Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Jul 1, 2008 0:24:05 GMT -5
We see nothing but black... Suddenly the silence is broken... Soft padded foot steps can be heard, creeping through the darkness and suddenly entering the light...
A tiger breaks the darkness. A roar echos in the distance, almost deafening. The image of the tiger suddenly shatters leading into a video. "Devour" by the Shinedown begins to play as images of the past few weeks are shown. Everything leading up to this night is shown, letting everyone know that tonight is the night. The video then goes into a jungle of vines.
We journey deep through the jungle, turning this way and that. The music grows louder and louder, and the sound of thousands screaming and cheering can be heard. The Saturday Night's Main Event logo suddenly rips through the jungle, as we taken live into the sold out Staples Center in Los Angeles, California!
Saturday Night's Main Event: Rumble in the Jungle!
Live! From The Staples Center in Los Angeles, California!
6/29/08
The camera quickly pans around the arena, as "Devour" blares through our ears. The camera quickly switches over to the stage, a massive tiger's head. The eyes suddenly begin to glow, as a roar bellows through the arena. A massive display of pyrotechnics suddenly blasts off all across the stage. With the crowd screaming and the music blaring, the smoke lingers through the arena. We are slowly taken over to Joey Styles and Austin Owens...
Styles: Welcome to Rumble in the Jungle Two-thousand and eight! For the third year in a row, Saturday Night's Main Event Wrestling brings you this pay-per-view. And as always, I am pumped as ever for tonight! How about you Austin?
Owens: You know it! Joey, I'm excited to see what tonight has in store for us... Will new champions be crowned? Who will stand tall as the King of the Jungle? I mean, the possibilities are endless... Especially with special entrants... Hell, I could be King of the Jungle...
Styles: In your dreams...
Owens: No, I'm serious... I could be in that battle royal. Sneak in at the last moment... BAM! King of the Jungle... Aaaaaaustin Ooooowens! There you have it...
Styles: Yeah, okay... Anyways, while you're off in la-la land, I'm gonna go down the card. As you all know, we have the King of the Jungle battle royal. Twenty or so superstars will go head to head in that ring, tossing one another over to be the last man in the ring. Could it be Bryan Danielson? Shelton Benjamin? A mystery entrant? Who knows... Then we have Johnny Magnum defending his Custom Championship against Santino Marella. The World Tag Team Championships will be on the line, as Rock and Mick Foley defend against Sabin and Sydal. Good luck to Rock and Foley. They're going to need it.
Owens: Just think about it... Austin Owens... King of the Jungle...
Styles: We get the picture! Now can you run down the last two matches?
Owens: Oh... Uhh, yeah! Sorry, Joey. I got caught up in the moment, ya' know. Dreaming big and all. Where were we at?
Styles: Oh nevermind... Let's just get this thing started...
Johnny Magnum* vs. Santino Marella
(Custom Championship!)
The music of Santino Marella suddenly blares through the arena, along with a chorus of boos from the audience. Santino appears on stage with his striped blue warm up jacket on and looks ready for action as he makes his way down to ringside. Along the way he looks to the surrounding audience, taunting them by pointing and laughing if he believes one to amuse him. Santino slides under the bottom ropes upon arriving at ringside and immediately walking to the other side of the ring and grabbing a microphone from a stage hand at ringside. Santino’s music slowly fades away and soon all that can be heard are loud boos and Santino’s horrible accent.
Santino Marella: Ha ha, you can boo all you want but it does not change that tonight will be the night that I, Santino Marella, defeats Johnny the Magma and become the Custard Champion! For you see I have the true skill of wrestling while Mr. Magma is just a man without the talent. You see, Johnny the Magma is just like your Los Angeles Lakers… he is an over hyped piece of the garbage, ha ha!
The fans begin booing madly as Santino begins to insult the crowd’s favorite basketball team.
Santino Marella: So tonight when I become champion I will-
“Time of Dying” blares over the P.A. system as Johnny Magnum begins sprinting to the ring with his Custom Championship title in his right hand. Santino looks on shocked to see Magnum running full force to the ring. Magnum slide under the ropes as Santino goes for a big swing, Magnum ducks under the swing and Santino turns around, GUN SHOT! Magnum hits the Gun Shot on Santino Marella, and as Santino lies motionless on the mat Magnum covers Santino as the ring bell sounds for the match to begin.
