Post by Stephanie McMahon on Aug 11, 2015 1:02:58 GMT -5
Event Date: Monday, August 10th, 2015
Live from: Tokyo, Japan!
The crowd pops as Ambrose walks out to Monday Night Raw.
Instead of sliding into the ring Ambrose hops onto the announcers tables and gestures for the crowd to get louder. As the crowd continues to erupt Ambrose is handed a microphone.
Dean Ambrose:
I told everyone! I told everyone what would happen when the cell trapped Orton and I. I mangled him. Beat him. Utterly destroyed this years "King of the Ring" like I said I would. I could spend time telling how good it felt to mutilate Orton in the cell but honestly he's not worth my words. Instead lets look towards what happened at Lethal Lockdown. Every person in that match...I had a special interest in them. I told Sting to not end up like me when I fell to Wyatt last year. "Don't fall to the mind games with Bram." I told him to seek me out at Summerslam. Bram. He in my eyes is a Wyatt Jr. If he won I would snuff out his career before he could do any real damage. Cactus Jack. I KNOW crazy when I see it. And that man is off his hinges. A match between us would be legendary.
The crowd seems to like the idea of the two psychopaths beating the shit out of each other
Dean Ambrose:
Bam Bam is a rival that i've had the pleasure of beating three times. But I love the pain and punishment we put each other through and I welcome any match with him. Seth Rollins is still my brother despite the Shield break down so finally having a match between him and I would be great. And of course...Bray Wyatt.
Some of the crowd begin to boo while others cheer
Dean Ambrose:
Yeah. I wanted him to win the most. Finally this thing between us of eight months would finally come to an end. But you failed didn't you Wyatt. For all your tough talk YOU lost and Sting and Bigelow won. No fight between us i guess. But the thought of you escaping an ass kicking via my boot was too much to resist. So I basically BEGGED Shane for this match tonight. And just like Orton you shall be locked inside a cage with Lucifer himself! The only difference is there is a way to escape. And after five minutes in there with me escape will be the only thing on your mind once I've dragged you to my home in hell! Tonight we ar-!
The lights go out in the arena as the crowd pops, the fireflys popping up all around the arena. The sound of someone whistling can be heard all over the arena, a spotlight falling on Dean. The titantron lights up, revealing Bray, back turned to Dean. He slowly turns around, the whistling dying.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
Lucifer, is it?
{{Bray Wyatt}}
It's funny, Dean. When I look at you, I don't see the angel that fell from the heavens. All I see, is an outcast, that never had a chance. But you proved everyone wrong, Dean. Look at you! You sit upon a throne. MY, throne. The king of SOOL. Only because I walked away. The trip into the hell that happened last Sunday, is not something I am fond of. But, I failed. I can admit that. Can you, Dean? How about the way you failed, when it came to holding your brotherhood together? They fought like dogs while you sat back, grasping onto my throne. Speaking of failures, Dean, what happened between you and Edge? You failed, just as I did. The only difference is, that I will climb back to the top. Once you fall from the top, you won't climb back up it. The moment I get my redemption, and take back what is mine, you will not climb back up the mountain.
Dean Ambrose:
My brotherhood? My failure to Edge? My failure?! Wyatt your family turned on you the first chance you got. Luke Harper turned on you like we always knew he would and now, he serves a new master in Paul Heyman. As for losing to Edge yeah I can admit I lost. But I took MY title back in the same night. When you lost you disappeared for two months before I got tired of your shit and bent a chair around your fat body. I've done more with this title than you could ever have. I think the only reason you're back is to try and stop yourself from falling into irrelevancy. As my star rises yours falls done. When I step on the mic, when I fight until my fist bleed and my opponents bleed more, I steal your oh so precious followers. They turn away from "God" and feed on the chaos and destruction that follows me. I am something you could never be Wyatt. I am the man. And tonight, i'll prove it in front of everyone.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
I, know something different though, Dean. I know who you really are. The sheep that follow you to the slaughter, know nothing. They see you for a crazed man, hell bent on beating people within inches of death. While you, are nothing like that. They see what you want them to see. They see power, which you claim to have, when in actuality you leach onto mine, living in MY shadow, begging for the chance to prove to everyone around here that you are better than the man who resurrected this place when it needed me the most. Luke, was weak at heart. I tried to fix him. For some time, I did. With devotion and loyalty, he followed me to the ends of the earth until I took my rightful place on top of the mountain. Then when greed set in, he came for me. Greed is a funny thing, Dean. It's sucking you in right now. Your greed, led you to taking your title back, not your skill. Your desire, to try and become the best, is what made losing to Edge so hard.
{{Bray Wyatt}}
You live in my shadow Dean, and it eats away at you every single day of your life. That's why this match means so much to you. But to me, it's just another moment. A moment, where no matter the outcome, I will know that my foe doesn't hold a candle to me. That you, are just a boy, attempting to be a man. A mere child, crying out for attention. You're trying to become what I was.... A God. But instead, you are building a legacy off of nothing, while I built a legacy off of redeeming this fallen kingdom. I became the True King of SOOL when it needed me while you are just trying to cling onto what I created. You're weak Dean, and you fear being so.
