Post by Danny on Aug 25, 2018 0:35:26 GMT -6
Pyro goes off all throughout the arena and the camera zooms around, showing numerous fans all showing their support for the return of NXT, We then go ringside where Corey Graves and Tom Phillips are standing by.
Tom Phillips: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to NXT! I'm Tom Phillips and with me is my broadcast partner, former International Champion, Corey Graves.
Corey Graves: For the second week in a row, the soon to be International Champion Dolph Ziggler will main event, this time against the rival of the man he beat last week, Chris Jericho.
Tom Phillips: Well let's not get ahead of ourselves, Dolph hasn't won the title yet. Speaking of championships, we've got a triple threat to determine the number one contender to the Intercontinental Championship between Pete Dunne, Steve Blackman and Aleister Black.
Corey Graves: That's going to be a hell of a fight! I'm excited by this week all around because not only do we get to see the in ring debut of the Authors on Pain, we also get to see Jey run the gauntlet!
Tom Phillips: Yes EC3 has punished Jimmy Uso and rather than make him suffer, he's making his brother take the fall
Corey Graves: You should sound more grateful, he's making sure Jimmy is 100% for Vengeance.
Tom Phillips: Right well I'm sure that was his reasoning for the match. Anyways first we'll take you backstage for an exclusive interview with the International Champion Spike Dudley.
The camera's suddenly switch to the backstage area, showing a close up of Eve Torres. The crowd start to cheer the bombshell diva as she starts to talk.
Eve: Good Evening UWF Universe, I am Eve Torres, and for tonight I will be your guide tour of the backstage area but right now, I have a very special guest with me, please welcome the current International Champion, Spike Dudley.
Spike Dudley walks into the shot, a massive smile on his face with the International Championship hanging over his shoulder. He nods his head at Eve Torres as she thanks him.
Eve: Thank you for joining me Spike. I have been given the job of conducting this interview for you and I must admit, most people like to have a sit down interview for stuff like this, why are you different?
Spike: Did you really ask why I'm different? Please Eve, as if that needs an explaining but the reason I've decided to be standing here with you, a microphone in my face is because I am different. I don't see this as a big deal, I just see this as doing my job. I don't need someone to book out a nice little room, get all the camera's set up, get some coffee, get a table for me to eat and make a nice little entrance, sitting down on a nice little couch...... nope that just ain't me. I didn't want it to feel like I was telling my life story, I just wanted it to feel like work.
Eve: I can't really argue with that logic. Now Spike, last week, we saw a little preview of the Vengeance Match Up between You and Dolph Ziggler in the 6 man tag match. My question is, did that match teach you anything about Dolph that might help you at Vengeance?
Spike: Last week, I let the occasion get to me. Here I was thinking we could wet the appetite of these fans and we could start the match, show off a little bit of our skills but Dolph decided he didn't want me until I was vulnerable. He showed his true colors once again, like I was surprised but look at what happened before NXT went off the air. I got my hands on him and we brawled to the back. If the staff didn't intervene and separate us, I would ripped him apart then and there so did I learn anything new that I didn't already know? The answer is no I did not Eve. All I learnt is that Dolph likes to pull the same crap over and over again and I keep falling for it.
Eve: So if you haven't learnt anything new about Dolph, can you beat him at Vengeance? I mean yes, you did defeat him at Wrestlemania but the last time you and him went at it in a One on One Match, he managed to defeat you. Can you turn it around?
Spike: Eve, that is actually a great question. A question I'm going to answer with another question. How long have you been around and how long have you followed Uncle Spike Dudley? My journey to this title that is sitting on my shoulder now has been full of bumps but at the end of the day, they all lead to this title. You go through the roster and so many people have beat me in this NXT run. Dolph beat me, Kurt beat me, Steve Blackman beat me but none of them has beat me in the big dance. You want to know why I know I will win this match at Vengeance. The pressure isn't on me at all. Yes, I am the International Champion but I've already done the unthinkable. I've said this so many times before that my current reign, it was way more then I ever thought I would accomplish so this ride, I'm just enjoying it whilst Dolph, his taken it to heart. He puts himself under this pressure and he has shown time and time again that he crumbles. If I lose at Vengeance, I still have my name in the history books and I'll be able to claim to be a former International Champion at all my autograph signings when I'm a little bit strapped for cash but Dolph, if he loses this match at Vengeance, he will just be known as the loser once again and maybe the greatest superstar to never win the main title. I more then likely won't be remembered as the Greatest Champion ever but at least I will be in the conversation.
Eve: You certainly feel confident but I get the same feeling about Dolph. What role do you have to play tonight now after this interview? Will you return the favour to Dolph and get involved in his match tonight? Will you be on the look out for your Brother's match against AOP tonight as well?
Spike: You know Eve, I can see the future at Vengeance but as far as my plans go for tonight, I actually have no idea what I'm going to do. I guess that's what the pros are of being given the night off. Why EC3 decided to give me the night off, I have no idea but I will be watching my brothers face AOP, I will be watching Dolph Ziggler face off against Chris Jericho in the main event but I will be watching both from the back with the Love of my Life, Stacy but that's not ruling myself out for the rest of the night. If I need to make my presence felt and known, I do just that and Eve, you can bank on that.
Spike smiles at Eve, slapping his International Championship and putting out his hand to shake Eves. She obliges giving the champ what he wants. Spike taps her on the back as he walks away from the shot. The camera doesn't keep on Eve or Spike for very long as it blacks out and cuts somewhere else.
We see Blackman standing on top of the entrance way, and he cuts a quick promo to the fans.
Blackman: Listen up here fans, I have a Three Way Dance against Brusierweight guy and a spiritual guy for a condendership for what I assume is a belt that is up for discretion by the GM. Even if I win that match, I would be surprised if I was first in line at Vengeance to become a champion. But, I know that will not happen; if I want you fans to understand that I will make sure that I will be in the cut during the bout. I promised that I won't be involved so much in match, i'll let those two have it and I will hit for the kill for the three count. So tonight, I might not be the victor and won't be headlining as a contender for the top championship.
But, don't think I am just going to give up, I will put up a fight if necessary.
Blackman leaves the arena as the next segment happens.
As there's a break in the action, things head backstage where The Wyatt Family is standing by.
Bray Wyatt: Tonight is the final edition of NXT before Vengeance, man, which means on the offchance he doesn't say anything else between now and then, this is my last chance to address Jimmy Uso before our match for my Intercontinental Championship. In our time being thorns in one another's side, you've taught me something, Jimmy, and that's that no one should be underestimated. See, even though you had help, the pinfall you got over me still stands. It's something I haven't been able to stop replaying in my mind, because I'm sickened with myself for allowing such a thing to happen. I won't make that mistake again, friend, so I hope you enjoyed that moment in the sun at my expense, because there will be no repeat performance. See, much like I got even with you for the victory you and The Bloodline got over my brothers and I once upon a time, I'm going to get even with you for that victory too, except this time I'm going to do it in a much more brutal fashion.
In four nights, you and the world are going to witness a much more unhinged and bloodthirsty Bray Wyatt than has ever been witnessed before because what I'm after matches the exact theme of what that night's going to be about, vengeance.
As Bray looks into the camera with fire in his eyes, suddenly Braun steps forward so he can be better seen in the shot.
Braun Strowman: As for tonight, there is no theme, I'm simply going out there to make Jey Uso hurt in as many ways as I possibly can. And as I hurt Jey physically, I will at the same time be hurting Jimmy mentally and emotionally, not only because he'll be witness to the physical devastation of someone he loves dearly and has known his entire life, but because he'll be doing it helplessly, unable to do anything about it. Because Jimmy loves his brother, but not so much that he'd jeopardize his own well being and risk not being one hundred percent for his match at Vengeance. I wouldn't mind being wrong about that though, because the only thing better than having one Uso to maim and ragdoll is having two.
Braun smiles sadistically as he anticipates the events he's speaking on. With that, NXT heads elsewhere.
As we head to the next segment of NXT, a video package from earlier in the day is played and from what it seems, it looks like Pete Dunne was interviewed upon his entrance to the show's venue.
The Interviewer: Pete, tonight you're a part of a triple threat match against Aleister Black and Steve Blackman with the number one contendership to the Intercontinental Championship on the line. What are your thoughts and are you prepared for this challenge?
Pete Dunne smirks.
