Chapter III: Raw in London
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(A/N: I'm really, really, really sorry this chapter's out late. I had a major dose of writers block and had no idea of what I wanted to do for this chapter. After watching Raw any ideas I had, didn't work. On top of my busy almost end of the semester college scheduled it was almost impossible to get this up. What you're reading now is what I finally managed to come up with. I hope it measures up to my usual standards.
I guess this shows why my weekly updating schedule is one of the biggest problems I have with this story. The second of which is of course trying to keep things as close to normal as possible. Speaking of which… Santino and Carlito beat London and Kendrick in a non-title tag team match, which made them the number one contenders for the World Tag Team Championships, which are still being held by London and Kendrick.)
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Raw was airing from London England. Raw had come back from a commercial break, Mickie James was still celebrating winning the Women's Championship from Beth Phoenix. Maria and Ashley were out on the ramp celebrating with her. The cameras cut to JR and King and the two of them promoted the Fatat-4-Way for the WWE Championship Match at Backlash. Regal was then shown in the back doing squats.
"I decided to take on the very best in the world, because I wanted to prove that I could beat the very best," Regal told his interviewer.
But suddenly the sound of the door being slammed open brought everyone's attention to the door of the room. "Well I'm telling you the reason you got kicked was because you stuck your nose in his business!" Machetti yelled at Jericho. "To be perfectly honest, if I was in his position, I would have super kicked you too. In fact I would have done a lot more!"
"Look, just because you managed to get lucky at WrestleMania doesn't mean I want or need your opinion, Junior," replied Jericho. Regal rolled his eyes and went back to doing his squats while the two superstars argued.
"Lucky?" repeated Machetti. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to get this thing through airport security?" Machetti held up his Money in the Bank Briefcase. "It's a metal briefcase going through an x-ray. Every airport I go through they have to stop the belt and open the thing so they can check in it. Then I get all the weird looks for carrying around a metal briefcase with a contract and a title belt in it. On top of all that, now we're doing an overseas tour, so imagine how difficult it is to get through international airport security. Maria has gone as far as to threaten not to travel with me any more."
"Well then you shouldn't have won it if you can't handle it," Jericho shot back. "So, don't start acting all high and mighty on me, you little ass clown. You may have won the match at WrestleMania, but you didn't win it by beating me, you just managed to escape with a contract while everyone else was incapacitate. You didn't beat me, you're not even in my league!"
"Hey, Jericho, when was the last time you actually won at WrestleMania?" asked Machetti. Then he noticed Regal still doing squats, "Well, besides the time you beat him?"
"Alright, alright that enough," interrupted Regal. "If I sort this out do you two promise to get out of my office?"
Jericho stepped passed Machetti and started to complain to Regal while holding his jaw where HBK had kicked him, "Did you see what happened out there with Shawn Michaels kicking my teeth right out of my head?"
"Yes," answered Regal as he went back to his squats.
"You saw it," confirmed Jericho, "Well you seem to be in a giving mood, you put a Fatal-4-Way together for the Main Event at Backlash, I suggest that maybe you can add a triple threat."
"Geez, Jericho," groaned Machetti. "Are you sure you've been in this company longer than me? At least I've learned not to tell Regal how to do his job. You don't seem to have fully grasped that concept yet."
"Quiet kid," scolded Jericho. "Mom and Dad are talking." This prompted both Regal and Machetti to look at Jericho in surprise.
"Well, that explains a few things…" commented Machetti.
"That came out wrong," amended Jericho.
"Out of curiosity, who wears the pants in this relationship?" asked Machetti.
"Look, Regal," said Jericho as he tried to change the subject. "I want to be in the middle of the Shawn Michaels and Batista match at Backlash."
Regal did a couple more squats then stood up, "You can be in the middle of their match," Regal told Jericho. "In fact, you can be the Special Guest Referee."
"He'll just find another way to screw things up," protested Machetti. "Those two need to blow off some steam, the match is personal. Putting him in the middle of that match is like giving him a death… sentence…" Realization suddenly struck Machetti, "OH!! Good idea Regal."
"Regal, that's not good enough," said Jericho. "I wanna wrestle. Regal, I wanna wrestle."
"You want to wrestle?" questioned Regal as he did another squat. Regal stood back up and glanced at Jericho and Machetti. "Alright, you can wrestle him then."
