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Re: Presenting AOW: Art of War Wrestling - The Greatest Affair



1.23.08

The Hammerstein Ballroom – Manhattan, New York City, New York

“What Doesn't Kill You...”


Quote:
“The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson vignette

(Whispers)

Fight…

RVD leaps for a Frog Splash…

Fight…

HBK cocks back, Sweet Chin Music ready…

Fight…

Finlay and Joe go at it on the balcony…

Fight…

Chris Jericho’s silhouette is highlighted…

*Opening guitar riff*

You'll never grow up to be a big rock star

The camera goes from the ground up to the face of Paul Wright in his debut Week 3

Celebrated victim of your fame

Aero Star leaps onto Jamie Noble from the entrance stage columns

Just cut our wrists like cheap coupons

Christian searches for his peeps from Week 5

And say that "death was on sale today"

Bryan Danielson raises his hand, singing his theme from Week 4

*Upped tempo, heavier sound*

And when we were good

Jack Evans’ double moonsault from Week 1

You just close your eyes

Aero Star, Psicosis, and Super Crazy perform a Triple Asai Moonsault from Week 14

So when we are bad

Paul Wright chokeslams Michaels through the table from the Supershow

We'll scar your minds

A replayed shot of Shelton Benjamin German suplexing Paul London off the ladder from Week 4

Fight!

SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!

Fight!

WARRIOR’S WAY!!!

Fight!

MUSCLE BUSTER!!!

Fight!

SPEAR THROUGH THE TABLE!!

Fight!

CHOKESLAM!!!

Fight!

WORLD’S GREATEST DOOMSDAY DEVICE!!

Fight!

GTS!!

Fight!

FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH!!!

*Final cymbal crash*

Chris Jericho holds the AOW World title high in the air

***

We’re met with the glorious crowd of 3,000 in the Hammerstein once again, but they’re not the main focus once the camera pan is done. Their focus is in the ring, where we see Dynasty Champion CM Punk, Cruiserweight Champion CM Punk, and Samoa Joe, all standing center ring, the respective champions with their gold around their waist. Surrounding them all around the ring are numerous competitors. We catch sight of The Hooliganz, Low Jack, TJ Wilson, Benjamin and Haas, Aero Star…basically, everyone in the locker room not named Burchill, Albright, Carlito, or Helms, as well as not a member of the Worthy Legion. All the men around the ring are cheering along with the thousands surrounding them, as their attention turns to the three men in the ring, CM Punk with a microphone.


Punk:
We’re here right now because there’s a guy who came back with a vengeance last week. A guy that a lot of us neglected, but who has since shown exactly what his colors are.

~The audience and the wrestlers applaud at that as Punk hands the microphone to Danielson

Danielson
:
He’s a guy who holds every last key to ending this war in just a few short weeks. He’s a guy that we all should have listened to, but we labeled him an outcast. But then it all came true.

~Danielson passes the mic to Joe

Joe
:
We all had our reasons, just like he had his. But tonight, we’re gonna officially welcome him back to let him know how we really feel now. He is – CHRISTIAN CAGE!!


The entire audience erupts and blows the roof off the Hammerstein, as “JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES” blares across the arena airspace, but it’s drowned out by the overwhelming response going on right now. Christian Cage does eventually step through the curtain looking at the fans all around him, only prompting an even bigger pop. Torrie Wilson reappears by his side in scintillating red and appears to be his escort, her smile bigger than anyone else in the arena. He doesn’t have the crazy eyes we remember him having; actually having a small smirk on his face, but there is still an intense aura about him as he takes in his reception. There is still no Peep-seeking, but he does pat his chest twice before walking down towards the ring, Wilson letting go of his arm and letting him walk down alone as she heads back through the curtain. The men in front of the ramp part to allow him in, all of them smiling and clapping as they get a look at him. The Man on the Moon slides underneath the ropes and into the ring, taking a microphone being handed to him by the men who will be beside him in the War Chamber. Before he can even speak, the crowd begins to go nuts again, starting up a chant that goes all around the arena…

“CHRISTIAN!! CHRISTIAN! CHRISTIAN!! CHRISTIAN!!”



Christian:
I’m glad to be back.

~Sustained pop

Christian
:
I’m even more glad so many of you have forgiven and forgotten.

~The crowd lets out another pop for that, many around the ring clapping

Christian
:
Too bad I haven’t.

~The tone in Christian’s voice stops the applause, the men around the ring slowly stopping, as Cage’s eyes slowly start creeping back into the crazy zone…

Christian
:
Do any of you know what it feels like to be exiled by your own kind? Thrown out by those you tried to protect? Do you?

~No one has a vibe of happiness anymore…


Christian
:
I’ve been roaming the streets for what feels like a millennia, forced to sit and watch every single person here become subject to the very powers I warned them against. And I couldn’t help feeling like I should come back and save you.

~All eyes are on the intense Christian, who looks like he’s talking to the ground

Christian
:
But the thing is, after the way all of you treated me, I couldn’t help but feel like all of you deserved to be treated the way you have.

~Cage finally lifts his eyes off the canvas and towards the silenced audience

Christian
:
And that’s when I came to the thought that the only thing sicker than you rejecting, refusing, and exiling me…was me coming back for any of you.

~A look around the ring sees all the wrestlers’ eyes wide, as Cage points to not just the crowd, but them as well


Christian
:
I tried to save Rob Van Dam. I tried to save Shawn Michaels. But even they refused to take heed from me!

~Cage is intense as shit now, screaming into the microphone, even surprising the stoic Joe

Christian
:
But then I saw what happened to those I cared for while I was gone…and I knew that as soon as Mick Foley would let me, I would come back not for any one of you, but for what was dear to me. And what’s dear to me is the state of this very company.

~Cage finally turns to the men who will be beside him in the War Chamber

Christian
:
So let it be known that I’m not here for any of you and your cause to end this ‘war’. If any of you had listened to me in the first place, this ‘war’ would never have to have even happened.

~They all stare back in dejection

Christian
:
And I think it’s terrible that I have to be with any of you. Because I’m not like any of you. The only reason I’m gonna step into that Chamber in a few weeks is because I have to stop what I wasn’t allowed to before. Because somebody still has to save this company. Why are any of you stepping in there?

~Cage now gets very close to his teammates

Christian
:
You. Bryan Danielson. You’re stepping in there because they took Shawn Michaels out. Is that it? Because the man you looked up to was a victim? While your intentions may be noble, you’re not in this for the good of the whole. You’re in this for you.

~Christian stares a hole through Danielson before moving on to CM Punk


Christian
:
And you? CM Punk? What business is this of yours what’s going on? Because of what – pride? Is that what I heard you’re here for? For a misplaced sense of selfishness? You were just like the other masses that rejected me. And I can’t help but think that since your motives are a bit less noble than Danielson over here and quite unfounded…you’re even more of it in for no one but yourself.

~Cage damn near snaps Punk’s nose off before encountering a completely unflinching Joe

Christian
:
And then there’s you, Joe.

~The two come nose-to-nose

Christian
:
See Joe, if there’s anything I appreciate about anyone standing around this ring or beside you, you’re the only real one. The only one not putting on some guise and being a phony. You’ve made it abundantly clear since day one that you’re here for yourself.

~Joe’s hard stare breaks for a moment just for him to nod

Christian
:
I’ve been watching you the closest, Joe. I actually admire your crusade to take down the Worthy Legion one by one. The problem with that is, Joe, that you’re not doing it to save anyone. You’re doing it for a shot at the AOW Championship. Just so you can get your title shot. You’re doing it to save yourself. And that’s your only reason why. Even through your brutal honesty, you are more in this for you than anyone here.

