XWL Supremacy: 8/5/2012 - 8/12/2012

*As we return from a commercial break, we head backstage to where cameras are seen focused on a door that reads "Parking Garage." After a little bit of time the XWL Intercontinental Champion, Christian, comes walking through the door with his championship on his shoulder. He begins to walk past the camera until an interviewer says "Christian can we have a moment of your time." Christian stops and looks towards the camera.*



[[Christian]]
I just got to the arena, in a bit of a rush now because had some personal issues to deal with first, but giving you a moment of my time would be best for this show. After seeing The Miz talk, James Storm talk, Shawn Michaels talk, Curt Hawkins run his mouth some more, this show could be a bit more interesting if I was to stay here and allowed you to interview me. Now start talking before I change my mind. Remember, I have a Intercontinental Championship match to get ready for, I plan on defending it again.

[[Interviewer]]
Okay, I'll try to make it fast. Tonight you clearly stated you are going one on one with the Personification of Domination, Ezekiel Jackson. Another thing you mentioned, you are going to win, what makes you so confident in your abilities against Ezekiel Jackson? He has been on a pretty big roll as of lately, could Christian really stop him?

[[Christian]]
Could Christian really stop Ezekiel Jackson?



[[Christian]]
They asked me that before I faced Davey, before I faced Davey the second time, even before I faced John Cena. They all seem to doubt me. They all seem to think I have little wrestling ability, seem to think I don't have what it takes to defeat whoever steps in front of me. They think this is the same Christian who walked down the ramp for the past two or so years in XWL, the Christian who couldn't win anything. No, all wrong. I am the champion, I'm better then I've ever been. I was the last, and self proclaimed greatest XWL 15 Champion to date. After my match with Matt Classic, I was told the 15 Championship would no longer be an active championship in XWL. I was fine with that, I already proved I was the best to hold it, no one could top what I did. Defending it each and every week while having another match, two matches a week, no one else could've done that but me, self proclaimed Mr. Double Duty, Captain Charisma, Christian. And you know what this means now that I'm back to going one match a week? I'm unstoppable. No one can stop me. I'm use to fighting two matches a week and going down to one, sucks for whoever faces me now. Wouldn't you agree?

[[Interviewer]]
I would more then likely agree, and next question. With being a pretty successful 15 and Intercontinental Champion, how do you feel the target on your back has grown?



[[Christian]]
The target on my back is something I welcome with open arms. The list of people who go after me includes: Eve, Curt Hawkins, Ezekiel Jackson, Michael McGillicutty, Sheamus, John Cena and many many more. Eve has been on my back for weeks now, she wants the championship off me because she is afraid of the fact that a certain superstar has the guts to stand up to her and defy what she says. Hawkins thinks that way too, but the truth is Curt Hawkins is a follower. I was the first to ignore what Eve says. I started it. He followed it because he thinks he is a big name around here. Curt Hawkins, change may be your goal here in XWL but if I were you, I'd try to win a match first before trying to change things. Got that? Why don't you trend that, Hawkins. #WinAMatch. Speaking of Hashtags, Dolph Ziggler. He's one on a hunt for my championship because he got a fluke victory over me, keyword: fluke. He can showoff all he wants, I'd like to see him beat me on a good day. That match on Redemption, I was having a bad day. If I had a good day, Ziggler would've fallen just like every other superstar who has fallen to me. That understandable?

[[Interviewer]]
Yes, I think it...

[[Christian]]
Did I say I was finished speaking? No, I didn't.



[[Christian]]
Tonight I prove all wrong when I prove I am the GREATEST Intercontinental Champion to date. I would just love to see anyone stop me, anyone. Got that? Good. Now if you'd excuse me, I've got a Intercontinental Championship match to prepare for and win, Zeke may be big on the outside. But he is just like everyone else on the inside. A victim of Captain Charisma, putting on another match that will be remembered as an Instant Classic because that... is how I roll.

*Christian smirks a little bit before leaving the view of the camera.*

Normal Match

United States Championship





Antonio Cesaro Vs Shawn Michaels (C)

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*As the bell rings to signal the end of the contest the theme of the winner blasts through the PA system to the annoyance of the Boston fans*



Michael Cole: And Shawn Michaels has done it once again! He went toe to toe with another one of XWL's rising stars and has came out with his championship in tact!

Jerry "The King" Lawler: Ok, I've got to admit it Cole, I don't like him but Michaels has got the job done here tonight. I had my doubts with him having his eyes on a bigger prize, but he was all business here tonight.

Jim Ross: But will it be enough to convince General Manager Mick Foley to change his mind? He seemed pretty darn set on whether or not HBK would get what he wanted.

Michael Cole: It should change his mind, JR! What else can this man do to prove his worth to XWL?

*As the commentators talk about HBK, Justin Roberts stands up and announces the winner*

Justin Roberts: And the winner of this match, and still United States champion, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels!

*As the referee hands Michaels his belt, HBK snatches it away from the referee, then walks over to the side of the ring nearest the time keepers area and shouts at Justin Roberts*

Shawn Michaels: Give me a damn microphone!

*Roberts stands back up then walks over to HBK and hands him a mic who taps the top of it three times and walks back over to the middle of the ring with mic in one hand and championship in the other*



Shawn Michaels: Cut the music!

*As per his demand, Michael's music fades out as the crowd continue to boo the champion*



Shawn Michaels: Mick, I hope for your own sake that you paid real close attention to what just happened. Once again Shawn Michaels got the job done. Mick, you told me I didn't have my eye on the ball, you told me I needed to focus or I won't be champion for much longer. Now forgive me if I'm mistaken but that just isn't the case now is it? As you can see I am STILL the United States champion, and I've beat everyone, EVERYONE that there is to beat. There's nobody else for me to face that's worth facing for this championship and you know it.

*As Shawn points out a painful truth the crowd begin to boo him once again as Shawn waits for the boos to die down before speaking again*



Shawn Michaels: Now I'm not paid to make the big decisions around here, no Foley that falls on your shoulders, but when everybody knows that Shawn Michaels undoubtedly deserves something that you refuse to give him... well that doesn't sit to well with me. It's unquestionable that the Heartbreak Kid should be in the Elimination Chamber match for the XWL championship next month at Eye for an Eye and there's not a soul in the world that doesn't see dollar signs flash in front of their eyes when they hear that. But you Mick? You're just too damn stubborn to give me what I deserve. You'd rather let your old running buddy The Rock get a chance at the gold then me, huh, is that the how this show is going to be run?

*Pacing to and fro' the camera as he talks, Shawn stops to looks directly at the camera*



Shawn Michaels: Foley, since you won't do the right thing I'll just find someone who will do right by me. You've forced my hand Mick, I didn't want to have to do this, but you've made me.

*Michaels lowers his microphone as the boos fro the Boston Garden crowd persist soaking in the distain from them for a few seconds before raising his microphone to his mouth once more*

Shawn Michaels: I know what I've got to do now...Now play MY music!

*HBK drops the microphone in the middle of the ring, as his theme begins to play through the PA system again*



*As Michaels rolls underneath the bottom rope with his United States championship in his hand he begins to walk up the ramp ignoring the fans either side of him*

Jim Ross: What was that all about?

Michael Cole: What do you mean what was that all about? Clearly he's letting his opinion heard about a great mistreatment from the hands of Mick Foley! That man right there deserves to be in the Elimination Chamber and everyone knows it!

Jerry "The King" Lawler: He may deserve it Cole, but there's a way to go about it and that certainly isn't it. He's behaving like a child and if he continues then he'll never get that XWL title shot he wants.

*As Shawn reaches the top of the ramp, he stops and turns around then raises his arms in the air displaying his championship to the crowd*

Michael Cole: Oh come on Jerry get off your high horse why don't you!

Jerry "The King" Lawler: My high horse? Are you serious Cole? Why don't you tell your good buddy to play the game for once, if he did that then I'm sure he'd receive his chance in due time. He just needs to learn to bide his time.

Michael Cole: Bide his time? Bide his time? He's the longest reigning United States champion in XWL history for crying out loud, and he's had to see lesser men than him get opportunities that he hasn't been afforded!

Jim Ross: Calm down Cole, Shawn Michaels will get those opportunities sooner rather than later I'm sure.

*As Michaels walks off the stage behind the curtain the cameras fade out to an important message from XWL*



*As the video message ends the cameras return to an annoyed Shawn Michaels walking backstage down a long corridor with his championship over his shoulder. As he walks past the cameraman, he stops then as the cameraman turns around, once again Shawn Michaels is stood face to face with Vince McMahon as the boos from the live crowd echo around the arena as they look each in the eye waiting for the boos to die down, then Michaels breaks the silence*



Shawn Michaels: Vince.

*As the two men stay staring at each Vince remains silent for a few more seconds before talking*

Vince McMahon: Shawn.

*Vince points at the championship on Shawn's shoulder then speaks again*

Vince McMahon: I guess congratulations are in order, still the United States champion. I got to tell you it's quite the run you're on. You know I could do with a guy like you in my Corporation, I can get you things others can't, Shawn if you join us the possibilities are endless.

*Shawn thinks for a second before replying to Vince*

Shawn Michaels: Well it looks like we need to talk then doesn't it.

*As Shawn replies to Vince's order, Vince nods in approval as the cameras fade out*

The atmosphere in the arena is electric, fans cheering excitedly in the background, signs in support of XWL many prominent young superstars are held high and proudly in the air, and after a brief scan of the Boston crowd, we cut away to our announce team of the evening, Michael Cole, Jerry "The King" Lawler, and JR



{JR}
This has been quite the night thus far, but it's far from over, and we're still awaiting a number of exciting and exhilarating matches from our amazing superstars and divas.

{King}
The show kicked off with The Miz coming out and expressing how Supremacy should be his moment in the spotlight, that it should be about him, that he was destined to win the King of the Ring-

{Michael Cole}
He was! That no good Seth Rollins ruined it all! Why was he even in this tournament? He's new, what happened to paying your dues? What happened to earning your way to the top? He's nothing but a man that's got a serious case of beginners luck! I guarantee you if The Miz got another match with Seth he'd show him just why he's AWESOME!

{JR}
Maybe once is beginner's luck, but he's beaten the seemingly unstoppable Shawn Michaels, and The Miz, and if he can defeat Triple H tonight, well then maybe there's a reason why Mick Foley gave this man that huge opportunity three weeks ago.

{King}
I agree, JR! Mick Foley knows what he's doing. But as I was saying, he was talking a lot of trash as usual...

{Michael Cole}
Trash?! The Miz speaks the wisdom and truth that you and every other person back there are too afraid of saying. CM Punk the voice of the voiceless? Say hello to The Miz, the speaker of truth, and the maker of awesome!

{King}
As I was saying...The Miz was out here claiming a lot of ridiculous thin-

{Michael Cole}
Ridiculous?! There is nothing ridic-

{King}
Oh will you shut up already!

{Michael Cole}
I'm shutting up because I want to, not because you told me to.

