Sorry its taken me so long to update guys. I've just been super swamped with assingments and Doctor's appointments. And, there's not a lot of signs of it slowing down. Next week alone, I have a midterm test, another test, a lab report, a lap proposal, a Greek quiz and assignment, an uber amount of readings with quizzes over all of it, a presentation, and a cross-country meet. And, you never know when they're going to randomly schedule another doctor's appointment. So, I'm really going to try to update again as soon as possible, but I'm not sure when that will be. Thanks for being patient with me. Hope you guys like it and that its up to par.
I own Cayden. That's it.
Special shout out to Instant Classic Superstar Pac! He wrote the promo at the end of this one. So, basically, he's pretty awesome. If you haven't checked out his stories yet, you should! They're awesome!
To start off Impact, Dinero came out to the ring and talked a bit about Homicide having some sort of problem that he has no idea about, before demanding the Homicide come out and explain himself to "the Congregation".
The Notorious 187 came out with Desmond Wolfe and Chelsea. The trio stayed at the ramp with Wolfe announcing that he will be involved in Feast or Fired.
Homicide then took the mic and explained that since there's "big change poppin'" right now in TNA, he needed a way to show that he "run the streets at the heart o' the company", referring to the X-Division and to his title, and the best way to do that was to take down everybody's favorite new champ; the Pope.
Dinero stated Homicide should've just asked if he wanted a match, but instead he's managed to tick the Pope off, and when you do that, your backup can get compromised.
"Like this." Hernandez' music came on, earning a big pop from the crowd and Super Mex came out and started attacking Wolfe and Homicide. Pope quickly shot up the ramp and joined him, causing a two-on-two brawl on the stage that got broken up by security.
James Mitchell appeared on the big tron and quipped that apparently what Pope preaches isn't worth practicing, before making a tag match between the four men later that night.
Backstage, Christy Hemme was standing alongside the Icon and the Instant Classic.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm here with the Icon, Sting, and the Instant Classic himself, Christian Cage." She said, as she was pulled into a sideways hug by Captain Charisma.
"Hey Christy, how have you been?" He asked with a big smile. She smiled back and nodded. "I've been good. How about you C?"
He flashed a big grin himself. "Better now that I'm back, but we'll get to that in my return speech later tonight." He explained. Christy nodded before turning to Sting.
"Well, Sting, tonight you make your in ring return. This will be your first match in over a year, so are you expecting ring rust to play a hand in your match tonight against Eric Young?"
Sting sighed. "Well, you know Christy, you're right. I haven't wrestled in over a year and so, of course, I'm going to have some ring rust. And, it doesn't help me that I'm going against a young guy as talented as Eric Young. But, I have been working out and this is pretty much all I've done since I can remember, so I'm hoping I'll hold my own."
His eyes narrowed slightly before he continued. "But tonight isn't about the Icon making a big statement about how 'I've still got it.' Heck, it isn't even about winning Christy. Tonight, well, tonight is about showing the Mafia exactly what they have in store for them come Final Resolution. And, as if that wasn't enough motivation, I seem to recall my opponent tonight taking a pot shot or two at Cayden during an interview not too long after she was attacked." He explains, resting his baseball on his shoulder as Christy nodded and turned to the newest member of the TNA roster.
"Now, Christian, you mentioned early that you will be making a return speech tonight, right here in the Impact Zone. Care to give us any specifics that you're going to address?" She questioned. He chuckled a little.
"Come on Christy. You know me well enough to know that I'm not going to give away the punch line this early."
He grew serious, an angry look on his face, before he continued. "But, I can tell you that tonight, I'm going to let some suits know exactly what I think."
The cameras then cut to James Mitchell, who was sitting at his desk, looking through some files. He was startled when his door suddenly swung open with excessive force, bouncing against the wall as an irate Alex Shelley came storming into the room.
"What the he…?" He started, but was cut off by Alex, who had crossed the room to stand across the desk from Mitchell, leaning over it to appear even more intimidating than he already was.
"I want Steiner in a match, tonight! I'm going to kill that son of a b****." He stated, causing Mitchell, who had regained his composure, to sigh and shake his head.
"So, you want me to book a match between you and Steiner when you just admitted that your sole intention is murdering him? I don't know what kind of ship you think I'm running, but it's not that kind. I'm not going to just let you go out there and…"
Alex reached over the desk so fast his hands were a blur as he grabbed Mitchell by the shirt and hauled him to his feet, causing the long haired man to grow wide-eyed.
"Listen here Mitchell. I don't give a s*** what kind of ship you're running. That ape Neanderthal put his hands on my girlfriend for the last time. Now, unless you want me to take my anger out on you, and I probably should since you couldn't keep that bastard in line and away from Cayden, I suggest you freakin' book the match!" He growled, his eyes fierce with hatred.
Mitchell looked in shock for a second, before his eyes grew just as intense. "And I suggest that if you want a job come tomorrow you get your hands off of me."
Alex hesitated, not backing down from the threat, until Mitchell continued. "And think about it Alex. What happened last week while you weren't here? Imagine what Steiner and the others would do if you weren't ever here."
Alex thought for a split second, then instantly dropped his hands, not willing to put Cayden in any more danger.
"That's what I thought." Mitchell said, straightening out his clothes. "I know you're upset, but I'm not going to set someone up to get incapacitated and that's exactly what's going to happen if I give you Steiner tonight. After the glass table last week, I refuse to sanction another injury so close to Final Resolution. So, the answer is still no."
Alex sighed angrily, running a hand through his hair. He turned around and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him for effect.
In the hallway, Cayden was leaning against the wall across from Mitchell's door. She had heard from Taylor and Chris that Alex had stormed off to Mitchell's office, something she knew was inevitable, seeing as Alex had been on the warpath since he got back from Japan.
After he saw Impact on Thanksgiving, it took Alex's cousins and father standing in the doorway keeping him inside to keep him from storming out of the house, getting on a plane, and killing Steiner.
She pushed herself off the wall whenever she saw Alex storm out of the office, the look on his face telling her all she needed to know.
"Alex, what are you doing?" She asked in a warning tone.
"Cayden, go back to the locker room." He said, barely glancing at her, as he headed down the hallway in the opposite direction of the Rebellion locker room.
"Alex…" She said, following quickly behind him. "I'm fine, just let it die."
Alex kept on the warpath, not even acknowledging that he had heard his girlfriend.
"Alex, this is stupid. Please, just stop." She begged, as he shook his head.
"Cayden, locker room." He ordered, not missing a step as he did.
"Alex, stop!" She said, fear slightly coming through in her voice as she yelled at him. She grabbed his arm and turned him around.
"Cayden! Go back to the locker room now!" He yelled angrily, causing her to jump at the tone of his voice.
"Alex, no, you are not going to the Mafia locker room! They'll destroy you!"
"At least I'll take a few of them out with me." He said. He took a step to leave, but Cayden grabbed his arm again and spun him around.
"Alex, come on. We have a plan! Christian and the others have all went over it with you a million times. Just calm down and wait. Please." She pleaded, eyes wide with fear.
"Wait! I've been waiting for a whole freakin' week since I called you guys from Japan and heard about what happened! That bastard put his hands on you and I don't care if it's with my dying breath, I'm ending him!" Alex yelled, pointing towards the Mafia locker room.
"Yeah, and it will be your dying breath if you go in there right now. You won't even get to Steiner. The others will jump you before then! Come on Alex, think this through. I'm fine, so there's no need to do this." She reasoned, but her case was falling on deaf ears.
