"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: So far, Cody Rhodes, The Young Bucks, Hangman Page, "The Villain" Marty Scrull, more to come as the story goes on.
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 7: The Brand New Plan Takes Effect, Part II
Music started blaring throughout backstage as a huge muscular man dressed in a white vest, white pants, white forearms, white boots and big black hair started dancing in the form of a conga line. And dancing alongside him were his usual dancers of course. One of them was dressed in the form of a hamburger, the Statue of Liberty, a lifeguard, a pirate, a Montreal Expos baseball player, a policeman, an astronaut, a ladybug and Bruce Lee all in that order. It was clear that the guy that was leading the conga line proved to be WWE's resident dancer, No Way Jose.
"C'mon everyone let us feel the rhythm!" Jose said to his dancers.
"You got it, Jose!" The dancers spoke out to him ecstatically.
No Way Jose continued to dance through a good portion of the hallway when he noticed both Matt and Nick Jackson standing in his way, forcing the conga leader and the rest of his dancers to stop in their tracks.
"Hey, what's the rush, bushy-hair?" Nick smirked to Jose.
"Yeah, why on earth did you stop?!" Matt said, also smirking to Jose, "We were just enjoying the music!"
"Hey look, I don't want any trouble, but I only came here for-" Was all that No Way Jose said before a gang of masked hoodlums appeared from left to right, attacking the dancer and the rest of his dancers that all tried to help No Way Jose out! The ones that were attacking No Way Jose were Light Pink Mask and Dark Pink Mask and the ones that were attacking the rest of the dancers were Blue Mask, Red Mask, Green Mask and The Young Bucks themselves.
With No Way Jose defenseless, both Light Pink and Dark Pink Mask immediately threw him right the trashbin, knocking the can and him over as a result. However, they weren't done with No Way Jose just yet. Just to add insult to injury, both the Young Bucks took the trash can and lifted it up before crashing down on a fallen No Way Jose for good measure!
"Yeah, how do you like that, goody two shoes?!" Matt said to Jose, who was holding his entire body in pain.
"Your party's over, but ours has just begun!" Nick also said to the fallen dancer.
Before they could even think about taunting No Way Jose some more though, Apollo Crews and Titus O'Neil immediately came running to rescue and proceeded to beat on both The Young Bucks, therefore making No Way Jose get a small break.
However, it proved to be all for naught though as Red Mask and Green Mask soon tackled Titus right to the floor, while Apollo got socked right in the face courtesy of Blue Mask. Red and Green wasted no time double teaming on the former Florida Gator as they ended up ramming Titus right by the cage wall! Apollo Crews was definitely a different story as Blue Mask ended up holding Apollo right by the neck, forcing both Young Bucks to deck Apollo Crews with a double superkick!
"Ha, is that the best you got?!" Nick taunted down to Apollo, who was holding his face in major pain.
The Bucks continued to taunt both Apollo and Titus before they were immediately run down by both Heath Slater and Rhyno, who wasted no time getting out extra shots on the Young Bucks.
Unfortunately for the Man-Beast and One man Rock Band, the hoodlums immediately grabbed Heath by the hair and immediately pushed him backfirst into the vending machine. Heath didn't go down though as he was still on his feet, which didn't last long since Green Mask came rushing in and blasted Heath with a big high knee to the face!
Rhyno, on the other hand, ended up getting a lot more painful than Heath got when both Light Pink and Dark Pink Mask got him up with a double Powerbomb lift. Knowing how close they got to the pile of wood, the two hooded men immediately slammed the Man-Beast down on the hard wood, forcing the former ECW champion's back to ache painfully. After all that was settled and done for, they had taken out five more competitors to the list of their targets.
Both Matt and Nick looked around and smiled in behalf of the damage they had caused so far, mostly Nick who replied with such swagger, "Okay, I think we've taken out a good portion of the field here. What's next?"
Looking at Red Mask with such a suggestion, they suddenly overheard sounds coming from out on the arena floor, indicating that a match was now suddenly taken place during the middle of their beatdown.
"I think there's a six-man match taking place," Red Mask replied, forcing the Young Bucks to nod.
"Who's all competing?" Matt asked Green Mask.
"Reigns, Lashley and Strowman vs. Owens, Zayn and Jinder." Green Mask replied.
"Perfect!" Nick exclaimed, "Now we all know what to do from here, right gentleman?"
"RIGHT!" Light Pink and Dark Pink mask nodded out as the crew immediately took their entire leave, therefore leaving the rest of those five competitors to lick their intensive wounds as a result.
Of course, not without Blue Mask kicking an already-down Titus O'Neil as an insult to injury before leaving altogether.
In the ring already was both Roman Reigns and Sami Zayn, who right now was being fed by a barrage full of clotheslines, courtesy of the Big Dog himself. And neither KO nor Jinder could do anything about it since they were on the outside, trying to recover from the raucous madness that Strowman caused earlier.
Once Reigns roughed up Sami, the Samoan Superman immediately whipped himself to the ropes and ran back again, blasting Zayn with a big boot to the face!
"And a big boot right to the face!" Cole said, cringing a bit.
"I think the rest of his brain cells got lost from that attack!" exclaimed Corey Graves.
"Heck, maybe a little even more than that!" Coach nodded.
A smile was plastering around Reigns's face, feeling the boos that there being fed to them thanks to thousands of angry Montreal natives. He was about to raise the ire of them even more once he cocked his fist like a shotgun, signaling a Superman Punch on the horizon.
"Uh-oh, Sami better stay down while he can." gulped Corey.
"I don't think that's gonna happen, Corey." Coachman said to Graves.