Pete Dunne: Prepared? For this? Lady, this is something a man of my caliber doesn't have to prepare for. I'm facing a parody of a man and an obsolete relic, what is there to prepare for? That match is only a pretty obvious decision by the General Manager Ethan Carter, if I was booking this show, I would have also given myself a title opportunity. And I'll win this match. Then I'll win the next match and the one after that and then I'll win the title. Honestly, I'd award myself the title, because there isn't a person on this roster that could possibly stop me and everybody knows that. And the roster is an understatement, there isn't a person in the entire world that could stop me. With any of those titles or without them, I know that I am the best. You know it and everybody knows it. If I happen to have a match for it along my path of success, obviously, I'll win it like every other match I am a part of and since tonight's match is happening, I think that this matter is already secured and settled, so now: go away and let me mind my own business, just like you should, shall you?
The lady doesn't even bother to ask Pete more questions as he simply goes away and the video segment ends.
Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a 3-on-1 gauntlet match scheduled for one fall! The lone competitor will fight three successive combatants, one after the other. Introducing first, he is already in the ring. From San Francisco, California and weighing 229 pounds... representing the Usos... Jey USO!
The fans cheer for Jey as he immediately climbs a turnbuckle and works the crowd after his name is announced. From the cheering alone it would seem that all of the momentum is with Jey, but the odds and the numbers are not and in the wrestling business that counts for more than just a little momentum. Jey climbs off the turnbuckle and heads to his corner to await his foe.
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH AND IT'S TIME FOR A CHANGE
Tony Chimel: And the first opponent, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada and weighing 229 pounds... Owen HART!
Owen comes stalking from the back to some contempt from the crowd, who boo the man for the role he is having in this very public punishment and humiliation of one of the most over guys on the NXT roster. Owen heads down the ramp, fixed right on Jey and clearly ready to get to work. He climbs the ring steps, enters the squared circle and heads straight to his corner to wait for the starting bell. He doesn't wait long.
VS
DING DING DING!
The starting bell rings and Owen Hart and Jey Uso circle each other for several circles around the ring before the pair tie up in the centre of it. Owen gets the upper hand and uses it to drive Jey back into the ropes, then grabbing his chin for an impromptu chin lock right against the ropes. The official gives this a few moments before he starts a count on it and Owen breaks it off at four. He steps away, giving Jey a momentary respite, but then comes right back with a lariat that sends Jey spilling out over the top rope to crash on the floor below! Owen leans over the rope and shouts something insulting at Jey as the Uso rolls onto hands and knees and tries to get vertical.
Tom Phillips: This gauntlet has begun and already Jey is on the back foot, Corey.
Corey Graves: You know, Tom, Ethan Carter III actually managed to make me feel something I never thought I'd feel: sympathy for Jimmy and Jey Uso. This poor bastard's about to endure the kind of beating that they reserve for... well, people who talk in the theatre.
Jey gets to his feet and climbs up on the apron. owen closes in to try and attack him, but Jey comes in between the middle and top rope with a shoulder thrust, then rolls over the top rope and Owen's back before surging for the ropes opposite. As Jey rebounds, he comes surging for Owen but the Hart has it scouted and jumps up to hit a picture-perfect dropkick! Jey hits the ground and Owen quickly closes on him, sitting him up and locking in a sleeper hold. The fans watch as Jey's lights slowly begin to fade, the tag specialist losing all wind from his sails as his hand goes from grasping at thin air to slowly dipping. They get behind him, stomping, clapping and thumping the seats, and that energy suddenly turns things as Jey finds some untapped reservoir of fight. He balls that hand up into a fist and throws a wild punch at Owen. The blow lands glancing off of Owen's skull, but it's enough to loosen up the hold so Uso can break free and scramble for the ropes. Jey uses the ropes to get to his feet but Owen is right there to grab him around the waist, drags him away from the ropes and hits a HUGE German suplex! The fans "ooh!" as Uso hits the canvas, but Owen's not done as he heads back over to Uso, deadlifts him in a German clutch and connects with a second suplex! The fans boo Owen as he makes a cut-throat gesture.
Corey Graves: Shades of... well, some other Canadian here, Tom and Jey Uso is in trouble!
Tom Phillips: I get the feeling that won't be the last time we are saying that tonight.
Owen heads over to Jey and grabs one ankle, then the other, stepping through to lock in the Sharpshooter but at the last possible second Jey manages to pull his legs in and throw Hart off balance just enough to send him lurching forward into a roll-up!
1...
2...
...NO!
The fans immediately start booing as Owen kicks out of the simple roll-up, but they boo even louder as Uso gets to his feet and heads over to Owen just in time for Hart to connect with an eye rake! Jey stumbles away and when he turns and walks back toward Owen, he's pulled in to the Northern Lights clutch and Owen hits the suplex, bridging perfectly!
1...
2...
...3!
DING DING DING!
Your winner of the first contest,
OWEN HART!
Tom Phillips: Owen Hart scores an early win in this 3-on-1 gauntlet match and Jey Uso may be on his way to losing three matches in one night.
Corey Graves: That's got to be some kind of UWF record, hasn't it? Most losses in a single night?
As Owen makes his way to the back, the reving of the engine signals the arrival of the next man in this 3-on-1 gauntlet. Baron Corbin comes lumbering from the back, practically smirking at Jey Uso, who is on one knee and shaking his head. Uso is realizing now just how screwed he is with the situation as Corbin grabs the top rope, hauls himself up onto the apron and enters the ring. Corbin wastes no time as he moves in on Uso, easily overpowering the already-exhausted tag specialist and driving him into the corner before unloading with one massive, open-palmed, from over the head smack to Jey's chest. The official, then, rings the bell.
DING DING DING!
Corbin grabs Jey by the chin and pushes him back to an upright position, keeping the hand on Jey's chin to keep him propped up as he raises his hand and again brings it down in a thunderous blow. Jey slumps forward, leaning against Corbin's shoulder, and so Baron throws him into the corner opposite and then charges, catching him full-on in the face with a massive boot! The fans boo as Corbin backs away and Jey stumbles out of the corner, then falls flat on his chest. Baron follows, rolls him over and goes for the cover.
Corey Graves: This could be the easiest victory the Lone Wolf ever earns, Tom.
Tom Phillips: Picking at the scraps of a carcass already prepared for him... Where is his honor?
1...
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...NO!
Somehow, someway Jey manages a kick-out and the fans explode in a huge pop for their favourite. Corbin shakes his head as he gets up on one knee, then grins. Clearly he is amused by the fight his prey is showing as he gets vertical, then walks slowly over and grabs Jey by the hair, pulling him to his feet. Corbin lifts a knee into Jey's gut, doubling him over, then connects with a huge clubbing double ax handle to the spine. Jey falls onto the canvas and Corbin uses a boot to roll him over before mounting him and going to work with those Golden Gloves-certified fists, striking hard at Jey's face repeatedly. The fans count the blows as they land, getting well over fifteen before the official orders Corbin off of Jey. The official checks on Jey while Corbin heads to the ropes at the side of the ring and raises his fists, eliciting some boos from the crowd for the sheer, unbridled barbarity of the assault he has unleashed on the Uso brother.
Tom Phillips: Baron Corbin is showing Jey Uso absolutely no mercy here tonight.
Corey Graves: This is a wrestling match, Tom. He has no obligation to show mercy.
Corbin heads back over to Jey and pulls him to his feet, then shoves Jay back into the ropes where he ties the Uso brother's arms up to keep him suspended before he basically just starts to use Uso's body as one giant punching bag, unloading on him with thunderous punches to the kidneys, ribs and jaw. Uso's fading again, but this time there is nowhere for him to go and after thirty blows the official orders Corbin to break it off as it seems the Uso brother has no ability to defend himself. The referee checks on Uso and is about to call the bell, but Jey demands he doesn't and lets the match continue.
Corey Graves: Jey Uso could be the biggest idiot in the history of professional wrestling.
Uso pulls himself free of the ropes, but Corbin is waiting for him as he does and Baron tosses him into the ropes opposite. On the rebound, Uso runs face-first into a big boot. Corbin hauls him to his feet and grabs him by the wrist, then pulls him into a succession of fierce shoulder thrusts before picking him up and powerslamming him. Corbin goes for cover, but at precisely that moment, Owen Hart comes sauntering back down from the back and the fans' booing grows even louder as Corbin turns toward the stage and motions for Hart to come and get some!
