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We cut to an image of Stephanie McMahon on the titantron in formal attire ready to address the crowd.
Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight on the first episode of WPWA Temptation, I have designed a special tournament to decide who will become the first Oceania Champion. I have selected eight of the finest wrestlers we have on the roster to compete in an elimination-style set of matches, all randomly drawn. The winners of these matches will go on until we have found our sole survivor. Four quarter-finals matches will be starting off the Tournament tonight. I have also created a Battle Royale to determine who will become the first Vixen's Champion, showcasing the finest women wrestling the world has to offer.
I wish good luck to all the contending competitors and I hope you enjoy the show.
A shot of Stephanie McMahon smiling appears before cutting out.
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The camera shows random shots of the crowd who are completely ecstatic before cutting to the announcer's desk.
Grisham: Welcome everyone to Wednesday Night Temptation. Im Todd Grisham and I will be calling the action with my partner, the lovely Allison Danger.
Danger: In your dreams, Grisham. You're lucky I'm here to carry you through the broadcast, let alone be referred as your "partner." As long as the Temptation Vixen's perform a good show tonight, I'll be happy I took this position.
Grisham: Don't forget the HUGE 8-man Oceania Tournament we are preparing for with the randomly-drawn matches. Those should be high caliber matches with great results.
Danger: It's always about the men, isn't it? Sure, I can understand the appeal you might have with them grappling each other shirtless for countless minutes. Is that why you agreed to do commentating?
Grisham: Uh no, we were drafted here... however, let's get this show underway with our gorgeous ring announcer, Lilian Garcia.
The camera shows a shot of Lilian standing in the centre of the ring with the crowd still showing signs of being excited.
Garcia: The following contest is an Oceania Championship Tournament quarter-finals match, scheduled for one fall!
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Garcia: Making his way to the ring, first, from Battle Creek, Michigan, weighing in at 237 pounds...
The titantron explosions go off and out walks RVD to an ovation. He gets to the middle of the ramp and readies his thumbs.
ROB... VAN... DAM!
He slides underneath the bottom rope and spins around, following up with the crowd chanting his name as he does his signature thumb taunt again.
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Garcia: And his opponent, from Hollywood, Florida, weighing in at 221 pounds... Dolph ZIGGLER!
The crowd gives a harsh welcome as Ziggler comes out brushing his hair back, flicking the sweat towards the crowd. He cockily makes his way down the ring and slowly enters the ring.
Grisham: For the record ladies and gentlemen, this match will be a first time ever as these men have never squared off against each other one on one before. Should prove for an interesting contest.
Danger: For the absent-minded, sure. Anyone with half a brain in their heads would realise that Ziggler already has this all patched up.
Grisham: Those with the whole thing wouldn't discredit RVD.
The referee signals for the bell and both men go for a lock-up, but Ziggler ducks and clutches the stomach of RVD. He lifts him up and plants him to the mat, whilst still holding on. RVD quickly switches positions and locks the head of Ziggler who immediately rolls out. Ziggler and RVD find their bearings as the crowd applaud for the clean opening. The two go for another lock-up, but RVD sweeps the feet of Ziggler. RVD goes for a spinning leg drop, but Ziggler moves out of harms way and tries for an elbow drop. He hits canvas and RVD locks in a headlock again. Ziggler wriggles out and applies a hammerlock whilst grounding RVD. The two struggle before RVD flips Ziggler off, allowing for him to get up. The crowd are move vocal this time as the two both lock-up cleanly where Ziggler gets a headlock of his own. RVD sends him for an irish whip and does the leg splits. Ziggler jumps over him and RVD lifts up his legs, sending Ziggler flipping through the air and to the ropes. There, Ziggler uses the aid of the ropes to lift him but is met with a clothesline that sends him over the rop. The crowd is pumped as RVD hits a plancha attack on Ziggler. Dazed, Ziggler uses the barricade to get up as RVD gets into the ring. He readies himself but Ziggler throws his hands up and begins to walk out with the crowd booing.
Grisham: Where does he think he's going?
RVD exits the ring and follows him up the ramp. As he is about to grab Ziggler, he gets sucker-punched to the jaw. Ziggler throws RVD into the side barricade shoulder first. RVD writhes in pain as Ziggler gloats.
Danger: Dolph "hook, line and sinkered" Rob with that one. Great way to lure him in.
