A/N: Sorry for not writing on this chapter for so long. Mainly I've been more focused on other projects so let me get back to this one for now.

PART 4: Going Extreme

THE ARMAGEDDON AFTERMATH SHOW

A dark red Corvette rolled up to the FedEx Forum arena, parking inside of the parking garage. Out entered the United States Champion, Adrian Sanchez. He closed the door behind him and carried a duffle bag with him to the entrance way. However, security guards stood in his way.

"Sorry sir, you're not allowed in the arena tonight." Said one guard.

A confused emotion expressed itself on the young superstar's face. "Allowed? What are you talking about?"

"General Manager Layfield's orders."

Layfield, the same opponent that Adrian had defended his title against last Sunday, and the acting general manager of Smackdown. Adrian wanted to argue, but he backed off and instead leaned against his car, deep in thought. He turned his head and thought for a moment, looking down at his car that had a built in TV inside of it. He thought for a moment, then got inside of the car and started to watch Smackdown.

IN THE ARENA

JBL stood, obviously angry over his loss to both Adrian and D-Generation X. He held a clipboard in his hand and microphone in the other. He had stitches on his forehead, with his casual suit on.

"For those of you who watched Armageddon last Sunday…you witnessed how low a man could go. You witnessed a Three Stages of Hell match between me…and Adrian Sanchez, our United States champion. Now, I'm a man of honor and respect. I believe in fair play and respect. Adrian knew that he couldn't beat me which is why he had to bring in those sophomoric losers: DX."

The crowd booed at JBL as he fixed his hat.

"Adrian is a punk. He is nothing more then a dirty fighter who fights for only one reason: He wants someone to get bloody, bruised, and he fights only for himself without the regard of others. But see, I've decided to stand up against that. Despite my loss at Armageddon, I have the power as acting general manager to do whatever I wish. In my hand is the contract of one Adrian Sanchez. What do you suppose I should do? I have the power Adrian to strip you of your United States championship and there isn't a damn thing you or anyone else can do about it!"

But just as he finished speaking, the crowd cheered as a familiar theme song played.

"OH MY!" said Michael Cole. "HE'S BACK! THEODORE LONG!"

Indeed, Teddy Long was finally back. Based on the look on his face, he was NOT a happy camper. Carrying a clipboard in his hand, he went right into the ring and stared right at JBL.

"Exactly who do you think you are, talking trash in the ring here tonight JBL?" said Teddy Long.

"What does it look like? I'm out here trying to discuss a problem with the referee in my match with Adrian last Sunday."

"You're not going to. You're leaving this ring. RIGHT. NOW."

The crowd cheered as a look of disbelief of appeared on the face of JBL.

"You wanna play hardball JBL? Then you got it. You see, what I have in my hand right now is a letter from Mr. McMahon. To cut to the chase, he is not a happy camper with what you've been doing. You abused the use of your General Manager Status and in the process almost injuring our United States champion. You have insulted the Smackdown audience and your tactics as of late have shown me one thing: You DO NOT deserve the right to be Smackdown General Manager. Therefore, by order of Mr. McMahon: YOU'RE FIRED!"

Adrian, from his car, could not have been happier. A guard came over to his door and opened it, telling him he was allowed back in the building by Teddy Long. JBL, meanwhile, was beyond enraged. Security came into the ring and escorted him out. On the way out, Adrian smirked and looked at JBL, a silent exchange between the two. Adrian's guitar riff music played and he came out with the title on his shoulders, the crowd cheered for him. Teddy Long and Adrian shook hands as Adrian showed his title to everyone.

"My apologies Adrian, I hope security didn't give you any trouble. Now, let's get down to buisness. Earlier this evening, I had recieved notice that JBl had talked to ECW General Manager Armando Estrada, concerning Adrian's contract. What that means is that...well Adrian, you've been drafted to ECW."

Adrian was taken aback. Why hadn't anyone told him this? He looked at his United States championship and sighed, knowing what would happen.

"I'm sorry Adrian." said Teddy Long. "But we can't let you take the United States Championship over to ECW. Therefore...you must vacate the championship."

Adrian looked down at his championship as Teddy was booed. He took the championship off his shoulders and looked at it, remembering the times he had defended it, and the battles he had fought. He had defeated the Undertaker, Chris Benoit, Chavo Guerrero, and JBL to keep it. Most superstars would unleash tears of sorrow and refuse to give the title away, but Adrian smiled and handed the championship to Long. He took the mic and looked at the Smackdown GM.

"This championship is a symbol of how far I have come here on Friday Nights. I worked hard to climb to the top and never back down but now...it's time to take it to the extreme on Tuesday Nights. You fans are what keep me going and you still will on ECW. But let it be known, Smackdown is my home. And it always will be."

With that, the former champion departed from the ring...and his journey to the land of extreme had begun.