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RAW is WAR: 29/6/1998
RAW is WAR was live at the Gund Arena in Cleveland, Ohio. After the Steven Regal vs. Darren Drozdov match had passed, Michael Cole was in the ring.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the 1998 King of the Ring... THE BLADEWOLF!" Cole introduced to a loud pop.
OOOOOOOOWWWWHHHHOOOOOOO!
The Devil's Wolf played to a loud cheer from the fans as the lights switched to the sinister blood red and dark blue before the Bladewolf walked out with the WWF Intercontinental Championship around his waist. Bladewolf stood at the entrance and adjusted his right elbow pad before he made his way towards the ring.
"It's been quite a time for that man, the Bladewolf." JR said. "Less than twenty four hours ago, he defeated Ken Shamrock to advance into the finals of the King of the Ring tournament, and in the finals he defeated the Rock. Once again, the Bladewolf adds another accomplishment to his growing list. He is officially the youngest WWF Champion, youngest Intercontinental Champion, and now the youngest King of the Ring winner."
"It is impressive, I will say that." Jerry admitted.
"And he's not even went a full year with the company. He's only been a WWF superstar for ten months." JR pointed out.
Bladewolf reaches the ring and climbs onto the apron, then steps over the top rope and into the ring. His theme dies down but the lights remain as they are as he takes off his Intercontinental title from around his waist and places it on his right shoulder.
"Mr. Bladewolf." Cole greeted nervously, though Bladewolf merely looked at him out the corner of his eye. "I-I wanted to get your thoughts on your accomplishment in winning the King of the Ring tournament last night."
He holds the microphone up to him but the Bladewolf makes no indication to speak.
"Is Cole an idiot?" Jerry shook his head. "He doesn't speak."
"Apparently he can, he just chooses not to." JR said.
Seeing he wasn't going to speak, Cole brought the microphone back to his lips. "Let's talk about the last ten months since your arrival in WWF at SummerSlam. In those months, you won your PPV debut match, you defeated Triple H in a brutal No Holds Barred match at Survivor Series. It came down to you and Stone Cold Steve Austin at the Royal Rumble. You had your first WrestleMania match and it was in the main event, and it was also your first WWF Championship match which you went on to win at only twenty one years old."
"He did do that." JR nodded as the crowd cheered. Bladewolf didn't react in any way beyond simply staring ahead.
"And afterwards, you went on to win the Intercontinental Championship at the same age, and you are still the champion. And just last night, you won the 1998 King of the Ring tournament, becoming the youngest to ever do so." Cole recounted. "You have made history several times here in the World Wrestling Federation, and you haven't even been here for a year yet. I have no doubt that you have more to gain and accomplish, and are well on your way to becoming one of the greatest in the making."
"No doubt." JR agreed.
"So, what is next for you?" Cole questioned. "I'd like to hear what is next for you?"
"Don't poke the wolf, Cole." Jerry cautioned. "He doesn't want to talk and I doubt he'll be breaking his silence anytime soon."
When Bladewolf turns his head to regard Cole, Owen Hart's theme hits to a negative reason while Bladewolf snaps his head to the stage as Owen walks out and makes his way down to the ring.
"Well, I think business is about to pick up." JR said. "Now what could Owen Hart want?"
"Who knows?" Jerry shrugged.
Owen entered the ring, keeping a wary eye on the Bladewolf who stared back coldly. Owen grabbed a microphone and his theme died down as he stood across from the 1998 King of the Ring.
"Congratulations." Owen started, making Bladewolf tilt his head to the left. "You've joined the list of guys that have won the King of the Ring, such as myself. Now I'll admit, you've had an impressive few months since your arrival at SummerSlam last year, and now you're the 1998 King of the Ring. But you see, here's the thing..." Owen walked closer to go eye to eye with the masked man. "I am the better King of the Ring. When I won the tournament in 1994, I did it with integrity, I did it with grace, with intent. You just bulldozed your way through the competition and don't even present yourself as king. You can't even speak for yourself. You have to have someone speak to you, and you don't even respond back. But let me put this to you in words I know you will understand; I am better than you."
"Oh, them are fighting words!" Jerry exclaimed.
Suddenly, DX's theme hits and out comes Triple H, the winner of the 1997 King of the Ring tournament. Owen and Bladewolf turn their attention to him as the leader of DX makes his way towards the ring.
