WWE Fantasy Fed - Official Show Thread

[Destruction]

Tenay: Now we have Divas action, with the Road to Triumph, and with a pinfall, submission or disqualification victory today, Lita will be going onto the Great American Bash.

Bischoff: That I'm quite sure of. Lita has been the stand out top diva since the rebranding of the WWE – and it's only right she wins the championship!

Tenay: I haven't seen anything that warrants her being better than Kelly Kelly, or Trish Stratus, or Paige





Tenay: Both divas utilize diving moves as their finishers, so this may be more of a battle of pride, than the tournament.

Bischoff: Tamina has no chance of going to the Great American Bash, so Lita may want this more than Tamina.

Tenay: Tamina never gives up without a fight though Eric.

Match 5: Lita vs. Tamina (Victoria) in a Road to Triumph match
0:34-7:14

*Lita pulls Tamina to her feet, and kicks her in the gut. She goes for the Twist of Fate, but Tamina counters with a Northern Lights Suplex. Tamina stomps on the head of Lita, before pulling her up. She lifts her up for a Samoan Drop, but Lita escapes, and lands the Lita-DDT! Lita pins:

1........2.........Kickout

Lita is shocked, and picks up Tamina. She goes for another Lita-DDT, but Tamina counters, and lands a dropkick. Tamina picks up Lita, and lands an atomic drop. She attempts to whip Lita in the corner, but Lita instead sends Tamina into the corner. Lita lands a backhand chop, before following up with a forearm shot to the face. Lita lifts up Tamina to the top rope, before standing on the top rope. She goes for a super-hurricarana, but Tamina pushes her off. Lita falls on her back, before Tamina stands. She taunts to the crowd, before landing the Superfly Splash! She covers:

1.........2.............Kickout!

Tamina is shocked, and stares at the refererr. She waits for Lita to wake up, before running at her, and going for a clothesline, but Lita ducks, Tamina rebounds off the ropes, and Lita lands a frankensteiner. Tamina lands in a seated position resting in the corner, as Lita runs at Tamina, and lands a running knee to the head. Lita picks up Tamina by the hair, and puts her head under her shoulder. She raises her arm, before landing the Twist of Fate! Lita climbs to the top rope, and lands the moonsault! Lita hooks the far leg

1.............2............3!*

Tenay: And Lita's going onto the Great American Bash!

Bischoff: As expected. And the 2nd generation diva crashes out, and Lita is the lead favorite of the scramble match.

Tenay: That's debatable, but the contest is now wide open!

[Destruction]

Lita rises having been victorious. She has a smile on her face as she demands the referee hoist her hand up in victory, which he swiftly does, before climbing out of the ring to help Tamina up the ramp. Back in the ring, Lita leans through the ropes and gets a microphone. She backs up to the centre of the ring, before speaking.

Lita: And with that, I book my place in the Championship Scramble match at Great American Bash, and officially get to the semi finals of the Road to Triumph match!

The fans boo loudly as Lita laughs.

Lita: Tamina didn’t have what it takes to beat this. You can go to the back knowing you gave it all you had Tamina, keep hold of those pathetic, measly three points and do not let them go. They’re all you’ve ever done in this business. You’re exactly the same as Nattie, riding on the coattails of your father’s legacy.

Well this Sunday, I prove to you all that I don’t need a family in this business to be a success. This Sunday, not only am I going to win that Championship Scramble and make my way to the final at SummerSlam, Edge will also win the World Heavyweight Championship. We deserve this more than any other duo on the roster.

It doesn’t matter who’s in this match with me. Paige, Beth Phoenix, Trish Stratus, Kelly Kelly- every single one of them don’t have what is needed to win that match, and that’s actual talent. First of all, there’s Paige.

The fans boo for Paige’s name.

Lita: A little madam who claims she’s the future of this division. Let me be clear when I say that I’ve seen many like you come and go. You don’t deserve to be part of this company, and you don’t deserve to be in this match. Your tournament will end this Sunday. Plus, I am the ORIGINAL Anti-Diva. You’re just trying to use my gimmick to get by. But you’re not me. And this Sunday, I’ll prove it.

