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Raw is War: Episode 10
Location: Allstate Arena, Chicago

*Fireworks blast throughout the arena as the fans cheer loudly! We cut to ringside where Jim Ross and Jerry ‘The King’ Lawler are awaiting us.*

JR: Welcome ladies & gentlemen to Raw is War, and we are just 20 days away from WrestleMania! Tonight, we hope to add more names to the card, as not only does our United States Championship Tournament begin, we also have two more Money in the Bank qualifiers! I’m Jim Ross, alongside Jerry ‘The King’ Lawler, and King, what a night it’s set to be tonight.

King: You’re not wrong JR! This arena went through hell last night with HWA having their Blood Rush in this very city, but tonight, Raw is War rolls into town, and what a night it’s going to be! We also expect an answer tonight from Edge after CM Punk’s challenge last week to a No Holds Barred match at WrestleMania!

JR: Also, we’re expecting both Chris Jericho and Ultimate Warrior to continue on their journey to their big main event showdown at WrestleMania with Ultimate Warrior’s WWE Championship on the line!

King: And don’t forget JR! The Deadman is here tonight! The Rock laid down the challenge one more time last week, and tonight, The Undertaker will answer that challenge! Will he put The Streak on the line in 20 days against The Great One?

JR: I don’t know King, but we’re going to find out tonight!



*Cult of Personality blares over the PA system, as CM Punk comes walking out from the back to a decent sized pop from his home crowd in Chicago. He makes his way down the ramp, even slapping a few hands along the way. He climbs into the ring, and grabs a mic. He turns back to the center, as the music is cut.*

CM Punk: Last week, I did something epic. Last week, I left one man to fend for himself, and I issued a challenge to another. So to start this night off, I want to say a quick word to Chris. Chris...you and I both have the same saying, best in the world. Last week, I proved it when I left your ass high and dry. The reason I say that is because if you were truly the best in the world, you would have been smart enough to bail first, but you didn't. So, the next time you think about calling yourself the best in the world, just remember, you were out smarted by someone better than you.

Now...the other thing I did last week was issue a challenge. A big challenge as a matter of fact. I challenge the man I've been fighting with in recent months, to a No Holds Barred match. See Adam, people like Lesnar, and Warrior, and Jericho...they've already earned their Wrestlemania moment. Hell, even you have. The reason I chose No Holds Barred, is because I want that night, I want that match, to be a night to remember!

*The fans pop big time for this*

I want to leave you broken and battered. You stepped away from the ring for a reason, and Ill be the reason to make you step away again. The WWE constantly replays images of Wrestlemania moments, well, come Wrestlemania, I will leave you bloody and beaten. You will be left in a pool of your own blood. In that moment...that exact moment, will be when I lift you into the air, and pause for the cameras. They'll take a picture, as your blood seeps down my arm, and you lay lifeless on my shoulders. That moment, that exact moment, I will throw you up and over, and connect with my knee. I'll deliver the sweet sweet GTS, and knock your lights out for good. Now...they say a picture is worth a 1,000th words, well, when they snap that picture of your skull bouncing off of my knee, that's when that picture will be priceless.

*The fans give a mixed reaction to this side of Punk.*

Now...I'm tired of waiting. I've waited long enough. I want my answer, and I want it now damn it!



*Jericho swaggers out from the back mic in hand, and he instantly begins to speak*

Chris Jericho: No, no, no ,no, no. Punk you're not getting your answer from Edge right now, because there's something more important that needs to be addressed. There's something more important the I need to address.

*Jericho climbs the steel steps and steps into the ring*

Chris Jericho: First of all, let's get one thing VERY clear. You are NOT the best in the world. I am the best in the world at what I do. You didn't abandon me last week because you're the best in the world. And you certainly didn't abandon the match because you're smarter than me. You bailed the match last week because you're a coward.

*crowd boo*

Chris Jericho: You left me last week because you knew that if you were tagged in you would have been beaten up so bad that you wouldn't be standing here this week. That's the truth, isn't it? You were scared to get beaten, you knew that you weren't good enough to win that match.

*crowd boo*

Chris Jericho: Because if there's one thing I know about Chicago, it's the fact that it home to some of the most average people in the world. In fact, I think I heard somewhere that it's the world capital of everything average.

*the boos reach a new high as Jericho lays into the crowd*

Chris Jericho: But of course, all these people know that, because you yourself Punk are a walking proof of what this city produces. Average joes that never amount to nothing but cowardly nobodies.

*crowd boo further*

Chris Jericho: Oh come on!! For the past weeks this man hasn't been cheered once, but now that he's back in this dump of a city, he's being cheered? You're all nothing but a bunch or hypocrites and parasites. You'll cheer a man one week and hang him out to dry the next!! And even then, you're never cheering for the real champion in the ring!

*the crowd boo*

Chris Jericho: These people don't respect you Punk. They don't like you. Next week they'll be among the masses booing you again, just you wait!!

*the crowd start a "NO!" chant*

Chris Jericho: But the fact of the matter is, you left me hanging last week Punk, because you're jealous. You're jealous that you're not in the main event at Wrestlemania. In fact, you're not even going to Wrestlemania yet! Me on the other hand, I'M GOING TO WRESTLEMANIA!!
And not only that, but I'm going to the main event at Wrestlemania, and in the main event at Wrestlemania, I am going to win the WWE Championship. And you Punk are jealous because you'll never..... EEEEEEEEEEEEVEEEEEEER, achieve the amount of success that I have gained in my career. Do you understand what I'm saying to you right now, Punk.

*Jericho leans into the face of Punk with a smile on his face*

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*The fans begin to boo almost immediately as the smoke rises up through the stage. Edge explodes out of it and he gets a nice pop, but the booing immediately returns as he smirks and stops, with a microphone in his hands.*

Edge: Ahh always nice to be in Chicago.

*The fans pop as Edge begins to walk down the ramp.*

Edge: Now, you’ll have to forgive me- I know this is CM Punk’s hometown and everything, but Chicago is a very important town for my career. You see, it was right about here.

*Edge has stopped at the bottom of the ramp and is waving his hand over the mats at the bottom of the ramp as Jericho & Punk look confused.*

Edge: It was right about here that I Speared Mick Foley through a BURNING TABLE at Wrestlemania 22. I’ve still got the burns to prove it, and Punk- if that didn’t finish me off, I sure as hell am not going to let you do it.

You see Punk, last week, I asked you to put on a show with me at WrestleMania, to truly find out who the better man is- but you had to go one further, you had to try and outdo me. You see, what I asked for Punk was a match, you- well you asked for a death wish.

*The fans give a mixed reaction to this as Edge climbs into the ring and walks straight past Jericho, getting into Punk’s face.*

Edge: And that death wish Punk, is exactly what you’re going to get- I accept!

