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RAW is WAR: 21/6/1999
RAW is WAR was live at the Pyramid in Memphis, Tennessee. The biggest question on everybody's minds is; Will the Corporate Ministry disintegrate tonight? The RAW intro video played, the fireworks went off, and JR and Jerry lawler welcomed those watching at home.
Triple H's music plays and Hunter and Chyna advance to the ring. Entering the ring, he receives a microphone from Tony Chimel.
"The time for talking is over!" Triple H declared. "Undertaker, you can forget about facing your little brother at King of the Ring, because it'll be me facing you after tonight! Bladewolf, get your ass out here! I'm challenging you to a match for the WWF Title!"
The crowd cheered at that, wanting to see the Bladewolf kick Triple H's ass.
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, the WWF Championship around his waist and his WWF Tag Team title on his right shoulder, making his way towards the ring with purpose.
Dropping the titles at the steel steps, Bladewolf takes off his metallic mask and coat before he enters the ring. However, to everyone's surprise, the Undertaker runs down and gets between the Bladewolf and Triple H before a fight could happen. Undertaker snatches the microphone from Triple H.
"This is not going to happen!" The Deadman declared, then looked at his little brother. "You can back off, little brother. Your fight is with me, so don't bother wasting your time with this little piss ant."
"Piss ant?!" Triple H whipped Undertaker around, and Bladewolf walked forward, shoving Triple H back a few steps. The crowd cheered as the Bladewolf and Undertaker stood side-by-side, almost reunited like they were the previous year. Triple H nodded. "Oh, I see how it is. You two are together again, aren't you?"
Undertaker scoffs. "Hardly. We just don't like that you're trying to get involved in our business." Bladewolf nods his head in agreement with his brother.
"Well, regardless of that or not, I want the Bladewolf in this ring and I want the WWF Championship!" Triple H got in Undertaker's face. "And you are not going to stop me."
"Hold it right there! Stop it right now!" Vince McMahon came out, walking towards the ring with the rest of the Corporate Ministry. Vince and Shane enter the ring while the rest of the group stands outside. Vince and Shane stay far from Bladewolf. "Wait just a minute. Listen I appreciate unbridled ambition and spirit. I do. But not tonight, gentlemen! Not tonight because that's exactly what they want. All these people want to see the Corporate Ministry divided in two! That's what Stone Cold Steve Austin and the Bladewolf would want! That's what The Rock would want! Just to prove my point, let me ask you all a question. How many of you would like to see in this ring tonight Hunter Hearst Helmsley and the Undertaker beat the hell out of each other?"
The crowd gave a loud roar in response.
"Well, not tonight, not any night!" Vince declared. "You see because the Corporate Ministry is in fact one! The Corporate Ministry is the most powerful entity ever formed here in the World Wrestling Federation!The Corporate Ministry is the most powerful entity ever formed here in the World Wrestling Federation! Now there are people who are entering the King of the Ring tournament, all of whom hoping to be crowned King of the Ring. Well, you can't always get what you want and this year, we aren't crowning a King of the Ring this year we're crowning a Queen of the Ring!" He points at Chyna to enforce the statement.
Jim Ross disagreed, "Road Dogg's got something to say about that, I'm sure."
The WWF Chairman said, "And Rock, you can't always get what you want either. And that would bring us to two other people who don't always get what they want. The first person being... you, Bladewolf." Vince turned to the WWF Champion. "Since losing the WWF Championship at Unforgiven last year you have made it your personal mission to reclaim the title. And look, you did just that when you defeated your brother, the Undertaker. Well guess what, this Sunday at King of the Ring, the Undertaker is going to annihilate you and take that title back to where it belongs and that's with the Corporate Ministry!"
Bladewolf just stares at Vince.
"The second person who I hate more than Angel is the new CEO of the WWF, Stone Cold Steve Austin. Austin, when you were back at corporate headquarters last week wrecking havoc, by the way I haven't gotten the stench out of my office yet! While you were back at corporate headquarters, Shane and I challenged you, Austin. We challenged you to a Ladder Match, where you would take your title as CEO, we would take our ownership, our stock, we would put it high above the ring. Hell, we'd even put it in a stinky briefcase of yours, hang it above the ring and the first man to reach up and winner take all Ladder Match, Austin will be the total victor, will have won it all. But you know, Austin what's going to happen is Shane and Vince McMahon understand the corporate ladder. We understand the ladder of success. And after it's all said and done, Austin you will be right where you started, at the very bottom of the ladder. And the hell, Austin that you have experienced from the McMahons in the past will be nothing you experience after King of the Ring. Austin, you will bow in defeat at the hands of the McMahons in the Ladder Match." Vince said, a confident smile on his face.
