Saturday Night Siege Ep3

Live from Nassau Coliseum, Uniondale New York
Show Open (3 minutes)

Joey Styles:Welcome everyone to a jam packed Nassau Coliseum! The state of the Kingdom Wrestling Federation has never been so uncertain folks after what Paul E Dangerously and his band of thugs did last week, taking out all of Camp Cornette backstage and then Paul E himself distracting Austin to cost him a spot in the chamber. The New York State athletic commission has sent letters to KWF with a written warning about such brutal assaults on our program and so far, Ted Diabase has done nothing to Paul E and his group.

Camp Cornette has some serious gnarly injuries, it looks like any hope those three men had at competing for ANY championships at Coronation is lost. And the same could be said about Stone Cold. His opportunity was lost and let me tell you something folks, the Texas Rattlesnake is pissed off. He was scheduled to speak tonight but he has so far no called no showed tonight. What could that mean for Austin’s future here in the company?

All that will be revealed in time but tonight we have our third qualifying match for that KWF National Championship Ladder Match between the Japanese high-flying sensation Hayabusa and the British tactician, Douglas Williams.

We also have the last two qualifying matches for the KWF World’s Championship match. To kick off the show tonight we have the biggest little man, the lucha libre legend himself, Rey Mysterio Jr taking on a man that knows what it means to be a world champion. The dirtiest player in the game, the nature boy, Ric Flair.

And in the main event tonight, for the last spot in that elimination chamber, we have a match that has been building up for a generation now. We have the American Nightmare Cody Rhodes taking on his father’s old rival, a Soviet menace and one of the physically strongest members of the roster, the Russian Nightmare, Nikita Kolloff!

That will be a wild way to end the show, but we have so much more. Folks let’s get to this first match up!

KWF World’s Championship Elimination Chamber Qualifier Match (20 minutes plus 5 minute commercial= 25 minutes)
Rey Mysterio Jr vs Ric Flair
Result-Ric Flair slides into the ring with that slow swagger, the Nature Boy swagger that signals payback and calculation. Across from him strides Rey Mysterio Jr, his mask catching the arena lights, a fireworks of color and courage, the crowd responding with cheers that feel almost like a wave.

The bell rings and the two circle, feeling each other out in the moment before gravity decides the pace. Flair lunges first, a quick collar and elbow tie up, testing the balance of the smaller man. Flair uses a sudden shove to push Rey back to the ropes, then breaks clean but with a sharp palm strike to Rey’s chest as a reminder who is in control. Rey winces, shakes it off, and darts in with his speed, a lightning quick sidestep to avoid a corner shove and a springy drop to a knee that buys him time.

Rey pops to his feet, the first burst of speed in the match. He darts in with a calf kick that catches Flair off guard, then follows with a quick headscissor that sends Flair rolling to the outside. The crowd erupts as Rey leaps over the ropes, doing a suicide dive onto the floor, Flair scrambles to his feet and shouts at the audience as both men rush back into the ring.

Joey Styles:Oh my god! Flair is in trouble already and the match has just begun! Mysterio Jr sure has some fire in him tonight

Back inside, Flair traps Rey in a headlock, squeezing as hard as he can. Rey fights the hold with his legs, twisting the torso and sending Flair into the ropes, breaking free with a burst of energy and a drop to avoid a big clothesline. Rey hits a handspring into a flying head scissors that tumbles Flair across the ring, and for a moment the crowd believes the pace has shifted. Rey follows with a springboard crossbody, but Flair catches him in midair, twisting Rey down into a cover that earns barely a two count. The Nature Boy has a smug grin, hobbling back to his corner with a wave to the crowd as if to say this is only the beginning.

