"-give it up for your next King of the Ring, Tyson....Kidd!"
The crowd boos loudly at even the thought of Tyson Kidd advancing from the brand finals to the big showdown at the pay per view. But as her words echo throughout the arena the crowd knows who's coming next. They know who's going to step out of that curtain and soon their wishes are answered as the biggest pop of the night hits the Anarchy area when...
"So You See the Writing on the Waaaaaaaaaaalllllll"
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"No More Words" starts to play in full swing and out from behind the curtain, dancing to the beat, is Jeff Hardy. Jeff moves his way out onto the stage and thrashes about as he does to the crowds delight. Jeff throws his hands up in the "Gunz" taunt and a massive amount of pyro explodes from the stage around him. The fans cheer as Jeff jogs down the ramp towards the ring, bobbing his head in time with the music.
Hardy runs and slides in under the bottom rope, into the ring. He rushes over to the far turnbuckle and jumps onto the second one, hitting his signature pose while flashbulbs go off in the audience. Jeff hops down, and picks up a microphone from under the bottom rope. He gets to the center of the ring, and his music begins to fade. "Hardy!" chants break out as the crowd are trying to keep his spirits high. Jeff raises the microphone up, and speaks out.
Jeff Hardy: Man.. you guys really don't know when to shut up do you?
Pop from the crowd here, even though Rollins is a favorite, he's got nothing on Jeff right now. Tyson looks the farthest from amused as Jeff continues to speak
Jeff Hardy: Since I rolled into Anarchy a few weeks back, a storm has been brewing behind the scenes. Volatile people strung out with greed and personal strife. That group, has dragged many superstars on Anarchy under their banner, and it pains me to see one standing across the ring from me right now. But this storm has become too much for just behind the scenes, and just like a tornado, it's ripped into the ring, its spilled into the action and now the King of the Ring challenge that I've undertaken has becomes just that much harder. And while I've got my eyes open at all times, while I'm looking out for corners and people in the crowd, I know that this whole Russo thing has also just fired me the hell up. See, Foley and I, we're buds. We're both alike, he was an innovator like myself and I know where I can stand on this side of the thing. So if Vince wants Foley out, he's got Hardy to deal with. You feel me? And man, I'll be damned if I let some cronie of Russo's go on to the big dance at Bound for Glory, and walk out as King of the Ring because we got enough of a imbalance of power on Anarchy. I'm not going to be the one who lets it all slip away completely!
Jeff lowers the mic for a second as the crowd cheers for the fired up Hardy. He nods along and speaks once they quiet down.
Jeff Hardy: Tyson, man, I'm real tired of bein nice. I gave you a lot of props the last time we met in this ring, but all you've done lately is just sell your damn soul to Russo. You're just another flavor of the month, and I'm sure as hell not gonna be surprised when he kicks you to the curb like he did to Rollins. All it takes is one slip up man, just one, one little mistake and poof, you're gone bro. You know what I plan on making your first mistake? How about, next Wednesday night man! When you lose to Jeff Hardy in the Anarchy finals!
Jeff is really ready to go as Tyson and Natalya stand their ground, as Hardy raises his mic again.
Jeff Hardy: But you want me to stay away man? You want me to back down because you'll "seriously hurt me"? What is all that man? I'm "just a shell of the man I used to be", where do you even get off man? If there was two Jeff Hardys to compare; past and present. I know the present Jeff would run circles around the past man. Dont even try that with me, don't even. Just not worth your time, because I've been on a roll. I've been on FI-RE! Jeff Hardy is an out of control train on a one way track and I will crash into everything in my path; you included Tyson. Last week, somehow, I managed to beat Goldberg. I beat him clean in that ring, 1...2...3. No help, no distractions, nothing. He kicked my ass and I still managed to get him down for the win. You know what that says Tyson? That says you cant kill Jeff Hardy. You cant break me and keep me down, no matter what you do or who you are. Younger, older, stronger, faster, whatever man! When you want something bad enough, no threats and no actions will hold me down long enough to where I have to give up and lose. I promised that I'd drag my carcass over the finish line in this tournament if I have to, and I sure as hell still stand by that. So while you're busy, trying to run me down, tryin to pick me apart piece by piece. I want you to remember that I am comfortable in my own skin, I like who I am and what I've become and if you dont respect that, you will begin to understand that when youre words are just dust in the wind, like your chances of being King of the Ring man.
Hardy sneers at Tyson and Natalya, who both shake their heads at him. Jeff looks to his side and sees Rollins, and begins to address him.
Jeff Hardy: You had demons huh?...
Jeff steps closer to Rollins and he's got some fire in his eyes as he speaks again.
Jeff Hardy: You think having "demons" is a losing streak? You think demons are getting your ass kicked week in and week out by people you should be victorious over? Is that what you think demons are? Or is it that you wanted to cash in your briefcase and Russo wouldn't let you? Would that fit the realm of "demons" to you, man?
Jeff gets right in Rollins face and raises the mic up to the Money in the Bank holder
Jeff Hardy: Don't you ever, EVER, talk about demons again before you take a long walk in my shoes and get a snapshot of how it feels to actually have "demons".
The crowd is hot for Jeff right now, as he rightfully puts Rollins in his place. Jeff backs away and speaks to Seth again
Jeff Hardy: Seth, I'm not looking for a castle. I'm not looking for a new home. Because I already am home. Anarchy is my home man. All my creatures are in this crowd, chanting my name, giving me more fuel to fire my flame in this tournament. This whole thing, isn't just a fantasy, Rollins. Man, this is already a reality. It stopped being a fantasy after I won my first match in this tournament against my brother. Ever since then, it's been one crazy leap after crazy leap to get where I stand right now. And I've been fighting for this, harder than anybody and without anybody on my side. While you want an "Rollins era" and Tyson wants his name up in lights so Russo will like him more, I would say I'm more down to earth than that. All I want is the chance to fight for the International Title. You bet your ass that I want to win it, but every single time I get a chance I become better and that has been evident through this whole tournament, through that gauntlet match on Impact, through my time here in UWF as well. So King of the Ring? That means bettering Jeff Hardy. That means I could go to the top once more and make Hardy a household name on Anarchy and I know that sounds real damn good to me. But its one step at a time man. I've still got you and Tyson to roll through and I know its not easy. But Seth, man, I'm sorry but theres not a damn thing you can do to me to keep me down. Not this time. Not when I have so much riding on the line. There is a wind of change blowing though Seth, and you're on the receiving end of it no doubt. But you dont need this, you dont want this as much as I do. You have your briefcase man. You've got nothing to lose in this match, you could win that belt tomorrow in Fandangos dressing room. Tyson? He can have a match handed to him on a silver platter whenever he wants. But the Extremeeee... Enigmmaaa... has everything to lose in this match! And thats why, if there was ever a time to use the "over my dead body" analogy, hell, this is it because I will stop at nothing to walk away and head towards the finals... at Bound for Glory.
"HARDY! HARDY! HARDY!" erupts through the arena as the Charismatic Enigma claps and mouths "thank you" to them. But just as soon as they began, they are interrupted by Seth Rollins.
