Rumble in the Jungle Results: 7/1/12

[John Laurinaitis]

SNME Presents: Rumble in the Jungle!
LIVE! From The American Airlines Arena in Miami, Florida!
7/1/12




As "Live To Rise" plays, the camera pans around the sold out American Airlines Arena in Miami, Florida! The thousands of fans that fill the arena are going nuts, as the camera passes by them. Signs for all the superstars are spotted, as fans show their loyalty to their favorites on the roster. As the camera cuts to the stage, we finally get a good glimpse of the set up. A giant tiger's head sits at the top of the ramp. As fog pours from it's nostrils, the eyes glow a deep orange. The mouth opens and closes, revealing its razor sharp teeth. Surrounding the tiger are trees and exotic plants found only deep within the jungles. As "Live To Rise" picks up, a growl bellows out from the tiger, and fireworks begin to shoot off. As the arena is lit up in different colors, the crowd is more intense than ever. The camera looks around at the fans sitting ringside, as it focuses on LeBron James, Dwayne Wade, Chris Bosh, and the rest of the NBA Championship winners, the Miami Heat! They all flash their championship rings, as the crowd is going wild! We are then welcome to the show, as the camera cuts to ringside with Joey Styles and Austin Owens!

Joey Styles: Welcome to Rumble in the Jungle! As always, I'm Joey Styles!

Austin Owens: And I'm Austin Owens!

Joey Styles: Is the American Airlines Arena packed, or what? This crowd is ready for some action, and we're going to give them just that!

Austin Owens: Joey, did you see them?

Joey Styles: See who?

Austin Owens: The Miami Heat! Look! They're right over there! The Champs, baby!

Joey Styles: Not much of a Miami Heat fan myself, but congratulations to them on defeated the Oklahoma Thunder in the NBA Finals!

Austin Owens: The big 3, baby! The big 3!

Joey Styles: Getting back on track... what a night we have in store, folks! Champions will be crowned, rivalries will be renewed, and all hell will break loose!

Austin Owens: What better place to crown champions than Miami, huh, Joey? This town is made for champions, baby!

Joey Styles: Tonight we will crown a Women's Champion, a No Holds Barred Champion, World Tag Team Champions, an Intercontinental Champion, and finally... a World Heavyweight Champion!

Austin Owens: And let's not forget about CM Punk and the Miz! It is going to be huge, Joey! Huge! Miz is going to shut that indy loser up for good!

Joey Styles: In your dreams, Austin! CM Punk is the best in the world! And Miz doesn't stand a chance in hell at beating him here tonight!

Austin Owens: Do you want to make a bet on that, Joey? Huh? Do you? I guarantee it... Miz walks out of the American Airlines Arena with a victory over CM Chump!

Joey Styles: I'm not a betting man... but you're on! If Miz wins, then I'll wear a dress for a month!

Joey Styles and Austin Owens shake hands to seal their bet, as the camera cuts to the ring.





Maryse's music blares through the American Airlines Arena, as the blonde bombshell steps out onto the stage. Knowing she is better than any other Diva this company has to offer, Maryse makes her way down the ramp and climbs the steps. As she walks across the apron, she grabs the ropes. She bends down and whips her hair back, as she stares deeply into the camera. As Maryse enters the ring, her music fades out...



A familiar tune blares through the arena, as boos begin to pour down from the crowd. The Glamazon Beth Phoenix walks out onto the stage, locking her eyes on her target, the Women's Championship that sits at ringside in a glass case. Beth makes her way down the ramp and climbs the steps. She climbs to the top rope, sitting on the top turnbuckle. Beth poses her hands in the air, and she suddenly flips back into the ring, as her music fades.



"Holla'" blares through the arena, as the crowd begins to cheer. As moments go by, Kelly doesn't look to be coming out. The lovely Eve Torres slowly steps out onto the stage with a microphone in hand, as Kelly's music fades out.

Eve: Ladies and gentlemen... unfortunately that little blonde slut... Kelly Kelly... is laying on her back somewhere backstage. Therefore, I am taking her place in this match!

Eve drops the microphone and makes her way down the ramp and climbs onto the apron. With a cocky smirk on her face, Eve ducks into the ring.



A laugh echos through the arena, as Trish's music begins to blare! The crowd is on fire, as one of their all-time favorite Divas steps out onto the stage. Trish throws her hands up, as she makes her way down the ramp. As she walks up the steps and ducks into the ring, she is blind sided by Maryse!



Maryse vs. Beth Phoenix vs. Kelly Kelly Eve vs. Trish Stratus
Ryden78 vs. Grobe15 vs. IBeautyLadyI vs. Floodwater123
(Fatal 4 Way: Women's Championship!)
(Which one of these beautiful bombshells will walk out as the first SNME Women's Champion?)


"Ding, ding, ding!"

Maryse hammers away on Trish, as Eve and Beth lock up! Beth uses her brute strength and shoves Eve back into the corner! Beth drives her shoulder into Eve's mid-section, as Maryse whips Trish into the corner. Maryse charges at Trish, but she moves out of the corner just in time! As Maryse staggers around, Trish nails her right in the face with a dropkick! Trish goes for a quick cover!

"One! Two! Beth dives in to break it up!"

Beth pulls Trish up and shoves her back into the corner. Beth begins to hammer away at her, driving her boot into her stomach! As Eve shakes off what Beth did to her, she takes notice. Maryse gets to her feet and notices this as well. Eve and Maryse spin Beth around and kick her in the stomach! Both of them hook her head and lift her up... double Vertical Suplex! Beth comes crashing down hard on the mat! As Eve and Maryse get up, Trish charges out of the corner with a double clothesline! Trish leaps onto Beth for a quick cover!

"One! Two! Beth kicks out!"

Beth shoves Trish off of her and gets to her feet. She pulls Eve up and knees her in the stomach! She lifts her up and drops her across her knee with a back breaker! As Eve rolls out of the ring in pain, Beth pulls Maryse to her feet. As Beth grabs a handful of hair, she suddenly gets the taste slapped out of her mouth by Maryse! As Beth spins around, she is nailed in the face with a Chick Kick from Trish! Eve rolls into the ring... Bulldog to Trish! As Eve gets up, Maryse catches her with the French Kiss! She pins her!

"One! Two! Three!"

Justin Roberts: Here is your winner and NEW Women's Champion... Marrrrrrryse!

Maryse's music blasts through the arena, as she gets to her feet. The referee grabs the Women's Championship from outside and extends it to Maryse, who snatches it away! With the title in her hands, Maryse rolls out of the ring. She slowly backs her way up the ramp, as she raises the title high. As Maryse reaches the top of the ramp, the lights slowly dim, as an eerie video begins to play...



With the evil cackling shrieking through the arena, Maryse rushes to the back to get to a safe place.

Joey Styles: Wha... what in the hell was that?

Austin Owens: I got no idea, Joey, but it is freaking me out! That's for sure. Maryse and the rest of the Divas better keep an eye out.





"Smoke and Mirrors" blares through the American Airlines Arena, as the crowd begins to boo. Slowly walking out onto the stage, Cody Rhodes appears. He wears a hooded vest and quickly removes the hood to reveal his "Dashing" good looks. Rhodes smiles his trademark smile and makes his way to the ring to await his opponents.



