Post by Danny on Jan 28, 2023 4:45:29 GMT -6
As the logo is seen, things go live to the inside of the arena as pyrotechnics go off from the stage and the camera pans around to get a shot of the fans from all around the world gathered for the UWF's newest show, Rebellion! The camera pans over to the commentary team where Corey Graves, Mauro Ranallo, and Tom Phillips are standing by.
Mauro Ranallo: Hello and welcome to another edition of Rebellion! I'm Mauro Ranallo and with me as always, former International Champion Corey Graves and Tom Phillips!
Tom Phillips: With the Royal Rumble just around the corner, many members of the UWF are jockeying for momentum heading into one of the biggest matches of the year.
Corey Graves: Winning the Royal Rumble guarantees you the main event at Wrestlemania but there are plenty of other prizes up for the grabs at the pay per view.
Mauro Ranallo:And who knows, maybe someone's presence here tonight could bode well for their future. EC3 is always looking for people who go above and beyond. But enough talk, let's get on with Rebellion!
SAY HIS NAME AND HE APPEARS
I BELIEVE IN JOE HENDRY
The man himself, Joe Hendry walks out onto the entrance ramp, He raises his hand in the air as he plays to the crowd who at this point are cheering like crazy...
Joe Hendry: There is one man in the back who has lost it all, He tonight is going to have to go home tonight after I beat him up like I should of years ago and go at least I got to be in the ring with JOE.... HENDRY even if the match lasted two minutes. Everyone here already knows that the answer to all of life's problems is Joe Hendry. So instead of beating around the bush I call out my former apprentice Leyton Buzzard get your ass out to the ring so and allow me to solve the problem we have here in the UWF...
Buzzard looks angry speed walking to the ring with microphone in hand; Complete focus on what's to come, Buzzard slowly begins to make his way to the center of attention, He gets to his destination as he climbs the steel steps...
Buzzard enters the ring as he gets face to face with Hendry angry at his former mentor...
Hendry scoffs at his former apprentice blowing up in his face; Hendry doesn't take this seriously at all. Joe takes a moment to listen to the ramblings of the madman Buzzard. As he plays up the crowds attempts at annoying Buzzard. Hendry smiles as Buzzard finally breaks stopping his promo right in it's tracks...
Joe Hendry: "You blame ME? of all people for your trouble? Buzzard here is a news flash for you kid, I don't have the power in this company to give or take away squat from you. Your failures are that of your own shortcomings and I am not going to sit here and listen to you prattle that you followed Joe Hendry to the UWF, Pal I came to the UWF to get away from you, Buzzard, you always caused more problems than you're worth. I mean my FIRST run in the UWF was cut short by Marseglia so I had to make the hardest choice of my professional life..."
"I had make the call to leave and go to weekly appointments for the last two years to be able to walk but to wrestle they said it couldn't be done, They said the type of person who would be able to come back from this type of injury are far and few in between. You want to know the answer to that statement who can come back from that injury? Buzzard?, Joe Hendry is the answer you're looking for and not only did I come back from that injury but I also improved, I am faster, I am stronger and I am a hell of a lot bett--"
DING DING DING
Hendry groggy for a moment on all hands and knees; Buzzard with a running start jumps sending both of his boots into the back of the neck of Hendry causing Joe's face to imprint into the ring canvas. Buzzard looks unhinged as the crowd continue assaulting the Bristol Born Bastard...
Tom Phillips: "Hendry has had surgery on his neck which he has only just been cleared to return from. It's been nearly two years since we've seen Hendry here on Revolution..."
Mauro Ranallo: "Buzzard going straight for the neck like he is some kind of scavenging bird looking for meat and sinew!"
Corey Graves: "It's smart that's what it is..."
Buzzard yells at the crowd "SHUT UP YOU THINGS". Buzzard wraps his arm under the neck of Hendry as he bridges back with head in tow as he contorts the repaired neck of Hendry back causing Hendry to kick his feet in sheer agony. Buzzard cinches back even further trying to turn Hendry into nearly headless Joe...
Mauro Ranallo: "Trying to tear the screws holding his neck together loose..."
Tom Phillips: "THIS IS DESPICABLE..."
