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Old 27 Jan 2004, 05:32 PM   #1 (permalink)
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Default KJ's WWE Raw

I figured I'd introduce myself by providing you with a lil fed I been working on. I'll post the first few shows and the first PPV. After the PPV, I went to short results, because it's easier. Anyways, enjoy.

Several clips are shown of Raw last week, where Vince McMahon fired both Steve Austin and Eric Bischoff, blaming them for the sagging ratings. Vince announced that a new GM would be announced on Monday, marking a brand new day in Raw history.

'Union Underground' blares, and the Raw intro video plays. The pyro streams from the roof, and WWE RAW is on the air. The camera swirls around the arena, finally stopping at the announcer's booth.


JR: Hello everyone, and welcome to Monday Night Raw. And what a night it is, because Vince McMahon is in the house, and he is going to be announcing the new GM.

King: JR, I've been talking to my sources this week, and if it's who they say it is, it's going to be the biggest shock since Mr. McMahon initially announces Eric Bischoff as the Raw GM. But here's my question, have you looked at what's above us.

JR: Yes I did, and right now, you have to be asking yourself, why is the Elimination Chamber here at Raw tonight?

No Chance...WWE Chairman Vince McMahon walks out to a huge round of boos, and loves every minute of it. He enters the ring, and grabs a mic.

Vince: Now last week, I...

Vince is cut off as the fans break out into a unanimous chant: ASSHOLE....ASSHOLE...ASSHOLE

Vince: Shut the hell up and give me the God damn repsect I deserve.

The fans go crazy with this comment.

Vince: As I was saying, last week, I fired both GM's for Raw. No more Eric Bischoff (cheers). No more Stone Cold (boo). But, as I said before, I do have another GM chosen to run Raw. Someone who truly will shake things up. But let me say this, this man is also someone who I despise. In fact, I hate his God Damn guts...and believe me, he has one helluva gut. So let introduce to you, the new Raw GM...

Some very familiar music plays, and the fans go crazy...

JR: It's can't be, it can't be...

King: My sources were right, it's Rowdy Roddy Piper!

The fans blow the roof off, as the Hot Rod walks down to the ring wearing his traditional kilt and a WWE Raw T-Shirt. He points to the fans and smiles, and slowly enters the ring.

Piper gets in, and smiles at Vince. Vince stares at him confused, and Piper slowly gives Vince the finger. The fans erupt, and the smile just gets bigger.

The fans erupt into a loud chant: Piper...Piper...Piper

Piper just stares at the crowd, and raises his arms, motioning them to grow louder. Piper than turns to Vince, who is giving him a nasty look, and the smile melts off his face. Piper walks up to Vince, and gets in his face.


Vince: Pip...

Piper swipes the mic away from Vince, causing the fans to go into a frenzy.

Piper: McMAHON! The Hot Rod, The Icon, Rowdy Roddy Piper, is BACK! And it's all...thanks to you. We all know there's no love loss between the two of us, and I know you wouldn't of picked me if there was another option, but when it comes to Rowdy Roddy Piper, well, hell, no ones better. (pop) So I have an idea McMahon, how about you get the hell out of my ring, and go play some XFL reruns or something.

McMahon stares at Piper, and just walks out of the ring, pissed off the whole way.

Piper: Now that the trash has been taken out, let's get down to business. Raw...Smackdown!...it's a whole new ballgame. We got new rosters, new championships, and as you can see, a whole new GM. Now what's my first logical step as GM. Well, crown some damn champions. So tonight, we are going to see a four man tournament for the vacant United States Championship tonight! We'll also see a four corners, no DQ match to crown a new Light Heavyweight Championship. And I know you've all been looking above at that scary sight. Let me tell you why it's there. Tonight, you fans will witness an Elimination Chamber match, to determine are new World Heavyweight Champion. It'll be Kurt Angle vs The Rock vs Edge vs Chris Jericho vs Triple H vs Shawn Michaels!

The fans explode yet again, and Piper drops the mic. His music plays, and he leaves the ring.

JR: King, I can't believe it, and Elimination Chamber match up tonight!

King: What a night it'll be. Piper has already turned Raw on it's head, and he's been in power for 5 minutes.

JR: Well fans, we will be back with out first match up after these messages.

Commercial

Highlights are shown of Vince McMahon announcing that Rowdy Roddy Piper is the NEW GM of Raw.

JR: It's all ready setting up to be one hell of a night folks, and King, we all know how brutal that Elimination Chamber is.

King: I've seen that thing two times, but the sight of it still sends shivers down my spine.

JR: I'd agree with that, but let's get to our first match.

Light Heavyweight Championship
Shane Helms vs Hayabusa vs CM Punk vs Chris Sabin


Shane Helms music plays, and he comes out to a huge pop. He makes his way down to the ring. Some Japanese music plays, and out comes Hayabusa to good heat. CM Punk's music plays, and he comes out to decent pops. Finally, Chris Sabin comes out to loud heat, and he slowly walks to the ring.

The four men stand in the corner, and the crowd begins to buzz with anticipation. Helms and Punk lock up...Helms gets the strength advantage, and pushes Punk into the corner...He unleashes a series of hard chops into Punk's chest...Sabin locks Hayabusa in a headlock, but Hayabusa uses the ropes to throw him off...Sabin comes off the rebound, and Hayabusa leap frogs him...Sabin uses the middle rope to nails Hayabusa with a springboard drop kick...Helms is still laying the shots in on Punk, and goes to irish whip him across the corner, but Punk reverses it...Punk charges, but Helms back body drops Punk over the top rope, but doesn't see Punk land on his feet on the apron...Punk grabs Helms and gives him a gulliotine drop...Punk grabs Helms leg, and pulls him out of the ring...In the ring, Sabin is still in control of Hayabusa...He's working over his leg, and has him in a step over toe hold...Hayabusa is trying to fight out of it, and uses his otbher leg to kick Sabin off him...Sabin falls into the ropes...Hayabusa runs at Sabin, and drops a knee hard across Sabin's back...Outside, Punk has Helms in the piledriver position...He goes for a piledriver, but Helms reverses it into a back body drop, tossing Punk over the barricade...Helms throws the time keeper out of his way, and grabs the chair...He sets it up next to the barricade, and gets a few steps back...Helms runs at the chair, and using it as a step, hurtles himself over the barricade, nailing Punk with a spinning heel kick...Both men are down....In the ring, Hayabusa is working on Sabin's arm...Sabin gives him an arm wrench, and snaps it down...Hayabusa goes for another one...Sabin tries reversing with a spin kick, but Hayabusa ducks, and sweeps his legs out from underneath him...Hayabusa nails him with a standing SSP...cover...one...two...kick out.

Helms is getting up, and lifts Punk up...He tosses him over the barricade, back outside the ring...Helms takes his time climbing back over, and Punk nails him with the chair used just a minute earlier...Punk throws the chair into the ring, and grabs Helms...He rolls Helms into the ring to Hayabusa's feet...Hayabusa releases Sabin from the arm bar, and turns his attention to Helms and Punk...Helms uses the ropes to get up, and when he turns around, he gets a vicious right hand shot from Hayabusa...Hayabusa unleashes with a series of vicious kicks and chops, knocking Helms to the ground...Hayabusa grabs the chair, and raises it high in the air, much to the crowd's hatred...Hayabusa turns around, and CM Punk drills him with a missile dropkick, knocking the chair hard into his face...Punk is pumped, and the crowd is going crazy...Punk covers Hayabusa...one...two...broken up by The Future Chris Sabin.

Sabin drops some forearms hard into Punk's back, and slides outside the ring...Sabin looks under the ring, and pulls out a table...He slides it into the ring, and rolls back in...Sabin grabs Hayabusa, and boots him in the gut...He sets him up for the Future Shock, but Helms dropkicks him in the back, knocking both Sabin and Hayabusa out of the ring...The crowd is pumped, and Helms staggers over to CM Punk...He lifts Punk up, and sets him up for the Vertebreaker...HE CONNECTS...Helms looks at the broken body of Punk, but doesn't cover him...Helms looks at the table, and smiles...He goes over and sets the table up...Helms rolls CM Punk onto the table...He climbs the turnbuckle, facing the crowd...Sabin rushes into the ring, and pulls Punk off the table, right as Helms flies off with a moonsault!...Helms crashes hard through the table...Sabin tosses Punk over the ropes, and covers Helms...One...Two...Thr...NO! Oh My God...Hayabusa breaks it up with a Shooting Star Press from the top rope...Hayabusa covers Sabin...One...Two...Three!

winner via pinfall, and NEW Light Heavyweight Champion, Hayabusa

JR: I can't believe what I just saw. That was absolutely incredible.

King: It looked like Sabin had the win, but Hayabusa out of nowhere nails that Shooting Star Press on both men.

In the ring, Hayabusa is handed his belt, but the crowd still boos the hell out of him. Hayabusa limps out of the ring, as EMT's rush to help the other 3 light heavyweights.

The camera cuts backstage to Terri

Terri: I'm standing here with former WWE Champion, Kurt Angle.

The camera widens out, and the fans go crazy when they see Angle standing next to Terri.

Terri: Now Kurt, tonight you will be one of the six competitors in the Elimination Chamber to determine the new World Heavyweight Championship. What are your thoughts entering into this match up, knowing just how dangerous this match is.

Angle: Dangerous? I'll tell you what's dangerous. How about wrestling in the Olympics with a broken freakin' neck? Dangerous enough.

Terri: Well, yes it is...

Angle: Exactly. Now if I can do that, than I'll have no problem going in there and doing what I do best: snapping ankles and winning champion...

Angle is cut off as a familiar figure walks into view. The fans go crazy, as Angle stands face to face with EDGE.

Edge: Kurt, you're looking good. I was just walking around, when I heard you talking about Kurt Angle, man of danger. Snappng Ankles. Winning Championships. Well Kurt, I'll give credit where credit is due, those two bad boys right there do prove you're one tough crazy bastard. But you don't have what I have Kurt. The fire. The desire. I look in your eyes, and I see a man who's going to rest on what he's already accomplished. Someone who thinks they can coast through the WWE. Than I look in the mirror. I look in my eyes. And I see that fire you had. The desire. I see someone who isn't satisfied. Someone who will do anything. And believe me, I'll win that championship. I'll do anything for it.

Angle: You don't see desire. You don't see fire. Tonight, when I make you tap, tell me if you see extinguished flames.

Edge smiles at Kurt.

Edge: Good luck.

Edge sticks out his hand, and Kurt accepts.

Angle: Same to you.

The camera focuses on the hand shake, and than the determination on the two men's faces.

Commercial


Raw comes back, and Ric Flair and Randy Orton are standing at the entrance to the ramp backstage. The fans pop when Piper walks onto the screen.

Piper: I got one thing to say to you two, and I want you to take this message to Triple H as well: This is not Eric Bischoff's Raw. This is not Stone Cold's Raw. This is Piper's Raw. You three aren't going to create the rules. Evolution isn't in charge here. And if you screw with me, you'll be extinct.

Piper turns around, and walks away. Flair and Orton watch him walk away, and stare in astonishment.

Orton: Can you believe that fat man just had the nerve to talk to us like that?

Flair: He'll get his. No one tells Evolution what to do.

"Evolution" plays in the background.

Flair: Let's go big boy, time to win a United States Championship.

The camera cuts to the entrance ramp, and out walks Randy Orton along with Ric Flair. The fans pour on the heat, as the future and past members of Evolution walks down. "Viva La Rassa"...The fans go nuts as out comes Eddie Guerrero to an unbelievable ovation.

Eddie and Orton have a small stare down...Eddie warms up on the ropes, and Flair whispers a few words of advice into Orton's ear...The two men lock up, and Orton wins the strength advantage...Orton back pedals Eddie into the corner, and lets loose with some chops...Orton backs out, and raises his hands, taunting the crowd...He turns his attention back to Eddie, and Guerrero grabs Orton and tosses him into the corner...Eddie unloads with 3 or 4 vicious chops, which turn Orton's chest to a deep red...Eddie irish whips Orton hard into the opposite corner...Eddie charges in, and connects with a diving shoulder...Eddie snap mares Orton o the canvas, and comes off the ropes with a dropkick to the back of Orton's head...Eddie poses with his foot on Orton's head, and gives him a spinning boot scrape...Eddie lifts Orton up, and gives him a European uppercut...Eddie backs Orton into the ropes, and irish whips him...Orton comes back on the rebound, and Eddie drops to the ground...Orton comes off the rebound, and Eddie tries giving him a hip toss, but Orton reverses it into his own...Orton lifts Eddie up, and drops him right back down with a snap suplex...Orton covers....one...two...kick out.

Orton mouths at the ref '3', but the ref tells him no...Orton lifts Eddie back up, and drops him with a quick right hand...Eddie fights to stand up, and makes his way up, but Orton knocks all the way out of the ring with a back flip dropkick...Eddie falls hard to the ground, and rolls against the barricade...Orton tries going out to get him, but the ref stops him...Orton keeps the ref distracted, while Flair runs over and lays the boots to Eddie...Flair takes his jacket off, and chokes Eddie with it...Flair runs to the other side of the floor, and Orton gives up on ditracting the ref...The ref starts his 10 count, and Eddie tries getting into the ring...On about 5, Eddie is resting against the apron, trying to roll in, when Orton nails him with a baseball slide, sending Eddie hurtling against the barricade again...Eddie grabs his back in pain, and the ref yells at Orton...Orton ignores the ref, and climbs out of the ring...Orton grabs Eddie by his head, and tosses him hard against the barricade again, adding further damage to his back...Orton does this two more times...Orton rolls into the ring and right back out, breaking the count...Orton kicks Eddie in the face knocking him to the ground...Orton lifts Eddie up into the body slam position...Orton charges and cracks Eddie's back hard into the ring post...Orton laughs, and does it again, before dropping Eddie to the ground like he was nothing...Orton rolls into the ring, and taunts the crowd again...The ref starts the 10 count again...Orton just keeps waiting, but at 8, he decides to roll out of the ring to Eddie again...Orton rolls Eddie back into the ring...Eddie is still trying to stand up, and Orton is in his face just taunting him...Orton smacks Eddie a few times, and Eddie tries reaching out to him, but Orton just clubs him to the ground...Orton climbs up the turnbuckle, and waits...Eddie stands up, and Orton comes off with high cross body onto Eddie...Orton nails Eddie, but somehow, Eddie rolls through and covers Orton....one...two...kick out.

Orton bounces to his feet quick, as does Eddie...Orton fires out with a clothesline, but Eddie ducks...Orton turns around and Eddie boots him in the gut...Eddie spins around Orton, and gives him a hard German Suplex...Eddie signals for the frog splash...He climbs the turnbuckle, and Orton kicks the ref into the ropes, causing Eddie to lose his grip and fall on his junk...Orton gets up and climbs up with Eddie...Orton goes for the superplex, but Eddie blocks it and shoves him off...Eddie jumps off with a leg drop to Orton...Flair hops up onto the apron Eddie goes to attack him, but the ref splits them apart...Orton tries nailing Eddie from behind, but Eddie moves and Orton knocks Flair of the apron...Orton stares in shock at Flair on the ground, and Eddie rolls him up from behind....one...two...three!

winner via pinfall, and advancing to the finals, Eddie Guerrero

JR: What a match, what a match. Eddie Guerrero surprises Randy Orton with a roll up after Orton nailes Flair!

Eddie leaves quickly up the ramp, and Orton tends to Flair. Orton stares down Eddie, and Eddie simply smiles as he walks to the back.

King: I don't think this is over yet JR.

The camera cuts to Terri, who's standing with Scott Steiner.

Terri: Scott Steiner, as we just saw, Eddie Guerrero is advancing to the finals tonight for the United States Championship.

Steiner: You...would make one hell of a freak. Big Poppa Pump came to the WWE almost a year ago, and he did something he thought he'd never do. Scott Steiner kissed the fans asses. No. More. (boo) They don't call me the Big Bad Booty Daddy for nothing, and tonight, I;m going to take that midget Rhyno and beat his ass across that ring. And than little man, it's me and you, and I'm going to show you what pain is...Holla, IF Ya Hear Me!

You can hear the fans boo as Steiner stares Terri down one more time beforfe walking away.

Commercial


Raw comes back, and the arena goes dark. We see the New York skyline, and through the arena echo the words....'Is Cookin'. The fans boo the hellout of The Rock, as he walks his way down to the ring. The Rock grabs the mic, and stands still, soacking in the fans hatred.

Rock: Finally...THE ROCK...HAS COME BACK...To...too...to...to the biggest group of rednecks The Rock has ever laid eyes on. The Rock wants to think that there can't be people this ugly in the world but (The Rock pulls his sunglasses down and peers at the crowd) DAMN! Despite the shivers running through the People's Spine right now, The Rock is still here to set the record straight. Tonight, it's going to be The Rock, against five other men...in an Elimination Chamber. Does The Rock like the idea of being in an Elimination Chamber? Well let The Rock say this one time and one time only: The Rock doesn't give a dayam what the hell kinda match he's in, because when it's all said and done, The People's Champ, The Brahma Bull, The Jabroni Beatin, Pie Eatin, Trail Blazin Sun of a Bitch will be riding high with the World Heavyweight Championship resting firmly on his shoulders. If ya SMELLLLALALALALALA...What The Rock...IS...

The Rock is cut off by the sounds of a familiar song...

I Think I'm Cute...I Know I'm Sexy...The fams go crazy, as Shawn Michaels appears on the top of the stage with a mic in hand.


Michaels: Rock, Rock, Rock. If one man is going to walk out of that thing up there with the World Heavyweight Championship resting on his shoulders, it's going to be The Showstoppa, The Main Event, The Icon, The Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels. See Rock (Shawn begins walking to the ring while he talks), you are in fact a former World Champion, and I will NEVER take that away from you, but I hear you call yourself The Great One? EH Eh. That would be...Me. See Rock, year in, and year out, I;ve set the standard for the WWE. Ladder matches, I did them. Hardcore, I did them. Cage matches, done. Hell in a Cell, done. (pointing to the sky) Elimination Chamber, I did them. (Shawn is in the ring now) So Rock, let's not speak with that commanding tone anymore, because this ain't Hollywood, and you ain't impressing anyone.

Shawn is right in The Rock's face. The Rock takes his sunglasses off, and drops them on the ground. The two of them stare down each other. Shawn looks at The Rock, and smiles. He lifts his foot up high, and The Rock watches as Shawn stomps and breaks The Rock's sunglasses. The Rock looks up, and he's about to explode. The Rock than smiles himself, and takes a step. Rock suddenly throws a right hand at Shawn, but Shawn blocks it, and the two men begin exchanging blows in the middle of the ring. The Rock gets the advantage, and his punches back Michaels to the ropes. Rock goes to clothesline Shawn, but Shawn ducks, and clotheslines The Rock out himself. The Rock falls, and a swarm of refs keep The Rock from entering the ring again. Shawn is screaming Come On, but the refs prevent this from happening.

JR: By Gawd, By Gawd, Micheals and Rock are going to kill each other. Fans, stay tuned, It's Steiner, Rhyno, NEXT!

Commercial

Raw comes back, and highlights are shown of Michaels/Rock brawl.

JR: Welcome back fans, and it's time for our second match up in our one night tournament for the United States Championship.

The siren wails, and out come BPP, Scott Steiner to a chorus of boos. Steiner walks determined to the ring. Some rock music plays, and the fans pop as out comes Rhyno. The two men stare each other down, but neither looks intimidated.

The two men walk to the center of the ring, and get nose to nose...Steiner trash talks as normal, and Rhyno just stares...Steiner slaps Rhyno, and Rhyno spears Steiner to the ground...The two men roll around, exchanging punches, neither getting the advantage...Both men pop to their feet, and Rhyno drops Steiner with a clothesline...Steiner gets to his feet, and Rhyno nails him with another clothesline...Steiner rolls out of the ring to regroup, and Rhyno raises his arms, firing the crowd up...Steiner walks around the ring, and Rhyno quickly exits to follow him...Rhyno catches Steiner from behind, and slams his head into the steel pole...Steiner bounces off and falls to the ground...Rhyno lifts Steiner up, and gives him a quick uppercut...Rhyno rolls Steiner back into the ring...Rhyno gets in, and covers Steiner...one...two...kick out.

Rhyno seems a little frustrated, and lifts Steiner up...Rhyno goes for a snap suplex, but Steiner blocks it and nails his own...Steiner goes for a quick cover, but only gets a one count...Steiner rolls him on his back again, but still, just a one count.

Steiner lifts Rhyno up, and irish whips him...Steiner gives Rhyno a shoulder block to the ground...BPP flexes his pec, kisses it, and drops an elbow right into the midsection of Rhyno...Steiner hops up, and gives him another one...Steiner pops up one more time and drops yet another elbow...Steiner lifts Rhyno up, and attempts to lock on the Steiner Recliner, but Rhyno manages to weasle his way to the ropes...Steiner grabs Rhyno by his straps, and brings him to his feet...Rhyno drives a forearm into his spine...Rhyno drops to his knees, but Steiner keeps a hold of the straps, and nails him again...Rhyno is on the ground, struggling to his feet...Steiner starts mouthing off, and drops to the mat, and starts doing push ups, mocking Rhyno...Steiner pops up for another elbow drop, but Rhyno rolls out of the way...Rhyno gets up, and blocks a right hand from Steiner...Steiner throws another right, but Steiner blocks it and drills Steiner with his own fist...Rhyno lays a few more shots, and knocks Steiner into the corner...Rhyno irish whips Steiner across the ring to the other turnbuckle...Rhyno sets up for the Gore, waiting for Steiner to move...Rhyno explodes at Steiner, and Steiner pulls the ref in his way to take the blow...While Rhyno is getting up, Steiner drills him in the back with an axe handle...Steiner lifts Rhyno up, and tosses him into the corner...Steiner taunts the crowd...Steiner turns to the corner, and Rhyno kills him with a thunderous GORE...Rhyno covers...THERE"S NO REF...The crowd counts to 5, before Rhyno gets up to wake the ref...Steiner slowly raises, while Rhyno is helping the ref...Steiner nails Rhyno with a low blow, dropping Rhyno to his knees...Steiner quickly locks Rhyno in the Steiner Recliner, and the ref is concious enough to see Rhyno TAP!

winner via submission, and advancing to the finals, Scott Steiner

JR: Well Scott Steiner is advamcing to the finals tonight, but Rhyno just got screwed.

King: How did Rhyno get screwed?

JR: It was a blatant low blow!?!?!

King: The ref didn't see it.

JR: Nevermind. It's pointless to argue.

The camera goes backstage to Evolution's locker room.

Triple H: Who does that fat ass think he is warning me? Threatening evolution.

Flair: Trips, don't let him get to you. Your focus tonight has got to be the Elimination Chamber, because I KNOW you want that belt wrapped firmly around your waist.

Triple H: You're right. Randy, you lost tonight, I don't want to see that become a trend, because the last thing you want, is Evolution to pass you by.

Orton: Heh, no worries there, I got it covered.

Triple H stands up and walks away. Flair pats Orton on the shoulder, and follows. Orton stands up, and a small smile comes to his face.

Orton: ...yeah...I got it covered.

Orton follows Flair and Triple H, as Raw goes to a commercial.

Commercial


Raw comes back, and highlights are shown of both Scott Steiner and Eddie Guerrero advancing to the finals of the United States Championship.

The United States Championship flashes on the screen. The words "Championship Finals" appear underneath it.

The camera cuts back to the ring.


JR: Well fans, it's time.

United States Championship Finals
Scott Steiner vs Eddie Guerrero


The siren wails, and Scott Steiner walks out, still dripping in sweat from his last match. He gets in the ring, and waits. "Viva La Rassa"...Eddie Guerrero comes out to another incredible pop. He runs to the ring and slides in, and the two men begin trading blows immediately!

Steiner throws a huge right hand but Eddie ducks...Steiner turns around, and Eddie boots him in the gut...Eddie goes off the ropes and nails Steiner with a flying head scissors, which twists Steiner out of the ring...Steiner works to his feet, when out of nowhere, Eddie knocks him right back down with a plancha suicida...Eddie stands up, and rolls Steiner into the ring...Eddie climbs onto the apron, and using the top rope as a catapault, slingshots onto Steiner's prone body...Eddie is pumped, and he lifts Steiner up...He irish whips Steiner...Steiner comes back on the rebound, and Eddie goes for a back body drop, but telegraphs it to early...Steiner gives Eddie a stiff kick to the face, making Eddie stagger backwards...Steiner drills Eddie with a brutal clothesline while Eddie is reeling back...Steiner screams at the fans, as Eddie slowly gets to a knee...Steiner walks over, and drills Eddie with a hard shot to the forehead...Steiner grabs Eddie by the hair, and gives him a few more right hands, before dropping him to the canvas...Steiner walks to the ropes, and poses for the camera a little...Eddie is still laying on the ground, and Steiner comes off and gives Eddie a huge leg drop...Steiner covers him...one...two...Steiner pulls him up...The ref tells Steiner not to do that again, and Steiner just gives him a wicked grin.

Steiner lifts Eddie up...Steiner sets Eddie up, and tosses Eddie hard with an over the head belly to belly suplex...Steiner gets up, and grabs Eddie...He locks him into the Steiner Recliner...Eddie's screaming in pain, but won't tap...After a minute, Steiner releases the hold, and hammers hard into Eddie's back...Steiner lifts Eddie up, and irish whips him into the ropes...Eddie comes back, and Steiner tries to powerslam Eddie, but Eddie reverses it into a dropkick...Both men pop up, and Steiner charges Eddie, but Eddie takes him down with an arm drag...Steiner charges again, but Eddie gives him another arm drag...Steiner stands up, and Eddie drop kicks Steiner out of the ring...Eddie is pumped up, and the ref goes to the ropes to start the count...Suddenly, someone enters the ring behind Eddie...It's Randy Orton...Orton drills Eddie with a chair from behind...The ref turns around, and sees Orton beating Eddie with the chair...The ref calls for the bell!

winner via DQ, Eddie Guerrero

Steiner's pissed, but the fans go crazy. Orton continues his assault, when Steiner clotheslines him out of the ring. Steiner throws the chair at Orton, and than stares at Eddie on the ground, as the ref tries to help him stand. Steiner shoves the ref out of the ring, and locks the Steiner Recliner on Eddie. A swarm of refs storm the ring, and convince Steiner to let go. Suddenly...

The bag pipes play, and the new GM Rowd Roddy Piper walks onto the stage.

Piper: No. Way. I'm not going to see the US champion crowned like that. So here's the deal. This match is going to restart, and it's going to be a no DQ match. Now ring the god damn bell.

Restarted
United States Championship Finals
Eddie Guerrero vs Scott Steiner


Steiner stares at the broken body of Eddie Guerrero, and laughs...He walks over and covers him...one...two...thre...KICK OUT...How did he do that?...Steiner is very frustrated, and rolls out of the ring...Steiner grabs a chair, and rolls back in...Steienr sets the chair up...He lifts Eddie up, and gives him a side walk slam onto the chair, bending the chair...Steiner covers...one...two...kick out...Steiner can't believe it...Steiner starts threatening the ref, and backs the ref into the corner...In the opposite corner, Eddie Guerrero is staggering to his feet, using the turnbucles for assistance...Steiner charges, and gives Eddie a huge splash...Steiner lifts Eddie up on the turnbuckle...Steiner climbs up, and goes for the top rope Samoan drop, but Eddie wiggles off, and drops Steiner with a neck breaker...Eddie crawls for the cover...one...two...thre...kick out...Eddie can't believe it...Eddie rolls Steiner onto the chair...Eddie slowly climbs up the turnbuckle...Eddie leaps up for the Frog Splash, but Steiner rolls over, and Eddie crashes hard onto the chair...Steiner stands Eddie up, and drops him with a Steiner Screwdriver...cover...one...two...THREE!

winner via pinfall, and NEW United States Champion, Scott Steiner

Steiner stands up, and takes the belt. He raises the belt high, and the crowds just pour on the heat. While Steiner is posing with the belt, Rhyno slides in behind him. Steiner turns around, and Rhyno spears the hell out of him. Rhyno grabs the belt, and trash talks Steiner. Rhyno drops the belt on Steiner and walks out to the approval of the fans.

JR: Scott Steiner is the new US Champion, but you have to give Eddie Guerrero credit, he put up a hard fought battle.

King: But what about Rhyno drilling Steiner after the match?

JR: Well, Rhyno got screwed by Steiner, so in my eyes, that's just payback.

The camera cuts backstage. Terri is standing by with the King of the World, Chris Jericho.

Terri: Chris, coming up next is the Elimination Chamber, what do...

Jericho: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Please, Puh-LEASE, do not finish that thought. Thank you. All I hear are, your thoughts, what are your thoughts. Terri, do you have any form of a vocabulary? Expand what you ask. Now get the hell out of here. Tonight, when The King, of Blingg Blingg enters that monstrosity, and no I don't mean Jazz, I mean the Elimination Chamber, I will do what I always do. I will defeat every man in there, and than that precious belt will be secured firmly around this beautiful waist.

Jericho smiles, and walks off, as Raw fades to a commercial.

Commercial


Raw comes back, and we see the technicians putting the finishing touches on the Elimination Chamber.

King: That's a scary sight JR.

JR: That it is King, but fans, lets show you what happened during the break.

The bottom of the screen says "During the Break". Scott Steiner is wandering around backstage.

Steiner: Rhyno! Rhyno, you son of a bitch, where are you?

Steiner sees a backstage worker.

Steiner: Hey little man, you seen that short ass hole Rhyno.

Worker: I think he went that way.

