NXT 3/2/17

[Danny]

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.



Corey Graves: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to NXT! I'm Corey Graves and back with me this week is my broadcast partner,Tom Phillips, how you doing Tom?


Tom Phillips: Better although I'm still a little sore from last week.


Corey Graves: Well to be honest, I liked Dolph on commentary but I'm glad your back/


Tom Phillips: Me too because we've got a big main event tonight, Kevin Steen faces Goldberg for the first time ever.


Corey Graves: That's bound to be a good one but I'm interested in seeing the Dudleyz get destroyed by the Decay. Now that's an entertaining match.


Tom Phillips: Speaking of tag teams, The Wyatt Family defends their NXT Tag Team Championships against TM61 with both the Wyatt Family and Decay banned from ringside. Should they interfere, they will be fired!


Corey Graves: There's got to be a clean winner tonight. Plus with Riddle's recent run ins with Corbin and Joe, EC3 made a match for all 3 of them at Rebellion but this week Corbin and Joe get a shot at each other. That's still to come tonight but first, Owen Hart and CM Punk are scheduled to meet face to face in the ring. Let's get the show started right now!


ENOUGH IS ENOUGH AND IT'S TIME FOR A CHANGE!



As the opening lines to the theme song of Owen Hart play the crowd turns towards the stage showering boos on the current Hardcore Champion. It isn't long before Owen Hart is making his presence known on the stage amidst the hate, a microphone in one hand, his title dragged across the ground in the other and a smile on his face. He walks down the ramp, ascends the stairs and enters the ring. The man is all smiles as he begins to speak.

Owen Hart
Last week we saw two men doing what they do best. Myself, I was in this ring showing why I've earned the title I hold in my hand. And CM Punk was talking. Nothing he said was to my face, all in the comfort of whatever lonely safe haven he has. But what really struck me was the fact that after every attack, he finally caved in and challenged me to a match at Wrestlemania. And a brutal one at that too. But thankfully for me, I won't have to wait to get my hands on you, Punk. We get to go toe to toe at Rebellion instead. So how about for once, we do things face to face. No blindsides and no cowardly backstage segments. See if you still want a Deathmatch after tonight.


YOU'VE GOT HELL TO PAY BUT YOU ALREADY SOLD YOUR SOUL
IT'S BLASPHEMY!



'Blasphemy by Bring Me The Horizon' begin blasting out, it's a brand new theme song for CM Punk. CM Punk emerges from behind the curtain wearing a hoodie and it doesn't take him long to head to the ring. The crowd is cheering for Punk as he shows no hesitation climbing into the ring. Once inside Punk stares down Owen, who is grinning like a lunatic all the while, before motioning for a mic. As CM Punk walks over to grab it, he glances back at Owen, expecting to get ambushed. Owen however has not moved, staying true to his word. Punk, with microphone in hand, raises it, but doesn't speak. Instead he lowers it and keeps his gaze on Owen. After a minute, Owen starts to pace and speak instead.

Owen Hart
So this is it, huh? You muster up enough courage to come out here like a man, but now you've got stage fright? Your wit was always your greatest weapon, out thinking everyone in this business, both in the ring and on that microphone but of all the times to be silent, you choose now? I thought I picked the right target when I focused on you. I could have picked Bobby Roode, Kurt Angle, Dolph Ziggler. Hell even Spike Dudley or Kevin Steen. Anyone floating around in that cesspool at the top of NXT but I chose you Punk because I know you have what it takes deep down inside of you to change something. But for every step forward you take with me you take another one back. How many losses, how many attacks, how many times can you be left behind before you finally ignite? You've gone from the top all the way to what people see as the bottom, challenging me. In the eyes of some, you're one step away from feuding with Jimmy Uso for the remainder of your contract. But at this point? Even that is too good for you.

You coast by on your name and legacy. I remember how brightly your fire used to burn. How much it RAGED. I want to see that era again, but maybe you've burned up all of your fuel. Maybe you've got nothing left to give. The last embers of a once all-engulfing flame stand before me. You've got two choices Punk. Throw some god damn fuel back on your coals and ignite or get stomped out permanently by me.


Punk simply stands there, coldly glaring at Owen as he puts his free hand in the pocket of his hoodie. Owen is seething with anger as Punk refuses to speak. Owen gets in Punk's face to try and provoke him, but Punk stands his ground silently. Owen's sanity starts to slip as Punk refuses to play along.

Owen Hart
FINE. THEN AT REBELLION YOUR CAREER ENDS PUNK. I WILL STAMP YOU OUT AND PISS ON THE ASHES. I WILL ENSURE THAT THE LAST MEMORY OF CM PUNK IS OF YOU, BROKEN AND LIFELESS WITH ME WALKING AWAY UNSCATHED. YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME IN YOUR STATE. YOU...


Owen is silenced as at this point, CM Punk strikes. Whipping his free hand from his pocket and taking one step forward he clocks Owen right in the jaw. Owen crumples and falls to the ground, dropping the microphone and his title. Punk drops his and we get a glimpse of his free hand...which is adorned in a pair of brass knuckles! CM Punk then pounces on the downed Owen, turning him over and mounting him. He starts wailing on Hart with punches with his weaponized hand. Each blow makes a sickening sound as Owen isn't defending himself. But he isn't knocked out because after the fourth punch, Owen smiles up at Punk before spitting blood directly in his face. This causes Punk to recoil, giving Owen time to get to his feet. Owen rushes Punk, attempting to tackle him to the mat, but Punk instead lowers his shoulder and lifts Owen for a GTS!

Owen manages to wiggle free and drops behind Punk, grabbing his waist for a suplex. Punk rains back elbows into Owen's head until he releases the hold. Punk then quickly wheels around and jumps, connecting with Owen's temple with a vicious roundhouse kick. Owen is dazed on his feet which causes Punk to wind up and step in for a haymaker with the brass knuckles, but Owen manages to duck the punch and uses Punks momentum for a release Northern Lights Suplex. Owen lands on his back hard and stays there, laughing as he stares at the downed Punk. He then slowly gets to his feet, his back to his opponent with the same look he had when he destroyed Nakamura. Owen wheels around, ready to inflict more damage, but is shocked when he sees Punk on his feet as well. Coldly staring at him. This enrages the unhinged Owen who charges and is side stepped, being thrown shoulder first into the ring post. Punk quickly exits the ring, standing on the apron when he grabs Owen's arm. He looks at the ground below to make sure he has a safe landing before jumping off the apron, wrenching Owen's arm and attempting to separate his shoulder. Owen screams in pain as he twists back inside the ring before rolling out onto the floor. Punk walks over to Owen and picks him up by the hair. Without a word Punk stares into Owen's eyes but his only met with a grin. Punk's response is to then hurl Owen back first into the barricade. Owen hits with a THUD! as Punk looks under the ring for a weapon.

The crowd cheers as Punk has made his choice: A Lead Pipe. Punk then shushes the cheering crowd as he hides the pipe behind his back. Owen gets to his feet, his grin now replaced by a look of anger. Owen is in pain but tries to run at Punk, but is side stepped again. Owen is now in a full on rage as Punk is toying with him, turning around and rushing again. But this time as Punk side steps, he swings the pipe squarely in Owen's midsection, doubling him over. Punk then brings the pipe over his head and brings it crashing down on Owen's back. The crowd groans at the sound as Punk for the first time looks pleased with his handiwork. However, it's not enough for him as he continues to work over Owen with the pipe. After six more blows to the back, Punk tosses the pipe to the ground, expecting Owen to stay down as he's now coughing up blood. But Owen now crawls to the corner of the barricade to pull himself up. Owen leans with his back on the barricade, his face a bloody grin. Punk then charges Owen and hits with with a clothesline over the barricade into the crowd. Punk stays there as opposed to chasing Owen. It isn't long before Owen pulls himself back up and his face to face with Punk. Hart attempts a weak punch, but its blocked by CM Punk, who fires back with the brass knuckles once more. This stuns Hart enough for Punk to hoist his arm over his head, grab his tights over the barricade and lifts him up for a delayed suplex. With Owen up, Punk lines himself up before dropping Owen....directly onto the steel steps.

