WWE Fan Fic [ Smackdown - Boyd Plays The Nontstop Action Game ]

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[Permission From Star]

 

I'm competing against Star with a bigger, better Fan Fiction! You may enter as many characters as you like, but NOT ALL will be approved.

 

Name:

Age:

Hieght:

Wieght:

From:

Theme:

Appearence:

Finishers: (Up To 2)

 

[spoiler=Roster]

[spoiler=Smackdown!]

Big Show

Carlito

Curt Hawkins

Ezekiel Jackson

Festus

Jeff Hardy

Jesse

Jimmy Wang Yang

Kenny Dykstra

Kung Fu Naki

Montel Vontavious Porter (MVP)

Primo

R-Truth

Ryan Braddock

Scotty Goldman

Shelton Benjamin

Striker "Yank" Boyd

Super Crazy

The Brian Kendrick

The Great Khali

Triple H

Undertaker

Vladimir Kozlov

Zack Ryder

Edge

Hurricane Helms

Mr. Kennedy

Umaga

Brie Bella

Maria

Maryse

Michelle McCool

Natalya

Victoria

 

 

[spoiler=RAW]

Batista

Charlie Haas

Chris Jericho

Chuck Palumbo

CM Punk

Cody Rhodes

Danny White

D-Lo Brown

Deuce

Hacksaw Jim Duggan

Justin "Hurikan" Ray

Jack Byron

Jamie Noble

John Bradshaw Layfield (JBL)

John Cena

JTG

Kane

Kofi Kingston

Manu

Paul Burchill

Paul London

Randy Orton

Rey Mysterio

Ron Simmons

Santino Marella

Shad

Shawn Michaels

Snitsky

Ted DiBiase

Val Venis

William Regal

Hardcore Holly

Stone Cold Steve Austin

Melina

Beth Phoenix

Candice Michelle

Jillian

Katie Lea Burchill

Kelly Kelly

Layla

Mickie James

 

 

[spoiler=ECW]

Armando Estrada

Bam Neely

Boogeyman

Chavo Guererro

Evan Bourne

Finlay

Hornswoggle

Jack Swagger

John Morrison

Mark Henry

Matt Hardy

Mike Knox

Nick Da Man

Ricky Ortiz

The Miz

Tommy Dreamer

Elijah Burke

 

 

[spoiler=Champions]

ALL VACANT

 

 

 

 

[CrabHelmet]

Name: Kamina
Age: 20
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 150 lbs
From: Jeeha Village
Theme: Is incredibly manly, charging headlong into the most unbalanced of fights.
[spoiler=Appearence:][img]http://api.ning.com/files/3ua75cGBZuKpofsQj6mcIuhKz8OMS*HnzD7vRgBzzF4_/KaminaMotivational.jpg[/img][/spoiler]
Finishers: (Up To 2)
1. GIGA DRILL BREAKER - Pulls a giant drill larger than himself out of nowhere.
2. WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM KICK - Should be self-explanatory.

Name: Orange
Age: 32
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 180 lbs
From: Holy Empire of Britannia
Theme: LOYALTY. He's 50% man, 50% machine, and 200% LOYALTY.
[spoiler=Appearence:][img]http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f356/AmuroNT1/Code%20Geass/R2/orange2hd5.jpg[/img][img]http://randomc.animeblogger.net/image/CODE%20GEASS/CODE%20GEASS%20R2%20-%2009%20-%20Large%2039.jpg[/img][/spoiler]
Finishers: (Up To 2)
1. STORM OF LOYALTY - Always accompanied by the shout "Take this, my storm of loyalty!".
2. ALL HAIL - The opponent doesn't have enough loyalty to the emperor? This will teach them.

Name: Gaston
Age: No one's 27 like Gaston
Height/Weight: When he was a lad he ate four dozen eggs each morning to help him get large. And now that he's grown he eats five dozen eggs, so he's roughly the size of a barge.
From: A village in France
Theme/Appearance: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oAT3sCuYigU
Finishers: (Up To 2)
1. AS YOU SEE I'VE GOT BICEPS TO SPARE - He picks up the opponent and throws him.
2. NO ONE TAKES CHEAP SHOTS LIKE GASTON - An attack of questionable morality that hits the opponent when he's down.

This will make this fanfic far more manly.

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Okay...