"DING!!! DING!!! DING!!"
"1………2………3!"
"DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!"
“Time of Dying” blasts throughout the arena as Magnum rises to his feet with a smirk on his face. The crowd’s cheers seem unending as he grabs hold of his Custom Championship and raises it high into the air.
Joey Styles: Oh my God! Magnum beat Marella in what has to be the fastest Custom Title defense in SNME history! Magnum is still our Custom Champion!
As Magnum raises his coveted Magnum Chapionship high above his head, the lights throughout the Staples Center cut out... The crowd buzzes with anticipation, wondering what is going on...
Blinding white lights suddenly shine down upon the stage. A video begins to play...
"This is the proclamation... This is the call to rise..."
With the crowd cheerin their heads off, the power in the Staples Center cuts out once more... It then suddenly cuts back on, as if nothing had happened...
Chris Sabin & Matt Sydal vs. The Rock* & Mick Foley*
(World Tag Team Championship!)
"If Ya' Smell What The Rock Is Cookin?" blasts on the Pa system as Rock and Sock step out of the curtain holding their tag team belts over their shoulders and walk down the ramp to a chorus of cheers. They make their way down the ring as Rock climbs the buckle holding his title in the air as Foley holds his belt up inside the ring.
Their entrance is interrupted by “Youth of the Nation” by POD as Sydal and Sabin make their way through the curtain. Sabin does his gun taunt as Sydal raises his arms allowing for a huge chorus of boos to fill the arena. They step into the ring and Sabin climbs the ropes doing his gun taunt once more as Sydal stares down Rock. The bell rings to start the match.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
Foley tells Rock he has things under control and Rock heads onto the apron after exchanging some words. Sabin and Foley both meet in the center of the ring and Foley taunts him, and motions that he holds gold in SNME. Sabin smirks and shakes his head, slapping the taste right out of Foley’s mouth. Foley staggers back holding his face and returns with a right hand, but is blocked by Sabin. Chris delivers multiple elbows to the face of Foley as he throws him off the ropes. Mick comes back and hits a hard shoulder block via the weight advantage he had over Sabin. Foley then bounces off the ropes, and Sabin turns over onto his stomach as Foley jumps over it. Foley comes back on the rebound off the ropes and Sabin hops up, hitting a beautiful dropkick dead center of the ring. Sydal cheers him on at ringside as he goes for a quick cover.
“1…”
Foley gets an early kick out not going down that easily. Chris stomps on the downed Mick for a while before wrenching at his neck and putting him in a sleeper hold. Sabin keeps the pressure on, but Foley gets to a knee. He elbows Sabin in the ribs a few times and throws him off the ropes, but Sabin comes back and hits him with a back elbow, that staggers Foley. Mick turns right into a high back suplex delivered by Sabin. Chris once again, goes for the lateral press on Foley.
“1...2...”
Mick kicks out once again. He sits up, holding his face for a moment, seeming as he may have gotten something in the eyes. Sabin drags him by the hair to his corner, where he brings his arm up over his head holding Mick and tags in Sydal. Matt gets in the ring and kicks Foley right in the ribs as Sabin then drops him and heads back onto the apron, as Rock shakes his head at ringside back in his corner. Sydal taunts the crowd as they cheer him, and he chops at the chest of Foley. He continues to chop at him until he gets him in the corner. He then throws Mick towards the opposite side of the ring. Foley seems a little dazed. Matt Sydal comes running towards him but gets a kick delivered right to his face. Foley then gets a burst of energy and comes flying out of the corner, nailing Sydal with a hard clothesline. Both men are now down on the mat. Foley crawls and crawls for his corner. He reaches out, and finally tags in the Rock.
Rock quickly comes in the ring, and drags Sydal right back to center, motioning no to the crowd as he was not going to let him tag Sabin back in. He stomps at the bad back of Matt before picking him up by the hair, and delivering a slap to the face... then another slap... Rock then leans back, looks at his hand and slaps Matt that hard, that he goes flying outside the ring, over the top rope. The Rock then taunts the crowd, and looks over to Sabin, taunting him as well. The Rock then quickly hops out of the ring, and grabs Matt by the hair. He drags him over to the steel steps and bounces his head right off of them. He then taunts him and yells at him as he bounces his head off the ring steps yet again. Rock then lets him fall back as he takes the top off of the announcers table. The referee is still counting the ten count, but warns Rock not to do anything on the announcers table. The Rock then gets back in the ring, breaking up the count. He distracts the referee as Foley hops off the apron. He bounces Sydal head off of the announcers table, before grabbing a camera cable, and wrapping around his neck as the Rock continues to grab the referee by his shirt, distracting him. He chokes Sydal, as Sabin tries to get in the ring but the referee stops him. Foley then throws Sydal right back into the middle of the ring. The Rock tries to go for a cover.
