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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: Summerslam is just around the corner and I for one cannot wait to get things started!
Tom Phillips: Well we're going to have to because the road to Summerslam isn't quite over yet. We've got some big matches tonight including Pete Dunne vs Dolph Ziggler, Aleister Black vs Drew McIntyre, Dalton Castle vs Finn Balor and Adam Cole vs Chris Jericho.
Corey Graves: I'm fired up for tonight so let's not wait any longer, let's head down to the ring for the first match of the-
The feed suddenly gets cut and shows the Dutch Destroyer as he stands before an array of candles, paying vile tribute to the dark, unfathomable Gods that hes known to worship. Aleister wouldve been staring down at the candles with a studious demeanor, before long, his profile rises to catch the glimpse of the lens of the camera, directly in the eye. The Intercontinental Champion speaks
Aleister Black: Although I consider myself a spiritual entity, I am not without my aptitude for scientific analysis as my satanic roots encourage me to be so. As such, I find it so intriguing that the Aves Class - birds - are so comparable to the social Darwinism that is so prevalent in our society. There are those, such as the Phasianidae Family encompassing pheasants, partridges, and chickens that are nearly harmless in the food chain. They, are at the bottom. Such competitors, are Jimmy Uso, The Wet Bandits, and finally, none other than my own opponent that I will face later tonight: Drew McIntyre.
Aleister Black: Drew McIntyre came to NXT as the Chosen One. He came to ascend, and for those left in the dust, to worship him in his greatness. He came to NXT to become the shepherd, he came to be the one that leads the sheep, but he was only the shepherd in his own mind. He is a narcissist, I stand before the lens of this camera as the shepherd of NXT. I worship at the very mouth of Satan and the unfathomable powers that surpass this realm, as my power grows, and your own dwindles like the last breath of a candle thats about to go out, Drew.
Aleister Black: You, are apart of the proverbial Phasianidae Family of NXT, Drew. You, are the Jimmy Uso. You, are the Dan Lawrence and Markus Crane, and you stand no chance against an ominous bird of prey in the form, I, Aleister Black. People like you were made to be hunted, Drew. The God in Heaven that you go to worship every Sunday, only created you to fuel the war conquest of a bird of prey like me, Drew. I, will annex everything that you are. I, will strip the title that you promptly gave yourself, to represent corporate interests, but I represent the interests of the devil and you will pay the debt of your sins like Adam Cole, like Vampiro in the shed, of your own blood.
All of the candles go out at once like the flip of a switch, as NXT rolls on
TALK IS JERICHO BABY
TALK IS JERICHO
TALK IS JERICHO MAMA
TALK IS ME
Chris Jericho: Alright. Welcome to Talk Is Jericho, the pod of thunder and rock and roll. On this episode, I will be going through my picks for the upcoming SummerSlam PPV on September 3rd. It will be the first time both Warzone and NXT host a Pay-Per-View together since WrestleMania, so it should be a great show. But before we get into all of that, I have a very special guest with a very important announcement. Please welcome my guest, the President of 2K Games, David Ismailer.
David Ismailer: Hey, Chris.
Chris: David, you said you have a special announcement for us all. What exactly is that announcement?
David: Well, Chris, when I became president of 2k Games, I noticed a genre that had been underused in video games, so I put together a team to try to change that, and now we have. We're ready to reveal it to the world.
Chris: What is it, a baby? Baby Simulator 2017? Are you pregnant? Are you transgender? Do you sexually identify as a cement mixer?
David: No, no. None of that. Coming this Fall, 2K Sports will be releasing UWF 2K18, The Official Video Game of the Ultimate Wrestling Federation. We will be revealing the cover at the first NXT after SummerSlam.
Chris: Wow. That's really exciting. I'm sure all of the UWF fans, gamers and otherwise, are excited as well. Do you have a roster set up yet?
David: Yes we do, but we will be saving that for later. We'll have weekly roster reveals until the entire roster is known. We have over 100 superstars in the game.
Chris: Well, congratulations. I'm really excited for this new game. UWF 2K18. Coming this Fall to an overcharging GameStop near you.
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Alright. That was David Ismailer, president of 2K Games with the big announcement. In case you missed it, rewind a bit and you'll see it. Now, here are my official SummerSlam predictions.[/color]
Act II, Scene I Part One: The Warzone Card.
The matches are:
The Joker vs Rhinoceros vs Heathcliff vs Thunder Storm vs This Is A Test vs Mr. E.O. vs The Brand New and Improved Jack vs That Guy I Hate And Punched His Wife In The Face vs Steamboat Willie vs Robert Mistletoe
Hell-mo and Wolfpac (c) vs. Team Obsolete
The Aussie Bro (c) and Emmalina vs. The Prototype and The Fakest Twin (c)
The Vegan (c) vs. Mr. T vs. The Downgraded One
Ravishing Rob Rude (c) vs. The Tall Indian Dude
Act II, Scene I Part Two: The NXT Card.
The matches are:
Jimmy Jobless vs The Man In High Castle vs The Disappearing Finn vs Literally Anyone Else
Nicky from The Squad vs. Stephen Dark-Shade-of-Gray Man
Peter Donovan (c) vs. The Trifecta Titleman
Scary Terry (c) vs. Michael Cole vs. The Jobbin' One vs. Scary Terry 2.0
The Ultimate Paper Champion (c) vs. The Best In The World At What He Does
Act II, Scene II Part One: The Warzone Predictions.
