NXT 4/27/17

[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: We've got a big main event this evening as Dolph Ziggler goes one on one with Mr. Money in the bank, Kurt Angle. These two men don't like each other and it's going to be a fun one.


Tom Phillips: Plus we've got Pete Dunne fighting Owen Hart and his rival Baron Corbin fighting Aleister Black. Two hard hitting matches that I'm sure Corey can't wait to see.


Corey Graves: You've got that right but in addition to that we have Bray Wyatt taking on Kevin Steen in what's sure to be a hell of a fight! Plus Headcheese reunited last week and Decay is not happy about that. Those two teams will settle their differences tonight.


Tom Phillips: But first it's time for the Highlight Reel! let's take it down to ringside!






Chris Jericho enters the arena to a mass of fireworks to kick off the show, striking his signature pose in his signature jacket to his signature entrance music. The crowd chants 'Y2J' as he heads down the ramp towards the ring. Jericho steps between the ropes and walks to something covered up by black tarp.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to NXT is Jericho!!!

Tonight is going to be action-packed with the five best matches not involving me that EC3 could book. It's a shame that I won't be competing tonight, but I have to do something to keep the fans from rioting, so I am greatly honored to announce that this is officially the first edition of the new and improved.....

Jericho throws off the tarp to reveal the monitor.



HIGHLIGHT REEL, featuring the JeriTron 6527. That's right. Even the JeriTron is new and improved for The Highlight Reel.

Unfortunately, I don't have a guest for tonight, so no heads will be going through this insanely expensive piece of equipment, but who needs a guest when you've already got the best?

Some people lately have been saying my return isn't legitimate, as if I don't deserve the spotlight I'm getting. Well, I proved doubters wrong last week by beating the Intercontinental Champion. In the month I've been back, I've not been pinned or submitted. However, I do have one loss, one blemish on my otherwise perfect record. That one loss came at the Grandest Stage of Them All in the Money In The Bank match.

Jericho signals for a replay of the last minute or so of the match to show on the JeriTron 6527 as the lights dim.

Riddle is dead'd by the attack. Goldberg gets hurt bad too, and it's Chris Jericho that capitalizes. Staggering a bit as he uses the ropes to help himself up, Jericho runs at Goldberg and then tosses him out of the ring. He pushes Riddle out too, but that dude wasn't gonna get in his way. He's done.

Jericho steadies up the ladder and then heads on up, but slowly, cause he's so banged up. The fans are screaming "Y2J" as he gets closer and closer, ready to claim the MITB and punch his ticket back into the main event.


Graves: Jericho is gonna win this thing!




Chris reaches the top rung and reaches up for the briefcase...




Phillips: This is it...



The fans can't believe it! They're so stoked! Chris Jericho's hands reach out to clasp the briefcase...




And then the ladder gets knocked over! It's Kurt Angle! Back from the dead! He pushes the ladder out from under Jericho, but Chris falls straight down. Somehow Angle catches him on the way down and transitions into a GRAVITY-ASSISTED HYPERDRIVE ANGLE SLAM~! It's an amazing feat! Another "HOLY SHIT" chant!

Jericho rolls out of the ring, and it's just Angle left in there now. He's hurting like all hell, but there's a window of opportunity and he's gonna make the most of it! Angle pulls the ladder back up and climbs. The Gold Medalist is halfway up when Baron Corbin gets back into the ring and starts up the other side.


Phillips: Baron Corbin is back up! He's back up!

Graves: The only two guys in this match still capable of moving are climbing the ladder! They're gonna meet at the top! Something's gotta give!


Corey is right. Angle and Corbin both reach the top at the same time and then start trading shots. A huge right from The Lone Wolf. A vicious forearm from Angle. Back and forth and back again, each shot taking a bigger tool as they struggle to keep their footing.

The fans are firmly behind Kurt but it seems like Corbin might be gaining an advantage. His strikes are heavier and now landing more frequently. He's got Angle teetering, and almost has him gone when Kurt shoots back with a massive, stunning, destructive headbutt right to the bridge of Corbin's nose! The force of the blow sends Corbin crashing down to the canvas.

With the crowd screaming him name, Angle is left alone at the top. He reaches above his head, grabs the briefcase and unhooks it, claiming the Money in the Bank contract.

DING DING DING

Your Winner,

And the NEW Mr. Money in the Bank...

KURT ANGLE

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Angle holds the briefcase above his ahead, celebrating the hard-fought victory to a chorus of cheers some seventy thousand strong.

Phillips: Angle has done it! Angle has won the Money in the Bank!

Graves: I thought he was finished early on. He spent most of this match out cold...

Phillips: But he is the winner, and like the rest of these men, he went through hell in this match.

Graves: Well, I can't argue with that.

Phillips: Angle now has the tool he needs to once again go after the UWF International Championship. This may be his biggest win coming to NXT.

Angle slowly climbs down the ladder while medical personal rush to ringside to cart off everyone else and the crew hurries to rebuild all the announce tables. Angle once again lifts his prize up high and screams "It's true! It's damn true!" while heading up the ramp. Wrestlemania VI continues elsewhere.

Alright. I'll admit it. Kurt Angle's strategy was pretty good. I would've taken a nap at ringside too had I thought of it. But I was closer than everybody else in that match to the prize that was going to elevate me to the main event, not that I'm not already at that status. It just would have proved my doubters even more wrong.

Kurt Angle, you won the match, and with that, the right to an International Title match anywhere and anytime. That's great. I'm sure you'll waste it just like every other opportunity you've had lately. *Cough* *Cough* NXT TakeOver Brooklyn *Cough* *Cough*

Kurt, you've had your shots. You've had your chances. I would've too, had I not been stuck with a useless tag team partner whose name I will not mention, but that's not the point. The point is, it's time for a new superstar to take center stage, and you're looking right at him.

But do you know what happens, Kurt Angle, to people who take opportunities away from the Best In The World At What I Do? Do you know what happens?

Kurt Angle, this has been long overdue, but..........YOU JUST MADE THE LIST!!!!!







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: “If it isn’t the one and only Chris Jericho in the flesh. In the midst of your little tirade I seem to get the idea that you are extremely jealous. You find yourself envying me because I took what you coveted the most at WrestleMania, and that is this briefcase. I’m not even surprised by your actions. I’m sure the rest of the locker room not named Spike is jealous and full of envy as well. You in particular, are the perfect candidate for the jealous type. A failing wrestling career combined with a horrible rock band sounds like the perfect recipe for suicide. Add pissing me off and adding me to a fictitious list and you’ve got yourself a guaranteed death sentence.”

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.


“You’ve always had a way with words Chris. But me, I’m more of an action guy. You see, if you keep calling me out and pissing me off, then I will be forced to have to send that head and face off yours through your expensive TV screen here. You see, all this doesn’t mean anything to me. You don’t mean anything to me, your TV show means nothing to me, and your music is trash. The only thing that matters to me is winning and wrestling, and unless you’re willing to put your money where your mouth is, I’m going to need you to shut the hell up.”





“You call yourself the best in the world but I just don’t see it. What are you the best at? Losing? Disappearing on long hiatuses without a trace? Making extremely bad music? Hosting shows that no one gives a damn about? But I am curious as to what the hell you are babbling about. What happens when I take opportunities away from you? My guess would be nothing because you are nothing, and you stand for nothing.”

Jericho just looks at Angle with a snarl on his face before lifting his mic up to speak once more.

Really? I stand for nothing? Well then tell me something Angle, what happens when this nothing beats you senseless and makes you tap out? What then Angle? I'll tell you what, Vengeance is coming up and it looks like you and I don't have a match yet. What do you say we fix that?

The crowd pops huge and Angle nods his head in agreement.

Then it's official, Y2J Chris Jericho vs Mr. Money in the Bank Kurt Angle at Vengeance! See you the Kurt.

Jericho smiles at Angle as the two stay standing there as the camera fades out.


We are at some radio studio that was shot a day before their tag match against Decay, where we see this man (pictured below), getting prepared for an interview.