Beth Phoenix, the divas division equilivant of Brock Lesnar. A woman who obviously has too many dealers on the phone. She’s so packed up with steroids, it’s a shock she’s yet to be fired for a banned substance.

Trish Stratus, a woman clinging onto a past that she will never live up. She thinks that by walking back in, she has a right to be the Women’s Champion- she doesn’t. She needs to fight her way through me, and I’ve proven time and time again that she isn’t as good as me.

And finally, Kelly Kelly. The local slut. She’s slept with more people in the back that Trish, and that’s saying something. You can try and try again to sleep your way to the top but honey, you have to have spomething else- talent. And that’s something you clearly don’t have.

The fans boo again as Lita laughs.

Lita: This Sunday, I’ll prove it’s only logical that I be crowned the new Women’s Champion. And at SummerSlam, that’s exactly what’s going to happen. I’ll be the saviour of the divas division.

Lita throws the microphone down and smirks as the fans unleash a tyrade of booing upon Lita.

[Destruction]

Tenay: Well, next, match 6 on our 8 match card – we have Jay Lethal and Christopher Daniels squaring off!

Bischoff: Daniels is a very talented man, and Lethal has had high praise in the past. This should be great





Tenay: We've seen Jay use the Lethal Combination – well lethally, to not only Daniels, but also Rey Mysterio and Mr. Anderson in the past few months

Bischoff: It's a deadly move Mike, but he doesn't have the brains to win. Daniels is a smart wrestler – Jay is nothing but a scumbag!

Tenay: Yet he's still achieved more in the wrestling business than you



Bischoff: Daniels have been one of my favorite parts on Nitro recently, and he's certainly one to look out for.

Tenay: He's had moderate success elsewhere, but here he comes!

*Daniels makes his way out to the ring wearing Lethal's hat and jacket while imitating his mannerisms. The crowd is furious at this boos him relentlessly.

Daniels: Ohhhhh Yeaaaahhh. Tonight I am going up to lose yet another match to the greatest superstar of this generation, Christopher Daniels yeah. Now I know I am outmatched and outclassed but what I can dig is just stepping into the ring with Daniels instead of those fakes Anderson and Mysterio yeah! Now ugh, I sent out all the invitations to my friends and family so they could check me out losing to Daniels yeah. Ohhh yeeeaaaahhh!!!

*Daniels takes off the attire and starts laughing.

Daniels: Losing to Anderson was a fluke that should have never happened. Tonight, I am going to make it up by putting that phoney Jay Lethal out of his misery and prove to you all why I am the only man that has a future here on Nitro. Rey is old and outdated, Anderson is all talk and no bite and Jey can't even find success with his own personality that he had to use someone else's. I am all original, all inspiring and all mighty, that is why I am successful everywhere I go unlike my fellow colleges. So get out here now and I will make sure to go easy on you Jey.

Match 6: Christopher Daniels vs. Jay Lethal (Punk)

4:05-24:29

*Daniels lands a leg drop on Lethal, before climbing to the top rope. Daniels goes for a diving elbow, but Lethal rolls out of the way. Both men get to their feet, but Lethal lands a spinning neckbraker, however Daniels rolls out of the ring. Lethal begins clapping his hands together, before running against the opposite ropes, and hitting Daniels with a Suicide Dive

Lethal rests against the barrier, regaining his breath. Daniels manages to stand, but Lethal lifts him over his shoulder, before dropping him in a Snake Eyes on the barrier. He goes to throw Daniels into the ring, but Daniels lands an eye poke, before landing a side Russain leg sweep.

Daniels rolls into the ring, and Lethal follows, however Daniels catches Lethal with a step up enzurigi! Lethal falls onto the mat, as Daniels goes over to the corner. Daniels goes for the BME, but Lethal gets his knees up!

Both men stand, but Lethal gains the advantage with a stiff elbow to the face. He whips Daniels into the ropes, before landing an arm drag. He pulls Daniels to his feet, and goes for the Lethal Combination, but Daniels catches Lethal with a small package

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Tenay: Daniels' triumphant!

