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By the time Sunday arrived, everyone is on edge and on full alert. Vince is the worst. Although he's normally uptight and such when it comes to pay-per-views, but this WrestleMania, he's the worst ever. The matches have to be pulled off perfectly, or no one will hear the end of Vince's complaining. By the end of the ninth match, which crowned a new Intercontinental champion, everything had gone smoothly.
Now, it is time for the before-match interview. Vince and HHH are in the back with Michael Cole, who has a mic.
--Cole: Well, Triple H, Vince, this match is for, basically, everything! What's your strategy?
--Vince: Michael, we have no idea who we're up against, so it's real hard to have a strategy, isn't it?
--Cole: -stammers- Y-yes, I suppose.
--HHH: But I will guarantee that whoever, or whatever, walks through those curtains, I WILL beat its ass, and I WILL remain champ!
Vince and HHH walk off toward the ring area.
--Cole: -turns back to camera- Back to you, JR!
"1, 2, is this on?" comes through the sound system. HHH and Vince come from behind the curtains, and pause at the top of the ramp. They are surrounded in blinking lights.
-Finkel: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our Main Event. This is a no DQ, falls count anywhere for the WWF championship. If the champion wins, his opponent must return Stephanie McMahon to him and her father. If the challenger wins, Vince McMahon gives up his fathering duties, and the champion must annul his marriage to Stephanie. First, being accompanied by the guest commentator and owner of the WWF, Vince McMahon, from Greenwich, Connecticut, he stands at 6'4", and weighs in at 246 pounds, he's the WWF champion, Triple H!
HHH and Vince advance to the ring. Vince enters the ring via the ring steps, while HHH steps up onto the ring, outside the ropes, turns to the crowd, and lifts the championship belt over his head. HHH slips between the ropes, and goes over to Vince's side. They talk quietly amongst themselves, then Vince leaves the ring to take his place at the English announcers' table.
--Lawler: Look, JR! Vince is coming to join us!
--JR: So I see.
Vince sits down next to Lawler, and places a headset over his ears.
--Lawler: Thanks for joining us, Mr. McMahon!
--Vince: My pleasure. Now, what we have here is a non-scripted match. Whatever happens in it, happens. Whoever wins, wins.
--JR: Vince, do you have any slight thoughts on who this mysterious person might be?
--Vince: No, I don't have a clue, but whoever it is will get his ass beaten and defeated.
Suddenly, the lights go out, and silence falls over the crowd.
--Vince: Dammit! Kane was lying to me the whole time!
Eerie music sifts through the sound system, lulling the crowd. And then…."Accept the Lord of Darkness as your Savior!" hits loudly. The whole crowd rises to their feet, and screams loudly and joyfully. A single, tall figure approaches the top of the ramp from the curtain. He stops as he reaches the top.
--JR: Oh my God! After 7 months, the Undertaker has returned home!
--Lawler: How come he's back, Vince! Isn't he fired!
--Vince: -grumbles to self- Dammit! Why didn't I see this! -to Lawler- No, he was never fired! Though he should have been.
As Taker approaches the ring, slowly and painlessly, Howard Finkel begins his entrance announcement.
--Finkel: The challenger, from Death Valley, he stands at 6'10", and weighs in at 325 pounds, the Undertaker!
Taker steps up to the top of the steel corner steps. He rolls his eyes into his head, and slowly, he lifts his arms up, bringing the lights back on. The crowd still cheers ecstatically.
--Vince: How could he do such a thing to me! He was a loyal wrestler to me!
--JR: That's true. He stayed while others strayed down South to the other organization.
Back in the ring, HHH and Taker circle around the ring before the bell rings. HHH lunges at Taker, but Taker is quick. He grabs HHH by the neck, and lifts him up to his face. Taker seems to talk to HHH, then drops him on his back. HHH looks stunned, and, for a moment, fear crosses his face. HHH regains his composure, and lunges at Taker again. This time, Taker grabs HHH by his arms, and tosses him into the turnbuckle. Taker follows up with body shots. When HHH sags to the canvas, Taker starts stomping on HHH's body.