He looked at her with his jaw set sternly, telling her that he wasn't changing his mind. She looked at him and shook her head before throwing her arms up. "Fine, you want to go get yourself killed? That's fine with me! Go ahead."
He turned to leave, but was stopped in his track by the rest of Cayden's sentence. "But, I'm going with you."
Alex turned around, his face red with anger. "Like Hell you are."
She crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm not letting you go in there by yourself."
He shook his head. "It's my job to take care of this. Go back to the locker room Cayden." He ordered sternly, before he turned to leave. He walked a few steps and heard her right behind him walking.
He spun around sharply and glared at her.
"Why the hell will you not listen to me! Go back to the freakin' locker room!" He shouted.
She shook her head as angry tears built up in her eyes. "No." She stated, arms crossed.
"Why are you being so stubborn!" He continued to yell, unintentionally taking out some of his anger on her.
"Because I don't want to see you get hurt! I love you too much!" She shouted, as tears began to find their way down her cheeks.
The sight of Cayden crying snapped Alex out of his angry tunnel vision and his features visibly softened.
"I've already lost enough people. I won't lose you too!" She said, shaking her head. "I can't." She said the last part quieter, as more tears started coming out.
Alex sighed, mentally cursing himself for being so hateful to his girlfriend. He instantly stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him, allowing her to lean against his chest.
He frowned as he felt her shaking in his arms. He rubbed her back comfortingly before he whispered to her. "Shhhh. Shhh. It's okay. You aren't going to lose me. I won't go, okay?"
"Promise?" She asked quietly, the fear still heard in her voice. He nodded.
"I promise. I'll stick to the plan."
He felt her relax in his arms, tension leaving her body as she rested her head on his chest. He kissed her on the top of the head, before resting his chin there.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you." He apologized, knowing he had no right to yell at her like he had. "I just…I want to kill him so badly and I took it out on you. I'm sorry."
She nodded against him, letting him know she had forgiven him. The camera focused on the embrace before it cut back to the ring where the Beautiful People were waiting for their opponents while being jeered by the crowd.
Tara and Hamada came out to a mass of cheers to get the match underway. Tara and Hamada put up a tough fight, but the Beautiful People's team camaraderie and underhanded tactics helped them through, as Velvet Sky was able to distract the referee. While she was, Madison Rayne used a can of hairspray to blind Tara on the outside, then Hamada in the ring, before hitting the latter with the Rayne Drop for the pin.
After the match, the Beautiful People continued the beating on their enemies, until Taylor Wilde and Sarita came out to make the save.
ODB came sprinting out next, and she and the Beautiful People began to overwhelm the Knockout tag champs, until Awesome Kong's music hit and the Woman Destroyer made a surprise return.
Sky and Rayne kicked Wilde and Sarita out of the ring as they and ODB stood their ground against Kong. However, the Beautiful People quickly deserted ODB as soon as Kong got into the ring. ODB attempted to fight Kong but ended up planted with an Awesome Bomb. Roxxi made her way out to attack Kong as well, only to end up victim to an Implant Buster as Kong stood tall.
Right before a commercial break was taken, a short scene was shown backstage with Erich Young talking to Kevin Nash. The two seemed to be on good terms, even exchanging a fist pound before Nash walked off.
Once the return was made from the commercial break, Eric Young was making his way to the ring as the cameras showed Sting and Jeff Jarrett standing by the face tunnel.
"You ready for this Steve?" Jeff asked, as Sting nodded, a big smile finding its way to his face.
"Actually, yes I am. I've forgotten how much I've missed this." He said, causing Jeff to nod and smile.
"Well, you know, knowing the Mafia like I do, they're probably going to try something tonight, so you keep your eyes open and if they do try something, then I've got your back."
Sting nodded, smiling at his friend. "I know Jeff. Thanks." He said, as the music changed. He gave Jeff a quick hug, before he walked towards the tunnel to make his entrance.
As the Icon's music began playing and the crowd went completely nuts, standing on their feet, cheering loudly as they could. Sting came out onto the ramp, baseball bat in hand as he looked out to the crowd, soaking in the energy. A small smirk formed on his face as he made his way down the ramp.
"Well, Taz, I think it's safe to say that the Impact Zones are excited to see the Icon back in the ring."
"You can say that again Mike. This place is completely electric. I swear the roof is going to blow off this place!" Taz yelled back, before the two commentators continued to hype up Sting's return match.
The match started out and the two tied up, ready for the bout to be underway. Young's scrappy opportunism proved a challenge for a few minutes, but Sting proved he still had it as he emphatically secured control of the match and got Young in a Scorpion Death Lock.
Before a submission could come about, however, Booker T rushed into the ring and attacked Sting, causing a DQ, and Kevin Nash followed suit.
"Oh, for the love of…do these guys have to get involved in every match we have on Impact now?" Mike asked, throwing his arms in the air.
Taz shrugged. "Well, Mike, you'd have to be a fool to not have seen this coming. The Omega Rebellion got the better of the Mafia last week and with the end of this war in sight, everyone is looking to gain the upper hand."
The two Mafia members, along with Young, who got back up, started to stomp on Sting, until Samoa Joe, Jeff Jarrett, and Christopher Daniels made it out to the ring to an uproar from the crowd.
Young quickly left through the crowd while the Mafia members retreat up the ramp, none of them wanting to mess with the Rebellion.
Joe and Daniels leaned against the ropes, yelling at the other three men to "come on" while Jarrett helped Sting, who wasn't hurt all that bad, to his feet.
"You okay?" He asked, as Sting nodded, holding his ribs.
"You sure?" Jarrett questioned further.
"Yeah." Sting replied, a groan escaping his lips, before he stood up straight. "Just gonna feel it in the morning." He explained.
Joe looked over at the two. "You good to walk Stinger?" He asked.
Sting nodded. "I'm good."
"Well, then we'd better get to the back." Daniels suggested. "I bet the others got their hands full keeping Cayden back there."
Sting nodded, knowing they were right, as the four men slowly made their way backstage as a commercial break began.
During the break, the four, off camera, finally got to the locker room, where Cayden was sitting between Alex and Christian, her knee bouncing nervously, one hand resting on it while the other gripped Alex's hand tightly.
Normally, she wouldn't have been so nervous due to such a mile beatdown, but with the events of the week before, she was still pretty on edge, especially when it came to Sting.
When the door opened, her head snapped up and looked up excitedly, breathing a sigh of relief as Sting and the others stepped in. She instantly stood up and rushed over to him.
"You okay?" She asked, stopping short, not wanting to hug him if he was hurt.
Sting, however, didn't care and reached out and hugged her tightly.
"I'm fine Hija." He said, as she sighed with relief.
"You sure?" She asked, as he nodded.
"Yep, I'm just fine."
Christian chuckled. "See, I told you Leaf. Sting is too old and too ugly for that to have hurt him.
Sting sent a stern look towards the Instant Classic as the rest of the Rebellion chuckled at Christian's comment.
After the commercial break, the ring was cleared and Beer Money, Inc., Bobby Lashley, and Jay Lethal were waiting on their opponents, the British Invasion trio and Kiyoshi, who came out to a loud chorus of boos. During the match, the commentators confirmed that Lashley, Lethal, Doug Williams (representing the British Invasion), and Kiyoshi are all joining the Feast or Fired match at Final Resolution.
