Edward: Hello everybody, and welcome to HAW! What a show we have tonight, as we celebrate the reign of the first ever HAW World Champion...ME! Edward Findleton! That is right, your favorite announcer is officially the number one wrestler in the company! When I ran down to the ring during the royal rumble, I didn't hear cheers...and I didn't hear boos. I heard laughter! All of you were laughing at me! You thought I couldn't do it! I was the comedy entrant! Well who's laughing now? Who's getting two pay checks? Who is going down in history as the first ever world champion? Not any of you! Me! Not anyone in the back! Me! It's all about me! Hahaha!
*The music of Franco Mancini hits. The crowd boos him, and he walks down to the ring looking none too pleased*
Franco: Edward...Edward...I think you need to calm down a bit. You're over reacting. Yeah, I see that title you got there. Looks really good from here, don't you think? But you see...you didn't really win it. You didn't earn your title. All you did was get lucky. You ain't nothin but a little fluke, and deep down, you know that. With all that being said, I got a bit of an offer I'd like to take you up on. See, I was the final elimination, and honestly, I was the final wrestler! So my offer is simple. Since I should be the rightful world champion, why not just relinquish that belt to me?
Edward: ...And what I don't?
Franco: I think...*Franco cracked his knuckles* it would be really wise....for you to give me that title. We don't want any..."accidents" to leave you out of a job, right?
Edward: Well...I...I...
*El Termitas music starts, and he runs down to the ring*
Termitas: Hey! Hold up! Hold up! I don't think this is what the people want to see. They don't want to see someone given a championship, right? *The crowd boos* See? They want to see someone earn the title! Franco, I know how upset you are to fall short. Edward eliminated me during the rumble as well! But that doesn't mean you can just use scare tactics to get your own way! Franco, why not earn yourself a titleshot...and take me on in a number one contender's match, tonight? *Cheers*
Franco: You're nothing but a little bug, Termitas. I'll crush you tonight...and then I'll crush Edward! *Franco throws his mic down and walks to the back while Termitas shakes the hand of Edward Findleton*
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*Backstage, Crash MuscleGate was at a podium, conducting a press conference*
Crash: Hello everybody. I see all of you are looking great today. Except you, Bill. You need to lay off burgers! If I wasn't already booked with clients, I'd offer you my services, but it looks like you'll need to find some other trainer! But enough about you. I called this press conference today to let everyone know that there was only one true story to come out of last week's royal rumble match. The big story isn't about how some out of shape loser won the title. The story is how I entered the rumble at fifth, and with my world class endurance, I managed to survive six minutes and forty five seconds! No one lasted longer than I did! If I wasn't stuck at entering at number five, I would without a doubt be the winner!
*There was noise heard from behind the camera, and the reporters turned around*
Crash: What are you doing here?! This is my press conference!
*Coming into view was Rat, he jumped up on the stage*
Rat: Crash, I was contacted by HAW to come wrestle for them. After being away from the States for nearly fifteen years, I decided to make my return. And all I got was couple of seconds in that ring, thanks to you. Good job Crash, you threw me over a rope. But you could never beat me in a one on one fight.
Crash: Rat, I can easily match up against you! EASILY! You're nothing but an old man! Pretty soon, you'll be coming down to the ring in a wheel chair!
Rat: No. After our match, it will be YOU who will be needing the wheel chair! *Rat and Crash got close to each other, staring each other down. Out of nowhere, a trash can is smashed over both of their heads, and they fall to the ground. Frederic St. Pierre is up on the podium, then gives each of the men another attack with the can. He then walks over to the microphone*
Frederic: Let us make this match...a triple threat match. If there was one MVP in the royal rumble, it was moi. And if there was one veteran robbed of his chance at glory, it was moi. I shall be waiting out in the ring for you two. Merci!
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*Backstage, Oden Schreiner was with by backstage interviewer Gregory Greystone*
Gregory: Oden, many had picked you as the favorite to win the royal rumble. I understand that you've wanted to speak your mind on what you felt what went wrong during that match?
Oden: What went wrong? WHAT WENT WRONG?! Nothing went wrong!
Gregory: But....you were eliminated.
Oden: I was not eliminated! I was not attacked and thrown over the rope! I just...I just tripped!
Liam: Hah! A trip! *Lovable Liam enters from the side* That's what you call it? Pleeaaase! You just hate that a tall, big, muscular man like yourself got tricked by someone like me. You run at me, I pull the rope down, and woooop! Away you go!
Oden: It is cowardly!
Liam: Nah, it's just smart! So listen up big boy...I know you really want to get your hands on me...but that's going to have to wait. I mean, I don't have to go head to head with you if I don't want to....but I sorta do. *Liam winked* This is what's going to go down. I don't like that Benjamin the Blessed eliminated me. So if you can just go out there and beat him, we can have our match, got it?
Oden: I crush him, then I can crush you?
Liam: Exactly!
Oden: Then it will be done! *Oden stormed off to prepare for his match. Liam looked at Gregory*
Liam: So how are you doing?
Gregory: Uhh, I'm sending it back to Edward! Take it away!
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BONUS: Royal Rumble Debut Match!
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