Steiner: YOU THINK? YOU THINK?

Steiner grabs the worker, and tosses him like he's nothing against the concrete wall, face first. The worker falls to the ground, a bloody mess.

Steiner: Next time, be god damn sure.

Steiner walks off.

End footage


JR: Steiner is a mad man. He'll kill anybody trying to find the man beast.

King: JR, it's time.

The Rock vs Edge vs Triple H vs Kurt Angle vs Chris Jericho vs Shawn Michaels

The World Heavyweight Championship flashes across the screen. The camera cuts back to the ring.

The camera cuts back to the ring.


"I think I'm Cute, I know I'm sexy...Shawn Michaels comes out to a huge pop. He dances to the ring, and poses, before loading himself into his chamber. The arena goes dark, The millenium clock appears...5...4...3...2...1...BOOM! Chris Jericho comes out to LOUD boos. He slides in the ring, and smirks at Shawn in his chamber before loading into his own. "You think You Know ME?" Edge comes out to another amazing ovation. Edge climbs into the ring, and right into his chamber. "Time TO Play The Game"...Triple H, with Ric Flair comes out to huge heat. He walks in, and stares at the other competitors before entering his chamber. "Is Cookin'...The Rock comes out to huge heat of his own. He chases Flair away from the entrance, and gets in the ring. The Rock walks up to Michaels chamber, where the two have a staredown. The ref motions to the Rock, and he gets in his chamber. The fans go absolutey nuts, blowing the roof off, when "Medals" hits. Kurt Angle makes his way down, and enters the chamber. The ref signals for the bell.

The buzzer sounds, and Shawn Michaels and Triple H's chambers open...Triple H looks a little nervous, but Shawn charges at him and takes him down outside the ring with a flying clothesline...Shawn has Trips on the ground, and hammers him with lefts and rights...Shawn stands Triple H up, and throws him face first into the chains...Shawn grabs Trips by the hair, and goes to slam him face first into Edge's chamber, but Triple H blocks it and slams Shawn's face into it...Triple H lifts Shawn up and gives him a hard spine buster on the metal floor...Triple H tosses Shawn into the ring, and climbs in...Shawn stands up, and Trips nails him with a running shoulder, knocking him to the ground...Trips comes off the ropes, and drops a huge knee to the side of Shawn's head...Triple H lifts Shawn up, and nails a him with a hard right hand...Triple H irish whips Michaels...On the rebound, Trips goes for a back body drop, but Shawn jumps over him with a Sunset Flip...one...two...kick out!

Shawn stands up, and waits for Triple H to stand...Triple H gets up, and Shawn drops him right back down with a drop kick...Shawn signals in the corner for Sweet Chin Music...He goes for it, but Triple H catches Shawn's foot...Shawn counters with an Enziguri...Shawn flips the bird to Ric Flair, and locks Triple H in the figure four leg lock...Triple H is close to tapping...The ref is waiting...Trips shoulders hit the ground...one...two...up...Down again...one...t...up..Triple H swings his arms, and uses his weight advantage to twist around, putting the pressure onto Shawn...Shawn breaks the hold, and both men are down when the buzzer sounds!

Chris Jericho is let out, and he, in all his cocky nature, struts into the ring as both Triple H and Shawn Michaels hold their legs in pain...Triple H is on all fours, and Jericho kicks him in the butt, knocking him back down...Shawn uses the ropes to get up, but Jericho clotheslines him out of the ring, onto the steel floor...Chris jericho poses, much to the disapproval of the crowd...Triple H gets to his feet, and charges Jericho, but Jericho sidesteps him, and tosses him out of the ring to where Michaels is...Jericho sits in the corner, and watches, as Shawn and Triple H continue to trade blows...The two enemies trade fist after fist, neither one budging or getting an advantage...Suddenly, Jericho takes them both down with a moonsault from the top rope...Jericho hits his knee though, and although he nailed both men, he too is screaming in pain...Jericho hobbles to his feet, but is heavily favoring his right knee...Jericho lifts Michaels up, and gives him a DDT onto the steel floor...Jericho slowly gets up, and rolls Triple H under the ropes and into the ring...Jericho slide in and covers...one...two...kick out...Jericho stares shocked at the ref, and pleads his case, but the count still stands.

Jericho lifts Triple H up, still favoring his leg, and goes for a suplex, but his knee gives out...Jericho backs off Trips, and grabs his knee...Triple H nails the prone Jericho with a boot to the gut...Triple H sets up for the Pedigree, but a bloody Shawn Michaels nails him from behind...Triple H falls to the ground, and Michaels again sets up for the Sweet Chin Music, when the buzzer sounds!

Kurt Angle's chamber door opens, and he walks out, right as Michaels nails Triple H with Sweet Chin Music...cover...One...Two...Three!

eliminated: Triple H

Angle enters the ring, and Michaels turns around and Angle is right in his face...The two have a stare down, and the fans start buzzing...They each take a step back, and lock up...Shawn puts Angle in a headlock...Angle drops backwards, slamming Michaels head against the mat, and they each quickly pop back up to their feet...They lock up again...Angle spins around, and locks Shawn in a waist lock...Shawn tries grabbing Angle's leg, but Angle lifts Shawn high, and drops him hard to the ground, never releasing...Shawn grabs Angle's hands, and manages to seperate them, and puts Angle in an arm bar...Angle reverses out, and locks on a hammer lock on Michaels...Michaels quickly drops down, and sweeps Angle's right leg, and takes him down to the ground...Michaels puts on an arm scissors, but Angle squirms free and rolls Shawn into a half Boston Crab...Shawn grabs Angle's leg, and pulls free, tripping Angle...Both men pop to their feet, and the crowd gives them applause...They lock up yet again, and this time, Angle locks Shawn in a head lock...Shawn uses the ropes as leverage and throws Angle off him...Angle comes off the rebound, and gets speared in the side bya recovered Jericho!...Jericho unleashes a series of lefts and rights on Angle...Michaels goes to get Jericho, but is taken down by the newly recovered, newly eliminated Triple H! Triple H gives Shawn a vicious back breaker...Jericho stands up and chases Hunter, but Trips ducks a clothesline, boots Jericho in the gut, and gives him a pedigree!...Angle starts to stand, and Triple H drills him with a very stiff knee to the face...The ref finally stops the madness, and convinces Triple H to leave...The door opens, and Triple H goes to the door, only to have Ric Flair toss him a steel chair!...The ref tries to stops Triple H, but Triple H cracks the ref over the head...Triple H enters the ring, and nails the rising Kurt Angle over the head with the chair...Jericho stands, and Triple H cracks him...Michaels slowly gets up, and suffers the same fate...Triple H poses with the chair, as the crowd pours on the heat...Triple H throws the chair at the chain wall, and exits the ring right as the buzzer sounds!

The Rock's chamber opens, and he walks out, cocky as hell, but still determined...The Rock enters the ring, to see everyone on the ground...He kind of laughs, and goes over and revives the ref...He drags the ref over to Shawn Michaels...The Rock stands over Shawn, kick his leg, and pulls his elbow pad off...Rock goes off one sides ropes...He leaps Shawn and comes off the other...PEOPLE'S ELBOW...cover...one...two...the...KICK OUT...Rock is shocked as hell...Rock stands up, and mouths off to the ref a little, when a recovered Chris Jericho charges him from behind...Rock sidesteps a clothesline, and when Jericho turns around, Rock lays him out with a Rock Bottom...cover...one...two...three!

eliminated: Chris Jericho

Rock grabs Jericho, and tosses him out of the cage, obviously because of what happened with Triple H...Rock enters the ring, and Kurt Angle meets him head on with a series of stiff shots...Angle backs Rock into the ropes with his punches...Angle irish whips Rock...Angle takes Rock down hard with an overhead belly to belly suplex on the rebound...Angle turns his attention to Shawn...Shawn is getting to his feet...Angle grabs him, and connects with a huge Angle Slam...cover...one...two...broken up by The Rock!

Rock clubs Angle to the ground...Rock stands in his pounce position, waiting for Shawn to stand...Shawn slowly gets up...Rock goes for the Rock Bottom!, but Michaels elbows out of it...Michaels goes off the ropes, and nails Rock with a flying clothesline!...Michaels sets up...Rock stands, and Michaels takes him down with Sweet Chin Music!...one...two...kick out!...How did he do that? The buzzer sounds, as Michaels fathoms what just happened!

The last man, Edge, comes out...Edge immediately gets in the ring, and spears Shawn to the ground...Edge stands up, and Angle tackles him with a clothesline, knocking both men over the ropes...In the ring, both Shawn and The Rock are starting to stir...Michaels gets up first, and Shan walks over slowly to The Rock...He goes to pick The Rock up, but The Rock gives him a hard low blow...Michaels falls to his knees...Rock stands him up, and gives him a Rock Bottom!...Rock covers...one...two...three!

eliminated: Shawn Michaels

The Rock stands up with a smile on his face...He looks at Edge and Angle, who are trading blows outside...Rock laughs again...Angle is in control, and he's beating the hell out of Edge...Angle lifts Edge up, and grinds his face against the cage...Angle turns Edge around, and gives him a huge T-Bone suplex on the steel...Angle stands up, and The Rock gives him a huge right hand...Rock gives him a few more shots, before throwing him into the ring...Rock lifts Angle up, and suplexes him quickly to the ground...Rock sets up for the People's Elbow...He kicks Angle's arm, tears off his other elbow pad, and goes off the ropes...He jumps over Angle, and Edge drills Rock with a hard, stiff spear...cover...one...two...THREE!

eliminated: The Rock

Edge throws The Rock out of the ring, and turns around...In the ring, Angle is staring at Edge...Edge, maintaing eye contact with Angle, enters the ring...The two stand face to face....Out of nowhere, they explode with right hands...They trade off, until Angle gets the advantage...Angle knocks Edge into the ropes...He irish whips Edge, but Edge reverses it...Angle comes back, and Edge drills him with a drop kick...Edge picks up Angle, and gives him a forearm...Edge grabs Angle, and goes for the Edg-e-cution, but Angle reverses it into a double leg take down....Angle twists him into the Ankle Lock!...Angle is pouring it on, but Edge refuses to tap...Edge oushes himself up, so he's not flat on his stomach...Using his free leg, Edge in a burst of strength kicks Angle in the gut, breaking the hold...Edge gets up favoring his ankle, and Angle knocks him out of the ring...Angle hops out, and grabs Edge...He irish whips him into one of the chambers, busting open Edge...Angle slams his face several times into the chamber, before back suplexing him onto the steel...Angle drops a knee to Edge's face...Angle lifts Edge up, and puts him in a waistlock...Angle nails a German suplex on the steel...He stands up still holding Edge, and nails another one...Angle stands up and nails one more...Angle rolls Edge into the ring, and covers him...one...two...thr...kick out!...Angle is shocked...Angle lifts Edge up, and sets up for the Angle Slam, but Edge slides off...Angle turns around, and Edge boots him in the gut and nails the Edg-e-cution!...Both men are down, and Edge can't make the cover...Edge stumbles to his knees, and covers...one...two..thr..KICK OUT...Edge looks pissed...He stands up, and looks around...His eyes get big, and leaves the ring...Edge walks over and grabs the chair Triple H had used earlier...Edge enters the ring, and the ref tries to stop, but Edge threatens him with the chair...Edge turns his attention to Angle, when out of nowhere, Angle spears EDGE!...Angle unleashes a series of blows into Edge...Edge rolls him over, and unleashes his own...Edge stands Angle up, and irish whips Angle...Edge tries a hip toss, but Angle reverses it into his own...Angle pulls his straps down, signaling the ankle lock...Angle lifts up Edge's leg, right as Edge grabs the chair...Before Angle can lock it, Edge manages to twist to his one free foot, and he drills Angle with the most vial chair shot ever!...Edge covers...one...two...THREE!

eliminated: Kurt Angle

winner, and NEW World Heavyweight Champion, Edge


JR: Edge WINS! But I can't believe Edge would use a chair to win. That doesn't seem like him.

King: JR, you do what you have to do.

The ref hands Edge the World Heavyweight Championship, to a mixed reaction. Edge looks at the bent chair, and Angle bloody on the ground. Edge seems upset, and he isn't emotional, even though he just won his first World Championship. The ref helps Angle up, and Angle, threw the crimson mask, stares at Edge, and Edge stares at him, and at the belt. Raw goes off the air with a close up of Edge holding his new belt, staring at it confused.

End Show

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Highlights are shown of last week's Raw, recapping everything that happened. The video package ends with the final shot from Raw: Edge staring at the dented chair, with a look of disappointment on his face.

The pyro explodes, and WWE Raw is live on the air!

The camera pans around the arena, before finally setting on the announcer's booth.


JR: Hello everyone, I'm Jim Ross, and with me as always, Jerry "The King" Lawler. Welcome to Monday Night Raw, the premier show in the WW...

"Medals" blasts through the arena, cutting off JR. Kurt Angle comes out. He's wearing blue and red "ANGLE" sweats, and an "ANGLE" hoody. He has a bandage on his head from the brutal chair shot he suffered last week in the main event. He sets off his pyro, and walks to the ring.

Angle: Last week in the Elimination Chamber, I had the World Heavyweight Championship in...my...grasp. But I failed. I was beat by Edge (mixed reaction). Do I like losing? I think these babies answer the question (holding his medals). But when you step in the ring with another gifted competitor, especially someone like Edge, a defeat is easy to accept. But when someone can't beat me, and his only way is to break a damn chair over my head, than I can't except it. So how about I just cut through the BS, and get to my point: Edge, get your ass out here now!

You Think You Know Me?...Edge walks out to a completely divided audience, carrying the World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder. He walks to the ring, and grabs a mic. He stands face to face with Angle.

Angle: You wear that belt proud. You walk out here like a champion. Like a man. Edge, you're nothing but a coward.

Edge: Whoa Kurt. I came out here to talk to you like a man, not here you bitch about losing. I told you before the match happened I would do anything, ANYTHING, to be the World Heavyweight Champion. And that's what I did. And I think this belt says it all, I am the champion. I am the man. So you're so confident you are the better man, fine. Tonight, me and you, one on one, for this belt. I'm a fighting champion, and I'm scared of no one...especially you Kurt.

Angle: You want a match with me, you're on.

The bagpipes wail, and out comes the general manager of Raw, Rowdy Roddy Piper.

Piper: No no no no. You two do not just go around making matches. Kurt, I understand you want that belt. Edge, I understand you want to prove your title victory wasn't a fluke. But here's the deal, before you two step in the ring one on one, Angle, you're going to have to earn it. That's why it's going to be you against The Rock, for the number one contendership to the World Heavyweight Championship. The winner will face Edge at Unforgiven.

Angle: I have to go through The Rock? Fine. I'll make that Hollywood bitch tap tonight (pop).

Piper: But that's not all. Edge, I hear you saying you're a man, you're not afraid of Angle. You can beat Angle. Alright, than I'm putting Angle's fate in your hands, because you are the special guest referee for the match! And I'm going to give you one damn warning, you love that belt so much, you call this match down the middle. Now get the hell out of my ring, I have a show to run tonight.

JR: OH MY GAWD, it's The Rock vs Kurt Angle: winner goes on to Unforgiven to take on Edge for the World Heavyweight Championship.

King: And Edge is the special guest referee.

The bagpipes blare, and Piper walks back through the curtain, as Raw goes to it's first commercial break.

Commercial


Raw comes back, and Terri is standing by with Randy Orton.

Terri: Randy Orton, last week, you attacked Eddie Guerrero during the US Championship finals. What were your reasons other than he beat you in the semi finals?

Orton: My reasons? Please, that walking stereotype had no business in that match. Eddie Guerrero couldn't lace up my boots. And that's why I dare him to meet me in the ring tonight, in a hardcore match. So Eddie, when you're done lying, cheating and stealing, how about you bring your greasy ass to the ring.

[B]Orton walks away, leaving just Terri.]/B]

Terri: Well there you have it folks, the challenge has been issued, will Eddie Guerrero accept?

The camera cuts back to ringside.

JR: Wow, a hardcore match tonight between Eddie Guerrero and Randy Orton.

King: Don't get your hopes up JR, Eddie hasn't accepted yet.

JR: I'm 100% positive Eddie won't back down from a challenge. But King, it's time for some Light Heavyweight action. It'll be Shane Helms vs Lance Storm!

Lance Storm vs Shane Helms

Helms poses on the turnbuckle, and Storm dropkicks him in the back, knocking him out of the ring...Helms falls to the floor, and the ref scolds Storm for the sneak attack...Helms works his way to his feet...Storm climbs the turnbuckle, and nails Helms with a high flying cross body to the arena floor...Storms stands up, and rolls Helms into the ring...Storms rolls in, and lifts Helms up...He irish whips Helms...Helms comes back, and Storm goes for the early victory and rolls Helms up in the Maple Leaf...Helms fights his way to the ropes fairly quickly, and the ref breaks the hold...Storm breaks the hold...Storm grabs Helms right leg, and lifts it high in the air, only to slam it back down hard, knee first...Storm gives him another one, before standing Helms up...Storm boots Helms in the gut, and gives him a DDT...Storm raises both his fists in the air, and the crowd pours on the boos...Storm turns his attention back to Helms, who is back to his feet...Helms nails Storm with a clothesline, knocking them both out of the ring...Helms lifts Storm to his feet, and braces him across the barricade...Helms unleashes with three stiff chops to Storm's chest...Helms uppercuts Storm, and irish whips him, but Storm reverses it, irish whipping Helms hard into the steel chairs...Helms right knee drills the steps, and Shane screams out in pain as he tumbles to the floor...Storm taunts some audience members, as he walks over to the injured Helms...Storm stomps a few times on Helms leg, before rolling him into the ring...Storm grabs Shane's legs, and drags him over to the turnbuckle...Storm, still outside, slams Helms knee against the steel pole...The referee warns Storm, but he does it again...Storm grabs Helms other leg, and taking a page out of Bret Hart's book, lock on the figure four leg lock...The ref begins his warning count...Storm breaks the hold, and yells at the ref...He enters the ring, and goes right back to work on the knee...Storm picks up Helms, and rests him in the corner...Storm goes to the opposite corner, and drop kicks Helms hard in the knee...Helms falls, and grabs his knee in pain...Storm laughs at Helms...Storm rests Helms leg on the bottom rope, and uses the ropes as a springboard to drops all his weight onto the knee...Storm picks up Helms, and goes to irish whip him, but Helms' leg gives out and he collapses...The ref runs over, and checks on Helms...Storm tries to attack more, but the ref pushes him away and goes back to checking on him...Storm stares in anger, as the ref calls for EMT's...Storm paces, and suddenly, shoves the ref out of the way...He starts to lift Helms up, when suddenly, Helms locks him in an inside cradle!....one...two...oh my god...three! Helms WINS!

winner via pinfall, Shane Helms

The EMT's rush down, and help the agonizing Helms to his feet. Storm is in shock, and he's screaming in anger and kicking the ropes. As the EMT's get Shane up, Storm attacks from behind, chopping Helms' knee out. Storm locks on the Maple Leaf, and refuses to let go! A swarm of referees comes down, and finally gwt Storm off him. Storm scares the refs away, and slowly walks up the ramp as the fans let him know how much they hate him.

JR: I can't believe Lance Storm did that. Shane Helms defeated him, and Storm just isn't a big enough man to take it,

King: Storm should of never lost that match. Hell, I think that was a fast count.

JR: That's a bunch of crap King. Shane showed about as much heart as anyone else here on Raw, but I think he's paying right now for his effort.

The EMT's are helping Shane up the ramp, as the camera cuts to the back.

Eddie Guerrero is standing by with Terri.


Terri: Eddie Guerrero, we're all well aware of Randy Orton's challenge for tonight. Is it yes or no.

Eddie: Randy Orton thinks that Latino Heat is scared of him? Esse, tonight, it's an El Passo beating, and I'm not going to stop until I see the pain in your body and the fear in your eyes.

Eddie Guerrero walks away, and the camera cuts to a locker room of Sean O;Haire warming up. O'Haire is jumping, shadown boxing, and stretching a little, He walks out the door, and walks down the hallway.

JR: Sean O'Haire is up next against Kanyon, and it's his Raw debut.

Commercial

Raw comes back, and Kanyon is already in the ring. Some demonic music plays, and out comes Sean O'Haire to decent heat.

King: JR, there's a lot of big men in the WWE, but Sean O;Haire is definitley an intimidating man. It's his whole demeanor, not only can he beat you in the ring, but he can beat you in your mind.

JR: That he can King. Some have gone as far as to call him a Devil's Advocate.

Sean O'Haire vs Kanyon

O'Haire stands brooing in the ring, and Kanyon is visibly nervous...Kanyon charges and fires a few right hands, but O'Hair grabs him by the head and knees him...O'Haire drills Kanyon with a few shots, and drops him...Kanyon slowly gets up, and O'Haire superkicks him in the face, nearly beheading him...O'Haire picks up Kanyon, and puts him in the piledriver/powerbomb postion...O'Haire hoists him up into a crucifix, and drops him hard with the Cruel Intentions...O'Haire covers...One...two...three!

winner via pinfall, Sean O'Haire

JR: By Gawd, Sean O'Haire just decimated Kanyon.

King: Kanyon's no push over either, but O'Haire just destroyed him without even breaking a sweat.

O'Haire stares at Kanyon, as he holds his head in pain. O'Haire smiles, and begins to laugh. He walks up the ramp, paying little attention to the fans.

The camera cuts backstage to the Evolution locker room.

Triple H: You know Randy, Eddie Guerrero beat you once, it had better no happen again.

Orton: Whoa, whoa Trips, don't start getting all high and mighty on me. I coulda swore I saw you eliminated first last week.

Triple H gets up and into Orton's face.

Triple H: Listen son, you had better not make a habit out of disrespecting me.

Orton: And you better not make a habit out of talking down to me. I'm a legend killer Trips, don't make me show you how I got that name.

Flair: Whoa there fellas, we can't be getting this way. Were Evoltuion. Made, Paid and Laid, WHOOOO! Randy, you're the future, go out there and show us why we picked you.

Orton: You're right Ric, I'm going to go out there and win.

Orton inches even closer to Triple H's face.

Orton: You do remember what winning is, don't you?

Orton walks away.

Triple H: We'll see Randy, we'll see.

JR: What the hell does that mean?

King: I don't know JR, but I can't believe the decension amongst Evolution.

The camera cuts to the ring, and plays. Out comes Eddie Guerrero in a low rider to huge pops. He drives down to the ring, gets out, and immediately goes under the ring. He pulls out a table, and sets it against the side of the ring. He pulls out a few trash cans, and finally, grabs a steel chain. "Evolution" plays, and out comes Randy Orton to decent heat. He mocks Eddie, messing with his lowrider. Orton is leaning on the rear view mirror, and OOPS, breaks it off. Orton laughs, and tosses it over his shoulder. Eddie slides out and attacks him and the ref calls for the bell.

Hardcore Match
Randy Orton vs Eddie Guerrero


Eddie attacks Orton, nailing him with lefts and rights...He slams his face into the side of the truck...Orton's head bounces off, and Eddie grabs him by the back of the head, leading him to the ring...Eddie rolls Orton into the ring...Eddie grabs the steel trash can...Orton stands up, and Eddie drills him...The can folds into itself, and Eddie drills him again...Orton drops hard, and Eddie raises the trash can into the air...He rests the dented part over the top of Orton's face...Eddie jumps up, and stomps on the trash can, driving the steel into Orton's face...Eddie jumps up again, and steps off...He pulls the trashcan lid off, and tosses it out of the ring...Orton's face is a crimson mask already...Eddie hunches over Orton, and unleashes with a series of right hands...Eddie picks up Orton...He irish whips him...Orton comes back, and Eddie goes for a drop kick, but Orton holds the ropes, and Eddie whiffs...Eddie gets up, but Orton uns hard and nails him in the face with a hard knee...Eddie rolls on the ground, and Orton looks around the ring...Orton gets a devilish smile...He goes across the ring, and grabs Eddie's gold chain...Orton wraps it around his fist, and waits for Eddie to stand...CRACK...Orton jaws him with a fist to the face...Orton lifts Eddie up and rests him into the corner...Orton unloads with a bunch of fists to the face...Eddie slumos down in the corner, and Orton raises his hands, mocking the crowd...Orton lifts Eddie up, and nails him with a European Uppercut...Orton irish whips Eddie, on the rebound, Orton nails him with a flying fist...Orton smiles at the fallen Eddie, and unwinds the chain from his hand...He tosses it down, and covers...one...two...th-kick out.

Orton argues with the ref, but the ref says it was only two...Orton goes outside, and grabs the table...He slides it into the ring, and sets it against the corner...Orton goes to pick up Eddie, but Eddie low blows him!...Orton paces back, but Eddie crawls on his knees, and gives Orton another low blow...This time Orton falls through the ropes and too the floor...Eddie tries regaining himself, and eventually gets to his feet...Orton starts standing outside...Eddie spots him, and runs off the ropes...Eddie leaps through the middle rope, and takes Orton down with a suicide dive...Eddie rolls Orton on top of his low rider...Eddie climbs up on the hood with him...Eddie lifts Orton up, and powerbombs him hard onto the windshield, smashing it...The crowd is going nuts, and Orton looks hardly alive...Eddie covers...One...Two...THRE...NO...Ric Flair pulls Eddie off!

Eddie slides off the hood of the car, and drills Flair, knocking him down...Eddie, locks him in the Lasso from El Passo, when Triple H nails him with a chair from behind!...Triple H beats him to the ground...Flair gets up, and helps Trips rest Eddie on top of the lowrider...Trips climbs up, and puts Eddie between his legs...He hooks the arm, and gives Eddie the Peigree on the metal roof...Trips and Flair lift Orton up, and rest him on top of Eddie...One...Two...Three!

winner via pinfall, Randy Orton

JR: Eddie Guerrero was robbed again. Triple H and Ric Flair had no business being out here.

King: They're Evolution JR, they make their own rules.

Triple H and Ric Flair help a bloody Orton get to his feet. They help him in the ring, and Triple H calls for a mic.

Triple H: Randy, you showed me something today.

Orton faintly smiles.

Triple H: Randy, you may be bloody, but look at that man out there, he's broken.

Orton motions to Eddie, smiles, and shakes his head agreeing.

Triple H: Randy, I'm proud of you.

Triple H and Flair grab Orton's hands, and raise them high in the air. Orton is trying his best to smile, when out of nowhere, Triple H boots him in the gut! Triple H grabs him and quickly pedigrees him! Flair is shocked, and Triple H starts stomping on him. Flair rushes over, and blocks Triple H. Triple H stares at him, but it turns to a smile, and Flair turns around, and starts stomping on Orton! Triple H lifts Orton up, and irish whips him into the table rested in the corner. Orton crashes into it, shattering the table. Triple H and Flair raise their hands, as medics come down and help the broken Eddie Guerrero and Randy Orton.

JR: By Gawd, Evoltuion just turned on Randy Orton. It was a set up, the whole damn thing was a set up.

King: I guess Evolution just evolved away from him.

JR: Can this night get any hotter?

Commercial

Raw comes back, and Triple H and Flair are laughing in the Evolution locker room. Suddenly the door slams open! It's PIPER!

Piper: Oh, I bet you guys thought that was a good one. Oh yeah, you think your some smooth characters.

Piper looks insane, and he's pacing.

Piper: I told you last week, and Dammit, that should be enough: This is my show. Not Evolution's. Triple H, Ric Flair, I...

Triple H: Whoa there, old man, your gonna hurt yours...

Piper lifts a chair and throws it against the wall.

Piper: DON'T INTERUPT ME AGAIN.

Triple H and Flair stare in shock.

Piper: But since you two like interupting so much, how about next week, it's a steel cage. It's Triple H. And it's...no...no...You're just going to have to wait and see who it is Triple H. I warned you. Screw with me, and you only get screwed.

Piper walks out, and slams the door shut. Triple H stares in disbelief, before going ballistic, tossing chairs and knocking over tables.

JR: Our new GM Piper is laying the law down, and I don't think Triple H likes it.

King: Piper is going way beyond his power trip. How dare he put Triple H in a steel cage next week. Hell, Piper won't ever tell Triple H who he's facing!

JR: Serves Triple H right. He's the evilest bastard I;ve ever meant, and I don't feel a damn bit osrry for him.

Rhyno's music plays, and out comes Rhyno to a big pop. He makes his way down to the ring.

JR: Fans, lets take you back to last week.

Highlights are shown ok Rhyno/Steiner. It shows Steiner cheating. It cuts to Steiner/Guerrero. It shows Rhyno attacking Steiner after the match. The clip ends with Steiner beating up the backstage assistant while looking for Steiner.

King: Those two men really don't like each other.

Test...Test...This is a Test...Test comes out to good heat...He makes his way down with a cocky look on his face. He gets in the ring, and he and Rhyno stare each other down.

Rhyno vs Test


Rhyno and Test lock up...Test gets the advantage with a headlock...Rhyno manages to elow out of it...Test throws a swing, but Rhyno ducks and drills Test...Test staggers back, and swings again, but Rhyno blocks, and drills Test again...Rhyno swings one more time, knocking Test against the ropes...Rhyno irish whips Test, and prepares for the gore, ut Test grabs the top rope and slides out...Test ponts to his head, shwoing how smart he is...Rhyno quickly follows him, and when Test turns around, Rhyno drills him with a clothesline...Rhyno lifts Test up, and plants him with a DDT on the protective mats...Rhyno picks Test up, and throws him face first into the metal post...Rhyno rolls Test into the ring...Rhyno covers...one...two...kick out.

