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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 5, 2011 17:06:45 GMT -5
SNME Presents: Highway 2 Hell! Live! From The University of Phoenix Stadium in Glendale, Arizona! 9/4/11As the clock strikes 7:00, a Saturday Night's Main Event logo wipes across the screen. As Hollywood Undead's "Been To Hell" starts to play, flames suddenly engulf the logo, as it explodes, taking us into the University of Phoenix Statium in Glendale, Arizona! Over 70,000 people are packed into the arena for this massive event. As the camera pans over the crowd, fans throw up their signs, trying their damndest to get on television. With the music blaring, the camera cuts to the stage, where the gates of hell are leading right down the ramp. As the chorus chimes in, flames shoot up, engulfing the gates. The fans roar with cheers, as the stadium starts to shake. As the flames die down, we are taken over to the announce table with Joey Styles and Austin Owens!Joey Styles: Ladies and gentlemen... welcome to Hell!
Austin Owens: For the past month we've been on the Highway 2 Hell, and we're finally here! All the fighting has lead to tonight!
Joey Styles: You're damn right it has. Folks, tonight our card is stacked, and I mean STACKED! Six huge match ups are scheduled to take place, including the hellacious Elimination Chamber match.
Austin Owens: Man, oh, man! I cannoy wait for that one! But we've got some other ones too. We've got Matt Sydal defending his Custom Championship against Chris Danielson. We've got the Usos defending their World Tag Team Championships against the United Kingdom of Wrestling. What else we got, Joey?
Joey Styles: Kammy takes on Mason Moore. Kammy could be walking out with a shot at the Intercontinental Championship, or Moore could be walking out with a new manager. Alberto Del Rio defends his Intercontinental Championship against Jacob Jones! And then... Two former best friends go head to head. These two men stabbed Saturday Night's Main Event in the back by trying to start their own wrestling company. They tried to steal the talent that was signed to contracts by SNME! When it all falied. When it all came crashing down on them, there was only one place left to go. Back home. Roy and Johnny demanded to be let back into SNME, but Shawn refused to let that happen. Finally, after a heavy decision, Shawn decided only one man could be welcomed back. But he wasn't going to choose... they were going to have to fight for it. That's right, folks! Roy Rowe and Johnny Magnum will be fighting for their careers tonight here on Highway 2 Hell!
Austin Owens: And then... we've got the match of all matches, baby! The Elimination Chamber! Six men are going to claw and scratch their way to be the last one left in that chamber. And only one man is going to walk out with the World Heavyweight Championship. Will Orton retain? Will Tyger win? Will Seth Akira win? Even better... who's the 6th man?
Joey Styles: That's what we're going to have to find out, folks! Let's get this show on the ro-
Austin Owens: Wait a minute! I'm hearing something just happened in the parking lot! Folks, we're taking you live to the parking lot to see what's going on.As the show cuts to the parking lot, EMTs are surrounding someone on the ground. The sound of tires squeeling can be heard in the distance, as Kevin Nash comes rushing out of the arena with several other officials behind him. As Nash steps into the crowd of EMTs, the camera gets a better look. Mason Moore is being tended to, as EMTs work on his leg. As Moore lets out a scream, Nash bends down.Kevin Nash: What the hell happened out here? Is he gonna be alright? He's got a match tonight.Moore screams in even more pain, as the EMTs wrap his leg up.Kevin Nash: Someone give me a damn answer. Is he gonna be good to go, or what?
EMT: I'm sorry, but he is in no condition to be in a match. He was just hit by a car, and it looks like his leg could be broken in several places.
Kevin Nash: Hit by a car? You've got to be kidding me.As Nash places his hand on Moore's shoulder, he looks him in the eyes.Kevin Nash: Look kid, I know I promised you that title shot. But you've got bigger things to worry about now. Don't worry about your match. I'm sure Kammy will understand.As Nash stands up, the EMTs lift Moore up onto a stretcher. As Nash walks off, they start to load him up into an ambulance.Joey Styles: Things do not look good for Mason Moore, ladies and gentlemen. It looks like his match tonight could be canceled, unless a replacement opponent is found.
Austin Owens: We've been told that security is trying to get a hold of all footage from the security cameras in the parking lot. One of those cameras is bound to have caught the culprit on tape.
Joey Styles: Well folks, let's head to the ring for our first match of the night!Jimmy Uso* & Jey Uso* vs. Desmond Wolfe & Wade Barrett (Tornado Tag Team Match: World Tag Team Championships!)Justin Roberts: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Worrrrld Tag Team Chammmpionshiiiips! First, making their way to the ring. They are the challengers. Weighing in at a combined weight of 485 pounds... Desmond Wolfe and Wade Barrett... The United Kingdom of Wrrrrrrestling!As the crowd roars with boos, Desmond Wolfe and Wade Barrett step through the gates of hell. With William Regal by their side, the United Kingdom of Wrestling makes their way down the ramp. Fans boo them, yelling all sorts of harsh insults at them. Barrett and Wolfe pay no attention to them, as have only one thing on their mind. As the UKoW reaches the ring, Barrett and Wolfe climb up on the apron and into the ring. Both of them stand under the spotlight, as they raises their hands in the air for the world to see. Regal claps, showing his support for his team of British Bruisers.Justin Roberts: And their opponents. They are the World Tag Team Champions! Weighing in tonight at a combined weight of 475 pounds. Jimmy and Jey... The Uuuuuuusos!Debuting their new music, Jimmy and Jey come rushing through the gates, fired up! With their titles around their waists, the Usos throw their hands up, trying to get the fans fired up for their match! With one thing on their mind, domination, the Usos make their way down the ramp. Each man leaps up onto the apron and climbs to the middle turnbuckle. Standing high in the air, Jimmy and Jey pull off their titles and raise them into the air. As each man lowers their titles, they hand them to the referee. As Jimmy takes his place on the apron, so does Wade. Jey and Desmond stare across from eachother, as the bell sounds."Ding, ding, ding!"The match starts off with Wolfe and Jey face to face while Jimmy and Barrett wait in their respective corners. Jey and Desmond size eachother up. They lock up center ring, and Wolfe locks Jey in a side headlock. Jey quickly shoves Desmond off and into the ropes. On his way back Wolfe slides under a boot from Jey and pops up quickly behind him, hitting him with a distasteful slap to Jey’s face. Jey holds his cheek, before responding with a hard slap of his own the nearly flooring Desmond and sends him scurrying back to his corner to make the tag to Barrett. Wade is now on the scene and charges at Jey only to receive a drop toe hold. Jey spins over and applies a headlock to the downed Barrett! Wade looks to be in pain, but soon displays his power, standing up from the hold and tossing Jey off and to the mat with a thud. Jey gets back up only to run into a clothesline from Wade!
Barrett looks to be in full control and Wolfe reaches in and tags himself in. Barrett looks upset, as Desmond barks for him to go back to their corner. Desmond turns around to attempt to take advantage of Jey only to see Jey making a tag to Jimmy. Jimmy comes in like a bat out of hell! Flooring Wolfe with a heavy right, delivering a hard forearm to Barrett that sends him to the ground outside! Jimmy now turns his attentions back to Wolfe and sets him up for the Superkick! But Wolfe ducks low, he rolls up Jimmy, but rather than attempt to pin him, Wolfe grabs his legs and begins an attempt to lock in the Regal Stretch in honor of their manager. Jimmy is almost there when he shifts his body weight and reaches up for a roll up on Wolfe!"1! 2! NO!"Desmond barely manages to kick out of the roll up and now turns around to receive a hard slap from Jimmy! Wolfe holds his cheek as Jimmy grabs hold of his arm, sending him into the ropes, Wolfe comes back only to catch a spinning wheel kick from Jimmy that sends Desmond to the ground! Jimmy now goes up top and leaps off for his signature Samoan Splash! Desmond rolls out of the way sending Jimmy chest first into the mat! Wolfe now attempts a cover!"1! 2! NO!"Jimmy kicks out as ref’s hand is just coming down for the three count. Wolfe checks the position of Jimmy and sets him up drilling him with the Jawbreaker Lariat! Wolfe stands back up looking in full control when Barrett now tags himself in. Wolfe looks enraged by Barrett’s actions, but Wade pays him no mind, picking up Jimmy and nailing a Spinebuster! Jimmy looks hurt as Barrett now signals for the end. Barrett positions Jimmy correctly for the Wasteland and lifts him high into the air, but Jimmy lands on his feet behind Barrett! Jimmy grabs Barrett and turns him around, Samoan Drop! Jimmy nails it and he covers!"1! 2! 3-NO!"Wolfe breaks up the count just in time! Jimmy almost had the win as he now crawls to his corner and Barrett does the same. Barrett gets to Desmond first and Wolfe goes to cut off Jimmy from Jey, but he’s too late. With a slap of the hand Jey is in and all fired up, nailing some heavy shots onto Wolfe’s head before sending him off the ropes, Wolfe comes back and is hit with an inverted atomic drop! Desmond holds his groin as Jey floors him with a clothesline, Wolfe pops back up but is hit with another, he pops back up and is hit with a third! Desmond gets back up one more time and Jey picks him up and sends him back down with a scoop slam! Jey goes up top now with the fans willing him on and leaps off with the Samoan Splash! He connects! Wolfe is hurt badly as Jey sets up for the Superkick! Barrett is on the outside and he is seen driving Jimmy into the steel steps spine first! He now enters the ring and charges at Jey with a clothesline but Jey ducks! Superkick! Jey just hit the Superkick on Barrett! Jey now turns back to Wolfe and throws the kick! Wolfe ducks! He kicks Jey in the gut. He's setting him up for something. Wait! Jimmy slides in... Superkick! Wolfe falls lifeless to the mat, as Jimmy pulls Jey on top of Wolfe. The referee slides into position..."1... 2... 3!!!"
Justin Roberts: Here are your winnerrrrrs and still World Tag Team Champions... Jimmy and Jey... The Ussssssos!!!As their music blares through the stadium, the crowd roars with cheers.Joey Styles: The Usos have done it again! The Samoan Soldiers have defeated the United Kingdom of Wrestling!