Dean Ambrose:
Lets not mix words Wyatt. You're speaking of yourself more than you're talking about me. I've surpasssed you in ways you never thought I would. You look for a deeper meaning inside me but there isn't one. I like violence. I LOVE mayhem. This is me! My life hasn't been anything glamorous but this right here? When I step into the ring I'm the fucking best. Wyatt your run at the top was sub par at best and the best thing that ever happened to you was me spitting your name out of my mouth. It's not me chasing you with the briefcase anymore looking for something to prove. It's not me trying to prove that I'm the best here in SOOL. I've proven to be the best since March. Obscurity is your one true fear and now that you have lost Lethal Lockdown it's coming for you. You're only as powerful as we all choose to make you. The moment we stop saying your name, you become a nothing. But I don't want you to be a nothing yet.
Dean cracks his neck
Dean Ambrose:
Because you're something special to my little black heart. You represent an opposite and a similarity of my past. A twisted version that stares back at me. Someone who enjoys feeding on chaos and misery and pain much like I do. Sadly you represent weakness. Weakness of me from last year. You're the last obstacle to overcome for me of my passing. Drinking, drug, illegal fighting, stealing. I've overcome every demon. You're the last one WYATT! And when we get locked in that cage I'll erase you from existence. But tell you what? I'm itching for a fight right now. So why don't you and my little niece use your smoke and mirrors and appear in the ring. Tell little Abigail to stand in a corner patiently. Tell her everything is going to be okay. Lie to her while I beat the ever loving shit out of you Wyatt! Come at me!
Dean tosses the microphone and rolls into the ring while staring up at the titantron
{{Bray Wyatt}}
Dean, Dean, Dean. You beg for something you can not handle. You beg, for the chance to clash with an immortal. Do you remember, who I am? Obscurity, will not be my downfall. For in ten years, men will speak of the God that I have become, and of the young Lucifer, who never rose to what I once was. You want to battle with me? I AM THE EATER OF WORLDS, DEAN. You want to clash with a God? Be careful what you wish for.....
"I'm here."
The titanron turns out and everything is dark except the lights emitting from the fans cell phones. For a while there is nothing until suddenly the lights come back to life. Ambrose turns around to see Wyatt behind with with Abigail outside the ring. Both men stare at each other with twisted smiles. And just like that Wyatt and Dean begin to brawl. Punches fly left and right as Ambrose and Bray pummel each other. But Wyatt's wins in the strength department so eventually he grabs Ambrose by the throat and throws him to the corner. Bray begins to beat Ambrose down with forearms before Dean knees him in the stomach and throws Bray in the same corner.
Wyatt attempts to cover up as Dean assaults him with slaps and punches from every which way.
Bray musters up the strength he can he shoves Ambrose off. Ambrose charges back and is hit with a punch that sends him reeling. Ambrose back pedals towards the ropes. Just as it looks like he's gonna fall through the middle ropes he grabs the ropes and comes charging back at Wyatt. However.
Ambrose holds his head in pain and Wyatt falls down and begins to laugh. He crawls to Dean and grabs him by the hair and begins to scream at him "This is what you want Dean!" Wyatt drags Ambrose to his feet and brings him to the center of the ring. He sets up Dean for the Sister Abigail and sends a menacing smiling at Abigail who nods her head. However Dean suddenly springs back to life and grabs Wyatt be his hair. Dean pulls Bray into a headbutt that instantly draws blood from Wyatt's nose. Wyatt rolls around in agony as Dean gets to his feet and wipes some of Wyatt's blood from his forehead. Instead of continuing the attack on Wyatt Dean slowly approaches the opposite corner...
Dean begins to mock Wyatt! Wyatt eventually gets to his feet only to be kicked in the stomach and set up for the Dirty Deeds "This one is for you Abigail!" Dean shouts but Wyatt slips from his grasp and slides out the ring. Wyatt leans against the announcers table and holds his nose as Abigail tries to attend to him. Ambrose suddenly runs towards the ropes, intending on suicide diving on Bray. However Abigail saw him from the corner of her eye and stands protectively in front of Bray. Ambrose in stops short as he sees her in the way. Dean and Abigail just stares at her as she glares back at Ambrose with hell fire in her eyes.
Bray finally comes to and begins to motion like he's getting back into the ring but security finally arrives and holds Wyatt back. They drag him up the ramp as Dean slides out the ring, intent on continuing the fight. However they hold him back too. Bray is dragged to the back and Ambrose shrugs off the security. They still escort him to the back.