~Christian turns away from his Chambermates and again looks as though he’s lecturing to the ground

Christian
:
Now I know these observations may shock some of you, but they shouldn’t. Because just like the moon sits over the entire night and watches everything that happens beneath it, I’ve been keeping a close watch on every one of you and holds knowledge.

~Christian barely looks up at those around him

Christian
:
And just because you chant my name now, because you eagerly await the moment where I can help liberate you, it does not make me obligated to be on your side.

~Christian looks completely up now before turning back to the men in the ring

Christian
:
And you people can bask in the light of the moon, but no matter what you do, you’ll never match it. None of you know what I know. None of you feel what I feel. And none of you am who I am.

~Cage’s increasingly intense eyes go from man to man

Christian
:
So at This is Exile, I will not defeat the Worthy Legion beside you. I will not defeat them because of you. I will beat them in spite of you. Because one of us has to be looking out for us all. Because in the end, this company will need saving…from itself.


On that, Christian drops the microphone hard against the canvas, the thud might as well being a bomb going off, as the entire Hammerstein has been silenced by the very hero they’ve been holding out for. Christian again goes outside the ring, those in his way parting, some staring at him with fear, as Cage walks back on up the ramp and through the curtain, never once looking back.

Joey Styles:
Well…um…a very haunting message from the returning Christian Cage to kick it off here tonight in what was supposed to be a hero’s welcome, but obviously…my word, Christian just ripped into the men who were supposed to be with him in the Chamber in two weeks!

JBL:
That’s the name of the game, Joey. To err is human, to forgive divine, an’ these fans think they’re some kind of gods that should be pandered to every moment, but bless Christian Cage for callin’ all these hypocrite mutants out.

Joey Styles:
I’m not talking about that, John, I’m talking about what just happened in the ring! Christian just spewed venom all over the guys he’s gonna have to trust to ‘save this company’, as he so claims.

JBL:
But he also claimed that no man in that ring knows what he does. He’s been away with nothin’ but his thoughts about how everyone’s rejected him for two whole months. That may not seem like a whole lot of time for you or me, but get an angry, bitter, an’ damn near crazy man alone for two months an’ you see how much you like people after it all.

Joey Styles:
An inauspicious start to Oblivion indeed, only two weeks away from This is Exile, our second ever Pay-Per-View, but we’ve got a whole lot in store tonight that hopefully washes that bad taste out of our mouths.


**COMMERCIAL BREAK**




We return from the commercial break to see The Mexicools standing in the ring warming up a bit, and playing to the crowd just a tad, perhaps trying to get them back into things after Christian slapped them all in the face. It doesn’t take much longer after that for “WELCOME TO WHITECHAPEL” to play over the sound system, as Paul Burchill and Brent Albright, known collectively as The Mercenaries, make their way to the ring with their ominous pipe organ music leading the way. Not long after they start walking, Carlito actually makes his way through the curtain, making sure to follow his ‘insurance policy’ all the way down the ramp and by ringside. When Burchill finally spots him, he looks confused, but Carlito tells him not to worry – “Carlito jus’ wants to see them destroyed in person!”

OPENING CONTEST
The Mexicools
v.
The Mercenaries

w/Carlito Colon


The match picks up after the feeling out process with a quickened pace, The Mexicools taking over things for much of the first two minutes of the contest, but The merciless Mercs soon capitalize on a Psicosis missed senton and begin to isolate him, picking apart the tender back. Burchill, the current legal man, wraps his arms around Psicosis in a bearhug to further weaken him, only to turn it abruptly into a belly to belly suplex that sends Psicosis all the way across the ring to the Merc’s corner. Albright comes in now, allowing Burchill to take Psicosis up in a backdrop position…before dropping him square on Albright’s knee!! Psicosis’ spine may be jarred on the move – 1…2…NO!! He still has the fight in him to keep going!

Albright keeps on the tender area, driving his knee repeatedly into the small of the back at a rabid pace. Carlito is enjoying this from the outside, but he enjoys it even more when Albright takes the cruiserweight and lifts him over his head in a military press…before completely jacking the spine by dropping it into a front powerslam!! Staying true to their nature, the Mercs unleash a great deal of pain, Albright looking for another cover here – 1…2…3-NO!! Psicosis still has enough in him to get out of that somwhow. Albright doesn’t cry over it for too long, opting instead to just tag Burchill back in. Burchill steps in about center ring, while Albright takes Psicosis in the catapult position before flinging him right at Burchill…WHO BEHEADS HIM WITH A LARIAT!! The momentous guillotine nature of the move tucks Psicosis’ head into his stomach, Burchill going for the vicious counter here – 1…2…3-NO!! Super Crazy intervenes, breaking the count!

Referee Goose Mahoney admonishes Crazy for his interference, but it doesn’t stop Crazy from pounding on Paul Burchill just a little bit before being instructed out. Psicosis reaches for his friend in the corner, but Burchill denies him this with another pair of clubs to the back, taking him up now and looking for the turnbuckle powerbomb…but Psicosis wiggles out of it, going over Burchill’s head and getting a sunset flip cover – 1…2…NO!! Psicosis shows little signs of life here, but it’s quickly put out when Burchill greets him with another beheading clothesline!

Burchill doesn’t go for a cover here. Instead, he digs both knees into Psicosis’ spine and lifts him over for a bow and arrow lock! The move is locked in deep, Crazy prompting his partner not to give p and the crowd to get back in this thing. After over a minute of what must be torture on the spine, Psicosis fights his way out by twisting while in the hold and just falls on top of Burchill! A cover – 1…2…NO!! Burchill gets out of the clever pin attempt! Burchill back to his feet quickly, only to be greeted by a Psicosis hurricanrana! Burchill is dizzied but gets back to his feet, Albright coming in to help him, but not before Psicosis jumps into his corner to finally tag back in Super Crazy!

Crazy’s hot tag gets the whole crowd back into it, immediately spotting both Burchill and Albright in the ring charging for him. Crazy makes one hell of a dynamic entry, leaping and bouncing off the top rope…SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY ONTO BOTH MERCS!! Super Crazy gets up from the big spot with a pumped fist before looking towards the outside to see a very worried Carlito, whom he rushes towards with suicide dive intentions…before spinning right back into the ring, leaving Carlito cowering away from a move that never comes. Instead, he looks up to see Crazy being the jokester once again, laughing at the took-the-feint Carlito. With the referee trying to get Albright out of the ring, Carlito gets his revenge on Crazy by pulling him underneath the ropes and chunking him like a missile into the steel ring steps!!

Carlito quickly rolls the now prone Super Crazy right back into the ring as Albright goes back into his corner, the ref seeing none of what just happened. Burchill recovers to see a neck-clutching Crazy at his feet, who he promptly takes in his grasp and nails a Regal-plex!! Crazy is dropped right back on his head and covered this time – 1…2…3-NO!! Psicosis jumps in and breaks the count! His back still on fire, Psicosis is pulled back to his corner, while Burchill drags Crazy back into his corner and tags his apprentice back in, the two of them taking Crazy as through they’re going to do a double back drop, but soon change momentums with a double facebuster!! But before Albright can perhaps make a cover on him, Psicosis, who still hasn’t been completely subdued, springs across the ring aid his partner, leaping at Albright who ducks, causing Psicosis to inadvertently, but pleasantly, take out Burchill!!

Both men crash to the outside, Albright with a face that knows Burchill won’t be happy about that, but he looks down at crazy for a delayed cover – 1…2…3-NO!! The distraction was enough for Crazy to breathe! Albright isn’t very happy now, and neither is Carlito for that matter, the youngest Merc now taking Crazy up for his own Regal-plex, but Crazy hooks his leg around Albright’s and prevents him from lifting him back on a few attempts.