Corey Graves: "Hendry signed up for this match and Buzzard is doing the veterans move of working over the injured neck, Nothing wrong here..."
Buzzard is holding on to the stretch as Hendry fights to one knee before using the small leverage to begin to get to both feet, Hendry holding onto Buzzard who realizes the spot he is in, Hendry falls to his back sending Buzzard crashing hard into the ring, Hendry falls to the ropes as he grabs hold of his neck making sure everything is still in place...
Mauro Ranallo: "WHAT STRENGTH SHOWN BY HENDRY, I AM STARTING TO BELIEVE IN JOE HENDRY..."
Hendry turns around as Buzzard pops to his feet, Hendry rolls backwards catching the ankle of Buzzard as he Joe gets to his feet he twist as he yanks the leg from under Buzzard. Hendry yanks and cinches the ankle to the side as Buzzard is in search of the ropes with nothing but a sea of canvas as Hendry moves him further into the center of the ring further from his salvation....
Tom Phillips: "HENDRY LOCK APPLIED!"
Buzzard rolls over to his stomach to try and release himself from the hold, Hendry steps over the leg, rolling Buzzard onto his stomach, As he transitions the Hendry lock into a single leg Boston crab. Buzzard in tears looking for the ropes or anything that can release him from the grasp of Hendry...
Buzzard uses his free leg to kick Joe forwards, Hendry barely misses the turnbuckle as he lets go, Hendry turns to Buzzard running at him, Hendry ducks as he grabs the head of Buzzard as he lifts him to a vertical base, Hendry stalls the suplex as he moves to the center of the ring, Hendry taking a moment to do his signature waving taunt to the crowd as he allows the blood to pool in Buzzards brain, Joe falls backwards causing a sickening thud on the canvas...
Tom Phillips: "Stalling suplex from Hendry..."
Hendry goes to the top rope, The camera focused on Buzzard as Hendry from what we can assume does a perfect shooting star press as the lights in the arena turn off for a moment obscuring the crowds vision, Buzzard rolls out of the way last second, Hendry crashes down stomach first Buzzard smiles as he smells blood...
Tom Phillips: "The patented Shooting Star Press by Hendry never seen by anyone other than his mother..."
Buzzard rolls over Joe; The crowds disdain for Leyton clearer than before as the begin to chant "bullshit", Buzzard hands over ear trying not to get distracted as he goes to the corner of the ring. Buzzard begins yelling and screaming for the crowd to shut up they don't relent, Buzzard goes to the corner as Hendry gets to his feet, Joe looks on confused as Buzzard doesn't notice him at all as if he is wearing the invisibility cloak...
Tom Phillips: "Buzzard completely taken out of this by the crowd"
Buzzard climbs the turnbuckles as he tries to get above the crowd and scream for them to shut it. Buzzard is taken back as Hendry climbs the turn buckle underneath him, Hendry climbs to the second buckle as Leyton is now sitting a top his shoulders, He steps to the top rope as he begins to fall backwards for a top rope electric chair, Buzzard almost out of instinct reverses the electric chair falling and using his legs to spike Hendry head first into the canvas. Hendry is out cold as the aftermath is awe and shock the crowd unable to even boo the air removed right from their lungs, Buzzard looks around to see Hendry not moving a muscle...
Buzzard kicks the shoulder softly testing any movement from Hendry, Nothing. Buzzard impishly rolls over the corpse of Hendry, Leyton looks in complete shock as the referee begins to count...
One...
Buzzard begins to smile as he doesn't feel any movement below....
Two!
Three!
As the referee's hand hits the mat for the third time Buzzard pops to his feet celebrating a victory at last. Buzzard finally getting the win he needed to prove everything or anything. Buzzard hugs the referee as the crowd still worried about Hendry who has yet to move a muscle. Buzzard rolls out of the ring forcing the bell ringer to do their job and ring the bell...
DING DING DING
Buzzard before the crowd can regain consciousness makes haste as he leaves the arena in a very boastful manner. Hendry still motionless in the middle of the ring as the broadcast cuts to an advert...
The scene opens up on Batista standing there looking offscreen.
Batista now looks into the camera.