Here are my official Warzone predictions:
Hardcore Holly is the best
The Ministry of Darkness does stuff and wins via "shenanigans"
Ryder and Emma win for a 2-week Divas wrestling reboot
Eric Young makes up for his title loss
The Great Khali gives all of Steph's goons title wins
Act II, Scene II Part Two: The NXT Predictions.
Here are my official NXT predictions:
Me. It's open to anybody, right? Why can't I win it?
Steve Blackman wins. I want to face him next
Spike makes a good SummerFest moment for us all
Aleister Black retains. He's really good
Act II, Scene III: The Preview
As you can tell, I left out my match against Kurt Angle. That's because I wanted to go more in-depth considering it's the Ultimate Main Event. Well guys, this is it. All that hype about the Ascent of Jericho and me being the future International Champion all end here. The Path of Jericho is almost over, and soon, I'll become The Face of NXT as its champion. This is it.
Prediction: I win.
You can download new episodes of TALK IS JERICHO every Wednesday and Friday at podcastone.com
As the fans eagerly await the match...
...a notorious theme replaces the silence in the arena and swiftly switches to a powerful melody that heralds the arrival of the one and only.
The Bruiserweight, Pete Dunne, who confidently marches down the ramp with the Hardcore Championship between his teeth. The fans in the arena greet the NXT's very own, Pitbull, the self-proclaimed demigod of grappling with a loud mixed reaction, but mostly boos.
Tony Chimel: Introducing first, from Birmingham, England! Weighing in at 205lbs, he is the Hardcore Champion, The Bruiserweight... Pete Dunne!
Pete grabs his Hardcore Championship and raises it high above his head, only to put it on his shoulder and smile confidently, cockily, before proceeding to march down the entrance ramp, absolutely ignoring any sorts of crowd reactions and comments. As soon as he reaches the ring, he climbs on the top steel step and looks at the crowd, analyzes them for a second and enters the ring through the middle rope. He raises his championship title high above his head once again before handing it over to the referee.
There is no confusion this week as the driving riff and thumping drums of Queens of the Stone Age's "Sick, Sick, Sick" begin to flood the arena soundsystem. Soon enough, a man with whom the universe is very familiar trots out from the back, looking game as ever as the crowd drops nuclear heat on him.
Tony Chimel: "And his oppenet, from Hollywood, California, weighing in at 213 pounds, Dolph Ziggler!"
Following his usual theatrics, the former UWF International Champion - Dolph Ziggler - casually descends the ramp and jogs up the ring steps, enters between the ropes and prepares himself for the following contest.
VS. 
DING! DING! DING!
As the bell rings the two men circle the canvas. The crowd is very mixed and split half and half between these villans. Dolph has a big, cocky grin from ear to ear full of confidence while Dunne shoots a stink eye, disgusted with his foe's attitude.
Tom Philiips: "Just a reminder as we get under way for any one just tuning in that this is NOT a title match. Pete gets a rest before this upcoming SummerSlam."
Corey Graves: "This isn't new to any body, but no matter weather your title is on the line or not, you always need to protect yourself from any type of injury. That could be dangerous if you look to hold on to that belt. Facing Dolph Ziggler could possibly have those same results or worse."
Pete Dunne makes the first move, raising his arm up high in the air for a Test of Strength. Ziggler quickly grabs onto the offer and raises his left arm, as Dunne reaches for it he's stopped by a swift kick to the gut. With the grip of Dunne's hand, Dolph ducks under and applies an arm wrench, pressing his free elbow down on the shoulder of Dunne, forcing him down to one knee. The referee's on sight checking on Pete, who's clearly aggroviated by this. Dunne attempts to get up but his met with an elbow strike to the shoulder, Dolph users his body weight to force Pete down onto the mat face first. Ziggler takes this opportunity and leans back on top of Dunne, forcing pressure on the shoulder with an arm submission of sorts. The ref asks if Dunne wants to quit, in which Dunne replies with a simple "Piss off!" Dunne, using his quick wit, squirms his way to his side and tilts Ziggler backwards, having his shoulders down as the ref goes for the count!
... 1!
... 2!
... Kickout!
Ziggler, stunned with surprise, kicks out at the very last second. He stands up to catch a breath, only to be forced into a front head lock by Dunne. Dolph tries to push Dunne off with no luck. He is once again forced to use his weight and march Dunne into the ropes, he goes to push Dunne on the rebound but is quickly dropped with a takedown from the headlock. Dunne now on top of Ziggler wrenches in the headlock, to which the referee now asks Dolph the same question, he shakes his head to the best of his ability.
Tom Phillips: "It's no secret that both of these men are technical wrestlers, but I think Dunne may have the upper hand in this category of wrestling."
Ziggler struggles to find some ground under Dunne. He struggles more and more before finally getting out of the hold, quickly dropping down on Dunne and locking in a face lock. Ziggler is now back in a full and cocky mood, laughing at his foe as he wrenches back the hold. That's all interrupted as Dunne pulls out a desperate trick out of his hat, biting the fingers of Ziggler's right hand. Dolph carefully but quickly gets up, Dunne is guided, having a big, sadistic grin plastered on his face as he chomps down harder. The referee begins a count that lasts until 4, where Dolph kicks Dunne in the gut to break the hold. Dolph follows up with a picture Fame Asser to Dunne. He goes for the cover.
... 1!
... 2!
... Kickout!
