A familiar voice said, bringing the WWE Universe back from commercial break with much excitement. That transition from an all black screen into that robotic voice and that epic white skull of The Bullet Club, it sped the hearts of fans up, even if they hated these guys. They were entertaining, and wherever they went you know that it was only a matter of time before the shit hit the fan and things... and people got broken. But there was something a little extra special about this introduction that got both the fans at home and those lucky enough to see it live eager with anticipation. This time, the Bullet Club gave their introduction to a RAW audience! The walls of Smackdown and RAW had been breached! It gave the whole feeling a sort of war feeling, like shots had been fired! The Bullet Club, up until now, they had been a Smackdown problem. Something only guys like Edge, Jay Briscoe, Jeff Hardy and poor AJ Styles had to deal with. But not anymore. The Tag Team Titles put a crack in the wall, and now some of Smackdown's more toxic superstars had leaked into RAW's system. And fans knew it was going to get ugly- they just had no idea JUST how ugly it was all going to get. Well... they wouldn't have to wait long to find out.

The camera came into focus and gave the RAW audience their first look at the pain in Smackdown's ass that is known as The Bullet Club. It was Nick and Matt Jackson, or better known as 'The Young Bucks'. Now, these boys were not unheard of for RAW fans. The smart marks who had been paying attention on Twitter have been seeing these two guys talking trash for the past two months or so now- claiming that they are the 'Future Tag Team Champions'. Like they already had the straps and everything. These two punks had been antagonizing Edge & Christian right before Christian's professional break down and Edge's fall from grace; trying their best to get a shot at the Tag Titles. Well now, from the looks of it, they will be getting those shots after all. Only it isn't E&C who they are up against. It is a whole other kind of beast. Actually, you could call them 'Beasts'. But The Bucks didn't look scared. They actually looked a little too 'pretty' for where they were located. Matt was in a black tank-top and hooded sweatshirt with the hood drawn up and a Bullet Club bandana on. His tank-top also had a white Bullet Club skull on it and his jeans were faded. His brother Nick looked the same, only his tank-top was white whit a black Bullet Club skull and a white bandana. They would of looked fine if they were standing outside for tickets to Eminem or something, but at first glance they did not scream 'World Tag Team Champion Material'. They looked like just a couple of punks.

That is why it looked so damn insane to see them where they were. Matt & Nick Jackson had somehow managed to get inside a prison cell. Not, they weren't under arrest. If they had been, this promo might not of been so pleasant because of their model-like looks. They would of been having to fight for their lives every day. So no, lucky for them, this wasn't an active prison. Maybe it was an old run down prison. The cell door was rusted and the whole room looked dirty. There was a rusted set of bunk beds with no mattresses and the support beams were busted. The porcelain sink was also broken, it lay in pieces on the cell floor and the mirror above it was broken so that only a few reflective shards remained. The walls were filthy and grimy, you could see where dirty hands had left prints on what use to be white paint and several hoodlums had carved various gang signs into the walls. Some of the more freshly tags were done in black spray-paint and said things like 'Bullet Club 4 Life' and '4 a Good Time Call Ata Johnson'- with a cell phone number written under it. Such a vulgar thing about The Rock's mother, so juvenile... it had to of been one of The Young Bucks. Or maybe it was the camera man who showed he wasn't perfect by giving the people a crooked view of the Bucks as they finish working on one of the walls. This time they seemed to be pasting a poster up to the wall, clearly they wanted to make sure that the only way it was coming down is if you ripped it. Both Matt and Nick took a step back and turned their backs to the camera to admire it. Even the camera man did, letting the viewers at home and in the arena look on in shock.

'KILL SHOT' NICK JACKSON;
"Aaaaannnnnnnnnd there! That about does it".

'HIT & QUIT' MATT JACKSON;
"Perfect! Couldn't of done it better myself. What do you think, Cody? Does this say 'Samoan Family Heritage' or what?".

