Post by Stephanie McMahon on Mar 9, 2009 0:17:15 GMT -5
LIVE! From the TD Northbank Garden in Boston, Massachusetts!
3/9/09
3/9/09
The WWE opening video plays for the crowd and the people watching on television all around the world, then suddenly the fireworks go off and the WWE Raw theme begins to play throughout the sold out TD Banknorth Garden arena. The camera searches through the jam packed crowd as they cheer. Finally flames ignite the stage as the lights come on. We are then taken over to the broadcast table with Jim Ross and Jerry “the King” Lawler, where they introduce the viewers to the very first episode of Monday Night Raw! The Raw theme dies down as the show is about to begin.
“Break the Walls Down” blazes through the arena, sending the fans crazy with boos, mild support, or lack thereof, for the cocky Canadian man who now makes his way down the ramp. Jericho walks towards the ring, a glorified smirk wiped across his face as the fans chant degrading comments at him. He stops at the end, and looks around at them, getting in the face of one and yelling “I’m better than you!” Jericho climbs up the stairs and enters the ring. He stares at the entrance, anticipating for his opponent to make his way down the ramp.
“This Calling” hits the PA as Mike Massacre walks onto the stage with the fans cheering and chanting his name, as he walks accompanied by the lovely Casey James. The duo walk down the ramp holding hands as Mike gets on the apron and sits on the ropes, allowing Casey to enter into the ring. She poses for the crowd with Massacre and the fans are eating it up. Casey steps out of the ring as the bell is about to ring for the match to begin.
Lillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the opening contest for the number one contender spot for the Intercontinental Championship!
Ding Ding Ding!
Massacre quickly runs and clotheslines Jericho down to his back hard.. Jericho picks Massacre up and nails a spinning heel kick to Massacre’s jaw. Jericho rams Massacres head into the corner and begins to choke Massacre with his feet. The ref makes the count for Jericho to release the hold.
"1…2…3…4"
Jericho lets go and taunts Massacre. Jericho picks Massacre up, but Massacre counters with a hard chop to the chest. Massacre smacks Jericho’s hands down and nails another hard chop. Jericho cries as he goes for a swing but Massacre ducks. Massacre catches Jericho by surprise with a huge kick to the jaw. The impact sickens the fans and Jericho goes down. Massacre covers and the ref counts.
1…2… Jericho gets the shoulder up!
Massacre picks Jericho up and nails a snap suplex. He stomps on Jericho’s head a few times then picks him up again. Massacre whips Jericho into the corner, and then charges with a powerful clothesline. As Jericho falls forward, Massacre crushes his jaw with a spinning heel kick. Jericho falls and Massacre grins. He goes to the top; which is isn’t likely for Massacre. Massacre leaps foreword and nails the body splash! Massacre hooks the leg.
1…2… Jericho kicks out again!
Massacre smacks the mat then picks Jericho up. Massacre delivers a series of chops, punches, and kicks to all parts of Jericho’s body. Jericho is getting worn out, and Massacre sends another Irish Whip against the ropes. Jericho comes back and Massacre flips him over. Massacre laughs and stalks Jericho. Jericho gets up and Massacre nails the Book End! He hooks the leg.
1…2… Jericho kicks out again!!!
Massacre can’t take it. He picks Jericho up and knees him in the gut almost 5 times. Jericho bends over from the pain and Massacre swiftly hits the Matchbook! Massacre hooks the leg after.
1.....2.....3!
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner, advancing in the Intercontinental Championship tournament, Mike Massacre!
Casey jumps in the ring excited as she hugs Mike. She raises his arm as he wins his match, and possibly a chance to hold the gold. They exit the ring together as the referee checks on Jericho, and they walk to the back as we go to commercial.
“This Calling” hits the PA as Mike Massacre walks onto the stage with the fans cheering and chanting his name, as he walks accompanied by the lovely Casey James. The duo walk down the ramp holding hands as Mike gets on the apron and sits on the ropes, allowing Casey to enter into the ring. She poses for the crowd with Massacre and the fans are eating it up. Casey steps out of the ring as the bell is about to ring for the match to begin.
Lillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the opening contest for the number one contender spot for the Intercontinental Championship!
Ding Ding Ding!
Massacre quickly runs and clotheslines Jericho down to his back hard.. Jericho picks Massacre up and nails a spinning heel kick to Massacre’s jaw. Jericho rams Massacres head into the corner and begins to choke Massacre with his feet. The ref makes the count for Jericho to release the hold.
"1…2…3…4"
Jericho lets go and taunts Massacre. Jericho picks Massacre up, but Massacre counters with a hard chop to the chest. Massacre smacks Jericho’s hands down and nails another hard chop. Jericho cries as he goes for a swing but Massacre ducks. Massacre catches Jericho by surprise with a huge kick to the jaw. The impact sickens the fans and Jericho goes down. Massacre covers and the ref counts.
1…2… Jericho gets the shoulder up!