Dunne kicks out quickly after the 2 count. Ziggler seems frustrated with the Brit, he stands up and looks down at Dunne for a moment before cocking his foot back and landing a devastating kick to the gut of Pete, causing him to blow out a heavy amount of air. Dolph grabs onto the near rope for leverage and begins to stomp away, the ref begins his count and ends the count after pushing Ziggler away, who puts his hands up like he did nothing. This garners immediate boos from half of the crowd, as they're 50/50 on this one. As Dunne stands up, Dolph grabs him by the arm and goes for an irish whip. Dunne reverses and pulls Ziggler in for a big elbow to the head of Ziggler, who's knocked silly and stumbles onto the ground. Pete Dunne quickly goes behind Ziggler, puts him in the pump handle position, Dunne's support is going nuts. As Ziggler is lifted up and twisted in the air for the Bitter End, with what ever strength was left, he managed to get his arm over Dunne's head and reverse it into a big DDT! Ziggler is fired up and is in the corner, he's yelling at Dunne to get up, banging his foot to the canvas like a maniac.
Corey Graves: "It's been reveresed! That pumphandle flatliner of Dunne's been reversed! This is documented now, Ziggler's going for a super ki-!"
A familiar tune hits the speakers, causing the commentary team to be cutoff. It grabs the attention of Dolph Ziggler as well, as it's none other than the Lethal Weapon, Steve Blackman. With a serious look as always, he steps out onto the stage and stares down the ring towards Ziggler. Dolph returns this stare and begins to shout at Blackman, who's music fades out. All of a sudden, a roll up from Dunne! The ref counts!
1!
2!
3!
DING! DING! DING!
Tony Chimel: "The Winner of this match, the Hardcore Champion, The Bruiserweight, Pete Dunne!
Ziggler runs directly after Dunne at first in the ring. Dunne, being the wiser, rolls out of the ring and is handed his Hardcore Championship. He grabs it, pushes the ref out of the way and makes his exit through the crowd.
Corey Graves: "Talk about a ripoff! That idiotiotic Blackman ruined what was turning out to be a great match! He'll have hell to play over social media, if he even knows how to read! It won't amount to what these two are going to do to each other at Summer Slam!"
Ziggler turns back to look at Blackman, rage is written all over his face. Dolph rolls out of the ring and begins to trade fists with one another up the ramp way. Blackman gets the better of Dolph with a kick to the gut. He grabs Ziggler by the hair and drags him over to the entrance stage, going to toss him into to the bottom titantron only to be reversed and thrown into it himself. This escalates into the back, both men disappearing behind the curtain as NXT rolls on...
With NXT rolling on, we switch to a low quality video produced earlier that night. Vampiro appears, holding a camcorder in which seems to be a parking lot. He begins to speak while having his glare focused on the ground beneath him. He takes quite a while before beginning to speak in a distinct and disjointed tone.
Vampiro:
"You know... I've had this last week to reflect on how things here in NXT have been going for me. It's been a hell of trip, the roar of that crowd, the positive responses over social media, I wouldn't trade anything in the world for it. But that whole period of time, there's been a pain in my head, with that pain, a few bugs have been crawling through my mind and reminding me of their presence."
Vampiro looks at the camera dead in the lens.
"I have the owner of NXT, one EC3, to thank. You've given me a ladder to climb here, you've given me a place to display violence. But there's bit of an issue with that ladder, people see only the golden bars to grab onto rather than waiting their turn in line. Drew McIntyre's that kind of guy to break through that ladder and try to obtain what he desires. Vampiro's the guy who came up behind you Drew and threw you off of that ladder. If you think last week was your night to drag me down with you, think again. You've only succeeded in making an enemy of the Dark Angel by involving yourself in my match with Aleister Black. Hell if anything, you boosted me up that ladder for SummerSlam. Drew, watch yourself, because as soon as you laid your hands on me, you signed your own death warrant. Now as for the formerly mentioned Mr. Black... "
Vampiro takes a moment to breath, collecting his thoughts as his stare doesn't drop from the camera.
"You still owe me a match. I don't care when it is, what it is, or why it is... but I want just you. Last week was nothing but a fluke, the record book may say I beat you, but everyone and their mother knows that it was a disgraceful ending to a beautiful containment of aggression between us. I'll do what ever is needed to ensure it happens, even if that means taking away the "extension", you call that Intercontinental Championship at SummerSlam. As for now, I'll be watching the both of you, and while you're both beating each other's brains out on NXT, make sure that Vampiro is inserted into the back pocket of your minds."
With that, Vampiro performs his signature cut throat gesture as the feed suddenly dies off. NXT continues on...
As NXT continues we see Renne Young with a mic in hand standing in the backstage area
Renne:"Hello to the NXT universe I'm standing in the backstage area here looking for Dalton Castle to get some words from him about his match tonight with Finn Balor but I can't find I'm anywhere.
suddenly we see in the background Dalton Castle on a box being pushed through the backstage area by the boys and when Dalton sees the camera and Renne he signals the boys to stop the box and says:
Dalton:"Oh hello Renne you probably want to interview me cause who wouldn't want to interview me right? So what're your questions?
Renne: Well Dalton I just wanted to know your thought coming in into your match versus Finn Balor tonight
Dalton takes some time to think
Dalton: Hey Renne can you please move a bit to your left,
yeah just a bit more here you go! (Renne is now out of frame)
Dalton poses to the camera
"Ok you can come back Renne, so you asked what are my thoughts? Well, my thoughts are that Finn Balor will regret the fact he disrespected and underestimated my boys and after I win this match with a Bang-a-Rang I'm gonna win the number one contender ship match at SummerSlam with a Bang-a-Rang...