 

[spoiler=RAW, Monday, November 10th, 2008]

 

RAW Opening

 

“Welcome to RAW! I’m Michael Cole, alongside my partner, Jerry Lawler, and we have a great night of wrestling planned for YOU!”

 

“That’s right! And look at this!”

 

A match card appears on the Titan Tron. On the left, Batista stands next to Justin Ray. On the right, JBL stands next to Cody Rhodes. The match card is removed, replaced by Randy Orton.

 

Randy Orton

 

Randy Orton walks onto the stage, posing for the fans. Cameras flash all over the arena. Orton steps forward some feet, then gives the fans some high fives. The crowd cheers, and he walks up the steel steps. At the top, he picks up a microphone. He goes through the ropes and jumps onto the 2nd rope on the turnbuckle. He poses once more. The music fades, and he brings the microphone to his mouth.

“I deserve higher than the likes of CM Punk and Ted DiBiase.”

The crowd cheers as Orton takes a brief pause.

“I should be taking on Chris Jericho, or Batista. I should be the World Heavyweigh-“

 

 

Shane McMahon runs onto the stage and does his little dance. He jumps around and walks onto the ramp. He gives some people high-fives. He hops around and slides under the ring. He stands up, microphone in hand. Randy Orton steps down and gives Shane a quick glare.

 

“Randy, you are in the same leagues as Punk and Ted. Last week, what happened? You…lost.”

 

“I’m aware, but-“

 

“No more buts, Orton. You lost. Accept it.”

 

“I DEMAND RESPECT! I AM MAIN EVENT MATERIAL, SHANE!”

 

Shane looks at Randy for a moment. Shane slides out of the ring and walks up the ramp.

 

“Shane, get back here! I’m not done with you!”

 

Shane turns around.

 

“I’m done with YOU, Randy. But…”

 

He pauses and the crowd is silent.

 

“I’ve decided. You and Chris Jericho will fight tonight for the World Heavyweight Championship!”

Randy grins.

 

“Don’t grin, Orton.”

 

Randy looks at Shane with a quizzical look on his face.

 

“Because you and Jericho will be competing in a Tables..”

 

The crowd cheers.

 

“Ladders.”

 

The crowd yells.

 

“And Chairs!”

 

The crowd goes wild as Shane goes backstage. Randy walks in circles, glaring at the empty stage.

 

*Commercial Break*

 

Kofi Kingston

 

Kofi jumped out from backstage. He walks around the stage, just having a good time. The crowd cheered.

 

“From Jamaica;”

 

Kofi walked to the ramp and performed the Thunder-Clap. The fireworks went off.

 

“Weighing in at 231 lbs;”

 

Kofi jumped over the ropes and onto the turnbuckle.

 

“Kofi Kingston!”

 

Kofi jumped from turnbuckle to turnbuckle, giving the fans a show, before the bell rang.

 

Snitsky

 

The large Snitsky walked straight down the ramp, grunting at the fans in the front row. He went through the ropes and glared down Kofi Kingston. The bell rang. Kofi started the match with a dropkick. Snitsky fell back. Kofi jumped back up and ran towards the ropes. He flipped off the top rope, only to be caught be Snitsky. Snitsky performed a Oklahoma, slamming Kofi into the mat. Snitsky stood up, grunting out the crowd who was chanting for Kofi. Kofi got up, Snitsky still facing away. Snitsky turned, and Kofi went for Trouble in Paradise, but Snitsky caught his legs, tossing him into the turnbuckle. Snitsky went to the opposite corner and tried to Spear Kofi. Kofi jumped over Snitsky, then delivering a fast Lionsault-like maneuver. Snitsky fell to the ground. Kofi climbed the ropes. He reached the top and flipped off, performing a moonsault. He hooked Snitsky’s leg.

 

“1, 2, 3!” Kofi got the pin he stood up. His music began to play again. He jumped onto the turnbuckle as the fans cheered for him. He jumped out of the ring, making his way backstage.

 

 

The crowd went wild as Rey made his way to the ring. He handed a mask to the first fan he found wearing a mask. He gave out high-fives, even autographed a few masks on his way to the ring. He got onto the turnbuckle, taunting to the crowd.

“The following is a No Disqualification match. Introducing first, already in the ring. From San Diego, California…Rey Mysterio!”