Owen lands unnaturrally, his legs at the top of the stairs and his head catching and edge and busting open. Punk grimaces in pain as well, but he isn't done. He starts rummaging around under the ring as Owen pulls himself inside to catch a breather, still remaining down. Punk finds a spool of barbed wire and pulls it out before rolling into the ring. Punk takes the wire and starts wrapping his left kneepad in barbed wire. Owen is still down as this happens and once the whole spool is around Punk's knee, he signals that it's time for sleep

Punk heads over to Owen and grabs him by his bloodied hair and pulls him to his feet and onto his shoulders. Punk shakes his head and executes the GTS! Punk puts a little extra force behind this one and the barbed wire rips open Owen's forehead. Punk lingers there for a moment as he removes the barbed wire from his knee and tosses it onto Owen. He does the same with the brass knuckles, spiking them into Owen's abdomen. Punk then walks casually over to the Hardcore title and picks it up, posing with it over the bloodied mess that is Owen Hart as the camera fades away with a very large chant growing

CM PUNK! CM PUNK! CM PUNK!


The camera view is taken somewhere backstage in the arena. Baron Corbin stands in front of a garage door, back to the camera, however we can hear his words perfectly fine.



Baron Corbin
I am not in a good mood tonight. I asked for competition and I was given Samoa Joe. It must be a joke that they think we're even in the same class. Joe is a glorified indy star that some how got people behind him. Joe should still be working in little towns all across America in VFW's and Bingo Halls and High School gyms for 20 bucks and a hot dog. He doesn't belong in this company and in this ring.

Corbin turns to face the camera

Baron Corbin
Joe doesn't belong here and he's going to find that out tonight. Tonight will be a very painful wake up call for you. Tonight you will see just how below you are to me. I don't fear you, I don't like you, I don't respect you. This is the big time now, Joe. Whatever you did in the past, it doesn't matter because now you've stumbled upon something you can't handle.

Baron Corbin starts to look around the backstage area.

Baron Corbin
Look around you Joe! This is real! This is it! This is what you've been waiting for your whole career isn't it? This is what you busted your ass on the indies for years for, isn't it!? The chance to make it to the big stage, the big fight. This is all you've ever wanted. This is your dream... but tonight it WILL BE CRUSHED. You worked for years for all of this. You've wanted this for so long and you finally got a taste. But tonight all of it comes to an end and your dream will die... because of Baron Corbin.

Corbin walks off into the backstage.



The camera fades in from black revealing Matt Riddle finishing up some punching bag routines. He's sweaty, but he's smiling, signaling a great workout. That or he's caught wind of his Hardcore Championship #1 Contender Match at Rebellion. He'll be challenging the two men he's competed against and even though they weren't pinfall or submission victories, he did get the wins.



Matt Riddle:”2 and 0, bro. Two wins, no losses. That's what Matt Riddle's record says. What it doesn't tell you is that they were both cheap wins. Baron Corbin? He tucked his tail between his legs and left. Samoa Joe? Joe got himself DQ'd, he knew if I got out of that hold it would've all over for him, bro.”

Riddle shakes his head, he clearly wishes he could've picked up the wins more impressive ways.

Matt Riddle:” Where I come from, a win's a win, and your record is everything. I guess some people around here agree with this more than others. Ethan Carter III? Bro, he definitely agrees with it. He's given your's truly a chance to become the #1 contender for the Hardcore Championship! Bro! Who's more hardcore than me? I'm a former UFC fighter! I didn't need a special reason to step into a cage, I did it every time I fought!”

Riddle chuckles a bit. This time when he steps into the ring with Joe and Corbin, there's going to be a clear cut winner. Triple Threat rules means no DQ's and no countouts.

Matt Riddle:“Triple Threat action. Samoa Joe, Baron Corbin, and yours truly. I get another shot to pin or make one of those guy tap out, no running, and no getting yourselves DQ'd, bro, and this time when I do it. I get a shot at the Hardcore Championship, BRO!”

Matt gives a cocky smile to the camera, then goes back to hitting the punching bag, getting ready for his bag match at Rebellion as the scene fades to another part of the show.

The motorcycle engine revs through the loudspeakers, and the familiar guitar riff begins to play, signaling the arrival of Baron Corbin. The crowd begins to boo the self titled "Lone Wolf" as he makes his way out from the back.

Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Kansas City, weighing in at 275 pounds, Baron Corbin!

Corbin comes walking to the ring slowly. He climbs the steps and enters the ring and poses in the center of it with his arms outstretched, a spotlight hitting him until he gets cut off by Joe's music.



And all of sudden, Samoa Joe comes out on stage with an aggressive look on his face as he awaits nothing and doesn't even mentions the reaction he gets from the NXT universe as he walks down the ramp just right into the ring

Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Huntington Beach California, weighing in at 282 pounds, Samoa Joe!

Joe gets in the ring and heads straight to his corner, pacing back and forth, just waiting for the ref to ring the bell.

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DING DING DING


Joe runs at Corbin but Corbin is more than ready for him after watching what happened in Joe's match last week. He gets his boot up in time for Joe to run right into it. This takes Joe off his feet but he gets right back up. The former golden gloves champion takes advantage with a few strikes to Joe. The Samoan Submission Machine is able to cover up a bit before retaliating with shots of his own. They trade jabs back and forth, circling around the ring, trying to find openings.


Tom Phillips: Looks like this match has turned into a boxing match.

Corey Graves: As much as I prefer wrestling, something about two guys just punching each other in the face excites him.


Corbin goes for a big strike but Joe jumps up and catches his arm, trying to go for an armbar! Corbin is just leaned over however, able to stop himself from being flipped onto his back. Joe is trying to get at the arm but Corbin is putting up a good fight. He actually starts throwing straight shots down at Joe's face with his free hand to break himself free. Joe rolls up back to his feet and runs at Corbin who catches him with the End of Days! The entire arnea is in shock as Corbin hooks the leg for the pin.



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Baron Corbin!



Corbin gets his hand raises as Joe rolls out of the ring. Corbin nonchalantly exits he ring and heads up the ramp, reminding people just how this is just another day at work for him as he exits to the back and the live feed goes elsewhere.



The action so far on NXT has been off the chain. It is now time to cut from the action in the ring as the cameras do just that. The camera flashes back to life as it shows Spike Dudley, taping his knee whilst looking at the camera with his International Championship sitting right beside him.



Spike Dudley: Tonight is a special night. Tonight is the last stop before Rebellion for NXT so right now, right now could be the last time you see Uncle Spike Dudley with this here championship. In this exact moment in time though, I have been given a chance to let you all know my thoughts on my upcoming title defense against Kevin Steen, the very man that I took this title from. What are all your thoughts of that man?

Spike pauses for a bit, allowing for crowd participation as the crowd go along, booing Steen as he just continues to do up his tape.

Now it's a bit hard to hear from my little lockeroom here but I'm going to hazard a guess and say you all boo'ed the guy. Let's all be honest, his a jerk. Now that's my thoughts on him but my thoughts on my match at Rebellion, well let me firstly take you back to last week.

Spike finishes his tape job, breaking it off with his teeth and putting the tape in his bag as now he isn't distracted and stares straight down the camera.

Last week, I was in a show stealing match against possibly, the most recoganisable name in Professional Wrestling history when I went one on one with the Great One. All week I was looking forward to the match, all week I couldn't sleep, I tossed and turned, rock and rolled, kicked and hit trying to get in my full night's sleep so I was fresh for The Rock. I eventually managed to get some shut eye and that's when I went off into Dreamland. You know that place that I thought would be the only place I won the world title? You know that place where Kevin Steen isn't a complete and utter tosser? Scratch that, his a tosser in every single universe but in Dreamland, I had a dream. That's right, even Uncle Spike Dudley can dream now that I've won the top price but my dream consisted of this. Uncle Spike Dudley coming out from the back of those curtains, looking straight up into the spotlight with millions and millions of The Rocks fans chanting my name.