Bischoff: That Lethal was no good, and no-one can deny Daniels was the better man tonight

*Daniels has his hands raised in victory, but he goes back into assaulting Lethal. He lands a reverse STO, before locking in the Koji Clutch, but Mr. Anderson sprints down to ringside. He jumps on Daniels, and begins hammering him with left and rights, before being pushed of by Daniels. Lethal gets to his feet, and tries to separate the two, but Rey Mysterio runs down to ringside, and lands a dropkick to the knee of Lethal. Referee's sprint down, trying to separate the four men, as they all try to trade punches*





*Shane comes out from behind the curtain, mic already in hand*

Shane: Referees – restore order immediately! This four men will not be fighting now, as because they are in a fatal four way match at the Great American Bash!

*The crowd pops, before the camera cuts to the ring, to show all four men eyeballing each other*

Tenay: What a decision! A four-way at the pay-per-view

Bischoff: A stage where either Mysterio or Daniels kicks ass! I'm looking forward to it!

[Destruction]

*The amplitude of the booing gets even louder as Brock Lesnar comes out from behind the curtain, adorning his latest wrestling T-shirt over his sweaty upper body that otherwise, is different than the wrestling gear that he still has on. Instead of heading down to the ring, Brock Lesnar decides to stop at the top of the ramp and wait for the deafening boos to silence before he begins speaking.*

::Brock Lesnar::

“You see, Tyson, THAT’S why I can’t really take you seriously coming into my match on Sunday. I don’t give a damn if you’re the new World Heavyweight Champion or not because you clearly don’t act like one at all. I mean, Edge practically hands you an easy victory on a silver platter but I couldn’t help but notice that you seemed to have a rough time there with John Morrison. Let me tell you, Morrison was the man that I beat time after time again in dominant fashion and in less than a minute at one point too yet it takes you over twice that long for him? That’s the measure of how much of a champion I am compared to you. When I was champion, I understood how important it was for me to crush insignificant little worms like Morrison under my heel as quickly and painfully as I could. Why else do you think he’s been gone for this long? It’s because I MADE him quit. I put him through so much pain, so much suffering that he was out of commission for months. THAT’S how you assert yourself as a champion not by kissing up to these idiot fans out here with their stupid ass foam fingers and “Screw you, Lesnar” signs and…”

*Lesnar’s lambasting his cut short by an unceremonious spike in volume of the boos that cut him off. It doesn’t last long though and Brock continues as if nothing happened at all.*

“See? Am I really supposed to give my respects to these assclowns out here? I didn’t have to demean myself as the champion and the fact that you’re out here, calling yourself the World Heavyweight Champion and doing dumb crap like that is a testament to how much of a failure you really are. I mean, you basically had me on a silver platter tonight with this “Pick Your Poison” stipulation between, you, Edge and I. You could have fed me to the lions if you wanted to yet you have me face a pantywaist like Mr. Anderson?”

*For insulting Nitro favorite Mr. Anderson, the audience does their best to chew through Lesnar’s layers of thick skin by starting off the “Brock’s a coward” chants followed by the traditional five claps. This works to an extent as Lesnar shoots a particular enthusiastic section of the crowd doing this a glare. When the potency of it wears off, whether they’r in the mood to quiet down or not, Brock goes on.*

“As if I even had a sweat from that. Challenge my ass. I almost pity your inability to act like a champion and think like a champion. It’s almost as if you want me to win the title on Sunday because if you keep trying to play games with me like this, you’ll find out that I’m never in the mood for games and that doesn’t bode well for your health or the length of your title reign.But you know what, numbnuts? Enough of you. Just mentioning you gives me a headache and that’s the most pain you’re ever gonna dish out on me, pipsqueak. Believe it. I’m gonna move on to my other opponent, who at least doesn’t look like he shops in the children’s section at clothing stores.”

*For his own quip, Lesnar pauses to laugh a little bit, obviously pleased with himself.*

“Edge, you wanna call yourself “The Ultimate Opportunist” yet you set up one of your adversaries, perhaps your most hated rival that you’ve ever had in this company, in a match with John Morrison? C’mon, man. I thought you could do a lot better than that. Is everyone but me goin’ soft around here? Since neither of you are intent on dishing out REAL poison, once again, I’m going to have to set the standards around here and do it myself.”

