Post by jakeroberts on Jun 24, 2006 0:12:29 GMT -5
Fire Works explode near the staging area as the camera pans on a sold out crowd.
Camera cuts to the broadcast booth where Joey Styles is seated with his broadcast partner Paul Heyman.
Joey Styles: Welcome wrestling fans to another action packed edition of NHBWO Wrestling! Welcome to Saturday Night Turmoil. I'm Joey Styles alongside former ECW Owner and acting president, Paul Heyman. And what another amazing night it will be tonight.
Paul Heyman: Without a doubt tonight we will witness the first encounter between Co-Owner Ryan Beyer and the World Heavyweight Champion, Shawn Michaels. This match was made earlier tonight by one, Vince McMahon.
Joey Styles: The match is sure to be good, but what about the Intercontinental title match. I'm talking about Triple H defending his title against Chris Masters!
Paul Heyman: The Masterpiece has everything in his favor, he is young, he is talented. Hell he is championship material, all he's got to do is beat the Game! And that isn't an easy task.
Joey Styles: No, it isn't...and also tonight Raven takes on Chris Jericho. These two men are one of the many in the Over the top rope Battle Royal Challenge, after tonight will they be able to make it? But right now we are set and ready for singles competition as Randy Orton takes on Batista!
Randy Orton vs. Batista[/b]
Randy Orton's music hits and apart from the females screaming and ooing for Orton, much of the crowd boo's him. Sparks fly from the entrance way as he poses for the crowd. We walks down the ramp ready for his match with Batista. He slides into the ring pacing before climbing the turnbuckle and posing once more. He hops off the turnbuckle and asks for a mic as his music cuts:
Randy Orton: Alright, Alright. Tonight, I have a match with the Animal himself Batista. You know many of you people may not remember that me and Batista have quite a history together. I mean I first met him in a Gym back in Nashville. We talked and talked, this was the first time I got into wrestling. I was new, a young blood persay. Well that was back in 2002. It just so happens that I took Dave with me to my first match. He sat backstage as I anihulated The Hurricane from the WWE. And as soon as I came backstage he congratulated and said that I would make it big. And what do you know, 2 years later I became the World Heavyweight Champion! And what do you know, Dave Batista would become the Animal! One of the most sadistic and powerhouse giants of the squared circle. And I'm proud to say that he is my friend. I mean back in the WWE me and Dave were part of one of the most elite groups in Wrestling, along with the Nature Boy and Hunter, The most dominant forces to be reckoned with...We were Evolution. It's just like the WWE, here in NHBWO. Things are going to change....and things are going to change fast. February 10, Battle Mania, me and Dave face "The Big Red Freak" Kane. I mean who in the hell does this guy think he is? What in the hell can a burned up, charred, black and ugly, freak of nature, un-human piece of garbage like himself do to someone like me and Dave. He has nothing on us, and why? Because Kane will never reach the status me and Dave did...Kane will never be as popular or as good looking as us. We make all the money...We bring in the money...We bring in the fans. Sure, people pay to see you in the ring not because they like you but because they just want to see how much of a messed up freak you really are.
Pyro's explode from the rampway as Kane's music hits, a red erie light fills the arena.
Randy Orton drops the mic in the ring as Kane hits the rampway with an angry look on his face. Fans cheer for him as he steps onto the ring apron. He stares down Orton who stares right back at him. Kanes music cuts, the lights come back on as Kane stands on the apron. Orton gets poised. Kane walks over the top rope, Orton charges towards him and Kane catches him with a big boot. Orton stumbles backwards as Kane continues his assault. He hurls Orton into the corner and beats him down with rights and lefts. Fans in the arena boo, as Batista hits the ring. Kane turns around and clocks Batista with a right. He takes out Orton with another right. Kane fights both men. Kane knocks Batista into the corner and punches him in the face. Orton gets behind Kane and gives him a low blow. Batista fires out of the corner with a clothesline. Orton and Batista take the boots to Kanes chest and face. Kane sits right up. He gets to his feet and begins to fight them off some more. Kane knocks Orton over the top rope. Kane goes back to work on Batista. Kane runs Batista against the ropes and nails a big boot. Batista squirms on the mat. He staggers to his feet as Kane signals for the chokeslam. He grabs Batista by the throat and is about to pick him up when Orton clocks Kane in the back of the head with a steel chair. Kane tries to take out Orton but Orton hits him again this time between the eyes. Kane is busted wide open. Referees and trainers rush down to the ring as Orton and Batista continue their assault on Kane. Orton holds off the referee's with the steel folding chair. Batista brings Kane to his feet, lifting him into the air, he drives him hard to the canvas below with a "Batista Bomb". Orton drops the chair as he goes over to high five Batista. Fans boo as referee's rush to Kanes side. Batista and Orton exit the ring. Batista and Orton laugh up the rampway as referees tend to Kane. Kane sits up as blood trickles down his face. Referees run out of the ring scared as Kane stares down Batista and Orton who have a shocked look on their faces. Batista and Orton hitail it as soon as they realize Kane is after them. Kane runs up the rampway still bleeding in chase of Orton and Batista.
