NXT 4/19/17

[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.



Tom Phillips: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to NXT! I'm Tom Phillips and with me is my broadcast partner, former International Champion, Corey Graves.


Corey Graves: Wrestlemania was a night to remember! Unfortunatley Dolph Ziggler was robbed but we'll get to that later.


Tom Phillips: Ziggler was actually given the night off but the International Champion Spike Dudley however will go one on one with Steve Blackman.


Corey Graves: I hope Steve kicks his head off. We've also got two new debuting wrestlers tonight.


Tom Phillips: As well as your favorite Jimmy Uso in action against Baron Corbin! Plus Bray Wyatt takes on Chris Jericho but first we have a message from our International Champion. Let's get started with NXT!

The energy is raucous and infectious, all the fans are off their chairs as the announcers have done their bit, introducing the show but the noise levels go up a level when fireworks fire down from the roof, exploding on stage with a familiar theme ringing out over the arena.

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



If you thought the crowd was loud before, you would be surprised the crowd could get to another level as the cheers and roars are deafening for the Runt of the Dudley family. He doesn't leave them waiting long as he makes his way onto the stage, the International Championship in his grasp as pauses in the middle. He looks out into the fans going wild as he places his hand on his heart, mouthing "Thank you". He points to the title and then mouths the words "This is for you", as he lifts it high in the air with a massive smile.



He lowers the title, putting it back over his shoulder as he is looking a little ginger as he grabs at his neck. He begins his walk down the ramp, high fiving fans whilst he holds his neck the whole way down the ramp. He slowly slides into the ring, with the fans still behind him 100%. He walks slowly over to the turnbuckle, climbing it as equally slowly as he lifts the title above his head once again for all the fans to see.



He is handed a microphone whilst he is on the turnbuckle before he lowers himself off. He walks to the middle of the ring and looks tearful as the crowd are really behind him. He goes to lift the mic up to his mouth but the fans stop him as a 'You deserve it' chant rings out. Spike looks really emotional now as he puts his hands together and bows his head. The crowd let up as Spike lifts the mic to his mouth.



Spike Dudley: What a night Wrestlemania was.

Spike finishes his first sentence, lowering the mic and getting the crowd off their seats again. He looks around at all the people going wild and nods his head.

It's the biggest night of any wrestlers career. Everyone comes to UWF hoping for two things. Number One. To be the International or Universal Champion and Number Two. To have their very own Wrestlemania moment and luckily for Little Spike Dudley, last night........ last night I killed two birds with one stone and got both. I feel like it's a moment we should relive right now so boys, please roll the tape.

Spike points towards the titantron, it suddenly flashes into life showing the final moments of last nights match.

EMTs and other officials come running down the ramp to check on Spud and whisk him away. EC3 comes down the ramp looking concerned and Steen stares a hole right through him. There is chaos all at ringside but the glance between these two is almost enough to drown it all out until Steen ends up eating a superkick to the back of the head! The force of the hit moves Steen forward into the ropes, slightly bouncing off them back into a Zig Zag! EC3 gets a smile on his face as Dolph rushes for the cover but Spike comes out of nowhere and grabs Dolph from behind and tosses him out of the ring! He quickly jumps on top of Steen for the pin!


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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, and STILL the International Champion, Spike Dudley!




Corey Graves: No!

Tom Phillips: He did it!

Corey Graves: Are you serious! Dolph just did all the work! He's been screwed again! Worst of all by that little runt!

Tom Phillips: He did exactly what Dolph tried to do earlier. This was just the universe righting itself because Spike Dudley is the face of NXT!


Spike grabs the title that was still in the ring from earlier. Ziggler sits by the barricade with his head in his hands knowing he was so close to winning the title. Confetti comes down from the rafters as Spike climbs the turnbuckles and shows off his International Championship to roars from the crowd with the scene fading away.

The focus switches back to Spike who is watching that with a massive smile on his face. He holds his neck, rubbing it and then grabs his ribs, letting out a little cough.

Wow, I tell you what, that might get me every single time I watch that. It brings back so many memories but I feel I owe you all an explanation. Look, after watching it for about the 300th time since it happened, I have to admit, it wasn't the way Uncle Spike Dudley planned on winning that match. Hey, I'll throw my hands and say, I'm not exactly proud of the way I won....... but I did what I had to do.

You people don't realize this but I was up against two of the greatest superstars NXT has ever had to offer. Your opinion of them as human beings get in the way of your judgement but I can stand here today, if they were out here right now, looking me in the eye. I would tell them just how hard it was for me to walk out of Wrestlemania as your International Champion. I was ready for a fight but they exceeded my expectations. All three guys brought it, we gave everything we had and we put on the main event that NXT deserved.

Now, I guess I must admit. Tonight, I'm not 100%. I'm still sore, I'm still battered and to be quite honest with you all, my energy is pretty low with my neck being particular sore but.... I'm still here in front of you. Kevin Steen and Dolph Ziggler couldn't finish me off at Wrestlemania and they definitely couldn't finish me off in the long term. No matter what was said by them towards me, I was the one that was proven right. I told them, I gave them warning after warning not to underestimate me and that I will keep coming no matter what they do to me but they didn't listen.

I would like to address the former International Champion Kevin Steen. Kev, we have had our fights in the past but I respect you as an athlete, maybe one day I might respect you as a man, it's very, very, very, very, very, very, highly unlikely but it might just happen. I have to give you a special shout out. It seems this whole year has just been Kevin Steen vs Uncle Spike Dudley. You have beat me senseless, you have shorted my career, maybe even my life but you have beat respect into me. Whether EC3 wants to give you another shot at my title or not, well we will have to wait and see but just know, I'm ready to fight whenever you are. I know Spud screwed you last night, I know he took you out of your game and distracted you. Hey, he gave you another excuse but I'm on your side for this one...... although you do know I was just about to kick out of that Package Piledriver don't you?

Spike lets out a wicked grin, with the crowd cheering even louder as before now as they know Spike is giving a slight little dig at Kevin. He smiles as he grabs his neck once again.

Now Dolph, we get to you. It would have been silly of me to put you first wouldn't it? Well you know, because you are always second and all that stick but I have you to thank for my victory. Don't I? If it wasn't for you taking advantage of Kevin's back being turned and hitting him with a Zig Zag. It's not just that though, I need to thank you for being the kind of guy you are. Thank you Dolph, thank you for turning to the dark side recently. It's because of your transformation that I had to do what I did at Wrestlemania before you could get me with the same trick. Boys and Girls, it's never a good thing to steal something like I stole the victory from Dolph at Wrestlemania but I tell you what, it's a great thing that I can stand here, call myself the International Champion and rub it in Dolph's face that I beat him to the punch.

Spike pretends to punch the air, not the smartest idea as he winces in pain at doing this. Spike smiles though as he continues.

The main man whose face I want to rub it in however is our esteemed GM, Ethan Carter the Third. Let me tell you something, I won this International Championship by doing him a favor. The guy wanted a month off so he made a Survivor Series match for people to run NXT. I had no problem with that, hey I actually thought it was a great idea. I won that match and I won myself a Number One Contender's match against the current Money In The Bank Holder Kurt Angle, hey once again, I was happy with that but at The Royal Rumble, I helped Ethan out. I decided to cash in my Number One Contendership and face Kevin at the Royal Rumble. Ethan actually had no ideas what so ever for Kevin so I stood up and I helped him out. You would think he would be grateful, nope not him. He decided I wouldn't make a good champion. He told me this at least three times now. I'm against nearly everything the Union stands for but hey, at times there, I actually brought into what they had to say.

I'm not going the way of The Union though, I know you have a job to do Ethan and you are entitled to your opinion. You thought Dolph Ziggler was the man to take this title from me at Wrestlemania, I proved you made the wrong choice. It's what I do, I prove people wrong and as long as I have a breath in this little body, I will continue to prove you wrong. I make a great champion and in time, you will come around and see that for yourself.

The crowd begin a 'Yes' chant as Spike seems to grow and grow in confidence. He fixes his title belt, cracks his knuckles and nods along with the crowd.

Which brings me to tonight. You probably thought you could get one over on poor Uncle Spike Dudley didn't you? It's okay, I welcome the challenge. Don't think I didn't notice that Dolph Ziggler or Kevin Steen haven't got a match after our battle at Wrestlemania, it hasn't gone over my head and don't think for a second, I don't know why you picked Steve Blackman as my opponent. If he doesn't know what his doing, how in the hell am I suppose to. Steve Blackman is just a hurdle, he is the recent superstar you have picked that will fail you. I am up for the fight, I'll fight until my last breath and that includes whoever you decide deserves the next shot at my International Championship. Whether it be Kurt Angle, Whether it be Dolph Ziggler, whether it be Kevin Steen, whether it be you Aunt Dixie Carter, it doesn't matter to me, I'll continue to punch above my we.......

Spike suddenly gets cut off

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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 heads straight down to the ring and uses the steel steps to get into the ring. He gets handed a mic from a ringside crew member and looks at Spike before raising it to speak.

