The
Evolution of This Business (a WWE/TNA story)
by P. Dizzle
tha Prime Legend Champion
Associative
Disclaimer: This story is completely original and fictional.
Proprietary Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing but the story
itself.
Rating: T
Summary: The former members of Evolution
are in their prime, but facing major problems. After a little
thinking, Triple H decides that enough is enough, not only for their
problem sources, but the entire wrestling business as well!
Chapter
29
Title: Five Straight Nights #4 / No Way Out of High
Water
Show: WWE Smackdown Sunday PPV Event - No Way Out 2006
(2/18/2006)
Summary: Maria defends Women's Title vs. two
opponents, Randy Orton tries to kill Rey Mysterio's title shot,
Batista defends World Title against Kurt Angle.
"Okay, so we do have this match, right?" John Cena asked Smackdown Commissioner Mick Foley inside Foley's office.
"Yes, you have the match, Cena," Mick said. "But don't you think for a second that LAX is going to be allowed to be at ringside. All parties outside this match will be barred from ringside under a threat of suspension or termination."
"Well, to be real, I wanted that to happen. Mickie can't control herself wit'out Trish or the James Gang, Maria doesn't know what to do wit'out Evolution out, and… Torrie wit'out me in the ring? Well, to be honest, she's just fine. I say right down the middle, she wins the match. I ain't worried about Torrie. I'm confident about Torrie," he boldly agreed.
"I'm glad you understand, but be confident about Torrie outside my office, thank you," Mick said, shooing Cena away. After a small "shut up", the Doctor of Thuganomics then walked on out of Foley's office, where he was met by his blonde girlfriend from Idaho.
"So, do we have the match?" Torrie asked.
"No. We got the match," Cena answered with a small smirk on his face. Torrie smiled right there, knowing that now was her chance. The two walked off with linked arms. But there's just… one really good question for Torrie and Cena, that I know they're not gonna answer for me: where in the living h-e-double-l was the Latin American Exchange? Can somebody help me out here? Well?…
…okay. I give up. Let's go to Evolution, who are already in their locker room.
"Guys, I-I-I hope, I seriously hope, that we can enjoy a night in peace at WrestleMania, because we are not having any peace in the months before the granddaddy of them all," Triple H said. The group looked at him incredulously, knowing that this was incredibly impossible, especially under the circumstances surrounding the making of Evolution.
"Alright. Let me be serious here. I've kind of had it with this crap with our titles having no choice but to be on the line," Randy said, before asking Maria if she was ready to wrestle tonight.
"I'm ready. But do you really think I'm going to be in a match tonight for my Women's Title? Because I haven't heard anything yet."
"Maria, Maria, Maria," Ric cut into the comment, inserting himself at the right time. "The naming of a match can happen at any time, even for a pay-per-view event. I've seen impromptu matches happen at the most inopportune times. We are not finished knowing what we've got." Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Let me guess: a worker come to tell me that Maria's facing John Cena's little playgirl Torrie to defend her Women's Title tonight, right?" Trips shot at the person at the door.
"Yes, but in fact, it's not just against Torrie Wilson," the worker replied from behind it. "It's a triple threat against Torrie Wilson and Mickie James." After that, they never heard from him tonight again.
"Torrie Wilson and Mickie James" Trips asked, still sounding shocked. It hadn't sunk in yet. "Torrie Wilson… and Mickie James?" he repeated, this time with a little darker tone to Mickie's name.
"DAMN THAT KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!" he then yelled out, his face now seething with anger. Maria was kind of scared about it, though.
Matches one and two of No Way Out saw Gregory Helms survive eight other men to pick up a pinfall victory and retain his WWE Cruiserweight Championship, and JBL beat Bobby Lashley thanks to interference from Finlay. Meanwhile, TNA's Jeff Jarrett and America's Most Wanted came in from the crowd and went backstage, where they found Road Warrior Animal talking to Paul London and Brian Kendrick, and attacked them with a square shot with a guitar by Jarrett on Animal, and steel chair assaults by AMW on London and Kendrick!
The Women's Championship match was the third match on the No Way Out card. Torrie Wilson came out, holding her dog Chloe and walking out calmly but not slowly. A few people cheered her on, a reaction spurred by Torrie's falling out with Candice and Victoria, as well as the surprising turn of events with Torrie and John Cena getting together (a pairing popularly over used and for a while frustrating to me on Mickie James still had her same old music despite recently aligning herself with BG and Kip after they got her to loosen up a little bit about Trish Stratus. And she was still jumpy as ever, although her skirt, as well as her panties underneath, were now in army camouflage. Meanwhile, when Maria came out, she was obviously the most popular and the most lively of the girls, as proven with blowing kisses to the fans (across each side once in the ring, once at the stage).