~Commercial Break
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-Adidas Shoes Commerical, This is My House
-NHBWO House Show Commerical, "Get Your Tickets Now!"
Triple H vs. Chris Masters-Intercontinental title Match
Champion: Triple H
Chris Master's music hits. The lights dim in the arena as a spotlight hovers over Masters who is in a crouching position. The stage flashes with sparks and lights as Masters raises to his feet, dropping his entrance robe on the entry way. Masters begins posing for the crowd who gives him a mixed reaction, mostly boo's. Master's begins to flex his muscles to the beat of his music. As his music continues to play he walks to the ring arrogant and confident as ever. He slides into the ring and poses on the top turnbuckle. His music cuts and a roaring boo from the crowd is attentioned to Chris Masters. "Motor Head" blares over the PA system, and fans boo as Triple H makes his way onto the entry way with a water bottle in hand. He wears the intercontinental title belt around his waist. He walks down the ramp looking very confident. Triple H stares down Masters before hopping onto the ring apron. He stares at the crowd for a moment before taking a big gulp of water from his bottle. His music continues to play, he raises his arms and spits the water into the crowd. Triple H enters the ring through the second rope as Masters looks on in the ring. Triple H poses on the turnbuckle with his intercontinental title. He hops off and gets right into the face of Chris Masters who has some words to say. Both men get nose to nose. The referee seperates them. Triple H stares down Masters before handing the referee his prized intercontinental title belt.
Chris Master's taunts Triple H saying that the Intercontinental title will be his. With his hands he motions to Triple H that he will lock in the Masterlock and win the title. Triple H moves in closer to Masters. He gets into his face. After a brief staredown, Triple H motions with his hands that he is going to break Masters in half. Masters turns away smirking, stroking his underchin. Masters knocks Triple H back with a right. Triple H returns the favor. Masters nails Triple H again. Triple H hits Masters in the face with one of his own. Triple H fires back with rights and lefts. He tries to irish whip Masters, but Masters revereses it. Masters tries to hit a clothesline, Triple H ducks it, bounces off the ropes and hits a high knee. Masters goes down. Triple H takes advantage and pumbles Masters to the mat. Triple H stops after a few shots, Masters staggers to his feet. Triple H grabs him by the head but Masters revereses it catching Triple H in the gut with a heavy right. Triple H backs off as Masters unloads on him. Chris Masters gives Triple H a press slam. He taunts him with a pose and Triple H backs off looking pissed as ever. Triple H points his finger at Masters, Triple H charges towards him. Masters catches him with a hiptoss. He gets up and receives another. Triple H slowly gets off the mat to receive nothing other than another hiptoss. Triple H leans against the ropes and Masters takes him out with a clothesline. Triple falls and trips on the outside as Masters smirks in the ring, arrogant and cocky. Triple H looks at Masters, his eyes fixiated on his. He grabs the 2nd rope and gets back into the ring before the count of 4. Masters attempts to grab Triple H, when Triple H shows an aggressive tactic grabbing Masters by the throat. Triple H takes Masters down to the canvas and chokes the life out of him. Triple H punches on Masters some more. He brings him to his feet and nails a suplex. Triple H runs against the ropes and nails a dropping knee lift to the forehead of Masters. He goes for the pin but only gets a two count. Triple H runs Masters into the corner. Triple H charges towards Masters attempting a clothesline, Masters gets his shoulder up and Triple H gets knocked right in the mouth. Triple H spits up a tiny bit of blood. Masters picks up Triple H and leans him into the corner. Master gets into a stance and repeatedly rams his shoulder into Triple H's gut. Masters suplexs Triple H out of the corner onto the mat. He goes for the pin. 1, 2. Triple H kicks out. Masters pulls Triple H by the hair. Triple H screams in pain as he complains to the referee. The referee immediately tells Masters to lay off. Masters argues with the referee that he didn't grab Triple H by the hair. Meanwhile, Triple H is on his knees. Masters brushes the referee of and turns his attentions back towards Triple H. Triple H low blows Masters. The referee tells Triple H, he will disqualify him if he pulls a stunt like that again. Triple H puts the stomping away at Masters. The crowd is not liking either of the two. Masters and Triple H continue to get booed or if anything a cheer or two from about 100 of the 10,000 fans in attendance.