“1...2…”
Sydal somehow gets the shoulder up. The Rock gets frustrated and yells at the referee. He continues to kick at him, before picking him up by the hair. He chops at his chest, before throwing him with force into the turnbuckle. Matt Sydal then comes back with the impact to the middle of the ring and the Rock hits a back elbow on him. He drags the dazed Sydal up, and places his arm under his armpit and hits a hard DDT. He then flips him over and hooks the leg for the cover again.
“1...2…”
Sydal gets the leg up at the count of two! Matt then rolls to his side, as The Rock picks him up by the hair. He slaps him a couple of times, before throwing him off of the ropes. The Rock attempts a clothesline, but Sydal ducks it. He then goes on the rebound from the ropes and hits a flying forearm on The Rock. Matt and Rock are now both down... but with the pick of energy that Sydal had left, he somehow popped up to his feet and flew forward, tagging in the pumped up Sabin! Sabin came in the ring, full of energy. The Rock was up, and he came running forward to get taken down by a right hand. Foley came in the ring, and he got take out by a right hand. The Rock got up again, but got taken down by a scoop slam. Mick got up, and got flipped around where Sabin nailed him with the German Suplex! He taunted the crowd as they gave him a loud reaction, leaning more towards cheers. The Rock then got up, and Sabin went behind him, to nail him with a German Suplex! Mick Foley, who was still in the ring, was staggering to his feet. Sabin went up to the top rope, and waited there as Foley turned around. When he did, Chris Sabin launched off the top rope, and hit a flying missile dropkick on Foley! Foley went flying out of the ring after the hit. Rock, also dazed, got to his feet as he got caught right into an exploder suplex by Sabin! The crowd threw out loud cheers as The Rock was staggering to his feet, He turns…Sabin lifts him up and puts Rocky on his shoulders….Cradle Shock! Sabin makes the pin.
“1…2…3”
Sabin jumps to his feet, as his music blares through the arena. Sydal quickly snatches up the belts, taking one for himself and tossing the other to Sabin. The two raise their belts high, as Rock and Foley stand on the outside, disappointed in their loss of the World Tag Team Championships after just winning them at Wrestlefest. As Sabin and Sydal slowly make their way backstage, we cut to the announcers table.
Styles: Well, as you saw it... We have NEW World Tag Team Champions!
Owens: That's right, Joey. And I cannot wait to see these two defending these belts. They're a fresh young team, and they've got one hell of a future ahead of them.
Styles: Well Austin, in just a few minutes, we'll be seeing the King of the Jungle Battle Royal. Twenty men will go at it in an over the top rope battle royal to be crowned King of the Jungle.
Owens: Joey, there is no telling when it comes to matches like these. It's anyone's game tonight, that's for sure.
Styles: Well, as Sabin and Sydal make it backstage, we're gonna catch a few words with them about their victory tonight...
We quickly cut backstage, where the New World Tag Team Champions, Chris Sabin and Matt Sydal stand before us...
Sabin: I told you Sydal, I told everyone. You see, these titles now have a regained level of prestige, a new regained level of meaning. The future of this business showed you why we are just that. Me and Sydal proved our doubters wrong, and we won the belts. Forget everything you knew before this. Youth of the Nation just shocked the world, just like I said they would. The tag belts are where they belong, and they aren’t going anywhere for a long, long time. Because we are, we are, the Youth of the Nation, and we are, the future, and we are, your new tag team champions!
Sabin and Sydal hold their titles up for everyone to see, before leaving the scene to celebrate...
We transition to the backstage area where Todd Grisham stands next to Mr. Money in the Bank, the “Gold Standard” Shelton Benjamin. The fans boo madly upon seeing the brash young superstar as Todd Grisham begins to speak.