Singles Match
Finn Balor vs AJ Styles
*The music hits, the crowds knows whats going on and they are expecting The Icon STING!!*
*He finally appears, seeming excited and full of energy, he makes his way down to the ring. He gets into the ring in call for a microphone*
Ladies and gentlemen, little boys and little girls. Last night I completed phase two of my road to gold. Phase one was qualifying for Lethal Lockdown and phase two was winning Lethal Lockdown, and phase three will be me winning at SummerSlam and being crowned your NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! Now if you missed what happened last night it, you can go relive it all at Soolwrestling.com, There you can see all the highlights of Lethal Lockdown. Now I won, but I did not do it alone. I would like to thank my teammates Cactus Jack and BamBam Bigelow. Now Cactus Jack could not be in the ring to celebrate with us but I thank you for all the fight you put in, and I want to thank BamBam for saving my ass. It could of been him and Dean for title. But he broke the pin began to beat on Rollins as I got back to my feet after I came to, It was me and Bam vs Rollins. Bam distracted him long enough so I could sneak around and drop him with a Scorpian Death Drop and pin him for the 3 count. And tonight me and Bam team up one more time to face off against the Tag Team Champions, Daniel Bryan and Sami Zayn. Now hopefully this will be the last time I have to team up with an upcoming opponent because I need to focus on my skills and sharpen them for this war I have coming up at SummerSlam. But I guess this is a good time for me to observe how Bam works even though I seen most of it last night.
Now Dean listen up this is just for YOU! YOU wanted me to win so I did. Now I just hope you are prepared for everything that you have coming for you. I will fight with all my might to make sure you do NOT walk out of SummerSlam with that title in your hand. And if that means risking my body and breaking every bone then so be it! But I will be damned if you walk out victorious!
*Sting drops the mic and stares at the crowd for a while, before heading backstage to prepare for his match*
Singles Match
The Miz vs Scott Steiner
As soon as the bell rings, the two grapple and Steiner sends Miz flying across the the ring like a ragdoll with a belly-to-belly suplex. Miz manages
to slip under the bottom rope and outside the ring. Steiner taunts obnoxiously while Miz silently slides back into the ring. Miz goes for the legs
of Steiner with a tackle. Miz continues the attack on the left leg. Miz thinks he has Steiner beat as he taunts towards the crowd. Steiner then
gets up to a knee and hits Miz with a low blow. What a dirty move by Steiner! Steiner then picks Miz back up to his feet. Steiner launches Miz into the turnbuckle.
Miz staggers into an overhead belly-to-belly suplex by Steiner and the ring rumbles! Steiner puts Miz in the sleeper hold. Miz looks completely out of it.
The ref raises Miz's arm to see if he is knocked out. His arm drops 2 times but on the 3rd time, Miz manages to hit Steiner with an elbow and break the hold.
With both Steiner and Miz on their feet, Miz goes for the clotheline. Steiner reverses the clothesline and turns it into the Steiner Flatliner!
Steiner goes for the pin!
1. . .
2. . .
3. . .
Steiner defeats Miz by pinfall
*Steiner looks over to ring side*
Scott Steiner
"Gimme a fuckin mic"
*Person at ring side hands Steiner a microphone*
"Now that i opened a can of whoop ass on this vanilla bitch."
*Points at Miz who is still layed out on the mat*
"Hopefully you slanty eye candy asses can appreciate the talent that i just gave a glimpse of."
"In fact I have more talent than that piece of trash jabroni Rusev."
"And that piece of trash jabroni uses "The Accolade" which is really my move the "Steiner Recliner".
"And you haven't perfected nor deserve to use it Rusev, and you sure as shit don't deserve that Championship around your waist."
"Now excuse me while I go take all your fine Japanese women and turn them into my freaks."
"Once they get a taste of the Big Bad Booty Daddy, they ain't ever coming back to you guys, because no one can measure up to the Genetic Freak."
"Oh and by the way Rusev, I'm coming for you and the U.S. Championship."
*Steiner drops the mic, exits the ring, and walks up the ramp and into the back*
JBL makes his way down to the ring, but without a smile on his face. He makes it to the ring before climbing in and demanding a mic be brought to him.
JBL: 49... 49 days i held the hardcore championship. 49 days i was considered the most hardcore man in this company. 49 days by simply having my name on that gold made it actually worth a Damn.
JBL: 21... 21 days ago i beat Goldberg. A man who just recently had arrived here, and yet quite an impressive "streak". I, JBL. A Wrestling God. The Hardcore champion pinned Bill Goldberg 1...2...3... right here at my feet. How was i awarded with my victory...Not only the news that i was to defend My Hardcore Championship against 5 other men, one of whom i had just beat, but immediately following this news i was hit with a spear.
JBL: 7... 7 days ago i went in to the most dangerous, demonic, bone breaking structure ever assembled. The Elimination Chamber. i walked in champion. I walked in with the gold around my waist. I single handedly took out Mr. Awesome himself. A boy who was only there to fill an empty spot in My match because no one else had the balls to do so.