”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: Two nights, just two more nights until the Royal Rumble, the night I win it all. But there’s business to take care of tonight here at Rebellion. Call it a warm-up for the Rumble match, but it’s mainly a warm-up for Anarchy Rulez. See, I made some phone calls and got a special opponent for this occasion and all you need to know isn’t who it is, just that tonight, I’m going to slay a Dragon.
Batista walks offscreen as Rebellion continues elsewhere.
The titantron switches from the UWF Rebellion graphic to a live feed from backstage. Road crates! Road crates as far as the eye can see!
Just of screen, you can hear some serious rummaging. The open of lids. The scouring of materials. Two familiar faces then walk into the frame, looking seriously frustrated by a lack of results.
LeCavlier: I gotta be honest with you J.J., I am seriously frustrated by a lack of results.
Jones: We can't give up now, Moondog. We need to find Invisible Stan. He sabotaged the Invisible Man at Wrestlemania, then befouled Yikes' and Rhino's wedding and framed us for it! Somehow, some way, Palmer Cannon, who we haven't since Wrestlemania, has to be involved. And those are facts as we understand them.
LeCavlier: I appreciate the refresher, pal. Sometimes it's so god damn hard to stay motivated. All these lonely nights on the case really start to add up. Why, few and far between are the evenings that don't end at the bottom of a whiskey tumbler, and fewer and farther still are the mornings where I don't wake up sleeping next to a stranger, and that stranger, Jones, is my soul.
Jones: Tell me about, buddy. Last week I bought a pack of cigarettes and when I went to put them in my pocket, there was already a full pack in there. And then I remembered that I don't even smoke. Yeah, this case has been a doozy, alright. But I heard from a reliable source that a friend of a friend of his got a tip that Invisible Stan was going to sneak his way into Rebellion again, as is his M.O.
LeCavlier: Jones, for heavens sake, I was that source!
Through his pitch-black aviators, Jaytherious dissociates for a sec, staring right back into the abyss that's been gawking at him for months.
Jones: Yeah... aha... right... of course... of course I remember...
He reaches for a cigarette to not smoke. Moondog flips open the lid of the next crate and leaps back in surprise.
LeCavlier: By the Ghost of Mencken!
Out pops Scoops McCallahan!
McCallahan: Once again, you slackjaws are a day late and a buck short. I've been through all these cases thrice over. Invisible Stan isn't here.
Jones: Are you sure? He's really hard to see.
LeCavlier: Some would say impossible.
McCallahan: Some would say that those moustaches our yours belong in their own category on the sex offenders registry.
Jones: Oooh, nice one, you swamp rat hag. Like I haven't heard that before.
LeCavlier: Yeah. Sorry if we don't just take your word for it. We all know how much you like to hog a lead, Miss Piggy.
Moondog turns on Scoops and flips open yet another crate lid. Once again, he stumbles back in surprise, landing in the firm, trusting hands of his partner Jaytherious J. Jones. Emerging from this crate? Why it's It's Yikes Carumba, the industry's gutsiest gossip columnist!
Carumba: Hey gang! What are you guys doing here?
Jones: Oh hey Yikes... how was the uh... honeymoon?
Carumba: It was sooooooo much fun! Rhi-Rhi took us out on a Tour de la Lake Michigan on his house boat!
LeCavlier: Rhino has a house boat?
McCallahan: No. He lives on a boat. That's not the same thing.
Caumba: We watched the sun set every night, lived off the fish we caught, and sometimes we even... Wait! Hold that thought! My braces are tingling! I can feel a RUMOR coming on!
Yikes rubs her braces sensually. Her eyes roll back into her skull and her voice drops an octave with the prophecy of some hot gos.
Carumba: DID YOU HEAR ABOUT MOONDOG LECAVLIER AND J.J. JONES AND SCOOPS MCCALLAHAN GETTING THEIR BUTTS WHOOPED IN THEIR IN-RING DEBUT TONIGHT? ONE INDUSTRY INSIDER SAID IT WAS GOING TO GET UUUUUUGGGGGLLLLLLLLLEH~!
Yikes' eyes and voice go back to normal and she starts typing the "news" into her phone.
Jones: Huh? What? That's not a rumor, that's... a threat?
LeCavlier: A challenge?
Jones: Look, Yikes, we're real sorry about your wedding and all that but the thing you gotta understand is -
J.J. stops midsentence when Rhino and Heath Slater walk over to the crate heap.