Flair grips Rey by the leg and drives him into the corner with a series of chops that pop the crowd. He whips Rey to the opposite corner, charging in with a knee to the midsection that doubles the smaller man over. A brutal knee drop to Rey’s back leaves him wincing on the mat, Flair dropping an elbow for the old school impact and then a knee to the back to keep Rey grounded. Rey writhes, staggers to his feet, then uses his speed to slip behind Flair, a roll up attempt met with a quick escape from Flair who shakes his head like a man who’s not about to be outworked tonight.

Rey gains momentum by bouncing off the ropes, striking Flair with a sharp dropkick that sends the veteran tumbling, a smile on Rey’s face as the crowd erupts in support. Rey rolls Flair toward the corner, hits him with a running forearm and a flying clothesline that sends Flair sprawling into the turnbuckles. Rey takes a breath, climbs to the top rope, and he hits a leg drop from the top turnbuckle. He goes for a pin for the near fall. The crowd rises, chanting Rey’s name, and Flair’s eyes narrow in that calculating stare.

Flair, ever the strategist, slides out to the floor, buying time by taunting Rey and the fans. He then grabs Rey’s leg, tripping him. Flair quickly rolls back in the ring and gets right to work. Flair drives a knee into Rey’s ankle, then he stomps Rey’s knee, then he clamps on a knee lock that keeps Rey from pivoting. The pace slows, the crowd toggles between hope and worry, as Rey fights the hold with brute strength, inching toward the ropes, finally grabbing the bottom strand and forcing a break.

Both men rise in a flurry of elbows and kicks. Rey fires a quick 619 attempt, the crowd counting along as he goes for it. As he tries to hit Flair with the 619, Flair blocks it and grabs his legs. He pulls him to the center of the ring. He locks in a figure four leg lock! Rey screams in pain and has no choice but to tap out.

The bell rings and Flair releases the hold, sitting back with that familiar, triumphant pose. He rises, chest puffed, arms raised in victory

Winner-Ric Flair

Promo (3 minutes)
We cut to a pre tape showing Bruno Sammartino training the FBI (Luigi Primo, Tony Marinara, and Lil Guido) Bruno makes them do exercises, they are visibly exhausted

Lil Guido: Come… Come on Bruno. Enough

Luigi Primo:Momma Mia, imma gonna puke

Luigi starts dry heaving off camera

Tony Marinara: Bruno, come on, this is absurd

Bruno blows his whistle loud and shakes his head in a disapproving way.

Bruno Samartino:You guys said you wanted to be champions. You guys said you wanted to be Italian heroes. This isn’t fantasy land, this is real life. If you want it, as bad as I’ve always wanted it my whole life, this is the kind of work and dedication it takes. Now, not another break or ill add another hour to our session. Go, AGAIN!

Bruno Sammartino blows the whistle and stands tall as he watches the FBI go back to work

Joey Styles: Well by god Bruno Sammartino is whipping those boys up into shape. If they have any shot at all of being champions, Bruno will pull it out of them!

One on One Match Match (13 minutes plus 5 minutes of commercial break= 18 minutes)
Abyss with Father James Mitchell vs The Zodiac
Result-Abyss, with Father James Mitchell sneering in his corner, faces off against the Zodiac. The bell rings, and Abyss charges forward, his massive frame casting a shadow over the smaller man, Zodiac. Zodiac tries to dart away, but Abyss catches him with a meaty hand, hurling him into the corner with a thud. Zodiac staggers, his attire a blur as Abyss follows up with a barrage of clubbing forearms, each blow echoing with brutal force. Mitchell cackles, shouting instructions, but Abyss needs no guidance, his eyes wild with destructive intent. Zodiac attempts a desperate dropkick, but it barely fazes the monster, who absorbs the impact like a stone wall.