While that’s going on, Psicosis is trying to crawl back into the ring, but Mahoney is trying to get him back to his corner. Carlito uses this moment to reach into his blazer and pull out his apple…takes a bite…and SPITS AT CRAZY…BUT CRAZY ESCAPES THE SUPLEX GRIP…CARLITO SPITS IN ALBRIGHT’S FACE!! It’s completely by accident, the look on Carlito’s face being one that’s absolutely priceless! As he backs away from the apron on the outside, something suddenly strikes him in the back of the head…IT’S AERO STAR!! Star kicks Carlito so hard, he falls flat forward, Star coming in through the crowd and now climbing over the barricade! Crazy now takes the apple-stunned Albright and rolls him up from behind for perhaps the upset – 1…2…{Burchill tries to crawl in…}3…!!!

TOO LATE!!

Winners: The Mexicools at (8:22)

THEY PULLED IT OFF!! The Mexicools shock the Mercs with a little bit of help from Aero Star and Carlito himself! Star and the Mexicools high tail it out of the ring as fast as they can, Star standing between the other luchadors and raising their hands as they have expressions that literally say ‘there’s no way we should’ve won that’. In the ring, Burchill and Albright are fussing with Carlito, who is claiming he didn’t mean to and is clutching the back of his head in complete confusion. Burchill damn near looks like he wants to break Carlito’s nose.


Joey Styles:
A HUGE upset for The Mexicools there, and Carlito Colon has absolutely no one to blame but himself for this one.

JBL:
NO HE DOESN’T!! He can blame Aero Star because it’s Aero Star’s fault! Damn that little jumpin’ bean!

Joey Styles:
You’re kidding me, Bradshaw! Star clearly showed up after Carlito had already shot himself in the foot by spitting the apple right in Brent Albright’s face, which might I add, he had no business doing in the first place!

JBL:
I agree! He had no business spitting in Albright’s face, but it was because he was thinking about Aero Star an’ his hatred for the Mexicools so much, he spat too early.

Joey Styles:
So you’re telling me that Carlito Colon prematurely ejaculated his apple while thinking about other men and that’s why The Mercenaries lost?

JBL:
I will remain professional despite that completely disgusting, distasteful, an’ juvenile remark.

Joey Styles:
Lighten up, Bradshaw. Aero Star and the Mexicools certainly look like they are, and we have good reason to be too! This just in to us here at the booth, we’ve got ourselves a main event! Christian Cage will be in action for the first time since being exiled from AOW against the so called ‘heir’ to the Worthy Legion, Kenneth Doane. Will Christian be able to keep everything together despite his mindset? Or will Doane be able to get the biggest win of his career and knock off the Legion’s biggest threat to date?



~Backstage, locker room area…


We see the glum faces of Team AOW minus Christian walking in. Danielson runs his hands through his hair before plopping on a bench, his Cruiserweight title dangling in his hands. Joe walks back some with his hands on his hips and a very angry look on his face, while CM Punk stand and runs his hands through his hair as well before plopping his Dynasty Championship on the bench next to Danielson.


Punk:
Well that turned out exactly how we intended it to go.

Joe:
Did you really have to say that? Do you really have to be that guy with the snarky hindsight?

Danielson:
Hey, guys. I know that didn’t exactly go the way we wanted it to go, but at least we know where his stance is.

Joe:
His stance doesn’t bother me, Bryan. A guy like that has every reason to believe what he does. It’s our own individual stances that bother me most.

~Joe walks closer to Danielson and Punk

Joe
:
I mean…yeah, I’m in this because I want to rip’em apart. And you’re in this because you’ve got vengeance on your side.
~Joe slaps a shoulder and points a finger on Danielson

Joe
:
…but the reason why you’re here, CM Punk…Christian brought up a damn good point. Why in the world would you want to be a part of this?
~Joe now gets close to Punk

Punk
:
I’m here because yes, I’m a proud guy. But I’m also here because somebody needed to deliver a bit of a warning shot to the Worthy Legion that we’re serious about taking them down.
~Punk, not backing down, gets in Joe’s face

Joe
:
And you’re so proud, that one guy had to be you, is that it?

Punk:
And what about you, Joe? Are you any less proud than me? You’re so full of yourself that you have to go on a one-man mission to take down the whole squad? Huh?

Joe:
Because at that point, it was my fight. I didn’t want help.

Punk:
Y’know, that kind of offends me, Joe. You saying you didn’t want help. That’s a spit in my face that I’m not good enough to be beside you.

Danielson:
Guys, please, stop this –

Joe:
No, Danielson, let him speak his piece. You might be a champion, Punk, but your motives are pretty damn shady.

Punk:
Take it how you want, big guy.

Danielson:
GUYS!! STOP IT!

~The two finally cease their bickering to see Bryan between them

Danielson
:
Look, we’ve got enough to deal with in the Worthy Legion. There’s no room for having to deal with each other. And I can guarantee that somewhere, Chris Jericho is laughing his ass off at us because we’re not on the same page. You think he won’t exploit that?

~Neither Joe nor Punk speak, knowing the answer to that

Joe
:
Oh, I know he will. That’s why I wanna make sure we’ve got no weak points. So how about it, Punk? I want you tested. You said last week you’ve never even defended that title, right? Then how about next week, you prove your worth to this team by defending it…against me.

~There’s a pop heard from beyond the walls, as the atmosphere just gets heavier, Joe extending a hand

Danielson
:
Now wait a minute -

Punk:
--you’re on.

~Punk shakes Joe’s hand WITH AUTHORITY~!, neither man letting their gaze from the other stop. Danielson is not pleased in the least, but he just shakes his head to show it. Suddenly, they’re interrupted when someone opens the locker room door and enters in Torrie Wilson

Torrie Wilson
:
Hey, guys. Is everything okay?

~The cheery first half of the statement is contrasted with the second one, as she clearly senses the tension in the air

Joe
:
I don’t know. Go ask your crazy ass boyfriend.

~Joe brushes past both her and Punk on out the door.

Torrie Wilson
:
He’s not my boyfr –

~She’s cut off this time by CM Punk not speaking and taking his Dynasty Championship and throwing it over his shoulder and brushes past her on his way out of the door now

Torrie Wilson
:
…what happened with them?

Danielson:
I don’t know. But Christian’s right. We just might need saving…from ourselves.

~Danielson looks at Wilson with sorrow before slinging his title over his shoulder and walking out of the room now, leaving Torrie Wilson to take in that Team AOW’s clashing personalities may have worms eating it from the inside already…


**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


We return from the break back to the lively Hammerstein, as “EXECUTORS OF EXCELLENCE” goes off the speakers and across the arena, as TJ Wilson comes through the curtain to a respectable pop, but he’s still sans injured tag team partner. Wilson is still pumped, as he could get he and Smith a match against the AOW Tag Champs if he pulls one out here.

“WORLD’S GREATEST” chimes out over the sound system, giving us both members of the World’s Greatest Tag Team, although only Benjamin is announced. Haas stays outside the ring after he and Benjamin do a special high five ritual, the crowd giving them some generous pops, but there’s some heat in there as well. Benjamin slides under the ropes and extends a hand to Wilson, who is very hesitant to shake after the attitudes of the WGTT when he last faced one of them…

MATCH 2
AOW Tag Team Champion Shelton Benjamin

w/Charlie Haas
v.
TJ Wilson


After a very amateur-esque exchange of moves for the opening three minutes, the two are at a stalemate as far as feeling out and mat skills, which surprises Benjamin very much, enough to force him to stop and nod his head with a ‘not too bad’ face, Haas matching his expression. The two approach one another again, with Benjamin pulling away this time with several hard shoulder blows to the smaller Wilson. Benjamin uses this advantage to whip Wilson across the ring, but the agile TJ dodges underneath two clothesline attempts before rebounding right back at Benjamin with a ridiculous spinning wheel kick!! The move surprises the hell out of Benjamin and gets a cover – 1…2…NO!!