Austin Owens: These guys went from being hated to being loved! The crowd is absoultely loving this team lately! And I know why. These guys are one of the greatest tag teams to step foor in Saturday Night's Main Event!As Jimmy pulls Jey up, the referee hands them their titles. The Usos hug eachother and raise their titles high in the air, showing how proud they are to retain them yet again.As the Highway 2 Hell pay-per-view rolls on, the broadcast is interrupted by the music of new Saturday Night’s Main Event superstar, Eric Esfan. Eric Esfan makes his way through the curtains and onto the stage, as his theme “Cult of Personality” blasts through the arena. Esfan has a serious look on his face, as he makes his way down the ramp and into the ring.Esfan: Well, I am pretty sure you all are wondering who I am. Eric pauses for crowd reaction.Esfan: Let me just tell you a little about myself. It was in the year 2005 that I was contacted by a certain man by the name of Vince McMahon, the former owner of No Hold’s Barred Wrestling Organization. He told me I had everything it takes to make it in this business, and I was destined for the spotlight; I was destined for World Titles. It was that year in 2005 that I worked a few matches for NHBWO. It was also the same time a certain company called Saturday Night’s Main Event came into being. A little history lesson for you all, this company started as a result of a power struggle between Vince McMahon and Shawn Michaels. Vince’s company, NHBWO, was tanking and Shawn had decided he was going branch off, steal Vince’s wrestlers and start Saturday Night’s Main Event. A few days after the establishment of SNME, Shawn contacted me and told me he wanted me for this company. He told me that I was the best up-coming prospect and he wanted to make me a main-stay here in SNME. Shawn told me I was the future, I was the guy who the spotlight would revolve around. It was me who would be on the front of SNME magazines, it was my t-shirt everyone was going to be wearing. Esfan pauses with a small, sarcastic laugh.. Esfan: But no. Shawn had to keep the spotlight on him! He had to make sure he shined. He had to make sure it was the superstars he liked that were going to shine. Not guys like me who were busting their ass in this ring every night trying to make a name for themselves. Guys like Kurt Angle, Ken Kennedy, Chris Jericho, Raven, all grade A Shawn Michaels ass-kissers, they got the spotlight. It was those guys Shawn Michaels was shoving down your throats.And look now, where are these guys? Are they here for you anymore? Huh Shawn? No, they took their ball, their paycheck, their 15 minutes of fame and bolted out of this company. And because of that, this company shut down for almost 3 years!It was because of your ego Shawn!! You know, I actually think to myself sometimes that this company would have been wayyyyyyy better off had Vince McMahon been running things around here.But no, Shawn had to make sure a brilliant guy like Vince McMahon was buried. He had to make sure Vince’s superstars were buried. Guys like me, “Vince’s guys”, Shawn made sure we were after thoughts. He made sure that I would never see the spotlight. Shawn told me guys like me who don’t kiss his ass, don’t play by his rules, don’t give in to his ideas; we will never become nothing more than curtain jerkers. This is the man that you all don’t know and this is just one of the men I am here to expose.Eric pauses for crowd reaction.Esfan: I am here, after 5 years of bouncing around companies, getting caught in between other people’s problems, I am here to finally get the spotlight that belongs to me. Do not think for one second I am here for any of you fans. I’m here for myself. I’m here to prove to the whole SNME Universe that I am the guy who the spotlight will revolve around, that I’m the future of this company! It will be face on your t-shirts, it will be my picture on the front of the SNME program!! No more CM Punk, no more Seth Akira, no more Roy, no more Justin Tyger, no more Alberto del Rio, no more Shawn Michaels….just me…ERIC ESFAN!Crowd reacts. Esfan: And here’s a little message to all the superstars in the back. This mic in my hands is a weapon. And I know every little detail about every single of you and don’t think for one second I will hesitate to expose you for the frauds that you are!! …Pipe-Bomb. Remember that. Cult of Personality blasts over the arena as Esfan drops the microphone and with a menacing, evil smirk looks around the arena. As Highway 2 Hell cuts to the back, Kevin Nash is seen walking down the hall. He comes to Shawn Michaels office door, and he knocks. As Shawn's voice can be heard telling him to come in, Nash opens the door. The camera follows him in, as Nash stands before Shawn. With his hands on his hips, Nash speaks to Shawn, who sits at his desk.Kevin Nash: So... what's going to happen with the match?
Shawn Michaels: What match? I thought we went over this already. I don't even know who the six-
Kevin Nash: No, no, no, no. Not the Chamber. Kammy and Moore.
Shawn Michaels: Oh. Uh... You heard anything from the hospital yet?
Kevin Nash: Nope. Not a single word.
Shawn Michaels: Well, I guess you can tell Kammy she's got herself a shot at the Intercontinental Championship. Moore is just going to have to forfeit since he can't compete tonight.
Kevin Nash: Alright, boss. I'll see if I can find to let her know. You ready for later?
Shawn Michaels: Ready? For what?
Kevin Nash: To referee Roy and Johnny.
Shawn Michaels: Of course I'm ready. What's there to be ready for?
Kevin Nash: Just asking, Shawn. Just asking. I'll see you in a bit.Nash leaves Shawn's office, as Shawn lets out a big sigh.Styles: Ladies and gentlemen what a great match we just saw with the United Kingdom of Wrestling vs The Usos. The question now is: what will happen with the tag team championships now? Will we see a rematch take place somewhere down the line? Or will the defeated team leave now?
Owens: That’s a good question, but we should forget about that now and focus on what’s next: Matt Sydal defends his Custom Title, or All-Stars Championship like he calls it, against none other than Chris Danielson.
Styles: We’ve seen Chris trying to get that championship ever since he first debuted back in July 2009 participating in numerous matches along with many opponents.
Owens: And he has failed on all of them, by the way.
Styles: There’s a big difference here: all of those were matches involving more than two guys. This time around, Chris Danielson gets his first shot, one-on-one. Both men have shown mutual respect for each other and a friendship has been born.
Owens: Who knows what can happen now. I mean, there’s a title in the middle. Probably that friendship might be on risk too.
Styles: We’ll find that out next!Matt Sydal* vs. Chris Danielson (Singles Match: Custom Championship!)“Whatever” by Our Lady Peace is heard all over the arena. Wearing red tights, black wrestling boots and black wrist tape, Danielson walks from behind the curtain and stops on stage. He turns his head to his left, then to his right. He seems confident and determined, yet happy to be there. He walks to the ring and enters as he goes to all four turnbuckles lifting his arms as the crowd cheers for him. We then see a graphic of the Custom Championship on screen, advertising this match as a Custom Championship match.“Born to Fly” by Axeman is played right after “Whatever” stops being played. The crowd roars in cheers as the Custom and Tag Team veteran Matt Sydal is seen on stage. He goes to the left edge and right edge of the stage lifting his right arm as the crowd’s cheers get louder. Sydal returns to the middle of it as he looks to the ring and sees Danielson there. He smiles and continues his way to the ring, shaking hands with some fans on the ramp. Sydal then sprints to the inside of the ring as he goes climbs to the top of the lower left turnbuckle, lifting his title. He then stands in the middle of the ring, with Danielson in front of him. Sydal then gives the Championship to the referee.Roberts: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Saturday Night’s Main Event Aaaall Starrrrrs Chaaaampionshiiiip! Introducing first, the challenger: From Santa Maria California, weighing in at 230 pounds: Chrrrrrrrris Daaaaanielsoooooon!Danielson lifts both of his arms as part of the crowd supports him.Roberts: His opponent: From St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 183 pounds, he is the Aaall Starrrs Champion: Matt Sydaaaaaaal!The other part of the crowd cheers for Sydal as he smiles and shakes his head up and down. Roberts is then seen leaving the ring as the referee goes to the middle in lifts the title up high in the air."Ding, ding, ding!"The bells rings as both, Danielson and Sydal stare at each other. Danielson runs towards Sydal trying to hit a clothesline as Sydal moves out of the way. Danielson runs with the help of the ropes as Sydal receives him with a dropkick. Both quickly stand up as Sydal goes for another dropkick. Danielson stands and Sydal smiles. Both get near each other for some chain wrestling, as Danielson quickly goes behind Sydal and hits a german suplex. Danielson stands and decides to wait for Sydal to get up. Danielson smiles now as Sydal runs towards Danielson sliding at the last moment down Danielson’s legs. Sydal rolls him up."1...2.."Danielson kicks out as he stands up and heads to the turnbuckle. Sydal runs towards him trying yet another dropkick but misses. Danielson then starts striking Sydal who’s resting on the turnbuckle. The referee gets near him and tells him to stop. Danielson goes back and clotheslines Sydal. He then grabs Sydal’s head and applies a rest hold on him. Sydal is trying to get up as the crowd claps to him. He is finally able to get on his two feet and pushes Danielson. He is resting on the ropes as Sydal runs towards him. Danielson moves out of the way to get Sydal out of the ring. Sydal knew this and doesn’t fall but stays on the apron. Danielson feels sure Sydal is out of the ring and turns around to notice Sydal’s there. Sydal right strikes Danielson as Danielson strikes him back. Danielson keeps striking him as he then goes back and runs into pushing him. Sydal’s body hits the announcer’s table. [/b] "1...2...3...4..."Danielson gets out of the ring and goes inside to stop the count. Sydal is getting up as Danielson, with the aid of the rope, is running towards him trying a suicide dive, but Sydal moves out of the way, ending up with Danielson hurting himself on the announcer’s table![/b] "1...2...3...4...5..."Sydal gets inside the ring and stays laying on the mat"6...7..."Sydal then quickly stands up and climbs to the top of the turnbuckle turning his back on Chris as Danielson gets up with the help of the announcer’s table. Danielson turns around and Sydal flies, Moonsault! The referee starts his count yet again. Sydal is seen lying on the floor rubbing his abs."1...2...3...4...5...6..."Sydal gets up first and grabs Chris taking him to the inside of the ring. Sydal goes to the top turnbuckle and taunts the crowd to tell them a Shooting Star Press is coming. Danielson moves out as Sydal climbs up standing on his feet. Sydal walks near Danielson as Danielson surprises him with a small package!"1...2..."No! Sydal kicks out! Danielson stands up and grabs Sydal from behind, multiple german suplex! The crowd cheers as both men are lying on the middle of the ring."1...2...3...4...5...6...7.."Danielson gets up and goes to the top turnbuckle. The crowd cheers as Danielson sets up for the Shooting Star Press! He climbs and as his on the middle of it, Sydal moves.Owens: Cover him Matt! Cover him!Sydal quickly runs to the top turnbuckle, Shooting Star Press! The cover!"1...2...Thre-"NO! Danielson kicked out! Sydal can’t believe it. Sydal grabs Danielson from his head, helping him to stand up as Danielson quickly grabs his arm and applies the Crippler Crossface! Sydal tries to get out of it but is unable to. Sydal is able to turn around but Danielson is not letting him go and rolls over again! Sydal has no option and decides to tap out!“Whatever” by Our Lady Peace blares through the PA System. As soon as the music is heard, Danielson lets Sydal go.Roberts: Here is your winner, and the NEEEEEEEEEW Saturday Night’s Main Event Aaaall Starrrrs Champiooooon: Chrrrrrrris Danieeeeeeeelsooon!Danielson is on his knees next to Sydal as the referee awards him with the Custom Championship. Danielson stays on the mat looking at it as he then stands up and lifts him with a big smile on his face. Danielson then goes to the top turnbuckle and lifts the title and extends it holding it with both of his hands. When he gets off the turnbuckle, Danielson turns around to his Sydal standing there. Danielson’s smile fades as he adjusts the title on his right shoulder. Danielson’s theme music stops playing as both men receive a standing ovation from the crowd. Danielson extends his hand to Sydal as Sydal turns his back.Owens: This friendship may be just over!This shocks Danielson and the whole arena, then, Sydal turns around yet again to hug Danielson as he then lifts Danielson’s hand.Styles: Ha ha, I knew Sydal wasn't capable of that!
