*** The cameras begins to roll as the NWO begins its LIVE telecast from the sold out Reunion Arena in Dallas Texas. Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler are at ringside ready to call the action.***
Jim Ross: Hello fans and welcome to Monday Night Anarchy! Once again, we got an excellent show lined up for you tonight. The debut of Gideon Trait and even the return of the NWO legend, Neil Stylez!
Jerry Lawler: Awwwwwwww, gimme a break Ross, You think Stylez is a legend? Shane Douglas is a legend, Jeff Jarrett is a legend, Neil Stylez is NOTHING in comparison!.
[Monday Night Anarchy starts off backstage, in CEO
Chuck Reese’s dressing room. Sitting behind a desk is Mr. Reese. Sitting
beside him is his personal “assistant,” Trish Stratus. Going over
Anarchy’s card, Chuck and Trish are interrupted. The door to the room swings open
and in barrages Lance Storm, Justin Credible and Dawn Marie. Looking up
from what he was doing, Mr. Reese doesn’t say a word.]
Storm – Chuck, this is your fault!
Reese – Excuse me?
Storm – You heard me! IT IS YOUR FAULT!
Reese – Did I miss something here?
Credible – Chucky, don’t act stupid with us! You
know damn well that it was Bobby Eaton’s fault that we lost the titles!
Reese – Well, shouldn’t you be talking to him? He was the referee ya know..
Credible – No! Fool, it was you that made him the
guest referee!
Reese – Well, I did not see any problem with his
officiating. Just beacuse you two didnt preform very well as a TEAM does not make it my fault!
Storm – What? That old fuck hit me!
Reese – And he had all reason to. You shouldn’t
have attacked him. Now, are you two through?
Credible – Hell no! Chuck, we want our rematch and
we want it tonight!
[Chuck Reese smirks before he replies]
Reese – A rematch? Tonight? You have got to be
kidding me.
Credible – No idiot, were serious.
Reese – Well boys... In all seriousness here, you
will not be getting your re-match tonight. So try not to get your panties in a bundle.
Storm – Well, we want it soon. Book us for Thursday
Overload.
Reese – Um... NO. Sorry boys. You lost and now you
have to earn you shot at the champions!
Credible – WHAT? We are the former champions. We
have the right to a rematch!
Reese – You would think that wouldn’t you. Well
guys, I call the shots and I am saying NO REMATCH!
Storm – You can’t do that!
Reese – The hell I can't, I OWN this damn organization!
Now, get the hell out of here, Trish and I have business to take care
of!
[Pissed off, the Impact Players exit the room,
slamming the door behind them. The scene cuts out to ringside where Jerry
Lawler and Jim Ross are sitting]
Lawler – WOW! Did you see Trish! WOO-HOO! Chuck is a
lucky man!
Ross – Jerry, is that the ONLY thing on your mind?
Lawler – Pretty close!
Ross – Folks, what we just witnessed was the Impact
Players walking in and demanding a Tag Team title match with the
Turnpike Connection but they did not accomplish anything because CEO Chuck
Reese denied their demand it told them to leave!
Lawler – Well, Chuck was busy! He needs his privacy
with Trish!
Ross – King, shut up!
Lawler – Well, it’s true! He might be getting a peice of ass for all we know!
Ross – We are now ready to kick things off tonight with Gideon Trait facing Big Poppa Pump Scott Steiner! That will be a slobberknocker!
Lawler – You have that right! I am looking forward to
the Bret Hart/Rock match! It is going to be great!
Gideon Trait VS Scott Steiner
Howard Finkle: This match is scheduled for one fall. Making his NWO debut, from Auckland New Zealand. Weighing in at 360 pounds. Accompanied to the ring by Claire Willson, Gideon Trait!
[Beethovens 9th Symphony begins to blare over the PA as Showers of boos fill the arena for the young NWO rookie who gets into the ring.]
Howard Finkle: And his opponet, Weighing in at 287 pounds, Big Poppa Pump, Scott Steiner!
Jerry Lawler: New Zealand... isnt that where The BUSHWACKERS were from???
Jim Ross: I think for once you are right King!
Jerry Lawler: HA HA! Those guys were hilarious!