"Well, this is certainly something." JR said. "We have three King of the Ring winners out here. Owen Hart won the 1994 tournament, Triple H won last year's tournament, an now the Bladewolf who won this year's tournament."
Triple H enters the ring and grabs a microphone, looking between Bladewolf and Owen as his theme dies down.
"Lighten up, buttercup." Triple H jested at Owen, earning a laugh from the crowd as Owen frowned. "Seems there's an interesting scenario to play out here. The three of us are King of the Ring winners, and you, buttercup, are out here proclaiming yourself the better? Well... why don't we find out just who is the 'King of Kings'?"
"What?" Jerry blinked.
"Triple H proposing a Triple Threat match!" JR said. Owen nodded his head, then both men looked at Bladewolf who stared them down before he gives a slow one nod of his head. "Oh it's on! Triple Threat match tonight!"
Triple H points at both men, then gives them the DX crotch chop before leaving the ring as the DX theme plays while Bladewolf and Owen stare each other down.
After the Val Venis vs Dick Togo, followed by a sighting of Edge sitting in the balcony, and entry into the Warzone, the next scheduled match is the Triple Threat match between three King of the Ring winners. The Bladewolf vs Owen Hart vs Triple H.
In the arena, DX's theme hits to a cheer from the fans before Triple H walks out as Tony Chimel begins introductions.
"The following 'King of Kings' contest is scheduled for one-fall with a twenty minute time limit. Making his way to the ring, being accompanied by D-generation X member, and the Ninth Wonder of the World, Chyna, from Greenwich, Connecticut, weighing in at 244 lbs, the World Wrestling Federation European Champion... TRIPLE H!"
"This match is a result of a challenge just moments ago, ladies and gentlemen." JR recounted for those at home. "The Bladewolf won the 1998 King of the Ring title last night in Pittsburgh. He had an interview earlier, was challenged by Owen Hart. They were both challenged by Triple H. It is a Triple Threat match, 'King of Kings'. The first person to gain the pinfall will win this match."
By now, Triple H had entered the ring and taken off his European Championship, which he gave to Chyna as his theme dies down.
Owen Hart's theme played to boos. "And his opponent, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 227 lbs... OWEN HART!" Tony Chimel announced.
However, there was no sign of Owen as he didn't come out straight away.
"Where is he?" Jerry wondered.
"I don't-" JR stopped as Owen was tossed out onto the stage. "Oh! Well, there he is."
"What is going-"Jerry stopped his question as the Bladewolf walked out and floored Owen with a clothesline. "Oh! Well, that explains it!"
"The Bladewolf assaulting Owen Hart on the stage!" JR said as Bladewolf stomps away on Owen. In the ring, Triple H simply chuckled and leaned on the ropes, watching with amusement. "And Triple H is just loving this."
Bladewolf pulls Owen to his feet then knocks him back down with a hard right, sending Owen rolling down the ramp. Bladewolf followed, adjusting his elbow pads briefly as Owen crawls onto all fours only for Bladewolf to deliver a hard kick to the ribs.
"Oh!" Jerry winced.
"Bladewolf with a hard kick to the ribs." JR said. Bladewolf brings his forearms down onto Owen's back, sending the man onto his front on the floor. "And now a double forearm."
Bladewolf grabs Owen by his hair and yanks, causing Owen to yell in pain as Bladewolf pulls him to his feet and then... SENT HIM HEADFIRST INTO THE STEEL RING POST!
"Oh! My God!" Jerry's eyes widened.
"Head-first off the steel ring post!" JR exclaimed. Owen clutched his forehead as Bladewolf stood over him, tilting his ha in that Michael Myers-like style. "And the Bladewolf... I got a feeling he relishes in hurting his opponent. I feel he is just as sadistic as his older brother, the Undertaker."
"Oh no, just just sadistic, JR." Jerry said. Bladewolf pulls Owen up and then rams his head off the metal railing. "Try remorseless, merciless. an animal! I mean, you saw what the Undertaker did to Mankind last night in the Hell in a Cell, right? That was him being so... evil! So remorseless!"
Bladewolf drives his right fist into Owen's ribcage, causing him to cough as he falls to his knees. Bladewolf pulls Owen to his feet and then... IRISH WHIPS HIM INTO THE STEEL STEPS!
"Oh!" Jerry flinched.
"Bladewolf sending Owen Hart into the steel steps." JR said. Triple H is seen smiling as he lays on the ropes. "And Triple H is just watching the show."