EC3: Spike Dudley. Who would have ever guessed you'd one day be International Champion. I sure as hell didn't. While I'm not a fan of Kevin Steen's biggest fan, he at least represented NXT with a certain toughness. You? I don't know what you really represent? Heart? Even though I am the heart and soul of NXT so it's kind of redundant but whatever, you proved people wrong. Not necessarily me though. What I saw at Wrestlemania was you steal a victory form the deserving champion.

This elicits a huge negative response for EC3.

EC3: Remember, none of this happens without me. I'm the one who gave you all the shots you've had. I could have easily declined the third rate Dudley's plead to have a match in NXT but I didn't. After you failed in the G1 you could have went back to mediocrity but you didn't because I pulled you back up. You should be thanking me for everything you have. I can see thought that you're just as ungrateful as Kevin Steen is. So with that in mind, I'm out here to announce your opponent at Vengeance is none other than the man you stole that Wrestlemania victory from, Dolph Ziggler.

Another round of boos come from the crowd but that reaction suddenly turned mixed when...



THE UNION

The two-tone guitar riff pierces the air in the sold out arena, interrupting the back-and-forth between the Champion and General Manager. Kevin Steen storms out on to the ramp. The post-Mania crowd shows a bit more reverence for the former-champion than the typical audience, maybe that's because of his independent roots, his unprecedented success the year prior, his strong showing on the "Grandest Stage of 'em All" or even just because that's the kind of thing they do at the kick-off show for the new year in wrestling.

Whatever the reason, Steen actually has some fanfare as he marches down to the squared circle, but he's not paying any attention to it. "Mr. Wrestling" slides into the ring and brushes past the men occupying it to grab a microphone. Once he has it, he calls for his music to cut out before getting right into Spike Dudley's face. Nose-to-nose with the reigning champion, neither man backs down an inch as Steen fiercely proclaims...



Steen: You can' beat me...

The heat from the crowd comes back...

.... But I can't beat you either.

Back to the mixed reaction. Steen maintains some intense eye contact for a moment before taking a few steps back and speaking again.

And I know I won't be able to beat you or take MY International Championship back... at least not until I take care of something else.

Kevin then turns is attention solely towards Ethan Carter, which earns a massive pop from the fans.

You son of a bitch. You just couldn't let me do it, eh? You couldn't sit back and watch me prove that every single god damned word I've said about myself since I got here is true. You couldn't let me prove I'm the best man to have ever wrestled here. You couldn't let me show the world that I AM NXT.

By all rights I'm still the International Champion. For months now you've been tampering with the natural order of things, messing with the integrity of this sport just to knock me off the top. Rich guy like you with all your resources and connections, looks like you've finally succeeded, right? Doesn't matter that every loss I've dropped to Spike is suspicious as hell - you're gonna let your golden boy take the next crack at him. I've dominated the NXT main event since day one but you're not about to share this show with someone you can't control, are ya?

Fine. Have it your way.

I'm done waiting for a court to decide whether our Union has any legal footing. Maybe some day rich men in their fancy suits will decide there's some justice to be done here and our Union will see our demands met, but it's pretty damn clear to me now that I can't wait around for that to happen. I can't compete here - not when you're gonna be sending goons out after me every time I step into the ring to -

Ethan cuts Steen off before he can continue...

EC3: Hey, hold on a second. I don't have the first idea why Spud attacked you, but I can assure you that I've taken care of it. Spud has been suspended indefinitely - with pay - as punishment for his interference -

Now Kevin interrupts...

Steen: I don't care. I just... don't... care. I'm done listening to you talk. I'm done standing back and watching you carry out whatever idea just pops into your head. Your vision for NXT... I don't like it. I don't like you. You should have just got out of my way so I could take this show and that title further than anyone could have ever imagined. But your ego wouldn't let you. I don't know if that's jealousy because you know I'm the better wrestler, or some kind of weird revenge complex because you're bitter about an old rival having some success when you know you'll never be anything close to the guy you used to be... whatever. Like I said, I don't care - but we need to figure this out.



It's time we settled this.

As long as you're the man in charge and I'm the man who wants to change the game, we're not gonna be able to get along. Like they say in the old westerns, "This town ain't big enough for the both of us". It sure isn't. There's only one future for NXT. One vision. My sport, or your circus. We can't have both, and neither one of us is gonna be happy until the other is gone.

The energy among the fans starts to pick up at the prospect of finally seeing the GM and the superstar finally squaring off.

Vengeance. You and me. One-on-one. You get your chance to work out whatever issue you've got with me and embarrass me, even send me packing. And I get my chance to kick your ass so bad that you'll never be my problem again. This needs to end. One way or another, I'm gonna hurt you... but here's me taking the high road and giving you what might be called a fighting chance, and even giving your the opportunity to make a buck off of it. Cause what would be more ironic than that great salesman of "sports entertainment" profiting off his own blood, right?

Kevin cracks half-a-smile when, for the first time in a long time, a KILL STEEN KILL chant starts up around the arena.

To borrow a phrase from our old friend Jimmy...

"So what's it gonna be, Ethan?"

Steen lowers his mic as he looks across the ring at EC3, waiting for an answer to the challenge.

EC3: My answer is... NO. I don't know what you think fighting me is going to do. I haven't wrestled in over a year but trust me, I could still kick your ass any day. The problem is that I didn't take control to book myself into a position of power. I've seen enough of that in my time on Smackdown. I've made NXT into a place where competition truly matters. I could have taken the title off of you at any time but I didn't. Your little Union has no basis. You kept talking about making this sport competitive once again. You wanted competition so I gave it to you. It's not my fault you started crying about it because it was a little too hard. Fandango and I were mistreated but we didn't start a Union. He schemed and gathered all the evidence we had to being mistreated and presented our case and you know what happened? We got Smackdown shut down and gained control of Nitro. That's how much truth was behind our mission. There's a reason why your Union has gained no traction whatsoever.

So the reaffirm my answer, no I will not give you what you want. But if it's competition you want, then I've got a match for you. At Vengeance, you'll go one on one against this man.





Tom Phillips: Oh my God!

Corey Graves: He's back!

Tom Phillips: We haven't seen Dean Ambrose since he last fought Kevin Steen almost a year ago!


Ethan and Spike leave the ring knowing this has nothing to do with them anymore. Steen turns and faces the ramp, waiting for Ambrose to come on down. What he doesn't see behind him though is that EC3 has slid back into the ring with a chair in hand. He goes up behind Kevin and gives him a good whack right across the back! Steen falls to his hands and knees and eats another chair shot to the back. The crowd is booing loudly as it's now known the Ambrose theme was just a trick by Ethan. Steen tries to crawl away but Ethan brings the chair across his back another time, this one stinging so bad that Steen rises up to his knees with pain etched all over his face. EC3 raises the chair high once more and cracks Steen right across the head! The crowd is booing the ever loving fuck out of Ethan but he just has a biggest smile on his face.

Multiple referees and medic come from the back but Ethan tells them to stay out of his ring. They all reluctantly listen as EC3 picks up Steen and grabs him in a headlock before spiking him down with the One Percenter onto the chair! He now walks over and picks up the mic and begins to speak once more.

EC3: You know what, I changed my mind. At Vengeance it'll be you and I, Anything Goes.

Ethan throws the mic at Steen and exits the ring. All the personal at ringside still aren't allowed to enter the ring until Ethan gets to the top of the ramp. He looks down at his handiwork and finally nods and everyone gets into the ring to check on Steen as the scene fades out.




It opens to a "training montage" of some sort, and we see Dead Prez doing his moves onto a dummy with Spike's bloodied face on it. He does some kicks and "love taps" onto it that would make the real Spike blush like a rose petal. Then he notices the camera, waves at it, and cuts a promo.

Dead Prez: G'Day mates, I am in my personal room somewhere that you can't find me, I am doing what I do best. Training and busting me butt off like if it was my last days in this company, although I have a long withstanding career here in NXT, I was...I mean, as Blackman, I was in multitude of matches and only managed to become a triple time Hardcore Champion AND a gazillion time Tag Team Champions with my buddy Snow, he might drop by in minute or so...blah.

What am I going on for, I will simply say this... I have a Main Event match against our favorite champion...SPIKE DUDLEY tonight. I am sooooo amped up, that I can't believe that Blackman, offered me a position to fight him. I won't let him down, or if I did... it don't matter either way. So longs I got the spotlight to have him kick my ass or vice versa.

Out with Blackman, in with Dead Prez. Remember fans, Steve Blackman is a name on the card and my birth name for legal purposes, DEAD PREZ is who i've truly been reincarnated too. So NXT fans, behold what comes to Spike as he will not have to defend his title against me, because my past self couldn't get that case nor place violence to his past victims in Mania.

But not to worry fans, I promised that that arena will be chanting "ECW" and all that Jazz...but after I brutally murder BEAT him into a bloody pulp to the extreme.... you all will be chanting "DEAD PREZ" by the end of the night.

Dead Prez...OUT.

Then we see him doing his "training" that ends up seeing the dummy's head ripped out as the scene quickly shifts into something more PG friendly.