[The two men are now in the ring as the bell sounds. Steiner powers Trait into the corner as referee Teddy Long breaks the men up. Steiner sneaks in a sucker punch and backs Trait into the ropes. Steiner whips Gideon to the other side, only to have his clothesline blocked! Trait counters with a standing suplex. Trait continues his momentum, picking Steiner up and dekivering a scoop slam. The rookie looks a little confused on what to do next, after a little hesitation, he climbs the ropes. Trait tries a leg drop from the top rope, but Steiner rolls out of the way. Trait grabs his back as Big Poppa Pump tries the cover. Teddy Long slides into postion. 1.......2....... kick out by Trait]
Jim Ross: The young rookie made a mistake and it nearly cost him the match!
Jerry Lawler: Trait is from New Zealand, they dont get any tougher!
[Back in the ring, Steiner is back to his feet, kicking Gideon in the stomach repeatedly. Clair begins to pound on the mat, cheering her man on. Gideon miraculously makes it back to his feet. Steiner tires a right hand, by Gideon blocks it and delivers a right hand of his own! Gideon delivers several stiff right hands, backing Steiner into the ropes. Gideon takes a few steps back and clotheslines Steiner out of the ring! Trait tries to climb out of the ring, but Teddy Long gets in Trait's face! On the outside, Clair Willson has taken off her shoe.. she slams Steiner over the head with the shoe! Steiner falls to the concrete as Trait shoves Teddy Long out of the way. Trait rolls to the outside, picking up Steiner and tossing him back into the ring. Once inside, Trait stands behind Steiner... Bacholr Of The Arts! He has it locked in! Trait falls to the mat, wrapping his legs around Scott Steiner. Teddy Long calls for the bell as Big Poppa Pump Submits!]
Howard Finkle: And the winner of this match... Gideon Trait!
Jim Ross: Impressive showing by the rookie! He wants to make an impact on the whole Net World Order!
Jerry Lawler: I'd like to make an impact on Claire! Oh Baby!
[The scene is backstage in the Reunion Center. The
Impact Players are standing with “Mean” Gene Okerland.]
Okerland – I am joined at this time with the
former NWO Tag Team Champions, the Impact Players. Guys, I have to ask you
this, how does it feel knowing you have lost the titles?
Credible – Gene, shut up. The titles should be with
us right now and if it wasn’t for that jack-ass, Bobby Eaton, we would
have them right now! No need to worry though, we will get the titles
back!
Okerland – Well, I, along with everyone else here
tonight managed to see what happened in Mr. Reese’s room earlier on and
by what Mr. Reese said, you two wont see those Tag Titles for a
while.
Strom – Gene, you have no idea what you are talking
about! We’ll get those titles back whether or not Reese likes it or
not. Those titles belong to us and we shot get are rematch.
Credible – Idiot, SHUT UP. The Impact Players do
what they want, when they want! We will have the Tag Team Titles soon
enough, MARK MY WORD! And fool, that’s not just the coolest. That’s not
just the best! That, my DUMB friend, is JUSTIN CREDIBLE!
[The Impact Players exits the area. The NWO then
fades out to a commercial break]
[COMMERCIAL]
Hardcore Title (Ladder Match)
Crash Holly (Champion) VS Tazz VS Kaos
Howard Finkle: This match is scheduled for one fall.. and is for the Net World Order HARDCORE Championship! Introducing first, from the Red Hook section or Brooklyn.. TAZZ!
[Tazz's music begins to play as he makes his way down to the ring.]
Howard Finkle: Introducing Second, Y2K... KAOS!
[Kaos makes his way into the ring, Kaos and Tazz stare at each other, almost looking through one another.]
Howard Finkle: Now introducing.. From Mobile Alabama.. Weighing in at allegidly well over 400 pounds, he is the Net World Order Hardcore Champion... CRASH HOLLY!
[Instead of carrying a scale, Crash comes to the ring with a ladder in his arms! The Hardcore title is already suspended over the ring as the bell sounds! Tazz and Kaos immediatly double team on the Hardcore Champion Crash Holly. Tazz and Kaos pick up Holly and deliver a double choke-slam, nearly sending the Hardcore Champ through the ring! Tazz barks out instuctions to Kaos, who does not take that lightly! Kaos rolls out of the ring, leaving Tazz inside himself! Crash Holly battles back, giving Tazz a neackbreaker. Kaos grabs a hockey stick from under the ring and tosses it inside! Kaos also grabs a baseball bat! Crash picks up the Hockey Stick and smashes it over Kaos's head as he enters back into the ring! From behind, Tazz spears Crash into the corner turnbuckles. Tazz picks up the baseball bat that Kaos had dropped and begins to beat Crash over the head, causeing a severe cut to form on his forehead! Crash is bleeding as Tazz drops the bat and begins to climb the ladder..]