The eight-man tag match more resembled a free-for-all, as things got heated up and out of control pretty quickly with the two teams fighting all over. After a break, structure did return to the match, and Rob Terry became useful to the Brits and Kiyoshi's control, until he and Lashley both ended up the legal men. The UK Version of Guile went down to a running power slam from the Boss, then Lethal was tagged in and hit a Diving Dynamite head butt on Terry to finish the job for the pin.
As the victors celebrated in the ring, the cameras cut to the back where Hernandez and D'Angelo Dinero were standing next to Jeremy Borash, ready for an interview. JB began to ask Pope and Hernandez how their union tonight came about, but Pope quickly interrupted by going on a rant about how disrespectful it was to him and his "Congregation" that Homicide felt the need to jump Pope from behind and cost him some business in order to get in the ring with him. The tirade lasted for about a minute, before Hernandez continue by explaining that his "old friend" Pope called him up, and he agreed to help due to some history with Homicide, and Wolfe is a problem because Hernandez is joining the Feast or Fired match before the two headed to the ring.
At the tag match, both Pope and Homicide had to be restrained by their partners at the start of the match, but throughout the match Homicide began to play a more opportunistic style in the match, allowing Desmond Wolfe to do more of the brunt work and chipping in to help him out. After Hernandez got tagged in and took control, Chelsea eventually played a hand, coming up on the apron and distracting the referee from counting a pin on Wolfe.
The crowd cheered loudly as Matt Morgan came out and removed Chelsea from the apron, but her struggling against the Blueprint kept the referee distracted, allowing Homicide to attack Dinero on the outside, take his slapjack back from within the Pope's jacket, and even strike Hernandez with it. This enabled Wolfe to steal the pin for the victory.
After the match: Hernandez began to argue with Morgan a bit after the Blueprint got in the ring to check on him, until Bobby Lashley came out to break it up and keep their heads level.
Christian's entrance music, the original version that he first came to TNA with, began to go on and the lights went dark and flickered like they usually did during his entrance.
"Ladies and gentlemen, making his official return to Total Nonstop Action Wrestling, please welcome 'the Instant Classic' Christian Cage!"
As ring announcer Dave Penzer stated this announcement, Christian was out in one of his "Cage" jumpsuits, with the hood on over it this time, making his usual pose with his arms stretched out as Cayden stood right next to him. He quickly turned and the two walked to the ring together as the commentators Tenay and Taz hyped up the fact that Christian was back in TNA.
Both made it into the ring and Christian did all of his usual gestures on both of his usual turnbuckles while Cayden stood next to him performing the X each time (both for Extreme Days, still bieng a fan of the song, and for her brother's former stable Triple X), resulting in the hood coming off and the jacket being open as he took a microphone.
"For the past week," Christian began as the music quickly subsided, "I've had friends call me up on the phone, I've had fans bombard me as I walked the streets at home, I've had people buzzing me left and right, and they all wanna know the same thing; why did I decide now to come back to TNA Wrestling?" Christian's question stirred the fans' interest as he now had everyone's eye fixed on him.
"Well, I'm gonna make it really clear right now. I could lie that I came here because of Hulk Hogan and the fact that he's coming to TNA soon, but then again, that would be all that is - a lie!" Christian was forced to pause, as all of the peeps in the Impact Zone cheered in approval, giving the obvious sense that they knew why he did come back.
"So as far as I can tell, I don't see any reason to waste any time with this, as there is one man who I need to confront face to face and tell exactly why the Instant Classic is back in TNA," Christian continued, ready to call out said person. "And that's why I need…no, I demand that you come out here so that I can tell you, Kurt Angle, why I came back to TNA, man-to-man, face to face, in front of all my peeps!"
"Whoa! Christian is not wasting any time. He wants to get straight to the matter at hand!" Mike Tenay marked out, along with all the fans, who'd erupted in cheers the second Christian said Kurt's name.
"That's no surprise to me, considering what happened last week," Taz pointed out.
Angle's music finally blared on a moment later, Kurt not wasting any time either. The TNA World Champion made his entrance through the elevated center stage and invoked his pyro, before making his way down the ramp and into the ring very businesslike to a huge chorus of boos. He already came with a mic of his own, and quickly used it as soon as he got into the ring.
"Well, look what the cat dragged in this week," Angle commented, his own music fading out. "Ladies and gentlemen; Christian Cage. One of the first to be physically owned by the Main Event Mafia!" The disparaging "introduction" earned Kurt a rousing chorus of boos.
"Wow, you're certainly popular," Christian noted in a coat of sarcasm, making sure that he stayed between Angle and Cayden at all times, taking a slightly protective stance.
"Very funny, Christian. Especially considering the Main Event Mafia was never about winning popularity contests," Kurt replied. "And before you make any sort of wisecrack about that, let's face facts. You turned tail on all of TNA two years ago, and even after we completely punished and humiliated you to the ends of the earth, you never came back to even say anything about it."
"Which is extremely weird to me, considering how much you love to run your mouth. Have you finally found your cajones or something? What in the world made you choose now to come back for revenge? Did you score a few wins up north and finally find the stones to confront us? Or did you see a new group to use as your 'Christian Coalition'?"
"Angle is just completely rubbing it in Christian's face what he's taken from him in the past," Tenay analyzed as the fans jeered Kurt's scathing remarks.
"You know, it's funny you mention that, because you see, I do love to run my mouth, and I did enjoy leading the Christian Coalition," Christian openly admitted. "But the fact of the matter is, Kurt; I don't, like, you."
"Well, the feeling's mutual," Kurt stated obviously.
"Glad to know that. But you see, this goes back a long way between you and me. All the way as far back, in fact, as the year 2000. See, that year I was a tag team partner with one of my closest friends that I came up with in this business, and we took a shine to you and ended up helping you out. It got to the point where the three of us became known as a team. To be exact, Team ECK." The reminder of this team earned cheers of respect.
"You won the King of the Ring trophy that year," Christian continued, "and the year after that we wound up being joined by another close friend of mine. You might've heard of him, he's a member of your weak excuse for a mob right now." Notwithstanding the "weak excuse for a mob" comment, Angle understood that Christian was referring to Rhino with that one.
"The four of us were a dominant force in the industry, so dominant in fact that we even got ourselves in all four semi-final spots in the King of the Ring tournament the following year. But instead of being a good sport, and agreeing that may the best man win, you decided to come out and boast that your friends had no chance of beating you. It's like you were crowning yourself the king for the second time before you even got to the final round!"
"As I recall, I was just coming out to the ring and saying what everybody knows; that I am the greatest wrestler in the world," Kurt replied, his ego still running on overdrive.
"Well, aside from the fact that my friend not only beat ya for the trophy, but almost a year later ended up shaving that head of yours, producing the cue ball that I'm speaking to today," Christian pointed out, flustering Angle must to Cayden's laughter and the approval of the crowd, "that was the day that I officially made up my mind that I didn't like you."
"You see, two pricks can get along with each other and actually be the best of friends, as long that they didn't both first know each other as alpha pricks. Let's face facts. You're an alpha prick. I'm an alpha prick. And for six years after that I considered you, I thought of you, as one of the biggest pricks I've ever met in my life."
"I think the fans agree with that assessment of Kurt Angle perfectly," Tenay pointed out, noting the crowd's cheers.
"I think Cayden does too," Taz added, noting the wide grin and nod of the Flying Phoenix.