"Wait what?" asked Machetti.
"Regal, I don't want to wrestle him…" Jericho tried to explain. "Didn't you hear what I said about Shawn Michaels super kicking me before?"
"I already heard him say it three times," commented Machetti.
"Well then," said Regal as he did another squat. "Then I'll put Umanga in the match as well, there's your triple threat match."
"Regal, that's not what I want," said Jericho. "I want to fight Shawn Michaels, I want to fight Batista. I don't want to have anything to do with them…"
"Well… we'll consider it the 'Open Challenge'," replied Regal. "The winner will fight for the briefcase next week. But tonight it will be for just the Intercontinental Championship."
"Regal—" Jericho was cut off by Machetti clamping a hand over his mouth.
"Shut up before he makes it cage match!" snapped Machetti. "I'm not happy about this either. I like to be prepared when I fight Umaga, now I have to deal with both of you."
Jericho glared at Machetti and then at Regal, then stormed out of the office. "Well that went well," commented Machetti.
"Was there something you wanted?" questioned Regal.
"Actually there was," answered Machetti. "I wanted to know if you were going to put me in the King of the Ring Tournament next week."
"I hadn't planned on it," admitted Regal. "Don't you have enough to deal with holding that briefcase and that title? Do you really want add include King of the Ring on top of that?"
"To be honest, I was hoping I wouldn't be in it for that reason," said Machetti. "I've already got a title shot that I can cash in whenever I want, when I find the perfect opportunity, and win a World Title, I won't need another one. And until then, I have my Intercontinental Championship to spend my time with. I just wanted to assure you that I won't do any of the sometimes over the top things I've done in the past to get title shots."
"I guess that's a relief," said Regal. "Now I don't have to worry about you attacking my superstars."
"Alright, I have a match to get ready for," said Machetti. "Oh, I just wanted to warn you. In your match tonight, if at any time you find yourself on your hands and knees and you're trying to get up. Roll out of the ring as fast as you can. Unless of course, you want your head kicked in."
"I'll keep that in mind," replied Regal. Machetti turned and left the room, leaving Regal to finish his squats.
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Later that night, Raw came back from a commercial break and the cameras went to the arena. Umaga's theme music hit and the Samoan Bulldozer came out from the back and headed down to the ring. Break the Wall Down played next and Y2J Chris Jericho came out from the back and headed down towards the ring. A recap of what happened with Shawn Michaels during the opening segment was shown. Jericho's theme music was replaced by Riot Time and Machetti came out from the back and ran down to the ring, then quickly slid inside.
The referee stood in the middle of the ring and had Machetti, Umaga, and Jericho all back up into a separate corner. The bell rang and Lillian Garcia got in the ring to do an 'big match' style introduction. "The following contest is scheduled for one-fall," started Lillian. "And it is for the WWE Intercontinental Championship. Introducing first, from the Isle of Samoa, weighing in at three hundred fifty pounds, UMAGA!" Umaga stood in his corner and let out a scream, then Lillian continued her introduction. "Next, weighing two hundred twenty six pounds, Y2J, CHRIS JERICHO!" Jericho pulled off his vest and handed it to someone outside of the ring.
"And the Champion, from Detroit Michigan, weighing in at two hundred fifteen pounds, he is Mr. Money in the Bank, and the WWE Intercontinental Champion, MACHETTI!" The fans cheered the loudest for Machetti as he pulled off his shirt and then tossed it into the crowd. Machetti then handed his title and briefcase over to the referee, the briefcase wasn't on the line tonight but the title was, and if Machetti failed to retain his title tonight, the briefcase would be on the line next week against the man that won the match. After handing the title and the briefcase to someone at ringside the referee called for the bell and signaled for the three competitors to start the match.
Umaga met Jericho in the middle of the ring and they locked up, but Machetti ran in and jumped on Umaga's back, then locked in a sleeper. Umaga pushed forward and shoved Jericho into the ropes, then Umaga ran backwards and rammed Machetti back-first into a corner. Machetti loosened his hold, but didn't fall off completely, but Umaga changed that and reached behind him, then grabbed Machetti and tossed him off of his back and over the top rope. Machetti would've fallen down to the floor, but he grabbed onto the ropes at the last second. Umaga turned and went to hit Machetti, but Jericho came out of nowhere and attacked Umaga from behind. Machetti took that opportunity to lunge forward and grab Umaga's face, then jump back off of the ring apron. Umaga's neck snapped off of the top rope and he stumbled back into Jericho, who grabbed him and nailed a neckbreaker. While Machetti was still outside, Jericho tried for a pin, ONE… TW—Umaga powered out.
