An “Earlier Today” flashes at the bottom of the screen. TaTyana is getting out of her limo. She gets her bags and goes to her locker room. She pulls out a plastic dress type bag that contains her lingerie for later on tonight. Chuck Palumbo comes in and watches her unzip the bag to look at the lingerie. “I can’t wait to see you in that tonight.” TaTyana spins around. “What the hell are you doing in here? Get out, now.” Chuck simply laughs at her. “Don’t fight it, baby. I know you want this.” TaTyana goes to say something but Kurt storms in. “What do you think you’re doing here? Out, and out now!” Kurt points towards the door, but Chuck stays put. Kurt shakes his hand and walks over to him. He grabs Chuck and TaTyana opens the door. Kurt pulls Chuck back and then throws him to the hallway. “Thanks Kurt, you can leave now.” Kurt sighs and smiles. “No problem, listen, I’ve been thinking. And I’ve come up with a way so that Chuck can never bother you again.” TaTyana looked at him questioningly and then the segment ended, bringing us to the opening video for Unleashed. The official Unleashed theme song, “South Texas Death Ride” by The Union Underground, comes pounding through the sound system. The fireworks blast off and the crowd is on their feet, holding signs high. JR: Welcome everyone to XWE Unleashed! King: And what an explosive Unleashed it’s going to be! It’s the fall out of Summer Fest! JR: And… King: And what? JR: Oh just say it, you know you want to. King: And, I GET TO HOST THE LINGERIE FASHION SHOW!!! Maven’s music sounds off and he comes down to the ring. King: Ech, and that’s the guy who’s going to host it with me. Maven has on a deep purple suit complete with a top hat and cane. He stopped at the middle of the ramp and jumped up, clicking his heels together. The Maven Monitor was already hovering above the ring, ready to play the clips. Maven climbed into the ring and sat on the corner of the desk. He picked up the microphone and brought it to his mouth. “Whut iz up mah homehs!?” Maven flashed a sign with his fingers that was probably meant to look like a gang sign. The crowd cheers a little, but laughs more. JR: I think young Maven is really growing on these people. “Nah, Ah ahm just kidduhn’! Wehlcuhm tew Thayut’s Suh Mayvuhn!! This evuhnuhn’ mah guest is nun udder dan Edguh!!” The fog goes off and Alter Bridge’s Metalingus cues off. Edge comes down to the ring, walking slowly. The audience cheers loudly in excitement. Edge gets in the ring and grabs a microphone. “Nowe, befa we git eny furrthur en this intavoo, let’s lewk ayut duh Mayvuhn Mawnituh.” Maven motions to the screen and a recap of the wedding at Summer Fest plays. The Unleashed audience begins to boo mercilessly. Edge shakes his head and looks down. The video ends and Maven picks the microphone up. “Suh, Mistuh Edguh, howe dew yew feel abowt thayut?” Edge looks up and eyes Maven. “Did your eyebrows tell you to ask that?” Maven looks from side to side. “Howe did yew noe?! Pleese, dun’t tell Lilian!” Edge gives Maven a weird look then shakes his head. “Never mind…Would you like to ask another question, Maven?” Maven shook his head no. “…alright then. I feel like crap, basically.” Maven crosses his legs and put his hand on his chin. He then went into full blown Dr. Phil mode. “Ayund just whah dew yew feel lak thayut?” “Did you not watch the show? You just played the video.” “Well, Ah dew nawt unduhstayund! Yew won duh tag team titles, whah wood yew feel lak crahp?” Edge nodded. “Yeah, I’ll give you that, I won the titles. But I also lost something very important to me.” Maven’s eyes got wide. “Yer verginitee?!” “Uhhh, no…Stacy.” Maven grabs some black rimmed glasses and slides them on his face. “Ah see, Ah see, nowe, whah dun’t yew tell us ahll whut happened?” “Everyone already knows what happened, Maven.” “Oh, Ah knoe. But Ah just wunted tew heer it agayun. Hehe, duh part wen Staycee took off thayut dress…HOOOOOO-WEEEEE!!” Edge shoots Maven a menacing look. “Sorreh, sorreh.” Edge raised the microphone to say something but music blared through the speakers. He looked up, confused, as did Maven, but probably for other reasons. King: What the hell? Ken Kennedy and Gene Snitsky both came running down the ramp at full force. Maven backed into a corner, pleading with Kennedy not to touch him. Snitsky went for Edge though and knocked him to the mat. Kennedy merely smiles and turns around to help Snitsky with Edge. Gene was slapping Edge with hard knife-edge chops that sounded throughout the arena. Ken finally stepped up and the two guys took turns at beating Edge. The crowd, who was in an uproar of boos, was now cheering. Snitsky and Kennedy