Triple H brings Masters to his feet and catches him with a heavy right to the face. Triple H runs Masters into the ropes and locks in a sleeperhold. Masters desperately tries to break free but Triple H has it on good. Chris Masters lifts Triple H up into the air as the sleeperhold continues to be locked on. Masters brings him back down. Masters begins to feel the effects. He drops to one knee. Triple H twist and turns Masters head. The referee drops to one knee to check Masters. Masters fades away more and more as the move continues to be locked in. The referee checks Masters. Masters arm drops down for the count of 1. The referee dangles Masters arm above his head, he lets go and Masters holds it up. Triple H shakes his head as Masters staggers to his feet with the move still locked in. Both men are now standing. Masters runs Triple H back first into the corner where the referee was happened to be standing. The referee falls to the mat knocked out. Triple H continues to lock in the sleeper hold. Masters determined to break the hold, gives Triple H a back kick in the gonads forcing the Game to break the hold. Both men are down on the mat. Triple H gets to his feet with the referee still down. Masters is already up though. Masters motions to the crowd for the Master Lock, Chris Masters gets behind Triple H and locks it in. Triple H squirms all over the place desperately looking for an escape, Masters continues to lock it in. Triple H grabs the ropes but with no referee there can't be a break. Masters kicks Triple H's hand away from the ropes and locks it in even harder. Triple H looks to be passed out. He breaks the hold as he screams for the referee. He climbs to the outside.
Masters slaps the referee in the back of the head yelling at him to get up and make the count. Masters throws the referee back into the ring. Masters helps the referee to his feet. Triple H is now up. Triple H charges towards Masters, Masters see's him and ducks, Triple H catches the referee with a clothesline knocking him out yet again. Triple H turns around and matches nails him with a punch to the face. Triple H and the referee are down. Masters gets behind Triple H calling for the Master Lock yet again. The fans began to cheer and scream as Chris Jericho comes running out. Jericho slides into the ring, Masters sees him. Jericho charges towards him, Masters attempts a clothesline, Jericho ducks it and nails a flying clothesline. Masters dazed gets back to his feet, Jericho bounces off the ropes and nails a bulldog. Jericho looks down at Masters as the fans cheer he nails a lionsault. Jericho slides out of the ring as Triple H begins to get to his feet. Jericho backs up on the ramp looking at the action unfold. Triple H gets up and grabs Masters to his feet. He hooks both of his arms and drops him face down to the canvas with a pedigree. The stirs the referee who comes to. Triple H goes for the pin hooking Masters leg. The referee slowly makes the count. 1, 2, 3. Triple H's music hits as Chris Jericho looks on from the rampway.
Winner: And Still Intercontinental Champion, Triple H
~Commerical Break
-Pepsi Commericial, Stayin' Alive!
-Visa Check Card Commerical, Super Hero False Alarm
-Verizon Wireless Commerical, Pet Snake...What's in Your Wallet?
NEWS BRIEF:(During the break, Raven was attacked by some unknown culprit)
Raven sits in a dark room as he begins to light his 12 candles. An erie wind enters through cracks in the walls.