Massacre picks Jericho up and nails a snap suplex. He stomps on Jericho’s head a few times then picks him up again. Massacre whips Jericho into the corner, and then charges with a powerful clothesline. As Jericho falls forward, Massacre crushes his jaw with a spinning heel kick. Jericho falls and Massacre grins. He goes to the top; which is isn’t likely for Massacre. Massacre leaps foreword and nails the body splash! Massacre hooks the leg.
1…2… Jericho kicks out again!
Massacre smacks the mat then picks Jericho up. Massacre delivers a series of chops, punches, and kicks to all parts of Jericho’s body. Jericho is getting worn out, and Massacre sends another Irish Whip against the ropes. Jericho comes back and Massacre flips him over. Massacre laughs and stalks Jericho. Jericho gets up and Massacre nails the Book End! He hooks the leg.
1…2… Jericho kicks out again!!!
Massacre can’t take it. He picks Jericho up and knees him in the gut almost 5 times. Jericho bends over from the pain and Massacre swiftly hits the Matchbook! Massacre hooks the leg after.
1.....2.....3!
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner, advancing in the Intercontinental Championship tournament, Mike Massacre!
Casey jumps in the ring excited as she hugs Mike. She raises his arm as he wins his match, and possibly a chance to hold the gold. They exit the ring together as the referee checks on Jericho, and they walk to the back as we go to commercial.
WWE programming comes back from its commercial break, but we seem to be in a unusual place. The setting doesn’t seem to be in the arena where the show is being taken place live; it happens to be in a little quite place where most people would like to hang out just for the relaxation. But no one is around, deserted, empty. In the shot we see chair stools in front of a some what of a bar stand where a display is set up behind the stand. Glass cups hang from their original stand with alcohol bottle underneath. We do spot a man though sitting there on one of the stools, almost like he is just hanging out having a drink. The man wears just a normal white t-shirt but it isn’t clean, a few dirt spots can be shown on the sleeves and on the lower back area. Blue jeans a little ripped with strings from the pants loose as if they are barely keeping the pants together. His dirty blonde hair tied up in the pony tail but down in such a horrid job. The man slowly turns around noticing that there is someone in his presence, spying on him, or just doing what he has been asked by this man sitting here. Such a awkward pause takes place, but the man looks upon his attire and gives a smile looking back into the camera.
What? You don’t like the way I look? I think I look kinda pretty, don’t you? I feel comfortable like this; I don’t see why someone wouldn’t. This is me, this is who I am. Don’t like it? Haha, well who doesn’t? You see growing up I’ve been known as the kid you don’t want to hang around with. Look at this…
The man turns around and looks around the empty bar as so does the camera showing that no one is in sight.
Nobody wants to be around me. Is it, because the way I look? The way I dress? Or the way I speak? Why wouldn’t anyone want to hang out with me? I’m the star. I’m the one who made it all the way. So I demand my respect. Where is my respect? When I asked a local earlier he said, “Go away you freak.” Go away you freak? A Freak? That’s the best you can come up with, “Freak”? After what I have gone through, all I get is “freak”?
The man puts his drink down being more focused and slowly kneels towards the camera.
If that’s the best you can come up with, then I assume that what I’m getting myself into is nothing. My competition is “nothing”. I will get respect, and you better believe it……
I am The Brian Kendrick
The Brian Kendrick turns back around as the cameras fade into a black screen for their next commercial break.
What? You don’t like the way I look? I think I look kinda pretty, don’t you? I feel comfortable like this; I don’t see why someone wouldn’t. This is me, this is who I am. Don’t like it? Haha, well who doesn’t? You see growing up I’ve been known as the kid you don’t want to hang around with. Look at this…
The man turns around and looks around the empty bar as so does the camera showing that no one is in sight.
Nobody wants to be around me. Is it, because the way I look? The way I dress? Or the way I speak? Why wouldn’t anyone want to hang out with me? I’m the star. I’m the one who made it all the way. So I demand my respect. Where is my respect? When I asked a local earlier he said, “Go away you freak.” Go away you freak? A Freak? That’s the best you can come up with, “Freak”? After what I have gone through, all I get is “freak”?
The man puts his drink down being more focused and slowly kneels towards the camera.
If that’s the best you can come up with, then I assume that what I’m getting myself into is nothing. My competition is “nothing”. I will get respect, and you better believe it……
I am The Brian Kendrick
The Brian Kendrick turns back around as the cameras fade into a black screen for their next commercial break.
We come back from the commercial break with Drezzy in the ring stretching, preparing for his triple threat match. “Who is Suicide?” hits the PA as the fans are confused as a man completely covered up comes to the ring, not making any notice of the fans; only looking straight at his opponent. He slides into the ring and just stands there like a statue. “If You Dare” then plays as Tazz gets a little pop as he makes his way out on the stage. He has a towel wrapped over his head as he walks down the ramp frantically. He climbs up the steps and into the ring, and crosses his arms as he watches his two opponents. The bell rings as we begin the triple threat.
Ding Ding Ding!
All three men begin brawling with each, throwing fists at forearms at each other. Drezzy and Tazz team up and double dropkick Suicide out of the ring before swiftly getting back to their feet and locking-up. Drezzy gets an advantage and powers Tazz under his armpit into a headlock. Tazz pushes Drezzy off and against the ropes. Drezzy comes back and Tazz goes for a dropkick. Drezzy ducks under, and bounces off the other ropes, and comes back with a cross body! Suicide rolls into the ring and rolls up Tazz with an Oklahoma Roll!