(Renne starts talking in the middle of the sentence)
"Don't you think it's a bit dangerous using the same game plan each week?"
"Well Renne they know the Bang-a-Rang will come (Dalton talking quieter now) "they just don't know when, And that's how true horror feels"
Dalton suddenly yells BOYS! and they push him into the locker room to prepare for his match
"Ok..... here you have it, folks! Dalton Castle weirdly without shirt interview, back to you Tom and Corey!
"The End is here."
The Dark Prince cometh. Sludgy, gritty; Krownns most renown track, To Minas Morgul, begins to resonate throughout the arena, each note of the heavy bass like a part of a warning a warning to run. The intercontinental Champion literally rises from the arena floor, from the smoke, like a vampire, with his hands clasped together with sinister, ominous intentions.
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, he is the Intercontinental Champion, Aleister Black!
Without even glancing around to take in his surroundings, Aleister makes his callous, remorseless walk down to ringside, with the Intercontinental Championship dragged low behind himself. Black is cold, yet undoubtedly dead-focused. Idly walking around the corner of the ring at ringside, he hops up onto the cliff of ringside, and springboard somersaults into the ring, to sit cross-legged in the middle of it.
The lights cut out in the arena as Broken Dreams, the signature theme for Drew McIntyre begins to boom throughout the arena. Several moments pass before finally McIntyre bursts through the curtain with an arrogant smile across his face. The crowd rise to their feet booing him with every step he takes towards the ring.
Tony Chimel: And his opponent, Drew McIntyre!
McIntyre slowly makes his way up the steel stairs, glancing out to the crowd with a sly smirk before making his way under the top rope into the ring where he crouches down, mentally preparing himself.
DING DING DING
McIntyre walks up to Black and just laughs at him. He puts his hand right in the face of Black and shoves him away as a sign of disrespect. Black just stares at the mat, stewing while McIntyre jacks his jaw at him. Tired of waiting for him to finally make a move, McIntyre tries to strike him with a big boot but Black dodges it and when Drew turns back around he eats a Black Mass right to the jaw! McIntyre goes down hard and Black hooks the leg for the cover.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Aleister Black!
Tom Phillips: For the second week in a row, McIntyre ends up falling victim to the Black Mass.
Corey Graves: McIntyre clearly wasn't ready but a win's a win. I doubt it'll be that easy come Summerslam.
Balor just sits cross legged in the ring like usual, not even sweating his upcoming title defense until the scene fades out.
The scene opens up with Kurt Angle in the back.
Kurt Angle: I dropped the ball last week in a match against Dolph Ziggler, I had him beat, but he hit me with a low blow and capitalized. Another mental error, but its good to have that mistake before my big dance with Chris Jericho. That loss to Ziggler, doesnt mean much to me. Sure, I would have loved to beat him one more time for age old sake, but something tells me that he will be back around the corner soon. And Ill be ready for him and better prepared. I wont let him continue to get the best of me. I vow to seek out my revenge on him and his low blow on me wont be forgotten.
As far as boy wonder goes, or little red riding hood, the beloved G1 climax winner who I am scheduled to dismantle in a few short weeks, those plans are still on. You see Chris, youve got yourself into quite the pickle, or situation here. You have to act like a tough guy that oozes with confidence when really Im about to crush you and your guts like a worm. You have a false sense of entitlement and privilege that I am about to wipe out. Prepare yourself man, Summer slam is going to be a war and it wont be for the weak. You better eat your damn Wheaties and drink your milk because Im going to be coming for you. This is my Wrestlemania, this is my super bowl, and this is my big moment. And I will not fail, I will not be stopped.
NXT then rolls on to the next segment.
The feed transitions to EC3 sitting in his office.
EC3: As I'm sure you all know, the rivalry between Steve Blackman and Dolph Ziggler doesn't seem like it's going to die down any time soon. We were able to separate them in the back but there's no doubt in my mind that they both won't play by the rules at Summerslam. To deal with the inevitable, I've made an executive decision to turn their number one contender's match into a Last Man Standing match. Let them prove who really wants it more.
EC3 laughs as the feed slowly goes out.
as the famous guitar solo but now with added lyrics starts to play the crowd starts to cheer and cheer LOUD as they cant but love this charismatic milkshake who the song belongs to and as they cheer his 2 boys come out holding their 2 hand held fans up in the air waiting for Dalton to come through them and does exactly that as he screams a peacock scream starts to walk to the ring followed by his boys waving at him as he screams for some cheerful words about colorful world and a screaming that this is where he belongs as he comes to the ring the boys bypass and they go to the right side of the ring to be used as stairs for Dalton as he enters the ring he's grabbing the side of his colorful peacock style jacket and when the boys come along they kneel on both of his sides and he poses as a peacock
Tony Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Dalton Castle!
after the pose they start to take off his clothes as he run to the rope and to the other one starting to lower his back to almost a punishing way but in a second bam! he goes up and poses
than he order his boys to take the chair pose and he sits in the boys chair waiting for his opponent to make his entrance
As the smoke goes away on the stage we see Fergal Devitt holding his arms out while wearing his signature leather jacket, Fergal Devitt makes it midway down the entrance ramp as he walks the lights flicker along with the beats of his theme he throws his arms up as a spotlight is put on him
Tony Chimel: And his opponent, Finn Balor!