Rhyno stands up, and hammers Test a few times in the back...He lifts Test up, ad plants him with a body slam...Rhyno drops an elbow, and bounces back to his feet...He lifts Test up, ad chops him into the corner...Rhyno unloads with a series of shoulders to the midsection...Test falls on his butt, and Rhyno sets up in the opposite corner...Rhyno charges and drives his knee into the side of Test's face...Test is completely fatigued, and Rhyno takes a minite to pump up the crowd...Rhyno lifts Test up, and irish whips him...Rhyno goes for a clothesline, but Test ducks...Test comes back, and drills Rhyno with a big boot...Both me are down...They both start to stir, and get to their feet at the same time...Test manages to drill Rhyno with a right hook...Rhyno stumbles back, and Test knocks him down with a shoulder block...Test drops a leg drop, and covers...one...t...kick out.

Test argues with the ref, but lets it go...He picks Rhyno up, and goes for the Pump Handle Slam, but Rhyno slides off his back, and shoves him forward, knocking out the ref...Rhyno sets up...Test turns around, and Rhyno gores the shit out of him...cover...THERE'S NO REF...Rhyno goes to revive the ref, when down to the ring comes Steiner...Steiner has a steel pipe, and he charges Rhyno, but Ryno sees him and gores the shit out of him as well...Rhyno starts beating on Steiner...Rhyno grabs the steel pipe, and stands over Steiner, when from behind, Test grabs him and nails the Test Drive...He kicks Steiner and the steel pipe out of the ring and covers right as the ref wakes up...one...two...THREE!

winner via pinfall, Test

JR: Rhyno may have gotten the upper hand on Steiner, but it still cost him the match.

King: That's neither here or there JR, let's ot take away from this impressive voctory by Test.

JR: King, you're hopeless.

Test leaves the ring celebrating, and both Rhyno and Steiner stir at the same time. Steiner back pedals up the ring, staring at Rhyno. Steiner points at Rhyno, and Rhyno glares back, holding his head from the Test Drive.

JR: Something tells me these two me aren't far fom settling their differences.

The camera cuts backstage, and we see Hayabusa, holding his LightHeavyweight Championship on his shoulder, walking out of his locker room. He walks out, and another man walks out laughing, pattig Hayabusa on the back.

King: JR, did you see who that was!?!?

JR: I sure as hell did. Why the hell is Sonny Ono in the WWE with the Light Heavyweight Champion?

King: I don't know, but knowing that man's reputation, it can't be good.

JR: Well it Hayabusa defending his coveted Lightheavyweight Championship against a man who calls himself the Future. Chris Sabin, Hayabusa, NEXT.

Commercial

Raw returns, and the camera is on the announcer's booth.

JR: Fans, during the commercial break, there was an altercation in the back.

DURING THE BREAK

Test is walking backstage, with a cocky smile on his face after his victory over Rhyno. Booker T is walking down the hallway, and the two bump shoulders.

Test: Watch out...Book.

Booker T gets in his face.

Booker T: Listen here dawg, don't come walking down here, cocky after your fluke win, bump into the 5 time, 5 time, 5 time, 5 time, 5 time wCw Champion, talk down to me, and walk away. Got it sucka.

Test: Yeah Book, I got it.

Booker T eyes him, and turns around. Booker T is walking, when Test attacks him from behind. He grabs Booker, and throws him head first into the concrete wall. Booker T is unconcious on the ground, and Test is standing over him.

Test: There you go Book, how's that. Instead of walking away, I'll just beat your bitch ass.

Test walks away, and leaves Booker T knocked out on the ground.


King: Test is a strong, arrogant, angry man, and you really shouldn't get in his face like Booker T did.

JR:...anyways...Fans, as you witnessed before the break, Sonny Ono was accompanying Hayabusa, and as we said before, we had no idea he was even part of the WWE.

King: Well, they'll be out here in just a moment.

Chris Sabin's music plays, and he walks out to decent heat. He gets int he ring, and some Japanese music plays. Hayabusa walks out, with Sonny Ono behind him, who is holding Hayabusa WWE LightHeavyweight Championship in the air. They walk to the ring, and climb in.

LightHeavyweight Championship
Chris Sabin vs Hayabusa (c) w/ Sonny Ono


Sabin and Hayabusa circle each other...Hayabusa gives him a kick to the leg, and Sabin staggers back...He throws another kick, and Sabin blocks it, but Hayabusa throws another one, but Sabin blocks that...Hayabusa throws a spin kick, and catches Sabin in the chest dropping him...Ono applauds him, and Hayabusa lifts Sabin up...Sabin can barely stand, and Hayabusa gives him a spin kick, taking him down...Hayabusa does a standing backflip splash, and covers...one..two...kick out.

Hayabusa lifts Sabin up, and chops him into the ropes...He irish whips him, but Sabin reverses it...Hayabusa comes back, and Sabin gives him an arm drag...Sabin stays locked on the arm, and rolls into an scissors arm bar...Sabin releases the hold...He irish whips Hayabusa, but snaps him to the ground, not letting go of his injured arm...Hayabusa gets to his knees, and Sabin rolls him up with a La Magistral...one...two...kick out!

Sabin stands Hayabusa up, and gives him a front dropkick, knocking Hayabusa out of the ring...Ono goes to check on Hayabusa, when out of nowhere, Sabin nails both Ono and Hayabusa with a leaping somersault plancha suicida...Sabin hops up, holding his leg...He stands Hayabusa up, and leans him against the apron...Sabin chops the hell out of his chest, leaving it a deep red...Sabin irish whips Hayabusa hard into the steel steps...The ref is at eight on his count, and Sabin rolls in and breaks the count...Sabin climbs the top turnbuckle, and waits for Hayabusa to stand...Hayabusa rises, and Sabin leaps off with a cross body...OH MY GOD, Hayabusa dropkicks Sabin in mid air...Sabin falls down, and both men are on the ground...The ref restarts his 10 count...Ono is shaking Hayabusa, and as he starts to stir, so does Sabin...Both men get up, but pay no attention to eachother...The ref is at nine when they both slide in...When each man rises they each turn and are face to face...The two lightheavyweights start slugging it out...Sabin gets the advantage, and irish whips Hayabusa...Sabin goes for a backbody drop, bu Hayabusa uses Sabin's back to rolls over him...Sabin turns around and Hayabusa levels him with a stiff as hell super kick...Sabin's out cold...Hayabusa climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off with a high shooting star press...cover...one...two...three!

winner via pinfall, and still Light Heavyweight Champion, Hayabusa

JR: I'm speechless. What an incredible match these two men put on, and I think it's safe to say a rematch is in Chris Sabin's future.

King: I think it's safe to say that Light Heavyweight action is the most exciting in the WWE.

Ono rolls into the ring applauding, and grabs a mic.

Ono: This is not wCw. This is not Japan. This is WWE and this is Hayabusa. I'm here with him, and as long as we here, no man take this belt.

Suddenly, the lights go dark.

King: What's going on, a power surge?

JR: I have no clue King.

The lights flicker back on.

JR: I don't think that was an accident King!

In the ring, Hayabusa is laid out, and the belt is draped across his chest. Ono is going ballistic, screaming, looking around for a trace of the assailant.

The camera cuts to the back, and Piper is in his office. Suddenly, the door busts open and in walks Rhyno.

Rhyno: Piper, I want Steiner, and want him tonight.

Piper: Well, that's not going to happen.

Rhyno: You'd better make it happen.

Piper: You'd better watch how you walk to me. I didn't say you could neevr have him. But, I have to be fair. Next week, i will be you against Batista: winner gets a shot at Steiner AND his United States Championship at Unforgiven.

Rhyno nods his head in approval and walks out.

The camera cuts to Terri, who's standing at the entrance to The Rock's dressing room.

Terri: I'm standing outside The Rock's dressing room, and...

The Rock walks out the door, and raises his eyebrow at Terri.

Terri: Rock, could I...

Rock: Could you what? Ask The Rock his feelings about the match. Ask The Rock how he prepares for this match? Ask The Rock if he's ready for this match? Let me tell you this, The Brahma Bull back down from no one. Kurt Angle, you're a gifted competitor, you're an American Icon, you're an Olympic Champion, but you are not The Rock, The great one. An you neever will be. So how's The Rock preparing for this match. Like he does for anyother match. He's sliding that elbow pad on, raising that eyebrow, and walking to the ring like trail blazin' son of a bitch like always. If Ya Smelllalalalalala, What The Rock...Is...Cookin'.

The Rock walks away.

JR: Well up next, it's the number one contedership for the World Heavyweight Championship: Rock vs Angle.

King: And don't forget Edge is the guest referee.

JR: Don't touch that dial.

Commercial

Raw is back, and the screen says WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP NUMBER ONE CONTENDERSHIP.

King: Well, JR, it's time.

JR: That's right King.

The arena goes dark. "You Think You Know ME?" Edge walks out to a completely divided reaction. He walks down to the ring, wearing a referee shirt. He gets in the ring, and the lights go dark again. The New York skyline fills the screen. A helicopter lights shines down, and we hear a slight echo: 'Is Cookin'. The Rock comes out to huge heat. He struts into the ring, and stares a whole in Edge. Edge just stares back. The fans go crazy, as "Medal" blares over the arena. Kurt Angle walks out to an unbelieveable ovation. He raises his fingers in the air, setting off the pyro. He gets into the ring, and him and Rock's eyes are locked on eachother. Edge calls them into the center of the ring, and discusses the rules. Edge signals for the bell.

Number One Contendership for the World Heavyweight Championship
The Rock vs Kurt Angle (w/ guest referee, World Heavyweight Champion, Edge)


Rock gets in Edge's face...Edge doesn't back down, when Angle spins Edge around, and has a stare down with him...The two share words, when Rock shoves Edge out of the way and drills Angle with a right hand...Angle staggers back, and Rock charges and knocks him out of the ring...Edge spins Rock around, and gets in his face...Edge warns him never to touch him again, but The Rock just ignores him...Rock climbs out of the ring, and non chalantly walks over to Angle...Angle staggers to his feet, and Rock slams him head first into the announcer's table...Edge is continuing his ten count...Rock throws Angle into the steel post...Rock stares at Edge, and laughs...He rolls into the ring, and than rolls right out...Angle is stumbling around the ring, and Rock follows him...Rock sets up, and charges from behind Angle...He drops down, and chops out Angle's knee...Angle lays on the ground, grabbing his knee, and the Rock gets in to a little bit of an argument with some fans...Rock lifts Angle up to his feet...Rock lifts up Angle by his hurt leg, and drops the knee hard onto the steel steps...Angle is on the ground rolling in pain...Egde slides out to check on him...Rock tries going back to Angle, but Edge cuts him off...The two men argue, and finally, The Rock goes back into the ring...Angle slowly starts to raise to his feet...Edge climbs onto the apron, and into the ring...Angle works his way up, and slides into the ring...Rock immediately starts stomping on Angle...Rock stops, and taunts the crowd...Angle manages to get up, and is leaning in the corner...Rock walks in, and starts nailing him with closed fists...Edge splits Rock from Angle, and warns him about the closed fists...Rock blows off Edge, and goe back to Angle...He picks Angle up, and smakcs him into the corner...Rock irish whips Angle into the other corner...Rock charges, but Angle gets a boot up...Rock staggers back, and than goes to charge again, but Angle gets another boot up, dropping Rock...Angle staggers out of the corner, as Rock gets to his feet...Rock rises up right into a right hand from Angle...Angle fires more right hands, knocking down The Rock!...The fans are popping bib time, and Angle continues his assault...He lifts The Rock up, and irish whips him...Rock comes back, and Angle drops Rock with an over head belly to belly suplex...cover...one...two...kick out!

Angle stands up...He goes off the ropes, and drops an elbow onto The Rock...Angle grabs Rock's leg, and goes for the Ankle Lock, but Rock is fighting it...Rock manages to get to the ropes, and Angle can't pull him out...Rock uses the ropes to stand up, and Angle wraps his arms around Rock's waist...Rock has a paranoid look on his face...German Suplex!...Another one...A third...Four...And finally a fifth German Suplex...Angle bridges into a pin...one...two...thr-kick out!

Angle can't believe it, and he argues with Edge...Edge warns Angle, and Angle drills The Rock with a right hand as he starts to stand...The Rock drops to one knee...Angle goes for another right hand, but Rock gives him a low blow!...How did Edge not see that???...Angle falls, and Edge questions Rock...Rock shakes his head NO...Rock lifts Angle's legs in a wishbone, and stomps him in the stomach, close to another low blow...Angle's rolling on the canvas, and Rock fakes out Edge, almost smaking him in the face...Rock lifts Angle up, and irish whips him...Pine to the Spine (spinebuster)...Rock hops up to his feet, and turns...He kicks in Angle's arm, and waves his arm...Rock goes off one rope...He hops over Angle and comes off the other ropes...He lifts his arm and...PEOPLE'S ELBOW!...cover...one...two...thr-kick out!

The Rock can't believe it!...He argues with Edge, and shoves him...Edge shoves Rock back, into a recovering Angle...Angle rolls Rock up...one...two...kick out!

Angle and Rock both pop up, and Rock charges for a clothesline, but Angle ducks...Rock turns back around, and somehow, Angle connects with an Angle Slam!...Rock is down, but Angle is also down from fatigue...Edge looks at both men, and starts a 10 count...1...2...3...4...no movement...5...6...Rock is starting to stir first!...The question now, does Angle have anything left in his tank after that Angle Slam...7...8...9...Rock is up!...Rock stumbles around a little, before focusing on the now stirring Angle...Angle starts to manages to get to his feet, but right behind him is The Rock, ready to pounce...Angle turns around, and Rock grabs him...Rock Bottom!...It's over...one...two...thre-KICK OUT...KICK OUT...Rock sits up, with his mouth wide open...He stands up, and yells at Edge...Edge raises two hands, yelling NO...Rock shakes his head in disguest, and leaves the ring...He throws the time keeper out of his chair...Rock folds up the chair, and rolls back into the ring...Angle is trying to stand in the middle of the ring...Rock stands up, and smacks the chair against the canvas like bat, waiting to swing...He rears back, and Edge grabs the chair...Edge yells at Rock, holding the chair in both hands...Rock stares at him cockeyed...Edge shakes his head, and Rock snickers to himself...Angle is almost to his feet...Rock motions for Edge to give him the chair...Edge yells NO again...Rock gets a pissed off look on his face, and spits in Edge's face...Edge looks down, and wipes the spit off his face...Out of nowhere, Edge swings the chair at Rock, but Rock ducks, and Edge drills the now standing Angle!...Edge stares shocked, and the camera pans in on Angle, who is bleeding from the same wound he suffered last week...While Edge is in shock, Rock quickly grabs Edge, and gives him a Rock Bottom!...He looks at both men on the ground, and smiles...The fans are booing Rock, as he sets Angle up for another Rock Bottom!...The fans start buzzing though, as Rock runs at the first rope...Rock turns around, and Shawn Michaels drills Rock with Sweet Chin Music out of nowhere!...Rock is down...Shawn pulls Angle over Rock, and revives Edge...Edge looks, and sees the cover...One.........Two.........THREE!

winner via pinfall, and number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship, Kurt Angle

Medals blares, and a half concious Kurt Angle tries to stand in celebration.

JR: Kurt Angle is going to Unforgiven!

King: Rock just got screwed! What the hell was Shawn Michaels doing down here.

JR: I'd say making things fair.

King: How did Shawn Michaels even get in there?

JR: Let's see the replay.

A replay is shown from a different angle:

Rock is setting up for the People's Elbow, when through the crowd, Shawn Michaels. Shawn slides in right when Rock turns his back. When Rock comes off the rebound, Shawn drops him with Sweet Chin Music.

The camera cuts to the one...two...three!


Suddenly the replay stops, and we are back to the ring!

Angle is up, and Edge raises his dand, signalling the victory. Suddenly, Angle tears his hand away. Edge looks at him in shock, and Angle motions to the chair, laying in the ring. Edge is trying to eplain it was an accident. Angle doesn't seem to believe him. Angle just turns and walks away. Edge grabs Angle by the arm and spins him around. He gets closer to Angle, and you can see he's still arguing his point. Out of nowhere, Angle shoves Edge. Edge staggers back a little, and puts his hands on his hips. Angle gets into Edge's face, and is pointing and yelling. Edge suddenly pushes Angle. Angle shoves him back, and Edge drills Angle with a right hand. Angle drills him back, and the two men start trading blows. Edge spears Angle to the ground, and a swarm of refs race to the ring. The manage to seperate them into opposite corners. Both men are screaming at the refs to let them go. Somehow, Angle breaks loose. He races across the ring, and leaps over the refs, trying to nail Edge with some left hands. Angle gets Edge to the ground, and is drilling him with right hands, until the refs pull him off. Edge is bleeding from his nose. Edge gets to his a knee, and gets a little grin on his face. Right in front of Edge is the steel chair. Edge grabs it, and turns around in the blink of the eye and cracks Angle AGAIN over the head with it. The refs yells at Edge, and he throws the chair down. Raw goes off the air, with Edge walking up the ramp, smiling, and a close up of Angle bleeding, knocked out in the ring. The final show is a close up of Edge, smiling ear to ear.

End of Show
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Highlights are shown of the number one contender's match. It shows Angle winning. The highlights show Edge raising his hand, and the brawl that ensued. It ends with Edge grinning at the knocked out Angle.

The camera cuts to the parking lot.


A limo pulls up, and Edge walks out of it. The fans almost unanimously boo as he steps out. He grabs his World Heavyweight Championship, and heads to the arena.

The pyro explodes, and WWE Raw is on the air. The camera pans around the arena, as the pyro shoots down from the roof.

JR: Welcome everyone to WWE Monday Night Raw, and as you just saw, our World Heavyweight Champion Edge has arrived. King, what do you think is going to happen as things between Kurt Angle and Edge reach the climax?

King: I really don't know, but Edge better be careful, because after the past two weeks, that belt isn't the only reason Kurt Angle sees a huge target on Edge.

JR: And lets not forget that hanging above us is one of the most dangerous constructions int he wrestling business. The steel cage.

"Time to Play the Game"...Triple H walks out with Ric Flair. Triple H is wearing black dress pants, and a red button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up. Flair is wearing a trademark suit. They get into the ring, and Triple H grabs a mic.

Triple H: Last week, Randy Orton failed Evolution again. If it wasn't for the timely appearance of us, there would be yet another loss on his record. Well Randy, it became clear to us: you're not the man we thought you were. You're not the Evolution of the wrestling business. You're not the future. You're a damn mistake. A stain on my career for even bringing you this far. You call yourself a legend killer? Well Randy, I'm not a legend. I'm a wrestling God. And everyone knows you can't kill gods.

The bagpipes wail, and Rowdy Roddy Piper walks out to a good pop.

Piper: A God? You're a God? Well Triple H, we'll see how much of a God you are tonight, when it's that big blue steel cage, Triple H, and...nope...nope...I just can't tell you yet.

Triple H: Cut the crap Piper, I want to know who it is Now.

Piper: Triple H, don't call yourself the Game, if you don't want to be played.

The bagpipes play, and Piper just stands on the stage smiling at Triple H. Triple H is pacing, and Flair is trying to calm him down.

JR: Triple H is livid. Piper is playing mind games, and there's nothing he can do!

Raw goes to commercial with Piper smiling at Triple H.

Commercial


Raw comes back, and Piper is sitting in his office. The door knocks, and in walks Edge.

Piper: Edge, my World Champion! What the hell do you want?

Edge: I haven't gotten to wrestle a match since I won this belt. I want a match tonight.

Piper thinks for a minute.

Piper: All right, Edge, you can have a non title match tonight...against BOOKER T.

The fans explode, and Edge stands motionless. Edge shakes his head, and a smile forms across his face.

Edge: Sounds good Piper. Sounds real good.

The camera cuts to the announcer's booth.

JR: Good Gawd King, Booker T vs Edge, tonight! It's time now for a Light Heavyweight Championship match. But King, lets look at what happened to Hayabusa last week:

Highlights are shown of Hayabusa winning his match, and than the lights flickering out, and than coming back on and seeing Hayabusa laid out in the ring, with Ono going ballistic in the ring.

CM Punk walks out to a good ovation. He gets in the ring, and waits. Some Japanese music plays, and Hayabusa walks out with Sonny Ono to good heat. He gets in the ring, and hands Ono his belt. Ono holds it high, and argues with some fans as he exits the ring.

Light Heavyweight Championship
CM Punk vs Hayabusa (c) w/ Sonny Ono


The two men lock up, but neither gets the advantage, and they break it...They lock up again, and this time, Punk gets a head lock on him...Hayabusa tries to elbow out, but he can't...Hayabusa uses the ropes to launch Punk off of him...When Punk lets go, Hayabusa reaches out, and grabs his hair, snapping Punk to the ground...Punk grabs his head in pain, and Hayabusa stalks him...Hayabusa grabs Punk, and tosses him out of the ring...Punk falls hard, and Hayabusa goes to leave the ring, but the ref stops him...Hayabusa has the ref distracted, and Ono runs over, and drills Punk with a stiff kick to the face...The ref turns his attention to Ono and the fallen Punk, and he starts accusing Ono of cheating...Ono waves his hands in the air, mouthing "NO"...Punk starts to stand, and Hayabusa comes out of nowhere with a corkscrew plancha over the top rope, taking down Punk...Hayabusa stands up, and lifts Punk up...He rolls Punk into the ring, and climbs in...He covers...One...Two...Kick Out!...How did Punk Kick Out!

Hayabusa gets up, a little upset...He stands Punk up, and chops him into the ropes...Hayabusa irish whips him...Punk comes back, and Hayabusa goes for a Hurracarana, but Punk stops him from completing his revolution...Punk lifts him back in the air, and plants him with a stiff, nasty looking powerbomb...Hayabusa folds into himself on the canvas...Punk staggers to his feet, and looks down at the motionless body of Hayabusa...Punk drags him to the corner...Punk jumps up, and nails a picture perfect split legged moon sault...Cover...One...Two...Kick Out!

Punk argues with the ref a little, before lifting Hayabusa to his feet...Punk grbas him, and sets him upside down on the turnbuckle, in the tree of woe position...The ref is yelling at Punk to stop, but Punk ignores him, and walks to the opposite corner...The ref tries reasoning with Punk, but Punk runs full speed and gives Hayabusa a hard drop kick to the face...The fans pop big time, and Hayabusa falls lifeless off the turnbuckle...Punk stands up, and the fans are going wild...He walks over to Hayabusa, and locks him in the Texas Cloeverleaf...Hayabusa is out...The ref raises his hand...but it falls down...Ono sneaks around, and puts Hayabusa's other hand onto the bottom rope...Ono starts yelling at the ref, and the ref sees the hand...He makes Punk break the hold...Ono looks away, smiling to the crowd, and Punk slides out of the ring...Ono turns around, and Punk lays him out with a shot...Punk goes to attack Ono more, when Hayabusa comes behind him...Punk knows he's coming, and gives him an elbow, stopping Hayabusa in his tracks...Hayabusa stumbles back, and Punk gives him a back kick to the head, knocking Haybusa down...Punk rolls Hayabusa into the ring, and climbs in...Punk lifts Hayabusa up, and goes for the Welcome to Chicago MotherFucker (underhook back breaker drop), but Hayabusa counters with a back body drop...Punk pops to his feet, but Hayabusa takes him right back down with a stiff spinning back kick...Hayabusa lifts him up, and goes for the H Thunder (emerald fusion), but Punk rolls off of him...Hayabusa turns around, and Punk takes him down with a jawbreaker...Punk tosses him into the corner, and puts Hayabusa onto the top rope...Punk climbs up, and prepares for the Pepsie Plunge, when Ono jumps up and distracts the ref...While the ref is distracted, Hayabusa hits Punk with a low blow, and shoves him off the top rope...Hayabusa jumps off, and nails Punk with the Shooting Star Press...Cover...One...Two...Three!

winner, and still Light Heavyweight Champion, Hayabusa

JR: CM Punk got screwed out of that title.

King: JR, you always have a negative opinion on matches. CM Punk clearly wasn't better tha Hayabusa.

JR: You aren't worth arguing with King.

Suddenly, the letter flicker out again.

JR: Not Again!

When the lights flicker back on, Sonny Ono is laying in the middle of the ring with the Light Heavyweight Championship resting on his chest. Hayabusa looks around, but no one is there.

JR: Last week is was Hayabusa that was laid out, this week it was Ono!

King: Yeah, but JR, who's doing it?

JR: I don't know King, but I'm sure we'll find out.

The camera cuts backstage. Rhyno is standing by with Terri.

Terri: I'm standing by with Rhyno, who in just a few moments will be going one on one with Batista for a shot at Big Poppa Pump Scott Steiner's United States Championship. Rhyno, what are your thoughts?

Rhyno: Yeah...yeah...Batista, you're getting into the ring with the man beast tonight, and I swear to you, that you will fall to the Gore, and you will fall hard. And Steiner, that'll leave me and you, at Unforgiven. What started as a desire for your belt has changed into a desire for your pain. So Scott Steiner, just remember, I'm coming for yo...

Rhyno is cut off when Batista attacks him from behind with a chair. Batista lays out Rhyno, and than gives him several shots to his back.

Batista: I'll see you in the ring, "Man Beast".

Commercial

Raw comes back, and Batista's music plays. Batista makes his way down to the ring, with a determined, yet cocky look on his face.

JR: Fans, lets show you what happened right before the break:

Highlights are shown of Batista attacking Rhyno.

Rhyno comes out to a huge pop. He seems to be limping a little, and occasionally, holds his back where he suffered those stiff chair shots.

United Stated Number One Contender
Rhyno vs Batista


Batista and Rhyno lock up...Batista has the power advantage, and backs Rhyno into the corner...Batista is choking Rhyno in the corner, and the ref tries to break it up, getting in between Rhyno and Batista, but Batista just clubs Rhyno, knocking the man beast down...The ref shoves Batista back, and warns him, as Rhyno gets to a knee...Batista pushes the ref out of his way, and goes back over to Rhyno...Batista drills Rhyno with a few hard shots...He lifts Rhyno up and tosses him into the turnbuckle...Batista gives him a few hard elbows to the side of the head, before backing off...Batista raises his arms at the crowd, and turns back to Rhyno...He runs full speed with a splash, but Rhyno quickly moves out of the way...Batista crashes hard into the turnbuckle...Rhyno spins him around and unloads with several vicious right hands...Batista stumbles out of the corner, and Rhyno goes off the ropes and drills Batista with a clothesline from behind...Rhyno lifts Batista up, and boots him in the gut...Rhyno lifts him up and piledrives him...Cover...One...Two...Kick Out.

Rhyno stands Batista up, and gives him a Russian Leg Sweep...Rhyno stands up a little awkward, and it looks like he may of bothered his back a little bit...Rhyno tries to shake it off, and stands Batisa back up... Rhyno gives him a few hard chops into the ropes...Rhyno irish whips Batista, but Batista reverses it...Rhyno comes back, and Batista gives him a huge Spinebuster...Cover...One...Tw-Kick Out!

Batista looks pissed, and stands Rhyno up...He drills Rhyno with a right hook, and drops him back down to the ground...Batista takes a few steps back, and waits...Rhyno slowly stands up, and Batista nearly takes his head off with a clothesline...Batista lifts Rhyno up, and puts him in a bear hug...Rhyno starts hitting the top of Batista's head with fists...Batista takes off, and rams Rhyno's prone back into the turnbuckle...Batista takes a step back, and slams Rhyno's back into the turnbuckle a few more times...Batista drops the injured Rhyno hard onto the canvas...Batista lifts Rhyno up, and sets him up for the Demon Bomb, but Rhyno takes his legs out from under him...Rhyno looks out at the crowd, who is popping...Rhyno gives Batista an awfully low stomp to the midsection...Rhyno lifts Batista up, and goes for the Rhyno Bomb, but his back gives out...Batista regains his bearings, and sees the prone Rhyno...Batista rushes over, and clubs Batista to the ground...He lifts Rhyno up, and irish whips him...Rhyno comes back on the rebound, and out of nowhere drills Batista with the GORE!...Cover...One...Two...THREE!

winner via pinfall, and Number One Contender to the United States Championship, Rhyno

JR: Rhyno did it! Rhyno's going to Unforgiven, and he's going to finally get his hands on Scott Steiner!

King: Even with an injured back, Rhyno won. I never thought I'd say this, but Big Poppa Pump better watch his back.

JR: I agree King. Wait! What the hell is he doing in there!

The camera focuses out, and Big Poppa Pump is in the ring with his lead pipe. He's sizing up Rhyno. Rhyno turns around, and Steiner smacks the pipe into his face, busting open Rhyno. Rhyno falls to the ground, and Steiner lifts him up on one knee. Steiner rears back and drives that pipe hard into Rhyno's already injured back. Steiner nails him again, and Rhyno screams in pain. Steiner drops Rhyno, and gets in front of him. Steiner starts doing push ups, trash talking Rhyno. Steiner hops up, and grabs Rhyno. He locks him in the Steiner Recliner. Rhyno's trying his best, but eventually passes out. Some refs run down, and finally get Steiner to break the hold. Steiner's music plays, and he walks to the back, taunting the crowd, raiseing his arms and flexing his peaks as he goes.

King: I guess it's Rhyno who's better watch his back? HAHA!

JR: That's not funny at all King. Rhyno doesn't deserve that! Hell, no man does!

The camera cuts backstage, where Triple H and Ric Flair are in the backstage area.

Triple H: Who the hell does Piper think he is? I'm The Game. I'm Triple H. I'm a seven time World Heavyweight Champion, and he's toying with me like I'm just another wrestler.

