Vengeance opens with Jeremy and Randy who are shown backstage in the locker room area. Orton is trying to find something Jeremy will eat and obviously the Golden Boy is not going along with it willingly.

Jeremy- “Dude I am not a damn baby, stop trying to shove food in my mouth.”

Randy- “Man, you need to eat and you can’t see to do it yourself.”

Jeremy- “I’d rather fail myself then have you shoving something metal in my mouth.”

Randy- “It is kind of emasculating isn’t it?”

Tamara enters with a smile.

Tamara- “How’s the patient?”

Randy- “Annoying…”

Tamara- “He gets like that.”

Randy- “You want to take over Tam..tiana?”

Randy winks at Tamara as she takes him aside.

Tamara- “Thanks, I really think he needs to believe I am Tatiana. I think it is the only thing allowing him to get through all this.”

Randy- “I kind of see that too. You’re sweet, I know it must not be easy to have to attempt to live up to Tatiana.”

Tamara- “Nobody can in Jeremy’s eyes.”

Randy- “True… I am going to find my wife and leave you with your stubborn husband.”

Tamara smiles and sits next to Jeremy. Randy leaves the room after rolling his eyes at Jeremy dropping his jaw and taking pleasuring in his wife feeding him some spinach.

Tamara- “I’m sorry you don’t get the chance to compete tonight baby. I know how much you want to kick Sean’s ass after all he has put you through.”

Jeremy- “Don’t worry about it Tatiana, he knows I won’t be like this forever and when I finally do recover his ass is grass.”

Tamara- “So you’re going to roll him up and smoke him with Randy?”

Jeremy- “That’s a pretty good idea babe, get more use out of him that way then years of him botching matches and lucking into titles against no wrestling talent hacks.”

Tamara laughs.

Tamara- “I love how you make me laugh, Jeremy.”

Jeremy- “I love how I can make you laugh, Tamara.”

Tamara leans in and plants a kiss on her husband’s lips. Tamara continues feeding her husband as Vengeance takes a quick break to hype the next match.

Hardcore Championship / Street Fight
Daan Smit vs. Edge

Lillian Garcia- “The following match is for the Hardcore Championship!”

Edge steps out from behind the black curtain, Lita by his side.

Lilian Garcia- “Introducing the challenger, being accompanied to the ring by Lita… Edge!”

Edge makes out with Lita on the stage and then proceeds to head down to the ring to the fans delivering a chorus of boos. Edge slides into the ring and does his usual taunts.

Jim Ross- “Edge has certainly had a mouth on him since debuting.”

King- “He has no respect, he is full of himself!”

Jim Ross- “You are right, he will fit right in.”

King- “No, I meant he makes me sick. He shows no respect to anybody other then himself and Lita.”

”Live to Win” by Motor Head begins to play.

Lillian Garcia- “And his opponent, he is the current Hardcore Champion… Dan V.D. Smit!”

Daan steps out from behind the black curtain and heads down to the ring to a decent reception from the fans. Daan lifts up the hardcore championship getting a few more cheers from the fans. Daan heads down to the ring. Daan gets to the ring and starts digging underneath, throwing weapons inside.

Jim Ross- “I guess Daan Smit wants this to start and end hardcore!”

King- “And Edge is going to win no matter what! He’s the Rated R Superstar!”

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Daan slides into the ring with a Singapore cane. Edge charges at Daan. Daan takes Edge down with the cane and continues the assault. Edge rolls up and Daan hooks him up delivering a side Russian leg sweep with the Singapore cane. Daan rolls up to his feet and goes on the assault.

Jim Ross- “Daan Smit is taking it to Edge, the challenger!”

King- “Edge will get some momentum and comeback to win, just you watch!”

Daan slides out of the ring and starts to dig under the ring for some more weapons. Daan searching for more weapons gives Edge time to get his head back in the game. Daan stands up with a fire extinguisher in his hand. Edge comes out of nowhere and baseball slides Daan. Daan staggers back, dropping the fire extinguisher on his foot! Edge rolls up and shoots off the ropes behind him. Edge flips over the ropes across the ring and splashes into a dazed Daan Smit!

Jim Ross- “Edge takes flight!”

King- “There’s a hardcore champion! Right there!”

Edge staggers around the outside for a bit. Edge rolls Daan up to his feet and slams his face off the barricade closest to him! Edge shoves Daan over the barricade and follows him after grabbing a trashcan lid from under the ring. Daan gets to his feet and Edge slams the trashcan lid over his head. Daan staggers around heading further into the crowd. Edge slams the trashcan lid off Daan’s back. Daan falls to his knees and starts to crawl away.

Jim Ross- “Edge is being relentless with that trashcan lid!”

King- “He can taste his first singles gold, JR! The hunger for first gold is what is driving Edge right now, I guarantee you!”

Edge sets Daan up against the glass panel wall between the stage supports. Edge backs up and looks to set up Daan for a “Spear”. Edge runs at Daan, but Daan ducks out of the way and Edge slams his head through the glass panel and falls on a pyro maker! Edge crawls out of the open area where the panel used to be, blinded by the pyro.

Jim Ross- “Daan could have killed Edge inadvertently!”

King- “Oh I am sure it was on purpose! Just look at Daan, he is an evil man with evil thoughts, JR!”

Edge crawls around, trying to regain his sight. Daan grabs the cotton candy from the vendor and slams the giant cardboard piece over Edge’s head. Daan pulls off some cotton candy and stuffs some in Edge’s mouth to add to the humiliation.