The match shifts as Abyss grabs Zodiac by the throat, lifting him effortlessly for a chokeslam. Zodiac writhes, kicking wildly, but Abyss slams him to the mat, the ring shaking from the impact. Not pausing, Abyss hauls Zodiac up again, whipping him into the ropes with such force that Zodiac nearly trips. As Zodiac rebounds, Abyss catches him mid-air with a Black Hole Slam, spinning him violently before crashing him down. Mitchell claps, his grin wicked, as Abyss looms over his opponent, who gasps for air. Zodiac tries to crawl away, his movements sluggish, but Abyss stomps down hard, pinning Zodiac’s chest to the mat.

Zodiac, showing heart, manages to roll out of the ring, clutching his ribs. Abyss follows, undeterred, as Mitchell taunts Zodiac with venomous words. Zodiac throws a wild punch, but Abyss swats it away, grabbing Zodiac’s head and smashing it against the steel steps. Blood trickles from Zodiac’s head, but Abyss shows no mercy, hoisting him up and tossing him back into the ring like a ragdoll. Zodiac stumbles to his feet, throwing a flurry of kicks, but Abyss catches his leg, twisting it into a vicious ankle lock. Zodiac screams,but before he can tap Abyss releases to continue the brutal assault by orders of Father James Mitchell

Joey Styles:OH MY GOD! This is just uncalled for.

Abyss toys with Zodiac now, his dominance clear. He lifts Zodiac overhead in a military press, parading him briefly before dropping him face-first onto the mat. Mitchell laughs, pounding the apron, as Abyss stalks his prey. Zodiac, barely conscious, tries one last act of defiance, lunging with a weak clothesline. Abyss doesn’t budge, instead grabbing Zodiac’s arm and wrenching it into a hammerlock before transitioning into a spinebuster. The impact leaves Zodiac motionless, and Abyss covers him lazily, hooking one leg. The referee counts one, two, three, ending the massacre in decisive fashion.

With Zodiac sprawled out, Abyss rises, his chest heaving, as Father James Mitchell slinks into the ring, raising Abyss’s arm in victory. The monster roars, his dominance unquestioned, while Zodiac remains crumpled, a broken figure at his feet. Mitchell whispers something to Abyss, who nods, his eyes still burning with malice. The match, a one-sided slaughter, showcases Abyss’s raw power and unrelenting aggression, leaving no doubt of his supremacy. As they exit, Mitchell’s laughter lingers, a sinister echo to Abyss’s devastating triumph.

Joey Styles:Well folks… I don’t even know what to say about that. What a dominant display of force by Father James Mitchell’s monster tonight.

Winner-Abyss

Promo (4 minutes)
We go backstage where we see Mean Gene Okerlund standing by with the mega powers, Hulk Hogan and Macho Man Randy Savage

Mean Gene Okerlund:Ladies and gentlemen I am here with your only announced tag team for that six team randomized Gauntlet in one week time, Tag Turmoil. Hulkster, Mach, what does this mean to you personally to be able to team up once again and compete for Tag team gold here on the highest stage in the game?

Hulk Hogan: Well let me tell you something brother. We aren’t doing this for ourselves dude. We are doing this for each other. Me and Macho here, we have done it all. We have climbed every mountain imaginable brother. But this, this is something new. We have to trust each other dude. We are going to pull each other up by our boot straps and get through any men they throw in front of us.

Macho Man Randy Savage: OOOOOOOOOOH YEEEEEEEAHHHH, YOU DIG IT?

Hulk Hogan: Oh yeah, I dig Macho. All the Macho Maniacs and the Hulk-a-maniacs are going to go wild in one week when we bring that gold home.

Macho Man Randy Savage:That’s right. We are taking over the world. Oooohhh yeaaaahhhh. We are taking this tag team scene over as fast as we can brother. Ooooooohhh let the Macho Man say this! YEAH, Ya Dig it. Whatever gets thrown at me and the hulksters path here, yeah, will get CRUSHED LIKE A BUG!

Macho man smacks his hands in the air, making Mean Gene jump back, startling him. Hogan pats Macho Man on the chest as Macho’s eyes grow wide.