The match rolls on, Wilson the one in command now, dropping a knee onto Benjamin for good measure. He gets him back up, only to set him up for a Russian leg sweep, but Benjamin fights his way out of that move with some elbows, grappling Wilson from behind, looking for a German suplex…NO! Wilson reverses the momentum and hits the wheelbarrow victory roll!! The same move that got him a win over Haas – 1…2…3-NO!! Benjamin frees himself from the move, both men back vertical and Wilson charging…right into a snap powerslam!! Benjamin whips Wilson violently against the canvas for his first cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Wilson still has life!

Even so, he’s clutching his head in pain, giving Benjamin time to take advantage here, taking Wilson in his clutches in a suplex position and lifting him up…and keeping him there for quite some time. Benjamin even bends his knees and springs back up a few times before finally dropping Wilson back with a beautiful stalling suplex. The somewhat proud flair of the WGTT hasn’t gone away, even with their attitudinal turnaround, Benjamin getting some heat for the move. He doesn’t seem to care too much, going over to take Wilson up here…but Wilson springs the trap and pulls him over into the small package!! 1…2…3-NO!! Benjamin breaks out of the surprise!

As both men rush back to their feet, Benjamin gets another surprise from Wilson when he lets loose a back kick to Benjamin’s gut that gets him doubled over, Wilson then snapmaring Benjamin over his shoulder, following that very quickly by kicking Benjamin square in the spine! The crowd ‘oohs’ along with the impact, Haas’ face even cringing a bit. As Benjamin displays the pain on his face as well, Wilson keeps him up and hits another kick to the spine!! This one gets the same reactions, Wilson following up on that by bouncing off the ropes twice before nailing the still sitting Benjamin with a low front dropkick to the face!! Benji’s jaw cracks on the impact, Wilson now with another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! The Tag Champion doesn’t die here!

Wilson is show the power of his strikes here, but they can’t put Benjamin away, prompting Wilson to take his opponent and try to whip him into the ropes, but he’s whipped instead. There is no rebound, as TJ grabs onto the ropes to keep from going anywhere. Benjamin takes the bait and charges at Wilson, who hits Benjamin with the backflipping kick that sends TJ right onto the apron and sends Benjamin reeling. The athleticism of the move gets a reaction from the crowd, Wilson now waiting on the apron…springboarding…SAMOAN DROP!! WILSON CAUGHT AND SLAMMED OUT OF THE AIR!! Benjamin turns things around in a hurry, covering Wilson here – 1…2…3-NO!! Wilson stays alive!!

The resilient Wilson gets a small applause of respect from Haas and a much larger one from the crowd, but Benjamin is getting frustrated a bit. Benjamin now takes the severely weakened Wilson and chunks him over his head with a belly to belly suplex! Wilson is chunked halfway across the ring, forcing himself to get back up in a corner. This doesn’t spell very well for him, as Benjamin is right there to follow him and crunch him between body and steel with a stinger splash!! Wilson then groggily drifts out of the corner and right back into Benjamin’s clutches, right into a flawless German suplex!! He keeps the bridge, this offensive flurry sure to get him something – 1…2…3-NO!! Wilson still won’t go down here!

How bad does he want this match against the WGTT? It seems pretty apparent that the answer is ‘pretty damn bad!’ Benjamin can’t help but look at Haas in somewhat disbelief, Haas only able to look back and shake his head. Benjamin looks down at the Canadian at his feet and shakes his head now, taking a few steps back and waiting for Wilson to get to his feet, getting ready to kick his head off…NO! Wilson dodges what may have been the Dragon whip and pulls Benjamin back with a school boy – 1…2…3-NO!! Benjamin throws the legs up!

Benjamin quickly springs back to his feet, Wilson taking a little bit more time, before dropping Benjamin with a double leg takedown…SHARPSHOOTER…but he can’t turn Benjamin over quite right….NO!! Benjamin sends Wilson away, but he rebounds off the ropes behind him right back at Benjamin, who is ready for him and catches him…EXPLODER SUPLEX…NO!! Wilson flips and lands on his feet!! Another incredibly athletic move by the young cruiserweight, but he loses his balance from the ferocity of the toss, forcing himself to the apron. He stalks a somewhat unaware Benjamin, again looking for the springboard neckbreaker…SUPERKICK!!! SUPERKICK!! SUPERKICK!! BENJAMIN F*CKING KICKS WILSON’S HEAD OFF!! Almost a re-enactment of Shelton’s infamous encounter with Shawn Michaels’ foot a few years ago, Wilson being damn near beheaded from the ridiculous superkick! The crowd pops huge for the move, Benjamin again countering his well-scouted foe, covering him one more time – 1…2…3…!!!

Winner: Shelton Benjamin at (9:35)

Close, but no cigar for TJ Wilson. Benjamin rolls off of his opponent to a huge pop, but Wilson is motionless. Haas runs into the ring to congratulate his partner, handing him his half of the titles and holding his hand high. Benjamin and Haas then remain in their ‘respectful’ mindset and both men lift TJ Wilson to his feet as he tries to figure out where he is right now, and both men pat him on his back before leaving the ring. Wilson has to lean up against the ropes after possibly being concussed, but the crowd gives the tag champs applause for the gesture.


Joey Styles:
A respectful gesture if I’ve ever seen one, but what an explosive way to end that match and get things kicking here on Oblivion.

JBL:
You people act surprised that Shelton Benjamin did that. I’ve been telling you people for weeks, no, months what these guys are capable of an’ now you wanna wake up an’ smell the roses.

Joey Styles:
We’ve all noticed, John, it’s just that I wasn’t sure if the World’s Greatest Tag Team was for real in their emotions and intentions, and they more than held onto their integrity. I do feel bad that TJ Wilson couldn’t get that match against them when Smith is healthy again, though.

JBL:
They’re rookies. They’ll have many, many more opportunities for big matches. But there’s a reason why the tag straps are where they’re at an’ that’s because there ain’t many guys better than Benjamin an’ Haas.




~Backstage, Green Zone interview set…


The Miz:
Mike “The Miz” Mizanin here, back on the job to give you the best damn backstage journalism you can possibly imagine. But there’s just one problem. The guy I’m interviewing is some dude I’ve never heard of before. I’m covering nobodies. How the hell did that happen? Am I really stuck here with freakin’ nobodies?

~Miz does not look happy at all in his whining

The Miz:
I mean, who did I piss off to have to be back here with the guy from Cool Runnings?

~The camera pans back off of Miz’s face to see that of a fresh faced Kofi Kingston, who doesn’t seem all too flattered at Miz’s comment

The Miz:
So tell me…Kofi Kingston? Is that your name? Tell me, Kofi, why do you think I’m back here interviewing you? Huh? Do you think Mick Foley has it in for me? ‘cause I sure as hell think he does. Why do you think Mick Foley has it in for me?

Kingston:
Because your hair looks like a burnin’ palm tree.

~Kofi takes a pot-shot at Miz’s colored mowhawk that gets a few chuckles

The Miz:
Really? Really? Really? Is that your best comeback? Really? Where are you from again? Florida?

Kingston:
I was born in Ghana to a Jamaican father an’ Ghanan mother. I was raised in Jamaica.

The Miz:
But that didn’t stop you from losing your debut match two weeks ago, did it? You walk into this company and you’re already a loser.

Kingston:
I came here to compete. When that happens, sometimes you lose. No shame in that. All that means is next time, I have go harder. I no care who it is. It can be Tyler Black again for all I care. But I promise I will compete an’ I will win.