King- “Oh that is just uncalled for!”

Jim Ross- “And what if Edge did it?”

King- “It would be hilarious! Get with the times, JR!”

Jim Ross- “Weren’t you calling him arrogant and obnoxious earlier?”

King- “That’s because he runs his mouth about the Golden Boys, again keep up with the times JR!”

Daan Smit stomps away on Edge, grabbing a replica title belt from one of the fans. Edge pulls himself to his feet. Daan levels Edge with the title belt replica and hands it back to the fan. Daan pulls the cardboard off from Edge’s neck and pins him against the cold hard concrete; 1……… 2……… Edge kicks out!

King- “Edge is so resilient!”

Jim Ross- “That was a nasty shot from that title belt replica!”

King- “Daan is so despicable, stealing a fan’s souvenir to assault poor Edge!”

Jim Ross- “The fan gave it to him and Daan did give it right back.”

Daan grabs Edge by the hair and pulls him to his feet. Daan lifts Edge up by one leg and falls back, planting Edge’s face over the ramp! Edge busts himself wide open and lies there a bloody heap. Daan drags Edge away from the ramp.

Jim Ross- “What is Daan going to do now?”

King- “I don’t know but I can tell you what I do know… I won’t like it!”

Daan climbs up on the ramp and stands there looking down at Edge. Lita comes up the ramp and jumps on Daan’s back, trying to choke him and cause a distraction long enough for Edge to get back up and out of harm’s way. Daan throws Lita off and dives off the stge, delivering a headbutt to Edge’s midsection!

King- “NO! I TOLD YOU I WOULD NOT LIKE IT!”

Jim Ross- “Daan Smit just sacrificed himself with that head butt!”

Daan after awhile pulls himself over Edge attempting another pin fall of the match; 1……… 2……… Edge throws his arm up and brings his shoulder along for the ride! Dan pulls himself up to his knees, looking disappointed he didn’t have the match won there. Daan pulls Edge off the ground and walks him backstage. Daan slams Edge’s head off the first concrete wall he comes to.

Jim Ross- “Daan Smit giving Edge the grand tour!”

King- “Daan Smit is a no good common thug! Get this match back in the ring where it belongs!”

Jim Ross- “This is a hardcore match, it belongs everywhere!”

Daan takes Edge right into his locker room! Daan grabs his jock he worked out in and shoves it in Edge’s face! Edge staggers back and walks right into the door out! Edge falls back and Daan grabs a plastic tree and drops it on Edge’s face!

King- “OH THAT IS JUST WRONG! HE RUBBED HIS JOCK IN EDGE’S FACE!”

Jim Ross- “That was a bit disturbing, I will give you that.”

Daan picks Edge up and sends him back out into the hallway. Daan soon follows Edge out into the hallway but not after grabbing the television set CMF paid for and had placed in the locker room so Daan could track the show. Daan drops the television on top of Edge and then makes a third cover; 1……… 2……… Edge kicks out once again!

King- “Daan is throwing everything he can muster at Edge and he just can’t put him down! This speaks volumes about Edge, JR!”

Jim Ross- “I do not doubt his abilities, King. I just don’t like his arrogance, believing he should be competing for the world title his first month with the CMF.”

Daan pulls Edge up and drags him down the hallway by his long locks. Daan goes to slam Edge’s face off the refreshment’s table but Edge blocks it! Edge sends Daan’s face into the refreshments! Edge grabs the coffee pot and splash it in Daan’s face, blinding him!

Jim Ross- “Edge just blinded Daan!”

King- “Taste of his own medicine I say!”

Edge takes the coffee pot and shatters it over Daan’s face. Edge takes Daan by the hair and drags him around the locker room. Edge takes Daan into the girl’s locker room and kicks in a stall door. Edge scoops Daan up and drops his head right in the toilet! Edge grabs Daan’s legs and throws him back right into the stall door. Daan kneels down and hooks Edge’s leg; 1……… 2……… Edge kicks out and puts Daan in a single leg Boston crab! Daan screams out in agonizing pain. Edge pulls Daan to his feet after doing the damage to his leg. Edge slams Daan’s face off the bathroom mirror, busting him wide open and allowing toilet water to run through his cuts.

Jim Ross- “Edge is showing his viciousness here tonight!”

King- “Edge is making impact, plain and simple!”

Edge spins Daan around several times and out of nowhere lifts up Daan, turns to the side and delivers a spear type maneuver into the diaper changing bed. Edge covers Daan; 1……… 2……… 3………

Lillian Garcia- “Here is your winner and the NEW Hardcore Champion of the CMF… Edge!”

Edge celebrates as the referee hands him the hardcore championship. Edge stomps Daan a few times and leaves him to rot in the girl’s bathroom. Vengeance cuts off to start hyping the next match!

Women's championship (Hardcore match)
Maria Kanellis vs. Stacy Keibler

Lillian Garcia- “The following triple threat is a hardcore match scheduled for one fall! This triple threat match is for the woman’s championship of the CMF!”

Lilian Garcia- “Introducing first! She is one of the challengers on her way to the ring at this time, Stacy Keibler!”

Stacy’s music begins to play as she makes her way on down to the ring at this time to a chorus of boos from the fans.

King- “I love when Stacy has matches! Just look at those long dancer’s legs, JR!”

JR- “Easy there tiger, don’t have a heart attack.”

Lillian Garcia- “Introducing next! She is the second challenger on her way to the ring at this time, Maria Kanellis!”