Owens: Ah, damn!“Born to Fly” by Axeman blasts through the PA System as Sydal leaves the ring with a smile on his face. Danielson is looking at him with a smile too. When Sydal goes to the back, the music changes back to "Whatever" by Our Lady Peace as Danielson then keeps celebrating his victory.As we fade to the back, the camera looks on at Kammy, who is seen walking down the hall. Kammy looks prepared for her match, ready to walk out with a shot at the Intercontinental Championship. As she reaches the Gorilla position, she steps through the curtains. The camera looks on, as she shakes off all the prematch nerves. As she looks over to the guys controlling the music, she nods her head, letting them know she is ready. Kammy slowly starts to walk up the steps, as the view switches to the arena.Mason Moore vs. Kammy (Intercontinental Title Shot vs. Managerial Services!)Justin Roberts: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for a shot at the Intercontinental Championship or Kammy's managerial services! First, making her way to the ring... Kaaaaaammy!"What Kammy Wants, Kammy Gets" blares through the arena, as the fans erupt in cheers. The lovely blonde bombshell steps through the gates of hell, with a wide smile across her face. As Kammy is about to walk down the ramp, he music is suddenly cut off. Kammy suddenly stops dead in her tracks. She turns around, to see Kevin Nash walking through the gates with a microphone in his hand.Kevin Nash: Kammy, I tried to find you before you got out here, but you already left your lockerroom. Look, I know you wanted this match. Hell, these people wanted this match. But it ain't gonna happen. Alright?Kammy looks at Nash, confused as to why her match isn't going to happen.Kevin Nash: Listen up, Moore can't compete tonight. I guess you didn't hear about it... but he was hit by a car on his way into the stadium earlier tonight. His leg could be broken in multiple places. I called the hospital to try to get a final word on his condition, and I got no answer. So... this is all I can do. He can't compete. He's gotta forfeit the match. Congratulations, Kammy. You got yourself a shot at the Intercontinental Championship. and for those of you wondering who it was who hit Moore with their car, so are we. Security is working on getting the footage from the surveilance cameras in the parking lot, but they're having some trouble. As soon as we know something, whoever did this... is gonna pay.As Nash finishes speaking, the crowd seems to be a bit disappointed and worried for Mason Moore. This match was highly looked forward to on this night.As the crowd waits, we are suddenly taken to the parking lot outside of the University of Phoenix Stadium. Fans watch on from the jumbo tron located within the arena, speculating to their peers as to what is precisely going on. By now it is night outside and the only light comes from the light poles in the parking lot and the lit up sign on the outside of the arena building. The noise of an engine is heard. Arriving from the corner of the camera view is a vehicle. The car looks familiar as if we have seen it from somewhere, but where? A few fans in the audience take notice and already know where they have seen the car before. Suddenly it all makes sense. The car is so familiar because it’s a black 1982 Pontiac Trans-Am sports model, the same car from the mysterious videos that have been airing the last couple of weeks. The car drives through the parking lot until it enters the entrance to the parking lot inside the arena. The car is now inside the arena. Suddenly, the camera that was once following the car has now returned us to ringside where many fans in the audience, annoyed that the camera would cut away from what had just occurred backstage, begin to boo. The camera takes its sights of the crowd and towards ringside where the announcers table sits.Joey Styles: Ladies and Gentlemen, for weeks mysterious videos have been airing on SNME.com and our weekly SNME All-Stars program, and for weeks we have been baffled as to why they have been airing and what they exactly mean. We have no idea who has sent these videos in; all we do know is the footage contained on these videos has always been that of a desert and mysterious loud noises. Last week, we were given our first look as to what the mysterious noise spawned off from, and we all found out that it was a black vehicle, a 1982 Pontiac Trans-Am sports model. We saw that it was heading through the state line into Arizona, Austin, but we had no idea it would be here tonight.
Austin Owens: I’m as shocked as you are Joey. For weeks I have been trying to unravel this mystery myself, and for weeks, I have been stumped. I can’t figure it out!
Joey Styles: Well, with that being said and done, let us continue on with the rest of our live event for tonight, up next…Joey Styles has been cut off by the sound of familiar, yet unfamiliar sounding music airing throughout the speakers inside the arena. As the beat suddenly quickens, the sound of an engine appears to be getting louder and louder. A horn is let loose and suddenly the mystery car has arrived, driving around the entrance stage. As the car sits besides the stage, the fans in the first rows, ecstatic, try to get a good look at the windows to see if they can spot the driver in the car. Unfortuanently for the fans, the windows are tinted, therefore it is impossible to see inside the vehicle. The car just sits there, not moving an inch. The engine is turned off and as it sits there motionless, the music playing in the arena slowly comes to an end. The sun roof on the car opens. Fans in the nose bleed sections can be seen trying to get a look to see what’s inside, of course they see nothing. The fans begin to get a bit impatient until suddenly the driver of the car stands up through the sun roof, revealing himself. As he rises through the roof he speaks. Zack Ryder: Woo! Woo! Woo! Look whose back!The fans stand on their feet, the mystery has been revealed and it is…Zack Ryder? The fans, though confused, just shrug off their confusion and cheer, happy to see Ryder back inside an SNME arena. They don’t know why Ryder would be behind these mysterious videos, but they are just glad to see the Long Island Iced Z back inside an arena, since the last time the superstar steeped forth inside an arena was at last month’s Seven Deadly Sins pay per view. Ryder smiles at the crowd, he looks happy to be back inside an SNME arena, in front of a roaring and screaming crowd.Zack Ryder: That’s right, the "Night Ryder" of SNME has officially returned! Zack Ryder…is back! The man you thought was G.F.G…gone for good is here in the flesh.Ryder sticks his body back into the car before exiting through the door. Ryder closes the door, walks over towards the hood, and sits on it; apparently it’s his car so he doesn’t care that he’s sitting on it. The camera get’s a good look at Ryder and though it has only been a month, things about him have changed. Ryder now features a goatee, the once freshly shaven Ryder has now grown some facial hair. Ryder wears a black leather jacket over his broski t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and on his head is a broski headband. Resting on his face is his sunglasses. Ryder holds his microphone he brought with him up to his mouth and addresses the fans.Zack Ryder: Now you’re probably all wondering where I’ve been, right? Well, for weeks now, mysterious videos have been sent to SNME.com and have been airing on SNME All Stars. You people have been patient, you people have waited, and people, the wait is over, the mystery has been revealed. That’s right, it was me! I was behind it all! The desert, the car, which is sweet by the way, It was all me! I sent the videos! It was me driving that car at midnight! All me! You people had no idea who or what was behind these videos. You were completely clueless. I had you fooled! You people are nothing but utter complete fools!The fans are in shock! A man they once admired had just insulted them. How should they react? Half the fans sit speechless, the rest of them begin to boo. It is the first time fans have booed Ryder throughout his SNME tenure. The man who had once done everything that is good, everything that is right had turned on them. Ryder stares around and grins, he’s amused by how quick people can turn on someone.Zack Ryder: Get upset all you want. You know it’s true. You people were fooled. You were clueless. It’s amusing how quickly people will turn on someone after just one remark; you could say it’s remarkable. But to be honest, I’m not surprised. You are the same people who have supported the likes of Justin Tyger and Shawn Michaels for years now. If you have been wondering where I have been and why I left, look no further then to the two men I have just addressed, it is the faults of those two that resulted in me leaving this company. Last month, I had just gone through the most dangerous match a competitor could compete in, a triple cage match. My body was week, my body was damaged, and I was no longer the same man I was before I had entered that steel structure. I had changed. So one night I decided to take a trip to the one place where my SNME career had begun. I decided to go to the place where I shed my blues. I went to the Brooklyn Bridge. It was there that I had sacrifice something, only then would I be the man I once was, the man I was destined to be. I had two choices, sacrifice myself, or the one thing that had put me through so much pain, so much agony. It was then that I decided it had to go. I threw the Intercontinental Championship off the bridge and into the ocean below. Sure, I didn’t get very much praise for doing so, I upset a lot of people, the men who had once worn that championship, the title that had defined many careers. Did I feel bad about it? Of course I didn’t! I’d do it again! That championship belt didn’t define my career here, it was all me! That title was merely a prop, designed to put me in the most dangerous of scenarios. Would I be the success I am, had I not won that championship? Your damn right I would have. That title didn’t define me, I defined that championship! All the superstars that had once held that championship all had mediocre title reigns. As for myself, I was merely days away from becoming the longest reigning champion in this company! And had I not relinquished the title myself, I would still be the champion to this day! But I couldn’t last one more day with that belt. That belt is the reason why I have been put through so much pain. Alberto Del Rio, soon you will come to realize that, and soon you will suffer the same fate I had. But I can’t just blame all this pain on the Intercontinental Championship, no; I have to put the majority of the blame on you! Yea, you, Shawn Michaels!The crowd roars with boos, as Ryder tries to put down the beloved Shawn Michaels.Zack Ryder: You see, Shawn Michaels is the man I had once admired. He was the man who gave me my job and the opportunity to make a name for myself. Well that’s all fine and dandy, but he is also the man who has put me through hell. Sure Shawn, you gave me the opportunity to become Intercontinental Champion on my first night, but it was also you who allowed Brock Lesnar to attack and brutally wound me, week after week for a whole month. What did you do about that Shawn? I can’t say you did nothing, cause you did do something, you gave him a championship match. You gave a man a championship match for assaulting another man. Did he earn an opportunity? No, no Shawn he didn’t. But hey, I guess that’s how people earn a championship opportunity here in SNME. Well your abuse of power didn’t stop there. In the weeks leading up to Seven Deadly Sins, it was you, Shawn, who made my life a living hell. I remember the night you came to my locker room, pleading me to help you friend Justin Tyger who was currently suffering a beat down. I decided to help you Shawn, not because I wanted to, but because it was the right thing to do; I come to regret doing so now. After that altercation, you recruited Tyger and me on your team, and for weeks we made up that team. If you could remember, for weeks it was the two of us against Shane McMahon team who was one member away from being complete. And with only two members on your team Shawn, who busted his ass to represent you? I did, and even then, I wasn’t given the credit I deserved. I remember when Randy Orton was chosen to be the leader of his team. I remember it being up to you who would represent your team as the team captain, and therefore would become the number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship. The man you chose would be your shining hope, the man who would guarantee you the win. Who did you choose to be your shining hope Shawn? As I recall, it wasn’t the guy busting his ass to represent you; no, it was Justin Tyger, the man who had the nerve to no show a tag team match, the man who had the