*The fans pop massive for this news.*

Edge: But what you’ve done Punk is sign your own life away- you’re going to be facing me in the most brutal of matches, where I can do absolutely anything and everything to you- and you have to take it, you have to take it and give it back twice as hard if you’re going to beat me in 20 days.

What I’m saying to you right in this very second Punk, is that a broken neck, doctor’s orders, a flaming table, numerous TLC matches, Hell in a Cell matches, Ladder matches, Hardcore matches, Extreme Rules matches, chair shots, being thrown through tables, thrown off ladders, falling twenty feet having Speared Jeff Hardy in mid-air, none of it ended me.

At WrestleMania Punk, if you’re truly going to do as you say, you’re gonna have to do much, much worse to me- and I don’t think you can do it.

*The fans boo Edge talking down to their hometown hero.*

Edge: Why don’t I think you can do it? Exactly as you say Punk, you’ve never had a WrestleMania moment- not like mine. I had one at WrestleMania 2000 when I was stood on top of a table suspended by two ladders, holding the Tag Team Championships up high with Christian. I had one at WrestleMania 18, when in front of my home town; I beat Booker T 12 years after watching WrestleMania 6 in the same building as just a little kid.

I had one at WrestleMania 21 after coming back less than a year before from a broken neck, when I beat six of Raw’s greatest ever superstars, including the very man next to us in this ring- the man that invented the match- Chris Jericho- to become the first ever Mr. Money in the Bank. I had one at WrestleMania 22 in this very building by beating Mick Foley at his own game, the same game you and I are going to play in 20 days. No Holds Barred.

I had one at WrestleMania 24 when despite the fact I lost; I pushed The Undertaker to the very limit in the main event. For the first time EVER, The Undertaker looked beatable on the grandest stage of them all, and finally I had one at WrestleMania 27 when I beat Alberto Del Rio to retain the World Heavyweight Championship.

*The fans give a mixed reaction to their trip down memory lane.*

Edge: You see Punk, I’ve done it all- I’ve beaten the best, and I’ve been in this ring with every single one of them. You Punk, you’re not one of the best, and at WrestleMania, I’ll prove it.

*The fans boo as Edge turns to Chris Jericho.*

Edge: As for you Chris, you may have noticed I skipped over WrestleMania 26. Don’t get me wrong, that was one of my favourite WrestleMania moments, when after you and I fought in a match only bettered on the night by Shawn Michaels & The Undertaker, I Speared you through the fan’s barricade.

*The fans pop loudly for what happened that night.*

Edge: I don’t care what you do this WrestleMania, I don’t care if you leave as WWE Champion, I don’t care if you don’t. I don’t care if you prove you’re the best in the world or you don’t. All I give a damn about for that night is beating CM Punk, but after that, why don’t we give everybody one more show Chris. You and I, with or without the WWE Championship, one-on-one. In fact,

*Edge gets into Jericho’s face.*

Edge: Why don’t we do that tonight?

*The fans pop loudly for the idea but Punk turns Edge around and pushes Jericho. He shouts ‘what about me?’ to both of them, and the three men eye each other up in the ring.*



JR: Here comes Teddy Long!

King: I wonder what he’s gonna do!

*Long walks out onto the stage with a microphone.*

Teddy Long: Now now playas, I know you all wanna go, I can feel it! And that’s exactly what I’m going to let you do!

*The fans cheer.*

Teddy Long: Normally, I’d make it a tag match, but after last week, CM Punk & Chris Jericho won’t work together- and if there’s one thing I hate, it’s a tag team that won’t work together.

*The fans laugh at Long.*

Teddy Long: Plus, if I did that, who would Edge team with? It’s all very confusing! Instead ballerz, I’ve come up with a better idea! A triple threat match.

*The fans pop loudly.*

Teddy Long: That’s right! Tonight’s main event will be Chris Jericho.

*The fans boo loudly.*

Teddy Long: Against Edge.

*The fans give a mixed reaction.*

Teddy Long: Against CM Punk in a triple threat match!

*The fans pop loudly for their hometown hero as Edge, Jericho & Punk all smirk in the ring- as they look forward to their huge main event.*

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JR: What a start we have had to Raw Is War folks and what a main event we have tonight.. Edge and Chris Jericho will both walk into the lion’s den when they face the hometown hero! CM Punk!

King: That match is going to be huge, I can’t wait!

JR: Up next though folks we have our first match of the night and who will be the first superstar of the night to join.. Cena, Danielson, Ziggler and Ricochet in qualifying for the Money In The Bank match!




* A section of the crowd continue to cheer for the former fan favourite Evan Bourne with the majority booing the high flyer after his change of heart towards the fans, Bourne stands at the top of the stage taking in the crowds reaction before making his to the ring!*

King: Why are these sheep now booing this man Ross? They loved him when he was doing his high flying moves week in and week out.. Suddenly he decides he no longer needs to entertain them and he get’s booed for it.. These fans are so fickle!

JR: All the talent in the world has young Evan Bourne.. Yet with his recent attitude change and even at one point blaming the fans for holding him back.. You have to wonder weather this man has the mind too match his ability!

King: Well I think this new Evan Bourne will do just great with out these fans! He don’t need these fickle idiots supporting him.. I hope he proves them all wrong tonight!




*The crowd go crazy for Santino as he makes his way from behind the curtain before doing his trademark walk to the ring with the crowd firmly behind him*

King: Speaking of idiots! It’s Santino Marella!

JR: Come on King! Show this man a little respect.. He’s a former United states and Intercontinental champion, He’ also a huge fan favourite.. Just listen to these fans, they love him, he’s entertaining!

King: Entertaining? This is wrestling Ross.. If they want to be entertained then they should be listening to me while watching the action of real wresters like Punk and Jericho!

JR: Santino might be about entertaining these fans and making sure they enjoy themselves but don’t think this guy can’t go in the ring King.. Santino can wrestle partner don’t worry about that.

*Both men are standing in the ring waiting for the Ref to signal for the start of the match!*

Match 1: Evan Bourne vs. Santino Marella in a Money in the Bank Qualifying Match

Stop at 4:07

JR: Evan Bourne has Santino in the corner!

King: What’s he doing here?

JR: Rolling Thunder! Santino’s back of the head just whipped against the corner!

King: Bourne is setting up his trademark finish JR!

JR: I think he is King.. Just listen to these fans though they are booing Bourne’s every move!

King: What does Bourne care Ross? He’s heading to Wrestlemania!

JR: Evan Bourne top rope! This could be it…. 450 Splash!!

King: Cover him!

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JR: Bourne wins.. Bourne wins!

King: I love this new Bourne Ross.. He just does not care about these fans and he’s now on his way to Wrestlemania because of that!