 

The Miz

 

The Miz made his way to the ring, determined to defeat the masked Mexican.

 

“From Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 231 lbs…The Miz!”

 

The Miz passed through the ropes. He got onto the turnbuckle, showing off his body to the chicks.

The bell rang and the match began. The Miz got an early start, slamming Rey into the steel pole. Rey quickly slammed the Miz’s face into the steps. Miz fell, but gained his balance and stood. He shook, and turned, onto to be tackled by Mysterio. Mysterio walked over to the time keeper, grabbing a sledge hammer. He walked over to the Miz. Miz stood up. Rey swung, but Miz ducked, sweeping him down. Miz ran over and grabbed a steel chair and walked back. He yelled at Mysterio, and then him in the skull multiple times. Miz got back into the ring. Mysterio managed to stand. He got into the ring, but Miz was one step ahead. Miz jumped down, chair in hand. Mysterio fell flat onto the mat. Miz began to taunt at the fallen Rey, but then Kane came out. Miz ran out of the ring, standing a good distance from ringside. Kane made his way to the ring. He stepped over the ropes and attempted to pull Rey’s mask off. People could see as high as Rey’s nose when Evan Bourne came in, trying to defend his mentor. He had a injured ankle, but he had heart as well. Miz attempted to deliver a clothesline to Evan, but Bourne jumped over Miz and reached the ring. Evan jumped onto the ropes and toppled Kane. Evan helped Rey stand. They ran to the stage, evading Miz and Kane.

 

*Commercial Break*

 

Justin “Hurikan” Ray

 

Justin made his way to the ring, enjoying his theme song play. He flipped around and the fans cheered. He got to the ramp, giving some high fives to the lucky fans in the front row. He slid into the ring and jumped around, pumped to be there.

 

 

Batista was ready for action. You could tell that by the expression on his face as he made his way to the ramp. His fireworks went up. Fans held up signs. Some read Batista Bomb, others were marriage proposals that would go un-noticed. Batista reached the ring. He stood on the turnbuckle with pride. He flexed his muscles and the girls cheered, as well as some men. He got down and greeted his partner.

 

John Bradshaw Layfield

 

JBL made his way to the ring, escorted by his limo. Cody Rhodes was with him. The duo walked down the ramp, ignoring the fans. The fans hated the team. They cheered though. Cheered for the fact that they knew JBL and Rhodes would lose.

The bell rang. Justin and Rhodes started. Rhodes kicked Justin in the leg to start the match. Justin brushed the pain off and left the ring. Cody began taunting the crowed. Justin sneaked a tag to Batista. Batista entered the ring. JBL warned Cody, who turned only to be Speared by Batista. Batista taunted at Rhodes. Rhode stood and received a Batista Bomb. Batista walked back to his corner. Cody limbed to his corner to tag in JBL, but the “Wrestling God” was gone. Justin was maiming him outside the ring. Batista made a cover on Rhodes.

 

“1…2…3!” The ref counted. Batista and Justin celebrated, grabbing some cold soda’s from the time-keeper’s corner. They taunted at the crowd and made their way backstage, Coke’s in hand.

 

*Commercial Break*

 

“Ladies and gentleman, please enjoy tonight’s Main Event!”

 

Randy Orton

 

Randy was happy and nervous. He was happy since he received the title shot he wanted and deserved. He was nervous because there were gonna be Tables, Ladders, and Chairs everywhere. He posed for the fans and cameras flashed. He continued to the ring, prepared and ready.

 

Chris Jericho

 

The world champion entered the arena confident and smiling. He stopped at the bottom of the ramp and Orton noticed the microphone in his hand.

 

“Randy..”

 

The music stopped.

 

“I know you want this.”

 

Chris held up the belt. It gleamed in RAW’s traditional red lights.

 

“But tonight, it’s not gonna happen. I’ll take you to hell and back if I have to, Orton. I’ll smash you through tables. I’ll hit you with chairs. I’ll crush your lungs with a ladder if I need to. But I can guarantee you and all yours fans that by the end of the night…This title…will be mine.”

