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| "Sit your grimy ass down, son." Stone Cold is standing in his office, Hellfire on the other side. "You want a rematch for the United States title? Is that what your little heart desires?" Hellfire simply nods his head, looking at the GM. "Alright, you got it, but, sit your ass back down, I'm not done! But, I'm not one to just hand a title shot over, oh hell no. You have to earn it, you stupid son of a bitch. Don't sit there in Stone Cold's office, smiling. You'll be facing the winner of last weeks fatal four way. If you can beat him, you got the title shot. Now, get your ass out of here." Hellfire clenches his jaw and walks out of the room. Austin leans back in his chair and in walks Jayson Anderson. Stone Cold sits up, eyeing the champ. "Now that I'm champ, it seems no one is after my title, nor are they focusing on me." Austin gets out of his chair. "Excuse me? What's the matter, champ? You want some attention? Fine, you got it. Next week, your ass will be in the ring with the Big Red Machine, Kane!" Austin smirks. "Is that enough attention, Mr. Royal-Champion?" Jayson's mouth drops and he turns around to leave. "Things were better off when you were in jail..." he mutters and then walks back to his locker room. "NEXT!" Austin yells. Nikki walks into his office. "Oh right, I forgot about you. I've been getting too many damn complaints from the Unelashed locker room about you throwing your legs wide open for everyone. I will not have a cheap whore on my show." Nikki opens her mouth to speak. "Shut it. I could say you've ruined the Austin name but...you aren't even worthy of the name. Get the hell off of my show and don't you dare bring your sorry carcass back here, got it?" Nikki starts to talk again. "Oh, and one last thing, you're gone until you can shut your damn legs and get yourself together. Before your stupid self even asks me how, let's put it this way. Either you're going to start wrestling or your trashy ass is out of this industry." The loud cheers from the crowd are heard, even backstage. Nikki immediately starts crying and runs out of his locker room. Austin sits back down and pops open a beer. Somebody knocks on the door and he yells for them to come in as he picks up his guitar. Lilian Garcia walks into his office. "You wanted to see me?" "Ah, Lilian, yes. I've thought some things over and I decided that starting next week, you'll be out at ringside doing your job." "What do you mean?" "I mean, Lilian, you're going to be our new ring announcer." Lilian stands there, shocked. "Now leave before I change my damn mind." Lilian nods, smiling and quickly leaves the room. Austin picks up the guitar and starts to play an old country song as the cameras go out to the ring. White Zombie's "Thunder Kiss '65" is pounding through the arena as the pryos shoot up around the ring and stage. The fans are on their feet, screaming like crazy. JR: Welcome everyone to Unleashed! We're live from San Diego! King: We sure are JR and we have an explosive show planned for you tonight! JR: But first, let's get to our opening number! King: Puppies! Bridget with Kristal vs. Kasha with Taylor The sounds of "Lady" by Lenny Kravitz fills the arena, and the crowd rises to its feet in anticipation. King: Oh man, this is my favorite part of the show! J.R.: Easy, King. Bridget comes out onto the stage to a positive reaction from the fans. Announcer: Making her way to the ring accompanied by Kristal, from Hacienda Heights, California... Bridget Riley! King: Bridget Riley, oh boy! Only a few steps down the ramp, Bridget turns around and crosses her arms. J.R.: Looks like she's waiting on Kristal. King: So am I! Kristal reluctantly makes her way out onto the stage, and trails behind Bridget towards the ring. J.R.: Bridget and Kristal don't get along, King, but they'll have to tolerate each other's presence long enough for Bridget to pull out a win. Bridget enters the ring and acknowledges the crowd as Kristal takes her place on the outside. Green Day's "American Idiot" plays, and the crowd greets the music with a chorus of boos. Kasha Makoto and Taylor Moore both taunt the crowd with their tag team championship belts as they stroll down the ramp. Announcer: And from Berkeley, California, accompanied by her tag team partner Taylor Moore... one half of the Diva's Tag Team Champions, "The Nightmare" Kasha Makoto! King: Kasha's my dream come true! J.R.: King, sometimes I feel real sorry for you. Taylor, now with both tag team belts, circles the ring and stops opposite of Kristal on the other side of the ring. She hands the belts to one of the officials sitting at ringside and applauds her tag partner. Kasha enters the ring and yells