1……2….Kickout!
Tazz catches Suicide by surprise with a school boy!
1…..2….Kickout!
Drezzy back slides Tazz!
1…..2….Kickout!
Drezzy gets up and grabs Suicide. He goes for a German, but Tazz latches on to Drezzy’s back! A double German suplex! Suicide soars through the air like he actually has wings! Suicide lands hard on the back of his neck as does Drezzy. Tazz covers Suicide!
1…..2….Kickout!
He then crawls over to Drezzy!
1…..Kickout!
Suicide gets up and starts punching Tazz, driving his fists hard into Tazz’s stomach. He finishes up with a toe kick, and plants Tazz with a DDT. Drezzy swings Suicide around, and delivers a toe kick of his own. Suicide hunches over as Drezzy snaps him with a nice vertical suplex! Tazz flips onto Suicide, showing some uncoordinated teamwork. Drezzy whips Tazz against the ropes and as he comes back hits a nice monkey flip! Tazz soars over Suicide and crashes close to the ring apron. Suicide grabs Drezzy and sets him up for the DOA, but Tazz slips off and pushes Suicide away. Suicide comes back but is hit with a Super Kick! Suicide falls flat on his back. Tazz is catching his breath as Tazz sneaks up to Suicide and pins him!
1……2…..DREZZY BREAKS IT UP!
Drezzy looks crazed as he just saved the match. He lifts Tazz up and hits a nice leg sweep, slamming his head down on the mat. Suicide is up, ready to pounce. He does, but Drezzy ducks, and hits Tazz! Suicide turns around and is dropped by a cutter! Drezzy takes control of the match but Tazz quickly pops up and locks on the Tazzmission on Drezzy! He can’t hang on…HE TAPS!!
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner…Tazz!
Tazz lets go of the Tazzmission and slides out of the ring as Suicide gets back to his feet, wondering what just happened. He stands leaning against the ropes and makes a gun symbol with his finger, and acts as he’s shooting himself in the head. Tazz watches and turns around, heading to the back as we go to commercial.
Ding Ding Ding!
All three men begin brawling with each, throwing fists at forearms at each other. Drezzy and Tazz team up and double dropkick Suicide out of the ring before swiftly getting back to their feet and locking-up. Drezzy gets an advantage and powers Tazz under his armpit into a headlock. Tazz pushes Drezzy off and against the ropes. Drezzy comes back and Tazz goes for a dropkick. Drezzy ducks under, and bounces off the other ropes, and comes back with a cross body! Suicide rolls into the ring and rolls up Tazz with an Oklahoma Roll!
1……2….Kickout!
Tazz catches Suicide by surprise with a school boy!
1…..2….Kickout!
Drezzy back slides Tazz!
1…..2….Kickout!
Drezzy gets up and grabs Suicide. He goes for a German, but Tazz latches on to Drezzy’s back! A double German suplex! Suicide soars through the air like he actually has wings! Suicide lands hard on the back of his neck as does Drezzy. Tazz covers Suicide!
1…..2….Kickout!
He then crawls over to Drezzy!
1…..Kickout!
Suicide gets up and starts punching Tazz, driving his fists hard into Tazz’s stomach. He finishes up with a toe kick, and plants Tazz with a DDT. Drezzy swings Suicide around, and delivers a toe kick of his own. Suicide hunches over as Drezzy snaps him with a nice vertical suplex! Tazz flips onto Suicide, showing some uncoordinated teamwork. Drezzy whips Tazz against the ropes and as he comes back hits a nice monkey flip! Tazz soars over Suicide and crashes close to the ring apron. Suicide grabs Drezzy and sets him up for the DOA, but Tazz slips off and pushes Suicide away. Suicide comes back but is hit with a Super Kick! Suicide falls flat on his back. Tazz is catching his breath as Tazz sneaks up to Suicide and pins him!
1……2…..DREZZY BREAKS IT UP!
Drezzy looks crazed as he just saved the match. He lifts Tazz up and hits a nice leg sweep, slamming his head down on the mat. Suicide is up, ready to pounce. He does, but Drezzy ducks, and hits Tazz! Suicide turns around and is dropped by a cutter! Drezzy takes control of the match but Tazz quickly pops up and locks on the Tazzmission on Drezzy! He can’t hang on…HE TAPS!!
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner…Tazz!
Tazz lets go of the Tazzmission and slides out of the ring as Suicide gets back to his feet, wondering what just happened. He stands leaning against the ropes and makes a gun symbol with his finger, and acts as he’s shooting himself in the head. Tazz watches and turns around, heading to the back as we go to commercial.
In the distance we hear the squeaking of a shower head being twisted to stop the flow of water. A few splashes later we can hear a sliding door. Sitting outside of the shower room is The Roy. He sits with his cowboy hat on his head and an issue of people magazine in his hand. It appears to have come from the stack of magazines on the table. Not much time for scenery is left as all eyes are draw to Kammy who walks out of the shower room in nothing but a towel. Her wet hair drops down her back as her eyes burn a hole in The Roy. He slowly sits the magazine down on the table. He stands up, not taking his eyes off of Kammy, even for a second.
