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Re: WWE 2K24: Attitude Reawakened
Monday Night Raw: January 6, 2025
Location: Intuit Dome, California
Broadcast Platform: Netflix
Opening Sequence
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The show begins with an epic new intro video, featuring dynamic shots of WWE's top stars in action—Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins, Bianca Belair, Cody Rhodes, Rhea Ripley, and more. The Netflix logo transitions into the familiar RAW logo, but with a sleek, modern twist.
Suddenly, the arena explodes with a massive pyro display, the brand-new stage illuminated in a mesmerizing array of lights. The camera pans across the Intuit Dome as fans hold up signs and cheer, waving their hands in excitement. The black mat in the ring proudly displays logos from sponsors like Fortnite, Prime, Netflix, and more, giving the arena a fresh, contemporary vibe. |
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Commentary Team
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The camera transitions to ringside where Michael Cole and Pat McAfee sit behind a sharp, Netflix-branded commentary desk, both dressed to impress in sharp suits.
Michael Cole:“Welcome to Monday Night Raw! Ladies and gentlemen, it’s the dawn of a new era—live on Netflix from the sold-out Intuit Dome in California! I’m Michael Cole, joined by the always electrifying Pat McAfee, and Pat, tonight, Monday Night Raw takes a giant leap into the future!”
Pat McAfee:“Oh, baby, Cole! It’s the biggest stage of them all, and tonight, it just got even bigger! Netflix, PRIME logos on the mat, FORTNITE—this is like the Super Bowl of entertainment every Monday night!”
Michael Cole:“That’s right, Pat, we’re kicking off this partnership with Netflix in a massive way, and the WWE Universe is ready! New stage, new mat, and trust me, the action tonight is going to be as epic as it gets. We’re talking championships on the line, rivalries at their peak, and maybe even a surprise or two!”
Pat McAfee:“If you’re not hyped, you’re probably not alive! This crowd is electric, and I can’t wait to see what chaos unfolds in that ring tonight. So let’s get to it!” |
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First Segment
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The crowd erupts as the music of Cody Rhodes hits. The “American Nightmare” walks onto the stage, donning a custom Netflix-inspired jacket. The camera captures the sea of fans cheering, with several holding up signs like “Welcome to Netflix, WWE!” and “Cody = Ratings.” Cody soaks it in, pointing to the crowd before making his way down the ramp.
Cody enters the ring, mic in hand, as the lights dim, leaving a single spotlight on him.
Cody Rhodes:“Tonight marks a historic moment in WWE history. A new home. A new era. And it’s only fitting that the American Nightmare kicks things off in style!”
The crowd roars as Cody pauses, letting the energy build.
Cody Rhodes:“Raw on Netflix… it’s not just a tagline—it’s a promise. A promise to every single one of you that WWE will be bigger, badder, and better than ever. And trust me, I’ve got plans to make sure 2025 is the year of the American Nightmare!”
Suddenly, Cody is interrupted by the iconic theme of The Rock, and the crowd goes absolutely insane. The arena shakes with cheers as The Rock walks out, wearing a custom suit and sunglasses. He takes his time on the stage, soaking in the adoration before heading to the ring, microphone in hand.
The Rock:“Finally… The Rock has come back to Monday Night Raw!”
The fans chant “Rocky! Rocky!” as he smirks and continues.
The Rock:“Now, Cody, The Rock knows you’re supposed to be over on SmackDown, but hey, it’s not every day you get to witness history. And speaking of history, let The Rock drop a bombshell on you, on these fans, and on the entire WWE Universe.”
Cody raises an eyebrow, intrigued, as The Rock pauses for dramatic effect.
The Rock:“As of this morning, The Rock officially owns 50% of WWE!”
The crowd erupts in shock and excitement. Cody looks stunned, mouthing, “Wow,” as The Rock grins.
The Rock:“And as The Rock’s first act as co-owner, let’s make history right here, right now. Cody Rhodes, tonight, you’re going one-on-one with The Great One! That’s right, The Rock versus Cody Rhodes for the WWE Championship in the main event of the first-ever Monday Night Raw on Netflix!”
The fans explode into cheers, and Cody smirks, nodding his head.
Cody Rhodes:“You know what, Rock? Let’s make history.”
Michael Cole:“Oh my goodness, Pat! The Rock versus Cody Rhodes for the WWE Championship tonight?! What a blockbuster announcement!”