As soon as the bell rang, Torrie walked over to Maria, getting in her face and shouting a few insults. Maria eventually got tired of them, so she knocked Torrie down with a right hand slap, then got on top of her and laid a few right hands. Mickie went up to the top rope, and when Maria got up, she hit her with a cross body for the cover. 1… 2… Maria got her shoulder up, surprising the many fans in the audience a small bit, since they thought the match was going to be over right there. Maria and Mickie both got up, and Mickie gave Maria a clothesline. Maria got back up, Mickie ran and ducked underneath her, then gave her a nice spin kick when she turned around, causing Maria to double over. Mickie then kicked her square in the face, and Maria fell. Mickie covered Maria. 1… 2… no works. Torrie Wilson broke it up.
Torrie then picked up Mickie and flung her across the ring by the hair. Torrie came to Mickie, set her up in the corner, and slapped her square in the face several times. Mickie tried to answer back with an angry punch or two, but Torrie walked away. However, that was Mickie's opportunity to get out, get behind Torrie, and execute a crucifix cover on her! The ref counted. 1… 2… that's when Maria pulled Torrie Wilson's legs down to squeeze her out of the cover. Maria then came over to Mickie, who tripped her up and flipped over her for a jackknife bridge cover, and again Maria kicked out after two, this time after about 2¾. When both Mickie and Maria got up, Mickie went for a clothesline. Maria ducked, then pushed Mickie front first into the turnbuckle, then got in a Japanese rolling clutch cover. 1… 2… Torrie was there to break it up.
Torrie then picked up Maria and irishwhipped her. Torrie tried to get in a clothesline, but Maria ducked it, then ran off the ropes again. She came back jumping high in the air as if to be going for a bulldog, but Torrie was facing her and inches in front of her. However, before she fell, Maria was able to catch Torrie's head and drag her down by it. It was a kind of inverted bulldog DDT! Maria quickly covered Torrie. 1… 2… 3!
"Here is your winner, and still WWE Women's Champion, Maria!"
Maria looked at herself and looked at the impressed cheering crowd in the audience, and it was almost like she couldn't believe she had just done that! She was smiling on all sides, and she could not resist rushing out and jumping into the crowd for a few hugs and pats for a job well done. John Cena came out to check on Torrie, but the LAX was still missing. However, a happy, hopping, skipping Live Bombshell was met backstage a few minutes later by a cheering and equally happy Evolution.
"Maria, that was one of the best moves I've ever seen a woman do in my thirty four years in this business, and that's sayin' somethin'," Ric Flair noted to begin the praise session as Maria hugged each of her teammates.
"Kid, I gotta tell you. Maybe I should have picked you right from the start instead of teasing the chance at Jackie," Trips pondered out loud.
"Again, it looks like the great Triple H made a good decision," Batista added.
"And I helped him," Randy immediately boasted. "But speaking of me, we better get back to the locker room and see about planning for my match. Oh, and Maria; get dressed in your other clothes again. After tonight's show is over, we're going to the nightclubs!"
"Wooo!" Flair burst happily.
The next match featured MNM's open non-title challenge, which was accepted by the James Gang, who surprisingly showed up to confront them earlier tonight. With Raw's Mickie keeping Melina's interference at bay, TNA's BG and Kip were able to pick up the victory when Kip pinned Joey Mercury after a Fame-ass-er. After that, Booker T tried to forfeit, but ended up tapping out; either way, Chris Benoit's the new United States Champion.
Afterwards, Chris Benoit celebrated his title win with Rey Mysterio. He was also greeted by Teddy Long, Matt Hardy, Tatanka, Bobby Lashley, Scotty Too Hotty, Paul London & Brian Kendrick, Pat Patterson, the Mexicools, and finally Chavo and Vickie Guerrero.
"Rey, you go out there, and you beat Orton tonight so you can face him at WrestleMania for the NWA World's Title, and you beat Orton tonight not just got yourself, or for me, or for Chavo and Vickie, but do it for Eddie Guerrero," Benoit said, trying to motivate Rey Mysterio to get the job done tonight.