Kammy: What the hell are you doing here?
The Roy: I’m here because I couldn’t find your freak show husband any where around the back. I saw that tonight’s main even is Johnny Magnum versus Scott Levy and knowing you, there’s no doubt you’re going to be out there to cheer on your hubby right? I promised Magnum he could fly solo on this one because I know he can manage his own. But if you screw this up for him, then there’s going to be a lot of hell to pay before the night ends.
Kammy’s eyes squint in anger as she cocks her hand behind her head. She swings it like a whip to smack The Roy across the face but just before contact is made, her arm is grabbed by another mans hand. She looks up at him and smiles. The sinister Scott Levy looks towards The Roy with a look of dissatisfaction.
Levy: Did I just hear you…..threaten…my wife…
The Roy leans his head back slightly. He realizes the situation could explode, but refuses to back down.
The Roy: Yeah, that’s exactly what you just heard. Now that you’re here I’m going to tell you the same thing.
Levy: No, let me tell you something. Last week you walked down to the ring and put on a half ass performance that I would expect from local mall wrestler. Then this week you request to not even be on the card. It’s obvious that you’re slipping so I suggest you walk out of this room…walk out of this arena…and fly back to Baltimore because you’re not welcome here. And If I ever see you any where near my wife again….there’s a good possibility that cowboy hat will be shoved so far down your throat that my foot will feel it while I’m kicking your ass.
The Roy: Whoa who the hell are you to put threats against me? Last time you and I were supposed to face you didn’t even show up to the arena. I’m the big dog here, not you. So get it straight…
Scott and The Roy lock eyes. Before it can go any further, The Roy walks out of the room leaving Kammy and Scott Levy alone with their thoughts.
Kammy: What the hell are you doing here?
The Roy: I’m here because I couldn’t find your freak show husband any where around the back. I saw that tonight’s main even is Johnny Magnum versus Scott Levy and knowing you, there’s no doubt you’re going to be out there to cheer on your hubby right? I promised Magnum he could fly solo on this one because I know he can manage his own. But if you screw this up for him, then there’s going to be a lot of hell to pay before the night ends.
Kammy’s eyes squint in anger as she cocks her hand behind her head. She swings it like a whip to smack The Roy across the face but just before contact is made, her arm is grabbed by another mans hand. She looks up at him and smiles. The sinister Scott Levy looks towards The Roy with a look of dissatisfaction.
Levy: Did I just hear you…..threaten…my wife…
The Roy leans his head back slightly. He realizes the situation could explode, but refuses to back down.
The Roy: Yeah, that’s exactly what you just heard. Now that you’re here I’m going to tell you the same thing.
Levy: No, let me tell you something. Last week you walked down to the ring and put on a half ass performance that I would expect from local mall wrestler. Then this week you request to not even be on the card. It’s obvious that you’re slipping so I suggest you walk out of this room…walk out of this arena…and fly back to Baltimore because you’re not welcome here. And If I ever see you any where near my wife again….there’s a good possibility that cowboy hat will be shoved so far down your throat that my foot will feel it while I’m kicking your ass.
The Roy: Whoa who the hell are you to put threats against me? Last time you and I were supposed to face you didn’t even show up to the arena. I’m the big dog here, not you. So get it straight…
Scott and The Roy lock eyes. Before it can go any further, The Roy walks out of the room leaving Kammy and Scott Levy alone with their thoughts.
Amy Weber is in the ring showing off in her tight pants and black shirt to the fans as “Diva” by Beyonce plays through the arena, and the fans cheer as Melina walks out on the ramp and down the red carpet. She holds the Women’s Championship over her head as she keeps that perfect smile on her face. She’s wearing her usual outfit, obviously with bra and panties underneath, just in case. She gets in the ring by doing her split, and her music dies down. “Miss Murder” plays as Lintu Ciel walks out on the stage with an angry look on her face, knowing that Women’s Title should be hers. She walks fast down the ramp and quickly slides in the ring, but the referee holds her back as we await our last contestant. “Six Feet Under The Stars” hits the PA as the fan favorite, Casey James, makes her way out to the ring. Lots of people begin taking pictures and cheering as the blonde bombshell makes her way to the ring wearing a cute Sesame Street shirt. She climbs the steps as the referee helps her into the ring. The music dies down as Lillian Garcia begins to speak.
Lillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a Four Way Bra and Panties Elimination match!
Ding Ding Ding!
Lintu dives right for Melina, tackling her and suddenly it’s a quick cat fight, as Casey and Amy work each other. Lintu rose to her feet, ran towards Melina hitting a wrap around DDT, followed by a standing moonsault. Lintu picks up Melina and suplex's her hard on the mat. Lintu then quickly nails a drop kick to Melina’s shin. Melina drops stomach first to the mat. Lintu then scrambles to her feet and delivers more stomps to the back of Melina's head. The referee tries to back Lintu away, but she doesn't want any part of it. The ref grabs Lintu's arm. Lintu turns around and turns her attention to the ref. Lintu slowly backs the ref into the corner. Lintu then turns around, but is met with a hard kick to the gut by Melina. Melina follows this up with a fisherman suplex.