out a few words to the crowd, eliciting more boos. The bell rings, and this match is underway. Kasha and Bridget stare each other down for a second, but Kasha gets things started with a slap to Bridget's face. Bridget stumbles back a bit, and Kristal yells at Bridget. Bridget bounces back with a fierce right hand to Kasha's face before grabbing her by the hair and taking her down to the mat. Kristal yawns and pulls out a nail file as Bridget kicks Kasha repeatedly. On the last kick, Kasha grabs onto Bridget's foot and sends her to the canvas as well. As Kasha regains her composure, Taylor takes the opportunity to walk by and poke Bridget's eye out. The referee doesn't see a thing, and the crowd lets out one collective boo. King: Oh boy! Taylor's playing dirty! J.R.: ...I'm not even gonna comment on that, King. Bridget is pulled to her feet by Kasha, but dodges Kasha's clothesline and gives her one of her own. Kristal can be heard yelling "PIN HER ALREADY!", causing Bridget to distract herself from the match and yell back. The two get into an argument, insults flying back and forth. This gives Kasha the opportunity she's been waiting for. Kasha runs over and grabs Bridget, quickly delivering a Twist Of Fate. King: Oh! Bridget shouldn't have taken her eyes off of Kasha! J.R.: Absolutely not, King! You never take your eyes off your opponent! Kasha picks Bridget up and rolls her up for the pin. The referee drops to the floor and begins the count. 1... Taylor quickly runs over to where Kasha is. 2... She grabs onto Kasha's wrists, making sure Bridget stays down. 3! "American Idiot" plays once again, much to the crowd's chagrin. Announcer: Here is your winner, "The Nightmare" Kasha Makoto! J.R.: A stolen victory for Kasha, and the referee didn't suspect a thing! King: Well, I saw what I wanted to see! Man, wasn't that a great match? J.R.: You need yourself a wife. Kasha and Taylor quickly make their way backstage with their championship belts, leaving Bridget and Kristal to argue for a few moments. After a few words from Bridget, Kristal storms out of the ring and up the ramp, with Bridget angrily following. Once backstage, Bridget is stopped by Chris Sabin. Sabin: Nice match out there, Bridget. Bridget crosses her arms. Bridget: Thanks! I mean, it didn't last as long as I wanted it to thanks to Kristal, but thanks! Bridget continues down the hall with a big smile on her face as Unleashed heads to its first commercial. TaTyana is walking down the hallway, towards the locker rooms. She arrives at one in particular and knocks on the door. Justice stands in the doorway a towel slung across his waste. TaTyana eyes him up and down before walking into the room. "Do you mind?" He shuts the door and turns to her. She grabs a chair and puts it in the center of the ring. "Don't talk Justice. I'll do all the talking." She takes him by the hand and leads him to the chair. "I'm going to finish what I started." She pushes him down onto the chair and grabs a blind fold. She puts it around his eyes, but he raises his hand to stop her. He stands up and gently pushes TaT onto the chair. "How about, I give you a dance?" He smirks and puts the black cloth around her eyes. TaTyana starts to talk as Justice pulls on some jeans. "You know, I really didn't mean for you to get attacked by my boys. It really wasn't supposed to happen like that, but it was really funny to watch, I mean..." He cuts her off. "You know what, I'd rather take you somewhere that nobody will find us. TaTyana turns her head in confusion. He lifts her up and throws her over his shoulder. "Uh, where are we going? It's..it's cold out here!" They end up in the garage of the arena. Justice turns around, looking. "Just one more minute babe, we're almost there." He spots a dumpster and smiles. "Sorry, I just gotta do something real fast before we get this started," he says, walking closer to the trash can. "Really, what's that?" "Take out the trash." She starts to scream, but he quickly dumps her into the trash and wipes his hands. TaTyana rips off the blind fold and starts to get out, but he slams the lid down on her and walks away listening to her muffled screams. Hellfire vs. Test Hellfire makes his way out onto the stage as his entrance music, Young Jeezy's "Air Forces", blares through the P.A. system. The crowd boos and jeers Hellfire as he walks down the ramp, taunting them. Ring announcer: On his way to the ring, weighing in at 220 pounds... from Toronto, Ontario, Canada... Hellfire! The boos become louder at the mentioning of Hellfire's name. J.R.: Hellfire is definitely not a fan favorite coming into this match-up. Once in the ring, Hellfire awaits his opponent. "Test, test, this is a test!" Test appears at the top