"Bullet Club Invades WWE"

Rating: T for Mild Language and Violence

Summary: The Bullet Club has ruled all throughout professional wrestling. But now, they want to rule one more piece of land: WWE. They, of course, will have to take it from the palm of evil Mr. McMahon's hands in order to do it. Will they succeed in this turbulent journey?

Characters: You'll find out whose part of Bullet Club as the story goes on. That way, you'll be surprised.

Fandom: Wrestling

Disclaimer: UltimateWarriorFan4Ever and I obviously do not own any wrestlers owned and associated with WWE or pretty much anyone from the Bullet Club whatsoever. Just so we're absolutely clear on this.

Chapter 2: Patience Is Bliss

The fans were slowly packing in one at a time inside Chicago's Allstate Arena, filling in with such signs like "Balor Club 4-LIFE", "Get These Hands" and "Burn It Down" respectively while at the same time the three leading RAW commentators Michael Cole, Jonathan Coachman and Corey Graves were busy getting things ready to call the action.

Once he got his tie on, Michael Cole looked to Corey with a raised eyebrow, "Hey Corey, what do you think of my dog tie?"

"You look even more childish than Saxton." Corey growled to him.

"C'mon, you know everyone can't resist the dog tie." Cole smirked out in return.

"If that attracts dying dogs, then go right ahead." Corey smirked out of Cole's sanity, "Just make sure it stays far away from me."

"Yeah, I don't think that is pretty much gonna be a problem, Corey." chuckled The Coach.

"Oh, what the hell do you even know, Coach?!" Graves scowled back to Coachman before the official RAW theme song started playing throughout the arena, indicating that the show was about to start.

The crowd immediately screamed their heart out, cheering high and wide for the action that was about to commence soon enough. Nothing excited them more than high-octane action, brilliant five-star moves and seeing their favorite superstars up close and personal so much, everyone felt like they were gonna faint from tremendous excitement.

Feeling the same way those ecstatic fans were feeling, Cole stared right at the camera and greeted everyone watching at home right now.

"Hello everyone and welcome to Monday Night RAW!" Michael Cole exclaimed, "We are coming to you live from the United Center down at Chicago, Illinois! I'm Michael Cole, and alongside me as always are my broadcast partners, Jonathan Coachman and the man sitting right beside me as always, Corey Graves!"

"I'll tell ya, Chicago is where it's at right now, Cole." Graves commented right away, "This city's got some big fight feel here tonight and these people around the entire WWE Universe are gonna be a part of it!"

"I could feel the same way about you too, Graves." Coach nodded out, "I'm basically about to burst myself."

"It's about to be a lot more than that, Coach, because we got an interesting matchup here coming tonight as the team of Finn Balor and Seth Rollins are set to do battle against both Curtis Axel and Bo Dallas in an exciting contest." Cole replied.

"Plus, we're gonna see some wonderful ladies in action as Ember Moon will be going into battle against the Goddess of WWE, Alexa Bliss!" added Graves, "This one I can't miss here."

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get down to the ring for some action already!" Coach said out of pure excitement.

"Keep your pants on, Coach! This ain't a strip joint!" Graves snapped at the goofy-as-ever Coach.

As the first match began to take place well underway, both Cody Rhodes and The Young Bucks were inside the limo as the driver began driving them down to the arena without no circumstances whatsoever. While both the Bucks were being greeted by the fine musky smell of frozen cherry tarts (Cody always demanded that his limos deserved a musky dessert-like scent since his wife always was a sweettooth), the son of Dusty Rhodes immediately dug around in his bag for some reason, forcing Matt to notice right away.

"So, you got a plan on how we infiltrate the premises?" asked Matt Jackson.

"Oh, do I have one indeed." Cody replied as he pulled off two luchador masks from the bag.

"Does that explain why you have those two wrestling masks?!" Nick Jackson grinned.

However, Cody didn't need to right away as he tossed the masks straight onto the hands of the Young Bucks, both of them containing masks that resembled one of Cody's rivals back in the day, Rey Mysterio. One of them was colored green (for Matt) while the other was colored crimson red (for Nick). Cody on the other hand decided to get stylish himself, grabbing a Jushin Thunder Liger mask right out of his bag with a smirk of his own.

"It's easy for you to think, guys." Cody commented before adding, "We're gonna get in the arena using these little disguises of ours."

"How will we get through without getting ambushed by security?" asked Nick.

"We won't have to worry gentleman," Cody said, calmly reassuring his friends in the process, "Besides, Vince's idiot security team won't even recognize us through these babies."

"I hope you're right about this, Cody." Matt replied with a look of concern on his face.