The Miz:
YOU. LOST. Go back on your banana boat. AOW isn’t a place for LOSERS.

~Kingston’s done being nice, it seems…

Kingston
:
Y’know what, Miz? In one village from back home, the people were so poor, they didn’t have anything to break open coconuts with. So instead, they did somethin’ else. They taught me that somethin’ else. You wanna know what it was, Miz?

~Kingston veers very close to Miz now, forcing the little backbone he has to begin quivering and has Mizanin gulping

The Miz:
Uh…I don’t know…

Kingston:
They cracked’em open with their bare hands.

~On those words, Kofi cracks his knuckles and looms towards Miz to make him sweat even more, a look of terror consuming the douchebag


The Miz:
Thank you, Mr. Kingston, I hope you like your stay in the States, and better yet, AOW.

~Miz takes his tail and scampers away from the scene, leaving Kingston to smirk at his handiwork as we fade away…

Quote:
**Video Package**

We reach a black screen that soon comes to life in a desolate area in harsh sunrise, beckoning, no sound, until we hear a narrator

Narrator:
In the beginning…


As he speaks, the day seems to fast forward, the sun getting higher and higher in the sky

Narrator:
Light and darkness were separated


The day continues to be fast forwarded until the sun goes down, the moon rising in its place

Narrator:
Only one can exist while the other fades away.


The desolate place’s sand begins to swirl, conjuring images of AOW thus far, the first one of Shelton Benjamin suplexing London off a ladder…

Narrator:
But on February 3rd, 2008…


The sands swirl again, Jericho locking Michaels in the Liontamer, followed quickly by Finlay and Joe battling atop the Hammerstein Balcony

Narrator:
The light and dark shall clash once more…


Our view goes back up to the moon now, the night sky acting like a big screen, being played on it is the intense face of Christian Cage holding a chair over his head

Narrator:
But only one of them can remain in power…the other…meets exile.


The camera pans out a little bit, where we can see the silhouette of a man on a cliff, looking out at the moon. We can’t make out his face, being barely lit by the moon, but his figure seems familiar…




~AOW PRESENTS~
THIS IS EXILE
A THREE-HOUR PAY-PER-VIEW SPECIAL

FEBRUARY 3, 2008
IZOD Center – East Rutherford, New Jersey

**End Package**

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


We get back from the break once again focused on the ring, where Elix Skipper is shadow boxing around the ring, getting warmed up for a rare Oblivion match for him. His music is stopped when “THE PROUD WARRIORS (LOW JACK REMIX)” hits the stage, as Low Ki comes on through the curtain, this time not with Jack Evans. Ki doesn’t have his playful counterpart to keep up with this time, but he’s still getting a very warm reception as he slides into the ring with his ninja-like mystique following him. Ki looks towards Skipper, and the two nod in respect toward one another, possibly a reference to each man being the other’s first opponent in AOW.

Not too long afterwards, “COUNTRY BOY CAN SURVIVE” starts to play now, as Jamie Noble makes his way on through the curtain with his trailer trash snarl on his face. We haven’t seen Noble since his cap-off with Aero Star, but his rival isn’t here tonight, so he has a whole new crew of bodies to beat up on. The Pitbull slides into the ring and doesn’t acknowledge the heat he’s getting, pointing instead at his opponents and still declaring that “I’m nobody’s steppin’ stone!”

Stepping stone or not, the final sound we hear over the systems now is that of “LONDON CALLING” for the second week in a row, but instead of Brian Kendrick, this time it’s his equally insane best friend, Paul London. London high-legs his way on the stage for a second before running all the way down the ramp and sliding into the ring, taking in his generous pops and displaying more of his wackiness. But when the bell rings, London turns all business.

MATCH 3
~Cruiserweight #1 Contendership Mini-Tournament~
*Winner advances to Finals against Gregory Helms*
Paul London v. Low Ki v. Jamie Noble v. Elix Skipper


We pick up in the match roughly two minutes in, the match early on being divided into Ki v. Noble and Skipper vs. London, but when individuals start pulling away, Elix Skipper gets chunked over the ropes and to the floor, while Noble gets tossed up and over by Ki. We’ve got an interesting duel on our hands now, as London and Ki approach each other slowly before slapping hands in the center of the ring and locking up, Ki pulling away with an arm drag that London counters by landing on his feet and twisting it around and putting Ki in a hammerlock. London follows up on this by rolling back and pinning Ki down – 1…2…NO! Ki squibbles out of that, only to greet London on the recovery with a FLOORING ROUNDHOUSE. London’s whole body goes cold and falls to the canvas from that completely unexpected move, Ki with a cover here – 1…2…3-NO!! Elix Skipper is back in the ring to break things up and keep himself in.

The veteran cruiserweight pounds on Ki on the back before forcing him to his feet and pounding on him some more and putting him back down with a backdrop. He gets a cover there – 1…2…NO! Ki gets right back up and meets Skipper with a vicious CHOP(Wooooo!) that sends the vet reeling enough for Ki to bounce off the ropes behind him and rocket towards Primetime, only to be knocked down with a kick himself when Skipper nails him with the high crescent kick!! Skipper flashing some goodness here, as he covers Ki now – 1…2…NO!! Ki keeps himself in it, throwing his legs up and out of the pin, but gripping his head from the impact.

Skipper remains in control here, wrenching the arm of Ki before pulling him in for some shoulder block strikes. Elix then underhooks both of Ki’s arms on the short arm pull-in…butterfly suplex!! Impressively, the veteran keeps the bridge and has Ki down again – 1…2…MUSHROOM STOMP FROM LONDON!! London breaks up the count by stomping both feet on the guts of Skipper!! London’s back in this thing in an impressive way! He stomps on Skipper a few times before bringing Skipper up and attempting to whip him into the ropes, but it’s reversed. London shoots towards the ropes for the rebound, but Jamie Noble jumps up on the apron and lowers the top rope, sending London spiraling all the way to the floor! Noble enters now, but is immediately approached by Ki, who gets a hard elbow to the temple to knock him away. Skipper is next to rush him, but Noble uses his own momentum to duck and grab his legs over him…ALABAMASLAM!! WOW!! Noble absolutely drives Skipper’s head into the canvas, another dynamic entry, but a cover on this one – 1…2…3-NO!! Ki flies in to save his shot at the contendership!

Noble gets off of Skipper to see the warrior above him, Noble bashing Ki repeatedly with hard lefts and rights with his abrasive style. He then wraps Ki’s arm in a hammerlock before spinning him back out towards him for a hammerlock lariat, but Ki ducks underneath to greet Noble with a nasty headbutt that sends him reeling, propping up against the ropes for support. Ki goes back over to greet him with a flurry of precision strikes, but Noble fights right back to return it, ninja blows facing redneck knocks here head on. Ki pulls away after delivering a signature kick to Noble’s midsection, only to go for the springboard enzeguiri – NO!! Noble ducks and Ki lands flat, but he gets back up quickly, only to see Noble charging at him with a clothesline, but he ducks. Ki then goes rebounding off the ropes behind him as Noble rebounds again, both men CRASHING with a double clothesline!!

All three men in the ring are down now, Skipper still not completely in things after the ‘bamaSlam…but here comes London, climbing all the way to the top rope and overlooking his entire array of down opponents, possibly 450 Splash on his mind…BUT HE’S YANKED TO THE OUTSIDE BY…JACK HAGAR??? The hell is he doing here? And he’s not alone – his tag partner Nick Nameth is in tow as well, taking the pulled-from-high London and chunking him against the unmoving barricade!! There’s no DQ in a match like this, American Made oddly making their presence known here as they walk back with cocky flairs in both of their steps, vanishing back up the ramp as quickly as they appeared.