Kurt Angle’s theme begins to play out over the arena and the crowd gets ecstatic. The fans completely lose it and stand on their feet and begin to cheer for the Olympic hero before he can come out. Once the bald headed Olympian comes out, the noise of the ovation and the cheers increase dramatically. There is something significantly different about Kurt though, and this is the black briefcase that is firmly in his hands. He walks out with a nice smirk on his face as he cuffs the briefcase to his chest, fantasizing about the endless possibilities. He poses on the ramp for his signature pyro before entering the ring and getting a microphone.



Kurt Angle: “Here I stand before you, a winner at WrestleMania and I am now your 2017 Mr. Money in the Bank!”

The crowd begins to cheer once again for their beloved hero. Kurt pauses to let the crowd get out all of their love and adoration out for him. After what seems like an eternity, he continues.

“I am the heir to the throne of NXT. I am going to be the next king of this wrestling company. The best thing about all of it is that I can pick exactly when, where, and how I want to strike. It’s a luxurious opportunity to have this briefcase. I have fought like hell to get to the spot where I am at now and I’ll be damned if I piss it all away and let it slip through my fingers. The long list of superstars that I have defeated over the past year to get here is a results of my hard work and dedication. But it wouldn’t be possible if it weren’t for each and every single one of you cheering me on every night.”

“So I want to not only take time to toot my own horn, but I want to thank everyone around the world for cheering me, or booing me. Either way, you motivated me and gave me a reason to show up week in and week out. Without you guys, the UWF Universe, this job and this career doesn’t exist. There is nothing like walking through those curtains and walking down the ramp in a UWF arena. You fans are amazing and there is nothing like the adrenaline rush that flows through my veins when I compete in front of you guys, for you guys.”



“I want to make something perfectly clear. Right now, I’m like a poisonous snake just waiting to strike. And when I strike, I’m going for the kill, swift and fast. When the time is right, I will strike. So Spike, make sure you sleep with one eye open. I’m going to be watching your every move. And as soon as you slip up and fall, that’s when I’ll come by and take my belt from you. Now if Spike manages to lose that belt sometime soon, then whoever wins it, you will be next target. It’s only a matter of time before that International title belt is along the waist of the one true man who deserves it. And at this point, there is no denying it. My name is Kurt Angle, and I am your money in the bank, and I will be the next International Champion. It’s True, it’s damn true!!”

The scene then fades to black as NXT rolls onto the next segment.


The camera is taken to the backstage interview area where Renee Young stands, currently alone.

Renee Young
Please help me welcome my guest tonight, The Hardcore Champion, Baron Corbin.

Corbin enters into the shot, but doesn't look happy at all.



Renee Young
Baron... can you tell us a little bit about how you're feeling after failing to capture the Money in the Bank at WrestleMania?

Baron Corbin
....

Corbin looks like he's about to answer, but doesn't. He remains standing with Renee though.

Renee Young
..Okay.. Well, what are your thoughts about facing the former intercontinental champion Jimmy Uso tonight?

Baron Corbin
....

Again Corbin looks like he is about to answer, leaning into the mic, but he pulls back, saying nothing. He still doesn't leave, however.

Renee Young
Um.. Corbin, can you tell me anything at all? Your thoughts on WrestleMania, Jimmy Uso... anything?

Corbin looks dead faced at Renee Young, and then into the camera. He looks as if he's about to finally speak but instead just walks off, leaving Renee alone.

Renee Young
Well um... There you have it, Baron Corbin, ladies and gentleman.





VS



DING DING DING

The bell rings and it's decided that Crazzy Steve and Nick Jackson are going to kick things off. The two men walk semi-circles in the ring as they size each other up, then Steve comes in to tie up but as he does, Jackson scouts it and slides under his attempt to grapple. Jackson then gives Steve a shove and the Decay man stumbles toward the Bucks corner, where Matt Jackson lifts a knee as though to catch Steve with it before the latter stops his own forward momentum. Steve looks at Matt Jackson and hisses, then turns around directly into a bullrush by Nick Jackson that drives him into the corner! Nick then starts to unload a quick succession of kicks to the torso before making the tag to his brother, and when Matt enters the ring, Nick leads Steve out of the corner into a snapmare before Matt springboards off the ropes into a moonsault and goes for the cover.

Tom Phillips: We're early here in this contest between the NXT Tag Champions and one of the most intimidating tag teams in the division and right now it looks like the champions are in control.

Corey Graves: Intimidating? Tom, if anything the Bucks said throughout this past week has held true it's that the bloom is off the Decay rose, so to speak. These guys were creepy when they first arrived, but a lot of their lustre has faded.

Steve, perhaps too insane to register the low-level pain he is supposed to be feeling, kicks out before Matt even gets a one-count. Matt looks unimpressed as he gets to his feet, then pulls Steve up and sends him into the ropes. Steve rebounds and Matt goes for a drop toe hold, planting Steve face-first on the canvas! Matt then gets to his feet and heads for the ropes while Steve tries to recover and as the Decay man gets to one knee Matt charges and connects with a Shining Wizard! Jackson again hooks the leg.

Corey Graves: Shades of the Great Muta there with that shining wizard.

Tom Phillips: Only you would draw that comparison, Corey.

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...NO!

Steve again seems inured to the pain as he again gets the shoulder up. Now Matt Jackson is annoyed, and he hauls Steve to his feet before throwing him in the Bucks corner. Matt follows and leaps up onto the second ropes, then raining down some stiff punches on Steve's face. The crowd, while no fans of the Bucks, are huge fans of counting and so they count the blows. They get somewhere close to 23 before the official orders Matt off of Steve to check on the Decay man. As Matt climbs off, Steve starts cackling like a lunatic and that seriously creeps out Matt. The Jackson brother looks to Nick, who shrugs, and then he looks to the outside at the Boar who orders him to seize the means of laugh production, so Matt interprets that as best as he is able and throws a stiff punch right at Steve's throat that takes the wind out of the madman's sails and causes him to lurch out of the corner grabbing his neck and coughing and gagging. Matt asks the Boar how he did and the Boar nods in stoic approval as the official gives the Jackson brother no end of shit for the dirty move. Even the fans are booing, somewhat. Jackson turns to them and tries to explain himself but while he's thus preoccupied, Steve finds Decay's corner and tags in Abyss.

Tom Phillips: And here comes the Monster!

Abyss enters the ring about as quickly as Abyss is capable of entering it and he bounds toward Matt Jackson, who turns around just in time to be grabbed with both hands by the throat and spun and tossed straight toward Decay's corner where he lands with a hard thump. Matt scurries back into the nearest corner — Decay's — and finds Rosemary and Steve waiting for him. Steve wraps the tag rope around Matt's neck and starts full on choking him with it while Nick tries to get into the ring, and of course the official is more concerned with Nick. Abyss keeps antagonizing Nick from behind the ref so Nick, being a hothead, keeps trying to enter the ring, allowing the choking on the other side of it to continue. Moments before the official turns back around, Steve releases the chokehold and Matt Jackson falls onto all fours, crawling away from the corner. Abyss and the official then turn around to find him like this and Abyss heads over, grabbing Matt between the legs and by the shoulder and lifting him up before dropping him hard with an inverted powerslam! Abyss goes for the cover.

Corey Graves: The raw destructive force of the Monster is so awe-inspiring.

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2...

...NO!

Matt, unlike Steve, feels pain and so he's groaning even as he manages a kick-out. Abyss grins, knowing this just means he can continue to lay on the punishment. He decides to do so by applying a blatant chokehold on his prone opponent and the official starts a count, releasing two and a half before Abyss releases it. The Monster then lurches to his feet, only to hear, "Hey, you filthy fatass!" He turns, his fangs quite literally bared, to find Nick Jackson standing in the ring. The official is hollering at Jackson to get back on the apron, but Nick disregards and straight hoofs Abyss in the groin. The Monster no-sells the assault as he snarls and grabs Nick by the throat with one hand. Jackson kicks him again where the family jewels should be and Abyss again no-sells it, this time grabbing Nick with the second hand. With both paws wrapped around his throat in a vice grip, Nick Jackson digs deep and finds a third wind, straight poking Abyss in the eye with a thumb! This time, Abyss reacts by howling, releasing Nick Jackson and stumbling away... into a Superkick by Matt! Abyss stays on his feet. Matt looks at Nick, who shrugs, lines Abyss up and gives him another superkick! The Monster stays vertical, but lurches toward the official, so Matt and Nick Jackson give eachother a "too sweet" and double-superkick Abyss, sending him spilling to the outside!

Tom Phillips: Somewhere around a minute ago this fight stopped being fair, Corey. The official should disqualify the Bucks here.

Corey Graves: I say let them fight! Abyss is monstrous in size and manner, he almost necessitates handicap odds.