*Rubbing his chin, a gesture for his brief session of contemplation, Lesnar comes to a satisfying conclusion, evident by the way his eyes light up.*

“And Edge, remember how I was talking about rivals earlier? Well guess what, you’re going to fight with one of ‘em tonight and I’m gonna make sure that it’s not some ballet like Anderson was for me. I’m gonna make sure that the most competent of my opponents isn’t going to be 100% so Edge, tonight, you’re gonna go, one on one, with The Undertaker! Holla, holla, holla, bitch.”

*Brock drops the microphone and quickly turns his back on the fans to walk to the back, leaving the cheering masses of elated fans behind and out of his mind.*

[Destruction]

Tenay: And now, it's the final one-on-one Road to Triumph match in the tournament, and it's all to play for!

Bischoff: Nattie Neidhart needs a victory by any way, other than Count-Out, to make the scramble match at the Great American Bash a 6-way!





Tenay: Nattie's opponent tonight Eve is out of the running to go to the Scramble match, but can Eve prove to be a stumbling block for the daughter of the Anvil?

Bischoff: Yes, she will be! Nattie may have wrestling in her blood, but Eve is a former Divas Champion – who beat Nattie for the title back in 2011. I have no doubt Eve will win.

Tenay: Nattie's got momentum on her side though, so it should be a good match.





Bischoff: She lost to Lita, who in turn: lost to Eve – therefore, Eve will win

Tenay: Every match is different, but Eve will be determined to win by submission today, which would put her in 6th place in the tournament – above Nattie

Bischoff: And that determination will give her the victory!

Match 7: Eve vs. Nattie Neidhart in a Road to Triumph match

1:36-3:30

*Eve stands by the fallen Nattie, before landing the “Booty Pop” standing moonsault. Nattie rolls to the apron, and Eve pulls Nattie up to her knees, before taking a few steps back, and landing a baseball slide, which sends Nattie to the floor. Eve picks up Nattie, and rests her onto the ring apron, before slapping Nattie.

Nattie is infuriated, and lands a flapjack, sending Eve's head smashing onto the edge of the ring. She throws Eve into the ring, before waiting for Eve to get up. Nattie knocks Eve down with a clothesline, before grabbing the legs. She goes for the sharpshooter, but Eve pushes Nattie off, and gets to her feet.

She goes for her own clothesline, but Nattie ducks, and throws Eve into the corner, and begins stomping on Eve's midsection, before the referee begins to count. Nattie ignores the referee, and refuses to break the count, as the referee calls for the bell*

Tenay: Nattie's got herself disqualified! She's not going to Sunday.

Bischoff: Did she realise the referee was counting?

Tenay: I've got no idea

*Nattie continues to stomp on Eve, shouting “Damn you Lita!”, “This is what you get you stupid whore!” and “This is your own fault Lita!”. The camera fades to a commercial, with Nattie angrily attacking Lita*

Commercial

[Destruction]

*The great ones music hits the stage and the crowd explode into life, The Rock steps out from behind the curtain to a chorus of cheers and chants of "Rocky". Rock now stands at the top of the stage and looks around the arena before making his way down the ramp. As he makes his way down to the ring he slaps hands with a few of the fans and high fives one young member of the crowd before reaching the ring and receiving a microphone*

Rock: Finally! *Clears throat* No, No! Finally! *Clears throat again* No that want do, third time's the charm.. FINALLY! The Rock has come back too MINNEAPOLIS! You know, The Rock likes to know whats going on with Raw.. Yeah The Rock checks out Raw, do you wan't to know what the great one saw a couple of weeks ago?

*Crowd cheer*

Rock: Off course you do.. Well get this! The Rock was flicking through the channels. Walking Dead? Nah, Prison Break? Seen it. He noticed Raw was on, so I put Raw on.. You know what the Rock saw? The Rock saw Teddy Long.. Eve and Chris Jericho in the same locker room! *Crowd begin cheering like they know whats coming next* Woah, Woah there's more! *Rock smiles* WWE Champion! The lead singer and creator of Fozzy was standing in nothing but a towel! Now.. That's bad enough, but it gets worse.