 

Jericho dropped the mic and entered the ring. The bell rang. Chris delivered multiple punches to the chest of Randy Orton. Orton kicked Chris in the gut. It stalled him long enough so Randy could grab a ladder. He got back into the ring and set the ladder up. Jericho climbed up the ladder. Orton was ready though. Orton pushed the ladder, then RKO’d Chris right off. The ladder tipped. Randy slid out of the ring as the ladder fell onto Chris’ head. Orton grinned as he picked up a steel chair and returned to the ring. Chris stood, and Randy had set up the chair. Jericho ran towards Orton. Orton quickly used a dropkick. Chris fell face-first into the chair. Chris’ nose was no bleeding. Randy pulled Jericho up. Randy ran into the corner and climbed the turnbuckle. Orton jumped and performed a Super RKO. Orton thought it would end there. Orton went for the cover, but Chris kicked out at 2. Randy grunted and left the ring. He picked up the last weapon, the table. He set it up, a chair on top, and a ladder next to it. Randy pulled Chris up to ladder and went for a Superplex. It was successful, as Jericho went into the chair, then his face through the table. Unfortunately, Orton hit his head on the mat. Orton managed to stand. He got the cover on Chris, who was bloody and battered. “1…2…3!” The ref pounded into the mat. Orton was rewarded with the belt. He held it up. He stood in Jericho’s pool of blood. He dipped his hand into the puddle. He brought it to his face and grinned. Jericho was unconscious. Orton left the ring as the medical team came to help Jericho. Orton looked back once more. He held up the World Heavyweight Championship. The crowd went wild. Randy proceeded backstage, bloodshed with not his blood-but Chris Jericho’s.

 

 

[yugiohyugioh]

WWE is awesome!!

[martinwwe]

smack down is beter than raw and ecw. nice job on it.

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You couldn't have read it yet...I just posted it. Before posting, plz READ.

[Yankee]

Name: Striker (Yank) Boyd
Age: 19
Height: 6'4
Weight: 195
Theme Song: [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PK66BOCszNA&feature=related]Papa Roach - Crash[/url]
(The song has a Full Metal Alchemist vid, sry)
Finishing Move(s): GTS, Strikeout (Punch the opponent 3 times, bounce off roaps, run at him as if i'm going for a spear, then clothesline him in the neck)
From: The Bronx, New York
Appearence: Ummm....?

[Furious Reaper I]

i just read it. That was very good

[Christian-Exodia]

I can't post my app. because i'm grounded for 2 weeks

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Okay the Yank, your in.

 

Cody, I'll tell Star to FWD your PM to him with Devon's app.

 

K9991, thanks.

[Mad Hopz]

Maybe I'll start a fanfic. Right now, I can't tell who's between yours and Star's. Yours is more detailed but it's a little harder to read. And the characters don't seem to be entirely in character. But otherwise, the matches and stuff are written nicely.

[End Of The Abyss]

Thanks, I think.

 

Shall I sign up Hook?

[Mad Hopz]

Meh, I don't mind really. You decide what to do. I'm just too lazy to post his profile. :D

[End Of The Abyss]

[spoiler=ECW, Tuesday, November 11th, 2008]

 

 

“Everyone, welcome to Extreme Championship Wrestling, better known as ECW! I’m Matt Striker, with my broadcast partner, Todd Grisham. Tonight, we’ll have an…extreme…main event.”

 

“That’s right, tonight, Matt Hardy will battle SmackDown’s Striker “Yank” Boyd for the ECW Championship!”

 

A advertisement for the match explodes onto the TitanTron, and the fans cheer.

 

Striker “Yank” Boyd

 

Striker makes his way to the stage with a microphone is his hand. He takes off his Yankee cap and throws it into the ringside crowd.

 

“Tonight, I have a chance at the ECW Championship.”

 

He grins and the crowd cheers.

 

“As far as I’m concerned, Matt Hardy is first base. But to win the game, you gotta make a run. So Hardy, if your watching, I’m sorry, but I’m gonna make a home run, and that involes me taking your ECW Championship.”

 

Striker drops his mic and walks backstage.

 

*Commercial Break*

 

Mike Knox

 

Mike Knox came out to the stage, anger tracing on his face. He looks around, grunting. He charges down to the ring and stomps around.

 

“The following Hardcore match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, already in the ring, Mike Knox!”

 

Jack Swagger

 

“And his opponent…”

 

Swagger came onto the stage grinning. In his hand was a sledgehammer, and he was ready.

 

“Jack..”

 

He made his way down the ramp, grinning at the fans, who were ignoring the All-American American.

 

“Swagger!”