???: Hello fans, this is not Sam Roberts, your smarky mark of this profession, and I have a special surprise for you fans listing, we have a reunion of... I am not going to tell you who it is... but I will give you a hint, it rhymes with Man Black and Snow Al... couldn't figure it out, its Blackman and Snow. HEADCHEESE!!!! There here to do a quick interview about their time in UWF and their upcoming match against Decay in NXT. Before we ge to that, we have a commercial break.


Suddenly, there was no ad so we see not Sam ugly mug talking.


Sam Roberts: I am back, and we have my somewhat favorite odd couple Al Snow and Steve Blackman!





Then we see Blackman and Snow sitting on opposite sides of the table, with their headsets on. Then we see Snow looking "agitated".


Snow: When will I get paid for this? I don't have all day here! I have to take out Steve's old group, Decay. So if you don---


Snow cracks up a bit, as Roberts continues the conversation.


Roberts: Well Snow, I see you are amped up for the reunion with Blackman. How does it feel to reunite with him, and saving him from Decay last NXT?

Snow: It's was an adrenaline rush to me, I honestly feared he would have been slaughtered against em. They are some one smelly cats, Steve why did you bother hanging with em?

Blackman: That's none of your concern, they are nothing more than stepping stone for something greater. I mean, to be honest I only infiltrated that group to get closer to Rosemary.

Roberts: Oh yeah, that night you kissed her, I bet it was most funniest experience in your time on NXT.

Blackman: Not really, winning the Hardcore Championship three times and beating the International Champion Spike, was the most funniest time here. She was just a woman who... let me not continue that before you get off the air.


Roberts: Oh come on Steve, you can shoot the breeze on the air. Be honest with your true feelings for her.


Snow: Seesh, you must be on virgin to harp on someone kissing someone on TV. Lets move on to something more important, our reunion match against Decay.


Roberts: Well what about them?


Snow: They are some the MOST i mean, MOST filthiest people i've met in the ring. When Rosemary had to scream out "DECAY" to our faces, as soon I smelled her breath, something died inside me. So now, I want to atone my loss of smell against her boys. I know I can't wait to beat the crap out of dog boy Steve, broken teeth Abyss, and maybe get my claws on Rosemary. You know Roberts, I will personally give you front row seat ticket to watch us make their blood spread like mustard gas.

Roberts: Oh wow Snow, you seem ready for war against em, now you Blackman or is it Dead Prez... Are you ready to take out Decay once and for all?

Blackman: Prez is the character you see on TV, he's ready to take anyone of them out of their misery. Me on the other hand to be honest, I could care less about the outcome, I just want to hurt people like I always been doing since 2014 when I debuted on UWF.

Then suddenly the Snow and Blackman starts to leave the radio interview midway, and we see a sad face Roberts. But it got cut short into something else better.




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 as he raises the microphone he's holding up to his mouth.



THE UNION

Like a siren sounding off, Tom Morello's guitar lick kicks off cover of the classic Dylan tune. When that grooving riff finally comes around, Kevin Steen walks out on to the ramp, The Young Bucks following closely behind, and The Proletariat Boar behind them. They are The Union. A tepidly mixed reaction is soon overwhelmed by a significant "SEIZE THE MEANS" chant to the tune of "NEW DAY ROCKS". The Bucks encourage it as they strut towards the squared circle, but Kevin's attention is solely focused on Bray Wyatt.

DING DING DING

With Steen being blindsided last week and being in no mood for fun and games, and Wyatt in his usual sadistic attitude, both opponents skip the pleasantries of circling each other into a grapple, and rush each other at the center of the ring, and proceed to slug it out with each of their right hands in an improvised clinch. Wyatt, eventually, goes low with a knee into the large stomach of Steen, and Kane Uppercuts him into the ropes. Wyatt whips him off the ropes, and as Steen comes running back, Wyatt ducks under, and with Steen running back again, Wyatt hits Steen with his running body avalanche onto the sternum of Steen!

Corey Graves: “Body avalanche onto the chestbone of Steen!”

Tom Phillips: “Imagine what that’s like against Steen; with both him and Wyatt being roughly the same weight!”

Steen rolls for the ropes, to use them to help get himself up. As Steen is getting himself up, Wyatt casually tries to deal more damage whilst Steen against the ropes, however, before Wyatt can get off any strikes, Steen back-body drops Wyatt over the top rope, and to the outside. Wyatt scrambles to gather his bearings, until Kevin bounces back, and does a rolling senton to the outside! Wyatt is on the arena floor and dazed!

Tom Phillips: “Rolling Senton, by Steen!”

Corey Graves: “—and this is where the innovator of ultraviolence is scariest; when he’s in control, the match has slowed down, and the momentum on his side.”

Kevin Steen yanks Wyatt up by his long hair and braids, screaming something profane as per his usual in-ring trash talking, and spikes Wyatt’s head on the ring barrier. He smashes his cranium on the ringside barrier, before blasting Wyatt in the face with a wild right hand. Again, Wyatt is sent reeling across the ringside floor, although still standing this time. Steen comes running at Wyatt whilst he’s dazed, and runs at him with a smashmouth-like spinning back elbow that catches Wyatt in the jaw, and sends him to the arena floor. The mature members of the audience praise Steen for his brutality, although still up in the air with the rest of the audience thus far. Steen then hooks Wyatt by the trousers, and tosses him into the ring. Steen covers-

1...

Wyatt kicks out at one!

Steen, angrily, begins to clobber unto the resilient Wyatt with right hands – not frustrated yet – but the shots have no effect against the durable Wyatt, and as Steen has Wyatt relatively locked up in the clinch, Wyatt stands up regardless of Steen’s control, and gouges Steen in the eye. The audience boos. Steen yells in pain, Wyatt then swings Steen’s arm over his shoulder, and while still gouging out the eye of Steen, Wyatt lifts him up and slams him down with the Uranage! Wyatt covers-

1…

2…

Now, Steen kicks out!

Corey Graves: “Kick out by Steen, from the Uranage!”

Tom Phillips: “God – how is that not an illegal slam, Corey?”

Corey Graves: “It’s been down, dirty, and scrappy, but this has been a good match so far; it’d be foolish of the official to end it here.”

Steen brings himself to his knees, a palm held above his right eye. Wyatt playfully slaps his prey across his face, but Steen retaliates back with instantly rising back up and striking the New Face of Fear with a bone-shattering palm strike. Again, with Wyatt dazed and confused, Steen violently whips Wyatt’s body front-first into the corner, and as Wyatt ricochets off, Steen throws Wyatt overhead with a mean, release-German Suplex! Wyatt rolls across the ring from the impact of the German Suplex, he’s on his back, as Steen predicts this and rebounds off the ropes with a running senton! Steen covers—

1…

2..-

Wyatt kicks out at exactly the count of two, and it’s obvious Wyatt is especially tenacious here tonight. Steen screams, “You absolutely suck!”, into the face of Wyatt, as he’s down on his knees, getting tauntfully slapped around by the Steen on the mat. Wyatt recovers, performing one of his signature throat thrusts, as this knocks Steen back; the audience boos Wyatt. Steen retaliates with a powerful punch to the head of Wyatt, the audience cheer. The Boo-Yea spot continues for several exchanges before Wyatt knees Mr. Wrestling in the stomach again, and lifts, and Wyatt throws Steen back down with an ugly, canvas-thundering powerbomb! Wyatt hooks the leg-

Tom Phillips: “God – what a powerbomb from Bray Wyatt!”

1…

2…

But, Steen kicks out!

Corey Graves: “As ugly as that Powerbomb was, Steen’s kicked out of worse, that’s for sure.

Kevin’s coughing, and Wyatt has him by the hair. Wyatt whips Steen into the corner, where Wyatt comes running back with a big, running body splash, and it has Steen ricochet out of the corner, but the Innovator of Ultraviolence completely no-sells the body splash! Steen’s come alive, as he gives Wyatt the middle finger, and taunts him to come forward. Wyatt runs forward with a wild strike, but misses, and bounces off the ropes. Steen takes advantage by, when Wyatt comes running back, throwing him high into the air with a pop-up Powerbomb back down to the canvas!