Ziggler has RVD near the apron and pushes him into the steel steps, exposing the ring post. He picks up RVD and rings his arm around the post to damage the injured shoulder. He breaks the pressure at the referee's 4 count and gets RVD into the ring. He goes goes for a cover... 1... kickout. Ziggler immediately uses a key lock and rolls both himself and RVD onto their stomachs. Ziggler slowly begins to perform a headstand to maximise leverage. He drops down with a thud and sends a wave of pain to RVD's shoulder. He goes for it again, but RVD moves back a few inches and extends his leg to the bottom rope. Ziggler does not let go until the count of 4, with the referee forcing Ziggler to break up the hold. He remains on the attack with a flurry of kicks to the injured shoulder as RVD gets up. As Ziggler goes for another kick, RVD grabs his leg and goes for the step-over spinning wheel kick. Ziggler avoids the contact at the last second and moves away. RVD gets up and is met by a dropkick by Ziggler. He looks over the entire crowd with a smirk on his face and brushes back his hair, dispersing the sweat at RVD. He hits the jumping elbow drop and goes for a cover... 1... 2... kickout. A little frustrated, Ziggler argues with the referee. He locks in another key hold and applies the pressure with RVD having nowhere to go. The referee checks on RVD but he doesn't let up. The crowd begins to rally support for RVD who slowly gets up. He delivers a few elbows to Ziggler and he realises the hold. RVD runs off the ropes and attempts a clothesline, but Ziggler avoids and hits a german suplex with a bridge... 1... 2... kickout. Immediately, Ziggler goes back to the injured shoulder with a modified bodyscissors.
Danger: Dolph has been relentless in his attack to catch Rob out. He has been dissecting that shoulder for a lot of the match.
Grisham: Van Dam hasn't given up thus far and neither have the fans. Dolph needs to do more than this to put him away.
The crowd is at their peak in supporting RVD as he attempts to get up again. He gets to a vertical base and hits Ziggler with enough elbows to let go and daze him. RVD hits a few kicks for good measure and runs at his with a clothesline from his good arm. He hits a couple more, followed by a running spinning crescent kick. They both get up and Ziggler goes for a kick of his own, which is blocked and RVD this time hits the step-over kick that forces Ziggler to the corner. RVD uses the good shoulder to hit some turnbuckle thrusts and then monkey flipping Ziggler across the ring. He sets up and delivers the rolling thunder. He goes for a cover... 1... 2... kickout. RVD ascends the turnbuckles to hit his finisher. As he prepares for it, Ziggler rolls underneath the bottom rope and onto the apron. He runs at RVD still perched and he gets a kick for his efforts. RVD jumps off and gives Ziggler a diving super kick sending him to the floor with RVD crashing to the canvas. RVD slowly rolls to the outside and follows to where Ziggler is. He picks him up and suplexes him onto the crowd barricade, leaving him to hang. He climbs to the apron and RVD looks to the fans as they cheer him on and does his signature thumb taunt. He performs the spinning kick but miss as Ziggler slides back into the crowd. Confused and exhausted, Ziggler regains himself as the referee is up to the count of 5.
Grisham: What an opening match to start the show. These two are really digging deep so they can advance in the Tournament.
At the count of 9, Ziggler and RVD make it back inside the ring and trade blows with the crowd booing and cheering, respectively. This continues until Ziggler kicks RVD in the gut. He runs runs off the ropes to hit a leg drop bulldog, but RVD counters the attack and pushes Ziggler away. RVD aims for a Roundhouse kick, but Ziggler ducks and applies the SLEEPER HOLD! RVD is flailing about and tries to grab the ropes, but misses each time. RVD quickly switches around and delivers a northern lights suplex to Ziggler, much to the delight of the crowd. RVD doesn't go for the cover and takes the time to recuperate. He waits for Ziggler to get up and hits a spinning kick on him. He goes to the turnbuckle and quickly climbs to the top. He leaps off and hits the FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH! 1... 2... 3!
The bell rings and RVD's music hits with the ref holding his hand high. The crowd is cheering for the victory.
Garcia: Here is your winner, ROB VAN DAM!
Grisham: Van Dam is the first man through to the semi-finals of the tournament and what a win he accomplished here.
Danger: He got lucky there, Todd. If it wasn't for the amount of sweat that Dolph generates from wrestling in perfection, Rob wouldn't have been able to slip out of the sleeper.
