Post by Brock Lesnar on Oct 7, 2012 12:17:37 GMT -6
Live! From The Cedar Rapids Ice Arena in Cedar Rapids, Iowa!
10/10/12!
As "Everyday Combat" by the Lost Prophets blares through the arena, the camera pans around, getting a glimpse of the thousands of fans packed into the Cedar Rapids Ice Arena in Cedar Rapids, Iowa for another episode of Brawl 4 All! As fireworks light up the arena, the camera pans over to Joey Styles and Austin Owens, who are at ringside!
Joey Styles: Once again welcome to another episode of Brawl 4 All! I'm Joey Styles...
Austin Owens: And I'm Austin Owens!
Joey Styles: Last week we witnessed Randy Orton defeat three other men to retain the World Heavyweight Championship. And as you may have heard, tonight marks the start of the Night of Glory Series. What this means is that each week the World Heavyweight Championship, Intercontinental Championship, and No Holds Barred Championships will be defended. And also we will hold contender matches each show for the next week's title match.
Austin Owens: In a rubber match Randy Orton will defend the title against Dolph Ziggler. These two have split the series so far, and tonight we will see who walks out with the gold when these two go head to head in our main event.
Joey Styles: As for the Intercontinental Championship, we saw Leviathan come out on top in a 4 man elimination match to win the strap. Tonight he defends the title against none other than the "One Man Band" Heath Slater! These two have gone head to head before, but this time is different!
Austin Owens: Let's not forget this, Joey! Leviathan must pull double duty tonight! He is not only the Intercontinental Champion, but he is also the No Holds Barred Champion. If Leviathan hopes to retain these titles, then he must make quick work of one of his opponents. He defends the No Holds Barred Championship against the "Texas Rattlesnake!"
Joey Styles: And as for contender matches... The Miz steps into the ring with the Big Show for a shot at the World Title next week, John Cena must contain the high-flying Sin Cara for a shot at the Intercontinental Championship, and Edge goes one on one with "Big Sexy" Kevin Nash for a shot at the No Holds Barred Championship!
Austin Owens: We've got a lot of action, and I can't wait to get to it, Jo-
"Power To The People" blares through the arena, as a chorus of boos comes from the sold out crowd. John Laurinaitis steps out onto the stage with a wide grin across his face. He then makes his way down the ramp, waving to his "adoring" fans. As Ace reaches the steps, he walks up them. He then beckons for a microphone and enters the ring. As he walks around it, he motions for his music to cut. As the crowd slowly quiets down, Ace speaks...
John Laurinaitis: Ladies and gentlemen... tonight marks a great night for Saturday Night's Main Event. Tonight begins the Night of Glory Series! And as you may have heard... the World, Intercontinental, and No Holds Barred Championships will be defended EVERY night! You see... I feel like a lot of our talent back there have been getting lazy as of late. So I see this as a way... to motivate them. If you're a champion... you may not like it. But if you are eager to get into the title scene, then you'll love it! Champions shouldn't have to worry once a month about defending their titles, so this month... they will all be forced to be fighting champions!
"Here To Show The World" shreds through the speakers, as the crowd is split with cheers and boos. The former World Heavyweight Champion Dolph Ziggler steps out onto the stage with a microphone in hand. He looks around with a cocky smirk across his face. He then lifts the mic he has in his hand to his mouth, as his music fades out.
Dolph Ziggler: Johnny, Johnny, Johnny... a few short weeks ago I defended MY World Heavyweight Championship against that good for nothing snake, Randy Orton. You see, when Orton and I had our match at Summer Meltdown I had him beat! If it were not for him kicking and assaulting a referee... then yours truly would still be the World Heavyweight Champion! But you understood that, Johnny. Orton... he simply bragged, claiming to the World that he dominated the Showoff. Last week he merely got lucky again. And that is why I want to thank you for tonight's opportunity, Johnny. You see... this time Orton will pay for what he did at Meltdown. He will hope he never got away with assaulting an official. And once the final bell rings tonight... this man... Dolph Ziggler... will be your NEW World Heavyweight Champion!
Ace nods his head in agreement before speaking.
John Laurinaitis: Dolph, I wish you the best of luck in your match tonight. You see... we need more guys like you. We need young, fresh talent that is hungry for blood. I like what I see in you, Dolph. You see, you aren't like these washed up has-beens like Shawn Michaels or Triple H. Those guys... they belong in a retirement home. And that is why I am also starting to evaluate the talent on our roster. Week by week I will look at how each member of the SNME Roster does. And if I see that they are not meeting our standards... then they will be cut!