”With Legs Like That” begins to play as Maria steps out from behind the black curtain to a HUGE ovation from the fans! Maria holds up her hand and waves to the fans around the arena! Maria blows kisses to the fans and heads down to the ring!

King- “I want to be Maria’s sex education teacher!”

Jim Ross- “I say she could teach you more then you would her.”

King- “I’m an easy going professor though JR! That does not bother me one bit!”

Stacy and Maria all gather in the ring, being felt up by referee Buzz Leer and checked for illegal weapons they may be hiding on their person. Buzz Leer finds nothing and calls for the bell to start the match! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Jim Ross- “Sencerity Campbell bowed out of the CMF this week but the show must go on and we must have a women’s champion by the end of the night!”

King- “Oh how I will miss Sencerity, she was such a peach!”

This match didn’t make to me due personal circumstances of the writer. Therefore we have a new womens champion in Maria Kanellis!.

Torrie Wilson/Roxas Knoxx vs. Tamara Nikolai-Wilson/Alex Armacost

Okay- we had two rp for the match, and two who did angle.. Therefore…. Torrie Wilson picks up the win.

Jedi Tank is heading towards the ring with his light saber in hand. Jason David Frank approaches Tank with Amy Jo Johnson by his side (for those of you who don’t know they were the original green and pink power rangers).

Jedi Tank- “Good to see you again, it is.”

Tank extends his hand and shakes Jason’s hand.

Jason Frank- “Hey thanks for the tickets man, how’s the kid?”

Jedi Tank- “Fine, my son is.”

Jason Frank- “That’s great man, you ready to put a hurt on Nick?”

Jedi Tank- “I will do what I must. The help of the white ranger, I could use.”

Jason Frank- “You know that’s just a character I played right man?”

Jedi Tank- “Always be in the white ranger, in the eyes of the children. In your heart, the white ranger you will always be.”

Jason Frank- “Right, so I’ll be sitting ring side with Amy here cheering you on. Keep that sick bastard Nick inline okay?”

Jedi Tank- “Allowed to takeover more, the sith must not be.”

Jedi Tank places his hand on Jason’s shoulder and then walks off. Jason turns to Amy and shakes his head.

Jason Frank- “He’s a great guy, he’s just a little off in the head.

Amy Jo Johnson- “He is a good heart though.”

Jason Frank- “No denying that.”

Amy and Jason head off together, touring the backstage and seeing how the CMF conducts business.

Brandon vs. Amarchy

Backstage Brandon Wilson finds Amarchy and throws him from wall to wall, busting his head wide open! Brandon takes Amarchy into the boiler room, forcing the psycho to scream in agonizing pain. Brandon grabs a lead pipe from the ground at his feet and strikes Amarchy down, leaving him in a broken pile of whatever he once was. Brandon walks out of the boiler room wiping his hands off on the other.

Ringside…

Lillian Garcia- “The following is a grudge match!”

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”Voodoo” by Godsmack picks up over the PA System as Brandon Wilson steps out from behind the black curtain, throwing out his arms. Brandon heads down to the ring with a smile on his face, listening to the boos from the crowd.

King- “Brandon has finally come around! He has seen Sean for the psycho he truly is and started to make amends with his brother!”

Lillian Garcia- “On his way to the ring at this time… Brandon Wilson!”

Jim Ross- “Brandon turned on a man I thought was his friend, that is what I saw King! Everyone of these fans know Jeremy has been getting exactly what he deserves!”

King- “Yeah well Brandon gave Amarchy what he deserved right before coming out here! He probably decapitated him with that lead pipe!”

Brandon rolls into the ring and grabs a microphone.

Brandon- “I don’t think Amarchy will be coming out here tonight! Something about an earth shattering migraine keeping him from getting out of the boiler room. So I guess my night is easy, I guess I will talk about what I was going to do to Amarchy, before finding out he was just in too much pain to make it to the ring. Maybe I will talk about how I was going to run Amarchy’s skull off all four exposed turnbuckles and then take a steel chair across his skull when the referee’s back was turned! Who knows, I have time to fill since Amarchy decided to nurse a headache instead of come out to this ring and be a man for once in his life! Then again I shouldn’t be surprised, Amarchy is no man… I am pretty sure nobody knows what the hell he is. What I do know about Amarchy is I would have destroyed him in our match tonight! Amarchy…”

”White Ranger Power” hits the CMF PA System… Brandon jumping back in shock. Brandon looks a little confused as he sees the video being played.

Brandon- “WHAT THE HELL?! Who has the damn nerve to interrupt my microphone time like this?! Who the hell?!”

A man in a white Power Ranger costume steps out from behind the black curtain, his hands on his hips. The White Ranger pulls out a sword with a tiger head on the bottom of the handle. The White Ranger walks down to the ring, Brandon confused as hell.

Brandon- “Man I am so going to kick your ass for interrupting me!”

Brandon drops the microphone as White Ranger slides into the ring. Brandon and White Ranger begin to exchange right hands. White Ranger starts to get the advantage and starts to chop Brandon down like a lumberjack! White Ranger sends Brandon back in a daze and then out of nowhere leaps up and spins back delivering a huge kick nearly decapitating Brandon Wilson! Brandon rolls out of the ring holding the back of his neck. Brandon gets to the top of the stage and grabs a microphone from a stagehand.

Brandon- “You don’t work for the CMF, so guess what pal! You just bought yourself a law suit for putting your hands on me! You realize what you might have just cost Jason with that little kick of yours? I hope you have a good attorney pal because you’re going to need it!”

The White Ranger grabs a microphone.