You see.. Eve leaves the room, leaving Teddy and Jericho, Oh he's still wearing that towel.. *Rock smiles* Now correct me if I'm wrong? they were in there a little while together, I mean.. I have seen him dancing on the stars, I seen him wearing that flashing jacket before with the tight pants.. He's also a big fan of Glee I'm told, I guess what the great one is getting at that I don't think Eve has to worry about proving she's not getting "physical" with Jericho! From the evidence that the Rock's seen.. I think Teddy Long needs to prove that he didn't break the walls down with Chris Jericho!

*Rock laughs as the crowd begin cheering*

Rock: You know the Rock has enjoyed this.. My time being back in the WWE has been amazing, each and every one of you are the reason I'm back.. and the reason I'm never going away! *crowd cheer* But there's one man! *crowd boo* Yeah, You know who I'm talking about.. There's one man who's tried to make the Rock's life miserable lately.

Dean.. Ambrose! listen Jabroni.. You have run and hid from the Rock since making your statement. Shane Mcmahon himself as even defended you! Last week he got you to leave the arena before the Brahma Bull could lace up his size 15 boot and stick it straight up your street dog candy ass!

Can you hear that though? What is that sound? *Rock looks around the arena* Is that the sound of Lita talking? Nope! She's busy planning who she's going to move onto next in the men's locker room. What is that sound? Is that Brock Lesnar still moaning about losing his title? I don't think so.. He would have to ask Sable for permission to speak or get Heyman to write something down before he could say anything. So what is it?

It's the clock ticking Ambrose! Tick-tock.. tick-tock.. tick-tock *Crowd cheer* You can't keep running Ambrose and even you or I can't keep talking forever, The Rock don't care when, where or how. Name a place Ambrose and you have the chance to make a real name for yourself, the chance to get rid of the Great one for good.

*Crowd chant "Rocky" over and over*

Rock: So what do you say Jonathan? Are you ready to be a man? Are you ready to graduate from the I just got my ass kicked from the most electrifying man in all of sports entertainment University? *crowd cheer* Or are you going to keep hiding?

The clock is ticking Ambrose.. I'm ready, Are you?.

Team Bring it army, the boots to asses nation! The Millions... *Crowd join in* And Millions of the Rock fans, When Dean Ambrose decides to grow some balls and match his bark with actions.. then together, we will layeth the Smackdown and electrify the WWE Universe like only we can!

IF YOUUU SMELLLL... WHAT THE ROCK! IS! COOKING!

Rocky then drops the mic and is about to leave the ring when the TitanTron begins to flicker before breaking out into static. There is a tapping nose as if someone is rattling their finger against glass, a camera lens perhaps before the picture finally fades into view, revealing Dean Ambrose holding a camera at arms length and looking straight towards it with a blank stare on his face. Ambrose looks down at the floor and wipes his face with his free hand before twithing a little and cracking his neck before looking back at the camera.

Ambrose: The bigger they are.. the harder they fall.. and from where i'm standing Rock, you're about as big a name as they come around here. A fall from such a great height would send ripple.. after ripple.. after ripple all the way through to the rest of the WWE locker room that Dean Ambrose is real.. and not only is he real.. the threat that he brings is also undeniable. That the blood.. and the bone.. and the fire that I promised are not an illusion.. are not a nightmare.. but are a living breathing hell that I am gonna bring down on everybodies head.

Ambrose closes his eyes and rubs his temples before staring back down at The Rock, he begins to talk in his muttered tones again.

Ambrose: Maybe i'm just a little moody.. but I'm in pain right now.. just listening to you pull the wool over the eyes of 'the people' every time you open your mouth is becoming unbearable. You're just like Shane McMahon.. you're a liar.. a crook.. you fear what you don't understand and it's clear to me that you obviously don't understand what I want.. if you knew then I think you'd have gone back to Hollywood. I don't want a match with you Rock.. it's gone way past that now.. no no no.. I want a fight. I want to snap your bones.. I want to tear your skin.. I want to watch as the life drains from your eyes as the millions.. and millions.. of sheeple world wide look on in abject horror.. I want.. no.. I NEED to set an example that professional wrestling will no longer tolerate people like you.. people who live and die by.. the plan.

Ambrose breathes deeply before frowning and clenching his free hand into a fist and holding it up for the camera.