Rhino: Gore.
Heath Slater: Rhino’s right, it’s a disgrace that you tried to crash his wedding but tonight, we get a measure of revenge, baby! See you in the ring!
Yikes, Rhino, and Heath leave as Jones and the others look uncertain about the match.
As, “See Me Shine” by Bone Thugz-n-Harmony begins to play, the UWF fans immediately begin to boo as they know who the theme music belongs to and who they’re inevitably about to have to look at. Not missing a beat, out walks Batista with the Hollywood Championship proudly on him as he makes his way down the ramp to the ring.
Tony Chimel: From Washington, D.C. Weighing in at two hundred and ninety pounds. He is the reigning Hollywood Champion, Prime Time Medal holder, and the leader of The Guild, the, “Hollywood Animal”, BAATIIISSSSTTTTAAAA!!!
Batista goes to the nearest turnbuckle and ascends it, using the opportunity to show off the belt once more before stepping down and getting ready for the match ahead.
Tony Chimel: And the opponent…
The fans are on their feet as the theme of a legend begins to play. It isn’t long before the man himself appears and starts making his way down the ramp to the ring, their cheers intensifying at the sight of him.
Tony Chimel: From Charlotte, North Carolina. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds. Ricky “The Dragon” Steamboat!
Ricky poses for the crowd before removing his entrance gear as he starts getting ready for the match ahead.
DING DING!
As the ring bell sounds, Batista charges across the ring and nearly takes Ricky’s head off with a Clothesline. He starts brutally stomping the body of the legend now before grabbing him and bringing him upward before placing Ricky’s head between his legs. Batista hoists Steamboat up and plants him with a thunderous Batista Bomb as the crowd boos. He now puts Steamboat in the End Credits as the “Dragon” starts to tap.
DING DING DING!
Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Batista!
Batista releases the hold, throwing Ricky aside as he gets up and starts stomping on him again. He then motions to the stage and The Guild comes running down the ramp, Miz with what appears to be a bike chain as he hands it off to his boss and Batista wraps it around the neck of Steamboat, choking him out with it. After a moment, Batista stops the choking and throws the chain down as he grabs Ricky and puts his head between his legs, hoisting him up and planting him on the chain with another Batista Bomb. The crowd boos intensely as The Guild poses over Steamboat and Rebellion continues elsewhere.
UWF Rebellion continues to roll as the camera cuts to a white room where Finn Balor is seen just standing up staring.
Finn Balor
Do you believe that demons are real?
Finn Balor then turns into Demon Balor for a split second giving the UWF Universe the first glance at his inner monster.
Finn Balor
Well I do. In fact deep down inside me I have a demon of my own, He is the Demon King! For many years I’ve built up anger and never knew how to dispose of it until I turned all of that anger into a Monster. A monster that nobody can stop, and monster that loves to hurt people. It’s not as bad as it sounds though I mean The Demon King has never harmed me, we’ve built a special bond that nobody can break. It’s not bad to let your demons roam free, but for most people the demons are too strong to handle and end up taking control. A man who has a demon is dangerous, but a man who can control his demons are powerful and rest a-sure that The Demon King has power. Power so unimaginable, so unexplainable and all this power comes from years of hurt, it comes from years of being disappointed, years of being mistreated, and now he gets to take control.
Finn Balor chuckles before speaking again
Finn Balor
You know what’s the funny thing about Demons. You never see them coming. So to put everyone on notice there is someone back there that the Demon doesn’t take very kindly too. And he's coming for you!
Finn Balor then lets out his Demon once more before the camera fades to black on his evil smirk.
Chimel: The following contest is a mixed six-person tag team match and is set for one-fall!
The crowd aren't sure exactly what to make of the sight of the trio of the game's best investigative journalists coming down the ramp dressed in their street clothes - which is to say, traditional sleazy Private Eye garb. Moondog, J.J. and Scoops don't look like they're at all ready to make their in-ring debut tonight. Nevertheless, they're out here to take their chances with the irate War Machine, his bestie and his new wife rather in the ring where a Referee can regulate things rather than take their chances with another backstage confrontation.