With Abyss sent out, Matt climbs a turnbuckle and works the booing crowd and Nick turns and struts. Unfortunately, he struts too close to Decay's corner and Steve manages to catch him with a punch before leapfrogging the rope into a forearm takedown! Steve gets to his feet quick and puts the boots into Nick before shoving him out of the ring into the waiting grasp of Rosemary, who leaps on Nick Jackson and starts wailing on him with her nails, literally scratching his face and forearms until he's screaming like a schoolgirl and a bloody mess. Steve turns around to find Matt climbing off the turnbuckle, so he charges and as Matt turns to face him he's caught with a running shoulder block that sends him crashing into the corner. Steve then gets to his feet and Irish whips Matt so hard to the other corner that he slams into the turnbuckles and spills outward onto his arse, which is perfect for Steve who is already running forward and rolls over Matt into a sort of impromtu seated snapmare that bends the Jackson brother in an awkward way! As Steve finishes that move he slides to the outside and he and Rosemary continue the assault on Nick while Abyss enters the ring and closes in on Matt, who by now is trying to get back to his feet. Matt gets there and turns, but as he does he turns into a Black Hole Slam! Abyss goes for the cover.

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...

Abyss seems confused as there's no third count. He turns to look and finds the Proletariat Boar has dragged the official out of the ring and chosen now as the right time to preach from his Manifesto. Abyss lumbers to his feet and heads over to the side of the ring, reaching over to grab the Boar by his masked head and haul him up onto the apron. The Boar then breaks free and throws a stiff punch at Abyss, who stumbles back from a force as heavy as the Soviet hammer. The Boar enters over the top rope and grabs Abyss, Irish whipping him to the other side of the ring. As Abyss comes back, the Boar tilt-a-whirl backbreakers him! The Boar then rolls out of the ring and heads to the other side to shove Rosemary off of Nick before grabbing Steve, Gorilla pressing him and dropping him gut-first on the barricade. The Boar then lines Steve's head up and takes a running start before big booting him straight to the side of it! Steve flops off of the barricade into the front row as the Boar hauls Nick to his feet and throws him into the ring.

Corey Graves: I've been waiting for the Boar to show these unwashed swine the might of the masses and now he has!

Tom Phillips: He's as bent as the Soviet sickle, Graves.

Corey Graves: That's... actually a nice one.

Matt Jackson, by this point, is back on his feet — as is Nick — and both of them are sizing up Abyss, who is on one knee. What they don't realize is Abyss is sizing them up, as well, and in a heartbeat the Monster surges into action and grounds both of them with an absolutely BRUTAL double lariat! Abyss roars as the fans pop, then invites the Boar back into the ring but as he does so a snarling Steve tags himself into the match. The Boar mocks Abyss and so the Monster exits the ring to pursue him as Steve lines up Nick Jackson, but it's Matt who gets up first and he spins Steve around and straight kicks HIM in the balls. Steve sells it like it's life insurance as Matt puts him up on the shoulders and turns toward the corner, performing the rolling fireman's carry to set up More Bang for Your Buck! Nick follows through with the 450 splash, and as he rolls off Matt connects with the moonsault and the fans are booing wildly as the official counts when Matt hooks the leg.

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DING DING DING!

Here are your winners, the UWF
NXT Tag Team Champions:

THE YOUNG BUCKS!



Corey Graves: All of that and not a single superkick party. I'm a little disappointed here, Tom.

Tom Phillips: We did see a few superkicks though, Corey.

Corey Graves: True but, like, I feel a Young Bucks match is sort of judged on the sheer volume of superkicks they throw and this time out of the gate, there certainly weren't too many of them.

The Bucks and the Boar are celebrating as the lights cut out. When they come back up, Decay have the trio surrounded. Rosemary steps up, looking all three over, and then she spits! Matt and Nick have it scouted and duck the mist, but the mist hits the Boar's masked face full on. Unfortunately, the mask is a natural protection and the Boar damn near decapitates Rosemary with a MASSIVE big boot to the face! Rosemary rolls out of the ring as the Roar turns into a right from Abyss and the two titans begin to trade blows. Matt and Nick Jackson, meanwhile, rush Steve and drive him into a corner before unloading with superkick after superkick to his face. He starts out laughing maniacally in response, but soon he's just unresponsive. The Boar has Abyss on his shoulders in a torture rack when suddenly...



Tom Phillips: Here comes the cavalry!

Steve Blackman comes surging from the back with a kendo stick in hand. Matt and Nick bail from the ring and the Boar follows close after, the trio hopping the barricade to make an exit as the Lethal Weapon slides into the ring. He's looking over Abyss and Steve and Rosemary, shaking his head and seemingly concerned. Crazzy Steve slowly gets to his feet, but as he does, Blackman lines him up and takes him out with a bicycle kick!

Corey Graves: Bicycle kick! Blackman just took out Crazzy Steve! He's weeding out the weak, Tom!

Blackman then turns on Abyss, who by now is on hands and knees, and unloads with crack after crack to the spine and back of the head with his kendo stick! Abyss starts to writhe on the canvas as Blackman relentlessly beats him with the stick until all that's left is splinters. Blackman then turns around to find Rosemary scurrying for a corner and he grabs her by the hair, pulling her to her feet before planting one massive kiss on her, then dropping her with a Fisherman's suplex! With the fans cheering Blackman's sudden turn on his former "masters," The Lethal Weapon looks over the chaos he has created and heads for the exit. The feed heads elsewhere with Decay laid out in the ring.


The titantron switches to an all black background with nothing else in view until Owen Hart walks onto the scene. He looks intense and for almost a minute, there is only the sounds of him breathing. The crowd is restless and groups can be heard consistently booing the Mad King of Harts throughout the long pause. When Owen finally speaks, it has power and a calmness behind it.

Owen Hart
For far too long, I was too busy trying to MAKE!



But now.....


Owen pauses again for almost another minute, his breathing remaining regular and the look of intensity remaining the same. However, when he speaks again, there is a lot of malice and venom behind his voice.


Owen Hart
...I TAKE!


With that said Owen storms off frame as the titantron switches back to an NXT graphic as the show continues on.


VS

DING DING!

As the opening bell sounds, Baron immediately goes on the attack as he fires off a hard right and connects flush with Jimmy's jaw, Jimmy's head rocking backward with the impact. Baron follows up with another hard right attempt but Jimmy smacks the fist away and connects with a kick to the abdomen as Baron hunches over as impact is made. Jimmy hooks the head of his opponent and looks to suplex the big man but as he goes for it, he finds he can't get him up as Baron connects with a hard right to the chest and moves Jimmy's arm off of him, hooking Jimmy's head and hoisting him straight up in vertical suplex position, holding him there for several seconds before following through with the rest of the move and slamming Jimmy to the mat.

Baron returns to his feet before falling down and connecting with an elbow drop, the point of the elbow connecting with Jimmy's ribs as Jimmy sits up holding his ribs in pain as Baron follows up with a stiff elbow to the top of the head. Baron then stands and pulls Jimmy to a vertical base, Jimmy throwing his right hand upward at Baron and connecting with a throat thrust. After impact is made, Jimmy goes to Irish whip Baron but as he pulls, the big man doesn't budge as he pulls Jimmy in and hits him with a clothesline using his free arm as Jimmy does a backflip as a result and lands on his face.

Tom Phillips: What a clothesline!

Corey Graves: Baron's off to a good start if he's looking to destroy a former Hardcore Champion in Jimmy Uso here tonight.

Jimmy begins to push himself up with his arms but Baron places his foot on the back of Jimmy's head and forcefully drives him face first into the mat. Baron grabs a handful of Jimmy's hair and pulls him to his feet then grabs him and holds him horizontally in his arms before dropping to one knee and slamming Jimmy over it with a backbreaker. Baron stands up, still holding Jimmy, as he throws him upward onto his shoulders and falls back, connecting with a Samoan Drop.

Corey Graves: Call it what you will, I call it adding insult to injury!

Tom Phillips: It can't be fun getting hit with your own signature move.

As Jimmy lies there on the mat, Baron stands over him for a moment before delivering a stomp to the kidney area. He grabs Jimmy by the tights with both hands and lifts him straight up over his head before letting go at the height of his lift and letting Jimmy crash to the mat. He then delivers another stomp to the kidney area before grabbing Jimmy by the tights again, lifting him straight up into the air where he had him before as he lets go but this time Jimmy puts his hands and feet down and catches himself.

Jimmy springs upward and lands on his feet as he leaps up and throws a pele' kick, hitting Baron right between the eyes as Baron is sent staggering backward into the ropes. He catches himself on the ropes as Jimmy takes off running and connects with a cross body as both men go tumbling through and over the ropes to the outside.

Tom Phillips: Jimmy Uso in the driver's seat!

Corey Graves: Jimmy refuses to be a doormat for Baron Corbin.

As both men get to their feet, Baron connects with a thumb to the eye before grabbing Jimmy by the back of the head and hurling him over the commentary table as Corey and Tom move out of the way. Baron walks around the table but as he does, Jimmy springs off the ground like a missile firing and connects with an uppercut that sends Baron staggering backward. Jimmy goes for a superkick to follow up but Baron sidesteps to avoid it and grabs Jimmy, throwing him into the steel steps as they explode apart upon impact.

Baron grabs the top end of the steel steps and sizes up Jimmy, then goes to charge him with them but Jimmy gets up and delivers a superkick, knocking the steps into Baron as he falls to the ground.