Raven: Tonight, as I light these 12 candles. One more light will be put out, one more superstar will fall to the Raven Effect. Chris Jericho, tonight I face you one on one. (The wind pushes the back door open.) As I sit here lighting these candles you can only have one thing on your mind, what kind of sadistic and twisted stunt will he pull tonight, well you see Jeri...
Raven's promo is cut short when a breeze of wind blows out all of the candles. You can hear the faint voice of Raven in the pitch black room murming something. Then a large crashing sound echoes in the room. One by one the candles are lite again by a black glove. As the camera comes into focus, there is no Raven nor is there anyone else in the room. Instead sitting on a steel folding chair, is a black ball bat. Next to the black ball bat, is a message. It reads "He's Coming". The camera zooms in on it, as the candles blow out once again.
(Vince McMahon catches up with Chris Jericho)
Vince: Chris, just where in the hell do you think your going? Listen to me damnit you think you can do what ever you want, huh? You just cost Chris Masters his chance to win the Intercontinental title from Triple H, not that I care or anything. Triple H needs to hold onto that title, and come February the 10th, he will take the World Heavyweight title from Shawn Michaels!
Chris: What is your point Vince? He had it coming to him. It was time someone shut his mouth. I mean you got me standing here, please tell me you have a point. I don't give a damn what you and Triple H have planned for Shawn Michaels but if you haven't noticed my night is finished here, Raven is no where in sight, I did what needed to be done and my work here is finished.
(Chris Master enters)
Masters: Jericho, you son of a bitch! You just cost me that match! I hope your a praying man because I'm going to kill you.
Vince: Woah, Woah, Woah. Now just hold on one damn minute. I don't need anymore trouble tonight so that's why were going to do this. At Battle Mania were going to see if anyone can break the lock, that's right were going to have an old fashion "Master Lock Challenge". And Chris Jericho, you are the lucky contestant. So I hope this settles everything.
Chris: Thank you, Vince. And come Battle Mania I'm going to not only win the Battle Royal but I'm also going to show this Meathead that it doesn't take a genious to break a simple amateur rest hold.
(Chris Jericho leaves the scene as Masters stares a whole through him)
Camera cuts to the broadcast booth where Joey Styles is seated with his broadcast partner Paul Heyman.
The Broadcast Booth:
Joey Styles: Welcome wrestling fans to another action packed edition of NHBWO Wrestling! Welcome to Saturday Night Turmoil. I'm Joey Styles alongside former ECW Owner and acting president, Paul Heyman. And what another amazing night it will be tonight.
Paul Heyman: Without a doubt tonight we will witness the first encounter between Co-Owner Ryan Beyer and the World Heavyweight Champion, Shawn Michaels. This match was made earlier tonight by one, Vince McMahon.
Joey Styles: The match is sure to be good, but what about the Intercontinental title match. I'm talking about Triple H defending his title against Chris Masters!
Paul Heyman: The Masterpiece has everything in his favor, he is young, he is talented. Hell he is championship material, all he's got to do is beat the Game! And that isn't an easy task.
Joey Styles: No, it isn't...and also tonight Raven takes on Chris Jericho. These two men are one of the many in the Over the top rope Battle Royal Challenge, after tonight will they be able to make it? But right now we are set and ready for singles competition as Randy Orton takes on Batista!
Randy Orton vs. Batista
Randy Orton's music hits and apart from the females screaming and ooing for Orton, much of the crowd boo's him. Sparks fly from the entrance way as he poses for the crowd. We walks down the ramp ready for his match with Batista. He slides into the ring pacing before climbing the turnbuckle and posing once more. He hops off the turnbuckle and asks for a mic as his music cuts:
Randy Orton: Alright, Alright. Tonight, I have a match with the Animal himself Batista. You know many of you people may not remember that me and Batista have quite a history together. I mean I first met him in a Gym back in Nashville. We talked and talked, this was the first time I got into wrestling. I was new, a young blood persay. Well that was back in 2002. It just so happens that I took Dave with me to my first match. He sat backstage as I anihulated The Hurricane from the WWE. And as soon as I came backstage he congratulated and said that I would make it big. And what do you know, 2 years later I became the World Heavyweight Champion! And what do you know, Dave Batista would become the Animal! One of the most sadistic and powerhouse giants of the squared circle. And I'm proud to say that he is my friend. I mean back in the WWE me and Dave were part of one of the most elite groups in Wrestling, along with the Nature Boy and Hunter, The most dominant forces to be reckoned with...We were Evolution. It's just like the WWE, here in NHBWO. Things are going to change....and things are going to change fast. February 10, Battle Mania, me and Dave face "The Big Red Freak" Kane. I mean who in the hell does this guy think he is? What in the hell can a burned up, charred, black and ugly, freak of nature, un-human piece of garbage like himself do to someone like me and Dave. He has nothing on us, and why? Because Kane will never reach the status me and Dave did...Kane will never be as popular or as good looking as us. We make all the money...We bring in the money...We bring in the fans. Sure, people pay to see you in the ring not because they like you but because they just want to see how much of a messed up freak you really are.