Hulk Hogan: Calm down Macho. What he means Mean Gene, is in one week time, we will be World’s Tag Team Champions

Mean Gene Okerlund: Well you heard it here folks. The Mega Powers have sworn to be victorious on August 23rd!

Promo (3 minutes+5 minutes commercial break=8 minutes )
KWF Presents: The Russian Nightmare vs The American Nightmare
Main Event Qualifier for the Last Spot in the KWF World Championship Elimination Chamber

Opening Visuals
Aerial arena shot at dusk, lights flicker red and gold. Fireworks explode in slow motion.
Cut to steel gates rumbling open, crowd roars erupt.
Quick flashes: chain links, thunderous bass, smoke curling around the ring posts.
Title card lands: “The Last Spot.” The words flash in red, white, and black.

narrator:
Tonight, the stage is set. The last door to the KWF World Championship Elimination Chamber swings open, and two superstars collide to decide who earns the final spot.
In one corner, discipline incarnate. A nightmare forged in the smoke and steel—The Russian Nightmare, Nikita Koloff.
In the opposite corner, the relentless will to conquer, the heart of a fighter who never quits—The American Nightmare, Cody Rhodes.
This isn’t just a qualifier. This is a battle for legacy, for pride, for a chance at immortality inside the Elimination Chamber.

Visuals/Cuts for Build
Close-ups of Koloff’s steely eyes, breath visible in the cold arena air.
Flash of Koloff’s old-school gear, red-and-black attire, the emblematic chain belt

Switch to Rhodes: determined expression, hands flexing, a glimpse of his signature robe and gear.
Cut between clips of their signature moves: Koloff’s power, Rhodes’ endurance and strategic strikes.
Crowd chants begin softly: “Let’s go Cody!” Building to a roar.

narrator:
Two men. One ring. A clash of ideologies, a test of courage, and a path to immortality.
Koloff’s power, calculated. Rhodes’ grit, relentless. Tonight, the nightmare doubles down.
Every strike echoes through the chamber. Every near fall could be the last step to glory.

Music Cue
Epic hybrid score with heavy drums and electric strings rising in intensity; tempo increases as the clip cuts move faster.

Visuals: Entrance Teases
Quick montage of entrance lights, pyro flickering along the ramp.
Shots of the crowd rising to their feet.
Cut to the referee signaling for the main event, the arena going dark for a moment.

narrator:
The last spot in the KWF World Championship Elimination Chamber. Destiny isn’t given—it’s earned.
Tonight, the nightmare is unleashed in a battle that will test heart, will, and pain tolerance.
Who will seize their destiny? Who will fall just short? Only one man will survive tonight.

Visuals: The Clash Build
Fast cuts: a flurry of strikes, a dramatic near-fall, a showcase of resilience.
Sweat droplets gleam under the lights; the crowd reacts to each movement.
A muffled roar swells into a full-blown chorus as a signature move is teased.

narrator:
This is not just a match. It’s a declaration. A warning to every challenger waiting in the wings.
The Russian Nightmare seeks to crush the dream, the American Nightmare to outlast the storm.
In a match where one mistake costs everything, who will be left standing when the dust settles?
Every second counts. Every move matters. In the arena of the brave, the final entry point is earned by those who refuse to quit.
This is their moment. This is their night. Tonight, a nightmare becomes championship caliber.

Visuals: Climactic Build to Finish
A sequence that slowly tightens: the pace quickens, the lighting heightens, the audience heartbeat-in-audio climbs.
Both men deliver signature finishes in rapid succession, crowd reaction peaks.

Sound Design Notes
Build to a fever pitch with a heartbeat-like bass line during near-falls.
Layer crowd chants to emphasize momentum—soft to loud transitions.
Final bell cue with a thunderous clap as the last seconds tick away.

Closing narrator
The last spot in the KWF World Championship Elimination Chamber is up for grabs tonight.
Who will earn their place in the Chamber and who will be left in the shadows? The answer is coming, live, tonight.
This is KWF. This is the main event. This is the moment where nightmares collide.

