Tenay: Back from the commercial, and Matt Tyndall's already in the ring. This man has had his differences with Jay Lethal recently
Bischoff: He's awesome! Just look at him.
Bischoff: Now this man is a guaranteed future world heavyweight champion!
Tenay: Certainly wrestles a different style to Tyndall. How effective will that prove
Tenay: This man has been on a bit of a losing streak recently-
Bischoff: But this is his chance to turn it around.
Tenay: 6 man tag, and Jay Lethal making his debut!
Bischoff: Yawn. I'd rather have someone else
Tenay: How will Lil' Jimmy be an influence at ringside again
Bischoff:... you're an idiot.
Tenay: The entrance that sends chills, down your spine
Bischoff: Cole said that in 2005. Why are you impersonating other commentators today?
Match 4: Undertaker, R-Truth (Kane) and Jay Lethal (Rock) vs Kevin Steen (HHH), Matt Tyndall (Vince) and Ricochet (Shane)
Skip anything apart from the match, and watch until 22:26
Ricochet gets to his feet after that clothesline on Lethal, and tags in Tyndall. He picks up Lethal, and whips him into the ropes, before landing a dropkick. He covers
Tyndall waits for Lethal to get to his feet, and when he does he runs against the ropes, but gets countered with a drop toe hold from Lethal. Lethal drags Tyndall to the corner, where he tags in Undertaker. He springboards into a crossbody, before 'Taker lands a leg drop. Undertaker picks up Tyndall and throws him into the face corner. Undertaker begins landing repeated left and rights to Tyndall, before delivering some back hand chops, but Tyndall ducks one, and pushes Undertaker into the corner. He starts handing some backhand chops, before Lethal gets the blind tag. Tyndall doesn't see it, and gets taken down by a springboard dropkick.
Lethal is conversing with Truth, and doesn't see Tyndall get the tag to Ricochet. He charges at Lethal, but Undertaker pulls him out of the way, and tags in. Undertaker lifts up Richochet for a scoop slam, before dropping him. He pulls Ricochet up, and runs against the ropes for a big boot – which connects, but simultaneously he gets taken down from a kick from Steen. Truth enters the ring and dropkicks Steen through the ropes, before springboarding onto him. He picks Steen up and throws him into the barrier, as both Undertaker and Ricochet are still down in the ring. Truth clotheslines Steen, sending both men into the crowd.
Steen is first to his feet, and throws Truth up the stairs. They begin trading blows, before Steen gains control with a knee to the kidney. Meanwhile, in the ring, Ricochet is first to his feet, and goes to the top rope. Undertaker sits up to a crowd pop, but Ricochet still jumps off trying for a crossbody, but Undertaker rolls out of the way. Steen and Truth are shown exchanging blows at the top of the arena, before exiting through a door. Both men get to their feet, as Undertaker grabs Ricochet's arm. He lands Old School, before covering
Tyndall Breaks It Up!
Lethal is annoyed at Tyndall stopping their team from winning the match, and enters the ring, and goes for a running crossbody, but Tyndall has the same idea, and both men are down. Both Undertaker and Ricochet stands, as they each pick up Tyndall and Lethal respectively, and throws them over the top rope to the floor. Ricochet turns around into Undertaker, and lifted into Snake Eyes. Undertaker rebounds off the ropes going for a big boot, but Ricochet lands a dropkick. Lethal and Tyndall are shown brawling up the ramp, before the camera cuts to the ring where Ricochet is covering
It's not the sound of Undertaker kicking out making that noise, as the camera cuts to the ramp, where Tyndall is shown unconscious, with SHANE MCMAHON standing over him with a microphone in hand. He begins screaming at Tyndall for him not being welcome on his show, as the camera shows the referee looking up the ramp. Meanwhile, Shawn Michaels is shown getting out from under the ring, as Undertaker places his hand around Ricochet's throat! He lands a chokeslam, before turning into a Sweet Chin Music!
Tenay: Sweet Chin Music! A superkick from Michaels
Bischoff: The Heartbreak Kid stealing the show
Undertaker falls on Ricochet, as Michaels hastily exits through the crowd. The referee turns around and counts the pin
Tenay: Undertaker wins! Shawn Michaels plan failed!
Bischoff: Or has it? Undertaker still got hit by a superkick!
The camera heads away from the main arena for a moment and into a dark scene with very little light. Shapes can be made out that look like metal piping and and there is a low humming noise of machinery working in the background, it has the look and ambience of a boiler room. The camera roams around the boiler room, exploring more of the plumbing and large heating contraptions that fuel the arena. It rounds a corner and sitting down against a wall is Dean Ambrose, his knees up and arms wrapped around them as he looks down towards the ground.