Bladewolf pulls Owen to his feet and then throws him into the ring before sliding in, with the referee quickly calling for the bell to begin the match.
'Ding! Ding! Ding!'
"The match is finally underway." JR said. Triple H runs as Bladewolf gets onto the apron and gut-checks him. "And now Helmsley..." But Bladewolf shrugged it off and retaliated with a jab to Triple H.
Owen, who got to his feet, attacks Triple H from behind with a clubbing forearm. Triple H kicked Bladewolf in the right leg, sending him to a knee on the apron before focusing on Owen as the two start to slug it out only for Owen to get the upperhand. Owen Irish whips Triple H, and bends down to attempt and overhead back body slam but Triple H halted his run and kicked Owen in the chest, snapping him upright and sending him right onto his back.
Triple H grabs Owen and pulls him to his feet, landing a right hand, then another that forces Owen onto the ropes. Triple H Irish whips him, runs and hits a high knee to Owen's face.
"Oh!" Jerry exclaimed.
Triple H goes for the pin.
"One-!"
Bladewolf breaks the count.
"And Bladewolf breaks the count." JR said.
While Owen rolls out the way and crawls over to the corner, Bladewolf focuses his attention on Triple H, delivering a right hand to the forehead of the European Champion, then hits a second one. He pulls Triple H to his feet and leans him onto the ropes, where Bladewolf unloads with a series of lefts and rights into the midsection of Helmsley, then lands a big right hand that knocks Triple H into the corner.
"Bladewolf dominating Triple H in the corner." JR noted. Bladewolf whirls around and knocks Owen down with a right uppercut. "Boom" What an uppercut to Owen Hart!"
Bladewolf turns and knocks Triple H down with a right hand. He turns and grabs Owen around the waist, then sends him flying off his feet with a release German Suplex.
"Oh! German Suplex! You don't often see Bladewolf use that kind of move." JR said.
"No, you don't." Jerry agreed. Bladewolf grabs Triple H from behind and hits a German Suplex on him. "And one to Helmsley!"
"The Bladewolf establishing his dominance." JR stated.
Bladewolf flips his hair back before walking over to Owen, who is pulling himself to his feet. However, Bladewolf grabs him from behind and hits a German Suplex.
"A German Suplex to Owen Hart, again." JR winced. But Bladewolf held onto Owen this time as he pulled the man to his feet, then hits another German Suplex. "And another one!"
Bladewolf still held onto Owen as he hit another German Suplex, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another.
"Oh my God! How many is he going to do?" Jerry asked, eyes wide at seeing the repeated German Suplexes.
"I have no idea." JR shook his head. Bladewolf released Owen and watched the man lay limp before he noticed Triple H and ducked a right hand from the man, grabbed him from behind and hit him with a German Suplex. "Oh Lord, not again. This time to Triple H!"
Bladewolf hits another German Suplex, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another. then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another, then another.
"Good grief!" JR exclaimed.
"That was more than what he did to Owen Hart." Jerry pointed out.
Bladewolf crouches down and covers Triple H.
"Now the cover!" JR called.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Thre-!"
Owen breaks the pin with a lunge attack.
"But Owen breaks it up, saving the match." JR said. Bladewolf gets to his feet and stomps on Owen repeatedly. "And Bladewolf beginning the punishment."
Bladewolf delivers an eighth stomp to Owen before pulling him to his feet then Irish whips him into the corner. Bladewolf runs and hits a turnbuckle clotheslin, then pulls Owen into a clothesline. Bladewolf then jumps up and hits a leg drop on Owen.
"What a leg drop!" JR said. Bladewolf hooks the leg. "Now the cover on Owen!"
"One!"
"Two!"
"Thre-!"
Owen manages to get the shoulder up.
"But Owen kicks out." JR said.
"Wow..." Jerry shakes his head.
"What a match this is turning out to be, King." JR nodded.
"Yeah." Jerry agreed.
Bladewolf gets to his feet and flips his hair back before he bends down and grabs Owen by the throat, pulling him to his feet.
"I think Owen may be going for a ride." JR said.
"You think?" Jerry scoffed.
Bladewolf lifts Owen... but Owen jumps out of his hold. Bladewolf turns into a boot to the stomach... AND OWEN NAILS THE DDT!
"Oh!" Jerry exclaimed.