"One Man Band" blares shreds through the speakers, as the ginger haired Heath Slater steps out onto the stage. With a wide smile across his face, Heath looks out at the thousands of fans that fill the arena. His eyes glaze over in amazement, as he points to Cody Rhodes in the ring and heads down the ramp, playing a little air guitar! Heath quickly rolls into the ring and climbs to the middle rope. Heath throws his hands up, as he poses for the fans. As Heath climbs down, he takes his place in his corner, a she awaits the last competitor in the match to make his way out.



"Here To Show The World" blares through the arena, as the crowd begins to boo. The Showoff Dolph Ziggler slowly makes his way out onto the stage with an arrogant smile across his face. Ziggler runs his hands over his wet hair and flicks the water off of his hands right into the camera that looks on at him. Ziggler slowly makes his way down the ramp, mocking the fans and telling them just how perfect he is. Ziggler slides into the ring and pulls off his pink Showoff shirt and throws it to the outside. As Ziggler takes his place in his corner, he mocks both of his opponents as if they are merely nothing compared to him.



Dolph Ziggler vs. Heath Slater vs. Cody Rhodes
Koalas16 vs. Mikey69xD vs. Noistalgic
(Extreme Rules Triple Threat: No Holds Barred Championship #1 Contendership!)
(Which one of these rising stars will be able to walk out with a guaranteed shot at the No Holds Barred Championship?)


"Ding, ding, ding!"

All three men look around, contemplating their first move. Slater steps into the middle of the ring, belting out his catchphrase!

Heath Slater: One maaaaaaaan, southern rock baaaaaaand!

As Slater finishes, he is suddenly caught off guard by Cody Rhodes. Rhodes hammers away at him, driving him back into the corner! Ziggler comes up from behind Rhodes and snatches him down, smashing Rhodes neck down on his knee! As Rhodes rolls away, Ziggler begins to put the boots to Slater, driving them right into his stomach! With Rhodes recovering on the outside leaving Dolph and Slater in the ring. Rhodes digs around under the ring for weapons on the outside while Slater gets to his feet and turns to face Ziggler only to be caught with a springboard clothesline from Dolph. Dolph covers!

"1! No!"

Slater kicks out and Ziggler wastes little time, going right back to work on Heath and locking him in a rear chin lock. Dolph begins to wear down Slater until Cody slides in and breaks up the hold. Rhodes kicks Ziggler and turns his attention to Slater. Rhodes hits a hard knee drop on Heath. Cody gets to his feet and is rolled up by Ziggler!

"1! No!"

Rhodes kicks out at the count of one and reverses into a roll up of his own!

"1! 2-No!"

Slater breaks up the count! Rhodes is furious and charges at Slater only to be caught with Sweetness! Heath covers!

"1! 2! 3-No!"

Slater looks frustrated and is demanding that the referee count faster and is simply told the ref is doing his job. Ziggler rolls to the outside and has made it to his feet on the outside. Slater ducks his head under the top rope to grab hold of Ziggler only to be caught with a huge shot with a chair by Dolph! Slater wobbles in the ring. Dolph quickly joins him inside and charges to the ropes but gets hit with a clothesline by Rhodes. Ziggler hits the mat hard as Cody signals for the Alabama Slam. Dolph stands up and gets lifted onto Cody’s shoulders as Slater catches Rhodes from behind with the another Sweetness! Heath covers!


"1! 2! NO!"

Ziggler breaks up the fall and quickly throws Rhodes from the ring. Dolph then turns to the fallen Slater and locks in the Sleeper Hold submission. Heath screams in pain as the referee watches intently. Slater is about to tap and just as his hand hits the mat Cody drills the referee with a Beautiful Disaster kick! Ziggler releases the submission thinking he has won. Dolph notices the fallen referee just in time to see Rhodes come off the ropes and catch Cody mid-flight with a huge dropkick! Rhodes is crumpled on the mat and Ziggler again locks in the Sleeper Hold this time on Rhodes! Slater looks to break up the submission with a springboard splash, but Dolph rolls out of the way at the last second leaving Rhodes to take a misplaced knee to the face. Slater staggers to his feet and gets drilled with a Zig Zag! Ziggler covers!

"1! 2! 3!"

Justin Roberts: Here is your winner and the number one contender for the No Holds Barred Championship, Dolph Ziggler!

"Here To Show The World" blares through the American Airlines Arena, as the crowd is in shock that Ziggler pulled off the big win! He has earned a shot at the No Holds Barred Championship! As Ziggler rolls out of the ring, he throws his hands up, celebrating his big victory and future title shot.

Austin Owens: Ziggler came up big tonight! And for doing so... he has earned himself a shot at the No Holds Barred Championship!

Joey Styles: He sure did, Austin! He caught both Rhodes and Slater off guard, and came up huge!





"My Time Is Now" blares through the arena, as the thousands of people filling the arena jump to their feet! John Cena comes charging out onto the stage, dressed for battle, pointing to the ring! As Cena takes off down the ramp, he slides into the ring. Cena throws his hands up, as the crowd cheers for him. He then pulls his hat off and tosses it into the crowd along with his shirt.



"Can You Dig It?!?" blares through the arena, as the crowd roars with cheers. Booker T comes out onto the stage, fired up for his match here tonight! As Booker T walks across the stage, his throws his hands up, causing flames to shoot up across the stage behind him! As the flames die down, Booker points to the ring and makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans that reach out over the barricade for a high-five. Booker T jogs up the steps and walks across the apron. He quickly ducks under the top rope and enters the ring. Booker drops to his knee and raises his hand up in front of his face. He stares deeply at his hand, as he starts to shake. Booker suddenly spins around on his shoulders... Spin-a-rooni! As Booker gets back to his feet, he begins to pace the ring, waiting on the referee to ring the bell.



John Cena vs. Booker T
im_the_best_99 vs. IM-AWESOME1221
(Singles Match!)
(Will Booker T be able to pick up the victory in order to guarantee him the match he wants with the Viper?)


"Ding, ding, ding!"

As the crowd is roaring, Booker T begins to feed off of them. He steps into the middle of the ring and drops to one knee. Booker raises his hand, staring right at it, as it starts to shake. Booker T suddenly gets all bug-eyed, feeling the crowd. He spins around on his shoulders! Spin-a-rooni! As Booker T spins back to his knee, Cena suddenly snatches him up onto his shoulders... FU! Cena covers him!

"One! Two! Three!"

Justin Roberts: Here is your winner... Joooohn Ceeeeena!

Cena jumps up to his feet, as he throws his Word Life hand sign up in the air! The crowd is in complete shock. They all thought Booker T couldn't be taken down so easily, but he was. Booker T slowly comes to his senses. He looks up from the mat, wondering what in the hell just happened. Booker slowly gets up, shaking off the FU. He staggers around, using the ropes to hold himself up. As the crowd is laughing at him, Booker T looks utterly pissed off. He begins to yell at the fans, calling them names. As Booker backs up, he is spun around. John Cena hoists him up onto his shoulders again. Booker's eyes are wide with fear, as Cena walks over to the ropes. FU! FU! FU! Booker T is suddenly FU'ed out of the ring, and he crashes down to the floor with a thud! The crowd is on fire, as Cena throws his hands up once more. He beckons for a microphone, as the crowd quiets down.