"Para Eduardo Guerrero. Mi compadre. Mi amigo. Familia." he said. (if I got this wrong, or if not having the necessary accents is a problem, then I'm sorry, cause I don't know much Spanish at all). Both Vickie and Chavo hugged Rey for good luck.
Meanwhile, Evolution was in their locker room, and Batista was stretching himself, warming up, getting ready to go.
"You've got a match to win, Randy, for the sake of Evolution," Batista said. "A match that I don't agree with all that much, but you do need to win this for Evolution. Not just for Evolution, but for yourself as the Legend Killer, Legend Champion, and as the Man of Destiny."
"Got that right, Big Dave. And you know I'm gonna beat the Firecracker in the middle of that ring to prove it," Randy replied confidently, as he exited the room with a smile.
"He better get the job done," Trips said.
"If he doesn't, it's on him," Ric added.
We saw a shot of Rey Mysterio's daughter at ringside along with Vickie and Chavo Guerrero, family of the late Eddie, as Rey Mysterio's music came up. He did his usual entrance, from the burst up from the side of the stage, to doing the Latino Heat shimmy after his own taunt at each turnbuckle post. The crowd was behind him, cheering and chanting Eddie's name the whole time. Meanwhile, Randy Orton came out to his own entrance music theme and did his own entrance, with the NWA Heavyweight Title around his waist and the jeers of the crowd all around him. After posing at the turnbuckle, he took his NWA Title, raised it up high for the fans to relish in and/or hate even more, then gave it to the ref to place it outside the ring as the music stopped.
When the bell rang, a loud "EDDIE!" chant started up. After a few seconds, the two finally locked up, and Randy pushed Rey into the corner. The referee broke it with his count, Orton backed up and both circled the ring. Orton got in a takedown on Mysterio, but Rey moved and got the ropes with his feet. In an egotistical move, Orton then slapped Mysterio, an offense which Rey replied to with a huge kick to the gut followed by a headlock takedown. Mysterio then took out Orton with a face first bulldog. He covered, but only got a two count. When Randy got up in the corner, Mysterio kicked him, then jumped up above him to get in some hard rights. Randy moved forward, and Rey springboarded off the ropes attempting a cross body, but Orton dropped to dodge it. Getting back up, the Legend Killer smiled, before approaching Mysterio and kicking him on the ground a few times. Orton posed to the crowd, then choked out Mysterio in the corner with his boot. Orton then kicked Rey, followed by some forearms to the back. Rey fell flat on his back. Randy did his high leaping knee drop straight to Mysterio's head. A "RANDY SUCKS" chant started up.
Orton picked up Mysterio in the corner and toyed with him a bit, slapping him upside his head, after which he sent him with force into the opposite corner, making him bounce off harshly. Orton covered Mysterio, 1… 2… kickout by Rey. Orton then did his pose yet again, only to receive jeers for it. Orton gave Mysterio a hard uppercut, but the Human Highlight Reel bounced back with a huge kick to the face on him! Orton got back up, right into a big tilt-a-whirl hurracanrana. When Orton got up on the outside, Mysterio got on the ring apron, jumped, but got caught. He then tried to fall down, but Orton held on and drove the hanging down Mysterio right into the ring post. Orton went into the ring and posed again; the fans booed back loudly. Orton went to the outside, rolled Mysterio back inside, then covered him. 1… 2… Rey kicked out. Randy then applied an arm bar to that bad left arm of Mysterio's, but Rey fought out of it, then took out Orton with a kick to the face. Orton came back with a kick to the gut, put Mysterio on his shoulder and dropped the smaller man down hard right over his shoulder. Orton hooked Rey's leg, but again got only two. This event repeated itself again, and a frustrated Randy complained to the official.
But then, he went right back to work on Mysterio's left arm. Rey fought his way back to his feet, kicking Orton a few times. Randy continued to work on that left arm, but Mysterio snapped up with a big hurracanrana! Orton then stomped on that bad left arm when he got back up, making Rey roll out in pain. Orton then put Mysterio's bad arm on the steel steps and stomped on it, raised it, and slammed it back down off the steel steps as well. (boo!) Orton threw Mysterio back in the ring, covered, but Mysterio kicked out yet again. Orton then wrapped the left arm of Mysterio over the middle rope and wrenched on it a bit. Orton then picked Rey up and put him on his shoulders again, only to get sent through the ropes to the outside by a major arm drag! When Randy got back in, Mysterio cut him off with a big flying forearm, followed by a drop toe hold into the second turnbuckle. Mysterio then climbed up to the top rope, after which Randy got to his feet and cut him off with a few forearms. Orton put Mysterio on his shoulders and started scaling up to the second rope. But Rey countered out of it and connected with a sunset flip powerbomb on the Legend Champion! Mysterio covered. 1… 2… Orton kicked out!