Jericho got off of Umaga, who slowly struggled up to his feet. Jericho went to grab Umaga, but the Samoan Bulldozer suddenly lashed out his leg and kicked Jericho in the stomach. Jericho doubled over and Umaga grabbed him and went for a Powerbomb, but suddenly Machetti climbed up onto the ring apron, then hoisted himself up onto the top rope and springboarded off of it. Machetti went flying through the air, SEATED SENTON! Umaga fell flat on his back with Machetti on top of him, while Jericho rolled away to the corner. Machetti shot back up, ran to the ropes and jumped up onto the top rope, Machetti back-flipped off of the top and went crashing down on Umaga, SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT! Machetti stayed on top of Umaga for a cover, but Jericho suddenly grabbed his leg and roughly pulled him off of Umaga and threw him under the bottom and out of the ring. Jericho then made the cover on Umaga himself, ONE… TWO… Umaga kicked out.
Jericho got up off of Umaga then ran to the ropes, he jumped up onto the middle one and back-flipped off of it, LIONSAU—UMAGA GOT HIS KNEES UP! Jericho rolled off of Umaga and held his stomach, slowly the Samoan got back up to his feet. Umaga advanced on Jericho who was attempting to pull himself up, then grabbed him and yanked him up to his feet. Umaga whipped Jericho into the corner, then ran at him full speed and squished Jericho with a big body splash. Umaga stepped away from Jericho and watched with a strange fascination as Jericho staggered forward then dropped down to his knees and fell on his face. But then the fans started cheering, Machetti was back up and he had just climbed up onto the top rope in one of the corners behind Umaga. Machetti brought his fingers to his lips and whistled, getting Umaga's attention. When Umaga turned around Machetti lunged out of the corner, FLYING CROSSBO—UMAGA CAUGHT HIM AND THREW HIM UP INTO THE AIR—SAMOAN DROP!! Umaga rolled on top of Machetti and went for a pin, ONE… TWO… TH—Machetti managed to kick out.
Umaga stood up and glared down at Machetti, but then Jericho ran over and started attacking Umaga with a series of forearms and chops. But they didn't seem to work, because Umaga just staggered backwards. But suddenly Jericho jumped up and kicked Umaga in the back of the head, ENZUIGIRI! Umaga staggered backwards, then tripped over Machetti who was on his hands and knees. Umaga's back was flat on the back, but Machetti had enough sense to grab him for a pin, ONE… TWO… Jericho suddenly ran over, jumped up over Umaga and Machetti then came crashing back-first down on top of Umaga for a jumping senton. Jericho got back up and pulled Machetti up to his feet, and kneed him in the stomach before whipping him into the corner. Jericho turned around and saw Umaga getting up, Y2J quickly ran over and clubbed Umaga on the back, but Umaga chopped him across the chest, sending Jericho staggering backwards. Umaga then grabbed Jericho and whipped him into Machetti and the corner. Umaga then ran at full speed, BODY SPLASH ON JERICHO AND MACHETTI!
Umaga stepped back and Jericho staggered forwards, Umaga bent down and got Jericho on his shoulders in a Fireman's Carry. But then Machetti staggered out of the corner as well, Umaga bent down and got him on his shoulders on top of Jericho then backed up into the middle of the ring, DOUBLE SAMOAN DROP!! Umaga stood up and put a foot on top of Machetti's chest for a pin, ONE… TWO… TH—MACHETTI GOT HIS SHOULDER UP! Umaga went over to Jericho and went for a pin on him too, ONE… TWO… T—JERICHO KICKED OUT! Umaga glared down at his two opponents and screamed at them, clearly upset that they had both managed to kick out.
