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RAW: 3/3/2008

Monday Night RAW was live at the Conseco Fieldhouse in Indianapolis, Indiana. The commercial break had just ended, previously Umaga had destroyed Super Crazy in a one-on-one match, making things look promising for the RAW end of the SmackDown vs. RAW Brand Supremacy match at WrestleMania. Now Chris Jericho was standing in the ring, behind him was the familiar set for the Highlight Reel. Three chairs were set up in the middle of the ring and the extremely expensive Jeritron-6000 was hanging up above the ropes.

"Welcome to the return of the illustrious Highlight Reel!" greeted Jericho. A blast of pyro erupted out each corner. "Now this is the Talk Show that spawned all of the imitators, Carlito Cabana, Cutting Edge, Are You Smarter than Snitsky, Cooking with Goldberg, all those ones and we're back baby!"

Jericho then continued, "and tonight I want to talk about the Money in the Bank Match at WrestleMania. The highly anticipated spectacle that guarantees the victor a WWE Championship match whenever he chooses to cash it in for up to one year afterwards. My first guest tonight is the man who qualified first for this year's Money in the Bank Match, the man who many believe is the number one, odds on favorite to win the whole kit-and-caboodle, ladies and gentlemen, Jericoholics, and everyone in between… JEFF HARDY!"

Jeff Hardy's new theme No More Words hit and Jeff Hardy came out from the back wearing street clothes and doing his usual dance moves. Hardy eventually made it to the ring and shook hands with Jericho. The fans cheered and chanted Hardy over and over again. "Welcome Jeff, and it seems like the people of Indianapolis love you tonight!"

The fans cheered, then Hardy changed the subject. "And my second guest, is the most recent qualifier for the Money in the Bank Match, the Intercontinental Champion… THE BLADEWOLF!"

OOOOOOWHOOOOOO!

'Dark Side hits to cheers and out comes the Demon Wolf with the WWE Intercontinental Championship around his waist. His demonic hellfire eyes had a stone cold glare on them as he walks down the ramp towards the ring.

The WWE Intercontinental Champion makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring. He stares Jericho and Hardy down as his theme dies down. he takes his title off and places it onto his right shoulder.

"Now Jeff," continued Jericho. "Bladewolf here qualified for the Money in the Bank match last week by beating… yours truly. So let's go to the jaw-droppingly, highly, obscenely expensive Jeritron-6000, in high definition and see what transpired… monkeys!"

The Jeritron-6000 showed the clips from the Jericho/Machetti match last week, showing Bladeowlf and Jericho hitting big moves, then Bladewolf winning the match to earn the spot in the Money in the Bank match at WrestleMania. Once it finished, Bladewolf was shown with the same stone cold glare in his eyes.

"I'll tell you what Chris…" Hardy started to say, but Jericho cut him off.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" interrupted Jericho. "I know where you're going with this, WrestleMania, a Ladder Match, Jeff Hardy, its your time to shine! I understand coming from but I want you guys to understand where I'm coming from." Jericho turned and glanced at Bladewolf, who remained standing instead of sitting down in one of the chairs. "Jeff, you can climb twenty foot ladder and do a Swanton, crash through half a dozen tables, dip yourself in molten lava, shoot laser beams out of your eyes…"

Jericho then turned to the Intercontinental Champion, "And Bladewolf, you might have beaten me last week, you might be able smash through glass, tolerate large amounts of pain, withstand bullets, and play a undead serial killer… but it doesn't make one a lot of difference… I'm gonna find a way into the Money in the Bank match, and there's nothing either of you, or anybody else can do to stop Y2J from winning at WrestleMania."

The fans cheered as Jeff addressed Jericho, "You know Chris, a lot has changed since you were last here. I few years ago, I would have probably wished you guys luck, nodded my head and walked away, but I'm not that dude any more. I'm not satisfied with just being me now, I'm going to do whatever it takes to beat you, Bladewolf, and everybody else in the Money in the Bank, climb that ladder, get the briefcase, win the match, and become champion."

Jericho nodded and shrugged, while Bladewolf remained still as a statue, watching the two men. "Alright Jeff, fair enough," said Chris. "And if you became champion, I mean that would be a nice feather in your hat, but I wanna remind you, that I was the WWE Champion. I was the very first Undisputed WWE Champion. And I understand how high the stakes are in the Money in the Bank match, but from this point forward I wanna tell you, you're no longer my friend, you're no longer my peer, you're just a target. And I'm going to do whatever it takes to get in to the match, and from then to WrestleMania anything goes."

"Yeah, and what's happened since you were Undisputed Champion, Chris?" Bladewolf asked as he stood and placed his title back onto his left shoulder. "Hell, what happened when you and I faced off for the WWE Championship at Armageddon? I beat you. Jeff, you had your shot at the title at Royal Rumble and you lost. Right now, John Cena has what I want, and he has to deal with Randy Orton and Triple H at WrestleMania, but whoever wins that match better look over their shoulder all the time because I will be there, waiting to take back what is mine."

Jericho and Hardy both glared at the former WWE Champion. "You might have a point, Bladewolf," admitted Hardy. "You lost your title on the very first RAW of 2008 to Randy Orton, and you want it back. But to do so, you have to get through several other guys to win the Money in the Bank contract and get your shot...but it won't happen. You may be undefeated at WrestleMania, but this year it ends because there is a 5% chance of you winning."

"Hold it right there ass-clown!" Jericho cut in, much to Bladewolf's amusement. "Why don't you and I go at it right now, and we'll see who doesn't have a chance of winning."

Both men stepped forward and stood face-to-face and were practically nose-to-nose. "Boys, let me put this to you in a language you can understand." Bladewolf said, getting their attention. "At Money in the Bank, I will take everyone's souls, crush them, then WIN the Money in the Bank contract."

With that, Bladeowlf drops the microphone and leaves the ring as Hardy and Jericho glare after him. He walked up the ramp but pauses and looks back at them before pulling out his baseball bat and points straight at the WrestleMania 24 sign before he turns and heads backstage...

And that's it for this chapter. No action for Bladewolf, but at least he showed up for the night.