JR: I’m not sure that’s entirely true King.. Bourne won a one off match tonight and performed really well and got the win.. That’s why he’s going to Wrestlemania, not because he turned his back on these fans!

King: SHHH! He’s about to speak!

*Crowd boos as Evan Bourne celebrates winning the match. He then asks for a mic and takes a few moments to catch his breath.*

Evan Bourne: It’s about time the WWE put me on TV! I’ve been held back by the WWE for far too long, and you people have been holding me back my whole career! Well now that has stopped! *Fans boo* For the past few years the WWE put me on TV and told me to go out there and make sure I do the Shooting Star Press, to amaze the fans and to attract fans. Where did that get me? Nowhere absolutely nowhere.*Bourne takes a break to catch his breath.* I was pegged for an ECW Championship run, then guess what? The WWE needed a guy on RAW who could flip so that fans would tune in, well guess what? I’m no longer doing that, I don’t care if the fans tune in because I’m now in business for myself. I’m no longer here to please the WWE or the WWE Universe, I’m here to please myself and get to the top where I belong, and tonight was the start of that. Tonight I qualified for the Money in the Bank Ladder match, and guess what? If there is one person who belongs in that match it’s me! It was made for me! A Ladder match? A match made for the highly athletic and agile superstars, which is me. I can easily maneuver up and down the ladder quicker than anyone else, I have the stamina to outlast everyone else being so small and well-conditioned, and that briefcase hanging high above the ring does not scare me I have no limitations in heights I will dangle from that briefcase if need be. I will grab that briefcase, I will win the match, and then continue the streak of former Money in the Bank winners by successfully cashing in the briefcase to become the WWE Champion! And I will prove that by worrying about pleasing you people, it held me back, and that going into business for myself will get me where I want to be, at the top of this business as the WWE Champion!

*Bourne drops the mic as the fans boo, he walks backwards up the ramp screaming “I’m all about me!”*

King: Did you hear that Ross? He's all about himself now!

*Just as the crowd clap for a groggy Santino trying to make it back too his feet the theme music of the Miz plays out and the crowd quickly react with Boo's and jeer's for the self proclaimed Awesome one!*




*Miz begin's to make his way down too the ring with a scowl across his face and a mic in his hand*

MIZ: Get out of my ring! Get out!

*After a few second's Santino gets out of the ring and begins too make his way up the ramp*

MIZ: So you guys clap for a loser like Santino.. yet boo someone as awesome as me? *The crowd chant YES! YES! YES!* Really?

*YES!*

MIZ: Really?

*YES!*

MIZ: Really?

*YES!*

MIZ: You see this face? *Miz point's to his face* It really couldn't care less.. If you wan't too chant for someone who just lost too Evan Bourne, then good luck with that.. I have bigger things too worry about then all you idiots!

*Crowd boo*

MIZ: And another thing! I have never liked Chicago! Chicago... SUCKS!

*The crowd react with chants of you suck while Miz passes it off with a cocky smile*

MIZ: I have spent the last week at Titan Towers trying too get heard.. Me and Mr. Anderson had a deal, a deal that if I helped him beat Triple H.. That I would get first shot at the title.. Well... Where is my title shot? So I am not leaving this ring until someone with some actually power in this company is able too come and make this match happen right now because I'm not going anywhere until I get what I deserve!

*With the crowd boo'ing, Miz calls for a chair and begins too sit down in the middle of ring*

MIZ: Well come on! You idiots better hope someone answers my call otherwise you won't be able too see you're hero CM Punk in action otherwise.. I am not moving!

*Crowd continue too boo even louder*

MIZ: Maybe you are booing because you hope no one comes down so you can watch even more of ME!!!

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* Mr. Anderson’s music plays over and the fans cheer the Intercontinental Champion. Mr. Anderson signals for the mic and it drops down to him.*

Mr. Anderson: Boo freakin who Miz. You’re still whining and complaining about this deal that no one else knows about? You’re worse than a two year old Miz, why don’t I grab you a diaper and a binky so you can shut the hell up, then I’ll grab a stroller and wheel your ass out of that ring, up the stage and out of this arena.

*The crowd gives a big pop for Anderson as Miz scowls at him.*

Mr. Anderson: Now since that can’t happen because of two reasons. First, one binky won’t be enough to shut you up, and second, being an asshole I can’t stand babies and I would probably injure you and I don’t want to be fired again, and have to go through that whole scenario to get my job back, as much fun as that was, so I won’t dress you up as a baby. Now Miz no one wants to sit here and watch your face scowl at the screen until you get what you want, because frankly RAW will begin to lose viewers to Lifetime. So you want a match for the Intercontinental Championship that you claim was guaranteed to you in some fake deal we made? And Miz did you actually think that going to the WWE Board of Directors would actually get you a match? There was never a deal in place you made yourself look like a fool, although you do that pretty naturally. Now being an asshole I should come down to the ring grab that chair your sitting on and beat the living hell out of you, but why do it here, when I could do it on the grandest stage of them all? *Anderson pauses* Did I really just say that? I must be sick. Anyways Miz I’ll give you what you want. You want an Intercontinental Championship match? You got it. But I want it at Wrestlemania! That way when this asshole kicks your ass and shuts that hole in your face, the whole world will finally witness why I will be the new face of the WWE. And on every TV screen in the world, the name that will ring out as the winner of the match and still Intercontinental Champion… MIIISSSTTTEEERRR AAANNDDEERRSSOONN… ANNDERSOON.

*The crowd are still cheering for the Intercontinental Champions name as both Miz and Anderson head too the back.*

JR: Well there we go King.. I guess we just got another blockbuster match for what is looking like a great Wrestlemania!

King: That’s the best thing Anderson has done since he’s been back here! Miz deserved a title shot.. After all, a deal is a deal Ross!

JR: The problem is King.. Miz the only one that actually knows about this deal because Anderson claims there was no agreement in place!

King: Well here would.. He’s an as whole after all, He’s not going too stick too his words.. But finally one bit of sense came into his mind and he did the right thing giving Miz a title shot on the grandest stage of them all…. Wrestlemania!

JR: Well it should be another great match folks.. But speaking of Wrestlemania, it’s time too find out who is going too be the 6th man too qualify for the Money In The Bank match!




*The crowd quickly swamp the 2008 King of the Ring winner with boos and jeers, the main hailing from Blackpool England slowly makes his way down too the ring with a look of focus and determination across his face*

JR: The hard hitting William Regal folks.. With his bruiser style and experience he’s going too be a real match for anybody!

King: Regal is a ring general Ross.. There really are not many people on the roster today that can beat this man when it comes too grappling and experience!

JR: I agree King.




*The fan’s boos quickly turns too cheers for the last graduate of the Hart dungeon, Kidd is clearly excited too be back in the WWE and the crowd respond with chants and claps for Tyson Kidd as he makes his way too the ring*

JR: I’m a huge fan of this young gun King.. He has all the potential in the world does Tyson Kidd and I along with these fans are very happy too see him back in the WWE!