Jim Ross: Tazz is going for it! Can he make it up in time??
Jerry Lawler: I dont think so, Kaos is starting to come to from that Hockey Stick shot!
[Tazz gets about a third way up the ladder, but Kaos quickly pulls him down. Tazz lands on the back of his head as Kaos and Crash begins to double team Tazz. Crash grabs the baseball bat and smashes it once over Tazz's head, enough to make him begin to bleed. Kaos shakes his head in approval only to get his head smashed in by the baseball bat. Crash tosses the bat to the outside as he begins to climb the ladder. Crash is about 5 feet from the title, until Tazz comes too. Tazz begins to climb the other side of the ladder and begins to brawl with Crash Holly. The crowd is going nuts as the two men battle many feet above the mat. Tazz gives Crash a stiff right hand, which sends Crash falling to the mat. Tazz takes a couple more steps, but is then confronted by Kaos, who began to climb the side Crash fell off of! Tazz gets within an arm-length of the Hardcore Title before Kaos interrupts him, punding away on his bloodied skull! As the two men battle, Crash gets back to his senses and eyes both men high on the ladder. Crash runs toward the ropes and springs off the,. Crash smashes his body into the ladder! The Ladder tips over and Kaos and Tazz fly into the crowd! ]
Jerry Lawler: HOLY SHIT!
Jim Ross: DAMN CRASH HOLLY! Tazz and Kaos are in serious condidtion!
Jerry Lawler: But Crash is standing the ladder back up in the ring and nobody is there to stop him!
Jim Ross: DAMNIT! Crash Holly just grabbed the Hardcore Title!
Jerry Lawler: The "Houdini" of Hardcore has done it again!
Howard Finkle: And the winner of this match... AND STILL.. Net World Order HARDCORE Champion.. Crash Holly!
Syzurz & Ernest Miller VS Gene Simmons & Sting
Howard Finkle: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a
tag
team match set for one fall. Entering the ring first, the team of Gene
Simmons and Sting!
[“Seek and Destroy” hits across the loudspeakers, as
The
team enters from the back. Sting is incredibly focused, not letting
his
sights off of the ring while he strides down towards it. Gene Simmons,
however, stays on the stage area, and suddenly begins to blow fire into
the
air. Around him at this time come two pyrotechnics on each side. Once
this
fireworks display is finished, Simmons makes his way down to the
ring.]
Howard Finkle: And their opponents. Firstly, he is a
martial arts master, and a three time karate champion. He is Ernest
Miller!
[“I’m the Greatest!” begins to play loudly, and Ernest
Miller begins working the crowd by yelling at them. He enters the
ring, and
is about to do his dance for the crowd, but is cut off by the Flithy
Animals’ WCW music.]
Howard Finkle: Now making his way to the ring is
Ernest
Miller’s partner. He is the “Pride of Mexico”, he is Syzurz!
[The bell rings, and the match starts off between Gene
Simmons and Ernest Miller. Miller tries to size up his opponent, and
suddenly makes his move by running to his corner. He tags the arm of
an
unsuspecting Syzurz, and walks through the ropes and onto the apron.
Syzurz
begins to protest, but Ernest Miller is insistent that he get into the
ring.
While they argue, they don’t notice Gene Simmons walking up to them,
and
yank Syzurz from over the top rope. Gene picks Syzurz from the canvas,
and
delivers a sit-down piledriver. Syzurz quickly pops up, and begins
wailing
on his opponent. Throwing around combinations of right hands, left
hands,
and chops, Syzurz eventually wears Gene Simmons into a state of
staggering.
Syzurz jumps to the top rope, and flies off with a missile dropkick.
He
then tags Ernest Miller, who is hesitant to enter the ring. With the
persistent orders of Syzurz, Ernest Miller finally complies and enters
the
ring. He walks over to Gene Simmons, who is still down from the
dropkick.
Ernest Miller strategizes for a moment, and finally gives a swift kick
to
Simmons’ ribs. Gene Simmons rolls around, suffering from the shot,
while
Ernest Miller begins stomping away at his opponent. Gene reaches to
tag
Sting, since he rolled to his own corner after the kick from Miller.