Grisham: Nevertheless, RVD advances.
The crowd celebrates with RVD as Ziggler has rolled to the outside clutching his ribs and heads up the ramp with the referee checking on him.
We cut backstage where Madison Rayne is walking through the corridor with her bags. She tries to keep a low profile as some of the other Vixens notice her going through. Michelle and Layla step in front of her to stop her from walking.
Oh, look Shelle... it's The Beautiful Person.
Like, I know. Big fan, big fan.
Madi Rayne! Oh it's good to finally meet you!
Layla hugs her but Madison doesn't hug back.
Michelle, Layla... I don't know what you are trying to do but those days are over. I'm not rolling with them anymore, I'm on my own and I'd like start my life fresh.
Layla retracts her hug and Michelle grows concerned.
Whoa whoa, slow down there. REAL TALK! You can't give up the fashion.
The make-up.
The shoes.
The popularity.
That's exactly what I was going to say.
No way, you're lying!
No I wasn't...
Madison rolls her eyes as the two begin to get carried away and brushes past them.
Excuse me?
Where's the manners?
Madison continues to walk off ignoring them.
Oh, she did not just do that!
We cut back to the ring with Lilian ready to address the crowd.
Garcia: The following contest is an Oceania Championship Tournament quarter-finals match, scheduled for one fall!
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Garcia: Making his way to the ring, first, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 183 pounds... Evan BOURNE!
Evan jumps out and gives the peace sign to the fans, who are giving him a big cheer. He claps the hands of the fans and jumps underneath the bottom rope. He poses on the turnbuckle before the lights go out.
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A spotlight comes on to reveal Ken Anderson standing on the rampway, with a mixed reaction being given. He cockily makes his way to the ring taunting both the fans and Evan. He enters the ring and requests for a microphone from the ceiling. His music dies out as he grabs it and clears his throat. He taps the mic a couple of times to check if it's on.
Anderson: Well... well... well... a tournament, huh? While it could be considered a great idea from a business perspective, there really is no point making this involving the man who is currently standing in the ring tonight at an absolutely freakin' massive 243 and a quarter pound... he hails from GREEN BAY, WISCONSINNNN... MMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSTTEEEERRRR... A...
The crowd finishes the rest of his name but Anderson stands in the ring shaking his head at them in disgust.
Fool you once, shame on me... KKKKEEEEENNNNNEEEEDDDDYYYY!...
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K...
Again, the crowd says his name and Anderson has an unamused look on his face. He is very displeased with the crowd.
Fool you twice, shame on you... AAAANNNNDDDEEERRSSSOOONNN!
Not only will this man advance through the Tournament by beating the holy living crap out of this sad excuse for a man, but I will...
Evan Bourne hits a high knee to Ken Anderson and he continues the attack with some kicks as the lights return to normal settings and the referee signals for the bell.
Danger: Why did that pip-squeak do that for?
Grisham: I guess he couldn't take anymore of Anderson's voice. I don't blame him either.
Anderson is in the corner as Bourne hits a standing enzuigiri, making Anderson stumble out of the corner. Bourne quickly ascends to the top rope and hits a diving double knee drop. He goes for a quick pin... 1... 2... kickout. Before Anderson can get to his feet, Bourne runs at him with a dropkick to the face followed by a standing moonsault. He goes for another cover... 1... 2... kickout. Bourne measures Anderson with a roundhouse kick, but it's countered into a back suplex. Both men take their time getting back to a vertical base that allows Anderson to get a solid knee lift on Bourne, slowing down the pace. He picks Bourne up and pounds him with a side slam backbreaker and covers him... 1... kickout. He lifts Bourne up who gets some kicks to the legs of Anderson and switches the momentum. A spinning savate kick connects to Anderson's torso that sends him flailing. Bourne runs off the ropes and attempts a headscissors takedown, but Anderson counters and flips Bourne onto his shoulders. He shakes his head and carries Bourne around the ring until he gets to a turnbuckle and ascends it with Bourne still laying across his shoulders. Anderson lets out a scream to signal for THE PLUNGE... but Bourne counters and turns it into a hurricanrana. Anderson is out of it and Bourne looks towards the crowd. They cheer for him and he goes to the top of the turnbuckles. He goes for the AIR BOURNE... but Anderson moves out of the way just in time. Bourne tries to get up to his feet as he clutches his stomach, but Anderson rolls him up for a pinning cover, using the tights and the ropes for leverage. The referee doesn't see this occur and counts... 1... 2... 3!