Spike lifts his chin, mimicking what the Rock does as he takes his mind back.

I walked down that ramp, fans cheering and begging for high fives and I listened to them, I slide into the NXT ring and I put on a match that the Rock deserves. I put on a match that all you fans deserve and I show the whole world what I'm made of. I deliver again and I defeat The Rock, I pin his shoulders down to the mat 1....2....3. I keep surprising myself ever week and asking the same question, Who would have thunk it, Uncle Spike Dudley defeating The Rock cleanly, who would have thought that was possibly.... The simple answer is I DID. I believed and I delivered. I don't even get time to celebrate my victory because I get ambushed by Kevin Steen but I turn him away like I have done so many times in the past. Kevin Steen just can't get it through his head can he that every time he tries to get me with a cheap shot, it backfires on him and last week was no different. Now we all know that is exactly what happened last week and it wasn't a dream.

No, no what was a dream is I finally got the credit I deserve. I can understand a time when people would just brush off every single victory I got as a Fluke, as a lucky victory, as a mistake in the printing, I understand that. I mean look at me, who would be bad enough to lose to a man who is under 200 pounds dripping wet but I went out of my way to prove everyone wrong. I kept fighting and I lost blood, I lost sweat, I lost tears, I lost fingernails crawling my way up trying to get people to take me seriously but it never happened. Quite honestly, there were a few times when I had no argument. I was believing everything that was said to me. I wasn't good enough, I wouldn't make it, I couldn't climb any higher. I brought in to all of those things and I was alone, thinking over and over again were they right. As Kevin Steen has said, I took 1 step forward, 3 steps back but the unthinkable happened......... Uncle Spike Dudley managed to win the International Championship and that is when I thought it would all stop. I stop doubting myself, Stacy stopped doubting me, my brothers Devon and Bubba stopped doubting me and you fans never actually doubted me to begin with were finally rewarded with this International Championship.

Spike picks up the title belt that was resting next to him on the chair. He rubs it over with his fist, before placing it over his shoulder.

However, the doubts still exist within this backstage area. Ethan Carter told me to my face that he doesn't think I'm a good champion 2 weeks ago when I was trying to keep his Royal Rumble winner on NXT, speaking of that man, last week he called me a joke and said I bring shame to this title, Goldberg mocked Kevin Steen for losing his title to me and Kevin Steen, well he still claims my win was a fluke. Well boys and girls, I'm going to give you my thoughts on my match at Rebellion, I'm going to do something that's very hard to do, I am going to shut every single person's mouth that has doubted me, I am going to crack egg over every man that believes I don't have what it takes and I'm just a flash in the pan. I'm a fighting champion and after I beat Kevin and send him back down the card, I'm waiting for the next man to step up and try to take this title from me....... and Kevin, if you manage to somehow be watching this, I haven't forgot your little sneak attack attempt on me last week so watch out, I might just make an appearance and enjoy a ringside view on your match against Goldberg. Goldberg, if you are watching this, I beg you, please leave me enough of Steen for him to make it to Rebellion. I'm itching to get my hands dirty and I'm itching to put him down for good myself.

With that, Spike gets up quickly from his chair, walking out of shot as the camera pans to another part of the arena.




[The Scene opens where Jimmy Uso is in the back talking to his Wife Naomi while Cathy Kelly stops him]

Cathy: Pardon me Jimmy. but can I get a few moments of your time before your match at Mania six PPV.


Jimmy: of course Cathy. why not


Kelly: last month on NXT you lost your match to I.C Champion Bobby Roode and then now you will challenge Booby Roode again but this time it will be at Mania six PPV after NXT tonight on UWF So any Suggestions Jimmy.


Jimmy: Well u see Cathy. the reason that I lost my match last month is because they wanted to let Booby Roode win instead of me but that's alright cause when I face him one more time on Wrestle Mania six PPV then you'll be looking at your next Intercontinental Championship at Wrestle Mania next month and when I do beat him that title is coming home with me Cause I don't care if it's Goldberg or my Cousin The Rock to become the next No'1 Contender for Booby Roode's or my I.C title at Wrestle Mania six PPV right after I find his sorry ass tonight on NXT on UWF Network.


Cathy: Jimmy can u even defeat Booby Roode at Wrestle Mania six next month.


Jimmy: if only hows the match gonna turn out cause once I beat him fair n square then he will not become a two time UWF I.C Champion and the International Champion when Spike Dudley whip his Glorious ass at Mania PPV because later on tonight on NXT I'm going to search that wanna be Booby Roode in ask him to meet me in the NXT ring until the Main event with Steen and Goldberg comes out in battle for tonight's Main event on NXT on UWF network.



Cause we're the OOOHH!


Crowd: SOS!



(Jimmy n Naomi leaves when Cathy Kelly Continues talking)


Cathy: there u have it folks cause tonight Jimmy Uso will be at Wrestle Mania six to face the Royal Rumble winner Booby Roode for his Intercontinental Champion on Mania PPV on UWF Live.


Kelly: So we hope that Jimmy can win his match against Booby Roode at Wrestle Mania six PPV when he becomes our new Intercontinental Champion at Mania six PPV after NXT show later on tonight on UWF Network.


[Camera Scene fades when Jimmy n Naomi goes searching for the NXT GM EC3 in ask him what kinda match would it be at Mania six PPV before his match at Wrestle Mania even begins next month]


The crowd are quiet, waiting for something to happen but the silence doesn't last long as fireworks shoot from the ceiling down onto the stage as a familiar theme song plays out of the PA System.

YER, WE'RE COMING DOWN
GET UP, GET UP, GET UP
DROP THE BOMBSHELL.



The crowd rise to their feet as they wait for the appearance of the Former Tag Team Champions. Surely enough, two figures emerge from the back, all dressed up in cameo gear with glasses on their head without the lens Devon runs to one side, doing the usual Devon stuff he does whilst Bubba stays dead center of the stage. Devon walks back to the center joining Bubba. Bubba has his glasses in his hand while Devon takes his off



Tony Chimel: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of 565 pounds, Bubba Ray and Devon, the Dudley Boyz!

Bubba points towards the ring as both Dudleyz start to run towards the ring, ignoring the fans bending over the side rails asking for a high five. They both slide into the ring. Devon slaps his chest whilst looking into the crowd and they wait for their opponents.



As soon as we hear the synths playing, we hear mixed jeers coming from the crowd as we see Blackman walking down the ring in Abyss's old mask post '06, standing next to the actual monster.

Tony Chimel: And their opponents, Steve Blackman and Abyss, The Decay!

They down the ramp together and enter the ring. Blackman takes off his mask and places it on the ring post. Abyss stands in the middle of the ring, not particularly doing anything. The ref tells him to get to his corner but he doesn't listen. The ref knows there's really nothing he can do about it so he just calls for the bell.



VS



DING DING DING


Anyss stands tall in the center of the ring while Blackman heads to the apron. Devon looks to start things off while Bubba waits on the apron. Abyss hasn't moved and so Devon goes right up to him and gets in his face, not backing down from the monster. Abyss doesn't react at all until Devon punches him in the face. Abyss slowly turns his head back to face him and gets an angry scowl on his face. He takes a big swing but Devon ducks under it and comes back with a few chops to the chest. They're not very effective and so Abyss just knees him in the gut and takes him over to his corner where he tags in Blackman.

Steve comes in while Abyss holds Devon and unleashes a flurry of kicks while the big man keeps him in place. The ref finally works up the courage to tell Abyss to get out of the ring and he surprisingly complies. Blackman however is on the attack, hitting a hunched over Devon with a double axe handle to bring him to his knees followed by a straight kick to the face. Devon grabs at his face but Blackman quickly hooks both legs for a cover.