turned around to see what it was all about. Jeff Hardy came flying down the ramp and slid into the ring. Kennedy and Snitsky start to attack him, stomping at his back. Edge finally regains his bearings and charges after them, getting them off of his tag team partner. Jeff and Edge exchange glances then both go after Kennedy and Snitsky, knocking them off their feet with a double clothesline. All hell starts to break loose as referees and officials come running to the ring to break them up. The referee’s finally had all 4 men broken up while Maven cowered in the corner, closed eyes. Lilian Garcia came storming down to the ring and got a microphone. “Maven, I’ve already told you time and time again, you need to keep this show under control! I’m tired of things going haywire and always ending up in a brawl! Next week we’re going to have a triple threat tag team match! Jeff Hardy and Edge will team up against Ken Kennedy and Snitsky. And you Maven, you will be partnered with Rico. It’s about time you finally had yourself a match here on Unleashed.” Lilian smiled sweetly and then left as the show goes to a commercial break. Jayson Anderson and Torrie Wilson are walking backstage, laughing and talking. They stopped and Jayson kissed her. “You’re still up for tonight, right?” Torrie nodded. “Of course I am. I can’t wait.” Shawn Michaels came walking down the hall and stopped. “Hey Jayson, hi Torrie, how are you two?” “We’re good,” they both said. “Good, Jayson, I got you a match for tonight.” “Really, you did?!” “I sure did! It’s against a new guy, Matt Striker. He’s a technical like wrestler; I’ve seen a couple of his matches. You’ll want to make sure you stay off the mat when you wrestle him tonight.” Both Torrie and Jayson look very happy. “Alright, thanks Shawn, thanks a lot. I think you’re training and stuff has really helped me out.” “No problem, you’re up before Rock comes out.” Shawn left, leaving Torrie and Jayson there to talk about his upcoming match. Backstage again, we see the newest Unleashed Diva, Nikki, talking to Christian. “Are you going to let me see what’s under that robe?” Nikki grinned and shook her head no. “Why not? I got to see everything else a couple nights ago!” “Yes, Christian, you did. And I’m glad I could help take your mind off of that whore Torrie Wilson. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a lingerie fashion show to win.” She leaned forward and gave him a peck on the cheek and then was gone. Christian stood there, smiling to himself. Monique Orton vs. Michelle McCool vs. Candice vs. TaTyana vs. Jewel vs. Nikki – Lingerie Fashion Show Maven is still in the ring and everything is cleared. King’s music hits and he says goodbye to JR. The crowd cheers for him as he comes down to the ring, smiling happily for the coming events. He gets inside and grabs two microphones. He hands one to Maven as his music starts to die down. “Alright everyone, it’s time for my favorite part of the evening!” JR: I think we should go ahead and get the EMT’s on standby. “Now, just because it’s getting cooler outside does not mean we still can’t keep it hot on Unleashed!” “Duh Keeng! It’s abowt tew geet hawt hawt hawt!” King scratches his neck and looks at him. “Are you sure you’re supposed to be hosting this with me? I think the last time you’ve been around women in lingerie was the night…never mind. Let’s get this party started!” “Dirrty” comes blasting out of the speakers and Jewel appears at the top of the ramp. She gets quite a bit of cheers as she makes her way to the ring, wearing a baby blue robe. She climbs into the ring and salutes the fan, getting a microphone from the announcer. “Listen, before we start this, I just want to get something off my chest.” JR: Oh, don’t say that around King! “I’m very happy for Monique for holding that title. She deserved that belt more than I did, so she has it, for now. All the differences Monique and I have had in the past, they’re settled now. However, we are two of the best divas on Unleashed, so we can’t be too good of friends. Our friendship would never work when it came time for us to fight over the title again. It would simply tear us apart. Okay, well, that’s all I have to say, let’s bring out the next girl!” “Oooh let me show you what love is. Let me show you how to move your body, let me show you how to make me crazy. Too much lovin’ never hurt nobody!” The crowd starts to boo as Candice makes her way to the ring, clad in a silver silk robe. She enters the ring as “Dip It Low” hits the arena. Monique Orton saunters down to the ring, getting many cheers by the fans. She has on a bright red robe that’s cut very short. It’s quiet for a while and