Ambrose: People like you.. people who lie to these morons.. people who actually think that these 'fans' really matter.. you get preferential treatment. You're given all the benefits that a guy like me.. who is 100% real.. and 100% honest.. simply can't afford.. no matter how hard I work.. no matter how good I am. And believe me.. i'm better than you think.. you cannot possibly hope to comprehend how dangerous I am to you right now Rock. And it's because of how dangerous I am to you.. that Shane McMahon refuses to let me get near you.. can't you see it? Of course you can't see it.. it's the blind leading the blind.. you only see what you want to see.. but the only person running is Shane McMahon.. and he needs to run.. far far away because when i'm done with you.. ohh things are gonna change.

Ambrose almost smiles towards the camera sinisterly before wiping his face again and shaking his head from side to side as a dog would to remove excess water.

[Destruction]

Ambrose: Look at the evidence Rock.. Shane McMahon claims i'm not mentally fit to compete.. he thinks i'm crazy.. i'm not crazy.. i'm not. See what's crazy is how everyone accepts the status quo.. what's crazy is that no one speaks up and demands that the plan be scrapped.. what's crazy is thinking that these people should ever influence the amount of success we achieve. These people don't settle scores.. they don't affect the outcome of matches.. no.. agony.. chaos.. gut wrenching, blood curdling aggression are what make a true champion.. not the amount of shirts a tool like you sells.So here's the thing.. once again security failed to keep me out.. and i'm sure they're looking for me right now. So lets play a game.. lets see if The Rock can find Dean Ambrose before Dean Ambrose finds security.. because i'm here for a fight, and i don't care who it's with.. as long as I get to soak my knuckles in blood. So what's it gonna be Rocky.. are you gonna let me sit here.. waiting to be ejected.. or are you gonna come and do what you know you're dying to do and shut me up.. lets find out!Ambrose smirks at the camera before switching it off, the Titantron goes blank. Rock quickly leaves the ring, and runs at the ramp.He goes behind the curtain to the gorrila position, before seeing a steel chair. He picks it up, and runs down a corridor, he kicks open a door, which has the Edge sitting down ahead of his match. He then goes a little further down the corridor, before smashing a steel chair against a door, which opens to show Shane McMahon.Rock tries the door opposite, and sees a figure wearing Ambrose's hood. The Rock, smirks, before smashing the steel chair on the back of the figure's head, but as he falls, the hood comes down, to reveal it being Ricochet! The Rock looks angrily at Ricochet, before hitting Ricochet with the chair over the back. He begins doing it repeatedly, but Shane runs into the roomShane: Rock! Rock! Stop it!Rock continues bringing the chair down on Ricochet, completely blanking ShaneShane: I can tell you where Dean is!Rock drops the chair, and stares at ShaneShane: Dean Ambrose, Rock, is in South Carolina. Because of his actions last week, I barred him from the arena for tonight's show. However, somebody in the production truck authorised showing a pre-recorded video Rock. It's all mind games!Rock looks shocked at Shane, before picking up the steel chair.Shane: Rock, you are not fighting a mentally unstable wrestler! It could ruin your movie career, and then the free publicity Nitro gets would be gone. So I suggest you go home, and cool down.Shane walks off, before bring the chair down on Ricochet once more. He stares at the fallen wrestler, before the camera cuts back to ringside

[Destruction]

Tenay: What the hell is up with Shane! Everyone wants to see Rock and Dean go at it!

Bischoff: But we need to progress with the show - and it's main event time!




Tenay: Can Edge emulate the performance's of his Great American Bash opponents from earlier tonight by winning?

Bischoff: I'm sure he will. Edge is one great competitor, but it doesn't help that he has the hardest opponent

Tenay: That's debatable. Morrison and Anderson both put up great challenges, but Kidd and Brock ultimately prevailed in the end.




Tenay: 'Taker's differences with Randy Orton has became apparent in recent weeks, so is Undertaker's mind fully focused on this match?

Bischoff: He better hope so, otherwise Edge will put him on the shelf

Tenay: Well, let's see what happens!