"But that was until you came to TNA, got lucky, and stole the World Heavyweight Championship at Slammiversary three years ago," Christian stated. "See, ever since then, you didn't just let me think you were TNA's biggest prick; you had to prove to everybody that I was right. You had to build yourself a bigger army week after week to keep you at the top, and you had to do it by monkeying around with and manipulating everybody whose name has been worth a lick in TNA!"
"I mean, Kurt; I know it's been said over and over and over again to ya for the last few months, but I think all my peeps agree that you need to hear it again. Let's just call a spade a spade!" he went on, ready to hit the laundry list.
"You monkeyed around with me, you monkeyed around with AJ Styles, you monkeyed around with Tomko and ruined his career, you monkeyed around with Christopher Daniels, you monkeyed around with Samoa Joe, you especially monkeyed around with 'the Icon' Sting…matter of fact, you even manipulated your own wife, earned your divorce, and then used that to monkey around with the position of Jeff Jarrett in the very company that he founded with his own blood, sweat, and tears!"
The Instant Classic had to take a moment to pause, not just to soak in the adulation of the cheering crowd of fans that knew he was right, but also to catch his breath.
"Now that's what you call speaking truth to power!" Tenay proclaimed his own approval toward Cage's stand.
"And to top it all off; you've done all that right in front of Maple Leaf," Christian stated, referring to his nickname for Cayden - something he knew would confuse Angle and give Cayden a moment to get over on him.
"Wait, who?" Angle asked, just a clueless as Christian suspected he would be.
"Maple Leaf. You know…" Christian vaguely overtured, once again as if Kurt was supposed to know when he knew all too well there was no way that was possible. The Captain was clearly enjoying this, and even moreso Cayden, as she just couldn't stifle the laugh coming over her at the moment.
"No, I don't know. Now stop playing games with me! You did that enough last week when you drove one of my guys through a glass table with the lights out! Now come on! Out with it! Who the heck is Maple Leaf?" Kurt demanded, to which Christian quickly gave Cayden the microphone.
"Maybe I can give you a clue, seeing as how my family name for Christian is Captain America!" Cayden finally, loudly, proclaimed, and much to hers and Christian's glee, the fans immediately understood that correlation as proven by their applause.
"So they give each other their own countries in their nicknames for each other?" Tenay stated his assessment.
"Just another sign what a close knit group they are, Tenay," Taz remarked.
"Great. So you guys have nicknames for each other? That's cute. That's all well and cute. But that still doesn't answer my question," Kurt replied, driving the crowd atmosphere downward. "I asked you what finally got you to come back here and try to get me back for the way that the Mafia has completely owned you in TNA, and apart from mentioning Team RECK, you haven't said anything that everyone else in your little 'family' hasn't already said to me!"
"And I know that that wasn't enough to get you to come back, because if that was enough, then we would be seeing Christian Cage back in TNA weeks ago, if not months ago! So what did it, huh? Did you finally come to realize that everything I've done in TNA has put me miles higher than you on the totem pole?"
"That's where you're wrong, Angle!" Christian cut him off immediately as he held his and Cayden's mic again. "You see, it all started clicking for me the Impact after Hard Justice! The Impact where you fired Christopher Daniels from the Mafia by giving him the night off, beating on his sister, telling everybody the Daniels family secret, and putting Maple Leaf in the hands of somebody who's got twice as much a one-track mind as Nappa from DBZ and Michael Kelso put together! The Impact where you proved yourself to be nothing more than an Olympic gold coward! That's the night it all clicked for the Instant Classic!"
"See, that was the point where I decided to send notice and leave the WWE the first chance that I got, so I could have enough time between contracts, to bide my time until I could see the final countdown coming along, and that's when I'd pull out my magic bullet."
"Your magic bullet?" Kurt replied, prompting Cayden to take the mic from Christian.
"I'm pretty sure he's talking about the magic bullet that says the Instant Classic is back in TNA and the Omega Rebellion is gonna take you and your crime mob out for good!" Cayden pronounced, the confidence in her voice responded to by an erupting crowd as Angle shook his head.
"There you again, guys. There you go again. And yes, I'm talking to both of you," Kurt simply replied. "First of all, Christian; keep talking yourself up. One of these days, that's gonna get you put on the shelf permanently, and no Unabomber outfit's gonna save you this time. And Cayden…"
The crowd instantly halted Kurt in his tracks by letting him know what they thought of his threat on Christian's career by booing him relentlessly. Noting the somewhat tense expression on Angle's face, Cayden and Christian turned to each other for a brief off-mic sidebar.
"Should he really be surpised?" Cayden asked.
"Um…no," Christian replied.
"As for you, Cayden," Kurt finally continued when the jeers subsided, "you just don't know how to keep your kid nose out of grown folks' business where it belongs. You cost your brother his place in the elite group of wrestling, the Main Event Mafia, you cost yourself two months off your own career, and you cost all of TNA, including multiple former World Heavyweight Champions, unnecessary grief, because you couldn't just do what any sensible person would do and stay in your place."
"Yet somehow, all of TNA - not just each and every single one of these morons in the Impact Zone," he went on, earning himself the chorus of boos again, "but also all the workers, all the stage hands, most of the guys in the back, even down to the front office that's supposed to be running this place, they all love you! They're ready to hand you, some cute-looking useless b****, who the wrestling wor-"
The Godfather could go no further with his tirade, because before he knew it, Kurt found his mic snatched away from him without warning, as Christian practically flash-stepped up to him and took it away, much to Cayden's surprise and the crowd's uproarious glee.
He stood toe to toe with Kurt, getting right into his face. "In case you missed it, a**hole, you're on thin ice! So say that again and you're dead!" Christian shouted in a quick protective rage, not standing for that kind of comment towards Cayden from the man who had already done so much harm to her over the years.
"Cap, hold on!" Cayden quickly yelled, catching his attention. "It's okay. I can handle it."
"Leaf, are you sure?" Christian asked quickly, his Captain's instinct shining through during this exchange.
"Yes! I've got it!" she insisted. After a moment or two of thinking about it, Christian accepted this, hostilely shoving the microphone back to the Olympian and staggering him back a few steps. It took a few seconds before Kurt got his bearings straight and prepared to speak again.
"You just proved my point exactly, Christian! The idiots in this building have all gone gaga, like they're ready to turn the keys to this company over to some cute-looking little girl," he went on, correcting himself, the deepening of Christian's glare indicated he still earned some ire from the Instant Classic, "who the wrestling world has never even heard of until Victory Road: Breakthrough, and they won't even show respect to the only Olympic Gold Medalist that's ever set foot in this industry!"
"Oh my god- Kurt! Would you please just do everyone here a favor and shut your mouth!" Cayden quickly demanded, tired of Angle's diatribe at this point. The crowd would go wild in approval once again, as was the established cycle.
"You tell 'em, Cayden! I've been wanting to say that to Kurt for years!" Tenay proclaimed with child-like glee. But the prodigal comeback kid wasn't done yet. Knowing this, and satisfied now that she had it covered, Christian would let a small smirk creep onto his face and prepare for the fireworks.
"Every time you open your mouth, it's the same drivel that comes out! How your Mafia's the most elite group to walk this earth since the Apostles or the great philosophers. How your Olympic gold medals are the greatest thing since sliced bread, you're the king of the universe, and we may bow at will. And recently, how I'm nothing but some bimbo, or nosy brat, or whatever other silly little punk card you can come up with in that beady little head of yours - which is actually pretty hypocritical considering you're now Frenching the former official Barbie doll of Saving Abel!" Cayden shouted scathingly, referring to Love's former relationship with the hardcore band's lead singer Jared Weeks. She was ready to unleash on Angle now and there was nothing that he or anybody could do about it.