Corey Graves: Owen Hart is coming back out here Tom and it looks like he's ready to get some more action in!
Tom Phillips: Owen and Baron have been at each others' throats for weeks here Corey, and we may be about to see something serious erupt in advance of the Three Stages of Hell match they have at Vengeance!
Owen goes to slide into the ring, but a stomp from Corbin that glances off his shoulder encourages him to reconsider. Owen then tries again, but another near-miss stomp drives him back once more. This little game continues for several moments but what Corbin doesn't know is Jey has gotten back to his feet with the aid of a turnbuckle and positioned himself just right to roll Corbin up from behind! The official counts with the crowd echoing him!
1...
2...
...3!
DING DING DING!
Your winner of the second contest
JEY USO!
Tom Phillips: Well, I guess Jey Uso won't be setting any records here tonight, Corey.
Corey Graves: Bummer. How in the hell else will this kid ever get in the record books?
There's a huge pop as the fan favourite Uso brother pulls off a huge victory over the Lone Wolf, who rolls out of the ring. Almost immediately the Mad King is on him and the two start brawling on the outside, with Corbin eventually getting to an even footing and driving Owen back into the crowd. The pair brawl through the crowd toward one of the exits. Meanwhile, the theme of the fourth man to be involved in this series suddenly erupts from the arena soundsystem!
The fans immediately start to boo as Strowman just straight up marches down the ramp with no theatrics, grabs the top rope like Corbin before him to get on the apron and enters by stepping over it. Jey seems game, re-energized perhaps from his pinfall victory over Corbin just mere seconds ago. Jey stands his ground as Strowman advances on him and then, at the last possible second, the Uso brother steps into a superkick! The kick catches Strowman straight on in the face, and for a moment it looks like Braun is dazed before he smacks his own head and roars in Jey's face! Strowman then hits Jey with a huge forearm, followed by another and another, driving him back into the corner where Strowman unleashes a flurry of lefts and rights, quite literally pounding Jey into submission. When Braun has finished, he grabs Jey by the ears and lifts him out of the corner, spinning him and tossing him to the center of the ring. Jey tries to scramble to his feet but before he gets there, Strowman grabs his hair, elevates his head and then brings him smashing face-first down on the knee! The fans boo as Strowman then places the heel of his boot on Jimmy's shoulder and nudges him over before falling in for a cover.
1...
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...NO!
Corey Graves: What? How?
Tom Phillips: Jey Uso is showing everybody that he is far more resilient than any of us thought.
Corey Graves: Resilient, or stupid? You can't stop inevitability and I feel like that's the perfect word to describe Braun Snowman. I mean, this guy is... immense.
Strowman hauls Jimmy up from the ground and lifts him overhead with a gorilla press before just straight up dropping him on the apron. The long drop and sudden stop is enough to visibly hurt Jey, but Strowman's not done as he grabs Jey by the hair, pulls him back up and forearms him right to the back of the skull. The official gives Strowman a reprimand for the headshot but the big man doesn't seem to care overly much as Jey stumbles with the blow. Uso turns around, visibly dazed and weak on his feet, and throws a wild punch regardless. The punch hits Strowman on his barrel chest but has no effect. Jey throws another fist and again it connects, but again to no effect. The fans are buzzing as Jey throws a third punch, but Strowman actually catches this one, then uses his free hand to grab Jey by the throat! The fans boo as Strowman tosses Jey's fist out, brings his other hand to grab Jey around the throat as well, lifts him halfway across the ring!
Tom Phillips: The size and raw strength of Braun Strowman would be a near insurmountable challenge to overcome on its own, but add to that the fact Jey Uso has already been in war with two different men and he's not in a good position here, Corey.
Corey Graves: Is Jey Uso ever really in a good position, Tom?
Strowman stomps over to Uso and pulls him to his feet, then throws him into a corner. Braun follows and connects with five shoulder thrusts before placing Jey up on the top rope. Strowman lumbers away from the corner and thumps his chest for a moment, but as he comes back around he discovers Uso has tapped another unforeseen reservoir of fight and Jey dives off with a plancha attempt! Unfortunately, Strowman catches him, and the big man flips him up onto a shoulder, turns to face the middle of the ring, and then surges forward and drops Jey hard on the canvas with a running powerslam! Braun hooks the leg.
Corey GraveS: This has to be it.
Tom Phillips: Please, God, yes.
1...
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...3!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner of the third contest,
BRAUN STROWMAN!
Tom Phillips: It was predictable, but Braun Strowman prevailed over an exhausted Jey Uso.
Corey Graves: Look, if Jey were a true warrior he would have persevered and his heart would have carried him through that encounter. But he's not. He's a fraud, and he's been exposed here tonight.
Tom Phillips: I don't know how you can call any of what happened here 'exposing,' except for perhaps the way it exposed your bias, Corey.
Strowman has his arm raised by the official and then pulls it away. He looks down on the down-and-out Jey Uso with a sadistic grin as Jimmy comes running from the back to help his brother. Strowman then makes his exit, lumbering to the back while Jimmy tends to Jey with the help of some ringside medical staff. The feed moves along.
The action so far on NXT has been off the chain. It is now time to cut from the action in the ring as the cameras do just that. The camera flashes back to life as it shows Stacy Keibler, looking off into the distance. She seems to be thinking to herself as she is dressed like a business women.
She suddenly snaps into attention, slowly turning her head to the camera as The Dudley Boyz walk into the shot, from either side, both putting a hand on each of Stacy's shoulder as she begins to speak.
Stacy Keibler: I have been so busy recently that I had neglected my duties as the mouth piece of The Dudley Boyz, the sole reason I was brought into this business. Don't worry though because tonight, I am just that. My Spikey is off doing his own thing so I have a bit of spare time for my other handsome men.
Stacy looks at both men, kissing them on the cheek before she turns back to the camera and starts again.
Mr Ellering, can I be serious with you for a moment. The reason I'm here for my boys is because you did all the talking for the Authors of Pain during the week, allowing them to save their energy for the fight. I'm doing my boys the same justice but Paul, I noticed something. I noticed you are looking a little tired, maybe you should have let Akam or Rezar have a word to save your energy as it seemed you were getting a little short of breath. I understand though, I understand if you are a little tired. You have been at this a long time so I wouldn't blame you. It didn't get lost on me, just like it didn't get lost on me that this is a tired selection of men to take into battle for you. I bet you just went out and picked the first big men you saw and thought, hey they will do. My search is complete and the first hurdle but you know as much as I do that bigger isn't always necessarily better.
Stacy starts to snigger a little, obviously a little bit of a joke as Devon and Bully follow her.
Although, we did enjoy the little walk down memory lane, reminiscing about all the previous opponents my men have battled and bested in the past. The Wyatts, The Usos, 3 Minute Warning, Corbin and Roman Reigns, so many men have fallen at our feet in the past. All these men thought they would bring end to the Dudley Boyz but we showed them that we still had it every........ single ........ time. You see Paul, we enjoyed our trip down memory lane but we understand that was all in the past. It is all about the present and yes, we will admit you might be the future of this company, the Authors of Pain might be the Authors of your fairytale run to another Hall Of Fame, they might be your Authors to the Big Ticket but right now, in this moment in time, they are untested. They are inexperienced and if they want to rid NXT of The Dudley Boyz, they are stupid because my men still have fights left to give. By the sounds of your intentions, you want to rid NXT of every single person apart from yourselves, wrecking your future as you go. We aren't ready to go off into the sunset just yet so I hope you are ready. Ready to go and ready to go back to the drawing board looking for a plan B.
Stacy smiles down the barell of the camera as Devon Dudley leans forward now, over Stacy's shoulder.
Devon: OH MY BROTHER, TESTIFY!!!!!
His signature taunt is said, signalling the end of the promo as the camera slowly fades out, showing the Dudleyz looking focused as it cuts to another moment.
The feed takes us backstage where Paul Ellering is standing by with Akam and Rezar.
PAUL ELLERING
People often ask me: Paul, what is your secret to success? That is a good question. It is a good question because, as you might have noticed, generation after generation, era after era, I reappear with a new team and I manage that team to success. My record is practically unassailable at this point. It is a common adage that the two certainties of life are death and taxes, but you could add a third to that list: Paul Ellering. And not just Paul Ellering, plain and simple, but Paul Ellering... winning.