Dolph Ziggler: Johnny... there's no need to evaluate me. You knew the second I signed my contract that you were getting the best money could buy.
John Laurinaitis: Trust me, Dolph. You are the least of my worries.
Ace drops the mic, as he ducks under the ropes and climbs out of the ring. With the crowd left to wonder who will be evaluated, Ace disappears behind the curtain.
vs.
Alberto Del Rio vs. Jack Swagger
Mercennario vs. UCF2-
(Singles Match!)
Winner by Simulation: Alberto Del Rio
As we cut to the back, Triple H is seen walking in the parking lot. As he reaches the door to the arena, security stops him.
Triple H: Let me in the arena. You know who I am.
Security: I'm sorry sir, but due to orders from John Laurinaitis, I cannot let you into the arena.
Triple H: What orders? What are you talking about?
Just as Triple H finishes speaking, the door opens and John Laurinaitis steps out. Triple H grabs Ace by the collar and pulls him close to him.
Triple H: What in the hell is this guy talking about, Johnny? Huh? What does he mean he can't let me into the arena due to YOUR orders?
John Laurinaitis: Hu-Hunter... Look. I have been evaluating your job performance since the opening of SNME, and to be quite honest... your performance has been quite pathetic. Hunter... on behalf of Saturday Night's Main Event... I wish you the best of luck in your future endeavors.
Triple H slams Ace against the wall, but security pulls him off before he can do anything else. As Triple H begins to fight them off a police car comes screeching into the scene. Police jump out of the car. As Triple H throws a right hand, knocking out a security guard, he is hit with a taser! The shock goes through his body, and Triple H falls limp. The other cop jumps on top of him and rolls him over. He immediately handcuffs Triple H, so he can no longer fight back. The guards he was fighting help the cop get him up and shove him into the back of the police car. As they slam the door, Ace looks into the back window.
John Laurinaitis: Good luck in jail, Hunter. I guess Stephanie can use your last paycheck to bail you out!
The police car takes off, leaving the parking lot, as we fade to commercial.
"End of Days" blares through the arena, as the crowd begins to boo. The British Brawler, Wade Barrett, steps out onto the stage with a cocky smirk across his face. As Barrett makes his way down the ramp, he points to himself, telling the world that in just a few weeks he will be the new Intercontinental Champion. Barrett climbs up the steps and ducks under the top rope. He pulls off his shirt and tosses it to the outside. As his music fades, he takes his spot in the corner.
"It's A New Day" shreds through the speakers, as the crowd begins to boo even more. The young, brash joe Hennig, steps out onto the stage with an arrogant smile smeared across his face. Hennig looks to the ring at his opponent, merely making a mockery of him. He then heads down the ramp, where he points to himself, telling all those looking on that it is his time, it is Legacy's time. Hennig rolls into the ring and throws his arms up. He then takes his place in his corner, as the music fades.
vs.
Wade Barrett vs. Joe Hennig
Edgeomaniac1992 vs. NAOD-Generate
(Singles Match!)
"Ding, ding, ding!"
As the bell sounds, both men begin to circle one another scouting out the other. Hennig shoots at Barrett, and they lock up! Barrett manages to overpower him, shoving him back into the corner. He then delivers a round of vicious elbows to the jaw, taking a step back into his bare knuckle fighting days. Hennig manages to shove Barrett back and kick him in the gut.
Hennig fires out of the corner, nailing Barrett with a stiff clothesline! As Barrett hits the mat, Hennig begins to hit him with repeated elbow drops right into the chest! Hennig pulls Barrett up and lifts him up... and he slams him down on his knee with a vicious back breaker! Hennig lays over him, covering him...
"One... Two... Barrett kicks out!"
Barrett gets the shoulder up, and Hennig slaps the mat. Hennig gets to his feet and pulls Barrett up. He whips him into the ropes... Barrett ducks the clothesline and hits the ropes... big boot! Hennig's head bounces off the mat, and Barrett takes command of the match. Barrett pulls Hennig up... belly to belly! Barrett lays over him, as he hooks the leg...
"One... Two... Hennig gets the shoulder up!"