Tom Phillips: “Pop-up Powerbomb! Pop-up Powerbomb! That’s it-- ”

Corey Graves: “Hold on a sec’ here, Tom – why isn’t Steen going for the pin?”

Tom Phillips: “I think Kevin Steen is livid!”

Having clearly gone into second wind from being body splashed, Steen toys with his prey, slapping him around whilst Wyatt’s on his knees. Steen knocks him, and at this point, Steen has Wyatt on full-mount, and begins to pummel away with hammer fists unto Wyatt. Wyatt has a sick, sadistic grin on his features as he’s getting pummeled; like he enjoys it, with Steen getting angrier by each punch he delivers unto Wyatt. The Wyatt Family is debating getting into the ring, as Rowan is on the apron, the official has his hands full, as the Union is locked in a staredown with the other members (Harper and Strowman) of the Wyatt Family, until—

Corey Graves: “This is complete chaos!”

Tom Phillips: “Wait, who—“


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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: Oh hey there Kevin, sorry to interrupt your match but I've got an important announcement and we're running a bit late on time. I hope you won't mind but I just wanted to let everyone know that Jericho and Angle will indeed be fighting each other one on one at Vengeance. That was all. A again sorry Kevin, good luck in your match.


Steen is at the ring ropes, shouting profanities at Ethan Carter as he continues to talk. Concurrently, Wyatt has risen from his back creepy spider-style, and turns Steen around whilst he’s so angrily distracted with Ethan, and hits Sister Abigail! Kevin Steen’s head spikes off the mat towards the center of the ring, as Wyatt makes the cover—

1…

2…

3…

DING DING DING

AND YOUR WINNER OF THE MATCH,

BRAY WYATT

Wyatt gets his hand raised while he laughs. EC3 is still no the stage laughing as well as Steen is laid out in the middle of the ring. Ethan shakes his head and heads to the back while Steen lays motionless as the live feed goes elsewhere.


Wandering around NXT, a charming lady whose name is unimportant approaches Pete Dunne, who also appears to be wandering backstage during the ongoing broadcast of NXT.



The Lady: Pete, I've seen the way you treated my colleague last week, so I am not going to bother asking you questions at all... except this one, atleast. What are your plans for tonight's match? Any other thoughts? I won't bother you, I'll just hand you the microphone.

Pete Dunne takes the microphone and the show starts being all about him once again.

Pete Dunne: At least you know the local rules and you respect them. When Pete Dunne is in the house, the spotlight is on him and nobody asks questions. And about what you just asked me, I believe I've said it all in the statement I've uploaded to UWF.com. It's easily accessible, go see for yourself if you haven't seen it yet. But even if you didn't - that minus is only yours, not mine. Don't cry when everything you're used to falls apart. Your heroes, your villains, roles, rules, matches, shows... all that crap's just boundaries to me to the point where I almost find it insulting when you assume that I'm just your average "heel" wrestler begging for a title shot, I'm not that simple like you are. I'm not even a force, I'm no monster, no machine, no gimmick. I'm just a man who knows how to grapple like a demi-god and make you writhe while he's at it. I'm Pete bloody Dunne. And I cannot be stopped by default.

Pete smirks and walks away as we go back to the usual programming.



The crowd is eagerly awaiting the next match on the card when all of a sudden...

One More Time!



The crowd groans as the Wet Bandits make their return to NXT! Still looking for that first big win after sparsely competing for a year they head down to the ring. Dan Lawrence asks for a mic so Markus goes out and gets him one for him to speak.

Dan Lawrence: I've had it! Time and time again we've been mistreated and overlooked. I think we proved ourselves at last years Wrestlemania but then just a few weeks ago we weren't even at Wrestlemania! Markus may be a happy go lucky guy but I'm pissed off for both of us! That's why we're issuing an open challenge for any tag team to come out here and try beat us. We've improved leaps and bounds this past year and I dare any of you idiots to come out here and try to stop us!

The pair are suddenly interrupted as a familiar theme begins to play on the arena soundsystem.



Tom Phillips: What?

Corey Graves: Dolph Ziggler? But he's not a team player! How can he answer the challenge of a tag team! Especially when he already has a match tonight, Tom?

Indeed, Dolph Ziggler does trot out from the back, but he's not in his ring gear yet — he's still wearing his hoodie and smirking as he brings a microphone out with him to clearly address the Wet Bandits.



DOLPH ZIGGLER
Will you two idiots shut up? You have no place here, on this brand, on this show, or in this company. See, a few weeks ago ECIII decided he was going to call on me to clean up NXT. And it was a smart move on his part, because I have every intent of doing that. I wasn't just brought into the fold to bust up stupid Unions or end the title reigns of undeserving champions, I'm also here to put an end to all of the dead weight that walks around in the back, not delivering anything worthwhile for these fans who lay down their hard-won dollars to see the spectacle of the UWF live.

The fans are booing Ziggler, more on principle than over what he's saying. Dolph smirks as the Wet Bandits look somewhat confused in the ring, but game for what they think will be a two-on-one handicap match. Dan Lawrence even invites Ziggler to step into the ring with a come get some gesture.

Oh no, Dan. No, I won't be stepping in that ring with you. I have absolutely no intent of wasting my time with low-rent losers like you. But I spent some time on the road last week, interviewing some guys for a job. See, for months, I've been wondering why guys like Spike Dudley and Kevin Steen and even CM Punk got ahead of me on the food chain and the only difference I see — aside from the fact that I'm a million times more talented than any of them — is that they all had guys. Steen has the Bucks. Spike has the Dudley Boyz. Punk had Bulletproof. So I decided I was going to get myself some guys. But I don't hire blindly. I want to see what my guys can do. And that... well, kiddos, that's where you come in. Have a nice rest of your lives!

Dolph then turns and starts walking to the back as the fans sit in stunned silence, awaiting the arrival of his guys. Then the titantron flares to life and the arena soundsystem begins to play unfamiliar music.



Tom Phillips: Who on Earth...?

Corey Graves: Uh oh. I've read stories about these guys in the magazines Tom. This is not going to be pretty.

From the back come two very large, very imposing men and one smaller, less imposing but still menacing one. The third man is a face many recognize as legendary manager Paul Ellering. The other two are unknowns. They all walk down to the middle of the ramp and stand there, the two large men looking to the third for guidance. He points toward the Wet Bandits.



The big men head to the ring, climbing up onto the apron and entering over the top rope. Lawrence and Crane immediately close and try to deter them with clubbing blows, but the big men straight no-sell and fire back with their own hard rights that rock the Bandits, sending them reeling to the ropes. Lawrence tries to recover by charging, looking for a lariat, but one of the big men just straight gorilla presses him and throws him out of the ring into a barricade that buckles from the sheer force of his weight, thrown at the velocity he was thrown, impacting it.

Corey Graves: And here we go, Tom! Paul Ellering has brought two monsters to bear and from the look of things, they're Dolph Ziggler's errand boys!

Tom Phillips: This does not bode well for anyone, Corey.

The two big men now turn on Marcus Crane, who is begging for mercy. One of them screams something unintelligible in a foreign language and Crane tries to run, but he is grabbed by the other who throws him toward the first. The first big man lifts Crane and tilt-a-whirls him into a nasty-looking backbreaker! The first big man then lifts Crane back to his feet and pulls him into a Russian leg sweep hold while the other hits the ropes and rebounds into a HUGE lariat as the first falls back, dropping Crane with the positively devastating maneuver. Ellering, then, walks up the steps and enters the ring, surveying the destruction his boys have wrought before nodding — seemingly satisfied — and pointing to the back. The three of them, having made their statement, then make an exit.


As NXT rolls on, we’re taken back to the signature, dark, occult church-like scene that’ve become all synonymous with the man known as the End – Aleister Black. The scene, gloomy as ever, has Aleister Black apparently in a suit, instead of his usual ring attire; staring inquisitively off unto a particularly gruesome-looking, dark-themed painting.