With London possibly out of things, the three men in the ring are back vertical, Noble elbowing Ki away only to be met with Elix Skipper, who hits him with a nice high knee before trying to hoist Noble onto the top rope, Skipper joining him. It looks like he wants a superplex here, but Noble fights back, causing Skipper to stumble. He fights right back though, both men now trading lefts and rights with Elix pulling away and getting the front headlock in…as Ki comes up from underneath Skipper and has him in a powerbomb position. The crowd knows where this is going, the whole place buzzing as it unfolds…TOWER OF TERROR!! THE SUPERPLEX/POWERBOMB COMBO!! The crowd is on their feet for that one, Noble flung all the way across the ring and rolling to the floor, Skipper down, but Ki isn’t, still in the corner and lifting himself up to the top rope…WARRIOR’S WAY!! WARRIOR’S WAY TO SKIPPER!! The massive double foot stomp crunches Skipper’s ribs as Ki covers emphatically – 1…2…3…!!!

Winner and ADVANCING to Finals: Low Ki at (8:12)

Low Ki drifts off of Skipper’s body, coming out on top of that one in climax fashion. The crowd is popping very nicely for The Warrior, Ki even breaking into a smile for only the second time in AOW. With that, his tag team partner won’t let him live it down, as we see Evans come from the back who was undoubtedly watching his pal take a step forward. Evans slides into the ring and takes note of Ki’s smile, getting a wider smile himself. Evans then does a little hip hop jig before giving Ki a hug and standing on one side of him while referee Justin King is on the other, both men raising Ki’s arms


Joey Styles:
What an impressive win for Low Ki in an incredibly high-octane, high-paced match! He’s goin’ on to face Gregory Helms to see if he can become the #1 contender for the Cruiserweight Championship!

JBL:
Good for Low Ki, but I don’t see him gettin’ past my man Gregory, but the kid has promise. But now he just looks stupid.

Joey Styles:
What do you mean? He’s celebrating! These are good times for Low Jack. They got their first chance at tag team gold last week, and this week, Low Ki’s got a shot to move up the division ladder. How is celebrating stupid?

JBL:
Because nobody gets excited when the big dance is announced, Joey. You get excited when someone asks you to the dance. All that happened there was Ki got wind of the dance, but if he can beat Gregory Helms, then he can celebrate like he’s the belle of the ball.

Joey Styles:
Did you just make a reference to prom night on a professional wrestling program?

JBL:
Not gonna lie on that one, Joey, that sounded better in my head.

Joey Styles:
Well taking nothing away from Low Ki’s big win here tonight, the bigger question might be surrounding American Made. Why the hell were they out here and why did they possibly cost Paul London the match?

JBL:
Everyone forgets because they’ve shown prowess beyond their years, but American Made are still rookies. What does every rookie, especially rookie teams, wanna do? They wanna get the spotlight, the attention, Joey. I’m not sure exactly why they did it, but I’m pretty sure us sittin’ here talkin’ about’em means it worked.

Joey Styles:
We’ll have to stay tuned for updates, but coming up on the other side of the break, our main event which has many combustible elements surrounding it – Christian Cage returns to in-ring action for the first time since being re-instated in AOW and he’s gonna take on the man who has been named the ‘heir’ to Chris Jericho’s Worthy Legion in Ken Doane. Christian shocked us all with his comments to kick off the show, and one can only imagine that the Worthy Legion is just waiting in the wings to eat Team AOW in their disagreements. A meeting between two of the men who’re gonna be locked in the War Chamber on opposite sides is coming up next!


As we see Ki’s arms being raised by his partner going back up the ramp, the screen suddenly starts being overcome with static. Eventually, the entire screen becomes consumed by the electronic noise, nothing showing up for a few seconds. When the static finally clears up, the image we get is that of Gregory Helms from the view of what looks like a home video camera that we haven’t seen in quite some time (and generates a pop from the crowd before all sound from the arena is muted)…

Helms:
Well, well, well. Look at this. It looks like we’ve figured out just who’s the guy who Gregory Helms is gonna be pinnin’ to get his shot at the Cruiserweight Championship! So congratulations, Low Ki. You’ve just sealed your fate. And you’ve also just been Hacked by Helms!

~Helms peers into the camera, cocky as always

Helms:
Oh yeah, folks. It’s back! And so am I – better than ever. See, a few months ago, at World Ablaze, I took Bryan Danielson to the absolute limit! I completely stole the show from the so called “American Dragon.” And after a cheap shot of using a foreign weapon, Bryan Danielson once again stole my Cruiserweight Championship away from me.

~Helms seems to believe this delusional line of thinking

Helms:
Now Low Ki, I know you call yourself a proud warrior. You live the by Warrior Code. That’s some deep stuff. And I’ve gotta respect that. But if my knowledge is correct, isn’t the ultimate dishonor for a warrior bringing embarrassment upon himself?

~Helms looks very inquisitive here, raising his eyebrow a la Dwayne

Helms:
So Low Ki, why don’t you save yourself the ultimate dishonor and just quit now while you’re ahead? Don’t make me have to get in that ring in two weeks and completely embarrass you. Because I promise you I will stop at absolutely nothing to get my hands on that Cruiserweight Championship that I rightfully deserve. I don’t care what I have to do or have to go through to get another shot at that damn Danielson!

~Gregs is almost shouting at the camera by this point

Helms:
So step aside, Low Ki. I’m gonna warn you right now – if you don’t, and you meet me across the ring at This is Exile, your Warrior Code won’t be able to save, because you will be twisted, mangled, and – heh – hacked…by…Helms.

*END TRANSMISSION*



Quote:
**Video Package**

We’re brought to a dark screen, seeing nothing, everything looking somewhat blurred, but it clears up after a moment or so. When the blur lifts, we are taken aback when a gold chain crucifix drops down from above and only leaves us with words emerging at the bottom of the screen…

THE SAINT IS COMING…

**End Package**

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**


~Ringside, announcers’ desk…


Joey Styles:
Welcome back to Wednesday Night Oblivion, ladies and gentlemen, where we’re just moments away from our main event contest, but before we get into it, there’s some news coming from aohdubya.com that lots of people are speculating on.

JBL:
It sure as hell does have a suspicious ring to it, Joey.

Joey Styles:
Reported earlier this week on our official website, the man we once knew as Rob Van Dam, now going by his birth name Robert Szatowski, will be in attendance at This is Exile.

JBL:
I think it’s awful fishy, Joey. Three weeks ago, the guy said he was done and done, but here he is coming back just to watch? I don’t think so.

Joey Styles:
I don’t think it’s very suspicious when a man just comes back to see what he loves to try and remember who he is.

JBL:
Then you obviously haven’t been watching wrestling for very long, Joey.

Joey Styles:
Indeed, the last time we saw RVD, Finlay had proclaimed he wanted to break him, and he appeared to be successful, but we’ll get our first look at post TAFKA RVD come This is Exile.

JBL:
But that’s not all we’ve got cookin’ at the big show, boyo.

Joey Styles:
Oh no, far from it, Jibbles. This just in hot off the presses, as you heard Gregory Helms confirm just a few moments ago, the finals of the Cruiserweight Championship #1 Contender’s Tournament will come to a head in just two weeks, where we will see the brash and brutal Gregory Helms see if he can get his rematch, but to do it, he’ll have to go through The Warrior, Low Ki.

JBL:
I said it before the break an’ I’ll say it again, I’m not gonna bet against my boy Gregory, but Low Ki is the perfect fighter. If Helms wants that title shot as bad as he says he does, as bad as he’s made me believe he does, he’s got a hellova challenger he’s gonna have to run through.