JBL: 4... 4 men. the 4 men left in that match. the final 4. JBL, Antonio Cesaro, Golddust, and Roman Reigns... The "man" who is now your hardcore champion. The "man" who couldnt finish the job so he waited for someone else to do it for him. while cesaro and i took each other through hell the "man" you now call "champion" sat their and did nothing proving to all of you what he truly is... A coward.
JBL: And 0...0...Ha... The amount of men in My match that actually deserved to be there. Not a Damn one. I am the only one in this company that deserves to have that or any other title for that matter, around their waist. I Am A Wrestling God, and i will be Damned if i don't take Roman Reigns through hell to get My Championship back...
Roman Reigns appears in the crowd to a chorus of boos. Roman however smirks and holds up his Hardcore championship of every face of the fans he passes on his way down.
Roman climbs the turnbuckle and taunts, completely ignoring and disrespecting JBL. Roman motions for a microphone and is given one as he step down from the turnbuckle and climbs into the ring. He circles JBL several times, like a lion stalking its prey before suddenly...He begins to laugh.
Roman Reigns:
Sorry John, I know this is supposed to be a serious thing between us...but every time I look at you I can't help but think of how Cesaro tossed you like a pizza TWICE in the chamber. See, unlike you, I have actually beaten Cesaro. TWICE. He's never pinned me like the world watched him pin you at Lockdown. You like to talk about numbers but it seems TWO seems to be the leading number here. But I can think of some other numbers to describe you. You held the title for forty nine days. How many days was that title relevant? Zero I think. How many times did you defend that title? I think that's another zero. Lets talk about your worth in this company...ZERO AGAIN! I'm good at this game.
Roman Reigns:
JBL you won that title by ducking a triple threat match and fight and getting your one on one. Which only proved to me that you can't survive in environments that hold more than one person. Meanwhile I entered my FIRST chamber and won the title. Did I eliminate the most people? Nah. I eliminated the guy that mattered. Goldust. And walked out with your title. Ya know being here over a year now has proved one thing to me. It proved to me that it's not how big you are. How bad you are. It's how smart you are. And at Lockdown I was the smartest man in that match. Now lets play a game. It's called "How Smart Is JBL?". JBL has two choices. JBL can take his defeat like a man and get OUT OF MY RING. Or JBL can let his pride get him broken in half by a spear RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW ON MONDAY NIGHT RAW!
Reigns drops his Hardcore championship and stares down JBL who stares back, seething, as he rolls up his sleeves. A fight looks like it's gonna break out before suddenly...
JBL finishes rolling up his sleeves but instead of dropping his mic he raises it back to his mouth.
JBL: You see Roman unlike me, you speak of many irrelevancies. Let me break that long, multi-syllable word down for you. It means things that don't matter. You see Roman no one cares that the Cesaro was able to pick me up a few inches off the ground. You talk about how I won the title. Simple, 1..2..3, and actually using this.
JBL points his finger at his head, talking about his brain.
And quite frankly i don't give a damn what you or any other good for nothing fools have to say about it. Then i believe you said you eliminated the only guy that mattered... Goldust? excuse me but what the hell has he done in this business besides getting lucky and pulling a fluke to somehow beat me 2 weeks ago. And lastly, you question my intelligence. HA. My intelligence. you gave me 2 choices. Take my fluke "defeat" like a man and get out of "your" ring or get broken in half with a spear. Well Roman there's a small flaw in that statement...
JBL steps forward right in Romans face.
JBL: I am a Wrestling God. I claim any and all wrestling rings as my Mount Olympus, so to correct your flaw, get the hell out of MY Mount Olympus...
Goldust appears under the titantron with microphone in hand.
Goldust:
If you are god of anything it is the god of flukes
The patron saint of mistake and excuse
Your delusions of grandeur and fantasies of Zeus
Sound as if your counting has left you confused
The Samoan speaks true, I was the one to beat
I had pinned the champion but missed the title by a week
But when Cesaro made you fly like a big pizza pie
I knew you were no longer a problem of mine
Goldust:
Cesaro pounced without precision and missed
Cue the Final Cut, with a three count on Swiss
As I rose to my feet in our tomb made of chains
Standing across from me was that bastard Roman Regins
I had been through a war, while you stood around lazy
My body aching in pain and you were fresh as a daisy
Like an arrow through the heart, I felt your spear
But as I gazed into the lights my objective became clear
You are my enemy and I will show you no quarter
No rest until the title is under new order
Be it technical skill or reduced to a brawl
It is by my hand Roman's empire will fall
*After the impact-full speech delivered by Goldust towards the other men. The familiar Siren is heard signaling Cesaro is about to make his way to the ring. The former World Heavyweight champion looks to be amused and has a smirk on his face as he steps into the ring after high fiving some fans
Cesaro- Is this really what this has become? A bunch of guys whining about why we lost in the chamber last night? JBL the reason you lost has been made pretty apparent. You got thrown around like a pizza. Goldust you took advantage of a opportunity i cannot fault you for that. But Reigns you are out of your mind if you thought you did most of the heavy lifting in that match. You picked up the scraps of my hard work. Anyone could have done that. But gentlemen. Im tired of talking. Lets settle this way it should be.