He continues to walk down the ramp until he reaches the ring he walks over to the steps and starts to flicker again as he climbs above the turnbuckles and bend over and come back up as light flicker to the beats of his theme. He then hops off the turnbuckle and stands in the middle of the ring.
DING DING DING
Castle stands with his arms behind his back in his classic peacock pose with a smirk on his face. Balor is more than tired of all of Castle's fun and games and runs over to hit him with a front dropkick into the corner! Balor stands back up a delivers a hard chop to the chest of Castle. Dalton winces but then just smiles, telling Balor to chop him again. Balor instead just punches him in the face a few times before rolling him forward with a snapmare. Balor then hits the ropes an comes back with a basement dropkick to the face of the Party Peacock!
Dalton ends up rolling out of the ring and the boys quickly come over to fan him. Balor shakes his head at the mockery and runs to the opposite side of the ring to build momentum and comes back with a somersault senton but Castle moves out of the way and Finn lands hard, flat on his back on the outside! Castle rolls back into the ring and waits for Balor to slowly get back up to his feet. Now it's Castle who runs the ropes but instead of diving out, his takes three big steps and spreads his arms out to give a loud peacock yell, the crowd cheering the showmanship of the Peacock.
Corey Graves: What a joke, this guy should try taking things more seriously.
Tom Phillips: He's just having a little fun Graves, you should try that.
Corey Graves: I'll have fun watching him get his teeth kicked in.
Balor looks on angrily from the outside. He slides back into the ring and goes for a clothesline but Castle ducks it. Balor's momentum keeps him running forward to hit the ropes but comes back into a scoop powerslam from Castle. Dalton backs off and walks over to the corner where his boys jumps onto the apron and fan him. Balor is pissed by the lack of respect and walks over to them. The boys fan him and Balor grabs their fans and rips them in half! Castle loses his mind and just straight headbutts Balor in the chest to drop him down. Finn tries to crawl away but Castle comes up behind him and hooks his arms together, deadlifting him in a german suplex with a bridge!
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Balor kicks out! Castle picks him up right away and throws him over his shoulder. He starts to run forward but Finn slips out behind him. Dalton turns around but eats a dropkick to the face. Castle rolls out to the apron but Finn hits the ropes and comes back to hit a baseball slide to knock Dalton out of the ring! The boys run over to him again, this time fanning him with their hands and once again Balor runs to the ropes and dives out with a somersault senton except this time he lands on all three men! Not wanting to waste any time, he picks up Castle and throws him back into the ring. Dalton ends up getting to his feet pretty quickly but Balor runs over and lands the slingblade. He then hooks the leg for the cover.
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Castle kicks out! Balor brings him back to his feet and brings him over to the corner where he smashes Dalton's face into the top turnbuckle. It doesn't seem to very effective as Castle yells out to psyche himself up. Balor throws his head into the turnbuckle again but all it's doing is firing the Party Peacock up. Finn tries once more for a turnbuckle smash but Castle blocks it and punches Finn in the gut, following up with a headbutt. Balor retreats to the opposite corner where Castle runs after him for a splash. Finn luckily moves out of the way and Dalton eats nothing but the turnbuckles. Finn quickly heads to the apron and climbs to the top rope. Castle is still shaking the cobwebs and Finn leaps off the turnbuckles but ends up getting caught in mid air by Castle! Dalton then throws Finn back with an exploder suplex!
Tom Phillips: Dalton Castle starting to come alive!
Corey Graves: That freakshow might be getting the upper hand but this won't end well, trust me.
Balor crawls over to the corner and picks himself up but Castle is hot on his heels. He runs over and hits a jumping high knee in the corner. Finn stumbles out of the corner and into the waiting arms of Castle who manages to hit him with a northern lights suplex! Instead of keeping the bridge, he flips over and stands back up, bringing Finn back up and hits a second northern lights suplex! Once again he flips over and brings Balor along with him, completing the trifecta with a third and final northern lights with a bridge for the pin.
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Balor kicks out! Castle backs off and waits for Balor to get up to his feet. Finn's still a little groggy from the northern lights but manages to get up and walks right into Castle who ducks down and lifts Balor, trying to spin him around for the Bang-a-Rang but Finn manages to turn it into a sunset flip. Instead of going for the pin, Balor gets back up to his feet right away and hits a drop kick to the seated Castle. Dalton tries to crawl away but Balor grabs a fistful of hair and brings Dalton back up to his feet. He grabs him from behind and lifts him up for the reverse Bloody Sunday! The back of Dalton's head hits the canvas hard and Balor this time secures both legs for the pin.
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Castle kicks out! Balor ends up dragging Castle's body closer to the corner before going up to the top rope. The boys end up hoping onto the apron and try to fan him to try and distract and/or make him fall off. Balor ends up kicking one of them off the apron just as Castle lifts his head up to see that. This fires up Dalton who picks himself up and strikes Balor with a stiff forearm shot to the face. Castle now climbs up with Balor and the two begin slugging it out on the top rope. Balor ends up pushing Castle back down but Dalton ends up elbowing the last boy on the apron.
Corey Graves: Haha thats what that stupid kid gets for trying to get involved in this match.
Tom Phillips: Dalton Castle looks horrified that he just hurt his own boy.
Castle looks down at his boy but Balor comes off the top rope with a missile dropkick! Castle is a bit dazed but gets to his feet only for Finn to come running over and blast him with another dropkick that knocks him into the corner, his head colliding with the turnbuckle! Balor then rushes to the top rope and gets situated. He lepas off and lands the Coup De Grace right onto Castle! He waste no time in going for the pin.