Mysterio then took out Orton with a big dropkick. Rey then picked him up, hit a forearm to the head, and hit a baseball slide to the knee. He went up top and hit a senton drop right on top of Randy off the top rope. Mysterio nailed Orton again, covers, but Orton kicked out after two. Orton's forehead was now busted open at this point. Mysterio then kicked Orton, springboarded off the ropes, Orton caught him, Mysterio countered and planted Orton in the middle of the ring. Mysterio covered again, and yet again, it only resulted in two. Orton then gave Mysterio a thumb to the eye. Mysterio came back with kicks to the ribs and face on Orton. Rey went up to the top rope and jumped, but Randy intercepted him in mid-air with a huge dropkick! The Man of Mystery from San Diego now grabbed his chest in pain, and as he was abut to get up, Orton stalked him. A bloody Randy smiled as Rey got to his feet. Orton went to jump for the RKO, but took a dropkick to the face instead. He fell on the second rope. Rey went for the 619. Randy ducked and then rolled up Mysterio for a quick pinfall using the ropes, but it didn't work, as Rey was still able to kick out! Then, when Orton got out of the ropes, it apparently looked like his knee got twisted or something, as he was favoring his own right leg. Naturally, international concern set in from the people of the crowd, as well as Rey Mysterio and the referee. Rey finally got soft on the Man of Destiny and helped Randy Orton get up. But then, the Legend Killer revealed that it was all a set-up, in the form of a highly unfavored RKO out of nowhere to Rey Mysterio! Orton then quickly covered Rey… 1… 2… 3!
"Here is your winner, the NWA Heavyweight Champion, Randy Orton!"
After this great victory of a match, Randy Orton slid out of the ring and smiled. Michael Cole & Tazz said that they couldn't believe what just happened, noting that Randy Orton just kept Rey Mysterio from main eventing at WrestleMania. Randy Orton then took a mic that was left on the ground by someone.
"Hey, Rey. I got a good question, man. Where are you going?" he asked a downed Mysterio, much to the people's displeasure. "Because I know where you're not going. You're not going… to face me for my NWA Heavyweight Championship in the main event at WrestleMania!"
Once the jeers came around, Randy finally dropped the mic. His music hit as he taunted at Mysterio. The announcers were shocked. The people were appalled. Rey Mysterio was just getting up and realizing in his head that he let Eddie Guerrero down. As Randy did his legend pose at the stage and Rey began pacing, Orton suddenly found himself attacked from behind by none other then Chavo Guerrero!
Chavo had hit Randy with a huge running forearm, causing Orton to roll over several feet before finally getting up, after which Chavo then came at him with punches and uppercuts, holding him up against the guard railing at ringside. Chavo then took Orton in order to ram him into the steel steps, but before he could get that task complete, the nephew of the late great Eddie found himself floundered in a great dismay called "Triple H's Steel Chair Shot"! Trips then hit Chavo in the back with the chair three times, after which Rey Mysterio decided that he'd had enough. He dove from up high with a cork screw dive, but Trips simply swung and hit his head with the chair, stopping and dropping the Human Highlight Reel flat on his back! Trips then got Randy Orton and lifted his arm up in the air to call him the victor as Evolution's music came up, the crowd going from jeers to cheers and right back to boos just like that! After a couple of minutes, Batista was warming up, Ric Flair and Maria watched him ready himself to go and defend his title against Kurt Angle.
"I've wrestled Kurt before, and I gotta tell you, he ain't a little cookie to handle," Ric said to him. "Now, you're sure you don't need our help on this?"
"No, man. Why ruin a great match?" Batista asked in objection to the request.
"Why ruin a great match? To keep Evolution rolling and ruling! That's why ruin a great match!" Flair countered.
"Hey, Randy. Great job out there, man! You truly are the Legend Killer!" Triple H was saying from outside the door. Trips opened the door, and the group found him with his arm around the head of the tired Orton as if in a bit of a headlock. Trips then jerked Orton's head to face him so that he could say something to Mr. RKO.
