*Soon as the Rock's music blares out through the arena the crowd instantly jump to there feet with cheers and chants for the great one, Rocky stands at the top of the stage taking it all in before heading down the ramp and in to the ring.. he's then handed a mic from someone before he starts speaking.*
*Rock clears his throat before attempting to speak*
Rock: Fina- *Pop from the crowd as Rock begins to smile*
Rock: Finally! the Rock has come back.. to... BOS...TON!
*Crowd pop once again while chants of "Rocky" start echoing around the arena*
Rock: The Rock has been eliminated.. The Rock has been eliminated, those are the words that have been echoing in around my head ever since the end of Nitro and there's one person to blame.. Brock Lesnar!
*Crowd instantly boo the name of the World Heavyweight champion*
Rock: Lesnar! The Rock see's how you walk around here, Yeah the Rock see's how you stroll around Nitro like you own this place, telling anybody that listen's how you beat the Rock.. How Undertaker is scared of you, how Paul Heyman used to pack your launch and give you a kiss before work and how your wife is the biggest two dollar hoe in the wrestling industry!
Rock: We all already know this jabroni! *crowd start chanting "two dollar hoe" as the Rock begins to laugh* And let me tell you something.. that was the worst two dollar's the Rock has ever spent!
*Crowd begin laughing*
Rock: Rock vs Brock, sure there's been plenty of history.. but one thing that links that history, is that every time you have got in that ring with the Great one! the Rock has been making your monkey ass famous! let me make something clear to you Brock.. You have never and the Rock means *Crowd join in* Never! impressed the Rock, the only impressive thing about your candy ass is how you are able to see when you have your head so far up Shane McMahon's rudy poo ass!
*Crowd again begin to laugh and cheer his name*
Rock: Brock.. You were meant to be the next big thing, the only thing I see is the next big, whining.. moaning.. beefed up bitch! So the Rock is saying this.. I have called you out before, and you chose to ignore it.. how about you grow some balls.. let go off your wifes hand.. because lets face it.. You could catch anything from her *crowd laugh* and stroll out here.. look the Great one in the eye and come get some!
Rock: The Rock is done talking.. and I'm hoping Brock comes out walking, because there's this nice hotel.. it's on the long boulevard of know your role! take the next right called Jabroni drive.. because you have been checked into the Smackdown hotel!
Brock Lesnar, just bring it! *Rock makes the hand signal*
Tenay: And here comes the champ!
Bischoff: It's kicking off!
Brock Lesnar, comes out from behind the backstage curtain, World Heavyweight Championship around his waist, microphone in his hand and a look of contemplation on his face as he tries to understand what The Rock is up to. Ignoring all the booing fans, Lesnar slowly walks down the ramp, no sign of his wife, Sable, in sight. Before he even gets in the ring, he speaks into the microphone, talking over all of the fans.
"I'll let you know one thing, Rock. If you think I give a damn about whether or not I've impressed you or not, you're sadly mistaken. See this?"
He stops, just outside the ring and points to his World Heavyweight Championship. After he does, he continues to walk towards the ring.
"Whether or not you're impressed by what I've accomplished or by how many times I've beaten you, this belt means that I'm better than every single member of the WWE roster whether or not you want to admit it or not. What you decide to acknowledge doesn't mean anything just like you don't mean anything to me. I've already taken down one of the founding pillars that nourished the the Attitude Era. Stone Cold Steve Austin: living legend. That title, along with all of his accomplishments, didn't mean a damn thing when he went after my World Heavyweight Championship. Twice, I defeated him and the reason why is because I'm not only the best athlete on the planet but the sands of time caught up with him and he became nothing but am afterthought. And Rock, you're in the same boat."
Lesnar finally makes it to the ring and stand in the opposite corner, away from The Rock.
"The movie industry made you soft. See, I might have left the WWE but when I did, I was still focusing on in-ring competition and kicking ass. I never missed a step. But dressing up in tutus and driving around in fancy race cars for the past seven years hasn't done you any good. That's why I'm the World Heavyweight Champion. I've never let me body rest and I always find new ways to innovate myself while my opponents get sloppy from slacking off and underestimating me. You kept your eye off the prize and it cost you the chance to get in the King of the Ring tournament. That alone right there proves to me that I'm better than you. I didn't do it to impress you. Don't put me on the level of some desperate fan trying to get someone's attention. I only did it to prove that I'm better than you and HBK, the Hasbeen Kid. So, I don't know what you think you're doing calling me out but it's not going to end well for you. So, since I actually feel sorry for you and I don't feel like breaking your arms, I'm gonna let you off with a warning."
Brock Lesnar waits for The Rock to respond but he doesn't He simply stands his ground, refusing to be intimidated. Lesnar chuckles softly.
"So that's the way it is, huh? Fine. I'm going to give you to the count of ten to get the hell out of my ring. If you don't leave, you're ass is grass. 1......2......3.......4........5.......6.......7.. ...8......."
Tenay: And it appears the boss will stop this situation from escalating too far.
Bischoff: Let the boss sort this out! I see how it is!
Shane: The Rock! Brock's head is not shoved up my "rudy poo ass", and to prove this! Let me announce the main event! Brock, you're not a popular guy. The Rock has a problem with you. As does Stone Cold. As does Shawn Michaels. As does the Undertaker. And you need to defend your championship at the King of the Ring - so let's sort out your challenger now! In a fatal four way number one contenders match! And Brock. If you get involved - there will be serious consquences!
*Shane leaves the ring, as Brock stares with Rock, before leaving the ring, and taking a seat at ringside*