The referee signals for the bell, the crowd boos and Anderson quickly slides under the ring whilst his music hits.
Grisham: Ken just used the ropes to get a cheap victory. Evan was in control the entire match and he couldn't keep up with his offense.
Danger: All is fair in love and war, Todd. He saw an opportunity and he seized it. You don't want to let something like advancing in this tournament slip through your fingers.
Grisham: What he did was illegal. If the referee knew...
Danger: Oh stop complaining, would you? And you were the one saying you can't stand someone else's voice. Geez...
He celebrates and makes his way out as Evan is immediately up and can't believe what has happened. He pleads his case to the ref but he keeps the decision standing. Anderson is on the outside with a microphone in hand, clapping slowly at the performance. His music dies out again.
Anderson: ... And the winner... of the match... the man who will go on, to win the entire Tournament... and become the first ever and NEW Oceania Champion... MIISSSTTTEEERR KEENNNEEDDY...
ANNDDDERSSONNN!
Ken drops the portable mic on the ground, making a loud feedback noise, and heads up the ramp. His music fades back in as Evan does not look happy. The fans try and cheer him up, but to no avail.
We cut backstage to where Kurt Angle, Goldust & Yoshi Tatsu are watching what has just happened via a television set in a locker room. Kurt shakes his head.
Man, tough break for Evan. I tell you, that kid's got a future if keeps up that work. I wonder what it'd be like to wrestle him?
I know personally from experience that he is a hard hitter. You're chest is going to get quite a bruising from those kicks. It's best to do some pre-match breathing exercises like I do... here, watch.
Goldust takes a deep breath in whilst slowly touching himself. He exhales like he is having an orgasm, that catches Kurt and Yoshi off-guard.
Er... yes...
Angle turns his attention to Tatsu.
Yoshi, I've seen some of your work against Bourne though and I must say, you were quite impressive.
Yoshi bows.
Thank you.
You're a rising star yourself.
Yoshi bows again.
Thank you.
What was your strategy?
Yoshi bows once more.
Thank you.
Kurt looks quite confused at Yoshi.
You'll have to excuse him, Kurt. His English is quite limited. I've been mentoring him on how to speak the language properly.
I can see how your progress has come along...
At that moment, the locker room door can be heard slamming open. All three get a little startled, with Goldust having a bigger freak out than the rest. Drew McIntyre enters the scene and stares down the three men.
We need to talk, Kurt.
Goldust escorts Yoshi outside and the door can be heard closing. Angle and Drew face each other.
Drew.
That's Mr. McIntyre to you.
Not sure if you know this, but I used to be a King once. You should treat someone of royalty with a little bit more respect.
I'm not here to play silly little games with you, Angle. I came here to give you an offer you can't refuse.
And what would that be?
Considering two matches of the tournament have already passed, that leaves us with two matches left... meaning four people who have yet to compete. You and I, are two of those four people. Now, the chances of us facing each other are much lower than facing different opponents. You know as well as I do that both of us truly deserve to be the champions and not anyone else. So, why don't we make sure both of us advance through tonight by helping each other win our respective matches? You scratch my back and I scratch yours.
Drew gives a sinister smirk and extends his hand. Kurt looks down and lifts his head back to face McIntyre.
I'm sorry, Drew, but I'm not buying it. There is a chance we could be facing each other and you stabbing me in the back. I'm also quite experience in Tournaments. Did you know I won an Olympic Gold Medal with a broken neck? So thanks... but no thanks. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to do some warm-ups.
Drew looks quite disappointed and frustrated, but quickly calms himself and smiles. He retracts his hand and allows Kurt to pass through to exit the locker room. Drew still smiles as the scene ends.
We cut back to a shot of the announcer's table with
Grisham: I don't trust that McIntyre one bit. It's a good thing Angle didn't stoop to Drew's level.
Danger: Why? He passed up a great opportunity to guarantee him victory but it seems his male pride has gotten the better of him. Sometimes I wonder how men can think so simplistically.
Grisham: Or how complicated women can be...
Allison glares at Todd who is adjusting his tie and looks in a different direction. We switch camera angles to view the ring.
Garcia: The following contest is an Oceania Championship Tournament quarter-finals match, scheduled for one fall!