Todd Grisham: Hello ladies and gentlemen, I’m here live backstage with the Gold Standard himself Shelton Benjamin! Now Shelton tonight you’re competing in a over the top battle royal to name the king of the jungle in SNME, your thoughts?
Shelton stares down at Grisham looking disgusted about the small man who stands befor him, then speaks into the mic.
Shelton Benjamin: Tonight is the night I add another accomplishment to my resume, tonight is the night I once again prove my dominance in that ring and become not only Mr. Money in the Bank, but the king of the jungle as well. I don’t care who any of these “mystery opponents” of mine are, they’re probably just a few washed up has-beens like CM Punk. You know why they kept their identities hidden? Well they knew that if I was able to train to compete against them, the slim chance they have of winning would turn to no chance at all!
Todd Grisham: Well Shelton, probably the odds on favorite to win the match is the Intercontinental Champion, Bryan Danielson. What is your strategy for-
Shelton Benjamin: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Who said Danielson is the favorite to win the match? The fans? The management? You? well quite frankly it doesn’t matter who says Danielson is the favorite in this match, because the Gold Standard is the odds on favorite in any match that he competes in! The only reason Bryan Danielson is still Intercontinental Champion is because I haven’t decided that I wanted the gold yet, but when I do, Danielson might as well hand that title over to me and save himself a world of hurt! Todd, I’m getting tired of talking to someone as low as you, I’m outta here.
Shelton walks off, looking cocky as ever as he prepares himself for the biggest Battle Royal of his career and the cameras fade to black.
Jeff Hardy, Bryan Baldwin, Kofi Kingston, Samoa Joe, Gregory Helms, AJ Styles, ???, Brandovirus, Robert Roode, Sandman, JBL, Jai Killa, ???, Mr. Perfect, Ted DiBiase Jr., ???, Finlay, Bryan Danielson, ???, Petey Williams
(Battle Royal!)
As the camera cuts to the ring, many of the competitors for the King of the Jungle Battle Royal have already entered the ring, such as: Petey Williams, Jai Killa, JBL, Sandman, Robert Roode, Finlay, Jeff Hardy, Bryan Baldwin, Kofi Kingston, Samoa Joe, Gregory Helms, AJ Styles, Mr. Perfect, and Ted DiBiase Jr.
"Superbeast" blares through the arena, as "The Superbeast" himself, Brandovirus makes his way through the mouth of the tiger. With the mask covering his grotesque face, Brando makes his way down to the ring and enters the ring. Everyone quickly backs away from him, getting as far away from him as possible.
The lights dim, as a red glow covers the tiger and the rest of the stage. "Forsaken" blares through the arena, as one of the mystery entrants makes his way through the mouth of the tiger. "The Fallen Angel" Christopher Daniels looks around at the crowd, taking in the atmosphere around him. He then makes his way down the ramp, where he pulls off his entrance coat and rolls into the ring.
Golden sparks blast through the air, as "Ain't No Stoppin' Me" blares through the arena. Quickly making his way through the tiger's mouth, "The Gold Standard" Shelton Benjamin dashes down the ramp. He quickly leaps onto the apron, and springs over the ropes and into the ring. With the ring becoming nearly full, the competitors become anxious, ready for the match to begin.
A bell tolls... Footsteps slowly echo through the arena... "Rollin" suddenly blasts through the speaks, as the sound of a revving engine blares through the arena. Speeding through the tiger's mouth on a motocycle, "The American Badass" The Undertaker drives around the ring. The fans go wild, cheering for Taker. Taker slowly comes to a hault, revving the engine. He then shuts off his bike and makes his way into the ring, intimidating many of the men in the ring.
The lights go out, as lasers shoot all over the arena. "Final Countdown" takes over the arena, as the Intercontinental Champion, "American Dragon" Bryan Danielson steps through the tiger's mouth. Looking at the wild crowd, Danielson slowly makes his way down the ramp. He slowly walks around the ring, taking in everything in his surroundings. He then removes his belt and climbs into the ring, ready to lay claim as King of the Jungle. But there is one left...
The unfamiliar sound of "God's Gonna Cut You Down" suddenly takes over the sold out Staples Center. Ninteen men suddenly turn their heads to the stage... Through the mouth of the tiger walks the man himself... The last mystery entrant... "Soulfire" Justin Tyger! Tyger stands tall, staring down the ninteen men he must throw over the ropes to become King of the Jungle. And rather than waste time, Tyger takes off down the ramp like a bat out of hell!