"Come on, you act like something's bad about to happen." rolled Cody's eyes, "Look, be confident and follow my lead. That's all you gotta do. Just act cool, be cool and stay cool. Trust me."

"Okay dude, we trust you 100 percent." Matt said.

"Good to hear it," Cody nodded before looking right up the window, "Anyway, we're almost there. You two have your tickets ready?"

Once both Matt and Nick held their tickets up, Cody immediately smirked again and said, "Perfect. Ladies and gentleman, to quote a famous friend of my father: It's Showtime."

"HELL YEAH!" Matt and Nick shouted in response.

The three spent inside the limo thinking of multiple gameplans to pull off before the limo had finally screeched to a sudden halt, finding the perfect parking space for both Cody and the Young Bucks to part.

The trio immediately got out of the limo and shut their doors behind them before taking that long hard walk over to the cashier clerk, who looked a little bit like Brutus "The Barber" Beefcake, but only a little bit skinnier than usual. Once the clerk saw the three walking to him, the cashier (who was named Mitchell) decided to greet them as usual.

"Hello, and welcome to the Allstate Arena, may I see your tickets please?" Mitchell asked the trio.

"Why, certainly sir!" Cody smirked with a deeper voice as he and the Young Bucks showed the man their ticket.

Once they saw them up close along with the ticketholder, he finally decided to give them the go-ahead, "Okay, you're free to come in. Go meet up with the usher, he'll find your seat for you."

"Thank you!" Cody replied as both he and The Young Bucks proceeded to head inside the arena.

Once they approached the usher, he informed the trio of their seats that they would be located in. But before they could head inside ringside, Matt immediately felt his stomach rumble right away. Obviously, it was a sign of hunger.

"Hey um, Cody, I'm a bit hungry." Matt said to Cody.

"You can't be serious," Cody groaned, "How can you even think of food when you should be helping me taking my revenge against Vince?"

"I'm sorry, that almost felt like a long limo ride." Matt sighed.

Before Cody could even try to reply to that question, Nick's stomach also began to rumble as well, also pointing as a sign of hunger as well.

"Oh man, now I'm hungry too." Nick also replied to Cody.

As Cody rolled his eyes, he felt his stomach growling a lot as well. "You know what? I'm feeling hungry myself. Let's go get some snacks, but not too much because I wanna focus on the gameplan."

"Sweet!" The Young Bucks said repeatedly as they raced to the snack bar.

So far, they ended up buying a lot much snacks than expected. The only things that both Matt and Nick got for themselves was three big bags of popcorn, two big gulps filled with Coca-Cola, six hot dogs, and two Milky-Way Bars.

"Hey Cody!" asked Matt with a look of concern on his face. "Did we go a little overboard on the snacks?"

"Yeah I admit, we went a little overboard." Cody groaned.

"But I'm not gonna lie, this is SOOOOOOOOO good." Nick said with a watery mouth.

"Okay, now that Nick's in hunger mode, let's go find our seats." Cody nodded out to the duo

"Good idea!" Matt replied as the trio headed inside to the arena to find their seats.

Of course, they were having a hard time to do so since Nick Jackson was struggling to move with all of the snacks being carried around in his arm. But once he got the balance down, he was now more than able to move very quickly and very carefully.

The trio soon headed downstairs to where the first row was located, which truth be told, just happened to the best row of seats ever since they were right at the barricade. Without one single spill, both Cody and the Young Bucks managed to sit gently down on their seats.

"Okay, we're finally set, guys." Cody replied.

"Hmmmm, I wonder what we missed?" asked Matt.

"Oh, I think some Hawkins guy lost again." Nick said to his brother with his mouth full.

"Yeah, I can see why he sucks." Matt smirked in response, obviously referring to Curt Hawkins, who lost for the 189th time inside the ring right now.

"No kidding!" Nick replied. "He's gotta be pro wrestling's biggest jobber."

"If he were to battle against Hornswoggle," Cody explained. "He would've lost in just 5 seconds after taking one hit to the groin."

Hearing Cody's explanation caused Matt and Nick Jackson to laugh their asses off right away, of course, they had to be careful though as they still had their hands all over the food they had brought.

Nevertheless, one by one, the action in the ring began to intensify as ever. With each single match that had been shown so far beneath their very eyes, the results began piling up. The first match of course was Kane defeating Curt Hawkins in a very quick short squash match. The other match that was shown after this one was Elias going over Bobby Roode by rollup, Woken Matt Hardy and Bray Wyatt (as the Deleters of Worlds) defeating the Ascension, the team of Dolph Ziggler and Drew McIntyre going over Titus Worldwide and especially Chad Gable scoring a very huge upset against "The Modern Day Maharaja" Jinder Mahal.