It was such a vile and crude poster. Something that had come to be known as 'wrestling taboo' and it was just known in the locker room that you did not talk of this. Just like how you never said the name of 'The Crippler' or talked about that one Former Hall of Famer and a certain tape he may or may not have made. And yet, here it was. A picture of something that normally sets the internet ablaze, right on RAW. The Authority was NOT going to like this. Oh well, it is too late to stop it now. Both Jackson brothers looked back over their shoulders and towards the camera man, who can be none other than Cody Hall. Cody chuckled a little and stretched his arm out so that the camera could see him give the 'artwork' of the Young Bucks his approving thumbs up.

'2ND GENERATION BAD GUY' CODY HALL;
"Oh yeah, guys. When it comes to paying homage to screwed up families I am an expert. And what you guys have done here-"Cody makes a whistling sound and changes his thumbs up into the wagging okay gesture. "You have captured the spirit, no doubt".

The Young Bucks pretended to sigh with relief, now grinning mischievously as they clap each other on the shoulders in that 'job well done' sort of way. Matt & Nick then set their eyes onto the camera again when they start to speak.

'HIT & QUIT' MATT JACKSON;
"GREAT! That is exactly what we were going for- we wanted it to seem as real as possible. Not that gloss, polished, nostalgic nonsense that the WWE tries to shove down our throats. No way- that shit is boring. The truth is SOOOOO much better. It's like they say, truth really is stranger than fiction. And sometimes some of the most normal- the most respected individuals have some of the most SCREWED UP skeletons in their closets. Things that should never, EVER!... see the light of day. Things that our pals in Corporate bust their assess to sweep under the rug before anyone makes a big deal out of it. Yet, sadly- they can't cover everything. Sometimes shit just sticks to the bottom of someone's shoe and they end up tracking it into the WWE's house anyways and leaving stains all over the place. And one of those shit stains is a stinker they try to fabreze and salvage as 'The Samoan Dynasty'".

Matt even made a face as he said the name, like it some how stunk the prison cell up even more. Shaking his head tragically before locking those heartless eyes of his on the camera is Nick Jackson. Taking his time to choose his words before he joins in.

'KILL SHOT' NICK JACKSON;
"Try not to say it too much, bro- it'll give you bad breath. But the thing is, he is right. The World Wrestling Entertainment company seems to have a soft spot for 'the Founding Families of Wrestling'. People like The Harts & The Smiths. Or The Von Erichs, maybe the Flairs and the Rhodes boys. And lets not forget The Authorities favorite family, besides the McMahons that is- The Ortons! If your family tree has any kind of a celebrity to it that is worthy to be on a DVD or a T-shirt, shit... they treat you like you are special. Like you are a star. And in the WWE Universe, they would have you believe that no star shines brighter than the 'Samoan Dynasty' Star- Ew! I said it again!".

Nick pretended to cringe and shake his head like he had done a bad shot of something. But it was all malicious mockery- the Young Bucks fed off of each other like a couple of bratty punks on the playground. And the WWE? That was their playground. They spotted the Samoan Family swinging on their favorite seats and it was time to push those kids off- more or less. But this? Some fans were starting to think they were going to go too far. Others were loving it, or still in shock that it was even taking place on RAW. Nick pretended to still be ill but Matt wasn't done and went back to addressing people.

'HIT & QUIT' MATT JACKSON;
"The things we do for you people- I tell ya'. We practically TORTURE ourselves for you people! Because you know we could just stick our heads into the ground and be like everyone else. We could just eat the blue pill and continue kissing that big old Samoan ass!- but we won't! We are not gonna' do it! You can't make The Young Bucks ignore the truth just like everyone else- YOU BITCHES CAN'T CLOSE OUR EYES! Because they are wide open, I guarantee you that, my friends. So when people lower their heads in somber respect for guys like Yokozuna, some human wale who ate himself into an early grave!- don't be surprised if you see that no shits were given by Matt & Nick Jackson. When you marks start crying about Boo-hoo-Umaga and casually ignore the fact that he did enough blow to kill a small army, once again, don't get your panties in a bunch if you see us not caring. Guys like 'The New Head Shrinkers' Jimmy & Jay Uso, they are spending their entire lives trying to cover up for the mistakes this so called 'Wrestling Royalty' have made. Trying to make up for just how pathetic their father Rikishi is- a man who couldn't even be bothered to attend his own kids' wedding! Yeah- that's a real 'Hall of Fame' kinda guy! The truth is the list goes on, and on, and on about just how screwed up the 'Mighty Samoan Dynasty' is. The WWE would have you believe that these people helped change this sport and they did- but honestly, was it really for the better?".