Sting
bends as much as he can over the rope, and slightly grazes the fingers
of
his partner. Sting rushes into the ring, and begins attacking The Cat
with
a flurry of fists. The referee gets in Sting’s face, informing him
that
there was no tag made. The referee demands that Sting go back to his
corner, but Sting argues. Meanwhile, as the argument goes on, Ernest
Miller
Irish whips Gene Simmons to the corner where Syzurz stands. Ernest
Miller
begins choking Gene Simmons with his foot, and Syzurz jumps down to the
floor, pulling the feet of Simmons down to apply more pressure.]
Jim Ross: It looks like the team of Miller and Syzurz
are
finally working as a team.
Jerry Lawler: Yeah, but Gene Simmons… er, Michael
Graves
is really getting a beating from these two..
[Ernest Miller releases the choke after the referee
turns
around from his argument. Ernest Miller then tags Syzurz, and exits
the
ring. Syzurz enters the ring uniquely, vaulting himself off of the top
rope
to deliver a flipping neckbreaker. The crowd is stunned by the move,
but
Syzurz ignores their noise as he whips Gene Simmons to the ropes. Gene
Simmons is quick to reverse the move, and sends Syzurz crashing down
with a
DDT. Gene quickly tag Sting in, who is ready to fight Syzurz. After
the
DDT, though, Syzurz is unwilling to fight, and hurries to his corner,
and
tags in Ernest Miller. Sting runs to the corner as he chases Syzurz.
He
stops short once the tag is made, and slowly lifts his arm to point at
The
Cat. Ernest Miller is in real fear at this moment, and refuses to
enter the
ring. He jumps to the floor, and begins walking up the entranceway.
In an
act of quick thinking, Gene Simmons puts some sort of a capsule in his
mouth, and comes up behind The Cat. Ernest Miller turns around, only
to
receive a burst of flames flying into his face.]
Jim Ross: Good God! Did you see that, King?
Jerry Lawler: I sure did! That nut, Gene Simmons
just
tried to cook The Cat alive! He can’t do that! The Cat’s a three-time
karate champ, you know!
[Blinded, Ernest Miller staggers into the ring.
Ernest
Miller is quickly met with an Irish whip from Sting, and soon ends up
on the
receiving end of a Manhattan Drop. Upon delivering the move, Sting
gets
hyped, and lets out a big “Whoo!” The crowd replies to that, and Sting
picks Ernest Miller to his feet. He tags in Gene Simmons, who restarts
his
work on The Cat. Gene lifts The Cat onto his shoulders, and carries
him to
the ropes. He lifts Miller high into the air, and drops him down with
a
Snake Eyes. While falling to the top rope headfirst, Ernest Miller
slapped
the arm of Syzurz, who gets into the ring behind Gene Simmons. He
jumps up
and wraps his legs around the head of Gene Simmons, and pulls him down
for a
pin attempt. Sting runs in to try to block the count. 1… 2… NO!
Sting
comes in right in the nick of time. Ernest Miller doesn’t seem to
realize
that Syzurz is the legal man, and begins stomping on the fallen Gene
Simmons. Syzurz runs up to Sting, and prepares for a flying head
scissors.
Sting anticipates the move, though, and grabs the legs of the flying
luchador. Sting then hooks in his left leg, and flips over Syzurz to
his
stomach, applying the Scorpion Death Lock. Syzurz begins yelling in
agony,
unable to break Sting’s hold. By now, Ernest Miller and Gene Simmons
have
taken their fight to the outside. Gene Simmons then dives into the
ring,
telling Sting that he’ll finish the job. Sting goes to the outside,
taking
the job that Gene Simmons had started. While Gene Simmons goes to work
on
Syzurz, the referee is on the outside restoring order to the brawl
between
The Cat and Sting. Finally, the referee succeeds, and both men go to
their
corners. Gene Simmons grabs Syzurz from behind, and tries to deliver a
fast-release German suplex. Syzurz is ready for this, and does a
backflip,
landing on his feet. He turns around, and tags Ernest Miller in. The
Cat
runs towards Gene Simmons, who hurries over to Sting. Once Sting is
tagged,
he enters the ring immediately. Suddenly backing off, Ernest Miller
tries
to convince Sting into not attacking him.]
Jim Ross: What is Ernest Miller doing? He shouldn’t
waste
his time trying to find mercy in Sting.
Jerry Lawler: No look, JR! I think it’s
working!