Main Event: Edge vs. Undertaker

Watch until 14:07

*Undertaker grabs Edge by the hair, before throwing him back in the ring as 'Taker slides in the ring himself. He does his signature taunt, as Edge get's up, Edge ducks a Clothesline from Undertaker before striking with an elbow! Edge motions Spear, as Undertaker is in massive pain. Undetaker is up and Edge goes for it, but Taker moves out of the way, and strikes with a Big Boot! Before going for the cover, but Edge counters it into a Roll Up!*

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*Edge get's up, before getting up the turnbuckle! He awaits Undertaker to get up, as Taker does so, Edge then jumps off, going for a dropkick! But Taker grabs his legs, and goes for the Tombstone Piledriver! But Edge bits Taker's leg, as Taker drops Edge, Edge then strikes with a kick to the gut, followed by a Edgecution. He goes for the cover but Taker has his feet on the ropes already. He picks Taker up, before Taker headbutts him in the mid-section, before laying him out with a Clothesline, and going for the cover!*

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Thr-But Edge manages to put his leg's on the rope!

*Taker get's frustrated before going for a Leg Drop as Edge rolls into the middle of the ring, before Edge moves out of the way, and get's on the top rope, however Taker manages to get up, and pick Edge up off the top rope! He goes to hit him with a Powerbomb, but Edge grabs onto the ropes and sends Taker out of the ring! Edge then jumps from one side to another, and strikes with a Dropkick outside of the ring onto Taker which sends both of them down! The ref starts counting*

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Edge manages to get up, as does Taker.

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Taker goes for a blow, but Edge ducks and strikes with a kick to the gut, before laying him out with a DDT!

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Edge then spits on Taker and psychotically laughs, before sliding back in the ring!

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*Taker is up, as Edge looks on! Taker slides into the ring as Edge goes to dump him out again, but Edge grabs his hand, and get's up the top rope! But Edge pulls Taker and headbutts him in the head, before running from one side to another to strike with a Big Boot, however Taker ducks, and turns around, with Edge going for a Clothesline, but Taker ducks again, this time he goes to hit Edge with a Big Boot, but Edge ducks this time, Edge turns around, and Taker goes for an Atomic Drop! Taker then goes to hit with a Spear, but Edge jumps high up in the air before striking with a Spinning Heel Kick! He goes for the cover!*

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*Edge picks Taker up, before Taker grabs his hand and get's on the top rope before striking with a vicious Old School! He goes for a Leg Drop, however Edge moves out of the way! Edge quickly get's up, to nail Taker with a Roundhouse Kick but Taker grabs his leg, and puts his hand on Edge's neck, setting him up for the Chokeslam! He goes to hit it but Edge counters into a sick Double Knee Facebreaker! He motions Spear, as Taker get's up, but Taker moves out of the way before striking with a Spear of his own! He goes for the cover!*

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Taker picks Edge up before going for another Spear but Edge grabs hold of Taker's head and knees it, before hitting him with a Bulldog! Edge then grabs Taker by the hair and locks him in a vicious Camel Clutch! Edge shouts TAP OUT NOW but Taker refuses to give in! Taker goes to crawl closer to the ropes, however Edge increases the pressure a bit more, as Taker screams. Edge has a smirk on his face, and he inflicts too much pain on Taker! But one massive leap for Taker, gives him a touch of the ropes, as the ref forces Edge to break the hold!*

*Edge goes up to the ref, thinking that he's been screwed again, but it isn't the same ref as before! Edge turns around to a Clothesline from Undertaker, but Edge ducks, as the ref quickly moves out of the way! Taker turns around...SPEAR! Edge goes for the cover*

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Tenay: Edge wins! He's defeated his poison!

Bischoff: What an easy victory there by Edge! All 3 men have momentum going into the Great American Bash!

Tenay: That was anything but easy Eric!

*Edge leaves the ring, and starts walking up the ramp, as Undertaker slowly gets to his feet, but Randy Orton enters through the crowd. He slids into the ring, before hitting 'Taker with an RKO! Orton does his Legend Killer pose above Undertaker, but the final shot of the show is Edge on the ramp, motioning that he will be champion!*

[No_1eddiefan]

Thought I'd help G out and do the fillers.

[No_1eddiefan]

FINAL FILLER!

Great American Bash time people.