Tom Phillips: Well it looked like Baron was about to remind Jimmy why he's the Hardcore Champion but our former Intercontinental Champion put a stop to it.

Corey Graves: Baron's ears have got to be ringing right now.

Jimmy slides into the ring as Baron sits up, forcefully throwing the stairs into the crowd barricade. Baron slides into the ring now as Jimmy connects with a leg drop to the back of his neck as he does. Jimmy gets to his feet and sizes Baron up as he's getting up and goes for another superkick but Baron sidesteps and grabs him, hoisting him into powerbomb position, powerbombing Jimmy into the turnbuckle. As Jimmy comes staggering out of the corner, Baron catches him and hits the End of Days as he goes for the cover.

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THR...NO!

The crowd pops as Jimmy gets his shoulder up at the last second. Baron can't believe it as he rises to his knees, running his hands through his hair in frustration. Jimmy sits up as Baron throws a right punch but Jimmy blocks it with his left hand and slaps Baron with his right hand. Baron stands up as Jimmy does too, going for another slap but Baron grabs his wrist and pulls him in, hitting another End of Days much to the chagrin of the UWF Universe.

This time Baron doesn't go for the pin as he begins furiously stomping on Jimmy's upper body. As he backs off, Jimmy sits up holding his sides as Baron grabs him around the throat with both hands, lifting him from the mat to over his head, choking Jimmy. As this goes on, the crowd begins a, "Jim-my! Jim-my!" chant which wills the former Intercontinental Champion to stay conscious as he grabs Baron's wrists and squeezes, landing a kick to his chest as Baron releases the hold. Jimmy lands on his feet and leaps away from Baron, throwing a superkick and connecting as the crowd pops and the "Lone Wolf" goes down. Jimmy goes for the cover.

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NO!

Baron gets the shoulder up as the referee raises his hand a third time. The crowd boos as Baron sits up but Jimmy hits him with another superkick and the crowd cheers. Jimmy ascends the top turnbuckle as the crowd cheers more passionately but as Jimmy leaps and goes for the splash, Baron rolls out of the way and Jimmy hits nothing but mat. As Jimmy pops up from the mat, Baron hits him with a big boot as Jimmy's head snaps off of the mat violently as he hits it after the impact of the attack is made.

Tom Phillips: What a big boot!

Corey Graves: Baron Corbin is a man possessed!

Corbin grabs Jimmy and pulls him to his feet, the young Uso too out of it to defend himself. Corbin releases his hold on Jimmy as he staggers right into his opponent's waiting arms. Corbin hits the End of Days and goes for the cover.

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DING DING DING!

Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, the Hardcore Champion, Baron Corbin!

Baron exits the ring and heads over to the timekeeper's area to grab his title and leave, but it isn't there. Baron starts to yell at the timekeeper and while doing so, grabs the man by the collar of his shirt and pulls him to his feet, where Baron still towers over him. The timekeeper still has no idea where the title went and Baron looks ready to explode. However before he can, a figure comes rushing from the side and blasts Baron in the side of the head with a foreign object. The camera trails Baron to the ground before panning up to catch a glimpse of the object used and the man using it. The object? The Hardcore Championship. The man? Owen Hart, full on laughing at his handiwork. Owen looks at the title and gets in Baron's face with it still in his hands. Owen grinds the jagged metal of the belt across Baron's face as he screams at him.

YOU THINK THIS IS YOURS? YOU THINK THAT YOU'VE EARNED THIS? YOU SAID THAT THIS TITLE WAS JUST AN EXCUSE TO RUN RAMPANT THROUGH NXT AND LOOK AT YOU. A FAILURE. YOU SAY. I DO!

With that Owen tosses the title behind him and pulls Baron to his feet, but once there, Baron pushes Owen off of him straight into the ringpost. The back of Owen's head hits with an audible THUD! which causes the audience to squirm. Owen looks out on his feet, his head slumped down and swaying. Baron thinks he's done enough and tries to walk towards his title to leave, but as he passes Owen, he snaps back to reality with a sick grin on his face and his hand shoots out and clamps around Baron's throat. Baron tries to fight Owen off but is turning blue in the face. As Baron starts to fade, Owen releases his chokehold and very quickly puts Baron in position for a release Northern Lights Suplex to the outside. Baron writhes in pain as Owen walks around the downed champion, stomping on his limbs as he does, snarling at him all the while. Eventually Owen mounts him and starts raining punches and elbows on Baron's head, which Corbin is able to block the worst of it. As he does this, Owen is back to screaming at Corbin.

YOU WEAR A PAPER CROWN AND EXPECT TO BE WORSHIPED! WE'LL SEE HOW YOUR CROWN CAN STAND UP TO A RAGING INFERNO!

At this, Owen stops beating down Baron and stands up, looking like a madman nearly frothing at the mouth, but suddenly a moment of clarity comes over Owen. The look of chaotic lunacy is replaced by calculated insanity as he eyes the arena floor. He tears away at the protective padding and exposes the concrete floor. He pulls the battered Corbin to his feet and places his head in piledriver position. In full view of the camera Owen lifts Baron Corbin up and delivers a sit out piledriver directly on the concrete! Owen immediately gets to his feet as doctors rush in to check on Corbin as Owen walks over to the title and grabs it again. He stands over the downed Corbin with the title in his outstretched arms.

THE KING IS DEAD! LONG LIVE THE KING!

The crowd showers Owen with boos who is now surrounded by security, trying to usher him out. Owen fights off their attempts to force him out and starts walking around the ring and up the ramp on his own. The Hardcore Title still in his hands being dragged alongside him. The camera cuts back to Corbin being worked on by doctors before the scene fades out and NXT rolls on.


The cameras are backstage and they seem to find Pete Dunne sitting on a chair, apparently getting ready for his match. An interviewer approaches him to ask him a few questions.



The Interviewer: Pete, first of all, welcome to NXT, what are your --

He gets cut off by Dunne.

Pete Dunne: Keep that hospitality for someone else.

The Interviewer: I was just trying to be polite. However, my question is, what are your thoughts on your opponent tonight, Aleister Black, and what are your plans?

Pete Dunne: I think I've said enough during our earlier encounter, his "hype" and attitude just simply doesn't concern me one bit. I don't care about his "cult", I don't care about his "inner demons", for all I know he could be the Spawn of Satan and my heartbeat still wouldn't be one beat faster. Therefore, Aleister Black, Tommy End or whatever he wishes to call himself does not concern me at all, because look at the bigger picture, he's just a stepping stone on my path to inevitable success. Anything else? I'm not interested in wasting my time on you.

The Interviewer: Well, you definitely don't lack the confidence going into a match of this caliber. But your plans on NXT, does Pete Dunne know what are his goals?

Pete Dunne: Once again, you seem to be really out of the loop, now look at me. Look at my bloody face. You see who you're talking to? Pete Dunne, that's right. The "Bruiserweight". Now I've taken the global pro-wrestling scene by storm, which is the sole reason why I'm here and the reason why I was signed, so tell me one reason why isn't it all obvious to you? Actually, don't say anything, I don't care about your opinion. If you need to know more, take off that suit and get in that ring with me, or if you're a weakling, sit back and watch my match later on, that will tell you enough. Now leave.

The Interviewer: Thank you Pete, now one final question--

He gets interrupted once more.

Pete Dunne: I was trying to be polite, but you fail to understand. Piss. Off.

And with those words, the interviewer, left speechless, under the influence of Dunne's attitude leaves and the camera cuts off.


Fading in from the black, we’re taken backstage where the see the man known as ‘The End’, Aleister Black, in his same dark church-like setting that he’d first been seen in at Wrestlemania VI.



Aleister Black stands before an array of forbidding, dimly-lit candles in the dark part of the church. Staring down at them, he then turns his stare to the camera; Aleister speaks.

Aleister Black: “Several weeks ago, I asked what everyone around the world thought when they saw these very same-like candles. Did they see a wish? Did they see hope? Did they see the proverbial light in the dark? But eyes deceive. None of them matter. No matter the hope you saw; the light you snatched the glimpse of; the optimism you caught like a disease. All of which – simply forfeit. For, alas, there is only the End. How things all find themselves similar; the underlying truth. There lies power, there strength, there lies wisdom – there lies the thing of I.”

Aleister Black: “All of those in my way – get out. Run, scamper, retreat. Do whatever you must to flee, because I will not. Domination is in my sights like a canine in the wilderness, and I won’t compromise. I am Aleister Black. I am capable of absolutely anything. I am capable of any feat of strength, any ruse of skillfulness, and any acrobatic maneuver. Whether you’re Mr. Wrestling, the Showoff, the Eater of Worlds, the Lone Wolf, or even the Runt of the Litter – none of you, any of you, will stand in my way.”

Aleister Black: “The path to domination is littered with bodies, broken skulls, ripped-open chest cavities, and all sorts of atrocities the common man condemns. My ascension to the throne will be no different. I won’t bury the men I slaughter; I will dishonor them, because that is the price you pay, when you walk the same path as I. I needn't explain it, my motivations are my own. I, am the Dishonorable Aleister Black – so fade into me – fade to black. Give in – to the darkness.”