The sound of shattered glass hits and the new CEO of the World Wrestling Federation walks out to the entrance ramp and sets a ladder up. He opens the briefcase he brought, grabs a can of beer and climbs the ladder, sits on the little bench and starts drinking the can of beer.
Austin said, "As the new CEO of the World Wrestling Federation and your boss, I will come out here and go off the record saying I accept the Winner take all Handicap Ladder Match at the King of the Ring. I will also go off the record saying you and that boy wonder Shane are the two sorriest employees I've ever had. I will say this. Down the road, I will once again be the World Wrestling Federation Champion! But for the immediate future, Stone Cold Steve Austin is having a blast running your stupid office and the way I see it I might just make it a full-time position. You can rest assured, and look at me when I say this Vince with your little beady eyes and you as well boy wonder, you little bastard, when I get you in that ring at King of the Ring you can go up the ladder, you can go down the ladder, you can run around the damn ladder but you can rest assured that both of your asses belong to Stone Cold Steve Austin! And that's all I got to say about that! I was in my office the other day making decisions and I came up with a little stipulation for ya to make sure everything is straight. If, at King of the Ring, one of your pathetic members of the Corporate Ministry interferes in our match you will disqualified, Stone Cold Steve Austin will get the victory and more importantly 100 percent control of the World Wrestling Federation. And that's all I got to say about that!"
Vince replied, "No, no, no, no, you got it all wrong. Listen. You're not in control yet, Shane and I still hold fifty percent. So here is the stipulation that we're going to have in this Ladder Match. No Holds Barred, anything goes, Austin. I don't care if the 82nd Airborne comes in and joins us in this match. I don't care, that's the way it's going be. Why? Because Vince and Shane McMahon said so!"
Shawn Michaels' music plays and the Heartbreak Kid rises up from the entrance ramp.
He said, "Now, now, gentlemen! Somebody has to have a little head around here and ironically that would be me!" He stopped rising and stood on the ramp, "Now before I make a decision that would have a tremendous impact on the World Wrestling Federation, I believe I need a cup of coffee to calm my nerves. Associates, if you will."
Gerald Brisco and Pat Patterson step out and hand a cup of coffee to the WWF Commissioner.
Vince was fuming at the sight.
Shawn continued, "Now we can't have you guys throwing stipulations around the same way I throw you around, Vince, so I tell ya what we're gonna do. Tonight, here on RAW is WAR, we're gonna have a match to decide the last stipulation for the Ladder Match at King of the Ring. In that match tonight on RAW is WAR, it will be Stone Cold Steve Austin versus whatever member of the Corporate Ministry you see fit. Now if Stone Cold Steve Austin wins the match tonight it will be the Stone Cold stipulation that will be in effect at King of the Ring, which means if any member of the Corporate Ministry interferes in that match Stone Cold Steve Austin gets 100 percent ownership of the World Wrestling Federation. If the member of the Corporate Ministry wins the match then it will be the McMahon stipulation that will be in effect at King of the Ring, which means no disqualification, anything goes, no holds barred. Now we know that Stone Cold is gonna be in the match but which member of the Corporate Ministry is it gonna be, Dumbass McMahons?"
Vince and Shane think until they choose the candidate.
"The Undertaker." Vince decided.
Shawn shook his head. "With the exception of the Undertaker. Gotta save his strength for this Sunday, don't we, Deadman? When whoever is WWF Champion goes to fight you."
Undertaker takes the microphone. "What do you mean by 'whoever is WWF Champion'? Bladewolf is the WWF Champion."
Shawn nodded. "Yeah, he is. And he deserves it. However, since he's itching for a fight and just got challenged, he will be defending his WWF Championship tonight against... Triple H!"
Triple H smirked at that while the Undertaker didn't look too happy. Bladewolf silently leaves the ring and leaves through the crowd. His business out here was done.
The main event finally came with the Bladewolf taking on Triple H for the WWF Championship.
Triple H's music hit and Tony Chimel announced, "The following contest scheduled for one fall is for the World Wrestling Federation Championship. Introducing the challenger. Being accompanied to the ring by the 'Ninth Wonder of the World' Chyna, from Greenwich, Connecticut, weighing in at 260 pounds, Triple H!" The duo advance to the ring and Triple H enters, pacing around like a caged animal.
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, the WWF Championship around his waist and his WWF Tag Team title on his right shoulder, making his way towards the ring with purpose.
"And his opponent, from Death Valley, weighing 310 lbs, he is one half of the World Wrestling Federation Tag Team Champions and the World Wrestling Federation Champion... THE BLADEWOLF!" Tony Chimel announced.
Making his way down the ramp, Bladewolf grabs the top rope and pulls himself up onto the ring apron before stepping foot over the top rope. He reaches up and pushes his hood down before taking off his metallic mask, revealing the wolf mask underneath with the eyeholes shrouded in total darkness.