Aleister Black: “Do you know what makes me tick?”

The question lingers,

Aleister Black: “Nothing. Quite literally, nothing. I was born on this planet with flesh and bone, a head aboard my shoulders, but I do not operate on this planet by a simple clock, or a compass, or even a moral code. I am a man of the grey area, and I bid only the will of the Old Nick. Pete Dunne has not outmatched his will, but has merely escaped. Pete Dunne is merely an ant, and he – the man downstairs – the unliving anteater behind closed doors.

Aleister Black: “Corbin, you are a weak man; another man that feels compelled to take control, when he cannot. You are another football player. You are another man possessed by his emotions, riddled in his anger, and driven towards your beliefs instead of the facts. The belief that you're a king, the fact that you're not. You are reoccurring figment of this industry, and I will root you out for the child that’s inside you. You are anything, but a king.”

Aleister Black: “Me? I’ve been promised my power, my prestige, my control – but first, I must take, take, and take. And Corbin, I will take, in one night, everything you’re worth – from you – to me – to my occult – to him.”

The scene, fades to black.

Backstage, a cameraman spots Chris Jericho walking out of his personal dressing room. Renee Young approaches him for an interview.



Renee Young: Chris Jericho, earlier tonight, EC3 announced a match at Vengeance between you and Kurt-

Chris Jericho: Yeah. I know what EC aye aye aye said. I was there. Get to the good part. And make it quick. I've got Domino's coming.

Young: We didn't really get your thoughts on the match, so could you give us your opinion?

Jericho grabs the mic from Young.

Jericho: What are my thoughts on the match? Renee, Kurt Angle stole my shot back into the title scene from me. I'm supposed to be main eventing against Ziggler tonight. I'm supposed to be carrying the UWF lunchbox around with me, rubbing it in everyone else's faces as they walked by.

But instead, I got nothing. You might not know what it's like, but I feel it now. That feeling when you've made it so far only for an undeserving lowlife to take your spot. It's horrible.

Jericho turns and stares into the camera, addressing Angle directly.

Kurt Angle, not only will I beat you and get my Vengeance-

Random guy off-screen high fives Jericho.

-but at the end of the match, when I'm done beating you to a bloody pulp, you'll be on the ground begging for mercy. I hope you're ready, because I will be.

Jericho gives the mic back to Renee Young and walks away.

Jesus Christ. Where is he? The tracker said he should be here by now.

Well, there you have it. Chris Jericho's thoughts on his newly scheduled match at Vengeance.





That thump-thump-thump intro and the opening riff of Marilyn Manson's "The Nobodies" plays over the arena soundsystem and the fans start booing loudly. Soon, the men (and woman) to whom the theme belong emerge from the back, cackling like lunatics. Crazzy Steve looks even more unhinged than usual as Rosemary quite literally drags him by a chain leash, while Abyss brings up the rear, his face obscured beneath a hood. The trio descend the ramp, walk up the ring steps and enter the ring.



Lights start to flicker around the arena, and we see Dead Prez and Snowman with a unnamed valet, walking down the ring. We see Snow go into the ring first, and taunts the fans with his a bloody Mannequin Head, while Prez enters the ring and taunts with his barbie in the air as theme cuts off. Then we hear the fans chanting "Hell Cheese" as the duo look at Decay, while Snow looks at Steve and waves his Head at Rosemary.


VS



DING DING DING

The bell rings, and it's Al Snow and Crazzy Steve starting things off in this match-up. Snow and Steve circle each other for a few moments before closing in and tying up. Steve gets the upper hand, forcing Snow back to the ropes, but then Snow pushes off of them and forces Steve back to the middle of the ring before pulling him into a side headlock! Snow keeps the headlock cinched as he hits Steve on the top of the skull with several blows, then drags Steve to the ground with a hip toss while keeping the headlock tight. Snow lands on top of Steve and proceeds to smash him in the face with a flurry of closed-fist blows, clearly demonstrating his contempt for Decay and what they did to his friend, Blackman. The official doesn't notice at first but, when he does, he starts a count and hits four before Snow breaks off, climbs to his feet and heads to Decay's corner to smack talk Abyss.

Tom Phillips: We're underway with what promises to be a very intense and bitter match-up between these friends-turned-foes, Steve Blackman and Decay.

Corey Graves: I'm not sure you can really characterize their relationship with each other as friendly at any point. Decay abducted Steve Blackman and brainwashed him, making him into what they call a superior version of himself.

Snow turns back around to find Steve getting vertical, though clearly dazed from the punching. Steve's face paint is smeared and around the nose is especially red — he's bleeding. Snow charges and grounds him with a shoulder block, then pulls Steve to his feet and sends him into Headcheese's corner before following with a running back elbow. Snow proceeds to hit a flurry of further back elbows, eight in all, connecting flush with Crazzy Steve's face before he tags in Blackman. The fans cheer as Blackman enters the ring and immediately goes to work with a nasty combination of kicks to Crazzy Steve in the corner, then leads him out and connects with a snapmare that he transitions into a seated chinlock from one knee, with the upward one planted squarely in Crazzy Steve's upper back. Blackman works the stretch hold for several long seconds as Steve claws at air, but then the lunatic manages to reach back and get a handful of Blackman's short, cropped hair and he uses his free hand to punch Blackman. One of the blows lands stiff enough to temporarily stagger the Dead Prez, which allows Steve to spring to freedom and tag in the Monster waiting in his corner.

Corey Graves: And now the match's tone will likely shift dramatically as the Monster Abyss is entering the squared circle, Tom.

Tom Phillips: We have seen Abyss be completely unmoveable against other foes. Let's see how Steve Blackman and Al Snow handle this tortured behemoth.

Abyss lumbers over to Blackman but as he does, the Dead Prez is ready. He kicks Abyss in the left calf, then the right, then the left thigh, then hits Abyss in the stomach with a thrust-kick before spinning around with a spinning roundhouse to the side of the head! Abyss staggers backward to the ropes and as he does, Blackman explodes forward with a HUGE bicycle kick that sends the Monster tumbling over the top to the outside! The fans pop in a big way for Blackman as he grins, glaring down at Abyss who has landed on his back on the floor. Rosemary crouches beside him and offers him some words of encouragement before glaring at Blackman, who blows her a kiss. She turns away, repulsed as Abyss lumbers back to his feet and tries to slide into the ring. Blackman, however, allows zero separation and is kicking and punting and stomping the Monster from the moment he touches canvas, so Abyss slips back out of the ring. Blackman laughs at the big man's apparent cowardice and calls him a coward outright.

Tom Phillips: Steve Blackman is king of the castle, Corey.

Corey Graves: That may be true right now, but Decay never stays down.

Abyss climbs up on the apron. When he gets there, Blackman attempts another bicycle kick but the Monster has it scouted and steps to the side. Blackman can't stop his own forward momentum, and ends up chicken winging himself on the ropes! Abyss, of course, has no plans to let it go at that as he grabs the ropes and starts lifting them, driving the unrelenting barrier up into Blackman's groin for several long seconds before putting a palm to the Dead Prez's face and shoving him back into the ring. Abyss then enters the squared circle and pulls Blackman to his feet, but as he does the Dead Prez breaks free and drives Abyss into HeadCheese's corner, connecting with a surging shoulder thrust before tagging in Al Snow! Snow enters the ring and he and Blackman spend several seconds alternating punches and kicks to the corner-bound Monster, alternatively, before leading him from the corner and Irish whipping him into the ropes. The two men bolt in opposite directions with Snow running alongside Abyss and as he rebounds and charges into the centre of the ring, Blackman goes high with a bicycle kick, Snow goes low with a chop block, and Abyss goes down hard on the apron. Blackman hooks a leg.

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Corey Graves: What a combo by Steve Blackman and Al Snow there, and we can see that they're getting back in the groove of working as a unit Tom.

