Chapter 7: Grudge Match

Austin sat in his chair behind the desk in his office, Havoc were across from him standing. "Now Stone Cold never believed in the numbers game. I'm not gonna use you three to gang up on people unfairly and fight my battles. I just want you three to go on about your business and compete like everyone else in that damn locker room." Austin told them. "Falcon, you debut tonight against Dolph Ziggler, Morgan will accompany you to ringside. Maverick, you got Swagger. Once again the lady will accompany you to ringside also. Falcon wants Ziggler for slapping Morgan last week on Raw, and I know you want to give Swagger a measure of revenge for costing you your match last week. There is a catch, Miz and Swagger is barred from interfering in your match Falcon,and Maverick Miz and Ziggler are barred from interfering in your match. If they do interfere I'm gonna open a can of whupass and suspend them sumbitches." Stone Cold explained to Havoc. "Got it." Falcon said nodding. "What the hell are you waiting for? Get the hell out of my office and get ready for your match." Austin told them. The three Havoc members turned around and walked out of the office.

The bell rang and Lillian Garcia stood in the center of the ring, Falcon's entrance music cued up and he walked on stage. Falcon wore blacl tights with red and white spider web designs running down both legs, along with black boots, black knee pads, black elbow pads, and MMA gloves. "This contest is scheduled for a one fall. Accompanied by Sexy Morgan Bailey, from Indianapolis, Indiana weighing in at 140 pounds. Ace Falcon!" Lillian said into the mic. Falcon walked on stage, he and Morgan walked hand in hand. Morgan wore a black belly shirt, black mini skirt, and black heeled boots that stopped just above her ankle, she wore a belly button ring and makeup. The crowd cheered at this young superstar in his debut match, he was pumped. He and Morgan entered the ring and Morgan shook her bottom at the crowd, she then turned around and repeated the act to the other side of the arena before exiting the ring. Dolph Ziggler's entrance music cued and he walked out on stage. "And his opponent. From Hollywood, Florida weighing in at 218 pounds. Dolph Ziggler!" Lillian announced. Ziggler walked to the ring, Falcon stared down the bleach blonde superstar as he got closer. Ziggler entered the ring, Lillian exited and the ref made them ring the bell.

Falcon immediately attacked Ziggler, he started throwing strikes using his skills as an amateur boxer. He continued striking Dolph until he had him in the corner, Falcon then hoisted Ziggler up to the top rope before climbing to the top rope. Falcon grabbed Ziggler by his neck and fell backwards, landing a DDT to Dolph. Dolph rolled onto hos back clutching his head, Falcon jumped on the second rope and jumped in the air doing a moonsault landing on the torso of Ziggler. Falcon went for the cover and Ziggler kicked out at one. Falcon took a minute to taunt his opponent, catching his breath as he did so. Dolph barely made it to his feet, when he did he charged at Falcon grabbing him by his head and delivering a neckbreaker. Dolph grabbed the fallen rookie by his head and put him in a sleeper hold. Falcon was fading out, be was almost unconscious when he saw Morgan standing there. Falcon remembered the slap Dolph dealt to her a week before, Falcon started showing signs of life and worked his way back to his feet. Falcon stood up and flipped Ziggler over his hip, Falcon capitalized running to the ropes and doing a springboard roundhouse kick right to Ziggler's head. Falcon had Dolph in position He did his wake up taunt, which was raising his arms in a come here motion, as Ziggler stood up. Falcon kicked Dolph in the stomach before pulling Dolph towards him and delivering a running Neckbreaker. "Gavel's Call! He hit Gavel's Call King!" Cole shouted. Falcon got on top of Ziggler, the ref made the count. "1 2 3. That's it ring the bell!" The ref said standing up. "Your winner of the match Ace Falcon!" Lillian announced. "Well Falcon got some measure of revenge against Ziggler not only for assaulting him two weeks ago but also for attacking his friend and manager Morgan Bailey last week." Cole said. "What an impressive showing in hos debut match. Against a big superstar like Dolph Ziggler no less!" King exclaimed. "Falcon and the rest of Havoc are definitely a group to watch out for." Cole replied.