White Ranger- “Your threats don’t mean a thing to me Brandon, because I do have a contract to the CMF and guess what! I am challenging you to a match at Backlash! The rebirth of the Power Rangers is now, to fight the evil that surrounds the CMF!”

”White Ranger Power” begins to play some more as Brandon flips out on the stage, throwing his microphone and hitting a stagehand right in the head! Vengeance cuts off to a brief break to hype the next match.

World championship title match (Steel Cage)
Randy Orton vs. Nick Beausoleil World Title, loser takes Lightweight Championship Special Enforcer: Jedi Tank

Lillian Garcia- “The following match is for the world heavyweight championship! Introducing first, being accompanied by the special enforcer of the match, Jedi Tank… Randy ‘The Legend Killer’ Orton!”

“Burn in my Light” by Mercy Drive begins to play as Randy Orton steps out from the black curtain, Jedi Tank by his side. Randy tries to shoos the Jedi away, but to no avail. Randy turns his back to Tank and poses for the fans, getting a chorus of boos in return. Randy heads down to the ring with a cocky walk with each step he takes.

King- “I am appalled this match is not the main event! Sean Fuller should be in jail, not competing here tonight!”

Jim Ross- “If you ask me Sean Fuller has given Jeremy Wilson exactly what he has had coming ever since he first stepped into the CMF!”

King- “Watch your tongue, JR! You know if Jason or Nick heard you say that they would not hesitate to cut out your tongue!”

Lillian Garcia- “And his opponent, he is the current world heavyweight champion… Nick Beausoleil!”

Nick’s music begins to play as the fans begin to boo even louder. Nick steps out from behind the black curtain with the world heavyweight championship held high above his head, rubbing it in the faces of all the fans.

Jim Ross- “Now here is a man who should be in prison, King! Jason and Nick at Backlash stripped Tank of the world title because they didn’t want a Jedi prancing around with their prestigious world title! Because obviously a man who abuses women is a much better choice!”

King- “Nick gets the job done. Tank does not get the job done. It is plain and simple, JR! Anyone can see it, now why can’t you?”

Nick heads down to the ring as Tank stares a hole right through him, almost wanting to burn a hole through him. Referee Chad Recluse tells Tank to stand outside the cage and watch the door.

King- “Oh great Nick won’t win the match through the door! Tank is standing right there!”

Jim Ross- “I doubt Tank will cost Nick the title, he isn’t an asshole like Nick is.”

King- “Please, JR! You have to be kidding me! Nick and Jason STRIPPED and EMBARASSED Tank backstage! Tank has to be feeling a little ill will towards Nick.”

Nick climbs into the cage and sets the world title on the steel steps as he does. Nick stretches out and Tank slams the cage door shut behind Nick, startling him a little bit. Tank pulls out a strand of barbed wire from under the ring and starts to tie the cage door shut.

King- “Hey what is this? That is not in the rules, JR! What is Tank doing?”

Jim Ross- “Making this cage match a whole lot more interesting!”

King- “AND TANK IS OUT THERE JR! THAT is not fair!”

Jim Ross- “I don’t know about that but I do know Tank being around the ring during this match will make it a whole lot more interesting!”

Nick does not seem to trust Tank at ringside, but then again who does Nick trust? Sometimes some may wonder if he even trusts himself. Nick shifts his full attention on his opponent, Randy Orton, who in turn places his full attention on Nick. Nick and Randy Orton circle one another around the ring. Nick gets around to the door and tries to escape, but realizes the door has been tied shut with several strands of barbed wire thanks to Jedi Tank.

King- “Why did that idiot have to use barbed wire? Not everyone is insane enough to touch that stuff!”

Jim Ross- “That would be the point it keeps them both in the cage!”

Nick and Orton tie up in the middle of the ring and battle back and forth! Nick takes his forearm and throws it across the jaw of Randy Orton! Orton staggers around. Nick follows up and rakes Orton’s face from behind. Nick pulls Orton back and slams him hard off the canvas! Nick rolls Orton up and sends him to the corner. Nick goes to clothesline Orton in the corner. Orton steps out and throws his elbow into Nick’s face. Orton sends Nick into the side of the cage.

Jim Ross- “Randy Orton is a tremendous athlete, he can get the job done!”

King- “Yeah but Nick can do that one move that will make us all cringe and it usually wins him the match!”

Randy grabs Nick by the hair and walks him around the ring, making him a little dizzy. Nick starts to fire right hands at Randy. Randy fires some right hands back at Nick. Randy goes to slam Nick against the side of the steel cage once again but Nick blocks and spins around sending Randy Orton against the side of the cage.

Jim Ross- “Nick and Orton are really going at it!”

King- “I don’t know who’s going to win this one here, JR!”

Nick looks over at the cage door, shuddering at the thought of it being tied shut with barbed wire. Nick climbs up to the top turnbuckle and looks like he might try to make an escape from the cage. Randy Orton walks over and climbs up next to Nick. Nick and Randy battle one another. Nick swats at Randy enough to make him lose his balance and rack himself on top rope. Randy falls back in the ring and positions himself away from the ropes. Nick jumps off the ropes and drives his back into Randy’s chest, knocking the wind out of the legend killer.

Jim Ross- “Nick might have just secured his victory with that top rope senton!”

King- “Nick might have broken a rib two on Randy Orton!”