The trio found themselves being impressed of the action that they were seeing from the winners so far. The five men that Cody and the Young Bucks found themselves enchanted by the performances of Elias, Bobby Roode, Dolph Ziggler, Drew McIntyre and especially Chad Gable. The way they were moving across the ring, the way they were pulling out all the high spots and the way that they were showing aggression against their opponent. It was just the perfect time for them to do last-minute scouting.

So far, during that time, both Cody and the Young Bucks immediately got themselves full of food, hereby making them a little bit wasted from all of the snacks they had consumed. Well, it was mostly on the Young Bucks side though.

"Hey guys, I know we're here to make our territory." Matt stated. "But I have to give applause to some of the WWE Superstars tonight."

"I know man, and to think that everyone in this business sucked." Nick replied.

"Nick just because the WWE is very bias, doesn't mean that all the superstars that work here are sellouts." Cody commented, correcting his friend's broad statement, "You see, it's always nice to look at the finest talent and what else they can bring to our group. That's what the Bullet Club always does. To look for some new blood."

"I agree with you on that logic, Cody." Matt agreed. "If we could convince them to join our plot, we can totally take down this company and Vince McMahon for good."

"Well, just be careful what you say guys. You don't know if anybody is watching us or hearing us." Nick brought up to his allies attention.

Just to show him that he wasn't concerned, Cody looked both ways around his shoulders throughout the first row and reassured him, "Calm down, it's just the loyal fans that attend tonight's show. It's not like WWE is planting some of them to be moles or anything."

All Nick Jackson could do was nod a bit nervously right through his weakened knees. What if he said was actually right all along? What if some of these fans were just moles for the company itself, just basically listening to everything that both the Young Bucks and Cody were saying without any warning? Maybe it was just himself being paranoid and nothing else.

"I really hope you're right, Cody." Matt said. "I hate it for us to come to this WWE RAW event, and then get thrown out because one of Vince McMahon's moles is spying on our conversation."

"Don't worry fellas!" Cody smirked. "If any of Vince's moles try to take us out, we'll be ready for a fight."

"True that, brotha!" Nick commented.

Before Matt could reply to that statement though, the next match began to start right away as the arena dimmed their lights a bit and shone lights around the stage for Finn Balor to come right out. The fans all stood up on their feet right away as Finn Balor's entire presence created a huge shockwave of cheers to occur, which surprisingly, gave out acceptable smirks on the faces of both the Jacksons and Cody altogether.

"Here we go, boys." Cody grinned. "Here comes the man that built the Bullet Club to be the most dominating wrestling group that it is today."

As both the Young Bucks nodded along with Cody, the show's lead ring announcer, Greg Hamilton, got in the ring right away and announced the matchup immediately for everyone watching at home.

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall!" Greg said on the mic, "Introducing first, from Bray, County Wicklow, Ireland. Weighing at 175 pounds…"The Demon King"... Finn Balor!"

"Ladies and gentleman, is there anything that Finn Balor can't be able to do in that ring?" Coach said to Cole from the commentator's table.

"I doubt that Coach," Corey Graves replied. "Finn Balor happens to be one of the most talented and athletic wrestlers I've ever seen perform in a WWE ring."

"That's the reason why he's considered The Extraordinary Man Who Does Extraordinary Things." Cole pointed out as he saw Finn Balor pose on the turnbuckle for the rest of his fans.

Once he was done, he finally got in the ring, therefore awaiting the entrance of his tag team partner. Seconds later, the drums and guitars began blaring out all across the arena as series of television static started flowing throughout the titantron. During the middle of the song however, the static turned to flames while they heard of a person screaming into the background, saying "BURN IT DOOOOOOOOOOOWN" to another big row of cheers from the fans attending this event.

The fans even got to their feet more when the current Intercontinental Champion, Seth Rollins, made his way through the curtain and ate up every part of the energy that the fans were feeding him right away.

"And his tag team partner… from Davenport, Iowa… weighing at 223 pounds… he is the WWE Intercontinental Champion, Seth Rollins!"

"This house just got exploded in half, everyone!" Cole boisterously shouted out.

"And it's all thanks to this man, the Intercontinental Champion known as the Kingslayer, Seth Rollins!" Corey exclaimed.

"He of course, won that title at Wrestlemania in a very stellar triple threat match between former champion The Miz and his tag partner, Finn Balor." Coach reminded Corey.

"I'm pretty sure the rest of these people here in Chicago already got your opinion." Corey replied back to Coach in response.