Roman Reigns:
Hold it there Cesaro and Goldust. Everybody seems so quick to talk about me picking up the scraps. I guess everyone forgot I came in the chamber first. I should be ashamed for only eliminating one person? Everyone in the match should be ashamed for not eliminating me at all. I went through hell and none of you had what it took to take me out. JBL, you act so proud. You only got rid of the Miz and immediately got your ass beat by Cesaro. And you got your ass beat by Goldust. If anyone around here has least reason to talk tough...it's definitely you. So step outta my face failure.
Roman Reigns:
And you Goldust. You have been here for months and the best thing you've ever done is start rhyming. And you just started that weeks ago. Money in the Bank. Number one contendership against Nakamura for the Intercontinental title. Now Elimination chamber. Big match after big match you watch it pass you by as you come close but...you just can't do it. Your position on this roster is not that of a main eventer. You're a freak who kids get excited to see until they lose their interest and the REAL superstars come out to entertain. And if you think you ever had a chance against me in a one on one situation, you're surely mistaken.
Roman Reigns:
And you Cesaro. I think I pity you the most. Once a great world champion! You, Wyatt, and Del Rio ruled over this place last year. You were everywhere! All hail the King of Swing Cesaro! Great times right? Now what are you? A former shell of yourself. Can't win a match. You used to be a lone wolf but you allied yourself with Paul Heyman and those other losers because you can't get the job done yourself. What happened? You become complacent? Is evolution passing you by now? Am I passing you by? You don't have to answer that. Because I know I am. You where a goal last year. I wanted to be a main event star like you. Now, someone comparing us is an insult. So in order... JBL you are a never was. Goldust is a never will be. And you Cesaro....are a never more.
JBL, Cesaro, and Goldust all look from one another wondering who will make the first move. Goldust and JBL make eye contact before JBL motions towards Reigns. Goldust nods before he and JBL run towards reigns. JBL and Goldust throw punch after punch, reigns occasionally getting a few hit of his own in. Cesaro watching to make a calculated move. reigns in knelt over now taking punch after punch before he explodes up causing Goldust and JBL to be push back before out of no-where Reigns decks Goldust right in the jaw with a superman punch. Reigns turns to see JBL already rolling out of the ring. Reigns looks at JBL and a moving JBL. Reigns decides to high fly over the top ropes onto JBL. Reigns runs, bounces off the ropes and... Is picked up and thrown into the air like a pizza and hit with a Swiss Death by Cesaro!
JBL stops just in time to see this take place. Cesaro is stunned staring down at Reigns before looking over and locking eyes with JBL. Cesaro runs and slides out of the ring to chase JBL around the ring before JBL rolls back into the ring. Cesaro slides in soon after but JBL starts kicking him to keep him on the ground. eventually JBL stops and Cesaro is motionless. JBL smiles and raises his arm in the air right before losing his smile due to being locked in a reverse neck lock by Goldust. Goldust rubs 1 hand up his chest, bites at JBL, picks him up, and plants him on the ground with a curtain call!
Goldust sees a stirring Cesaro trying to stand so he kneels and allows Cesaro to re-collect himself. Cesaro stands to see JBL layed out and is shocked noticing that this was by the hands of Goldust. Cesaro and Goldust lock eyes and begin to circle the ring before locking up. they go back and forth for a power strugle before Cesaro pushes Goldust down to the ground, but stepping back signaling for Goldust to come at him. Goldust get back to his feet and slaps Cesaro. Cesaro becomes angry and punches begin to fly. back and forth from Cesaro to Goldust, Cesaro, Goldust, Cesaro, Goldust, Cesaro, Goldust, Cesaro irish whips goldust to the ropes but when Goldust returns he kicks Cesaro in the gut, drops to the grounds and slaps Cesaro yet again. Goldust stands and Irish Whips Cesaro into the corner. Goldust rubs both his hands up his chest and bites at Cesaro before running at Cesaro and...Getting broken in half with a Clothesline From Hell delivered by JBL!
JBL bends over yelling in goldusts face and pointing at his own, "I am a wrestling God, How dare you". Not noticing that Cesaro is now regained conciseness. JBL turns around just in time to see the running Cesaro...Get trucked by a Spear from Roman Reigns!
JBL is backed into one corner and Roman in the other, and just as it looks like they are going to go at it.....
Stephanie walks out amidst the chaos of the fighting.
Stephanie McMahon:
Boys! Calm yourselves. Your ego's are obviously out of whack tonight. What transpired at Lockdown was simple. Roman won the chamber just like I KNEW he would. JBL you have no rematch clause. Goldust and Cesaro you were never even champ so really the chamber was your only chance. Nobody is owed a rematch!