{JR}
Perhaps I should take over, now just as The Miz started talking about becoming the World Champion, he was interrupted by the returning James Storm! The fans went crazy at the start of his theme, and he didn't hesitate to send a message to everybody in the back. The Miz didn't like being interrupted, he demanded James leave that ring, but instead of doing that-

{Michael Cole}
He had the audacity to kick The Miz in the face for no reason whatsoever! Then these people started cheering? Why do they cheer a man being attacked for no reason? What happened to be civil? James Storm is nothing but an inbred barbarian and frankly, he should have to issue a public apology to The Miz for that uncalled for assault! The Miz didn't deserve that, he didn't provoke James, he didn't insult him, he kindly asked him to let him finish what he had to say, where's the justification there?

{King}
You really need to see professional help regarding your unhealthy obsession with this man...

{Michael Cole}
Obsession? So because I want see an amazingly talented individual like The Miz be treated fairly, I'm obsessed?

{King}
I've developed a sudden respect for Joey Styles...

{Michael Cole}
What's that supposed to mean?

{JR}
As much as our viewers would love to see you two go at it some more, we do have something special to talk about. Now during the start of tonight's show, there was actually a very special event going on outside the arena. Just hours before his big title defense later on in our main-event, the World Heavyweight Champion Ted DiBiase hosted a very special DiBiase Posse Party that had quite the turn out! Now given his rise to fame and impressive last couple months, we want to give you all an inside look at a DiBiase Posse Party.

{King}
They're held every single show he's scheduled for, whether that be house show, Redemption, Breakdown, or a pay-per-view, he takes time out of his very busy schedule to interact with the fans in the most down to earth environment you'll ever be apart of. They listen to music, tell stories, enjoy good food, and can get an unlimited amount of autographs, pictures, and just get an experience that fan's usually can't get with the other wrestlers.

{Michael Cole}
Because they've all got way more important things to do than hang out with a bunch of losers!

{JR}
I'd watch what you say about Ted's fans, you wouldn't want another broken hand now would you?

{Michael Cole}
Oh you think it's funny that I got injured by that animal for no reason?! You think I deserved to be attacked in my defenseless and innocent state?! I was simply minding my own business, and the nerve to come over here, and break my hand! How he wasn't fired on the spot that very minute still baffles me! And then he becomes World Heavyweight Champion? Over someone like The Miz?! Who he also injured! And then he retains that title against Cody Rhodes, by injuring him too?! And now he faces the man he ALSO injured a few months back at a house show? Which he'll probably retain by injuring him again? Because he shows no remorse, no concern for his fellow superstar, and is a reckless liability that this company needs to get rid of before he causes them severe legal consequences? No, I won't shut up, this has to be said, I will not put up with this any longer! Tweet it out Coleminers, Hashtag FIRE TED! Make it trend, maybe then these idiots will actually do something worthwhile finally, maybe then I'll finally get justice from when my hand was just another victim on the growing list of injuries Ted has purposely caused! I have every right to-


Instantly we fade away from Cole's long winded rant, and to video footage of an already in progress DiBiase Posse Party from earlier in the night. Fans of all kinds are seen conversing and enjoying the food and entertainment while a monitor broadcasting the Supremacy pay-per-view rests on a nearby stand so the fans don't miss a minute of this amazing pay-per-view. Ted's shown laughing with a group of fans near the table of food, one of them seems to be impersonating Dolph Ziggler, with his hair slicked back and flicking it in a mocking way just like him. The female companion next to him then begins screaming in a screeching tone "EXCUSE ME!" which causes Ted to turn red in laughter even more. As the cameras pan along the surrounding area, we take notice of a banner made by some fans welcoming us to tonight's DiBiase Posse Party.




Ted walks past the cameras noticing a fan with a sign, and instantly pulls out his sharpie marker from his jeans and greets the fans with a firm handshake.

{Ted DiBiase}
That is an awesome sign my man, you having a good time?

He uncaps his marker then begins to autograph it.



{Fan#1}
The most fun, I can't believe you actually do this every night!

{Ted DiBiase}
The way I look at it, if you guys can come to my autograph signings, pay to see me and attend events I'll be at, the least I can do is take a few minutes to actually show my appreciation.

{Fan#1}
Well I thank you for the autograph, now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go get some of those wyngs before they're gone!

The fan takes their sign and dashes away, to which Ted turns around cuffing his hands against his mouthing and shouts out.

{Ted DiBiase}
You better save some for me!

The camera continues to scan the party and we see none other than Mr. Anderson making his arrival to the scene! Ted spots him and makes his way past his Posse to greet Redemption's newest wrestler, shaking his hand shouting to his Posse...

{Ted DiBiase}
Hey guys look! It's Mr.-

Anderson holds up his hand stopping Ted.

{Mr. Anderson}
Shhhhh, shhhhh, shhhhh, shhhhhhhhhhhh...

Anderson hold his hands in the air quieting the crowd, he then holds his hand in the air in his signature taunt and a mic falls down from the sky! Ted looks up clearly confused as to how the mic appeared out of no where as Anderson begins to speak, no, begins to shout.

{Mr. Anderson}
Ladies and Gentleman, let me introduce to youuuuu....Weighing in at an astonishing two hundred forty and one quarter pound!!!! Hailing from Green Bay, Wisconsin!!!!! He is a member of the DiBiase Posse!!!! MMMMMMIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR....

AAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!.....

Anderson holds the mic away from his mouth for a moment as the crowd goes wild, DiBiase takes this opportunity to shout into the mic..

{Ted DiBiase}
DIIIIIIIIBBBBBBBIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Anderson looks over at Ted in confusion as the DiBiase Posse goes wild

{Mr. Anderson}
AAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

DiBiase and Anderson shake hands as the party continues, they begin to walk over to the barbeque as they catch up

{Ted DiBiase}
So Ken, how've you been man?

Before Anderson can answer a fan walks up to the two with his girlfriend in tow.

{Fan#2}
Hey Mr. Anderson! Ted DiBiase! Can I have your autograph please!

{Ted DiBiase}
Sure man.

The fan happily hands over a sharpie and a photograph of the Redemption roster. Ted signs it his name next to his picture in the roster and hands the sharpie and picture to Anderson who takes the sharpie, ignoring the picture, and signs his name on the fan's girlfriend's breasts!

{Mr. Anderson}
You know I could sign my number here too if you'd like babe!

{Fan#2}
Hey man that's my girlfriend!

{Mr. Anderson}
Yeah but how many people get to say that their ex is dating an XWL Superstar?!?

{Fan#2}
Ex? Pshhh, lets out of here baby.

{Ted DiBiase}
He's just kidding! Ha ha, you know him, what an asshole, right?

The fan takes his girlfriend, who's looking at Anderson with a starstruck expression, and basically has to drag her away.

{Mr. Anderson}
Call Me!

{Fan#2}
Asshole!!!

{Mr. Anderson}
You know it!!!

Ted smacks Anderson in the chest lightly

{Ted DiBiase}
Come on man, you can't be hitting on my fan's girlfriends! You'll drive them all away from the DiBiase Posse Party!

{Mr. Anderson}
Oh they'll be back, don't worry. Or at least she will!! 

{Ted DiBiase}
Very funny.

{Mr. Anderson}
Oh right, I forgot that the whole "girlfriend" situation is a bad topic to bring up with you.

{Ted DiBiase}
What do you mean?

{Mr. Anderson}
Well I mean, you know man.. Maryse. How are you holding up anyways?

{Ted DiBiase}
Maryse? Maryse who? The gold digger, the cheater, the shopaholic, the perfect opponent for Dolph Ziggler in a bleach off, that Maryse? I'm fine! Hell, I'm better than fine, I'm World Heavyweight Champion, free to do whatever I want without someone telling me it's stupid, and then suggesting we go pig out on a plate of snails, I mean really, WHO WANTS TO EAT SNAILS? But yeah I appreciate it, but I'm grea-

Anderson notices a super hot women walking by in a revealing T-Shirt and completely cuts off Ted as if he wasn't even listening in the first place.

{Mr. Anderson}
Well hello..

Anderson walks off following the girl leaving Ted mid-sentance. He stands there for a second shaking his head and sighing, but then notices a little boy showing off his sign which he plans to hold up later tonight in Ted's match. Ted calls him over and places his arm on his shoulder then faces the cameras.



{Ted DiBiase}
You see this kid right here? He's made me a sign! Can y'all believe that? Me, a sign, in support, OF ME! You know it never gets old, but hey what's your name, son?

{Fan#3}
Mikey! I'm your biggest fan, Mr. DiBiase!

{Ted DiBiase}
Please, call me Ted. So Mikey, huh? I know a Mikey, but unlike him, you actually have talent! Get a look at this camera guy.

The camera lowers and zooms in slowly showing the sign in full view.



{Ted DiBiase}
Now this, this a sign! A you know what makes me love it the most? Although I do love the collage of pictures, the thing I notice the most is you called me, the legend...has a ring to it, don't it? The Legend, Ted DiBiase! New nickname maybe? Mover over, dad, I'm the legend now!

The cameras move away from the sign and focuses back on Ted and one of his younger fans.



{Ted DiBiase}
So Mikey, what are you most looking forward to at tonight's show?

{Fan#3}
You kicking Edge's butt!

{Ted DiBiase}
Oh really now, and did ya' like what I did to him this past week on Breakdown?

{Fan#3}
It was the best!

{Ted DiBiase}
I like you, now go get some of that cake over there before my brother eats it all!

{Fan#3}
Is it chocolate?!

{Ted DiBiase}
Is there any other kind?

{Fan#3}
Oh boy!

He runs off with his sign and over to the food stacked table as Ted's left smiling, then he begins to sign some more autograph and take some more pictures until the cheery mood of the DiBiase Posse party changes as the camera pans out to show The Miz walking by, he's dragging along his suitcase with his suit jacket slung over his shoulder. He walks right into the middle of the party, there is an awkward silence as everyone is looking at Miz. But after a few seconds the easy going and light hearted people begin to clap for Miz, Miz throws down his suit jacket in anger.

{The Miz}
WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE CLAPPING FOR? Are you mocking me?! Is that it?!

We cut back to Ted who's shown with a group of fans and he laughs before saying

{Ted DiBiase}
Stop mocking him guys!

Ted then laughs again

{Ted DiBiase}
...I'm just kidding, have at it!

Miz drops his suitcase now and begins to talk a walk around the party, he picks up a tray of food before slamming it to the ground, a kid who is holding a DiBiase Posse sign shouts "Hey!" and walks up to Miz.

{Kid}
Th-That was mean!

{The Miz}
Awwww, I'm so sorry. What are you gonna do, tell your mommy? Waaaaah!

Suddenly a large gentleman stands infront of the kid facing Miz.

{Kid's Father}
I made that food.

{The Miz}
...

Miz looks around for a few seconds before looking at the man again, Miz backs off from the man. The man turns around and goes back to the table but Miz suddenly grabs the custom made sign that the child made and ripped it up! People start to boo and shout at Miz, he opens his arms with a smirk.

{The Miz}
Enjoy your evening, folks!