On the other side of the ring, Amy gets up and slaps Casey hard. Amy is signaling for the Sick Clothesline, which she is able to deliver on Casey. Amy is calling for the end as she is climbing the turnbuckle for a Moonsault type of move, but Casey rises to her feet and walks over to and gets her in a powerbomb type of position and Casey reigns down a spinal rearranging powerbomb on Amy and the crowd is going wild. Casey is now down on her hands and knees, stalking and measuring Amy up. Amy gets up and Casey runs and hits her with a swinging neckbreaker. On the other side of the ring, Melina tears off Lintu’s top, leaving her in just a bra. Casey goes down to Amy and tears her bottoms off leaving her in her panties! Now the action really begins. The champ charges and tackles Casey down to her back and rips her top off, and the crowd goes nuts. Melina stands up and waves Casey’s shirt over her head, as Lintu tears down Melina’s pants. All four women jump to a corner with at least one article of clothing missing. Amy, Melina, and Casey point to Lintu who is in her corner, and they decide to triple team. All three girls rush at her and grab her, tearing off her bottoms.
Lillian Garcia: Lintu Ciel has been eliminated!
Casey then jumps on Amy Lou Thez style and rips her top off, leaving her in her bra and panties.
Lillian Garcia: Amy Weber has been eliminated!
Casey is wearing just her bottoms and Melina wearing just a top. Melina grabs Casey by her hair and suplexes her. Melina picks her up and goes for a back suplex, but somehow Casey over powers her and blocks it. Casey now gets out of it and hit’s a spin kick to the gut of Melina bending her over. Casey now climbs the top rope and jumps down with a double axe handle across Melina’s back, but she still doesn’t go down. Casey gets up and Melina falls back right into a neckbreaker from Casey! Melina hits the mat hard and Casey tears off Melina’s top! That’s it! It’s over!
Ding Ding Ding!
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner…..Casey James!
Melina jumps back up and tries attacking Casey, but she gets out of the ring fast enough to escape with her top on. She raises her arm in victory as we cut to commercial.
Lillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a Four Way Bra and Panties Elimination match!
Ding Ding Ding!
Lintu dives right for Melina, tackling her and suddenly it’s a quick cat fight, as Casey and Amy work each other. Lintu rose to her feet, ran towards Melina hitting a wrap around DDT, followed by a standing moonsault. Lintu picks up Melina and suplex's her hard on the mat. Lintu then quickly nails a drop kick to Melina’s shin. Melina drops stomach first to the mat. Lintu then scrambles to her feet and delivers more stomps to the back of Melina's head. The referee tries to back Lintu away, but she doesn't want any part of it. The ref grabs Lintu's arm. Lintu turns around and turns her attention to the ref. Lintu slowly backs the ref into the corner. Lintu then turns around, but is met with a hard kick to the gut by Melina. Melina follows this up with a fisherman suplex.
On the other side of the ring, Amy gets up and slaps Casey hard. Amy is signaling for the Sick Clothesline, which she is able to deliver on Casey. Amy is calling for the end as she is climbing the turnbuckle for a Moonsault type of move, but Casey rises to her feet and walks over to and gets her in a powerbomb type of position and Casey reigns down a spinal rearranging powerbomb on Amy and the crowd is going wild. Casey is now down on her hands and knees, stalking and measuring Amy up. Amy gets up and Casey runs and hits her with a swinging neckbreaker. On the other side of the ring, Melina tears off Lintu’s top, leaving her in just a bra. Casey goes down to Amy and tears her bottoms off leaving her in her panties! Now the action really begins. The champ charges and tackles Casey down to her back and rips her top off, and the crowd goes nuts. Melina stands up and waves Casey’s shirt over her head, as Lintu tears down Melina’s pants. All four women jump to a corner with at least one article of clothing missing. Amy, Melina, and Casey point to Lintu who is in her corner, and they decide to triple team. All three girls rush at her and grab her, tearing off her bottoms.
Lillian Garcia: Lintu Ciel has been eliminated!
Casey then jumps on Amy Lou Thez style and rips her top off, leaving her in her bra and panties.
Lillian Garcia: Amy Weber has been eliminated!
Casey is wearing just her bottoms and Melina wearing just a top. Melina grabs Casey by her hair and suplexes her. Melina picks her up and goes for a back suplex, but somehow Casey over powers her and blocks it. Casey now gets out of it and hit’s a spin kick to the gut of Melina bending her over. Casey now climbs the top rope and jumps down with a double axe handle across Melina’s back, but she still doesn’t go down. Casey gets up and Melina falls back right into a neckbreaker from Casey! Melina hits the mat hard and Casey tears off Melina’s top! That’s it! It’s over!
Ding Ding Ding!
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner…..Casey James!
Melina jumps back up and tries attacking Casey, but she gets out of the ring fast enough to escape with her top on. She raises her arm in victory as we cut to commercial.