Roman grins at his rivals in the ring.
Stephanie McMahon:
But Roman and I are going to give it to you anyway. At Summerslam it will be Goldust vs JBL vs Cesaro vs the Hardcore Champion Roman Reigns! Good luck men. You're gonna need it.
Roman's face falls at Steph's words. JBL, Goldust, and Cesaro all grin and turn towards Roman. Roman quickly grabs his Hardcore title and slides out the ring. He jogs up towards Steph with an angry expression. Steph's music plays but you can hear Roman screaming "What the hell are you doing?" Steph just walks to the back with Roman in tow.
Singles Match
Adrian Neville vs Triple H
Singles Match
*The Miz is standing in the middle of the ring with the Miz TV set around him. Cheers come from the crowd as they get ready for another exciting episode of Miz tv!*
The Miz: Welcome to Miz TV! The most must see talk show in SOOL history! With former guest like Mick Foley *Crowd cheers*, the current world champion Dean Ambrose and Shane McMahon *Crowd boos* I'm confident that he regrets not eating that biscuit now as I've proven that everything I do is awesome! Just like last week at Lockdown when I had a awesome performance in my first title match and tonight guest was inside that chamber with me and his name is Goldberg!!
*The barbaric theme song hits and the crowd erupts into cheers, chanting "Goldberg Goldberg Goldberg", as he makes his way to the ring*
Goldberg: Alright Miz lets make this quick, I don't got all day.
The Miz: Don't worry Goldberg I know you have a really short attention span and I know what happens when you get bored. So lets get started.
The Miz: Goldberg last week back at Lockdown we were both in the elimination chamber for the hardcore title. Sadly both of us were unsuccessful at capturing the title it. So I was wondering what do you think went wrong in the match for you? And what would you do differently if you go back in time? I know I would of gave all of my attention to emulating JBL
Goldberg: Well first off, I went in hot headed, trying to take on anyone and destroy everything, when I should have laid back and let everyone beat the hell out of each other, but since I can not go back in time and change everything I'll have to go to the back of the line and destroy everything again, even if that mean tearing your ass to pieces Miz..
The Miz: haha Goldberg you have a strange sense of humour *Miz and GoldBerg stare at each other for a solid 10 seconds* Oh... your not joking are you. *Miz starts to back up * you know what if that's what you want then come and get it!
*The Miz drops his mic and gets ready for a fight. Goldberg cracks a grin and has no problem in getting into a brawl with The Miz. Just as it seems like all Hell is about to break loose on MizTV the moment is interrupted by the following...*
*Jericho walks out with a microphone in hand as Goldberg and Miz step away from each other as Jericho enters the ring. Jericho then begins to address The Miz.*
Chris Jericho: Hold on fellas, just a damn minute. What the Hell is this? Goldberg is supposed to be my guest on the Highlight Reel. How dare you swoop in and steal my guest on this Highlight Reel wannabe knockoff show. Let's remodel this and make a correction.
*Then a quick crew of men come running down with various props to change The MizTv set to that of the Highlight Reel.*
Chris Jericho: Now this ladies and gentlemen is a real talk show for great legendary hosts, not imitators. Hell, I was watching this "show" in the back and man was I bored. The lackluster questions followed by the absence of professionalism from that of a desperate host. You're ready to fight your guest because you couldn't handle the heat of a few fiery answers. It's not like Goldberg was lying when he whooped your ass inside the Elimination Chamber.
Chris Jericho: Oh what's that, Miz? You don't like what I have to say either? You want to fight me too? You're not on my level Miz. I'm the A+ player while your a B- at best. I'm the best talk show host wrestling has ever seen, even better than that "never was" so called "originator" that you have on your shirt. ... Oh what, does that strike a nerve? Piper was better than you and he was so predictably awful that he had to change questions in order to keep things interesting where as you simply can't cut it. Hell, steroid freak baldy here is more entertaining and talented than you are.
*This Miz is irate as Goldberg doesn't like what he's hearing either. The Miz shoves Jericho, causing Jericho to bump into Goldberg. Goldberg shoves Jericho off of him and Jericho isn't too thrilled about being shoved around. Jericho approaches Goldberg and slaps him in the face. Goldberg isn't too happy as he charges at Jericho looking to spear him in half. Just then Jericho sidesteps the Goldberg and Goldberg then crashes into Miz with the spear! Miz goes down instantly grabbing his rib cage and gasping for air. Goldberg isn't bothered that he speared Miz as he doesn't like him much at all but he really wanted to spear Jericho. Jericho has exited the ring and is grinning from ear to ear as he caused utter chaos on Miztv and made another memorable moment on the Highlight Reel.*
Singles Match
SOOL, its time to play the game!Ever since coming to SOOL I have been the most dominating superstar to debut to date. I have beaten those bigger than me, like Goldberg, veterans like Goldust, and now I beat "the best" in Neville. As if anyone needs more proof that I am the real King of Kings, tonight in going to do what I've been doing and Pedigree Neville in the middle of the ring and win again. Unlike Randy Orton, the so called King that couldn't get the job done and lost to Ambrose, I am a real King and can win. I can beat Ambrose unlike him because I am the The Game and the King of Kings. It's time for you to bow down to me, the real King of Sool!