"Speaking of your Barbie doll - how many months ago was it, when before you guys even outed your relationship, she started off about how I need to start showing respect to 'legends' like you guys? Really, I didn't know woman beaters and con men deserved respect!"
"Back to the victim card, huh?" Angle condescendingly replied in the hopes of quelling her argument.
"No; back to the fighter card!" Cayden announced venomously. "See, you may think that I'm used to being the popular girl in school, and you may use that to try and make it sound like I'm manipulating things to end your career in disgrace, but I'm not, and it's not working, so shut your mouth."
"Little known fact; these people chanting my name, it's kinda new to me. I've had more than my share of being picked on in my school days, and dealing with people who were no good for me on a human level. But then, after some advice I got five years ago from a fat friend I think you know, I decided to stand up and fight, both hard and smart. And that's the way I've been ever since!"
"That's why I've known in my heart for a good while now that once I graduated from Notre Dame, I was gonna come to TNA, and I was gonna stand up and fight, to stop you from manipulating my family to meet your ends anymore!"
"Manipulating your family? Who the heck are you talking about?" Angle asked ignorantly, as the jeers and incredulous boos came back, though he had a "point" to it. "You certainly can't be talking about Christopher Daniels; your bratty behavior cost him his place in the Mafia."
"More to the point, you certainly can't be talking about your parents; your mother died in that car accident because of you, and your father, who knew then that he was right to never want you or love you, did himself a favor and moved on to Colorado without you!" He hissed, earning himself a look of pure hatred from Christian, but, the Instant Classic knew that Cayden had been waiting a long time to give Angle his, so he bit his tongue.
The glare that found its way onto Cayden's features when Kurt showed his true level of temerity with that comment was one that, if such could kill, would've had Kurt decomposed within two seconds. But it wasn't one that gave off the air of an angry lion that had to hold herself back from trying to massacre him. Rather, she was like a fire-breathing dragon who knew that she could char him up for everything he was worth right then and there, but wasn't going to…yet. And only because this wasn't the most meaningful time to do so. She was in complete control, and deep down, even he could sense it.
"You know, Palpatine," she said, which had him taken back briefly, "you really should stop making the huge mistake of going back there. What would you say if somebody came at you like this about your dad, who, in case anyone didn't know, died from a construction accident?"
The question, which she calmly asked with the serenity of the same powerful dragon, surprised Kurt somewhat, as he hadn't expected this. But then again he's spoken publicly of his father's death before so it wasn't exactly a secret, not to mention he'd long come to grips with the facts in his own way.
"I would say that my father sacrificed himself because he was able to recognize my greatness at an early age," Kurt contended calmly, with all the composed ego of his usual stance.
"Even now, this guy is just full of it," Tenay pronounced in disgust. "It never stops." Once again, the Professor's sentiments would be echoed by the wind-like booing of the crowd.
"This is who's representin' TNA as our champion?" Taz pointed out derisively. "Good God."
"Well, a human being would say that your father put his life on the line every day to put food on your table because he loved you," she replied. "But then, you're not exactly a human being now, are you? I mean, physically, you're still human, but it's pretty clear what you've become at heart."
"Which is…?" Angle asked, giving Cayden the floor to finish.
"A demon," was her response. "And anybody who's ever watched Supernatural or even Charmed knows exactly what core families like the Winchesters and Halliwells do to demons. Which means at Final Resolution: The Last Stand, that title is coming back to AJ and your act is coming to an end."
The fans once again burst in cheers, this time the volume seemingly unbearably loud for the World Heavyweight Champion.
"Mike, I don't know if I've ever heard the Impact Zone like this!" Taz announced, the energy of the crowd clearly taking over.
"Impact Zone? I know you're not used to it, Taz, but when Christian Cage is around, the Impact Zone becomes the Peep Zone!" Tenay corrected him in earnest, while the Olympian groaned incredulously.
"You've gotta be kidding me!" Angle finally burst out in a seemingly drunken rage. "Now you're coming at me with TV shows with fantasy creatures that you'll never see in your life, and I'm supposed to be scared because that's what you watch every night! I'm begging you, please, don't insult my intelligence!"
"Tell me it's a fantasy when Booker and Steiner stop overcompensating for getting pinned by Phoebe and Prue ten years ago," Christian quickly pointed out, much to the humor of the crowd and the humiliation of the Olympic Gold Medalist and his Mafia.
"That's it- you punks have officially stepped over my line of tolerance!" Angle declared, still trying to sound like a distinguished boss even in his flustered state. "Clearly none of you are gonna learn respect as long as you still have wrestling careers! Therefore, when I'm done with you two and your whole little band of idiots, I will make sure that none of you will ever wrestle again!"
"Especially you, Christian Cage! I am going to put an end to you, like I should've done two years ago when I first had the chance instead of being merciful and just sending you packing to WWE!"
Christian promptly signaled for Cayden to give him their mic back, which she of course obliged before taking her spot of safety behind Captain Charisma.
"Well, I can see that you're getting a little red in the face right now, Kurt! So you're finally feelin' froggy! Well, then come on! Jump! The Instant Classic is standing right here and I'm not going anywhere!" the Canadian furiously bellowed his daring challenge to Angle, hoping to goad him in by his pride.
"You say you wanna end my career! Angle, there's nothing between us but air and opportunity, so come on and take your best shot! Be a man for once in your life after 1996, Kurt, and go for it, right now!"
"Nothing but air and opportunity, Christian's right! What's Angle waiting for?" Tenay asked, seeing that Kurt's reaction consisted of a lot of angry posturing, such as a scowl and getting into a fighting stance with his belt, but never once an actual motion towards taking a physical shot at Christian.
Finally, after what seemed like minutes of wondering will he or won't he, Kurt Angle decided he wouldn't. He stepped throough the ropes onto the apron, much to the displeasure of the Peep Zone, and put on a conceited grin while holding the mic up with one hand and putting the free arm out defensively to keep Christian back from coming up to him.
"Nice try, Cage, but you don't get to dictate the conditions of your demise. I'm gonna end your career, don't get it twisted, but I'm gonna do it on my terms, not yours," Angle stated, before finally getting off the apron and backing his way up the ramp.
"Can't say I'm surprised, Mike, but I am disappointed. I wanted to see 'em duke it out!" Taz stated. After briefly looking back and forth between Angle and each other, Cayden and Christian turned to the crowd as Christian spoke up.
"There you have it, peeps. The first ever Olympic shining chicken in global history; Kurt Angle, a bald man with no balls," Christian stated, humorously presenting Angle to the crowd.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Christian! Don't mistake my discretion for cowardice. I could say the same to you because of the smoke and mirrors you made your comeback through. Instead, you'd do better to think about it as a sign of my sheer unmitigated Olympic genius!" Angle proclaimed, slowly allowing a devious smile to creep onto his features. "You see, Christian, you've been overlooking something very important."
"And what's that?" Christian asked. At the exact same moment, cameras showed none other than Rhino leaping over the guardrail and sliding into the ring behind him.