The same card of Death from Wrestlemania rolls onto the screen,



With the image of an infamous tarot card, the scene fades to black.




“The End is Here.”



‘The End is here’, only four words. Such words, have become synonymous with a man publicly recognized as Aleister Black. Following the harrowing introduction, the heaviest, thickest bass rhythms anyone’s ever heard resonate throughout the arena like a bomb that was made specifically for the eardrum. The song lingers for a moment, until, a figure rises from the floor like a vampire amidst the smoke. His hands partially clasped together with sinister posture, his posture tall in high gothic fashion. Aleister Black steps down the walkway.



Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 205 pounds, Aleister Black!

There’s no showboating. No high fives. No eyeballing of any fans. There’s just Aleister Black staring down the aisle, as he makes a slow, menacing walk down to ringside. The audience still don’t know what to make of this guy. However, one thing’s for sure; he’s not exactly interested in their opinions. Aleister makes his climb up the steel staircase upon reaching ringside; he utilizes both ring ropes from the turnbuckle to launch himself in. Upon his entry over the top-rope, he makes his way to the center where he now sits cross-legged -- as if he were meditating.



The song gets slower and more serious, as the man himself, Pete Dunne, slowly walks from the backstage area, sporting a short-sleeved furcoat over his usual ring attire. The crowd greets him with a mixed, but rather negative reaction, because some of them are familiar with who he is.

Tony Chimel: And his opponent, weighing in at 205 pounds, Pete Dunne!

With a cocky smile on his face, Dunne stops midway and shortly glances at Aleister Black. He slowly, yet confidently, enters the ring. He waits in the corner and the ref tells Black to get to his corner but he doesn't pay him any attention. The ref just shakes his head and calls for the bell.

VS


DING DING DING


Dunne runs out of the corner and hits a low dropkick right to the face of the sitting Black. This throws him for a loop but he doesn't have much time to react between the forearms Dunne is throwing over the top of him. Black manages to lift his legs up and catch Pete's left arm between them, using his lower body strength to force Dunne to the mat with a cross armbar. Instead of really going for the submission, Black instead uses the back of his boot to smash Dunne in the face over and over. Pete rolls over to stand back over Black use the leverage to pin his shoulders to the mat.



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Black lets go and both men quickly get to their feet. They stare at each other in a bit of a stand off and the crowd shows them some appreciation. Dunne extends his hand out for a shake but Aleister knows better, opting to just kick at it instead. Dunne however has this scouted and catches his foot, pulls the leg forward to bring Black in for a big falling clothesline. Instead of going for a pin, Dunne stays on him, striking more and more as Black tries to cover up. Eventually, Black uses his legs to kick Dunne off of him who rolls back up to his feet. Dunne comes running at him again but Black throws a stiff kick to the gut followed by a spinning back elbow to the jaw that sends Dunne down to the mat.

Pete grabs at his his jaw and looks up at Black who just stands there with no emotion. He gets back up to his feet and cracks his neck before getting ready for a tie up. The two tie up but Dunne immediately grabs the arm of Black and tries to bring him down for what looks like a fujiwara. Black rolls forward and gets back to his knees to prevent it and throws a stiff elbow to the face with his free hand. Dunne gets a little rocked and it's the second one that releases his grasp. Aleister follows up with a straight front kick to the chest that sends Dunne back into the ropes. Blacks runs up to hit a running knee to the gut. He takes off to the other side of the ring to build more momentum but Dunne follows him and hits a running forearm to the jaw once he's in the ropes. Now Dunne takes off to build some momentum and comes back only to slide under between Black's legs, grabbing his feet on the way out and planting Black face first.


Tom Phillips: Some innovative offense by Pete Dunne.

Corey Graves: Both these guys are brand new to UWF and I love the physicality so far. Let's see which of these guys can put away the other.


Dunne now drags Black's legs out of the ring and squats down to place him onto his shoulders. He walks around with Black a bit before falling down to hit an electric chair on the floor! A loud splat is heard that makes the crowd go "OOHHH!" and Dunne rises to his feet. He grabs a bottle of water from a fan and drinks some of it before just throwing it back into the crowd. He grabs Black and gives him a chop to the chest. You can see the look on Aleister's face that he is not amused. Dunne hits another chop and this one sends Black walking away. Dunne follows him and hits another chop, this time just to the back, hitting him so hard and loud that even the cheap seats could feel it. Black turns around and just straight up murders Dunne with a roundhouse kick to the head. Dunne falls down like a ton of bricks but Black picks him up and tosses him back into the ring, following him in and going for the pin.



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Dunne kicks out! Tommy grabs a fistful of Dunne's hair and drags him back to his feet. He throws Dunne's arm over his head and tosses him over for an exploder suplex. Dunne tries to fight through and goes to the ropes to help get up. Black comes running over but eats a back elbow from the Bruiserweight that staggers him back a few steps. Dunne runs at him with a clothesline but Black sidesteps him and grabs his waist, throwing him back for a lightening quick german suplex that folds him in half, so much so that when released he simply rolls back onto his knees. Black turns to face him and measure him for the spinning kick known as the Black Mass but when he goes for it, Dunne ducks under the kick and pops up to his feet, jumping at Aleister's back and grabbing him in a sleeper. He then explodes the hips to turn it into a sleeper suplex!


Corey Graves: I've got to say, I like what both these guys are showing and it's hard to pick a winner.

Tom Phillips: This is what NXT's all about, giving everyone both new and old a chance to shine!


Dunne pops right back to his feet but when he turns around, he's surprised to see Black already standing back up, completely no selling the suplex. Black takes advantage with a bicycle kick to the face! Now it's Dunne who no sells the hit and runs forward with a clothesline. Black however kicks Dunne's arm away with such force that Pete spins around and eats a jumping knee to the face to take him off his feet. Black quickly picks him up off the mat and lifts him high into the air for a brainbuster. The Bruiserweight has other plans however and drops a knee to the top of the head of Black to get back down. Right away he lifts Black onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry only to throw him up for a pop up european uppercut! Pete jumps on top of him and hooks the leg for the pin.



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And Black kicks out! Dunne slaps the mat in anger and tells the ref to count faster. He picks Aleister up and places him into a pumphandle position, calling for the Bitter End for the former Tommy End. Black however manages to ball himself up so Dunne can't get any leverage to further pick him up. Pete just starts throwing multiple elbows to the back of Black in order to break though. It eventually works but instead of the pumphandle, this time Dunne grabs his waist and lifts him up into a gutwrench powerbomb! Dunne doesn't go for the pin right away as that move took quite a bit of strength to hit. Black however uses this brief opportunity to roll to the ropes to get away.


Corey Graves: Good ring awareness by Aleister Black to get out of a potential pinning predicament. These new guys are really impressing me Tom.

Tom Phillips: What a nice change. It's not so often anyone hears you actually give out compliments.

Corey Graves: I do it all the time Phillips, you're just not good enough to be on the receiving end of them.


Both men rise to their feet at about the same time. They meet in the middle of the ring and exchange blows. While Aleister is the better striker, the pure toughness of Pete Dunne is allowing himself to stay right in the middle of the fight. Black finally lands a spinning back kick to the gut followed by a knee to the face to drop Dunne to his knees. Black takes a step back before striking with the Black Mass! Dunne however ducks under it and rolls Black up with a schoolboy, grabbing a fistful of tights as the ref counts the pin.



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Pete Dunne!





Pete Dunne immediately rolls out of the ring and raises his hand in victory. Black looks at him as if he just murdered his first born. The Bruiserweight doesn't waste any time lingering around the ring, heading up the ramp as Black stares a hole through him and the live feed goes elsewhere.


As NXT moves onward, things head backstage where Bray Wyatt is standing by.

Bray Wyatt: It's almost time, Chris. It's almost time for that horrifying moment when I show you that, despite your beliefs, all of this is painfully real and none of it is make believe. It's almost time for you to find out that not only have you overestimated yourself, you've underestimated me. I promise you, tonight will be the most horrible of your entire career, something you'll feel the effects of for the remainder of your days on this planet. When you close your eyes, you'll relive the horrors all over again, and it will happen to you each time your eyes close, make no mistake about it. Psychologically, physically, mentally, and emotionally you will never be the same. You will be a man changed for the worse after tonight. And just think, you could've avoided all this if you'd just taken my advice and ran.

Bray starts laughing when, without warning, he suddenly stops as a serious look appears on his face.

Time's up.




Chris Jericho, limping after the hellacious Money In The Bank match at WrestleMania, heads out to fireworks flashing onstage. He heads down to the ring and waits for his opponent.



As the effect associated with The Wyatt Family flashes across the screen and the sound is heard throughout the arena, suddenly Bray Wyatt is seen standing in the ring. The ref calls for the bell.