Pyro's explode from the rampway as Kane's music hits, a red erie light fills the arena.
Randy Orton drops the mic in the ring as Kane hits the rampway with an angry look on his face. Fans cheer for him as he steps onto the ring apron. He stares down Orton who stares right back at him. Kanes music cuts, the lights come back on as Kane stands on the apron. Orton gets poised. Kane walks over the top rope, Orton charges towards him and Kane catches him with a big boot. Orton stumbles backwards as Kane continues his assault. He hurls Orton into the corner and beats him down with rights and lefts. Fans in the arena boo, as Batista hits the ring. Kane turns around and clocks Batista with a right. He takes out Orton with another right. Kane fights both men. Kane knocks Batista into the corner and punches him in the face. Orton gets behind Kane and gives him a low blow. Batista fires out of the corner with a clothesline. Orton and Batista take the boots to Kanes chest and face. Kane sits right up. He gets to his feet and begins to fight them off some more. Kane knocks Orton over the top rope. Kane goes back to work on Batista. Kane runs Batista against the ropes and nails a big boot. Batista squirms on the mat. He staggers to his feet as Kane signals for the chokeslam. He grabs Batista by the throat and is about to pick him up when Orton clocks Kane in the back of the head with a steel chair. Kane tries to take out Orton but Orton hits him again this time between the eyes. Kane is busted wide open. Referees and trainers rush down to the ring as Orton and Batista continue their assault on Kane. Orton holds off the referee's with the steel folding chair. Batista brings Kane to his feet, lifting him into the air, he drives him hard to the canvas below with a "Batista Bomb". Orton drops the chair as he goes over to high five Batista. Fans boo as referee's rush to Kanes side. Batista and Orton exit the ring. Batista and Orton laugh up the rampway as referees tend to Kane. Kane sits up as blood trickles down his face. Referees run out of the ring scared as Kane stares down Batista and Orton who have a shocked look on their faces. Batista and Orton hitail it as soon as they realize Kane is after them. Kane runs up the rampway still bleeding in chase of Orton and Batista.
~Commercial Break
-Burger King Commericial, Star Wars "Blaster Pilot Light"
-Adidas Shoes Commerical, This is My House
-NHBWO House Show Commerical, "Get Your Tickets Now!"
Triple H vs. Chris Masters-Intercontinental title Match
Champion: Triple H
Chris Master's music hits. The lights dim in the arena as a spotlight hovers over Masters who is in a crouching position. The stage flashes with sparks and lights as Masters raises to his feet, dropping his entrance robe on the entry way. Masters begins posing for the crowd who gives him a mixed reaction, mostly boo's. Master's begins to flex his muscles to the beat of his music. As his music continues to play he walks to the ring arrogant and confident as ever. He slides into the ring and poses on the top turnbuckle. His music cuts and a roaring boo from the crowd is attentioned to Chris Masters. "Motor Head" blares over the PA system, and fans boo as Triple H makes his way onto the entry way with a water bottle in hand. He wears the intercontinental title belt around his waist. He walks down the ramp looking very confident. Triple H stares down Masters before hopping onto the ring apron. He stares at the crowd for a moment before taking a big gulp of water from his bottle. His music continues to play, he raises his arms and spits the water into the crowd. Triple H enters the ring through the second rope as Masters looks on in the ring. Triple H poses on the turnbuckle with his intercontinental title. He hops off and gets right into the face of Chris Masters who has some words to say. Both men get nose to nose. The referee seperates them. Triple H stares down Masters before handing the referee his prized intercontinental title belt.