Ambrose: Places like this make me feel so safe.. make me feel so warm.. it makes me sick. Safety is for the weak, safety is for the pathetic and those destined for a life of failure and utter disgust. But within the darkness.. within the darkness could lie any number of dangers.. a mad man with an axe waiting to pounce on an unwitting victim and hack him to pieces. An uninsulated wiring sequence whose sole purpose is to catch unaware the foolish and careless.. evolution is a wonderful phenomenon.
I enjoy the darkness.. it reminds me of home.. it reminds me of a painful.. terrifying part of my life that molded me into this idol of depravity that I was so clearly destined to be. I should call dad sometime.. thank him for all the beatings.. for all the cigarettes he pushed against my skin.. thank him for turning me into someone with a taste for torture.. i'm a sick.. sick man..
Ambrose turns to the camera and appears to have been caught off guard, he scurries to his feet and backs away and around a corner out of sight in blind panic. The camera moves to follow him but Ambrose jumps back around the corner and catches it by surprise, he shoves his face right into the lens.
Ambrose: Surprise! Aha.. ha.. the stench of fear is thick in this room. I mean.. it's just a boiler room right? What could possibly be down here that could make you so afraid? It's not like there's a twisted.. vile.. sycophantic freak down here is there? IS THERE!?
As Ambrose screams he coats the camera in spittle and begins to breathe heavily, steaming the lens up before wiping it clean.
Ambrose: For the record.. i'm not a freak.. i'm not crazy.. i'm the complete opposite. I'm not the freak.. all of you people are.. living under the pretense of normality, I claim to be sick.. but that's just ironic.. i'm the only sane person left.. aha.. ha.
But you see.. i'm the medication that this dying and decaying business so drastically needs.. you've all heard the rumours.. you've all heard the hype.. you know who I am and you know what I can do.. i'm an invincible wrestling machine. Better than the best.. I look at this 'roster' and I see not a single soul worthy to carry my bags.. CM PUNK? Delusional. Tyler Black? Wannabe. Stone Cold Steve Austin? Has been.. one bump away from a casket.. You think the Undertaker's scary? Wait until you get a load of me..
Ambrose looks up to the ceiling before staring directly back into the lens of the camera with a grin on his face.
Ambrose: This company needs me.. all of you need me to wash away the lies and the deceit, to cleanse those who spit false truths. You all pretend to be as good as I actually am.. i'm untouchable.. i'm the only one who's real. In a world of lies there is only one truth worth knowing.. and that truth is.. everything you have heard about me is the correct.. i'm that good.. i'm that.. good.. and I can't wait until i'm given the chance to extinguish the light of all of these worthless careers.. I can't wait until I can hear the shouts and the cries.. as you all BEG.. and YELL.. and SCREAM.. for mercy..
Ambrose pushes the camera away and turns around, placing his hands on the wall.
Ambrose: I am a wrestling god... and it's time to say your prayers... SAY YOUR PRAYERS!!
Ambrose turns around and chargs the camera, knocking it down, it crashes to the floor followed by static and a black screen.
Tenay: What a weird man!
Bischoff: I dunno. I like him. He has the ruthless aggression the WWE needs
The camera cuts backstage to see Matt Striker standing with Bret Hart and Natalya
Matt Striker: Matt Striker here with Nattie Neidhart and Bret ‘The Hitman’ Hart. Earlier tonight, Shano O’Mac put you two in the main event against Edge and Lita. Shane also stated that if Edge were to get pinned- then he must face Tyson Kidd at In Your House. What do you guys have to say about it all?
Bret: Well first off, that’s why I came to Shane’s show. He doesn’t mess around. He gives the fans what they want and tonight- and that’s for Nattie and I kicking Edge’s and Lita’s asses.
Matt: After what happened last week, well..
Bret: Yeah about last week- as I was addressing the crowd- Edge and his hussy Lita had to stick their noses out here- for what? To run me down, to run Nattie down and to run TJ down once again. You really think that will work on us? You really think you are getting under our skin? To answer that for you- Hell No! And last week Edge, you say I looked bad? Well let me tell you son, you never judge a book by its cover. Yes, I may be a bit older, yes, I may have suffered a stroke years ago- but I’m a Hart- I always fight back. To quote one of the many tshirts for that idiot John Cena- Never Give Up, Never Surrender- that’s a Hart motto. You Edge, you are just coasting on your former glory, as Nattie said about Lita last week- you have also grown stupid and lazy. You take all the short cuts, you pick the wrong people to pick a fight with. Tonight Edge, I’ll make you wish you had trained at the Hart Dungeon like Jericho, Storm, Teddy, Harry, Nattie and TJ had. At the Dungeon, you learn to tuck the pain away, you learn to win. Edge, I’ll pinn your shoulders to the mat- One Two Three- then at In Your House, TJ will do the same
Nattie: Damn right Uncle Bret. And this being WWE, we have to call TJ- Tyson
Bret: I forget- at least its better than the name Joe Hennig is stuck with.