[Sting helps Ernest Miller to his feet, nodding his
head,
saying “It’s Okay”. Suddenly, Sting whips Ernest Miller to the corner,
and
runs to his opponent with a Stinger Splash. He rolls Ernest Miller up
for
the cover, and Gene Simmons enters to prevent Syzurz from blocking the
pin.
1… 2… 3!]
Howard Finkle: The winners of this match... the team
of
Gene Simmons and Sting!!
[Suddenly, Jack Jacobs runs out from the back! He has a steel chair in his hands! As Sting And Gene Simmons celebrate in the ring, he rolls under the ropes and delivers chair shots to both men! Jacobs smiles as he looks over Sting and Gene Simmons, who are lying on the mat.]
Jim Ross: What the hell was that about?
Jerry Lawler: It called "My Name is Jack Jacobs and I am ready to kick some ass!" HA HA!
Scott Hall VS Neil Stylez
Howard Finkle- Now coming to the ring at this
time
"Medium Sexy" Scott Hall!
Scott Hall walks out to the ramp and Neil Stylez
hits
him from behind. Neil piledrives him on the ramp.
Howard Finkle - And his opponent former NWO World
champion.... Neil Stylez!
[Neil slings Scott Hall down to ringside. Neil runs
and
he clotheslines him. Neil rolls Scott Hall in the ring and he follows.
Neil
throws Hall to the ropes and he drop kicks him. Neil picks Scott Hall
up and
he back body drops him. Hall gets up and he kicks Neil in the stomach
and he
gets in a fall away slam. Neil rolls out of the ring and he grabs a
chair.
Neil rolls in the ring and he smashes the chair over Hall's head and he
clotheslines him. Stylez picks Hall up and he drops him on the ropes.
Neil
throws Hall over the ropes and he drops an elbow on him. Neil begins
stomping Hall. Referee Teddy Long gets in Stylez's face, but Stylez just pushes The referee out of the way. Teddy Long hits the ringpost and gets knocked out.]
Jerry Lawler- Stylez is looking better then ever!
Jim Ross- This is without a doubt the meanest Neil
Stylez to ever step in the ring!
[Neil smashes a chair over Hall's knee and he puts
him in
the figure four. Neil tightens up the hold. Hall taps out but Neil
won't let
go, Neil tightens up the hold. Hall is begging for mercy but Neil won't
let
go. Security is rushing to the ring to get Neil off of Hall. Security
sprays
Neil with mace but Neil still doesn't let go.]
Jerry Lawler- Stylez is a madman! Im loving this!
Jim Ross- Someone get Neil off of Hall, Neil won,
what
more does he want!
(Douglas interrupts Neil suddenly as he walks down to the ring followed
by Kevin Cunningham, Douglas' attorney. Douglas has a mic and is
insulting Stylez.)
DOUGLAS: HEY, STYLEZ! I knew how easy it was to find you, considering
the trail of mashed potatoes from the buffet table you brought to the
ring! Seriously, you fat pig, I don't know why the hell you wanted to
come back here, other than the fact we have a tradeout with Old Country
Buffet! (Snickers as the fans boo and pelt him with
garbage) HEY, IDIOTS! Don't throw that crap away!
Neil might eat it later! (Stylez stands there and gets
angrier and angrier.)
ROSS: Shane Douglas thinks this is Night at the Improv, not the NWO!
LAWLER: I hope Neil lashes out and decks him! We'll actually be able
to eat some food from the buffet, JR! Neil doesn't leave much for us!
ROSS: I don't believe you, King! Are you the feature act in this
comedy?
DOUGLAS: Seriously, Neil, I have no idea why the hell you wanted to
return, much less get your ass kicked by "The Franchise!" The last time
you and I were in this ring, I beat your ass inside that steel cage and
made you wish you were never born! And now, like a pathetic little
dog, you come back begging for another beating!
DOUGLAS: Well, I hate to break the news to you, Stylez, but as far as I'm
concerned, you're not worth my time, trouble, or my effort! I have no
intention of ever stepping into the ring with you again! So, if you came
back to the rings of the greatest wrestling organization in the world
looking to have a shot at me, I guess you and the whole world will be
sorely disappointed! You see, Neil, you SUCK! You're a loser and will
forever be one! But, since you did have the guts to come out here and make
an ass of yourself, I'll give you a shot at redeeming yourself and
speaking your mind! (Shane tosses the mic at Neil, and as
Stylez catches it, Douglas slaps him with a vicious backhand, knocking
the mic out of his hand. Stylez is about to explode, but...)