Miz picks up his suitcase and puts his suit jacket over his shoulder, but as he goes to walk off a hand is put on his shoulder. Miz turns around into a huge right hand from the kid's father! The camera pans to Ted who is leaning on a fans shoulder watching in amusement at Miz getting punched in the face for what he done. The man grabs Miz by the collar and escorts him out of the party as everyone gives a round of applause.

{Ted DiBiase}
I almost feel bad for that guy....NOT!

The fans along with him laugh once again before everyone goes back to enjoying the party. He begins to take more photos with fans as they walk up with their friends holding the cameras taking pictures they'll treasure for a long time.



After a few snaps of the camera they shake Ted's hand, wave and head over to get some of the good food available at the party. Another guy comes over and asks for a picture, which Ted welcomes him then places his arm on his shoulder and smiles before winking at the person taking the picture to start whenever ready.



A couple of seconds pass after the photos have been taken, the guy thanks him for being so cool, Ted pulls out his sharpie once more and signs a special Supremacy program which features him on it. After signing it he hands it back over, and the next crowd gathers around for a picture and autograph combo, but first comes the picture which they hold up a sign in support of him, they seem to be from his home state and he takes quite the liking to that. He helps them hold the sign then smiles for as many pictures as they want.



After a couple of pictures are taken and the fans thank Ted, the kids run over to a different part of the part. Ted closes the sharpie and places it back into his pocket as he makes his way over to a different part of the party where some other fans could be seen standing with an unknown women, taking pictures and signing autographs. Ted makes his way over to the little group where its revealed to be XWL Diva, Kaitlyn, hanging out with some of her fans at the party. Kaitlyn notices Ted and begins to speak.

{Kaitlyn}
Hey Ted, sorry for crashing the party. I didn't think you'd care all that much. Just what better way to help what's been going on with AJ as of lately then a DiBiase Posse Party?

{Ted DiBiase}
No worries Kaitlyn, glad to see you rather then AJ. She is a little too koo koo for my clock. Glad to help though. These parties are basically the definition of fun.

{Kaitlyn}
I can tell, so many fans here. I'll make sure to visit the next one, oh and good luck against Edge tonight. Whatever you do to him tonight, remind him that he had it coming. I may be a Breakdown Diva, but a guy like Edge representing us? Eww please no.

A fan approaches Kaitlyn and asks for a autograph as Ted speaks.

{Ted DiBiase}
Yeah, I know how you feel. Tonight, he'll take a one way trip down Dream Street. All expenses payed of course.

{Kaitlyn}
Please do, most of Breakdown are actually rooting for Redemption. Ironic isn't it?

{Ted DiBiase}
Nah, It sounds believable. Can't blame you guys. But enjoy the rest of the party Kaitlyn, have fun.

{Kaitlyn}
I'll be sure to, good luck tonight again.

He waves her off, it is then that Ted turns around to see none other than John Cena walking towards the party. Cena is already in full attire, including t-shirt, and is on his way into the arena. John Cena sees Ted DiBiase and shouts his name before walking over to him and they both offer to greet each other with a handshake which is accepted.

{Ted DiBiase}
Hey Cena!

{John Cena}
Hey, I see you're throwing quite the party here, thought I'd just drop by before I entered the arena for the night.

{Ted DiBiase}
Yeah this is quite the party, and you know why? Because it's in such a great place! I think you know a few things about Massachusetts.

{John Cena}
Yes I certainly do, and hey good luck in your title match later, hope you-

It's then that a fan wearing an Edge T-Shirt turns around. The fan is clearly annoyed at the fact people are suggesting they want Edge to lose and immediately begins talking to Cena.

{Fan#4}
Man neither of you guys can compete with Edge, Cena you couldn't even beat Christian! And Ted you'll be lucky if you can walk out of this building tonight let alone with the World Championship.

{Ted DiBiase}
Welcome to the party!

That remark seems to anger the man a little bit more and the two just slowly walk away until the fan is out of sight.

{John Cena}
Looks like someone wasn't enjoying the party...

{Ted DiBiase}
Tell me about it.

{John Cena}
Man I'm hungry, I could go for a snack.

{Ted DiBiase}
Well there's some food over here.. Follow me.

Ted motions for John to follow him and he leads him to a table full of various snacks.



John Cena grabs a cookie, and Ted grabs two. But when Cena realizes Ted grabbed two instead of just one, he speaks.

{John Cena}
Save some for the fans!

{Ted DiBiase}
But they're so good!

It's then that a small fan, we aren't given an age, but we can assume it's around 7 approaches the table and also grabs a cookie. It appears he was unaware of the superstars because he seems surprised when he realizes who they are and the small fan runs up to what seems to be two of his favorite stars.

{Small Fan}
Hey, you're Ted DiBiase! And you're John Cena! You guys are XWL Superstars!

{Ted DiBiase}
Yes we are, and you're a great fan!

{John Cena}
Hey Ted, do you have a sharpie?

{Ted DiBiase}
Yeah, why?

{John Cena}
Well can I see it?

{Ted DiBiase}
Alright I suppose.

Ted hands Cena the pen.

{John Cena}
Ha, now I get to give him an autograph first!

The young fan smiles at that and quickly turns around (as he had been wearing a plain XWL T-Shirt) and John Cena signs his name on it before handing it off to Ted. DiBiase then signs his name as well.

{Small Fan}
Thanks guys! You guys really are as cool as you seem on TV!

The small and energetic fan then runs off just as quickly as he ran up to them.

{John Cena}
Well Ted, I don't have a match tonight but I think I should head inside the building, you never know when duty will call.

{Ted DiBiase}
Alright I'll see you later, and be sure to catch my match tonight ton-

The same Edge fan from earlier has somehow caught up with DiBiase and Cena again. He is shouting, "Ted sucks, He even ran from me!" among many other things at them. At first their reaction is to wonder how he caught up with them, but then they just decide to ignore him. It seems like he won't go away, but then a parent of a small child who became frustrated at the man for shouting so much approaches him and it appears the man won't be a problem for Ted or John anymore.

{Ted DiBiase}
Well... Like I was saying before I was interrupted, be sure to catch my match later tonight!

{John Cena}
Oh I will, good luck with that.

{Ted DiBiase}
Thanks.

The two shake hands again before Cena can be seen walking off towards the arena. Ted then turns to face the camera with a bright and cheery smile on his face.



{Ted DiBiase}
Sorry for ignoring you guys, just this is my time with the fans right now so I hope you understand, but anyways yes this is a DiBiase Posse Party, and if you're not here, well then, you're probably being treated a boring Shawn Michaels or Chris Jericho promo right now, to which I offer my sincere condolences. But all jokes aside, tonight is a big night for me, I'm having fun now, I'm living for this moment right now, but later tonight, in the main-event, there won't be a smile on my face, I won't be offering Edge a slice of cake or a plate of wyngs, and he certainly ain't getting one of those cookies! No, last month he made a grave mistake, and left me in a pool of my own blood, so you know what I'm going to do tonight? Return the favor! People wanna call me reckless? I'll show them reckless! They wanna call me dangerous? I'll give them dangerous! Edge, I'm not going to let you dampen the mood here, so let me just wish you good luck, and I'll be sure to call the local hospital and reserve a room for ya, because I'm thoughtful like that.

He flashes a smirk for the camera, but then his brother and mother walk up to him and his mood changes back to a cheery one. Brett greets his brother and Ted points to the camera to get a shot of him.



{Ted DiBiase}
This strapping young gentleman right here is my brother, Brett! Why is he here you ask? To watch me kick Edge's ass of course!

{Mrs. DiBiase}
Theodore!

{Ted DiBiase}
I'm sorry mama, I meant behind I swear.

{Brett}
Ha ha you got in trouble for saying ass.

{Mrs. DiBiase}
Brett!

{Brett}
Sorry mom.

{Ted DiBiase}
Ha! Now you got in trouble for saying ass!

Ted realizes he just said it again.

{Ted DiBiase}
Aw dammit!

{Mrs. DiBiase}
Ted!

Not wanting to say anything else that his mom wouldn't like, he grabs her and hugs her tightly and she's squeezed into a smile.



He then loosens his grip but keeps his arm around her.



{Ted DiBiase}
This is my mama, she taught me everything I know, blessed me with her good looks, and I love her! Plus she flew all the way out here just to watch me beat Edge tonight, is that cool or what?

{Mrs. DiBiase}
Unfortunately your father couldn't be here, he had a thing at the church, but they're watching at home, so wave!

Ted, Brett, and along with their mother then begin to wave at the camera.

{Ted DiBiase}
Don't worry dad, I got this!

{Mrs. DiBiase}
Well I don't wanna keep you from your fans, so go have fun!

He hugs her tightly again while looking at the camera.



{Ted DiBiase}
Ain't she just the greatest?

They end their embrace then Ted pulls his brother in a tight headlock giving him a noogie.

{Ted DiBiase}
And this guys not so bad either!

He lets go of Brett then smiles before walking off to continue his interaction with the fans. The cameras then begin to pan along the crowd, away from the host, and a fan is heard yelling "Yes!" and Daniel Bryan is shown arriving to the arena in a rental car. Fans rush his car before he even gets a chance to get out of the car. He's being patient with them as he shakes everybodys hand and moves along when he sees Ted DiBiase now standing by a table with assorted foods on them. Ted's holding his world title and is chatting with a fan. Bryan walks up to Ted and makes him aware of his presence

{Bryan}
YES!

{Ted DiBiase}
Seriously Daniel? By now you should know that the word "Yes!" doesn't scare me. Nice try though.

{Bryan}
It was a worth a shot. Nice party you've got going on here. Thanks for the invite.

{Ted DiBiase}
Yeah sorry bout that man, had to invite all the fans first and then ya know, there were other aspects.

As Ted finishes his sentence, Mitch is seen walking by and up to a girl. Ted and Bryan stop talking and watch what is going on with him. He has a drink in his hand, most likely alcoholic, and starts talking to this girl. The girl, with a smile on her face, asks Mitch if she can take a drink of his drink, and he says sure. He hands her the drink, and proceeds to tell her a joke (Due to the nature of this joke, the network has told us here at XWL that it cannot be aired). As he's telling her this joke, the girl's face is seen getting more and more disgusted until she throws Mitch drink into his face and slaps him before walking off. Bryan and Ted start cracking up while Mitch sulks off, attempting to dry himself of and regain some of his pride. After Ted and Bryan get a good laugh, they start talking again.

{Bryan}
That was funny and all, but I've got something I need to ask.

{Ted DiBiase}
Shoot.

{Bryan}
How did Mitch get an invite to this thing and I didn't?

{Ted DiBiase}
Bryan, to be honest, you got the same invite as everyone else did. Didn't you see my tweet about it last week?

{Bryan}
Ummm, here's the thing Ted, I haven't followed you on Twitter yet.

{Ted DiBiase}
WHAT?!

Ted looks at Bryan with a somewhat hurt look, and looks at the table with food. He sees a mini cheese burger, and looks at Bryan and smiles. Ted picks up the burger and savors it right in front of Bryan. Now, Bryan looks hurt and knocks the mini burgers off the table

{Ted DiBiase}
Hurts doesn't it? And to think I am one of your followers on Twitter.

