TNW:R Presents: iMPACT (8/10/16) // GOLD RUSH TOURNAMENT

[Chicago Makes Punk]

KEVIN OWENS VS. RANDY ORTON

 

[Kevin Owens]

THE KEVIN OWENS SHOW!

Tonight, the thousands and thousands of fans that have used their hard earned money on this TNW:R event were in for a show, The Kevin Owens Show! The people had bought a ticket to either boo, or cheer Kevin Owens. No matter what they came here to do, they were in for quite a show as soon as Owens went out into the spotlight. And that's exactly what Owens loved to do, he loved to get the people all excited and booing, hating the living hell out of him. As good of a guy as he was, it was his god gifted talent of making people despise him that got Owens where he was today. People loved to hate Owens, and Owens loved to make them hate him, whether that be on the mic, or in the ring, or on his twitter @FightOwensFight. As the biggest heel on the card, people knew they would get their money worth when they saw KEVIN OWENS. Owens stood backstage in the gorilla position getting his head into the game. He looked at his hands and knuckles, staring at the tattoos commemorating and honoring his loved ones. Owens slowly began to tape up his hands with his signature black tape. The same tape that very much molded and fit with his mainly black attire. An attire that was unorthodox and different for a professional wrestler. Instead of traditional tights or trunks, he sported a pair of shorts. He also wore a shirt, his shirt, which is different among wrestlers. But with the size that Owens was, no one was complaining. However despite his size, he was one of the most agile competitors to step into the squared circle. While he finished taping up his wrists, a producer approached Owens to let him know he'll be going out. Owens, very much deep into his character at this point would nod his head. He threw aside the tape and stood straight behind the curtain, waiting for his cue. He bounced up and down, side to side, and cracked his neck multiple times in various directions. All of this played into his psychological preparation to go out and entertain the people, give them all what they came to see. The strums of guitars hit, Kevin Owen's song, Fight, would play throughout the arena. Even while still backstage, he could hear the fans erupt in boos.



Owens would push the curtains aside and slowly cruise out into the spotlight, and the fans got even more wild when they saw the man himself. He looked around with a smug frown on his face, like he didn't really want to be here. But in all reality, this is all Kevin Owens wanted to be. Yea, he missed his beautiful wife and kids at home, but he loved being on the road and being able to perform in front of the many many fans of TNW:R. Besides, his family as well as million across the globe got to see him perform on live television every week. Kevin stood on the top of the ramp, looking at the crowd, despite being nearly blinded by the many production lights in the building. He looked straight down the ramp. A camera man made a close encounter with Owens, having the camera almost straight into his face. Kevin would see this as a perfect opportunity to let the fans know just how damn good Owens was. They were here to see him, and only him. Owens looked right into the camera and said, "Welcome to the Kevin Owens Zone! We're going to SummerSlam!" He would then quickly crack his neck before, quite rapidly, walking down the ramp. While he walked down, the announcer held up the microphone high to their mouth to introduce the man of the hour. "Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is a semi-finals match in the GOLD RUSH tournament.. and the winner will go on the face Aleks Mason at SummerSlam for the Universal Championship! Introducing first.. From Marieville, Quebec, Canada..KEVIN OOOOOOOOOOWENS! Owens continued his walk from the ramp, and when he was, he noticed a fan by the barricade with a sign. Very unfortunately, it wasn't a Kevin Owens sign. This didn't make Owens too happy, as he approached the barricade and violently, aggressively knocked the sign out of the poor fan's hands. He continued to walk until he got to the bottom of the ramp, where he would turn left and stop in front of the steel steps.



Owens would scale the steps, at a fast pace, and get onto the apron. He swung his foot over, and entered the ring through the ropes. He quickly made his way in and stepped towards the opposite side of the ring. He eyeballed booing fans, who yelled offensive things to the athlete. Owens was no stranger to trash talk, and he would return the favor of yelling at the crowd. It was as if Owens was a child, yelling foolish things to this fan who was having the time of his life. Never did this stranger ever imagine he'd get into a yelling contest with THE Kevin Owens. Kevin would then forget the fan, shrugging him off and almost belittling him. He figures he was done embarrassing him and would just take to finding him on twitter later to block him. Vintage Owens, always finding the easy way out and blocking his troubles and the trolls of the internet. Owens would circle the ring a little, getting a feel for the bounce of it and how hard the bumps would be tonight. As he circled he made sure his tape was correctly placed, and the referee would talk to him on the down low about what would be going on in the match, and how things would work. He gave him the normal details like the finish, some big spots, and how long we'd have. In Owens' mind, it didn't matter how much time he had. He could have an hour or 5 minutes. Either way he would give the audience a great show that they deserve. Owens would cease to circle the ring, and approach the ropes. He leaned down and held onto the bottom ropes, making a mean face into the hard camera, which would slowly zoom into his bearish face, not too pleasing. A face only a mother can love. Owens' song then stopped and he would get back to a complete vertical base, and back up into one of the corners, pacing back and forth.