Finn Balor immediately smirked once he saw Seth Rollins make it inside the ring, posing for the fans the same way that Balor just did not too long ago.

Cody and The Young Bucks saw this from their seats not too far away, obviously not impressed with The Architect at all (despite the fact that Finn Balor was Rollins's tag team partner). Oh, how they were willing to hop up over the barricade and give Rollins quite a big beating, but they didn't know if that was gonna be part of the gameplan that the Young Bucks or Cody had thought of in the first place. They soon waited for a good several moments before The Miz's music started to play out through the arena, indicating that Bo Dallas and Curtis Axel was about to enter through the curtain to a several row of boos.

Once they came out, ring announcer Greg Hamilton cleared his throat and announced, "And their opponents… at a total combined weight of 466 pounds… Bo Dallas and Curtis Axel, the Mizourage!"

"This doesn't feel right without The Miz, I'll tell you…" groaned Corey.

"Oh, come on, I think RAW feels better off without him." Coach replied, showing zero pity for Corey's feigned compassion.

"I can agree with that, Coach!" Cole agreed. "RAW feels so much more peaceful and better without The Miz around with his big mouth."

Seeing The Mizourage make their way out to the ring however made Cody and The Young Bucks shake their heads out of pure negativity, knowing that characters like Bo and Axel wouldn't be able to hang with the trio, even if they possibly died trying. They could even feel it from the inside.

"Imagine those guys in our club." Matt scoffed to Cody, referring to Axel and Dallas.

"They'd make a terrible addition." Nick nodded in agreement. "Am I right, Cody?"

"You've got that right!" Cody replied. "I would take Flip Gordon and Jay Lethal into Bullet Club then these two losers any day, any time."

After Bo and Axel immediately posed for the crowd (to the unamused surprise of no one), the two immediately removed their entrance gear off and set them right next to the corner so that the referee could immediately break the teams up to their respective corners. Once the ref did so right away, Finn took a look right to Seth and smirked to the Kingslayer's surprise.

"So, who does first then?" asked Balor.

"After you, my man." Rollins replied back, giving Balor room to be the legal man of the match.

"Well, it looks like Rollins is gonna let Balor oblige." Coach replied with a nod.

"I'm not sure if it could be fishy or anything, but I'll definitely be keeping a close eye on the match." Graves reminded Coach.

"I'm pretty sure Balor's thinking of the same thing too." Cole nodded out as well before Balor and Axel were busy getting prepared for the bell to rang.

Once they finally got themselves prepped up, the referee immediately called for the bell, signaling the matchup to go underway right now.

"And the match has begun." Cole replied right away.

Balor and Axel immediately engaged in a brief stand-off before finally locking each other's arms in a tie-up. After only a second, Balor began pushing Axel to the ropes and kept him there before the referee counted all the way up to 4, which forced both men to finally break apart from each other. But as soon as they did though, Balor decided to add insult to injury by patting Axel right by the cheeks, which got him riled up for a bit.

"Uhhhh, well… that's new." Cole gulped.

"Balor trying to psyche Axel up for something, I can tell." guessed Coachman.

"Quite interesting to see Balor do some mind games on Axel here." Graves pointed out.

While Balor continued to play an ounce of mind games all over Curtis Axel though, Matt and Nick Jackson continued to chow down their snacks at ringside, trying not to laugh at what Finn Balor did to Curtis not too long ago.

"Heh, he's got him right where he wants him." Matt snickered right to Nick.

"Totally." Nick nodded right to his brother.

Matt immediately decided to take a sip from out of his coke when all of a sudden; his groin began to tingle him out of nowhere. Obviously as a sign that he needed to head down to the john right away. As much as he wanted to hold it much to his heart's content, Matt just couldn't.

"Damn, I should've never put away that soda." gulped a bathroom-ridden Matt.

"No kidding, you shouldn't drink so fast." Nick said to his brother with a snicker around his lips.

After seconds of stalling, Matt had no choice and got out of his seat, rushing up the stands in order to find a bathroom and fast.

"Next time, we don't buy too many snacks and drinks." Cody stated.

"Point taken." nodded Nick as he popped some popcorn into his mouth.

Once he got into the lobby though, Matt raced all around while trying to look left and right for a bathroom sign. The only things he ever saw during his little race were perhaps the merchandising table and the snack stand where they bought their food and cokes in the first place.

"Son of a- gotta find a bathroom here…" Matt mumbled to himself while still wandering around the Allstate Arena.

He managed to wander around a good portion of the arena until he noticed a long, but very small line forming right next to the Coke machine, which indicated only one thing inside Matt Jackson's mind:

He found a bathroom.