Ding Ding Ding


The bell rings and the new Intercontinental Champion looks smug and confident. To Jericho’s credit his Money in the Bank loss doesn’t seem to be bothering him too much. The two superstars start out the match by tying up in an elbow to collar tie up. The fans cheer for Jericho as they struggle in the center of the ring until at last the Intercontinental Champion powers Jericho into the corner. They don’t stay there long as Jericho fights back and they travel to the corner parallel where Jericho now has Wyatt stuck in the corner. It is at this point they break it up as the official Mike Chioda calls for a break. Wyatt pounces as soon as he is allowed, tying up again, but this time Wyatt doesn’t bother with the strugge and instead drives his knee into Jericho’s gut. A clubbing forearm to Jericho’s back later and Bray has the advantage. Jericho attempts to defend himself but Wyatt nails him with a big right hand that rocks Jericho into the corner.Wyatt is like an animal on prey as all Y2J can do is get his arms up in an attempt to block the vicious assault.

Tom Phillips: Bray Wyatt showing a mean streak we haven’t seen before tonight as he is trying to literally tear Y2J Chris Jericho apart piece by piece.

Graves:The Intercontinental Championship has changed him, its given Bray Wyatt even more power than he had before. He believes he can do whatever he wants now and I don’t know who is going to argue with him or his family.

Wyatt lets up on his assault for a moment and it is all the former World Champion Jericho needs. He lashes out and connects with a kick to Wyatt’s gut, a forearm, and a knife edge chop in full desperation mode seem to do the trick. Jericho goes for another knife edge chop and Wyatt no sells it. Jericho hesitates for a moment and Wyatt knocks him down to the mat with a big right hand. Wyatt picks Jericho up again and looks for another one, but Y2J blocks it before delivering a forearm of his own. Jericho shoots Wyatt off of the ropes and when Bray comes back Jericho charges and drops him with a charging back elbow. Wyatt staggers up and Jericho delivers a hard knee right into Wyatt’s gut. Wyatt falls into the corner and Y2J unloads with several knife edge chops hoping to wear down the Intercontinental Champion. Jericho shoots Wyatt out of the corner and he bounces off the other one. Jericho looks to capitalize but Wyatt springs to life, taking Jericho’s head off with a clothesline.

Phillips:Wyatt just tore Chris Jericho’s head from his shoulders there with that terrible clothesline.

Graves:Bray Wyatt is scarier then I have ever seen in my life. I almost feel bad for Chris Jericho, Almost!

Wyatt picks up Jericho and throws him into the ropes before driving a high elbow into the incoming opponent’s face. Jericho hits the mat hard as Wyatt just looks focused and a bit angry. Wyatt doesn’t go for the cover, instead he wants to toy with Jericho and the fans. He sets Jericho up for a suplex in the center of the ring but holds it for far too long, allowing Jericho to counter with a double leg takedown and proceed to look to lock in the Walls of Jericho. Just as Jericho is about to roll Bray over Harper and Rowen hop up onto the apron. Jericho let’s go an goes after Wyatt’s who quickly get out of the way, their goal to save their master. It works as it allows Wyatt to get to his feet and grab Jericho looking for Sister Abigail. Jericho manages to fight out of it before going for a Code Breaker, but Wyatt blocks it. Jericho staggers to his feet and Wyatt takes him down with a huge uppercut. Wyatt pulls Jericho back to his feet and sends him shooting off of the ropes. Jericho comes back as Wyatt gets down just a little bit too early and Jericho kicks Wyatt right in his chest. Wyatt staggered now is easy pickings for a dropkick with everything Jericho has behind it. Wyatt hits the mat and attempts to roll to safety and the apron. The apron is not a spot to be safe from Jericho as he hits the corner bounces off of it and connects with a second dropkick that sends Wyatt flying. Thankfully Harper and Rowen are there to catch their leader and save him from harm. Jericho says to hell with it and climbs back up to the top turnbuckle before leaping off and taking out all three members of the Wyatt Family.

Phillips:Chris Jericho flying from the top rope and comes down on top of the entire Wyatt Family. Incredible risk from Y2J but it seems to have paid off.

Graves: Both men going back and forth, but Jericho may have just got his biggest opening to win this match up there. Or he may have just sealed his fate!

Jericho tosses Wyatt back into the ring, and quickly follows back up to the apron. The fans cannot wait for what Y2J has cookin next, but as he gets up onto the apron Harper and Rowen get up and start after Jericho. Jericho is able to kick Harper and Rowen away, but it buys Wyatt time to get to his feet and charge and connect on Jericho on the apron and send the Ayatollah of Rock and Rolla to the floor to great heat. Jericho hits the barricade hard and Wyatt soon follows to pick up the scraps. He tosses Jericho back into the ring and follows. Once back in the ring he pulls Jericho to his knees and nails him square in the face with a right hand. Wyatt pulls Jericho the rest of the way up and throws him into the corner. Jericho looks as though he is going to be in trouble as Wyatt prepares to charge. He does, but Jericho fortunately manages to get a foot up and catch Wyatt right in his beard. Jericho grabs him from behind and plants him into the mat with a bulldog. The fans rise to their feet as they watch Jericho hit the ropes and springboard for the Lionsault, but Wyatt gets his knees up! Jericho crashes into Wyatt’s knees and may have just had the wind knocked out of him.

Phillips:This is incredible, Wyatt and Jericho both finding counters for everything the other has and we have yet to see a single pinfall attempt in this match up.

Graves:These two know it won’t take just anything to win this match. A simple move is not going to earn the 3 count. They need to hit something big, unfortunately for both men that hasn’t happened yet.

Jericho and Wyatt both lay there as the official begins the long ten count. Jericho isn’t getting up anytime soon but the crowd ooh as at a 4 count Wyatt gets up into his crab walk. It is here he proceeds to crab walk to the corner. He gets up as Jericho does and when Jericho turns at last Wyatt hits a big Uranage! The fans can’t believe it was Wyatt who got the signature move first. Wyatt licks his lips as he falls on top of Jericho.

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Phillips: And almost as if Wyatt heard us say something he hits the Uranage and goes for the cover only to get a two count.

Graves:Great back and forth action so far, I couldn’t tell you who is going to win this match.

The Uranage might not have gotten him the win but it clearly got him the advantage to really beat the hell out of Y2J! Wyatt picks up Jericho and nails him with another uppercut that sends Jericho into the corner. Wyatt then charges and hits the opposite corner before charging and connecting with a massive body splash that sends Jericho face first into the mat. Wyatt is looking to end the match here without a doubt as he goes to the corner and leans backwards never taking his eyes off of Jericho. He is so focused on Jericho he doesn’t see what is happening on the outside of the ring. JIMMY Uso has come out and has begun taking out the members of the Wyatt family! Bray at last sees this and turns towards Jimmy. Telling the Uso to get into the ring with him and be taken to the woodshed again.

Graves:What the hell is that damn moron doing now? He shouldn’t be out here!

Phillips: Jimmy Uso is still stinging from his failed title defense at Wrestlemania. He wants a piece of Wyatt, but Bray shouldn’t keep his eyes off of...


Wyatt has taken his eyes off of Jericho and Jericho takes full advatage. Attacking from Wyatt’s blindspot, Jericho connects in the center of the ring with the CodeBreaker! The crowd roar in approval as Jericho goes for the cover.

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Phillips: Jericho has done it! Jericho has just defeated the Intercontinental Champion what a tremendous victory.

Graves: A tainted victory Tom, after all it was the distraction from that nuisance Jimmy Uso which caused Wyatt to take his foot off the pedal. There is going to be hell to pay mark my words for this!

Jericho has his hand raised in victory as the Wyatt’s take the body of their fallen leader and begin to protect it. Jimmy watches all of this from the stage motioning for Gold around his waist as UWF NXT moves forward.


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We hear the opening theme, and we see the camera on the entrance way, but instead we see the hard camera looking among the crowds. Then we see Blackman with his signature barbie and his own mannequin Head walking down the audience and he stand there posing with his barbie, he gives it to one lucky fan.

Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled fro one fall! Introducing first, from Annville Pennsylvania, weighing in at 246 pounds, Steve Blackman!

Then Blackman hops over the barricades with his own Head and then enters the ring. He places it in the corner and waits for his opponent.

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



The crowd rise to their feet as a superstar comes out to the public eye. The cheers start to come now as Spike hobbles out onto the stage. He has a badly bruised face and is limping a bit, still sore from his battle at Wrestlemania. He lifts his International Championship into the air as he begins his slow hobble down to the ring.

Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Dudleyville, weighing in at 165 pounds, he is the International Champion, Spike Dudley!

Spike walks up the steps and enters the ring, raising the title up high once more before handing it off to a member at ringside and the referee calls for the bell.

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Blackman comes out of the corner and goes straight for Spike, trying to hit a bicycle kick right away. Spike moves out of the way just in time and turns around to lay a couple of elbows into Steve, backing him into the corner. Blackman shoves him away but Spike comes running right back into the corner. Unfortunately for him, Blackman gets his feet up to smash Spike in the face. Spike stumbles backwards and bit and so Blackman comes out of the corner with a big thrust kick to the chest that practically sends Spike flying across the ring.


Tom Phillips: Steve Blackman has been looking great as of late. He did a hell of a job at Wrestlemania and even manage to take out his team earlier tonight.

Corey Graves: Let's not make it some big deal. Decay just had a match, if he had done that when they were at full strength I don't think he'd be competing here right now.