Tom Phillips: Both men are veterans of the squared circle, too, and that's weighing in on their ability to control this match.

Abyss may have managed a kick-out, but he doesn't seem to have a lot left in the tank. Rosemary hisses words of encouragement to him from outside the ring as Blackman heads back to his corner. Snow pulls Abyss back to his feet and throws him into the ropes, and as Abyss rebounds he does so into a huge sitout spinebuster! Snow follows through with the cover.

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Tom Phillips: Al Snow showing some strength there.

Corey Graves: The Snowman is known for being a pretty goofy prescence, but he doesn't get enough credit for also being one of the stronger men to step into a wrestling ring, Tom.

Snow gets back to his feet and heads over to Decay's corner, this time staring down Crazzy Steve as he runs his mouth. Steve, however, does not have the restraint of Abyss and he straight up thumbs Snow in the eye! The fans boo, the ref issues a warning but Steve doesn't care as he leaps up onto the top rope and springboards into a sort of Lou Thesz press on Snow, then starts raining down savage lefts and rights directly to Snow's face! Steve connects with twelve or maybe thirteen stiff blows before the official hauls him off of Snow and offers him a stern rebuke, threatening to disqualify his team. Steve then heads to the outside, but the damage is done as Snow writhes, dazed, and Abyss gets to his feet. The Monster offers a twisted grin at Blackman before pulling Snow to his feet and shoving him back into the ropes, then unloading with large, overhead, open-palmed smacks straight to Snow's chest, right around where the heart is. Abyss delivers these huge, walloping strikes four at a time before pausing momentarily, then delivering another round. He does this three times before Irish whipping Snow to the opposite ropes, and as Snow rebounds, Abyss plants him with the Black Hole Slam! The Monster hooks Snow's leg.

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Al Snow kicks out and the fans erupt in cheering! Abyss seems nonplussed, figuring one slam would be enough to put Snow away here. He gets to his feet and throws Snow into Decay's corner, then steps back and prepares to charge before lurching forward, looking for a splash! Snow has this scouted and gets a boot up, and Abyss runs right into it face-first, staggering away from the corner while Snow throws a back elbow to the side of Crazzy Steve's head that sends him off the apron! Snow then charges and lariats Abyss, who falls to the canvas, before calling for the Snow Plow! The fans cheer as Al stalks Abyss, and when the Monster finally gets to his feet, Snow scoops him up and holds him there for the fans who cheer at the display of raw strength, before dropping Abyss head-first with the scoop brainbuster.

Tom Phillips: Snowplow!

Snow looks like he's about to hook the leg, but Rosemary slides into the ring and so he gets to his feet as she stares him down, looking momentarily cutesy. Snow seems seduced, but Blackman calls to him and tosses Head, which he catches. As Snow turns back around, Rosemary tries to spit her vile poison in his face, but Snow brings Head up just in time to block the mist! Rosemary has no follow-up, usually the Mist does the job, but Snow turns Head around to see the poor thing has taken the full blow and he screams, "WHY, GOD?!?" as Blackman enters the ring, surges forward and straight bicycle kicks Rosemary in the face! Decay's valet takes the full force of the blow and collapses like a flan in a cupboard, motionless, on the canvas. Snow then turns around to find Steve surging at him, so he clocks Steve in the face with Head, which sends the small man reeling back to the ropes. Snow then follows through with a running blow from Head that sends Steve over the top! As Snow turns around, he discovers Abyss back on his feet and glaring at Blackman and him, alternatively. Snow throws Head in Abyss's direction and the Monster catches it, confused. Snow then charges and kitchen sinks Abyss, but the Monster doesn't go down, he merely doubles over. That's when Blackman heads for the ropes perpendicular to Abyss and comes back with a scissors kick that grounds the Monster! Blackman rolls him over as Snow heads for the top rope and comes off with the Snowsault! The fans pop in a huge way as Al Snow hooks the leg, and they count with the official!

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DING DING DING!

Here are your winners,
Al Snow and Steve Blackman

HEADCHEESE!



Tom Phillips: Al Snow and Steve Blackman worked remarkably effectively and efficiently together here tonight, and they have claimed a victory over Decay.

Corey Graves: This is no small feat, Tom, and one has to imagine that it goes a long way toward Steve Blackman breaking the hold that Decay had over him.

As if to demonstrate Graves' point, Blackman heads to the outside and reaches under the ring to grab a kendo stick! Snow grabs a steel chair, and the two slide back into the ring. Abyss is still down and Rosemary still out, but Steve is back on his feet and the lunatic charges — right into a HUGE smash to the face from Snow's steel chair! Steve flops on his back, writhing, as Snow and Blackman then proceed to beat the living piss out of him with alternating blows from chair and kendo stick. Blackman then turns his focus to Abyss, beating the Monster relentlessly while Snow opens the chair slightly and places it, half-folded, over Steve's head and neck! The fans are stunned at the display of ruthless violence as Snow backs up onto the second rope and leaps off, stomping on the chair to snap it shut on Steve's neck!

Corey Graves: My God! Al Snow might have just ended Crazy Steve's career!

Tom Phillips: He definitely just did some serious damage Corey!

Crazzy Steve flops around like a fish out of water after the impact and the fans are chanting "HOLY SHIT!" as Blackman breaks the Kendo stick on the back of Abyss's skull, but keeps beating him with the broken end as splinters fly into the air. The Dead Prez's brutal assault continues for several more seconds before Snow grabs him, pulling him away from Abyss. The pair then raise their arms in a classic victory pose as the fans pop in a big way, and they make their way to the back as emergency medical personnel rush down to the ring to check on Decay, all of whom have been left motionless in the ring.


The feed carries us backstage where Paul Ellering and his new behemoths can be seen.



PAUL ELLERING
My name is Paul Ellering and these two men are Akam and Rezar -- my Authors of Pain. Dolph Ziggler has hired us to help him on his mission. His mission, ladies and gentlemen, to rid the UWF of all of its dead weight. See, there was far too much chaff to be disposed of for just one man. And that is why we're here. We are assistants. Tools. And we have come to cull.

Ellering's voice seems to be seething with intensity. It only grows as he continues to speak.

There are many men in this company who need to be... removed. Most notable of them, of course, are the three men who presume to start a union where one does not belong. But those men are marked men, and their time in this company is limited. As are those whose time has past, such as the Dudleys. We will do everything to achieve the core objective. And there will be no stopping us. Because this? NXT, take a good, hard look... because this is your Destiny.


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



Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 229 pounds, Owen Hart!

As the opening lines to the theme song of Owen Hart play the crowd turns towards the stage showering boos on the former Hardcore Champion. It isn't long before Owen Hart is making his presence known on the stage amidst the hate, the Hardcore Championship he stole last week is dragged across the ground in the left hand and a smile on his face. He walks down the ramp, ascends the stairs and enters the ring. Once in the ring Owen violently whips the title from the ground onto his shoulder as he gets ready his competition for the evening.



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 Owen. He goes to his corner and waits for the ref to call for the bell.

VS


DING DING DING


Dunne and Hart both circle each other around the ring, looking to see who is going to be the first person to slip up. Dunne shoots for the legs but Hart falls forward to prevent getting taken down. He puts Dunne in a front headlock and so Dunne tries to roll out of it. Owen rolls with him however and keeps the hold locked in. Pete manages to get to his knees and tries to stand, elbowing Owen in the gut to get some separation. He runs towards the ropes and comes back with a shoulder tackle. He wipes dirt off his shoulder and hits the ropes again, this time Owen rolling closer to him, forcing Dunne to jump over. Owen rises to his feet and looks to take down Dunne with a dropkick but Pete hangs onto the ropes and Hart hits nothing but air. Dunne runs over and grabs Owen's legs, flipping over for a jacknife cover.