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Garcia: Making his way to the ring, first, being accompanied by Luke Gallows and Miss Mancini, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 225 pounds... CM PUNK!
Punk walks out with his hands held together with Luke by his side, looking menacingly at the crowd who are booing him quite immensely. Punk gets down on one knee and taps his wrist, rotating his arm as he gets up and skips down a couple of steps. Luke heads around to ringside as Punk climbs into the ring and gets on the top rope, signalling for the end. His music dies down as he descends the turnbuckles.
Garcia: And his opponent, from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 235 pounds...
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... R-TRUTH!
Grisham: These two have met before in the squared circle and they know each other very well. How will they fair with the implications at hand?
Danger: I think they are going to wrestle to determine a winner here... idiot.
A few moments pass and there is no sight of R-Truth, with everyone looking on in confusion. His musics stops and is replayed again. The same thing happens as no-one comes from the entrance way. The referee and Lilian begin to talk for a minute whilst CM Punk stands in the ring ready for battle.
Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, due to a forfeit, the winner of the match... CM PUNK!
The crowd begin to elicit boos as Punk looks quite surprised by the victory. Luke hops into the ring and begins to celebrate with him. The referee raises his hand and Punk just shrugs as he looks back at the rampway.
Danger: It seems someone has gotten the butterflies.
Grisham: I don't think it's that. There is something a little fishy about all this. Truth would never give up an opportunity to become a champion.
CM Punk stands in the middle of the ring arms outstretched as Luke rubs his shoulder with his eyes closed.
We cut backstage to Madison Rayne in a locker room who is tying up her boots when two figures stand next to her. She sighs and continues tying.
Look girls, I thought I was pretty clear...
Madison looks up to see that it isn't who she thought it was as she fins Sarita and Taylor Wilde standing there. Rayne gets up looking a little worried.
Were not here to confront you like Lay-Cool just did.
We are just here to say that we are proud of you for coming to your senses. Being in a clique isn't always the way to achieve things in life. You always had what it takes to make it on your own.
Thanks guys, I appreciate it.
Hey, just because we are being nice doesn't mean we won't take you lightly out there tonight.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
Sarita and Taylor walk off as Madison Rayne smiles, who soon exits the locker room.
We cut back to the ring where Miss Mancini & Lay-Cool are waiting, with the latter talking to each other.
Garcia: The following contest is an Over-The-Top-Rope Battle Royale for the Vixen's Championship. Already in the ring, representing the Straight-Edge Society, Miss Mancini!
And the team of Michelle McCool and Layla!
Danger: The match that everyone has been waiting to see. The REAL eight stars of tonight's broadcast, the Vixen's. This should be an interesting contest. Whoever wins the championship will deserve it as the amount of skill and talent in that ring is unmatched, even with only three of them in there.
Grisham: With that being said, time for a bathroom break.
A quick shot of Todd is shown putting down his headset and heads to the back, leaving Allison in disbelief.
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Garcia: From the ashes, Beth PHOENIX!
Beth does her signature pose with a mixed reaction by the crowd and continues down the ramp to get onto the turnbuckle, flipping back in the process.
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Garcia: From Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Taylor WILDE!
The fans cheer as she comes onto the stage and points to the crowd she gets halfway down the ramp and stops.
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Garcia: From Mexico City, Mexico, SARITA
She does her signature pose to a cheering crowd and walks up to Taylor who do their butt bump and both enter the ring.
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Garcia: From Seattle, Washington, Madison RAYNE!
As comes out to a mixed reaction and walks down the ramp, doing her last minute stretches. She gets into the ring and everyone stares each other down at separate points of the circle.
Garcia: And finally... from Calgary, Alberta, Canada...
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Garcia: Natalya NEIDHART!
She walks out to a huge cheer and makes her way down to ringside, clapping the hands of the fans on the way through.
Danger: So our mystery eighth entrant is none other than WPWA Excellence's own Natalya from the Hart Dynasty! Wow, what a name!
At that moment, Grisham comes back and sits in his chair with the headphones back on.
Grisham: Ah, that's better... but to clarify things up, Natalya is still apart of the Excellence brand and is appearing here due to a "talent exchange" since our brand is the only one with an actual female division.
Allison is at a loss for words as the scene cuts back to the ring where the referee signals for the bell.
