<*>Chris Jericho<*>

Mother of God,Ric. What kind of a monster is this Prototype guy?

$*$-Ric Flair-$*$

Man,Chris,I have no idea what got into this guy. It's people like him that make me so glad that I chose you,Franchise,and Jaxx for the Four Horsemen. This guy is sick,plain and simple.

<*>Chris Jericho<*>

Ric,that was just sickening. I mean,people like him,people who have real mental problems should not be allowed to wrestle,let alone try and keep me from becoming the first Extreme Champion. Tell you what,Ric,I'm going down to the ring. How bout you accompany to the ring from now on? I mean,hell,we are both Horsemen and all.

$*$-Ric Flair-$*$

Chris,it would be my honor to come down to the ring with you,the next and first NWWA Extreme Heavyweight Champion. Let's get out of here.

[Y2J and Ric shake hands before opening up the door to find Funaki bleeding from his forehead and holding onto his ribs. Jericho kicks Funaki in the stomach and throws him face first into the wall.]

<*>Chris Jericho<*>

Geez,get out of the way,Funaki. I'd think you'd be out getting some medical help or something after having your ass handed to you by The Prototype. Man,watch where you're going,Godzilla reject.

[Jericho starts to walk down the hallway as Ric Flair steps over Funaki's lifeless body. The scene then fades to black.]

[The scene re-opens to show the inside of the arena where the fans are sitting and waiting for the show to come back from it's commercial. The Jumbo Tron lights up and shows the promotional picture of tonight's Extreme Championship match,as the fans start to go crazy.]

Vs.

Extreme World Championship

[The image disappears from the Jumbo Tron just as quickly as it had appeared. But this time,to the displeasure of the arena crowd,it is replaced by the Countdown to Y2J. The fans boo the entire time that the clock winds down from five to zero and the camera rests on the Tron. The lights high in the rafters then go pitch black,followed by a burst of pyrotechnics and "Break the Walls Down". The curtain raises back as Chris Jericho steps out onto the stage with his arms in the air and his back to the capacity crowd.]

[Jericho starts to spin around as Ric Flair steps out from behind the entrance curtain and stands next to Y2J Jericho faces the entrance ramp and the crowd as Flair walks up and raises his hand in the air. The duo start to make their way towards the ringside area as Lillian Garcia enters the ring and makes the ring announcements.]

~{*}~Lillian Garcia~{*}~

Ladies and gentlemen,please welcome down to the ring,being accompanied by the General Manager of Nitro Ric Flair,he is the number one contender to the Extreme Championship,Chris Jericho!!

[Now,the pair of Chris Jericho and Ric Flair has reached the bottom of the steel ramp and are walking up the ring steps. Flair sits on the middle rope and holds the top rope up for Jericho to go through. Jericho gets into the ring and poses for the fans as Flair steps into the ring and applauds his protege.]

[Jericho snatches the microphone away from Lillian Garcia before she exits the ring and Jericho motions to cut off his music. He taps on the microphone a few times as the music stops,but the booing of the fans remain. He then begins to address the people.]

<*>Chris Jericho<*>

Ladies and gentlemen,boys and girls,ass clowns and Jerichoholics,allow me to say welcome to MONDAY NIGHT JERICHO!! But,this is not just any regular Monday Night Jericho. Tonight is the official start of the Ric Flair Era in the National World Wrestling Alliance. Tonight,is going to be the start of a brand new regime. It is the night where I will become the very first NWWA Extreme Champion,once again showing my legendary status. But I'm not here to talk about just how good I am. Wait,yes I am,but I'm not going to do that right now. I'm here to talk about my opponent tonight,The Prototype. (Crowd Boos) Yeah,for once I'm in agreement with you jackoffs. Prototype,I was sitting backstage watching your interview with the Number One Announcer,Funaki,and I was actually happy to see you beat his face in. It was the one thing that woke me up after hearing you talk. But,there was still no reason to try and kill this guy Funaki. As it was happening though,a few questions come to mind. First I said to my self,it's close to Halloween. The way this guy's trying to kill Egg Roll there,I wonder if he has some kind of relation with that serial killer Michael Myers. But,that can't be because Michael Myers was smart enough to wear a mask over his face. My second thought was,"My God,Prototype,would you please SHUT THE HELL UP??!!" I'm sitting there half asleep,drooling onto my chair just thinking,is he ever gonna just shut up. And I could tell these people thought no different,junior. I noticed a few of them were trying to see things from your point of view. It didn't work though because no one could get their head far enough up their ass to think like you do!

[The fans let out a small laugh after the well placed comment by Y2J,forgetting their hatred for him just for a second.]

<*>Chris Jericho<*>

Prototype,I'm not out here just to make fun of you and talk about what an unbelievably small penis you have. And before anyone asks,I didn't look. I found out from The Rock before he got his ass beat on Nitro. I'm out here to give you a small surprise. You see,anyone with half a brain knows that you and I have a match tonight for the newly made Extreme Championship. After I beat the holy hell out of Mr. Showplace,or whatever it was,and you barely beat Dynamite Crap we knew that we were on a road that would eventually bring us to face one another. But,Prototype,isn't it strange that there was absolutely no added stipulation to an Extreme match such as this? Didn't it strike you just a little bit as odd that in a match for the Extreme Title,there was absolutely nothing extreme about the match? Well,I changed all that on the way down to the ring,with my good friend Ric here. Now,Mr. Flair,please give The Prototype a little much needed info.

[Chris finishes his statement and hands the microphone to Ric Flair to a large boo from the capacity crowd.]

$*$-Ric Flair-$*$

You all can boo as much as you want. Far as I'm concerned you can all kiss my ass. Now,Prototype,like Chris said we both saw what you did to little Funaki earlier tonight. So there had to be some way that I'd punish you. As a result of your total lack of respect for the anouncing team,I am making your match with Chris Jericho for the Extreme Title a Hell in a Cell match.

["Break the Walls Down" blares once again as the fans are quiet with shock and Ric Flair drops the microphone on the ring mat. Both men exit the ring and head backstage as the scene fades to black.]

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