Flair: You're RIGHT! WHOOOOO! Piper thinks he's going to push us around. No WAY! That's why when you get in that cage, you do what you do best, and you kick someone's ass! WHOOO!

Triple H: You know what? You're right. Whoever it is, I'm going to whip their ass, because I am...that damn good. Let's go.

Triple H pats Flair on the back, and the two men walk down the hall.

King: Triple H sure seems confident JR.

Triple H and Flair walks past another hallway. A man walks around the corner. It's Sean O'Haire!

JR: King, Sean O'Haire is on his way down to the ring.

King: That's a powerful, scary man.

O'Haire walks past the camera, as Raw goes to a commercial.

Commercial


The screen goes black and white. We see a graveyard, and a lone figure, resting against a gravestone. Lightning flashes, and we see a silohette of the figure, yelling at the sky. Across the screen, white letters say: "HE'S COMING". The white letters drip away, and red letters form on the screen: "NEVERMORE". The screen fades to black.

King: JR...that...that couldn't be...

JR: I don't know King, but...it couldn't be...could it?

The camera cuts to the ring, where Sylvian Grenier is standing, waiving his French Flag. Sean O'Haire music plays, and out comes the Devil's Advocate to a mixed reaction. He gets in the ring, and stares down Grenier.

Sean O'Haire vs Sylvian Grenier


O'Haire stands in the corner, motionless...Grenier seems nervous...He calms himself down, before charging at O'Haire...He drills O'Haire with a right hand...and...DOESN'T PHASE HIM...O'Haire looks down at him, and rears back, and drills him with a right hand...O'Haire irish whips him, and when Grenier comes back, O'Haire nails him with a stiff karate kick...O'Haire lifts up Grenier, and puts him in the powerbomb position...O'Haire hoists him up into a crucifix, and drops him hard with a Cruel Intentions, folding Grenier up...Cover...One...Two...Three!

winner via pinfall, Sean O'Haire

JR: Another impressive victory by Sean O'Haire. What sheer power.

King: He just tossed Sylvian Grenier, a former World Tag Team Champion, around like he was nothing.

The camera cuts backstage, and Shawn Michaels is grabbing something to drink at the catering table, when he hears a voice.

Voice: Well, well, well. Shawn Michaels...The Has Been Kid.

The camera pans back, and reveals Chris Jericho!

Michaels: What the hell do you want Chris?

Jericho: Down boy. I relize you harbor all this hostility, seeing as how I've made your little preacher ass tap in the middle of the ring. I've made you look in the mirror and realize that you're way past your prime. Hell, I've made you realize that even in your prime, you still, were no Chris Jericho...The HighLight of the Night! The King of Bling Bli...

Jericho gets cuts off when Shawn Michaels drills him with a left hand. The two men start brawling, and eventually some refs and backstage officials stop the fight. The two men are yelling for each other, when Piper walks between them.

Piper: So you two want to kill each other. So be it. Tonight, it will be Y2J Chris Jericho going one on one with Shawn Michaels. Now both of you, get the hell out of here.

Piper walks away, as Shawn and Jericho stare each other down.

JR: I can't believe it. Shawn Michaels vs Chris Jericho...TONIGHT!

King: Yeah, but JR, now it's time for Big Poppa Pump to defend his United States Championship.

The camera cuts to the ring.

AJ Styles' music plays, and he comes out to a decent ovation. He gets in the ring. "Holla, If Ya Hear Me..."...Big Poppa Pump Scott Steiner walks out to huge heat.


JR: You've got to think thoughts of Rhyno are racing somewhere in his mind.

King: Are you kidding? After the beating he laid down, I don't think we have to worry about Rhyno for months.

United States Championship
AJ Styles vs Scott Steiner


Steiner stares at Styles...Styles doesn't seem nervous, and he runs full speed at Steiner...He knocks Steiner back into the corner, and unloads on him...Steiner covers himself up, trying to stop the blows...In a display of power, Steiner shoves Styles half way across the ring...Styles hops back up to his feet, and charges again...Steiner gets drilled with a few punches before launching Styles across the ring again...Styles gets up, and Steiner charges ta him with a clothesline, taking his head off...Steiner flexes his bicep, and brings it slowly up to kiss it...After the kiss, he drops an elbow across Styles' throat...Steiner covers...One...T-Steiner lifts Styles back, and yells "Not Yet."

Steiner stands Styles up, and presses him over his head...He benches him a few more times, before dropping Styles behind him...Styles lands with a sickening thud, and Steiner raises his arms out, gloating...Steiner lifts Styles up, and nails him with a stiff reverse Russian leg sweep...Cover...One...Two...Thr-Kick Out!...Styles kicked out!

Steiner stands up, and has an amazed look in his eyes...He lifts Styles up, and irish whips him...Steiner goes for a back body drop, but Styles flips over him, and goes for a sunset flip...Steiner is doing his best to keep his balance, as is Styles trying to get Steiner to rotate over...Steiener finally gets his balance...Steiner looks down, and throws a right hand straight at Styles, but Styles quickly slides out of the way...Steiner punches the canvas hard...He stands up, holding his hand...Steiner turns around, and Styles drills him with a drop kick...Steiner staggers back against the ropes...Styles runs and dumps Steiner over the top rope!...Steiner slowly gets to his feet, when Styles leaps off the turnbuckle to the floow, taking out Steiner with a high cross body...Styles lifts Steiner up, and rolls him into the ring...Styles climbs the turnbuckle...Steiner stands up, and Styles comes off with a Shooting Styles Press (Shooting Star Splash), but Steiner moves!...Styles hits the ground hard...Steiner slowly walks over to Styles, and lifts him up...Steiner Screwdriver!...Steiner covers...One...Two...Steiner stops?...Steiner gets up, and looks at the entry way, as Rhyno runs into the ring...Rhyno runs at Steiner, and Steiner tries to clothesline him, but Steiner ducks...Rhyno comes back on the rebound, and gores the hell out of Steiner!...The ref calls for the bell.

winner via DQ, and STILL United States Champion, Scott Steiner

JR: The Man Beast is taking it to Steiner.

King: That's not right! Rhyno has no business being out here.

JR: It may not be right, but it sure as hell is deserved.

Rhyno grabs the United States Championship, and stands over Steiner. He talks trash, and stares at the belt. Rhyno drops the belt on Steiner, who is still in the fetal position holding his gut. Rhyno leavs the ring, as Raw goes to a commercial.

Commercial

Raw comes back, and highlights are quickly shown explaining how the Michaels/Jericho match was made ealier tonight.

JR: Were back, and what a match we have next. The tie breaker between Shawn Michaels and Chris Jericho.

King: All of this started just like Jericho said: Shawn Michaels is jealous of him.

JR: Well King, I don't think that's it, but of course, I'm not Shawn Michaels.

The millenium clock countsdown: 5...4...3...2...1...BOOM!...Chris Jericho walks out to ungodly heat. He struts down to the ring. "I Think I'm Cute, I know I'm Sexy..." Shawn Michaels comes out to a great ovation. He gets in the ring, and the pyro goes off as he removes his entrance attire.

Shawn Michaels vs Chris Jericho


The two men stand in the ring...The crowd starts buzzing, knowing the intensity that has gone into this rivalry over the past year...Shawn smiles, and Jericho stares at him...They move in, and lock up...Shawn gets the advantage with a wrist lock...Jericho tries to elbow out of it, but can't...Jericho quickly reverses it...Michaels reverses it again, and this time, takes out the legs of Jericho as well...Shawn puts Jericho in a reverse head lock, and slowly lifts him back up to his feet...Shawn quickly spins it around to a waistlock...Jericho elbows Shawn, and switches to his own waistlock...Jericho lifts Shawn high, and slams him to the mat...Jericho slowly brings him and Michaels back to their feet...He runs Michaels at the ropes, and tries to roll him up, but Shawn holds on, and Jericho rolls back himself...Jericho stands up, and Michaels takes him down with a clothesline...Michaels lifts Jericho up, and irish whips him...Jericho comes back, and Shawn goes for an early sweet chin music, but Jericho ducks....Jericho goes off the ropes again, and nails Shawn with a flying forearm...Jericho does a kick flip up, just to mock Shawn...Jericho climbs the turnbuckle...When Shawn stands, Jericho nails him with a spinning elbow...Jericho stands up, yelling "Come on BABY!"....Jericho goes for the lionsault, but Shawn gets his knees up...Jericho rolls on the ground, holding his stomach...Shawn kick flips up, and the crowd pops huge...Shawn settles Jericho, and stomps on his face...Shawn lifts Jericho up, and gives him an Atomic Drop...Jericho holds himself, and Shawn take shim down with a lariat...Cover...One...Two...Kick Out!

Shawn lifts Jericho up, and gives him a European uppercut, backing him into the ropes...Shawn irish whips Jericho, and Jericho grabs the ropes, and leaves the ring...Jericho is waiving "forget it", and begins walking up the ramp...The ref starts counting, when Shawn leaves the ring...Shawn runs down Jericho, and attacks him from behind...Shawn grabs Jericho, and suplexes him onto the steel ramp...Shawn irish whips Jericho hard into the side of the ring...The ref is counting still, but Michaels breaks up the count, than rolls back out...Jericho is starting to stand, and Michaels boots him in the gut...Jericho hunches over, and Shawn gives him a forearm uppercut...Jericho falls back on knee...Michaels grabs him, and throws him shoulder first into the steel steps...Jericho yells in pain, but Shawn doesn't stop...Michaels lifts up Jericho, and throws him shoulder first into he steel pole, before finally rolling Jericho into the ring...Jericho is motionless, and Michaels starts to feel it...He climbs to the second turnbuckle, and leaps off with an elbow drop...He CONNECTS!...Cover...One...Two...Thre-KICK OUT...Unbelieveable!

Jericho is exhausted, and Michaels seems frustrated...Michaels stands Jericho up, and gives him a tear drop suplex...Jericho's holding his shoulder...Michaels sets up for Sweet Chin Music...Jericho stands...Michaels unloads, but Jericho catches his foot...Jericho spinds Shawn around, and clotheslines the hell out of him!....Both men fall, but neither can do anything...Shawn starts to stir first, followed by Jericho...Michaels stands, and knees Jericho...He irish whips him...When Jericho comes back, Shawn takes him down with a flying fist...Shawn gets up, and again motions for Sweet Chin Music...He stops...The crowd starts booing, as The Rock makes his way down to the ring...The Rock stands ouside the ring, smirking at Shawn...Michaels is yelling, mouthing off at The Rock...Rocky just stares, and the ref leaves the ring, and starts arguing with the Rock to leave...While this is going on, Jericho recovers, and sneaks behind Shawn...He gives a low blow...Michaels spins around in pain...Jericho stalks behind Michaels and nails him with a sleeper drop...Jericho locks Shawn in the Walls of Jericho (Liontamer style)...Rock turns the ref around, and the ref quickly slides into the ring...Shawn is doing his best not to tap...The Rock removes his glasses, and steps right up to the ropes...He's smirkin, and shaking his head no...Rock mouths "Don't tap Shawn, don't tap."...Michaels eyes get wide, and tries reaching for the ropes, but the pain is too much...Shawn Michaels taps!

winner via submission, Chris Jericho

King: Jericho did it! He beat Shawn Michaels fair and square!

JR: Are you crazy King? If it wasn't for The Rock...

King: I didn't see him lay a finger on Michaels.

JR: Yes, but he did distract him.

King: Michaels shouldn't get distracted so easy.

After the match, Jericho gloats to the crowd, posing all the way up the ring. Shawn is in pain, and when he looks up, he locks eyes with The Rock. The Rock just laughs, and walks up the ramp.

The camera cuts to the back, and Terri is standing by with Booker T.

Terri: Booker T, tonight, you're heading into a non title match with the World Heavyweight Champion, Edge. One has to think that if you win this match, it makes you an immediate contender for his title.

Booker: That's right, and that's how it's gonna go down, cuz the Booker Man is go out there whip some ass, and pin that little blonde's ass for the one...two...three. Once that happens, no one can deny me my shot at the Wolrd Heavyweight Championship. Now Can You Dig That....SUC...

A commotion cuts Booker off. We see a bunch of refs and backstage officials holding Test back. Test is yelling at Booker.

Test: Oh yeah Book. What a joke. How about you forget these pipe dreams and fight me man? What, you scared?

Booker tries attacking Test, but the refs stop him. The two men keep trash talking, as Test gets lead away.

Booker: I'll get you punk, I'll get you.

JR: Things are exloding here King. Fans, stay tuned!

Commercial

Raw comes back, and we hear "Can You Dig It....SUCKKKAAA"...Booker T comes out to a great ovation. He sets off the pyro, and walks down to the ring. The lights go dark. "You Think You Know ME?..." Edge comes out to a nearly unanimous horus of boos. He has his World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. He slides into the ring, and takes his belt off. He takes his sunglasses and jacket off without ever losing his stare on Booker T.

Non-Title Match
Booker T vs Edge (c)


Edge and Booker T go to lock up, but Edge boots him in the gut...Booker hunches over in pain, and Edge clubs him down to his knees...Booker starts to stand, and Edge runs off the ropes...He drills Bookr with a swinging neck breaker...Edge lifts Booker up, and Irish whips him into the corner...Edge charges, but Booker nails him with an elbow...Edge backs out holding his mouth...Booker walks out, and when Edge turns, he drills him with a right hand...Booker drills him with two more right hands, knocking Edge down...Booker goes to lift Edge up...He grabs him by the head, but Edge jacks him in the gut...Edge nails him again, and Booker backs off...Edge runs and takes Booker down with a bulldog...Edge covers...One...Two...Kick Out!

Edge lifts up Booker T, and tosses him out of the ring...The ref is yelling at Edge, but Edge ignores him and walks out...Booker stands up, and Edge meets him with a right hand...Booker stumbles backwards, and Edge follows...Edge grabs Booker, and drives him back first into the barricade...Edge stays holding on, and does it again...Edge stares at the ref, and breaks the count...He rolls back up, and grabs the prone Booker T...Edge kicks Booker in the head...Booker falls, and Edge kicks him a few more times, until he's by the announcer's booth...Edge lifts Booker up, and slams him face first into the table...Booker falls backwards, holding his face in pain...Edge grabs Booker, and puts him on his shoulder...He runs at the ringpost, but Booker slides off, and shoves Edge face first into the pole...Edge's head bounces off with a sickening thud...Booker grabs Edge, and rolls him back into the ring...One...Two...Kick Out!

Booker's eyes are wide in amazement...He lifts Edge up, and whips him into the ropes...Edge comes back, and Booker nails him with a twisting clothesline...Booker lifts Edge up, and goes for the Bookend, but Edge elbows his way out of it...Booker staggers back, and Edge quickly grabs his head, and plants him with an Edge-O-Matic...Edge covers...One...Two...Kick Out!

Edge seems a litle frustrated, but doesn't lose his cool...He gets up, and stares at Booker T, who's just starting to move...Edge waits...When Booker stands, Edge drills him with a spinning heel kick...Edge lifts Booker T up, and gives him a back suplex...Edge lifts Booker T up, and irish whips him into the corner...Edge runs in with a shoulder, but Booker moves and Edge hits the steel ringpost...Edge kind of hangs there for a minute...While he's hanging, Booker T gets a running start and kicks Edge in the ass, driving his shoulder harder into the steel...Edge is motionless, and Booker T pulls him out from between the turnbuckles...Booker lays Edge down, and climbs up the turnbuckle...The crowd is buzzing, and Booker makes a rotating hesture with his hands as he climbs...Booker comes off with a Houston Hangover...Cover...One...Two...Thr-KICK OUT...He Kicked OUT!

Booker is even more amazed...He lifts Edge up, and irish whips him...Edge comes back, and Booker plants him with a hard spinebuster...Edge is lying motionless...Booker pops up, and raises his hands to a huge pop...He stares at his hand, and drops to one knee...Booker gives the crowd a huge Spin-a-Rooni!...Booker lifts Edge up, and kicks him in the gut...Booker comes off the ropes, and leaps up with a scissors kick...but...Edge Moves!...Booker misses, and when he lands on the ground, Edge boots him in the gut and nails the Edgecution out of nowhere...Both men are down, and neither can get up...The ref starts his 10 count...Edge manages to crawl over to Booker...He covers...One...Two...Thre-KICK OUT!

Edge gets to a knee, and brushes the hair out of his eyes...He looks at Booker, and leaves the ring...He shove sthe timekeeper out of his chair, and grabs it...Edge rolls back in, and prepares to hit Booker, when the ref steps in his way...Booker stands up, and Edge tries to swing, but misses!...Edge turns around, and Booker goes for a crecent kick, but Edge moves, and Booker takes down the ref...Edge turns around, and Booker gives him a huge Bookend...Booker covers, but there's no ref...One...Two...Three...Four...Five...Still no ref...Suddenly, the crowd starts booing...Test runs down to the ring, and hops on the apron...Booker runs at him,a nd swings a wild roundhouse, but Test ducks, and gives Booker a guillotine...Booker starts to fall backwards, right into a recovered Edge, who gives him a huge Downward Spiral...Edge covers right as the ref comes to...One...Two...Three!

winner via pinfall, Edge

JR: Edge just stole a victory from Booker T. That young man has chnaged so much, it's hard to believe it's still him. And that no good bastard Test...

King: It doesn't look like Test is done yet.

Test climbs in, and starts laying the boots to Booker T. Edge is handed his belt, when he looks over and sees this. Edge taps Test on the shoulder. When Test turns around, Edge decks him with his belt to a huge ovation. Edge lifts Test up, and gives him a downward spiral! Edge kicks him out of the ring.

JR: I can't believe what I'm seeing!

Edge hels Booker T up to another huge ovation. Edge lifts Booker T's hand in the air, pointing to him, and smiling. Booker T seems confused, but goes along with it. Suddenly, Edge kicks Booker T with a low blow. Booker T hunches over in pain. Edge puts the belt up near his face, and starts talking trash. Edge puts the bel on the ground, and gives Booker T a brutal Edgecution otno the championship belt busting him open.

JR: Dammit, I spoke to soon. That no good...

King: JR, Please.

Edge poses to more heat than he's ever had. Suddenly the crowd pop big time. Kurt Angle enters the ring through the crowd. He picks up the chair Edge dropped, and waits. Edge cocks his head sideways, and slowly turns around. Angle drills him with a brutal chairshot, busting open Edge and denting the chair. Angle gives out a loud "WHOOOO". Angle opens the chair, and sets it up. He lifts Edge up, and gives him an Angle Slam onto the chair, breaking it. Angle pops back up, and lets out another "WHOOOO". A group of refs run down, and Angle quickly exits the ring, and runs out back through the crowd.

JR: Hell Yes! Hell Yes! Kurt Angle has shown Edge he's serious tonight.

King: How can you support a sneak attack like that? what makes Edge worse?

JR: Kurt Angle has a motive. I never said I support the attack, but damn, that's what Edge deserved.

The camera cuts backstage to Piper's office. There's a knock on the door.

Piper: Come in.

Shawn Michaels walks in.

Shawn: Piper, I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. I want to settle this crap with The Rock.

Piper: Well, you better not be telling me anything, but you know what, I was thinking the same thing. That's why I've booked Shawn Michaels vs The Rock at Unforgiven: Icon vs Icon.

Shawn: Good. Good.

Shawn leaves, and the camera cuts to Triple H's locker room. The Game is warming up, and Flair is giving him last minute advice.

JR: Triple H vs his mystery opponent in a steel cage: NEXT!

Commercial


Raw comes back, and the arena goes black. "Time to Play the Game"...Triple H comes out to huge heat. Ric Flair follows, as Triple H goes through his normal entrance. The lights come on, and he grabs a mic.

Triple H: Ok, Piper, let's get on with it. You going to tell me or not?

The bagpipes wail, and Piper walks out. He grabs smiles slyly at Triple H.

Piper: Well I guess I've kept you in suspense long enough. Allow me to introduce your opponent...

The lights go out, and a gong is heard...The crowd is going crazy, when we hear, "Dead Man Walking"...The loud roar of an engine is heard, and The Undertaker wheels down to the ring. He stops his bike, and gets off.

JR: BY GAWD, BY GAWD, IT'S THE UNDERTAKER!

King: But he's on Smackdown!?

JR: I guess he's not anymore!

Triple H is visibly afraid. He watches as The Undertaker enters the ring. Undertaker stares at Triple H, as the cage lowers around him. Triple H is spinning around nervously, as the cage clicks into place.

Piper: And just in case you were wondering, there's no pinfall victory. You have to touch both feet to the ground.

Cage Match (blue cage)
The Undertaker vs Triple H w/ Ric Flair


Triple H is hunching away, as The Undertaker walks towards him...Triple H immediately tries scaling the cage, but Taker grabs him by his hair and snaps him hard to the ground...Taker grabs Triple H by the throat with both hands...He lifts Triple H up, and tosses him into the corner...Taker unloads with a series of lefts and rights, bringing out the boxer in him...Triple H falls to the ground, and Undertaker starts stomping away at him...Undertaker backs off, and allows Triple H to regroup...Triple H slowly gets to his feet, and Taker charges with a splash...Triple H folds into himself, and falls to the ground...Undertaker grabs Taker again with both hands by the throat...Taker lifts Triple H high, before tosing him into the blue steel...Triple H falls split legged onto the top rope...The crowd laughs as Taker shakes the rope up and down, crushing Triple H's boys...Triple H slides off to the side and falls hard between the cage and the ropes...Taker grabs him, and hoists him up on his shoulder...Taker drives Triple H's face into the steel...Triple H falls helpless to the canvas and Taker signals for the Last Ride...He lifts Triple H up, and goes to put him in the powerbomb position, but Triple H gives him a low blow...Undertaker lets go, and grabs himself in pain...Triple H walks behind Undertaker, and chops out his leg...Undertaker falls, and grabs his knee in pain...Triple H stands up, and gets a demented smile on his face as Undertaker squirms in pain...Triple H grabs Taker's leg, and gives him an elbow drop...Undertaker yells, and Triple H's smile gets even bigger...Triple H stands up, and does it again...Triple H gets up, and walks over to the side, and listens to a few words of advice from Flair...Triple H grabs Triple H by the leg, and pulls him over to the ropes...He places his leg on the bottom rope...Triple H uses the ropes as leverage, and drops all his weight onto Undertaker's knee...Triple H grabs his leg again, and stomps on it a few times before applying his modified Indian Deathlock...Taker is yelling in pain...Trips applied the pressure by grabbin the ropes...Taker tries reaching Triple H, but can't...He falls back again in pain...Taker sits up,and reaches again, but this time reaches Triple H...He hammers Triple H with a few right hands until Triple H releases the hold...Undertaker tries to stand up, but his leg gives in...Triple H stands up, and immediately pounces on Taker...He drills Undertaker with several right hands and a knee to the face...Taker falls back to the ground, and Triple H yells for the door to open...Triple h gets his first leg through, when Taker reaches out and grabs his leg...Triple H is trying to shake it off, but Taker refuses to let go...Undertaker manages to stand while holding his leg and grabs Triple H by the throat...In an incredible adrenaline rush, Taker lifts Triple H up and chokeslams him staright to hell...Undertaker stumbles to his feet, and yells for the door to open...The ref open it and Taker goes to leave when Ric Flair slams the door shut on Taker...Undertaker gets busted open by the force of the door...The ref start arguing with Flair, and Flair threatens to attack him as well!...Triple H starts to stir, as does Taker...Taker gets up first, but Triple H kicks him in the gut...Triple H puts him between his legs and nails a pedigree!...Triple H yells for the door to open...It opens, and he steps out, and make sit to the floor!

winner via escaping from the cage, Triple H

JR: That damn Flair, he screwed The Undertaker.

King: That's not what matters. All that matters is that Triple h has defeated The Undertaker here tonight.

Triple H and Flair celebrate, but Triple H looks back at the recovering Undertaker. He looks under the ring, and pulls out his sledgehammer! Triple H enters the ring again. He trash talks Taker, taunting him with the sledgehammer. Triple H rears back to nail him in the back, when Eddie Guerrero axe handles him from behind...Eddie starts stomping the hell out of Triple H to huge pops. He's doing good until Ric Flair attacks him from behind. Eddie manages to fight off Flair, but once Triple H starts brawling, the numbers game comes into play. Eddie is suffering a beat down, when Undertaker chokeslams Flair. Triple H tries attacking Taker, but taker boots him in the gut, and gives Triple H the Last Ride. The crowd is going crazy, when Undertaker points to the corner of the cage. Teh camera moves up, and on top of the cage, 25 feet high, Eddie Guerrero nails Triple H with a Frog Splash. Eddie Guerrero's music plays, and the Taker helps him up. Taker pats him on the back as a sign of respect.

JR: Eddie Guerrero makes the save, and I think he earned The Undertaker's respect in the process.

King: Eddie Guerrero had no purpose out here and I...

JR: Wait...I'm recieving word something's going on in the parking lot.

The camera cuts to the parking lot.

Kurt Angle is in the parking lot, standing next to a car with four flat tires.

Angle: EDGE!!!! Where are you?

Suddenly, Edge attacks Angle from behind. Edge hammers him down to the ground.

Edge: You want me? You got me.

Edge lifts Angle up, and throws him face first through the window of the car. Edge laughs, and walks away. The camera focuses in on the blood dripping on the broken glass and than on Angle's body, which is hanging halfway in the car.

JR:....By...Gawd...

End of Raw
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Highlights are shown explaining the bitter feud Angle and Edge have waged against each other over the past few weeks.

The pyro explodes as Raw comes on the air, LIVE! The camera spins around the arena, and focuses on the announcer's booth.


JR: Welcome everyone to another episode of WWE Monday Night Raw. We have an exciting night planned, and from what I've heard, Kurt Angle is in the building.

King: What is Kurt Angle doing here? Shouldn't he be in the hospital after going through that window last week?

JR: I'm not sure the extent of Angle's injuries, but we know after that horrorific attack by Edge last week, there's no way Angle's at 100%.

King: 100%? There's no way he's at 50%.

JR: Well you may be right King, but let's get straight to our first match, Eddie Guerrero vs Ric Flair.

King: This match is unfair. Why does Ric Flair have to wrestle? Hell, why does Eddie Guerrero get to step into the ring with Ric Flair?

JR: Well King, I don't see anything wrong witht his match.

Viva La Rassa...Eddie Guerrero comes out to a huge ovation. He gets in the ring, and stretches. "WHOOOO..." Ric Flair walks out to huge heat. He struts down to the ring, remoes his robe, and the bell sounds.

Eddie Guerrero vs Ric Flair


Flair and Eddie circle each other, and Eddie goes to lock up, but Flair gives him a thumb to the eye...Eddie staggers back, holding his eye, and Flair goes after him...Flair gives Eddie a few shots to the head, and backs him into the corner...Flair gives Eddie several chops to the chest, and the crowd "WHOOOO's" after each one...Eddie takes a few chops, but grabs Flair and tosses him into the corner...Eddie unloads with his own chops, and Flair walks out of the corner and falls flat on his face...Eddie lifts Flair up, and takes him right back down with a snap suplex...Eddie stands up to a huge ovation...Flair slowly stands up, and Eddie takes him down with a shoulder block...Eddie runs off the ropes, and Flair drops down...Eddie hops over him, and comes off the ropes again...Flair stands up, and takes Eddie down with an arm drag...Flair doesn't let go and keeps the pressure on Eddie's shoulder...Eddie is in pain, and he slowly gets to a knee, and than to his feet...With his free hand, Eddie manages to punch Flair off of him...Eddie goes off the ropes, and takes Flair down with a flying head scissors...Eddie waits, and when Flair stands, he takes him down with a clothesline...Eddie stalks Flair, and when he stands again, Eddie again takes him down with a clothesline...Eddie lifts Flair up, and chops him into the corner...Eddie irish whips Flair hard into the corner, and Flair tumbles over the ropes to the floor...Eddie climbs the turnbuckle...Eddie leaps off with a flying axe handle, but Flair moves, and Eddie hits the barricade head first...Flair sets up Eddie, and gives him a stiff right hand, dropping him...Flair yells at a fan, and than turns his attention back to Eddie...The narture boy drills Eddie with a few knees to the face, before standing him up...He chops Eddie hard one more time, and tosses him back into the ring...Eddie tries to stand, and Flair quickly scrapes his eyes...Flair scoops the legs out from underneath Eddie...He grabs Eddie's right leg, and gives out a loud "WHOOOOO!"...Flair wraps Eddie up into a perfect figure four leg lock...Eddie is yelling in pain...Eddie occasionally drops his shoulders, and the ref counts for a pin, but Eddie quickly raises his shoulders...The fans are pumping Eddie up, as he tries to twist Flair over...Flair is doing his best to prevent this, but can't stop Latino Heat...Eddie twist him around, and all the pressure surges thorugh Flair's legs!...Flair quickly breaks the hold...Both men slowly stand up...Flair turns around, and Eddie quickly gives him an atomic drop...Eddie boots Flair in the gut, and grabs him in a front face lock...Eddie gives Flair One...Two...Three...FOUR BRAINBUSTERS!...Eddie covers...One...Two...Kick Out!...Eddie is frustrated, and he lifts Flair up...He drops him with a body slam, and climbs the top rope...Eddie sets up for the frog splash, but Flair kicks the ref into the ropes, dropping Eddie hard onto the turnbuckle...Flair hurries over to Eddie, and flips him off the turnbuckle...Flair irish whips Eddie...Eddie comes off with a huracarana, but Flair reverses it with a modified powerbomb into a cover!...Flair grabs the ropes for leverage...One...Two...THREE!

winner via pinfall, Ric Flair

JR: The dirtiest plyer in the game just stole a match from Eddie Guerrero!