nerve to abandon his team mate. While I was headlining the main events weekly, facing Randy Orton, the man who holds the World Heavyweight Championship, the man who was Shane McMahon’s team captain, Justin Tyger was sitting on his ass. Justin Tyger had the nerve to show up for a tag team match with Matt Sydal, but not for me. Yes, I blame Tyger for this, but I blame you too Shawn, you’re as responsible as he is. I was busting my ass for you, Shawn, while you sat in the back on your ass. I was getting assaulted by five men while you watched in the back, only for you to help after the attack had already concluded. You, Shawn, used me! You used us all, all of us who represented you, you used us to gain full possession of your precious little company. And how did you precisely get those men to be on your team Shawn? You promised your team a shot at championship gold. You gave them a glimmer of hope that maybe… maybe they could walk out a champion. I, on the other hand, wasn’t blinded by your empty promises, for you see, I had no choice but to be on your team Shawn. I was the Intercontinental Champion, the only man on your team who had to fight for his life to keep his title. I had everything to lose while my partners had but everything to gain. So you see Shawn, I wasn’t fighting for you, I was fighting for myself. Do you think I gave a crap about you Shawn? I promised to have my partners’ backs because I care about the safety of my peers, something you obviously can care less about. Shawn, I’m not the only one who feels this way; I know other’s who feel exactly the same way about you as I do, people who know that everything I have said about you is the truth. You don’t know what’s good for business Shawn; you don’t know what’s best for this company.Zack Ryder: As for you people, as long as you defend the likes of Shawn Michaels and his friends like Justin Tyger, I don’t want a thing to do with you. As of now, I’m taking back the Zack Pack. That’s right, you people are gone, you don’t deserve to be in it, you don’t deserve to be in my own creation. Besides, you people never cared about me, hell, you only took notice of me when I created catchphrases. You people have done nothing for my career; Shawn Michaels has done nothing for my career. My career is where it is at because of me! I am responsible for my uprising and as of now, my career can only ascend even higher because the Ryder Revolution has left the ground and it is soaring towards a new direction…A new direction for myself…a new direction for Saturday Nights Main Event. Call me a rebel, call me a hypocrite, call me what you will, your words, your opinions, simply don’t matter. All that matters are the words that come out of my mouth and believe it or not, I’d like to consider myself an activist. I’m the first one who has had the guts to say what has been needed to be said for a long time. This won’t be the last you have heard from me, like it or not people, change is coming to SNME.Ryder hops off the hood and walks his way back towards the car door. He opens it and steps back inside of it. Before he reaches to shut the car door, he brings the microphone up to his mouth to address the audience once more.Zack Ryder: This mystery has been revealed! The revelation was that of a new beginning, a new beginning for Zack Ryder. Buckle Up…As the music he entered with replays throughout the arena, Ryder takes his shades off his face and throws them on the ground. He finally shuts the door to his car, puts it in gear, and proceeds to exit through the way he came in. Fans sit and stand, outraged at what had just taken place. How can Ryder turn on the people he had once respected, the people that admired him? The camera return down to ringside for the next following match to take place.[/center]
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 5, 2011 18:55:16 GMT -5
As Highway 2 Hell continues, the cameras head backstage focusing on the area in the arena where people are interviewed. On the far corner is the new SNME Highway 2 Hell logo; the logo is also flashing repeatedly on a plasma screen television hanging in the corner. Standing in the cameras view is the former Custom Champion, Santino Marella. Wearing a red shirt mocking the Ferrari logo, and a pair of blue jeans, Santino is seen opening a Subway, and as he is going to have his first bit, he turns his attention to the front noticing the camera is in front of him. Santino then puts his Subway away and grabs a microphone as he smiles to the camera, trying to look professional and make up for the mistake he just did.Santino: Bo journo! Hi, my name’s Santino Marella! Ace Reporter and former Custard Champion! Joining me...Santino looks confused and worried as he angrily whispers to the camera man.Santino: Craig! Where is he!?Santino turns his attention to the camera and gives a smile as we are able to notice his is faking it and is more worried than ever.Santino: He went to the bathroom! Yeah, that is what’s happening… Oh, here he is! My guests! He is the Intercontinental Champion! Alberto Del Rio de Janeiro!Alberto, along with Ricardo Rodriguez, walks into the camera’s view. He is seen wearing his wrestling gear as Ricardo’s with his usual black tuxedo. Alberto has his Intercontinental Championship placed on his shoulder. He seems pissed as Santino messed up his name.Alberto: Give me that microphone!Alberto takes the microphone off Santino and gives it to Ricardo Rodriguez.Rodriguez: Damas y caballeros, les presento una entrevista en exclusiva para Saturday Night’s Main Event desde el evento Highway 2 Hell con el patrón: Él es el campeón Intercontinental, la esencia de la excelencia Y EL ORGULLO DE MEXICOOOOOOOOO. Él es: Albertoooooooo Deeeeeeel Rrrrrrrriiiiiiiiioooooooooooooooooooooo!Alberto and Ricardo both smile as Rodriguez give the microphone back to Santino.Santino: Imma' sorry for getting your name wrong, Alberto del Taco. Now, after your loss lasta’ week against Mason Moore, you are going to face Jacob Jones. Do you think you will be able to defeat him?Del Rio laughs and smirks.Alberto: Is that a serious question? I’m going to be honest as I always am. Jacob Jones does not deserve to have a title shot. He didn’t do anything to earn it. Ha, he was even defeated by the Bearded Dragon. What can you expect from him? He is only pissed because Anthony Ferraro defeated him. Jacob wants to feel better taking my title off me, but if by some miracle he did, he won’t be able to feel better, because I will always be better than him. I defeated the man that crushed his dreams. The man that put him far in the map on his quest for the holy grail, and let me tell you, it doesn’t matter what happens after tonight, because I already know what I’m going for. My destiny has been showed to me. I know what my destiny is, and I know I want be able to fulfill it until I finish a big task first: I need to get rid of Shawn Michaels. Ese perro desgraciado quiere detener mi destino. But let me tell you, my destiny can’t be stopped. Shawn has been messing with me ever since I came here even though I tried to be nice to him. Shawn, te voy a partir la madre.Del Rio looks angered. Santino holds his hand out, offering a handshake in gratitude towards the new champion. Alberto merely stares at his hand, cockily smirking as he and Ricardo both leave the scene. Santino points to the camera, his eyebrow rose, trying to look like a news anchor as the SNME cameras head back to the ring.Alberto Del Rio* vs. "The Raven" Jacob Jones (Intercontinental Championship: Last Man Standing!)Justin Roberts: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is a "Last Man Standing" match!The crowd goes insane after Roberts announces the match.Justin Roberts: Introducing first, the challenger, Jacooooooob Joooooooooooooooooooooooooones.An unfamiliar music blares through the stadium, as the crowd looks on. The gates of hell open up, as "The Fallen Angel" Jacob Jones steps through them. Looking different than before, Jones makes his way down the aisle, his mentor Paul Heyman following him every step of the way. As Jones makes it to the ring, he leaps up onto the apron. He ducks under the top rope and looks around at the booing crowd. As Jones removes his coat, he drops down in the corner, awaiting his opponent.Justin Roberts: And his opponent, the current Intercontinental Champion....Justin Roberts is suddenly cut off by Ricardo Rodriguez stepping into the ring.Ricardo: Señoras y señores, ha llegado el momento, en el cual usted hipócritas boo este hombre... entonces en un par de minutos se ocupará de línea todos hasta a mendigar su autógrafo. Al igual que recuerden el Alamo recordarán esta noche. Especialmente que el hombre. Él es el essense de excelencia y el orgullo de México, Alberto del RRRRRRRrrrriiiiiioOOOOoO! (Ladies and gentlemen, the moment has come, in which you hypocrites will boo this man... then in a couple of minutes you will all line up to beg for his autograph. Just like you remember the Alamo you will remember this night. Specially that man. He is the essense of Excellence and the pride of Mexico, He is Alberto del RRRRRRRrrrriiiiiioOOOOoO!)Alberto enters the arena in a 2011 Noble M600. He puts the car in park and exits. He makes his way up to the beginning of the raqmp, white towel over his shoulders and Intercontinental Championship around his waist. He spreads out his arms as golden blanket of soft pyro falls behind him. Alberto smiles and winks at the camera. He looks at the crowd as the greet him with boos and proceeds down the ramp, making hand gestures to himself, never breaking smile. Alberto reaches the ring and walks up the steel steps, entereing the ring through the second rope. Ricardo steps out of the ring as the referee enters. Alberto throws his towel to Ricardo just outside and hands his Championship to the referee. He holds it up and walks over to hand it to the time keeper. The referee motions for the bell and this match is underway!"Ding, ding, ding!"Jacob looks at Alberto, motioning the title around his waist. Alberto points and smirk in Jacobs way and runs in to a lock up! Alberto reverses the lock and grabs Jacob from behind. He picks him up and flops him stomach first on to the mat. Jacob rolls out of Albertos grasps and grabs Del Rio from behind. Jacob picks him up over his head and Drops Del Rio for a suplex into a bridge! The ref doesn't count as Jacob forgets this is a last man standing match. Jacob lets Del Rio go and makes his way to the corner turnbuckle to calm himself down.Alberto grabs the backside of his neck and runs in at Jacob again who is standing next to the corner post. Jacob sidesteps Alberto as he runs past him. Alberto stops himself on the buckles and smiles. Del Rio turns around and JACOB JUMPS IN THE AIR NAILING DEL RIO IN THE SIDE OF THE HEAD WITH A SWIFT KICK TO THE TEMPLE! This is over! The ref begins to count as Jacobs stands over Del Rio!"1... 2.. 3.... 4..."Alberto stands himself up! Jacob is stunned that Del Rio is still awake after that kick, but continues a stomp assault on the back of Del Rios head. Jacob walks over to the corner turnbuckle and begins to clib, back towards Del Rio. Jacob makes it to the second turnbuckle as Del Rio quickly reach his feet. Del Rio nails Jacob in his spine with a vicious forearm. Jacob grabs his back in pain as Del Rio clibs the ropes with Jones. Del Rio sits Jacob on the top turnbuckle, still with his back facing him. Del Rio stans on the second turnbuckle and grabs Jones. Del Rio falls backwards delivering A DEVISTATING BACK BODY DROP! Both men reel in pain as the effects not only affected one person, but both. Del Rio stands up as the referee begins to count."1... 2...3...4....5....6...."Jacob stands up! Del Rio winces in pain and rolls outside of the ring. He makes his way to the ring skirt next to the announcers table. He lifts up the skirt and grabs for something... a table! Del Rio picks up the table and slides it into the ring. As Del Rio slides in after it he is met with a boot to the back of the head. Jacob picks up the table and sets it up in the corner of the ring, laying on the turnbuckles. Del Rio slowly makes it back to his feet as Jacob turns around. Both men run at each full force and must of thought the same course of action. Both men delivered a clotheslines from hell to one another, seemingly knocking each other out. The referee looks at both men laying motionless on the mat and begins a slow 10 count."1..."The crowd counts along."2.... (2)"
"3.... (3)"
"4....(4)"Both men start to show signs of life."5....(5)"