 

He entered the ring, then began saluting to the crowd.

 

The bell rang as the match began. Swagger began by nailing Knox in the gut with his sledge. He went for another hit, But Mike grabbed the hammer, flipped it, and nailed Jack’s skull. The All-American American fell to the mat. Mike dropped the hammer and left the ring. He picked up a steel chair and came back into the ring. Jack stood up. Knox swung the chair, but Swagger dodged, grabbed the sledgehammer, and rammed it into Mike’s ankle. Mike fell and Swagger pulled out a pin.

 

“1….2….3!” The ref counted. He called the doctors out. Swagger rolled out of the ring, grinning. The doctors confirmed that the sledge had broke Knox’s leg, and he’d by inactive for up to 6 weeks.

 

Hornswoggle

 

The leprechaun leaped out to the stage, and the crowd cheered for the Irish son of Finlay. He came down to the ramp, high fiving all the fans.

 

“The following match is for the newly established ECW North America Championship. Introducing first, from Belfast, Northern Ireland..”

 

Hornswoggle climbed into the ring and was jumping around. He stood on the turnbuckle, posing and laughing.

 

“Hornswoggle!”

 

Evan Bourne

 

Evan Bourne came out to the arena, returning from his injury. The crowd went wild.

 

“What are the chances Hornswoggle will defeat Bourne, Matt?”

 

“He doesn’t have any, Todd.”

 

Evan Bourne came to the ramp, eager to win the title.

 

“His opponent, Evan Bourne!”

 

Evan ran into the ring and posed for the crowds. Evan and Hornswoggle shook hands as the music faded.

 

The bell rang and the brawl began. Hornswoggle ran in circles around Evan. Bourne laughed and tried to step over Hornswoggle, but the leprechaun bit Evan’s leg. Bourne showed pain on his leg. He flipped, and Hornswoggle flew off his leg. Evan landed on his feet, but Hornswoggle went flying. Hornswoggle landed face-first on the ramp. The crowd felt Hornswoggle’s pain, except there was none. Hornswoggle stood up almost immediately. Evan looked forward in disbelief as the leprechaun ran back into the ring. Evan ran to the turnbuckle, and jumped, but Hornswoggle slammed Evan into the mat at the last second. Hornswoggle laughed. Hornswoggle climbed the turnbuckle, jumping.

 

“TADPOLE SPLASH!”

 

Hornswoggle landed and pulled out a cover. “1…2…3!”

 

“Ladies and gentleman, the first North America Champion…Hornswoggle!”

 

Hornswoggle leaped around the ring, celebrating. Bourne stood and congratulated his opponent, showing great sportsman ship.

 

“What were you saying about no chances, Striker?”

 

*Commercial Break*

 

Striker “Yank” Boyd

 

Striker made his way to the stage with another Yankee cap and a baseball bat. He swung, and there was a cracking sound. He danced around the stage and ran down the ramp. He ran around the ring and slid into the ring. He froze and threw his cap into the crowd. He left the ring and went to ring side, handing the bat to a child. He came back into the ring, ready for his championship opportunity.

 

Matt Hardy

 

Matt Hardy walked into the arena, holding up his championship belt. He mocked Boyd, imitating his swing. He shrugged and shook his head. He came down the ramp, high fiving the fans. Yank frowned, shaking his head back at Matt. Matt held up his arm and slid into the ring. The ref told Striker to step back. Matt jumped onto the ropes, holding up his hand symbol, and the crowd cheered. The ref took the belt from Hardy and held it up for the public, viewing the winner’s prize.

 

The bell rang, and Striker went right to work. He delivered a line of kicks to Matt, wearing the champion down. He finished it with a Big Boot. Matt countered with a Scoop Slam, and Hardy took control just like that. Matt stomped on the downed Boyd. Yank jumped up and thrust his shoulder into Matt. Striker then delivered a fast dropkick to Matt. Hardy stood up, and began a Twist of Fate, but Mark Henry came to distract Matt. The ref rolled out of the ring, telling Mark to leave the arena. Matt looked down, watching Henry carefully. The child at ringside threw Yank the bat. Yank hit Matt over the head. Boyd threw the fan the bat back and he hooked Hardy’s leg. He yelled to the ref. The ref slid into the ring, and counted the pin. “1…2…3!”

 

“He’s done it! We have a new ECW champion!”

