With Carlito dizzy and dazed, Cena takes his chance, scooping him up and.. F-U!? HE CONNECTS! F-U! F-U! JOHN CENA IS GONNA WIN IT... HE SLUMPS OVER INTO THE COVER.. OH MY.. SURELY NOW.. ONE..... TWO....... WHAT THE FUCK, SCOTT HALL PULLS CENA FROM THE RING! It's.. It's THE OUTSIDERS! Scott Hall decks Cena with a right hand.. Kevin Nash onto the apron and distracting the referee.. Hall pulls Cena in, looking for the Outsiders Edge.. Here it comes.. NO.. OVERHEAD BACKDROP.. JOHN CENA REVERSES.. Scott Hall is back up with pace, running strait into a clothesline.. Kevin Nash meanwhile is distracting the referee on the ring apron, Cena pulls him off.. NASH FACE FIRST! FACE FIRST INTO THE RING APRON.. Cena rolls back in.. Carlito is up... F-U.. ANOTHER F-U TO CARLITO CARIBBEAN COOL! The referee though is ONCE again distracted by Kevin Nash and Scott Hall, each complaining about their injuries.. wait, into the ring is.. SHIT NO.. SCOTT STEINER!? Steiner with a steel chair.. CRACK! NO! STEINER CRACKS JOHN CENA WITH A STEEL CHAIR... He drops off the apron in shock.. Carlito crawling into position.. Scott Steiner having left the ring.. The referee turns around.. Carlito has the cover... One........No, not like this.... Two.... Surely not..... Three! Carlito Caribbean Cool has won it.

" CARLITO CARIBBEAN COOL IS ALL PRO WRESTLINGS FIRST EVER WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!  "

Lance is quickly back to his feet, ducking another clothesline, scooping Carlito up and planting him with a brutal Bodyslam. Lance Storm quickly pulls him back to his feet, throwing him to the corner and following with a shoulder barge, another, another, another, The Canadian Superstar pulls him out, DDT! Lance covers.. One.. Two.. Kick Out! Carlito kicks out.. Lance gets back to his feet, pulling Carlito with him, wait, lefts, rights, lefts, rights, Carlito battles back, grabbing Lance by the head and throwing him hard into the steel cage.. Storm bounces off, being grabbed again, WHAM, strait into the steel cage.. for a second time. Carlito grabs him on the return, lifting him high into the air and.. SUPLEX! Big Suplex.. Carlito Caribbean Cool covers.. One... Two.. Kick Out! That was another nearfall.. Hold on.. WHOS THIS RUNNING TO THE RING.. IT'S CHRIS BENOIT.. WHAT IN THE HELL.. CHRIS BENOIT IS CLIMBING THE CAGE! The Crippler climbs the cage.. Carlito Caribbean Cool pulls Lance up, clothesline.. Lance ducks.. CARLITO COOL HITS THE REFEREE.. Lance connects a Jaw Breaker.. Benoit singals.. WHAT IN THE HELL.. AIR CANADA! AIR CANADA FROM THE TOP OF THE GOD DAMNED CAGE.. HE CONNECTS! BENOIT CONNECTS ON CARLITO! Lance twists him up.. CANADIAN MAPLE LEAF.. Carlito screams in agony.. he's screaming.. Benoit pulls the referee over, Carlito taps.. WE HAVE A NEW WOLD CHAMPION!

" LANCE STORM! LANCE STORM! HE DID IT! "

" CARLITO LOST IN HIS FIRST WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE DEFENSE  "

Lance Storm is up, using the ropes.. SWEET.. CHIN.. MUSIC! THATS IT! SHAWN COVERS.. One..... Two... Three... Four... HE COULD GET A TEN COUNT HERE.. The referee is down.. and here it is, coming to.. Carlito begins counting.. One.... Two... HE STOPS! WHAT THE FUCK!? CARLITO STOPS AT TWO, WAVING HIS FINGER! Shawn gets up, asking Carlito what the hell he thinks he's doing.. Carlito explains that no-one hits him in the head.. each arguing it out as Lance Storm gets up, watching them both and grinning. SUDDENLY THEY BOTH TURN AROUND.. TURNING THEIR ATTENTION TO CARLITO.. HOLD.. ON.. JUST A DAMN MINUTE.. Shawn grins, Carlito grins.. CARLITO DECKS HBK.. WHAT THE HELL NOW!? Carlito clocks Shawn Michaels with a brutal right hand.. Lance grins, grabbing Carlitos hand and shaking it.. WHAM, BIG RIGHT HAND TO LANCE STORM! CARLITO LAUGHS, THE FANS BOOING! Both men are down.. only moving slightly.. Carlito beginning his count.. one.. two.. three.. four.. five.. six.. seven.. and here we go.. both men are up.. OVERHEAD DROP! SHAWN MICHAELS DROPS LANCE STORM! --- WAIT.. --- WHATS THIS!? It's.. IT'S CHRIS BENOIT! Chris Benoit storms down the rampway, sliding into the ring.. Carlito stands, watching.. Benoit swings at Michaels, Michaels ducking the big clothesline, BACK-DROP! BACK-DROP TO BENOIT! -- Hold on.. it's.. oh jesus.. IT'S VAL VENIS!? Whats VAL VENIS DOING HERE!? He has a steel chair, entering the ring.. Lance Storm is up tussling with Shawn Michaels.. Michaels gets flung into the ropes, decking Storm with a clothesline on return.. Venis enters the ring.. Telling Michaels what to do.. Michaels grins, saying no.. pulling Benoit up instead.. Venis grins, raising the chair.. SHOT TO MICHAELS.. SHOT TO SHAWN MICHAELS.. OH MY FUCKING GOD.. VAL VENIS HAS JOINED THE MAPLE LEAFS.. Val rolls from the ring, pulling Benoit with him... Lance goes to cover.. Carlito drops.. One.... Surely not... Two... CARLITO GETS PULLED FROM THE RING.. WHAT THE HELL!? OVER THE BARRICADE JUMPED RANDY ORTON.. Randy Orton pulled Carlito from the ring.. BIG RIGHT HAND.. The Referee is down and out.. Orton enters the ring.. Lance is up, turning around, wondering what in the hell is going on.. RKO!! RKO!! RKO!!.. R-K-FUCKING-O TO LANCE STORM.. AND HERE COMES A SHIRT.. HERE COMES A REFEREE.. The referee enters the ring.. One.... Two.... Three! THATS IT! IT'S ALL OVER! We have a new World Heavyweight Champion!! God damnit.. Shawn Michaels has won it.. he's won the World Title!