John Cena: Yo, yo, yo! Listen up for a minute! Paul Heyman! John Laurinaitis! I know y'all are sittin' there in the back listenin'... So listen up and hear me loud and clear. This chump Booker T... just got took to school. You name anyone you got in the back... I pity the fool! I'm looking for one thing, fellas... and that's gold! And if I don't see my name on the list of shots... What just happened right here... is comin' for you... ten fold!

Cena drops the mic, as "Word Life" blares through the speakers. The crowd is in shock, and Cena has made his goal clear for everyone to see now.

Austin Owens: You think Booker T is ok, Joey?

Joey Styles: Uhh... I don't know, Austin, but he took a big fall getting FU'ed out of the ring like that. After being embarrassed like that I wouldn't want to show my face around here anymore.

Austin Owens: Well, folks, it looks like up next we're gonna see something huge! Triple H takes on Stone Col Steve Austin!

Joey Styles: Austin and Triple H crossed paths last week, but there was no winner in that tag match. This week one of these men will walk out with a victory!





"King of Kings" blares through the arena, as the crowd erupts. As a green hue covers the arena, a spotlight shines down on the stage. "The Game" Triple H steps into the spotlight, his hair dripping wet. In his hand, he holds a bottle of water. He slowly looks up, puffing his chest out and spitting a mouthful of water into a fine mist. Triple H makes his way down the ramp and stops as he reaches the ring. He looks around, from left to right. He takes in the crowd that is going wild for Rumble in the Jungle. Triple H walks over to the right side of the ring, taking one last big sip of water. He tosses the bottle into the crowd and climbs up onto the apron. As he stands on the center of the apron, he lowers his head and rests his arms at his side. In time with the music, he looks up and flexes his arms by his side. Triple H spits the water high into the air above him into a mist that floats through the air. Triple H then steps into the ring and begins to pace it, as he awaits his opponent.



Glass shatters through the arena, and the fans instantly go into a frenzy! They all jump up and down, anticipating the arrival of a wrestling legend, the "Texas Rattlesnake". Austin comes out from behind the curtains in his wrestling gear and vest, and strides down to the ring with an intense look on his face. Fans try to reach out and touch him on his way down the ramp, but he just keeps walking. He climbs up the steps and enters the ring and proceeds to all four corners to do his signature taunt on the turnbuckles while the crowd roars. He finishes at the last corner and climbs down. Austin pulls off his vest, as he stares a hole through Triple H.



"The Game" Triple H vs. "Stone Cold" Steve Austin
XNexus619xX vs. fullybaked63
(Falls Count Anywhere!)
(Austin has been raising hell as of late! Will Triple H be able to calm him down and cut the Rattlesnake's head off?)


"Ding, ding, ding!"

Austin and Triple H slowly step forward, mouthing off at eachother. Triple H points to himself, telling Austin that this match is his, and he stands no chance. Austin merely laughs in Triple H's face before giving him the bird with both hands! Triple H kicks Austin in the gut! He shoves him back, and the fight is on! Austin blocks a right hand! He comes out of the corner and shoves Triple H back into it! Austin is going to town, pummeling Triple H with huge rights and lefts! As Triple H starts to sink down in the corner, Austin begins to put the boots to him, stomping him down into the corner! Austin pulls Triple H up to his feet and whips him across the ring... No! Triple H reverses it, whipping Austin and pulling him back into a huge spine buster! Austin rolls in pain, but he is quickly back to his feet. Both men meet in the center of the ring, where they begin to exchange lefts and rights, hitting harder with each punch thrown! Spit flies everywhere, as these long time rivals, battle! Austin throws his hand up, blocking Triple H! He kicks him in the gut! Stone Cold Stunner! Stunner! Triple H flops around on the mat, and the crowd is going nuts! Before Austin can pin him, Triple H rolls out of the ring. He shakes off the Stunner and paces around the outside for a moment before sliding back in! The Texas Rattlesnake and the Game begin to trade right hands once again in the center of the ring, as a slobber knocker ensues! The lights suddenly cut out...



Flames erupt from the stage, as a red hue haunts the American Airlines Arena. As massive monster stomps out onto the stage, his face covered by an iron mask. His long, black, wet hair hangs over his shoulders, as he makes his way down the ramp. Austin and Triple H look on, as if they are seeing a ghost. The monster of a man pulls on his glove, as he stands in front of the ring. He reaches up, grabbing the top rope. He pulls himself up and steps clear over the top rope. Austin and Triple H look on, wondering who the hell this monster could be... he looks all too familiar with them. He suddenly reaches out, grabbing each of them by the throat. He squeezes tightly, choking them both and cutting their air off. With his brute strength, he lifts them up... Double Chokeslam!!! Both men are slammed to the mat by this monster of a man that stands before them. As he looks down at their fallen bodies, he tilts his head from side to side. He slowly reaches up, grabbing the iron mask that covers his face. With one swift movement, he pulls it off, revealing himself to the world...



The crowd is in shock, seeing Kane for the first time in an SNME ring. No one knows what to think about him destroying Austin and Triple H like he just did.

Joey Styles: There is a monster on the loose, folks! And his name is Kane! Hide your kids, hide your wife! There is no telling what kind of chaos will be going on with Kane in SNME now!

Kane slowly backs up the ropes, hooking his arms on the top one. He flips back, exiting the ring. As Austin and Triple H slowly come to their senses, Kane makes his way up the ramp and to the back. Austin and Triple H slowly roll out of the ring and make their way to the back beside the stage, as the next match is coming up right away.



Joey Styles: Folks, we are moments away from crowning another champion here tonight!

Austin Owens: Oh man, I can't wait for this one! It is gonna be huge, Joey! No rules, baby!



"Coming Home" blares through the arena! Fog shoots up from the stage, as the "Rated R Superstar" Edge comes running through it. With his trenchcoat hanging down his back, Edge runs from one side of the stage to the other. Edge looks out into the crowd, getting them fired up for his match here tonight. Edge begins to make his way down the ramp, before stopping halfway down. Edge throws his fists up, as fireworks explode in the air behind him! Edge takes off running down the ramp and slides into the ring and across the mat. As he gets up, he runs his hands through his long blonde hair and runs to the corner. Edge leaps up to the middle rope and looks out into the sea of fans packing the American Airlines Arena here in Miami, Florida! As Edge climbs down, he motions for a microphone. As one is handed to him, he motions for his music to cut.

Edge: I am the Rated R Superstar! And of all you pathetic fat lards who are considered fans can boo me all you want because when I leave here, I'm going to be flying in my own private jet to my mansion living the good life and enjoying all your money you spend to come see me compete in this ring! It makes you all jealous you don't have half the talent I have, doesn't it? You people work for fast food places and clean toilet bowls for a living just to pay to come see me... The Rated R Superstar... Edge!

The crowd begins to roar with boos, as Edge smiles. Hating him even more than before, the crowd begins to chant, "Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up!"

Edge: How about all of you morons shut the fuck up, huh? Tonight I show you all why they call me the Rated R Superstar when I face your beloved Rocky! And Rock, I hope you're listening, cause I'm gonna rip that ridiculous eye brow off that face of yours... turn that sum-bitch side ways... shine it up reaaaaaal nice... and shove it straight up your candy ass! Then... I'm gonna beat you like the bitch you are, Rocky!