"Sweet! Finally found a bathroom!" He thought to himself while getting in line.

Even though the line was a little bit long, it managed to move pretty damn fast knowing the pace those attendees were going. Nothing but in and out in a matter of 40 seconds. The line lasted all throughout a good 7 minutes before Matt finally made his way inside, therefore looking for a nice clean toilet to do his business (#1 to be honest).

He found perfect luck in an instant when he found a bathroom stall with a door attached to it, which was perfect knowing he liked to 'do his business' without anyone watching him. Once he looked to the left and right to see if no one sneak right in front of him, Matt immediately headed inside the door and locked it right away. All it managed to take was an estimate of one whole minute for him to drain whatever liquid he had before flushing the toilet and exiting out without no worry.

"Yeah, I guess that was a mistake. But at least it's over and done with." Matt said to himself, obviously referring to the Big Gulp he had.

Before Matt could leave however, he decided to get his hands clean right away by washing off the popcorn grease that was spreading all across his hands, just to make sure he used very good hygiene first.

He managed to wash around the sides of his hands for a good second before something around the back of his head started to itch altogether.

"Uggggh, I swear, this mask is so itchy…" Matt said, obviously bothered by the way his mask was feeling.

It was apparent that wearing the Rey Mysterio mask that Cody gave to him to wear undercover was starting to be very itchy all over his entire head. Matt knew that he didn't want to be seen without the mask, knowing that this was all a part of Cody's plan. But however, the feeling of the mask just proved too much for Matt to at least overcome.

So the only thing he managed to do was take off his mask and let himself breathe out in the open for a good minute.

"Ohhh, thank god I can breathe!" He said to himself out of pure relief.

As much as he finally wanted out of that mask, Matt Jackson knew he had to stick to Cody's plan even if the mask he was wearing was starting to smell like an old crusty shoe. Matt rolled his eyes for a good minute knowing this realization before he managed to get the mask right back on. Once he got it right back on, he immediately left out of the bathroom looking relieved of himself.

"I swear, I hate this job…" Matt groaned as he finally left to get back to his friends.

However, unknowingist to Matt, he forgot to realize that he wasn't alone in the bathroom either.

Inside the bathroom was a 40-year old man with brown hair, scruffy beard and dressed up in a plaid red outfit and big blue jeans spending time in one of the bathroom stalls. Once he turned his head to see Matt Jackson without his mask (of course, that was a while ago before he left), he brought out his cell phone from his pocket and opened it up, sending it to his ear just for waiting a call to hear.

After only 10 seconds of ringing, the receiver picked it up, forcing the mysterious bearded human to speak on the phone.

"Hey Mr. McMahon? Yeah, it's Jerry. Matt Jackson's here. Yep, his partner too. I don't know who the other guy they came with either, but yeah, they're here. What do you think we should do?"

But yet, what the unknown figure (Obviously named Jerry) didn't know was that Matt Jackson was right behind him like the ninja that he was becoming.

Before Vince could tell what the caller would do though however, Matt Jackson immediately got the bearded man with a big superkick over to the back of the head, knocking him unconscious and out cold. Vince immediately heard the impact from over his phone and shouted right away.

"WHOA, WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON OVER THERE? DAMN IT, JERRY! YOU BETTER NOT BE SLACKING OFF IN THE FRICKIN' BATHROOM! I WANT YOU OUTSIDE TO CHEER FOR ROMAN LIKE ALWAYS!"

With Mr. McMahon's plant unable to answer, Matt decided to oblige by picking up the mysterious figure's phone and talk to the big man himself.

"JERRY, YOU BETTER SPEAK UP DAMN IT!" McMahon shouted on the phone again.

"I'm afraid 'Jerry' is being a little preoccupied on the crapper now, so he can't come to you." Matt smirked in delight.

"WAIT A MINUTE, WHO THE HELL IS THIS?!" asked Mr. McMahon.

"Does that matter now, 'boss'?" Matt replied with force, "All you gotta know is, watch what happens out there. You won't ever miss it."

Before Vince could even try to speak on what was going on, Matt decided to hang up on Mr. McMahon himself by closing up on Jerry's phone and drop it on the back of the knocked-out plant's head painfully as an insult to injury.

"By the way, tell Mr. McMahon this is only the beginning." Matt said to an unconscious Jerry before finally leaving the bathroom completely.

Oh snap, this just got real everybody. I bet the crap's definitely gonna hit the fan come next chapter. Just when will they strike you may ask? You'll know soon enough. Until then, read, review and leave a feedback if you desire. Now that's settled and out of the way, let's frickin' boogie.