Joey Styles:
The cruiserweights who never smile will indeed be going head to head for the opportunity to face Bryan Danielson, but that’s certainly not all for This is Exile! Also just hot off the boards, we’re gonna have ourselves a six-man tag team contest that might serve as a very brutal preview for the upcoming AOW Trios Tournament. After the actions earlier tonight, the team of The Mexicools and Aero Star will take on the team of Carlito Colon and the Mercenaries!

JBL:
After what I saw in that ring earlier tonight, I think ‘brutal’ is the appropriate word to describe that. Carlito wants Star an’ the ‘cools dead, The Mercs want the Mexicools dead, an’ now, I think they even want Carlito dead!

Joey Styles:
Some dissention definitely in the ranks for that one for sure, but I think it pales in comparison to the dissention that we’ve seen here tonight between the ranks of Team AOW. Whatever their problems, they’d better get them sorted out before they step in the yet-unveiled War Chamber against The Worthy Legion.

JBL:
Probably the biggest match in AOW history and none of the guys representing the can get on the same page. That’s why the Worthy Legion will undisputedly stomp all over Mick Foley an’ his entire crew.

Joey Styles:
I quite beg to differ, JBL, because I’m quite confident that in the end, all the guys for AOW will form together and get on the task at hand.

JBL:
This ain’t a sports movie, Joey. There’s just too much between each man already for them to even be moderately successful. There ain’t gonna be no happy ending unless you’re goin’ with the Legion, an’ I think I am.


As he says that, “JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES” goes across the boards for the second time tonight, the crowd still cheering hard for the hero they’ve been looking for, as Christian Cage comes out for a second time tonight for his match. Christian stands on the stage and looks around not sure how to respond to the Hammerstein faithful still cheering him on despite what he said earlier in the broadcast, but then again, they are the Hammerstein faithful. Cage’s eyes are more intense than they were at the top of the show, rolling into the ring and sitting in a corner, merely staring hard at the canvas between his legs…

No one’s sure whether that’s some kind of psychotic meditation technique or what, but soon “KING OF MY WORLD” hits the threshold for the first time tonight, as Ken Doane comes through the curtain alone, his new purple colored attire being brandished and celebrated like it was when he first was named into the Legion. He has his cocky flair all over him tonight, but when he steps in the ring and looks at Cage, the arrogance leaves in lieu of a much more intimidated look.


MAIN EVENT
Christian Cage
v.
Ken Doane


The early goings of the contest are actually slow going, as Doane has indeed taken notes from his mentor in Jericho and is stalling as much as he possibly can before actually getting physical, asking referee Brian Hebner numerous pat downs on the crazed Cage, as well as constantly dipping out of the ring. This happens once more around the two and a half minute mark, Christian obviously agitated by this point, watches Doane take his stroll on the outside. The ref tries to stop him from going outside, but Cage stares at Hebner with his red, crazy eyes…and he moves aside, getting Christian to roam and chase Doane down, but the man who says he sees everything doesn’t see Doane’s position and gets the steel ring steps kicked into his knee!!

Doane’s stalling disappears, now jumping on Christian in a feral manner, taking the hunched over Christian and BOUNCING HIS HEAD OFF THE STEPS!! Christian reels, but Doane is right back on him, taking him by the head now, and CHUNKING HIM SPINE FIRST AGAINST THE STEPS!! Doane using the environment as a tag team partner here, finally taking Christian and rolling him into the ring for a cover – 1…2…NO!! Christian won’t go down that easily.

Doane then takes the possibly rusty Cage and wraps him up in a headlock, wrenching away at him. Christian takes several steps back and bounces off the ropes a little to give him momentum to throw Doane across the ring, who rebounds and nails Christian with a shoulder block. Doane bounces off the ropes a gain, hopping over Christian, and rebounding once more, only to get nailed in the face with a Christian dropkick! Perfectly placed, Cage covers – 1…2…NO! Doane doesn’t go down so, Christian tending to his knee a little bit after the move.

Doane rises to his feet, but Christian is right there to greet him with a hard CHOP(Woooooo!) that sends young Kenneth reeling into a corner. Cage takes Doane and looks to whip him into the opposite corner, but Doane again taking notes from Jericho stops the whip by taking Cage down by the tender knee with a chop block. Christian fights back when Doane tries to lock something in to further damage it, causing Doane to get frustrated a bit and hit Cage with a few hard rights before trying to wrench his neck off with a headlock once again. The commentators make note of how Kenny is making Christian and his gimp knee hold up his weight, but Cage shows his veteran prowess by not trying to backdrop Kenny in this spot, but instead getting close to the ropes and shifting his hips, hanging Doane up on the middle rope! Christian follows up on this by shaking the life into his knee before standing on the choking Doane, using the top rope as leverage! The crowd is loving that, Christian soon slingshooting himself to the outside…and SLAPS KENNY IN THE FACE!!

Kenny reels once more, Christian sliding back into the ring to start beating the living snot out of Doane, giving him hard lefts and rights repeatedly, his expression getting more and more intense with each passing blow. Kenny covers his head and situates himself between the ropes as so the referee will stop Christian from pounding on him. This gets the desired effect, as Cage backs away from the cowering Doane, keeping his intense gaze locked on him. As soon as there’s enough space, Doane rushes at Christian and rams him in the gut before delivering several blows of his own. He then takes Christian and whips him hard into the corner he just came out of, rushing towards Christian for another shoulder ram…NOBODY HOME!! Doane’s shoulder meets steel! Christian stays close after the dodge, leaping onto then off the middle rope…diving reverse elbow!! Cage now with a definitive cover – 1…2…NO!! Doane keeps himself alive!

Christian slaps the head of Doane before taking him back up and whips him into the ropes, lowering his head, but getting it kicked on the rebound from the brash youngster. Doane backpedals and rebounds off the ropes again, launching himself back towards Christian, who lies flat for him to go over once more. Christian times the rebound and goes for another dropkick…but Doane sticks to the ropes and Christian crashes to the canvas in vain! He gets back to his feet only to see Kenny rush back at him with a HIGH BOOT!! Doane nearly wipes the face off of Christian, getting back in this thing in a big way, going for another cover – 1…2…NO!! Still not enough!

Doane isn’t pleased with that and knows Jericho won’t be either, getting clenched teeth and stating to bound Cage with several more fists before picking him up and further damaging Cage with the shin breaker!! Cage yelps in pain, grabbing the now worked over knee and being forced back into a corner, sitting. Doane is licking his chops here, backing far away and charges looking to take off Cage’s nose with a facewash…but Cage stops him by pulling up on the top rope and nailing Doane with a back kick to the gut, doubling him over. Cage then leaps from the middle rope again…twisting sunset flip!! A cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Almost pulls the victory in!

The failed pin causes Christian to roll back to his feet, Kenny following suit and again going for the hurt knee, But Cage dodges it this time and turns up behind Doane, planting his face into the canvas with the one-man flapjack!! Christian is really building up some momentum here and Doane had better stop it fast, Cage now calling for everyone’s favorite twisting facebuster. Doane gets back up, only to feel his back being attacked when Cage tries to hit the UNPRETTIER…but Doane fights out, grabbing Christian from behind and pulling him over with the school boy – 1…2…3-NO!! The underhanded cover doesn’t get the win and the pin, Cage coming right back at Doane, who looks to surprise with the RKDOANE…NO!! Christian pushes Kenny away, prompting ‘The Heir’ to escape through the middle rope to the floor, again looking for some kind of recuperating time, but he doesn’t get it because Christian stays on him with the PLANCHA TO THE FLOOR!! Doane is flattened between the body of a crazed man and an unforgiving arena floor!! Christian rolls off of Doane’s body, his crazed expression still not having changed, yet he’s still getting a huge pop. Cage is completely ignoring the audience, staring intensely at Doane as he gets up and tries to pull Doane up as well, only for Doane to ram Cage’s spleen into the ring lip!