“Storm” plays throughout the arena as Lance Storm makes his way down the ramp, wearing his white and red tights. He walks down to the ring, attracting much heat from the fans. He smirks as he walks ass the fans as they boo and chant at him. He runs up the steps and hops into the ring. He taunts on the turnbuckle, throwing his arms in the air, until he is interrupted…
“Home” By Daughtry plays. Lance gazes at the entrance way as the up and coming Donal McQuillan makes his way down the ramp. He runs down, slapping hands with fans. He slides under the ropes and points at Lance, then motions that the title will come home to him, sooner or later. Donal stands on the turnbuckle and points out to the fans, much to their pleasure. Donal leaps and spins around, only to run into a lariat by Lance.
DING! DING! DING!
Lance mounts Donal, and connects with vicious punches. The ref warns Lance, but he doesn’t seem to pay much attention. The ref pulls him off, but Lance pushes the ref to the side. Donal raises himself to a sitting position, only to have the foot of Lance connect across his chest. Lance smirks and raises his arms, the fans erupt with boos. A smile is forced on Lance’s face as he picks Donal up and Irish whips him against the ropes. Storm bends down, getting ready to back drop the kid, but Donal leaps over and rolls him up with a Sunset flip!
1…2… No!
Storm pops out and gets to his feet. Donal jumps to his feet to and they both quickly run to a corner. The fans cheer at the show of athleticism. Lance and Donal lock up in the center. Strom overpowers the kid, sending him bouncing off the turnbuckle. Donal ducks out of the way of a clothesline and bounces off the ropes, ducks out of another clothesline and connects with a neck breaker!! Donal rolls Storm up!
1…2… No!
Donal, frustrated picks up Storm and hits a thunderous DDT! He covers again!
1…2… No!
Storm puts the shoulder up! Donal slams him back down and attempts another pin!
1…2… Kick Out!
Donal turns red with anger and picks Storm up. He throws him with all his might against the turnbuckle, Storm crashes into it and grasps his lower back. Donal screams and runs towards Lance in the turnbuckle, Lance ducks and Donal smacks his torso into the turnbuckle!! Lance rolls him up, but not into a pin! He grabs Donal’s legs and sticks his leg between his two and turns him over! Sharpshooter! The Maple Leaf!! Donal screams in pain as Lance applies more pressure onto the legs and back! Donal climbs towards the ropes, reaching his hand out as far as possible… after a minute or so of struggle, Donal is able to grab the ropes. Storm doesn’t release the hold… the ref begins the count to 5.
1…2…3…4…
He releases him. Lance picks Donal up, but Donal breaks the arms of Lance apart. He jabs him! Left, right, left, right… drop kick! The fans erupt as Donal makes his triumph come back. He anticipates Lance to get up, pumping his arms… As he gets up Donal charges… BULLDOG!!! He hooks the leg!
1…2…3!!
WAIT A SECOND! Lance’s leg was hooked! Donal pulls Lance’s legs back as far as possible!
1…2… Lance gets the shoulder up!
Donal sits next to Lance, close to tears. He climbs up the turnbuckle, much to the appeal of the fans. As Lance gets up, Donal gets ready to jump… Lance turns… Donal leaps!!! CROSSBODY!!! But wait! Lance rolls back as Donal lands on top of him, causing them to tumble over an extra time.. Lance pulls back Donal's legs!
1…2…3!!
Lance pops out and rolls out of the ring as Donal jumps to his knees, staring at the ref, then Lance… The ref yells something at the announcer, as the winner is announced…
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner and the number one contender for the Intercontinental Championship…… Lance Storm!!
“Storm” picks back up as the fans boo. Donal gets up and walks around the ring. Punching the turnbuckle. Lance paces backwards up the ramp, a big smile wiped across his face. He holds his hands up and motions that he’ll be the next champion as Raw goes to a commercial break.
“Home” By Daughtry plays. Lance gazes at the entrance way as the up and coming Donal McQuillan makes his way down the ramp. He runs down, slapping hands with fans. He slides under the ropes and points at Lance, then motions that the title will come home to him, sooner or later. Donal stands on the turnbuckle and points out to the fans, much to their pleasure. Donal leaps and spins around, only to run into a lariat by Lance.
DING! DING! DING!
Lance mounts Donal, and connects with vicious punches. The ref warns Lance, but he doesn’t seem to pay much attention. The ref pulls him off, but Lance pushes the ref to the side. Donal raises himself to a sitting position, only to have the foot of Lance connect across his chest. Lance smirks and raises his arms, the fans erupt with boos. A smile is forced on Lance’s face as he picks Donal up and Irish whips him against the ropes. Storm bends down, getting ready to back drop the kid, but Donal leaps over and rolls him up with a Sunset flip!
1…2… No!
Storm pops out and gets to his feet. Donal jumps to his feet to and they both quickly run to a corner. The fans cheer at the show of athleticism. Lance and Donal lock up in the center. Strom overpowers the kid, sending him bouncing off the turnbuckle. Donal ducks out of the way of a clothesline and bounces off the ropes, ducks out of another clothesline and connects with a neck breaker!! Donal rolls Storm up!
1…2… No!
Donal, frustrated picks up Storm and hits a thunderous DDT! He covers again!