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Tony Chimel: Here is your winner, Finn Balor!
Balor looks down at Castle and just laughs. The boys end up coming into the ring to aide Dalton but Balor pays them no mind, simply exiting the ring and heading up the ramp with his hand raised until the live feed goes elsewhere.
The feed abruptly takes us to a black screen. The screen flashes to life, the cameras aren't at the arena anymore however as it shows a pack to the rafters posh restaurant. The camera pans around, showing just how packed the restaurant is before it stops on a zoomed in shot of a familiar face. The crowd immediately let their feelings known as Cheers ring out back at the arena. The face is none other then The Runt of Dudleyville, Spike Dudley. His looking straight down the camera, giving two thumbs up looking quite well dressed, well..... well dressed for Spike anyway.
Spike Dudley: Welcome to the fanciest restaurant in Dudleyville. It takes months to get a table here but I managed to pull a few strings only a Former International Champion can pull and I've managed to get myself and my angel without wings a table for tonight. It was on short notice as you could imagine as I thought my services might be required inside of that ring or even inside that arena.
The crowd begin to boo, wishing they could see Spike in person. Spike shakes his head to go along with the boos as he continues.
I have to admit, I needed some time away from the ring. I needed to rest up and recharge my batteries. That Hell in a Cell match a while ago took alot out of me but the G1 Climax Tournament was next level. Now don't take my words out of context, I needed the time away but I don't want the time away. I want to be fighting for you and all my nephews week in and week out. That's the Spike Dudley way, that's how I got to the top. Fighting whether I was 100% or 20%, I turned up and I fought.
The crowd begin to cheer again as Spike smiles. It's weird how clear you can hear him though as the restaurant is buzzing.
Something my opponent at Summerslam decided not to do two weeks ago on NXT. Pete Dunne had the perfect opportunity. He had the current International Champion in a match and he decided he didn't want to fight and just walk out of the match. That annoyed me. What really got underneath my skin is he is holding a title that's name means so much to me. For him, the Hardcore Title is just that, a title but for someone like me, it's a lifestyle. How many ECW reunions have you all had to sit through during the years? Do you ever wonder why we keep coming back and fighting for a brand that has been dead for so long? It's simple because something we built so long ago keeps getting torn down by people like Pete Dunne. His dragging that Hardcore Title through the mud and he has no problem in letting people know about it. You see Pete, I want to become a Grand Slam Champion. It's not going to be easy, I know that and I wouldn't want to win it if it was but my thinking had me winning the Hardcore Title last. The Hardcore Title was suppose to be my crowning moment but seeing you walk out on Kurt Angle changed my mind. You have no one to blame but yourself for whats coming to you at Summerslam. You see last week you begged someone to step up to the challenge. Well guess what Pete, I did and I will. This isn't the same Spike Dudley you faced in the G1 Tournament, you will have to look further back in the past for the Spike Dudley you are getting. I warn you Pete, the Bruiserweight will end up being Dead Weight at Summersla......
Spike suddenly stops dead in his tracks. It seems he was just about to finish up as his jaw drops. His looking off screen so of course the camera twirls around to show what he sees. It's his other half, Stacy Keibler dressed up and looking A million bucks.
Wow, you look beautiful. It's like looking at the sun Stacy, your beauty is blinding.
Stacy Keibler: Oh Stop it Spikey, you are making me blush, plus, you deserve nothing but my bes.....
Stacy looks to the right, realizing that the cameraman is there as he expression changes to a pissed off one. She begins to shake her head.
Spike Jonathon Dudley, you told me tonight was just about me and you. I told you NXT could do without us this week. We are on a break from that side after all. How dare you have the camera here on date night and I assume that since he is here, you were cutting a promo weren't you?
Spike nods his head, slouching in his chair a little as Stacy places her handbag on the table.
And I'm going to guess it was about Pete Dunne, well camera man, sorry to be rude but you have to leave but before you do, I'll tell you something about Pete Dunne. At Summerslam, his going to get his ass kicked and his mouth shut..... NOW SCRAM.
Stacy pushes the camera away, seemingly pissed off as the camera fades out, leaving Stacy calming herself down as she takes a seat at the table before the camera goes somewhere else.
[Camera Scene opens where Jimmy Uso is walking in the back with his Wife Discussion about his match while Dasha Fuentes stops him]
Dasha Fuentes: Excuse me Jimmy. but can I get a few words of your time before your match at Summer Slam until NXT this Saturday.
Jimmy|Uso: of course Dasha. why not
Dasha Fuentes: Last Wednesday on NXT you lost your match to the return of Dalton Castle and then now you will face Finn Balor in Dalton Castle against anyone else in your fatal four way match at Summer Slam after this week's NXT any request Jimmy.
Jimmy|Uso: The reason that want me to let Dalton Castle to win is because he's been gone for almost an month now and it's about time that we end Dalton's legacy before he end up making my career a living hell just like he did to mine last Wednesday on NXT when I told him that I will put my career on the line and look what it turns out he actually defeated me on NXT but since he beat me fair n square we will meet again at summer Slam September third after this last final show of NXT before Summer Slam PPV on UWF network.
Dasha Fuentes: But Jimmy. can you even defeat Dalton Castle and Finn Balor on Summer Slam.