Umaga went back over to Machetti and dragged him up to his feet with his hair, then one Military Press later, Umaga had Machetti hoisted up over his head. Umaga started spinning around while he still held Machetti up over his head. Umaga finally stopped then launched Machetti off of him and into a corner, the IC Champion went flying AND SMASHED FACE-FIRST INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!! Machetti bounced off of the turnbuckle and landed on his back, then rolled over to the ring apron and held his face in pain. Umaga glared after Machetti then turned around and saw Jericho struggling to pull himself up with the ropes. Umaga slowly made his way over to Jericho, but Jericho caught Umaga with a forearm to the face, and then hit a second one, sending Umaga staggering backwards. But suddenly Umaga grabbed Jericho's arm, then yanked him forward, Umaga raised his arm up and took Jericho's head off with a big clothesline. But Umaga wasn't done yet, without letting go of Jericho, Umaga pulled him back up to his feet, then yanked Jericho towards him again. Umaga rushed at Jericho AND CRUSHED HIM WITH A SECOND CLOTHESLINE! Umaga turned back around then walked over to Jericho and stood over his head, Umaga jumped up into the air, BANZAI DR—JERICHO MOVED!!
Umaga slammed ass-first down to the mat and stayed in a sitting position, but across the ring Machetti hoisted himself up onto the top rope, then springboarded across it, SEATEN SENTON!! Machetti got back up and ran to the ropes, then bounced off of them, did a handspring followed by a moonsault, HANDSPRING MOONSAULT!! Machetti stayed on top of Umaga and went for the pin, ONE… TW—JERICHO GRABBED MACHETTI'S LEG AND PULLED HIM OFF OF UMAGA! Jericho shoved Machetti then turned around and covered Umaga, ONE… T—MACHETTI PULLED JERICHO OFF! Jericho stood back up and glared at Machetti, then they started brawling, Jericho hit a forearm, but Machetti fired back with a punch to the face, Jericho retaliated with a chop to the chest (which got a Woo chant) then hit another forearm. Machetti was on the defensive and Jericho took over with another two forearms, backing Machetti up into the ropes. Jericho grabbed Machetti and whipped him across the ring, but when Machetti bounced off of the ropes, he did a handspring and got his legs around Jericho's neck, then swung to the side, HANDSPRING HEADSCISSORS! Jericho rolled off across the ring while Machetti got back up.
Machetti went back over to Jericho and pulled him back up to his feet, then whipped him across the ring into the corner. Machetti ran at Jericho did a handspring and then a front-flip, TURNBUCKLE SENTON!! Machetti stepped back and watched Jericho drop down so he was sitting against the turnbuckle, but Umaga came from behind and clubbed Machetti on he back, launching him into the corner. Umaga pulled Machetti back from the turnbuckle and turned him around, then kicked him hard in the stomach, Machetti staggered back and dropped down so he was sitting in front of Jericho against the turnbuckle. Umaga kicked Machetti in the face once more for good measure then went across the ring. Umaga stood in the opposite turnbuckle and let a out a scream then raced across the ring, HIP SMA—MACHETTI ROLLED OUT OF THE RING!! BUT UMAGA STILL HIT THE HIP SMASH ON JERICHO!! Umaga stepped away from Jericho, who's head had just been smashed into the ring post, but Machetti quickly got on the ring apron and climbed on the top rope. Machetti came out of the corner with a back-flip just as Umaga turned around, SHOOTING STAR PRESS DDT!! Machetti rolled Umaga onto his back and made the pin, ONE… TWO… THRE—UMAGA MANAGED TO KICK OUT!
Machetti got back up and stared down at Umaga who was already fighting up to his feet, the Samoan was already on his knees. Machetti ran over to the ropes as Umaga stood up, then ran after him. Machetti bounced off of the ropes then dropped down and slid in between Umaga's legs, then shot back up ran to the ropes and then bounced off and jumped up onto the middle rope then back-flipped off of it, Umaga turned around in time for Machetti to go over his head and grab him on the way down for an inverted DDT, OVER CASTLE TAKE OVER! Machetti went for another pin, ONE… TWO… TH—UMAGA KICKED OUT!!