Paul pauses for a moment and brushes his goatee with a hand. He then balls that hand into a fist and clasps it with his free palm as he continues.
My success is a given, everywhere I go. And yet some people still have the nerve to stand in my way. Such is the case this week, with these two overgrown Dudley "boys" who have had some success in this business and suddenly feel that this is their yard. Bubba, Devon, I have some horrible news for the two of you: your plum position on this roster is about to disappear. Because while the two of you may have been the top of the food chain for a long time here on NXT, and may have made a sport out of pushing all of your adversaries around, the pair of you have never fought anything like my Authors of Pain.
Ellering smirks and clicks his tongue as he pauses for dramatic effect. Several breaths later, he continues.
As I said earlier this week, the pair of you are the celebrated legends, the NXT tag success story, the vaunted icons. But we are the iconoclasts. Your time has expired. Your sun is setting. And it is time for you both to rediscover the definition... of Pain.
With that, Ellering directs the big men out of frame and follows them out. The shot lingers for a moment before the feed heads elsewhere.
NXT Fades in from the black; the same-like church scene with a red undertone fades in from the black thatve become all synonymous with Aleister Black. Its clear from past vignettes that the man in the suit thats staring off at a gruesome painting is no doubt Aleister Black. He continues to stare at the painting, as he speaks.
Aleister Black: Gruesome, isnt it?
Black pauses, letting the question linger.
Aleister Black: Yet I still see the beauty; its my favorite work of art.
Again, Black pauses; he continues to look over the painting, his tone of voice still like that of idle small talk.
Aleister Black: Ive known it for twenty years. Its something in the way it makes me feel; the way it inspires life in me whilst inherently taking life from another. I recreate that feeling with each opponent I face. Dunne, Corbin, Hart. Theyre all the same; all utilized to create the same high. Behind the calculated measure of each of my strikes, lies a motive much more sinister. While I carry out Old Nicks will, Im still but a man, and a man with interests of his own
Aleister Black: And those interests are nothing short of violent interests.
Aleister Black: Tonight, I recreate the feeling. Tonight, I rip apart Pete Dunne. Tonight, I rip apart Steve Blackman and I do it all the while claiming contendership to the Intercontinental Championship. Tonight, the world fades to black.
The scene, conversely, fades to black.
No forewarning. No preparation. No anticipation. The music just begins, and from the back come lumbering two of the biggest, meanest and fiercest men in the UWF today. Akam and Rezar march to the two ends of the stage and shout in their native tongues as, from the back, their manager emerges: Paul Ellering, in a black suit, with a black shirt and a black tie. Ellering starts the slow descent to the ring as the Authors come in behind him, walking at his flank, the fans booing the trio as they pass by.
Tony Chimel: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Paul Ellering, at a combined weight of 620 pounds, Akam and Rezar, the Authors of Pain!
At the foot of the ramp, the authors eye the ring while Ellering walks to the ring steps and then climbs them, entering it. He gestures for Akam and Rezar to join him and they climb up onto the apron, then enter over the top rope.
That's right, the theme is of Bully Ray as the crowd don't know what to expect. They aren't waiting long as The Dudley Boyz make their way out from the back but not dressed in their usual cameo gear, but dressed as the theme song being played. They stand at the top of the ramp, looking down at the ring.
Tony Chimel: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 565 pounds, Bubba Ray and Devon, the Dudley Boyz
They both begin to run, not away but towards the ring as they slide into it. Both don't bother with their usual corner movements as both stand in their corner, ready to fight.
DING DING DING
Bully Ray and Akam both rush to the center of the ring and start trading blows back and forth! The crowd explodes as these two big men go at it, neither backing down. No man appears to gain any sort of advantage but even after 20 seconds, they don't appear to be slowing down any. Rezar however comes into the ring and hits Bubba with a double axe handle from behind. Devon comes in and does the same to Akam which now makes Rezar and Devon begin to brawl in the center of the ring. Bubba and Akam quickly regain their composure and go back to fighting one another at the same time. The ref has lost all control already as the crowd stand on their feet, cheering the double hockey fight.
Tom Phillips: Look at them go! The crowd is loving it!
Corey Graves: For once I agree with the crowd. We got ourselves a double hoss fight!
The teams are still brawling back and forth until both Authors of Pain hit the Dudleyz with knees to the gut. They shoot them off the ropes but both Dudleyz come back with a pair of clotheslines! Unfortunately it doesn't take down the AOP, they only move back a step and shrug off the hit. The Dudleyz point at the ropes and tell them to try and take them down so they hit the ropes and come at the Dudleyz who also absorb the hit. It's a perfect stalemate so far but the Dudleyz try again, this time sending the Authors of Pain back a few more paces but still ultimately unable to take them down. It's not the Authors of Pain's turn so they hit the ropes but the Dudleyz follow them and nail two big forearms to the face, one knocking Rezar out of the ring. Bubba picks up Akam for a sidewalk slam while Devon hits a leg drop at the same time! Bubba then hooks the leg for the pin.
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Akam kicks out! Bubba picks him up and tries to drag him to his corner but Akam pushes him away. Devon tags in while Akam walks over to his corner where Rezar is back up and tags him in. Devon and Rezar walk up to each other, Devon looking for a test of strength. Rezar obliges and they lock up finger and begin to assert their dominance. Neither man really gains an advantage until Rezar just headbutts Devon! Devon turns away but Rezar grabs him from behind in a waistlock and throws him back for a german suplex! Devon scoots ot a corner but he doesn't realize it's the wrong corner. While he's trying to get up, Akam grabs his arms and holds him in place as Rezar runs over and squishes him with a splash! Devon falls to the mat and Rezar goes for the pin.
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Devon kicks out!
Corey Graves: I knew it was only a matter of time before the Authors of Pain took control of this match.
Tom Phillips: Yeah after a headbutt during a test of strength.
Corey Graves: Hey if it was so illegal, why didn't they get disqualified? I'll tell you why Tom, because its a 100% legal move.
Rezar tags in Akam who waste little time in following up. He picks Devon and places him onto his shoulder. It looks like he's going for a running powerslam but Devon slides off behind him and shoves him into the ropes. Akam comes back into a snap powerslam from Devon but instead of going for the pin, he shakes off the cobwebs from the earlier headbutt and crawls over to his corner. Akam does the same and tags in Rezar who runs over to get Devon before he can make the tag but it's too late as Bubba gets tagged in!
Rezar runs right into a right jab by Bubba followed by another, then another. He rolls his hands up before lifting his elbow high into the air and bringing it across Rezar's head for the bionic elbow! Rezar doesn't go down however but he's clearly dazed and on jello legs. Bubba simply kicks him in the gut and places his head between his legs. He points to the crowd who cheer out for a piledriver but Rezar lifts Bubba up for a back body drop! Rezar walks over to tag in Akam and then picks up Bubba in a sidewalk slam position. Akam runs over and hits a big boot as Rezar then lands the spinning sidewalk slam! Rezar leaves the ring while Akam goes for the pin.
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And Bubba kicks out! Akam puts a couple of boots to Bubba and paces back and forth, waiting for him to get back up. Bubba slowly but surely gets to his feet and Akam kicks him in the gut, then lifts him up for a powerbomb. Bubba fights back with some shots to the head to get released. He throws a couple more punches and then runs back towards the ropes, coming back with a big boot to take down the big man! Rezar comes in and takes Bubba down with a clothesline! Devon comes in to help but Rezar runs over and kicks him in the face to stun him. He walks over to Akam and helps him get back to his feet. Together they walk to the respective Dudleyz and get ready for their double powerbomb combo. Both Devon and Bubba come to life though and start fighting back with shots to the mid section.
Tom Phillips: Bubba Ray and Devon aren't going down without a fight!
Corey Graves: They can fight but you said it yourself, they're going down regardless.
Both Bubba and Devon shove the Authors of Pain back and they end up colliding with each other. They then run forward, Bubba taking down Akam with a clothesline, Devon taking down Rezar with a jumping back elbow. Devon makes sure to kick Rezar out of the ring as they focus on Akam. Bubba tells Devon to go up and so he gets on the apron and starts to climb. Bubba picks up Akam onto his shoulders in an electric chair. The crowd gets on their feet as Devon now jumps off with a clothesline for the Dudleyville Device! Bubba covers Akam for the pin.