King: I agree he’s talented.. But this where my admiration for this guy stops Ross, He’s always going on about Bret Hart and the legendary Hart family! He’s not even a member of the Hart family!

JR: This should really be a great match.. You got the high flying and quick tempo style of Tyson Kidd, mixing with the slow methodical style of William Regal!

*Both men are stretching in the ring as the ref call’s for the bell and the match begins*

Match 2: Tyson Kidd vs. William Regal (Swagger) in a Money in the Bank Qualifying Match

Stop at 3:41

JR: Regal is staggering! He could be out of it here!

King: Tyson is going top rope!

JR: Ohh my god! What a move from Tyson Kidd! That has too be it!

King: Kidd with the pin!

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JR: Tyson Kidd wins! He’s going too Wrestlemania! Just look what it mean’s too him.. He’s delighted and so he should be!

King: He’s asking for a mic Ross.. Let me guess, he’s going too talk more about being part of the Hart family which he’s not really part off..

JR: Come on King! He’s just won a big match which qualifies him for the MITB! Let him have his moment!

Tyson Kidd: You know guys, that was one heck of a match! William Regal nearly had me, but I put him in his place. But lemme ask you one question! Did you enjoy that?

*Crowd cheer*

Well listening to that, you did. But trust me guys. That wasn't half of what you will see in the future! Now that I'm in the Money in the Bank Ladder Match. I promise you bigger and better things. I may be small, but size doesn't appeal to me. I'll prove that to every single one of you people that my ring ability says it all. I tried to entertain you tonight, and it looks like I succeed! But like I said, that isn't half of what you will see in the future. I promise you guys that I will do everything to win this match! Ricochet, Dolph Ziggler, John Cena, Bryan Danielson, Evan Bourne have some great talent! But I promise you fans, that I will impress. I will outclass all these guys!

*Crowd cheer*

Last week, I came back into the WWE. Cause I knew that I had another shot. Everyone is underestimating me cause of my size. But like I said! Size doesn't matter. Size didn't appeal to Bret Hart, my greatest inspiration. But I was having a few words with people backstage, and they tell me to be my own guy. They tell me to stop acting like a Hart. BUT, I am my own man. I'm not acting like a Hart. I wanna prove to every single fan out there, that I could do more than what my inspiration Bret Hart did! I wanna win gold, I wanna win world championships! I wanna be a multiple time world champion! And the only way that can commence, is if I win matches. I assure everyone that I will win matches. I didn't come here to mess about, have fun, be a wuss. I came here to show everyone the best of my ability. Everyone is insulting me because of the things I can't do. But I will prove to everyone and show everyone the things that I CAN do!

*Crowds cheering gets more louder*

It shocks me at the amount cheers I get you from you stars. Thank you, I appreciate it. The more you cheer me, the more you make me wanna win this thing! At Money in the Bank, I'll do what I can to win that match. I can win the Money in the Bank briefcase, I am confident enough. My ring ability is fantastic, but I don't judge it just because I'm Tyson Kidd. I judge it by the reaction of you guys! I will bust my ass in the ring, week in and week out. I will do everything I can to be world champion. Last week I was watching the last bits of Raw is War in my locker room. And I saw CM Punk challenge Edge to a No Holds Barred Match at Wrestlemania. I must say, that was an absolute fantastic moment. That was the reason why I ended up coming back into the WWE! I want to see things like that! That is what makes this show perfect. And in the future, I wanna do the same. I wanna be in matches like No Holds Barred, Submission, Ladder. And I'll have that chance to be in one at Wrestlemania! The 3 matches I stated, are my strongest points! Strongest matches! Enough of my talking! I think you stars have heard enough! But anyway, I'll be off. Do some more training, cause that's how much effort I wanna put in so I'm fit enough to win the Money in the Bank Ladder match!

*Tyson Kidd leaves as the crowd roar the arena off*

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*The crowd is buzzing with excitement as they enjoy a fantasic Raw in chicago. Suddenly, the lights in the arena go out and a gong sounds, sending the capacity crowd ballistic. Clearly they have been waiting for this moment for the whole week. The Undertaker appears in the midst of a dense underlying fog, wearing a black sleeveless coat, the length of his body. His eyes are souless, his stare gripping. He reaches the ring and takes a mic. He waits for the crowd to settle. As usual the phenom has the crowd in the palm of his hands.*

Undertaker: Dwayne Johnson....

*The crowd cheer for their hero*

Undertaker: You have been somewhat of a.... thorn in my side of late. For weeks you have been sabotaging my matches which would have led me to WrestleMania, to fight for the WWE Championship. All for you to fufil your fantasy of The Most Electrifying Man in Sports Entertainment vs. The Most Feared Man in Sports Entertainment. You have faced and beaten me before, yes, but you have never faced me at The Grandest Stage. I, combined with the streak, cannot be beaten. Ask Giant Gonzales, Big Bossman, Triple H. Ask the last man who resorted to sabotaging my matches because he wanted a chance at defeating my streak; Shawn Michaels!

*The crowd roar wildly for The Showstoppa'*

Undertaker: Look where he is Dwayne. Sitting at home watching Mania this year. This was because of his fixation with my streak. I urged you to stay away from me and the streak. I mean look at the facts Dwayne. 19 times a man has stepped up to attempt to defeat me, The Phenom, on the Night of all Nights, and 19 times, that man has been struck down. You cant defeat the streak, I know it, you know it, everyone knows it! But you paid no heedence, and you still interfered in two matches which would have led me to Wrestlemania. This made me...... angry.....Taking it all into consideration my answer is........




*Before the Undertaker is able too finish was he was about too say.. The Rock’s music hit’s the stage and sends the Chicago crowd into a frenzy! The great one steps out from behind the curtain and on too the stage.. His eyes glaring right at Taker while the crowd chant “ Rocky” Rock after a few seconds begins too walk down too the ring with a mic in hand and begins too speak*

Rock: Thorn in you’re side? Is that right..

*Rock and Taker before stare right through each other neither man blinking*

Rock: The Rock asked you Taker.. The Rock said how about me and you.. Lets create the biggest match of all time.. The Great One vs. The Phenom, The Deadman vs. The Brahma Bull , The Streak vs. The Return! And what did you do?

*Before Taker can reply the Rock answer for him*

Rock: The Rock will tell you what did.. You insulted the Rock, that’s right jabroni you insulted the great one.. The Rock asked you with respect, man to man.. And you couldn’t decline the Rock man to man.. You questioned my desire.. You questioned my heart even calling me an actor now.. Rather then declining me face to face.. Like a man, You rolled you’re eyes too the back of you’re head and carried you’re sorry monkey ass back too the back hoping the Rock would just forget about it.. No, oh no.. The Rock don’t work like that.. You don’t insult me.. Or my fans or my family by suggesting the Rock don’t have the heart or desire..