Bryan has calmed down from Ted eating the burger, and is now messing with his phone. He clicks and then shows Ted his phone

{Bryan}
See what that says? It says that I am officially one of your followers. You happy now?

{Ted DiBiase}
Not really. You should have followed me weeks ago. Whatever though dude, we're at a party. A "DiBiase Posse Party" at that.

{Bryan}
Yeah, there's a lot of people here man. Shows that you do have a fan base. I wonder how many of them are Daniel Bryan fans. Want to find out?

{Ted DiBiase}
Ummmm, sure I guess.

Bryan smiles and walks over to one of the cars parked in the arena parking lot. He jumps onto the hood, and has a crowd surrounding the car. He starts yelling so all the fans in the lot can hear him

{Bryan}
Hey guys! Who here is a Daniel Bryan fan?

YES!

{Bryan}
How about a Ted DiBiase fan?

YES!

{Bryan}
How about a Michael McGillicutty fan?

NO!

{Bryan}
What about them Edge fans?

NO!

Bryan jumps down from the car, and shakes hands with all the fans that were surrounding the car. After he does this, he walks back over to Ted and starts to speak again

{Bryan}
Looks like it's a stalemate dude. At least we know these fans hate our opponents.

{Ted DiBiase}
As if we didn't know that already! Besides who could like them? They're just a bunch of cowards, no one admires cowards.

{Bryan}
I don't know man, I do know that I need to get ready for my match soon.

{Ted DiBiase}
All right, but before you do that, I have a surprise for you. I had them, especially for you, bring a batch of some homemade.................... VEGAN CUPCAKES. Talk about YES!

{Bryan}
YES!

{Ted DiBiase}
YES!

{Bryan}
YES!

{Ted DiBiase}
YES!

{Bryan}
YES!

{Ted DiBiase}
YES!

{Bryan}
YES!

{Ted DiBiase}
I think I see Kaitlyn eyeing them!

{Bryan}
NO!

{Ted DiBiase}
YES!

{Bryan}
NO!

{Ted DiBiase}
WAIT! She's just grabbing a cookie, GO BRYAN! SKIP LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!

{Bryan}
YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!

He begins to point while skipping away to the table that's got the vegan cupcakes as he continues to shout "YES!" on the way there. Ted's shown just laughing away, then turns his head back to the cameraman.



{Ted DiBiase}
Woo boy! Now as fun as it's been having you guys out here, I need to get back to the party, fans still need pictures, autographs, and I may treat them to a bit of karaoke...

He flashes a grin, the cameras begin to fade away and that's when he suddenly shouts

{Ted DiBiase}
EVERYBODY WAS KUNGFU FIGHTING!

The exclusive footage ends and a video package for The Glamazon Beth Phoenix begins to play.

We return to the arena as a shocking and unfamiliar theme song starts to spread throughout the arena. The fans stand to their feet to try and catch a glimpse of who it may be, others, already aware of what's to come.

[Jim Ross]
Welcome back to our live Pay Per View event, Supremacy ladies and gentlemen.

[Jerry Lawler]
Oh this has been a great show so far JR! One can only hope it keeps getting better!

[Michael Cole]
Well King, if you'd shut up for five seconds maybe we'd find out what's goin' on here?

[Jerry Lawler]
Michael, I ought'a-

[Jim Ross]
Easy King..





[Jim Ross]
What the?

[Jerry Lawler]
Who the?

[Michael Cole]
Is it-?

The Billion Dollar Princess, Stephanie McMahon steps out onto the stage. She stops and takes a moment to soak in the reaction. The screams of super-fans, and the boos of wannabes. She looks from side to side with a smirk on her face, nodding in approval.





[Jim Ross]
My god King! It is her! Stephanie McMahon ladies and gentlemen!

[Jerry Lawler]
We haven't seen Stephanie in.. I don't even know how long??

[Jim Ross]
Too long King! What could she possibly be doing here?

[Jerry Lawler]
And in a dress like that! Wow!

[Michael Cole]
Maybe she's here to save us from this god-awful "action" we've witnessed all night.

[Jerry Lawler]
Michael, for the love of god would you shut your mouth.

Stephanie looked down at the ramp before her as she began taking steps down that very ramp. The crowd reaching out to touch her as she merely glanced at them in her walk of return to wrestling federations. One hand was propped on her hip, giving off a sassy presence as she made her way to the bottom of the ramp.





She made it down to the ring, heading to her left towards the steel stairs as the fans finger-tips were just inches from her, yet she paid them no mind. She took a couple of careful steps up the stairs, grabbing the turnbuckle pole for support against her heels.





Stephanie ducks through the bottom rope. She heads over to our ring announcer Justin Roberts, receiving the mic from his hands as she begins to pace back and forth in the ring, that famous smirk of hers still on her face as she took in the embrace of the XWL Universe.





Stephanie finally stops in the center of the ring as her music fades away. She holds the mic up to her mouth, but pauses, again taking the the reaction of the crowd before holding her mic back up and beginning to speak her mind.

{Stephanie McMahon}
Guess who's finally arrived back on the scene?

Stephanie let the mic drop down away from her mouth a bit as the some of the crowd began to chant: "STE-PHA-NIE!" as the other half chanted: "IS A WHORE!" The two opposing sides went back and forth as Stephanie merely smiled.

{Stephanie McMahon}
That's right, The Billion Dollar Princess has returned. She's returned to purify the Divas Division, and rid it of all the talent-less bimbos it's so notorious of hiring. You see, Foley and I sat down and had ourselves a little chat last week. And as strange as it seems, he agrees with me. So tonight I am proud to present to you, XWL Universe. Your new, Executive, Vice President, of the Divas Division!

The crowd absolutely erupted. Clearly voicing their acceptance of Stephanie into XWL, as Stephanie, couldn't be more pleased with the reaction.





{Stephanie McMahon}
Starting next week, I will begin to clean out the Divas Locker Room. I will bring to you women who will return your money's-worth each time you purchase a ticket to an XWL event. And why? Because you deserve Divas more like me!

Stephanie smiled, lightly laughing as the crowd cheered, and booed. Some agreeing with the change, while others, not so much.

{Stephanie McMahon}
You need to see your Divas in pain, working themselves to death to compete for a chance to hold that Title. You need to see them bleed! And sweat! You need to hear them scream at the sound of brutal elements crashing into their flesh!

Stephanie for a moment, preventing herself from getting carried away.





{Stephanie McMahon}
But most of all, you need to be reminded of what the Divas Division is. This division was built upon prestige, the women of this business worked their asses off to even be allowed to compete for all of you. And now, these prim and proper skanks are walking all over that tradition. And I think it's high-time that someone, someone like me, steps in and restores the glory. And I could think of no better place to begin this revelation in the Divas Division than Supremacy!

The crowd responded in their usual tone, as Stephanie began to wrap it up.

{Stephanie McMahon}
Now, it has come to my attention that last week on Redemption, an assistant named Eve made it her business to fire the Bella Twins.

The crowd roared with boos in response

{Stephanie McMahon}
So Eve, just to show you where we stand here, I took it upon myself to rehire Brie Bella as a Breakdown diva!

The crowd cheered, loving the idea of Brie as a new Breakdown Diva

{Stephanie McMahon}
But good luck Brie, because things are about to take a big change around here. And as for you Eve, stay out of my business.

The crowd screamed in a positive sense as Stephanie's theme played again. She stared into the camera with an aggressive expression for a moment before she shoved the mic back against Justin's chest as she smirked, ducking under the rope again and walking across the arpon to the stairs, where she stepped down, and began to exit the arena.

[Jerry Lawler]
Did you hear that JR?? Executive Vice President of the Divas Division!

[Jim Ross]
I can't believe Mick agreed to this King!

[Michael Cole]
Why wouldn't he? She's obviously the woman for the job. That's right! Make the Divas work for it Stephanie!

[Jerry Lawler]
For once Cole, I don't completely disagree with you. And bringing Brie Bella back? I'm beginning to like this Executive VP more and more by the minute!

[Jim Ross]
Surprising decision made by the owner of this company, Mick Foley. Can't wait to see how this one turns out!

[Jerry Lawler]
I can't wait to see Stephanie next! She could be anywhere JR!

[Michael Cole]
Anywhere but with you, King.

*Supremacy continues to move along when a graphic for the next match up flashes across the titantron*

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Normal Match



VS.




Daniel Bryan Vs Michael McGillicutty

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*Hype videos begin to play for both competitors here with Daniel Bryan's playing first and McGillicutty's following*

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*After the hype videos play, a recap of the fued is shown. It starts with Bryan & McGiilicutty's first meeting back at the start of April. It shows Bryan trying to get Mike to eat a vegan cupcake, various clips of Bryan and McGillicutty messing with Mitch, an old tag team match clip of the two, and then finally Bryan getting drafted over to Breakdown. It then shows part of McGillicutty's fued with Ted, such as Michael talking to Maryse and brawling with Ted. It shows a clip of Bryan trying to call Michael and getting no answer. Then it shows the clip of the first ever "American Dragon Show" where Bryan turns his back on McGillicutty and Bryan doing the "Yes!" chant with Ted. It then shows the footage of McGillicutty attacking Bryan on the "American Dragon Show" and then after losing his King of the Ring match against the Miz. It also shows Bryan costing McGillicutty the match against the Rock and him winning the handicap match last week on Redemption. It all leads up to a tag-line........*

WHO'S THE BETTER MAN?

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*After the recap is finished, the camera flashes back into the arena. The fans are on their feet because they know that they are about to witness a classic between two former friends, in a battle of brand supremacy. The camera pans the arena and sees a group of fans holding "Yes!" signs, and they zoom up on the fan's signs*





*As the camera is focused on these fan's signs, the theme song of Daniel Bryan hits throughout the arena, and we can see the fans reaction as the building absolutely erupts for the "American Dragon". As he makes his way inth the arena, the fans are waiting in anticipation, and they are already starting with their "Yes!" chants. When Daniel Bryan steps out into the arena, the sound is deafening. He walks out onto the stage in his vintage "Yes" leather jacket and smiles and throws his hands up and yells "Yes!"*



*There is not a fan in their seat as every person in the arena tonight is cheering on Daniel Bryan. Bryan does his signature taunt down the ramp and stops before getting in the ring. The camera pans to another group of fans holding Daniel Bryan signs*



*Bryan stands in front of a fan with a "Oh Hell Yes!" sign and chants in his face "Yes!" and the fan seems to love every second of it*



*Bryan stops chanting at the fan and walks up and shakes his hand. The fan has a look of shock and pure joy on his face when Bryan walks away. Bryan walks up the steel steps and does his signature taunt on the top of the turnbuckle*



*Bryan jumps into the ring with a smile on his face and takes of his jacket. He throws it to the ring attendant and motions to him for a mic. The fans are even happier as it seems Daniel Bryan is getting ready to talk. Bryan gets the mic from the ringside official and starts to speak*

{Daniel Bryan}
Boston! I LOVE that reception! You people here in Boston know what's going on tonight, right? Tonight is the night that I get to shut up "Mr. Money in the Bank", Michael McGillicutty. I just watched my hype video on the way out here, and I've got to say, that was a great recap of what I'm capable of. But it doesn't even scratch the surface in showing everyhing I can do. I have techniques in this ring that Michael has never even seen, not even from his "perfect" father, or his mediocre grandfather. That's the thing about me, I'm the greatest modern wrestler in the business today, and I didn't need a family name or connection to do it, it was all skill. And I know it's hard but I want all of you to resist a "Yes!" chant. This isn't brand new news. I've been the greatest modern wrestler and I will remain it. McGillicutty seems to think that because Shawn beat me three times that I'm not the greatest modern wrestler. He needs to realize that Shawn Michaels is a LEGEND in this business. Shawn Michaels is on a level that most people, actaully ALL people, hope to get at one day. No matter how much of an ass that he is.