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And Devon kicks out! Blackman doesn't waste any time, kneeling over him and just hammering away with some shots to the face, showing the viciousness that made him a great Hardcore Champion. Devon rolls away to the ropes and the ref forces Blackman to stay back. Blackman listens and backs up but then charges right back at Devon. The former Tag Team Champion manages to lift Blackman up and send him over the ropes but the Dead Prez lands on the apron and gives Devon a stiff forearm to the face for his troubles. Devon retreats to the middle of the ring and Blackman warns Bubba not to step to him. This gives Devon ample time to run over and hit a forearm of his own to knock Blackman off the apron before tagging in his brother Bubba.


Corey Graves: What a cheap shot by Devon Dudley. Isn't he supposed to be a role model?

Tom Phillips: You can't possible think taking advantage of a distracted Blackman wasn't a smart move.

Corey Graves: Do you hear yourself Tom? And people call me a bad guy!


Bubba hops off the apron and picks up Blackman, ramming him shoulder first into the steel steps. Not wanting to give him any time to rest, he chucks Blackman back into the ring and follows him in. He patiently waits with his hands on his knees for Blackman to get up, sliding behind him and setting up for the Bubba Bomb! Blackman knows this however and manages to keep his arms down and elbows Bubba in the side of the head. Bubba comes back with a big chop that can be heard all throughout the arena! Blackman holds his chest before hitting a chop of his own. It doesn't effect Bubba much because of his attire so he tells Blackman to try again. Blackman instead hits a karate chop to the throat, sending Bubba walking away. bending over, coughing and choking. Blackman hits the ropes and comes back with a scissor kick to the back of the head! He flips Bubba over and goes for a cover!



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This time Bubba kicks out! The Dead Prez is feeling it, wasting no time in picking Bubba back up and setting for a brainbuster. Bubba is slightly too large for him to lift though so he decides to hit a DDT instead. He then walks over to Abyss and tags him in. After a brief conversation, Blackman sets Bubba up for a brainbuster again, this Time Abyss doing the brunt of the work to pick Bubba straight up until Blackman drops him square on his head! He heads out to the apron while Abyss now goes for the cover.



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And now Devon breaks up the count at 2! Devon doesn't stop though, continuing to stomp on Abyss who slowly powers through it and gets back to his feet. Devon is still attacking him but Abyss grabs his throat and signals for a chokeslam. Devon kicks him in the gut to get free, then running back into the ropes but coming back into a big boot from Abyss. Wanting to do more damage, he picks Devon up and places him onto his shoulders. It looks as if he might go for the Shock Drop but Bubba ends up kicking him in the gut allowing Devon to get free. They both back him into the ropes and shoot him off. Abyss comes back right into a 3D!


Tom Phillips: 3D! And this one could be over!

Corey Graves: I wouldn't speak so fast Tom, looks like the monster is getting back up!


Indeed he is. Blackman is on the apron laughing while Devon and Bubba look at one another in shock. Devon spins his finger in a circle and signals that they'll do it again. Abyss lumbers back to his feet but gets shoved into the ropes again, coming back into yet another 3D! Devon stands in front of Blackman but Steve doesn't even move, allowing Abyss to take the pin, just staring a hole into Devon.


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Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, The Dudley Boyz!





Abyss rolls out of the ring as Blackman just hops down off the apron. Despite what just happened, they walk to the back together while the Dudleyz pose in the ring after yet another successful victory, solidifying them back in the tag team division.


Fading in from the black, we're taken backstage where we see both members of TM-61; Nick Miller and Shane Thorne. It's apparent as ever that they want to get a few things out of the way, as Nick Miller begins to speak--



Nick Miller: "The time is now; it's time to retaliate. It's time to take back, what should've been ours at Takeover. We aren't the Bucks, where we play pretend and imagine that we have the belts -- because, lets face it, we don't. We don't have the belts, but with God as my witness, we will real soon. Take the hint, everybody. Things are changing in NXT, and I'm not talking about the Union forming. I'm not talking about Blackman joining Decay. I'm not talking about Spike Dudley pulling off another miracle. I'm not talking about Bobby Roode winning Royal Rumble. I'm not talking about Dolph Ziggler getting indefinitely suspended. No, I'm talking about TM-61, Shane Thorne and Nick Miller, cementing their legacy, as, without a shadow of a doubt, the greatest tag team on planet Earth."

Shane Thorne: "We made a promise to all of you. To the baby in the crib. To the kid at school. To the disgruntled man at work. To the old-timer in the retirement home. We made a promise, an oath, to every single one of you, that we would become your UWF Tag Team Champions. We intend to keep that promise, and we're quite confident we will."

Shane Thorne: "But, with confidence, comes responsibility. As it stands, we take responsibility for the Wyatt Family still existing in the first place. Last week, we preached to every single one of you, that we were the AntiWyatts. That we were the Antithesis. That we were the venom in their blood. And, with God as my witness, we will without a doubt prove -- that we are better than them."

Nick Miller: "Next, we have the Bucks. In just three days, there's a mathematical likelihood that we might lose those belts. But, we aren't statistically-inclined people. They've taken their shots at us, they've dealt their superkicks against us, they've made fun of our accents, and they've even got the stupidity to discriminate against where we're from. They've done all of these things, they've made all these jokes, but do, talk, or joke all they like, they won't take the belts from us. Not on Sunday. Not ever. But, at Sunday, these little games that the Bucks play, they will end. The jokes will be over. The comedy act will come to a halt, as TM-61, conquers the Young Bucks, once again."

The scene fades to black.


Bray Wyatt: Tonight, my brothers, is about defense. But remember, you're defending more than those Unified Tag Team Championships, far more. You're also defending your birthright as Sister Abigail's children, you're defending your honor and your namesake, you're defending something TM-61 can't comprehend the true value of. In their hands, the Tag Team Championships become finite garbage but in your hands they are invaluable treasures with limitless potential. We've accomplished so much by having these titles, and there's much more to accomplish so no matter what you do, do not fail in your conquest to keep them.

And then we can focus on eradicating Decay this Sunday at Rebellion. But for now, all of our focus must be on TM-61. Shane and Nick, you see tonight as the night you etch your legacies into history, but tonight is merely the next chapter of our success and the next chapter of your failure. Because as I've stated before, you're no match for The Wyatt Family.



GLORIOUS
NO I WON'T GIVE IN
I WON'T GIVE IN
'TIL I'M VICTORIOUS
AND I WILL DEFEND
I WILL DEFEND!

As Glorious Domination hits the system, we see Bobby Roode in the entrance. He poses down briefly in the entrance. This time he directly walks down the ramp and enters the ring. Roode has a bandage on his head because of the attack of Dolph Ziggler last week. Roode gets the microphone.




So this is how NXT treats me? This is how this brand treats to it's most important, most worthy asset? No, not an asset. I am not a tool, not an object that you can use and throw away. No way. I am not like any past superstar. I am unique. What you see right now is the one and only Bobby Roode. There will be no one like me. Not even one man will remind me to you. Not even a bit! I am unique! I am a gift to NXT! I am the light at the end of the tunnel, I am the candle that is in the night. I am the road sign you see when you are lost. I am what you need in desperation. Hope. Now of course you people won't be like me, don't be sad, no one will be like me. But those who follow me will end up in a better life for sure. I can lead all of you to a much better life. I offer you that. All you need to do is co-operate. All you need to do is accept the facts that comes out of my mouth. But what do you do instead of that? You boo me. You cheer for that coward asshole Dolph Ziggler who attacks me out of nowhere! Actually you cheer for anyone but me... Not that I need your cheers. Since day one, all you did was booing me and look at me! I got the Intercontinental Title! I have won the Royal Rumble and I'm on my way to Wrestlemania! Both Warzone and NXT is coming after me to make sure that I end up in their brand. They need me as their champion. They need me! You people need me! And I... I don't need anyone!

Roode lowers his mic as crowd booes him.