Chimel: Introducing first, at a combined weight of six-hundred-sixty-nine pounds... Moondog LeCavlier, Jaytherious J. Jones and Scoops McCallahan!
The Sclusie Triumvirate climb the stairs and step through the ropes to enter the ring and await the arrival of their opponents.
Ranallo: Well... this should be interesting.
Phillips: So let me get this straight - Rhino is mad at Jones and Moondog for causing a ruckus at his wedding and so he wants to fight them even though they say it was Invisible Stan's fault?
Ranallo: That's correct.
Graves: I can't believe I'm saying this, but stuff like this actually makes me miss the days when Rebellion was all about WARHOSE squash matches.
As “Boilermaker” starts playing, out comes the trio of Rhino, Yikes Carumba, and Heath Slater and they look ready for battle as they head down the ramp and enter the ring.
Tony Chimel: From…
Chimel is suddenly knocked to the mat, but by who? None of the six competitors have touched him. Moondog and company step forward anxiously to try and break up the scuffle occurring before them but it’s clear the perp has gotten away. Moondog tries to explain that it was Invisible Stan but Rhino hits him with a Gore. The others clear the ring as this one’s over before it’s even started. Heath, Rhino, and Yikes celebrate their sort of victory as Rebellion continues elsewhere.
The feed cuts to the backstage area where Sami Zayn is speaking with none other than Roman Reigns.
Sami Zayn: Look I'm just saying, Seth Rollins is no longer here. You don't have to be watching a talentless hack's back anymore. Instead you could be watching my back. And what better way than to help me out in the Royal Rumble. I hear there's a slot open since I knocked Homicide's block clean off. Just think of the headlines. Former International Champion returns to back another future Hall Of Famer on his quest to glory. Every time someone wants to speak to Sami Zayn, you'll be in the background gaining some clout. I'll even tag you on my TikTok to help you gain some exposure. And if you play your cards right, I may even have an extra slot open for a new protege. I'm just saying, think about it.
Roman nods and walks off leaving Sami with a big smile on his face as the show moves on.
Rebellion continues with some live footage being captured from a nearby external events hall, where Tony Schiavone is getting ready to kick off a unique panel show.
Tony Schiavone
Good evening everybody and welcome along to our very special panel event. We’ve got a major treat in store for you, as in a matter of moments we will be introducing each of the past nine winners from every UWF Royal Rumble match, ahead of the next incarnation of big event itself this Sunday. Some huge names have won the marathon-like contest in the past, and after this weekend we will have another name to add to the prestigious list of victors that are currently waiting behind the curtain to come out and answer some questions for the fans gathered here tonight. It’s remarkable to think that once upon a time a lot of these guys would have, and in some cases did, tear one another’s heads off in order to cement their respective UWF legacies. Thankfully the long-standing issues of the past have been laid to rest this night, so without further ado, let’s bring out our past Royal Rumble winners, starting with the inaugural winner from 2013, The Miz!
The stage curtain is suddenly ripped from its hooks, however it’s not The Miz that’s standing there ready to walk out, but rather it’s the UWF Intercontinental Champion and resident oddball Danhausen.
Danhausen
Aha! Greetings! Now you know how it feels, false King Edward, to have your moment so rudely interrupted by Danhausen!
Confusion reigns supreme as people look on in bemusement, and even Danhausen himself quickly clocks that he may not be in the right place.
Tony Schiavone
Uhh, Danhausen, Eddie Kingston is not here, this is a tribute event for past UWF Royal Rumble winners.
Danhausen
Drat! Danhausen must have took a wrong turn. Well it’s not all bad though, he found this lost soul wandering around just a moment ago who he thinks might have a ticket for this eventhausen.
Danhausen steps aside and out steps one brief time UWF wrestler, “Boring” Viktor, who has a small stub of paper in his left hand that he is keen to show off.
Boring Viktor
I came here this weekend to see the Royal Rumble.
Both Danhausen and Tony Schiavone briefly direct Viktor to a nearby empty seat, but with a crowd present that’s looking forward to the upcoming Rumble, Danhausen spots an opportunity to stake his claim.