 

[The Viper Orton]

Randy Orton sits idle by the curtains, taking in a few breaths. The cue director leans over and notions Randy of the 15 second mark. He begins to prep himself, more mentally than physically as he waited on for his theme to be played.


Tension rises over the crowd, the only thing you can hear now is the sound coming from the few conversations taking place in the sold out arena. Everybody is on their feet, kids are starring with eyes wide open already captivated with the experience. Old wrestling heads are even more excited. The world freezes for about 15 seconds... I Hear Voices In My Head, They talk to me they understand, They talk to me! (Buy "Voices" by Jim Johnston HERE) blasts over the Public Address system. Everyone instantly started yelling, more yells rooted Randy on than opposed him. Randy Orton waited a few moments before bypassing the curtain and stepping onto the stage where he greets 50,000 people with his presence.

The Viper stops at the top of the stage and glares over the crowd, his eyes seem to capture the moment. He slowly starts his trout down from the stamp and onto the ramp, continuing his venomous stare. He walks with a swagger that only he could pull off, it sends chills down the people's spine.

From St. Louis, Missouri, Weighing in at 245 pounds, he is The Viper. . . Randdyy Orrrtonnn!

After hearing his name being addressed, he rotates his head cracking his neck showcasing his this swagger shortly after continue on his path towards the ring. Once he made it to the end of the ramp and slowly turned and walked backwards to the staircase before proceeding up them and going in between the ropes. Once he's inside the ring he takes a second to relax and soak in the moment. Thousands and thousands chanting his name and now he was the center of attention because everyone was able to see him inside the ring. His motions come back to life as the Apex Predator walks his way to the turnbuckle and climbs it. Where he stares out into space before throwing up his legendary taunt. . .






The Viper leaps down from the turnbuckle and staggers back to his corner while his theme fades from the PA. The crowd becomes more vivid. The Viper stands coldy ready to strike his opponent.

 

[Kevin Owens]

Owens would be pacing back and forth during Orton's entrance, ready to get this FIGHT started. These two faced off at Slammiversary, where Orton stood victorious. But here tonight was going to be different. This time, Owens was going to win and go to SummerSlam, and then go on to become the first Universal Champion. The referee would check to see if both men were ready to start, and then signaled for the bell to be rung. Owens would rush Orton with a plethora of punches to his skull  

[The Viper Orton]

Randy Orton would have made his entrance, standing across from a familiar foe- the man he absolutely destroyed at Slammiversary. He chuckled a bit at this memory, nodding his head in amusement. The Viper would be stretching when the bell sounded, caught off guard Owens would started whaling in on Orton. Orton would cradle up in the corner, trying to soften the solid blows.  

[Kevin Owens]

Owens would back up after getting Orton into the corner. He would then once again sprint towards him for a clothesline  

[The Viper Orton]

Kevin Owens would hold up his assault, momentarily which allowed The Viper to pull himself up in the corner. Kevin Owens was not done yet, spring towards Orton with a clothesline. Randy Orton would be clotheslined, slumping down inside the corner as the Kevin Owens show seemed to be in full effect.  

[Kevin Owens]

Owens would place his boot on the throat of the downed Orton, beginning to choke him in the corner. He was starting this match off in an aggressive manner  

[The Viper Orton]

The Apex Predator was becoming the prey as Owens was prying his boot against Orton's throat. Randy would push KO's foot away after suffering enough pain and trying to gain a gasp of air.  

[Kevin Owens]

The referee had been screaming at Owens to stop, or he'd be forced to disqualify him. Orton would then push Owens off, and he stumbled back a bit. But he would come back, attempting to nail Orton with a knee to the face in the corner  

[The Viper Orton]

As this point Orton was hopeless, being trapped in the corner as his own expense. Owens knee would be driven into The Viper's skull, causing him to become somewhat unconscious.  

[Kevin Owens]

Owens would move to the middle of the ring, putting his arms out wide as he taunted the crowd  

[The Viper Orton]

Randy Orton still would be laid down in the corner, little awareness about his current situation. Owens attack had taken a toll, it was weird to see him in a position like this since he seemed to always be the one on the attack.  

[Kevin Owens]

Kevin would stop taunting the fans, and move back towards Orton. He would attempt to grab him and lift him up to his feet