Nattie: True. And as you said, Tyson will get his match at In Your House Edge, and Tyson will pin your ass. And when Tyson finally cashes in the MITB briefcase and becomes the new champion, you will be at home with Lita nursing your wounds yet again. And speaking of Lita- last week on Nitro- you wanted a match and you got it. Of course you’ve been hanging with Edge a weee bit too much. You see, he does the same thing- when he has to fight an opponent he know he can not beat, he takes em out before the match. Lita, tonight is payback. There will be nowhere to run and hide. The only thing you will be able to do after tonight is lay on your back- but you know, you are already use to that. Except this time, it will be in a hospital bed bitch. Come on Uncle Bret, lets go kick some ass!
Tenay: And now it's time for our main event! Edge and Lita vs Nattie Neidhart, and Bret Hart!
Bischoff: The return of the WWF legend Bret “The Hitman” Hart, but he faces stiff competition in the Rated R Superstar.
Bischoff: And here comes one of Nitro's top talents, Edge.
Tenay: With Lita in tow, this mixed tag match is more than they bargained for, but are they the underdogs Eric?
Bischoff: I wouldn't say so Mike, last week Lita destoryed Nattie, and the ring rust of Bret Hart could prove fatal for the Hart's hope.
Tenay: Nattie Neidhart's farther, Jim, was a successful tag team for years with Bret Hart – forming the Hart Foundation
Bischoff: And will the Hart Foundation's in ring chemisty pay of with Bret and Nattie? I'm sceptical
Tenay: Well, all 4 of the in ring participants are former champions of their specific divison, Edge and Bret former World Champions, and Lita and Nattie former Womens and Divas Champions respectively
Bischoff: This should be a great matchup for sure
Tenay: The crowd is going berserk for the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be!
Bischoff: This man is a legend, but past his time. The match today will fall right into Edge and Lita's control.
Tenay: Although physically, the challenge he brings is debatable if whether it's as good as 1997, but mentally, he's still one of the best there is
Bischoff: And was, and ever will be!
Main Event: Edge and Lita vs Bret Hart (Cena) and Nattie Neidhart (Maria) in a mixed tag team match
Hart gets to his feet after that clothesline, and stands over Edge. He tags in Natalya, and both she and Lita gets into the ring. They run at each other and Nattie lands a Lou Therez Press. Lita rolls to the ropes as Nattie pulls her up from the hair, and whips her into the ropes. On the return she leapfrogs over her, before the next time she ducks and Lita jumps over her. Finally, Nattie lands an arm drag, which sends Lita under the bottom rope. Nattie follows her, and jumps on her, before begins slapping Lita repeatedly in the face.
Eventually, after a good 6 seconds, Bret goes over and pulls Nattie off. She picks up Lita and slides her into the ring, before following suit. Lita gets to her feet, and kicks Nattie in the gut. She goes for the Twist of Fate, but Nattie pushes her off. Nattie runs at Lita, but she gets taken down by a spear!
Tenay: A spear! A Lita-Spear!
Bischoff: Wow. Impressive. A cover now
Three! No! Kickout! Just!
Tenay: How the hell did she kick out of that?
Lita looks up at the referee in shock. She goes over to her corner and begins running her hands between her hair. She begins saying “Spear. Spear. Spear.” under her breath, as she awaits Nattie to get up! Nattie eventually obliges, and Lita runs at her, but Nattie responds with a dropkick! She tags in Bret who runs to Edge, and knocks him off the apron.
Bret leaves the ring, and picks up Edge by the hair, and slams it against the steel steps. He whips Edge into the barrier, before delivering a shoulder to the midsection. He rolls Edge into the ring, and grabs his legs. The crowd marks out, as Bret locks in the sharpshooter! Edge screams in agony, before crawling to the ropes. He comes within a few inches, before Bret pulls Edge back into the middle of the ring and sits down. Edge screams, before clawing up the referee, and ending up pushing him through the ropes.
