The Story: After Shawn Michaels lost the WWF Title to Steve Austin at WrestleMania XIV, thanks to newly acquired degenerate Mike Tyson, Shawn failed to show up the next night on Raw. There was speculation that there was a rift growing in D-generation X.
(The DX Theme hits as Triple H and Chyna make their way to the ring. After posing for the crowd, Triple H gets a mic.)
HHH: You know, a lot can happen in twenty four hours... let's start with Mike Tyson. You know, I must have asked a thousand times, "Is he locked in? Is he with us? Is he a part of us? Are you sure? Is it sewn up?" Heh. What I heard was, "Don't worry, kid... I got it covered. Don't sweat it. You worry too much... it's sewn up. Let me make the decisions." Well, you dropped the ball. Well don't worry HBK, 'cause Triple H picked it up and now the ball is in my court! I'll take care of the worries. I'll take care of the problems. And I'll make the decisions. This... is the genesis of D-generation X. Tonight, in front of the world, I form the DX Army... an army to take care of business that should have been taken care of right from the start. And when you start an army, when you set out to do what no one else can do, the first thing you do is you look to your blood... you look to your buddies... you look to your friends. You look... to the Kliq!
(He points to the curtain as the DX Theme plays again. None other than X-pac emerges, to the crowd's delight. He gets to the ring and does several crotch chops. After high-fiving Chyna, he grabs a mic.)
HHH: You know, when you've been an indentured servant for two years, you run up a lot of feelings... talk to 'em, kid.
X-pac: Albany, New York... RAISE SOME HELL AND MAKE A LITTLE NOISE!
(The crowd cheers.)
X-pac: First thing's first... I got a little sumptin' sumptin' to get off my chest right now. I heard Hulk Hogan come out on television saying I couldn't cut the mustard. Well Hulk Hogan, you SUCK, pal! So I don't think you have any room to be talking about anybody cuttin' any kinda mustard. And Hulk, I got some... I got some more advice for ya. You better not stop short or Eric Bischoff'll be so far up your ass, he'll know what ya had for breakfast! And now, on to important matters at hand. I'm sittin' at home with my mind on my money and my money on my mind... and I get a call from one of my best friends in my entire life, Triple H, and he says, "DX needs your help." Well dammit, Triple H, any time you ever need anything from me, pal, you got it. And I got something else to say... Scott Hall and Kevin Nash would be standing right here with us... if they weren't being held hostage by World Championship Wrestling, and THAT'S A FACT, ERIC BISCHOFF so put that in your pipe and smoke it! So the way I see it right now: this is a new beginning for D-generation X, and we're here to rip ass on the World Wrestling Federation... AND IT STARTS TONIGHT!
(The DX Theme plays again.)
HHH: Oh yeah, by the way, I've got two words for ya...
X-pac: SUCK IT!
HHH: Yeah!