Bladewolf's theme dies down and the lights return to normal as he takes off his coat and dumps it outside the ring for a stagehand to grab. He hands his WWF Championship to the referee while giving the Tag Team title to someone at ringside.
Referee Earl Hebner holds up the WWF Title, showing that it's on the line tonight, then hands it to the timekeeper before calling for the bell.
'Ding! Ding! Ding!'
Bladewolf is quick to strike as he lands a big boot to Triple H's midsection, followed by a right hook to the forehead that sends Triple H stumbling into the corner. Walking over, Bladewolf bounces Triple H's face off the top turnbuckle pad.
He connects an uppercut then chokes him to the count of 3 and stops to intimidate Hebner out of the ring. Triple H ducks the right hand and reverses their positions in the corner, throwing punches and kicks at the WWF Champion.
Bladewolf grabs Triple H and switches positions again, showing him how to properly throw a punch. He Irish whips the blonde-haired man into the opposing turnbuckle and follows him in but Triple H stops him with an elbow to the jaw. Bladewolf catches Triple H off the ropes and Hunter kicks the champion's thigh to avoid the chokeslam, Hunter runs into the ropes and this time Bladewolf knocks him down with the clothesline.
He goes for the cover! ONE! TWO-! Triple H kicks out at two.
Twisting the Cerebral Assassin's arm, Bladewolf wrenches it hard enough to send Hunter to his knees. Walking to the turnbuckle behind him, Bladewolf displays unbelievable balance and agility walking the top rope and jumps off... AND LANDS OLD SCHOOL!
Looks like he was sending a message to the Undertaker by using his own move.
Bladewolf Irish whips Triple H and misses the right hand then Hunter starts targeting that left knee. Bouncing off the ropes, he nails the chop block effectively destroying Bladewolf's vertical base. Triple H drops his elbow on the hurt limb and Bladewolf tries to stop the opponent's attack but Triple H places the Demon Wolf's left leg on the bottom rope and jumps down on it. Rolling out of the ring, Hunter slams the leg off the apron and re-enters to distract Earl Hebner... AND CHYNA NAILS A CHEAP SHOT WHILE HIS BACK IS TURNED!
Earl Hebner leaves the squared circle to deal with Chyna.
Bladewolf recovers and tosses Triple H out of the ring and sits on the apron for a moment to regroup.
Stepping foot on the thin-padded concrete floor, Bladewolf head butts Triple H who staggers to the bottom of the ramp and one uppercut from the WWF Champion knocks him down. The two men exchange blows until a head butt changes the momentum. Grabbing a handful of hair, Bladewolf rolls Triple H into the ring but the challenger is automatically on top of him, dropping the elbow across the Demon Wolf's back.
Pinning Hunter in the corner, Bladewolf Irish whips him out of the ring again through the opposing side. Triple H pulls Bladewolf's feet out from under him and slams the injured leg off the ring post twice before entering the ring.
Triple H hits the chop block then... LOCKS IN THE FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK! WILL THE BLADEWOLF TAP OUT! Bladewolf hisses in pain before he lays on his back. ONE! TWO!-! BLADEWOLF SITS UP! Staring into Triple H's wide eyes, Bladewolf grabs him by the throat, which in turn breaks the Figure 4 and looks for the chokeslam but Triple H kicks at the injured leg. He seeks to launch a counterattack but Bladewolf grabs him by the throat again, lifts him up and... PLANTS HIM WITH A CHOKESLAM!
Chyna enters the ring with a steel chair in hand and... WHACKS IT OFF THE BACK OF THE BLADEWOLF! THE REFEREE NEVER SAW IT!
Bladewolf goes down and Chyna quickly drops the chair. However, the Undertaker comes out and scares Chyna off, demanding that she stay out of this and he remains at ringside to watch.
Triple H gets to his feet and notices. "What the hell are you doing out here?!" He shouts.
"Mind your own business, boy." Undertaker warned.
"Get the hell out of here!" Triple H demands.
However, Undertaker points at something behind Triple H, and he turns only to be lifted up onto Bladewolf's right shoulder and into a familiar position... AND HE HITS THE TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! HE HOLDS THE ARMS DOWN FOR THE COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE! BLADEWOLF RETAINS THE WWF CHAMPIONSHIP!
'Ding! Ding! Ding!'
The Devil's Wolf plays as Bladewolf stumbles to his feet, smacking his hurt leg a few times. "Here is your winner and STILL World Wrestling Federation Champion... THE BLADEWOLF!" Tony Chimel announced as the referee handed Bladewolf his titles.
Bladewolf flipped his hair back and locked eyes with his brother who stared back at him before he did the title gesture around his waist. Bladewolf raises the WWF Championship sending the message back loud and clear.
It was going to be a war when the two fight this Sunday at King of the Ring.
And that's it for this chapter, folks.