Nick slowly pulls himself back to his feet. Nick throws a few right hands at Orton. Nick puts Orton in the corner and then throws his elbow into his face. Nick drags Orton to the middle of the ring and looks to deliver the “Sick and Twisted” right in the middle of the ring, but Orton counters and looks to hit the “RKO” out of nowhere, but Nick blocks it and hooks up Orton and throws him back. Orton uses the ropes to help get himself back to his feet. Nick gets to his feet before Orton. Nick walks over to Orton throwing a few more right hands to try to keep the legend killer down.

Jim Ross- “Nick knows how to keep a championship, that is certain.”

King- “He knows how to beat someone up, you mean.”

Nick pulls Orton to the middle of the ring. Orton delivers a jawbreaker to Nick out of nowhere! Orton hooks up Nick’s legs under his arms. Orton drags Nick back a few steps. Orton falls back and catapults Nick into the side of the cage! Nick staggers around the ring and walks right into an “RKO” from Randy Orton!

Jim Ross- “I don’t think anyone could have seen that coming!”

King- “Especially not Nick! He got launched into the steel cage and then Orton jumps up and delivers the RKO!”

Orton crawls over to the ropes. Orton slowly pulls himself up using the ropes. Nick lies there flat on his back, breathing deeply. Orton grasps the steel cage with one hand. Orton takes his other hand and grasps the steel cage with it. Orton begins to slowly climb up the side of the steel cage attempting to make a break for it. Nick slowly starts to show a little movement. Orton drapes himself against the side of the steel cage, latching his arms in the top in some weird way. Orton takes a moment to breathe some, needing a bit more energy before he lifts his body up to the top of the cage.

Jim Ross- “Randy Orton is seconds away from becoming the new world champion!”

King- “I don’t think he has it in him to make it over!”

Jim Ross- “He could try the door, King.”

King- “That’s so not funny, JR!”

Nick sees out of the corner of his eye how close Randy Orton is getting to springing up to the top of the cage. Nick tries to sit up but just ends up falling on his stomach, a little closer to the ropes. Tank lights his up saber and puts it in one of the holes, nearly burning some hair off Nick’s head. Nick springs up on his knees, causing a little more pain then he would have liked. Nick narrows his eyes, staring at Tank. Tank smiles as he puts his light saber away.

King- “That idiot! Did you see he tried to decapitate the champion!”

Jim Ross- “All I saw was Tank seeing if Nick had anything left.”

King- “That might have really hurt him in the long run! You can’t rush things, Nick knows that! That is why he is the world champion and Tank is standing on the outside a jealous Jedi!”

Jim Ross- “I say whoever wins here tonight will have to face Tank on down the line.”

King- “Yeah right, Jason won’t let Tank get another title shot anytime soon.”

Orton lifts his feet off the top rope, about to throw them up on top of the steel cage. Nick falls against the ropes and begins to climb to catch Randy Orton. Randy Orton lies there on top of the steel cage, showing his fatigue. Nick delivers a few hard right hands to Orton’s side. Nick hooks Orton’s arm and his leg and does a front flip Samoan drop off the top rope!

Jim Ross- “OH MY! NICK MIGHT HAVE JUST KILLED RANDY ORTON!”

King- “Oh dear I hope not! Why can’t Tank be the one to almost die?”

Nick and Orton both lie there flat on their backs, showing just how little they can still take. Nick starts to crawl towards the door. Nick gets to the door and places his hand right on the barbed wire… getting cuts all over the palm of his hand. Nick screams and pulls himself to his feet using the ropes. Nick stalks Orton with his eyes. Nick steps out from the corner and helps Orton to his feet. Nick pulls Orton to the corner. Orton battles out of the corner and puts Nick in it instead! Orton scoops Nick up and puts him in the tree of woe. Orton staggers across the ring. Orton takes a few to catch his breath, leaning in the corner. Orton runs across the ring and runs his foot and shin into Nick’s face! Nick falls out of the tree of woe with the impact of Orton’s kick.

Jim Ross- “That’s how much Randy Orton wants to be champion!”

King- Who ties a cage door shut with barbed wire? Jason should come out here with bolt cutters and fix this!”

Jim Ross- “I doubt that, King. Tank is the special enforcer and he is enforcing the rule of escaping the cage by climbing out.”

King- “It’s not fair! I say whatever way they can escape is good enough!”

Jim Ross- “That is why you’re not the special enforcer, King.”

King- “Yeah well if I was there would NOT be barbed wire on the door tying it shut and Nick’s hand would not be bloody!”

Orton pulls Nick to the middle of the ring. Orton bounces off the ropes and drops a knee across Nick’s face. Orton makes a pin attempt over Nick; 1……… 2……… Nick rolls his shoulder off the canvas. Orton slams his hands off the canvas and then climbs up to the top turnbuckle with the idea he can escape the cage.

Jim Ross- “Randy Orton is on a mission! He is going to escape!”

King- “You’re damn right he is! But you can’t ever count Nick Beausoleil out!”

Randy Orton climbs to the top of the cage as Nick gets back to his feet and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Orton looks like he is going to climb on over and win the match, but Nick latches onto him and climbs up to the top of the cage with Randy. Orton and Nick both use one another to stand up on the top of the cage.

Jim Ross- “Oh my I do not like where this is going, King.”

King- “Neither do I! One of them could get seriously hurt and then we would not get to see them for a very long time if ever again!”

Jim Ross- “And that would be a bad thing?”

King- “Oh JR! You know they are the best the CMF has!”