*Rock’s pissed at this point as the crowd continue chants for both men*

Rock: Let me ask you something Taker.. Do you still have the heart? Do you have the desire.. Because from what I here, many think you are pretty much retired now anyways.. So maybe it’s you that needs this match.. Maybe it’s you that needs this match too prove the all mighty Undertaker still has it.. Because The Rock still has it.. Oh you better believe you’re rudy poo candy ass that the Rock still has it and the Rock promises you Taker.. The next time you disrespect me, Match or no match.. The Rock will slap the taste right out of You’re mouth!

*Taker's eyes light up in fury at The Rock's words and he grabs him by the throat and hits a thunderous chokeslam*

Undertaker: In regards to your challenge... I ACCEPT. Dwayne, after Wrestlemania, you will be nothing but a number... 20... Because at Wrestlemania you will RESSSSSST..... INNNN...... PEEAAACEEEEEE!!!!

*The lights go out and Undertaker has disappeared when they return. The Rock finally makes it back to his feet, before heading backstage holding the back of his neck.*

Commercial Break

*The camera comes back from the commercial and the fans continue too chant for both Taker and Rock, buzzing with the news that the match will happen at Wrestlemania!*

JR: King did I hear that right? Undertaker vs. The Rock.. At Wrestlemania! Wow! Does it get better then that.. What a blockbuster announcement folks and just coming across our screen now #TheReturnvsTheStreak is the number one trend world wide!

King: I will admit Ross.. I was against this at first, Rock showed he still has the hunger too compete and it really should be an awesome one time event that millions will enjoy around the world.. I cant wait!

JR: Well sadly folks Wrestlemania is just 20 days away but right now.. It’s the start of the United states title tournament, remember WWE Universe, the final for this match will take place at Wrestlemania!




*The next big thing blares out from the speakers as the crowd instantly boo the animal Brock Lesnar, Brock does his trademark warm up on the ramp before power walking too the ring with a look of real anger across his face!*

King: Brock looks pissed! Even more so then usual!

JR: Well King.. For those of you that follow the dirt sheets there were rumours that Brock Lesnar was unhappy with his status since his return.. He believes that he should be fighting for the major titles and in the major matches rather then some of the people ahead in the pecking order.. Off course we can not confirm or deny weather these story’s are indeed true or false!

King: I also heard he’s fed up with some of the guys in the back.. It’s believed people have been questioning Lesnar’s return and I just have a feeling he’s going too send a message tonight!




*Morrison runs out from behind the curtain too a huge ovation from the crowd.. This time no trademark entrance routine and the Monday night delight runs down the ramp and jumps right at Lesnar is the ring!*

JR: Oh My! Here we go!

Match 3: Brock Lesnar vs. John Morrison (Hardy) in a United States Championship Tournament Quarter Final

Start at 4:32 stop at 9:58

JR: Bah Gawd! A brutal power bomb from the next big thing! Oh come on! Morrison could be out.. Ref I think you better check him!

King: Look at Brock’s eyes Ross! He look’s scary tonight and I don’t think he’s done!

*The ref goes too check on a motionless Morrison but Brock quickly grabs Jomo and hit’s the..*

JR: F5! F5! F5! IT’S OVER DAMNIT! STOP THE MATCH REF!

King: Morrison is out… He has not moved Ross.

JR: You proved You’re point Lesnar.. Just pin him please!

*Brock stands over Morrison with a big smile on his face.. He places one foot on his check and the ref begins too count!*

1.


2.


3.

JR: Well done Brock you win and you might have just destroyed a career doing so.. I hope you are happy!

*After Lillian Garcia announces Brock Lesnar as the winner of the match, Lesnar yanks the microphone from her and shouts at her to leave the ring. Lesnar can still be seen breathing heavily and sweating but beyond signs of tire is a glare towards Morrison filled with absolute rage and disdain. Without a session of any sort of sane contemplation, he raises the microphone to his lips and shouts for Paul Heyman, who was observing the match at ringside.*

[No_1eddiefan]

::Brock Lesnar::

“HEYMAN!”

*Brock’s forced to inhale some air after shouting at the top of his lungs. Before he continues, an eerie grin expands across his face and his pupils dilate.*

::Brock Lesnar::

Get me a chair! I’m breaking this bastard’s neck!

*Paul doesn’t bat an eye to Lesnar’s heinous request. He simply shrugs, grabs a black steel chair and slides the cold metal between the bottom rope. Its forward, sliding motion is only stopped by the eager fingers of Brock’s outstretched hands that grasp the chair with a firm grip. John Morrison, still not up from the brutal beating he suffered at the hands of Lesnar, is left defenseless as Brock opens the chair up and places his head in between the opening. Despite the crowd egging him on with Morrison chants, Morrison is unresponsive to their pleas. The WWE Universe is forced to watch in horror as Brock lifts his leg up in the air and brings it down onto the steel chair. Morrison’s body convulses and twitches from the sudden impact. Lesnar repeats the motion again and again while the exuberance from the audience dies down in favor of devoting their attention to mentally absorbing every last gory detail of Lesnar’s onslaught. By the ninth stomp on the chair, Lesnar’s appetite for carnage seems to be satisfied as he looks on the unconscious body of the Monday Night Delight. That is, until the booing from the crowd seems to reignite his ire and contempt. Baring his teeth like a rabid wolf, Brock drops the microphone, lifts John Morrison up and has his legs drape over his shoulders. There is a brief moment of silence with Brock suspending Morrison high up into the air until he drops him into the mat with a powerbomb. Even Heyman is forced to cringe as Morrison’s neck drops onto the chair. Brock hastily grabs the microphone and shouts at the stunned audience.*

::Brock Lesnar::

“You see what just happened?! DO YOU?!!? If anyone of you interrupts me when I’m talking, I’ll do it again! Don’t tempt me! You got that?! If I hear one peep, one giggle, one boo…this guy’s as good as a doormat ‘cause he won’t be able to move for the rest of his life and it’ll be your fault for trying to be a smartass! I don’t even want to hear a damn sneeze! Not…one…sound! I’ve got something to say to all of you and the guys in the back and you’re all gonna listen whether you like it or not! No interruptions, no bull*bleep*! I want *bleep*ing SILENCE until I’m done and I hope for his sake, you’re not going to interrupt me.”