*The Boston crowd lets out a laugh at Bryans somewhat criticizing offering of respect. Bryan laughs along with them before he retains his composure and starts to speak again*

{Bryan}
The thing is, I don't hate McGillicutty. I honestly pity him. In his quest for the World title, he forgot about the little things, like his friends. He forgot all about me and didn't care what happened to Mitch. As far as he cared, Mitch could have been released and he wouldn't have cared. But because Mitch chose to side with me, McGillicutty can't stand it. Then he even stoops to attacking me after I lose my King of the Ring match, which was a loss that hurt more than any of the US title matches. I was so depressed when the ref's hand counted three, and McGillicutty tops it all of by attacking me. I'm a big boy though and tonight, all talk is over. Tonight, Michael McGillicutty and myself will fight and we'll see who's the better man, and we'll see which brand is better.

YES!

YES!

YES!

*Bryan smiles while the fans get the "Yes!" chants out of their systems. When they die down, he goes to talk again, but is interrupted by the music of his former friend and opponent tonight, "Mr. Money in the Bank" Michael McGillicutty. Bryan's facial expression tells the story as he isn't in a playful mood anymore. He stares at the entrance way waiting for Michael McGillicutty to show his face*



*Michael bursts out from behind the curtain full of energy, with his Money in the Bank briefcase in tow as well as a microphone in hand, ready to take on his former best friend as well as avenge his loss at Bad Blood many months ago. The live audience in attendance boo him, in which Michael responds with a loud, “Thank you!” forcing more boos in his direction. He stands on the stage and locks eyes with Bryan before raising his mic to speak.*

{McGillicutty}
You and I don't agree on a lot of thing, but you are right about something, you are a boy, a boy who doesn't know what he's gotten himself into. You could have easily walked away and avoided this match but you chose to do the ignorant and stupid thing, you challenged me to a match. That was almost as stupid as siding with Ted many weeks ago. I literally tried to knock some sense into you when I hit you with this Money in the Bank briefcase but you didn't seem to get the message.

*Michael begins walking down the ramp, still talking into the mic as the crowd continues to boo him.*

{McGillicutty}
You said you didn't hate me, but you pity, well Bryan, the feelings mutual. Had you stayed at my side, you could have easily achieved everything you wanted and more. The United States Championship, hell, even the World Championship if you wanted, but you decided to turn your back at me in an attempt to convince our current and soon to be former World Champion to a match but that didn't work out, did it? Before you say that wasn't part of your plan, I know you Bryan, remember we traveled from city to city, from town to town, and from arena to arena. This charade, these “Yes!” chants, this isn't the real you Bryan. I'll tell you what, if you drop this match, drop this petty hate, and join me once again so we can take over XWL like we were meant to, I will keep up my end of the deal we had not to long ago where if I managed to take Maryse from Ted, I would hook you up with one of her friends. What do you say?

*Now on the bottom of the ramp, Michael hops on the apron and enters the ring, mouthing something at Bryan that isn't picked up by the cameras. Bryan is shown thinking about Michael's offer, whether he is actually thinking or just faking it. Bryan looks at Michael with a smile on his face before speaking.*

{Bryan}
I don't think you understand Mike. I don't need you, I don't need Ted, and I don't need these people to take XWL over. I choose to let these fans embrace the moment of seeing their true role model. I am the American Dragon, Mike. I didn't become it by sucking up to these people, and that's why they choose to chant "Yes!" when I walk down that ramp. Ted's a friend yeah, but I don't need him to get myself to the top of the business, and I sure as hell don't need you to do it. So, thanks, but I think I'll pass bud. But, if you have any other ideas of getting out of this match, I'd love to hear them.

*Bryan crosses his arms and waits for McGillicutty to respond. McGillicutty seems frustrated that Bryan didn't accept his offer, but he regains his composure quickly before starting to talk to Bryan again*

{McGillicutty}
Well, first off, I'm not trying to “back out” of this match, I'm saving you from an ass-kicking that you will soon receive if you go through with this match. Secondly, you are not a role model to these ingrates, they are blind sheep that need to be told what and who they like. They get on any and every bandwagon put in front of them. Your precious “Yes!” chants are nothing but the thing that's “in” right now. The second one person gets tired of it, the rest will follow and you will be left out in the cold by yourself. This is why I have put this incident between us behind me, I want us to reunite one more time to do what we were meant to do, to take XWL by storm, to win any and every championship put before us. While it's true that I don't need you to take on this task, it always helps to have someone watching your back.

{Bryan}
Apparantly you don't get it Mike. I don't want to watch your back. I don't need anybody watching mine so I won't promise anything to anyone, especially you. Besides, didn't you steal Maryse away from Ted so you could have somebody watching your back? Oh, that's right, it was for her other "assests". I'd keep her out of her tonight though, because if she gets involved in our match, then I'll have no choice but to slap the "Yes Lock" on her. That sound good to you Mike?

*Michael's expression quickly changes as you can feel the anger radiating off of him after Bryan mentions Maryse.*

{McGillicutty}
Well, here's the thing Bryan...

*Michael tosses the mic aside and charges at Bryan with the Money in the Bank briefcase but wildly misses as Bryan ducks it, catching Michael's arm and attempting to lock in the Yes! Lock. Michael quickly escapes and backs up into the corner, holding his shoulder, with anger filling his eyes. Bryan makes a gesture at Michael, saying he was that close to locking in his signature maneuver. Michael grabs the briefcase, putting in under the bottom turnbuckle, and slowly rising to his feet as the ref calls for the bell.*

*Both men circle each other for a few seconds, waiting for the other to make a mistake. Michael slowly raises his left arm towards Bryan, possibly to start a test of strength between both men. Not one to trust Michael, Bryan slowly raises his arm and both lock their fingers. Michael begins to raise his right hand, but before Bryan can do the same, Michael delivers a swift gut kick to a vulnerable Bryan. He drops to one knee as Michael runs and bounces off the ropes in hopes of hitting a dropkick but Bryan is one step ahead, avoiding it. Michael crashes onto the canvas and is now on his knees, perfectly set up for Bryan's all to familiar kicks to the chest. He shouts out “Yes!” after every kick as the audience does the same. After about six kicks, Bryan sets up what seems to be the final kick of the bunch and directs it at Michael's head, but knowing Bryan all to well, he ducks the incoming kick, rolling up Bryan with a school boy.*

1...

*Bryan kicks out with ease and manages to return the favor and roll up Michael.*

1...

*It is now Michael that is the one kicking out and just like Bryan before him, he too comes up with a counter to Bryan's counter.*

1...

*Bryan kicks out and catches Michael off guard by locking in the Yes! Lock. Michael quickly reaches the ropes, avoiding a possible submission loss to his rival. Michael makes it to his feet and proceeds to kick the bottom rope out of anger. He turns around and rushes at Bryan, setting up a lockup between both men. Michael manages to overpower Bryan and lock in a headlock, with Bryan getting out of it by pushing Michael towards the ropes, only to duck down too early and get kicked in the face by Michael then follows up with a dropkick. He raises his arm high into the air, taunting both Bryan and the sold out crowd, little does he know that Bryan has made it to his feet. Michael turns around, only to get leveled with a dropkick, forcing Michael to slide out of the ring and catch his breath. Bryan won't have any of it, bouncing off the ropes before sailing out of the ring with the greatest of ease and hitting a brutal suicide dive. With both men now down on the outside, the ref has no other choice but to begin his count.*

1...

*Bryan begins showing signs of life as he is the one that begins making it to his feet first.*

2...

*Michael begins to crawl towards the ring steps so he can use them as leverage to make it to his feet.*

3...

*Bryan is now on his feet and begins setting up something that is currently unknown to the crowd.*

4...

*Michael reaches the steps and slowly begins to lift himself up, as Bryan starts up a “Yes!” chant with the crowd.*

5...

*Now with the crowd chanting “Yes!” and Michael barely on his feet, Bryan charges at full speed towards Michael, who sidesteps Bryan, forcing him knee first into the ring steps.*

6...

*Michael begins laughing at Bryan, who is holding his knee in pain, before entering the ring and telling the ref to count faster.*

7...

*Michael and the ref count in unison as Bryan is still on the floor, holding his knee, as the crowd cheers him on.*

8...

*Time is of the essence now as Bryan is close to losing the match by count out. He uses the ring apron as leverage.*

9...

*Now on his feet, Bryan begins to crawl into the ring.*

Te...

*Bryan makes it into the ring a split second before the ten count, forcing the match to continue as Michael begins arguing with the ref, saying it was a ten count.*

{McGillicutty}
He was out for ten ref! Do your damn job and count faster!

*McGillicutty turns his attention away from the ref and back to Daniel Bryan, who is laying on the mat trying to recover from the missed knee strike. Michael walks over and laughs in Bryan's face before he starts to kick Bryan's knee over and over again. Bryan yells out in pain and tries to slide away from McGillicutty but he won't let him. Michael looks out at the crowd and yells "Submission expert huh?!" and then slaps on a figure four leglock! Bryan is being tortured in this submission by McGillicutty, that is until Bryan flips the figure four leglock to where the pressure is on Michael's knees. McGillicutty is the one yelling in pain now and is punching at Bryan's legs trying to get free. Bryan gets annoyed by theses strikes and switches the figure four into a heel hook, almost flawlessly. The ref asks McGillicutty if he wants to quit*

{McGillicutty}
NO!

{Bryan}
YES!

{McGillicutty}
I SAID NO!

*As Bryan gets ready to yell "Yes!" at McGillicutty's face, McGillicutty throws a wild punch that connects and frees him from the heel hook. Bryan is clutching his jaw in pain when he stands up just to get floored by a dropkick to the knee from McGillicutty. McGillicutty slowly stands back up and feels his knee that Bryan has been targeting. After he makes sure everything is okay with his knee, he looks towards where Bryan is at in the ring and runs over and starts punching him over and over and over. The ref starts counting to 5 and gets to 4 before McGillicutty stops. The ref looks at McGillicutty like he has snapped and McGillicutty looks at the ref and yells*

{McGillicutty}
What?! This is my match, don't tell me how to do what I do best!