Blackman walks up to Spike and picks him up, forcing him into the corner and hitting him with a back elbow to further daze him. He then decides to lift him up into the top turnbuckle and throw his feet to the outside. The Dead Prez climbs up to the second rope and looks to superplex little Spike Dudley but the International Champion fights back with multiple punches to the ribs before just shoving Blackman to the mat below. Spike now stands up on the top rope and waits for Blackman to get back up. Once he does, Spike leaps off with the diving clothesline but Blackman kicks his arm in mid air. Spike falls to the mat but gets right back up. When he turns around though, Blackman grabs his arm and brings Spike down with an STO. Spike grabs at his arm but Steve turns him over for the pin.



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Spike kicks out! Blackman takes the arm and turns Spike over onto his stomach. He forces it behind his back and lifts his legs high into the air only to come back down with a knee to the shoulder. Spike ends up rolling all the way out of the ring to get a quick break. Blackman doesn't let up though, he stands back up and runs over to the ropes to hit a baseball slide, knocking Spike into the barricade. Blackman goes ahead and slides through to the outside of the ring and picks up Spike. He lifts him up for a back suplex on the apron before throwing him into the ring and going for another pin.


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Spike kicks out again! Blackman picks him up right away and lifts him up high for Brainbuster but Spike comes down with a knee to the top of the head to slide behind him. He pushes Steve forward into the ropes for a roll up but Blackman holds onto the ropes and Spike just rolls backwards up to his feet. Blackman turns around and goes for a clothesline but Spike ducks it and grabs Blackman's head as he passes by for a neckbreaker! Blackman rolls away to the ropes holding his neck. Spike goes for a basement dropkick to kick him out of the ring. Spike stands back up and puts his hands on the ropes, waiting for Blackman to get back to his feet. Once he does, Spike jumps out of the ring with a plancha to take out the Dead Prez.


Tom Phillips: The International Champion is certainly not afraid to use his own body as a weapon.

Corey Graves: Luckily for Blackman, that probably feels like a feather landing on him. I'm not sure throwing yourself around is effective when you're only 165 pounds.


Spike stands back up and throws up his fist in the air to the adoration of the crowd. He goes to pick up Blackman but the former Hardcore Champion ends up ramming him back first into the steel ring post. You can see the pain etched on Spike's face but Blackman tries to do one, better, going for a kick to the head to squish Spike's head between his foot and the steel ring post but Spike ducks just in time, Blackman's foot colliding with the steel. He hobbles a bit, bending down to check the damage but it gives Spike just enough time to run over and plant him with a DDT on the outside!

By now, the referee has reached a count of 5 but Spike doesn't want to win by a count out. He picks up Blackman and rolls him into the ring. He hops onto the apron and goes straight to the top rope once again. He motions for Blackman to get to his feet and once he does, now Spike is able to take him down with a flying clothesline! He grabs at his arm after the impact, still feeling the effects from earlier but still goes over and hooks the leg for the pin.



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Blackman kicks out! Spike waste little time in picking up Blackman and grabbing him in a headlock. He points to the ropes and the crowd cheers him on. He runs forward for the Dudley Dog but Blackman pushes him as he's going up the ropes and seats him on the top turnbuckle facing away from him. The Dead Prez grabs a fistful of hair and pulls him down halfway, kicking him in the back of the head over and over until the ref counts to four. Blackman backs off and let's Spike fall into the tree of woe. He walks back over and once again goes for multiple kicks, this time across the gut and chest until the ref forcibly moves him out of the corner. Spike now crumbles to the mat below. He tries to reposition himself and sits against the turnbuckles to get a breather but Blackman comes running over and hits a big running kick to the side of the head! Spike looks out of it and so Blackman drags him out of the corner and goes for the pin.



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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 begins to speak.

EC3: Sorry for interrupting this match. As you all know I had some rather important business to attend to after what happened earlier in the show. I listened to you two talk earlier and wanted to see you two keep your words. I mean we can't have a World Champion who lies right? That's why I'm making this match a No Disqualifications match. Meant to do this before the match started but oh well. Good luck you two.


Blackman looks at the ref and snatches his barbie stick back from him. Spike is trying to get up and looks back at EC3 with pure anger in his eyes. Blackman takes advantage and attacks him from behind with the barbie stick, Spike's shirt ripping from the barbed wire. The impact of the blow has Spike wincing in pain as he walks to the center of the ring and falls to his knees. Blackman takes the barbie stick and puts it over Spike's face, shredding him with the barbed wire yelling out "YOU ASKED FOR THIS!". Blood is pouring down LSD's face and so Blaxckman just shoves him face first into the mat and then turns him over for a pin.



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But Spike gets the shoulder up just in time! Blackman gets a small smile on his face and shakes his head.


Tom Phillips: This is just barbaric now. You can't just change a match while it's going on.

Corey Graves: You can't but trust me, EC3 can. Besides it was an honest mistake. If Kevin Steen hadn't threatened our General Manager earlier in the night, maybe Spike would have had a fighting chance. This is all Kevin Steen's fault!


Blackman goes outside of the ring and lifts up the apron. He throws multiple chairs out of the way and even slides a couple into the ring before grabbing a table from under the ring. This draws loud cheers as everyone loves a table. He slides it into the ring and props it up in the corner. Spike is still on the ground, a pool of blood at his face. Blackman picks him up and leans him against the corner in the table. He takes a few steps back and looks to be sizing up Spike. He then takes off running with a Bicycle Kick but Spike moves out of the way just in time! Blackman's foot however breaks right through the table causing a foot sized hole near the edge of the table. His foot however is stuck and Spike takes advantage of the one legged Blackman, punching and kicking him all over. Blackman still can't get out so Spike walks over and picks up a chair that Blackman had thrown in earlier. He comes back and hits Steve right across the back! Blackman is still standing though and so this time Spike strikes him across the head! Blackman now falls back but his foot is still stuck, placing him practically in a tree of woe.


Tom Phillips: Steve Blackman is now in a dangerous predicament.

Corey Graves: What a barbaric champion we have.

Tom Phillips: You were just praising Blackman for ripping the flesh off of Spike earlier!

Corey Graves: Blackman isn't the face of NXT! I hope Dolph Ziggler brings a bit more class to this show.


Spike takes the table legs off the corner and places them inside of the ring, Blackman's body just slinging around with whatever momentum brings him along. Spike goes to the other side and lifts the table up, picking up the legs and setting it up near the corner. Blackman is still motionless on top of it and Spike exits to the apron, climbing up the ropes. The fans in the arena all get on their feet as he gets to the top. He points to the heavens before jumping off with a senton, crashing through the table! The table breaks into pieces like an old fashioned video game and Spike goes for the pin.



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But Blackman gets his foot on the bottom rope!


Corey Graves: Rookie mistake by Spike Dudley.

Tom Phillips: I think the blood loss may have got to him and he forgot to pull Blackman away from the ropes.

Corey Graves: Honestly I'm surprised that was enough weight to break the table.

Tom Phillips: OK we get it Corey, he's small.

Corey Graves: Hey don't take that tone with me, he's the one embracing the whole Little Spike Dudley thing.


Spike stays on the mat, clearly exhausted after not even much rest after Wrestlemania. The crowd claps for both men as this has been an entertaining battle thus far. They both start to rise at the same time and eventually come to blows. Spike strikes first but Blackman being the pure striker that he is is able to hurt Spike even more. To counter this, Spike goes crazy and just strikes over and over again before Blackman can even retaliate. The Dead Prez looks dazed as Spike takes a step back and yells out to pump himself up. Blackman however goes low and straight up kicks Spike in the balls. Spike hunches over and Blackman kicks him straight in the face with the Bicycle Kick! Spike almost flips in the air but lands folded over. Blackman turns him over and hooks both legs for the pin.



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Steve Blackman!





Blackman gets his hand raised but the celebration is cut short when Abyss and Crazzy Steve come out and attack him from behind! Clearly not too happy about how Blackman attacked him earlier, they start to beat him down until Steve goes outside and grabs a steel chair. Abyss holds Blackman up as Steve winds up for the chair shot. He swing but Blackman moves ouit of the way and it's Abyss who gets nailed with the chair. He stays standing but Blackman takes out Steve with a Bicycle Kick! Abyss however takes down Blackman with a massive clothesline. He now heads out of the ring and lifts up the apron. After a little digging, he comes back up with Janice!

Abyss slides back into the ring and measures Blackman, waiting for him to get to his feet. Once he does, Abyss lifts the bat up but it gets taken away from behind by none other than Al Snow! The crowd roars as Snow hits him in the gut with Janice! Abyss turns around and eats a Bicycle Kick to the face! Snow enters the ring and he raises Blackman's arm in victory as Headcheese stand tall.


END OF SHOW


Confirmed for Vengeance


International Championship

Spike Dudley(c) vs Dolph Ziggler


Anything Goes

Kevin Steen vs EC3


Credits

Promos - Respective TTers

Jericho vs Wyatt - SBS

Bucks vs Decay - Crann

Corbin vs Uso - Dresden

Everything else - Danny