"Okay, Randy. You earned it with this great show out there. Get some rest, and after Big Dave's match, we're goin' back to party."
"Right," Randy replied, sounding and looking a little bit groggy as he sat down and rested himself a bit.
"Now, Big Dave. You need to win this match against Kurt Angle. This is for your World Heavyweight Championship. That's the most prestigious title in this industry. You should know all about it, because from the moment you broke on your own, you've basically never not had this baby," Triple H said. "You kicked my ass for it last year at WrestleMania, and you've been kickin' ass ever since. You know all about the money, the fame, the honor, the power, the recognition, the tradition, and the respect that comes with being a world champion, as do the rest of us. And you know that's what we're all about here in Evolution. The mark of championship. It is the driving force in our contract, as well as in everybody's desires in this business, us included. Now, go out there and be the Animal. Let destiny take care of the rest, and you will remain the champion. Why? Because you're Big Dave, the Animal, Batista! And this, my friend, this is Evolution."
"You're damn right about that, Trips. You're damn right about that! I'm gonna go out there and prove to the world that I am the best World Heavyweight Champion ever," Batista readily declared, giving Triple H and the rest of the team the thumbs up before walking out the door and heading towards the arena.
"Now, you're sure he's keeping the title against Kurt Angle?" Maria asked, sounding a little worried than she probably should be.
"He may have Angle Slammed you one time, but he can't beat Batista. Those are two completely different stories, kid. The Animal will remain," Trips answered.
"It's not about Kurt Angle. It's about Torrie and John Cena and LAX," Maria clarified. The Latin American Exchange was never seen on the show as of yet. It was beginning to fall on her mind that maybe this is what they were waiting for.
Batista's music came on, and out came the World Heavyweight Champion, showing clearly through the whole entrance that he is energized as ever, and perfectly ready to compete in this match. His entrance was the same as usual, except for the insert of the chest thumps and finger pointing to the sky to Eddie Guerrero. When Kurt Angle's music came on, he came out to the audience's adulation as well, and he even redirected the "YOU SUCK!" chants towards Batista.
The bell rang, and Batista made a slight forward charge, but Kurt Angle moved and got behind Batista and grappled him. Batista went for a turnaround elbow to escape. Kurt let go and ducked his head out of the way, then rolled out quickly to dodge anything more. Angle got back in, both locked up, and Batista overpowered Angle, having him in the corner. The referee eventually went for his five count, and Batista made a clean break after three. Kurt ran off the ropes to try to hit Batista, but the Animal took out Angle with a shoulder block. He irishwhipped Angle, then hit him with a big back body drop. Batista then lifted Angle high in the air in a military press, but Kurt was able to wiggle out and land on his feet. Kurt then went for a quick clothesline, but Batista ducked it and got behind Angle for a good back suplex. Batista covered Angle, who kicked out after two. After Batista picked Angle up, the Olympic Champion got in some hard rights on him, but Batista hit a hard right of his own in Kurt Angle's left arm, causing Kurt to wince in pain and favor it just a small bit. Batista irishwhipped Angle, giving him no time to recover, then went down in position for the Leviathan Spinebuster, but Angle stopped himself from going off the ropes, so it didn't work. Kurt then got in some rights, but Batista shoved him away. Kurt immediately got back up and ran after Big Dave, but right into a power slam! Batista covered Angle, only getting a two count. When the two men got up, Batista tried to throw Kurt out of the ring, but Angle quickly skinned the cat, got back in the ring, then hit the Animal from behind with a big german suplex. Angle covered Batista, only getting two.
Angle then kicked Batista in the corner a few times, then hit a few shoulder charges as well. Angle came off, walked around the ring, and ended up getting tossed into the corner. and Batista hit a huge clothesline on Angle. He sent him to the other corner and tried another clothesline, but Angle moved, then tipped up Batista's legs to send him over the top and out of the ring. Batista got back up, went on the apron, and was dropkicked back down into the ring barricade with force! Angle then went outside and nailed Batista face first off the steel steps. He went up to the ring apron and jumped at Batista, only to get caught and driven spine first into the apron! Batista put Angle back in the ring, and Angle stood up, leaning forward against the ropes with his back turned to the ring. Batista came back in, took Angle, pulled him back, and hit a huge forearm shot to the back of the neck, knocking Angle down. Batista covered him. 1… 2… he kicked out. Batista waited for Kurt Angle to get back up, then irishwhipped him, but he telegraphed his move and got kicked in the head for it. Angle ran off the ropes, only to get caught in a sidewalk slam. Batista picked up Angle, went off the ropes himself, but Angle tripped him up. Angle started to kick Batista, then applied pressure on the knee he tripped him up with. Angle then went to the outside, grabbed the trunk like leg of the Animal and drove it across the ring post twice, after which he wrapped both legs around the post, applying a variated Figure Four!