Nick and Orton exchange right hands, trying to knock the other back into the ring and take the worst fall of their career… one of them I am sure. Nick squats down, staring to lose his balance. Orton smiles, thinking he sees an opening. Nick comes out of nowhere and low blows Orton! Nick stands up and shoves Orton off the top of the cage!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Orton lands outside of the cage… looking like he just run over by a train or something.

Lillian Garcia- “Here is your winner of the match and the NEW CMF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… RANDY ORTON!”

Nick cannot believe it as he stands there on top of the cage looking down at Randy Orton. Nick begins to smile though, realizing it is not a complete loss, he is still one of the top champions the CMF has.

Lillian Garcia- “And your NEW LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… Nick!”

Nick starts to climb off the top of the cage, back into the ring. The cage raises as Nick stands there, staring at Randy Orton, who has not moved an inch since he took the fall. Nick looks like he is going to finish the job, but Jedi Tank walks around and keeps Nick at a distance, lighting up his saber. Nick holds up his hands and steps back with a smile. The referee hands Nick his lightweight championship.

Jim Ross- “That was just cold… Nick shoved Randy off the top of the cage!”

King- “I really don’t think he cares that he lost the match.”

Nick heads up the ramp, lightweight title in hand.

King- “Well we have a new world champion!”

Jim Ross- “And I say Tank would love to face Randy Orton one on one for the world heavyweight championship!”

Backstage Randy Orton is being tended to by the CMF doctor. Tamara wheels Jeremy over to his side.

Jeremy- “I heard what happened to you.”

Randy- “Yeah nothing big man.”

Tamara gives the two some time to talk, going to get some coffee or something.

Jeremy- “Listen man we can just let Sean take a forfeit victory. I know you are not in any shape to be competing again tonight.”

Randy- “And let that punk beat you? I don’t think so. It won’t take much more from me to go out there and teach him to have some respect for the golden boys.”

Jeremy- “Man take it from someone who knows, Sean is cheap and he is vicious. You can’t go into a match against him not being 100%.”

Randy- “Trust me man, I have it covered. But what do you say we light one up we still have a few minutes before the match actually starts.”

Jeremy- “As long as you don’t try to short me again… asshole.”

Randy laughs as he wheels Jeremy into his locker room.

***Main Event***
Jeremy Wilson vs. Sean Fuller - non title
Hell in a Cell – Ladder Match

Lillian Garcia- “The following match is the MAIN EVENT of the evening and it is a HELL IN A CELL LADDER MATCH!”

Jim Ross- “The CMF has never had a hell in a cell ladder match! Personally I do not like the sound of putting a twenty foot ladder on top of a thirty foot structure, but damn it Jeremy accepted the challenge!”

King- “And he won’t even be competing here tonight! Randy Orton is pulling double duty tonight!”

Jim Ross- “I don’t know why he did that. Randy Orton has to be the most arrogant man walking the CMF roster.”

King- “It’s called being a friend, JR! If you had any you might know that!”

“Man in a Box” by Alice in Chains begins to play as Randy Orton steps out from behind the black curtain, pushing Jeremy Wilson in a wheelchair. Orton shoves Jeremy a little and poses for the crowd. Orton runs to catch Jeremy before he slams into the side of the steel cage. Randy Orton parks Jeremy over by JR and Jim Ross before entering the Hell in a Cell structure, where he will look up and see the ladder grafted to the top like Jeremy’s wedding ring is grafted to his finger.

Jim Ross- “Look at that wedding band on his hand King, maybe marriage will actually mean something to Jeremy now.”

King- “He is sitting right here with the use of both of his arms, JR… do you really want to insult him to his face?”

Jim Ross- “He needs to hear it King! Jeremy needs to hear that he is a rotten man who treats women as dog treats!”

Jeremy just sits there, staring at the hell in a cell structure looking a bit depressed.

Lillian Garcia- “And his opponent…”

“The Game” by Motorhead hits as the fans all rise in respect.

King- “OH MY! I think we are going to be blessed right now with the presence of Triple H, JR!”

Jim Ross- “I say Triple H WAS NOT happy that Sean Fuller involved his wife in this affair of his with Jeremy.”

King- “Oh Sean is going to get it!”

Sean Fuller steps out from behind the black curtain, Keira Nikolai standing by his side. Sean Fuller takes a sip of water and then sprays it, mocking the real game! The fans cheer as Sean Fuller marches down to the ring, continuing to mock The Game Triple H along the way. Keira does a little mockery of Stephanie.

King- “Oh Sean is going to get it!”

Jim Ross- “If Triple H can get up out of his wheelchair long enough to come out here for real!”

King- “Oh JR, he is so going to kill you for that.”

Sean Fuller grabs a microphone as he stands there at the bottom of the ramp, looking up at Randy Orton.

Sean Fuller- I bet you thought you were going to have a little help for a second there, didn’t you Randall?”

Sean laughs.

Sean Fuller- “Yeah well get used to disappointment tonight because it is not over. You won’t win the match, you won’t avenge your little buddy over there, and well… you won’t be walking out of here without being on a damn stretcher. You see Randall Orton, there is a NEW Cerebral Assassin emerging in the CMF. I know SOMEONE might have a problem with me saying that, but guess what, I don’t care. If he has a problem with my accusation then he can get his old wrinkled ass out of his wheelchair and do something about it. But that won’t happen, so lets get this match started!”

Sean Fuller drops the microphone and walks right into the hell in a cell. Randy Orton looks ready to fight. Referee Diane Recluse signals for the bell; Ding! Ding! Ding!

King- “Sean Fuller is so going to get it!”

