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Date Posted: 21:54:39 04/26/05 Tue
Author: The Number One Contender
Subject: InVasion




-Smackdown! comes on the air, with the camera going around the arena. We then go to ringside where Jax and Tommy Dreamer are seated at the announce desk, but before either has a chance to speak, they are interrupted by Motorhead's "Play the Game!"-




Time To Play The Game...

TIME TO PLAY THE GAAAAAAME!


It's all about the game, and how you play it
All about control, and if you can take it
All about your debt, and if you can pay it
It's all about pain, and who's gonna make it...

I am the game, you don't wanna play me
I am control, no way you can change me
I am have heavy debts, no way you can pay me
I am the pain, and I know you can't take me

Look over your shoulder, ready to run
Like a good little bitch, from a smoking gun
I am the game, and I make the rules
So move on out, and you can die like a fool
Try and figure out what the move’s gonna be
Come on over sucker, why don't you ask me?
Don't you forget there's a price you can pay
'Cuz I am the game and I want to play!










-The Game steps out onto the Smackdown! ramp, dressed in a "Screw the Rules: Play the Game" shirt and tearaways. Triple H walks down the ramp and holds his bottle of water in hand, taking a swig of it and leaping to the ring apron. He pauses and looks around the crowd once, then twice, and finally spits it into the air, flexing and stepping through the ropes. He acknowledges the crowd's mixed reaction and finally signals for a mic.-


Jax: This is just… surreal. Triple H looks MIGHTY out of place in a Smackdown! ring!

Dreamer: Out of place or not… Triple H feels at home inside of any squared circle.


-The cameras quickly flash back to the dual locker rooms where one group of Smackdown! superstars including Chris Benoit, RVD, Spanky, Shelton Benjamin, Charlie Haas, Nat Taylor, John Cena, and others watching one monitor. Another is shown with Evolution, John Heidenreich, Teddy Hart, Les Seperatiste and the rest of their cohorts in front if it as well.-

-Helmsley looks around, and curls a smile on his face, moving his hand up to wipe away fake tears from the fans cheers.- "ENOUGH. As good as it sounds, I am not here to make friends. I'm not on Smackdown! to be nice to anybody in the locker room. I am on Smackdown, because I am damn good at what I do. I am the BEST at what I do. I end dynasties. I bury legends. I am the measuring stick of this business. I am what I am, I do what I do. And the reason that Shane McMahon brought me to Smackdown was because of one person in particular… Jesse Hart."

-Hunter gages the crowd's reaction at Hart's name and previous actions.- "They didn't demand this, Hart... Shane did. Because, in all fairness, lets face it... the man doesn’t believe in you. You've been put along with every superstar in this business, and you've put your fingers all over this show. For what… to play at power games with the General Manager? To finally try and better what your father did? Or is it a little deeper than that? Is it... to be the next best thing on the Smackdown roster... to me?" -HHH's smile widens.-

"Hey, it makes absolute perfect sense. Y'know Jesse, there's a lot of talent here in that locker room. There's monsters like Brock Lesnar, there's champions like Kurt Angle and Chris Benoit. There's even a by God Phenom himself named the Undertaker. They've all had their turn at knocking you off the box, they've all put the fear of what they can do in your heart. They've ALL hurt you in some way, shape or form... and... wait for it… they've ALL... BEEN... BEATEN... BY... ME! Your "competition" is a stack of also rans who couldn’t handle what I've made or done in the business. Every single step of your career has been trying to not only match somebody else, to walk in someone's footsteps, and you've just been *puts his fingers together* THIS close to being the next Triple H. You came close though. Hell, getting close to Stephanie was a stroke of genius. Too bad you... well..."downgraded". But that's OKAY, Jess. I've slummed once or twice to get ahead myself." -HHH chuckles a bit before continuing.-

"But this isn’t about Kurt Angle, or Athene, or the Undertaker... it’s about the biggest stage in our sport. It’s about WrestleMania. It’s about.the World Championship on the line. You and me have been doing this little back and forth for almost a year now. You come around to make jokes, I come back to punk you out. Just like normal. And at WrestleMania... I plan on punking you out just the same. I'm not Rob Van Dam, Jesse. I'm the Game. And I am your worst... nightmare."


-A few moments then pass before “Debonaire” rips over the speakers, bringing out the World Champion himself to the top of the stage.-













-He stands there with the championship slung over his shoulder, clapping his hands together before pulling a mic out from the front of his pants and begins to speak.- “First and foremost, cut his mic.” –A click is then heard, and Triple H checks his mic to see that it’s no longer working, and then tosses it aside as Hart continues.-

“That’s just one of the many things that I can have happen to you Triple H, because this here, this is my world. Whether you’re on Smackdown!, or whether you’re on Raw – as you found out a few weeks ago – I can get to you like THAT!”

-He snaps his fingers.- “You talk a good game, Hunter, but unlike you, I live it. I don’t hide behind an authority after failing to take them out. I don’t play second fiddle to a former champion – and I don’t suck the boss’ dick to get into a main event…” –He waits out a LOUD “ooooooooooh” from the fans.- “… I keep my title to DEFEND it in the main event.

-Hart begins to walk down the ramp and towards the ring as Hunter leans over the top rope, nodding his head and telling Hart to keep talking.- “You see, Triple H, you’ve got it all wrong. I’m not walking in anyone’s footsteps – I’m not second best to anyone because I’m simply on another level that you couldn’t possibly comprehend. I didn’t marry the boss’ daughter to get my break – I abused her just for the hell of it. I took everything that Stephanie McMahon had to give – and trust me, H, she had a LOT to give – and then I left her flat on her ass.

-He makes it to the bottom of the stage and begins to walk a circle around the ring as he continues.- I’ve done it all in my career and I’ve earned EVERYONES respect around here because they realize what you just can’t seem to get… and that’s that this… is… my… world. Smackdown!, Raw, Hollywood, it all… belongs… to… ME!

-He takes a step up the ring steps, making direct eye contact with Hunter as he approaches.- If you want to invade my world – then so be it. Jesse Hart defending the World Championship at WrestleMania against Triple H will sell big money – and I’m all about the benjamins – so be it. Just remember one things, Hunter… you’re invading me… in my world, and come WrestleMania – if you’re still standing – it’s you and me in the middle of the ring – in MY city.

-He now stands on the apron only a few feet away from Hunter.- And at WrestleMania… kid… I’m going to eat… you… alive.

-The crowd is on their feet, watching on intently for what is about to happen. Triple H takes a step back and allows Hart some room to enter the ring, telling him to bring it on right now! Hart’s eyes widen and he nods his head, telling Hunter to get back so they can get it on! Triple H pulls his shirt off to a roar from the crowd!-

Hart: “You want some, HUH? I’m gonna WRECK you!”

-Jesse drops the belt to the apron and also pulls off his shirt, ready to fight! However, just before he was to enter the ring, he shakes his head and drops down to the floor, picking up his championship and begins to walk backwards up the ramp. The crowd BOOMS with boos as Hart bitches out, and Hunter is LIVID, throwing his shirt at Jesse and calling him a bitch for backing out.-

-Jesse picks the mic back up and holds a hand up.- “It’s you and me, Hunter… at WrestleMania. That’s money – this is free TV, it ain’t gonna happen.” -The crowd continues to boo.- “But what I WILL do, is give you a warm-up match… against John Heidenreich in the main event. Good luck… and I sincerely mean that.”

-Hart smirks from ear-to-ear as Hunter shakes his head in the ring, and we go right into the Smackdown! opening!-

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