King: What are you talking about JR? Ric Flair is a legend! He beat Eddie just like we all know he should.

after the match, Flair stands up triumphantly. He raises his hands, when Eddie clotheslines him down to a huge ovation! Eddie lifts Flair up, and plants him with a suplex. Eddie climbs the top rope, and leaps off with a frog splash, this time connecting! Eddie pops up to an incredible pop. The fans cheers turn to boos when The Game, Triple H takes down Eddie from behind. Triple H puts the boots to Eddie, as does Flair when he stands. Triple H lifts Eddie up, boots him in the gut, and goes for the pedigree, when the gong sounds! Triple H stares, as The Undertaker comes running down to the ring. Triple H and Flair quickly exit the ring as Taker slides in. "Deadman Walking" plays, as Triple H and Flair retreat to the back. Taker quickly checks on Eddie, and than goes back to his staredown with Triple H.

JR: The Phenom has cleared the ring!

King: What's he doing down there?

JR: It looks to me like he's whipping ass and making Triple H and Ric Flair run to the back like some scowlded dogs.

The camera cuts to the back, where Terri is standing by with AJ Styles.

Terri: AJ, tonight you get a chance for WWE gold when you go one on one with Hayabusa.

Styles: When you're as phenomenal as AJ Styles, you learn to...

Styles is cut off when another man walks in. It's Chris Jericho!

Jericho: Shut The HELL up! I don't know what's more of a travesty, that someone like you gets a title shot, or that Chris Jericho, the Living Legend, doesn't have a match heading into Unforgiven. I'm the God Damn King of the World, and I can;t even get an opponent? So here's an open challenge to anyone: who's got the testicular fortitude to go one on one with Chris...

Jericho is cut off when Style staps him on ths shoulder. Jericho turns to him annoyed.

Jericho: What the hell do you want junior.

Styles: You want a match Jericho? You got a match. Right here, me and you, one on one.

Jericho (with a slight smirk): Me? And, heh, YOU? HA! Alright junior, alright. I'll give you your first taste of greatness when you step into the ring with me Sunday.

Jericho walks away laughing to himself.

Terri: Wow, what are your thoughts going into your title match now.

Styles: I've got a title to win.

Styles walks off, as Raw goes to it's first commercial

Commercial

Raw comes back, and the bag pipes wail. The GM of Raw, Rowdy Roddy Piper makes his way down to a great ovation. Piper gets in the ring, and grabs a mic.

Piper: I know you all were looking forward to a Light Heavyweight Match, but after what happened, I felt the need to come out here, and well, hell, I'm the GM, so who's going to stop me. In seven days, Raw is going to be live in Hershey, PA with Unforgiven. Let's look at what we have. We have Triple H and Ric Flair who seem to always have their noe where it doesn't belong. Well I know two men who would LOVE to get their hands on you, and that's Eddie Guerrero and The Undertaker. So I've taken the pleasure of booking a tag match between these four men at Unforgiven. Right before the break, we also saw AJ Styles challenge Chris Jericho. Well sicne both men seem so eager, I figured, why the hell not. Also, it will be Rhyno challenging Scott Steiner for his United States Championship. In an epic Icon vs Icon match, for the first time ever, we are going to see The Rock versus The HeartBreak Kid, Shawn Michaels. Now I've thought about this match, and I;ve decided to make a little change. When Shawn asked me for that match, I had no problem granting it. But it's now going to be a no disqualification match! (POP) Over the past few weeks, I've watches Booker T and Test attack eachother back and forth, going for blood. Well the contract is signed, and these two will settle their differnces. The Light Heavyweight Champion has had his hands full with a mystery man who attacks when the lights are out. Whoever you are, if you want a shot at Hayabusa so bad, you got it if you show your face TONIGHT! And fianlly, the Main Event. It'll be the World Heavyweight Champion Edge, going one on one with Kurt Angle. Now...

Piper is cut off when "Medals" plays, blowing the roof off the arena! Kurt Angle walks out with several bandages on his head. He slowly walks down to the ring. Angle grabs a mic, and gets right in Piper's face.

Angle: Piper. He's hit me with chairs. He's thrown me through a damn window. He's made me bleed. He's given me a concussion. I'm not waiting until Unforgiven. I want Edge now. And if you don't give me Edge, well, let's just say it's going to be hard to have a pay per view when everyone has broken freakin' ankles.

Piper: First off, you need to step back from face and lose a little of the bass in your voice.

Angle doesn't move. Piper stares, smirks, and takes a step back.

Piper: I know how much you want Edge. If I was you, I'd feel the same way. But like I said, you two go one on one at Unforgiven.

Angle: That's not good enough.

Piper: I said one on one, I didn't say I wouldn keep him away from you. Tha's why I've booked the main event tonight: Kurt Angle teaming up with Shawn Michaels to take on Edge...and...The Rock!

Angle: You'd better have a back up plan.

Piper: For What?

Angle: Unforgiven.

Piper: Unforgiven, huh. Why's that.

Angle: How can you have a PPV when your World Heavyweight Champion doesn't have an ankle.

Angle drops the mic, and walks away, never breaking eye contact with Piper. "Medals" plays again, as Angle leaves the ring, with a menacing look of determination on his face. Raw fades to a commercial.

Commercial


Raw comes back, and the camera is on the announcers.

JR: Welcome back to Raw, and what an explosive night it has already been.

King: I don't know what Piper's thinking allowing someone as unstable as Kurt Angle to be in the arena.

JR: I think Piper made Kurt Angle fairly happy after booking that tag match for later tonight.

King: Yeah, but what about what Angle said. He said he's going to break Edge's ankle.

JR: He may very well, but we'll have to wait and see. Up next though, it's the Light Heavyweight match-up between AJ Styles against the champion Hayabusa, who as always will have Sonny Ono with him.

King: What do you think of these attacks on Hayabusa and Sonny Ono.

JR: I don't know who it is, but after what Piper said, I expect we'll know by the end of the night!

"Cocky" plays, and out comes AJ Styles to a decent reaction. He gets in the ring, and poses for the crowd. Hayabusa's music plays, and out comes Hayabusa, followed by Sonny Ono, who has the Light Heavyweight belt on his arm.

Light Heavyweight Championship
AJ Styles vs Hayabusa (c) w/ Sonny Ono


Styles and Hayabusa lock up...Styles goes behind with a waist lock...Hayabusa reverses it, and puts Styles in one...Styles reaches through his leg, and pulls out Hayabusa's leg, tripping him down...Styles holds onto Hayabusa's leg, and twists him around into a modified half boston crab...Hayabusa is in pain, and while the ref isn't looking, Ono helps him get his hand to the rope...The ref sees Hayabusa on the rope, and makes Styles break the hold...Styles releases it, and looks at Ono, who is doing his best to look unsuspicious...Styles walks over to the ropes, and points at Ono...Styles turns around, and Hayabusa drills him with a super kick...Styles gets hit so hard, he falls out of the ring...Hayabusa goes to leave the ring, but the ref stops him...While the ref is distracted, Ono gives Styles several stiff kicks...The ref turns around, and Ono walks away, like he did nothing...Styles manages to get up, and leans against the apron, when Hayabusa drills him with a baseball slide...Hayabusa hops onto the apron, and waits for Styles to stand...AJ gets to his feet, and Hayabusa drills him with an Asai moonsault...Hayabusa slowly gets up, and tosses Styles back itno the ring...Hayabusa hops onto the apron, and drills Styles with a catapult leg drop...He covers...one...two...KICK OUT!...Hayabusa stand sup, and walks at the ref, and turns his attention back to Styles...Hayabusa goes to lift up Styles, but Styles somehow gives him a hard shot to the gut...Hayabusa clubs him in the back, but AJ responds with another shot to the gut...Hayabusa staggers back, and Styles gets to his feet and hits him with another right hand, this time to his head...Styles is starting to feel the energy...He tries taking down Hayabusa with a clothesline, but Hayabusa ducks...Styles turns around, and Hayabusa attempts a spin kick, but Styles ducks, and drills Hayabusa with one of his own!...Hayabusa falls hard...Styles lifts Hayabusa up, and locks him in a waist lock...Hayabusa somehow reverses it on Styles...Hayabusa lauches Styles with a release German, but AJ manages to land on his feet...Styles lifts Hayabusa up, and nails him with the Star Maker (over the shoulder, belly to back piledriver)...Styles covers...One...Two...Thr-KICK OUT!...How did he kick out?...Styles is frustrated, and climbs the top rope...Styles sets up, and launches himself high into the air with the spiral tap, but HAYABUSA MOVES!...Styles lands hard on the canvas, and he arches his back in pain...Both men are down, and the ref starts his 10 count...At about eight, Hayabusa gets to his knees...He crawls over to Styles, and covers...One...Two...Kick Out...Hayabusa slowly gets up...He lifts Styles up, and somehow nails a Falcon Arrow on him...Cover...One...Two...Kick Out!...Hayabusa is obvioulsy frustrated...He stands up, and stomps Styles a few times...Hayabusa lifts him up, and irish whips him...Styles comes back, and Hayabusa takes him down with a hurricarana...Cover...One...Two...Thr-Kick OUT!...Hayabusa stands up, and lifts Styles to his feet...Hayabusa nearly takes his head off with spin kick...Hayabusa climbs to the top rope...He leaps off with the Shooting Star Press...And...MISSES...Styles rolled out of the way...Both men are down again, but Styles gets to his feet first...He goes over to Hayabusa, and drills him with a right hand...Hayabusa tries hitting him back, but Styles blocks it, and rills Hayabusa again...Styles drills him, until Hayabusa is in the corner...Styles lifts Hayabusa up, and puts him on the top turnbuckle...Styles climbs up, and is on the top rope, preparing for a Huricarana, when Ono for the second wek in a row, jumps onto the apron...While the ref is distracted, Hayabusa gives Styles a low blow...Styles falls off, and lands hard as hell onto the mat...Hayabusa quickly stands up, and comes off with a Shooting Star Press...This time, he nails it!...Cover...One...Two...What The HELL?

Before the ref can finish his count, the lights go out.

JR: Oh no. King, we know what this means.

The lights flicker back on, and Hayabusa is standing in the ring, looking towards the entrance, while Ono lays knocked out outside of the ring. The crowd is buzzing, as his assailant is behind him

JR: King, It's ULTIMO DRAGON!

Hayabusa turns around, and Ultimo takes him down with a super kick. Ultimo locks the Dragon Sleeper on him. Hayabusa is tapping, and it takes a swarm of refs to break the hold. Ultimo lets go, and leaves the ring, disappearing through the crowd to an amazing ovation.

JR: i can't believe it. Bah Gawd, Ultimo Dragon is on Raw, and he's going to Unforgiven to face Hayabusa.

King: Who does he think he is attacking our Light Heavyweight Champion like that?

The camera cuts to the backstage area. Rhyno is stretching in his locker room, when Booker T walks in.

Booker: Yo, DAWG! The Booker Man and the Man Beast gonna whip some ass tonight, haha. (Rhyno just kinda stares at Booker while he talks) I'm gonna get my hands on that little bitch Test, drop his ass on the ground, and Dawg, you should see the super sized spin-a-roonie I have planned. It's gonna be off the hook!

Rhyno: Listen. You can dance and jump around all you want. Bottom line, I want Steiner's blood on my hands. He's mine, and you better back off, Book, because nothing will stop me from goring your ass if you get in my way.

Booker steps right into Rhyno's face. He stares at him blankly, before a smile forms across his lips.

Booker: Now that's some intensity dawg. Let's just go out there, and get this shit done, Now can you dig That...SUCKKKKAAAA!

Booker walks out. Rhyno stares at him, and just shakes his head, before continuing his stretches.

JR: Booker T and Rhyno take on Scott Steiner and Test NEXT

Commercial


Raw comes back, and the siren wails. Big Poppa Pump, Scott Steiner walks out wearing his US Title to HUGE heat. He gets in the ring, and flexes, when we hear "Test, Test, This is a Test..." Test walks out to quite possibly even more heat. He gets in the ring, and and he and Steiner appear to be discuzzing strategy. The crowds boos turn to cheers when they hear "Can you dig it....SUCKKKAAAA!!!" Booker T walks out, and sets off the pyro to a huge ovation. He walks down to the ring, and waits outside. "Super Beast" by Rob Zombie plays, and Rhyno walks out to an earth shattering ovation. He walks down, and he and Booker bump fists and slide into the ring.

Tag Match
Booker T and Rhyno vs Test and Scott Steiner (United States Champion)


Booker T immediately starts brawling with Test, as does Steiner and Rhyno...Test and Booker trade right hads, but Booker gets the best of Test, backing him into the ropes...Booker steps back, and charges, clotheslining Test to the floor...Rhyno is hammering Steiner in the corner, and the ref forces Booker to the apron and calls for the bell to begin the match...Rhyno irish whips Steiner across the ring...He charges, but Steiner gets an elbow to the side of Rhyno's head...Rhyno staggers back, and Steiner takes him down with a stiff clothesline...Big Poppa Pump lifts Rhyno up, and irish whips him into his corner...Steiner gives Rhyno a few shoulders to the midsection, before tagging in Test...Steiner wrenches Rhyno's arm, and Test gives Rhyno a hard shot to his exposed rib cage...Rhyno falls to one knee in pain, and Test mocks Booker T acrossed the ring...Booker T ust stares a whole in Test...Test gives Rhyno a huge forearm to the back, knocking Rhyno to the ground...Test motions to Rhyno, and yells at Booker "It's that easy"...Test lifts Rhyno up, and irish whips him...Test charges at Rhyno and drops him with a shoulder block...Test goes off the ropes and drops a big boot acrossed Rhyno's neck...He covers...One...Two...Kick Out...Test stands up irritated...He puts the boots to Rhyno, kicking him until he hangs on the middle rope...Test runs off the ropes, and drops a knee hard into Rhyno's prone back...Rhyno lets out a grunt in pain...Test walks over and starts trash talking with with Booker...Booker talks smack back, and Test smacks him...Booker immediately tries getting in the ring...Test drops back scared behind the ref, as the ref tells Booker to leave the ring...While the ref is distracted, Steiner slides in, and puts the boots to Rhyno...Test joins him, and eventually goes to the apron, clapping his hands in the air so the ref thinks they made a tag...The ref turns around, and stares suspiciously at Steiner, who is poundong right hands into the head of Rhyno...Steienr stands up, and raises his hands triumphantly...Steiner lifts Rhyno up, and wraps his arms around him...Steiner twists Rhyno around with a huge belly to belly suplex...Steiner covers...One...Two...Kick Out!....How much more punishment can Rhyno take...Steiner lifts Rhyno up, and gives him a forearm to the face...He backs him against the ropes, and irish whips him...Rhyno comes back with a huge GORE!...Boh men are down...After lying there, Rhyno is so bet up, that even after a gore Steiner moves first...Steiner makes his way towards Test, as Rhyno crawls to Booker T...Steienr makes the tag, and Test sprints into the ring, but can't stop Rhyno fron tagging in Booker T!...The crowd goes ballistic, as Booker T hops into the ring...Test walks back, putting his hands in front, gesturing STOP!...Booker T ignores this, and drops Test with a mighty right hand...Steiner tries attacking Booker, but The Book drills him with an elbow knocking him back...Booker sets up, and nails Steiner with a crecent kick...Booker irish whips Test, and gives him a huge back body drop...Booker T is the only man left standing, and the crowd goes crazy!...Booker grabs Test, and sets him up for the bookened, but Steiner gives Booker a low blow that the ref doesn't see...Booker garbs in pain, and Test quickly spin him around and nails the Test Drive...Cover...One...Two...Thr-Broken up by Rhyno!...Rhyno stands up, and Steiner clubs him to the ground from behind, knocking him out of the ring...Steiner follows, and lifts Rhyno up...Steiner goes to irish whips Rhyno into the steel steps, but Rhyno reverses it and tosses Steiner hard into the steel steps...Rhyno lifts up Steiner, and continuously knocks Steiner areound, eventually knocking him over the barricade...The ref tries to stop them, as the two monsters battle through the crowd...In the ring, Booker and Test are both up...Test drills Booker, and irish whips him...Test goes for the big boot, but Booker ducks...Test turns around, and Booker plants him with another Book End...Booker covers, but there's no ref to count, he's to busy trying to get Rhyno and Steiner back into the ring...Booker gets up, and goes to the ropes, yelling at the ref to get back in...The ref hears Book, and runs back into the ring...Booker covers...One...Two...Kick out...Booker is in shock...The camera quickly shows Rhyno and Steiner, who are almost out of sight, brawling through the crowd...The camera gets back on the ring...Booker lifts Test up, and boots him in the gut...Booker comes off with a Scissors Kick, but Test moves...Booker wiffs, and Test quickly sets him up for the pump handle slam...Booker is wiggling, and manages to slide off his shoulders...Booker shoves Test into the ropes...test comes back, and goes for the big boot, but again Booker ducks, but this time, Test nails the ref...Test turns around, and Booker hita him with a running lariat, dumping him out of the ring...Booker follows...Test stands up, and Booker lays into him with a punch/chop combo...Test staggers back, and when Booker goes after him, Test thumbs him in the eye...Test rushes over, and grabs a steel chair...Booker moves his hand, and Test drills him with the chair...Test slides Booker in the ring, and lifts him up...He nails an easy Test Drive, and covers...The ref comes to, and makes the count...One...Two...THREE!

winners via pinfall, Test and Scott Steiner

JR: Test wins, but only after that vile chair shot! Well he'll have hell to pay at Unforgiven this Sunday.

King: JR, if Test beat Booker T tonight, he can do it again.

JR: You're impossible King.

Test raises his hands triumphantly. He stares at Booker T on the ground, and starts to laugh. Test walks up the ramp. On the way, he sees Booker recovering on the Titan Tron. Test turns around, and just smirks at Booker, as Booker stares at him with pure determination.

The camera cuts backstage, and we see Steiner laying bloody on the ground, and Rhyno walking away

JR: Good God King!

King: I can't believe Rhyno did that to the genetic freak!

The camera cuts to the locker room, and AJ Styles is sitting on a bench with a towel over his head. The door opens, and in walks Chris Jericho. Styles looks at him, and when he sees who it is, he throws the towel on the ground and gets in his face. Jericho stares at him, before smirking.

Jericho: Easy now, junior, I didn't come here to fight. I came in here to bestow upon you some of my expertise in the world of wrestling. Being the Living Legend that I am, I thought you would like to take notes for our match on Sunday about what a winner looks like. I thought it would onlt be right to give you a fighting chance, cause I mean, you really can't expect to beat someone like me, can you?

Styles stares at Jericho, when suddenly, Styles smacks Jericho acrossed the mouth.

Jericho: Heh. We'll see how much energy you have after I snap your spine in half.

Jericho walks out, and Styles just stares.

The camera cuts back to the ring, and the crowd boos, as the Skyline plays on the Titan Tron. A helicopter shines it's light, Is Cookin' echoes throughout the arena. The Rock walks out onto the stage, and struts down to the ring.

JR: Fans, The Rock isn't scheduled to be here right now...

King: He's The Great One, JR, he can do what he wants!

Rock gets in the ring, and pulls a mic out of his back pocket.

Rock: Finally...The Rock...HAS COME BACK...To...to...to a bunch of rednecks who aren't worth his time. Speaking of people that aren't worth the Rock's time, Shawn Michaels. The Has Been Kid. So you think you have what it takes to go one on one with the Great One? Well The Rock is out here to tell you one thing, and one thing only: EH EH! Fact of the matter is this, Shawn Michaels, you WERE great. You WERE the showstopper. You WERE the Main Event. But time moves on, and Shawn, I AM the showstopper. I AM the Main Event. I AM the ICON. So it all boils down to Unforgiven. The Rock versus Shawn Michaels. Well let The Rock say this: I Guaran-damn-tee you that when it's all said and done, The Rock will once again show the world why he is the Most electrifying Man, in sports entertainment. If Ya SMELLLALALALA...What The Rock...Is...Cookin'.

JR: Strong words from The Rock.

The Rock leaves the ring to a chorus of boos as Raw fades to a commercial.

Commercial


Raw comes back, and we are in the parking lot. Edge arrives at the arena in his street clothes, with his World Heavyweight Championship rested safely on his shoulder. Edge has his bag with him, when suddenly, Terri comes up to him.

Terri: Edge, are you aware that you have been booked in a tag match tonight?

Edge: What??? What the hell are you talking about?

Terri: Earlier tonight, our Rowdy Roddy Piper announced that you will be teaming with The Rock to take on Shawn Michaels and your opponent at Unforgiven, Kurt Angle.

Edge tears his sunglasses off his head, and stares at Terri. He pats his title, raises his head in the air, and takes a deep breath.

Edge: Kurt Angle, huh? That Olympic jackass thinks he has what it takes to beat me for my title. I told him the night I won this belt, and he still hasn't gotten the message, so I'll say it one more time for him. Kurt, you don't have the fire anymore. Look in these eyes. These are a champion's eyes. That's the look of determination that you lost. Your eyes have nothing but a look of satisfaction. Your nothing. Week after week, I've left you bloody, without a prayer to be answered. By the way, how's your head doing? Took a nasty gash last week. Well Kurt, that was NOTHING! You go around saying you're gonna snap my ankle. You haven't done it yet, and I hate to tell you, but you ain't going to do it tonight or at Unforgiven.

Edge pats his belt again, and walks away.

Terri: Some very interesting comments from our World Champion Edge. Back to you guys.

The camera cuts back to the announcer's booth

JR: Thanks Terri.

King: Man, Edge is as intense as I've ever seen him. I'm going on record as saying right now that Kurt Angle doesn't stand a chance!

JR: Well that remains to be seen, but Edge does seem pretty confident. But now it's time fore our next match, CM Pumk will get his chance at glory when he goes one on one with the self proclaimed Living Legend, Chris Jericho.

King: All I can say is I hope AJ Styles is taking notes.

Some rock music plays, and out comes CM Punk to a decent reaction. He gets in the ring, and waits. The Millenium Clock comes: 5....4....3...2...1...BOOM!, "BREAK THE WALLS DOWN!" Chris Jericho walks out to unbelieveable heat. He struts down to the ring, arguing with fans the whole way.

CM Punk vs Chris Jericho


Jericho and Punk circle each other...Jericho singals for a test of strength...Punk accpets, but Jericho boots him in the gut...Jericho clams a forearm down onto Punk's back, knocking him on the ground...Jericho raises his hands triumphantly, and taunts the crowd...Punk gets to a knee, and Jericho kicks him in the head...Jericho grabs the top ropes, and puts the boots to Punk until the ref stops him...Jericho breaks it off and raises his hands triumphantly again...Jericho lifts up Punk and chops him into the corner...Jericho irish whips Punk across the ring, but Punk jumps onto the middle turnbuckle, and nails Jericho with a springboard dropkick...Cover...One...T-Kick Out...Jericho gets up, and Punk dropkicks his knee out from underneath him, dropping Jericho onto his stomach...Punk runs off the ropes and nails the back of Jericho's neck with a dropkick...Punk lifts Jericho up and goes for a DDT, but Jericho throws several right hands into Punk's rib cage...Jericho surprises Punk with a northern lights suplex...Jericho bridges to the cover....One...Two...Kick Out...Jericho gets up and takes Punk's head off with a clothesline...Punk's head slams off the ground, and he grabs it in pain...Jericho lifts Punk up, and chops him once, backing him against the ropes...Jericho irish whips him...Jericho thorws out a dropkick, but Punk hold on, and Jericho wiffs...Jericho gets to a knee, and Punk leaps over him and rolls him for the cover...One...Two...Kick Out...Punk stands Jericho up and irish whips him...Jericho comes back, and Punk drops him with a drop toe hold...Punk climbs up onto the second turnbuckle...Jericho gets to his feet, and Punk leaps off with a blockbuster!...Punk quickly scampers for the cover...One...Two...Kick Out!...Punk stands up shocked...He lifts Jericho up, and gives him a few right hands...Punk goes for a suplex, but Jericho blocks it...Jericho elbows out of it, knocking Punk back a few steps...Jericho goes off the ropes, and Punk drops...Jericho comes back, and takes Punk down with a leaping spinning heel kick...Jericho stands, waiting for Punk...Punk gets to his feet, and Jericho drops him with a single handed running face smasher...Jericho stands up, and smiles cockily at the crowd...Jericho runs off the ropes, and nails a lionsault...One...Two...Thr-Kick Out...He kicked out!...Jericho stands up more frustrated than ever...Jericho stomps Punk a few times, before screaming "It's Over Baby!"...Jericho grabs Punk by his legs...Jericho goes for the Walls of Jericho, but Punk is twisting as much as he can to prevent it...Jericho keeps fighting to get him over, but Punk uses his leg strength and flips Jericho to the ground...Punk and Jericho get up, and Jericho goes for a clothesline, but Punk ducks...Jericho turns around, and Punk takes him down with a jawbreaker...Jericho stands up to one knee, and Punk uses Jericho's knee to propel a knee right into Jericho face...Cover...One...Two...Kick Out...Punk stands up, and lifts Jericho to his feet...Punk tosses Jericho in the corner, and gives him a few right hands...Punk twists Jericho around, and lifts him up onto the turnbuckle, back to the ring...Punk climbs onto the arpon, and climbs up onto the top turnbuckle...Punk lifts Jericho to his feet, and sets up for the Pepsi Plunge, but Jericho gives him a few shots to the ribs...With both men standing on the top rope, Jericho leaps up, and takes Punk crashing to the ground with a hurricanrana...Jericho stands up, and slowly covers Punk...One...Two...THREE!

winner via pinfall, Chris Jericho

JR: By Gawd, that was one of the most high risk moves I have ever seen. That's a move Chris Jericho has only performed in Japan, where it was called the Jericho Spike.

King: Is CM Punk alive? I can't believe we just witnessed that move.

JR: Barely. As you can see, paramedics are rushing downt to help Punk.

In the ring, paramedics are checking on Punk. Jericho gets to his feet, and sees this. For some reason, Jericho runs over, and clotheslines one of the paramedics out of the ring. He boots the other one, and tosses him out of the ring. Jericho grabs a mic.

Jericho (exhausted): AJ...::deep breathes::...You see this? Do you see this assclown? (Jericho stomps Punk) You see how easy that was? Do you really think you can defeat the King of Bling Bling, Chris Jericho? If you do, let me give you one more example of why you simply have no chance.

Jericho drops the mic, and grabs the legs of the lifeless body of Punk. Jericho twists him around into the Walls of Jericho! Punk awakes for a few secons, screaming in pain. He taps, but after a little bit, passes out. The refs rush out, and finally makes Jericho break the hold. Jericho lets go, and smiles as the paramedics and referees keep him away from Punk. Jericho walks to the back, as the fans boo him out of the building.

JR: Chris Jericho is a...well, he's a jackass. I hope AJ Styles gives him what's coming to him.

King: If I'm Styles, I'm giving him the win and forfeiting. Jericho Spike, jesus.

The camera cuts to the back, where Styles is watching the monitor. Styles eyes blaze with a fury of intensity, and he walks away.

JR: Well, I don't think Jericho's action have intimidated Styles at all.

King: Are you kidding, that was pure fear.

The camrera goes backstage, where Terri is standing by with Kurt Angle.

Terri: Kurt, after hearing Edge's comments, what is your mindset knowing you will be facing him tonight?

Angle: Edge, I hope your listening, and I hope your listening real well. You see these eyes? That's a damn fire. That's desire. You seem to think I have nothing left to achieve. Oh, Edge, you think I don't want that title on your shoulder. Believe me, I'd love to have that around my waist, but what do I really want? What have I yet to do. Well, I've yet to end your career. I've yet to hear you scream in pain as I listen to every bone in your ankle break. Looks like I still have a helluva lot to live for.

Kurt Angle walks away, and Raw fades to it's last commercial.

The screen goes black and white. We see a graveyard, and a lone figure, resting against a gravestone. Lightning flashes, and we see a silohette of the figure, yelling at the sky. Across the screen, white letters say: "HE'S COMING". The white letters drip away, and red letters form on the screen: "NEVERMORE". The screen fades to black.

Commercial


*A promo is aired for Unforgiven*

The promo shows various highlights of the Edge/Angle feud that has been waged for the past month.


Raw comes back, and it's time for the main event.

The Skyline comes on, and the helicopter shines it's light down. Throughout the arena, we hear the echo, "Is Cookin' "...The Rock comes out to unbelieveable hear. He makes his way to the ring, and poses for the crowd. "You Think You Know Me?"...Edge comes out to even more heat. He wears his Championship proudly around his waist, as he slides into the ring. "I Think I'm Cute, I Know I'm Sexy"...Shawn Michaels comes out to a great ovation. He slides in the ring, and takes his entrance attire off and poses as the pyro explodes. "Medals" blasts, and the crowd goes absolutely ballistic as Kurt Angle comes out. Kurt sets off the pyro, and walks down, keeping his eye on Edge the whole way. He gets in the ring, and the two teams talk strategies as the bell rings.