The girls hesitate until Mancini begins to attack Natalya, insighting Lay-Cool and Sarita/Wilde to go at it as well as Phoenix and Rayne. Punches and kicks are flying everywhere as someone tries to establish a presence. Rayne goes for a kick, but Phoenix blocks and lifts up Rayne into a Military Press. She walks over to the ropes but Rayne slips out from behind. Phoenix turns around is met with a dropkick that stumbles her to the ropes. Rayne runs at Phoenix who launches her with a back body drop over the ropes. Rayne hangs on however. Phoenix turns around and Rayne hits her with an elbow, who quickly gets back inside the ring and goes over to Lay-Cool who is in control of Sarita/Wilde. Mancini brings Natalya for an irish whip across the ring. Natalya comes back with a discus clothesline, taking her down. Phoenix comes from behind and hits an axe handle on Natalya. She begins to work on both Mancini and Natalya. Meanwhile, Lay-Cool are double teaming Rayne with some stomps. Sarita gets up and pounces on Layla. McCool goes to help but is stopped by Wilde who pulls her hair back and throws her into the corner. Layla gets the upper hand of Sarita with a knee to the gut and tries for a spinning kick. Sarita grabs her leg and pulls Layla towards her. She clutches her and hits the belly-to-back suplex that sends Layla over the top rope and crashing to the floor.
Grisham: Layla has been eliminated from the match!
Sarita waves goodbye to Layla who is forced by the referees to go to the back. She turns around and is met by a clothesline by Beth Phoenix that sends her over the top. Layla points and laughs as Sarita is recovering from the shot.
Danger: We are now down to six with Sarita gone.
McCool is trying to eliminate Wilde using the ropes but she hangs on tight. Madison is coming to as Natalya and Mancini are still down. Phoenix grabs McCool and pulls her to the centre of the ring. McCool kicks her in the stomach and tries to attempt the FAITH BREAKER... but she is too strong and flips her out of it. Phoenix runs at Wilde in the corner, but moves out of the way. She delivers and arm drag across the ring and runs at her with a dropkick. She connects and sends her to the ropes. Wilde attempts to eliminate her but can't lift her. Phoenix counters as McCool tries her luck, to no avail. Natalya and Mancini go for a shot but nothing works. The distraction of the two allows Madison to get a running start and perform a high crossbody that sends herself and Phoenix over the top. The fans cheer at the move as the two hit the floor quite hard.
Grisham: I don't believe it. Madison sacrificed herself to eliminate Beth! We've got four Vixen's remaining. Who will come out on top?
McCool, Wilde, Mancini and Natalya occupy one turnbuckle each and stare at each other. Michelle and Mancini go after Natalya, with Wilde coming to save her. Wilde pulls out Mancini and they start brawling whilst McCool is dominating Natalya. Mancini goes for an attack by Wilde evades with a cartwheel and hits a roundhouse to Mancini. She stumbles into the corner and Wilde goes for a monkey flip. Mancini counters by pushing her down whilst still holding onto her legs. She catapults Wilde over the top.
Danger: And Mancini sends Taylor for a Wilde ride...
Mancini displays the X symbol by crossing her arms together as the crowd boos. She raises her hand at Wilde and talks trash to her. She turns around to see Natalya punching her way out of the corner, attacking McCool. She runs over and gets the same treatment. The crowd begins to cheer for Natalya and will her on, but the two on one situation has her down again. Mancini and McCool deliver some more stomps on her and agree to work together. They irish whip her across the ring and attempt a double clothesline. Natalya ducks and comes back with a spear to McCool as Mancini avoids the contact. Natalya uses the ropes to get up as Mancini runs at her. Natalya low-bridges the top rope and over goes Mancini.
Grisham: With the Straight-Edge Mistress gone, we are down to two. Michelle McCool and Natalya Neidhart.
Danger: And this isn't the first time these two women have faced off one-on-one to crown the first ever champion.