*Brock Lesnar pauses to catch his breath and alleviate the strain of expending his breath into shouting for so long.*

::Brock Lesnar::

“Alright. With that being said, I guess you can I’ve felt pretty pissed off for the past week. Not only do I get prematurely eliminated from the Elimination Chamber and NOT get the chance to win that match along with the WWE Championship, I’m stuck in this stupid tournament for a mid card championship. Do any single one of you know who the hell I am? Are you even remotely aware of my capabilities? Since you, and creative management, seem to have a case of selective amnesia or you’re purposefully overlooking me, just to spite me, let me tell you exactly who I am. I am a King of the Ring winner. I am the very same man to defeat the Rock to win my first WWE Championship. I am the one who beat The Undertaker at hi s own game when I crushed him inside the Hell in a Cell. You’re looking at the individual who won the Royal Rumble by eliminating The Undertaker. You’re baring witness to the man who suffered a concussion, along with bruised ribs, and managed to defeat Kurt Angle for the WWE Championship at the main event of Wrestlemania 19. Did I mention that I’m a former UFC Heavyweight Champion? Oh and in my UFC tenure, I suffered from severe diverticulitis. That’s a life threatening disease that inhibited my performance and chipped away at my health day after day. Despite that, I was able to pull through and I’m back and batter than I ever was before in the WWE, the very same company that used me and took advantage of me.

And despite all of that, despite everything I’ve done, I’m not only not included in the WWE Championship match at Wrestlemania, I’m not even booked on the damn card! Instead, I’ve got to compete for the United States Championship? I’m out to earn respect from those who wronged me and to regain my dignity. You think a second tier title is going to do it? For someone who’s been able to do the things I’ve done, set the milestones I’ve had and to acquire the accolades I’ve been able to do, this is HUGE setback for me. This is the kind of mistreatment that caused me to quit in the first place. And in the time I’m gone, you got guys like John Cena and Edge “miraculously” become main eventers. You think that’s a coincidence? You think that happened because any of those punks were actually good or worth a damn? Listen, were it not for the fact that I left, the only place where you’d be able to find those guys would be in the Alumni section. Don’t believe me? Well guess what? It’s true. I mean, think about it. From 2002 to 2004, I was the WWE Champion three times. THREE…TIMES!

How many times did Cena win it? Zero. Nada. Goose egg. NONE. Get the point? If not, I’ll elaborate. When I was the WWE Champion, Cena couldn’t touch me. FACT. He tried to get in my face and demoralize me with his stupid raps. He got a couple shots at the title and he blew every…single…one of them. He was nowhere near the man I was back in the day and he still isn’t today. I mean, he’s gone back to being a child; the very same child that I would beat on a regular basis. The very same child that acted like a punk to get attention and I would acquiesce to his request with a boot to the face and an F-5 to the mat. No wonder his wife left him. He’s gone back to being a chump.”

*.Brock starts chuckling to himself for a couple of seconds before he continues. *

“And then there’s Edge. The Rated R Superstar. Edge may have been in the WWE before I did but when I got here, I was dominant and successful from the very beginning . Just like John Cena, when I was the WWE Champion, Edge couldn’t touch me. He even tried to become the WWE Champion when he faced me at Rebellion and I crushed him. And you know what the sad thing was? From the time Edge came in 1998 to 2002, the time I came along, he needed the help of tag teams and stables, fighting his battles for him and he still wasn’t at my level. I didn’t need any of that crap. All I had was Heyman but he never fought my battles for me. He never got in the way of me dominating in this business. And the only time Edge got the window of opportunity he needed, to become a multi time world champion, is to win the Money In The Bank match and cash it in on a man that’s wounded and injured in order to become champion. “Ultimate Opportunist “ my ass.

That’s just being a coward. That’s how Edge got to be who he was today. Oh and let’s not forget the fact that he had that tramp, Lita, who had to keep interfering in his matches so he could get the edge, no pun intended, to win when he had no chance in hell to begin with. And then, he had to make the moves on the Smackdown General Manager, Vickie Guerrero, just so he could stay the World Heavyweight Champion. When I got married to Sable, I didn’t ask her to fight Overeem and Valesquez, did I? No, because I fight my own battles. You saw what just happened to John Morrison? Heyman didn’t have anything to do with that. That was all me.

But if you think those guys are bad, you haven’t even had the displeasure to talk to the rookies backstage. You have all these ankle biting amateurs who blast their eardrums with their crappy Foo Fighters and Nickelback albums on their iPods and think that they’re hot *bleep*. None of them have the decency to realize that they’re nothing without proving themselves and their egos are undeserved because all they’ve done is use their resume, that they’ve accumulated in the indies, as back up for their misplaced sense of grandiosity. I’ll admit, I was a rookie myself and did I have a huge ego? Hell yeah. Did I know I was going places? You’re damn right. But the difference with me is that Paul Heyman, the most brilliant and sophisticated mind, in professional wrestling, scouted ME out. He wanted to manage ME. He had an interest in ME. When you someone as smart as Heyman having an interest in you, you have the right to be as cocky as you want.

These guys? Not even close. And despite that, most of them have a chance to be in Wrestlemania by competing in the Money In The Bank ladder match. They have a chance to become the WWE Champion while I have to be let back because of crappy management? I’m not taking this sitting down. You better believe it. I’m going to win this entire U.S. title tournament and then I’m going to get my shot at the WWE Championship. I don’t give a damn if it’s that Y2Jackass, Chris Jericho or the Geriatric Warrior. I’m going to make an impact because you’re no longer looking at “The Next Big Thing”. You’re looking at “The Big Thing”. Now that I’m back, I’m the biggest man on campus! I’m the measuring stick of this industry! I’m going to become the United States Champion and there’s nothing that you sheep can do about it because whenever I talk, whenever I compete, I have all of you wrapped around my little finger because you can’t help but realize the talent that’s unfolding before your very eyes. If what I just did to John Morrison hasn’t helped you realize what I’m capable of, then I dare you to disrespect me again because I don’t mind doing the exact same thing to someone else. You better believe that I don’t.”

[No_1eddiefan]

*Brock Lesnar drops the microphone and takes another look at John Morrison, who remains motionless. The only thing preventing everyone from panicking is the fact that his chest is moving up and down, indicating Morrison is alive. Instead of leaving the ring, Brock Lesnar picks up John Morrison again and powerbombs him to the mat once more with the steel chair still ensnaring his neck. With that, brock Lesnar leaves the ring. The second he does, EMT’s rush down to the ring with a gurney. Brock just walks past all of them while Heyman catches up with him. It’s not until the insidious pair is out of sight that the crowd start to chant “Lesnar sucks” over and over again. Before the chant can be repeated a third time, Lesnar comes charging out and attacks some of the EMT’s that have Morrison on the gurney. Lesnar hoists him up on his shoulders and F-5’s him onto it. Most of the booing dies down but it all comes to a halt when Brock picks up the dropped microphone.*

::Brock Lesnar::

“I meant it.”