Pat McAfee:“Cole, this isn’t just a new era—this is an era where dreams come true and legends collide! I’ve got goosebumps already!” |
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Commercial Break
The screen fades to a Netflix-exclusive promo for upcoming WWE programming, showcasing behind-the-scenes footage and teasing future surprises.
First Match
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Jey Uso vs. Drew McIntyre
The bell rings, and Jey Uso and Drew McIntyre circle each other before locking up in the center of the ring. McIntyre uses his strength to push Jey back into the corner, breaking cleanly but with a smirk. Jey responds with a quick slap to McIntyre’s chest, igniting the crowd.
The two engage in a fast-paced exchange of holds, with Jey showing his agility to escape McIntyre’s grasp. Drew goes for an early power move, attempting a belly-to-belly suplex, but Jey lands on his feet and counters with a sharp dropkick, sending Drew into the ropes.
Jey stays on the offense, targeting McIntyre’s midsection with a series of kicks and forearms. Drew powers out of a corner attack with a massive overhead throw, slamming Jey across the ring. The momentum shifts as McIntyre begins to dominate, delivering a thunderous neckbreaker and a pin attempt. Jey kicks out at two.
Drew sets up for the Future Shock DDT, but Jey counters, shoving Drew into the turnbuckle. Jey capitalizes with a running hip attack, followed by a Samoan drop for a near fall. The crowd rallies behind Jey as he climbs the top rope, looking for a splash, but Drew rolls out of the way at the last second.
As both men recover, Drew sets up for the Claymore Kick, stalking Jey. As Drew charges forward, Jey ducks at the last second and counters with a schoolboy pin, catching Drew off guard and securing the three-count!
Winner: Jey Uso by pinfall
The crowd erupts as Jey celebrates his hard-fought victory, rolling out of the ring and throwing up the “1” for the Bloodline. Drew looks stunned in the ring, realizing he let the match slip away.
Michael Cole:“What an incredible match to kick off the action tonight, and what a victory for Jey Uso!”
Pat McAfee:“Jey Uso just proved why he’s one of the top guys in WWE right now. And Drew McIntyre? He’s not going to forget this loss anytime soon!”
Michael Cole:“Stick with us, folks—there’s plenty more to come on this historic night for Monday Night Raw on Netflix!” |
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Backstage Announcement
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Last Woman Standing Match
Women's World Championship
Liv Morgan (c) vs. Rhea Ripley
The bell rings, and the two women immediately engage in a vicious stare-off before locking up. The crowd is electric, sensing the intensity of the rivalry. Liv Morgan, the more agile of the two, takes the initiative, using her speed to outmaneuver Ripley early on. She nails a series of strikes, stunning Rhea, but Ripley quickly retaliates with a brutal knee to the midsection, knocking Liv down to the mat.
Ripley smirks as she begins to dominate the match, delivering powerful body slams and crushing forearm strikes. Liv fights back with rapid strikes to the legs, trying to weaken Ripley’s base, but Ripley shrugs her off and delivers a vicious shoulder tackle that sends Liv tumbling to the outside.
As the match spills to the outside, Ripley takes control, slamming Liv into the steel barricade, and then wrapping her around the steel steps. Ripley grabs a kendo stick from under the ring, and the crowd roars as she swings it at Liv, but Morgan dodges and counters with a superkick to the knee, sending Ripley down to the mat.
Liv looks around the ringside area, eyes filled with determination, and she finds a table. She sets it up in the corner, hoping to use it as a weapon. However, Ripley has other plans and pulls Liv onto the apron, hitting her with a massive Riptide that sends Liv crashing into the steel steps! The referee begins his count as Liv struggles to get up.
At the 7-count, Liv is barely on her feet, but Ripley quickly grabs a steel chair, placing it in the center of the ring. She looks at Liv with a sick smile, taunting her to get up. Liv crawls toward her, and Ripley swings the chair down on Liv’s back with a brutal crash. The crowd boos as Ripley delivers another devastating chair shot.
Ripley then places Liv on the table set up earlier, climbing to the second rope. She sets up for a big dive, but Liv shows incredible resilience, rolling off the table and forcing Ripley to crash through it herself! The crowd erupts as both women lay wrecked among the debris, neither moving.