"Electrifying" blares through the sold out American Airlines Arena, as the crowd goes insane! The Rock comes through the curtain blazing a hole through the ring with an intense stare. Rock looks around the arena at the thousands... and thousands of fans that fill the building. He then heads down the ramp, slapping the hand of a lucky fan every now and then. Rock quickly jogs up the steps and climbs the turnbuckle. As he stands on the middle rope, he looks out into the sea of fans chanting, "Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!" Rock raises his eyebrow and throws his arm up into the air. Flashes go off all around the arena, capturing the Rock in his trademark pose. The Rock hops over the ropes and into the ring, as the lights return to normal. Rock paces back and fourth, as he waits for the referee to call for the bell.



"Rated R Superstar" Edge vs. The Rock
Save_us_pawn99 vs. Tru_LegendKiller
(Extreme Rules: No Holds Barred Championship!)
(Will Edge or Rock be able to take things to the extreme and walk out with the No Holds Barred Championship?)


"Ding, ding, ding!

Rock and Edge begin to circle each other in the ring before both me decide to run to the outside of the ring and grab Kendo Sticks from underneath the ring.

Austin Owens: Looks like both men had a similar idea to start out this matchup, let's see who can wield the Kendo stick the best!

Rock and Edge get back into the ring, and each tries to hit the other with the Kendo Stick... Each swing gets wilder and harder toward the opponent, until finally Edge is first to land a blow on Rock.

Edge starts delivering hard shot after hard shot with the Singapore Cane on The Rock. Edge drops the Kendo Stick and goes to the outside and grabs a chair.

Edge comes back into the ring with the chair in hand and stalks The Rock... Edge goes to lift the chair high over his head to smack The Rock with it, but Rock at the last moment picks up the Kendo Stick on the mat and smacks Edge in the leg with it causing Edge to drop the Chair!

The Rock regains control of the matchup and whips Edge into the ropes... Spinbuster by The Rock onto the Chair! The Rock makes a quick cover...

1... 2... No! Kickout at 2!

Edge kicks out at 2, with Rock getting ready to set up for The People's Elbow... Rock goes bouncing off the ropes, but Edge rolls to the outside before Rock can connect with the elbow.

Rock chases Edge outside and gets met with a hard shot to the gut... Edge whips Rock into the stairs with authority! Edge grabs a table from under the ring...

Crowd: We want tables! We want tables!

Edge takes the table back into the ring and sets it up against the corner... Edge then goes back to the outside and grabs The Rock to throw him back into the ring...

Edge motions for Rock to get up and delivers a huge Edgecution DDT on The Rock. Edge goes for the cover...

1... 2... No! Rock Kicks out at 2!

Edge looks livid at Rock kicking out, and whips Rock into the corner... The Rock is set up against the table... Edge looks ready to set up The Rock for the Spear...

At the last moment The Rock dodges Edge! Edge's momentum sends him straight through the table set up in the corner... The Rock quickly capitalizes on the opportunity... ROCK BOTTOM on Edge! The Rock covers Edge..

1... 2... 3! Ding Ding Ding!

Justin Roberts: Here is your winner... and new NHB Champion... THE ROCK!



The Rock celebrates with the title in the center of the ring. As he celebrates Dolph Ziggler comes out onto the stage and stares at The Rock...

Joey Styles: Oh man, The Rock had a big victory here tonight, but with Dolph Ziggler looming on the horizon, can The Brahma Bull remain on top of the No Holds Barred Mountaintop?

[Brock Lesnar]

As we cut to the back, Josh Matthews is seen standing before the camera ready to interview someone.

Josh Matthews: What a show we have had so far tonight! Up next we have a historic battle that has been brought to a head tonight, as Kevin Nash will do battle with the Legendary Undertaker in a grueling Last Man Standing Match!

The crowd begins to cheer about the match.

Josh Matthews: Introducing my guest at this time, he is the Big Sexy, Giant Killer, Kevin Nash!

Kevin Nash: Thank you, Josh. As for you ,Undertaker, tonight I will destroy your legacy. You have been ranting about my best friend Shawn Michaels for weeks now. Well, big man, maybe you should be more focused on your opponent... Me!

The crowd begins to roar with chants of, "You suck! You suck! You suck!"

Josh Matthews: Well, Mr. Nash, how do you feel about this Last Man Standing Match and finally getting your revenge on the Undertaker from your WrestleMania 12 loss?

Kevin Nash: This Last Man Standing Match doesn't scare me one bit. I'm a real man and not some fake Deadman like the Undertaker. As for my revenge... Well, for starters that WrestleMania was a fluke because we all know that Big Sexy was not at his best, and tonight you will all see what I am capable of. So tonight, Undertaker, I will be the one to put you down and make you Rest In Peace!

Kevin Nash stares into the camera with anger in his eyes as the camera fades waiting for the next match.





The lights suddenly shut off. A purple hue covers the arena, as fog begins to pour out of the stage. A shadowy figure emerges from the stage, covered in a trench coat as black as the night. With his head covered by a cowboy hat, the Undertaker slowly makes his way down the ramp. As he nears the ring, he turns to the right, heading for the steps. He slowly makes his way up the steps, bringing the lights back to normal. The Undertaker ducks into the ring and stares right into the camera with his rolled back eyes. He removes his hat, followed by his coat, as the crowd is fired up for this match.



With a smile on his face, Nash steps out onto the stage. He is dressed for action in his all red ring gear. Wearing a throwback nWo Wolfpack t-shirt, Nash makes his way down the ramp. As Nash reaches the ring, he reaches up, grabbing the top rope. Nash pulls himself up onto the apron. Nash raises his right hand high in the air, doing the trademark Wolfpack sign with his hand. With his giant legs, Nash steps over the top rope and enters the ring. As Nash pulls his shirt off and tosses it into the crowd, his music slowly fades out.



"Big Daddy Cool" Kevin Nash vs. The Undertaker
Cshep19 vs. Brammax
(Last Man Standing!)
(Can Diesel get revenge on his loss to the Undertaker at Wrestlemania these many years past? Or will the Phenom put Big Daddy Cool in his grave?)


Ding, ding, ding!"

Nash quickly charges at Undertaker bringing Taker down with a hard clothesline. Kevin quickly goes to work on Undertaker's arm with a couple of stomps. Nash goes outside and gets a chair, but when Nash reenters the ring he is caught by a high knee from the the Undertaker. This time Undertaker has the advantage and goes to work on Kevin with a couple of stomps. The Deadman then connects with a couple of chair shots to Nash's head. The referee begins to count!

"1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6!"

Nash gets up at a count of six and Undertaker charges in, but he is reversed and thrown over the top rope. Nash moves over to the apron and hits a hard double axe handle on Undertaker. Nash picks him up and slings the Undertaker face first into the steel steps over and over. Finally after Kevin stops the referee begins to count!

"1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8!"

The Undertaker staggers to his feet at the count of eight and Nash picks him up and looks to finish him with a Jacknife Powerbomb, but Taker counters with a DDT right onto the metal steps. Without letting the ref count Undertaker picks up Nash and delivers a Chokeslam onto the metal steps. The ref starts the count!

"1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9!"