1…2… No!
Storm puts the shoulder up! Donal slams him back down and attempts another pin!
1…2… Kick Out!
Donal turns red with anger and picks Storm up. He throws him with all his might against the turnbuckle, Storm crashes into it and grasps his lower back. Donal screams and runs towards Lance in the turnbuckle, Lance ducks and Donal smacks his torso into the turnbuckle!! Lance rolls him up, but not into a pin! He grabs Donal’s legs and sticks his leg between his two and turns him over! Sharpshooter! The Maple Leaf!! Donal screams in pain as Lance applies more pressure onto the legs and back! Donal climbs towards the ropes, reaching his hand out as far as possible… after a minute or so of struggle, Donal is able to grab the ropes. Storm doesn’t release the hold… the ref begins the count to 5.
1…2…3…4…
He releases him. Lance picks Donal up, but Donal breaks the arms of Lance apart. He jabs him! Left, right, left, right… drop kick! The fans erupt as Donal makes his triumph come back. He anticipates Lance to get up, pumping his arms… As he gets up Donal charges… BULLDOG!!! He hooks the leg!
1…2…3!!
WAIT A SECOND! Lance’s leg was hooked! Donal pulls Lance’s legs back as far as possible!
1…2… Lance gets the shoulder up!
Donal sits next to Lance, close to tears. He climbs up the turnbuckle, much to the appeal of the fans. As Lance gets up, Donal gets ready to jump… Lance turns… Donal leaps!!! CROSSBODY!!! But wait! Lance rolls back as Donal lands on top of him, causing them to tumble over an extra time.. Lance pulls back Donal's legs!
1…2…3!!
Lance pops out and rolls out of the ring as Donal jumps to his knees, staring at the ref, then Lance… The ref yells something at the announcer, as the winner is announced…
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner and the number one contender for the Intercontinental Championship…… Lance Storm!!
“Storm” picks back up as the fans boo. Donal gets up and walks around the ring. Punching the turnbuckle. Lance paces backwards up the ramp, a big smile wiped across his face. He holds his hands up and motions that he’ll be the next champion as Raw goes to a commercial break.
"Ties That Bind" plays over the PA system as Johnny Magnum appears on stage. He poses at the top of the ramp as he walks down the entrance ramp slapping hands with the fans. He quickly slides into the ring, runs and jumps on the second rope. He stares out towards the crowd as he awaits his opponent.
“Choke” by Kazy suddenly hits over the sound system as darkness falls over the arena. A large spotlight shines at the entrance of the stage and slowly ‘The Raven’ Scott Levy appears. Following behind him is Kammy. The duo stands tall at the top of the stage as the crowd gives them a warm welcome of boos. Scott Levy has a microphone in his hands and begins to speak, as he continues to walk down the ramp:
Scott Levy: “Johnny, Johnny, Johnny. I see The Roy is a man of his words, but so am I. Last week I said that no man will stand in the way of my destiny. I am here to win the World Title and that is exactly what I will do. Magnum, you are simply a child in war; you will serve as a great message. Quote the raven, nevermore.”
Scott walks Kammy to the side of the ring, before he enters the ring himself. Levy and Magnum stare at each other as the referee pats them down before calling for the bell.
Ding Ding Ding!
Magnum and Scott dance around the ring before finally tying up in a collar and elbow. Levy breaks the hold and quickly rakes the eyes of Johnny. He grabs him by the hair and nails a huge punch, followed by another and a forearm. Magnum falls into the ropes and seems shocked. Magnum quickly charges Scott and goes for a cross body, yet misses. Scott quickly pulls him off, shoots him off the ropes and nails him with a high knee.
Johnny rolls to the outside and Scott quickly follows him. Johnny is introduced the hard way to the ring post and his back is than introduced to the guardrail. Scott is in his territory as he quickly fires away with punches at Johnny. He than walks him over to the announce table and slams his head into it. Scott taunts to the crowd and Johnny takes advantage! Huge neck breaker! Johnny quickly rolls Scott inside and he climbs the ropes. Magnum jumps and connects with a huge leg drop!
Magnum picks Scott up and places him in a headlock. Scott uses his experience to counter with a side suplex. Johnny is rolling in pain and Scott drops a huge knee on the ankle of Johnny. Scott than gives Magnum a stiff kick to the temple and places his leg on the second rope. Scott bounces off and jumps, crashing in his leg! Magnum lets out a scream and Scott begins to nail huge punches.
Scott Levy seems to have his way with Johnny as he places him in the corner. Scott goes to the opposite corner, charges and Johnny greets him with a huge kick to the face. Scott grabs his face and blood begins to trickle from his nose. Johnny follows up with a spin kick and than a huge belly to belly suplex. Scott and Johnny both get up quickly and have a stare down. Magnum is near the ropes and Kammy grabs a hold of his foot, giving Scott a chance to ambush him. Scott nails a huge inverted DDT and goes for the win.
1……………2…………KICKOUT!
Scott gets up and quickly unwraps one of the turnbuckle padding. He picks Magnum up and is going to slam him face first into the exposed steel. Johnny slips out and nails an atomic drop. Scott is bounces around the ring and Magnum out of nowhere nails The Gun Shot. Johnny goes for the pin, but Kammy jumps on the apron distracting the referee.