Barrett gets up and begins to stomp away at Hennig, getting every extremity he can. He then pulls Hennig up, but he is kneed in the stomach! Hennig hits him with an elbow to the jaw and puts him on the mat with a drop toe hold! He then rolls Barrett over and sits him up. Hennig walks around behind him... rolling neck snap! Hennig pulls Barrett up. Belly to back suplex. Hennig bridges it...
"One! Two! Barrett kicks out of it!"
Hennig gets to his feet and once again pulls Barrett up. Dropkic-no! Barrett blocks it! Hennig gets back up, bit he is booted in the gut! Barrett lifts him up onto his shoulders... Wasteland! Wasteland!
"One! Two! Thr-NO!"
Hennig manages to get the shoulder up, and the crowd is in shock. As Barrett gets to his feet, Hennig rolls out of the ring. As the Son of Perfection gathers himself, Barrett leans over the top rope, yelling at him. Hennig leaps up, pulling Barretts throat down across the top rope, snapping his neck back! Hennig slides into the ring... Hennig-Cutter! He pins him!
"One......."
"Two............"
"Three!"
Justin Roberts: Here is your winner... Joe Hennig!
As soon as Hennig's hand is raised ,Ted DiBiase is seen making his way down the ramp. Dibiase rolls into the ring, and they pull Barrett up to his feet. Both men lay into him, hammering him with lefts and rights. DiBiase sets him up... Dream Street! DiBiase pulls Barrett back up to his feet and tosses him out of the ring, as we fade to commercial.
As we return from commercial, Joe Hennig and Ted DiBiase remain in the ring with microphones in their hands. Hennig leans forward on the ropes, as he begins to speak.
Joe Hennig: You call that man... Wade Barrett a title contender? Huh? Well, yours truly just beat the Number One Contender for the Intercontinental Championship. So let me ask you something, John Laurinaitis... where is my Intercontinental Title shot? You see, Johnny, Ted and I heard your conversation with Dolph Ziggler earlier. We heard how you were going to evaluate talent. How was that for an evaluation, Ace? Was that impressive enough?
Hennig lowers the microphone, as DiBiase brings his to his mouth.
Ted DiBiase: Johnny, how about you do what's right? How about you put two of the brightest young stars you have on this roster in matches they deserve? These people... they know how good we are, Johnny, and it is about time you recognized it.
DiBiase drops the microphone, as "It's A New Day" blares through the arena. Hennig and DiBiase climb out of the ring, as we cut back to commercial.
As "Metalingus" blares through the arena, Edge walks out from the curtain with a big smile on his face. He makes his way down the ramp. As he stops, he looks down and back up. He puts his hands in air, as fire works go off. He then walks down the rest of the ramp. As he slides in the ring, he asks for a microphone. As his music fades out, he brings the mic to his mouth and starts to speak.
Edge: Tonight I go one on one with Kevin Nash. And the winner... is the Number One Contender for the No Holds Barred Championship. Since I debuted here in SNME I haven't made the impact I was hoping to for. But tonight I will defeat Nash and win the No Holds Barred Championship next week! But you see, this match isn't just any match... it's an Extreme Rules Match, and most of you know... from my past, these are the kind of matches I live for! Tables... Ladders... Chairs... it doesn't matter what the weapon is. I made a career out of smashing chairs over people's heads, putting them through tables, and spearing people off of ladders!
Remembering Edge's past, the crowd begins to cheer.
Edge: You see, Kevin Nash can claim to be SNME's biggest star, but Nash... what you fail to realize is that the things I've been through... well, let's just say you haven't seen the light of day of those kind of things! And if you think for one second that I'm going to walk out of this arena tonight without the wi-
The familar howl of the NWO Wolfpac theme song begins to play and the crowd is awaiting the arrival of the seven footer. The curtain opens and here he comes, and the crowd begins to boo him immensely. Nash makes his way down the aisle and into the ring before asking for a mic.
Kevin Nash: You know something, Edge, tonight is a match for the number on contender spot for the crappy... low down... disgraceful No Holds Barred Title. Now, that belt doesn't fit a superstar like me. I am classy, and I am among the best that this business has ever seen. I have fought everywhere, and I have been the World Champion in every company that I was ever a part of except for this one.
The crowd cheers at Nash's failure.