Before Roman could hit his signature move though, he noticed Jinder's little lackey Sunil Singh appearing on the apron while trying to distract the Big Dog. However, it proved to be all for naught as Sunil found himself being flipped inside the ring by Roman, who immediately threw him through the ropes and onto the outside.
"Well, it was nice knowing ya, Sunil!" smirked the Coach.
Right after Roman fed Sami with a huge uppercut, he immediately ran right into Kevin Owens who instantly caught Roman out of nowhere with a big boot to the gut, which followed by a huge DDT!
"Big combo for KO!" Cole cringed again.
"I think this may do it here." Graves pointed out while the referee made the count.
Unfortunately for Owens, the referee only got to two before Roman immediately kicked out of the pin. It didn't sit well with KO as he spent a good few seconds screaming at the referee for apparently no reason.
"Oh man, that was close." Graves said, sighing with relief.
As the matchup continued at the outside though, both Goldust and Curt Hawkins were busy watching the entire match at the comfort of their own backstage area. The two spent each other's company having a good time watching the six-man tag right between their very eyes.
"I'm not gonna lie, but my money's on KO and his team all the way." Hawkins smirked.
"No way, are you serious?" Goldust gasped, "My money's riding high on Strowman and the two other-"
Goldust unfortunately would not be able to finish that sentence as he was suddenly leapt from behind by both Marty Scurll and Hangman Page, who immediately pummeled the ex-IC champion to the floor while Curt Hawkins felt something grab right behind him, immediately sending the perennial loser backfirst right into the cage wall courtesy of Matt and Nick Jackson.
"Wait a minute, what's going on?!" Coach shouted as he separated from the action for a bit to see what was happening backstage.
"That's that damn Scurll, Page and Young Bucks again!" Corey pointed out.
"Ladies and gentleman, I think I also got word that a little bit of our RAW roster got taken out as well!" Cole replied, being informed as of now.
"And I'm afraid they're just getting started!" Coachman gulped.
Both Hangman and Scurll weren't done with Goldust at the slightest. The two immediately picked him up after pummeling him for a good minute and eyed over at an electrical box, giving both Scurll and Page such dangerous urges.
"Oh no, what the hell is this now?" Cole spoke with dreaded horror.
"Please tell me they're not gonna do what I think they're gonna do!" shrieked Corey.
Before they could do the unthinkable, both Hangman and the Villain were immediately cut off by both Tyler Breeze and Fandango, who attacked the two from behind forcing Goldust to be put down in safety. And they were hitting at both Page and Scurll very furiously, hoping the two wouldn't find a way to fight back against the Fashion Police.
"Here they come!" Coachman exclaimed, referring to Breeze and Fandango.
"We almost had déjà vu happen here." Graves replied.
As much as the Fashion Police tried to hold their momentum, it didn't last long unfortunately as Red Mask came out swinging with a chair, cracking Fandango hard in the back while Blue Mask immediately grabbed Breeze right by his ponytail and sent him crashing backfirst into a hard wall.
"And the hoodlums are attacking once again!" Cole exclaimed.
"Huh, you wanna do that to us from behind?!" Scrull shouted at Fandango, who was struggling to get back up to his feet.
Just to make sure he didn't fight back at all, The Villain turned the ex-ballroom dancer around and trapped him in an escapable Crossface Chickenwing, which forced Fandango to scream out in pain due to the intense feeling his back was suffering. Hangman Page definitely had his hands full with Tyler Breeze himself as he took the pretty boy right by the hair and sent his head lodging between the doors. With Tyler's entire head sandwiched between the door, Page kicked the door entirely into Breeze's skull, knocking him out unconsciously!
"OH MY GOD!" Graves gasped in horror.
"Hangman may have split Breeze's skull in two!" Cole also shouted in horror.
After looking down at Breeze with a smirk on his face, Hangman felt his back being pummeled by both Konnor and Viktor of the Ascension, who were trying to help out both a bruised and beaten Tyler Breeze and Fandango altogether.
"More help's coming, guys!" Coachman pointed out.
"It's the Ascension!" Graves also pointed out too.
The two beatdown Page long enough for Viktor to pick him up in a full nelson position, which left Konnor plenty of room for a free couple of shots to the ribs.
Konnor managed to land a few shots to the Hangman before both Matt and Nick Jackson tackled Konnor to the ground while Viktor ended up taking a florescent light to the back thanks to some help from Red Mask.
"Well, so much for that." groaned Coachman.
Right after both Matt and Nick Jackson picked up Konnor on his own two feet; both the Young Bucks dragged him right to the catering table where they threw him over the entire plates, cups and soda all over. Viktor got the worst end of the beating through as Red Mask grabbed an equipment box nearby, waiting for Viktor to get right back up. When he did, Red Mask immediately pushed the box straight onto Viktor, knocking one-half of the Ascension down!
"Oh, and Viktor got knocked down by the equipment box!" cringed Michael Cole.
"This has turned into a prison riot, ladies and gentleman." Graves said, fearing for the worst.
After Viktor was taken out of the equation, both the Young Bucks and five of their masked hoodlum friends once again looked around at the landscape once more to analyze the damage they have caused so far. All that was shown in their faces was nothing more than devious and evil smiles. Throughout the ruckus that they have caused, both the Young Bucks and their masked friends had taken out fourteen wrestlers throughout their arrival tonight.
"All right, good job here, gentleman." Matt said to his friends, "Now you know what to do next."
"Right." The five masked men nodded before they left backstage altogether to get a closer look at the six-man tag that was taking place so far.
Ouch, looks like no one's safe from the Bucks and their Merry Men.
Anyway, what will happen next from all this raucous? Don't have much to explain, so read, review and share some feedbacks if you want until the next chapter. Until then, pizza's on me. By that, I mean, you're ALL buying. ;D