CUNNINGHAM: GO ON, NEIL! TOUCH HIM, and you'll NEVER wrestle here EVER
AGAIN! GO ON, YOU COWARDLY LITTLE BITCH! Hit him, and it's curtains
for you! (Fans continue to boo and throw garbage into
the ring.) That's what I thought! Shane, let's get
out of here, chubbles here wants to take his girlfriends home as tomorrow
is a school day! (The two leave the ring, laughing as
Stylez leaves as they are halfway up the ramp.)
ROSS: Folks, that was an absolutely disgusting display by Shane
Douglas. I think he's a coward for that restraining order on Stylez!
LAWLER: I'm bummed, JR! He could have decked him and we could have
eaten tonight!
ROSS: As for you, King, I can't believe that we witnessed this crap in
the ring and all you care about is your stomach! Fans we have got to cut to a commercial, up next is out MAIN EVENT!!
[COMMERCIAL]
[The fans are expecting to see either The Rock or Bret "The Hitman"
Hart make their way out to the ring for tonight's main event, but they
burst into cheers when "Seek And Destroy" by Metallica begins blasting out
over the arena's loud speakers. The fans are going completely nuts by
the time Sting makes his way out from the back, and into the ring.
Sting is still in his full wrestling gear, and his black and white face
paint is chipped from his tag team match against Ernest "The Cat" Miller
and Syzurz. Sting has the NWO Intercontinental Championship slung over
his right shoulder, and a mic in his right hand. "Seek And Destroy" by
Metallica fades out as Sting beins to talk.]
[ ~*~"The True Franchise" Sting~*~
] In just a few short minutes, The Rock will take on Bret "The
Hitman" Hart, to determine just who is the Number One Contender to the Net
World Order Intercontinental Championship. The winner, will then go
on, to face me for this title. Or atleast they think they will. Because
the fact is, who ever wins, will not be facing me for this title.
Because the NWO Intercontinental title, doesn't mean anything to me.
[The fans look on in shock as Sting takes the Intercontinental title
off of his right shoulder, and drops it on the mat.]
[ ~*~"The True Franchise" Sting~*~
] The fact is, I don't need that title anymore. I am moving onto
bigger, and better things. The Rock, or Bret Hart, who ever wins, I
don't care. Because none of that concerns me anymore. I am no longer
the NWO Intercontinental Champion. I don't want the damn belt! There
are two belts in the Net World Order that I want, and soon, I will hold
both.
One of them, is one half of the NWO World Tag Team titles. And as you
all saw tonight, it's only a matter of time before The Stinger and Gene
Simmons are walking around with those belts, around our waist. We
could care less if we have to take on The Impact Players, The Acolytes, The
Turnpike Connection, or anyone else! We are the best tag team in the
NWO today, and no one is going to stop us from getting what is ours!
And the other belt, of course has to be, the Net World Order
Championship. Currently held by "Stone Cold" Steve Austin. But Austin won't be
holding that belt for much longer. Because when I finally get my World
title shot, I will make good on it. I defended the NWO
Intercontinental Championship against anyone and everyone that CEO Chuck Reese felt it
was a good idea to put in front of me. But did Reese ever think to put
me in a match, where a title was on the line, that wasn't mine? Hell
no! But now that is going to change. I will work my way through The
Baltimore Assassin. Rampage. "Stone Cold" Steve Austin. "The
Franchise" Shane Douglas. And anyone else that I need to, on my way to becoming
the Net World Order Champion! Hell, Reese can bring back Jarrett to
try and hold me back. I'll just kick his ass like I will everyone else.
I don't care who Reese puts infront of me next. Because no matter what
happens, I will become the Net World Order Champion! And if y!
ou don't like it, to bad.
[Sting tosses down the mic, just like he did the NWO Intercontinental
Championship title belt, and walks out of the ring, and to the backstage
area as the fans still look on in shock.]
Jim Ross: What a shocking turn of event folks, I have just been informed that this nex match WILL BE for the NWO Intercontinental Title!
Jerry Lawler: Hart and The Rock lucked out! They get a title shot handed to them!
***MAIN EVENT***
NWO Intercontinental Title
The Rock VS Bret Hart
Howard Finkle: The follwing match up is scheduled for one fall and is for the Net World Order Intercontinental Championship! Introducing first, From Miami Florida.. THE ROCK!
[The thousands of fans get on their feet as The Rock enters the arena. He makes his way down to the ring.]