" THERE IT IS.. IT'S OVER.. THE HEARTBREAK KID DOES IT.. HE WINS THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!  "

" WHY DID RANDY ORTON HELP HIM, KING!?  "

Rey on the other hand begins pummeling Guerrero in the corner, taking it to him with hard shots, whipping him across the ring and following with a big splash. Mordecai though battles back against Layfield, whipping him across the ropes and connecting a clothesline on return.. Mysterio quickly attacks from behind with a forearm, not even shaking Mordecai.. the brute turns around, almost taking his head off with a clothesline. Layfield is up, bodyslamming down Eddie Guerrero, hitting an elbow drop and going for the cover.. One.. Two.. Mordecai breaks it up, pulling JBL up and looking for the SINNERS SENTENCE.. WHAM, from behind is Mysterio.. Mordecai drops JBL.. Guerrero feeling Froggy and climbing the top rope.. VIVA LA RASSA.. he sets fly.. NO-BODY HOME! GUERRERO MISSES.. HURRICANRANNA TO MORDECAI! REY PLANTS HIM! Rey turns around, grabbing a getting up Guerrero.. Big Suplex.. into the bridge.. One.. Two.. LAYFIELD BREAKS IT UP! Jay Bee Ell stalks Mysterio.. CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL! IT'S OVER! He covers.. One... Two.. Mordecai breaks it up.. pulling JBL up.. SINNERS SENTENCE.. He covers.. One... Two... Three! Mordecai wins it!

" MORDECAI IS GOING TO THE FINALS..  "

They lock up, twisting from side to side, Mordecai throwing Al to the ground.. Snow though is quickly to his feet running with a clothsline, Mordecai ducks, BIG BACKDROP.. NO.. Al flips out, behind-lock.. Russian Legsweep! Al Snow roars with the fans, Mordecai though sitting up and shaking the cobwebs free.. thats reminsence of The Undertaker and Kane.. Snow quickly bolts towards the ropes, coming back, DROP-Blocked.. Mordecai blocks the dropkick by slamming it out of the way. He's up.. as is Snow, both men locking up, Mordecai once again gaining the advantage, lifting him up, SPINEBUSTER! He covers.. One... Two.. Kick Out! AL SNOW KICKS OUT! This one could be over soon enough.. Mordecai gets to his feet, singaling for it.. THE LAST RITES.. THE LAST RITES.. HE CONNECTS! HE CONNECTS! MORDECAI IS SURELY GOING TO THE EPIC ELIMINATIONS MATCH.. HE COVERS... ONE.... TWO... THREE! THATS IT! IT'S OVER!

" THIS IS UN-FUCKING-REAL! MORDECAI BEATS FOUR MEN IN ONE NIGHT.. HE'S GOING TO THE EPIC ELIMINATIONS MATCH!  "

" I'VE NEVER SEEN A FEAT LIKE IT!  "

Orton locking up with Hussan, twisting him into a side head-lock, bouncing off the ropes, Hussan pushes him off, Orton comes back with a clothesline, Muhammad ducks.. big knee to the gut.. Pump Handle.. No, Orton spins out, dropping down behind.. BACKDROP! CONNECTED! What fast paced action this is.. Orton is quickly to his feet, as is Hussan, looking for a clothesline.. The Legend Killer ducks, going for an RKO, Hussan pushing out, DROP REVERSE DDT! HUSSAN PLANTS HIM.. Covering.. One... Two.. Kick Out! Muhammad quickly pulls Orton into a chokehold.. wrenching under the chin, knee in his back.. really working the pain threshold.. The Legend Killer can't break free, hurting.. raising his arm.. Hussan keeps it locked.. wham, thumb to the eye.. another.. he breaks the hold.. Davari though slides in the European Championship.. watch out referee.. BIG RIGHT BY ORTON, MUHAMMAD MOVED, ORTON HITS THE REFEREE! GOD DAMNIT! Hussan grabs the European Championship.. Orton turns.. No.. HE DUCKED.. R-K-O! R----K----O!! IT'S OVER.. He covers.. the referee comes to.. One... Two.. Three! Randy Orton wins it.. Muhammad Hussan couldn't steal this one!

" RANDY ORTON! RANDY ORTON! RANDY ORTON!  "

" IT'LL BE SHAWN MICHAELS.. LANCE STORM.. MORDECAI AND RANDY ORTON.. BUT WHO ELSE, JR!? WHO ELSE!?  "