Jimmy|Uso: If only hows the match gonna end well cause once I beat either Balor or Dalton Castle then you'll be looking at your next Contender for Pete's Dunne Hardcore title on the next episode of NXT right after these two square off this week on the finale of NXT when the four of us will be the next NO1 Contender for Pete's Hardcore Champion right after our match together at Summer Slam after this Saturday's NXT on UWF Network.
Jimmy|Uso: Cause we're the OOHH!
Crowd: SOS!
(Jimmy and Naomi walks away from Dasha Fuentes when she continues talking)
Dasha Fuentes: there you have it folks cause in two days Jimmy Uso and his Wife Naomi will be watching from the Back and see Finn Balor and Dalton Castle face each other for the first time ever on the final stop of NXT on UWF Live.
Dasha Fuentes: And we hope that Jimmy. can win his match against three people in his fatal four way match for the No'1 Contender for Pete Dunne's Hardcore title at Summer Slam PPV after this week's NXT on UWF Live.
{Camera scene fades when Jimmy and Naomi sits there and watch Balor and Castle fight each other before his match at Summer Slam even begins next month}
The feed takes us back to the ring where Tony Chimel is standing by.
Tony Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is our main event match and it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Panama City, Florida and weighing 210 pounds, the Panama City Playboy... Adam COLE!
"Jekyll and Hyde" by Five Finger Death Punch blares through the arena, as Adam Cole makes his way onto the stage. He smirks as he bounces from side to side before making his way down the ramp & into the ring. He hits all four ropes throwing up a "too sweet" hand gesture, as fans throw ribbons of material up & over the ropes. Adam Cole waits for the match to begin.
Out with a brighter than brite lites jacket comes the legendary legend known as Y2J. Fireworks illuminate the stage to signal his arrival. He strikes his signature pose before heading down the ramp.
Tony Chimel: And the opponent, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, weighing in at 227 pounds, he is the winner of the 2017 G1 Climax tournament... Chris Jericho!
The self-proclaimed Greatest of All Time makes his way to the ring. The fans are cheering for the 20-year veteran Canadian, chanting 'Y2J, Y2J, Y2J'. Everybody is hyped for the upcoming match, including the Winnipeg native himself.
Tom Phillips: Before the bell rings, I've been told we are being joined tonight on commentary by none other than the current UWF International Champion, Olympic Hero...
Corey Graves: ...and Universal Hack...
Tom Phillips: Kurt Angle.
As Angle trots out from the back in a business suit with the belt worn round his waist, the fans get up on their feet and offer him a huge pop. The two competitors in the ring watch, one with considerably more interest than the other, as Angle slowly walks down the ramp, eyeing his number one competitor and the G1 Climax winner Chris Jericho with his characteristic intensity as he walks around the ring toward the announce table. Phillips gets up and finds a third seat for the quest announcer, then offers it to Angle, who promptly parks himself in the chair and puts on a headset while Phillips himself settles in.
Kurt Angle: Evening, fellas.
Corey Graves: Oh, great. And he has horrible breath, to boot.
Tom Phillips: Please excuse my broadcast partner, Kurt. He's jealous.
Kurt Angle: A guy whose in-ring career ended as quickly as his ought to be jealous of an Olympic Hero and world champion. I don't blame him.
As the three continue to banter, the official calls for the starting bell.
DING DING DING
The bell rings and Jericho crosses the canvas, extending a hand for the Panama City Playboy to shake. Cole looks at the hand incredulously, then shrugs and steps forward with his own hand extended for a shake as the fans start to cheer at the sportsmanlike gesture. When the pair are less than a foot from each other, however, Cole throws a wild slap that connects flush with Jericho's jaw and sends the Canadian reeling as he laughs aloud. The fan's cheers turn to jeers, but Cole is right on Jericho with clubbing blows before throwing him between the ropes to collide shoulder-first with the ring post. Cole then steps away from the corners with his arms outstretched as he winks into one of the cameras, the booing somehow growing louder. The Panama City Playboy turns around to find Jericho still trying to negotiate his way out of the corner and Cole grabs him in a German clutch before lifting him up and over for the suplex! Jericho lands hard on his shoulders and neck and falls with a flop to the canvas as Cole gets back to his feet. Jericho is already trying to get vertical and up on one knee, but the Playboy doesn't allow any of it as he charges in and connects with a huge shining wizard to the side of Jericho's head and then goes for the first cover of the night as the fans boo.
Corey Graves: Pure aggression from the Panama City Playboy and it's obvious he realizes the opportunity he has here tonight to send a message to the UWF Universe.
Kurt Angle: By what? By beating Chris Jericho? Pfft.
1...
2...
Immediately after the two count, Jericho kicks out. Cole gets to one knee and grabs Y2J by the hair, then drags him to his feet while getting vertical himself. Cole sends Jericho into the ropes and doubles over for a back body drop, but Jericho scouts it and leaps clean over Cole. When Cole turns around Jericho is already rebounding off the ropes and he does so into an explosive running dropkick that grounds Adam Cole! Jericho immediately gets to one knee, holding the side of his head from where he took the shining wizard earlier and giving his head a shake clearly he is still feeling the effects of that offense. Cole uses the break to his advantage to get back to his feet and he closes on Jericho just as the Canadian gets vertical, wrapping him in a headlock. Jericho struggles against the hold, but Cole quickly brings a closed fist down on the top of his skull repeatedly, striking Jericho five times before the official tells him to knock it off. The cumulative blows soften Jericho's legs and it's clear the Canadian is only vertical because Cole is holding him there. Cole hip tosses Jericho to the canvas, then gets to his feet and taunts the crowd, who again erupt in heat.