And this time, there was no comedy in the expression of Matt and his brother Nick's faces. It seemed like we were finally getting to the truth of this little promo and what it was all about. The Young Bucks suddenly took on more hostile stances, straightening up and squaring their shoulders. Now starting to resemble the threats to the Tag Team titles that Indy fans know them to be. Matt and Nick continued.

'KILL SHOT' NICK JACKSON;
"If you think being a bunch of fat, drug addicted, murdering sell outs is better... then yeah, they made things better. But if you ask me, I'm not buying it. Just look at the tool bags we are facing this week. For weeks now Matt and I have been saying that WE are the next Tag Team Champions. We have put up with piss poor matches against losers like 'The Realist Guys' or 'The Certified G's' or whoever the hell they were! And we have worked in singles competition, something that we didn't even sign up for! But we did it anyways- we adjusted to the curveballs that the WWE threw at us! But Roman Reigns & The Rock- what the hell is that? Where did these dynamic douche bags even come from? I doubt either of them have been relevant in months, if not YEARS! That's right, I said YEARS! But yet, here they are- fighting two tag team technicians in a match that they don't deserve to be in! Fighting for titles that they do not deserve to possess! Roman Reigns and Dwayne Johnson aren't even a tag team!".

Cody Hall chuckles and chips in his two cents. Not that it was needed, but still... The Young Bucks just had a way of bringing out peoples inner jerk.

'2ND GENERATION BAD GUY' CODY HALL;
"Ha ha, forget about 'em being a tag team; are they even wrestlers anymore? I'm- I'm just askin', don't shoot the messenger bros".

Cody Hall joined in on the antagonizing, although he doesn't seem quite as passionate about it as The Young Bucks are. To Cody, he is just having a laugh with the boys before a match- but to The Young Bucks, this might as well be a declaration of war. Matt Jackson now speaks up.

'HIT & QUIT' MATT JACKSON;
"NAILED IT!- That is exactly our point. This match, when you break it down, what is it really? It is some spoiled brats from 'Wrestling Royalty' against two hungry, ambition and most importantly DESERVING young wolves like The Young Bucks! Say what you will about our run ins with guys like Jay Briscoe, but one thing that can not be denied is when Nick and Matt Jackson come together in a wrestling match... shit happens. We blow minds and expectations! We break through glass ceilings! We collectively kick ass, and we even look good doing it! We might not be winning popularity contests, but if you just shut the hell up and LISTEN- I'm talking to you, Rocky! If you will shut up and listen, then you will hear the PEOPLE talk. You one claimed to be their Champion, so try listening to them Rocky. Do you hear what they are saying? They are telling you that The Young Bucks are the future of this industry. That through your arrogance and self righteous ways during The Attitude Era, you created your own destruction. By being your very best, you inspired a whole new generation to be even BETTER! And make no mistake about it Rock, we are better. We do things in our matches that your family would never dream of attempting. We take risks that you boys just don't have the balls to take. And do you want to know why? Because unlike you and Roman, we need this match. There is no exit plan for us, there is no second choice. If Rock and Roman Reigns lose this this match, what is the worst that will happen? Rocky will go off and make another shitty movie and be paid far more than what he is worth? He hasn't really lost anything. Losing the tag titles would be like turning down an off to do Tooth fairy 3 or 4 or whatever number they are on. It wouldn't wound him in any way. He would feel that loss. That is because 'The Rock' hasn't been 'The People's Champ' for years now. Don't get me wrong, if the money is right- he will come out. He will throw out his one liners, going all "It doesn't matter what your name is! Roodie Poo, Candy Ass Jabronie! I am the Great One blah blah blah buy my new T-shirt, because I made you laugh blah blah blah Smell what the Rock is cookin'"... and the sad part? You idiots will eat it all up because it tickles your nostalgia. It makes me freakin sick, man. This is starting to look like a RRRRREEEEAAAALLLL awesome Dynasty, aint it? Give me a break".