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Rezar comes in a breaks up the count! Devon comes over to the fight him off but Rezar throws a knee to the gut that keels him over and just tosses him through the ropes. Bubba comes voer though to take the fight to Rezar, backing him into the corner before walking away and running back with a splash in the corner! He turns his attention back to Akam who is slowly getting up. He calmly waits behind him until he's up, then putting him in a full nelson for the Bubba Bomb but Rezar hits him from behind. The Authors of Pain start to beat down Bubba until Devon comes back in. With bubba down however, it's a two on one assault and Devon soon succumbs to the numbers. The Authors of Pain once again set them up for a double powerbomb, picking them and and ramming them into each other before proceeding the slam them into the mat! Rezar kicks Devon out of the ring while Akam picks Bubba up and sets him up for a russian leg sweep. Rezar comes running over and they hit The Last Chapter! Akam goes for the pin while Rezar stands guard.
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Tony Chimel: Here are your winners, the Authors of Pain!
Paul Ellering comes into the ring and raises both Akam and Rezar's hands. They look down at Bubba and don't even bother with him as they exit the ring and head up the ramp. Devon slides into the ring and checks on Bubba while they all stare them down from the top of the ramp and the scene fades out.
NXT moves on backstage to a chalkboard where, for some reason, Matt Striker of all people is standing. Of course, his name is written on the chalkboard, and it looks like he'll be teaching us for a bit.
Matt Striker: Welcome to my class. My name is Matt Striker, and I am your teacher.
Whoa whoa whoa.
Chris Jericho spots Striker and walks up to him.
Chris Jericho: What are you doing here? We don't have time for this.
Oh. Sorry.
Striker walks away. Jericho tries to get him back.
Wait. Don't go. You've got to finish the segment. Great. Now what are we going to do?
There's no teacher.
Jericho looks around, confused, but then stops and looks into the camera.
There's no teacher. Looks like he need a substitute.
Jericho picks up a piece of chalk and wipes Striker's name off and writes "Jericho". As he talks, he writes more words.
Alright, class. Change of plans. I am your sustitute teacher, Chris Jericho. *GROAN* Shut up. I'm getting minimum wage for this, so don't be stupid, because I've got a list.
Alright. Get out your index cards or whatever and take notes, because this will be on the test.
The English language is really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really stupid. There's almost no way to remember any of the sounds. Well, here's a good way to help you in the future.
Take the word Champion. See how it has /ch/ in the beginning? Now, take the words Chris Jericho . See how it also starts with /ch/? But wait. They don't have the same sound. How could that be? Because the english language is really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really stupid. So a good way to remember the ways the /ch/ sound is to remember "Chris Jericho" and "Champion". That's not true now, so we'll just write "future" in front of it.
Now on to synonyms. I know a good one. There's a synonym for loser that we can all recognise. It is Ziggler. You can remember it because they both end in -er.
So to summarise, /ch/ makes different sounds in Champion and Chris Jericho despite them being synonyms. Speaking of synonyms, two easy ones are Ziggler and loser, which can be remembered by their shared -er at the end.
I hope you were paying attention, class, because there's going to be an open note quiz over this later tonight.
At the end of Jericho's teaching lesson, Matt Striker returns and sees it.
What the hell happened here?
Umm.................................................................................................. it was that guy over there.
Jericho speedwalks away as Striker looks around confused. NXT moves on elsewhere, as nobody cares about Matt Striker.
We are taken backstage where the Show Off, Dolph Ziggler, is watching something on a monitor. Ziggler doesn't even seem to acknowledge the camera's presence but mere seconds after the feed starts rolling, he begins to speak.
DOLPH ZIGGLER
You know what's great about guys like Chris Jericho? Pretty much nothing. But one thing that is great is modern technology. With things like the Internet and the UWF Network to which you can subscribe for the low, low price of $5.99 a month you can dig into the archives of NXT, Warzone, Smackdown, Raw, Thunder and all the rest of this company's past and present programming. It's great for guys like me who like to put in work and study their opponents before a big match, and it's been invaluable this past week as I've been preparing to go to war with a man who, once upon a time, called himself the Best in the World at What He Does.
Now Ziggy looks into the lens of the camera, and he's smirking that smug-ass smirk as he continues.
Y2J thinks he's hot shit since he came back here to NXT and got a few wins under his belt, but he's nothing compared to me. He doesn't have the pedigree I have, he doesn't have the ability that I have and he sure as Hell doesn't have the looks that I have. What he does have is a smart mouth connected to a dumb brain and this week, I'm going to shut one while I shut the other down. See, Chris has never fought a man like me, and the moment I hit my first Superkick, it's going to hit him like a sledgehammer hitting a melon. Those synapses in his brain are going to explode, he's going to hit the canvas and he'll spend the rest of his life being the Best in the World on Life Support.
With that, Ziggler steps out of the frame, chuckling to himself. The feed moves elsewhere.
Chimel: The following contest is a Triple-Threat Match and will determine the Number One Contender for the UWF Intercontinental Championship!
Introducing first... weighing in at 246 pounds... from Annville, Pennsylvania... Steve Blackman!
We hear this theme on the Tron, and no one was on the entrance way, the camera pans around the arena for a few moments. Then we see Prez walking down from the crowds as he gets to the ring, he hops over the barricade and climbs into the ring.
Phillips: Blackman taking the unconventional route to the ring...
Graves: That's par for the course.
Phillips: After spending a year as the Kingpin of the Hardcore division, Blackman seems to heading up the card and firing on all cylinders. This would be a great win for him at this point in his career.
Blackman looks up the ram as Tony Chimel welcomes the first of his two opponents.
Chimel: Next... weighing in at 205 pounds... from Birmingham, England... Pete Dunne!
The fans start to boo but Pete Dunne doesn't give a damn as he gets through that curtain and onto the entrance ramp. He slowly walks, posing confidently for a second.
Graves: The Bruiserweight looks like he's in the zone right now. Hard to bet against a kid with so much - I won't say potential, no... realized talent. The sky's the limit and he's already incredible.
Phillips: And dangerous. And nasty. I'll agree that he could be a major force in the future of NXT - but if anyone's gonna bend the rules tonight, I'd bet it'll be Dunne.
Graves: Not many rules to bend in this one, Tom. A triple threat means just about anything goes.
Dunne eventually joins Blackman in the ring, and the ref has to keep them separated as they jaw-jack. Seeing that things may turn south quickly, Chimel quickly calls down the last competitor.
Chimel: And finally... weighing in at 205 pounds... from Amsterdam, Holland... Aleister Black!
The End is here.
Following his signature introductory verse, the thickest bass rhythms off all time begin to resonate through just about every corridor, nook, and cranny in the arena. The audience, are now cheering the man known as the End, for his rough, grim, and supernatural nature; Aleister has assuredly gained a cult-like following. As a minor wave of smoke begins to form around the arena floor, Aleister Black rises from the floor like an old movie vampire with his hands diplomatically clasped together, now making his way to ringside, with a cold, callous stroll.
Phillips: My word... it just gives you chills, doesn't it?
Graves: As impressive as Black has been, I wonder how he'll fair against a time-tested veteran and absolute psychopath in Blackman while trying to fend off Dunne, who is no doubt looking to get one back on him.
Phillips: Well, Black has looked great since coming to NXT, let's see if he can't earn his first shot at championship gold.
Chimel exits the ring and the Referee calls for the ball, initiating the action.
VS 
VS 
DING DING DING
Dunne instantly dashes across the ring and blasts the Hollandian with a forearm shiver across the face. There's enough ill will behind the shot that it stuns and staggers Black. The Lethal Weapon rushes over, but Dunne is ready. He turns faster than you might think a guy could turn and slams his knee right in Blackman's midsection. Steve doubles over and gets got with a Snap DDT for the limey fiend.
Pete springs right back up. Aleister shakes off the elbow and comes after him, swinging for his head with a vicious right hook. But The Bruiserweight ducks it, jumps up and catches the Hollander around the head before bringing him down with a Cutter!
The fans are in shock! Not even thirty seconds into the match and Dunne has both of his opponents laid out. He doesn't try for a pin though. Instead, he walks over to the turnbuckle and stands on the intersection of the middle ropes. There is no pose, no words spoken - he just scowls and scans the arena. Everyone booing, everyone who doubts him, they just saw what he's capable of. That's good enough for him.