*He spikes it down this time both out of a fit of rage and to convey his devotion into keeping his word. This time, the arena is silent as Brock disappears behind the curtain and Morrison is carted away.*



*Ricochet comes out and walks straight to the ring ignoring the fans.

Fans boo Ricochet out of the building.

Ricochet grabs a microphone and tries to talk but the fans keep booing him.

Ricochet tries to talk*

Ricochet – Now I……

*The fans boo louder when he starts to talk.

Ricochet just stands in the middle of the ring and the crowd is booing this guy and giving him the finger.

Ricochet goes to the announcer’s table and puts on a headset.*

Ricochet – guys in the back, please turn the lights out in the entire arena.

*The lights go out and the crowd quiets down.*

Ricochet – Now that I…….

*The fans boo Ricochet out of the building.

Ricochet gets his headset back on*

Ricochet – Turn the lights back on.

*The lights go on and the crowd continues to boo Ricochet.

Ricochet gets in the ring and with a microphone in hand.*

Ricochet – Screw all of you.

*Ricochet drops the microphone and gives the fans the finger before leaving the ring.

Ricochet walks around ringside and then goes back in the ring.

Ricochet gets out his phone and puts it near the microphone and a loud screeching noise shuts up the fans.*

Ricochet – Good.

*The fans boo him and he puts his phone right near the microphone again.

The fans quiet down.*

Ricochet – Every time I stop, that is what will happen. NOW SHUT UP.

*The fans are so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.*

Ricochet – Thank you.

*Ricochet walks around the ring looking at the fans.*

Ricochet – Now I know I’m not the biggest person or the most experienced in this company but I will not take the treatment that I’m getting in the back laying down. I am not a rookie, I been on the Indy circuit for nine years and now it’s time for me to take the spotlight that I deserve to have. I have a list here of the things I have done in my career for people in the back and for the people in the crowd that think I don’t belong here.

*The crowd boos and Ricochet puts his phone near the microphone and a loud screeching noise shuts up the fans.*

Ricochet – Like I was saying, I am the Wrestling Observer Newsletter Best Flying Wrestler in 2011, I hold the Wrestling Observer Newsletter Best Wrestling Maneuver (Double Rotation Moonsault) for two straight years, I am a 1 time IPW Junior Heavyweight Champion, I won the IPW Super Junior Heavyweight Tournament back in 2010, I am a 2 time United Gate Champion in Dragon Gate and I am a one time Brave Gate Champion, Triangle Gate Champion, Twin Gate Champion. I also have won the Young Lions Cup in Chikara.

*Ricochet stands in the ring and the fans have angry looks on their faces because they don’t want to boo him when he is talking because of the screeching.*

Ricochet – I debut back in 2003 and in 9 years I have done all that. That is not enough, I want more. I want to be the one to prove to everyone that nothing is impossible and that everyone that has the skill and talent, can make it here. I am Ricochet and I have come to this company to show the entire world who I am, what I have to offer, what I can do, and how good I really am.

*Ricochet stands in the ring and the crowd starts to boo him. He gets his phone on the microphone and screeching sounds are heard thru the entire arena. The crowd quiets down.*

Ricochet – I get it, you’re booing me because of the fact that I’m more talented then each and every one of you. I understand that and all I can say is that I’m just gifted and it’s not that I’m better then you, it’s just…..I’M THAT DAM GOOD!

*Ricochet pauses.*

Ricochet – Where does Ricochet go from here? I’ll tell you. I walk into WrestleMania, win the Money In The Bank. I then go on to become The best thing to ever happen to this company.

*Ricochet stands in the ring and starts to laugh.*

Ricochet – Edge says that I have never been in a ladder match. Besides last week’s match – I don’t think Edge has ever seen me wrestle at all. No I take that back……I don’t think Edge has ever heard of me before because his head is so far up his ass that he doesn’t pay attention to young guys, something he once was. Edge is a person who is clueless to what I can do and who I am.

*Ricochet drops the microphone, the crowd boo’s him, he goes to the outside of the ring and grabs a ladder from under the ring, and he brings the ladder in the ring and sets it up in the middle of the ring. Ricochet takes the microphone and puts his phone near it making a screeching noise to make the fans quiet.*

Ricochet – I will win the Money In The Bank, I will become champion, I will gain respect.

*Ricochet climbs the ladder and sits on the top of it.*

Ricochet – My name is Ricochet and I am MR. Money In The Bank.

*Ricochet throws the microphone down and poses on the ladder as the crowd boo’s him louder than they did when he entered the ring.

Ricochet climbs down the ladder and grabs the microphone and his phone and creates the screeching noise again to make the crowd quiet.*

Ricochet – I love doing that.

*Ricochet laughs as he walks out of the ring and walks up the ramp and into the back.*

[No_1eddiefan]

JR: What a nice guy that Ricochet is.. What’s wrong with these superstars these days King!

King: What? Do you want everyone running around here with a smile on there face and saying how much they love these fans.. It would be boring Ross!

JR: I’m still in shock with Brock Lesnar! What kind of man does it take too do that too another being? Just evil.. Plain evil!




*The crowd rise too there feet for the Mexican legend Sin Cara! Cara run’s down too the ringside leaping into the ring with great poise and balance while the crowd clap and respond with cheers!*

JR: It’s time for our second US Title qualifier folks and we are kicking it off with the sensational Sin Cara!

King: Sensational? And you really believe that Ross?

JR: Yeah.. Yes I do King.




*The cocky but talented Aries steps out from behind the curtain too a chorus of boo’s and head’s down too ringside*

JR: This should be a great match ladies and gentleman! Both of these men can go when it comes too ring work and are not afraid of taking it high risk either!

Match 4: Sin Cara vs. Austin Aries (Primo)

Start at 0:50

JR: Sin Cara wins! Sin Cara will head too the next round of the US Title tournament which will take place next week!

King: It’s not going too matter Ross.. Did you see Brock earlier, he’s going too win the US Title tournament easy!

JR: Well folks we are going too break away from the action for just a moment.. We can now confirm that after the recent actions once again by Kane.. The monster himself will speak live next week and hopefully we will get some clarification on why he continues too destroy anyone in his path!

King: I hope he don’t Ross! He’s just scary and with him out here.. You are never sure what he will do!

JR: I’m intrigued too here what the demented Kane has too say.. For too long he’s been pretty much doing what ever he likes round here! And for those of you that are not familiar with Kane.. Here is a video!

[No_1eddiefan]

JR: And now King, it’s time for our main event! What a match!

King: That’s right JR! Three ex-World Champions all in the ring at the same time in one hell of a triple threat!




JR: Here comes the Rated R Superstar!

*Edge explodes through the smoke as the Chicago crowd give him a mixed reaction. He heads across to the side of the stage and begins to get pumped up, before doing it to the opposite side of the stage. He runs back to the top of the ramp and takes a few steps down. He points at the sky as pyro explodes from behind him. He runs down the rest of the ramp and slides into the ring, before bouncing off the ropes.*

JR: Edge is looking ready for this triple threat next!