The Undertaker makes it to his feet at the count of nine and Nash is waiting to go in for the kill and tries to deliver his signature big boot, but Taker avoids it and goes foot first into the ring post. While Nash is holding his leg The Undertaker goes under the ring and pulls out a cheese grater. Taker then goes to the corner and runs the grater up and down Nash's back just tearing Nash's back to shreds. Finally Nash throws a kick at Taker which finds its mark and gets him to stagger back. The Undertaker rushes at Nash and tries to connect with his own big boot but is countered with a side walk slam. Nash then picks up the Undertaker and Irish whips him into the baracade!

Nash then goes down to one knee overwhelmed by the blood loss, but finally crawls out to his feet. Undertaker suckers Kevin into trying to pick him up and hits Nash with a low blow. The Undertaker then picks up Nash and tries to deliver a Last Ride onto the announce table but is countered. Nash sees the opportunity to strike and delivers a Jacknife Powerbomb onto the table sending it into a million pieces. The ref begins to count!

"1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10!"

"Ding, Ding, Ding"

Justin Roberts: Here is your winner, Big Sexy Kevin Nash!

As Nash lays back against the ring apron, the referee raises his hand. Nash slowly looks around the crowd, who are bitter at him for putting Taker through the table and getting revenge on him after all these years. Nash slowly limps around the ring to the ramp, blood covering his back. Nash slowly walks up the ramp, eyeing the Undertaker, as he suddenly sits up from the rubble. As the camera focuses on Taker's face, he rolls his eyes back into his head, revealing the whites of his eyes. The lights suddenly begin to flicker, as the crowd seems to be scared. As the lights are all off, a lightning bolt strikes the rubble that the Undertaker sits on. As the lights slowly flicker on, he is nowhere to be seen. Nash stands at the top of the ramp wondering where in the hell Taker has gone.





Joey Styles: Ladies and gentlemen, we are glad to announce that our next pay--per-view will be Seven Deadly Sins! And it will be live from Las Vegas, Nevada!

Austin Owens: I can't wait to go to Vegas, baby! And remember... what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!





The Celtic Warrior's theme blares through the arena, as he stomps out onto the steel stage. Sheamus pounds on his chest and throws his arms out to the side, as he lets out a yell. The crowd beckons him with boos, not wanting to see him at all. As Sheamus looks to the ring, he eyes the Intercontinental Championship that sits in a glass case at ringside. As he makes his way down the ramp, he shoves fans' hands away and snatches a sign from one of them. As he looks at the sign making fun of his pale skin, he rips it into pieces and throws it back in the fan's face. Sheamus walks up the steps and ducks under the top rope. As he enters the ring, he throws his arms out to the side once more, and lets out a battle cry. As Sheamus takes his place in the corner, he awaits his opponent.



Drums pound through the arena, as the crowd begins to cheer and boo. "The Heart Break Kid" Shawn Michaels comes spinning out onto the stage, looking fired up for his match. As both cheers and boos rain down on him from the crowd, Shawn makes his way down the ramp, pointing to himself and signaling that he will soon be the World Heavyweight Champion. Shawn climbs up the steps and spins across the apron. He ducks under the top rope and enters the ring. As Shawn dances in the center of the ring, he pulls off his entrance vest and chaps and tosses them to the outside. Shawn pulls on the ropes and stands in his corner, as the lights return to normal. As Shawn stands in his corner, he eyes the Intercontinental Championship, remembering all the times in the past that he has battled for that very title.



"HBK" Shawn Michaels vs. "The Celtic Warrior" Sheamus
Blizz5307 vs. tonofphun
(Intercontinental Championship!)
(Can Sheamus or Shawn Michaels reboud from their loss in the Semi-Finals and capture the Intercontinental Championship?)


"Ding, ding, ding!"

Michaels and Sheamus stand across the ring from one another, ready to get things started. Shawn motions Sheamus on, daring him to step forward. They lock up! Sheamus shoves Michaels back, sending him flying back into the corner on his ass! Michaels pulls himself up to his feet with the ropes and looks pissed. They go to lock up again, and HBK ducks underneath and nails Sheamus in the back of the head with a forearm! Shawn spins him around and whips him into the corner... no! Sheamus reverses it, sending Michaels into the corner hard, causing him to flip upside down and over the ropes!

As Shawn stands on the ropes, Sheamus charges at him. Shawn grabs Sheamus' head, snatching him down and hanging his throat across the top rope! Sheamus staggers back, gasping for air. Shawn slides back in and delivers a hard xhop across Sheamus' white chest! Chop after chop, Sheamus' chest turns deeper shades of red with each one! Sheamus finally throws his hand up, blocking HBK's chop. Sheamus knees him in the gut! As Shawn doubles over, Sheamus hammers down hard on Shawn's back with a double axe handle! Shawn's knees buckle, and he collapses to the mat. Sheamus begins to stomp Shawn into a mudhole, but he quickly rolls out of the ring, getting away from the Celtic Warrior. Shawn paces around the outside, contemplating what to do next. Sheamus wastes no time and goes to the outside. Shawn runs around the ring, as Sheamus chases him... Shawn slides in, and Sheamus follows him in... Sweet Chin Music! Shawn covers him...

"One! Two! Thr-Sheamus kicks out!"

Shawn slaps the mat in frustration, but he gets to his feet and paces around, as he waits for Sheamus to get to his feet. As Sheamus gets to his feet, Shawn charges at him for a flying forearm... Sheamus catches Shawn... He tosses him over his head with a release belly to belly suplex! Sheamus snatches Shawn up and lifts him up... He drops him down on his kneee with a backbreaker! Shawn squirms in pain, but he pulls himself up with the ropes. As Shawn turns around, Sheamus comes running at him... Brogue Kick... No! Shawn ducks under it, causing Sheamus to get hung up on the top rope! Shawn grabs the rope and begins to bounce the crotched Sheamus on it, causing him to scream in utter pain!

Shawn finally lets go of the rope, as Sheamus falls off to the mat. As Sheamus lays on his back holding himself, Shawn goes up top... The crowd is on fire, as Shawn leaps off... Flying Elbow Drop! Shawn lays over Sheamus for the cover...

"One! Two! Thre-Sheamus kicks out!"

Shawn once again slaps the mat in anger, but he gets right up to his feet. He walks over tot he corner and begins to stomp his foot, tuning up the band. Sheamus slowly gets to his feet, staggering around. Shawn shoots out of the corner... Sweet Chin Mus... Brogue Kick! Brogue Kick! Sheamus ducked underneath Sweet Chin Music and caught HBK out of nowhere! Sheamus covers him...

"One! Two! Three........... NO! HBK kicks out!"

Sheamus begins to yell at the referee, accusing him of counting slow. Sheamus grabs the referee by the shirt and shoves him back into the corner. The crowd begins to roar, as Kevin Nash and Triple H begin to make their way down the ramp. Triple H leaps up onto the apron, as Nash tosses Michaels something. Shawn wraps what looks to be a steel plate on the bottom of his boot, as he lays in the corner. As Triple H distracts the referee, Shawn finally gets the plate set right. As Sheamus turns around, Shawn nails him... Sweet Chin Music! Sheamus collapses to the mat, as Shawn dives on top of him for the pin. The referee dives into position to make the count...

"One! Two! Three!"