Matt had a real foul and irritated look on his face. This was a guy who was getting ready to fight. His eyes were on the prize and he definitely had his head in the game. Alongside him, his brother Nick, puts an arm around Matt's shoulders and points to the camera as he speaks.

'KILL SHOT' NICK JACKSON;
"And what about Roman Reigns, do you think these titles matter to him? Hell no. This is a guy who has had it all handed to him. He got a foot in the door because of his bloodline. He was shoehorned into a stable he should of never been a part of; taking an opportunity away from a hard working son of a bitch like Chris Hero! He then got to ride the coat tails of his so called brothers into matches that he had no business being a part of. Oh, and lets not forget about his 'LOOK'. We all know that it is know secret that Roman Reigns is a 'strong guy'. The bosses really seem to like that about you. They like it so much that they will look over just about everyone else just because you sit some kind of 'image'. The World Wrestling Entertainment company will never cease to have opportunities for Roman Reigns, and non of which does he deserve! Meanwhile, Matt and I- we're scratching and clawing our way to the top. We are EARNING our reputations, unlike you, we were not lucky enough to be born into it! But that's fine- it only means that those Tag Titles mean more to us! We want them more than you could ever understand! This isn't just a handed opportunity for us, this is something we have worked our whole careers for. Every title we picked up... in every country, all around the world... it has all been building to this. To you, this match is nothing. But to us, to Matt and I, it isn't just everything- it is the ONLY THING! We are prepared to go to some pretty messed up places to get out hands on those titles. Can you to say the same? People are going to get hurt. Cut up. Bloodied, broken and bruised. Hollywood might not want you back after this Rock, unless it's to maybe play the Elephant Man. So before you step into that ring on RAW you two need to ask yourselves if you are honestly ready to sacrifice everything you have to become Champions. Your career, Rock... Roman, how about your little girl? How about when you can't walk with her, play with her or even pick her up because every inch of you just hurts too damn bad! Are you ready to go there!?... I hope you are, because we are. And we'll even go past that. When people ask us why does the Bullet Club do what we do, all we say is take a look at Roman Reigns. Or The Rock. Or Randy Orton, or how about Edge! Take a look at all these has beens or never were who only hold the spots that they have on technicalities! Not talent! You look at them... and then you tell me there is no need for a Bullet Club. Exactly, I think that says it all".

Matt has that devilish grin on his face as he pipes up, his voice was a bit playful again but still full of malicious intent. The Young Bucks just radiated that 'mean boys on the playground' vibe so damn bad that you instinctively just wanted to punch them in the face. But there was something about their words that slowed you down and made you second guess it. Matt and Nick weren't big guys, but they were intense. And people seemed to feed off of that. Even the camera man, Cody Hall, had grown silent for a bit and just stayed fixed on the two brothers, taking in their words as his camera projected it to the WWE Universe.

'HIT & QUIT' MATT JACKSON;
"But this week, all that talk about 'The Great Samoan Legacy' got us thinking... out of all of your family, who could Nick & me turn to for some real inspiration to get the job done? Who out of your whole bloodline could show us just how to get the job done? And then- BLAM! It hit us! Only one guy could teach the Young Bucks how to handle it properly against a couple of bitches like you two! None of than 'SUPER-SUPER-SUPER FLYYYYY" wooo, you know it! Jimmy Snuka! Now that is a guy who knew how to handle it like a boss!".

Nick points now to the poser that he and Matt had put up on the cell wall, a crude and vulgar depiction of the Jimmy Snuka case and the unforgivable crimes that he had committed against his girlfriend and her family. It was an ugly stain on not just the WWE but on wrestling in general, and like all monstrous things... this was never to be spoken of. Albeit, Snuka was just a cousin to them, he was still a rotted and blackened branch of evil on the family tree. One that for many years had been praised and glorified, only to now be locked away next to Hulkamania and The Rabid Wolverine. However, it seems that for one night only Matt and Nick Jackson were going to shine a bright light on this horrible tragedy. In a way that only the Bullet Club ever could.