Phillips: Perhaps a little too much arrogance and even inexperience from Dunne here. He should be capitalizing right now.
Graves: I think he has his opponents and this crowd right where he wants them, honestly.
The Bruiserweight then hops over the ropes on to the apron and then goes down to the floor. Heading into the Time Keeper's area, Dunne grabs himself a chair, bangs it against the barricade to check its quality or send some kind of warning shot out, and then slides back into the ring.
With the fans now jeering at top volume, Dunne looks to go to work on his opponents with the weapon. Both Steve and Aleister are back on their feet now, albeit shakily. Pete lifts the chair up to go after the latter first, but Blackman steps in to stop it. And by steps in, I mean Bicycle Kicks the chair right back into Dunne's face. Yo.
Steel meets nose, and then head meets canvas as Dunne goes down. Blackman doesn't hesitate to pick up the now-dented chair. But as he turns to use it on Black, wouldn't you know it, that tattoo'd Hollandese fella Black Mass's that chair right into HIS face!
Phillips: Nothing going to plan in there...
Graves: Hard to follow through with any kind of strategy given the involved parties.
Blackman collapses and Black drops down the make the cover, pushing the chair aside as he hooks a leg. The Official counts it...
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Nope! Dunne rolls over and meekly, albeit successfully shoves Aleister off. Black glares at the Englishman, stands up and pulls Pete to his feet as well. Boom, a knee to the face for the interruption. And how about another one??! And one more! He's unloading in that Muay Thai clinch. Knees for days. Heck darn.
To cap that off, he whips Dunne across the ring, bouncing him off the ropes and back before clipping him with a jumping knee strike to the head on the rebound. The Bruisweight gets knocked off his feet and Black goes for a cover on him...
1...
But Dunne rolls a shoulder up before the two count! Black looks up at the Ref who insists the count was right.
Graves: It'll take more than that to keep Pete Dunne down.
Phillips: I'm sure Black has some ideas about how he might go about that.
Aleister gets back to his feet, but before he continue his offense on Dunne, he gets nailed from behind by Blackman. The Lethal Weapon clobbers away at his head before grabbing him by the tights and tossing him through the ropes to the floor below.
With one man out of the way, Blackman sets his attention on Dune, who is trying to get standing again. Steve helps him with that, hooking his head in a suplex attempt. He's able to get him about halfway up before Dunne counters the weight back. Pete lands back on his feet breaks the hold and gets in a sudden eye-rake. Dead Prez staggers back, clytching his eyes while Dunne goes south a hits a nasty low blow. Steve doubles over while the Brit follows up by picking him up on to his shoulders and then tossing him up in the air before connecting with a European Uppercut.
Graves: He calls that the Go 2 Europe - clever, right?
Phillips: Does he always cheat to set it up?
Blackman falls to the canvas and Dunne jumps on him for the pin...
1...
2...
No! Blackman kicks out! Pete screams at the Ref to learn how to count better, but the Official can hardly make out a word he's saying through that wacky accent of his. Dunne shakes his head and decides to take things to THE NEXT LEVEL~! which means picking up that dented chair again.
Blackman is lying prone near the center of the ring, and Dunne looks like he's finna slam a chair right down on his head. The fans are booing and pleading with him not to do it. He looks like a man with a mind made up, but just before he can deliver that deadly blow...
Phillips: It's Al Snow!
Graves: What? NO!
INDEED! Al Snow makes record time down the ramp, slides into the ring and spears Dunne. Maybe it's more of a Thesz Press. I dunno. Either way, he ends up on top of Dunne while the chair flies away, and then he just starts sluggin' away! Left fist! Right fist! One fist! Two fist! Red fist! Blue fist! Brutal.
Once Dunne's good and tenderized, Al picks him and then drops him a Snow Plow! Or Snow Plough, if you prefer. It works! But what's Al gonna do about it? His buddy is still down and out! Mr. Snow goes to check on Steve, trying to shake him awake while that precious window of opportunity is still open.
Graves: This is bogus! Al Snow is a dirty cheat!
Phillips: Oh so now you care about the rules? Which, as you pointed out earlier, don't exist in a triple threat.
Steve finally starts to come to, and Snow points over at Dunne, who is still apparently out cold. Blackman crawls towards him while Al cheers him on. The Lethal Weapon reaches his opponent and then drapes his arm over him, and the Ref counts it...
1...
Phillips: Blackman could become the new Number One Contender for the Intercontinental Championship...
2...
Graves: No! Not like this!
But Aleister Black slides into the ring and breaks it up just in time! Snow groans and Steve looks totally shocked. Black springs to his feet and drags Blackman up with him, but before he can go on the attack, Al Snow interferes. The Hollandallian is able to fend the tandem off for a while, but it doesn't take too long for the numbers game to catch up with him.
Headcheese take turns unloading on Black, and eventually pummel down into the corner and off of his feet. Once he's out of commission, they take a time out to plan their next move. Whatever is said is lost under the sound of the screaming crowd, but they've clearly planned something.
Blackman heads halfway across the ring while Snow picks Black up. He whips Aleister against the ropes and catches him as he coming running back. It suddenly becomes clear that they're looking to hit a 3D! Snow lifts Black into the air, but before Blackman can catch him, Dunne springs back to life and tackles him out of the way before unloading on him. Al Snow is even able to execute the flapback as Black breaks out of the lift just in time.
Dunne and Blackman are trading blows, and soon Black and Snow are as well. It's all-out war in the ring and the people are loving it.
Phillips: I know Black and Dunne are the furthest thing from friendly, but it looks like out of necessity this triple-threat has become something of a tag team match!
Graves: This is chaos! Somebody needs to get Al Snow out of there!
Dunne and Black somehow communicate an idea and simultaneously try to whip Headcheese at each other. But Snow and Blackman, veteran taggers that they are, counter that shit straight up and whip Aliester and Dunne at each other. Instead of colliding in the center of the ring though, Black catches Dunne and thrusts him up over his head, leapfrog-style. The Brit lands on Snow, taking him out while they roll out of the ring to the floor.
Meanwhile, Black runs at Blackman. The latter tries for a Bicycle Kick outta nowhere, and he nearly hits it, but Aleister ducks underneath and then BOOM, hits his own kick from out of the blue... or... uh... black... cause its the BLACK MASS~! Steve hits the mat and Black hastily makes a cover. The Ref counts it!
1...
Phillips: Black Mass! Is this it?
2...
Dunne sees what's happening and kicks Snow away as he tries to slide into the ring to break up the pin, but it looks like he's too late...
3...
DING DING DING
Your Winner,
And the Number One Contender for the UWF Intercontinental Championship...
Aleister Black!
Dunne freezes where he is, looking on in horror and disappointment as Black stands up and has his hand raised in victory.
Phillips: Aleister Black has just earned his first shot at UWF gold!
Graves: What a disaster. Al Snow's interference -
Phillips: Don't forget that Dunne was the first one to throw out the typical rules here, Corey. That match was a frantic, back-and-forth-and-back-again barnburner but it was Aleister Black who found an opening and secured the win. He'll go on to challenge for the Intercontinental Championship now!
With Dunne still shocked and Headcheese looking on from just outside the ring, Black heads up the ramp, his arms raised up proudly above his head. NXT continues elsewhere.
The titantron switches from the UWF NXT graphic to a live feed from backstage. Kevin Steen is shown walking down the hallway when he bumps into - you guessed it - The Proletariat Boar of Moldova!
Steen: Oh... uh... hey... "man".
The Boar: Greetings, Comrade!
Said Revolutionary extends his hand to shake Kevin's. As Kevin goes to do so, The Boar actually does more of a forearm clasp while also performing a one-armed hug. It's a lot. Kevin awkwardly pats him on the back.
Steen: Uhhh, yeah... good to see you too.
After a little too long, The Boar lets go and takes a step back.
Steen: Hey, I was just looking for Matt and Nick. Have you seen them around?
The Proletariat Boar of Moldova points to a door behind them.
The Boar: Our Comrades are recording a pre-taped interview to spread the message!
Steen: Oh, cool. Any idea when they'll be out?
The Boar: It shouldn't be long now...
Kevin nods and the two stand their in an uncomfortable silence for a moment. A member of the crew passes them wheeling a cart full of heavy equipment. A wheel squeaks noisily and then fades.