At the count of 6, Ripley manages to rise to her feet, holding onto the ropes for support, but Liv is already on her way to standing, despite being badly battered. The two women trade blows in the center of the ring, with Liv hitting a series of elbows and kicks, trying to gain momentum. Ripley nails a huge headbutt that staggers Liv, but Morgan counters with a missile dropkick from the top rope, knocking Ripley back into the ropes.
The crowd is on their feet as both women struggle to get to their feet before the 10-count. Liv grabs a steel chain and wraps it around her fist, blasting Ripley with a punch to the face. Ripley stumbles backward, but refuses to fall. She snarls and shoves Liv into the corner, where she sets her up for a superplex. Liv struggles but counters, tossing Ripley into the turnbuckle face-first.
In an incredible display of willpower, Liv hoists Ripley up onto the top turnbuckle, positioning her for a brutal, top-rope Superplex through the remaining table shards. Ripley crashes to the mat with an earth-shattering thud. The crowd goes wild as both women are down, struggling to even move.
With a monstrous effort, Ripley stirs and begins to get up at the 8-count, but Liv crawls over, rolling into position. At the count of 9, Ripley looks like she’s about to fall, but she grabs the ring ropes for support. Before she can fully rise, Liv charges, delivering a massive forearm, but Ripley quickly counters, sending Liv crashing into the announcer table.
With both women barely able to stand, Ripley manages to catch Liv in the Riptide position. With one last powerful swing, she drives Liv through the announcer’s table with a devastating Riptide! The crowd roars as the referee begins his count, but Liv doesn’t stir.
Referee: "1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10!"
Winner: Rhea Ripley (new Women's World Champion)
The crowd erupts as Rhea Ripley stands tall, victorious, her body battered and bruised but having proven herself the superior competitor in this war. Ripley stands over Liv, raising the Women's World Championship high in the air as the crowd cheers her on.
Michael Cole: "What a brutal, jaw-dropping contest between two of the toughest women in WWE! And we have a new Women's World Champion—Rhea Ripley is your new champion, Pat!"
Pat McAfee: "Cole, that was an absolute war! Rhea Ripley just sent a message to the entire division tonight. She is the new face of the women’s division!"
Dominik Mysterio comes into the ring, and tries to hug Mami! Rhea connects with a low-blow, and a Riptide for good measure!
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The camera cuts back from commercial to the crowd, and suddenly, the iconic "The Time is Now" theme hits! The arena erupts with excitement as John Cena steps out on the stage, wearing his classic "Never Give Up" cap and a black t-shirt with his face on it. He pauses on the stage, taking in the adoration of the fans, before confidently striding down the ramp. Cena slides into the ring and grabs a microphone. He stands there for a moment, surveying the crowd, as they chant "CENA! CENA!"
John Cena:
"Thank you, thank you... you guys are the real reason I’ve been able to do this for as long as I have. But tonight… I’ve got something on my chest I need to say. I’ve been doing this for a long time. I’ve had highs, I’ve had lows. I’ve faced legends, future Hall of Famers, and people that I’d never thought I’d step in the ring with. And for the past few years, I’ve been reflecting on all of it. Looking back at everything I’ve done. Everything I’ve accomplished."
The crowd quiets slightly, sensing the tone in John’s voice.
John Cena:
"But here’s the thing, folks. It’s been... rough. I haven’t won a match in over five years. Five years! I know you all remember that John Cena, the guy who would fight for this company every single night. The guy who would go out there, break down barriers, and never quit. But I have to be real with you… I’ve been questioning myself. And I think... maybe, just maybe, I don’t have it anymore. I don’t have the fire, the passion... the drive to be the top guy like I used to."
The crowd reacts, some murmuring, others urging John to keep going. Cena shakes his head, as if coming to terms with something.
John Cena:
"But then I look at you all. And I see what this company means. What you mean. I look at the WWE Universe, the same people who have stood by me, cheered for me, booed me, loved me… And I realize something. Maybe, just maybe, I can still give you all something. Maybe the old John Cena isn’t completely gone. Maybe, just maybe… I’ve got one more run in me."
Cena paces the ring, pausing to look around, his voice filled with emotion.
John Cena:
"I’m not gonna sit here and pretend like I haven’t thought about it. The thought of retiring... of walking away. It’s been on my mind. But I want to go out on my terms. I want to give you the best of me, just like I did in those years past. So here’s what I’m saying to you all, and to everyone backstage… In 2025, I’m going on a retirement tour. And I’m not just gonna sit back and be a spectator. I’ve got unfinished business. The question I’ve been asking myself? Can the old John Cena come back for one more ride? Can he do it?"