"6....(6)"Del Rio is the first to start lifting his body off of the mat."7....(7)"Jacob starts lifting himself as well and starts crawling towards the ropes."8....(8)"Del Rio makes it to his feet."9....(9)"Jacob finally picks himself up off the mat stopping the 10 count! He turns around to catch a right hand from Del Rio. Jacob punches back, Del Rio punches again. Both men exchange blows as Del Rio kicks Jacob in the mid section. He drags him to the center of the ring and looks at the table sitting on the turnbuckle in the corner of the ring. Del Rio smiles and trys to Irish Whip Jacob into the table. Jacob reverses sending Del Rio running towards the table. Del Rio stops himself in mid tracks, nearly missing the table and smiles. He turns around TO BE MET BY A CROSS DROP BY JACOB! BOTH MEN CRASH THROUGH THE TABLE! Jacob lays on top of Del Rio, wincing in pain! Del Rio seems to be out concious! Jacob gathers himself and makes his way to his feet as the ref once again begins to count."1....2....3....4....5...."Del Rio begins to show signs of life."6....7...."Del Rio realizes the ref is counting and struggles to stand up."8....9...."DEL RIO MAKES IT TO HIS FEET! The crowd goes insane as the roof nearly explodes as there was nearly a newly crowd Champion. Jacob grabs his hair as is if wondering what he has to do to beat this man. Jacob rolls out of the ring and makes his way to the time keepers table. He grabs the bell and launches it into the ring, narrowly missing Del Rio who has since collpased again in the ring. Jacob rolls in the ring again and makes his way to Del Rio. Jacob bends down to grab his head and Del Rio throws his down and puts him in the arm breaker! Jacob cries in pain as Del Rio tries to break his arm. Just then, Mason Moores music hits and Del Rio let's go of the hold. He looks up at the top of the ramp as Jacob grabs his arm in pain. Del Rio stares at the top of the ramp, motioning for Moore to come out and fight. Moore doesn't show. Del Rio smiles and turns around to be met by a boot to the face from Jacob Jones! Del Rio lays motionless in the center of the ring. The ref begins his count."1....2.....3....4...."Del Rio is resiliant and begins to stand up. Jacob meets him with a boot to the midsection and rolls out of the ring. Jacob reaches under the ring skirt and pulls out.... A SLEDGEHAMMER! Jacob rolls into the ring as Del Rio is still trying to make it to his feet. Jacob picks the sledge over his head and Del Rio catches him in the nick of time, punches him in the gut forcing Jacob to drop the sledge. Del Rio grabs Jacob by the head and DDTS JACOB ON THE RING BELL! JACOB ISN'T MOVING! Blood pours from his head as Del Rio yells at the ref to count and he oblidges."1...2..."The crowd begins to boo loudly."3...4..."Jacob is still motionless, no signs of life are seen."5...6..."Del Rio begins to prance around the ring, smiling, holding his arms out knowing he will win this match."7...8..."Del Rio motions for his belt to the time keeper."9........."Del Rio turns around, wondering why the ref stopped count. The crowd goes insane as Mason is standing in the ring, holding the referee by his shirt. Del Rio runs over to Mason and punches him in the face. Mason lands hard as he still can't apply too much pressure on his leg. Del Rio begins a stomping assault on Moores leg, as he cries out in pain. Jacob finally begins to regain conciousness and sees the ref trying to break up Del Rio from stomping Mason to death. Jacob grabs the sledgehammer and stands up on his feet. Del Rio ends his assault and turns around... SLEDGE TO THE HEAD OF DEL RIO! JACOB LANDED A SLEDGE TO DEL RIO! Mason rolls out of the ring as both men fall down to the mat. The ref looks at both men, now bleeding perfusely from the skulls and begins to count."1...2...3..."Jones breathes heavy as Del Rio still shows no signs of life."4...5...6..."Jones begins to make his way to a crawling position."7...8..."Jones reaches one knee, as Del Rio opens his eyes."9...""10...."Justin Roberts: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner of this match and NEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWW INTERCONTENENTAL CHAMPION, JAAAACCCOOOOOOOBBBBB JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONES!!!The crowd goes insane as Jacob falls into the corner turnbuckle, nearly in tears as he just realized he had beaten Del Rio for the Intercontinental Championship. Del Rio begins to reach the seated position and looks over at Jones, sitting in the corner with his former Championship. Jacob rolls out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp. He drops to his knees, screaming to the heavens, holding his new belt in the air. He stands up and walks behind the curtain.What Jacob doesn't see is the man who helped him win is on the opposite side of the ring, holding his leg in pain. Del Rio rolls outside of the ring, furious and looks down at Mason. Del Rio smiles and picks him up, rolling Mason into the ring. Mason puts a hand up in mercy and Del Rio smiles. He looks down to see the sledgehammer still in the ring. Del Rio walks over and picks it up and walks back over to Moore. Moore once again pleads for mercy. Del Rio loses his rage and extends his hand of forgiveness. Moore reluctantly grabs it, as Del Rio stands Moore up. Moore looks confused as Del Rio smiles. Del Rios smile fades as he cocks back and takes a swing right at Mason leg with the sledgehammer. Mason sends a blood curdling scream through the entire arena. He falls to the mat, crying in pain as security rushes down to the ring as well as EMTs. Del Rio drops the sledgehammer and smiles, rolling out of the ring. The crowd is silent. Some fans crying, holding their faces in shock. Del Rio exits the arena to a silent crowd as Mason lays in the ring, thriving in pain.Joey Styles: Ladies and gentlemen, I am speechless right now. I... I just don't know what to say. After witnessing such a brutal match, and then... Then seeing Del Rio probably shatter Moore's leg with that hammer.
Austin Owens: There's no telling how long Moore will be out, Joey. And by what went down, it seems as if Moore might know who it was that tried to take him out.
Joey Styles: The evidence sure points that way. No wonder Kevin Nash couldn't get a hold of the hospital. Moore didn't go to the hospital!
Austin Owens: One thing is for sure, he'll be going now.
Joey Styles: Well folks, it has been one heck of a night so far, and we've got two matches left. Let's take things backstage, as we try to get a look at Roy Rowe and Johnny Magnum before their careers are put on the line here tonight.As Highway 2 Hell cuts to the back, the camera looks on at Roy Rowe's lockerroom door. The door suddenly opens, as the most hated man in the wrestling world at the moment steps out. With his black cowboy hat upon his head, Roy makes his way down the hall, his entrance coat swinging behind him. As the camera follows him, he makes a turn here and a turn there. As we switch cameras, Roy turns the corner yet again. He slowly stops, looking ahead of him. Many members of the roster line the hall, ready to watch what is due to be one heck of a match. Every set of eyes is on one man... Roy Rowe. The hatred felt for him can be seen in all of their eyes, as Roy continues up the hall. Each man he passes, he nods his head to, taking notice to each and every one of them. As Roy makes his way past them all, he steps through a set of black curtains into the Gorilla position. As Roy waits there, we switch cameras.
Johnny Magnum sits in his lockerroom. He breathes deeply, as he prepares for the biggest match of his career. A knock comes at the door, signaling the time. Johnny stands up, cofidence oozing out of him. He reaches into his locker and pulls out his white leather jacket. As he pulls it on, he pushes open the door. Johnny begins the walk to the Gorilla position, taking turn after turn down the halls. Just like Roy, Johnny reaches the same spot where the roster is lined up to watch the match. Swallowing the lump in his throat, Johnny continues on down the hall. Several of the guys wish him luck, telling him to put Roy in his place out there. Taking their words to heart, Johnny steps through the curtains.Roy Rowe vs. Johnny Magnum (Special Guest Referee: Shawn Michaels!)Justin Roberts: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. It is a special guest referee match. The winner will receive a contract for Saturday Night's Main Event, and the loser will never be allowed to wrestle in this company everrrr again. First, making his way to the ring. He is the Special Guest Referee. The owner of Saturday Night's Main Event. "The Heartbreak Kid" Shawwwwwn Michaels!As the gates of hell open up, "HBK" Shawn Michaels comes running out, dressed in the black and white striped referee shirt. As Shawn runs to each side of the stage, he beckons for more noise from the crowd. As the crowd roars louder and louder, Shawn dances his way down the ramp. As Shawn reaches the ring, he jogs up the steps and spins across the apron. Shawn ducks under the top rope and dances to the center of the ring. As Shawn lowers himself down, he stretches one leg out and bends the other at the knee. Shawn flexes his arms, showing off his trademark pose. As flashes go off from all around, Shawn walks to the corner, where he awaits the two men he must referee.Justin Roberts: First, making his way to the ring. He hails from Oakland, California. Johnnyyyy Maaaagnuuuuuum!As the gates open, Johnny Magnum steps through them, determination emblazoned in his eyes. With the crowd somewhat behind him, Magnum makes his way down the ramp, slapping the hands of several crowd members. Johnny quickly slides into the ring, where he runs to the corner. As Johnny leaps up to the middle turnbuckle, he looks out into the sea of fans. Taking it in for what could be the last time, Johnny closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He then throws his arms up, bringing a much louder reaction from the crowd. As Johnny climbs down, he pulls off his jacket and tosses it to the outside. Magnum stands in his corner, awaiting to do battle with a man who was once like his brother.Justin Roberts: And the opponent... He hails from Baltimore, Maryland. Roooooooy Rrrrrrrrrowe!As "Headstrong" blares through the stadium, 70,000 strong, are booing as loud as they can. As the gates slowly open, Roy Rowe emerges. His black cowboy hat rests upon the top of his head, and his black and red trenchcoat waves in the breeze behind him. Smiling at the pure hatred the crowd has for him, Roy makes his way straight down the ramp. His eyes are locked on one man, Johnny Magnum. As Roy climbs up the steps, he pulls off his coat. He tosses it to the ground and ducks under the top rope. Roy steps onto the middle rope in the corner and looks out into the crowd. Taking in their hate, a wide grin rolls across his face. As Roy climbs down, he marches to the center of the ring, where Johnny Magnum meets him. Both men are face to face, ready to swing at any given moment. Shawn calls for the bell, and the crowd is roaring with excitement!"Ding, ding, ding!"Johnny and Roy are in one another's face, yelling. Each man has his chest puffed out, trying to intimidate the other. Johnny, willing to take no more, suddenly slaps the cowboy hat right off Roy's head. Roy's eyes grow wide with anger, as both men start to wildly swing! Left! Right! Left! Right! Roy is rocking Johnny back... No! Johnny ducks and spins Roy around. He brings him down with a neckbreaker! Roy holds his neck, but he is quick to get back to his feet. As Roy backs away, they begin to circle eachother. They jolt forward, locking up! They push and shove, trying to over power eachother. Roy shoves Johnny back into the corner, where he unleashes a series of body shots. As Roy delivers blow after blow, the crowd boos. Roy slowly backs away, measuring Johnny up... Huge elbow to the jaw! Johnny staggers out of the corner, holding his jaw, and Roy doesn't let up. He charges at him... Magnum nails him with a drop toe-hold! As Magnum gets to his feet, Roy rolls out of the ring. As Roy gathers himself on the outside, Johnny backs away. He hits the ropes and takes off running... Johnny leaps out of the ring... Suicide Dive! Magnum crashes down on top of Roy, and the crowd explodes. As both men slowly gather themselves, Shawn starts to count."One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six!"Shawn's count grows faster and faster, and both Roy and Johnny take notice. Both men ge to the their feet and slide in, before Shawn can count anymore. As Shawn stops the count, he is faced with both Rowe and Magnum staring him down. Shawn points to his shirt, daring either one of them to lay a finger on him. As Magnum and Rowe focus back on the match, they lock up! Magnum spins out of it, locking Roy in a reverse hammerlock! Magnum wrenches at Roy's arm, but Roy breaks free from it, sending Magnum into the ropes. As Magnum bounces back, Roy lifts the knee up, driving it right into Johnny's mid-section. As Johnny lays on the ground, Roy goes to drop an elbow... Johnny rolls out from under and up to his feet. As Roy starts to get up, Johnny sends a thunderous kick to his arm, knocking him back down. As Roy backs across the ring, Johnny throws kick after kick. As Roy is on the ropes, Shawn gets involved, pulling Johnny back.
