A dark room... it's exact location unknown... six men have gathered here
late one night... in total secrecy... no-one but those in this room know
about this. They have gathered for a meeting. Each member is dressed in red
robes. The hoods are pulled over their heads, hiding their identities.
"Welcome to this meeting, brothers. The time is drawing near for us to carry out our evil plans. I have set everything in place. Austin is gone, trapped in a prison cell. Rock is gone, off to film a Hollywood movie. The ratings have plummeted, leaving less people who could suspect us. Bischoff and Steph foolishly believe that I am allowing them to run MY company, leaving them oblivious to my evil schemes. Shane is off living with Pat Patterson and Gerald Brisco. Yes, all of those things were cleverly engineered by me...
VINCE MCMAHON!!!"
The leader of the group pulled back his hood and grinned like a maniac.
"You see, I am making everyone, that is everyone outside this room, look like absolute fools! You see, everyone has forgotten that I, Vince McMahon, am the greater power. And my power is absolute. I got rid of all the trash that we consisted of last time. Mideon, Viscera, ha! Now we are stronger than ever, brothers. THE CORPORATE MINISTRY LIVES ON!!!"
Hollywood Hulk Hogan sat at home after being destroyed by Brock Lesnar. He wanted to get back at Brock, and he wanted to get his title back. Simply he wanted to be the man again. But he was too old to beat guys like Brock anymore. What he needed was a plan, and now he was sure he had one. It was time - time to bring back the NWO! He tried to work out how many times the NWO had been brought back, but his brain quickly told him that such calculations were not to be attempted.
"Time runs low gentleman. Soon it will be time for us to reveal ourselves and seize control of not only wrestling, but the entire world. This is what the past few weeks have been building up to. I mean, I even took myself off of television, that's how important this is. I mean, me, Vince McMahon, not being on TV? It's terrible... Anyway, in the meantime just continue as normal. No-one must suspect what we are planning. There is only one person left who can stop us. One person I'm worried about - The Undertaker! I'm relying on all of you to take care of him without arousing suspicion. I'll be busy sticking the Unforgiven PPV together at the last second. Dismissed."
"Yes master... we will do your bidding..."
The mysterious figures left, ready to serve their master and destroy Taker.
Unforgiven kicked off and the fans went wild before realising just how ill- thought-out the card was. Booker T came out ready to take on all the In- Americans by himself.
"By my amazing mystic palm I swear I will defeat you all! Ha ha ha ha!"
Goldust, Kane and Bubba Ray stood backstage realising just how insane Booker T had become. They grimaced as he was torn apart by the In-Americans and their new recruit William Regal, who had realised that his glory days of drinking urine and peeing on Big Show were now over and he may as well align himself with some other no-hopers in the hope of 'doing a New-Age Outlaws'.
After the match Booker T lay in pain and looked to his mystic palm in the hope of guidance, but all he saw was a vision of the year 2020, when the WWE would consist entirely of Tough Enough winners.
The Island Boys took on the Chuck and Billy boys in a match that had an important stipulation. If the Island Boys won then Steph had to run around the arena dressed as a duck while yelling "Quack Quack" as loudly as possible and getting bits of bread thrown at her. If however Chuck and Billy won then Bischoff would have to spend the night at Coach's flat, where he would have to eat bits of Pizza that had gotten stuck to the sides of the microwave and listen to "It Doesn't Matter" by Wyclef Jean and The Rock a dozen times while Coach danced. The match was a draw, meaning they both had to face the frightening consequences.
Taker fought Lesnar for the Smackdown World title (no-one really cared about the other world title). Taker looked as if he would win (or at least as though he wouldn't sell) until five mysterious robed figures ran out to the ring and abducted him...
"Welcome to this meeting, brothers. The time is drawing near for us to carry out our evil plans. I have set everything in place. Austin is gone, trapped in a prison cell. Rock is gone, off to film a Hollywood movie. The ratings have plummeted, leaving less people who could suspect us. Bischoff and Steph foolishly believe that I am allowing them to run MY company, leaving them oblivious to my evil schemes. Shane is off living with Pat Patterson and Gerald Brisco. Yes, all of those things were cleverly engineered by me...
VINCE MCMAHON!!!"
The leader of the group pulled back his hood and grinned like a maniac.
"You see, I am making everyone, that is everyone outside this room, look like absolute fools! You see, everyone has forgotten that I, Vince McMahon, am the greater power. And my power is absolute. I got rid of all the trash that we consisted of last time. Mideon, Viscera, ha! Now we are stronger than ever, brothers. THE CORPORATE MINISTRY LIVES ON!!!"
Hollywood Hulk Hogan sat at home after being destroyed by Brock Lesnar. He wanted to get back at Brock, and he wanted to get his title back. Simply he wanted to be the man again. But he was too old to beat guys like Brock anymore. What he needed was a plan, and now he was sure he had one. It was time - time to bring back the NWO! He tried to work out how many times the NWO had been brought back, but his brain quickly told him that such calculations were not to be attempted.
"Time runs low gentleman. Soon it will be time for us to reveal ourselves and seize control of not only wrestling, but the entire world. This is what the past few weeks have been building up to. I mean, I even took myself off of television, that's how important this is. I mean, me, Vince McMahon, not being on TV? It's terrible... Anyway, in the meantime just continue as normal. No-one must suspect what we are planning. There is only one person left who can stop us. One person I'm worried about - The Undertaker! I'm relying on all of you to take care of him without arousing suspicion. I'll be busy sticking the Unforgiven PPV together at the last second. Dismissed."
"Yes master... we will do your bidding..."
The mysterious figures left, ready to serve their master and destroy Taker.
Unforgiven kicked off and the fans went wild before realising just how ill- thought-out the card was. Booker T came out ready to take on all the In- Americans by himself.
"By my amazing mystic palm I swear I will defeat you all! Ha ha ha ha!"
Goldust, Kane and Bubba Ray stood backstage realising just how insane Booker T had become. They grimaced as he was torn apart by the In-Americans and their new recruit William Regal, who had realised that his glory days of drinking urine and peeing on Big Show were now over and he may as well align himself with some other no-hopers in the hope of 'doing a New-Age Outlaws'.
After the match Booker T lay in pain and looked to his mystic palm in the hope of guidance, but all he saw was a vision of the year 2020, when the WWE would consist entirely of Tough Enough winners.
The Island Boys took on the Chuck and Billy boys in a match that had an important stipulation. If the Island Boys won then Steph had to run around the arena dressed as a duck while yelling "Quack Quack" as loudly as possible and getting bits of bread thrown at her. If however Chuck and Billy won then Bischoff would have to spend the night at Coach's flat, where he would have to eat bits of Pizza that had gotten stuck to the sides of the microwave and listen to "It Doesn't Matter" by Wyclef Jean and The Rock a dozen times while Coach danced. The match was a draw, meaning they both had to face the frightening consequences.
Taker fought Lesnar for the Smackdown World title (no-one really cared about the other world title). Taker looked as if he would win (or at least as though he wouldn't sell) until five mysterious robed figures ran out to the ring and abducted him...