*The ref backs off from McGillicutty who returns his attention to Bryan only to get absolutely planted when Bryan hits him with a perfect standing dropkick. Bryan looks like he has found new life and the people in this Boston arena are loving it. Bryan grabs McGillicutty and drags him upright. Bryan then goes for the Perfectplex and has McGillicutty up in the air until Michael drops his free knee on Bryan's head. McGillicutty grabs Bryan and throws him up in the air for the Perfectplex, but Bryan uses gravity and grabs Michael in a standing guillotine! McGillicutty starts to panic and tries running into the corner to shake Bryan off of him but that doesn't work as Bryan continues to hold on. McGillicutty has nowhere to go now that he's in the corner and he seems to realize it. He starts to fade and is now laying on the mat and Bryan has the guillotine in fully now. The ref sees no life from McGillicutty and goes to see if Michael is KO'd by lifting his arm. His arm slumps down to the mat once with no life and the crowd lets their feelings be heard*

YES!

*Bryan still has it locked in fully and the ref checks McGillicutty's arm again. Once more, his arms slupms straight to the mat*

YES!

*Bryan realizes that if Mike's arm falls once more, the ref will call for the match. He squeezes tighter on the hold while the ref goes and tries McGillicutty's arm one last time. He lifts it up and somehow, Michael manages to save his won skin by keeping his hand in the air*

NO!

*Bryan has a look of amazement on his face while Michael struggles to break free of the hold. McGillicutty knows that he can't possibly stand up so he tries to slide his legs under the ropes. The whole time Bryan is holding onto Michael until McGillicutty gets his legs under the ropes and lets gravity take course. Bryan has no choice but to release Michael, and when he does McGillicutty slumps outside of the ring while Bryan tries to recover from the submission battle that just took place*

*Michael regains his composure and motions to Bryan, telling him to back up so he can reenter the ring. Bryan shakes his head and takes a few steps back, allowing Michael back into the ring. Both men circle one another yet again but this time, it's Bryan that makes the first move by attempting to knockout Michael with a roundhouse kick. Unfortunately for Bryan, Michael ducks the incoming kick and lands a hard Belly to Belly suplex on his vegan rival. He backs up into the nearest corner and begins to beg Bryan to make it to his feet, possibly to hit a McGillicutter and ending this match in an instant. Bryan makes it to his feet and turns around as Michael start to run at him, with hopes of hitting his finishing maneuver. Just when all hope of Bryan winning were lost, he manages to spin out and lock in his Yes! Lock on Michael. Michael tries to escape but to no avail. Refusing to submit, Michael begins his long crawl towards the ropes. Seconds feel like hours when locked in this deadly submission hold, but Michael still refuses to tap, forcing Bryan to apply as much pressure as he possibly can, almost trying to tear Michael's head off his shoulders. Just when it seems Michael is about to submit, he uses the last of his strength to deliver a hard slap to the ref, who was a right in front of him. The ref looks at Michael with a confused look and calls for the bell. Bryan releases the hold and begins celebrating by shouting “Yes!” repeatedly, unaware of what just transpired. The ref begins whispering to Justin Roberts, who nods his head and announces the decision.*

{Justin Roberts}
The winner of this match... via disqualification...

Bryan's expression changes almost instantly as Michael is shown on the mat with a smile on his face.

{Justin Roberts}
Daniel Bryan!

*Bryan runs at Michael, who quickly exits the ring, but wildly misses a kick. Michael picks up his Money in the Bank briefcase and walks around the ring towards the ramp. Bryan is shown pissed off in the ring by the way he was awarded the victory, as Michael walks up the ramp shouting “Yes!” to get under the skin of Bryan. He makes it to the stage and drops down to one knee, holding his shoulder as Bryan is still arguing with the ref. Supremacy fades to a video package for the number one contender to the World Heavyweight Championship, Edge.*

*As the screen remains black for a few seconds as music begins to play*



*As theme plays for about 7-8seconds the cameras begin rolling in black and white focusing on a chalk outline of a body in an alleyway as foot steps can be heard when a mysterious walk walks up to the outline*



???: Well what do we have here? Looks like the first victim of this brand warfare thing, Breakdown, Redemption what is this all about? Trying to determine who the best brand is? Is that what's really important here? Brands? And who's commanding this war? Mick Foley and Vickie Guerrero. This poor soul was nothing more then a foot solider probably didn't care whether or not his brand won tonight, and yet here he lied as nothing more then a pawn is a large game of chess. I bet they didn't even know this kids name, such a waste. In my day we knew everything about our opponents, now they're just brought in, chewed up and spat back out. It's a broken system and a damn shame too. Breakdown or Redemption they said, pick a brand and stick to it, and only now I know they're both the same, neither cares about the wrestlers just their own personal gain, it's like we're robots just doing what we're told in one giant theatre of puppets while they tug on our strings making us dance like well trained monkeys, and some other analogies thrown in there as well.

*The man then kneels down next to the chalk outline*



???: This poor kid, didn't get to tell his story. He didn't even see it coming did he? He was just used for someone else's pride, someone else's profit. This is what's wrong with professional wrestling, all of the higher ups are in these kids heads telling them what's not important is important and what really matters is irrelevant for the sake of the all mighty dollar. That's not what's important, championships that's what's important, winning matches and torturing your opponents, those were the days. Not this brand warfare business, it's a joke. And he's not going to be the only one either, all week man after man will fall all in the name of Supremacy and for what? So somebody else can take the glory? I won't stand for it and I'll be damned if one of my men fall for somebody else's cause. I go in tonight knowing that my men will be relying on a true leader to see them through thick and thin, like it or not the lines have been drawn and I have a responsibility to my men to see them through this pointless war.

*The man raises his head to the camera revealing himself to be none other than the inventor of wrestling Matt Classic*



Matt Classic: My men won't end up like this one did. I don't like it one bit but we're in this together and as team captain it's my duty to make sure Ken Anderson and The Undertaker don't fall to the side. When the bell rings we're a well oiled machine, a force to be reckoned with and the red team won't know what hit them. I have Ken Anderson, from Green Bay, Wisconsin. A former Intercontinental and United States champion here, but still burdened with knowing he didn't get the job done four years ago. A late addition to Team Classic, the kids back after taking a few months off, but I'll make sure to get young Kenny in fighting shape in no time. And then...

*He reaches down and sifts powdered chalk from the ground through his fingers while he continues talking*



Matt Classic: Then there's the man who much like myself has withstood the sands of time, and come back stronger and more powerful then before, the Demon of Death valley, the man with a set of the most deadly fists in the business, cast in the vision of the devil himself, inflicting pain and suffering on each and every man who stands in his way, mentally and physically. Some say he has his opponents defeated before he even steps foot into the ring as the mere sight of him reduces his foes right there and then. They say that, but it's far from the truth nowadays. Sure years ago that might of been so but it's not anymore but I know just like everybody else does that soon he will rise up and be that man once again and that night will be tonight when he delivers a message to Team Breakdown. But then, there's the final piece of the puzzle, the team captain all the way from Parts Unknown, Matt Classic, and that's all that needs to be said about me, because they all know that when they step between the ropes with me I will snap them with human twigs.

*Classic stands back up keeping his hands in his pockets looking out of camera shot*



Matt Classic: Then you take a look at Breakdown's Goon squad who are already trying to plant seeds of doubt as to my qualities as a leader. I'm a fraud they say, ME, a fraud they say my stories are all lies. You want some proof just ask my father Stan Classic just how real I am and ask my fathers missing eye just how real Rape-a-bear is, a beat eating your eyeball out of its socket isn't something to be taken lightly son. Now I'm going to share some wisdom Stan Classic departed onto me when I was still just a little Classic, he looked at me out of his one eye and he told me "Son, never, NEVER trust a man who wears a dressing coat to the ring", and that's something I've lived by for my entire life and something I will continue to do until the day I die. That Damien Sandow thinks you looks so smart in his Dressing Coat of lies thinking he looks like a walking dictionary, you know what you look like son? You look like a damn homeless person begging for an ass kicking, well congratulations boy because that's just what you're in store for tonight.

*Classic shakes his head in disgust of Damien Sandow*

Matt Classic: And then, well then there's Zack Ryder, just don't even get my started on Zack Ryder, the stupid little mark. And as for Alberto Del Rio when I'm done with him he'll be running off to his uncle Mil begging for one of his stupid 1000 masks, you're welcome for them by the way you filthy ingrate! Tonight you three will learn why the hard way why I've stood the tests of time. When you step into the ring with me it won't be a match and it won't be a fight. It's going to be a shoot, and son you don't even know what a shoot is!

*As he finishes talking Matt Classic poses for the camera*



Chris Spradlin: And that's a wrap!

*As Chris finishes speaking Matt Classic relaxes his pose and begins to berate the cameraman*

Matt Classic: Good, that was stupid. I thought you said Phil was going to be here this week!

Chris Spradlin: I thought he was going to be here, I don't know what to say.

Matt Classic: God damn it son, I miss Phil.

*Classic storms off the set shouting*

Matt Classic: Someone get Phil on the damn phone!

*With the camera still shooting the vacant set it slowly fades out to black ending the segment*

[Michael Cole] Excuse me, gentlemen. I have a piece of journalism I have to partake in..

*Before King or JR can say a word, Michael Cole stands up out of his seat and takes off his headset. He picks up a microphone from his table and begins to speak.*

[Michael Cole] May I have your attention please?

*The fans respond with a large response of boo's towards Cole, he puts his hand in his pocket and walks around the announcers table and towards the steps.*

[Michael Cole] Thank you all so much, it's nice to see I have plenty of my Cole-Miners representing Boston tonight.

*The fans boo yet again at Cole ignoring their negative jeers, he walks up the steps and gets into the ring. Once he reaches the center of the ring he raises one of his arms in the air.*

[Michael Cole] What you are about to witness is a piece of XWL History! That's right. I am going to conduct one of my well known journalistic interviews, you're all in for a treat. I can see you're all sitting there and you can barely contain your excitement. Don't worry, I'm a professional, I've covered wars, you know! Trust me on this one, I've got the skills. Tonight I'm going to be talking to one of XWL's most controversial figures in the past month, AJ. One of XWL's most popular divas who took a mysterious hiatus ever since Beth Phoenix attacked earlier this year, and ever since she came back she simply hasn't been the same. It all started off when she was set to face Velvet Sky and Angelina Love with her tag partner and best friend, Kaitlyn. But there was no sight of AJ for the match and she was only seen after the match watching Kaitlyn backstage. And over the next few weeks there was a couple of odd interactions including AJ, such as AJ slapping Kaitlyn and full on attacking her causing Kaitlyn to lose her match to Maxine last week. But I'm out here because just like the XWL audience, I want answers. AJ hasn't spoken a word since she came back and I promise that this is the night where all truth will be told, ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm Boston welcome to my guest; AJ!



*Cole points to the stage on cue of AJ's theme song hitting, there is a very mixed reaction to AJ coming out. Half of the crowd are boo'ing her for her recent actions, but the other half are the people who are still AJ fans and just want honest answers. AJ walks onto the stage looking as happy and chirpy as ever.*



*She stands on the top of the stage for a few seconds before skipping down the ramp.*



*AJ skips up to the steps and when she's on the ring apron she pauses and looks out to the crowd as she smiles and waves which gets a mixed reaction again, Cole walks over and holds the ropes for AJ as she gets in. Cole walks back to the center of the ring as AJ's theme stops, she stands beside Cole as the crowd dies down awaiting to hear the interview.*



[Michael Cole] AJ, I-

*Suddenly the fans break out into a large set of boo's towards Cole, he immediately turns to the crowd and says.*

[Michael Cole] I'm trying to do an interview, please! I'm just trying to do my job, I know you want the answers just as much as I do, so pipe down!