But since EC3 is a moron, he can't do what is required. I mean this is how you treat your Wrestlemania main eventer? Really? Really Ethan? Now we all know how you treated me before the Rumble. This is the 92th day of Bobby Roode's Intercontinental Title reign, the reign which will never end by the way. How did this reign started? Did this Glorious reign started because of your great management and judging skills? Hell no! This reign started because you were away on a vacation and thank god for that because from that day I had chance to prove my worth and quality to everyone! Since that day I upset all of you because I do nothing but succeed since that day! EC3 detained me with a non-wrestler like Charles Robinson, a guy who is completely no-one: Johnny Gargano, a washed up has been that I send back to retirement home: Hulk Hogan. He detained me and when he was gone, I had the opportunity to fight for this title. And what did I do? I proved that all Kurt Angle did in my return match here in UWF was nothing but a fluke! And since that day, I successfully retained my title. And I went on to win the Royal Rumble. Pretty impressive right? But not to EC3 as it seems!

Roode is full of anger as we can clearly see that from his face.

Because you do not treat me as I deserve! You do not treat me as the star of this show, which I definitely am! Who is the star? The International Champion Spike Dudley? Come on! Or worse, the man who lost to him, that dominant guy you all claimed: the guy that I broke the back of as I put him through the table, Kevin Steen! Or Kurt Angle? Dolph Ziggler? Who is the star huh? Let me answer that for you Ethan, I am the star! I am the Intercontinental Champion! I am the one who outlasted all those 29 other man in the Royal Rumble! I am the man who will go Wrestlemania as the Intercontinental Champion and I am the man who will leave Wrestlemania as Interco-National Champion! That is my destiny and as I said all participants of that Rumble, nobody can stop this from happening! Except... You! Yeah, you! Because last week you made me mad. The week before that you made me mad again. I was here to celebrate my GLORIOUS victory in the Royal Rumble but what did happen? That little creature Spike Dudley interrupted me and you didn't do anything about it! Kevin Steen came over and I was sick of that! I couldn't celebrate my victory while that little insect Spike Dudley celebrated his overrated victory earlier that night! So where is my spotlight huh Ethan? Where is it?! Where is the attention, the spotlight I rightfully deserve?!

Roode tries to calm down but he is pissed off.

Let's forget about all of that because you can't even provide the safe working enviroment around here. What was the all mass that took place last week huh? Where were you? You let Spud run this show? You are a disgrace. Actually, I am calling out the board to take care of this thing because NXT is out of control. EC3 couldn't manage this place and he needs to be gone! I can start a petition for that. Wait, why bother? I can take my title and leave this goddamn place and win the Universal Title in Warzone! I can do that. I have that right as the winner of Royal Rumble. If I leave, what would you do huh Ethan? Who would replace me? Like it or not, I am the star and you know it. You just can't act like it because that hurts your ego. Because I was not your project. You tried to deny me, you tried to ignore me but I was so huge that there was no way you couldn't see me. You did not see me as the star that I am but here I am, standing as THE STAR of this show! And you couldn't protect the star of this show! Hell, you couldn't even protect an announcer! Even the guy you appointed in your absence was attacked by that sick Dolph Ziggler! He is so mad because of all his losses, he attacks everyone left and right! Now you did a good job as you suspended him. I'll give your credit. But that's not enough. See that bandage, there is a wound that resulted from a cowardly attack, which is your fault of course. So you want me to stay? You want me to stay in NXT and beat Spike Dudley or Kevin Steen. You want prestige to that International Title? You want to keep your Intercontinental Title here on NXT? Then you better do something about it because right now all I have in mind is my safety. Let alone the success, I am worried as this place is full of mad people. I think it is because that the person who is in charge is mad. A man of reason like me is too much for this place. I won't waste my time with talking anymore. Let's get to the case. You want me to stay? Then get your ass out here and apologize! And if you don't come... I have the Warzone contract waiting for me in my locker room.

Roode lowers his mic and he looks at the entrance as he waits for EC3 to come.


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The General Manager of NXT steps out from the back. He walks down the ramp as the crowd gives off a negative reaction. He already has a mic in hand and climbs up the steel steps. He gets into the ring and looks right at bobby before beginning to speak.

EC3: You're right. What happened last week was something that should never have happened. If I was here, it wouldn't have happened but you did threaten to leave NXT and so I had to go and make arrangements for a backup plan for Wrestlemania. I'm not saying it's your fault, that blame falls solely on Spud. So I want to apologize for everything wrong you feel I've done.

So... Is that it Ethan? Is that it? A simple apology? An apology that clearly does not come from the bottom of your heart... You think that is enough to keep me here in NXT? Once again you are doing the same mistake. You are not treating me right and that makes me mad! Look around you Ethan, these people may hate me but their eyes, their ears are all on me because I am the man in this show! I am the main event, the main attraction! If NXT has sold out every single arena in the last six months, the reason is me, nothing else! Not Kevin Steen's reign, not The Young Bucks, not Wyatts, not CM Punk, Kurt Angle, Dolph Ziggler... No one but me! I am the sole reason that NXT has dominated Warzone over ratings! I am the only reason that NXT stars get paid! Look at all the stats about economics of this brand! Merchandise sales, I am number one! Surveys, media appearances, I am number one! I am the top guy without a doubt and this is how you treat me? This is how your last stand is to make me stay in NXT? Ethan, stop your ego getting in your way because that makes you look like a fool! And if I leave... You will become one!

Roode looks at Ethan. So what you have to do is to do more. That is not enough. I am still not convinced to stay here in NXT. Why should I be? As I said, I don't get the treatment that I deserve and moreover, there are no safe working enviroment. I mean you can fire Dolph Ziggler. Or anyone that steps over that line! I demand it! Actually if you do that, I'd be helping you to do a great business move. So I am not interfering because you have to do that on your own. Because in that six months the only thing that I learned about your management is that you should not be in that position. You just can't manage. Maybe you are a huge name for this show. I get that. Maybe you were the man once upon a time. Maybe these fans get happy to see you. But do we superstars? Do we superstars like to see you in a suit, trying to rule NXT in a unsuccessfull way? We don't like it. Because the decisions you take is impartial, unbiased. You either favor those guys that you like or you let your ego get in your way. Let me give you an advice Ethan, if you want to be a GM, be impartial. Get rid of all your ideas, thoughts and all of your ego. Because we all, the entire roster should be equal in your eyes. Not me of course because I am the man around here. I am the Intercontinental Champion! And soon, I'll have another title that will go over my other shoulder. But that might be Universal Title as well because...

Roode looks at Ethan as he somekind of threatens Ethan with his departure.

But if you want me to stay here, if you want the ascension of NXT to continue... Than you must do better than that apology. What you can do? I don't know. You can give me some cars, some residents as a gift. No, I don't need that because I already own things like that. So nothing material can work Ethan. Raise, bonus... None of these will work. Let me figure out what you can do for me... Oh... I got an idea. And this idea will help you for sure. This will make you purified from your ego and from your thoughts. You will thank me later on as this will make you nothing but a better GM! Not only I will save NXT, I will save your career as a GM as well! You know what I want Ethan? [Roode gets serious directly] I want you to get down on your knees. Right. NOW!

Crowd booes Roode as Ethan is surprised.

What are you waiting for? You heard me right. This is not a joke. I am not kidding. I want you to get down on your knees. Get down on your knees and beg me to stay in your promotion! Get down on your knees Ethan! What happened? Did I made you mad? Will that belittle you? Will that hurt your ego? Great! Because that's what I want. I want you to understand that you are not a star anymore. Despite doing what you want to do, you have limits. You are not important! You are not that glorified man anymore! You are not the main attraction and right now, you are in the ring with the main attraction! So if you want to keep it, get down on your knees! This is what you are! A GM! A man who must do whatever it takes to keep the talent in the roster! And I want you to get down on your knees and beg! And apologize for all the things you did to me! Matches with Charles Robinson-Johnny Gargano-Hulk Hogan-That stupid four way matches, not getting the spotlight I deserve after my Royal Rumble victory... And the thing that happened last week. I have never begged you for a chance, hell I have never asked for one because I knew that I could do that on my own. And can you make me stay on my own? YOU CAN'T! So there is only one option for me and that is getting down on your knees and begging, apologising! Do that Ethan! Or else... I will go to Warzone and leave NXT to a slow death! Because everybody knows that this brand will die without me! I was the soul, the breath of this brand since the day I arrived! And if you want NXT to live, if you want to keep your job... Do the right thing for once and get down. ON. YOUR. KNEES!