then Riot Girl hits the sound system. Nikki walks out and down to the ring, the crowd really not liking her after her comment about Torrie Wilson. She merely ignores them and continues to the ring. Britney Spears’ voice from Slave 4 U comes on and TaTyana comes down to the ring in a silk purple robe. The crowd cheers for her and then Kurt comes out next. He opens the ropes for her and she glides in. Meanwhile, Maven is standing there, gawking at every girl. King’s eyes look like they’re about to pop out of his head. Kurt grabs a microphone and the music dies off. “TaTyana, I promised you that I had figured out a way for Chuck to never get near you again. I’m Kurt Freakin’ Angle and I always keep my promises! I have hired you a body guard. Not just any body guard either, oh no. He is none other than one of my best friends, Johnny Nitro!!” TaTyana looks a little shocked as Johnny makes his way to the ring. He climbs in and stands next to TaTyana. “One more thing before the last chick comes out. Chuck, I know you’re watching this, you sick little boy. After this, I want a match against you. So when these ladies have gone backstage, I’d suggest you’d get your ape-self out here.” Kurt smiles and drops the microphone. Michelle’s music hits and she comes down to the ring, glaring at the fans who are booing her. She climbs in the ring and King raises the microphone. “Okay now that all of you ladies are here, let’s start this fashion show!! Jewel, why don’t you go first?” The lights dim and some music comes on. Jewel takes a couple steps forward. She slowly undoes the knot in her robe and then slides it off her shoulders. The fans go nuts seeing what’s underneath. *Click Here* Maven’s mouth drops open. JR: Is that…drool, coming out of Maven’s mouth? The lights come back up and Jewel steps back to her place in line. King wipes his eyes and clears his throat. “Candice, you’re up next. And that’s a tough act to follow!” Candice glides up in front of the other girls. She waits for a certain beat in the music before teasing the crowd by taking off one side of the robe, then covering back up and taking off the other side. Finally she rips back both sides, revealing this. *Click Here* The guys in the audience start to howl with approval. JR: Oh my… King licks his lips as the lights come back. “Okay, ahem, okay, Monique, you’re up next.” Monique takes her place, front and center. She unties the sash and lets the robe slide down her shoulders, falling to the mat. She stands there a moment, letting everyone soak up her attire. *Click Here* The cheer and scream as she starts to dance around. Maven grabs the microphone from King and Monique goes back to her place. “Let meh ahnnowunce duh neixt gurl!! Let meh dew it, Keeng!!” King rolls his eyes but nods. Maven does a little jig but then goes back to announcing. JR: Here we go. I think we need a translator for this kid. The crowd cheers for Maven, making him smile. JR: The people do like him though…for reasons I’m not sure of. “Ayund oar neixt cowntehsttahnt is…Meechelle MeekKewl!!! Dew yer thang!” Michelle cringes a little bit but steps up to the plate. She peels back the silver and lets it roll down to the canvas. The crowd actually cheers for her when they see what she had on under it. *Click Here* Michelle shakes her hips a little and then goes back to her spot. Maven wipes the sweat from his forehead and the drool from his chin. He gives the microphone back to King and slaps him on the back. King cleans off Maven’s sweat from the microphone and then announces the next girl. “Alright, the newest diva, Nikki, it’s your turn.” She knowingly steps in front of the other girls and savagely rips apart her robe. King starts jumping around when he sees what she had on under it. *Click Here* Nikki smiles devilishly and flips her hair back. King blinks a couple times as Nikki turns around and stands back. “Oh baby! Okay, alright, last, but most definitely not least, TaTyana!!” Kurt rubs her shoulders and Johnny stands next to her with his arms crossed. She looks at them both and then starts to circle the ring, the only light on her. Johnny’s eyes follow her, but not in the ‘body guard’ way that they should. She slowly removes the robe and stops when it’s completely off. *Click Here*The crowd goes insane, and so does King. The music finally stops for good and the lights stay on. “Alright, well the winner, by far, is TaTyana!!” TaTyana celebrates in the ring along with her sister Monique. Jewel and Candice shrug and make their way to the back. Michelle stands back in one of the turnbuckles, glaring at Monique. Nikki watches TaTyana obviously not approving of King’s decision. Maven makes