of the ramp, casually eyeing the booing crowd. King: I guess he's not the fan favorite either. Ring announcer: And his opponent... weighing in at 286 pounds... from Whitby, Ontario, Canada... Test! Test walks down the ramp and up to the ring, staring down his opponents. He gets to the bottom of the ring and slowly enters. Hellfire looks to make quick work of Test, running over and kicking him down before Test could even stand up. The bell rings, signaling the official start of the match. Hellfire continues to kick Test, but the Whitby, Ontario native isn't having it. Test quickly rolls out of the ring, and the referee begins a ten-count. Test angrily walks over to the announcer table area and grabs a chair. Test enters the ring with the chair and swings as Hellfire charges at him. The chair connects with Hellfire's skull, sending him down to the mat. The bell rings once again, and Test is disqualified! J.R.: BAH GAWD, WHAT A CHAIR SHOT! Ring announcer: As a result of a disqualification, the winner of this match is... Hellfire! Test is seemingly more angered at the loss. He repeatedly smashes the steel chair into Hellfire's chest and head until security guards and referees are called in to pull Test away. The bell rings one more time as Test throws the chair onto the mat, just before he is seized. J.R.: OH MAH GAWD, WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO TEST?! King: Look at what's coming out of Hellfire! Just as the EMTs rush into the ring, the camera focuses in on the blood trickling down Hellfire's forehead and onto the mat. Test is escorted to the backstage area as the show goes to a commercial. The cameras zoom in on the ring, straight to what seems to be a reclining chair. Lights begin to flash on the entrance way of the ramp. ‘I just need a little space to call my own. Just a corner of the world where I can be alone, with you’ the theme blast through the arena as Torrie Wilson-Anderson makes her way down the ramp and into the ring. She then grabs a microphone from the small table located right beside the reclining chair. “I’ve been doing a little research. And I believe in giving credit where credit is due,” she says in a sly voice as she sits in the chair, grabbing a book from the table. “There’s this one person who’s been working their ass off from the time they started here in XWE. And for them to finally shine is a blessing. So, I, Mrs. Anderson, will take the time out to pay tribute to the one, and only Jewel!” The crowd begins to go wild as Torrie continues talking. “Jewel, this is your life!” With that said, this *image* appears on the tron. A mix of laughter and boos fill the arena. “Jewel, remember when you first started? Well, I sure do! It’s when you were caught, right up under Randy. From then on, you were branded as a dog. Yes, a dog. The picture fits you perfectly.” Another *image* appears on the tron. “I guess you can say you were the cat’s meow.” Torrie giggles as the crowd boos once again. “Aww, come on people! You all know it’s true! But hold on, remember when Monique finally got her hands on you?” *click* Torrie give out a hard laugh as she stands up. “Wait, what about your newest gimmick? Chick this one out!” With that said, another “image” pops up. “What a shame. You people can sit here and cheer for someone like this. I mean, come on, she’s. . .” ‘Most people say, they think, huh, well why don't you get to know me’ Touch by Amerie surrounds the arena as Sarah Electra makes her way to the center of the stage. “Torrie, Torrie, Torrie. How can one slut come out and bash another one? I don’t get it. As a matter of fact, I don’t understand why you’re out here going on and on about someone who is obviously out of your league,” she says as she walks a little closer to the ring, stopping half way. “Oh if it isn’t Ms. Sara Electra. How are you? How’s the head?” “Don’t worry about me, Torrie. I was sitting in the back, getting ready for my title match, when I noticed you’re out here wasting air time on something no one really care about.” Torrie begins to smirk as she takes a seat in her chair. “Title match? You? Someone who had maybe three matches and a date, is getting a title match?” “Yes,” Sarah says with a serious look on her face. “It’s scheduled for right about now. So if you dint mind getting your stuff and. . .” “And what? You sure do have a mouth on you for someone who can't do anything.” “Excuse me?” she yells out with anger in her voice. “I hope you aren’t stuck on what happened last week. You took me out with a chair because you didn’t want your boyfriend, oh sorry, your husband to know he can't beat Charlie by himself. But don’t worry, once I defeat Jewel and become the next Women’s Champion, I’ll make sure