As Johnny fusses at Shawn for stopping him, Roy pulls himself up. Johnny turns around... Clothesline! Johnny's entire body flips from the power, and Roy is wasting no time going after him. He pulls Johnny up and sends him into the corner. Another clothesline! As Johnny rests against in the corner, Roy grabs his arm and pulls him to the center of the ring. He jumps up... Double knee armbreaker! Johnny holds his arm in pain, as Roy pulls himself up. He reaches down, stretching Johnny's arm out. And with no remorse at all, Roy jumps up, dropping his knee right onto Johnny's arm! Johnny pulls his arm close to his body, holding it as pain shoots through is nerves. As Magnum is in pain, Roy looks over to Shawn smiling. Shawn simply rolls his eyes, showing the disgust he has for Roy. As Roy pulls Johnny up by his hair, he spins him around, facing his back. He locks in a Cobra Clutch. Roy lifts him up, slamming him down! Roy lays over Johnny, covering him..."One! Two! Kickout!"Johnny gets the shoulder up, and Roy is angered. He pulls Johnny up, toying with him. As Roy mocks Johnny, a thunderous kick catches him across the side of the face. Magnum continues the assault of furious kicks, leaving red marks all over Roy's body. As Johnny backs away, Roy sits up on his knees. He begs and pleads for Johnny not to kick him again, but Johnny charges at him. He steps up onto Roy's knee a leaps up... Shining Wizard! Roy falls face down on the mat, and Johnny rolls him over."One! Two! Th-Kickout!"Wasting no time, Johnny gets to his feet, pulling Roy up with him by his hair. As Roy staggers back, Johnny grabs a hold of him. He hooks his head and grabs a handful of trunks. Snap suplex! Johnny rolls through it, pulling Roy back up. He lfits him up once more... Snap suplex! As Johnny is on top of things, the crowd gets behind him, hoping to help him take care of Roy once and for all. Johnny pulls Roy up to his feet. He sends him into the ropes... Roy ducks a clothesline! He hits the ropes again... Flying shoulderblock! Johnny is knocked down, and Roy has capitalized on the smallest of mistakes. Roy pulls Johnny up, spinning him around. He wraps his arms around him... German suplex! Magnum crashes down on his neck, and it seems as if he might be out of it. Roy pulls Johnny up and scoops him up into his arms. As Roy looks out into the crowd, he smiles, knowing he is back in control. With his brute strength, Roy tosses Johnny over his head with a fallaway slam! Johnny's body is motionless, and Roy is back on the pursuit. As Roy goes after him, Johnny rolls out of the ring.
Roy looks at Shawn, demanding him to start the count. Shawn shrugs it off, driving Roy crazy. Angered by Shawns decision to not count Johnny out, Slides out of the ring. Johnny kicks him in the gut! Devil lock DDT! The crowd roars in cheers, as Johnny pulls himself up using the apron. Looking like he's back in the fight, Johnny pulls Roy up. He goes for an Irish whip... Roy reverses! Johnny goes crashing right into the steps! As Johnny sits against the side of the steps, Roy takes off running... Knee smas-NO! Johnny moves, and Roy smashes his knee right into the steel steps! Johnny pulls Roy to his feet and rolls him into the ring. As he drags Roy to the middle of the ring, Johnny grabs his legs. He's going for the Cloverleaf! No! Roy manages to break free, rolling Johnny up!"One! Two! Thre-NO! Johnny kicks out!"Both men are on their feet in a flash! Roy charges at Johnny... Running ST-NO! Johnny catches Roy with a tilt-a-whirl back breaker! Roy holds his back in pain, as Johnny rolls him onto his belly. Johnny sits on Roy's back, locking him in a camel clutch. Roy is in a lot of pain, but he wouldn't dare give up this easily. Roy finally breaks free, grabbbing a handful of the ropes. As Roy pulls himself up, he and Johnny begin to circle eachother. Just like before, they lock up! Johnny spins out... Gunsho-No! Roy shoves Johnny off of him, sending him crashing to the mat. As Johnny gets back up, he charges in. roy catches him... Sidewalk slam! Roy pulls Johnny up to his feet... Scoop slam! Roy starts to go insane, as he ducks out onto the apron. Roy starts to go up top. He slaps his elbow, about to mock one of Shawn's signauture moves. Shawn hits the ropes... Roy slips, crotching himself on the top turnbuckle! Johnny rolls to his feet. He hooks Roy's head... Hanging neckbreaker!
Johnny stands in the center of the ring, as he calls for Roy to get to his feet. Roy slowly crawls to the ropes, using them to pull himself up. Roy slowly staggers around. As he turns to the center of the ring, Johnny leaps up... Guns-No! Roy stops it by grabbing the ropes. He spins Johnny around... Gunshot! Magnum lays motionless on the mat, as Roy starts to laugh like a maniac. As Johnny lays there motionless, Roy goes to the corner. He motions for Johnny to get to his feet, and he stomps his boot. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. The crowd is roaring with boos, and Johnny is slowly pulling himself up. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Johnny slowly turns around... BOOM! Roy falls lifeless to the mat, as Shawn Michaels nails him with Sweet Chin Music!!! Johnny staggers across the ring, but he can't make it over to Roy for the cover. Johnny crawls slowly, but he's not making quick progress. He's almost there. Shawn slides into position. Johnny lays over Roy..."ONE!!!"
"TWO!!!!!"
"THREE!!!!"
".............NO!!!"Somehow Roy manages to kick out. Shawn slams his hands on the mat, wishing that Johnny had pinned Roy just a second sooner. Johnny slowly crawls to the ropes, pulling himself up. As Johnny gathers himself in the corner, Roy has made it to his feet too. Blood drips from his mouth, showing the results of the Sweet Chin Music. Roy starts to rip away at the turnbuckle pad, removing it. As he turns around, Johnny comes rushing in. He lifts Johnny up... Snake eyes! Johnny's head crashes into the bare turnbuckle, and blood immeditately starts to pour from the fresh gash on his head. As Johnny turns around, Roy lifts him up onto the turnbuckles. As Roy starts to climb, he stands Johnny up. Both men are standing on the top rope. Shawn sits back, ready to watch the end of one of their careers. Roy hooks Johnny's head... He leaps off... Super Fisherman's DDT!!! Roy has pulled out all the stops, reverting back to his original finisher. As both men lay motionless on the mat, Roy reaches out, laying over Johnny, his head held down. Shawn looks like he doesn't want to do it, but he has to.Shawn Michaels: I'm sorry, kid...
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
"THREE!"
Justin Roberts: Here is your winnerrrrr, Rrrrrrrroy Rrrrrrrrrowe!"Headstrong" blares through the University of Phoenix Stadium, as Roy Rowe slowly looks up. The crowd is roaring with boos, but Roy isn't smiling. He knows that time is up for his friend. Roy slowly stands up, as Johnny sits up. As the boos slowly fade, Johnny looks around at the crowd. Every last one of them is applauding him, showing how much they have appreciated him putting on his best performance each and every night he wrestled for them. As Johnny remains sitting there, Roy steps in front of him. The two stare at eachother, right in the eyes. Roy slowly sticks his hand out, offering it to Johnny. As the crowd cheers, Johnny takes Roy's hand. Roy pulls him up into a hug. The two hug for a moment, and Johnny raises Roy's hand, signaling him the victor. As Johnny rolls out of the ring, Shawn stands there to greet him. He pats Johnny on the back, thanking him for what he's done. As Roy basks in all his glory, the camera pans around the arena.Joey Styles: There we have it, folks. Roy Rowe has won his way back into Saturday Night's Main Event. Johnny Magnum, however, has seen his last night in this ring.
Austin Owens: It is a shame it had to be this way, Joey, but they asked for it. They put themselves in this position. And now Johnny Magnum will never wrestle here again.
Joey Styles: Emotions are high, ladies and gentlemen, and they're only about to get higher. We are now moments away from the most hellacious match in wrestling history... the Elimination Chamber. That's right, ladies and gentlemen. Six men are going to walk into that chamber. One man... is going to walk out the World Heavyweight Champion.