Maverick sat in his locker room watching Falcon's match, he was eating a power bar and doing curls as he watched. "Good job." Maverick said to himself watching Falcon celebrate his victory. There was a knock at the door and he turned around, Jack Swagger stood there with a pipe in his right hand. Maverick stood up and looked at Swagger before clenching his fists. "Let's go." Maverick said before punching Swagger in the face. Maverick tackled Swagger to the ground, he wrestled the pipe out of his hand and hit Swagger across the back five times. Swagger winced in pain before Maverick hit him across the face with the pipe, he raised the pipe in the air to finish the job when Swagger punched Maverick in the stomach. Swagger picked up Maverick in a gut wrench powerbomb clutch, he lifted Maverick up and threw him into the lockers. Maverick crawled on the ground in pain, Swagger looked at his downed opponent. "See you tonight." Swagger said menacingly. Swagger turned around to be punched in the face by Falcon, Falcon kicked Swagger in the stomach before giving him a taste of Gavel's Call. Falcon helped Maverick to his feet as Swagger in a dazed state left the locker room.

Later On Raw

Maverick's entrance music cued up, he walked out onto the stage clutching his side. The crowd cheered at Maverick and held up their signs. "Ladies and gentleman this next match is scheduled for a one fall. Approaching the ring, accompanied by Sexy Morgan Bailey. From Jeffersonville, Indiana. Weighing 257 pounds. Maverick!" Lillian announced. Maverick still clutched his left side as he walked slowly to the ring, Morgan helped her cousin walk to the ring. Maverick made it and got inside. Jack Swagger's music cued up and the All American American come out on stage with a bandage on his head. Swagger wasn't as pumped as he usually was, and had a serious look on his face. Swagger ran to the ring and charged at Maverick. He attacked Maverick before the bell could ring, he tackled the heavyweight rookie and started striking him in the face. Maverick covered up from Swagger's attack, Swagger stood up and picked Maverick up. Swagger lifted Maverick up into a gut wrench powerbomb, before Swagger could finish however Maverick got lose he put Swagger in a pedigree clutch and finished him with None Better. Swagger was knocked out, but since the match hadn't started Maverick just stood there over his fallen opponent as his music played. "Well ladies and gentleman, that was short." Cole said. "I'll say, the match hadn't even started and Swagger is out already." King replied. "King I wonder if Swagger being put away by that move has anything to do with Falcon slamming Swagger's head off the concrete floor backstage earlier." Cole said. "You know it does, Cole. That's the same reason Maverick is clutching his side. That powerbomb Swagger gave him into those lockers did a lot of damage." King replied. "What a night we had so far, don't forget about our main event tonight. A tag team match which puts John Cena and number one contender Kane against Triple H and Chris Jericho." Cole said into his headset. Maverick and Morgan walked backstage.

Falcon waited on them by the interview area, he took over and helped his hurt friend through the backstage. Cody Rhodes from Smackdown approached Morgan, the "Dashing" superstar started to put the moves on her. "Hey, Morgan. You looked hot out there ringside. Looking all sexy." He told the blushing Morgan. "Thanks, Cody." Morgan replied. "Listen, I'm finished with my match. There's a restaurant nearby. Want to go get something to eat?" Cody asked her. "You know it, let's go." Morgan replied. She and Cody, much to Frank's disdain watched the girl he liked walking away with the spoiled pretty boy. "Forget about it bub, turnabout is fair play. Plenty of Divas here." Malcolm said as he sat down and held his side. "True, question is which one?" Frank replied. The WWE Doctor approached Frank and Malcolm, he took a look at Malcolm's bruised side, he poked his ribs which got winces from Malcolm. "I don't think anything is broken. You should be okay by next week, nut no physical activity until then." The doctor told him. "You got it doc." Malcolm replied. The doctor walked off, Frank and Malcolm continued talking before leaving the arena.