"Ding, ding, ding!!!"
As Tyger hits the ring, all hell breaks loose. Fists begin flying, and bodies are everywhere in the ring. As Brando nails guys left and right, an alliance of smaller guys seems to be made. Williams, Hardy, Styles, and Kingston quickly go to work on Brando. They each lay punch after punch on him, trying to wear the big man down. But with one massive swing, the four of them are sent flying backwards! Brando quickly snatches up Kingston, laying into him. He then wraps his hands around his throat lifting him into the air. As Kofi's legs begin to kick, Brando sends him flying out of the ring and crashing to the floor!
Finkel: Kofi Kingston has been eliminated!
In the corner, AJ Styles and Daniels trade lefts and rights. Styles nails Daniels in the mid-section with a kick. Styles backs away, clotheslining Daniels over the top rope and onto the apron. As Daniels stands up, Styles goes for a Pelé... No! Daniels ducks, snatching Styles over the ropes and to the floor. Daniels quickly climbs back in, avoiding elimination.
Finkel: AJ Styles has been eliminated!
With his singapore cane in hand, Sandman goes to town on JBL. JBL quickly throws his arm up, blocking a singapore cane shot. He slings Sandman into the ropes... Clothesline from Hell! JBL gets to his feet, but is sent over the top rope witha big boot to the face from Undertaker! As Taker looks on at the eliminated JBL, Sandman nails him across the back with his singapore cane. Taker takes the shot as if it were nothing. He quickly turns around, wrapping his hand around Sandman's throught. It one swift movement, Taker sends Sandman up and over the top rope, getting a second elimination.
Finkel: JBL and Sandman have been eliminated!
In the center of the ring, Robert Roode and Justin tyger exchange blows. Tyger quickly ducks up under Roode... He gets him up... Tyger runs forwards... Deathstar to the outside! As Tyger turns around, Finlay comes charging at him with the shillelagh in hand. Tyger quickly ducks under Finlay, sending Finlay to the floor with a huge back body drop!
Robert Roode and Finlay have been eliminated!
In the corner, Brando has his hands wrapped around Ted DiBiase Jr.'s throat. DiBiase begs and pleads, reaching into his trunks. He pulls out a roll of hundred dollar bills and offers them to Brando, who breaks his grip. Brando stares at the money for a moment, until a sadistic laugh bellows out. Brando swats the money from DiBiase's hands and lifts ihm up over his head. Using his brute strength, Brando sends DiBiase to the floor!
Finkel: Ted DiBiase Jr. has been eliminated!
As Helms is layed out by Bryan Danielson, Jeff Hardy climbs to the top. Bryan Baldwin quickly dashes across the ring, shoving Jeff off the top rope and into the front row! Baldwin points at Jeff, poking fun at him, only to be tossed right over the ropes and onto the apron by Bryan Danielson. Danielson turns his attention back to center ring and is drilled in the face with a superkick from Benjamin! Danielson flips over the ropes and onto the apron, where Baldwin stands.
Finkel: Jeff Hardy has been eliminated!
Baldwin and Danielson quickly begin to exchange blows, hoping to cause the other to lose balance and fall. But they are quickly interrupted by Christopher Daniels. As Daniels attacks them both, a truce is made only for a moment. Both Bryans team up, laying in on Daniels. They quickly lift him up, tossing him over the ropes and onto the floor!
Finkel: Christopher Daniels has been eliminated!
Danielson quickly climbs back into the ring, but Baldwin is cut off by Benjamin. Benjamin drills Baldwin with some stiff shots and goes for a kick. Baldwin catches Shelton's leg, spinning him around. Shelton spins around, leaping into the air. As he comes around, he drills Baldwin right in the face with a thunderous kick! Baldwin falls off the apron, eliminated.
Finkel: Bryan Baldwin has been eliminated!
On the ropes, Jai Killa lifts Mr. Perfect up. Kicking his legs, hoping to stay in, Perfect is quickly tossed from the ring.
Finkel: Mr. Perfect has been eliminated!
The ring now contains eight men. They all quickly pair off, continuing to fight. Jai Killa and Brando dish it out in the corner, as Benjamin and Helms go at it in another corner. Benjamin ducks under a shot from Helms... He wraps his arms around him... T-bone suplex over the top rope!