"Simple. I've got two words for you, Christian Cage," Kurt began. "Turn around." Unfortunately for him, the problem with that warning was that Captain Charisma saw no need whatsoever to heed it, because the big tron showed the scene in the ring with Rhino stalking away at Christian and seizing him up for the Gore. So instead, Christian merely leaned casually on the turnbuckle in front of him like there was nothing bothering him. Cayden, however, missed the boat for a second and immediately decided to try to warn him.
"Mad stampeding rhinoceros behind you," she stated, making sure to be quiet enough so that only Christian could hear her over the crowd noise.
"Yeah, I can see him, he's on the big tron," he replied off-mic without turning around, instead nodding his head to the side. When Cayden understood the motion and left for ringside, Christian held the mic up and began to address Angle.
"Wrong again, Kurt. See, I don't need to turn around because that screen behind you is actually pretty big, so I can see your jealous paranoid mook Rock-A-Bye Rhino behind me just fine," Christian corrected him to the amusement of the crowd, as the surprised and flustered War Machine suddenly stood himself upright from the spear position. Meanwhile, at the same time, three certain people were coming out of the face tunnel while Kurt continued to back his way up the ramp.
"And Kurt- Kurt, hold on a second! Instead of giving me your advice, maybe you should try doing with it what you try to do with everything else in TNA…and take it for yourself." Cage then slowly turned to meet Rhino's attempt to rush over and attack him by knocking Rhino upside the head with the microphone!
"Look at that! Christian Cage just knocked Rhino right on his rear end with that microphone!" Tenay marked out in adulative disbelief of Christian's utter genius.
"The guy saw Rhino comin' in a mile off and he just showed it!" Taz stated, while Christian shifted his gaze from his downed former friend and shot it towards Angle with that classic Cage grin covering his features.
"What was Cage talking about, though when he was telling Angle to turn around?" Tenay asked as Christian signaled for Cayden to follow him. The Instant Classic, with Cayden close behind, then stepped out of the ring and slowly walked towards Kurt Angle, making sure that Cayden stayed a few feet behind him keeping himself between her and Angle yet again.
"I don't know, but I think there's some people behind him, Mike," Taz guessed. The oblivious Olympic Gold Medalist was suddenly now posturing like a tough guy, getting into a fight stance and commanding Christian to give him his best shot, only for Christian to point behind Angle.
"Wait…hold on, what's he talking about?" Mike asked, a bit confused.
"Up there! Look up the ramp, behind Kurt!" Taz instructed. Angle would do so at the same time as if he'd heard it himself, with the world title hitting the floor and a look of fear soon permeating his features after the fact.
"Holy cow, you're right!" Tenay stated, finally noticing the Phenomenal One, the Fallen Angel, and the Man of Principles behind the Olympic Gold Medalist. "Kurt Angle has been caught in a trap! He's surrounded on one side by the Instant Classic and Cayden Daniels, and on the other side by Tomko, Christopher Daniels, and the former TNA World Champion AJ Styles!"
"Angle's just been set up! Hook, line, and sinker! This has gotta be the revenge of Christian's Coalition!" Taz stated, with all five persons continuing to close in on Angle with grins on their faces and the roof of the Impact Zone in clear sudden jeopardy from the fan volume.
"Well, in that case, this is one gangland-style beatdown from the Christian Coalition that I would LOVE to see!" Tenay declared openly, not at all ashamed of his ultimately justified bias against the Mafia. "Kurt Angle is about to suffer a beating like's he's never been beaten before!"
"Hold on a minute!" the voice of Brother Devon suddenly blared through a microphone in the ring, as he and Booker T stood on either side of Rhino, the mic that dropped the War Machine now held up in Devon's hand.
"Oh, no! Just when we thought Kurt's day of reckoning had finally come, here come Booker T and Brother Devon to mess it all up," Tenay lamented.
"Angle always comes wit' a contingency plan, and this is no different," Taz pointed out.
"Christian Cage, I don't know what makes you think you're any better than Kurt Angle. Because if you think he's a scumbag that stabs people in the back and monkeys with them on a regular basis, then I think anybody in TNA would have to be blind to deny the fact that you've done the exact same thing your entire career!" Devon argued.
"For example, let's look at those two friends from 2001 that you talk about! The guy that won the King of the Ring. You got so jealous of the man's success, that within months of him winning that trophy, you stabbed him in the back in both of you's own hometown, and picked a beef with him that didn't get resolved between you two for over three years!"
"Would somebody tell Brother Devon that that's ancient history!" Tenay burst as Devon turned the mic over to Booker.
"Hey, Christian! We ain't done! That wasn't even the last time ya stabbed somebody in the back. What about that other guy from Canada back in '04? The scam you and Trish Stratus pulled when started lookin' at her?" Booker continued, the Mafia members sparing no expense in bringing up Christian's own checkered past as a wrestler.
"The Canadian dollar bet! The open door! The crocodile tears! The Battle of the Sexes! The false injury! WrestleMania, the embarassment! Huh? Remember 'dat? Cause after last week, I know ain't nothin' change, Christian. Not, one, thing!"
"Well, for once I think they might just have a pont. I was there when this stuff was going down, you know," Taz conceded, while still hesitant to do so as the fans started actually giving out a "That's not here!" chant.
"And the TNA fans have deconstructed that point," Tenay declared.
"You can all shut it!" Devon ordered, to which the fans only booed at him even louder. "You wanna talk about what's been here? What was in TNA? Hey, Christian! Let's talk about Rhino! Your other old friend from your long-haired past. Matter of fact, let's talk about Sting! You quit on Sting and turned on him in the middle of a world title match in '06! Rhino questioned you, and then you dropped him like a bad habit too!"
"And I could've sworn that Christian had done everything in his power to make up for that since then. In fact, Team 3D and Rhino even used to stand against the Mafia at one time for laying out Christian Cage!" Tenay reminded the viewers at home, guiding them into seeing right through the Mafia's games as Rhino finally took the mic to say what he had to say.
"You see, Christian," Rhino stated as he picked himself up off the canvas, "this is what you can't understand. You're fighting, the wrong, fight."
"Oh my god, here we go again," Mike groaned at the announce table as the fans continued to jeer.
"You just don't understand what's going on here, Christian. The Main Event Mafia, our fight is for the good of all that we call wrestling," Rhino continued to proclaim proudly while Kurt put on a wicked grin and Christian and his Coalition issued death glares.
"We are figthing to preserve respect, and to make sure that the veterans who paved the way for your friends to even have a place in this business still and forever will have a place in this business themselves."
"I'm talking about guys like you, Christian, and Sting, the other misguided veteran in your group. Guys like those two blonde Canadian friends up north that you first betrayed and made amends with. Guys like me, guys like Kurt Angle, the Godfather himself, and guys like my friends, my real friends, Team 3D - the greatest singles wrestler and tag team respectively that have ever laced up a pair of boots in our industry!"
"Guys like us, who've had to scratch and claw all over the world for everything we've earned in this business, instead of being given a free TNA with no better wrestler than Jeff Jarrett to get in the way!"
"Now they're accusing TNA of giving people a free ride? Just how is this the group that talks about respect!" Tenay shouted in outrage from the announce table.
"True colors of the Main Event Mafia, right now, are showin' big time," Taz agreed completely as Christian continued to look at Rhino like he couldn't believe his old friend was this stupid. Rhino noticed the stare, and this was enough to set him off completely.