King: He’s my least favourite for tonight’s match. I mean, sure he’s good in-ring but he’s nothing compared to Jericho & Punk.




*Pyro blasts out of the stage as Chris Jericho is shown in his iconic pose, with his arms outstretched, back to the ring. He turns around and looks down at Edge in the ring with a smirk on his face. He looks around at the crowd who are booing him like crazy. He walks down to the ring slowly, before climbing into the ring.*

JR: Chris Jericho looks ready too!

King: When is Jericho not ready? Again though, I can’t see him winning tonight. Sure he can hold his own in-ring with Punk but this hometown crowd could be the big player tonight.

JR: I don’t know King. Anything could happen up next.




*The fans pop loudly for CM Punk’s arrival as he walks out onto the stage. He drops to a knee and strokes a hand across the floor, before looking at his wrist and shouting that it’s clobbering time. He jumps up and scythes the air, before turning around to emphasize the back of his shirt that says he is the Best in the World, before he continues the walk down the ramp. He slides into the ring as we’re set for our main event.*

JR: I can’t wait for this King!

King: It’ll be something special! Punk is going to be great in front of his hometown right now!

Main Event: Edge vs. Chris Jericho vs. CM Punk in a triple threat match
(Jeff Hardy=Chris Jericho)


JR: Oh I thought Punk had one of the other two then!

King: What a match this has been, and Punk is in complete control!

*Punk lifts Jericho to his feet and goes to place him on his shoulders for the GTS but Jericho elbows Punk in the temple and manages to get back down to the canvas. Jericho hits an elbow to the back of Punk’s head, before grabbing Punk around the stomach and pushing him forwards into the ropes, before rolling backwards with Punk into a roll-up! Jericho grabs the tights!

One!

Two!

Thr-NO!

Edge breaks the pinfall and immediately goes after Jericho. He sends Jericho back into the corner and kicks him in the gut, going for the EdgeCution but Jericho reverses out and hits a kick to the side of Edge’s head, sending him backwards. Punk is up behind the both of them and pushes Edge into Jericho, sending Jericho into the corner, Punk grabs Edge and throws him away through the ropes, before backing up and hitting a knee to the corner, he goes for the bulldog but Jericho throws him off! Punk turns around and Jericho hits a Codebreaker! He covers Punk.

One!

Two!

Three *

JR: Chris Jericho did it! Jericho won the main event!

King: I backed Punk but Jericho did brilliantly winning it!

JR: You’re right King, well tonight is Jericho’s night!

[No_1eddiefan]

King: Oh god.

JR: It’s our WWE Champion!



*Warrior comes out to stage to a huge pop- Coach follows closely behind. Warrior then races down the ramp and circles the ring 55 times before finally jumping in the ring, then jumping on the ropes like some little kid hyped up on sugar and caffeine. Jericho is just looking at him like he’s some kind of idiot. CM Punk and Edge have left the ring but both, like Jericho, are looking at him like’s he’s an idiot. Coach finally gets in the ring and he is wearing Warrior makeup- and Warrior wrestling tights, he has two mics shoved down his tights*

Warrior: COACHHHHH!!!!!!

Coach: *he pulls a mic out his tights * I’m here Warrior and I have your mic.

Warrior: YOU ARE ON YOUR WAY TO BECOMING A WARRIOR!

Coach: Wait, but I went through the ritual

Warrior: You must go through it ten more times, with each Warrior God and one more time with me. You must have more Warrior juices in your body and soul- only then shall Johnathen Coachman becomes the Ultimate Coach Warrior

Coach: Dammit, you’re a sick fuck, I don’t want any…

Warrior: SILENCE! I am out here to make a huge announcement that will forever change how huge announcements shall become.

Coach: Um What?

Warrior: SILENCE! Jericho, I applaud you on your victory over Mr CM and Mr Edge, two men, different but the same. But that was just two people- at the Elimination Chamber I beat many more men, at least one times more

Coach: More like twice the amount, or three times the ….

Warrior: SILENCE! Now Jericho, our two paths in our careers here in WWE shall cross at Wrestlemania- the show of all shows in shows that have to do with wrestling. In that match, I shall become the new WWE World Champion yet again, and this belt *points to the WWE World belt around his waist * will again be around my waist, right where it belongs. The Warriors Gods have deemed it so. Another thing that the Warrior Gods have deemed so is someone to manage my career and tonight, TONIGHT! I will reveal him. Manager of Warrior- come out!

*Smoke fills up the stage and out walks a familiar figure in the sport of wrestling*




*Once the fans hear the music and realize who it is they give him a standing ovation. He makes his way down to the ring in tears. Coach pulls the other mic out of his tights and gives it to Ric *

Ric Flair: Thank you for the welcome WWE Universe. For those who do not know me- I’m the Nature Boy- Ric Flair. My whoIe career, I spent my time styling and profiling. Wheeling and dealing, getting high, getting drunk, and screwing any women I want, even some I didn’t want. I wrecked many a marriages in my life, you’re welcome John Cena, you’re welcome Dave Batista. And Jericho, once your wife takes a ride on my space mountain, she will never be the same. Everything you guys have sex, she will be screaming out my name. And Jericho, when I was making sweet love to your wife, I had a vision- I needed to give back to this sport so I did two things. I planted my seed in your wife because the world needs another little Nature Boy since my son Reid can’t stay away from drugs and my son David is a fat slob. The other thing I decided to do was manage the best wrestler in the world- since I have retired. That man is the Ultimate Warrior. Now you may say he doesn’t need a manager, but the man is busy. While he is off in his spaceship to Uranus, I can take care of things here on Earth. I can manage his Earthly money. I can take care of his Earthly family, more importantly I can take care of his Earthly wife in more ways than one. For that I thank you Warrior, your wife is a tiger in bed

Warrior: She is a Warrior in bed, you both are. I would also like to thank you for offering your daughter Ashley for my mating on my spaceship. She has a flare for the Warrior way of doing things

Ric: What can I say- she’s a Flair. Back to you Jericho, Wrestlemania is the biggest show of the year and my man the Warrior has your number baby. And once we walk out with the title, oh and your wife in tow, its party time! WOOOOO!

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Coach: OK! Look you guys have anything else to say?

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

Warrior: Growl

Ric: WOOOOO

*Somebody cuts the audio to Warriors, Flairs and Coaches mics *

JR: Oh my god! The Nature Boy is back! Ric Flair is on Ultimate Warrior's side! You're not going to wanna miss the rest of the road to WrestleMania! See you next week folks!

*We get another shot of Jericho looking confused and pissed, before the screen fades to black and the WWE logo flashes across.*