Angle came back in the ring to break the count by the referee. Batista was now out as well. Angle chased him down. When Batista put a knee up to get in, Angle dropped his elbow across that knee several times. Eventually, both were back in the ring. Angle worked on Batista in the corner with some kicks, driving Batista down to the mat. When Batista got back up, Angle hit him with some stiff rights. Angle put Batista's leg across the bottom rope and jumped down applying weight on it twice. He tried a third time, but Batista blocked it, so Kurt kicked him some more. Finally, Batista grabbed Angle and tossed him through the ropes to the outside. Batista droves a forearm into the face of Angle a few times on the outside, then put him back in the ring and went in himself. Back inside, Batista pushed his forearm onto Kurt's forehead for a few seconds, after which he went up to the middle turnbuckle. But before he could do anything, Angle suddenly got up, hit a dragon screw on Batista, grabbed by the ankle and applied the Ankle Lock! As Angle had it locked in, Batista tried to reach the ropes. He almost did so after five seconds, but Kurt pulled him back to the center of the ring. Batista had his right arm up as if he were about to tap out and lose the title, but instead, he constantly pushed himself forward to reach the ropes. Soon, he finally got there, and Kurt let go before the ref could begin to do the DQ count, not wanting to hear it. Angle then applied a leglock into the injured leg of Batista a few times. Batista tried to break this, but each time he fell back he went down in a pinfall. He got a shoulder up after two each time. Angle then pulled Batista to the middle and hit an elbow drop to the Animal's bad knee.
Batista finally managed to kick away from the leg lock, as Angle tried to reapply it. However, the minute he finally got back up on his feet, Angle tackled him and hit some stiff rights. Batista countered by hitting a couple of forearms on the Golden Eagle's back. Angle stopped and rolled to the outside. Batista followed. Batista threw Angle into the ring barricade, and then into the timekeeper/announcer's table area. Batista nailed Angle face first off the ring apron. Batista nails Angle with a right hand to the face, knocking him down. The Leviathan then removes the top off of the announcer's table. Batista rolled back in the ring to break the count. He came back out charging. Angle ducked, then connected with an Olympic Slam on Batista right through the Spanish Announce Table, smashing it to pieces! Angle rolled back in the ring and the referee started counting Batista out as the World Champion was still trying to recover. When the ref got to 9, Kurt told him not to count Batista out, saying he wanted to beat Batista in the ring to become the Champion. He then came out and gave Batista a few uppercuts as he saw the Animal rise to his feet. Angle nailed Batista off the ring apron, hit a few kicks and forearms. Batista counters Angle's irishwhip and sent him right into the steel steps! When this happened, his jaw bounced off the top part of the announce table, which was previously ripped off. Batista grabbed Angle and tossed him back in the ring. Batista then went up to the top turnbuckle. Angle then jumped up and cut Batista off on the top rope.
Up top with Batista, Angle hooked his arm. But Batista countered with punches to the gut, knocking Angle off the top. Right as Batista regained his composure, Angle leapt up again, then took down Batista, not in a superplex, but in a Super Angle Slam off the top! Angle covered quickly. 1… 2… Unbelievable! Batista kicked out! Angle looked shocked, the fans screamed out, and nobody can believe it. Both got to their feet and exchanged right hands. Batista takes out Angle with a big clothesline. Batista covered Angle, who kicked out after two. Batista then irishwhipped Angle, lifted him for the Leviathan Spinebuster, but Angle countered into a roll through into the Ankle Lock! After about sixteen seconds, Batista turned over, but Angle turned with him and continued to lock it on. Batista then kicked his way out of the Ankle Lock, but Kurt didn't relent. He took Batista by the ankle, dragged him into the center, and got the Ankle Lock once again! Batista rolled through it once again, but Kurt didn't turn with him, so he was able to kick him off. Batista then picked up Kurt Angle and executed directly the Leviathan Spinebuster. Batista covered Angle. 1… 2… and Angle got a shoulder up, and Batista can't believe it!