Roode stops as he waits for EC3 to get down on his knees.

You know what... I got a better idea! I will make you a member. But not a member of the Bullet Club, not a member of a golf club... I will make you a, no THE member of KISS MY ASS CLUB!

Roode smiles.

Not... I got a better idea. As of now you are a member of "Suck My D*ck Club" because I am out! I am no more with NXT! I am moving to Warzone and I'm taking this title away with me!

Roode drops the mic and he laughs at EC3.


Tom Phillips: Bobby Roode is going to Warzone!

Corey Graves: What a traitor! I never liked him!

Tom Phillips: You've been singing his praises since he's come here.

Corey Graves: Shut up Tom!


Bobby looks as if he's about to leave the ring but EC3 grabs him by the arm to stop him. Bobby looks down at his arm and back at EC3, Ethan letting go and lifting the mic to speak again

EC3: Wait Bobby, you don't want to do this.

Before Bobby can react, the crowd buzzes when Dolph Ziggler ends up coming out of the crowd and attacks Roode from behind! EC3 backs away at Dolph hammers away at Roode, still perhaps angry about how the Royal Rumble ended. EC3 motions for security to come out but no one comes. Dolph just continues to hammer away at Roode until EC3 pulls him off. Ziggler gets in his face and threatens him while Roode is getting up. He runs to attack Ziggler from behind but Dolph ducks and Roode clotheslines EC3! Bobby turns around and eats a superkick to the jaw, followed by the Zig Zag! Now security makes it's way down and gets into the ring. Dolph fights them off but the sheer numbers take over and they start to drag Ziggler to the back.


Tom Phillips: Dolph Ziggler being dragged away by security!

Corey Graves: Could this night get anymore chaotic!?


EC3 stands back up and grabs the mic.

EC3: You know what, Dolph had the right idea. if you want to be an idiot and leave, leave! Roman Reigns, Daniel Bryan, Matt Hardy, they all left. Just look at them now. Look how much NXT had flourished without them. You may have won the Royal Rumble but so did The Miz, Dean Ambrose, Great Khali, Ryback and Chris Jericho. Where are they now? Enjoy your 15 minutes Bobby because the truth is you're not good enough for NXT! You're not even good enough for the Intercontinental Championship. As a matter of fact, the first person to come out here will get an Intercontinental title match right now!


Tom Phillips: What! We're going to have an Intercontinental title match right now?

Corey Graves: Oh yeah, who's going to come out and take advantage! I can't wait!





Tom Phillips: Oh yeah!

Corey Graves: Oh no!


Jimmy Uso comes smiles down the ramp full of energy.

EC3: No no no, someone else. Literally anyone else. Security, come and get Jimmy.

The crowd boos heavily and security makes their way back out. Roode however is getting up and spits at EC3. This infuriates the GM and he grabs Roode and hits him with the Headlock Driver! He picks the mic back up and quickly yells out.

EC3: You know what, let Jimmy come down here! You deserve to lose to Jimmy Uso!

Jimmy happily comes down the ramp and slides into the ring. A referee comes running out from the back and EC3 exits the ring and tells them to start the match.


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Roode is a bit loopy but ready to fight.Jimmy runs at him and goes for a stinger splash in the corner but Roode moves out of the way, Jimmy hitting the turnbuckles face first. Roode ends up clotheslining him in the corner and irish whipping him to the other corner. He runs at Jimmy but Jimmy hits him with a superkick to the jaw! Roode falls flat on his back and Jimmy heads up to the top rope. It isn't long before he leaps through the air and connects with the Samoan Splash! He hooks Roode's leg for the pin.


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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner and NEW Intercontinental Champion, Jimmy Uso!



Jimmy runs into the crowd and celebrates, the crowd fully behind him for getting the title off of Roode. EC3 motions for security again and they come and take Roode away. EC3 quickly leaves, not wanting any part of a Jimmy Uso celebration and the scene fades out.



The titantron switches from the UWF NXT graphic to a live feed from backstage, where Renee Young is standing by.



Young: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guests at this time - Kevin Steen and The Young Bucks - The Union.

"Mr. Wrestling" walks into the shot with the Jackson brothers in tow. Kevin looks pissed, and even the ordinarily jovial Bucks are a sporting serious demeanors.

Young: Thanks for join -

Steen: No. Don't talk. This isn't going to be an interview. This is going to be a statement. A message.

Last week we were cut off. We had screen time and it went to static and color bars because somebody in the truck didn't like what we had to say. I don't know who made that call, and I don't care. It's just one more example of the institutional failure that's become the status quo for NXT.

I mean, look at what's happened lately. Ethan Carter not only let his roster run this place for a month - a mistake with such negative repercussions that it's still being felt here - but put his idiot nephew or cousin or whatever the hell Spud is in charge. We've got commentators getting beat up. We've got run-ins and attacks and guys getting suspended and Carter thinks that what, he can just ignore this or book it all away?

No. It's turning into a god damn wild west wasteland and that's because the man in charge doesn't know how to fix a problem he can't just throw his money at.



Steen shakes his head, as disappointed as he is disgusted.

Well, we're fed up. We're taking the power. Rebellion is just around the corner and honestly, I can't think of a more appropriate name for a show. The Bucks are gonna take their place at the top of the tag team division again when they remind TM61 why they were the kings of NXT for a year. And I'm going to expose Spike Dudley. I'm gonna show that little freak exactly what happens when your whole game plan relies on being lucky all the time.

But before any of that, I'm gonna step into that ring and beat the hell out of Bill Goldberg, cause it's gonna make me feel good, and because it's my job, and because before I kick Spike's ass, I want to remind him what I can do to guys that are twice his size.

Once that's all said and done and I'm the International Champion, we're going to do everything in our power to make sure Wrestlemania is the event it should be. The Union is going to save NXT from itself. Just wait and see.

Steen and The Young Bucks storm off, blowing past Young and knocking over the camera as they go. The screen cuts out and NXT continues elsewhere.


Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the UWF Tag Team Championships. Introducing first…




The slithering, seductive riffs of Wolfmother's hit track, "Joker and The Thief", hit the speakers, and it has just about every fan in attendance up on their feet and cheering. From each side of the inner-entrance, emerges TM-61 from behind each of the curtains, where they take to each side of the entrance, invigorating the audience with their energy.



Until, they take it back in, shaking each others hand, and then make their way down to ringside. They high-five and shake a few of the stray hands from the ringside audience members, as they seat themselves on the apron, side-by-side, facing the entrance, as their music comes to a lull.

Tony Chimel: Introducing the challengers. Nick Miller and Shane Throne. TM-61!




A solitary lantern emerges from behind the curtain, floating toward the ramp with Bray Wyatt's face lurking in the shadows just behind it. The lantern is accompanied by thousands of fireflies swaying in the stands. Wyatt descends the ramp with slow, deliberate steps, the Tag Team Champions Luke Harper and Erick Rowan behind him, they climb the ring steps, then Wyatt blows out the lantern as the house lights come back up. The Eater of Worlds then sits in a rocking chair, and prepares for the match as the official performs his final checks and then calls for the bell.

Tony Chimel: And their opponents, they are the reigning and defending UWF Tag Team Champions, Luke Harper and Erick Rowan, the Wyatt Family.



VS



Ding Ding Ding


The Tag Team Championships are on the line as it looks like Nick Miller and Luke Harper are going to start the match out for their respective teams. Miller doesn’t waste anytime as he looks to take advantage immediately of the huge opportunity he and Shane are getting here tonight. He unloads on Harper with big right hands attempting to get the early advantage. However that is cut short quickly by the Champion, as Harper lashes out and connects with a knee to the gut that takes the air right out of Miller. Harper then throws Miller into the nearest corner before charging and connecting with a body avalanche that crushes the challenger. The fans boo as Harper picks up Miller and tags in his partner Rowan. Rowan comes in and both Wyatt members throw him off the ropes. Miller comes back and gets hit with a big boot from both Harper and Rowen. Things are not going smoothly here in the early going for the challengers as Rowan and Harper hold up their arms high in the air.