Shawn Michaels and Kurt Angle vs The Rock and Edge (World Heavyweight Champion


The teams decide, and it appears it'll be The Rock and Shawn Michaels starting it off...Michaels and The Rock lock up...Rock gets a headlock on Shawn...Shawn tries to elbow out of it but cant...He backpedals to the ropes, and uses them to propel Rock off of him...Rock comes off the ropes, and Shawn leap frogs him...Rock comes back again, and Shawn takes him down with a hip toss...Rock sits up, and stares in disbelief...Rock smiles, and shakes his head, as Shawn looks on with a face of determination...Rock stands up, and goes to lock up with Shawn again, but this time, boots him in the gut...Shawn hunches over, and Rock measures out a righ hand, and drills Shawn, knocking him down...Shawn rolls by the ropes, and Rock puts the boots to him...Rock lifts Shawn up, and points at Edge...Edge lifts his leg up onto the rope, and Rock slams Shawn face first into Edge's boot...Rock tags in Edge, and Edge climbs into the ring...Edge lines up, and drills Shawn with a few right hands...Edge walks over by Angle, and flips him off...Angle tries to get in the ring, while the ref holds him back...Edge continues to taunt him, while in the corner, Rock is stomping a mudhole into Shawn...Rock leaves, and Edge takes over as the ref turns around...Edge lifts Shawn up, and irish whips him...Shawn comes back, and Edge clotheslines him hard to the ground...Edge lifts Shawn's legs up, and stomps him hard in the gut...Shawns holds his stomach in pain, and Edge points to Shawn and than to Angle...Edge lifts Shawn up, and he boots him in the gut...Edge gives him a front face lock, and lifts Shawn up a little to gives him an inverted DDT...Edge makes a cover...One...T-Kick Out...Edge stands up, and he lifts Shawn up with him...Edge launches Shawn hard into the corner...Edge charges in and goes for a shoulder into Shawn;s gut, but Shawn moves out of the way...Edge can't stop, and his shoulder makes a sickening thud against the steel pole...Shawn gets to one knee, and starts crawling over to AngleShawn inches his way closer and closer, but before he can make the tag, Edge grabs him, and pulls him to the middle of the ring...Edge keeps a hold of Shawn's leg, and drops an elbow into his knee...Edge drags Shawn over to his corner...Edge keeps a hold of the leg, and tags in The Rock...Rock gets in, and runs off the ropes...With Edge holding Shawn's move at an elevation, Rock drops an elbow hard on to Shawn's knee...Shawn screams in pain, and cringes on the ground holding his knee...Rock leans against the ropes, laughing as Shawn desperately crawls over to his corner...Rock stares at the crowd, and raises his elbow, pointing at the useless attempt...Rock walks over, and drops a fist into the back of Shawn's knee, stopping him dead in his tracks...Rock lifts Shawn up, and wraps his arm behind The Rock's head...Rock lifts him up for a Rock Bottom, but Shawn manages to elbow his way free...Shawn tries limping to Angle, but Rock grabs him by his hair, and snaps him to the ground...Rock goes over, and grabs Shawn's legs...Rock twists them, and locks Shawn in the Sharpshooter...Shawn is yelling in pain...Angle tries to get in, but the ref stops him...While he's distracted, Edge quickly runs in and starts stomping Shawn in the face...Edge leaves, and the ref returns to see if Shawn's going to tap...In a great showing off strength, Shawn pushes his way onto his hands...He starts crawling, inching closer and closer to the ropes...Rock's surprised, and is struggling to prevent him from reaching the ropes, but somehow, Shawn does...Shawn wraps his arms around the ropes, and the ref gives Rock a five count to break the hold...Rock finally does...Rock stands up, and gets in the refs face, backing him up...While this is going on, Shawn again tries to reach the ropes...Rock walks over, and stomps on Shawn's back, stopping him...Rock again grabs Shawn's prone leg...Rock twists Shawn onto his back, but Michaels somehow bobbles up to his feet...Shawn jumps up, and drills Rock with an Enziguri!!!...Shawn quickly crawls to his corner, and tags in Kurt Angle as The Rock stands up...The fans explode, as Angle enters the ring...Rock takes a swing at Angle but Angle ducks...Rock turns back around, and Angle grabs him, and plants him with an Angle Slam...Angle goes down for the cover...One...Two...Angle breaks his own count!...Angle lifts The Rock up, and irish whips him into Edge's corner...Angle dares Edge to get in...Edge stares, looking almost afraid...He reluctantly tags himself in...Edge stares very wearily at Angle, and Angle is poised in an amateur stance...Edge goes for a lock up, but Angle shoots the leg instead...Angle immediately goes for the Ankle Lock, but Edge scampers into the ropes...Edge brushes the hair out of his face, and stands up...Edge goes for a lock up again, but tries to kick Angle in the gut...Angle catches his boot, trips his other leg out, and again goes for the ankle lock, but Edge escapes into the ropes for the second time...Edge stands up, and goes for a lock up again...Angle does lock up this time, but quickly reverses around to a reverse waist lock...Angle lifts Edge high into the air, and drops him hard on his head with a German Suplex...Angle waits in his stance, as Edge slowly stands up...Edge backs into his corner, and sees that The Rock has finally made it to his feet...Edge smacks The Rock on his shoulder, and leaves the ring...Rock is on the apron staring in shock, and Edge motions for Rock to get in...Rock does, and Angle nails him with a clothesline...Angle lifts The Rock up, and drops him with his second Angle Slam...Cover...One...Two...Broken up by Edge...Edge starts hammering away on Angle...The ref tries to break it up, but can't stop Edge...Edge stands Angle up, and takes him down with a downward Spiral...Edge stands over Angle, when from out of nowhere, Shawn Michaels superkicks Edge out of the ring...The crowd is pumped, and Shawn dances in the ring a little...Behind him though, the crowd sees Rock kick flip to his feet...Rock spins Shawn around, and takes him down with a Rock Bottom...Rock talks trash, but the crowd sees the recovered Kurt Angle standing behind him...Angle spins him around, and takes Rock down with an Angle Slam...Angle looks out of the ring, and sees Edge staring at him, holding his World HEavyweight Championship...Angle, never breaking eye contact, grabs Rock's leg, and puts him in the Ankle Lock...Angle is yelling, and Edge just looks on, never making any motion to help his teammate...Rock is screaming, and can't take it anymore and he taps!!!

winners via submission, Kurt Angle and Shawn Michaels

JR: Kurt Angle and Shawn Michaels have won. King, was it just me or was Edge afraid to get in their and face Kurt Angle?

King: Taht's the dumbest thing I've ever heard. Why would Edge be afraid of Kurt Angle? He's the champion.

Angle releases the hold, and the ref raises his hand in the air. Angle and Edge stare intensely at each other. Edge backs up the ramp, holding his title in the air. Angle just continues to stare.

JR: Fans, thank you for joining us tonight, and be sure to tune in Sunday, for WWE Unforgiven! Good Night!

The last shot is of Edge, holding his title, and than a close up of Angle, staring intently at Edge.

End of Show.
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WWE Unforgiven
Live from Hershey, PA
October 21, 2003
written by: KJ


A video package is shown, highlighting the bitter feud between Rock and Shawn Michaels.

The video than switches, as shows a new package, highlighting the war Kurt Angle and the World Heavyweight Champion Edge have gone through for the past four weeks.


"Way Away" by Yellow Card plays, and the camera spins around the arena and we are live in Hershey, PA for WWE Unforgiven.

The camera settles on the announcer's booth, where JR and King are dressed up for the occasion.


JR: Welcome everyone to WWE Unforgiven. We have one hell of a card for you tonight.

King: We sure do JR. I'm going to make my prediction now: Edge will walk out wearing the World Heavyweight Championship.

JR: Well, that remains to be seen, but let's run down the matches for tonight!

The promo pics are shown, with the WWE Unforgiven logo in the background, as JR runs through the matches.

JR: It'll be Y2J Chris Jericho taking on the young AJ Styles.

King: Hayabusa will defend his Light Heavyweight Championship against Ultimo Dragon.

JR: Booker T and Test will finally settle their differences.

King: Rhyno and Scott Steiner will finally meet for the United States Championship.

JR: In a match made last Monday night, It'll be the dangerous team of Triple H and Ric Flair facing off against Eddie Guerrero and the Bad Ass, The Undertaker.

King: In a battle of the Icons, Shawn Michaels will go toe to toe with the great one, The Rock.

JR: And in our Main Event, the World Heavyweight Champion Edge will defend his title against a man who wants to end his career, Kurt Angle. But let's not waste anymore time, and get to our first match.

"Cocky" by Kid Rock plays, and out comes AJ Styles to a great ovation! He gets in the ring, and waits. The Millenium Clock comes on, and out walks the Living Legend himself, Chris Jericho. He stuts down to the ring, and climbs in.

Chris Jericho vs AJ Styles


The two men circle each other and lock up...Jericho uses his size advantage, and pushes Styles back into the corner...The ref gets between them, splitting them, but Jericho throws a right hand, knocking down Styles...Styles falls to one knee, and holds his head...He stands up, while the ref backs Jericho back to the center of the ring...Jericho blows off the ref, and motions for Styles to lock up again...Styles and Jericho lock up for a second time...Jericho puts Styles in a wrist lock...Jericho lifts Styles arm high, and wrenches it...Styles grunts in pain, but quickly reverses the wrist lock, and puts Jericho in one...Styles snaps Jericho's arm so hard, that Jericho flips to the mat...Jericho holds his head, as he gets to one knee shocked...Styles waits, hands on his knees...Jericho gets to his feet, and calls for another lock up...They go to lock up, but Jericho thumbs Styles in the eye...Styles steps back a little bit, Jericho stalks Styles, and spins him around...Jericho tosses Styles into the corner...Jericho methodically walks up to Styles, and grabs the ropes...Jericho gives him several huge knees to the midsection...Jericho steps back a minute, and taunts the crowd, who boo his head off...Jericho turns his attention back to Styles...Jericho throws a right hand at Styles, but Styles avoids it...Styles quickly escapes the corner, and tosses Jericho into it...AJ unloads with a series of right hands, which evertually take Jericho to the ground...Styles backs up, and turns to the crowd...He raises his hands, and the fans burst with approval...Styles turns his attetnion back to Jericho...He grabs him by his hair, and pulls him out of the corner...Jericho tries giving Styles some body shots, but Styles quickly ends his offense with a knee to the gut...Jericho grabs his stomach, and bends over in pain, and Styles grabs him in a front face lock and drops Jericho with a sick looking DDT...Styles covers...One...Two...Kick Out...Styles stands up, and runs off the ropes...He comes off and drops a leg drop onto Jericho's throat...Jericho grabs his throat, and kicks his legs out in pain...Styles lifts Jericho up, and irish whips him...Jericho comes off the ropes, and takes him down with a flying head scissors...Both men get up, and Styles takes Jericho down again with a clothesline...Styles turns his back to Jericho, and gives him a standing moonsault splash...Styles stays on for the cover...One...Two...Kick Out...Styles gets up, and lifts Jericho up to his feet...Styles gives Jericho a swift thrust kick to the midsection...Jericho hunches over in pain...Styles signals for the Styles Clash, and grabs Jericho...Styles is trying his best to hook Jericho's arms, but Jericho manages to wiggle to the ropes...The ref gives Styles a five count to break the hold...With Jericho still holding the rope, Styles tears him off, and drops to the ground, giving Jericho a modified sit out poerbomb...Styles stands up, and goes to the turnbuckle...Styles looks out at the crowd, and smiles a cocky smirk...He climbs up, but wastes to much time...Jericho is up, and gets to Styles...Jericho drills Styles with several shots to midsection, and Styles drops, straddling the top turnuckle...Jericho nails Styles with a few right hands to the head, before climbing up...Jericho puts Styles in a front face lock, as both men are standing on the top turnbuckle...Jericho lifts him up, and they both crash down hard with a superplex...The camera zooms in on Styles, who is laying motionless in the middle of the ring...It goes to Jericho, who is sitting up, holding his back with a pained look on his face...Jericho rolls to his knees, and crawls over to Styles...He drapes an arm over his chest...One...Two...Th-Kick Out!...Jericho is obviously pissed, as he slowly gets to his feet...Jericho lifts Styles up, and drills him with a right hand before irish whipping him...Styles comes back, and Jericho flips him high in the air with a back body drop...Styles falls hard on the canvas, and aches his back in pain...Jericho raises Styles to his feet and scoops him up...Jericho drops Styles hard onto his knee with a back breaker...Styles is laying on his stomach, and Jericho sit on his back...Jericho grabs Styles by his chin, and locks him in a reverse chin lock...Styles is doing his best to live through the pain, as the pressure goes through his spine...Jericho eventually breaks the hold, and stares at Styles as he grabs his back back in pain...Jericho laughs a little, and stomps hard on Styles pain...Styles body snaps in pain with every boot to his back...Jericho stands Styles up, and Styles leans against the ropes...Jericho takes a few steps back, and clotheslines him over the top rope...The ref starts his ten count...Styles slowly gets to one knee, and eventually to his feet...At about 7, Styles climbs onto the apron, but Jericho runs and springboards off the adjacent middle rope, and drop kicks Styles in the head...Styles falls hard down to the prtective mats...The ref backs Jericho up, scolding him, as Styles tries to get to his feet...AJ stands up, and Jericho runs to the corner, and in one fluid motion, jumps onto the turnbuckle (back to Styles), and comes off with a moonsault plancha...The crowd starts a "holy shit" chant, as Styles and Jericho lay on the ground in pain...Jericho obviously gets to his feet first...He adjusts his knee pad a little, before walking over to Styles...Jericho lifts Styles up, and measures his shot...Jericho drills him with several right hand shots, before rolling into the ring to break the count...Jericho rolls back out...He boots Styles in the gut, knocking Styles to the ground...Jericho wraps his arms around Styles, and drives his back hard into the ring...Jericho, keeping his grip, backs up, and does it again...Jericho lets go of AJ, and he drops down lifeless to the ground...Jericho rolls into the ring again to break up the count...He rolls back out and lifts Styles up, and throws him head first into the steel steps...Styles head bounces off with a sickening thud...Jericho raises his hands, and screams "I'm the King of the WORLD!"...The fans boo the hell out of him, as he walks back to Styles...Jericho grabs Styles by the head, and Styles surprises him with a few right hands to the midsection...Jericho quickly stops the momentum by grabbing his head and snapping him back first into the barricade...Jericho scoops up Styles again, and smiles...Jericho lets out a loud yell, and runs at the pole...He drives Styles back first into it, and drops him, letting Styles falls hard to the ground...Jericho lifts Styles up and tosses him back into the ring...Jericho climbs to the apron, and than onto the op turnbuckle...Jericho waits for Styles to stand, and when he does, Jericho jumps off and hits him with spinning elbow smash...Jericho lifts Styles up, and irish whips him...Styles comes back, and Jericho scoops him up, and plants him with a sidewalk slam...Jericho covers...One...Two...Kick Out...Jericho stands up, and lifts Styles to his feet...Jericho runs off behind the ropes behind Styles, and comes off with a one handed running face smash...Jericho stands up and hops off the ropes...Jericho springboards off with a lionsault, but Styles gets the knees up...Jericho crahses hard onto his knees, and grabs his stomach in pain...Styles slowly gtets up, grabbing his back in pain...Jericho gets up, and goes for a clothesline, but Styles ducks and nails a neckbreaker...Jericho and Styles get to their feet, and Styles nails him with a front dropkick, knocking Jericho through the ropes...Jericho manages to grab the ropes, however, and manages to stay on the apron...Styles walks over, and drills Jericho with a right hand...Styles grabs Jericho in a front face lock, and lifts him up for a suplex, but in mid air, twists it into a neckbreaker...Styles stands up, and throws a right hand into the air, and the crowd gives him their approval...Styles lifts Jericho up, and chops him into the corner...Styles goes to irish whips Jericho acrossed the ring, but Jericho reverses it...Jericho charges in, but instead of crashing into the corner, Styles jumped onto the middle turnbuckle, and springboarded off over Jericho...Before Jericho landed, Styles grabbed Jericho by the head and dropped him down hard with a reverse DDT...Styles cover...One...Two...Jericho gets a foot on the rope...Styles thinks he had the match won, but the ref explains what happened...Styles lifts Jericho up, and puts him onto his shoulders...Styles nails Jericho with the Star Maker (Over the Shoulder Belly to Back Piledriver)... Styles cover again...One...Two...Thre-Kick Out...Styles is in disbelief, and can't seem to put away Jericho...Styles stands Jericho up, and irish whips him...Styles goes for a back body drop, but Jericho leaps over with a sun set flip...Jericho flips Styles over for the cover...One...Two...Kick Out...Styles back rolls out, and, and uses his leverage to put Jericho in a pinning position...One...Two...Kick Out...Jericho and Styles pop to their feet...Styles goes for a clothesline, but Jericho ducks, and nails Styles with the Flashback (sleeper drop)...Jericho grabs Styles by his legs, and twists him around into the Walls of Jericho...All the pain Styles has gone through rushes as back as the Walls of Jericho tears at his back...Jericho is applying all the tork he can, but Styles refuses to tap...Styles looks up, and sees the ropes...The fans are going crazy, as Styles uses his strength to inch closer and closer to the ropes...Before Jericho can pull him back to the middle of the ring, Styles grabs the ropes...The ref counts, and Jericho breaks the hold...Jericho yells at Styles, and backs the ref off...Jericho lifts Styles up, and knocks him into the corner...Jericho lifts Styles up, and places him up onto the top turnbuckle...Jericho climbs up with him, and stands Styles up...Jericho leaps up, going for the Jericho Spike...Jericho goes to rotate, but in an amazing display of balance and strength, Styles catches Jericho...Jericho is iwggling, trying to flip through, but Styles hooks Jericho's arms with his legs...With both men standing high on the top turnbuckle, Styles leaps off...Styles crahses Jericho hard down with a super Styles Clash from the top rope...Jericho uncocniously rolls to his side, as Styles gets to his knees, feeling the effects of the move...Styles pushes Jericho over onto his back, and covers...One...Two...THREE!...AJ STYLES DID IT!!!

winner via pinfall, AJ Styles

JR: By GAWD, AJ Styles has defeated Chris Jericho! What a move, a Styles Clash from the top rope!

King: This has got to be considered an upset.

JR: Well, I'd hafta agree with you King. What an incredible match up.

The camera cuts back to the locker room area, where Sonny Ono is standing in front of some lockers, holding the Light Heavyweight Championship.

Ono speaks, but he's talking in Japanese, and we can't understand what he is saying. Hayabusa walks into the picture, and stares eye to eye with Sonny Ono. Hayabusa bows, and Ono bows back. Hayabusa walks out. Ono gives out a loud, obnoxious laugh, before following.

JR: I would guess that was a pep talk?

King: What, you don't speak Japanese?

JR:...

The camera cuts to the hall way, and Ultimo Dragon is walking to the ring, and even though he's wearing a mask, we can see the look of determination in his eyes.

JR: Well folks, the Light Heavyweight Championship will be up for grabs in a match between Ultimo Dragon and the champion Hayabusa. But let's show you how this match came to be.

A small video package is played, showing Hayabusa winning the title in the four way challenge at week 1. It than shows the luights flickering out at week 2, and when they come on, Hayabusa is laid out witht he title draped over him. It shows week 3, where the lights flickered out again, but this time, Sonny Ono was knocked out with the title draped over him. It shows Piper making the announcement at Week 4 that if the attacker shows his face, he can challenge Hayabusa at Unforgiven for his title. It shows the lights going out mid match, and when they come on, Ultimo is behind Hayabusa. It shows Ultimo attacking Hayabusa, and ends with a stare down betweent he two great light heavyweights from the land of the rising sun.

A fire pyro explodes, and the fans erupt as Ultimo Dragon walks out onto the center of the ramp. He stops, and puts his hands together. He bows to the crowd and walks to the ring. He climbs in and removes his cape. A different Japanese song plays, and out walks Hayabusa with Sonny Ono following, holding the Light Heavyweight Championship. He gets into the ring, and stares at Ultimo Dragon. The referee raises the title in the air, and than shows it to both Ultimo and Hayabusa. The ref hands the title to the time keeper, and calls for the bell.

Light Heavyweight Championship
Ultimo Dragon vs Hayabusa (c) w/ Sonny Ono


Ultimo and Hayabusa circle each other...Ultimo throws a kick, feeling out Hayabusa, but Hayabusa blocks it...Ultimo throws another one, and Hayabusa blocks it again...Hayabusa nails Ultimo with a chop, backing Ultimo off of him...Hayabusa dropkicks Ultimo, knocking him to the ground...Ultimo gets back to his feet, andHayabusa irish whips him...Ultimo reverses, sedning Hayabusa into the ropes...Hayabusa comes back, and takes Ultimo down with a flying head scissors...Hayabusa rushes over to Ultimo, and locks him in a single leg crab...Ultimo is in obvious pain, and Hayabusa keeps the pressure on him...Ultimo slowly starts working his way to the ropes...He grabs hold of the bottom rope, and the ref makes Hayabusa release the hold...Hayabusa breaks the hold...He looks at Ultimo, who is using the ropes to get to his feet...Hayabusa grabs Ultimo by his prone leg, and drags him out into the middle of the ring...Hayabusa crosses Ultimos legs, putting his own leg between them...Hayabusa has Ultimo locked in a standing reverse Indian Deathlock...Hayabusa looks out at the crowd, and raises his hands in the air...Hayabusa drops backward to the canvas, making the pressure tork even more at Ultimo's knee...Hayabusa doesn't release the hold, and stands up again...He does the same thing again, and Ultimo yells in pain...Hayabusa gets back to his feet, and looks at Ono...Sonny Ono is yelling something in Japanese to him, and Hayabusa shakes his head...Hayabusa does a back bend, and grabs hold of Ultimo's head, putting him a bridged face lock...Ultimo is yelling in pain, as Hayabusa torks even more on his knee...The ref is down, checking to see if Ultimo will tap...He doesn't, and Hayabusa gets frustrated and breaks the hold...Hayabusa gets to his feet, and stands, waiting for Ultimo...Ultimo struggles to one knee, and eventually, to his feet...Ultimo turns around to face Hayabusa, and Hayabusa gives him a vicious shot to his knee, dropping Ultimo down to the canvas...Ultimo climbs up to one knee, and Hayabusa goes for a Kick of Death, but Ultimo ducks, and gives Hayabusa a palm thrust to the back of his knee, buckling it, and dropping Hayabusa down to the canvas...Hayabusa falls, and Ultimo quickly grabs him in the Dragon Sleeper...Hayabusa uses his legs to spring him up and down in the sittin g position, trying to wiggle free...He manages to bounce his way over, and get a leg on the ropes...Ultimo releases the hold, and Hayabusa rubs his neck in pain...Ultimo gets up slowly to his feet, as does Hayabusa...Ultimo grabs him in a reverse waist lock and gives him a German Suplex...Ultimo Dragon brdges it into a pinning position...One...Two...Kick Out...Ultimo stands up, and waits for Hayabusa to stand...Hayabusa gets to his feet, and Ultimo boots him in the gut...Ultimo grabs him and DDT's him...Ultimo lifts Hayabusa to his feet, and grabs him by the wrist...Ultimo twists the wrist behind Hayabusa, and grabs his other arm...Ultimo repositions his hands and locks him in a cross face chicken wing...Ultimo keeps the hold on, as Hayabusa tries to walk towards the ropes...Ultimo is doing his best to keep Hayabusa from reaching the ropes, but as Hayabusa gets closer, Ultimo lifts him up, and takes him down with a cross face chicken wing suplex...When Hayabusa hits, Ultimo rolls backwards and covers...One...Two...Kick Out!...Ultimo stands up, and lifts Hayabusa to his feet...Ultimo irish whips him...Hayabusa comes back, and Ultimo goes for a clothesline, but Hayabusa ducks...Hayabusa comes off the ropes and dropkicks Ultimo in the knee...Ultimo is lying on his stomahc, holding his knee in pain...Hayabusa drags Ultimo by the corner, and climbs up the turnbuckle...Hayabusa leaps off, and comes down with a frog splash right onto Ultimo's knee...Ultimo grabs his knee in pain, and we can hear him screaming...Hayabusa looks at Ono, who is laughing at the fallen Ultimo Dragon...Hayabusa lifts up Ultimo, just to leg sweep him back down...Hayabusa stands in the corner...He runs out with a Rolling Thunder, but instead of a splash, he drops an elbow onto Ultimo...Hayabusa stands up and grabs Ultimo's leg, but somehow, Ultimo boots Hayabusa with his free leg so hard, that he knocks Hayabusa down....Ultimo stands up at the same time Hayabusa does...Hayabusa tries to chop Ultimo, but Ultimo blocks it, and boots Hayabusa in the mid section...Hayabusa hunches over in pain, and Ultimo grabs Hayabusa's head, and puts it between his legs...Ultimo lifts him up, and takes him down hard on the top of his head with a hangman's DDT...Ultimo covers...One...Two...(Sonny Ono sneaks around and puts Hayabusa's foot on the ropes)...The ref stops the count when he sees the foot...Ultimo looks at it, and turns his attention to Sonny Ono, who is smiling at the crowd...Ultimo runs off the ropes, and comes off with a plancha suicida onto Sonny Ono...The crows explodes, as Ono crashes hard to the ground...Ultimo stands up, and climbs back into the ring...Hayabusa is on his knees, and Ultimo rolls over the tope of him with a La Magistral...Cover...One...Two...Kick-Out...Hayabusa tries sitting up, but Ultimo locks on the Dragon Sleeper for a second time, but before he can apply pressure, Hayabusa manages to slide to the ropes...Ultimo stands up, and dropkicks Hayabusa in the back of the head...Hayabusa's head snaps, his body goes limp and he falls back to the ground...Ultimo climbs up onto the top rope, and comes off with the Cancun Tornado (corkscrew), but Hayabusa rolls out of the way...Hayabusa quickly gets to his feet, and gives him a springboard Moonsault from the top rope, but Ultimo gets his knees up...Hayabusa rolls around hoding his stomach in pain, but gets to his feet...Once up, he is greeted by a clothesline over the top rope by Ultimo...Sonny Ono goes over, and helps Hayabusa to his feet...Ultimo goes to the apron, and uses the middle rope to springboard and nails both Hayabusa and Ono with his patented move, the Asai Moonsault...Ultimo stands up, and tosses Hayabusa into the ring...Using the top rope, Ultimo springboards into the ring and nails Hayabusa with a leg drop...Ultimo stands up, and goes to run off the ropes, but Ono grabs his leg, tripping him up...Ultimo turns his attention to Ono, but the ref manages to keep him in the ring...When Ultimo turns around, the recovered Hayabusa props Ultimo onto his shoulders, and and takes him down with the H Thunder...Hayabusa stands up slowly, and climbs up to the top rope...He stands up, and leaps off with the the Shooting Star Press...BUT ULTIMO MOVES...Hayabusa crashes hard onto the mat...Hayabusa aches in pain, and Ultimo slowly crawls over to him...Ultimo grabs his head, and manages to tightly lock in the Dragon Sleeper...Hayabusa is doing everything he can to escape, but Dragon drives a knee into his back, keeping him still...Hayabusa realizes he has no choice, and taps the mat furiously!

winner via submission, and NEW Light Heavyweight Champion, Ultimo Dragon

JR: We have a new Light Heavyweight Champion! Ultimo Dragon has won the Championship!

King: I can not believe that Hayabusa lost!

JR: Well belive it King, because that's your champion there standing in the ring.

In the ring, Ultimo Dragon is handed the belt. He raises it high in the air, and climbs up onto the second turnbuckle. He lifts the belt in the air, and than fastens it around his waist. He jumps off the turnbuckle, and sees Hayabusa running at him. Ultimo ducks down, and backbody drops Hayabusa over the top rope. Ultimo stares down at Hayabusa, when in the ring, Sonny Ono sneaks in. He gets in a martial arts stance, and prepares to kick Ultimo, but Dragon turns around, and Ono freezes. a nervous smile develops on his face, as he backs away. Ultimo runs, and clotheslines Ono. The crowd goes ballistic, when Ultimo locks the Dragon Sleeper onto the Ono. The ref gets Ultimo to release, and he does, as Ono and Hayabusa retreat to the back. Ultimo poses for the crowd a little bit more, before heading to the back.

The camera cuts to the back, where Terri is standing by with Test.

Terri: Test, in just a few moments, it will be you against Booker T. What are your thoughts leading into this match?

Test: I feel like it's an embarassment that I have to waist my time with Booker T. I'm what you would call, a difference maker. Booker T? He's a joke. He's a waist of time.

Terri: He is a five time wCw World Heavyweight Champion.

Test: Yeah, but wCw died almost three years ago, so what the hell's your point?

Terri: Well...

Test: Forget it, I don't really care what the opinion of a little blond bimbo like you is. (Test turns to the camera) Just remember this Book: It's going to be a long night. One long night of pain.

Test looks at Terri and smirks, before walking away. She stares disgusted at him, as the camera cuts to the parking lot. A limo pulls up, and parks. The drives walks out, and opens the door, and out steps Edge. He's wearing some silves leather pants and a black shirt. He has sunglasses on, and the World Heavyweight Championship rested on his shoulder. He turns back, looking into the limo, and lifts his shades up.

Edge: You can just chill here for awhile...Alright...Alright...Later.

Edge slams the door shut, and grabs his bag from the driver. He begins walking, as a small smile develops on his face, as the camera cuts to the announcer's booth.

King: Who do you think he was talking to JR?

JR: I have no clue. Well fans, were going to take you to the back, where Terri is standing by with Booker T to get his reply to that punk Test's comments.

King: You'd better watch what you say about Test, he's a difference maker.

JR glares at King, as the camera cuts back to Terri, who is now standing with Booker T.

Terri: Booker T, you heard Test's comments. What do you have to say?

Booker: I'm a joke Test? Well dawg, we'll see who's laughing at the end of the night. You were right about something though. It is going to be a night of pain...for you.