Justin Roberts: Here is your winner and Intercontinental Champion... The Heart Breeeeak Kid Shaaaaaawn Michaels!

Nash grabs the Intercontinental Championship from the glass case and slides it in to Shawn. HBK grabs the title and raises it high in the air. As Nash and Hunter join him in the ring, Nash pulls Sheamus up. He then shoves him out of the ring through the ropes, allowing Shawn to prance around the ring with the title in his hands.

Joey Styles: There he is, folks... the Intercontinental Champion, Shawn Michaels!

Austin Owens: Oh, man! This makes me feel like we're back in the 90's!

Joey Styles: That it does, Austin! Well, folks, up next it is time to see John Laurinaitis hand over the World Tag Team championships!





A familiar song blares through the American Airlines Arena, as the crowd begins to roar with boos. As the spotlight shines down on the stage, Head of Talent Relations John Laurinaitis appears. On each shoulder he carries the World Tag Team Championships.

Joey Styles: Man, oh man, does Laurinaitis' face look red... He clearly doesn't want this championship celebration to go down.

Austin Owens: Yea, well tonight he's gotta suck it up and hand over the SNME Tag Team Championship to the... Oh I am not going to say it... I'm a broadcast journalist damn it... Christian and CM Punk!

Joey Styles: You mean "The CoC"?

Austin Owens: Yea we all know who they are, so let's get this little "celebration" underway.

As John Laurinaitis enters the ring, the camera focuses in on John Laurinaitis with microphone in hand... Laurinaitis addresses the capacity crowd in attendance.

John Laurinaitis: Ladies and Gent...

Laurinaitis is interrupted by the titantron going off...



"Close Your Eyes" blares through the arena, as the crowd begins to roar with cheers for one half of the CoC! As Christian walks out onto the stage, he places his hand over his eyes, looking out into the crowd. With a smirk on his face, he begins to make his way down the ramp, his eyes gleaming at the sight of gold. Christian makes his way up the steps and ducks under the top rope. As Christian stands before Ace, his eyes the titles, smiling a mile wide. He then points to the stage, as his music cuts off to the sound of static...



As Living Colour's classic guitar riff blasts over the speakers, fans in the arena create perhaps the loudest ovation we've heard all night! The roof is nearly blown off the building as CM Punk makes his way onto the staging area, mouthing "WOW!" as he hears the reaction to his music. Punk is adorned in his white "Best in the World" T-Shirt and black and yellow wrestling gear. Punk takes a knee on the staging area, grazing the steel grate below him with his fingers before bringing his wrist to his ear as a certain Rattlesnake might before bringing both hands to his mouth and shouting at the top of his lungs "Championship Time!" before making his way to the ringside area. Punk stops at the foot of the ramp staring at Ace in the ring with the titles, knowing that tonight he will be handed the world Tag Team Championships. Punk flashes a devilsh grin as fans boom once more in anticipation to see the CoC handed the titles, as the camera pans around, showing the various CM Punk signs in the crowd before focusing on one that reads "Suck the C.o.C.!". Punk has entered the ring as cameras refocus on him and he is staring out at the raucous audience that is screaming his name before looking Johnny Ace right in the eyes.

John Laurinaitis: As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted...

Ace is suddenly cut off again, as the crowd begins to roar with a nasty chant directed right at him.

"Suck the CoC! Suck the CoC! Suck the CoC!"

Ace looks pissed as ever, as the fans roar with laughter.

John Laurinaitis: Stop it! There will be no sucking of the C.o.C.! That is vulgar, and it will not be tolerated! I will have security personally escort anyone heard chanting that for the remainder of the night! Now... as I was saying. My name is John Laurinaitis. I am the Head of Talent Relations! I am out here to go through with an agreement I made on All Stars last week. That agreement was that if CM Punk and Christian were to defeat the Miz and Batista, I would personally hand them the World Tag Team Championships at Rumble in the Jungle! As you all saw... they did defeat Miz and Batista. So therefore, I am forced to do this. I am forced to hand these titles over to this disgrace of a team... the C.o.C. CM Punk... Christian... here are your titles.

Ace extends the titles out, offering them to Punk and Christian.



Laurinitis stalls, the titles mere inches from the C.o.C.'s eager clutches. "The Chick Magnet" strides on to the stage, his usual designer suit missing. Instead of the usual Gucci or Armani, Mizanin wears a simple black short-sleeved t-shirt with a graphic of a suit jacket and tie, and specially-embroidered trunks. "The Grand Mizard of Lust" holds a microphone in his hand and smirks at the scene before him. Mizanin is passed a microphone from a stagehand. Like usual, the microphone is a defunct WWE piece with the symbol flipped upside down in Miz's signature emblem. Mike raises the mic to his mouth, and has one question for The President of Talent Relations, Mr. People Power himself, John Laurinitis.


Mike "The Miz" Mizanin: REALLY?!

The thousands packed in the arena for the Rumble in the Jungle pour out their hatred for the oozing stench that is The Miz's awesomeness.

Mike "The Miz" Mizanin: Really?! Really? Mr. Laurinitis, respectfully, you're making a HUGE mistake. I understand keeping your word, but these two--these--these hooligans are the WORST possible representatives for champions that I've ever seen! They're rude, they're uncouth, they're--they're making a mockery of you and this company! Sir, c'mon! They're anti-People Power! The only reason--and I mean the ONLY reason--that they won last week was that Punk desecrated my $6,000 suit! Look at those grimy fingers that you're about to let steal those belts from you.

"Ace" glances down at Punk's heavily-inked knuckles and swallows shakily.

Mike "The Miz" Mizanin: The fact is this: I had Christian set up to taste the mat and Punk illegally hopped off of the apron, grabbed my jacket, and proceeded to ruin it by placing it on his greasy, inked-up body.

Mizanin now speaks directly to Punk.

Mike "The Miz" Mizanin: I had to burn that entire three-piece, you asshole!

Miz coughs and moves to readjust his tie before remembering that it's painted on. He tries to play off the action by rubbing his chin, but thousands of voices crack in laughter. The camera cuts to Laurinaitis.

John Laurinaitis: Miz, I don't like this any more than you do, but I made an oath that if these men won their match against you, no matter how, then I would give hand-deliver these men the tag team title belts. So Miz, I'm sorry, but these men--

Laurinaitis passes the belts to "The Second City Saint" and "The Captain of Charisma" here.

John Laurinitis: --are the new Saturday Night Main Event Tag Team Champions.

The crowd roars with applause as Laurinitis passes the titles. Miz starts shouting incoherently as he tries to cut through the noise.

Mike "The Miz" Mizanin: Sir--SI--SIR!--SHUT UP!

"The Awesome One" cracks through the cheers with a sharp stinging remark.

Mike "The Miz" Mizanin: When someone better than you is talking, you shut up and listen. As I was--

The recent remarks have the audience releasing their hatred on the Miz yet again. Miz glares around at the audience and says through clenched teeth.

Mike "The Miz" Mizanin: --as I was saying... Ace, if you can't keep the titles off of those ingrates, than let me. Mr. Laurinitis, tonight, I'm going to beat that pierced, tattooed, greasy little Punk next to you. And I ask you now, that when I do, for a tag team title match on the next Brawl 4 All with a partner of MY choosing... Me and my partner will bring legitimacy to the tag team division--and yes, I do have a partner in mind. So what do you say, Mr. Laurinitis?