his way to the back, sweat all over him. Michelle charges at Monique, spearing her to the mat. TaTyana jumps on Michelle and jerks her off of her sister. Nikki takes this opportunity and grabs TaTyana by the hair, flinging her backwards. Kurt and Johnny both go for her but she shoves them off and goes running back at Nikki. Monique has Michelle on her back, thrashing her head on the mat. TaTyana is slapping Nikki repeatedly. King finally grabs Michelle, Johnny takes TaTyana and Kurt grabs Nikki. King takes Michelle up the ramp and Kurt sends Nikki up there too. Johnny, Kurt, TaTyana and Monique all head to the back, getting wild cheers from the fans. Kurt Angle vs. Chuck Palumbo "And the next match is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring he is the only wrestler of the XWE that has been an Olympic gold medalist ,please welcome to the ring, Kurt Angle!" bellows the ring announcer from the midst of the ring. Kurt's theme music blares from the surrounding speakers, the feisty crowd chanting 'You Suck' along with the rhythm of the song. A very few pro Kurt signs waving up in the air. Taking part in his normal ring entrance routine, the quick spin and then merging into the ring. Throwing his arms up at the crowd, nothing new. The crowd merely recalling with chants of disgust. Not minding the crowd Kurt merely readies himself physically and mentally for the match ahead. "And his challenger, Chuck Palumbo!" then hollers the ring announcer not really in the mood for repeating the normal entrance introduction, merely shortening so the fans could get on to seeing the match. Chuck appears from backstage, a slight smirk planted on his lips. Chuck seeming to be rather confident about his upcoming match up and he had no fears of Angle. Sprinting down the ramp and sliding into the ring only to meet with a boot to the head by Angle. The referee interfering with anymore attacks of Angle and then settling the two down so the match could commence. The first bell tolling and the two lock up. Kurt breaking up the hold and then cascading with the ropes he goes for a clothesline and Palumbo dodges by sliding to the mat. Kurt sauntering over towards his competitor the two exchanging slaps and punches. Chuck then bashes his knee into Angle's lower stomach and then Chuck delivering an elbow to the head of Angle. Angle now on the mat as Chuck pursues with his attack. Stomping on Kurt's left shoulder with hopes of injuring it. Palumbo backing away from Angle, watching him slowly return to his feet. Chuck bouncing off the ropes and Kurt hits him with a miraculous drop kick. The crowd eagerly watching the match as both men lay on the mat. Chuck leaning up against the ropes and Kurt in the middle of the ring. Both groggily returning to their feet and staggering towards each other. Angle grasping Chuck's waist and attempts for the suplex. Chuck struggles and persists on a variety of elbows to Angle's stomach. Angle using every strengh in his body and managing to connect with the suplex. An icy hot feeling burst within his shoulder, Kurt clutching the left shoulder. Crawling towards Chuck he places a right arm across him, 1.....Chuck kicks out with frustration yet complete eagerness. Kurt's shoulder hurting rather horridly he still manages to pursue the match. The referee checking up on him, while busy with that Chuck delivers a nasty elbow to the back of the neck of Kurt. Colliding with the referee both collapsing to the mat. Bouncing off the ropes Chuck hits Kurt with a knee drop. Kurt and the referee both seeming to be knocked out Chuck exits the ring. Rummaging beneath the ring for a chair, finally his meaty hands grasping a steel chair. Sliding into the ring, glancing at the referee, still down and then goes to hit Kurt with the steel chair and only walks right into a cheap shot by Angle. Angle smirking at the crowd as he picks up the steel chair and thrashes it into the ribs of Chuck. Flesh not broken but still a horrid blow. Tossing the steel chair out of the ring, and then placing full pressure on Chuck's ribs. The referee slowly returning to reality. Angle then planting himself on the mat and locks Chuck's ankle in the angle lock! Twisting Chuck's ankle back and forth, forcing horrid pain into the mere ankle of Chuck. Struggling to reach the ropes, Chuck's face contorted revealing a great deal of pain. Finally, tapping out and pleading for the pressure to be released. "AND YOUR WINNER IS KURT ANGLE!" Kurt merely walks out and kicks the steel chair out of the way as he saunters backstage without a care. The referee tending to Chuck. Jayson Anderson vs. Matt Striker “Touch” goes off and Jayson Andersoncomes out with