Tagline Overlay (on-screen text)
“Tonight: The Last Spot. The Elimination Chamber Awaits.”
“KWF World Championship Qualifier: Koloff vs Rhodes.”

Final Visuals
The ring roars with the crowd; the arena lights blaze in red and gold.
The logos for KWF and Coronation glow on screen as well as a graphic showing Cody Rhodes vs Nikita Koloff later tonight.

Promo (9 o’clock Hour, 10 minutes plus 5 minutes commercial break=15 minutes)
Paul E Dangerously comes out with Brock Lesnar by his side. They get to the ring and Paul E has a confident smirk and he grabs a microphone as Brock Lesnar has a crazed look behind him.

Paul E Dangerously: Ladies and gentlemen… My name is Paul E Dangerously… And this is one of my many clients, the Beast Incarnate, the Rattlesnake killer, the destroyer of worlds, Brooooockkkk Lesnarrrr.

The fans boo as Lesnar soaks it all in and Paul E laughs maniacly

Paul E Dangerously:One thing that you stupid people out there will soon realize is this. I mean what I say. I stick to my words. What I say is never predictions or prophecies, they are facts and absolute truths. I came out here and offered my hand as advisor and counsel to Steve Austin. And what did he do? He basically spit in my face. Now why would he do that? Did he know I have four killers in my ranks that are all bigger, tougher, and overall more savage than him? So what happened. We took out those little puny punks in Camp Cornette, Ole Corny wanted to stick his nose in my business and guess what? He fucked around and found out what happens when you fuck with Paul E. Him and his crew are STILL recovering in the hospital. And of course, Brock Lesnar did what Brock Lesnar does. HE BEAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK OUT OF STONE COLD!

Paul E struts around pointing out to the crowd as Brock is getting hyped up in the ring

Paul E Dangerously: And each and every one of you never saw it coming. Each and everyone of you threw babies in the air when Stone Cold came out here. And why? Why do you cheer for such a weak and feeble coward? Austin, in typical Austin fashion, cussed out management and I believe his exact words were, “I quit”. Brock Lesnar beat Austin so bad he quit. And yet you people cheer for this man. He was supposed to be out here tonight to talk to you, to sign autographs and to make community appearances. But instead? He took his ball and went home. Now since all of you are complete utter simpletons, let me advise you on what you should do. You should cheer for the man behind me. The former NCAA Division One Heavyweight champion. The baddest man walking the planet today. The Beast Incarnate… BROOOOOOOCKKKK LESNARRRRRR!

The fans boo extremely loud as Paul E smirks

Paul E Dangerously:In one weeks time this man will add to his already extremely loaded resume, he will add the prestigious inaugural Kingdom Wrestling Federation World’s Champion when he walks through five other men in complete domination!

Just the “Do you smell what the Rock is cooking” plays and the fans go ape shit as the Rock storms out with a microphone looking pissed off. He stops and looks into the camera and raises his eyebrow. As the fans start to quiet down, the Rock starts going in as he walks down to the ring

The Rock: Listen hear jabroni. You think that oversized meat ball is going to be the first World’s Champion? Oh no, no, no. You see, the big ass block head you got is just going to be there for the Rock to play rock em sock em with. I’ll hit you with the rope-a-dope and kick your ass so far your big corn fed ass won’t even know what hit em. Brock, let me tell you this. You have never, EVER stepped in the ring with a man like me. The people’s champion will walk in that ring in front of the MILLIONS… AND MILLIONS! Of people that are watching around the world. And I promise you this. I will be the first ever KWF champion

Brock Lesnar and The Rock get nose to nose and the place is tense. The Bruno Sammartino’s music plays and he gets on the microphone

Bruno Samartino: Wait a minute. You two really think you will stroll into my home and win the KWF World’s Championship? There isn’t a man alive that knows Madison Square Garden like I do. And trust me when I tell you, those fans that have supported me for years will not be disappointed when I walk out of that chamber as the World’s champion

Bruno reaches the ring and Brock is starting to look pissed, Paul E is laughing, and The Rock is making amusing faces. Then Shawn Michaels’ music plays and he walks out.