"DDT! DDT! Owen with the DDT on Bladewolf!" JR shouted. Owen gets an arm over Bladewolf's chest. "And the cover!"
"One!"
"Two-!"
Triple H breaks the pin at the same time as Bladewolf kicks out.
"And Triple H... I can't tell who broke the pin first." JR said.
Triple H turns Owen over and hammers away at him for a bit before he turns his attention to Bladewolf and starts assaulting him with punches to his masked face. Triple H then stands up, jumps and drives his knee into Bladewolf's masked face before hooking the legs.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Thr-!"
Bladewolf kicks out at two.
"Kickout by Bladewolf." JR said.
Triple H straddles Bladewolf and starts hammering away at him repeatedly before Owen clobbers Triple H from behind. Owen pulls Triple H to his feet and starts slugging it out with him as Bladewolf laid where he was. Owen gets Triple H into the corner, continuing the assault with his fists before he Irish whips Triple H across the ring. Triple H ducks a right from Owen, who turns into a big elbow that knocks him down onto his back.
"Good quickness on Triple H's part." JR complimented. "But ladies and gentlemen, we gotta take a quick break!"
RAW went to commercial break.
*After the commercial break*
"Welcome back to the Warzone, ladies and gentlemen." JR said. Triple H had Bladewolf in the corner and was working on him with repeated kicks to the gut then to the right leg. "Triple H and Owen Hart seem to realize the biggest threat in this match is the Bladewolf and have been focusing on him."
"Smart of them." Jerry nodded. "Focusing on the bigger threat until you get rid of him, then focus on each other."
Triple H pulls Bladewolf to his feet then Irish whips him towards Owen who hits a clothesline, flooring the Intercontinental Champion.
"And Owen Hart with a clothesline." JR said.
Triple H walks over and punches Owen before focusing on Bladewolf with repeated punches to the skull while Owen climbs to the top turnbuckle. Triple H sees this and gets to his feet... BUT OWEN COMES FLYING WITH A DROPKICK TO TRIPLE H'S CHEST!
"Dropkick!" JR exclaimed. Owen walks over to Bladewolf and grabs his legs, setting him into a familiar position. "And now Owen Hart, after delivering the dropkick, going for the Sharpshooter!"
Triple H gets to his feet and sees what was going on, rushes over and rams into Owen, breaking the submission hold and sending Owen out of the ring.
"And Helmsley breaking the hold." JR said.
Triple H grabs Bladewolf and pulls him to his feet, landing a big right that makes Bladewolf stumble back in response. Triple H goes for the Irish whip but Bladewolf reverses it. Triple H runs back and drives Bladewolf's masked face into his knee, making the big man snap upstraight with a slight stumble. Triple H takes advantage of kicking him in the stomach, gets his head between his legs, then hooks the arms.
"Triple H looking for the Pedigree!" JR exclaimed.
Owen Hart rushes into the ring, runs... AND FLOORS TRIPLE H WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK!
"And Owen Hart!" JR shouted. "With that spinning heel kick."
"What a shot!" Jerry complimented.
"Right on the button!" JR added.
Bladewolf rolls to the side and stays there. Owen, meanwhile, focuses on Triple H. He pulls the leader of DX to his feet and punches him, getting him into the corner. Owen continues his assault before Irish whipping him into the opposite turnbuckle hard, making Triple H stumble forward, only to be grabbed by Owen... AND PLANTED WITH A DDT!
"Oh!" Jerry winced.
"Triple H's head driven to the canvas!" JR said.
Owen looks down at Triple H, then turns around into a clothesline from Bladewolf. Owen quickly gets to his feet only to be taken down with another clothesline. Owen stumbles to his feet but gets Irish whipped into the corner. Bladewolf runs and hits a turnbuckle clothesline, backs up as Owen stumbles a few steps, then picks him up and... DELIVERS A SIDEWALK BACK BREAKER!
"Sidewalk back breaker!" JR exclaimed. "The Bladewolf at work in getting the match back in his control."
Bladewolf gets to his feet, only to spot Triple H charging at him which he counters by scooping Triple H onto his shoulder an... HITS A RUNNING POWERSLAM!
"And a running powerslam to Triple H!" JR added.
"Wow." Jerry said.
Bladewolf got right back to his feet, flipping his hair back before looking between Triple H and Owen, noticing the latter stumbling to his feet, and raises his right hand in waiting. Owen turns around... INTO A GOOZLE!