Kevin Nash: Saturday Nights Main Event... this is the place where champions are supreme and others are irrevelant. Hell, just look at my former friends, HHH and HBK. I beat their asses and now... they are nothing but little stepping stones in this company. Me, I demand gold and not this piece of crap No Holds Barred belt. I want a shot at the coveted Intercontinental belt, and Edge, if you still want that waste of a title, then you can have it because I am worth more than that.
Edge starts to laugh at Nash's comments.
Edge: Nash, you are a former Intercontinental Champion, and I have yet to win a title here in SNME. But I've only been back here for a few weeks. I will take whatever title I can to reach the top, and if that means I have to win the No Holds Barred Title, then so be it! And if you have anything to say about that... then I can kick your ass right now!
Nash turns to walk away, but Edge spins him around and decks him right across the jaw!
vs.
"Big Sexy" Kevin Nash vs. Edge
Cshep19 vs. IM-AWESOME1221
(NHB Title Shot Next Week: Extreme Rules Match!)
"Ding, ding, ding!"
Edge whips Nash into the ropes... SPEAR!!! Edge hooks the leg...
"One! Two!! Three!!!"
Justin Roberts: Here is your winner... Edge!
Edge slides out of the ring, as an angry Nash hurries to his feet. He can't believe it. Edge caught him off guard and beat him in under 10 seconds!
Joey Styles: That has to be a record, folks! Edge caught Nash completely off guard with that one!
Austin Owens: Talk about an embarassment... We not not see this guy around any longer.
As we cut backstage, Shawn Michaels is seen walking down the hall with a purpose. Shawn spots John Laurinaitis' Office door and shoves it open. Ace jumps back from his desk in surprise, as Shawn barges in.
John Laurinaitis: Woah, wha-what do you think you're doing, Shawn? You can't just barge into my office like this!
Shawn slams his hands on Ace's desk, as he begins to speak.
Shawn Michaels: I can do whatever the I feel like doing, Johnny! Now you listen up, and you listen up good! You got that? Tell me... why did you fire Hunter tonight? Huh? Now, I know Hunter and I haven't been on the same page here in Saturday Night's Main Event, but there was no reason for that, Johnny. No reason!
Ace sits up in his chair before answering Shawn.
John Laurinaitis: Look, Shawn, SNME is in the middle of... going through some changes so to speak. One of those changes is talent evaluations. Show by show I am evaluating the talent we have on our roster, and if I feel like someone isn't doing their job... then I am firing them! Your "buddy" Triple H wasn't doing his job. He hasn't won a match in I don't know how long. So as far as I'm concerned... what I did was perfectly the right thing to do! And if you expect to have a job with this company... then I expect you to walk out of your match... with a win tonight.
Shawn looks enraged and slings papers off of Ace's desk.
Shawn Michaels: Walk out with a win, huh? Win or not, Johnny... it doesn't matter! If you fire me... you're going to make the biggest mistake of your miserable... pathetic life!
Shawn storms out of the office and slams the door behind him as we fade to commercial.
vs.
Leviathan vs. "Stone Cold" Steve Austin
Kingz_Undefeated vs. Save_us_pawn99
(No Holds Barred Championship: Extreme Rules Match!)
Winner By Simulation: "Stone Cold" Steve Austin
As Austin is handed the No Holds Barred Championship, Edge leaping over the guard rail. Edge slides into the ring and waits for Austin to turn around... Spear! Spear! Spear! As Austin holds his ribs, Edge picks up the No Holds Barred Championship and stares down at it. With a crazed look in his eyes, Edge drops the title and leaps back over the guard rail, making his way into the crowd.
As Austin looks to be coming to, we see John Laurinaitis walk out onto the stage. Ace looks at the shaken Austin, shaking his head in shame. He then looks down at his clipboard and writes something. Austin, not caring what it was Ace wrote down picks up his title and flips Ace the finger, making the crowd go nuts, as we cut to commercial.
As we return from commercial, we see a limousine pull up to the arena. The camera focuses on it, but the driver pushes it away, telling the camera guy to shut it off. We then cut to the arena for the next match.
vs.
"The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus vs. "HBK" Shawn Michaels
Tru_LegendKiller vs. Blizz5307
(Singles Match!)
Winner: Sheamus
As we return from commercial break, the camera looks on at Shawn Michaels. He sits in a steel chair in the middle of his dimly lit locker room. A towel is draped over his head, which hangs in disdain. A soft knock comes rapping at his door, as the knob turns. As the door opens, John Laurinaitis steps in. With a wide smile across his face, Ace steps in front of Shawn, who remains looking down at the floor.