The crowd roars, some chanting "YES!" while others cheer with excitement. Cena raises his hand to silence them.
John Cena:
"So, I’m officially announcing that I will be entering the 2025 Royal Rumble. I’m throwing my hat in the ring. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll win that third Royal Rumble. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll main event another WrestleMania. Maybe, just maybe… I will break Ric Flair’s record. You know why? Because this is the last ride. This is for the fans, for the people who supported me through it all, and for everyone who believes that there’s still a little fire left in the old guy."
Cena looks around the arena, his voice growing louder, with passion and determination.
John Cena:
"So mark my words... I’m back. I’m in the Royal Rumble. And I’m not leaving without giving it everything I’ve got. And when I’m standing tall at the end of the night, I want every single one of you to know... this isn’t just about winning. It’s about proving that when you never give up, when you believe in yourself... anything is possible."
The crowd erupts, chanting "NEVER GIVE UP!" Cena looks emotional as he takes a moment to reflect, raising his hand in the air with his signature salute.
John Cena:
"One last ride... And it starts at the Royal Rumble."
With the crowd still roaring, Cena drops the microphone and raises his arms in victory, as his theme music hits again. The camera cuts to the fans cheering wildly as Cena exits the ring, giving one final salute before walking up the ramp. |
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Tribal Combat Match
Roman Reigns vs. Solo Sikoa
The arena buzzes with anticipation as the Tribal Combat Match is about to begin. Solo Sikoa makes his entrance, wearing a symbolic red lei around his neck, a nod to the Samoan heritage. Roman Reigns follows, walking down with his usual stoic confidence, but the tension between the two is palpable.
Before the match begins, Solo removes the red lei and hands it to Paul Heyman at ringside, a gesture that signifies the importance of the battle. Paul cradles the lei reverently, visibly nervous about what is to come.
The bell rings, and the fight explodes immediately with Solo charging at Roman, landing heavy punches that stagger the Tribal Chief. Roman fights back with measured strikes, the two trading blow after blow, each trying to assert dominance.
Solo takes early control, using his raw power to slam Roman with a Samoan drop. He rolls out of the ring and grabs a kendo stick, returning to smash it across Roman’s back. Roman writhes in pain but counters with a Superman Punch that momentarily halts Solo’s momentum.
Weapons quickly become the centerpiece of the battle. Chairs, kendo sticks, and even a table are introduced. Solo smashes Roman into the steel steps outside the ring and slams his head into the announcer’s table, causing Roman to bleed after a brutal trash can lid shot.
Roman, bloodied but undeterred, finds his opening and drives Solo through a table in the corner with a devastating powerbomb. The crowd is on its feet as the brutal nature of the match takes its toll on both men.
Suddenly, chaos ensues as Jacob Fatu and Tama Tonga charge down the ramp, drawing massive boos from the crowd. The two men storm the ring and begin pummeling Roman, adding a new layer of danger to the match.
The boos turn to cheers when Jimmy Uso and Sami Zayn sprint down to even the odds! Jimmy and Sami take out Fatu and Tonga with a series of superkicks and high-flying moves, creating absolute bedlam both inside and outside the ring.
Back in the ring, Solo attempts to capitalize on the chaos by setting up Roman for the Samoan Spike. Roman dodges at the last second, counters, and connects with a thunderous Spear that nearly breaks Solo in half! The crowd roars as Roman collapses on top of Solo for the pin:
1... 2... 3!
Roman Reigns wins the Tribal Combat Match.
Solo rolls out of the ring, clutching his ribs, while Jacob Fatu and Tama Tonga retreat up the ramp. Jimmy Uso and Sami Zayn enter the ring to check on Roman, standing beside him as the Tribal Chief struggles to his feet, drenched in blood.
Paul Heyman enters the ring with tears in his eyes, holding the red lei and the Ula Fala—a traditional symbol of Samoan leadership and power. He kneels before Roman, glowing with admiration, and places the Ula Fala around Roman’s neck.
The crowd watches in awe as Roman, now adorned with the sacred Ula Fala, raises his hands high. The bloodied and battered Tribal Chief has reclaimed his throne in this brutal war, with his allies standing tall by his side.