Kurt Angle: You know, I don't say it too often about the kids they bring through here on NXT, but this one isn't so awful.
Tom Phillips: Adam Cole was a decorated athlete on the independent circuit well before he came to NX--
Corey Graves: Oh, spare us the shitty history lesson. The kid's good, Kurt.
Cole turns around, but as he does, he finds Jericho waiting for him and the Canadian connects with a nasty chop to his chest that just robs all the wind from his sails as the fans shout, "WOO!", Flair-style. Jericho unloads with another chop, and another, and another, and a flurry of them, driving Cole back to the corner and leaving a massive, deep-red mark on his chest from the successive blows. Jericho then takes a few steps back and lurches forward, leaping up onto the second rope and connecting with a huge knee to Cole's jaw before tucking him in for a DDT! Cole hits the canvas hard, but Jericho allows him no time to settle as he heads up top and leaps off with a picture-perfect elbow drop! Y2J hooks the leg now.
Tom Phillips: The veteran is turning things around, gentlemen.
Kurt Angle: Good for him.
1...
...NO!
Cole puts a foot on the ropes, breaking the count. The fans boo loudly, having wanted to see Jericho put the Playboy away. Jericho gets to his feet and heads toward the announce table, pointing to Angle and motioning for the belt around to his waist to a mixed reaction: positive from Y2J's fans, negative from Kurt's. Angle stands up.
Kurt Angle: Yeah, you want this, huh?
Jericho nods, again motioning for the belt. Little does he know Cole is vertical again, until he feels a hand grab his shoulder. Jericho turns around, swinging wildly, but Cole slips under and puts Jericho on his shoulders in fireman's carry position, then flipping him overhead and bringing the back of his neck down on a knee! Jericho cries out and clutches his neck as Cole forces him onto his back for another cover.
Kurt Angle: Maybe pay attention to the match you're in, jackass.
Corey Graves: My thoughts exactly.
1...
2...
...NO!
Jericho kicks out and the fans pop in a big way for him.
Tom Phillips: Chris Jericho showing that resiliency that helped him win the G1 Climax.
Corey Graves: He'll need more than resiliency to win this match, let alone win at Summerslam.
Cole gets to his feet and works the crowd some moe, drawing further heat. Jericho, meanwhile, uses the ropes to get back to his vertical base. He's leaning on the top rope, looking out of it, as Cole takes off full tilt to put this thing to bed. Jericho has it scouted however and, in the final moment, flops to his back and yanks the top rope down. Cole soars right over the top rope to crash and burn on the outside as the fans pop in a big way and Jericho quickly recovers, then crosses the ring himself, laughing before shouting "YOU STUPID IDIOT!" As Cole gets to his feet, Jericho takes off and slides under the bottom rope for baseball slide, but Cole catches his feet and drags him out of the ring, rolling him over in the process. Jericho lands in the wheelbarrow position and Cole quickly flips him over, sending him spine-first into the barricade! Jericho cries out as the fans again boo, but Cole is up and on Jericho quickly with stiff lefts and rights to the face before throwing Jericho back into the ring. Jericho drags himself toward the middle of it as Cole slides in, grabbing his ankle. Cole rolls Jericho over but as he does, Jericho uses his leg to draw Cole in for a monkey flip! Cole lands hard on his back but is quick to recover; Jericho, however, stays on his back. Cole snarls and heads over, then bends down to grab Jericho but as he does, Jericho brings a knee up that catches Cole hard to the side of the head, staggering him. Jericho then drags himself backward to the ropes and uses them to get to his feet while Cole shakes off the cobwebs. Finally, Jericho launches himself at Cole and as Cole comes back to his senses, he does so just in time to eat a Codebreaker!
Tom Phillips: Codebreaker! That should be it!
Corey Graves: Not if Jericho gets distracted, Tom!
The fans pop as Jericho gets to his feet, but again, Y2J turns toward Angle and says, "See what happens? See what happens to stupid idiots, huh?" Angle smirks, standing up, removing his headset and unfastening the belt to hold high above his head as his fans pop. Jericho's fans boo -- but not just at Angle. As Jericho turns around, Cole ties him up, lifts him up, and drops him with the Last Shot! Cole falls on top for the cover.
1...
2...
...3!
DING DING DING!
Here is your winner,
ADAM COLE!
Tom Phillips: I don't believe it!
Corey Graves: Well, tough, Tom, because you don't have to! Adam Cole just beat Chris Jericho and he did it because Jericho was, to borrow his own phrase, a stupid idiot!
Tom Phillips: No... that can't be true...
Kurt Angle: Oh, it's true, Phillips. It's damn true.
Cole celebrates for a moment before leaving the ring and his victim to lick his wounds. While Cole makes his way to the back, Jericho sits up, bracing his head and shaking off the cobwebs. It's at this moment that Angle once again stands up, grabbing his belt from the table and removing his headset, and climbs on top of the announce table. With Jericho glaring at him, Angle's eyes burn with the challenge as he holds his belt high and everyone in the stadium pops for the prospect of the huge clash between these two men coming up at Summerslam. The show, finally, draws to a close on that image.
Credits
Promos - Respective TTers
Dunne vs Ziggler - Gurtench
Cole vs Jericho - Crann
McIntyre vs Black, Castle vs Balor - Danny