Danhausen
Well whilst Danhausen might not have found Edward on this occasion, he will of course find him on multiple occasions in the very near future. First to see off the threat to his Intercointinental Title, and then to eliminate him and any of the other 28 losers that stand in Danhausen’s way of Monarch Earthquake glory. You say this is a tribute eventhausen of some sort for past winners? Well how’s about Danhausen turns this into a pre-celebratory event for the next winner? Is Danhausen right??
Some cheers and applause do follow from some sections of the crowd, whilst others are somewhat bummed out that they are now unlikely to see The Great Khali this evening.
Danhausen
Before any of you start making jokes and shouting out the names of MXC, Davetista, Al Soldier and Mr Diabesity etcetera, Danhausen would like to make it crystal clear that he was in fact referring to himself. Yes! It is Danhausen’s intention to walk out as a double winner, by both retaining his title and lasting the Earthquake’s distance. Minus the odd surprise act which Danhausen will admit he is actually quite looking forward to, Danhausen has a pretty good grasp on everyone that has already made their failed statement of intent. In some cases he’ll be facing off against foes that he has a score to settle with, and in other cases he’ll be going toe to toe with combatants that he has not yet had the misfortune of meeting, but could still benefit from being taught a most valuable lesson. To simplify matters, Danhausen has put together the winning formula, and when the bellhausen rings and it’s Danhausen’s turn to enter proceedings, you will all see it executed to perfection.
As Danhausen paces around the stage area, he catches sight of the hard cam and takes a moment to look directly down the lens before sharing a message to the watching world.
Danhausen
So to whoever walks out on Sunday nighthausen as the Ultimate Wrestling Champion, just know that once Danhausen secures his golden ticket, he’s coming right for you! Love That Danhausen! Goodnighthausen!
And with an unexpected click of Danhausen’s fingers, the lights in the events hall suddenly shut off, with Rebellion then resuming from the regular arena once again.
Rebellions rolls on and we kick it to the beautiful McKenzie Mitchell. She's ready to conduct an interview. Unfortunately, it may be with the most annoying man in UWF today.
McKenzie Mitchell: Ladies and Gentlemen, my guest at this time....LA Knight!
Knight saunters into the shot, actually like his shit doesn't stink.
LA Knight: Michelle....Michelle....Michelle, it's been a while. 'Ya finally wanted to get another interview with the hottest man in UWF and decided to call up ol' L...A....Knight!
McKenzie: Actually, I was kind of assigned this interview. And seriously, my name is McK....
LA Knight: Michelle baby, say no more. I know 'ya want the scoop from the man that is 72 hours away from winning the Royal Rumble and punching his ticket to the main event of WrestleMania. I can't blame 'ya for wanting to get in on the ground floor. But Michelle, if 'ya wanted an exclusive, all 'ya had to do was meet on my own personal bus. It's much more quaint and intimate than this dump.
McKenzie: Seriously, does anyone from Human Resources watch these?!
LA Knight: Now Michelle, I'm a busy man. I'm sure you've got some questions for L...A....Knight, so let's get to them.
McKenzie: Not only are you competing in the Royal Rumble Match, but you will have a match with the returning Spike Dudley. It's been years since Spike Dudley has competed one on one and he credits you for being the reason he's gotten that itch again. This match has gotten very personal; how are you feeling heading into it?
Knight just stares off into space. A few moments pass and Knight has been strangely silent.
McKenzie: Umm...LA? Kind of live here....
After another brief second, Knight snaps out of it and goes right into promo mode.
LA Knight: Sorry Michelle, I got lost staring into your eyes.
Once again, her name is McKenzie and she is visibly uncomfortable..
LA Knight: 'Ya see, when 'ya were talking, I stopped listening. Not because of anything that 'ya did. It's the subject matter. 'Ya see, Spike Dudley is not worth L....A....Knight's time. That little rut is nothin' more than an insignificant stain on the bottom of L....A....Knight's $1000 loafers. He wants to come back after all these years and try to reestablish himself at L...A....Knight's expense. And all these jabronis in the arena eat it up. Because like Spike Dudley, they're all losers. They have nothing positive going for them, so they live vicariously through that little runt. They think if he can makes his dreams come true, then so can they.