Finally, both Kevin and The Boar try to break the silence, but they both start speaking at the same time. And they they stop, insisting the other go first. Only to apologize and then try to start speaking again, but once more, at the same time. Then they stop again.
Steen: Uh...
The Boar: Hmmmm...
Steen: So you uh... you Seize any Means lately?
The Boar: What? Uh, yes. Oh yes. I try to every day. Yes. Very good.
Steen: Oh cool dude, cool. Yeah we really appreciate you helping us out with The Union.
The Boar: My pleasure! I admire your fight against the oppressive bourgeoisie.
Steen: Whoa, ummm yeah. Big word. Thanks though man, yeah. I mean... it's tough, what with the "he's a total prick that could fire me at any moment" thing, but, ya know, so far so good, right?
The Boar: Hahaha... yes. Good.
Another awkward silence. Its the first time they've ever been alone together. Friends of friends, ya know. Its actually getting kinda unbearable when, by the grace of the good lord, they door to the interview room bursts open and The Young Bucks burst out... and boy do they look pissed!
Matt: Fine! We don't even wanna finish! Throw out the tape, see if we care!
Nick: Yeah SUCK IT Caruso - that's the last time we do an interview with you!
The Bucks don't even see their teammates there as they shout back over their shoulders. Then they bump into them.
Matt: Oh hey Kev! Boar!
Nick: What's up! What are you guys doin' out here? Whatcha talking about?
The Boar stammers, not sure what to say. Kevin takes the lead.
Steen: Uh.... yeah.... nothing much. Hey, what was all that about?
"Mr. Wrestling" points back at the door.
Matt: Oh that? Pssssh. What can is I say? It's like the amateur hour in there or something. They got this rookie on the mic asking us the dumbest questions, getting us all riled up about this title unification match... you know she actually had the gall to suggest we were too distracted by this The Union business to focus on Enzo and Cass?
Nick: We were freakin' livid, man. Livid. I think I even swore.
Matt: I know I did.
Steen: What? You guys never swear.
Matt: Right??!!?
Nick: Yeah, it got pretty heated in there. But that clueless bimbo said she was gonna throw out the whole thing anyway. She said she'd never been so embarrassed for someone else in her life.
Matt: And I told her to Suck It. And then... jeepers... I think I mighta swore at her again.
Nick: Yeah you totally did. Twice.
The Boar: Non-violent protest is an unnatural abomination. What species has the cowardice for it besides man?
Matt: So you want I should go Superkick this chick?
Nick: Heck, I'm game.
Steen: Why don't we just go get some catering or something instead, eh? Let cooler heads prevail.
Matt: Maybe you're right Kev. I'm starving.
Nick: I heard they're serving pork chops tonight!
The Boar: Say WHAAAAAAT?!?!?
NXT heads elsewhere.
The scene opens up to Sasha Banks in the backstage area with a big and bright smile on her face.
Sasha Banks: Good evening everyone, tonight I have the pleasure of interviewing the one and only Kurt Angle today! This interview was sceheduled for a few weeks back, but when youre the Money in the Bank, you have a lot of obligations and duties to fufill. But nonetheless, give it up for Kurt Angle!
The camera then focuses on Kurt who is smiling and looking quite humble himself with his briefcase in hand.
Sasha Banks:For starters, how do you feel about losing the Rumble to not only Dolph Ziggler but Bobby Roode, a guy that you already eliminated?
Kurt Angle: Its definitely an honor to have made it down to the final twoI mean three competitors. Clearly I didnt win that night, but there is so reason for me to be upset at my performance that night. I made my mark that night even though I came up short. It is a bit unfortunate that Bobby will go down in history as being the one that won that night, but it is what it is. You just get better as you move and look to capitalize on the next opportunity that gets presented in front of you.
Sasha Banks:Who would you consider to be some of your fiercest competitors? Or superstars that you may see yourself as having a rivalry with?
Kurt Angle: Ironically enough, I would say Dolph Ziggler and Bobby Roode. You can definitely thrown in Spike Dudley in there too. Me and Dolphs battles go back to last summer, and every now and then we still get in each others way. Its a small path when you are fighting to be the International champion. Everyone should know about me and Bobbys little feud, its all he yaps about week in and week out.
With Spike, after Survivor Series, his team won the right to book the card for the week whenever they decided to run NXT for a week. Dolph scheduled me to take on Spike the week before Spike was in charge. I defeated Spike and made him tap out. He decided to put himself against me in a number one contender match instead of taking on Steen at the time to prove himself. And prove himself he did when he defeated me in a TLC match. He then went on to dethrone Steen. So you could say Im at war with those three guys especially, but Im always at war with the whole roster.
Sasha Banks: So Kurt, tell us, how does it feel to be the Mr. Money in the Bank?
Kurt Angle: Its a wonderful feeling to be holding this briefcase with such a magnificent opportunity inside. I found like hell to attain this and it goes without saying that I have earned this. I am more than willing to take NXT over and showing everyone what a real fighter and competitor looks like every week. NXT is my playground and no one is going to change that.
Sasha Banks:When do you see yourself cashing in?
Kurt Angle: I see myself cashing in when the time is right. Every week Ill be looking, just waiting, seeking the right opportunity to make the most of this chance. Just believe that when I do cash in, youll never see it coming and whoever I cash in on, had it coming to them.
Sasha Banks: If you could cash in the briefcase on anyone, who would it be and why?
Kurt Angle:Whoever is the champion is good enough. It doesnt matter if its Spike, Dolph, Steen, or anyone else. The time of my cash in will be perfect in regards to me becoming champion as well as dethroning the correct superstar. I mean hell, I could cash in tonight, I could cash in at Vengeance. I mean who knows? Only time will tell.
Sasha Banks: Once you ultimately win the belt with your cash in, who would you like to defend the belt against?
Kurt Angle: Anyone who has earned the right to challenge for the belt will be worthy of fighting me for the belt.
Sasha Banks: Now last but not least, what are your thoughts about your competitor at Vengeance? He is the same man that is going to be in the main event tonight against Dolph, and that mans name is Chris Jericho.
Kurt Angle:Chris is a man that has clearly bit off more than he can chew. He is just delusional and he hasnt realized it yet. But at Vengeance, Ill be reminding him of exactly who he is and where he belongs. No longer is he the Y2J off old that won the Rumble and headlined WrestleMania, hes no longer that sneaky potato. Hes a new assclown that I dont mind chasing and beating his face in until he looks like his name is Brayden. But thats if he even makes it too Vengeance. Dolph might eat him alive and retire him before I even get a chance to fight him.
Sasha Banks: Well ladies and gentlemen, there you have it. Kurt Angle and his thoughts.
NXT then rolls on to the next scene.
The Beastie Boys begin to boom from the arena soundsystem and the fans in the stands get up in arms, booing the man they know this song belongs to. From the back he comes: one of the most hated in the business today, with his slicked-back blonde hair, his black leather vest and a smile on his face that says he's enjoying this all far too much, Ziggler turns his back to the crowd, gives his hips a shake and throws out his locks as the fans boo the ever-loving shit out of him.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first. from Hollywood Florida, weighing in at 218 pound, Dolph Ziggler!
The formalities dispensed with, Ziggy heads down the ramp toward the ring, looking cocky and headstrong as always. He rolls in under the bottom rope to enter the ring and waits for his opponent this evening.
Out comes Chris Jericho to what seems like deafening cheers compared to Ziggler's overwhelming boos. With his light up jacket and his light up scarf, he calmly walks down to the ring in stride.
Tony Chimel: And his opponent, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, weighing in at 227 pounds, Chris Jericho!
Jericho walks by a fan with a Dolph Ziggler shirt and points to him, telling him he's now on the list before proceeding to walk up the steps. He places his list down and walks into the ring where the ref calls for the bell.
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DING DING DING
Ziggler walks up to Chris looking to get started right away with his redemption for the 2016 Royal Rumble. They both extend their arms looking for a test of strength, looking to feel each other out. They interlock finger in one hand but Ziggler decides to kick Jericho in the stomach to gain the early advantage. He clubs him on the back a few times before irish whipping him to the ropes but Jericho reverses and sends him instead. Chris bends down for a back body drop but Dolph stops himself and kicks him in the shoulder. Ziggler then goes for a standing dropkick but Jericho side steps it and hits a basement dropkick as Ziggler tries to get back to his feet. Dolph ends up rolling all the way out of the ring, holding his jaw and staring at Chris.