 

Yank fled the ring, holding up his first championship. He grabbed a microphone at the stage.

 

“The first hit is down. Only 2 more bases to go, and many games to come!”

 

Boyd dropped the microphone and celebrated. The crowd went wild.

 

“Thank you for watching, everyone. I’m Todd Grisham, and we’ll see you next week, here on Sci-Fi.”

 

 

 

[Yankee]

rofl

I'm not supposed to be a total baseball guy!

The Yank nickname was just so it has somthing to do with me, lol

And now I'm a bad guy for cheating, woot!

 

I iz champion!

This should be fun ;)

 

Good episode :)

[End Of The Abyss]

I just thought it'd be a nice touch. =D

 

The entrance was like a run if you think about it. Teh hit on the stage, the running around the ring in a daimond...

[Yankee]

I know, I got that.

Thanks though, my first match, I win gold (by cheating, but who cares xD)

[MarbleZone]

Name: Danny White

Age: 30

Hieght: 6,3

Wieght: 281 pounds

From: Roswell, New Mexico

Theme: Avenger (

)

Appearence: Short black hair, Matt Hardy-like beard but white, Angle-like attire but entirely white with black details

Finishers:

-Whitemare (cross armbreaker, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXHY7dkWPRk&feature=related )

-White Night Suplex (Release German Suplex,

)

 

He's a pure technical wrestler, do whatever you want with his personality. ;)

[End Of The Abyss]

Accepted.

 

Danny White will be a RAW supertstar.

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BUMP

[MarbleZone]

Why bump if there isn't a new episode up? Also, please add Danny White to the roster list on the first post, if you don't mind. ;)

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Added.

 

Smackdown will be up tonight or tomorrow.

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[spoiler=Smackdown]

Smackdown Opening

 

“Welcome to Friday Night Smackdown! It’s JR, Jim Ross, with Tazz. Tazz, won’t tonight be a thriller?”

 

“Of course it will JR, because it’s a champion VS. champion Main Event! Striker Boyd is gonna take on Triple H! I can’t wait!”

 

Mr. Kennedy

 

Mr. Kennedy came out to the stage, but not by himself.

 

Randy Orton

 

The World Heavywieght Champion made his way to the Smackdown Arena. They each held a microphone.

 

“By command of Shane McMahon, the match card set by Vickie Guerrero will be thrown out. Because tonight, WWE will fight Total Nonstop Action, or TNA.”

 

Kennedy grinned.

 

“So here is tonight’s NEW match card.”

 

Randy held up an index card.

 

“Batista will take on Rhino.”

 

The crowd went wild.

 

“Edge will fight to only man who it would make sense to put him against. Christian, his own brother.”

 

The crowd cheered, still hating both of them.

 

“I, Randy Orton, will take on Kurt Angle, while Kennedy here fights Booker T.”

 

“The Undertaker will fight Kevin Nash.”

 

“And for the main event…Hook Cavedar, Striker Boyd, and the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels, will take on AJ Styles, Samoa Joe, and Sting!”

 

The crowd went wild for the match card.

 

Kennedy and Orton proceeded to the backstage area.

 

*Commercial Break*

 

Edge

 

Edge made is way to a WWE ring for the first time in since SummerSlam. Tonight, he had to take on his brother, Christian Cage, the Instant Classic. He entered the ring prepared.

 

Christian Cage

 

Christian came out with a microphone in his hand.

 

“WWE. It kills me inside to be here.”

 

The crowd yells in disapproval.

 

“But it’s nice to see ya, Edge.”

 

“You better not insult my company, ‘brother.’ TNA isn’t exactly the best out there. I’d rather eat my own sh—than watch your show.”

 

Christain growled and charged down to the ring. The bell rang and the battle began. Edge speared Christian right away. Edge pulled the cover. “1…2…3!”

 

“I think Edge just pulled the fastest win of his career!”

 

“You might be right, Tazz!”

 

Edge held up his hands in victory, and the crowds cheered for him.

 

“NEVER INSULT WORLD WRESTLING ENTERTAINMENT!”

 

Edge made his way to the back.

 

Rhino

 

TNA’s beast, Rhino, made his way to the Smackdown Arena, high fiving the fans.

 

“The fans love Rhino, no matter what company he works for!”

 

“That’s true, JR. I only watch TNA to see Rhino in action!”