Suddenly Jericho grabbed Machetti from behind and rolled him up, but then he rolled Machetti onto his stomach, and bent his legs, WALLS OF JERICHO! JERICHO HAS THE WALLS OF JEIRCHO LOCKED IN!! Machetti screamed out in pain as Jericho applied pressure to Machetti's back with his signature submission hold. Machetti gritted his teeth and clawed at the mat then he lunged forward AND GRABBED THE BOTTOM ROPE! The referee came over and yelled at Jericho to break the hold for the rope break, BUT JERICHO PULLED MACHETTI BACK INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! Machetti continue to scream in pain when he found himself stranded in the middle of the ring, and in excruciating pain. Machetti thought fast and reached through, then grabbed Jericho's ankles, Machetti tripped Jericho and put him flat on his face, then crossed Jericho's legs and put his own leg through, MACHETTI COUNTERED INTO THE SHARPSHOOTER!!
Jericho yelled out in pain as Machetti worked over his legs with his signature submission hold. But suddenly Umaga ran over and jammed his thumb into Machetti's throat, SAMOAN SPIKE!! Machetti went crashing down to the mat and broke the hold, Jericho pulled himself free and dragged himself over to the ropes. Umaga dropped down on Machetti and covered him, ONE… TWO… THRE—JERICHO BROKE IT UP!! Umaga got off of Machetti and slowly stood up, when Umaga started advancing on him Jericho realized what he had just done, he had cost the now very angry Samoan the match. This was going to be rough.
Umaga screamed and charged at Jericho, but Y2J ducked the clothesline and slipped behind Umaga, then hit a series of forearms to the back. Umaga staggered forward into the ropes, Jericho pushed him down so his neck was on the middle rope. Jericho spun around and ran across the ring to the ropes, he bounced off, came back across the ring, then jumped up and landed leg-first on Umaga's back, driving his neck down into the ropes. With Umaga incapacitated on the ropes, Jericho turned around and covered Machetti, looking to capitalize on the Samoan Spike, ONE… TWO… THRE—MACHETTI KICKED OUT!! Jericho stared down at Machetti in surprise, apparently he had recovered enough to kick out.
Jericho stood up and watched as Machetti rolled over and fought up to his feet, Jericho grabbed him and whipped him into the ropes. Jericho ran after Machetti then bounced off of the ropes next to him, then grabbed him from behind and hit a bulldog. Jericho rolled Machetti onto his back then ran to the ropes and jumped up onto the middle rope, Jericho back-flipped off of the ropes LIONSAU—UMAGA STOOD UP AND CAUGHT HIM ON HIS SHOULDER! Umaga held onto Jericho then fell forward and slammed him down to the mat, POWERSLAM!! Umaga stayed on top of Jericho and went for a pin, ONE… TWO… THRE—MACHETTI BROKE IT UP!! Umaga got up onto his knees, then slowly looked over his shoulder at Machetti, Umaga stood up and approached Machetti with bad intentions on his mind. Machetti smiled sheepishly then shouted at Umaga and pointed at something behind the Samoan. Umaga turned and looked over his shoulder, then Machetti turned and bailed out of the ring. Umaga realized that he had been tricked, then he quickly got out of the ring and chased after Machetti.
Umaga chased Machetti around the steel steps and one corner, then alone the side of the ring before rounding the second corner. Machetti slid into the ring and backed up into the middle of it, but when Umaga tried to follow Machetti ran forward and drove his feet into Umaga's face for a baseball slide. Umaga staggered backwards and fell on his back, but then Machetti ran forward, jumped up onto the top rope then came off with a back-flip, SHOOTING STAR PRESS PLANCHA ONTO UMAGA!! The fans went ballistic and cheered loudly as Machetti rolled off of Umaga and pulled himself up on the ring apron, Jericho got up to his feet in the ring by puling himself up with the ropes, he stared at Machetti as he slid under the bottom rope and got into the ring. Machetti stood up, but Jericho ran over, CODEBREA—MACHETTI SLAMMED HIM DOWN TO THE MAT!! Machetti flipped over Jericho for a bridge pin, ONE… TWO… THRE—JERICHO GOT HIS SHOULDER UP!!
Machetti quickly rolled off of Jericho and both of them shot up to their feet, Jericho grabbed Machetti and sent him flying with an arm drag, but Machetti spun around in mind air and landed on his feet. Jericho turned around and was sent flying with an arm drag from Machetti. Jericho got back up and turned to face Machetti, but Machetti ran forward and slid head-first in between Jericho's legs, then he shot up on all fours and drove his feet back into Jericho's midsection for a mule kick. Jericho staggered backwards and Machetti shot back up to his feet, then did a back-flip and drove his feet into Jericho's face, BACK-FLIP KICK! Jericho was knocked flat on his back and Machetti quickly crawled over and went for a cover, ONE… TWO… THR… JERICHO KICKED OUT!!