you’ll get the first shot,” with that said, Sarah drops the microphone, turns around, and makes her way back up the ramp, heading toward the backstage area. “Hold on!” Torrie yells out “Why wait until then? Why not now? What do you say, little miss perfect. Right here, you and I, one on one with your title match on the line. Winner gets the match. Loser..” she pauses for a minute “Loser, well lose of course,” Sarah continues to make her way backstage “Wow Sarah. So it’s true, you’re only good for one thing. Laying on your back while Charlie try to figure out what in the world is going on down there!” Sarah stops dead in her tracks once Torrie is finished. She then walks back to the microphone, raising it up to her mouth. “You’re on! Winner gets the match,” With that said, a crewman comes into the ring, clearing it of everything Torrie had there. A referee starts to make his way down to the ring as Unleashed go to a commercial break. Backstage, Austin is standing with Jewel, Charlie and Jayson. They're all yelling at once. "Y'ALL BETTER SHUT THE HELL UP BEFORE I WHIP SOME DAMN ASS!" They shut up, immediately. "Now then, Charlie and Jayson, go sit your asses back down in your locker room. You're barred from ringside. Jewel, but this shirt on...NAH AH! In a closed room!" Jewel walks off with a black and white striped shirt in her hands. Jayson and Charlie get pissed but oblige. "Damn trailer park trash," Austin mutters before leaving as well. Torrie Wilson vs. Sarah Electra "Filthy...dirrty...nasty..HOOOOO!!" The crowd gasps and then starts to cheer. Jewel walks out onto the ramp, dressed in black shorts and a referee shirt. JR: Looks like we've got ourselves a special guest referee! King: The hottest one, ever! Jewel gets in the ring and waits for the competitors. "I just need a little space to call my own." Torrie walks down to the ring, her eyes fixed on Jewel. "Most people say, they think, huh, well why don't you get to know me." Sarah makes her way to the ring and climbs in. Jewel calls for the bell. Torrie and Sarah tie up, each one trying for the advantage. Torrie gets the upper hand and launches Sarah into the ropes and then hits her with a spinning heel kick. She gets up and baseball slides Sarah and goes for a surprise pin: 1...2... JR: Close call for Sarah! King: You know, I like how Jewel gets down like that... JR: ...Back to the ring! Torrie puts an armlock on Sarah, and scissors it by wrapping her legs around her arm. Sarah tries to pull her arm free, but can't. Sarah instead twists around, and uses her other arm to grab Torrie's legs. She gets into a position for a modified roll up on Torrie: 1...2...Torrie manages to get out. Torrie tries for a grounded headlock, but Sarah rolls out of it and grabs Torrie's arm. She gets Torrie in a scissorshold around Torrie's midsection. She releases it and then flips Torrie over for a rear naked choke. JR: She's a vicious one! Sarah starts thrashing Torrie back and forth trying to choke Torrie out faster. Torrie drives forward with her legs until she gets close enough to the ropes, forcing Jewel to make Sarah break the hold. Sarah gets up and rushes at Torrie who is pulling herself up on the ropes. Torrie catches Sarah by surprise and hits her with a drop toe hold, bouncing Sarah off the top turnbuckle. Torrie pounces and uses the momentum to roll Sarah into the pin: 1...2...Sarah still kicks out! Both of them stumble to their feet and Sarah is looking pissed. She charges at Torrie, giving her a clothesline that sends them both over the top rope to the outside. On the outside, both of them grab the apron to pull themselves to their feet. Sarah gets up a little faster and starts to slap Torrie until she gets the advantage and whips her into the barricade. Inside the ring, Jewel has started the ten count and is up to 3. Sarah backs up and starts to drive her shoulder into Torrie's midsection. She goes for another, but Torrie grabs her arm at the last moment, throwing Sarah into the barrier at full force. Torrie grabs her by the arm and then throws her into the steel steps. Torrie grabs Sarah and throws her into the ring. Torrie looks down on Sarah and smiles. She pulls her up, and gives her a DDT. Torrie picks her up for another DDT, but Sarah ducks it and swings around and tries for a DDT of her own. Torrie reverses and hits a second DDT. Torrie goes for the pin: 1...2.. JR: Another near fall! King: She should've hooked the leg. Torrie gets pissed and goes after Jewel, backing her into the ropes. Jewel starts yelling that she'll DQ Torrie if she doesn't back the truck up. Torrie starts screaming again and Jewel gets ready to call for the bell, but Torrie goes flying back, Sarah's arm hooked under her. Jewel makes a