Torrie Wilson. JR: They make a nice couple. King: Why wasn’t she in the fashion show?! I bet she gives Jayson a private one every night! JR: …would you shut up? They both smile and the crowd gives them a standing ovation. Matt Striker's music goes off and the crowd doesn't know what to think of this guy. JR: I’ve heard some good things about this kid. Let’s see how good he is in the ring. He slides in the ring and extends his hand at Jayson who has no idea if he should trust him but shakes his hand. The bells rings and the two lock up. Striker gets Jayson in a front face lock and throws him off the ropes. He jumps over him and Jayson suddenly puts on the breaks. Striker gets a huge super kick to the back of his head. He falls down and hits the mat hard. Jayson looks at the top rope and looks at Striker then looks back at the top rope. He hits a big DDT on Striker and goes up top and comes off with a Swanton Bomb! 1...2...3! Torrie climbs in the ring and celebrates with Jayson. King: Alright, well obviously Striker isn’t that good. JR: No, I think Jayson was just too much for him. Jayson’s one of the best we got here on Unleashed. Shawn Michaels comes down to the ring and throws up Jayson’s arm. He congratulates him and they all go to the back. JR: Looks like he’s got himself a mentor though. King: Yeah, and a damn good one at that. JR: Up next folks, The Rock makes his Unleashed debut as the World Heavyweight Champion. “IF YA SMELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL” King: OH BOY! “WHAT THE ROCK! IS COOKIN’!” The Rock appears on top of the ramp, throwing his belt up. JR: There he is folks! The new XWE World Heavyweight Champion! King: And a dang good one at that! The Rock gets in the ring, the crowd on their feet, screaming and holding their signs up high. He acknowledges a few and then climbs the turnbuckles. He gets a microphone and waits for the cheers to die down. JR: This is going to be good. King: Shhhh, The Great One is about to speak. “FINALLY, The Rock HAS COME BACK to Little Rock!” King: Ha-ha! The Rock, in Little Rock! “Before The Rock gets to business, I have a question for Miss Lilian Garcia.” JR: What? King: Uh oh. Lilian Garcia’s music goes off and she makes her way to the ring. She gets inside and grabs a microphone, looking a little confused. “What do you want Rock? You already got your belt.” The Rock smiles. “Heeeeey Mama. How are you doing?” Lilian raises an eyebrow. “What do you want? I have some work I need to get done.” “Slow down Lilian, The Rock knows you like being out here with The Rock. Oh yes, The Rock knows. A little birdie told him.” Her face starts to turn a little pink. “Yeah, see, The Rock knows what he’s talking about. Now, on to The Rock’s question. Tonight, after the show, would you like to go to dinner with The Rock?” JR: …what is this man doing? King: I bet he’ll want pie for dessert. JR: Oh shut up. “I, well, no, see, I…” “Lilian, Lilian, just let it go. Quit denying it. Who wouldn’t want to go out to dinner with the trail blazin’, eyebrow raisin’, jabroni beatin’, pie eatin’, heart stoppin’, elbow droppin’, People’s Champ, THE ROCK?!” “Well, if you put it that way, sure. I would love to go to dinner with you tonight after the show.” King: Whoa baby! JR: Take notes King. “Good, The Rock’ll pick you up when he gets done out here.” Lilian left and The Rock lifted the microphone up again. “Now, on to the other importance of tonight. The Rock is now your World Heavyweight Champion. This belt is right where it belongs. The Rock is going to –“ KEEP ROLLIN’ ROLLIN’ ROLLIN’ WHAT? KEEP ROLLIN’ ROLLIN’ ROLLIN’, YEAH! Hellfire comes strolling down to the ring cockily. He gets a microphone but stays on the outside, his US title thrown over his shoulder. “The Rock is going to what? Cry? Talk about himself in third person? Please, spare us. You know, the belt is not where it belongs. Because that belt belongs on THIS waist, not yours. And you can bet your ‘candyass’ that I’m going to be coming for it.” With that, Hellfire slides into the ring and the two start to exchange blows. The Rock gets the upper hand and starts dishing out hard punches to the face. Hellfire knees him in the gut and hits him with clubbing blows. He Irish whips The Rock who counters and hits Hellfire with a thunderous spine buster. He kicks Hellfire's arm and looks around and the crowd goes nuts. He goes off both ropes and Hellfire rolls out of the ring and gets out of there through the crowd. The Rock stands there, watching Hellfire run off. He glares and clenches his jaw. JR: There’s going to be hell to pay for that one! Unleashed goes off with Rock standing there, looking extremely pissed. |