Natalya and McCool face off and tie-up in the centre of the ring. Natalya gets the better with a headlock and McCool forces Natalya to run with an irish whip off the ropes. McCool hits a big boot to the side of Natalya and claps her hands together to signal it's all over, with the crowd booing. She looks in the MADT HEEL HOOK! Natalya crawls herself to the ropes but there is no rope breaks allowed. McCool locks it in and continues to tweak the ankle. Natalya rolls around and reverses the hold with a small package that transitions itself into the SHARPSHOOTER. McCool is crying in pain and taps out, but there is no submissions allowed. Natalya lets go of the hold and waits for McCool to get up. Natalya clutches the waist of McCool and goes for a german, which is blocked by McCool. She spins around and hits a russian leg sweep. McCool takes her time getting up and picks Natalya up as well. She grabs a handful of hair and throws Natalya over the top, but she hangs on. McCool begins to celebrate and turns around to see she hasn't won yet. She goes to big boot Natalya, but she moves along the apron to avoid the contact. Natalya pulls McCool over the top rope and the two are on the apron. They exchange punches before McCool lands a kick to the gut. McCool runs at her but Natalya ducks back into the ring where McCool hits the ring post. Natalya hits a dropkick to a dazed McCool that falls onto the floor.
The referee rings the bell, Natalya's music hits as she celebrates with the cheering crowd.
Garcia: Here is your winner and the NEW Vixen's Champion... Natalya NEIDHART!
Danger: What a victory for Natalya here tonight! She is the mystery entrant and comes from out of nowhere with the victory. I thought Michelle had this in the bag!
Grisham: Congratulations to our first ever champion to represent the Temptation roster!
Michelle is disappointed and makes her way up the ramp as Natalya clutches the Vixen's title in her hands with joy.
A beautiful garden with a lake appears on the screen, transitioning into a white mansion as some soft lounge music plays in the background. We cut inside to see a man in semi-formal attire looking at what appears to be his memorabilia wall, stacked with photo's, awards, a replica championship belt and a mask. The man turns around and reveals himself to be Alberto Del Rio. He gives a fake smile to the camera.
My name is Alberto Del Rio... and I come from a rich heritage... and an important legacy... something that most people desire to have or create. For me... I feel it is an honour and a privilege... to be apart of something so many can't aspire to.
Alberto looks at a photo with a familiar wrestler on it, holding up his hands in victory.
This... is Mil Máscaras... one of the most legendary wrestlers to step foot inside a ring. I have been bestowed upon greatness to have such a man of high status in my blood-line. My uncle is the epitome of a great man.
Del Rio moves to the next picture.
This... is my father... Dos Caras... a man who taught me everything I know... a man who taught me the true meaning of competition... a man who taught me about respect and value... things that most do not yet to understand.
Alberto points out all of his achievements.
From what I have learned... I have been able to achieve... and I am proud of my accomplishments. I earned everything the honourable way and I will continue to do the same...
Del Rio picks up the mask and puts it on.
... in the name of my heritage... Alberto Del Rio.
Alberto smiles towards the camera and a nameplate comes up on the side. The music ends as Del Rio gives a wink to the camera.
We cut back to the ring.
Garcia: The following contest is the last Oceania Championship Tournament quarter-finals match, scheduled for one fall!
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Garcia: Making his way to the ring, first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 240 pounds, he is the Olympic Gold Medalist... Kurt ANGLE!
The crowd gives a standing ovation as he walks out. He puts his hands in the air and the pyro goes off. He makes his way down to the ring and suddenly from out of nowhere, Drew McIntyre comes down and attacks Kurt from behind. The crowd begins to boo as he begins his relentless assault.
Grisham: What the hell is McIntyre doing? This is supposed to be a wrestling contest not a street fight!
Danger: Didn't you hear what McIntyre said, he's going to use Kurt Angle to take out his opponent. Makes sense to me.
Drew grabs Kurt and throws him straight into the steel barricades. McIntyre looks possessed as the fans chant "You suck!" Drew goes to the apron and brings a steel chair. The referee tries to stop him, but Drew ignores him and goes to swing at Kurt. Angle moves out of the way and begins to mount an offense of his own. Drew goes for a clothesline but Angle ducks and hits a german suplex to the steel ramp. Angle takes off his straps and locks in the ankle lock much to the desire of the fans. Drew is writhing in pain as referees, security personnel and trainers break the hold up. A couple stay on McIntyre whilst the rest pull Kurt away. The crowd boos as Angle willingly stops and goes with the trainers. Drew gets up and runs towards Kurt, who jumps him and begins the attack. The two continue to brawl as the crowd is loving it and the officials try to break it up again.
Grisham: This is chaos out here! Drew and Kurt are handing it to each other out on the stage! Can someone please stop this! Where is Stephanie McMahon?
Drew hits a big boot to Kurt and they continue to fight as we end the show.