The visual of Roman Reigns wearing the Ula Fala as he stares into the camera, blood dripping down his face, solidifies his dominance. The battle is over, but the Tribal Chief’s reign continues. |
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We come back from commercial to see Cody Rhodes stepping out of his signature bus, a confident smile on his face. Brandi Rhodes greets him at the door, and the two share a quick kiss before Cody heads toward the arena entrance.
As Cody walks, he’s suddenly greeted by a familiar face—Shawn Spears, standing alongside a new arrival, Ricky Starks.
Cody’s smile grows even wider as he stops in his tracks. “Shawn!” Cody exclaims, extending a hand and pulling Spears in for a firm handshake. “Man, it’s so good to see you back on Raw. We’ve missed you around here!”
Spears chuckles, “You know I couldn’t stay away too long, Cody.”
Before Cody can respond, his eyes shift to Ricky Starks, who steps forward with a confident grin. Cody’s expression lights up as he pulls Starks into a big hug. “Ricky! My guy!” Cody exclaims. “Welcome to WWE! It’s about time you showed up.”
Starks smirks. “You know me, Cody. Always gotta make an entrance.”
Cody nods, visibly excited. “Well, you’re in the right place. You’re gonna kill it here, I just know it. Let’s catch up later—maybe after the show.”
The three share a laugh before Cody pats both men on the shoulder. “Alright, I’ve got some business to take care of. But seriously, Shawn, Ricky—it’s great to have you here.”
As Cody walks off, Spears and Starks share a glance, their smiles hinting at the start of something intriguing.
The camera follows Cody as he makes his way toward the arena, his excitement palpable as he prepares for the night ahead. |
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Singles Match
Seth Rollins vs. CM Punk
The atmosphere is electric as CM Punk’s music hits, and the self-proclaimed "Best in the World" strides confidently to the ring. The crowd is a thunderous mix of cheers and boos, but Punk is unfazed. He steps into the ring, looking determined, ready for battle.
The tension rises as Seth Rollins’ music blares through the arena. Rollins emerges, radiating charisma, and the crowd erupts into a deafening roar. He makes his way down the ramp, hyping up the fans and locking eyes with Punk, his confidence on full display.
The bell rings, and the two circle each other, the intensity palpable. They lock up, engaging in a test of strength, but Rollins quickly transitions into a headlock. Punk pushes him off, sending him into the ropes, but Rollins counters with a shoulder tackle. Punk smirks, rolling to his feet, and they lock up again.
The match is a technical masterpiece in its early moments, with both men countering and reversing each other’s moves. Punk gains the upper hand with a spinning back kick to Rollins’ midsection, followed by a snap suplex. He goes for an early cover, but Rollins kicks out at 1.
Rollins regains control with his speed, nailing a sling blade and a springboard knee that catches Punk flush. He covers, but Punk kicks out at 2. Rollins begins targeting Punk’s legs, setting up for the Pedigree, but Punk counters with a sharp roundhouse kick that sends Rollins to the mat.
The pace quickens as Rollins looks for the Curb Stomp, but Punk rolls out of the way and counters with a DDT for a close 2 count. Frustration begins to show as both men start trading stiff strikes in the center of the ring, the crowd on their feet with every blow.
Rollins suddenly surprises the crowd by lifting Punk and hitting a GTS! The arena explodes as Rollins hooks the leg, but Punk barely kicks out at 2.9, drawing a massive gasp from the fans.
Punk, visibly furious, fights back with a surge of energy. He lifts Rollins and plants him with a thunderous Pedigree! The crowd erupts as Punk goes for the pin, but Rollins kicks out at the last moment, shocking everyone.
The match hits its crescendo as Rollins counters Punk’s attempted GTS with an enzuigiri and follows up with a buckle bomb. Rollins ascends the top rope, looking for a frog splash, but Punk gets his knees up just in time.
With Rollins clutching his ribs, Punk seizes the opportunity. He hoists Rollins onto his shoulders and nails a devastating GTS. Rollins stumbles to his knees, but Punk doesn’t let up. He pulls Rollins up again and delivers a second GTS, collapsing into the cover.
1... 2... 3!
CM Punk emerges victorious in this grueling, back-and-forth war. Both men lie on the mat, spent, as the crowd gives a standing ovation for the epic display of wrestling excellence. Punk rises to his feet, clutching his ribs but raising his arms in triumph. Rollins, still on the mat, looks up at Punk with a mix of frustration and respect as the show heads to commercial. |
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The camera cuts backstage to the office of General Manager Adam Pearce. Pearce is seated at his desk, reviewing paperwork, when a knock is heard at the door.