Singles Match
Kevin Owens vs Dolph Ziggler
Sool Raw returns from a commercial break. The camera pans the arena showcasing the thousands of excited Japanese fans in attendance for this rare televised SOOL program outside of the United States. The camera then cuts to the backstage area where we see Dolph Ziggler exiting his dressing room. Dolph grabs a water bottle from one of the tables next to his dressing room and proceeds to pour the water over his head in preparation for his upcoming match.
Dolph then begins to make the journey down the hallway and towards the entrance area. All of a sudden somebody blindsides Dolph and takes him down. The camera zooms out to try to focus in on the assailant and it's none other then SOOL's newest signing KEVIN OWENS!!!
Owens ruthlessly assaults Dolph with a flurry of kicks (literally kicking Dolph while he's down), Owens then drops down to one knee to begin to unload some vicious right hands onto Dolph's face. Dolph covers his face with both hands in an effort to defend himself but it's utterly useless as it doesn't even slow Owens down. Owens halts the assault momentarily to turn around and grab a steel chair, when Owens turns around to lay into Dolph with the chair, he's met by a ferocious flurry of punches from a wounded Dolph Ziggler. The punches catch Owens off guard and they almost cause him to lose his grip on the steel chair. Owens manages to keep his grip on the chair and nails Dolph in the gut with the edge of it, effectively putting an end to his surprise bit of offense. Owens then swings back with all he's got and cracks the steel chair across Ziggler's back.
Owens continues to drive the chair into Dolph's back until 6 members of SOOL Security arrives to pull Owens off of Ziggler. All this manages to do however, is send Owens into an absolute fit of rage. Owens begins to take out these security guards one by one, lefts, rights, kicks, you name it he took them out with it. Owens even went as far as to super kick one of the larger guards into oblivion.
The one thing the guards did do is allow Ziggler enough time to crawl down the hallway and towards the entrance area. Owens sprints down the hallway looking for Ziggler, he notices him stumbling through the curtain at the entrance to the stage and immediately proceeds to give chase. Owens bursts through the curtain only to be met with a Super Kick from Ziggler. Owens is sent stumbling back, Dolph attempts to capitalize on Owens being dazed and attempts another Super Kick on Owens, this one however is countered as Owens catches Ziggler's leg in mid thrust. Owens kicks Ziggler in the gut, places him between his legs, and lays him out with the Powerbomb on the stage!!!
Medical staff begin to rush out onto the stage to aid Ziggler but Owens puts a stop to that, it appears as though he's not done with Dolph yet. Owens drags Ziggler to the edge of the stage with a real sadistic and smug look on his face. Owens places a near motionless Ziggler between his legs, hoists him up, and drops him off the stage with the Powerbomb through 2 TABLES!!!
Owens stands atop the stage looking down on a motionless Dolph Ziggler while the medical team rushes in to attend to Ziggler's injuries. After a few moments of admiring his work, Owens turns around and heads backstage as SOOL Raw heads to a commercial break......
*The camera switches to Teddy Long's office. Where he welcomes the SOOL Universe*
.:Teddy Long:.
Good Evening SOOL Universe! it's your favorite playa Teddy Long. I hope you all are enjoying the show and we have plenty more action heading your way, but first I wanted to announce the team that will go on to face the team of Daniel Bryan and Sami Zayn at SummerSlam. Adrian Neville's undying determination is what keeps him rolling, and Finn Balor is now starting to show great improvement with his win over A.J. Styles tonight. Neville was the last person who even had a shot at putting a stop to Daniel Bryan and Sami Zayn taking the titles, but the numbers game finally caught up. I would like to see what can happen when we put these two teams in the ring at the same time in a match against each other other only.
*Teddy stands up with a smile on his face*
.:Teddy Long:.
So playas we are gonna do this, and we are gonna do this right. At SummerSlam, Daniel Bryan and Sami Zayn are gonna verus The Royal Blood for the Tag Team titles! Holla! Holla!
Non-Title
Tag Team Champions, Sami & Daniel Bryan vs Sole Survivors, Sting & Bam Bam
*Sami Zayn and Daniel Bryan wait in the ring as they prepare to face their opponents*
*Sting hits the ramp and just before rolling in the ring he stops and waits for his partner Bam to come out by his side.*
*BamBam music hits, but after a few moments of waiting Bam still has not showed, so they cut the music, Sting walks over to the ring announcer to figure out what is going on, they decide to give it another shot, so they play his theme once more, but still Bam is a no show. So Sting is forced to go in and take on the Tag Team Champions by his self.*
Sting
Listen up Bam! *Sting paces back and forth as Sami and Daniel retreat backstage* That was something I did not expect from you. But now you see what I am capable of if I can take out the Tag Team Champions by myself, then just imagine what I can do at SummerSlam! I can not wait till I get my hands on you, you dirty snowball fat shit! I am going to snap your spine!! IT IS SHOW TIME!!!!!