'KILL SHOT' NICK JACKSON;
"There it is! The only inspirational dude in lot of you! Super Fly, he had the right idea. He knew just how to handle a couple of BITCHES just like you. Maybe he would help you back up after you 'tripped and fell down' some stairs. Or better yet, he would take you to the hospital after you stumbled over your own feet and end falling into his cigar and that is why you had nickel sized burns all over your arms and face! Uncle Jimmy was only there to help! But if you got in Uncle Jimmy's face, when you messed with Uncle Jimmy's things... he would take you by the hair and bash your skull into a bathroom sink until your feet stopped twitching! Oh yeah, that was a real man! Lets give this damn family an award! He is sooo inspirational! That is why this week, Matt & I, we are going to take a page from Uncle Super Fly's book. You see those tag team titles? They belong to us. The are ours! And if you put your hands on then, boy... bad things are going to happen. Maybe you guys will trip and stumble this week. Maybe you'll have a couple accidents. Or maybe you will try and touch something that doesn't belong to you and end up getting yourselves killed! Who knows... things like that just seem to happen. That is why this week you fellas need to be careful and THINK about just what it is you are prepared to do. Just know that whatever it is you decide... we've already considered it... and we're ready for it. You two have allowed yourselves to become predictable. So how about you try being logical and instead you two just don't even bother showing up- why don't you give that a try? Otherwise... you might not like the alternative".

There was an obvious threat in Nick Jackson's voice that would normally make the WWE fans laugh, thinking about The Young Bucks trying to threaten and out muscles both The Rock and Roman Reigns. However, after everything that has been said and after showing just how far they were prepared to go to get inside the heads of their opponents and to make their blood boil... fans were starting to wonder if maybe The Young Bucks could actually do this? Could they dethrone two men whom the WWE Universe and the Attitude Era Babies believe to be immortal? If nothing else, they have made a rather convincing argument. Both Nick and Matt take a step towards the camera, presenting the Bullet Club logos on their tank-tops in a better view in contrast to this abandoned prison cell that they have been occupying. Matt was the one who broke the moment of silence.

'HIT & QUIT' MATT JACKSON;
"Lets not get things twisted, ladies! This isn't a 'RAW vs. Smackdown' thing. The fact that we will just so happen be taking the Tag Team Championships over there is just... well, it is a happy accident for Smackdown. It will give them something to smile about right before we kick their teeth down their throats. You know, the little things in life that make ya happy. But no, this isn't about that. This is about a family full of over rated, over weight, murdering drug addicts getting put out of their misery once and for all! This is about The Bullet Club putting your entire Dynasty down once and for it! Ending this nonsenicle fan worship that these people seem to have for you. We are here to show RAW the same thing we showed Smackdown. That the only group, the only FAMILY worth idolizing... is The Bullet Club. That's it, there are no others! Because we embody the very best of the industry while the rest of you... well, you embody something else. You symbolize the very worst of this sport- and we are sick of it being glorified. So on RAW we are going to put a stop to that. By putting Roman Reigns and Dwayne Johnson on the shelf we can put that era behind us and look on to a brighter future. One where men won't need to hide behind a 'Shield' for most of their careers or where the pay off at the end of winning a match is when you hold the Championship up in victory... and not when you sign the rights away for a lame ass movie deal. That is what The Bullet Club is here to do. Kenny Omega fired the first shot of war when he took the European Championship away from Jay Briscoe and brought it home. Now, Nick and Matt Jackson are going to put another round in Old Yeller by snatching up the Tag Team Championships and taking out the trash. Like I said, this isn't Smackdown against RAW... this is The Bullet Club against your Dynasty. We want to see your legacy die at our feet! Come Monday Night that is exactly how it is going to go down. And when it does, do you know what that is gonna be? It's gonna be sweet".

Nick nudges his brother Matt in the arm and faces him. Nick has a mocking eyebrow raised, maybe to take a jab at The Rock or maybe just to question his brother.

'KILL SHOT' NICK JACKSON;
"Woah, woah, woah, woah! It won't just be sweet, muh' brotha'- it'll be the sweetest!".