Booker walks away, and the camera cuts back to the announcer's booth.

JR: Well fans, this rivalry will come to ahead. Let's show you how this feud came to be.

We see week 2, when Booker T and Test got into an argument, ending with Test throwing Booker T head first into the concrete wall. It cuts to week 3, where Test cost Booker a match against Edge in a non-title match. The video ends with week4, where Test cheated to defeat Booker in a non title match.

"Test, Test...This is a Test..." Test walks out to huge heat. He raises his arms, and spins around while he walks to the ring. He smiles at the crowd, and the boo the hell out of him. Test climbs into the ring, and waits. "Can You Dig It...SUCKKKAAAAA!!!" Booker T walks out to a huge ovation. He shakes his head at his hand, and raises his hands, igniting the pyro. He runs, and slides into the ring, and stares at Test. He climbs the middle rope, and raises his hand, when from behind, Test attacks him!

Booker T vs Test


Test slams a forearms into Booker T's lower back...He drills him with a few more, and Booker drops down off of the second turnbuckle to the canvas...Test slams several more forearms into Booker's spine, and he spins him around...Test smacks Booker with a few right hands, and grabs his arm...Test goes to irish whip Booker, but Booker reverses it and propels Test hard into the turnbuckle...Booker falls to a knee, using so much force...Test's back snaps and he stumbles out of the corner...Booker fires up, and takes Test down with a clothesline...Booker gets up, and lifts Test up...He gives him a right hand, knocking him into the ropes, and follows with a chop...Booker T irish whips Test...Test comes back, and Booker leapfrogs him...Test comes back, and Booker gives him an arm drag...Test aches his back, and Booker measures him up...Booker drops a knee into the side of Test's head...Test holds his head in pain, and Booker stands waiting for him to stand up...Test gets to his feet, and Booker boots him in the gut...Booker comes off the ropes with the scissors kick, but Test stands up to avoid the kick...Booker reels after missing, and Test takes his head off with a clothesline...Test grabs Booker's head, and puts his hands around Booker's head...Test begins squeezing Booker's head...Test is yelling at the fans, as he continues pouring on the pressure...The fans start stomping and clapping, trying to lift up Booker's spirits...Booker starts stomping his foot and his hands against the mat...Booker manages to get up to a knee...Booker drives an elbow into Test's stomach...He drives another one, and Test releases the hold...Booker runs off the ropes...He comes back with a clothesline, but Test ducks...Booker comes back, and Test gives him a huge back body drop...Booker slowly sits up, but Test kicks him square in the face, knocking him back down...Test begins putting the boots to Booker's head...The ref yells at Test, and Test argues with him a little, before turning his attention back to Booker as he starts to stand up...Booker gets to his feet, and Test drops him with a running shoulder...Test scoops up Booker, and takes him down with a body slam...Test goes off the ropes, and drops an elbow onto Booker...Booker holds his throat, as he coughs...Test stares at him, and a cocky smile forms across his face...Test stands over Booker, and raises his arms out in pride...Test drops to one knee, and grabs the back of Booker's head...Test starts smacking Booker with right hands...Test eventually stops, and stands back up...He smiles at the crowd, and the roar in their disapproval...Test lifts Booker up, and irish whips Booker...Book comes back, and Test drops him hard with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker...Test covers...One...Two...Kick Out...Test walks down the ref, and turns his attention back to Booker, who is holding his back in pain...Test walks over, and slams a right hand down onto Booker's spine...Booker falls onto his mat, and rolls over close to the ropes...Test drops down an elbow onto Book's back...He stands up, and kicks Booker out of the ring...Test climbs out, and stands onto the apron...Booker gets to his feet, and Test leaps off with a jumping axe handle, dropping Booker to the ground...The ref is yelling at Test, telling him to get into the ring, but Test ignores him...Test lifts Booker up, and tosses him into the announcer's booth...Test stands Booker up, and grabs him by the hair...Test goes to slam Booker's head into the table, but Booker blocks it...Booker grabs Test, and slams him face first into the table...Test spins off, holding his head...He turns around, and Booker gives him a straight legged side kick, knocking down Test...Booker lifts up Test, and irish whips him into the barricade...Booker lifts Test up, and gives him a few shots to the midsection...Booker scoops up Test, and drops him throat first onto the barricade...Test bounces off, and holds his throat in pain...Booker grabs him before he can fall, and slides him back into the ring...Booker blimbs up onto the apron, and climbs up to the top of the turnbuckle...Test stands up, and Booker drills him with a missile dropkick, knocking Test to the ground...Booker slowly pushed himself up, and than quickly coves Test...One...Two...Kick Out...Booker sits up, and squints from the pain of the match and the shock that he didn't put Test away...Booker slowly stands up, and lifts Test up...He grabs Test in a wrist lock, and wrenches his arm, only to gives Test a straight legged side kick, dropping Test...Booker lifts Test up, and scoops him up...Booker drops Test over his knee with a back breaker...Booker doesn't drop Test, and instead bends his body over his knee...Booker finally releases Test, and Test holds his back in pain...Booker stomps Test, before raising him to his feet...Booker drills Test with a right hand, and Test stumbles into his corner...Booker walks up to him, and lifts Test's chin up...Boker smacks him square in the mouth, and goes ballistic with a series of chops, smacks, and punches, knocking Test to the ground...Booker backs off, and the camera zooms in on Test, who is bleeding from his mouth...Booker spins to the middle of the ring, and raises his hands high...He walks over to the ropes, and points to the camera...Booker turns back around, and walks back to Test...Booker goes to grabs Test by the head, but somehow, Test grabs Booker's trunks, and pulls him between the first and second rope, making Booker's shoulder drive hard into the ring post...Booker hangs there for a minute, with a look of severe pain on his face...Test holds his head, and tries to compose himself...He stand up, as Book climbs out of the corner...Booker turns around, and Test drills him with a right hand, knocking Booker hard into the corner...Test climbs up onto the second turnbuckle, and mocks the crowd a little, before drilling Booker with right hands...Test gets about six or seven punches in, when Booker grabs him, and runs him out of the corner...Test has a shocked look on his face, as Booker drops him with an Atomic Drop...Test grabs his junk, and jumps in pain, as Booker tries to recover...The atomic drop isn't enough to slow Test down, and he takes Booker down with a lariat...Test stands up, and lifts up Booker confidently...Test puts him in a full nelson, and yells "It's OVER!"...Test lifts Booker up, and plants him with a full nelson slam...Test drops to one one knee, and puts a hand onto Booker's chest...One...Two...Kick Out...Test snarls at this, and shoves Booker's head into the mat...He lays on Booker's chest for the cover...One...Two...Kick Out!...Test is even more furious, and drills Booker with a right hand, before covering and hooking the leg...One...Two...Kick Out!...Test stands up and yells at the ref...He turns his attention back to Booker, and puts his hands on his hips, as if he's trying to figure out what to do...Booker sits up, and Test kicks him in the head...Booker drops back to the mat, and Test stomps him a few times...Test spits on Booker, and climbs up to the top rope...He stands up on the turnbuckle, and points out at the crowd...Test leaps off with a huge elbow drop, and CONNECTS!...Test covers...One...Two...Thr-KICK OUT!...Test drops his mouth in shock, and the crowd goes crazy...Test stands up, and smacks his leg, signaling the big boot...Test lifts Booker to his feet, and irish whips him...Booker comes back, and Test goes for the big boot, but Booker ducks it...Test regains his balance, and turns around just in time for Booker to grab him for a Bookend...Both men lay motionless, and Booker used all his energy to get that move off...Both men start to stir, and make their way slowly to their feet...Test goes for a right hand, but Booker blocks it and drills him with a right hand...Test goes for another right hand, but Booker blocks it again, and drills him with a right hand...Test staggers back, but comes forward with another right hand...Booker ducks the right hand, and again catches him in position for...a...BOOKEND!...Booker covers...One...Two...THREE!

winner via pinfall, Booker T

JR: Yes, Yes! Booker T has done it!

King: I'll give it to Booker T, that was a good match, but we all know that was just luck.

JR: Think what you will, King, but Test lost that match fair and square.

King: Like I said, Luck.

Test rolls out of the ring, and we catch just a glimpse of him, as he walks to the back. The ref raises Booker T's hand, as the crowd explodes. Booker T walks to the middle of the ring. He looks at his hand, and drops to one knee. Booker spreads his arms out, and gives the crowd a HUGE Spin-A-Roonie! Booker T pops to his feet, and celebrates on the turnbuckle as the crowd continues to cheer.

Backstage, Scott Steiner is doing push ups. We can see the US Title resting behind him on a chair. Suddenly a pair of feet step right next to his head. Steiner stops, and looks at the shoes, and than looks up. He gets a disgusted look on his face as he stands up. Steiner gets on his feet and stares face to face with Rowdy Roddy Piper!

Steiner: What the hell do you want lil man?

Piper: I was going through the past month's Raws, and I noticed a little trend. I notice you seem to never win because you're better than your opponent. No, instead, you win because you use low blows, steel pipes and chairs. Well I came to tell you that tonight, if you even make a motion to use an illegl object or disqualify yourself, you will forfeit you United States Championship to Rhyno.

Steiner stares at Piper, and strokes his beard.

Steiner: You think you can get inside the head of Big Poppa Pump? You think you can un-nerve Freakzilla? You think the man with the largest arms in the world is going to be pushed around by the man (points to Piper's gut) with the biggest lack of self respect? No way. Old man, you can make as many rules as you like, fact of the matter is, the Big Bad Booty Daddy is going in with this title, and he's coming out with it.

Steiner grabs his belt, and walks away. Piper stares at him as he goes, and smiles.

The screen goes black and white. We see a graveyard, and a lone figure, resting against a gravestone. Lightning flashes, and we see a silohette of the figure, yelling at the sky. Across the screen, white letters say: "HE'S COMING". The white letters drip away, and red letters form on the screen: "NEVERMORE". The screen fades to black. Suddenly, more red letter drip from the top of the screen: "EXILE".


JR: There's another one! King, I don't think we're jumping to assumptions. You and I both know who it is.

King: I would like to keep thinking I'm wrong.

JR: Well you're going to have to accept it sooner or later, because apparently, he's going to be here at WWE Raw's next PPV, Exile, live in 28 days, from The Savvis Center in St. Louis. But now King, let's see what Rhyno had to say earlier today about his match tonight with Scott Steiner.

The scene changes to Rhyno, dressed in street clothes, sitting on a chair, staring at the camera. The bottom of the screen says "EARLIER TODAY".

Rhyno: Scott Steiner, tonight, there's no more running. This is the end of the line. I've gone through all the (censor), beat anyone put in my way, and tonight, I'm going to beat you. I just want you to know something. When you hold that title, when you look into it and see your reflection, know that you're just saying goodbye.

The camera fades to the backstage area, where Rhyno is stretching. We can hear the voice over from the announcers.

JR: Were just minutes away fans, but lets show you how this match came to be.

Week 1 is shown, where Steiner used a low blow to defeat Rhyno in the United States Championship semi finals. Later that night, after Steiner defeated Guerrero, Rhyno GORED him after the match. Week 2 highlights play, when Steiner cost Rhyno his match against Test after smacking a steel pipe into his head. It cuts to Week 3, where Rhyno defeated Bataista in a number one contender's match for the US Title. It ends on Week 4, where Rhyno left Steiner a bloody mess after a tag match also featuring Booker T and Test.

"Superbeast" by Rob Zombie blares, and the crowd eplodes as Rhyno walks down to the ring. He climbs in, and raises his arms to a loud pop. Rhyno squats down, and stares at the entrance intently. "Holla, If Ya Hear Me..." The United States Champion, Scott Steiner walks out to huge heat. He stares at Rhyno, and removes the belt from his waist. He holds it up and points to it. The camera picks up Steiner yelling "You'll Never Get This!" Steiner drops the belt and sprints to the ring (that's right, in my fed, Steiner can sprint). He slides in, and he and Rhyno immediately begin trading blows!

United States Championship
Rhyno vs Scott Steiner (c)


Steiner and Rhyno continue trading blows, with Rhyno getting the advantage...Rhyno hammers Steiner with several right hands, knocking him into the corner...Rhyno gives him several shots, knocking him to the ground...Rhyno continues pouring on the pressure, drilling the side of Steiner's head with stomps...The ref finally breaks Rhyno off of Steiner, and Rhyno backs out of the corner...Rhyno raises his hands high, and the crowd pops big time...Rhyno walks over to Steienr as he tries to sit up...Rhyno drills Steiner with a right hand, but doesn't let him fall...Rhyno raises Steiner to his feet, and irish whips him across the ring to the other turnbuckle...Rhyno sprints at him and drills Steiner with a splash...Rhyno grabs Steiner's arm, and whips him back to the other corner...Rhyno charges, and drills Steiner with another splash...Rhyno backs off of Steiner, and BPP stumbles forward out of the corner, passing Rhyno...Rhyno smacks him in the back of the head, knocking Steiner to the ground...Rhyno crouches down, and grabs Steiner's head...He starts slamming Steiner's head into the mat...After a few slams, Rhyno raises to his feet...Rhyno comes off the ropes, and drops an elbow onto the back of Steiner's neck...Rhyno rolls over Steiner and covers...One...Two...Kick Out...Rhyno looks down, and catches his breath...He lifts Steiner up, and grabs him in a reverse chin lock...Rhyno drops Steiner hard on his neck with a reverse DDT...Rhyno covers again...One...Two...Kick Out...Rhyno stands up, frustrated...He lifts Steiner to his knees, and slams a forearm into his back...Steiner drops to one knee, and Rhyno raises him back to his feet...Rhyno drapes Steiner's left arm behind his neck...Rhyno lifts Steiner up, and drops him backwards with a back suplex...Steiner lands nasty on the back on the back of his head...Steiner rolls around the mat, holding his head...Rhyno stands up, and stares at Steiner...Steiner is lying on his stomach, holding his head...Rhyno lifts Steiner up, and puts his head between his legs...Rhyno lifts him up, and drops Steiner with a nasty piledriver...Rhyno's head bounces off the mat, and he falls onto his back...Rhyno slides over, and covers Steiner...One...Two...Kick Out...Rhyno stands Steiner up, and gives him a huge chop...Rhyno backs him into the corner, and irish whips him...Steiner comes back, and Rhyno tries to give him a huge chop, but Steiner ducks it...Rhyno turns around, and Steiner drills him with a shoulder block, sending Rhyno to the ground...The force of the blow drops Steiner down to one knee...Steiner shakes his head, and tries to regain his senses...Steiner stands up at the same time as Rhyno gets up...Rhyno throws a right hand and drills Steiner...Steiner throws one back...Rhyno throws another one, knocking him back...Rhyno throws another punch, knocking Steienr to one knee...Rhyno goes to lift up Steiner, but Steiner shoots a thumb to the eye...Rhyno backs out quickly, rubbing his eye...Rhyno turns around, and Steiner smacks him with a right hand, dropping Rhyno...Steiner straddles Rhyno, and flexes to the crowd...The crowd boos, as he does this...Steiner lifts up Rhyno to a seated position, only to drill him with a right hand...Steiner grabs a handful of hair, and lifts Rhyno up the same way, only to drill him with another right hand...The ref starts counting at Rhyno to stop, and Steiner scares the ref when he fakes a backhand...Steiner stands Rhyno up, and locks him in a waist lock...Steiner lifts Rhyno up, and twists him to the ground with a standing belly to belly slam...Rhyno bounces off the mat, and Steiner yells out at the fans...Steiner picks Rhyno up, and puts him between his legs...Steiner butterflies his arms, and lifts Rhyno into the air...Steiner slams Rhyno back down hard with a Tiger Suplex...Steiner folds in on himself, and Steiner stands up, and smiles at what he's done...Steiner covers...One...Two...Kick Out!...Steiner stares disgusted at Rhyno...He lifts Rhyno up, and irish whips him, only to run, following him...Rhyno hits the ropes, and Steiner clotheslines him, knocking him out of the ring...Rhyno crashes hard to the protective mats...The ref starts the count...Rhyno slowly gets to one knee, and eventually to his feet...He goes to roll into the ring, but Steiner kicks him several times in the gut, knocking him back out to the floor...The ref scolds Steiner, as Rhyno regains his bearings...The ref turns and starts his count again...Rhyno slowly gets up again...Once again, he tries to slide into the ring, but again, Steiner kicks him out...The ref warns Steiner again, and Steiner walks away to the other side of the ring to jaw with some fans...Rhyno eventually slides in again, and this time Steiner allow him in...Steiner quickly walks over Rhyno...Rhyno gets to a knee, and Steiner drills him with a right hand, knocking him onto his stomach...Steiner lifts up Rhyno, and wraps him another waist lock...He spins him around, nailing him with a belly to belly suplex...Steiner covers...One...Two...Steiner breaks his own cover...He rolls to the side next to Rhyno and starts doing push ups, trash talking with Rhyno...Steiner hops to his feet with a smile on his face...Steiner lifts Rhyno up, and gives him a huge right hand...Rhyno backs into the ropes...Steiner grabs Rhyno's leg and arm...He lifts him up and tosses him with a T-Bone suplex...Rhyno slams down to the canvas, and he rolls several times holding his back in pain...Steiner stands up, and walks over to Rhyno...He drops and elbow down onto Rhyno, and pops back up...He drops another one and hops back up...Steiner drops one more elbow, and gives him a non chalant cover...One...Two...Kick Out....Steiner is pissed, and he stands up...He stomps Rhyno a few times, before lifting him up...Steiner drills Rhyno with several right hands, knocking him into the ropes...Steiner grabs Rhyno's arm, and irish whips him...Rhyno comes back off the rope, and Steiner goes for a back body drop, but Rhyno kicks Steiner square in the mouth...Steiner stands up, and his body archs backwards from the kick...Rhyno leans on the ropes, regaining his composure...Steiner spins his arms in circle, and eventually regains his balance...Steiner starts walking back to Rhyno, and Rhyno boots him in the gut again...Steiner holds his gut, and staggers back a few steps...Steiner walks forward again, and Rhyno drills him with a right hand, knocking Rhyno back...Rhyno walks up and drills him with another right hand...Steiner gets knocked back to the ropes...Rhyno grabs him and irish whips him...Steiner comes back, and Rhyno drills him with a clothesline...Rhyno lifts Steiner up, and drags him into the corner with him...Rhyno hops up to the second turnbuckle...He lifts Rhyno up, and the fans start to stir...Rhyno has him set up, and drops Steiner down with a spiked piledriver...Steiner's head bounces off the mat, and he falls onto his stomach...Rhyno rolls Steiner over onto his back and covers...One...Two...Thr-Kick Out!...Rhyno gets to a knee, and brushes his hair out of his face...Rhyno lifts Steiner up, and irish whips him into the corner...Rhyno drops down in the opposite corner...He holds onto the middle turnbuckle, waiting for Steiner to move out...Steiner slowly rises out of the corner...He steps out, and gets nailed by Rhyno with the GORE!...Steiner drops to the mat, and Rhyno covers...One...Two...Thre-KICK OUT!...Steiner kicked out of the Gore!...Rhyno is shocked, as are the fans...Rhyno stands Steiner up, and tosses him in the corner again...Rhyno walks back, motivated as hell, and gets poised for the gore again...Steiner gets to his feet, and Rhyno charges in, but right before he can connect, Steiner moves the ref in the way...After Rhyno gores the ref, he hunches down, shaking the ref to wake him up...Steiner rolls behind him, and hits Rhyno with a low blow...Rhyno drops to his knees, holding himself in pain...Steiner slowly gets to his feet, and grabs Rhyno...In one last ditch effort, Steiner lifts Rhyno high and drops him with a Steiner Screwdriver...Steiner stares at Rhyno, and goes over to the ref...He shakes the ref, eventually waking him up...Steiner grabs the ref, and drags him in front of Rhyno...Steiner rolls Rhyno onto his stomach, and locks him in the Steiner Recliner...Rhyno does his best to keep from tapping, but eventually stops moving...The ref raises Rhyno's hand and let's go...Rhyno's hand falls limp to the canvas...The ref lifts it again, same thing...The ref lifts Rhyno's hand for the third time...and...it...FALLS!...The ref calls for the bell!

winner via submission, and STILL United States Champion, Scott Steiner

JR: I can't believe it. Scott Steiner has made Rhyno pass out with that Steiner Recliner!

King: What's not to believe? He is the Big Bad Booty Daddy, and he did eactly what he said he'd do; he's walking out with his United States Championship wrapped firmly around his waist.

Scott Steiner is handed his belt, and the ref goes to raise his hand, but he tears it away from the ref. EMT's run down, and check on Rhyno. Steiner stares at them, and laughs as he wraps his title around his waist. Steiner leaves the ring, and heads to the back.

The camera cuts backstage, to Ric Flair and Triple H's locker room.

Triple H: Tonight, Ric, we finally put an end to that little punk Eddie Guerrero. And The Undertaker? Hell, he's just icing on the cake. I know we can go out there and get the job done, because when you have The Game and The Legendary Ric Flair in the same ring, it just don't get any better than that.

Flair: When you're right, you're right. WHOOOOO!!! We're gonna go out there (Flair starts shuffling his feet, slightly resembling dancing), maybe, MAYBE, break a sweat picking up yet another victory, and than, we're gonna come back to this.

Flair opens up the door, and in walk about 5 absolutely gorgeous woman. They come in, and hang on both Flair and Triple H. Triple H looks at them, and than at Flair. A huge smile comes acrossed his face.

Triple H: Flair, when you're right, man, you're right!

Steiner is walking around with his US Title, when he bumps into AJ Styles.

Steiner: Watch it little man, I'd hate to have to show you why they call me Freakzilla.

Styles: Let me guess Steiner, it's because of this mammoth figure of yours, right? It's because you are Big Poppa Pump? It's because you're a freak of nature? Or, is it because it was a freak accident that that title is still around your waist?

Steiner: Funny. Are you trying to say you could remove this title from my waist?

Styles: Well, it would take someone "Phenomenol", so...wait...yeah, I'm saying I could.

Steiner: Prove it. Tomorrow night on Raw, you can try.

Styles (with a smirk): How about we make it a little more interesting. How about we make it a ladder match?

Steiner: Fine with me, because there's no way you're going to be able to live through your encounter with the Big Bad Booty Daddy.

Styles and Steiner stares at each other, and than walk off in opposite directions.

The camera cuts back to the announcer's booth.

JR: I can't believe it. After each going through hellacious matches...

King: Which both men won...

JR: AJ Styles and Scott Steiner will meet in a ladder match tomorrow for the United States Championship. But now, let's show you a video leadin up to the tag match tonight between Triple H and Ric Flair against Eddie Guerrero and The Undertaker.

We see Week 2, where Ric Flair and Triple H mangle Eddie Guerrero to help former Evolution teammate Randy Orton get a win. Week 3, where Triple H goes head to head with his mystery opponent in a cage match, the Undertaker. It shows Triple H and Ric Flair trying to cheat, but Eddie Guerrero making the save. Finally, we see Week 4, where Roc Flair cheated to defeat Eddie Guerrero, leading to a huge brawl between the four men.

"Time to Play the Game"...Triple H walks out, followed by Ric Flair. The two men walk side by side down to the ring. Triple H climbs up to the apron, and does his traditional water bottle/spit routine. He climbs in, and he and Flair high five each other. "Dead Man Walking"...The Undertaker rides out on his motorcycle. He raises his hand high, and roars down to the ring. He pulls around in park, and hops off, waiting for his partner. "Viva La Rasa"...Eddie Guerrero comes out to an amazing ovation. He walks down to the ring, and meets with the Undertaker. They slide in, and start talking strategy, as are Flair and Triple H.

Tag Team Match
Eddie Guerrero and The Undertaker vs Triple H and Ric Flair


Flair and Guerrero start it off...They lock up, and Eddie gets him in a wrist lock...Eddie keeps the pressure, and twists Flairs arm around him, putting tork on the elbow...Eddie snaps the arm down, and Flair holds his shoulder in pain...Flair manages to reverse the wrist lock and twists Eddie's arm...Flair keeps hold of the arm, and goes behind Eddie, lifting his arm up, tearing at Eddie's shoulder...Eddie tries shaking free, but when he can't, he drops to one knee, and flips Flair over him with a snapmare...Eddie locks Flair in a headlock, and starst ringing the pressure on his neck...Flair is trying to get up, but Eddie won't let him...Eventually, Eddie lets go, and Flair drops to the mat...Eddie lifts Flair up, and irish whips him...Flair comes back, and Eddie nails him with a dropkick...Eddie points at Triple H, and goes to pick up Flair, but Flair thumbs him in the eye...Eddie grabs his face, and takes a few steps back, turning around from Flair...Flair stalks Eddie, and clips his leg out from underneath him...Flair puts the boots to Eddie...The Nature Boy lifts up Eddie, and irish whips him...Eddie comes back, and Flair gives him a drop toe hold...Flair lifts Eddie back up, and wrenches his arm again...Flair jericks Eddie's body upright, and gives him a huge chop to the ground...Flair lifts Eddie up, and irish whips him into his corner...Flair goes over and puts the boots into Eddie's stomach, knocking the wind out of him...Flair tags in Triple H, and Triple H climbs into the ring...Triple H lifts Eddie straight up, and drills him with a huge right hand...Eddie drops back into the corner and falls to the ground...Triple H lifts Eddie up, and nails him with a shoulder right in the midsection...Triple H hits him with several more, and backs off...Eddie stumbles out of the corner and falls to the ground...Triple H runs over, and nails Undertaker with a right hand, knocking him off the apron...Triple H turns around, and turns his attention back to Guerrero...Triple H goes to pick up Eddie, but Eddie surprises him with an elbow to the gut...Triple H tries to bursh it off, but Eddie gives him another one...Eddie gets to his feet, and drills Triple H with some right hands...Triple H is trying his best to keep from falling down, and Eddie runs off the ropes and drills Triple H with a cross body...Eddie holds on for a cover...One...Two...Kick Out...Eddie and Trips both pop to their feet, and Triple H tries to nail him with a clothesline, but Eddie ducks...Triple H turns around, and Eddie gives him a flying head scissors... Eddie stands up, pumped as hell, listening to the fans popping...Eddie lifts Hunter up, and puts him ina front face lock...He backpedals to his corner, and tag in the Undertaker...Taker steps in, and Eddie lifts up Triple H's arm exposing his ribs...Taker grips his fist, and reels back...He drives a huge right hand into Triple H's ribs, and Triple falls a step back, but manages to stay on one knee...Taker methodically walks over to Triple H...He grabs Triple H by the head, and drills him with another huge right hand...Triple H is on all fours, and Undertaker is waiting for him to stand up when Flair comes running into the ring...Flair drills Undertaker from behind, but Taker no-sells, and turns his attention to Flair...The ref gets between them, and is pushing Flair back, who is pretending to want a piece of the Undertaker...While the ref is distracted, Triple H gets to his feet, and gives Taker a low blow...Eddie tries to get in the ring, but while he's entering, Triple H drills him with a knee to the head, knocking him back down...Triple H turns his attention back to Taker, and Flair leaves the ring...Triple H leans against the corner, and pisses the fans off by giving Taker a "suck it" crotch chop...Triple h walks out, and drops a knee right on Taker's head...Triple H pops to his feet, and Taker holds his head in pain...Triple H lifts up Taker, and gives him a stiff looking Russian leg sweep...Triple H lifts the Undertaker up, and irish whips him into the corner...Triple H runs in and goes for a flying splash, bu when he lands, Taker grabs him by the throat...Undertaker hoists Triple H into the air, when Ric Flair runs in again to attacks the Undertaker, but Taker releases Triple H and gives Flair a big boot...Undertaker goes over, and lifts Flair up, but Triple H chops Taker's leg out...Taker falls to the ground, and Flair scurries to his corner...Triple H lifts Up Taker, and puts him between his legs...PEDIGREE...Cover...One...Two...Eddie breaks it up with a Frog Splash!!!...The ref retains Eddie, and orders him back to the corner...In the ring, Triple H and The Undertaker are both dazed...They are slowly making their way to their respective corners, and the fans are going crazy...Triple H gets his tag to Flair, who goes running over to Taker, but before he can get to him, Taker tags in Eddie!!!...The fans explode into an "Eddie" chant, and Eddie gets into the ring...Flair stops in his tracks, and starts pleading with Eddie, but Eddie doesn't adhere, and he drills Flair with a right hand...He drills him with another one, followed by a boot to the gut...Eddie runs off the ropes, and nails Flair with a modified tornado DDT from the ground!...Eddie stands up, and Triple H tries nailing him with an axe-handle from behind, but Eddie ducks it...Triple H staggers past him, and dropkicks him in the back, knocking him over the ropes to the floor...Eddie turns his attention back to Flair...He goes over to Flair, and lifts him up...Eddie locks him in a front face lock, and drapes Flair's arm around him...Eddie lifts Flair up and hits him with one brainbuster...Eddie twists to his feet without releasing Flair, and takes him down with another brainbuster...Eddie twists up again, and plants Flair with another Brainbuster...Eddie covers...One...Two...Thr-Foot on the rope...Eddie looks down at Flair and gives him a spinning boot scrape right on his face...Eddie lifts Flair up, and grabs him in a reverse waistlock...Eddie goes running at the ropes to get a roll up, but Flair holds onto the ropes...Eddie doesn't release Flair either, and the ref is giving them a five count to break it up...While the ref is distracted, Flair swings his leg back, giving Eddie a low blow...Flair turns around, as Eddie lies holding himself on the ground...The ref is questioning Flair, but Flair shakes his head, blowing him off...Flair grabs Eddie's leg, and drops an elbow into his thigh...Flair keeps hold of Eddie's leg, and bends it over his elbow...Flair releases the hold, and lifts Eddie's leg up again...He puts the boots to the inside of Eddie's thigh...Flair drags Eddie to the middle of the ring, and gives a loud "WHOOO!!!"...Flair goes for the figure four lock, but Eddie kicks Flair, knocking him off of him, but into his corner...Eddie does a back roll, and gets to his feet, but Triple H tags himself in and nearly beheads Eddie right when he stands...Eddie bounces off the mat, and Triple H picks him up...Triple H gives Eddie a Europen uppercut...Triple H throws eddie into the ropes...Eddie comes back, and Triple H gives him a knee first face-buster...Triple H walks over and flips off the Undertaker...Taker tries to get in, and while the ref is distracted, Flair starts choking away at Eddie...Flair lets go, and Taker finally goes back to the apron...Triple H goes over to Eddie, and grabs his neck...Triple H gives Eddie a neckbreaker...Triple lifts Eddie up, and gives him a boot to the gut...Triple H puts Eddie between his legs, and locks the arms, but Eddie unhooks them and grabs Hunter's leg...Eddie flips Hunter onto his back, and gives him a slingshot into Eddie's corner...Triple H is dzed in the corner, and Undertaker drills him...Triple H spins around, and Eddie gives him a drop toe hold, and Triple H falls onto his stomach...Eddie grabs Hunter's legs, and locks them and archs back...Hunter's locked in the Lasso from El Passo, and Flair tries to intervene....but...Undertaker catches him!...Undertaker gives Flair the Chokeslam to hell right as Hunter taps!!!

winners via submission, Eddie Guerrero and The Undertaker

JR: TRIPLE H IS TAPPING LIKE A GOVERNMENT MULE!!!