*Leo Kruger walks out, and appears to be in very foul mood as he crouches down looking out into the SOOL Universe as they chant*
.:Fans:.
YOU LOST! YOU LOST! YOU LOST!
*Kruger grits his teeth, his nostrils flare as he slowly closes his eyes when he stands up. Kruger begins walking down the ramp breathing heavily and shaking in anger. Fans are waving sign that read "YOU LOST" and "YOUR NOT A RECORD HOLDER" Kruger begins to make grunting noises pacing back and forth mid way on the ramp putting his hands on his ears trying to drown out the crowd. The chants begin to grow louder and louder. Kruger lets out an angry roar. He grabs the closest sign from a fan and rips it in half. Kruger grabs the railing in front of the fan, and leans over in a swift motion screams in the face of the fan*
.:Leo Kruger:.
YOU ARE NOTHING! I WILL TEAR YOU TO SHREDS AND MOUNT YOU ON MY WALL!!!
*Kruger takes in a deep breath closing his eyes with a very angry face. Kruger head slowly moves towards the ring keeping the angry face. He begins walking again feeling accomplished that he has terrorized a fan a slit smirk of evil has emerged upon the face of the fearless hunter as he rolls into the ring. The ref rushes over to Kruger with a mic, and Kruger points at the ground telling the ref to kneel to hand the mic over. Ref kneels and bestows the mic to Kruger. He picks up the mic, and puts the mic up to his lips.*
.:Leo Kruger:.
You can leave now or do you want to end up like Raeshawn, and Michael?
*The crowd boos as the ref quickly gets out of the ring. A huge evil grin forms on the face Kruger. He raises the mic to his lips as he begins to speak*
.:Leo Kruger:.
I have had plenty time to think, watching the match over, and over. Time and time again. It's implanted in the back of my FUCKING brain. My blood is boiling. Now it's time to make a certain Bulgarian bleed. Retribution is what I want more than anything. I want to cleanse the filth that has been laid upon the United States title. That title was finally prestigious by my hand, and now by your filthy Bulgarians hands you have ruined the legacy that was built by MEEEEE!
*Kruger points at himself when he yells me*
.:Leo Kruger:.
Everything like that gone. One of main things that gets under my skin the most about you Rusev is you don't much talking. You have a clown that claims to be a woman running it's mouth for you. Are you that stupid? Does she make all of the decisions for you? Maybe I should ask her where have your BALLS gone? Maybe they are in her purse.
*Kruger chuckles, and begins to speak again*
.:Leo Kruger:.
I will refuse to lower myself, and speak to a WOMAN about fighting a MAN. I have talked to Shane, Rusev. We are going to have an EXTREME RULES MATCH AT SUMMERSLAM, and my favorite part of this whole thing is LANA IS BANNED FROM RINGSIDE! You will have no guidance out there against me. It will be just you and I in all out brawl for the United States title, but I don't want to wait that long to cut you down. So get your ass out here, and get a taste of the beating your going to take at SummerSlam.
*A couple of moments past as Kruger paces back and forth in the ring ready for a fight. When...*
*Rusev and Lana walk out together, but Rusev stops at the top of the ramp. He raises the United States title, and hands it over to Lana. She turns around to walks backstage. Kruger quickly jumps out of the ring, and runs up the ramp*
The Lights in the arena go out for ten seconds then words in bold white lettering begin to show on the Titantron ( He's coming.....) The words then fade within five seconds and then the Summerslam logo begins to show over the Titantron in all of its bright colors.
After the Summerslam image fades a video begins to play showing a man in a trench coat with a shovel in hand digging two graves in front of a tombstone on the tombstone reads ( Here rests the soul of a Corporate Bounty Hunter and a Bulgarian Brute ) the man throws down the shovel and the picture begins to turn to black.
*Smoke fills the arena and a man appears on the Entrance ramp with a bright light behind him.*
*The light behind the man fades and after a few seconds the lights in the arena begin to shine brightly but the mysterious man disappears without a trace. Kruger is angrily looking around who interrupted his moment to finally strike Rusev. By this time, Rusev is out of the ring walking backwards up the ramp facing Kruger as we go to commercial break*
Non-Title
Hardcore Champion, Roman Reigns vs Intercontinental Champion & Undefeated, Shinsuke Nakamura
Non-title
Steel Cage Match
World Heavyweight Champion, Dean Ambrose vs Bray Wyatt
END SHOW
Longest Reign: 154 Days