LA Knight: Well, news flash, dummies. That's where 'ya are all wrong. The only person getting what he wants when this is over is L...A...Knight. And tonight, I'm going to go to that ring and prove it. 'Ya see, I extended an invitation to the biggest, baddest, toughest, smelliest Dudley I could find and told him that if he wanted to make a name for himself, like Spike, he'd come out to MY ring and I'd make him famous. And luckily for L...A....Knight, the challenge was accepted. So if 'ya don't mind Michelle,. L...A....Knight is going to go to that ring and do what he does best....YEAAH!
And with that, Knight saunters off into the distance.Leaving McKenzie standing there alone.
McKenzie: Seriously! We really need to work on him getting my name right.
Normally, the scene would fade here. But we're going to stick with it. The cameras cut to the arena, where everyone is buzzing. The anticipation soon changes into a large amount of groans as...
The music of UWF's loudest superstar begins to play and everyone in the arena just cannot deal with this guy any longer. The man swaggers out from behind the curtain, obviously enjoying the reaction he is receiving. After just spending some quality time with Michelle....I mean McKenzie, Knight is in a good mood. He's dressed to compete on this night. And as he stands on the stage, he reminds everyone just exactly who he is.
Knight saunters down the ramp before leaping from the floor to the ring apron. He wipes his boots on the apron before entering the ring. Normally, he would climb the top rope and pose but not tonight. Instead, he simply walks to the far side of the ring and motions for a microphone. He receives one and continues where he left off backstage.
LA Knight: Now, where was I?
LA Knight: Oh that's right. The challenge I issued. I searched under every rock, I checked every police station, I went to every bus terminal with the hopes of finding the baddest Dudley I can. And it comes to my surprise that there are a few tough ones out there. I mean...not Spike, but there's a couple. Former World Champions in their own right. Men who have terrible reputations in the business and arguably the greatest tag team to ever lace up the boots. And wouldn't that be great? Locking up with a legend just mere days before the get to put the runt of Dudleyville out of his misery.
LA Knight: But then it became very apparent to me. The Bully isn't the baddest Dudley. Not by a long shot. I've found the baddest Dudley. And he's here to go one on one with the "Million Dollar Megastar" and your next World Champion. So ladies and gentlemen, get off your fat asses and give a warm round of applause for....
Corey Graves: If it's not who I thought it was, who could it be?
LA Knight: Snot Dudley!!!
Tom Phillips: Who?!
Corey Graves: Shut up, Phillips! You uncultured swine! Snot Dudley is a staple name on the independent circuit.
To absolutely no music or no fanfare, this generic Create-A-Wrestler walks out onto the stage. He looks as if Braden Walker and Derrick Bateman had a love child.
This Dudley saunters down the entrance ramp and rolls into the ring underneath the bottom rope. As he enters, he turns to the hard camera and poses. He receives literally no reaction.
Corey Graves: I have to say, I think we're in for an instant classic folks.
Mauro Ranello: Do you really believe that?
Corey Graves: I wouldn't say it if I didn't believe it, Mauro.
The official confirms with this kid if he really wants to do this. Dudley nods his head so the official calls for the bell and we are underway.
DING
DING
DING
Dudley and LA Knight lock up in the center of the ring. Knight is surprised. Dudley is a little stronger than he anticipated but Knight is still able to muscle him backwards and into the corner. Dudley gets tied up with the ropes and the official tries to separate the two men and get a clean break. As the zebra gets in between the two men, LA Knight takes this opportunity to slap Snot right across the face.
Tom Phillips: Blatant disrespect by LA Knight!
Corey Graves: He's just trying to fire the kid up! LA Knight is a fierce competitor. One of the reasons he's my pick to win the Royal Rumble.
Knight laughs after he just paint-brushed Dudley. Snot on the other hand isn't laughing nearly as much. Snot charges out the corner and looks for a double leg takedown, but Knight saw this coming. As Dudley charges in, Knight simply just drops down, catches Dudley and applies a front face lock. Knight has the most basic of maneuvers applied and just talks trash to Dudley. Once again, he slaps up on the back of the head a few times before letting the kid back up....
Corey Graves: This is great!
Knight is just having fun at this point. But as both men get back to their feet, Dudley comes out of nowhere with a stiff right hand. The shot catches Knight off guard. He's stunned. He's falls backwards into the corner, having to use the ropes to say upright....