Austin Owens: Their careers won't be the same after this, Joey. They'll never be the same again. Never.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 6, 2011 2:02:53 GMT -5
As Highway 2 Hell cuts backstage, we are taken to the lockerroom of the World Heavyweight Champion, Randy Orton. Orton stands at his locker. He holds a picture in his hand of his wife and daughter. Taking one last glance at it, Orton places the picture in the locker and removes his World Heavyweight Championship. He places the main plate on his back, so that he can snap it on. As he fits it just right, Orton turns it around, so that the main plate is facing the right way. Orton takes in a series of deep breaths, as a knock comes across his door.Randy Orton: It's time...Orton cracks his neck from side to side and storms out of the lockerroom, ready to defend his title.As the video finishes playing, the scene fades into the stadium. The Elimination Chamber has been lowered. It now surrounds the ring, imprisoning it. The crowd begins to roar with cheers, as the lights slowly dim. A single spotlight shines down on the top of the Elimination Chamber.Main Event:CM Punk vs. Seth Akira vs. Justin Tyger vs. Randy Orton* vs. Anthony Ferraro vs. (World Heavyweight Championship: Elimination Chamber!)Justin Roberts: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is yourrr main event for the evening, and it is an Elimination Chamber match for the Worrrrld Heavyyyyweight Chhhhhampionship! First, making his way to the ring... He hails from Chicago, Illinois... CM Puuuuunk!As "Cult of Personality" blares through the arena, the crowd roars with boos. With is fresh look, CM Punk steps through the gates of hell. CM Punk slowly steps out onto the stage, where he kneels down. Punk looks down at his wrist and points to it. He then jumps up, screaming something into the stadium. CM Punk slowly walks down the aisle, his arms outstretched. As he nears the Elimination Chamber, he pulls off his shirt and tosses it into the crowd. Punk slowly steps into the chamber, taking in the hell that will go on in here tonight. Punk makes his way over to his pod, and the referee pulls the door shut, locking him inside.Making his way to the ring... Hailing from Chicago, Illinois... Sssssssseth Akirrrrrrra!As the gates open, Seth Akira comes running through them, his eyes focused on the Elimination Chamber. As the crowd roars with cheers, Seth runs down the aisle slapping the hands of all of his beloved fans. Seth runs right up the steps, entering the Elimination Chamber. He ducks under the ropes and runs to the corner. Seth throws his arms up, and the crowd roars in cheers for him again. As Seth climbs down, he looks over at Punk, telling him that he's in for hell here tonight. Seth then enters his pod, where the referee closes the door and locks him inside.Making his way to the ring... He hails from Possum Town, Tennessee... "Soulfirrrrrre" Juuuuuustin Tyyyyger!As "Cliffs of Rock City" blares through the stadium, the crowds yet again! As the gates slowly open, "Soulfire" Justin Tyger comes walking out, a fire in his eyes like never before. With the crowd 100 percent behind him, Tyger makes his way down the aisle, his eyes focused on the hell that awaits him. As Tyger approaches the Elimination Chamber, he pulls off his cowboy hat and tosses it aside. Tyger whispers a tiny prayer and steps inside. With the chains surrounding him, Tyger steps into his pod. The referee closes the door and locks him inside.Justin Roberts: Making his way to the ring... He hails from St. Louis, Missouri. He is the reigning World Heavyweight Champion... "The Vvvvviper" Rrrrrrandy Orrrrrrrton!As "Voices" blares through the University of Phoenix Stadium, the crowd begins to react in a mixed manner. Some of them boo, while others cheer. As the gates open, "The Viper" Randy Orton slowly walks through. With the World heavyweight Championship strapped across his waist, Orton slowly makes his way down the aisle. His cold, calculating eyes stare straight into the chamber, contemplating who it is that will fall victim to the RKO tonight. As Orton enters the chamber, he removes the World Heavyweight Championship and places it in the hands of the referee. Orton steps into the final and fourth pod, and the referee closes the door, locking him inside.Justin Roberts: Making his way to the ring... He hails from Naples, Italy... Anthonyyyy Ferrrrrraro!As "2 Minutes To Midnight" shreds through the speakers, Anthony Ferraro comes running through the gates of hell. With the crowd cheering him on, Ferraro throws his hands in the air, asking for more noise. As the crowd roars more and more, Ferraro dashes down the aisle, running up the steps. Ferraro enters the Elimination Chamber, taking his place inside the ring. As Naples hits the ropes a few times, his music fades out. The crowd starts to buzz, as they wait patiently to find out who the sixth man in the Elimination Chamber is.Joey Styles: Who is it? Who's the sixth man going to be?
Austin Owens: C'mon! Don't keep us waiting. We've been waiting all week to see who it is. I think I know who it is, Joey. I think I know. It's Angle! It's Kurt Angle! It's gotta be him!Joey Styles: Are you fucking kidding me?!?
Austin Owens: I... I can believe it! He's... he's going to do it! Did you see this coming, Joey? I sure as hell didn't!Justin Styles: And the sixth man... He hails from San Antonio, Texas... "The Heartbrrrrrreak Kiiiiid" Shaaaaaawn Michaaaaaels!As a new version of "Sexy Boy" blares through the arena, the crowd roars with excitement! Everyone in the chamber is looking on in shock, as the gates open. Shawn Michaels comes running out, dressed in his traditional wreslting tights. With a smile as wide as the night sky smeared all over his face, Shawn dances down the aisle. The other competitors are in complete shock, as they never in their wildest dreams imagined Shawn Michaels would be putting himself in the Elimination Chamber. Shawn wastes no time. He jogs up the steps and enters the Elimination Chamber. As Shawn ducks under the ropes, Anthony Ferraro stares across the ring at him, still in shock. Shawn spins around the ring, taking in the roar of the crowd coming from 70,000 strong. As the music fades away, the door to the Elimination Chamber is closed."Ding, ding, ding!"As the bell sounds, Ferraro swallows the lump in his throat and starts to move around the ring. Shawn follows suit, preparing to wrestle in his first match in only God knows when. Shawn holds his hands in the air, calling for a test of strength. Ferraro goes to lock hands, but Shawn kicks him right in the stomach! Shawn hammers down on Ferraro's back with multiple forearm shots, before sending him into the ropes. Shawn dives at him... Flying forearm! As Shawn kips up, the crowd is on their feet, cheering him on. Ferraro slowly pulls himself up. He's staggering around... Sweet Chin Mus-No! Ferraro ducks it! He sends Shawn into the ropes... Spear! Spear! Spear! Ferraro caught Michaels with the Spear out of nowhere! Ferraro covers him!"One!"
"Two!"
"Shawn kicks out!"Shawn kicks out, and Ferraro gets up to his feet. He pulls Shawn up. He lifts him up, and he smashes his back down across his knee. Shawn holds his back in pain, and Ferraro rolls him over, setting him up for something. Surfboard stretch! As Ferraro pulls away, trying to rip Shawn in half, Michaels screams in pain. Ferraro finally releases the hold and backs away. In a cocky manner, Ferraro croutches down in the corner, waiting for just the right moment. Shawn crawls to the corner, slowly pulling himself up. He slowly staggers around, as Ferraro charges at him... Spea-NO! Shawn dives out of the way, and Ferraro spears the ringpost! Almost knocked out from the shot, Ferraro staggers back, spinning around... Sweet Chin Music! Ferraro collapses to the mat, as Shawn does too. As both men lay on the mat, Shawn slowly starts to crawl over to Ferraro. He drapes his arm over Ferraro, covering him..."One!"
"Two!"
"Thr-NO!"Ferraro manages to get the shoulder up. With the crowd roaring in cheers, Shawn starts to feed off of them. He looks like life is flowing back into his body, as he pulls himself up. Shawn drags Ferraro to the center of the ring. Shawn climbs to the top rope. With the crowd roar, Shawn leaps off... Big Elbow Dro-NO! Ferraro rolls out of the way! Michaels missed it! Shawn rolls out of the ring and onto the steel floor, holding his elbow in pain. Shawn drags himself to the chain wall, where he leans against it. Shawn looks to be angry at himself, mad that he's missed several big moves so far. As Ferraro slowly gets up, the lights dim, and each pod starts to randomly light up."Ten!"
"Nine!"
"Eight!"
"Seven!"
"Six!"
"Five!"
"Four!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"The light finally stops, and it shines down on CM Punk's pod! CM Punk slams his hands on the glass door, ready to be let into the match. As his door opens, CM Punk charges out. He ducks into the ring and goes right after Ferraro, connecting with thunderous kicks to the body. Punk throws the final blow, but Ferraro ducks it. Spinning neckbreak-No! Punk spins out of it! Thunderous kick to the side of the head! CM Punk lifts Ferraro up onto his shoulders... Go To Sleep! Ferraro falls motionless on the mat, as CM Punk covers him..."One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
Justin Roberts: Anthony Ferraro has been eeeeeeliminated!As CM Punk watches Ferraro leave the Elimination Chamber, Shawn sneaks into the ring... Punk turns around... Sweet Chin Musi-no! Punk catches it! He sweeps Shawn's legs out from under him and drops and elbow right onto his leg. Punk quickly gets up, pulling Shawn up to his feet also. He whips him into the corner. Punk charges in... He drills Shawn right in the mouth with a huge knee! He hooks Shawn's head and runs out of the corner... Bulldog! With the crowd roaring with boos, Punk pulls Shawn up to his feet. He lifts him up onto his shoudlers. Shawn's fighting it. He's elbowing Punk in the side of the head. He's down! Punk spins around... Sweet Chin Music out of nowhere! Shawn lays there for a moment, as the crowd begins to build a roaring cheer for him. He kips up! Shawn pulls Punk up to his feet and tosses him over the ropes and onto the steel flooring. Shawn drags him over to the chain wall. Shawn grabs a hand full of Punk's hair and starts to rake his face across the chain. As Punk squalls in pain, Shawn slams his head into the chain and lets him fall to the mat. As Punk crawls over to his pod, he pulls himself up. He tries to open it, so he can get back in, but it looks as if the referee locked it back. As Punk fights with the door, Shawn comes dashing at him. Punk turns around... Flying forearm! They go crashing through the glass!!!"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"The crowd is amazed at what just happened. As they continue to chant, the lights dim once more. The camera looks down on the chamber, as each pod starts to randomly light up."Ten!"
"Nine!"
"Eight!"
"Seven!"
"Six!"
"Five!"
"Four!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"The light stops, shining down on Seth Akira's pod. The referee unlocks it, and Seth comes dashing out. He goes directly over to the car crash that is Shawn Michaels and CM Punk laying in the broken glass from Punk's pod. Seth rolls Shawn out of the way and pulls CM Punk up. He scopps him up... and slams him on the steel! Punk yells in pain, and the audience is cheering Seth on. Seth pulls Punk up again and tosses him into the ring. Seth sends Punk into the ropes... Sidewalk slam! As Punk lays on the mat in pain, Seth starts to climb to the top turnbuckle. He then points up, asking the fans if he should go on top of Punk's pod. With the crowd screaming their heads off, Seth pulls himself up onto the pod. He looks waaaay down at Punk and leaps off... Frog Splash! Seth lays over Punk, covering him..."One!"
"Two!"
"Thr-NO!"CM Punk reaches down deep and manages to kick out. Seth slowly gets to his feet and backs away. Punk crawls to the ropes and slowly pulls himself up. Seth charges in... Clothesline From Hel-NO! Punk ducks! Seth turns around, and Punk charges in... Step-up enziguri! Punk's kick to the side of Seth's head echos through the arena, and Seth collapses to the mat. As Punk taunts Seth to get to his feet, Shawn is back on his feet on the outside. Shawn grabs the ropes. He leaps onto them and springs off... Flying forearm! As Shawn lays on the mat, he hears the fans cheering for him. He kips up! Shawn is fired up, and he's climbing to the top rope. Shawn starts to climb higher, pulling himself up on top of one of the pods. As CM Punk lays motionless on the mat, Shawn leaps off... Big Elbow Drop!!! He hits it! Shawn slowly crawls across the ring, pulling himself up using the ropes. Shawn slowly turns around, as Seth Akira charges at him... Clothesline From Hell!!! Shawn falls lifeless on the ground, and Seth Akira covers him..."One!"