Finkel: Gregory Helms has been eliminated!
Samoa Joe and Justin Tyger go at it, but not for long. Joe charges into the corner, but is quickly sent flying over the ropes and onto the apron. Tyger ducks a clothesline from Joe, dropping down into a split. He then sweeps Joe's legs out from under him, knocking him to the floor.
Finkel: Samoa Joe has been eliminated!
As Taker drills Danielson in the corner with body shots, Shelton comes diving in with a Stinger Splash! Shelton slowly backs away, and dives in for another... No! Danielsin shoves Taker out of the way and slams Shelton right into the turnbuckles! Taker charges at Danielson with a big boot. Danielson ducks, hanging Taker up on the top rope. He runs to the corner. Danielson springs off, dropkicking Taker off the apron and to the floor!
Finkel: The Undertaker has been eliminated!
Rather than fighting eachother, Tyger, Benjamin, and Danielson turn their attention to Brando. All three rush into the corner, laying in on him. As Tyger and Danielson hold Brando in the corner, Benjamin comes diving in with a huge Stinger Splash! Not only is Brando crushed, but Jai Killa too. Shelton backs away, preparing for another one. He takes off running... Brando breaks free... Big booting Shelton in mid-air! Shelton collapses to the mat, taken down from the monstrous boot. Danielson and Tyger quickly charge at Brando... He ducks a double clothesline... Brando hits the ropes... He clotheslines them both! As Brando backs away to the ropes, he lets out a sadistic laugh. A worn down Jai Killa suddenly dashes from the corner. He drops a double elbow onto Tyger and Danielson. Jai rises to his feet, ready to eliminate someone. Shelton quickly leaps to his feet... Jai turns around... BAM! Superkick! Jai stumbles back, and both Danielson and Tyger grab his legs, lifting him over the ropes and to the floor!
Finkel: Jai Killa has been eliminated!
Brando motions the three of them on, daring them to come after him. And sure enough... They do! Danielson begins throwing punches, as Tyger and Benjamin take Brando to his knees with chop blocks! Tyger quickly hits the ropes... Bam! he big boots Brando right in the face, but it seems to do nothing. Brando motions them for more, and Danielson begins to throw deadly kicks - each one echoing through the arena. Motioning for more, Brando begins to laugh. Shelton, pissed and the monster of a man, suddenly knees Brando right in the face with full force. Brando slowly begins to fall, but he catches himself. He slowly wipes his mouth, tasting the blood. He suddenly rises to his feet, ready to kill. Brando charges at the three of them. They quickly duck under grabbing onto his legs and flipping him out of the ring!
Finkel: Brandovirus has been eliminated!
It is now down to three. Three of the greatest wrestlers to step into an SNME ring begin to stare eachother down. Millions of thoughts begin to rush through their minds. Who goes after who? Who should eliminate who? Should someone get the other's back? Within the blink of an eye, Danielson goes after Benjamin. Danielson pummels Benjamin, thrashing him with lefts and rights. Taking full advantage, Tyger hits the ropes... He leaps at Danielson, nailing him across the back with a dropkick. Tyger snatches Danielson up to his feet, and the two of them begin exchanging blows. Left! Right! Left! Right! Danielson begins to rock Tyger back, forcing him to the ropes. Shelton leaps up... Tyger ducks.... BAM! Superkick out of nowhere! Danielson stumbles mbackwards, and Tyger quickly dumps him out of the ring! Tyger turns around... BAM! Superkick!
Finkel: Bryan Danielson has been eliminated!
Tyger, blasted in the face with a superkick from Shelton, stumbles back into the corner. As Tyger pulls himself up, Shelton comes flying into the corner with a Stinger Splash! The crowd is on their feet, going wild for both men. Most of them cheer for Tyger, but it seems to do no good. Shelton backs away and quickly takes off running... Stinger Splash! Tyger is hopelessly crushed in the corner, and Shelton backs away once more... He darts across the ring, leaping into the air... Tyger ducks, and Shelton lands on the middle rope. Tyger gets him up in what looks to end it... He runs across the ring with Shelton above his head... Deathstar!!! NO! NO! NO! Shelton flips over, landing onto the apron. He hooks Tyger... T-bone suplex over the ropes!!! Tyger crashes to the floor, and Shelton has done it! "Ain't No Stoppin' Me" suddenly blares through the arena, as a worn out Shelton Benjamin stands tall in the center of the ring. He has done it. He has defeated twenty other men to become the King of the Jungle. As Shelton rolls out of the ring and heads ot the back, we cut over to Styles and Owens at ringside.