faster count: 1..2..3! Jewel and Sarah quickly run out of the ring, leaving Torrie stunned. King: This isn't going to go over well... JR: Sure is not! These hellcats are going to get into something nasty. Torrie slams her fists into the mat as Unleashed heads to a commercial. The familiar sound of glass shattering resonates throughout the arena, and Stone Cold Steve Austin's music plays. The crowd cheers wildly, anticipating the arrival of the Texas Rattlesnake. Austin quickly makes his way out, middle fingers up in the air in typical Stone Cold fashion. Austin hastily walks down the ramp. King: Stone Cold seems to be in a hurry tonight! J.R.: Well, I'm sure he isn't exactly happy to have to share a ring with Eric Bischoff, if you ask me. Austin enters the ring and walks over to the bottom right turnbuckle, then climbs it and gives his fans the single finger salute, which is happily returned by the crowd. He does it one more time for the fans on the other side, walks over and takes a microphone from one of the officials sitting at ringside, and begins to pace around the ring. Austin: Now, Stone Cold Steve Austin ain't got a lot of time to hang around and listen to that toupee-wearin' son-of-a-bitch Eric Bischoff run his mouth about no damn Team TNA, so let's bring the son-of-a-bitch out and get this over with! Eric Bischoff's entrance theme hits, and is widely received with boos. Bischoff appears at the top of the ramp, all smiles, and make his way down into the ring. Bischoff extends a hand for Austin to shake, but quickly pulls away after Stone Cold looks down at it like he just saw ten fingers on one hand. Bischoff: Listen, Steve-- Austin: Now, hold on there Bischoff, you mealy-mouthed bastard. Now, seein' as you and your team of ass-kissin' sons of bitches ain't welcome on my damn show anyhow, why don't you let ol' Stone Cold say what he's gotta say first? Bischoff smiles and makes a "go right ahead" gesture. Austin: Well, seein' as this TNA problem needs to be taken of, Stone Cold Steve Austin decided to put together a team of the toughest hell-raisin' sons of bitches on Unleashed to help out. Now, Eric, in a little bit, you'll be runnin' your mouth about how great your Team TNA is, but to put it simply, Team Unleashed are going to collectively stomp a giant mudhole the size of Texas into Team TNA and walk that sumbitch dry! The crowd cheers in agreement. J.R.: Damn right! Austin: As much and I'd like to just take Team TNA's big, stupid heads, pass out a few Stunners here and there, drink a few beers and get on with my damn day, I figured-- Austin is then cut off by Bischoff. Bischoff: Austin, before you conti-- Austin: Hold on just a damn minute, Eric. You didn't let me finish, but since you've got your little Blue's Clues panties all in a bunch, I'm gonna let it slide. Go on and let these people know about Team TNA. The crowd boos wildly before Bischoff can even say "thank you" to Stone Cold. Bischoff: Steve, your team sounds great. The crowd begins to chant "WHAT?" at Bischoff. Bischoff: Really, it does. ("WHAT?") There's just one problem - ("WHAT?") Team Unleashed isn't even on the league of Team TNA. This comment gets more boos out of the crowd. Austin keeps his eyes fixated on Bischoff. Bischoff: What you and all these fans fail to understand is that Team TNA-- Austin: --is full of a big bunch of damn rejects, now if you're done talkin'-- Bischoff: No! I'm not done! Austin: Ladies and gentlemen, if you want to see Stone Cold Steve Austin open a can of whoop-ass on this sumbitch, gimme a "hell yeah"! The crowd lets Austin hear their "Hell yeah" loud and clear. Bischoff: Now, we don't have to resort to violence, Steve! Austin: That's fine with me, but by the end of the night, you and your team are gonna be on the receivin' end of some good old fashioned ass whoopin', and that's the bottom line, 'cause Stone Cold said so! Stone Cold's music plays, and he rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp. He signals for a couple of beers. Upon catching them, he stops at the stage, clashes the beers together and chugs them down, then heads backstage. J.R.: Well, let's check with Al Snow, who's backstage at the moment. King can be heard groaning in disappointment. Much to the delight of the XWE fans, Al Snow's entrance theme airs over the P.A. system as the Titantron shows Al - microphone in one hand, Head in the other - standing backstage. King: Oh, man, not this again... wake me up when this is over, J.R.! J.R.: I don't see why you're so against letting Al Snow have his own segments, King. Al: Last night, Head and I were at this fancy Italian restaurant with a friend. It was pretty nice until I left Head alone with her so I could go to the bathroom. My