Jim Ross- “Sean Fuller is not too far from the truth. He has sunk Jeremy here into a depressive state!”

Sean Fuller walks back out of the hell in a cell and starts to climb up the structure, Randy Orton confused. Randy Orton goes to leave the cell as well.

Jim Ross- “Sean Fuller wanting to take this to the top of the cell!”

King- “Probably wants to end it and get the hell out of here. I know if I had done what he has I wouldn’t want any part of either Golden Boy!”

Orton walks around the cell and goes to climb up. Sean Fuller jumps off the side of the cell and clubs Orton in the head with a double elbow!

Jim Ross- “Sean Fuller just baited the new world champion into that one!”

King- “Oh what a cheap shot by our United States Champion!”

Sean rolls Orton to his face and slams his face off the side of the cell. Sean Fuller takes Randy Orton inside Hell in a Cell.

Jim Ross- “Sean Fuller has the advantage starting this match!”

King- “He is a cheap bastard, that is for damn sure, JR.”

Sean rolls Randy Orton into the ring and pulls his head right over the side. Sean drops his elbow over Orton’s face. Sean jumps up on the apron and then jumps back off delivering a leg drop to the new world heavyweight champion. Sean rolls into the ring and pulls Randy Orton to the middle. Sean Fuller bounces off the ropes. Sean Fuller builds some momentum running the ropes. Sean delivers an elbow drop to the world champion and then goes for the “Crossface”! Sean locks it in and Orton shows how much pain he is in.

King- “Illegal choke!”

Jim Ross- “I don’t think so, King, and even if it was this is a hell in a cell match… anything goes!”

Sean relinquishes the hold and rolls up to his feet, the fans showing their support. Sean drops his foot across the back of Orton’s neck. Sean places his foot on the back of Orton’s head and rubs his face into the canvas, driving his foot into the back of Orton’s head.

King- “Oh how disrespectful! When Randy Orton gets his bearings in order I can bet you all the marbles Sean Fuller will pay for that!”

Jim Ross- “Yeah well right now Sean Fuller is having his fun while putting the world champion to the limit! He is really showing me something.”

Sean Fuller ducks out of the ring and walks out of Hell in a Cell, closing the door behind him. Sean begins to climb the side of the cell.

Jim Ross- “You think Sean Fuller will actually try to win the match this early?”

King- “He isn’t smart enough to capitalize on what he has already done to Randy Orton thus far in the match.

Sean Fuller begins to climb to the top of Hell in a Cell. Randy Orton starts to come to shortly after Sean starts his climb. Randy Orton rolls out of the ring, holding the back of his neck. Randy Orton digs under the ring and grabs a crowbar. Orton walks out of Hell in a Cell and looks around. Orton looks up and sees Sean almost at the top of Hell in a Cell. Orton starts to climb the structure, chasing after Sean Fuller.

King- “Sean is going to get it now!”

Jim Ross- “If Randy Orton can catch him.”

King- “He’s the legend killer and new world champion, JR, of course he can!”

Sean starts to make his way up the grafted ladder. Orton gets to the top of the cell and takes the crowbar right to Sean’s tailbone! Orton grabs Sean’s legs and whips him off the ladder and slams his back against the top of the cell!

Jim Ross- “That cell structure can give out, it has happened before!”

King- “Yeah well if it is going to give out, it better happen to Sean Fuller! I can’t think of a man who deserves to take that fall more!”

Orton falls over Sean and starts to deliver several right hands. The camera angles switch, showing Jeremy sitting there at ringside listening to the fans and the little he can hear from JR and King.

Jim Ross “I’ve never seen Jeremy look so depressed.”

King- “Sean should be shot between the eyes for what he has put Jeremy through! Any man who can make so many women cry deserve to be shot!”

Jim Ross- “You either just condoned Sean’s actions or defended Jeremy, I can’t decide which…”

Randy Orton pulls Sean to his feet on top of Hell in a Cell. Orton slams Sean’s head off the ladder in the middle. Orton lifts Sean up on his shoulder and falls back, driving Sean’s face into the top of Hell in a Cell!

Jim Ross- “That might hurt Sean a little more, but it has to take a little out of Randy Orton too! His back was hitting cold hard steel!”

King- “That’s what this business means to Randy Orton, he will give his own blood and even more of his opponent’s blood!”

Orton slowly pulls himself back to his feet. Orton brings Sean to his feet and throws his entire body off the ladder! Sean staggers for a minute and looks like he is about to crash. Randy Orton picks up his crowbar and hits Sean right between the eyes, busting the United States Champion wide open!

King- “YES! SNAP HIS NECK NOW RANDY!”

Jim Ross- “Randy Orton has taken firm control over this match!”

King- “This is not a match, this is a slaughter!”

Orton pulls a bloody Sean Fuller to his feet, twisting his neck to one side. Orton tucks Sean’s head under his arm and Sean falls from his feet and rests there on his knees, his head hooked under Orton’s arm. Orton starts to walk backwards up the ladder, dragging Sean Fuller along for the ride.

Jim Ross- “What is Randy Orton thinking?”

King- “I don’t know but it will not be a good thing for one Sean Fuller!”

Orton steps over to the other side of the ladder and turns his back to Sean, rolling his head so it is over his shoulder.

Jim Ross- “Oh no… King… he is not going to do what I think he is going to do!”

King- “I think he is! AND HE SHOULD!”

Orton flies off the top of the ladder bringing Sean Fuller along with him! Orton delivers the “RKO” to Sean Fuller off the top of the ladder!