Styles: Can you believe it? CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!? Not only is Shelton Benjamin Mr. Money in the Bank... But he is now the King of the Jungle!
Owens: Joey, that kid is a phenomenal athlete. In my days here, I don't think I've seen such a young kid do things like Shelton.
Styles: Well Austin, Shelton is one hell of an athlete, no doubt about that. I don't know about the best I've seen, but is definately one of them.
Owens: Ya' know, Joey... I'm calling it right now... Before this year is over, Shelton is gonna be wearing the World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. I'm callin' it, baby! Shelton Benjamin, World Heavyweight Champion!
Styles: That is a possibility. But I think the World Championship is on other hands tonight. Because in our main event, Joey Leone defends it against Mr. Kennedy.
Owens: Kennedy has been looking to get that belt for sometime, Joey, and I think tonight may be his lucky night.
Styles: Well, before we get to anything else, let's head back to the lockeroom, where Shelton Benjamin is said to be showing off in front of the other guys...
The camera cuts backstage, as Shelton Benjamin stands in the lockeroom before many of the SNME Superstars. They all look exhausted, but they congratulate Benjamin. All but one...
Benjamin: Hey! What the hell is your problem? I go out there and beat twenty other men, inclunding you, and you can't congratulate me?
Bryan Danielson slings his towel into his locker and stands tall. He quickly gets in Benjamin's face, ready to fight.
Danielson: Benjamin, I don't give a damn if you won. It wasn't me, so it doesn't matter... And just like it doesn't matter to me... It doesn't matter to those people.
Benjamin: Is that right? Well I'll tell you something that IS gonna matter to you, Bryan. Me taking that Intercontinental Championship!
Danielson: You just try it!
Benjamin: Name the time and place...
Danielson picks up his title, placing it in Benjamin's face.
Danielson: In your dreams, Shelton...
Benjamin: You just keep thinking that...
Several guys step inbetween the two, making sure they don't fight.
We fade into a dark corner…. Panning around to a dimly lit area of the arena… A man is standing there….
???: That was so stupid… I WON.. It’s your fault…..
???: Yes!! It’s your fault!! It was your idea to do the Death Star!!
???: Don’t give me that bullsh-……
Another man walks up and taps the other on the back.. He jerks around…
???: What!?..... aahh… Sorry, what do you need?
???: Well, I’d like to get a promo from you if that’s ok…
???: Go cut your own fu-……. Ah… Sure, yeah.. Where’s the area at..
???: Over here….
They walk out of the darkness, to reveal Jeremy Borash and Justin Tyger.. They walk over to an interview area ..
Jeremy: Hello everyone, JB here with the returning “Sou-….
Tyger: Returning?? This isn’t a return… This is a One Night Stand!! One night only.. Slip out the back door and leave a fake phone number with cab fare.. All this was, was a little thing to get a cheap pop AND GET THE FANS TO THINK THEY WERE GONNA SEE ME COME BACK… THINKING THEY WERE GOING TO SEE THE GOD OF WRESTLING COME BACK.. The former world champion COME BACK IN FRONT OF THEIR EYES…… And that’s not what their gonna get.. I went home, I smelled the roses, and I liked it better than this… I don’t give a damn… I liked it better… Wha… Shut up you bitch, I didn’t ask for you god damned opinion!!.....
Borash looks at Tyger confused and backs up…
Borash: Wha…. Who are you talking to….??
Tyger turns his back to the camera and slams his fists against the wall..
Tyger: DUDE SHUT UP… THIS IS MY LIFE NOT…. I don’t GIVE A DAMN… THIS IS WHAT I WANNA FU-…..
Tyger slams his fists against the wall, and walks up to Borash and grabs him..
Tyger: GOING BACK HOME MY ASS… WASHED UP HAS BEEN MY ASS… I HAVE JUST STARTED JACK!!!!!!
Tyger pushes Borash back and storms off, as Borash stands by confused..