Mauro Ranello: What a shot!
Corey Graves: Even a blind squirrel eventually finds a nut.
Dudley doesn't waste time. He charges across the ring, looking for a big Stinger Splash. But at the last minute, Knight moves out of the way and Dudley's head hits the top of the ring post...
Corey Graves: Now things are right with the world again.
A stunned Dudley can't see Knight position himself behind him before leaving his feet and delivering a reverse necknreaker. Normally, Knight would go for a pin, but not on this night. Pardon the pun. Knight motions to the hard camera that it's over.
Corey Graves: Looks like LA is done playing with his food.
Knight grabs Dudley by the head and lifts him up to a knee. The brash Royal Rumble favorite tosses Snot Dudley over his shoulder and onto his back. He yells out "L...A...Knight" one time before dropping Snot on his head and neck with the Gravy Train...
Corey Graves: Just like that, thanks for coming!
Knight rolls Dudley onto his back, hooks the far leg and counts along with the referee...
1...
2...
3....
DING
DING
DING
Here is your winner....LA Knight!
The referee goes to raise Knight's arm in victory, but Knight shoves him away. Knight prepares to leave but as he does, he sees Snot Dudley beginning to stir. The gears start turning in Knight's head and he comes up with an idea. He leaves the ring, only to head to the timekeeper's area and grab a steel chair...
Tom Phillips: Come on now! You already beat the kid!
Corey Graves: I think this is more so about sending a message to his opponent at the Royal Rumble!
Knight slides back in the ring with the chair. Snot gets up almost as soon as Knight gets back in and Knight just crushes him with an unprotected chair shot to the top of the head...
Corey Graves: Going! Going! That baby is gone! Haha!!
Mauro Ranello: We're glad you can find enjoyment in that!
Corey Graves: Working with you two every week, I have to take what I can get.
Dudley goes down like a sack of potatoes. But Knight isn't finished. He grabs the chair and he opens it up, separating the seat portion from the rest of the metal apparatus. Sadistically, Knight places the open chair around the head and neck of Snot Dudley...
Tom Phillips: What is this lunatic going to do now?
Corey Graves: Don't think that's a question you want the answer to, Phillips.
With the char firmly around Snot's neck, Knight drags the defeated Dudley towards the corner before positioning him right underneath the turnbuckle. Knight positions himself on the second rope, standing right above Snot Dudley and the precariously placed chair...
Mauro Ranello: Wait, don't do this!
Before Knight can jump off, his opponent for the Royal Rumble, Spike Dudley rushes down the ramp. Spike immediately slides into the ring and quickly delivers a standing dropkick that knocks Knight off the ropes and towards the arena floor...
Tom Phillips: Thank God for Spike Dudley!
The fans go crazy as Spike checks on his fallen Dudley brother. Snot is a little messed up. Not only did he get beat in like 30 seconds, but he may also have a concussion. The smallest Dudley throws Snot's arm over him and tries to get Snot to his feet and out of the way of any other potential harm. Unfortunately for Spike, we're not done here....
Mauro: What the hell?!
With Spike having his back turned, he fails to see LA Knight reenter the ring. And he also has possession of the chair he was going to use to cripple Snot. Knight takes the chair and swings it as hard as he can, hitting Spike directly in the back. Spike drops to a knee before Knight turns his attention back to Snot and does the same to him. Knight goes back and forth between which Dudley he hits. First Spike, then Snot, then Spike, so on and so forth...
Tom Phillips: LA Knight has lost it!
Corey Graves: He's said that he's tired of the Dudleys. Guess we can see he wasn't lying.
Knight throws down the chair, feeling as though he's done enough damage with the weapon. But despite all the abuse, little Spike Dudley continues to try to get to his feet...
Corey Graves: Just stay down Spike!
Knight sees this and laughs. He obliges Spike, helping him get to his feet. This doesn't last long though, because just like he did to Snot, Knight grabs Spike and tosses him over his shoulder before delivering yet another Gravy Train!The ring shakes and when it's all said and done, the only man standing tall is LA Knight...
Tom Phillips: Is this a preview of the Royal Rumble. Will LA Knight have the best night of his career?!
The scene fades with LA Knight basking in all the carnage he's caused.
END OF SHOW
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