Graves: The Challengers not looking so great here in the early going as the Wyatt Clan quickly going to their power advantage over the much smaller TM-61!

Phillips: Things might not be going well for the challengers here, but it is still early and I wouldn’t sleep on the tremendous talent that is Thorne and Miller.


Harper takes his place on the apron as Rowen heads over and mocks Thorne, forcing the young gun to attempt to enter the ring. The official stops him, and with the official’s back turned Harper grabs Miller as he is attempting to get to his feet and holds him. Rowan heads over and begins unleashing brutal right hands to Miller finishing with a knife edge chop with enough force to attempt to rip the skin off of Miller’s chest. Thorne backs off so the official can get back to do his job but it may already be too late as Bray watches with a smile. Rowen takes Miller and throws him into the corner. Miller bounces out of the corner from the impact right into a spin kick that shouldn’t be legal for a man the size of Rowen. Miller hits the mat hard and Rowen goes for the cover.

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Phillips: Miller has looked like nothing less than a rag doll here so far, Thorne had to come in and break up that attempt clearly not sure his partner would kick out.

Graves: This is why I never wanted to be involved in a tag team. I didn’t trust anyone to hold up their end and Thorne isn’t getting that from his partner tonight.

The Wyatt’s are tough foes for anyone, as TM-61 is learning the hard way as Shane can do nothing but watch as Rowen picks up Thorne’s partner and plants him to the mat with a big scoop slam! Rowen hits the ropes and looks to drop a running elbow, but as he leaps into the air and comes down he hits nothing but mat as Miller has managed to move out of the way. Miller gets to his feet and is a bit wobbly but goes on the offensive, hitting the ropes and coming back, catching Rowen in his ugly red beard with a forearm smash. The impact doesn’t knock Harper down but stuns him enough that Miller is able to send him sailing into the corner. Thorne wants the tag but Miller is too locked in the heat of the moment and charges Rowen in the corner and connects with a corner clothesline. Miller is fired up as Rowen comes out of the corner. Miller grabs him and sends him shooting off the ropes, only for Rowen to come back and drop Miller to the mat hard with a shoulder block.

Graves: What on earth was Nick Miller doing there? He should have made the tag when he had the chance.

Phillips: I believe Miller got lost in the moment, which can happen and has happened to even you in your career Corey.

Thorne can’t watch as Miller gets to his feet and Rowen tears him in half with a clothesline. Miller flips in the air coming down on his stomach and the crowd boo loudly as Rowen has looked to cement the Wyatt’s reclaiming the Tag Titles here tonight. Rowen drops down for the cover on Miller.

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Graves: How on earth did Nick Miller manage to kick out there. I thought the Wyatt’s had the belts for sure.

Phillips: As I said earlier Corey, don’t count out Miller and Thorne until the bell rings.


Rowan gets up and he picks up Miller looking like he wants to end this match, right here and right now. He wraps his hand around Miller’s throat looking to chokeslam the challenger’s chances of winning the Tag Gold to 0. However Miller manages to reach out and rake the eyes of Rowen out of simple desperation. Rowen lets go and staggers in the ring. Long enough for Miller to recuperate enough and sends Rowen crashing to the mat with a lifting spinebuster. The crowd goes wild, but Miller is exhausted and he falls hard onto his back. The crowd rise to their feet, no one more excited then Thorne who stands on the apron screaming for his partner to make it to him with the tag.

Graves: Alright I’ll admit, Nick Miller is impressing me here tonight, taking that beating and still managing to get big boy Rowen up for a spinebuster like that, no easy feat.

Phillips: More importantly it gives TM-61 the opportunity to make the tag and change the whole complexion of this match up.

The crowd are cheering wildly hoping for Miller to come to life and make the Hot Tag. Miller does come to life a moment after Rowen begins making the crawl towards his corner. Miller picks up speed, as Rowen has to cross the entire ring to get to his corner. There is no way Rowen is going to get to Harper first, and so Harper takes matters into his own hands. Harper enters the ring and charges the opponent’s corner, catching Throne with a body avalanche that knocks him off the apron. The crowd boo loudly as Harper picks up Miller and despite the official yelling at him at the entire time shouts for Rowen to get over here. Rowen does and the two Wyatt Family Members set Miller up for their finishing Tag Maneuver, The Way!

Graves:Everything I said about Miller, forget it! Good night TM-61 thanks for coming!

As Rowen and Harper set it up… The Lights go out!


Phillips: Wait what on earth is this? The lights went out? Could this be the work of the Decay?


The lights come back on and both Rowen and Harper are looking around ready to fight but there is NO one in the ring with them. Rowen and Harper are completely dumbfounded as Bray on the outside looks up the ramp waiting for an enemy that isn’t coming. Rowen turns towards the entrance to look, and as he does Thorne slides into the ring and goes after Harper, returning the favor by clotheslining the big man over the top rope and to the floor. Thorne turns and sees Miller standing there and they both nod their head in agreement. Rowen sees both members behind him and turns, right into Thunder Valley from the Challengers. The place explodes into cheers.


Phillips:Thunder Valley! Are we seeing new Tag Team Champions here!


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HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS AND THE NEW UWF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: NICK MILLER AND SHANE THORNE TM-61


Graves: Oh come on! You’ve got to be kidding me! TM-61 just stole the tag team titles.

Phillips: TM-61 owes a huge thanks to the Decay for turning out the lights, but you also have to give it to their resiliency especially that of Nick Miller, which saved them and got them to the moment to take advantage and walk out the new Tag Team Champions.

Miller and Thorne are handed the championships and hold them up before having to bail as Harper and Bray come sliding into the ring enraged. Bray kicks the bottom rope as Thorne and Miller hug and celebrate their huge Tag Team victory as UWF NXT heads elsewhere.


Click, we're back live here on NXT after a short commercial break. We suddenly go full screen after the lights in the venue go out. We see a clip of none other than Prince Devitt from ICW wrestling on the independent circuit. On the lower left part of the screen it reads 'COURTESY OF ICW WRESTLING'



He's currently sporting a Joker-like outfit before that clip slowly fades off. We open to see none other than Finn Balor sitting in a black room with a black suit on. His stare as icy cold as we could ever imagine. His words come out with chill enough to leave you with goosebumps...

"Time passes 'fer all men. Allowing things ta sit and manifest inside of you, growing stronger and stronger.."

The clip suddenly changes to a video of Prince Devitt doing an over the top rope dive in New Japan. It fades back to Balor sitting in the wooden chair in that black room.

"They say that time heals all wounds.. But for those that don't have any? It awakens somethin' deep inside of them that they never thought was there."



The video then radically changes to a clip of Prince Devitt in New Japan wearing his signature body paint, making his way to the ring. The lights in this video, however look more ominous than the original video from New Japan. It shows something dark is at work here..

"There's a monster inside all of us, hiding in tha darkest corners.. just waiting to be let from tha cage and unleashed on tha ones hidin' from the beast inside.."

Balor quickly is shifted into something dark as a ring of black gathers at his feet. He stands up and begins to walk off of camera as he keeps shifting back and forth from his normal self to something more sadistic and evil until finally disappearing out of frame. Then as the screen fades to black only his voice can be heard once again.

"Tha demon.. is comin'.."

Then on the screen the following words are the last thing we see as we fade into the very next segment on NXT. Leaving the entire roster, firmly put on notice..

"FINN BALOR IS COMING TO NXT"
3.15.17


VS


As Goldberg's dressing room door swings open, suddenly Kevin Steen enters the shot as he delivers a hard right to the bridge of Goldberg's nose. He grabs "Da Man" by the back of the head and drives him face first into the door before throwing him to the ground and delivering a stomp to the abdomen as Goldberg goes to sit up. He grabs Goldberg's ankle and drags him out into the hallway before lifting the ankle and slamming it against the ground, following up with a few stomps on it. Goldberg grabs Steen by the waistband and throws a punch with his other hand, connecting with the stomach but this just angers Steen as he headbutts Goldberg and throws him to the ground. Goldberg manages to get to a vertical base this time as he connects with a thumb to the eye and throws Kevin into the dressing room door. As Steen bounces off of it, Goldberg sizes him up quickly and delivers a spear as the door comes off the hinges!