[Michael Cole] AJ, I know a lot has gone on in your career in the past month. And you've probably had people bugging you in person and on twitter about what has exactly changed about you since you went away from XWL. But I thought I'd set this stage on Pay Per View for you to come out and finally explain your actions for the world to see, and I thank you for coming out. Let's start from the get-go, why did you take a break from XWL after Beth Phoenix attacked you costing you your Divas Championship match with Layla?

*The crowd goes silent as Cole brings the microphone up to AJ's mouth.*

[AJ] April 22nd...

*All AJ says is “April 22nd”. AJ lets out a little smile then turns around to the titantron where a video plays.*

---

[JR]
What the hell?

[King]
Beth Phoenix?! What involvement does she have in this?

[Joey Styles]
Something tells me we're about to find out.


The fans rise to their feet looking in the direction of the stage as AJ herself looks around confused, unsure of what's going on. But as her back's turned, suddenly Beth Phoenix slides into the ring behind AJ and quickly pulls back her arms from behind!

[Joey Styles]
Beth's got hold of AJ!

[King]
And the referee's still down!

[JR]
This poor woman.


She screams out as her arms are hooked leaving her no way of escaping, she's then pulled backwards until they're in the middle of the ring, that's when Beth lift's AJ high up into the air.




Then with no hesitation drops her down with a brutal Glam Slam!

[King]
That was nasty!

[JR]
I'll say, King. But why did Beth do that? AJ was closing in on perhaps regaining The Divas Championship!

[Joey Styles]
But now, things don't look so good...


A proud smile comes across Beth's face as she shoves AJ's legs away and stands to her feet looking at what she's just done. She's greeted by a loud reception of boos by the equally as confused fans here in Iowa. Beth then looks at Layla who saw it all go down, then walks over to the ropes placing her hand on the top before snapping under the ropes and exiting the ring all while the referee was finally coming to. Layla hesitates, but then quickly rolls AJ over onto her back and covers...

---

*AJ looks back at Cole after watching the replay of her getting attacked.*

[Michael Cole] Well, that was a nice reminder of the fans of what exactly happened on April 22nd but it doesn't really answer my question, AJ.

*AJ looks disgusted at Cole, the crowd reaction picks up as they get a glimpse of the stare she has at Cole. AJ steps right up to Cole and grabs the microphone from his hands.*



[AJ] It doesn't answer your question, Michael? Well that's funny because to this day I still don't know why Beth Phoenix did that to me...

[Michael Cole] Well.. Fair point, but I mean, how did a Glam Slam make you leave XWL for what, 2 months?

[AJ] You wouldn't understand, Michael. You sit at a desk and talk for a living.. That wasn't just a glam slam that hit me, it was a dose of reality! You see, after that attack I didn't feel right. All I've wanted to do was make womens wrestling more important, and I thought Beth had that in her mind too, so why DID she attack me? It made me realise that I can't trust anyone, but I thought I could trust Kaitlyn, my best friend, my tag partner... I was hurt, emotionally, phyiscally and mentally. You would expect a time like that to be the right time to see who your true friends are, to see who really is out to make sure you're ok.. and not a single person even checked if I was ok. Even after I spent weeks of doing nothing, no phone calls, no XWL, nothing. But do you wanna know what got to me the most, Michael?.. While I was in a dark place, broken down, where was Kaitlyn? Where was my best friend who has been supporting me for years? Where was the woman who I brought into this company because she wanted it oh so badly? She was still on the road, I wasn't even worth a phone call from her even though she didn't see me in over a month. When you're on your own like that for such a long time and not a single person reaches out of you, it leaves plenty of room for thinking...



[Michael Cole] So let me get this straight, you're just a little upset because Kaitlyn was too busy doing her job instead of taking care of you because you felt down. You're crazy! Kaitlyn was just-



[AJ] ...What did you just say?

[Michael Cole] I, uhh, was saying that Kaitlyn was just doing her job. You can't expect-

[AJ] No.. What did you say before that?

[Michael Cole] I said Kaitlyn was busy doing her job instead-

[AJ] What did you say after that, Michael?

[Michael Cole] I said you're crazy..

[AJ] ...Crazy?...

*The crowd goes completely silent as AJ stares right at Cole, Cole looks nervous as AJ stares a hole through him for nearly 20 seconds which felt like an eternity.*

[AJ] Oh Michael, you really are so silly! Do I look crazy to you?



[AJ] The only ones who are crazy is everyone else!

*There's a mixed reaction.*



[AJ] You see... You're simple minded, Michael. Just like everyone else, I'm the only person around here with some sense, I'm the one who can see things as they really are. I realised that once Kaitlyn chose to try and further her career rather than helping her best friend who I have helped many times before. I'm not saying that it actually helped her career though, because once again without me, Kaitlyn proved to do what she does best.. No, not entertain.. Be medicore, boring, one sided. When I was gone, I sat back and I watched, I tuned in every week, I watched every interview on XWL.Com. I scouted opponents, possible alliances, everything! But do you wanna know what got to me the most? What kept me up at night? All the while I was suffering, mental torture that I was going through.. Kaityln was on Pay Per Views, in my spot, she was at autograph signings, in my spot, she was doing it all.. IN MY SPOT! And then, two months later I got a call, not just any call, I got THE call. It was my BFF Kaitlyn, who rang me because she needed a tag partner to face The Beautiful People..



[AJ] And it was great! I was so excited, she finally talked to me after not a single tweet, post, tout, anything was sent beforehand. She had to reach out to the girl who helped skyrocket her career before, because she realised who her one and only true friend is. Because let's face the facts, now that we all know who the real Kaitlyn is, nobody wants to be involved with her. That's exactly the real Kaitlyn I saw a month ago when I showed up to team with her, and Kaitlyn is right. We did talk a lot on that day, I was ready to go out there and redefine the word diva with my best friend. But as the day went on I saw the same “friend” who ignored me for such a long time living the high life while I was down, so I did feed her to the wolves. I left her to face Velvet and Angelina and do I regret it one bit? No! I don't need Kaitlyn... *AJ looks to the crowd then lets out a little laugh.* I just need... me! When I was left alone for such a long time, it was a lot of thinking.. about a lot of things. If Kaitlyn wants to wrestle me, then so be it, but beware. I'm more dangerous now, if you think that's just me talking big.. just wait. Although Kaitlyn should know that she should stay away from me, or else it could end up very... very bad.

*Cole seems very uncomfortable.*

[Michael Cole] So, uhh.. A matchup between you and Kaitlyn could be interesting, I could see Stephanie McMahon taking quite an interest in that. How do you feel about Stephanie's new role in XWL?

*AJ lets out a nervous laugh.*



[AJ] I saw her announcement, I saw her talking about how she wanted to see divas in pain.. How she wanted to see divas bleed.. Thank you Stephanie, thank you for saying what needed to be said because now you don't know what you've opened up. You've given me your word to do whatever I want, when I want, to whoever I want. And that won't be a problem if Stephanie just leaves me alone, because if she tries to step in my way, or use her so called “authority” with me, we'll just have to see what happens.

[Michael Cole] It seems like you're through with Kaitlyn already, is that really it between you two?

[AJ] It's just the beginning.



*AJ lets out another devilish smile.*



*On cue AJ's theme hits, Cole is left speechless at the cold finishing line from AJ. He holds the ropes for her again as she leaves the ring and begins to skip up the ramp without a care in the world. She stops and turns around at the stage and raises her arms to a very mixed reaction.*



*We head off to a video package for the one and only; Alex Shelley who is a man on a hunt for a tag partner as time is ticking. As he prepares for a battle against the Kings of Wrestling.*

After the review of the show thus far by our backstage correspondant Jerry McMahon, no relation to the McMahon Family, the camera cuts to a hallway in a different area backstage where Shelley is seen talking on a cell phone.

Alex Shelley
So is he going to be okay doc?

…

Alex Shelley
Yeah I know he just got there but if I had a penny for every ounce of concern flowing through my veins right now I’d be richer than a man who won the lottery after spending his last dollar he got as change when he used the money he got from working two night shifts to buy his daughter a Christmas gift that he couldn’t afford in time for Christmas after paying his three month overdue rent, you following me right now?

…

Alex Shelley
What do you mean no? Look all you have to do is update me by the minute on Sabin’s status, this is my best friend we’re talking about and if anything else happens tonight I’m holding you and that hospital responsible.

…

Alex Shelley
What do you mean I didn’t look too concerned when it first happened? I was heartbroken, I was pissed but this is wrestling, these kind of things happened and I wasn’t surprised that it happened considering who I’m dealing with. But I know Chris better than you or some guy on the internet, and he wouldn’t want me crying over his fallen body, he would want me to go out there and start the battle of revenge in his name until he got back to deliver the final blow. And that’s what going to do, find a partner and give the Kings a taste of their own medicine because I know it was dead and I know they’re laughing at me scrambling to find a new partner and I know that somebody will finally accept and I know that together we’ll beat them and I… Doc why are you on the phone talking to me? GO HELP MY FRIEND!

Shelley throws down the phone with a sigh and Jeremy Borash who probably lent Shelley the phone scrambles after it. Shelley places his hand against a random door in the hallway to lean on it, when the suddenly opens and Shelley nearly tumbles inside the pitch black room! Shelley feels against the wall for a light switch and when he switches it on he sees that he’s standing in some kind of boiler room that’s being occupied by Mr. Fn who is just starting at a wall lightly rocking back and forth.

Alex Shelley
Oh hey there, Fn, not sure if you heard all the way in here, but my buddy Chris Sabin was attacked and I, uh, kinda need someone to fill in until he gets better you’d think you’d be up for it? I mean I know we had our differences, but it doesn’t mean we can’t get together for this cause. So what do you say?


*Silence*











































































Alex Shelley
I understand. Good day to you sir.

Shelley turns to leaves the room and makes sure to switch off the lights before closing the door behind him.

Redemption returns and we are brought backstage where we see Christy Hemme standing backstage with Mr. Anderson who is in the middle of talking to Vickie. 

{{Vickie}}
Trust me, your life will be a lot easier if you took what I said into consideration okay?

{{Mr. Anderson}}
I'd love to trust you Vickie but I've learned not to trust anything that bleeds for five days without dying.

{{Vickie}}
You see, it's comments like that! That's exactly what I'm talking about!

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Oh I was just joking around Vickie. I get it okay? I won't give Christy any problems this time I promise.

{{Vickie}}
And the angry fan from the Dibiase Posse who complained that you signed his girlfriends left breast?

{{Mr. Anderson}}
What? She wants me to sign the right one?

{{Vickie}}
No. And not funny. I want your promise that you won't do something like that again.

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Fine.