Doane wants to capitalize on a spot once again, running right back at Christian, but he gets back body dropped over the steel ring steps!! Doane flies clean over the steps and pounds the pavement, Cage peering at Doane’s body beyond the steps. Doane eventually wobbles to his feet only to see Christian charging at him, Doane trying to kick the steps into the knee again…BUT CHRISTIAN STOPS IT!! Ken is now staring directly into the face of a madman and has a wonderful ‘oh shit’ expression, Cage staring back at him like he legitimately wants to murder him. Doane again runs, rushing back into the ring at the referee’s count of six, Christian following him and trying to deliver a clothesline, but Kenny ducks underneath it and turns it into the backdrop-to-elevated neckbreaker drop!! Doane with another cover – 1…2…3-NO!! Christian still wants this thing to keep going!

Kenny with an impressive showing and can’t put it away quite yet, but he looks like he’s about to try, roaming to the top rope…SKY HIGH LEG DROP…DROPKICK OUT OF MID-AIR!! Christian again has a counter for Doane, dropkicking the guts out of the young stud on his way down – 1…2…3-NO!! Kenny still wants in this thing!! Not being surprised at the guile of the young one, Cage still takes Doane and wraps his legs up…CLOVERLEAF!! CLOVERLEAF!! Christian showing a submission move in his repertoire, Doane screaming in pain!! The crowd is still white hot on Christian, the crowd essentially telling Doane to tap out here, but Kenny keeps inching closer and closer to the topes…BEFORE GRASPING THEM!!

Kenny grabs the bottom rope for dear life, forcing Cage to unhook the brutal hold…but Christian doesn’t do it right away. He keeps the hold synched in for so long, that Hebner has to begin the count. Christian’s unstableness may be on display there, as he still doesn’t let go for a while, forcing the ref to physically yank Christian off, which does not get a look of approval from the Instant Classic. Doane’s spine has been wrapped in ways it shouldn’t but he still climbs up the ropes to get to a vertical base. But while Hebner is still trying to admonish Christian, Kenny goes into a corner…and undoes the protective padding, exposing the turnbuckle completely. As Cage gets past the referee, he immediately walks right into a Doane thumb to the eye, giving Kenneth time to rebound off the ropes behind him and come back at Christian with a clothesline, but Cage wraps around it…INVERTED DDT DROP!! Doane’s head is planted, as Christian begins to feel that the end is very near, lying in wait for Kenny to recover before taking his arms and looking for another UNPRETTIER…but Kenny shoves him away into the exposed corner…CAGE STOPS HIMSELF!! Seeing the illegal metal ring, cage halts himself before hitting the corner, causing Doane to rush after him and push the issue…only to HIT THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE HIMSELF!! He drifts backwards, right into Christian’s arms again…UNPRETTIER!! UNPRETTIER!! As beautiful as when he left, Cage covers – 1…2…3…!!!

Winner: Christian Cage at (12:32)

A scrappy showing by Doane can’t damper a successful return from Christian Cage, who gets a huge pop from the Hammerstein, but it’s quickly stopped by exactly what we thought it would be – THE WORTHY LEGION JUMPS THE RING!! Lashley, the man who did the exiling, jumps in the ring and takes Christian down with a double-leg, forcing him to fight as soon as he’s done fighting!! The crowd immediately breaks into boos and hisses, as Chris Jericho develops from behind the curtain, Paul “The Great” Wright by his side, and the AOW Championship thrown over his shoulder. Jericho is in absolutely no hurry to get to the ring, Wright eventually walks ahead of Jericho to the ring, where we get another shot of the ring, where Christian has begun fighting back at the man who directly caused him much grief.

The two roll around in a brawl until Ken Doane recovers enough to pit the numbers against Cage, stomping on him and distracting him long enough for Lashley to get the upper hand again, taking Christian and GORING him into a corner, delivering rib-crunching shoulder thrusts with each gear! Lashley then takes Cage and chunks him out of the corner back at Doane, who aptly delivers the RKODOANE!! By this time, Wright is ready to enter the ring, stepping over the ropes. Lashley and Doane take the dead weight of the carcass in their hands and lift him up as Wright cocks his fist back ready to blow Christian’s head off…but he stops when Jericho reaches ringside. The three Legion members look at Jericho, who smirks sinisterly as his only cue, which gives Wright the go-ahead to deliver the knockout punch…but Christian fights back!!

Cage delivers a hard forearm to Wright before turning to Doane and delivering one to him too, before turning to Lashley and giving him a hard CHOP that has him curling his chest, but Cage rapidly spreads the CHOPS around to all three men, rabidly going from man to man to keep himself alive!! The crowd is lighting up for Cage fighting for himself, but in the blink of an eye, he gets struck by the KNOCKOUT PUNCH. Cage goes down hard, but as the crowd dies back down, they come back to life, as coming through the curtain is Torrie Wilson, pointing towards the ring because down the ramp come the rest of Team AOW – Danielson leading the way for Joe and Punk not far behind!! They may be far too late, but seeing them springing makes Jericho get the heck out of the way, leaving two teams of three to go at it on each other – Danielson on Doane, Punk on Lashley, and Joe on Wright.

Jericho isn’t hauling ass aimlessly – no. He’s making a beeline for Wilson, who has come about halfway to the ring. She falls as she tries to back away from Jericho, who grabs her by the hair and brings her up and forces her to look at the anarchy in the ring, men brawling all over the place with Christian KO’d in the midst. We then hear Jericho yell something, only for Doane and Wright to get out of the ring, Wright sending Danielson crashing. Lashley is left behind, as Punk has worn him down some, leaving him to Joe. Joe shoves Punk aside to get a piece of Lashley, but Punk pushes back and tries to go at him, only for Joe to push back again. The two then are seen arguing in the middle of a chaotic situation, which allows Lashley to DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE both men and scurry out of the ring in one smooth motion. That motion continues when Jericho pushes Wilson down the ramp, right towards a still charging Lashley…WHO SPEARS TORRIE WILSON IN TWO!!!


Joey Styles:
Oh…oh my god…what on earth…?

JBL:
The hell…?

Joey Styles:
Just when we thought the Worthy Legion couldn’t get any more low…they just destroyed a defenseless woman!

JBL:
This whole place is silent…

Joey Styles:
I’m still searching for words…oh my…the dissention in the ranks may have cost Team AOW and Christian more than they imagined…this is disgusting…


The final image we get of this edition of Oblivion is the Worthy Legion with very satisfied looks on their faces at their absolutely monstrous actions, while a team of paramedics rush past them and go to Wilson, and in the ring, we see members of Team AOW paralyzed in powerlessness as they look at what their dissent has caused, Christian staring hardest of all with absolutely heartwrenched eyes. Danielson tries to help him to his feet, but he throws him back and looks back up the ramp, points and screams at the top of his lungs, a silent arena giving way to a distraught hero –


“YOU SONS OF BITCHES!! YOU’RE MINE! YOU’RE ALL MINE, YOU BASTARDS!!”


Fade…

To…

Black…


END SHOW



THIS IS EXILE
IZOD Center – East Rutherford, New Jersey
February 3rd, 2008
*Current Card*

~FIRST EVER WarChamber Match~
~Team AOW~
Christian Cage, Samoa Joe,
Cruiserweight Champion Bryan Danielson & Dynasty Champion CM Punk
v.
~The Worthy Legion~

AOW Heavyweight Champion Chris Jericho, Bobby Lashley, Ken Doane & Paul “The Great” Wright


~Grudge Tag Team Match~
Aero Star & The Mexicools v. Carlito Colon & The Mercenaries

~#1 Contendership for the Cruiserweight Championship~
Low Ki v. Gregory Helms




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