Tom Philips: Oh my goodness!

Corey Graves: Looks like we've got ourselves a Falls Count Anywhere match!

Goldberg is up first as he grabs a prone Steen by the ankles and drags him back into the hallway. Steen gets one of his legs free and kicks at Goldberg but Goldberg swats his leg away and delivers an elbow drop to the inner thigh. Steen sits up holding his thigh as Goldberg delivers an elbow to the top of the head before pushing Steen to the ground. Goldberg goes to follow up but suddenly Nick Jackson leaps onto his back and tries to choke him out. As this goes on, Matt Jackson goes for a superkick but Goldberg reaches back and grabs Nick, throwing him over his shoulder into harm's way so that he's the one that eats the superkick. As Matt looks horrified at what's gone down, Goldberg delivers a stiff kick to the jaw, sending one half of the Young Bucks to the ground with his brother and Union stablemate.

As Goldberg looks at the damage that's been done, Steen hits him with a clubbing double axe handle to the upper back as Goldberg staggers forward. As he does, Steen takes off running and grabs him by the back of the head, bulldogging him face first into the concrete floor. "See you in the ring, GoldBITCH!" shouts Steen but "Da Man" isn't finished yet as he pushes himself up with his arms and throws an elbow backward catching Steen in the mouth. Goldberg turns to face him and grabs him by the ears yelling, "What'd you say, boy?" before throwing him through the air into the far wall. Steen hits the wall and goes sliding down it to the ground as Goldberg smiles about it. Goldberg now grabs Steen by the back of the waistband and the back of the neck and hoists him up to about his abdomen before hurling him forward through the air as Steen hits the ground hard.

Goldberg stomps after Steen as the former International Champion is getting to his feet and throws a punch but Steen blocks it and headbutts Goldberg right between the eyes and the bridge of the nose. Dazed, Goldberg is left wide open for the incoming strikes that Steen lays into him, only a second between each one as he alternates hands with each punch thrown. Goldberg staggers backward as the punches cease then shakes it off and goes for a spear but Steen lands a high knee and reverses the situation into a piledriver onto the hard concrete!

Tom Philips: What's gonna be left of these two by the time they get to the ring?

Corey Graves: They're both resilient, Tom, so even though both men have taken some rough hits they've still got plenty left in the tank to tear each other apart.

Steen grabs Goldberg and starts dragging him toward the gorilla position, first along the ground but then hoists him up and grips him around the waist so that only his feet are dragging the ground. Goldberg comes to while this is going on and brings his arms in quickly, hitting Steen in both ears with his biceps as Steen puts him back on his feet. Goldberg grabs Steen around the waist and hurls him overhead with a belly-to-belly suplex now as Steen hits head first on the concrete floor. Goldberg starts heading out to the stage and as he does, his music starts up but that proves to work against him as Steen runs up behind him and connects with a low blow. As Goldberg winces in pain, Steen leads him over to where his pyrotechnics are going off and holds him there, making certain to hold one of his eyes open by the lids so that the pyro is spraying directly into it.

Steen lets go after the pyro dies down as Goldberg is clutching at his affected eye, which we can now see is the right, swinging wildly with his other hand, no doubt in hopes of hitting Kevin. Steen is laughing hysterically as he boots Goldberg in the stomach and hoists him up, delivering a piledriver on the top of the stage. The fans are booing but Steen doesn't care as he grabs Goldberg by the ankles and starts dragging him down the ramp, still laughing as he does it. When they arrive at the bottom of the ramp, Steen pulls Goldberg to a vertical base and irish whips him into the steel steps as the steps explode apart upon impact. Goldberg is laying there pushing himself up with his arms but looks helpless as he continues to clutch at his damaged eye.

Tom Philips: How is Goldberg going to keep fighting with only one good eye? I know you said they're both resilient but is resiliency enough to overcome an injury like that?

Corey Graves: I honestly am wondering the same thing, Tom. And remember, this thing hasn't officially gotten underway yet.

Goldberg gets to a vertical base as he has his right hand over his right eye and is scanning his surroundings for Steen. As he turns around, he sees the former International Champion as Steen is leaping up towards him and connects with a dropkick to the chest and lower abdomen as Goldberg is sent staggering quickly into the crowd barricade. Steen gets up and sees a prone Goldberg as he creates some distance and then takes off running, going for the Cannonball but Goldberg leaps out of the way and manages to slide into the ring. Steen gets up, angered to have missed the move as he slides into the ring as well, the match bell ringing to signify things are officially a go now.

DING DING!

As Steen stands up, Goldberg, one good eye and all, nearly cuts him in half with a devastating spear as the crowd actually pops. Goldberg covers and hooks the leg as the referee counts.

ONE!


TWO!


THR...NO!

At the last possible second, Steen gets the shoulder up which makes Goldberg none too happy as he stands Steen up but before he can attack, Steen spits in his good eye and then jabs him in it with his thumb as Goldberg is now clutching at both eyes with his hands.

Tom Philips: Well we thought Goldberg was going to pick up the biggest win of his UWF career but instead, he's now completely blinded and at the mercy of the former International Champion!

Corey Graves: A diabolical but clever tactic by Steen.

Steen watches Goldberg writhe in agony for a moment before kicking him square in the groin and watching him collapse to his knees. As Goldberg sits there on his knees, clutching both eyes with his hands and writhing in pain over getting hit in the groin, Steen stands there with arms outstretched, screaming to the crowd. "THIS is 'Da Man'? You've gotta be KIDDING ME!" Kevin yells before delivering a kick to Goldberg's chest that knocks him onto his back. Steen runs into the ropes next and leaps up, delivering a running senton as Goldberg sits up holding his abdomen but Steen kicks him in the chest again, putting him right back down.

Steen puts a foot on Goldberg and poses arrogantly, yelling the question, "WHO'S NEXT?" as the referee counts the pin.

ONE!


TWO!


NO!

Goldberg kicks out powerfully as he gets to his feet. He hits Steen with a hard right as Steen returns the favor with a hard right of his own. Goldberg fires back with another hard right before connecting with a hard left, then delivers a toe kick to the abdomen and headbutts Steen as Steen falls to his knees. Goldberg motions for the Jackhammer as Steen is practically pleading for his life but as Goldberg comes over to where he is, Steen delivers an uppercut to the groin and Goldberg slinks to his knees. Steen gets to a vertical base and stands Goldberg up, irish whipping him into the ropes and when he comes off of them, throws him up into the air and hits him with a Pop-Up Powerbomb. The referee comes over to count.

ONE!


TWO!


THREE!


DING DING DING!

Here is your winner, Kevin Steen!



Steen motions for a microphone and is granted one as he raises it to his mouth.



Steen: Now that I've taken care of the "legend" of Goldberg, there's one more piece of business to get out of the way. Spike Dudley, you have something that belongs to me so why don't you do the right thing and come out here and hand it over.

Spike comes out to no music with the International Championship worn proudly over his shoulder. He approaches the ring and enters it, never taking his eyes off Kevin as Steen charges him and lands a punch, knocking the title off of Spike's shoulder as he backs him into the turnbuckle and starts unloading. Spike slips out of the way after taking a few and the two men have now swapped places as Spike unloads with a few punches before leaping up and connecting with an enziguiri that sends Steen over the ropes to the outside. Steen looks furious and tires to get back into the ring but Spike moves up to the ropes and makes him back away. Steen walks over and kicks the steel steps in frustration before walking backwards up the ramp. Spike picks up the International Championship and raises it over his head as Steen watches on and NXT fades to black.


END OF SHOW


Credits

Promos - Respective TTers

Goldberg vs Steen - Dresden

TM61 vs Wyatt Family - SBS

Everything else - Danny