Edge grabs Bret's leg – who's oblivious to the referee being knocked out. Edge manages to roll over to his back, and kicks Bret off. Edge gets to his feet, as Bret runs at him, but Edge responds with a takedown. Edge grabs the legs of Bret, and locks in the Edge-Cator! This time Bret is the one screaming in pain. He claws at the floor, before
Bischoff: Get this son of a bitch out of the arena. He has no business being here!
Edge releases the hold, and shouts up the ramp for Kidd to come down into the ring! Edge gets frustrated, and begins shaking the ropes, before turning to Bret. Edge goes back to lock in the Edge-Cator, but Kidd runs down the ramp! He turns Edge around before he can lock it in, and hits the Fishermans Neckbraker. He slides out of the ring, and stands by Natalya, as the referee revives, and notices Bret hooking the far leg of Edge
Tenay: Bret wins! In his return match he and Nattie defeats Lita and Edge!
Bischoff: Now it's official, Edge vs Kidd at In Your House!
Kidd slides into the ring, and gets handed a microphone from Natalya
Tyson Kidd: Did you just like what happened just now Edge? Huh? Did you enjoy that experience? While I hope you lay there in pain, I hope you feel as uncomfortable as possible. Because that was only a little dose, a little dose of what will happen to you at In Your House. You see Edge, while you've been talking utter trash to me, threatening me, taunting me, there has only been one thing in my mind.
And that is - to hurt you. Hurt you as much as I can. Do you wanna know why? Because I'm allowed to treat myself once in a while. Show these people what I'm capable of. If I was copying Adam Copeland, then I would have hit him with the Spear. But you know what? I hit you with my own move. You wanna know why? Simple answer, cause I'm not Edge. I'm Tyson Kidd for gods sake! You hear that?!
*Crowd pop as they hear Kidd's new attitude*
Tyson Kidd: You think I'm weak don't you?! You think I'm just a lame ass, weak
Tyson Kidd who only wrestles because he thinks he's Edge, but you're wrong! I've got dreams as well you know! I've got stuff I wanna achieve! Like winning the world title! But I don't wanna do either of those things yet! You wanna know why? Because kicking your plastic ass in top of all those damn things!
These people are the reason why I wrestle! Even if I don't wanna wrestle, even if I feel tired, even if I'm in pain, I still wrestle. Because I'm motivated, I'm addicted to wrestling. But the support they give me, is half the reason why I come out here and kick ass! And they did the exact same thing to you! They gave you the support and the respect, and you threw it back in there faces!
*Crowd pop as they chant KIDD*
Tyson Kidd: And you wanna know something else? Adam. Out of all the titles, you have achieved in the WWE, you wanna know something else you've won? The lying award! Wanna know how? Because you've obviously got the urge, to accuse other wrestlers, of being "Edge wannabes." You've accused The Miz of being a "Edge wannabe" after he won the WWE title. And called himself awesome. And he was always intending to be the jackass he always was, but you wanna know something else that didn't happen? He didn't quite turn out to be the..jackass like you!
And then you come out to the ring, thinking you're all damn superior, and accusing me of copying you! How 7 year old of you Edge!
*Crowd explode as they are pretty shocked. They keep chanting KIDD as the cheers increase*
Tyson Kidd: And last week, when your girlfriend, Lita. Also known as wrestling's finest whore, attacked my girlfriend, Natalya. Just because she knew that she was gonna get her ass kicked, did you know how I felt? I was in that mood, to kick your ass even more! Because from now on, if your girlfriend attacks my Nattie again, then I will physically, and mentally attack you 10x your whore attacked my Nattie!
And guys, seriously. This isn't an attitude change, I'm just giving Edge a taste of my own medicine, but this time, by using words!
*Crowd chant GO KIDD*
Tyson Kidd: This atmosphere is crazy. You see Edge, I remember back in the days. This was the exact atmosphere you got, while you won the world titles. Got inducted in the hall of fame, did the 5 second post. It's absolutely insane! And to know you threw it right back at these peoples faces, makes me even more pissed. Edge, and the great WWE Universe, have never seen me when I'm pissed off.
But trust me guys! That's another story! So you wanna know another fact Edge? A fact that you've been trying to avoid for 2 weeks? I'll be facing you at In Your House! So in two weeks, I'll see you at In Your House! Punk!
*Kidd chucks the mic onto Edge's head as the crowd literally go mental with cheers as Kidd leaves the arena. Before doing so, he poses for the crowd, as the screen fades to black*
Its time for a hot dog eating contest
No silly its time for some hockey
Well considering the 4th has passed, and the NHL is in a lockout :(
Its time for RAW is WAR!