King: I can't believe Eddie Guerrero has beaten The Game.

In the ring, the ref raises Eddie Guerrero's hand. The fans are going crazy, and The Undertaker is looking kind of confused. Eddie Guerrero turns around, and The Undertaker is in his face. Eddie looks a little worried, but Taker sticks his hand out. Eddie shakes it, and goes back to posing. Eddie climbs up onto the turnbuckle and the fans start an "EDDIE" chant.

JR: whew...I thought something was going to happ...

King: LOOK!!!

Eddie hops off the turnbuckle, and Taker grabs him by the throat. Taker mouthes respect to Eddie, and lifts him high in the air. The Undertaker raises his hand to a chorus of boos. Taker lifs Eddie to his feet, and puts him between his legs. Taker lifts him up...and...LAST RIDE ON GUERRERO!!! The fans are booing the hell out of Taker, and he just stares at them. Taker flips over the ropes, and walks to the back.

JR: What the hell has gotten into the Undertaker. Respect? No mand eserves respect with actions like that.

King: Shut up JR, Eddie was hogging The Undertaker's moment in the sun. Their a team, they both won.

The camera cuts backstage, and we see Shawn Michaels warming up in his locker room. He reaches into his bag, and pulls out his vest. He puts it on, when something falls off. It's a crucifix necklace, but the crucifix is hanging upside down. Shawn looks at it confused, and looks around a little. He walks to the door, and looks out. He sets the crucifix on the bench, and straps his vest on, and walks out.

JR: Who the hell gave him that?

King: Now how would I know JR?

JR:...anyways, our lovely interviewer Terri is standing by with Shawn Michaels opponent, The Rock.

The camera cuts to the back, and Terri is standing next to The Rock who is pacing.

Terri: Rock, tonight, you...

Rock: The Rock knows damn well what tonight is. Tonight is the pinnacle of The Rock's career. Tonight...(Rock pauses and looks at Terri)..listen, The Rock can handle this interview on his own without Tammy Faye Baker...

Terri: uh...

Terri leaves with a pissed look

Rock: Now as The Rock was saying, tonight-ah, it's going to be the Brahma Bull squaring off against the Heart Break Kid for the very first time-ah. Shawn Michaels, we have etched a very similar path in the WWE. We've won the Royal Rumble, we've headlined Wrestlemania. We've been Tag Team Champions, Intercontinental Champions, World Champions...in one word: Unstoppable. But tonight, one of us will hit a brick wall, and Shawn, that sure is hell is not going to be The Rock, becase tonight isn't about being a champion, tonight is about proving to everyone just who is the most electrifying man in sports entertainment. The Rock's developed a real simple gameplan. I'm going to go in there and do what I do best, and that's lay the SMACK down on a washed up candy ass. If ya SMELLLLALALALAL-ow, what THE ROCK...is...Cookin'.

The Rock walks off, and the camera fades to the announcer's booth.

JR: Strong words from The Rock.

King: I can't believe what he said...

JR: What part?

King: When he called Terri...Tammy Faye Baker!?!...

JR:...anyways...Fans, let's show you how this match came to be.

Week 1 is shown, when The Rock and Shawn got into their altercation during the show, leading to a brutal fight in the Elimination Chamber. Week 2, where Shawn superkicked The Rock, costing him a chance to be the number 1 contender for Edge's World Heavyweight Championship. Week 3, where The Rock distracted Shawn, costing him the match against Chris Jericho. Later that night, Shawn is granted the match by Piper. Weel 4, where Shawn and Rock faced off in a tag match, also featuring Angle and Edge. Piper also changed the match to a No DQ that night.

"I Think I'm Cute"...Shawn Michaels walks out to a great ovation. He stepss out pumped, and he poses on the ramp. Shawn drops to his knees, and looks up to the sky, mouthing thank you. He stands up, and walks to the ring, finishing the rest of his trademark entrance. The arena goes black, and the New York skyline appears on the screen. The helicopter shines its light and we hear it each through the ring..."Is Cookin'...The Rock comes out to a huge chorus of boos. He stops at the ramp, and stares at Shawn. The two are mouthing at each other, and The Rock is pacing. He turns to the ring, and sprints full speed down to it...He slides in and he and Shawn start trading blows immediately.

No DQ
Shawn Michaels vs The Rock


The two men start trading blows, with The Rock getting the upper hand...He knocks Shawn back into the corner, and drills him twice...Rock pulls back, and spits in his hand...He goes to drill Shawn, but Shawn ducks, and twists Rock into the corner...Shawn unloads on Rock, knocking him to the ground...Shawn lifts Rock out of the corner, and gives him a bodyslam...Shawn goes off the ropes, and drops a knee onto the side of Rock's head...He lifts Rock up to a seated position, and puts him in a headlock...Rock is reaching for the ropes, but they are too far away...Rock is starting to use his power, and he gets to one knee, than to his feet...Shawn still has the hold on, and Rock is trying to elbow out of it, but Shawn quickly nails him with a Sleeper Drop...Shawn is on a knee, and holds his stomach a little, before standing back up...He lifts Rock up, and gives him a chop...He backs Rock into the rope, and whips him off of them...Rock comes back, and Shawn goes for a hip toss, but Rock reverses it and nails Shawn with one of his own...Rock waits in a pounce position for Michaels to stand...Shawn gets up, and Rock nails him with a clothesline, making Shawn flip over from the impact...Rock scoops Shawn up...He drops Shawn onto his kne with a backbreaker...Rock tosses Shawn out of the ring, and Michaels falls hard...Rock exits the ring calmly...He grabs Shawn's head, but begins jawwing with a fan before he comes in...Rock lifts Shawn up, and gives him a body slam onto the protective mats...Shawn holds his back a little, and Rock smiles...Rock drops down, and lifts up the apron...He's searching under the ring, and starts pulling stuff out...Rock grabs the trashcan lid, and measures up Shawn...Shawn stands and Rock cracks him over the head with it...Shawn falls to the ground, and the Rock tosses the lid into the ring...Rock lifts Shawn up, and hits him with a right hand...Rock grabs Shawn, and lifts him into the air with a bear hug...Rock takes off, and drives Shaw back first into the ring post...Shwn is on the ground, obviously in pain...Rock walks over, and does a few of his trademark kicks to the side of Shawn's head...The Rock lifts Shawn up, and rolls him into the ring...Shawn is holding his back, and Rock slides into the ring...Rock grabs Shawn, and stands him up...He throws a kick at Shawn mid section, but somehow, Shawn catches it...Shawn spins Rock around, and when Rock is facing Shawn again, Shawn boots him in the gut, and gives Rock a DDT onto the trashcan lid...Both men are lying on their back, exhausted...Shawn starts to stir first, but Rock gets to his feet faster...Rock throws a swing at Shawn, but Shawn blocks it...Shawn fires and nails one of his own...Rock throws another one, but again Shawn blocks it, following it with nailing Rock with one of his own...Shawn throws several more consecutive punches, backing Rock against the ropes...Shawn steps back, and charges with a clothesline, making both men tumble over to the floor...Shawn gets up, and lifts Rock to his feet...Shawn grabs Rock's arm, and irish whips him...Rock flies shoulder first into the steel steps, knocking them apart...Shawn climbs up onto the ring apron...Rock slowly rises to his feet, but immediately gets taken down by a cross body from Shawn...Michaels raises Rock up, and tosses him at the barricade, and Rock flips over it, into the crowd...Security is splitting the fans away, as Shawn nails the Rock with lefts and rights...Shawn hammers Rock as they move through the crowd...Rock is trying to run away, but can;t get past the sea of people...Shawn keeps pouring it on...The two warriors have made their way about 5 rows up, and are up at the very edge, where some production equipment is...Rock has finally gotten some distance, but Shawn jumps over a row of chairs, and nails Rock with a right hand...Shawn is pouring it on more than before, when The Rock nails Shawn with a low blow, stopping him in his tracks...Rocks falls back, and rests against some of the equipment, as Shawn cradles himself...Rock is breathing heavy, and appears to of been busted open...He looks around, when his eyes get big...Rock reaches with his left hand, and grabs a power cable...He staggers over to Shawn, and gives him a few kicks...Rock takes the cable, and wraps it around Shawn's throat...Rock seems to have gotten a second wind, and he is unrelentless...He drives a knee into Shawn's back, as he chokes him...The ref is trying to plead with Rock, but Rock just flips him off...Rock stands Shawn to his feet, never releasing the cord...Rock is looking around, when he smiles...Rock is looking behind him, where the seat end...Rock spins, basically throwing Shawn over the safety railing...Rock doesn't release Shawn though, and instead is hanging him!!!...Shawn is dangling about 20 feet in the air, with nothing but a production table below...The ref is yelling at Rock "Stop This"...Rock shrugs, and lets go...Shawn's body seems like it goes slow motion, as he falls down through the production table...Some sparks fly up, and the big Tron flickers quickly on than off...The camera cuts back to Rock, and he raises his hands like he's innocent...Rock climbs down over the chairs, until he gets to the floor...Rock walks over to Shawn, who hasn't moved yet...The camera zooms in on Shawn, and he's bleeding big time from his forehead...Rock lifs Shawn up, and grabs him by the hair...Rock leads Shawn over to the ramp, but Shawn' legs give in, and he falls...Rock turns to Shawn, and boots him a few times, before lifting him up, and resuming the walk...Instead of walking towards the ring, Rock instead walks to the announcer's booth...Rock tosses Shawn on top of the announcer's booth, and grabs a headset.

Rock: Well King and JR, how are you enjoying The Rock's finest moment?

JR: You disgust me. Haven't you done enough?

King: That's no way to talk to The Rock JR...

JR: Go to hell King. This sonuvabitch is just letting this match linger out, instead of just ending it.

Rock: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa WHOA. The Rock is not letting anything..linger...The Roc is showing everybody who the real icon is. The Rock is doing what he said he would do, and The Rock is whipping the showstoppa's ass like no other.

Shawn starts to stir, and The Rock smiles a little.

Rock: Now if you'll excuse me, The Rock has a history book to write.

Rock takes the headphones off, and slams it hard into HBK's face...Rock pushes Shawn off the announcer's booth, and Shawn falls to the steel floor...Rock walks around the table to Shawn, and lifts him up...Rock starts walking with Shawn again pulling his hair, but Shawn falls to his knees...Rock develops a frustrated look on his face...He turns around, and grabs Shawn by his hair...He tilts Shawn's head back, so they are looking eye to eye...Rock mouths at Shawn he is nothing, and Michaels responds by spitting in The Rock's face...Rock face is full of disgust, and he wipes it off...He drills Shawn with a right hand, and Shawn falls back...Rock grabs Shawn's leg, and drags him the rest of the way to the ring...Rock rolls Shawn into the ring, and again looks under the apron...The fans explode, as Rock pulls out a ladder!!!...Rock slides it into the ring...Rock slides in, and Shawn is still trying to get to his feet...Rock lifts Shawn up, but Shawn gives Rock a right hand to the midsection...Rock holds his gut, and hunches over...When he does this, Shawn gives Rock an uppercut to the jaw...Rock grabs his head, and Shawn goes for another punch, but Rock kicks Shawn in the head, knocking him down...Rock lifts Shawn up, and irish whips him...Shawn comes back, and Rock gives Shawn a spinebuster onto the steel ladder...Shawn yells out in pain, and archs his body...Rock smiles, and kicks Shawn off the ladder....Rock covers...One...Two...Kick out...By God he kicked out...Rock shakes his head, pissed and shocked...He turns to Shawn, who is on his knees, and when he grabs Shawn's head, Michaels gives Rock a low blow uppercut...Rock drops to his knees, and him and Shawn are face to face...Shawn hits Rock with a few right hands, but through the pain, Rock throws a few of his own...They trade blows, but than, both men drill each other at the same time, and both men fall back...They are both lying on their backs...Rock starts to get up slowly...Than, that famous Shawn Michaels never die spirit kicks in, and Shawn kick flips to his his feet behind The Rock...The fans are going absolutely ballistic, and Shawn is hopping waiting for The ROck to turn around...Rock turns around, and Shawn lays him out with a clothesline...Rock hops up again, and Shawn nails him with another one...Rock hops up again, and Shawn throws a kick at Rock, but Rock catches it, only to have Shawn nearly take his head off with an enziguri...Shawn looks at the ladder, and smiles...He picks the ladder up, and sets it up...Shawn climbs the ladder, and stands second rung from the top...Rock is starting to get up, and right when he gets to his feet, Shawn leaps off with a moosault press, taking The Rock back down...Cover...One...Two...Thr-Kick out!!!...Shawn stands up, shocked...Shawn walks to the corner, and starts tuning up the band...Rock slowly gets up, and Shawn comes out with Sweet Chin Music...BUT ROCK CATCHES IT...Rocks spins Shawn around, and catches him...Rock Bottom!!!!...Cover...One...Two...Thre-KICK OUT!!!...Rock stands up, pissed...Rock slides out of the ring, and looks under the apron...He pulls out a table, and the fans are popping again (bood-thirsty fans, eh?...Rock slides in, and sets up the table...He kicks Shawn, and lifts him...Rock slides Shawn onto the tabel, and climbs up with him...Rock locks Shawn, and looks around, and the fans are booing...Rock goes for the Rock Bottom again, but Shawn starts nailing Rock with elbows...Rock nearly falls off the table, as he staggers back...Shawn is heaving, but manages to kick Rock in the gut and gives him a DDT through the table...Rock is twitching, and Shawn slowly gets to his feet...Shawn is in the corner, tuning the band one more time...Rock starts to come too, and Shawn goes for Sweet Chin Music a second time...and...NAILS IT!!!...Rocks falls back down into the debris of the table, and Shawn covers...One...Two...THREE!!!

winner via pinfall, Shawn Michaels

JR: BAH GAWD!!! Shawn Michaels has done it. Resilient as ever, Shawn Michaels has won the match.

King: I have got to hand to him after all the punishment he went through.

The ref raises Shawn's hand, but Shawn can hardly stand. Emt's rush down, and tend to both men, who are bloody messes. The referee and an EMT help Shawn to the back, and the rest of the EMT's load Rock onto a stretcher. The fans applaud both men for the effort.

JR: What a match. But fans, there's only one match left, and it's for the big one.

King: That's right JR, Edge will defend his title against Kurt Angle tonight.

JR: Let's see what these men are thinking going into the match.

Kurt Angle is backstage, standing alone in his locker room.

Angle: It's finally time. It's time for me to put all these little doubts in Edge's mind about how much I desire being the best. You still seem to think since I've already been the champion, I don't have the desire to do it again. Wrong. In fact, the fact that I've been the champion is what will bring me that gold again. I've been on the main stage before. I've defended that belt out there, and believe me Edge, no matter how much you think you are ready, nothing will compare to going out there and realizing that the man on the other side of the ring would let you die just to win. Because Edge, when it comes down to it, I will end your career if I have to. I will break your ankle, I will break your back, your head, your spine, your arm, ANYTHING that will get you on the ground for three seconds.

The camera cuts to Edge's locker room, but all we see is the World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. Though we don't see his face, we hear him talking.

Edge: Take a look Kurt. Take a good, hard look. Because tonight, when that belt rings, this is the same sight you are going to see. You are going to watch me wrap this belt around my waist, and you are going to watch me walk to the back as you lay in a pool of your on blood beaten and destroyed.

The camera moves up to Edge's face, and pans out to show his whole upper body.

Edge: Kurt, tonight is my night. It's my time to prove to everyone I didn't just win this title in a fluke match. I won this title because I'm the best. You know why they call you the number one contender? Because you're the second best. Me? I'm the best. And you sure as hell ain't taking that away from me.

The camera moves back down to the title.

The screen fades to the announcer's booth.

JR: Let's show you how this match came to be.

Week 1, Kurt Angle, Edge, Shawn Michaels, Triple H, The Rock, and Chris Jericho competed in an Elimination Chamber for the World Heavyweight Championship. Edge defeated Angle to win, but not without the help of a steel chair. Week 2, Angle called out Edge and they had a war of words. Piper schedules a number one contenders match between Angle and Rock with Edge as special guest referee. Angle won, but again, he and Edge had a fight with Angle getting another steel chair to the head. Weel 3, Angle attacked Edge in his match against Booker T, but later that night, Edge threw Angle through a windshield in the parking lot. Week 4, Edge walked away in fear, as Angle made Rock tap to the Ankle Lock. Edge abandoned his partner, never breaking eye contact with the rage in Angle's.

"Medals" plays, and the fans go absolutely ballistic, as Kurt Angle walks out. Angle has on his zip up hoody and his gold medals. His raises his hands to the air, and the pyro shoots out. Angle walks down, determined as hell. He slides into the ring, and remvoes his hoody and medals. Angle stares at the entrance, waiting. "You Think You Know ME?"...Edge walks out to an unholy amount of boos. He is wearing a black trenchcoat and blue shades. He has the World Heavyweight Championship wrapped firmly around his waist, and he pats it as he walks down. Edge slides in, and stares at Angle. He removes his jacket and shades, but never breaks eye contact. Edge unstraps the belt, and hands it to the ref. The ref shows it to Angle, but Angle doesn't even look at it, he just stares at Edge. The referee holds the belt in the air, and hands it to the time keeper. The ref calls for the bell, and we're on.

World Heavyweight Championship
Kurt Angle vs Edge (c)


Edge points at Angle, and mouths off at him a little...Edge does the "My Belt" gesture, but Angle still stares...Edge motions for Angle to bring it, and Angle gets in his amateur stance...The two men lock up...Angle switches around to a reverse waist lock, and trips out Edge's legs...Edge falls on the mat, and Angle gets back into his stance...Edge slams his fist into the mat frustrated...He stands up, and tells Angle to go again...Angle and Edge lock up again...Edge puts Angle in a headlock...Angle twists Edge's arm behind his back, and puts pressure onto his shoulder...Edge reaches back, but can't reach Angle...Edge ducks below Angle's arm, and gets into Angle into the arm bar...Angle drops to a knee, and reverses behind Edge...He gets him into a reverse waist lock, but this time, instead of shooting the legs, lifts Edge into the air, and slams him down onto the ground...Angle doesn't release the hold, and Edge slams his fist into the mat again...Edge works to his feet, and manages to get an elbow to Angle's temple, breaking the hold...Angle staggers back a step or two, and Edge runs off the ropes...Edge runs at Angle, but Angle leap frogs him...Edge stops in his tracks though, and doesn't go off the ropes again...Edge drop kicks Angle in the back of the head, and Angle falls forward to one knee...Edge runs off the ropes again, and takes Angle down with a bulldog...Edge stomps on the back of Angle's neck a little bot, before lifting Angle up...Edge irish whips Angle...Angle comes back, and Edge take him down with an arm drag...Edge holds onto his arm, and puts him into an arm bar...Angle is on his butt, and Edge is torking it...In one fluid motion, Edge quickly takes Angle to his back with a head scissors hold, without releasing the armbar...Angle is trying to get out, and the ref is checking for Angle's shoulders on the mat...Angle drops down...One...Two...Up...Edge archs back, putting more tork, and Angle drops again...One...Two...Up...Angle is trying to scoot to the ropes, and despite Edge's best effort, Anlge gets his foot onto the bottom rope...The ref counts to five, making Edge break the hold...Edge releases it, and Angle holds his shoulder in pain...Edge walks over and lifts up Angle...Edge grabs Angle's arm, and twists it...Edge snaps it down, tearing at Angle's shoulder...Angle is in pain, but somehow, rolls on the ground ou of it, and kicks up to his feet, flipping Edge down with an arm drag...Angle falls to one knee, and holds his shoulder...Edge gets to his feet, and walks over to Angle...Angle nails Edge with a right hand, knocking him back a little...Angle comes forward, and unleashes a series of right hands onto Edge...Angle gets Edge back into the corner, and on the ground...Angle fires right hands into Edge, and Edge is covering himself...The ref splits Angle from Edge, and the fans boo at the ref...Edge slowly stands back up, resting in the corner...Angle tries nailing Edge over the referee, but the ref stops him...Edge reaches over the ref, and thumbs Angle in the eye...Angle grabs his eye in pain, and Edge shoves the ref out of the way...Edge grabs Angle by the back of the head into an inverted face lock...Angle nails Edge with a reverse DDT and covers...One...Tw-Kick Out...Edge stands up, and lifts Angle up...He punches him once, into the ropes...Edge irish whips Angle...Angle comes back, and Edge nails him with a jumping spinning heel kick...Angle's head bounces off the mat, and Edge stands to his feet...Edge grabs Angle's arm, and steps over it with his leg...Edge's back is to Angle, and Edge is tugging back at Angle's arm, tearing at the shoulder...Angle is in pain, and he is trying to get to the ropes, but Edge has him grounded...Angle uses his legs to "hop" off the ground a little bit, and he grabs the back of Edge's trunks, and rolls him into a school boy...Cover...One...Two...Kick Out...Edge hops up to his feet, and Angle slowly rises...Edge throws a clothesline, but Angle ducks it...Edge turns around, and Angle clotheslines him to the ground...Edge twists as he falls, and lands onto his stomach...Angle holds his shoulder a little, but works through the pain...Angle grabs Edge by his ankle, and goes for the ankle lock, but Edge starts twisting until he gets to the ropes...The ref makes Angle release the hold, and Edge is safe...Angle walks over to Edge, and grabs him by the head...Edge throws a right hand into Angle's mid section, but Angle responds with a knee to the face...Edge is hanging over the second rope...Angle runs off the ropes, and drops his body weight over Edge's shoulders and neck...Angle lifts Edge out of the corner, and wraps his arms around his waist...Angle gives Edge a twisting belly to belly suplex, landing with a lot of force...Edge is holding his back in pain, and Angle covers him...One...Two...Th-Kick Out...Angle seems a little frustrated, but he brushes it off...Angle lifts Edge up to his feet...Angle irish whips Edge...Edge comes back, and Angle nails him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker...Edge drops to the ground, and Angle covers again...One...Two...Kick Out...Angle stands up, and stares at Edge on the ground...He kicks Edge, making him roll over to his belly...Angle sits on Edge's back, and grabs his right leg...Angle pulls the leg back, putting Edge in a single leg crab...Edge is holdig his head, trying to block out the pain...They are not close to the ropes, but Edge refuses to tap...Angle eventually releases the hold, realizing Edge won't tap...Angle grabs Edge's leg, and flips Edge to his back...Angle lifts up Edge's leg, and stomps at the inside of his knee cap...Angle lets go, and does a little corcle, pacing, and the crowd is eating it up!!!...Edge is on all fours now, and he is trying to stand up, using the ropes to help...Angle grabs Edge's leg, and pulls him back out to the middle of the ring...Angle drops an elbow down onto Edge's back, and pops back up...Angle locks Edge's legs together, and drops down, putting Edge in an STF...Angle is applying a helluva lot of force, but Edge refuses to tap...Angle releases that hold, and rolls Edge over...Cover...One...Two...Thr-Kick Out...Angle stands up frustrated...He lifts Edge up, and fires a few right hands at him, but Edge instinctivly scratches at Angle's eyes...Edge tries to throw a right hand, but Angle blocks it, and lock Edge in a waist lock...Edge Angle flips Edge over his head with an over head belly to belly suplex...Angle looks at Edge, but instead of covering, goes to the corner...Angle climbs up to the turnbuckle, and looks at Edge one more time...Angle leaps through the air with a moonsault, but Edge MOVES!!!...Angle hits the ground with a nasty thud, and Edge slowly gets to his feet...Edge limps over to Angle, and picks him up...Edge fires several right hands at him...Angle turns around, trying to walk away, and Edge quickly grabs Angle's head and drops him with the Edge-o-Matic...Cover...One...Two...Kick Out...Edge falls backwards, disappointed...He slowly gets to his feet, as does Angle...They both get up at the same time, but neither attack...They just stare at each other...Edge motions again at Angle to lock up...Angle goes to do so, but Edge boots him in the gut...Angle hunches over in pain, and Edge hammers down on Angle's back, taking him to the ground...Edge grabs Angle's head in a face lock, and lifts him to his feet...Edge grabs Angle's singlet, and nails him with the Buzzkiller (inverted DDT)...Angle's head bounces off the mat...Edge covers...One...Two...Kick Out...Edge grabs his head, burshing the hair out of his face, trying to figure out what else he can do...Edge lifts Angle up, and irish whips him...Angle comes back, and Edge lays him out with a spear...Edge covers...One...Two...Thre-Kick out...Angle refuses to quit, and Edge is pissed...Edge rolls onto of Angle, and starts firing with lefts and rights...Edge stands up, and starts stomping on Angle...He lifts Angle up, who is basically lifeless...Edge grabs Angle, setting up for the Downward Spiral...Edge raises his hands to the crowd, who boo the hell out of him...Edge gets ready, but Angle throws an elbow into Edge's head...Edge doesn't let go, but Angle throws another elbow...Edge takes another elbow, and releases the hold...Edge staggers out, holding his head...Angle is barely standing...Edge goes to throw a right hand, but Angle ducks it, and grabs Edge in a reverse waist lock...Angle swings Edge into the air, nailing him with a German Suplex...Angle doesn't release it, and nails Edge with another German Suplex...Angle lifts him up again, and nails a third German Suplex...Edge's head bounces off the mat, and he tumbles over to his stomach...Angle stands up, and gives a loud "WHOOOOO"...The fans are popping, and Angle stands up Edge...Angle grabs Edge, and goes for the Angle Slam, but Edge slides off his back...Angle turns around, and tries to nail Edge with a clothesline, but Edge ducks, and Angle knocks out the ref...While Angle is distracted, Edge drops him with another Edge-o-Matic...Edge looks at the ref and Angle, and smiles...He slides out of the ring, and grabs a chair...Edge climbs into the ring, and Angle is starting to get to his feet...Angle gets to his feet, and Edge swings the chair, but Angle dodges it...Angle throws a mule kick back at Edge, nailing him in the gut...Edge drops the chair, and falls to his knees...Angle grabs the chair to a HUGE pop...Angle rears back, and nails the ever loving piss out of Edge...Edge goes to swing again, but stops himself...Angle unfolds the chair, and sets it up...He lifts Edge up, and gives him an Angle Slam right onto the chair...Angle pops up with another loud "WHOOOO", and the fans are going crazy...Angle undoes his straps, when the fans stop cheering...They are confused, staring at the maskes man standing behind Angle with a chair...Angle locks Edge into the Ankle Lock, and Edge is tapping like crazy...the ref is still out though, and doesn't see the champ tapping...The maskes man runs full speed, and nails Angle in the head with the chair...Angle releases the hold, and falls to his knees...The masked man drills Angle again, knocking him down...The maskes man goes insane on Angle, nailing him again and again, until Angle is a bloody mess on the ground...The mystery man rolls the half-dead Edge onto Angle, and he slides out of the ring and hides...the ref comes to, and counts...One...Two...Not like this...THREE!!!

winner via pinfall, and STILL World Heavyweight Champion, Edge

JR: What the hell is going on? Who the hell is that man?

King: I'd say it was the man in the limo earlier tonight.

JR: I'd say your right, but who in the hell is he?

King: I Have no clue, but that's not the big issue. The big issue is that Edge is still the World Heavyweight Champion.

JR: Yes, but only because of that man.

King: You don't know that.

JR: Edge was tapping like crazy.

In the ring, the masked man slides in with the World Heavyweight Championship. He hands it to Edge and raises his hand. Edge holds the belt into the air, and the two men celebrate over Angle's body. The fans are booing the piss out of him, and Edge just smiles. The masked man points at Edge, but he never takes off his mask.

King: Edge did just what he said. Angle is going to watch Edge walk out with that belt, lying in a pool of his own blood.

JR: This just isn't right. Fans, thanks for joining us tonight, and tune in to Raw tomorrow, because I promise, there is going to be hell to pay.

The camera zooms in on Angle lying in his own, blood, and than, finally, on Edge holding his belt up high.

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