Suddenly, "Headstrong" blasts over the PA system and The Roy runs down the entrance ramp. Kammy quickly jumps off the apron and runs around the ring with The Roy in pursuit. Kammy is now running up the entrance ramp and The Roy is right behind her. Johnny stands in the ring with an expression of disbelief. Suddenly, Scott nails Magnum with a chop block and quickly starts to unleash forearms.
Scott slams Johnny face first into the exposed steel and quickly nails The Even Flow. Scott could go for the pin, but decides not to and he unleashes main hard fists to Johnny’s head. Magnum is now bleeding before finally Scott drops another Even Flow and goes for the cover…
1……………2………………3!
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner, “The Raven” Scott Levy!
Scott Levy slides out of the ring and grabs a chair. He places Magnum in the center of the ring on his back and measures the chair up to his throat. He is going to smash his throat with the chair until suddenly; The Roy comes running back out. Scott slides out of the ring and up the entrance ramp as The Roy checks on Magnum and stares down Scott Levy as the show comes to its ending.
[/color][/b][/center]“Choke” by Kazy suddenly hits over the sound system as darkness falls over the arena. A large spotlight shines at the entrance of the stage and slowly ‘The Raven’ Scott Levy appears. Following behind him is Kammy. The duo stands tall at the top of the stage as the crowd gives them a warm welcome of boos. Scott Levy has a microphone in his hands and begins to speak, as he continues to walk down the ramp:
Scott Levy: “Johnny, Johnny, Johnny. I see The Roy is a man of his words, but so am I. Last week I said that no man will stand in the way of my destiny. I am here to win the World Title and that is exactly what I will do. Magnum, you are simply a child in war; you will serve as a great message. Quote the raven, nevermore.”
Scott walks Kammy to the side of the ring, before he enters the ring himself. Levy and Magnum stare at each other as the referee pats them down before calling for the bell.
Ding Ding Ding!
Magnum and Scott dance around the ring before finally tying up in a collar and elbow. Levy breaks the hold and quickly rakes the eyes of Johnny. He grabs him by the hair and nails a huge punch, followed by another and a forearm. Magnum falls into the ropes and seems shocked. Magnum quickly charges Scott and goes for a cross body, yet misses. Scott quickly pulls him off, shoots him off the ropes and nails him with a high knee.
Johnny rolls to the outside and Scott quickly follows him. Johnny is introduced the hard way to the ring post and his back is than introduced to the guardrail. Scott is in his territory as he quickly fires away with punches at Johnny. He than walks him over to the announce table and slams his head into it. Scott taunts to the crowd and Johnny takes advantage! Huge neck breaker! Johnny quickly rolls Scott inside and he climbs the ropes. Magnum jumps and connects with a huge leg drop!
Magnum picks Scott up and places him in a headlock. Scott uses his experience to counter with a side suplex. Johnny is rolling in pain and Scott drops a huge knee on the ankle of Johnny. Scott than gives Magnum a stiff kick to the temple and places his leg on the second rope. Scott bounces off and jumps, crashing in his leg! Magnum lets out a scream and Scott begins to nail huge punches.
Scott Levy seems to have his way with Johnny as he places him in the corner. Scott goes to the opposite corner, charges and Johnny greets him with a huge kick to the face. Scott grabs his face and blood begins to trickle from his nose. Johnny follows up with a spin kick and than a huge belly to belly suplex. Scott and Johnny both get up quickly and have a stare down. Magnum is near the ropes and Kammy grabs a hold of his foot, giving Scott a chance to ambush him. Scott nails a huge inverted DDT and goes for the win.
1……………2…………KICKOUT!
Scott gets up and quickly unwraps one of the turnbuckle padding. He picks Magnum up and is going to slam him face first into the exposed steel. Johnny slips out and nails an atomic drop. Scott is bounces around the ring and Magnum out of nowhere nails The Gun Shot. Johnny goes for the pin, but Kammy jumps on the apron distracting the referee.
Suddenly, "Headstrong" blasts over the PA system and The Roy runs down the entrance ramp. Kammy quickly jumps off the apron and runs around the ring with The Roy in pursuit. Kammy is now running up the entrance ramp and The Roy is right behind her. Johnny stands in the ring with an expression of disbelief. Suddenly, Scott nails Magnum with a chop block and quickly starts to unleash forearms.
Scott slams Johnny face first into the exposed steel and quickly nails The Even Flow. Scott could go for the pin, but decides not to and he unleashes main hard fists to Johnny’s head. Magnum is now bleeding before finally Scott drops another Even Flow and goes for the cover…
1……………2………………3!
Lillian Garcia: Here is your winner, “The Raven” Scott Levy!
Scott Levy slides out of the ring and grabs a chair. He places Magnum in the center of the ring on his back and measures the chair up to his throat. He is going to smash his throat with the chair until suddenly; The Roy comes running back out. Scott slides out of the ring and up the entrance ramp as The Roy checks on Magnum and stares down Scott Levy as the show comes to its ending.
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