"Two!"
"Thre-NO! Michaels kicks out!"As Michaels shoulder shoots off the mat, the crowd is on fire! Seth then jumps over to CM Punk, covering him..."One!"
"Two!"
"Thr-Punk kicks out!"Seth slams his hands on the mat in frustration. He gets to his feet. He turns around... Boom! Sweet Chin Music! Seth Akira collapses to the mat, and Shawn falls back to the corner. Punk slowly looks up, seeing that Seth is down. He crawls over to him, laying his body over him."One!"
"Two!"
"Seth kicks out!"As the crowd cheers for Seth kicking out, CM Punk gets to his feet, yelling at them. As CM Punk is too busy yelling at the crowd, both Shawn and Seth are back on their feet. CM Punk turns around... Sweet Chin Music! Punk staggers. He spins around... Clothesline From Hell! Seth covers him!"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
Justin Roberts: CM Puuuuunk has been eeeeeeliminated!As CM Punk realizes he has been eliminated, he starts yelling at Shawn, telling him it is all his fault. It is because of his stupid politics. Shawn simply waves goodbye, as Punk is escorted out of the Elimination Chamber by the referee. As Shawn and Seth lean back in opposite corners, the lights slowly dim. The camera looks on from above the Elimination Chamber, as the two remaining pods start to randomly light up."Ten!"
"Nine!"
"Eight!"
"Seven!"
"Six!"
"Five!"
"Four!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"Randy Orton's pod is lit up, and the crowd is roaring. The referee unlocks the pod, and Orton comes storming out. He ducks under the top rope, and he goes right after Seth Akira. Orton stomps away at Seth in the corner, driving him down to the bottom turnbuckle. Orton slowly backs away. He then charges in, driving his boot right into Seth's face. As Orton backs away from Seth, he looks over his shoulder, spotting Michaels. Orton charges into the corner... Clothesline! Orton grabs a handful of Shawn's hair and pounds away at Shawn's head with his fist. Orton grabs Shawn, pulling him out of the corner. He tosses him over the ropes, and he goes crashing down onto the steel floor. Orton ducks under the top rope, stepping onto the steel. He grabs Shawn's legs and drops back, catapulting Shawn into the air... Shawn grabs onto the cage! He leaps off with a huge cross body!
Shawn mounts Orton and throws a punch... Orton blocks it, flipping Shawn off of him. Orton mounts Shawn and immediately starts to pound away at Shawn's face. Punch after punch, Orton releases his agression. He then grabs Shawn's head and slams it on the steel floor. As Orton stands up, he spots Seth coming towards the ropes. Orton kicks him. He bends Seth over, pulling his head between the top and middle rope. Orton hooks his head... Rope-hung DDT! Seth's head is driven into the steel, and the crowd gasps. As Orton rolls Seth over, blood can be seen oozing from a fresh gash on his head.
A twisted smile rolls across Orton's face, as he notices Shawn on his hands and knees. Orton takes off running... Pun-NO! Shawn moves, sending Orton crashing through one of the pods!!! Shawn slowly pulls himself up. He shakes off the pain and stands Orton up inside of the pod. As Shawn turns around, Seth comes charging in... Spear!!! Seth spears both Michaels and Orton through the glass on the outher side of the pod! The three of them crash to the steel floor, and the crowd is on their feet. As Seth crawls to the chain wall, Shawn rolls into the ring. Seth uses the chain to pull himself up, as Shawn uses the ropes. As Seth rests against the chains, Shawn rests in the corner. Orton slowly crawls into the ring, rolling to the corner. He pulls himself up, as the lights in the stadium dim. with the camera looking down on the Elimination Chamber, the lights begin to shine down on each pod randomly."Ten!"
"Nine!"
"Eight!"
"Seven!"
"Six!"
"Five!"
"Four!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"The light final stops, shining down on the final pod. The crowd begins to roar with cheers, as the referee unlocks the pod. The door flies open, and "Soulfire" Justin Tyger comes barrelling out! Tyger ducks into the ring, where he stands dead in the center. Tyger stares Shawn Michaels right in the eyes. Shawn sits up from leaning in the corner and slowly steps forward. Shawn and Tyger look eye to eye, daring one another to make the first move. Boom! Orton nails Tyger across the back with a huge double axe-handle! As Shawn steps out of the way, Tyger stumbles into the corner. Orton goes after him hammering away with huge right hands. Tyger blocks him! He shoves Orton back and tosses him into the corner! Tyger charges in... Clothesline! Tyger grabs the ropes and starts to drive his hips into Orton's mid-section, knocking the air right out of him. Tyger lifts Orotn up, setting him on the top turnbuckle. He punches him a few times for good measure and climbs up too. Tyger sets him up... Super Tyger Suplex! As both men crash down on the mat, the crowd explodes! Tyger quickly pulls himself up, but Seth nails him from behind with a dropkick to the back of the head.
As Tyger stumbles forwards, Seth tosses him over the ropes, sending him crashing onto the steel flooring. Tyger quickly pulls himself up, but Seth spears him into the chain wall! As Tyger slides down to the flooring, he holds his ribs. Seth backs away, measuring Tyger up. He charges at him... Tyger moves, and Seth's foot goes through the opening in the chain wall. He's caught in the chains. As Seth is stuck, Tyger starts to lay into him, hammering him with huge lefts and rights. Tyger jumps up, nailing Seth with a knee strike right to the jaw! As Seth falls down, he is finally able to pull his leg out. Tyger stomps him down onto the steel flooring and drags him into the ring. Tyger grabs Seth's legs and twists them together. He steps over him... Tennessee Irisleaf! He's got it locked in! Seth screams in pain, as Tyger sits back, leaning into the hold. Seth looks like he can take no more, but Orton comes charging in, pulling Tyger out of the hold... RK-NO! Tyger manages to shove Orton off of him. Tyger charges at him... Western Lariat!!! Tyger covers Orton!!!"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
"NO!"Orton manages to get the shoulder up! Tyger's eye grow wide with shock. he gets ot his feet, contemplating his next move. Seth comes charging in at him. Clothesline From He-NO! Tyger ducks under it. He lifts Seth up... He runs forward, tossing Seth off... Seth goes crashing through the glass of a pod! Death Star!!! As Seth lays there motionless, Tyger drags him back into the ring. He covers him..."One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
Justin Roberts: Seth Akirrrrrra has been eeeeeeeliminated!As Seth rolls out of the ring, Tyger stands up. He turns around. Orton leaps up at him... RKO! Orton gets to his feet, foaming at the mouth. He stands over Tyger's body, ready to make him endure more punishment. As Tyger slowly crawls to the ropes, Orton waits in the corner, ready to strike. Tyger is on his hands and knees, dazed from the RKO. Orton takes off across the ring... Sweet Chin Music! Orton falls flat on his back in the middle of the ring, knocked out cold. Shawn lays over him, hooking the leg."One!"
"Two!"
"Tyger pulls Michaels off of him!"Tyger shoves Shawn back and charges at him... Western Lariat! The crowd is in shock, seeing Tyger do such a thing. Tyger then pulls Orton up to his feet. He kicks him in the gut. He sets him up... Northern Lights Bomb!!! As Orton lays motionless on the ground, Tyger covers him."One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
Justin Roberts: Rrrrrrandy Ortooooon has been eeeeeeeliminated!As Orton crawls across the ring, he can't believe it. His best friend has eliminated him from the match and cost him his World Heavyweight Championship! Tyger stares Orton down, letting him know that tonight is his night. As Tyger turns, it is all over... Sweet Chin Music! Shawn collapses on the mat, as Tyger nearly gone. At the door of the chamber, Orton refuses to leave. As Orton sees Tyger trying to pull himself up on his hands and knees, he storms into the ring, going wild. Orton charges at him... Punt!!! Orton punts Tyger!!! Referees storm into the Elimination Chamber, pulling Orton back. As Shawn comes to his senses, he crawls over to Tyger. He lays over him, and the referee slides into position..."One!"
"Two!"
"Three!!!!!!!"
Justin Roberts: Here is yourrrrr winner, and Neeeeeeeew Worrrrrrrrrrrrrrld Heeeeeavyweight Chaaaaaaampion... "The Heartbrrrreak Kid" Shawwwwwwwn Michaels!!!Drums pound through the air, as "Sexy Boy" blares through the University of Phoenix Stadium. As Shawn sits up on his knees, he finally realizes what he's done. He's won the World Heavyweight Championship. The referee rushes over to Shawn, handing him the title. Shawn graps the gold in his hands, staring down at it. He can hardly believe that the title he created... is now in his possession. As EMTs come to Tyger's aid, who is still not moving, Shawn stumbles to his feet. The crowd is on their feet, cheering for him. As they applaud him, Shawn simply ignores them. Only one thing matters to him... the gold. The beautiful, precious gold.Joey Styles: Ladies and gentlemen, what a night it has been. What we all thought would never happen... happened. "The Heartbreak Kid" Shawn Michaels has become the World Heavyweight Champion once again!
Austin Owens: You heard it right, folks. It seems crazy, but it's true! It's damn true!
Joey Styles: Thank you for tuning in tonight. It has been my pleasure. Be sure to tune in to the next episode of SNME: All Stars to find out just what rests in the future for Saturday Night's Main Event!Still ignoring the cheers, the confetti, the glory, Shawn is emersed in the title. His eyes cannot leave it. As he remains there, sitting in the corner, the title grasped tightly in his hands, Highway 2 Hell fades off the air...Copyright ©2011 Saturday Night's Main Event Inc.
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Post by Soulfire on Sept 6, 2011 22:06:52 GMT -5
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Post by Johnny Magnum on Sept 6, 2011 22:37:24 GMT -5
TELL ME A LIE
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Post by Soulfire on Sept 6, 2011 22:46:00 GMT -5
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Zack Ryder
Mid-Carder
Intercontinental Champion[M:12750]
*Ryder Revolution* (3/4/0)
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Post by Zack Ryder on Sept 7, 2011 0:11:53 GMT -5
LOL that song will never get old.
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Post by "Scotty Flamingo" on Sept 7, 2011 14:20:10 GMT -5
Clap...clap...clap
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 7, 2011 17:10:01 GMT -5
*Bows*
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Post by Alberto Del Rio on Sept 8, 2011 0:32:33 GMT -5
As always, really great results. I'm gonna be honest and say I didn't care as much as I did for past PPVs as I felt most of it was already spoiled to me as I knew the obvious winners/outcomes of the matches, but after reading it, even though I hate getting spoilers, I enjoyed a lot reading this.
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