Shawn Michaels:Did we forget who main evented the first ever Saturday Night Siege? The KWF management sure knew who the show stopper was. They knew who was the best damn wrestler in the world and they made sure the best went on last. Now I know it’s been two weeks and y’all have started to forget and get ahead of yourselves. But all five other men will walk out of that chamber with broken hearts when the Heartbreak Kid steals the show once again and takes home the KWF world’s championship.

Michaels flips the microphone off the stage, hits the suck it pose down to the guys standing in the ring. But as he turns around to strut backstage, we hear “Wooooo” and Ric Flair starts to do his signature Ric Flair Strut out and gets nose to nose with Shawn Michaels

Ric Flair:Wooooo!

The fans say it in unison. Shawn Michaels just brushes it off and leaves to the back and now Flair turns his attention to the ring.

Ric Flair:Now all this talking out here about who the first champion will be is getting me worked up! Wooooo! The nature boy has got a few tricks left in him. And I will do whatever it takes to walk out of there KWF World’s champion. And afterwards, ladies, I’ll be staying at the Ritz. Come on up and pop open some bottles, and take a ride on space mountain as I polish that brand new, shiny, gold belt

Paul E Dangerously:Excuse me. This has gotten out of hand. Let me address each and everyone of you. Firstly, Ric, I am sorry to announce that after Brock Lesnar gets his hands on you “Space Mountain” will be permanently closed down. All those ladies will be able to do is move some ice packs for you.

Ric Flair’s energetic mood turns into a pissed off one as he makes some over dramatic facial expressions

Paul E Dangerously: Secondly, Shawn Michaels doesn’t give two shits about this business. He has talent yes. But talent doesn’t mean a fucking thing when hes broke in half by the Beast Incarnate. Thirdly, Bruno Samartino, it should be a crime letting you walk into that cage with someone like Brooooockkk Lesnarrrrr across from you. This isn’t the era of body slams and headlocks. This is the era where if you walk in that chamber you are guaranteed to not walk out right.

Bruno looks offended and starts to step to Heyman but Brock Lesnar steps forward and Bruno and Brock goes nose to nose. Paul starts to chuckle

Paul E Dangerously:Bruno watch out buddy, let’s make sure you make it to MSG, okay? Lastly. The Rock. Dwayne, this isn’t one of your B List action movies. You think you can strut down here with your pyro, make a couple of funny faces, and start your jibber jabbering on stolen lines you picked up from other wrestlers and your Hollywood weirdo friends. And you think you can step into the ring with a real beast? With a real WRESTLER? Rocky, please stick to entertaining. You might have a future in it. But I promise you, if you go toe to toe with this man right here, older wrestling fans may finally get their wish, Die, Rocky, Die

The Rock goes to bitch slap Paul E but Brock Lesnar catches his hand mid air and he pulls him in and the two men start brawling. Bruno Samartino and Ric Flair join in and all four men exchange punches as Paul E rolls out and gets out of harms way. Security floods the scene as they try to regain order

Joey Styles:OH MY GOD! SHIT HAS GONE NUCLEAR IN NEW YORK! THEY ARE GOING TO TEAR EACH OTHER TO SHREDS!

As we see security ripping the four men apart we see Shawn Michaels lounging on a couch in the back with not a care in the world.We also see both Nikita Koloff and Cody Rhodes backstage watching the chaos from the monitors as the warm up for their match later

Joey Styles: Well one thing for sure, those three men in the back are happy about these brawling. While things are getting under control, let’s take a quick commercial break and when we come back we will get to some more action!