Howard Finkle: And his opponet, From Calgary Alberta Canada.. BRET HART!
[Bret Hart's theme plays over the PA as he makes his way down to the ring. Once inside, the bells sounds and the match is on! Bret starts things off quickly, bodyslamming the Rock and applying a armbar to the People's Champ. The Rock gets to his feet and ducks his head and gives Bret Hart a Sammoan Drop! The Rock covers as Teddy Long slides into position. 1....... not even close, Bret Hart kicks out. The Rock tosses Bret Hart to the outside. Hart falls hard onto the mat as The Rock picks Hart back up. Rocky tosses Bret into the steel steps, but Bret reverses and sends the Rock crashing into the steps! The ringside fans boo Bret Hart, as he tosses The Rock back into the ring. Bret Hart gives the Rock an Atomic Drop and Bret then quickly clotheslines him to the mat. Hart climbs to the second turnbuckle and delivers and elbow drop. Hart hooks the leg for the pin. 1......2..... the Rock kicks out.]
Jim Ross: OHHHHHH So close to a new champion!
Jerry Lawler: Then we would have had the CANADIAN Championship!
[ Bret Hart picks up the Rock once again and sends him crashing into the ring corner. Bret Hart dashes at The Rock, but the Rock ducks out of the way! Bret Hart's shoulder hits the ringpost! Hart turns around to meet Thr Rock's right hand as The People's Champ powers over Bret Hart. After an assult of punches, Rocky takes Bret Hart and sets him up for a Spine buster! Hart counters in mid air and delivers a DDT to The Rock! Bret Hart covers once again, this time with a hand full of tights! 1.......2......... The Rock kicks out! Bret Hart cannot believe it! Bret Hart backs the Rock into the ropes and gives him the irish whip, Rock ducks Bret Harts clothesline... SPINEBUSTER! Bret Hart is laid out! The fans are on their feet as the Rock begins to remove his elbow pad! The Rock hits the one side.. then the other... PEOPLE'S ELBOW! The Rock covers as Teddy Long makes the three count! 1........2.............3!]
Howard Finkle: And the winner of this match... AND THE NEW.. NWO Intercontinental Champion.. The Rock!
[Suddenly, Maxx Payne and Chris Jericho storm the ring. Both men have chairs in their hand! The back the Rock into a corner as Bret Hart begins to stand.... They turn around and smash Bret Hart over the head with the chairs! The Rock quickly exits as Maxx Payne and Chris Jericho begin to beat on Bret Hart! Shane Douglas, Kaos and The Baltimore Assassin make their was out to the ring! Maxx Payne takes Bret Hart and puts him in his new submission move, The PAYNE STAKER! Bret Hart is in pain as the assult continues. Neil Stylez begins to run toward the ring and he goes after Shane Douglas with a chair! Stylez is quickly tackled by NWO Security and Handcuffed! CEO Reese also runs down to ringside! Bret Hart rolls out of the ring as the AKI stands in the center, with their new members, Maxx Payne and Chris Jericho looking on. Douglas grabs the mic and begins screaming at the NWO President.]
DOUGLAS: That's it, Reese! FIRE HIS ASS! He attacked me, I'm pressing
charges, assault with a deadly weapon, it's a felony! FIRE HIM! GOOD
BYE, NEIL! HA HA HA HA
CEO Chuck Reese: Shane, For once you have made sense.. Neil may have assulted you with a deadly weapon, but it was not his Chair, it was his ASS!
[Douglas looks at Reese very confused.]
CEO Chuck Reese: Since I know you two LOVE each other so much, I would like to happily announce the FIRST MATCH of our NWO Pay Per Veiw.... Shane Douglas VS Neil Stylez III ..... in a KISS MY ASS MATCH! Thats right folks, the loser must kiss the winner's cheeks... and you never know Shane, you may like it after Stylez KICKS YOUR ASS and you gotta KISS HIS!!
[Douglas goes balistic in the ring as the rest of the AKI looks on. Suddenly, The Impact Players and Triple H run out from the back with baseball bats! They clean house of the AKI, who flee back up the entrance ramp. Justin Credible stands inside the ring and takes the mic.]
Credible - You IDIOTS need to get something
straight! WE DO WHAT WE WANT,
WHEN WE WANT, FOR ANY REASON! Us, three, Justin Credible, Lance Storm
and Triple
H, we are the ones that make the rules. Chuck... SCREW YOU! As far as I
am
concerned, you can go to hell!