Bell Sounds.
The Start:
Chris Master's taunts Triple H saying that the Intercontinental title will be his. With his hands he motions to Triple H that he will lock in the Masterlock and win the title. Triple H moves in closer to Masters. He gets into his face. After a brief staredown, Triple H motions with his hands that he is going to break Masters in half. Masters turns away smirking, stroking his underchin. Masters knocks Triple H back with a right. Triple H returns the favor. Masters nails Triple H again. Triple H hits Masters in the face with one of his own. Triple H fires back with rights and lefts. He tries to irish whip Masters, but Masters revereses it. Masters tries to hit a clothesline, Triple H ducks it, bounces off the ropes and hits a high knee. Masters goes down. Triple H takes advantage and pumbles Masters to the mat. Triple H stops after a few shots, Masters staggers to his feet. Triple H grabs him by the head but Masters revereses it catching Triple H in the gut with a heavy right. Triple H backs off as Masters unloads on him. Chris Masters gives Triple H a press slam. He taunts him with a pose and Triple H backs off looking pissed as ever. Triple H points his finger at Masters, Triple H charges towards him. Masters catches him with a hiptoss. He gets up and receives another. Triple H slowly gets off the mat to receive nothing other than another hiptoss. Triple H leans against the ropes and Masters takes him out with a clothesline. Triple falls and trips on the outside as Masters smirks in the ring, arrogant and cocky. Triple H looks at Masters, his eyes fixiated on his. He grabs the 2nd rope and gets back into the ring before the count of 4. Masters attempts to grab Triple H, when Triple H shows an aggressive tactic grabbing Masters by the throat. Triple H takes Masters down to the canvas and chokes the life out of him. Triple H punches on Masters some more. He brings him to his feet and nails a suplex. Triple H runs against the ropes and nails a dropping knee lift to the forehead of Masters. He goes for the pin but only gets a two count. Triple H runs Masters into the corner. Triple H charges towards Masters attempting a clothesline, Masters gets his shoulder up and Triple H gets knocked right in the mouth. Triple H spits up a tiny bit of blood. Masters picks up Triple H and leans him into the corner. Master gets into a stance and repeatedly rams his shoulder into Triple H's gut. Masters suplexs Triple H out of the corner onto the mat. He goes for the pin. 1, 2. Triple H kicks out. Masters pulls Triple H by the hair. Triple H screams in pain as he complains to the referee. The referee immediately tells Masters to lay off. Masters argues with the referee that he didn't grab Triple H by the hair. Meanwhile, Triple H is on his knees. Masters brushes the referee of and turns his attentions back towards Triple H. Triple H low blows Masters. The referee tells Triple H, he will disqualify him if he pulls a stunt like that again. Triple H puts the stomping away at Masters. The crowd is not liking either of the two. Masters and Triple H continue to get booed or if anything a cheer or two from about 100 of the 10,000 fans in attendance.
Mid Match:
Triple H brings Masters to his feet and catches him with a heavy right to the face. Triple H runs Masters into the ropes and locks in a sleeperhold. Masters desperately tries to break free but Triple H has it on good. Chris Masters lifts Triple H up into the air as the sleeperhold continues to be locked on. Masters brings him back down. Masters begins to feel the effects. He drops to one knee. Triple H twist and turns Masters head. The referee drops to one knee to check Masters. Masters fades away more and more as the move continues to be locked in. The referee checks Masters. Masters arm drops down for the count of 1. The referee dangles Masters arm above his head, he lets go and Masters holds it up. Triple H shakes his head as Masters staggers to his feet with the move still locked in. Both men are now standing. Masters runs Triple H back first into the corner where the referee was happened to be standing. The referee falls to the mat knocked out. Triple H continues to lock in the sleeper hold. Masters determined to break the hold, gives Triple H a back kick in the gonads forcing the Game to break the hold. Both men are down on the mat. Triple H gets to his feet with the referee still down. Masters is already up though. Masters motions to the crowd for the Master Lock, Chris Masters gets behind Triple H and locks it in. Triple H squirms all over the place desperately looking for an escape, Masters continues to lock it in. Triple H grabs the ropes but with no referee there can't be a break. Masters kicks Triple H's hand away from the ropes and locks it in even harder. Triple H looks to be passed out. He breaks the hold as he screams for the referee. He climbs to the outside.