The referee begins to tell Taker to ease up, to which Taker whirls around, scaring the ref out of the ring. This confrontation gives HHH a chance to roll out of the ring. He goes over to the bell table, grabbing his title belt. Taker stands in the ring until he realizes that HHH is running away from the battle. As HHH heads up the ramp, Taker is on his heels. When he's close enough, Taker grabs HHH's arm, turns him around, and punches him in the face. HHH drops the belt, and blocks the shots with his arms. When the ref yet again distracts Taker, HHH takes advantage by slamming the title belt into the back of his opponent's head. Taker stumbles down the ramp, and rolls back into the ring. HHH follows in pursuit.
When both men are on their feet, they exchange blows to the head. Somehow, Taker gains the upper hand, and begins to deliver a series of head-butts. After the sixth head-butt, HHH falls to the canvas, and rolls to the outside. Taker follows him, slamming HHH into the ring post. Taker then grabs HHH's hair, pulling him along side him, and goes to the ring steps opposite from where he entered, which are by the announcers' tables. Taker tries to slam HHH's head into the steps, but HHH blocks it. Instead, HHH buries an elbow into Taker's abdomen, and slams Taker's bent head into the steel steps. Taker stands directly upright, turns to HHH, and smiles an evil grin. HHH becomes frightened, and tries to run. Taker grabs him by the hair again.
Taker then turns his opponent toward him, and begins to deliver more head-butts. One very powerful and painful head-butt sends HHH reeling over the barricade. HHH runs for his life, but Taker is in hot pursuit. When they reach the beer stands, Taker rams into HHH with all his strength. They tumble heavily to the floor, beating each other all the way. After a few minutes of beating each other with chairs and beer cans, HHH hightails it to the ring again, Taker right behind him.
After both return over the barricade, Taker grabs HHH by the arm, and turns him around to face him. In an instant, Taker has his large hand around HHH's neck. Taker points to the announcers' table with his left hand, and the crowd goes wild, answering him.
--Lawler: Oh my God, Vince! He's not gonna do it, is he!
--JR: Oh my God! I think we'd better move quick!
Taker, with absolute ease, picks HHH up with one hand, and chokeslams him through the announce table. With the table in pieces, and HHH stunned cold, Taker turns his gaze to Vince.
--Vince: You're a sick bastard, and you're goin' down, win or not!
Taker grins another evil grin, and pulls HHH to his feet, then rolls him into the ring. Once inside the ring, Taker stands upright, turns to the crowd, and motions for the end, his thumb crossing his neck. The crowd erupts with excitement. With Taker's back turned, HHH stands upright, and lunges for Taker. Taker quickly turns, easily picks HHH up and onto his shoulder, and sets him up for the Tombstone. The crowd becomes even more rowdy, and Taker executes the Tombstone. Taker places HHH's arms over his chest, and flips his hair back. The ref drops to the canvas, and slaps the mat. 1…2…3!
Though the crowd had been loud and excited throughout the match, the fans become the loudest after the pinfall.
--Vince: NO! Dammit, no!
--Lawler: That didn't just happen!
--JR: What a triumphant return!
--Finkel: Your winner, and NEW World Wrestling Federation Champion, the Undertaker!
The ref points toward Taker after he hands him the title belt. Taker automatically goes down on one knee, and lifts the belt toward the crowd. A symbol of thanks for the Creatures of the Night worldwide. The crowd's cheers grow so loud, the entire arena shakes. Taker stands up again, and beckons for a mic. Once it is in his hand, Taker strolls backward until he's in the middle of the ring. Taker looks directly at Vince, another grin on his face. Vince's eyes are wide, fear crossing his face.
--Taker: Vince, this win is just the beginning of things to come. As much as you try, you'll never be able to stop our power! Beware, Vince, for much more is to come to you!
Taker drops the mic, exits the ring, and walks up the ramp with the WWF championship in his hand. Vince is stunned, and HHH is still out cold.
--JR: Well, Vince, I think you've got yourself a big problem.
--Vince: -in a little voice- I can't believe it! He lost, and then that bastard challenges my authority like that!
--JR: Well, folks, we have a new WWF champion, and while Vince ponders his next move, we'll say see you tomorrow on RAW is WAR! Goodnight!
A/N: The match was written by me, back before I knew how to really write a good match (meaning pre- wrestling RPGs). Also, Creatures of the Night are what the followers of the Undertaker call themselves, in case some of you were wondering. So that's the first nod toward my fangirl side heh.
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