friend ended up choking on a meatball and Head hasn't said a word to me since. Head: ... Al holds Head up and looks at her angrily. Al: Oh, NOW you want to say something? Head: ... Al: It wasn't a date, I swear! We don't have time for this, we have an interview to conduct! Head: ... Al: You didn't have to make her choke. Look, we'll talk about it when we get back to the room, okay? Al smiles to the camera as if everything is peachy-keen. Al: Ladies and gentlemen, my guests tonight are none other than the XWE World Champion, Jayson Anderson, and his lady, Torrie Wilson! Jayson Anderson walks into the camera's view with his left arm wrapped around Torrie's waist. King: Oh man, look at Torrie! Al: Alright, you two, let's get down to business. King: Yeah! Al: There's a rumor going around that says you and Torrie didn't show up to Unleashed last week because you were out having a private wedding... any truth behind this? Jayson and Torrie look at each other and smile. Jayson: Things do seem to go worldwide fast... Al: I'd blame Head. Jayson: Right... well, it's true, Torrie and I did get married. Anderson pulls Torrie closer to him. Torrie rests her head on her new husband's shoulder area. Al: Next question's for Torrie... is it Wilson, or Anderson now? Torrie's smile becomes even wider. Torrie: Either or. Al: Great. Two weeks ago, after you and Jayson pulled off a win over Sarah and Charlie Haas, you attacked Sarah... let's take a look at how that panned out. As the recap video plays, Anderson's cellphone rings. He walks a few inches away as he answers the phone. Seconds later, as the clip comes to an end, Jayson rejoins Torrie and Al. Jayson: Did I miss anything? Torrie's now wearing a smug grin on her face. Torrie: Nothing at all. She leads her husband off-camera, turning once to give Al an evil-eyed look. Al looks down at Head, confused. Al: Did you say something stupid again? Head: ... Al walks off, starting up another argument with Head. A whistling picks up and the screen turns into a well cared for lawn. Maven is outside with a water hose, spraying a garden of flowers. Voice over: This is Maven. Maven is happy because Maven has a brand new male enhancement, Livin' Libido Loca. The camera pans over to another yard that looks like it hasn't been cared for in months. Standing there with a limp hose, that isn't doing much work, is Monty. Voice over: This is Monty. Monty isn't happy because he doesn't have Livin' Libido Loca. He doesn't have skin the color of mocha. He won't wear you out. The house of the uncared for lawn is just as, if not more run down. The front door swings open with a bang and an old woman stands there. Monty's Mom: TIMTAKTUKI! Boy, ah told yew NO' MO' EATIN' THEM DAMN O'ROWS! GET YO ASS INSIDE NOW! Monty's hose droops even more. He turns the water off and walks to the door. He spots Maven who waves happily with a goofy grin printed on his face. A red convertible car pulls into the driveway and out comes Tyra Banks. She walks up to Maven and gives him a nice, big kiss, sending the water shooting all over the flowers. Maven: Hah hunee! Ah gowt duh dinnur oawn duh stowave ayund Ah gowt yer lawn-ger-ay drah cuhleaned. Tyra: You're such a fantastic husband, Maven! How could I ever be so lucky?! She kisses him again, picking her leg up. Voice over: Livin' Libido Loca!!! Get yours today! Another small, fast talking voice: Warning: Side-effects may include.... The rest is unable to be heard because of how fast the voice is talking. A few words can be made out, such as 'failure' 'shrinking' 'shriveling' and 'blanks.' The scene fades and we're back in the XWE Unleashed ring! Captain Falls match The show is back on the air and Team TNA - AJ Styles, Bobby Lashley, Teairra, TaTyana and Captain Lance Hoyt - are in the ring, yelling at and taunting the crowd. You think you know me... The crowd cheers wildly as Team Unleashed - Justice, Christian, Gail Kim and Lizzy - are led by Captain Edge to the stage. Edge jumps side to side a couple of times, and Team Unleashed take to the stage. Once in the ring, both teams stare each other down for a few seconds, then head to their corners, leaving Edge standing in the right with Lance Hoyt. The crowd is chanting Edge's name. J.R.: The fans are solidly behind Edge for this bout! Lance shakes his head, not wanting any of Edge at the moment. He quickly turns and tags AJ in. AJ stares in disbelief like a deer in headlights, then shakes his head quickly while yelling "no way". King: I don't think these TNA guys want to fight! AJ reluctantly enters the ring as Lance takes AJ's place on the apron. Edge quickly charges at Styles and takes him down with some swift right hands. AJ retaliates with some right hands of