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Both participants of the match lie there flat on their back on top of the cell. Randy Orton starts to pull himself to his feet. Orton grabs Sean Fuller by his head, pulling him to his feet along with him. Sean Fuller is barely even able to stand at this point, but he is being forced to by the world champion Randy Orton.

King- “This is why Randy Orton is the new world heavyweight champion!”

Jim Ross- “Actually he is the champion because Nick in a psychotic rage sent him the wrong way off the top of the steel cage!”

Randy Orton walks Sean over to the side of the ring, looking down at the commentator’s table.

Jim Ross- “Don’t do it Randy, think of your wife! Think of your children!”

King- “YEAH RANDY! Think of your family!”

Without a second of hesitation Randy Orton delivers a second “RKO” off the top of the hell in a cell structure! Sean Fuller hits the padded concrete and Randy Orton CRASHES THROUGH THE COMMENTATOR’S TABLE!

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Jim Ross- “OH MY GOD! RANDY ORTON JUST BROKE HIMSELF!”

King- “NO! THAT IS NOT HOW THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!”

Both Sean Fuller and Randy Orton lie there flat on their backs. A medical team runs out from the backstage area and immediately start to tend to the legend killer Randy Orton, not giving Sean Fuller a second though. Sean pulls himself up and sits there with his back against the hell in a cell structure.

”My World” begins to play as the crowd erupts with cheers. Lee Dragonali steps out from behind the black curtain, holding a struggling Tara Thompson by her hair. The CMF Medical Team get Randy Orton ton a stretcher, still not giving a second thought to Sean Fuller, who seems to need them a little bit more then Randy Orton.

Lee Dragonali- “Look up here Jeremy, I have something that you might like to have returned to her position in the back!”

Lee holds a microphone to Tara’s mouth.

Tara Thompson- “HELP ME! SOMEBODY HELP ME!”

Jeremy clenches his fist as Lee lifts the young interviewer up on his shoulders and snaps her down on the stage, knocking her out with the “Demonic Edge”! Lee stands up, looking down at what he has done. Lee lifts up his microphone and heads down to the ring.

Lee Dragonali- “She just wouldn’t shut up so I shut her up! But you know, hurting Tara while you’re down there unable to do a damn thing is not the reason I am out here. I am out here because Sean Fuller foresaw something. Sean Fuller foresaw he might not be able to do anything after the match and he didn’t want you to get off tonight knowing Randy Orton was going to do your dirty work, or at least try to.”

Lee Dragonali walks around the Hell in a Cell and stands over Jeremy Wilson.

Lee Dragonali- “So guess what, I am going to do his dirty work since he doesn’t look like he will be able to tonight.”

Dragonali takes the microphone and slams it down on Jeremy’s head. King gets up from his position and takes off his headset. King gets in Lee Dragonali’s face.

Lee Dragonali- “Watch it King… you wouldn’t want me to Tara Thompson you, right?”

King does not seem amused.

Jim Ross- “My broadcast colleague Jerry ‘The King’ Lawler has seen enough it seems! He is right up in the face of Lee Dragonali!”

Lee runs King right into the side of Hell in a Cell. Jeremy wheels out and then leaps up from the chair, balancing up on one leg.

Jim Ross- “Well I don’t’ believe it! Jeremy has found the strength to get up!”

Jeremy turns Lee Dragonali around and throws several right hands at him, shoving him into the side of the Hell in a Cell. Sean Fuller climbs to his feet, wobbling around… blood covering his entire face. Sean Fuller grabs a screwdriver from under the ring, taking a few minutes to get back to his feet. Sean grabs a rag from under the ring and wipes the blood off his face.

Jim Ross- “Sean Fuller has lost his mind… he needs to medical attention!”

Jeremy,battles Lee Dragonali off and then gets clipped from behind with a screwdriver by Sean Fuller. Sean drives the end of the screwdriver into the back of Jeremy’s knee, busting through the cast.

Jim Ross- “OH MY GOD! Sean is sick! Sean drove a screwdriver through Jeremy’s cast! I hope that didn’t that didn’t get his knee!”

Jeremy holds his leg, showing that the screwdriver did make contact with his knee. Sean crawls over to Jeremy, stabbing his cast with his screwdriver, going ballistic. Sean pulls himself away from Jeremy, pulling off the cast as he crawls away. Sean crawls back and wraps his arm around Jeremy’s leg, stabbing it with the screwdriver as well as sinking his teeth in.

Jim Ross- “Sean Fuller has cracked!”

Lee Dragonali leaves up the ramp as Sean continues to do his worse. Sean crawls over to the ring as the hell in a cell lifts back up away from the ring. Sean Fuller grabs a sledgehammer from under the ring and slowly pulls himself to his feet. Sean Fuller falls back to the ground, the loss of blood finally getting to him.

Jim Ross- “Somebody get a medical team out here or get Sean Fuller to a hospital!”

Sean pulls himself to his feet after leaning against the sledgehammer. Sean stands up and then drives/trips and slams the sledgehammer right into the side of Jeremy’s knee! Jeremy lets out a scream as Lee Dragonali steps back out from behind the black curtain with a coffin on wheels. Lee rolls the coffin around the ring and collects Jeremy, who’s knee is probably about to fall off. Lee lifts up Jeremy and drops him heartlessly into the coffin, slamming the lid shut. Lee grabs Sean by his ankles and drops him in Jeremy’s wheelchair, dragging them both to the back.

Jim Ross- “Where could Lee Dragonali be taking Jeremy and Sean Fuller? This is insane!!!”