Batista then stood up, doing thumbs up thumbs down, and stalking Angle as he got to his feet. Batista kicked Angle, set him up for the Batista Bomb, lifted him up, but Angle rolled through and applies the Ankle Lock yet again! Now, Kurt's got it locked in on Batista in the middle of the ring. Batista reached out, almost got to the bottom rope, but Angle pulled him back to the middle. Batista then powered out of the Ankle Lock, but Angle returned with the Olympic Slam. Angle hooked Batista's leg. 1… 2… and again, the match is not over. Batista kicked out! Angle was now frustrated, as he put his straps down. Batista got up before Angle could do anything, though, and got him in a vertical suplex. Angle landed on his feet, then tried to suplex Batista, but ended up pushed down. Batista took a few steps closer, but Angle suddenly got up behind him, tripped him up, and applied the Ankle Lock! Angle fell to the mat and put more pressure on Batista in the Ankle Lock. However, Batista fought off the urge to tap out. Batista rolled to his back, sat up and kicked Angle in the face to force him to let go. Angle tried to nail another Olympic Slam on Batista, but the Animal countered, irishwhipped Batista, and hit him with the Leviathan Spinebuster! He then finally did the Ultimate Warrior rope taunt, then the thumbs up thumbs down signal, after which he took Angle up, set him underneath, and finally executed the sit-down Batista Bomb! Batista got Kurt's body out from underneath the ropes to the center of the ring, then covered him. 1… 2… 3!
"Here is your winner, and still the World Heavyweight Champion, Batista!"
And at that sound, not only were the fans cheering their asses off, but pretty much all the members of Evolution came out, walking to the ring with huge smiles on their faces! What a great match they just got to see, and on top of everything, Dave Batista retained his World Heavyweight Title, meaning that this night went off without a hitch for Evolution! Batista enjoyed celebrative embraces with all four of his teammates, then went up on all four turnbuckles with his muscular pose, title in hand, and pointing a finger up high, to Eddie Guerrero. Even Randy Orton looked at that with reverence and respect, pretty much showing he's not all the jackass he's been clamed up to be. But did I say without a hitch? I was dead wrong. The Undertaker's Dark Bell suddenly rang, interrupting the entire celebration before they could even do the "all titles up high" pose. The lights suddenly went out, then went blue once Undertaker's music came on. Except, it wasn't the Undertaker music that we're used to now. It was the music he had during the Ministry of Darkness!
"Evolution, you have enjoyed a good reign in supremacy of TNA and WWE," said a certain familiar voice, as the music blared around the arena with it. "However, just like all good things, which must come to an end, at WrestleMania 22, all of you, too, will rest… in… peace!"
The music kept going, and the fans were screaming in excitement about what just went down. Meanwhile, Evolution was speechless. The Undertaker? WrestleMania? Rest in peace? What the hell is he talking about? Maria did not know any extra details, but she understood the graveness of the situation perfectly. Somehow, someway, they got on the Undertaker's bad side. Fact is, she didn't know if she could handle it. She fell down on the ground flat on her back, then just laid down. And she was breathing heavily, too. More of this, and she could get a heart attack. Ric looked back and down, and he noticed Maria's symptoms of fear. He quickly tapped Batista's shoulder and pointed to her. Batista was now horrified and worried over Maria's safety.
"Guys, she needs help!" Batista shot in a panic. Orton and Triple H turned around hastily, seeing the same thing.
"God, no!" Randy screamed out as he came down to Maria. He tried to convince her to calm down, but it wasn't working; her heart was stimulated beyond words right now, and not in a good way. With worry filling up his eyes and those of his teammates, Randy picked up Maria. Right there, Ric Flair called for paramedics to arrive immediately. Soon, the medics did come in, and they got Maria an oxygen mask and got her onto a stretcher, which was rolled into an ambulance. The group looked on, terribly worried about her. As the show went off the air, Randy looked up high where he heard the Ministry music still ongoing with a pissed off "I'm gonna kick your ass!" look on his face, obviously sentenced towards the Undertaker.
a/n: I know, I know. I probably should have brought Undertaker in sooner, like at the Royal Rumble when he actually did come back. But understand that if I had, the Evolution takeover couldn't be a success. So, I decided to make up for it with a serious scare scene. Remember to offer feedback and continue to enjoy this feed.
-P. Dizzle