Closing Match:
Masters slaps the referee in the back of the head yelling at him to get up and make the count. Masters throws the referee back into the ring. Masters helps the referee to his feet. Triple H is now up. Triple H charges towards Masters, Masters see's him and ducks, Triple H catches the referee with a clothesline knocking him out yet again. Triple H turns around and matches nails him with a punch to the face. Triple H and the referee are down. Masters gets behind Triple H calling for the Master Lock yet again. The fans began to cheer and scream as Chris Jericho comes running out. Jericho slides into the ring, Masters sees him. Jericho charges towards him, Masters attempts a clothesline, Jericho ducks it and nails a flying clothesline. Masters dazed gets back to his feet, Jericho bounces off the ropes and nails a bulldog. Jericho looks down at Masters as the fans cheer he nails a lionsault. Jericho slides out of the ring as Triple H begins to get to his feet. Jericho backs up on the ramp looking at the action unfold. Triple H gets up and grabs Masters to his feet. He hooks both of his arms and drops him face down to the canvas with a pedigree. The stirs the referee who comes to. Triple H goes for the pin hooking Masters leg. The referee slowly makes the count. 1, 2, 3. Triple H's music hits as Chris Jericho looks on from the rampway.
Winner: And Still Intercontinental Champion, Triple H
~Commerical Break
-Pepsi Commericial, Stayin' Alive!
-Visa Check Card Commerical, Super Hero False Alarm
-Verizon Wireless Commerical, Pet Snake...What's in Your Wallet?
BackStage Segment: Tension backstage!
NEWS BRIEF:(During the break, Raven was attacked by some unknown culprit)
Raven sits in a dark room as he begins to light his 12 candles. An erie wind enters through cracks in the walls.
Raven: Tonight, as I light these 12 candles. One more light will be put out, one more superstar will fall to the Raven Effect. Chris Jericho, tonight I face you one on one. (The wind pushes the back door open.) As I sit here lighting these candles you can only have one thing on your mind, what kind of sadistic and twisted stunt will he pull tonight, well you see Jeri...
Raven's promo is cut short when a breeze of wind blows out all of the candles. You can hear the faint voice of Raven in the pitch black room murming something. Then a large crashing sound echoes in the room. One by one the candles are lite again by a black glove. As the camera comes into focus, there is no Raven nor is there anyone else in the room. Instead sitting on a steel folding chair, is a black ball bat. Next to the black ball bat, is a message. It reads "He's Coming". The camera zooms in on it, as the candles blow out once again.
(Vince McMahon catches up with Chris Jericho)
Vince: Chris, just where in the hell do you think your going? Listen to me damnit you think you can do what ever you want, huh? You just cost Chris Masters his chance to win the Intercontinental title from Triple H, not that I care or anything. Triple H needs to hold onto that title, and come February the 10th, he will take the World Heavyweight title from Shawn Michaels!
Chris: What is your point Vince? He had it coming to him. It was time someone shut his mouth. I mean you got me standing here, please tell me you have a point. I don't give a damn what you and Triple H have planned for Shawn Michaels but if you haven't noticed my night is finished here, Raven is no where in sight, I did what needed to be done and my work here is finished.
(Chris Master enters)
Masters: Jericho, you son of a bitch! You just cost me that match! I hope your a praying man because I'm going to kill you.
Vince: Woah, Woah, Woah. Now just hold on one damn minute. I don't need anymore trouble tonight so that's why were going to do this. At Battle Mania were going to see if anyone can break the lock, that's right were going to have an old fashion "Master Lock Challenge". And Chris Jericho, you are the lucky contestant. So I hope this settles everything.
Chris: Thank you, Vince. And come Battle Mania I'm going to not only win the Battle Royal but I'm also going to show this Meathead that it doesn't take a genious to break a simple amateur rest hold.
(Chris Jericho leaves the scene as Masters stares a whole through him)