"Come in," Pearce says, looking up.
The crowd erupts as Becky Lynch steps into the frame, dressed in her signature leather jacket and exuding confidence. The "Man" is back, and the roar of the fans can even be heard backstage.
Pearce rises from his chair, extending his hand. "Becky Lynch! It’s great to see you again."
Becky shakes his hand with a smirk. "Good to see ya too, Adam. It’s been too long, hasn’t it?"
"It certainly has," Pearce replies. "Raw hasn’t been the same without you."
Becky nods, glancing at the contract on Pearce’s desk. "Well, I’ve had my time to rest, recover, and think things through. But now it’s time to get back to doin’ what I do best—makin’ this place The Big Time. So let’s make it official."
Pearce smiles, sliding the contract across the desk. "I couldn’t be happier to have you back on Monday Night Raw. Just sign right here, and it’s official."
Becky grabs the pen, looking at the camera with a sly grin. "You hear that, Raw? The Man is back, and I’m ready to take over once again." She signs the contract with a flourish and slams the pen down.
Pearce shakes her hand again. "Welcome back, Becky. I can’t wait to see what you have in store for us."
Becky adjusts her jacket and leans in slightly. "Oh, you’ll see soon enough, Adam. And trust me, everyone’s about to remember why they call me The Man."
Becky walks out of the frame, her swagger in full effect, as the crowd’s excitement echoes in the arena. Pearce watches her leave with a satisfied smile before the camera cuts back to ringside. |
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WWE Championship Match
Cody Rhodes (c) vs. The Rock
The crowd is electric as the announcer introduces the competitors for the WWE Championship Match.
“Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the WWE Championship!”
Cody Rhodes, the defending champion, makes his grand entrance. He steps out from his bus with a confident grin, kisses Brandi, and begins his walk to the arena. The crowd erupts in cheers as "Kingdom" blasts through the speakers. Cody steps into the ring, soaking in the adoration of the fans.
The atmosphere shifts as The Rock’s iconic music hits. The Great One steps onto the stage, basking in the thunderous reaction of the crowd. Dressed in his wrestling gear, The Rock confidently makes his way to the ring, jawing at fans and locking eyes with Cody as he climbs the turnbuckle to pose.
The bell rings, and the two megastars circle each other, soaking in the crowd’s deafening cheers. They lock up, and The Rock quickly takes control with a headlock, grounding Cody. Cody fights back, escaping with a back suplex.
The action is back and forth, with The Rock using his power to dominate at times, and Cody relying on his agility and technical skill to stay in the fight.
The match takes a turn when The Rock grabs a chair from ringside and cracks it across Cody’s back. The referee immediately signals for the disqualification, but The Rock interrupts, grabbing a microphone.
The Rock: "Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on there, pal! Did you forget who I am? I’m The Rock, and I’m also the 50% owner of this damn company. You call this match a DQ, and you’re FIRED!"
The referee hesitates, clearly intimidated.
The Rock: "You know what? Let’s make it official! This match is now No Disqualification!"
The crowd erupts in boos as the referee reluctantly agrees.
The chaos begins as The Rock continues to use the chair, smashing it into Cody’s ribs and back. Cody, ever resilient, fights back with a disaster kick, stunning The Rock. Cody grabs the chair himself and delivers a few vicious shots, evening the score.
The two trade brutal blows, taking the fight to the outside. The Rock smashes Cody into the announce table, while Cody counters by driving The Rock into the steel steps.
The turning point comes when Shane McMahon’s music hits. The crowd is stunned as Shane appears on the stage alongside his son, Declan McMahon, both dressed in suits.
The Rock: "What the hell are you doing here, Shane?"
The Rock's attention is completely diverted as Shane and Declan walk toward the ring, smirking. Cody seizes the opportunity and spins The Rock around, hitting him with Cross-Rhodes! The crowd counts along:
One... Two... Three!
Winner and STILL WWE Champion: Cody Rhodes!
The arena erupts as Cody celebrates, holding the WWE Championship high above his head. The Rock looks on in disbelief, sitting on the mat as Shane and Declan smirk from the ramp.
The show closes with Cody standing tall, soaking in the adulation of the crowd, while The Rock seethes, glaring at Shane and Declan. |
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Last edited by Bard; 01-25-2025 at 07:11 PM.
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