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Owen kicks out at 2! Both men quickly rise to their feet and it's Pete who gets the first shot in with a big European uppercut that knocks Owen into the ropes! The Bruiserweight Irish whips Owen across the ring and when Owen hits the ropes, Pete comes flying in with a diving European uppercut that hits Hart with such force that the ropes slingshot him face first into the mat! Dunne grabs him by the hair and drags him to the center of the ring before dropping to a knee and straight up punching him in the face until the ref counts to four. He lifts his hands up to break the count but goes right back to picking up Owen. He's arguing with the ref a bit and Owen uses this to catch him off guard with a picture perfect bridging northern lights suplex for the pin!



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And now Pete kicks out!


Tom Phillips: These two men are pretty evenly matched so far.

Corey Graves: They're similar in a lot of ways. Both can be technical and really violent. I definitely want to see more of this.


Both men get back to their feet and start to circle around each other once more. They tie up and Dunne gets a side headlock going. He keeps wrenching on Owen's head but Hart lifts him up in the air, maybe going for a back suplex. Dunne however uses his left hand to punch Owen in the face multiple times to get placed back on the ground. Owen now steps back and uses the ropes to try and shoot Pete off but the Bruiserweight holds onto his hair and shakes his head no. Owen however just goes behind him and hits a german suplex! He gets right back to his feet and pumps himself up a bit until he sees that Baron Corbin is by the time keeper's area. He grabs his Hardcore Championship and escapes through the crowd. Owen is yelling at him but Dunne hits him in the back of the head with a superkick! He picks up Hart gets him in a pumphandle before hitting the Bitter End! He turns Owen over and goes for the pin.



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Pete Dunne!





Dunne gets his hand raised and looks down at Owen. He shakes his head and simply walks off to the back. Owen is left there, not having moved but not because he's hurt, he's merely looking off into the distance with a dazed look in his eye, seemingly plotting his revenge as the live feed goes elsewhere.


The camera cuts backstage, to where Baron Corbin is standing, his back facing the camera.



Noticeably missing is his Hardcore Championship, still being in the possession of Owen Hart. The scene is silent, with the exception of Baron's breathing, which the camera barely picks up. He keeps his back to the camera the whole time before uttering one simple phrase.

Baron Corbin
All Hail... The King.

Corbin keeps his back to the camera as it fades to black.



As the show goes on, the fans pop when suddenly Enzo and Cass are backstage on NXT!



Enzo: Yo EC3! Where you at? We got some business to talk about!

The new Warzone Tag Team Champions are walking around when they finally see EC3.

Cass: Hey me and Enzo got some business we want to speak to you about. I know you saw what the Young Bucks did back on our turf. We want a little revenge.

EC3: Look I don't know how they do things back on your show but you can't just come and invade my show. That's called trespassing and I can have you easily removed from the building.

Enzo: Look all we want is a match with those little boys to teach them some manners. And maybe take those titles away from them.

EC3: Really? And why should I give you a title shot, you're not even on my brand.

Enzo: Well whatda ya say we put our tag titles on the line too huh? Little bit of a unification match. To make it more sweet for ya, how's bout we do it on your home turf. Vengeance.

EC3 gets a big smile on his face and hods, extending his hand out for a shake.

EC3: If that's what you want, then you've got a deal.

Both Enzo and Cass shakes EC3's hand and walk off leaving Ethan with a big smile on his faces as the live feed goes elsewhere.


“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, much like he did last week. With cheers and buzz amidst, Aleister appears to have gained the audience’s favor from his match with Pete Dunne last week. Once he’s at ringside, he utilizes the steel staircase, and springboards over the top rope to enter the ring, instead of rolling under, or stepping through it. He walk to the middle of the ring and sits cross legged, waiting for his opponent.

The sound of engine and guitar riffs overtake the emptiness of the arena. The lights dim down, and out from the back walks the Hardcore Champion, Baron Corbin. His title is back with him after taking it back from Owen Hart earlier in the night. Corbin makes his way to the base of the ramp, and takes a second to look down, taking in the energy of the arena, the boos and the cheers all directed at him.



Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Kansas City Missouri, weighing in at 275 pounds, Baron Corbin

Corbin slowly raises his head and begins to walk to the ring. His face shows a mix of emotion, anger being the highlighted. Corbin makes his way up the steps and enters the ring. He walks straight to his corner and waits as the referee calls for the bell.

VS


DING DING DING


Tom Phillips: Here we go, this is a match I've been looking forward to all week.

Corey Graves: Aleister is like a cold and calculated killer. I would hate to be in the ring with him, especially after last week. Although Corbin isn't too happy either. This should make for a hell of a fight!


Aleister rises from his seated position and gets into a fighting stance. Corbin just looks at him and laughs. He talks a bit of trash and puts his hands up to wiggle his fingers and saying "OOOOoooOOOoo" to mock Black. Aleister however kicks so precise and swift that he catches Corbin's fingers. Baron grabs at his hand and massages his fingers but Black goes on the attack, throwing elbow shots to the Hardcore Champion until he's backed into the ropes. The referee counts to 4 and Black backs off. Corbin tries to run out with a clothesline but Black ducks and hits a back kick to the lower back of Corbin. Corbin turns around and eats a spinning heel kick to the jaw and Aleister goes for the cover.



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And a kickout from Corbin! Aleister just gets right up and brings Corbin along with him. Baron strikes him in the gut a few times to create some distance but all Black needs is a knee to the side of the face to get back in control. He tries to get up Corbin for a suplex but 275 pounder is able to sandbag himself and stay on the mat. Corbin once again throws some shots to Black's midsection and turns it into a suplex of his own. He stall at the top however and shows off his strength. Even more impressive, he lets go of his left arm grasp and continues to lift Black with just one arm much to the crowds dismissal.


Corey Graves: Haha look at that! People like to crap all over his NFl past but one thing you learn in the NFL is strength.

Tom Phillips: I don't think I've ever seen Baron Corbin try and show off like this before.

Corey Graves: Well when you're as good as the Hardcore Champion, you can afford to rub it in the face of all these losers out here tonight.


Black is still in the air but manages to drop a knee to the top of Corbin's head in order to fall behind him. He tries for a german suplex but Corbin sticks his foot behind Black's to block it. He then throws a few elbows to the side of the head to break free from Black's grip. He turns around and puts his fists up, telling Black to bring it. Aleister obliges and the former golden gloves boxer smiles. Corbin throws a jab but Aleister dodges with just a mere crank of the neck. He smiles at Baron who just gets angry and gets ready for his next hit. He throws a left jab, right hook, left uppercut combo to rock Aleister a bit who stumbles backwards. Now he smiles at Black, rubbing his thumb on his lip to tell Black that he's got a busted lip. Aleister wipes some blood off with his hand but otherwise shows no reaction. Suddenly he comes out of nowhere with a jumping high knee to the chin or Corbin, taking him down like a ton of bricks! Aleister quickly hooks the leg for the cover.



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Corbin kicks out! Aleister backs away and sits down cross legged. Corbin sees this an slaps the mat in anger, getting back up to his feet. He runs at him for a low diving clothesline but Black just lays on his back to avoid it, popping back up to the seated position as soon as he goes by and then hopping back up to his feet. Corbin gets up and turns around into a back kick to the gut. Now the former End grabs him and lifts him up for a suplex but instead spikes him down for a brainbuster! If that wasn't enough he runs over to the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault onto Corbin! This time he hooks both legs for the cover.



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And Corbin kicks out again! The Lone Wolf hasn't been able to really get going on the offense but he looks to change that as he picks himself back up and runs at Black. He misses with a clothesline but stops dead in his tracks to turn around and hit Black with a lariat to the back of the head! Now having the advantage, Corbin lifts him up in a military press and just tosses him over the ropes and to the floor below! Rather than wait around, the Hardcore Champion exits the ring and picks up Black once more, throwing him into the steel ring post!


Tom Phillips: Baron Corbin is like a man possessed! He hasn't even tried to pin Aleister this whole match.

Corey Graves: This is about sending a message and taking out your anger. Sometimes winning a match plays second fiddle to revenge.