 

Rhino entered the ring, posing on the turnbuckles as thousands of cameras flashed from the crowd.

 

 

Batista entered the arena and the crowd went wild, holding up signs saying things like ‘The Animal is back on Smackdown!’ or such.

 

Batista looked into the crowd, grinning. He entered the ring and shook with Rhino.

 

The bell rang and the two circled eachother. Batista started with a group of punches and a Big Boot, knocking the Beast down. Rhino jumped up quickly though. Rhino went for the Gore, but Batista countered with a knee to the face. Batista pulled Rhino up and lifted him up for the Batista Bomb, but Rhino countered, turning it into a DDT. Batista fell to the ring. Rhino pulled him up and used a Spine Buster. He went for the cover of the Animal. “1…2..” Batista kicked out, sending Rhino flying to the corner of the ring. The Animal stood and speared Rhino, which only meant one thing. Rhino stood, and the Animal locked in the Batista Bomb. Up and down, the Beast went. He hooked Rhino’s leg. “1…2…3!”

 

“Batista wins, proving WWE is best so far, JR!”

 

*Commercial Break*

 

“4 matches to go, Tazz.”

 

 

Kevin Nash made his return to the WWE for the night. He walked straight down to the ring, ignoring the fans. He just wanted to get this over with.

 

 

The gongs rang, and the lights went out. The fire raised, the eerie smoke of the legendary Phenom. Kevin Nash stood, no fear could be traced. The Undertaker slowly walked into the arena. He made his way to the ring, the crowd went wild. The bell rang as Undertaker threw his hat into the crowd. It began. Undertaker hated Nash since Nash was in WWE. Taker choke-slammed Kevin ending the match with a cover. “1…2..3!”

 

“Undertaker and Edge picking up fast wins. Still to come tonight, Kennedy VS. Booker T, Orton VS. Angle, and that 6 Man Tag Team Match. It’s all coming up. When we return.

 

*Commercial Break*

 

Jeff Jarret made his way to the ring.

 

“I’m sick of TNA losing. I’m withdrawing for tonight’s events.”

 

Jarret holds up his middle finger. The crowd gives a terrible responce as TNA’s founder left.

 

“I guess our scheduled main event is back on!”

 

“That’s right, JR! Triple H VS. Striker Boyd.”

 

Triple H

 

The Game made his way to the arena and the crowd went wild. He looked up to the ring. He grinned, superior over TNA. He held up his championship and came down the ramp, shaking hands with the front row fans. He drank from his water bottle, and threw it into the crowd. The fans tried to grab it. He jumped up to the ropes. He did his signature taunt and entered the ring. The lights went back on, and the King was ready to take on the ECW Champion.

 

Striker Boyd

 

The champion entered the arena, the ECW Gold in his arms. He held the bat in his hand. He took off his Yankee’s cap and threw it into the crowd. He swung the bat. The crack played. Boyd handed the bat to a child in the front row and ran down the ramp. He ran in a square around the ring and ran in and ran around. He jumped onto a turnbuckle and held up the ECW Championship over his head.

 

*Commercial Break*

 

The match had already started when the show returned. Striker was in control. He performed a standing moonsault. He ran to the corner, as if to do a Spear. Triple H stood. Striker ran toward the Game, but Triple H countered with a knee to the face. Boyd fell. Triple H pulled Yank up and went for the Pedigree, but Yank threw the King of Kings over his head as a counter. Triple H stood. Boyd punched the Game 3 times into the ropes. He runs at the WWE Champion and clothelines him.

 

“Strikeout!”

 

Boyd pulled out a cover, hooking the leg. “1…2…3!”

 

“The ECW Champion wins! And that is this week’s Smackdown. I’m Tazz, here with Good Ol’ JR, Jim Ross. Tune in next week. Good night, everyone!”

 

 

[Yankee]

lol, good episode. Though...Undertaker's match makes me cry. No detail? DX

 

Anyway, I win, yayz, and, good episode.

 

Hope there is more to come soon ;)

[MarbleZone]

More detail Dustin, please. Star was making the same "mistake" if you can call it that... We'd all like to see more detailed matches - we're not seeing them, so we want to be able to read them and feel like we're actually watching.

Be that as it may, nice one, props for making Triple H lose cleanly and for the TNA inclusion detail. ;)