credits
Promos- Respective TTers
Bloodline vs Wyatt Family, Finlay vs Hart - Crann
Ziggler vs Joe, Mysterio vs Rollins - Danny