Corbin picks up Aleister and rams him back first into the apron. He still isn't done however as he picks up Black in another military press but this time drops him face first on the announce table! He spreads his arms out and poses as the crowd rains down their hate on him. He just smirks and picks up Black and tosses him into the ring, following him in for the cover, making sure to put his forearm over his face to add insult to injury.



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Black kicks out! Corbin doesn't like this one bit and so he picks up Black and Irish whips him to the corner. Corbin comes running it but eats a boot to the face when Black picks up his feet! Corbin takes a few steps back but shakes off the hit. Aleister runs at him but Corbin catches him, spinning around and around before planting him with the Deep Six! The ref quickly drops down to count the pin!



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And Aleister kicks out!


Tom Phillips: Black just kicked out of the Deep Six!

Corey Graves: Both guys are tough, I wonder what it's going to take for one of them to finally get the three count.


Corbin gets back to his feet and yells at Black to get up. Aleister slowly starts to rise, getting to a knee but Corbin grabs him by the beard and lifts him close to his face, yelling all sorts of obscenities at him. Black responds with a forearm to the face. Corbin takes a step back and just laughs before swinging with a standing clothesline. Black ducks it and hits a left knee to the gut to counter followed by an elbow to the back! Black quickly swings his left leg back to sweep Corbin off his feet. Black quickly rises and goes to just stomp Baron's face in but the Hardcore Champion moves out of the way just in time.

Corbin gets up and both men look at one another reaching another stale mate. Corbin can see however that Blakc is looking to the side of him and there are boos being heard. Corbin turns to see Owen Hart coming down the ramp. Baron yells at him but Owen just goes straight around the ring. Corbin turns with him as he turns the corner and Aleister levels him with the Black Mass! Corbin falls face first as Aleister makes the pin.



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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Aleister Black!




Black sits cross legged once more and the ref doesn't even bother going near him to raise his hand. Owen meanwhile takes the Hardcore Championship back and walks off to the back with a smile on his face. Black continues to sit there as the camera zooms in of his face, fading out.


We are taken backstage where Dolph Ziggler is standing by with Josh Matthews.

JOSH MATTHEWS
Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with Dolph Ziggler. Tonight, Dolph will be taking on Kurt Angle, an old rival who has been a consistent thorn in his side for months now. Dolph, what is your game plan headed into this match?



Dolph seems annoyed by the question alone, let alone the man asking it. He rolls his eyes and then leans in to respond.

DOLPH ZIGGLER
Look, Jake, people have been saying for months now that Kurt Angle has my number on speed dial and frankly I am more than a little sick of it. Not only is it untrue -- I disproved the theory on my way to a record-setting Royal Rumble victory -- it is also clearly just designed to get under my skin.

Think about this, Jim: People, and I don't know who, have kicked up this lie to try and convince everybody that I am not as great as I say I am. They're wrong. If I wasn't great, would I have won Survivor Series? The Rumble? Main evented Mania? Now I am main eventing Vengeance. I have more main event experience in the past year than Kurt, I have performed better in big matches and the only reason he is even remotely relevant is he beat a bunch of bigger losers for a briefcase nobody cares about.

Dolph turns to walk away, but then turns back.

Oh, and uhh, John... one more thing?

Josh Matthews perks up, seemingly interested to hear what else Dolph has to say. Ziggler opens his mouth, but then shuts it, smirks and shakes his head. Then he straight superkicks Matthews in the face! Josh hits the floor and Dolph snorts with derision.

Don't ever ask me another idiotic question like that again.

Dolph stalks off.


{The Scene opens where Jimmy Uso is talking to his Wife Naomi in the back while Renee young stops him}


Renee: Pardon me Jimmy. but can I get a few moments of your time before your match on Vengeance this month.


Jimmy|Uso: of course Renee. why not.

Renee|young: last Wednesday on NXT you lost your match to the Hardcore Champion Baron Corbin in then now you will face Bray Wyatt at Vengeance for his Intercontinental title on Vengeance after NXT Tomorrow night on UWF Network So any Suggestions Jimmy.

Jimmy|Uso: the reason that I lost my match is because they wanted to let Baron Corbin win instead of me but that's okay though cause when I distract Bray Wyatt again this week when he faces Kevin Steen tomorrow on NXT.

Renee|young: Jimmy can u even defeat Bray Wyatt at Vengeance this May.

Jimmy|Uso: if only hows the match gonna turn out cause once I distract him just like I did last Wednesday then I'll be your new Intercontinental Champion on Vengeance PPV right after this week's NXT when Bray Wyatt ends up losing his match against Kevin Steen tomorrow on NXT on UWF Network.

Jimmy|Uso: Cause we're the OOOHH!

Crowd: SOS!

(Jimmy and Naomi leaves when Rene young Continues talking)

Renee|young: there u have it folks cause tonight Jimmy Uso will be on Commentary when he watches his Rivalry Bray Wyatt takes on Kevin Steen tonight on NXT on UWF.

Renee|Young: So we hope that Jimmy. can win his match at Vengeance for Bray Wyatt's Intercontinental Championship this month after Bray beats up his Opponent Kevin Steen later on tonight whenever Jimmy Uso comes out in Distract Bray Wyatt again until NXT Vengeance PPV on UWF Network.

{Camera Scene fades when Jimmy Uso and Naomi heads straight towards the NXT ring before Bray Wyatt's match with Kevin Steen tonight on NXT before Vengeance this month on UWF Network}


Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your main event of the evening.

Tom Phillips: Well ladies and gentlemen it has been a crazy edition of NXT, but now it is time for our Main Event. Dolph Ziggler and Kurt Angle are about to go head to head and with a match this big we are joined by none other than the UWF International Heavyweight Champion Spike Dudley. Spike thank you so much joining us here.

Spike Dudley: Are you kidding Tom? I wouldn’t miss this for the World. I am looking forward to Vengeance where I can at last prove once and for all I am better than Dolph Ziggler. Plus getting a look at the Money in the Bank holder is an added bonus.

Corey Graves: Don’t make me laugh Spike. At Vengeance Dolph Ziggler is going to remind you that you are the runt of the Dudley family!



Those opening strains of the by-now iconic Queens of the Stone Age banger herald the arrival of the man who might be the most reviled in the UWF. In short order, that man struts out onto the stage, full of cocksure swagger as he heads to the tippy-fucking-top of the ramp and performs his usual hip-gyrating, hair-tossing routine for the benefit of the fans (who, as a collective mass, are booing the shit out of him). Ziggy takes the hatred in stride, walking down the ramp, rolling into the ring and taunting the crowd.


Tony Chimel: Introducing first, from Hollywood California, weighing in tonight at 213 pounds, the Show Off Dolph Ziggler!




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 preparing for his match.

Tony Chimel And his opponent, from Pittsburgh Pennsylvania! He is UWF’s only Olympic Gold Medalist, Mr. Money in the Bank, Kurt Angle!

VS

Ding Ding Ding

The bell rings and just as Angle and Ziggler are about to get the match underway there is a loud commotion at ringside. The cameras pan over and reveal Chris Jericho has sat down in the front row to watch this match and he is cheering wildly, for Kurt Angle!

Graves: Now what is Jericho doing out here? Didn’t he embarrass Kurt enough earlier tonight?

Phillips: Chris Jericho is taking a page out of our International Champion’s playbook and getting a good hard look at Kurt Angle after Angle took the Money in the Bank that Jericho has to believe belongs to him.

Angle turns his attention to Jericho and tells him to get the hell out of here. As Jericho tells Kurt he is here for him Ziggler takes a nasty shot on Angle with a forearm to the back. The impact catches Angle off guard and gives Ziggler an early advantage as he spins Kurt around and throws him into the ropes. Angle comes back and Ziggler steps up and connects with a shoulder block that knocks Kurt down to the mat. Ziggler hits the ropes, and Angle rolls onto his stomach forcing Dolph to leap over Angle. Ziggler hits the ropes again and Angle rises to his feet and catches Ziggler looking for a quick overhead belly to belly. Ziggler isn’t going to allow that to happen coming to life and fighting out of it by delivering hard right hands into Angle’s skull. Angle lets go and falls away, only to turn around and eat a dropkick from the Show Off. Jericho is shown making a face of mocking disgust as Ziggler gets up and looks at Spike shouting at him.