Turnpike Connection, the Tag Titles will be coming back to us. I
don't give a
damn what Chuck says or what he wants to do. Come hell or high water,
the Tag
Team Titles will be coming back with us, where they fucking belong!
Douglas, you
think you are hot shit, well, you are NOT! The fact is, I am the one
that can do
it all, I am the one that will lead this place, not you! Chuck, your
decisions
are NOT final. You CANNOT run our lives and YOU WONT! We will continue
to do
what we want, anytime, until you give us what we want, OUR TAG TEAM
TITLES!
[The fans boo louder]
Ross - yeah right! They belond to the NEW CHAMPS,
the Turnpike Connection!
Lawler - Ross, SHUT UP!
Storm - Shut the hell up and give us the respect
we deserve! We are the stars
of the Net World Order and idiots, we DAMAND respect!
What good does it matter anyway? You idiots don't even know what
that world
is! RESPECT, that is what I have! I come from CALGARY, ALBERTA, CANADA,
a place
that has repect. I come from a place where the best are born. I come
from a
place, simply put, IS BETTER THEN IS SLEEZE HOLE!
[A chant, "Canada Sucks" starts]
Lawler - These fans have no idea what they are
saying. Many great people are from Canada. Take the LATE Owen Hart for an
example! Owen... god bless him!
Storm - SHUT UP! You idiotic fools have no
brains at all! Just like that
idiot CEO of this place. Chuck, your time is coming... just like the
TAG TITLES
will be coming back to their rightful owners, the IMPACT PLAYERS!
But, you know, what is better then two players? THREE! That's right
you
DUMB-F*CKS! The Impact Players have now extended! Tell them, GAME!
[Before Triple H even gets the mic, the fans
begin their chant of "Asshole"]
Ross - The fans really dislike Triple H
Lawler - NO RESPECT! HHH is the GAME! He is the besta
round!
HHH - You morons need to shut up, and realize
that what you have standing
before you, is the best that the Net World Order has to offer. Justin
Credible.
Lance Storm. Hunter Hearst Helmsley. The three of us, are the future of
the NWO.
Hell, we are the past, the present, and the future! The Impact Players
are the
true Net World Order Tag Team Champions, and I am the only NWO World
Heavyweight
Champion. And that is just a fact, that you people, and everyone in the
back
will have to accept!
Now, the three of us, Storm, Credible, and Helmsley, take over the
Net World
Order. It has started tonight, but there is no way in hell, that we
will be
stopping anytime soon. Soon, Credible and Storm will regain the World
Tag Team
titles, and I will once again, wear the Net World Order Championship
title belt,
around my waist. But, seeing as how everyone before CEO Chuck Reese
always tried
to hold me back, and I know that Reese is going to try and hold me back
this
time, I am going to go about things, a different way this time.
I am going to start at the bottom. And work my way back to the top.
Along the
way, getting every title that the Net World Order has. It starts with
the NWO
Hardcore Championship. I don't care who I have to beat the living hell
out of to
get it. I will be the next NWO Hardcore Champion. That belt has ment
nothing to
anyone before, but once I am the NWO Hardcore Champion, that will be
the Number
One title in the Net World Order. No one will care about "Stone Cold"
Steve
Austin, and his pure luck title that he has around his waist. Hey
Austin, seeing
as how you don't seem to realize it, I'll let you in on a little
secret. Your a
fucking joke! No one gives a shit about you Austin. That belt doesn't
mean
anything anymore. You may not realize it, but you have destroyed, what
I worked
my ass of to make the most sought after Championship in all of pro
wrestling.
You destroyed it all Austin, in one god damn night!
Ass Kickers Inc. the three of you like to think that you are the
strongest
force in the Net World Order today. But the fact is, what you are
looking at
right now, the three of us, are your worst nightmare. Because we are
going to
show you three, just what being the best, is all about.
And oh yeah, Chuck Reese, I got Two Words For Ya....Fuck You!!
Credible - Folks, you need to realize, we are the
REAL DEAL! We are the best around this place and you fools know it! The
New Blood has RISEN in the NWO and folks.... THTA'S NOT JUST THE
COOLEST! THAT'S NOT JUST THE BEST! THAT MY FRIENDS, IS JUSTIN
CREDIBLE!!!!!!!!!!
Lawler - New Blood? What is this about?
Jim Ross: Fans we are out of time, Tune in on Thursday for more NWO Action!