Cameras return to Laurinitis yet again. Ace is looking out over the ramp at Miz, nodding his head thoughtfully.

John Laurinitis: I think that's a great idea! If Miz defeats CM Punk tonight, then The Miz and a tag team partner of his choosing will face the C.o.C. on the next show! Now for you two--

John Laurinitis turns to address the C.o.C.--right into a smack in the face, with a title belt, no less! Christian coils back from the strike as the fans in attendance leap to their feet in approval. Laurinitis tumbles out of the ring. The Miz blasts down the ramp and kneels to assist the Head of Talent Relations' side.

Joey Styles: Oh my God! Oh my GOD!

Austin Owens: That is despicable!

Mizanin helps Laurinaitis to his feet, and Johnny "Ace" starts screaming for security for Christian. "Get that bastard out of my ring!" Christian looks over at Punk who shrugs with a smirk. Christian winks at him and mouths "Watch this!" Eight security guards come scrambling down the ramp to grab "Captain Charisma". They stall at the ring to be sure Laurinaitis is alright.

Out of nowhere, Christian comes flying over the top rope, leveling four or five security guards, as well as Miz and Laurinaitis! The entirety of the arena resume their screams for the C.o.C., and chants of "Suck the CoC!" resume with tremulous results. The security guards who weren't laid out by Christian's huge crossbody drag Christian to his feet. Despite his current predicament, "The Instant Classic" is all smiles. Soon all eight of the security guards are now carrying the Captain out of the arena, but Christian is giving them hell for their effort.

Austin Owens: I knew this would break down! Miz and Mr. Laurinaitis were nothing but polite in this confrontation and those unprofessional CoCs just proved that they don't deserve those titles!

Joey Styles: Austin, "Mr." Laurinaitis has made these men's lives hell for years! Their grievances are well-reasoned.

Austin Owens: Whatever, Styles. All I know is that Miz is going to decimate Punk here in a few seconds. And I gotta tell you, that crossbody? It only angered "The Cleveland Screamer"!

Joey Styles: Well we'll see about that, because this match is next.

As Mayhem continues to break loose Mr. Laurinaitis is being assisted away by The Miz while security attempts to handle Christian... All the while Punk stand uncharacteristicaly silent before requesting a microphone to finally speak and as he does he says only one thing...

CM Punk: Suck... the... CoCk... Suck... the... CoCk... Suck... the... CoCk...

Punk lowers his microphone as the fans take it from their, continuing to scream the vulgar phrase at the top of their lungs while Johnny begins demanding Miz give him a microphone.

John Laurinaitis: You think this is funny, Punk!? I was just assaulted by your miscreant of a friend, and you think it's funny!? You know what's funny? Tonight, your friend Christian will be spending an evening in jail! Not only that, but tonight... I will be present for your match with The Miz....... As the Special Referee! And that match... begins now!

Some fans continue their chant paying Johnny no mind while others boo madly at his blatant abuse of power while Punk slightly grins nodding his head as if ready for the challenge. Ace removes his coat and white shirt, revealing a white and black referee shirt.





The Miz vs. CM Punk
Ryden78 vs. SXE)Warrior_SXE
(Special Referee: John Laurinaitis!)
(Will the Best in the World shut the Cleaveland Screamer up? Or will Miz leave him staring up at the lights with another Skull Curshing Finale?)


"Ding, ding, ding!"

As the bell sounds, CM Punk and Miz stare eachother down. Ace walks over to Miz, giving him orders to destroy Punk tonight. As Ace backs away, Punk charges in, hammering Miz with lefts and right! Punk pulls Miz out of the corner, hitting him with thunderous kicks to the thighs and knees! As Punk goes for a head kick, Miz ducks it, and snatches Punk down with a neck breaker across his knee! As Punk is on the mat, Miz stomps his neck, causing him to roll out of the ring. As Punk's feet toich the floor, Ace immediately begins to count.

"One! Two! Three! Four! Five! six! Seve-"

Punk rolls in, and Miz is on the attack. Both men trade blows, and Miz finally whips Punk into the corner. Miz goes running at him... Punk moves out of the way, and Miz misses his trademark corner clothesline! As Miz ducks under the rope and onto the apron, Punk runs at the corner and springboards off the mdidle turnbuckle, catching Miz with a springboard clothesline! Miz flops off the apron and to the floor! As Miz slowly crawls, Punk slides out of the ring. Miz pulls himself up using the barricade and turns around to receive a shot to the face from Punk! Miz thinks quickly and grabs the front of Punk's trunks, slamming him into the barricade! Laurinaitis climbs out of the ring and orders Miz to slam him on the barricade. Miz lifts Punk up, but he is nailed right in the face with several sharp elbow shots! Miz drops Punk and staggers back. Ace quickly gets out of the way, as Punk goes after Miz, who slides into the ring. As Punk tries to slide in, Ace grabs his foot, hanging him up. Miz stomps away at him, taking advantage of Ace holding him. Punk finally kicks free, catching Ace in the chest with a hard shot! As Ace falls back, Punk is into the ring, going right at Miz! Punk corners him, drilling him with kicks and punches! As Miz is out of it in the corner, Punk backs up. He charges in... Knee to the face! Punk hooks Miz's head and charges out of the corner... Bulldo-NO! Ace iut of nowhere knocks Punk's head off with a massive clothesline! As Punk lays on the mat seeing stars, Ace bends down, talking to him.

John Laurinaitis: That's what you get, Punk! People Power!

Punk slaps the taste right out of Ace's mouth and quickly rolls to his feet. Punk lifts Acr up onto his shoulders, and the crowd begins to go insane! He's gonna go for it... Go... To... Slee-No!!! Miz snatches Ace off of Punk's shoulders! Miz kicks Punk right in the gut... DDT! Miz drives Punk's head right into the mat and lays over him for a quick cover!

"One! Two! Thre-Punk kicks out!"

Miz slaps the mat, telling Johnny to count faster next time. Punk rolls to the ropes and pulls himself up. Both men jolt forward, locking up! Punk spins out, twisting Miz's arm behind his back and wrenching away! Punk then proceeds to slap Miz across the back of the head! Johnny warns Punk about the slapping, but he slaps at him too! Punk swings Miz around... Swinging neck breaker! Punk quickly plants his knee on the back of Miz's neck and pulls back on his head! Miz yells in pain, but he won't tap out! Ace kicks Punk in the back, causing him to instantly release the hold and jump up to his feet. Punk gets in Ace's face, shoving him back into the corner! Punk grabs Johnny's face, as he yells right at him! He then slaps him across the face, daring him to disqualify him! Ace does nothing, as he is afraid of what Punk might do. Punk turns around, as Miz comes charging at him... Punk moves, and Miz nails Ace with the corner clothesline! As Ace collapses to the mat, Miz's eyes grow wide with shock. He can't believe he just hit the Head of Talent Relations! The man behind People Power! CM Punk spins Miz around... He lifts him up onto his shoulders... Go... To... Sleep!!! Miz is out cold, and Punk lays over him for the cover! No one is there to count. Ace is knocked out! The crowd begins to roar, as a referee comes running down the ramp! They slide into the... No! They're cut off! Someone jumps out of the crowd and cuts the referee off! Who is this?!? A tall man with dark slicked back hair slams the referee into the steel steps! CM Punk gets to his feet, yelling at whoever it is... Miz is up... Skull Crushing Finale!!! The man slides into the ring and grabs Ace. He pulls him over to where Miz is pinning CM Punk.