"Stop looking at me like I'm some poor put-upon child!" Rhino shouted into the mic. "The put-upon children are the guys standing behind you ready to jump Kurt Angle like a pack of vultures! You really think that Christopher Daniels is your friend, or that AJ Styles even respects the fact that you helped put him on the map? You really think that their little whore of a sister Cayden could care less about you? You really think that Tomko even gives a crap about the fact that you and Trish Stratus got his foot in the door!"
The War Machine's proclamation only continued to be met with boos from all over the Impact Zone and looks from AJ, Daniels, and Tomko that would have him pushing up daisies in two seconds if looks could kill.
"This isn't just gettin' psyched up anymore, Tenay, I'm telling ya. In all the years I knew Rhino, I've never seen him be so paranoid about his career," Taz stated in wonder and disappointment at the same time as Christian asked SoCal Val to get him a microphone.
"The answer is no! They don't respect you, they don't care about you, and they're not your friends! All they care about is their careers, and the second they see that you can't help them anymore, they're gonna drop you like a bad habit and take you out!" Rhino finished up, before finally dropping the microphone in the ring.
"I've seen some pretty wicked, whacked out people back in my day, and in my professional opinion, that guy needs help. Trust me," Taz commented as he shook his head in disappointment at Rhino.
"Yeah, thank God he just dropped the microphone, because that was sickening to listen to," Tenay agreed. The Instant Classic, meanwhile, now holding up another mic in his hand, could only laugh at what he'd been hearing his old friend spout in that ring.
"First of all, I'd like to address Whoopi T and the black Dudley stepchild standing on your two sides," Christian stated, his words once again erupting the Impact Zone in cheers, and both Boooker and Devon jawing off with off-mic threats about beating his head in.
"You see, Reverend and Royal T, you're missing the point!"
"The point is you put my brother through a glass table before even showing your face! You proved that you're still the same coward you've always been, and I will make you pay for it!" Devon shouted, as Christian rolled his eyes at the broken record the Mafia were becoming about last week.
"Considering you guys brought that table out to ringside to put a helpless young woman through it, I don't see why any of you are complaining. Now quit shouting so I can get to the point," Christian quickly cut in.
"See, I never called myself perfect. I don't think I'm an angel. I never denied that I've stabbed some friends in the back several times in my career, or that I've often committed myself to master plans, used my peeps, or worked with others to help me get to the top. So all that is is a red herring to throw people off the fact that Kurt Angle has been TNA's version of Ethan Zomelle for the last three and a half years!" With Angle complaining off-mic, the fans continued to go nuts at Christian's Sons of Anarchy reference and were soon chanting his name, as Chris Daniels gave his wide grin of approval.
"Now Rhino…Rhino, my old pal, that leads us, to what right there is the difference between me and you," Christian stated clearly. "See, unlike you, I can actually come to terms with the fact that my time to step aside and pass the torch to the next generation is gonna come at some point before the year 2025."
"And unlike you, your fellow beat hookers, and your bald pimp up there," he continued as the crowd moaned in shock and the Mafia members issued their own death glares, "when I use my peeps, I actually try to elevate 'em at the same time, instead of just expecting them to sacrifice their careers for mine."
"That's what makes me smarter than you, a better friend than you, a bigger star than you, but more importantly that's the main reason why I've always had more respect than you in this industry. So maybe if you actually paid attention to the Instant Classic for once in your life, you might actually learn something!" Finally, he quickly turned to the others behind him. "Tomko! Daniels! Let's go!"
As Christian finally dropped his own microphone, AJ came right after Kurt with a right hand, starting the fight between the two captains in this war for TNA, and Daniels and Tomko ran by them to meet Christian.
"I think the time for talking is over, Taz. Things are about to come to a head out here in the Impact Zone!" Tenay commented as Christian, Daniels, and Tomko all rushed into the ring.
"Oh yeah. It's on, Mike!" Taz exclaimed as Christian trading blows with Rhino, Daniels got into it with Devon, and Tomko brawled with Booker T. "You just knew that at some point it had to come to this."
"If you look at the dynamic of this battle, Taz, take a look at who it is. Team 3D and Booker T, now with Rhino, were the most prominent sidekicks of Angle's original army of self-described 'bad guys' after the Angle Alliance, and then course there's the Instant Classic and his former Coalition, of which the Daniels duo were sort of unofficial members!" Tenay noted.
"You're right, it's Christan's Coalition against Angle's Bad Guys! A fight that's been years in the making! This is pretty sweet," Taz stated euphorically in agreement as he saw Tenay's point. Meanwhile, the fight between Styles and Kurt Angle was spiraling off the ramp and heading backstage, and the other three fights had already spilled outside the ring, with Christian just knocking Rhino over the security rail into the crowd.
The rest of the Rebellion would not miss out on the action, as they had Mafia in trouble in the parking lot. The Motor City Machineguns had Scott Steiner a cornered victim on a wall, Alex Shelley coming with a vicious flurry on the man's face as Chris Sabin helped out with a few kicks to the midsection. Meanwhile, Kevin Nash was stuck between a bat-wielding Sting, who just struck him in the gut with it, and a 2x4-wielding Samoa Joe, who reared back and was about to him in the back with that object, until it was suddenly snatched away from him and then used on him by none other than Eric Young.
"Would you look at this Taz! Nobody's sitting this one out! Rebellion, Mafia, even Eric Young! Look at the carnage in the parking lot! This is insane!" Tenay shouted into the mic.
"Pandemonium's breakin' out all over TNA!" Taz added for emphasis.
"Wait, let's take you back to ringside quick!" Tenay suddenly requested, as Angelina Love was coming out of the crowd and heading right towards Cayden. However, the Flying Phoenix saw it coming and dashed at Angelina, taking her down with a vicious spear!
"Whoa! Look at that spear by Cayden Daniels!" the Professor shouted as Cayden teed away at Angelina with right hands. It wasn't much longer, however, until running through the heel tunnel and down the ramp were Madison Rayne and Velvet Sky, the Beautiful People.
"Mike, look who's comin'!" Taz proclaimed.
"Oh my god, it's the Beautiful People, the mercenaries and friends of Angelina Love!" Tenay announced with a groan as Madison and Velvet grabbed Cayden by the hair and pulled her off of Angelina, leaving her screaming as Love got back up and ordered her friends to put Cayden in the ring. They would roll her into the ring, following which Angelina slid in, but before they could follow into the ring, the crowd would erupt and they would soon be stopped and confronted by Taylor Wilde and Sarita!
"Look at this! Taylor and Sarita come to the rescue!" Tenay announced, as Taylor attacked Rayne with right hands and Sarita sent Sky into the guardrail. "Their rivalry with the Beautiful People has been renewed ever since they took back the Knockout Tag Team Championship from Awesome Kong and Hamada at Victory Road: Breakthrough!"
"Oh my god, the craziness continues! With tomatoes!" Taz replied in ecstacy, with Cayden and Angelina jockeying for position in a rolling catfight, the issue now deeply personal between the two.
"The action's spiraled out into the crowd with Christian, Daniels, and Tomko against Rhino, Devon, and Booker T!" Tenay went on, as Christian and Rhino exchanged right hands near one of the back exits, before Rhino changed the game with a knee to the gut and rammed him into the wall.
Daniels fought Devon in a small open area near a perch, with Devon charging at Chris with a chair, only for Daniels to kick him in the midsection, pick up the chair which he dropped on the ground, and hit him in the back with it. Tomko and Booker fought near the wall with the pay-per-view posters, where Booker went for a right hand on Tomko, who ducked and let Booker hit the wall and cry in pain before giving him the arching big boot which took him down.