his own, followed by a dropkick. After a couple of seconds of AJ taunting the booing crowd, Edge gets up and strikes AJ's face as hard as he can, and it seems like Styles is knocked out! Edge drops to the floor and covers AJ for the 1-2-3. J.R.: An almost effortless elimination by Edge! As AJ is rolled out of the ring, Lance calls for TaTyana to go next, but she refuses. He looks at Teairra, who objects as well. Bobby Lashley enters the ring next, ready to take Edge out. Christian calls Edge over and gets tagged in. Edge takes Christian's place on the apron as Christian steps in and walks over to Lashley. They stare each other down for a second. Lashley scores with a hard right hand, causing Christian to recoil and yell at Lashley. Christian runs a hand through his hair and yells out "JEEZ!" He gets back at Lashley with a punch to the face as well, then runs back and bounces off the ropes for a clothesline, but ricochets off of Lashley's pecs and falls to the mat. Team Unleashed cheer Christian on, hopefully encouraging him a little. Christian gets to his feet again and, just as Lashley gets tired of playing games and rushes at the smaller man, quickly moves out of the way and sends Lashley over the top rope. Christian pulls out a compact mirror and looks into it while matting down his hair. Team Unleashed begin to yell frantically at Christian. King: Uh-oh! Christian thinks he got rid of Lashley! J.R.: I don't think the remembers that you gotta get a pin to eliminate someone in this match-up! Lashley re-enters the ring, unbeknownst to Christian. Christian turns around and is met with a vicious clothesline that sends him on his back. Lashley, confident that Christian will be staying down, walks over and tags Teairra to pin Christian. Teairra covers him... 1... 2... kickout! Teairra looks at Lashley, horrified, knowing she'll have to fight him now. Lashley kicks Christian to keep him down, then takes his place on the ring apron outside of the ring. Teairra covers Christian again... 1... 2... another kickout! Teairra yells at the referee and backs away from Christian as he gets up. Christian looks at Teairra, angered that she not only dared to pin him, but dared to mess his hair up again! He grabs Teairra by the hair and walks over to his corner, tagging Gail Kim in. Gail quickly enters the ring and elbows Teairra in the stomach. Christian lets go of Teairra's hair and steps behind the ropes. Gail goes for a snapmare dropkick and tags Lizzy in. The two grab Teairra in a headlock and execute a double DDT. The referee tells Gail to get behind the ropes as Lizzy covers Teairra. 1... 2... Teairra lifts a shoulder off the mat! J.R.: Amazing! Teairra manages to stay in this match after a double team DDT! Lizzy gets up to tag Gail back in, but is quickly caught in a schoolboy pin by Teairra. 1, 2, 3! King: Ah! That was a steal! Lizzy is absolutely stunned, but rolls out of the ring. Teairra slowly walks over and tags Lance Hoyt in. Justice enters as well. A lot of back and forth action from the two. Justice scores with a series of kicks, followed by an Enziguri. The crowd is on their feet in anticipation as Lance falls to the mat. Justice goes for the Versatile, but Lance breaks free with a hard elbow that knocks the wind out of Justice and quickly executes his reverse crucifix powerbomb finisher, the Blackout. As Justice lays motionless on the canvas, Lance tags TaTyana in and tells her to pin him. TaTyana gladly covers him for the pin, and Justice is eliminated! King: At this rate, you can't even tell which team will take the victory! J.R.: You're absolutely right, King, but Team Unleashed have one less teammate than Team TNA at the moment! Edge sends Gail Kim back into the ring. Gail walks up to TaTyana and slaps her in the face. TaTyana retaliates with a slap of her own. The slaps continue back and forth until Gail chops TaTyana in the chest, getting a "WOO" out of the crowd. Gail pulls TaTyana over her for a snapmare, but TaTyana grabs Gail in mid-air and executes a swinging neckbreaker! J.R.: BAH GAWD, that move almost seemed impossible! TaTyana quickly hooks Gail's leg for the pin. 1... 2... TaTyana lifts Gail's head up by the hair and smiles. She picks Gail up and grabs around her midsection, lifting and turning her upside down... she hooks Gail's arms with her legs and falls forward. Gail hits the mat face-first. King: Sweet Dreams, Gail! Haha! TaTyana hooks Gail's leg again for the 1-2-3, and Gail Kim is eliminated! J.R.: It seems that Team TNA have got the upper hand on this match! The match is down to Edge and Christian against Lance Hoyt, Bobby Lashley, Teairra and TaTyana. Edge says a few words to Christian and enters the ring. Before TaTyana can tag anyone in, Edge grabs her by the hair and drags her over to his corner. He tags Christian in and picks TaTyana up in a sidewalk slam position with her head in the air. Christian climbs the top turnbuckle and flies down, grabbing TaTyana's head and hitting a reverse DDT on her. Christian mats down his hair and covers TaTyana. 