"One............"






"Two..........................."














"Three.........................................NO! Punk kicks out! Punk kicks out!"

Miz is in complete shock! Miz looks at the dark haired man and then looks at ringside where the announce table sits. Miz rolls CM Punk out of the ring and slides out.

Joey Styles: That... that's Wade Barrett!!!

Austin Owens: I knew that guy looked familiar!

Barrett stomps away at CM Punk, as Miz drags the steel steps over to the announce table. He then tells Barrett to climb them. As Barrett climbs the steps he pulls Punk up and hands him to him. Barrett lifts him up onto his shoulders... Miz points to the table!!! Barrett slams Punk down on the table, causing it to crash to the floor! Waste Land! Waste Land! John Laurinaitis finally walks over that way with a microphone in hand.

John Laurinaitis: This mat... this match... is now a Falls Count Anywhere match!

As the Miz lays down on top of CM Punk, John Laurinaitis kneels down to make the count...

"One................











"Two...........................................


















"Three!"

Justin Roberts: Here is your winner... The Miiiiiiiz!

Miz sits up, screaming in glory! John Laurinaitis gets to his feet with the help of Barrett. As Miz stands up, both Ace and Barrett stand on either side of him holding his hand up in victory. As CM Punk lays in the rubble of the collapsed table, Miz, Barrett, and Lauriniatis make their way up the ramp, all smiles on their faces.

Joey Styles: My god... CM Punk has been left for the buzzards! That no good son of a bitch John Laurinaitis and that good for nothing bastard Wade Barrett screwed him out of the match!

Austin Owens: Are you kidding me? CM Punk has been asking for it, Joey! He's been begging to have his ass handed to him, and he finally did!

As medics surround CM Punk, he shoves them away. Punk slowly limps around the ring, as the fans begin to chant his name over and over again. As Punk stumbles up the ramp, he raises his hand in the air, thanking the fans for their support.





"The Animal" Batista emerges from the backstage curtain wearing his white and red ring gear with black and red boots. Batista stands on the stage absorbing the cheers and jeers of the fans before signaling the lighting crew. The entire arena goes black except for a single spotlight right over Batista as he makes his way to the ring. Batista climbs the stairs into the ring and poses on the top rope flexing his muscles. As Batista climbs down, he looks down at the glass case containing the World Heavyweight Championship. With a glimmer in his eyes, he points to it, claiming it will be his in a few short minutes.



"Voices" blares through the arena, as boos begin to rain down from the crowd. The Viper slowly steps out onto the steel stage, with a cold, malicious look in his eyes. He slowly makes his way down the ramp, ignoring the fans, as they reach their hands out. Randy Orton walks around the ring and up the steps. As Orton ducks under the top rope, he locks eyes with Batista, giving him a cold, malicious glare. Orton climbs to the middle rope and looks out into the fans. His cold eyes looks amongst them, as he stands there for a moment. As Orton climbs down, he locks eyes with Batista and waits for the referee to call for the bell.



"The Animal" Batista vs. "The Viper" Randy Orton
Grobe12 vs. Floodwater123
(King of the Jungle Finals: World Heavyweight Championship!)
(Who will walk out with the title? The Animal or the Viper?)


"Ding, ding, ding!"

"The Animal" and "The Viper" circle each other in the ring... The two finalists for the World Heavyweight Championship lock up, with Batista getting the better of the exchange. Batista shoves Orton off who gets sent tumbling down to the canvas.

Orton gets up only to be met by a hard clothesline by Batista. The Animal continues on the offense by stomping on Orton repeatedly. Batista picks Randy Orton up off the mat and whips him into the corner. Batista attempts to charge at Orton, but Orton is able to get his foot up at the last moment and hits Batista in the face!

Orton comes charging out of the corner with a stiff clothesline of his own that sends Batista down. Orton hits a second clothesline on Batista... Batista gets up and turns around to be hit with a scoop powerslam by Orton.

Orton gets a wild look in his eyes as he stalks Batista... Batista staggers to his feet and Orton attempts an RKO... Batista pushes Orton off and Orton turns around... Batista kicks Orton in the gut and sets up for the Batista Bomb!

Orton punches Batista repeatedly in the head which forces The Animal to drop Orton. Orton quickly grabs Batista by the head and delivers his trademark backbreaker. Orton with a quick cover on Batista...

1... 2... Batista Powers out at 2!

Austin Owens: Still a lot of fight left in The Animal Styles... The Viper is going to have to pull something else out of his playbook to keep Batista down.

Orton looks stalks Batista still on the ground from the backbreaker... This time sizing Batista up for the lethal Punt Kick... Orton goes charging at Batista, but Batista gets up and delivers a huge spinebuster to Orton! Batista gets back up to his feet and Orton staggers to his feet. SPEAR by Batista! Batista goes for a cover on Orton.

1... 2... Styles: It's over! NO! Orton Kicked Out! How did he kick out! That spear knocked him right out of his boots!

Batista looks visibly frustrated at not being able to pick up the victory... The Animal picks up Orton and whips him hard into the turnbuckle. Batista delivers blow after blow, shot after shot to Orton in the corner until the referee reaches the count of 4. Batista backs off before getting disqualified. Batista whips Orton into the opposite turnbuckle and charges at him...

Orton dodges Batista who gets runs sternum first into the turnbuckle and collapses to the canvas. Orton climbs up to the top rope and waits for Batista to get to his feet... High Cross Body by Orton to Batista. Orton hooks the leg...

1... 2... Owens: Is this it... NO! Batista kicks out at 2!

Orton stalks Batista once move for the RKO... Batista staggers to his feet, Orton grabs Batista by the head, but is shoved off once again! Orton turns around to get hit with a vicious spear for the second time in the match!

Batista signals "Thumbs Down" as he gets ready to hit Orton with the Batista Bomb... Orton has the presence of mind to hook Batista's left arm with his right arm on the way up... Orton with his free left arm elbows Batista with a heavy shot right to Batista's head which forces Batista to drop Orton into position...

Styles: O-Zone By Orton! Orton is going for the cover...

1... 2... 3! Ding Ding Ding!

Owens: He's done it!

Justin Roberts: Here is your winner... and... NEW... World Heavyweight Champion... RANDY ORTON!



Orton is awarded the World Heavyweight Championship as Batista rolls to the outside... Orton celebrates in the ring with the World Heavyweight Championship, but doesn't notice Batista grabbing a chair from the ringside area. Batista gets back into the ring... Batista attempts to swing the chair at Orton, but misses... Orton kicks Batista who drops the chair. Orton levels Batista with the World Heavyweight Championship sending him to the canvas... Orton gets a sadistic look in his eyes as he locks onto Batista...

PUNT KICK by Orton to Batista!

Joey Styles: OH MY GOD! Batista is out cold! Get the medics out here!!!



Orton continues to celebrate in the ring as the EMTs come rushing ringside to help Batista as Rumble in The Jungle goes off the air!

[cshep19]

great card followed by great results. nice job everybody!