Machetti got up and watched Jericho get back up to his feet, Y2J staggered a bit, then ran at Machetti. Jericho jumped up and went for an enzuigiri, BUT MACHETTI DUCKED! Machetti grabbed Jericho's legs then flipped him onto his back before crossing them SHARPSHOO—JERICHO PUSEHD MACHETTI OFF!! Machetti went into the ropes and bounced off, Jericho shot back up and grabbed Machetti as he came back, CODEBREAKER!! Both Machetti and Jericho were down, but Jericho slowly rolled onto his stomach and crawled over to Machetti then draped and arm over him, ONE… TWO… THRE—MACHETTI GOT HIS SHOULDER UP!! The fans cheered wildly while Jericho stared at Machetti in disbelief, Jericho climbed back onto Machetti and hooked his leg for a better pin, ONE… TWO… THRE—MACHETTI STILL KICKED OUT!!
Jericho glared down at Machetti extremely frustrated that the IC Champion had managed to kick out both times, but then Y2J noticed Umaga climbed up onto the ring apron. Jericho got up to his feet and ran to the corner, then jumped up onto the top rope and jump off of the top rope and drop kicked Umaga in the head, TRIANGLE DROPKICK!! Umaga fell backwards and landed hard on the floor, leaving the match a one-on-one contest between Jericho and Machetti. The latter of the two had rolled over to the ropes and was pulling himself back up to his feet. Jericho allowed Machetti to stagger into the middle of the ring, then stepped forward to meet him. Jericho stared at Machetti and told him, "This is your last chance, back out and you can save yourself a lot of pain." Machetti stared at Jericho then slowly turned around and started walking away. Was he really giving up? But suddenly Machetti turned back around AND SLAPPED JERICHO ACROSS THE FACE!!
Jericho stared at Machetti for a second, surprised that he had refused, but then he retaliated by shoving Machetti backwards. But Machetti came back and shoved Jericho, sending him staggering backwards. Machetti went to follow up with a forearm, but Jericho ducked it then chopped Machetti across the chest. Jericho followed up with a second chop, and then hit a forearm to the face. Jericho went for a second forearm, but Machetti ducked then hit a big uppercut, then jumped up and did a back-flip, DROPSAULT! Machetti got back up and then pulled Jericho up to his feet, then whipped him into the ropes. Jericho came off and Machetti went for a hip toss, but Jericho blocked it, then grabbed Machetti and hit him with a hip toss of his own. Machetti rolled over to the ropes and pulled himself up, then ran back at Jericho. But Jericho ducked down and launched Machetti up into the air for a back body drop, BUT MACHETTI LANDED ON HIS FEET! Jericho turned around and Machetti jumped up into his shoulders and started to fall backwards, looking for a hurricurana, but Jericho suddenly ran forward and drove Machetti down onto the top turnbuckle. Jericho grabbed Machetti and threw him down on the mat then covered him, ONE… Jericho put his feet on the ropes when the referee wasn't looking, TWO… THRE—MACHETTI STILL MANAGED TO KICK OUT!!
Jericho got off of Machetti, and the IC Champion shot up to his feet and looking pissed. He had just caught Jericho cheating and that wasn't going to fly. He could respect his opponents brutalizing him, and maybe utilizing some underhanded tactics in a regular match. But he wasn't about to get screwed and lose his Intercontinental Championship because someone decided to take some liberties with the rules. Machetti charged out of the corner and met Jericho in the middle of the ring, the two of them immediately started trading punches, but Machetti grabbed Jericho's legs and lifted them up, then slammed him down to the mat with a take down. With Jericho down on the mat, Machetti managed to take advantage and rained down a barrage of hard closed-fist punches to Jericho's face. At first, Jericho attempt to fight back and throw Machetti off of him, but the IC Champion was relentless, and after a streak of fifteen punches the referee finally came over and pulled Machetti off of Y2J for fear of Jericho's physical wellbeing.