1.. 2... 3! TaTyana is eliminated! At this point, Lance Hoyt is becoming increasingly frustrated. Realizing he'll be needing all the power he can get, he sends Teairra in. Teairra looks at Lance with widened eyes. Teairra slowly walks into the ring, hoping to establish a game of cat and mouse early on with Christian. Of course, that's not how Christian rolls, and he quickly catches her with a clothesline. Christian picks her up and drops her onto his knee for a backbreaker. Christian smiles and quickly pins her for the elimination. Christian tags Edge in. Edge beckons Lance Hoyt to enter the ring. Lance quickly steps in and walks up to Edge. J.R.: Both team captains are in the ring! Edge and Lance have an intense staredown. Lance makes the first move with a right hand. Edge returns one to Hoyt. Hoyt kicks Edge in the stomach and locks him in a headlock, and seems to be trying to choke him out by squeezing his arm into Edge's neck. Edge tries to break free with several elbows to Hoyt's abdomen, and once he does, grabs him and hits a sidewalk slam. Edge goes for the pin. Before the referee can count to two, Lashley enters the ring and kicks Edge in the back. Christian enters the ring and gets in Lashley's face about it. The referee breaks them up and sends them to their corners. Edge gets up and grabs Hoyt's hair and tags Christian for a 2-for-2 with their sidewalk slam/reverse DDT combo. Christian readies himself on the top turnbuckle once again as Edge sets Hoyt up in the sidewalk slam position. As Christian jumps down, Hoyt manages to slip out of the ring, sending Christian to fall on his ass. King: That's gonna hurt in the morning! Christian tends to his sore backside as the referee sends Edge outside of the ring to his corner. Edge yells to Christian to not let Lance get away, but Christian complains about the pain. This gives enough time to let Lance crawl over and tag Bobby Lashley in. Lashley runs over to Christian and kicks his head. Christian recoils to the mat and grabs his head in pain. "I TOLD YOU TO WATCH THE HAIR!" can be heard coming from him. King: I love this guy! He's in all that pain, and all he cares about is his hair! Lashley grabs Christian and Irish Whips him into the turnbuckle at Team TNA's corner. Lashley strikes Christian's abdomen repeatedly with his knee, then turns to begin a running shoulder attack. King: AH! Look out, Lashley! As the referee checks on Christian, Edge charges at Lashley and delivers a punishing Spear. J.R.: BAH GAWD! A vicious Spear from Edge! Edge pulls Lashley to the middle of the ring and runs back to his Team Unleashed's corner. He yells to Christian to pin Lashley. Christian stumbles over to Lashley and drops to the floor and covers him. Lance yells at Lashley to kick out, but after 3, Lashley is eliminated! Edge yells at Lance to step into the ring. Lance has no choice but to do just that. Lance dominates Christian with an arsenal of punches and elbows, followed by a snapmare takedown. Edge cheers Christian on in an attempt to get Christian's momentum going. Christian seems to be completely out of it, and his luck runs out after falling victim to Hoyt's Blackout. He hooks Christian's leg and gets the 1, 2, 3. Christian is eliminated! J.R.: We're down to the two captains now! Edge gets into the ring, the crowd buzzing with anticipation. He fires Lance down with clothesline after clothesline. He picks Lance up by the hair and swings him down to the mat with a Side Russian Legsweep. Edge goes for the pin: 1... 2... but Lance kicks out. Edge gets up and looks at the referee, who holds up two fingers. Edge picks Hoyt up by the hair and delivers a swinging neckbreaker. He goes for the pin again. 1... 2... another kickout by Hoyt! Edge is growing frustrated, and picks Hoyt up again. Hoyt retaliates with hard right hands and gives Edge a swinging neckbreaker of his own. This kind of action continues for several minutes. The match comes to a screeching halt when Edge goes for a flying clothesline, but is caught in mid-air and receives a Blackout. Lance goes for the pin.... 1... 2... 3! Edge is eliminated, and Team TNA are the champions! TaTyana enters the ring and hugs Lance, and the rest of Team TNA enter the ring to celebrate. J.R.: BAH GAWD ALMIGHTY, TEAM TNA ARE VICTORIOUS! IS THIS WHAT WE'LL SEE IN THE FUTURE?! The show comes to a close as Team TNA hold up their arms in victory. J.R.: BAH GAWD! |