Spike: Why don’t you worry about Kurt right now Ziggler?

Phillps: Ziggler has one goal and that is becoming International Champion, something which has avoided him here on NXT. Spike you carry it, and right now it means more than this match, which could be a problem.

Not so far it isn’t as Dolph turns just as Angle gets to his feet and wails on him with big right hands. The blows send Angle back into the ropes and Ziggler attempts to send him off of them. At the last second Angle manages to counter and instead it is the Show Off who goes into them. Angle puts his head down and it is too early, allowing Ziggler to come up and grab him and crash him to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. This time Ziggler doesn’t bother to talk to Spike and instead goes for the cover.

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Ziggler pulls Angle up to his feet quickly not wanting to waste the advantage and whips him into the corner. Ziggler looks at Spike and tells him this is his fate at Vengeance before charging full throttle looking to hit the Stinger Splash in the corner. It might have connected had Ziggler not taunted the International Champion at ringside. Instead Ziggler goes flying into the corner as Angle has moved out of the way. He staggers back into the ring where he is caught by Angle and sent crashing to the mat with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Ziggler is down and Angle looks at Jericho who is clapping for the athleticism of Kurt. Kurt shakes his head before going back after Dolph. He grabs Ziggler’s ankle looking to lock in the Ankle Lock but Zigger is close to the ropes and grabs them so Kurt cannot lock in the hold.

Graves:Great ring presence from the number one contender to avoid getting stuck in the Ankle Lock. I don’t care who you are, that is a tough move to survive.

Spike: It takes alot of heart and stamina to survive the pain of Kurt Angle’s ankle lock. I wish Angle had trapped Ziggler in it.

Graves: Oh what would you know. You’d tap out as soon as he locked it in.

Ziggler pulls himself out onto the apron as the official keeps Angle away. Ziggler gets to his feet on the apron and the official allows Kurt to go after Dolph. As Angle gets close enough Ziggler goes low, and drives his shoulder into the incoming Olympic Gold Medalist. The impact hunches Angle over, and Ziggler shows off his athleticism and connects with a sunset flip. But instead of holding in the pin attempt Ziggler let's go and both men get to their feet. Ziggler goes for a right hand but Angle ducks it and delivers an uppercut. The impact sends Dolph into the ropes and Angle shoots him off of them. Ziggler counters and instead it is Angle who goes into the ropes and when he comes back Dolph catches him and plants him with a scoop powerslam! The fans don’t know what to think as Ziggler goes for the cover.

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Ziggler pops up once more this time even more determined to keep Kurt down. Angle sits up and Dolph lashes out with a kick that catches him right in the chest. Angle falls back to the mat hard and Dolph takes full advantage leaping into the air and coming down with a big elbow. Ziggler gets up and drops another one, a third leaping elbow drop, and finally Dolph gets up and looks right at Spike before delivering his fourth and final elbow! Ziggler is feeling it now as he heads to the corner and begins screaming at Angle to get his ass up. Angle does and he looks absolutely terrible as Dolph steps out of the corner and looks for a Superkick that will surely end this match. But somehow and someway the Olympic Gold Medalist catches the foot of Ziggler and quickly and efficiently drives Dolph to the mat and locks in the Ankle Lock! The fans let out a mixed reaction as Angle has Dolph trapped in the center of the ring.

Phillips: Incredible counter by Kurt Angle! Dolph Ziggler was literally a kick away from ending this match and now Kurt might have just snatched victory from defeat!

Graves: What goes on between these two shouldn’t surprise anyone. They are two of the greatest superstars to ever lace up the boots. People are still talking about their feud for the Intercontinental Championship last year!

Spike: I’m good with anything that might teach Ziggler a lesson. Unfortunately I suppose I’m going to have to do that myself by keeping my International Title away from him at Vengeance.

Angle has the hold locked in but Ziggler refuses to tap out. The Show Off couldn’t imagine tapping out to the bald headed Olympian. Ziggler digs deep and fights through the hold in order to get his hand on the bottom rope. The crowd let off heat as they badly wanted to see Ziggler tap out. Jericho especially who is at ringside mocking the Olympian. Shouting how could he have possibly made the ropes? He does this flamboyantly so that it gets Kurt’s attention. Kurt doesn’t let it get to him, instead he undoes the straps on his singlet and says it is over for Ziggler. Dolph gets to his feet and Angle is on him and drives him down to the mat with a brutal Angle Slam! The fans don’t know how to react as Angle goes for the win.

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Phillips: You talked about the history between these two men Corey and in the past Kurt Angle normally found himself besting Dolph Ziggler, however as that kick out shows, this is not the same Dolph Ziggler.

Graves: Dolph Ziggler has been on a whole other level that I have never seen in my life since the Royal Rumble and nothing has slowed him down yet.

Spike: He might be on another level Corey, but he is nowhere near mine! I’ll prove it at Vegeance, and again and again until Ziggler learns once and for all he will NEVER be better than me.

Angle can be heard cursing by the front rows and now Jericho is in full mockery. Mocking tears while with his other hand motioning for the world’s littlest violin. Angle sees this as he is picking up Dolph to go for another Angle Slam. He pauses what he is doing to tell Jericho to stop that nonsense. Jericho just keeps on going until Ziggler comes to life and catches the distracted Angle with the Zig Zag! The fans don’t know what to think but they mostly boo as Ziggler falls on top of Angle.

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HERE IS YOUR WINNER OF THE MATCH: THE SHOW OFF DOLPH ZIGGLER!

Graves: Look at that Spike, that is what a winner looks like. That is what your fate at Vengeance looks like, eat it in!

Phillips:Enough Corey, besides Spike isn’t even listening.

No Spike is not listening as he has taken off his headset and is now standing on the top of the announce table with his championship. Ziggler sees this and smiles and nods his head. It is a sinister smile as if he knows something. Indeed he does as Spike is focused on Ziggler the Authors of Pain come out from behind Spike and take out his legs so that the runt of the Dudley Family falls hard to the floor. The crowd boo loudly as the Authors of Pain toss Spike into the ring. Ziggler is on top of Spike kicking him and wearing down the Champion.

Phillips: Good grief! Out of nowhere those hired thugs have appeared and are taking out the International Champion at the bidding of Dolph Ziggler.

Graves:This is great Phillips! Spike Dudley isn’t even going to make it to Vengeance after an assault like this!

Spike is in serious trouble, thankfully he is not alone as out comes his family to raging applause. Bubba and Devon slide into the ring and immediately go after the Authors of Pain. Bubba begins unloading right hands into Akam as Devon is brawling it out with Rezar. The Dudleys and the AOP look to be even in the struggle until Ziggler grabs Devon from behind and plants him to the mat with a Zig Zag. The move distracts Bubba and allows Akam to drive his knee into Bubba’s gut. Soon the Authors of Pain grab the Dudleys and throw them into each other before grabbing both Dudley’s and planting them with the Super Collider. With Bubba and Devon taken care of Ziggler points the Authors towards Spike. The Authors do their bidding and pick up Spike before sending the Champion straight to hell with THE LAST CHAPTER! Spike sells the move as if he has been broken in literal half. Phillips, Graves and much of the NXT audience are silent as they cannot believe what they are witnessing. Ziggler takes the time to grab the International Title and hold it high over the head of the lifeless Spike Dudley as NXT goes off the air.


End of Show


Confirmed for Vengeance


Warzone Tag Team Championship & NXT Tag Team Championship Unification Match
Enzo and Cass(c) vs Young Bucks(c)

Intercontinental Championship
Bray Wyatt(c) vs Jimmy Uso

Kurt Angle vs Chris Jericho


Credits

Promos - Respective TTers

Wyatt vs Steen - Soup

Decay vs Headcheese - Crann

Ziggler vs Angle - SBS

Everything else - Danny