Tom Phillips: Things didn't exactly turn out to well for the Show Off right there.
Corey Graves: The match just started Tom, don't count him out. He's the number one contender to the Intercontinental Championship for a reason.
Tom Phillips: Because he sucked up to EC3?
Corey Graves: You're lucky our General Manager is busy preparing for Vengeance otherwise you would be fired on the spot for such remarks.
The is counting Ziggler out, now at a count of 5 but Dolph hops onto the apron and slowly stands up. He enters the ring and asks for another test of strength. Chris smiles, knowing not to fall for that twice. He points at Dolph and looks to the audience as if to ask "Is this guy serious?" but Ziggler comes running over and blasts Jericho in the face while he's not looking! Jericho falls into the corner and Dolph just stomps him over and over until the ref forcibly pulls him away. The ref checks of Chris but Dolph comes back and drags him to the center of the ring. Jericho however fights back and shoves him away with his legs. Dolph goes flying back but gets up quickly and runs over to Jericho who is getting up and hits the Famouser! He turns Chris over for the pin.
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And Jericho kicks out! Dolph brings Chris back to his feet and slowly turns him around for a neckbreaker. First though, he decides to live up to his nickname and shows off by wiggling his hips much to the disdain from the crowd. Y2J however takes advantage of this and truns back around, shoving Ziggler forward into the ropes. Dolph comes back into a perfect northern lights suplex by Jericho with a bridge for the pin.
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Ziggler breaks up the pin with a punch to the ribs to stop the bridge! Both men rise to their feet, Ziggler throwing the first punch at Chris. Jericho returns the favor with a backhand chop to the chest. Ziggler covers up from the pain and so Chris punches him in the head. This frees up Ziggler chest for another chop! Dolph turns to walk away but Jericho runs up behind him and takes him down with a bulldog! Dolph is now in the center of the ring and the fans cheer, knowing what comes next. Jericho runs to the ropes and springboards off them for the Lionsault but Ziggler gets his knees up in time! Jericho rolls around on the mat and so Dolph grabs his legs and moves him to the center of the ring before turning him over into the Walls of Jericho!
Corey Graves: Walls of Jericho! It looks even better than Jericho's!
Tom Phillips: This is the very definition of adding insult to injury.
Corey Graves: Hey he's not called the Show Off for nothing!
Jericho is reaching out for the ropes but he's nowhere near them. Dolph throws out some trash talk to rub it in but it doesn't seem to effect Jericho much as he's focused on getting closer to the ropes. Slowly but surely, he makes his way closer to the ropes, fist over fist until he finally gets a hand on them. Ziggler keeps the hold on until the 4 count before letting go. He turns around and gets one last kick to th lower back of Jericho's before walking away. Y2J tries to use the ropes to pull himself up and that's when Ziggler comes running over. Chris retaliates with a back elbow that staggers the number one contender enough for Jericho to jump up with an enziguri! Dolph falls to the mat but Chris is too injured to follow up.
Ziggler starts to get back up holding his jaw and looks over to Chris who is still struggling to get up. Dolph laughs and walks over, slapping him across the head and talking more trash yelling "Not so easy when you actually have to pin me huh?". Ziggler now picks him up and sends him to the ropes but Jericho springboards off them and comes back with a back elbow to the face! The crowd gets back into it and starts to cheer for the Ayatollah of Rock 'n' Rolla! He feeds off their energy and heads to the apron to climb up the turnbuckles. His back however is still a bit banged up and it takes him longer than usual to get up. Ziggler has recovered by now and runs over, scaling the ropes like no other before grabbing Jericho's head and bringing him back down to the mat with a facebuster from the top rope! The ref quickly drops down to count the pin.
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Jericho gets the shoulder up at 2!
Tom Phillips: Despite the punishment he's suffered so far, Chris Jerciho keeps persevering.
Corey Graves: What do you expect him to give up? He knows he can't beat Dolph Ziggler but nobody just gives up even though he should. He's got an important match at Vengeance to worry about.
Ziggler gets a little angry but ends up composing himself. He goes off to the corner and starts to tune up the band. The crowd gives him the appropriate amount of boos for this while Jericho is struggling to get back to his feet. Chris finally gets up and turns around but manages to catch Ziggler's superkick! Dolph hops up and down but Jericho let's go of his foot to kick him in the gut. He catches both of Dolph's arms in a double underhook before hitting a powerbomb! Unfortunately he doesn't have the strength to fold over for the pin and instead grabs at his back. Ziggler recovers quicker than one would think but he's clearly not all there as he has his back turned to Jericho. Chris grabs his arms once again, this time hitting a tiger suplex! Once again however his back is too hurt to bridge for a pin.
Tom Phillips: That Walls of Jericho really having lingering effects here on Jericho.
Corey Graves: What'd you expect when that hold gets applied by the next Face of NXT!
Both men are down, Jericho holding his back and Ziggler grabbing at the back of his neck. The crowd starts a slow clap to get Y2J back in the fight and it appears to work but Ziggler is getting up at the same time. They meet in the middle of the ring and trade shots back and forth. Ziggler appears to gain the upper hand but Jericho fires back with a chop that halts any progress. Dolph returns the favor with a knee to the gut to stop any momentum. From there here whips Chris into the corner, running after him with a stinger splash! He follows it up by bringing him out and hitting a swinging neckbreaker before going for the pin.
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But Jericho kicks out! Dolph slaps the mat in anger but gets back up and measures Jericho, waiting for him to get back to his feet. Slowly but surely, Chris uses the ropes to get back to a vertical base and that's when Ziggler strikes, running up for the Zig Zag! Jericho however holds onto the ropes and Dolph goes flying backwards. Ziggler runs back towards Chris but Jericho uses his own momentum against him and flapjacks him onto the ropes. Ziggler walks away holding his throat and choking and walks right into a Codebreaker! Ziggler however ends up rolling out of the ring!
Corey Graves: Haha that's the instinct of a true champion.
Tom Phillips: Ziggler may be safe from harm now but Jericho can easily stay in control.
Chris rests a bit due to Ziggler rolling to the outside. He sucks up whatever pain he has though and exits the ring, picking up Dolph's limp body and trying to throw it into the ring all with a bad back. He struggles for a bit but finally pushes him in. Ziggler starts to come to and crawls around on his hands and knees. He goes over to the ref and grabs him, using him to get back to his feet. The ref is trying to get away so Jericho comes over to help pry him off but Dolph kicks his leg back for a low blow! He then turns around right away and hits a superkick right to the jaw of Y2J, jumping on him for the pin.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Dolph Ziggler!
Ziggler stands there celebrating his big win when suddenly Spike Dudley comes out from the back. He slowly walks out, clapping sarcastically on the stage. Dolph notices and gives him a smirk. He sticks his hand out and snaps his fingers with the biggest grin on his face. Spike however just stand there looking confused. Dolph snaps again but nothing appears to be happening. He starts to furiously snap but nothing is happening until the titantron lights up and shows the Authors of Pain laid out backstage!
Corey Graves: What's going on, this is assault! someone needs to call the police!
Tom Phillips: Looks like Spike Dudley took this into consideration and had the Author's of Pain dealt with.
Spike then snaps his fingers and the crowd explodes as Bubba Ray and Devon come from the crowd and stand outside the ring. Spike comes down the ramp as Ziggler tries to watch all 3 of them. They all converge at the same time and although Ziggler tries to put up a fight, he's no match for the Dudley family. They beat him down like he's nothing until Spike picks him up and tosses him to the ropes. Ziggler comes back and eats a 3D from Bubba and Devon! The crowd is one fire until Spike pushes Bubba and Devon in the chest yelling out "DUDLEY'S! GET THE TABLES!".
Bubba and Devon exit the ring and grab a table from underneath it, placing it into the ring. They set it up near a corner while Spike picks up Dolph and takes him to said corner. From there he runs up the ropes and plants Ziggler through the table with the Dudley Dog! The arena is blowing the roof off the place as they cheer for the International Champion.
Tom Phillips: After weeks of getting taken down by Dolph Ziggler, Spike Dudley gets his revenge!
Corey Graves: Are you kidding me? This is clearly assault and Spike should be stripped of the International Championship!
The Dudleyz lift Spike onto their shoulder and he raises his title high as NXT comes to a close.
END OF SHOW
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