"Will he hit it this time?" Jerry questioned.
"He just might." JR nodded.
Bladewolf lifts Owen up... AND PLANTS HIM WITH A CHOKESLAM!
"And he does!" JR exclaimed. "Chokeslam! Chokeslam!"
Bladewolf falls to his knees and covers Owen.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Thre-!"
Triple H breaks up the pin.
"And Triple H, breaking the pin!" JR said. "It might've been over just there."
Triple H clobbers Bladewolf with forearms to the back repeatedly, then pulls him up, kicks him in the stomach and hooks the legs.
"Uh-oh. Triple H..." JR said.
"He's gonna hit it!" Jerry added.
Triple H tightens his grip and then... NAILS THE PEDIGREE!
"He hit it!" Jerry cheered.
"Pedigree! The Pedigree to Bladewolf!" JR exclaimed.
Triple H rolls Bladewolf over and hooks the legs.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Thre-!"
Bladewolf kicks out!
"And another kickout by Bladewolf!" JR shouted.
"Oh my God, who is gonna win this?" Jerry shook his head.
Triple H punches the mat then gets to his feet, turning around to quickly block a kick from Owen... WHO HITS AN ENZUGURI!
"There's an Enzuguri!" JR said as Triple H falls out of the ring. "Triple H outside now."
Owen looks at Triple H then runs, rebounds off the ropes, runs across the ring and hits a baseball slid to Triple H, knocking the European Champion down outside the ring.
"Baseball slide!" JR said. "Both feet right to Helmsley's face.
Owen eyes Bladewolf who is getting to his feet after the Pedigree, then runs for the ropes... BUT CHYNA LOW-BRIDGES HIM BY PULLING TH TOP ROPE DOWN!
"Chyna!" JR exclaimed. "Low-bridge! Chyna just low-bridged Owen Hart in this 'King of Kings' Triple Threat matchup."
"Watch your back, Owen." Jerry said, seeing Bladewolf roll out of the ring as Owen confronts Chyna, leading the referee to try and stop a fight breaking out between them.
Bladewolf comes up and grabs Owen, ramming his head off the metal railing. With the referee focused on them, he didn't see the Rock run down to the ring as Triple H was getting back inside... AND THE ROCK CLOBBERS TRIPLE H WITH A PAIR OF BRASS KNUCKLES!
"The Rock! The Rock is here!" JR exclaimed. "The Rock just laid Triple H out with brass knuckles!"
"The Rock!" Jerry shouted.
"He just KO'ed Helmsley!" JR said.
Bladewolf grabs Owen and sends him into the steel steps hard before sliding into the ring and looks down at Triple H, then to the rock who is standing on the stage. Bladewolf grabs Helmsley and lifts him up into a fireman's carry.
"Bladewolf, looking to end this." JR said, knowing what was coming next.
Bladewolf... NAILS THE FURY OF THE WOLF!
"The Fury of the Wolf!" JR shouted.
Bladewolf rolls Triple H onto his back and hooks the leg.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three! Ring the bell!" The referee called.
'Ding! Ding! Ding!'
The Devil's Wolf plays as Bladewolf slowly gets to his feet. "Here is your winner... THE BLADEWOLF!"
"Bladewolf wins this 'King of Kings' matchup." JR said. Owen then attacks Bladewolf from behind. "And Owen Hart! Owen Hart assaulting the Bladewolf from behind!"
Up on the stage, the Rock watches... ONLY TO GET ATTACKED FROM BEHIND BY DX!
"And there's DX!" JR shouted. "DX attacking the Rock!" The rest of the Nation comes out and attacks DX. "And now there's the Nation!"
In the ring, Owen is continuing his attack on Bladewolf before Bladewolf shrugs it off and shoves Owen so hard he went flying back. Owen stared up at Bladewolf with wide eyes, seeing the enraged look in his eyes and wisely chose to leave the ring. He stares at Bladewolf as he backs up... UNTIL KEN SHAMROCK ATTACKS HIM FROM BEHIND!
"And now there's Ken Shamrock! It's chaos out here!" JR said.
Bladewolf ignored the carnage and grabbed his Intercontinental Championship from the referee, snapping his head back to flip the hair out of his masked face. He simply watches the carnage as RAW goes to commercial break...
And that's it for this chapter, everyone. I hope you all enjoyd that.