"Don't forget about AJ Styles and Kurt Angle, they're goin' at it in the back!" Taz shouted. At the entrance area near the face tunnel, Angle had Styles down on the ground and was stomping him in the chest.
"There's nothing you can do, AJ! At Final Resolution, I'm putting you and your 'core' out of TNA!" Kurt declared, before turning him over by kicking him in the side. "Maybe you can find a job carrying groceries somewhere so you don't have to sit around and watch your wife come home every day from being fetish fuel for young redneck boys!"
"Kurt Angle has absolutely no respect for humanity, and now look at AJ!" Tenay screamed, as Styles reacted with vengeance to the insult against his wife, charging up and tackling Angle by the legs before wailing on him with a flurry of rights!
"I tell ya, the whole building's outta control, Mike!" Taz shouted.
"It's all broken loose here in TNA, and no one is safe!" Tenay declared finally as the end of show logo came on, but all the fights continued.
In the ring, Cayden had Angelina Love mounted and was unleashing on face with her fist, before Brown, Al Snow, and a number of TNA referees came jogging down to the ring.
grabbed Cayden while Al kept Angelina back. The referees went to work seperating the other knockouts. Cayden smirked to herself when she saw the blood trickling from Angelina's nose.
The Knockout's champion swiped at her nose and, seeing the blood that made its way onto her hand, she glared at Cayden. "You're going to pay for that, you whore!"
"Bring it on!" She yelled back, struggling against .
"Cayden, calm down." He urged, as Snow and the others led the Beautiful People away from the ring and up the ramp while Sarita, Taylor, and Cayden all glared after them.
Security quickly rushed into the crowd, ready to break up the mulitple bouts going on there. Tomko was stomping on a downed Booker whenever TNA officals reached him. Once he was reached by security, he put his hands up innocently and backed up without incident, knowing they'd get to fight another day.
Daniels, who had just taken Devon down with a chair, was yelling at him between swings.
"You want to carry a glass table out to put my sister through?" He asked, swinging the chair at Devon, hitting the man who was already laying on the floor.
"Don't you ever…" Chair shot. "Ever." Another chair shot. "Put your hands on my sister again!" He said, hitting him with an especially vicious shot. He went to hit him again, but security quickly got in the way, restraining him.
"Come on Chris. Chill out!" One of them told him, while forcing him back. He looked like he was going to fight against them, but Tomko put a restraining hand on his shoulder.
"Final Resolution. Let's not screw that up." He suggested, knowing that Mitchell probably wasn't going to be happy with what had just happened, and they probably shouldn't push the envelope anymore.
Daniels looked at the heap that was Devon Dudley on the floor, then nodded before dropping the chair and taking a few steps back.
Christian and Rhino were tearing into each other, exchanging lefts and rights, when security reached them. Both man tried to get free from the men restraining them, but TNA officials kept tight grips on them as they fought to get free.
In the back, officials had already gotten Kurt and AJ seperated and shoved into their respective locker rooms, security guards standing post outside the rooms to make sure they caused no more trouble.
Sting and Joe had been taken by surprise by Young coming to help Nash, thus allowing Nash to get away.
In another area of the backstage area, Sabin and Shelley were completely anhilating Steiner. They had him on the ground and were stomping him repeatedly. The man was barely conscious when Shelley shoved Sabin away from him, before bending down and grabbing Big Poppa Pump by his shirt and lifting him up and pushing him against the wall, causing a groan of pain to escape the larger man, before Alex began pounding on his face repeatedly, hearing a crack as blood began pouring from Steiner's nose.
Shelley continued to pummel the other Detroit man, until each of his arms was grabbed by a security guard, pulling him backward. He continued to fight them, even breaking free for a few moments, hitting Steiner a few more times before another security guard grabbed him around the waist and pulled him back while the others grabbed his arms and kept him restrained.
"Alex, chill out man." One said.
Another nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you made your point."
Alex struggled for about 20 more seconds before he relaxed in their grips and glared at the man who had manhandled his girlfriend.
"Now don't you dare come within ten feet of my girlfriend ever again, you meat-headed bastard!" He shouted so intensely that the vein in his forehead stuck out slightly.
While security was holding his tag team partner back, Chris Sabin took the opportunity to walk over to Steiner and kicked him in the face, before pulled back by more TNA officials who had just arrived on the scene.
"That's what you get for disregarding Motor City rules, d***head." He hissed, before he and Alex were pulled away from the scene and the medics tended to the downed man.
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Back in the Rebellion's locker room, all the Rebellion members, minus the Guns who had yet to make it back, and Sarita and Taylor Wilde were tending to their injuries.
Cayden was sitting on a bench, holding an ice bag on her shoulder, while the others were patching up various cuts and icing various body parts. Cayden looked up at Chris, concerned.
"Are you sure that Alex and Chris are okay?" She asked for seemed like the hundredth time.
Daniels nodded patiently. "Yes Short Stack. Sabin said in the text message that Alex just needed to cool down for a bit before he came back."
Cayden nodded. "Well, he needs to hurry up and get his butt back here." She muttered, her knee bouncing nervously.
As if on cue, the door opened and Sabin and Shelley walked through the door. Cayden and Taylor stood up and walked to their boyfriends.
Sabin began checking on Taylor as Cayden hurried to Alex. "Are you okay?" She asked.
Instead of answering, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close, kissing her deeply. After a few moments, Sting cleared his throat loudly, causing the two to pull apart.
"Are you okay?" She asked again, resting a hand on his chest. He nodded.
"Are you?" He questioned, noting the ice on her shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She said, as she followed his gaze. "It's just a little sore from the spear. What happened with you?"
He sighed, looking away.
"You got ahold of Steiner didn't you?"
He nodded.
"Did you kill him?" AJ asked, a little too excited at the prospect.
Alex shook his head. "Not for a lack of trying. Security got there before I could finish him off."
Cayden raised an eyebrow. "What took you so long to get back here?"
"You don't need to see me like that." He explained quietly.
She nodded her understanding before wrapping her arms around him in a hug. He hugged her back, looking over her shoulder as he received nods from the rest of the Rebellion.
"Guys," Jeff started, gaining the attention of the room. "I don't want to rain on everyone's parade, but this makes two weeks in a row that we've ruined a Mafia planed beatdown and made Kurt look like a fool. He's going to be out for blood from this point forward."
Christian nodded. "I agree. We're going to have to be extra careful. That includes you two." He said, motioning to Sarita and Taylor, who nodded.
"And especially Cayden." He added, causing Alex to wrap his arms around her tighter. "She seems to be their favorite target, so next week, you go no where without one of us." He said, pointing to the men in the room. "Taylor, Sarita, I'd feel better if you'd stick close by us also. I don't think the Mafia would go after you two, but better safe than sorry."
The Knockout tag team champions nodded in agreement, somewhat concerned by the Instant Classic's words. Joe placed a comforting hand on Sarita's shoulder as Chris reached over and held Taylor's hand, squeezing it tightly and reassuring her that he would keep her safe.
Sting looked around. "Guys, as if it wasn't before, this is getting serious. We're going to have to be extra careful from this point forth."
All the members in the group nodded solemnly, knowing that even though they had won the battle, the war was far from over.
Hope you guys liked it! Remember, review = love. I'll try to upsdate again as soon as I can, but it may be a while. But, the more reviews I get, the more motivated I'll be. Just sayin. Until next time.
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