Jericho slowly struggled up to his feet and still looked out of it when the referee released Machetti. Mr. Money in the Bank looked like he was about ready to start it again, but then Umaga climbed back onto the ring apron. Machetti turned around and rushed at Umaga, but the Samoan shoved him backwards and then got in the ring. Machetti rushed back at Umaga but Umaga took him down with a clothesline. Jericho rushed at Umaga looking to stop the Samoan Bulldozer before he got started, but he got taken down by a clothesline was well. Machetti got back up and rushed at Umaga, but Umaga reached out and grabbed Machetti by the throat with both hands then roughly threw him across the ring for a choke toss. Umaga then turned around and grabbed Jericho who had just gotten back up, Umaga lifted Jericho up and turned him upside down, then slammed him down to the mat for a scoop slam. Umaga turned around and stood over Jericho's head, then jumped up into the air and came crashing down on Jericho, BANZAI DROP!! Umaga stood up and screamed something incomprehensible down at the unconscious body of Chris Jericho.
Umaga kicked Jericho in the side and rolled him out of the way, then held up his arm and measured up Machetti who was getting up to his feet with his back to Umaga. Machetti got up and turned around, Umaga shot out his hand and grabbed Machetti shoulder then brought down his other arm, SAMOAN SPI—MACHETTI DUCKED IT!! Machetti slipped behind Umaga then did a back-flip and drove his feet into the back of Umaga's head. The Samoan fell forward and landed on his hands and knees, but Machetti got back up and ran to the ropes on the other side of the ring, then bounced off of them and ran up Umaga's back, springboarded off of him and landed on the top rope. Machetti came off of the top and spun around in mid air then drove his feet down into Umaga's back, SPINNING MUSHROOM STOMP!! Umaga was now flat on his stomach in the middle of the ring, Machetti glanced down at Umaga, then over at Jericho who was just getting back up. Jericho staggered out of the corner and stared at Machetti, but suddenly Umaga pushed himself up onto his hands and knees. HE WAS GETTING UP! Machetti caught Jericho's eye and nodded, then at the same time the ran to the ropes and bounced off of them at the same time, both Jericho and Machetti came off and dropped down, DOUBLE BASEBALL SLIDE TO UMAGA!! Umaga was sent rolling under the bottom rope and down to the floor!
Machetti got up and stood in front of the ropes, staring down at Umaga who was now out on the floor. BUT THEN JERICHO CAME FROM BEHIND AND ROLLED HIM UP!! ONE… JERICHO PULLED MACHETTI'S SHORTS FOR LEVERAGE, TWO… THRE—MACHETTI SOMEHOW STILL KICKED OUT!! Machetti rolled away from Jericho and shot up to his feet, but Jericho rushed in and jumped up then grabbed Machetti as he came down, CODEBREA—MACHETTI CAUGHT JERICHO!! Machetti lifted Jericho up and held him sideways, then launched him over his head, MACHETE'S BLADE!! Machetti hooked both of Jericho's legs, ONE… TWO… THREE! HE GOT IT!!
The fans cheered and Riot Time hit, Machetti quickly got off of Jericho and rolled out of the ring. The referee followed him out and raised Machetti's arm up into the air, in the time keeper's corner Lillian Garcia stood up, "Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL the WWE Intercontinental Champion, MACHETTI!!" The referee left Machetti and went to the time keeper's corner where he got the Money in the Bank Briefcase and the Intercontinental Title, both of which he handed to Machetti when he came back. Machetti took the briefcase and the belt, then ran forward and jumped up onto the announce table, startling JR and King. Machetti, Mr. Money in the Bank, and WWE Intercontinental Champion, stood there on the announce table with his arms raised as Raw went to a commercial break.
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I actually really liked the Umaga/Jericho match from Raw, so I hope that I didn't ruin a good thing by adding Machetti to it. Since the IC title was on the line in the real match, I figured I'd put it on the line in my world too.
Again, I'm sorry that this is out late, and to make it up to everybody, I've decided to do an INTERVIEW with Machetti, which I'll probably include in either my Backlash chapter or the one after it. Here's how it's gonna work, the questions being asked are going to be sent in by you guys. Send me a review or a PM with a question (or questions) you've been wanting to know about Machetti and I'll write it into the interview and have Machetti answer it. Anything asked twice will be answered thoroughly anything 'inappropriate' will be ignored.
'Till Next Time…
Peace!