John Laurinaitis: Shawn... you're just not good enough. You're a shell of your former self. And after evaluating your performance tonight in your match with Sheamus... I am left with no other options. Shawn... on behalf of Saturday Night's Main Event... I wish you the best of luck in yo-
Shawn suddenly bolts out of the chair, pummeling Laurinaitis against the metal lockers on the wall! Shawn goes into an enraged fit, punching Ace in the face over and over again. Shawn then slams Ace's head against the lockers over and over again, until security comes barging into the room. Police officers grab Shawn by his arms and pull him off of Johnny. They place his hands behind his back and handcuff him. As the camera focuses on Ace, we see blood slowly puddling up under his head. Medical Personnel rush into the room and immediately begin to check on Johnny. As Shawn is pulled into the hallway, police escort him out of the building and into the back of a police car. Just before the cruiser speeds off, the camera gets a close up of Shawn's hate covered face.
vs.
CM Punk vs. Tyson Kidd
SXE_Warrior_SXE vs. ky1990
(Singles Match!)
Winner By Simulation: CM Punk
As we fade backstage we see Saturday Night's Main EVent Owner Shane McMahon making his way into the arena with a panicked look on his face. As the camera continues to look on at him we fade to break...
vs.
John Cena vs. Sin Cara
im_the_best_99 vs. Gamerr-X
(Intercontinental Title Shot Next Week: Singles Match!)
Winner By Simulation: John Cena
vs.
Leviathan vs. Heath Slater
Kingz_Undefeated vs. Mikey69xD
(Intercontinental Championship: Singles Match!)
Winner By Simulation: Leviathan
vs.
The Miz vs. The Big Show
Ryden78 vs. WorId-Champion
(World Title Shot Next Week: Singles Match)
Winner By Simulation: The Big Show
Main Event:
vs.
"The Viper" Randy Orton vs. Dolph Ziggler
Floodwater123 vs. Ryden78
(World Heavyweight Championship: Singles Match!)
Winner by Match Scheduling: Randy Orton
As Randy Orton's hand is raised, the celebration is cut short.
"Here Comes The Money" blares through the arena, as Orton turns around with a confused look on his face. Shane McMahon quickly makes his way down the ramp with a worried look across his face. Shane makes his way up the steps and takes a microphone. He enters the ring and tells Orton to hit the showers. As Orton leaves the ring with his title, Shane's music cuts off.
Shane McMahon: I know you weren't expecting this, but something happened earlier today that could change this company...
"Woah, woah, woah..."
John Laurinaitis hurries down the ramp with a microphone in hand. He enters the ring and looks on at Shane, wondering what this could be all about.
John Laurinaitis: Shane, look... if this has anything to do with me evaluating talent, I'm sure we can discuss this in a private setting.
Shane McMahon: Johnny, I could care less about your evaluations right now. What I care about is that fifty percent of Saturday Night's Main Event was purchased today, and I have no clue as to WHO bought it!
John Laurinaitis: I... I thought you owned one-hundred percent of this company, Shane?
Shane McMahon: I did... but I needed investors, so I sold off bits and pieces here and there.
The sound of a car crash shrieks through the arena, as the crowd pops! Mick Foley walks out on the stage with a wide smile across his face. As he looks around, Shane motions for the music to cut.
Shane McMahon: Mick... this isn't the time and place.
Mick Foley: Oh, but it is, Shane'O! You see... I'm not out here to get a cheap pop from these people here in Cedar Rapids!
The crowd goes nuts, and Foley winks at them.
Mick Foley: I'm out here to talk business, Shane. You see... while you and Johnny are running around like chickens with their heads cut off... I know who purchased half of this company.
Shane's eyes grow wide with shock.
Shane McMahon: You... you son of a bi-
Mick Foley: No, no, no! It wasn't me, Shane. You think I could afford to buy half of this company with what you pay me? Hah!
Shane McMahon: Then who is it? Tell me, Foley!
Mick Foley: Shane... I'm afraid I can;t do that. You see, I signed an agreement saying that I would not release the name of who it was that is now the fifty percent owner of Saturday Night's Main Event! But I can tell you this... it won't be long before they show their faces! Have a nice day!
As Foley's music blares through the arena, Shane kicks the ropes, pissed that he has no idea who the co-owner of this company is...
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