{{Vickie}}
Good. I can see great things in your future, otherwise I wouldn't have picked you as Justin Gabriel's replacement. Just don't let me down okay?

{{Mr. Anderson}}
You got it boss.

Vickie walks off leaving Christy and Anderson alone

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Tattle Tail.

{{Christy Hemme}}
You wer-

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Tattle Tail.

{{Christy Hemme}}
If you didn-

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Tattle!

{{Christy Hemme}}
I onl-



{{Mr. Anderson}}
Tail!

{{Christy Hemme}}
Are you going to let me tal-

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Tattle Tail, Tattle Tail, Tattle Tail!

{{Christy Hemme}}
If you weren't being such an asshole I wouldn't have had to tell Vickie!

{{Mr. Anderson}}
I'm an asshole Christy, that's what I do. And give me a break for crying out loud, if you were to go to Vickie every time someone checked you out she'd have a line out her door of men and maybe even the occasional women that does so every single night!

{{Christy Hemme}}
Yeah but they're not assholes about it.

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Once again, I'm an Asshole, can't help it. Now, let me see that mic please? I want to talk about tonight's tag team match that I was added into last minute.

Hemme hesitantly hands over the mic only to have it thrown over Anderson's shoulder as he raises his hand in the air in his signature taunt. The crowd laughs as Anderson looks up when nothing happens.

{{Mr. Anderson}}
... It seems like I might have forgotten my mic at The DiBiase Posse Party... Ok Christy, here's what's gonna happen. You're going to stand there with that mic in front of my mouth and look pretty while I do what I do best, think you can handle that? Good. Now, as I was saying, Vickie Guerrero made a decision that will be looked back upon for Supremacy's to come as the single greatest factor that Team Redemption came out victorious tonight. She replaced Justin Gabriel with yours truly, Mr. Anderson. Now I'm going to pause for a moment so that all my assholes in attendance can cheer that decision, maybe chant my name, ladies feel free to whistle... Now the question on everyone's mind, what does Mr. Anderson think about his two fellow tag team partners in tonight's match, Matt Classic and oh what's his name.. you know the guy who was undefeated at Wrestlemania... oh that's right, The Undertaker.

The crowd pops at the mention of the other two members of Team Redemption

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Both of my teammates wrestling knowledge and experience alone outweighs that of our opponents by a lifetime. And as for talent? Well lets just say that Team Breakdown is lacking in that department where as Team Redemption would even get a "Yes" from Simon Cowell when asked about talent. Lets start with our team captain, Matt Classic. The man's a born leader, you can tell by the way he talks, the way he walks, but most importantly the way he wrestles. When he's in the squared circle you can tell that any worries or stress he had coming into the ring left him the minute he stepped through the ropes. The man's identity may be a mystery but his skill is there for all to see, and he is the man who will lead his team to victory. There's no other man I would want to have watching my back then the experienced Matt Classic. Except for The Undertaker.

The crowd cheers as Anderson continues to talk about The Deadman

{{Mr. Anderson}}
You see 'Taker was the guy who took me under his wing back in the WWE, he was the man who made me who I am today in the ring. There was no one who could push me in the ring like Taker could, no one hit harder, no one was as big, bad, strong, or intimidating as The Deadman was. When you face The Undertaker the best comes out of you, you find a little something inside that you never knew you had, but it's still not enough. Nothing's enough to stop The Undertaker, and as great of an opponent he is, he's an even better man to have on your side. When the Demon from Death-Valley is in your corner, ready to tag in, you know that your chances of coming out the victor is that much greater. 

Anderson looks over at Christy before speaking to the camera once more

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Over my time in this industry I've learned that friends come and go but enemies accumulate, so I'm going to move onto my opponents for tonight starting with their leader, and only decent guy on the team, Long Island's own, Zack Ryder. I respect the guy, heck I'd even say I like the guy, but the fact of the matter is that his best days were as an Edge Head, as a follower. He's not captain material, he's not the type of guy you would follow, at least not into a match, twitter is a whole different story due to his internet show which is almost as good as Classic's. Better than Sandow's dictionary time or whatever he calls it, but nothing compared to "Shootin' Shit" with Matt Classic. Watching Ryder and his "Broski's" clown around like Jersey Shore frat kids at a college party can be amusing at times, but if you're looking for a real wrestler's wrestling show then I'd recommend Redemption's team leader's show. And let me ask you this, has Zack Ryder ever talked about wrestling a bear? No? Redemption one, Breakdown zero. Moving on.



Anderson rests his arm on a disgruntled Hemme's shoulder.

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Lets see, which egomaniac should I talk about first? How about Alberto Del Rio, that's his name in case you already didn't know that. All I can say about him is that light travels faster than sound, that's why some people appear bright until they speak, Alberto is one of those people. 

Anderson looks over at Christy who is laughing at his joke

{{Mr. Anderson}}
There we go Christy, smile! It's the second best thing you can do with your lips!

Hemme rolls her eyes as Anderson continues

{{Mr. Anderson}}
I was only kidding, but back to Del Rio. We're all given a skill in life, mine just happens to be beating up on people and being an Asshole about it, tonight Alberto is going to witness firsthand just how skilled I really am! Not to mention I'm twice the announcer that his puppet is! He thinks he's this and that just because he has a lot of money and likes to waste it all on rental cars? Please, you're not as good as you think you are, tonight I'm going to prove it. I'm going to embarrass you, I'm gonna put you in your place, but most importantly I'm going to kick you ass amigo! And there's nothing that you, Zack Ryder, or Damien Sandow will be able to do about it! 

Anderson smirks as he continues

{{Mr. Anderson}}
And speaking of Sandow, just wanted to let you know buddy, the universe is laughing behind your back. Why is it that those who know the loudest know the least? You might think you know what's best for the human race, and maybe you do, but what you don't know is that the men, women, and children sitting in this arena tonight, the loyal fans watching from home, they're not like any other normal human being, no, they're of a different breed, they don't need saving and they sure as heck don't need you filling their heads with nonsense that you find in a fortune cookie. You know it's people like you who think they know everything that annoys people like us that do! Oh and just so you know, a promo should be like a mini skirt, long enough to cover everything yet short enough to keep it interesting, yet you're promos are like a full on dress, you just go on and on and on trying to use every big word you memorized from the dictionary you read minutes before entering the ring, when you speak the bathroom line becomes longer than a Shawn Michaels title reign! No one cares what you have to say, no one wants to be "saved", and no one's ever going to thank you unless you quit the XWL! Maybe tonight I'll be the one to make sure that happens! You're welcome! 

The crowd chants "Sandow sucks"

{{Mr. Anderson}}
Christy, I'm the Asshole Vickie choose to replace Justin Gabriel, I'm the Asshole who will help Redemption pick up the W tonight, I'm the Asshole who can double task like none other, speaking and pissing you off at the same time! I'm the Asshole who speaks loud and hits hard! I'm MMMMMIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR... AAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDEEEEEEERRRRRRRSSSSSSSSOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!



As the crowd finishes chanting along Anderson's name with him he cups his hands to his ears listening to the assholes in the crowd chant his name once more before he leaves the camera angle.

{{Christy Hemme}}
Ladies and Gentleman that was Mr. Anderson! Tune in later tonight to watch as he teams with Matt Classic and The Undertaker to take on the tea-

{{Mr. Anderson}}
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDD
DDEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

Anderson shouts into Christy's ear as he reappears into the camera's view. The crowd goes wild as Anderson leaves once more while a half deaf Christy finishes her sentence.

{{Christy Hemme}}
Takes on the team of Zack Ryder, Damien Sandow, and Alberto Del Rio!

We cut to a video package hyping up the main event

Normal Match


Crimson Vs Batista

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*The audience members jump to there feet as they hear the theme song of none other than 'The Animal' Batista. He walks out onto the stage and looks around at the sold out crowd. He walks to the start of the ramp, quickly, he drops down and does his signature taunt as pyro blasts off behind him.*

-Justin Roberts-
"This next match is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring from Washington D.C., weighing in at 290 pounds, 'The Animal'...Baaatista!"

*He makes it down to the ring and slaps a few hands on the way. In the ring now, Batista poses on the second rope, facing the crowd. He does this in two corners until his music stops.*



*The cheers quickly turn into boos as the music of Crimson begins to play throughout the arena. Crimson walks onto the stage. As he raises his arms into the air, pyro blasts off behind him, scaring some of the children in the audience.*

-Justin Roberts-
"...and his opponent, from the Brownsville section of Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 252 pounds...Crrrimson!"

*Crimson makes it to the steps, but before he walks up them, he turns around to a teenager holding up a Batista sign. Crimson gets in the teenager's face as the two exchange words. Crimson then takes the sign and rips it in front of the teenager.*

From behind, Batista rams his shoulder into the back of Crimson, sending Crimson's midsection into the barricade. Crimson drops to one knee holding his midsection. Batista brings Crimson to his feet and sends him shoulder first into the steel steps. Batista slaps hands with the teenager before rolling Crimson into the ring. The referee makes Batista wait in the other corner. The referee goes to check on Crimson to make sure he's alright. Crimson tells the ref that he's fine and the referee rings the bell officially starting the match.

Batista charges at Crimson. He lands another shoulder to Crimson's midsection and drives him into the corner. Batista begins landing punch after punch. Crimson leans half his body out of the ring forcing the ref to make Batista back off. Crimson leans back into the ring, but when he does Batista charges at him again with another shoulder. This time Crimson's able to get out of the way. Batista goes shoulder first into the steel ring post. Batista slowly stumbles out of the corner while holding his shoulder. Crimson sees an opportunity and sends Batista flying over his head with an exploder suplex. Batista quickly comes back to his feet. Crimson runs at 'The Animal'. He tries for a clothesline, but Batista ducks. As Crimson turns around he is met with a boot to the gut, followed by neck breaker. Batista covers Crimson, but only gets a count of one. Batista brings Crimson to his feet and whips him into the corner hard. Crimson hits the corner hard and walks out. As he walks out Batista tries for a clothesline. Crimson reverses the clothesline attempt and hits reverse atomic drop. Crimson gets Batista's head under his arm and lifts him up for a suplex. He displays his strength as he walks around with the 290 pound 'Animal' in the air. After a few seconds he drops Batista to the mat and covers him for a pin.

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Batista quickly kicks out after the count of 2. Crimson shakes his head and lifts Batista to his feet. Crimson shoots Batista off into the ropes. As Batista returns he ducks a clothesline attempted by Crimson. He keeps running into the opposite side of the ring's ropes. As he returns he connects with a huge spear. Batista is getting fired up as he shakes the top rope up and down. He places Crimson's head in between his legs, but similar what happened on Redemption, Crimson backs out of it and leaves the ring. The referee begins counting, while at the same time Batista is yelling at Crimson to get back in the ring. Crimson walks around of a few seconds and re-enters the ring at the count of 7. The two lock up in the center of the ring. Crimson lands a knee to the midsection of 'The Animal'. Crimson lifts Batista off his feet and puts him on his shoulder. Again, he walks around the ring before slamming him to the mat with a powerslam. Crimson lifts Batista to his feet, but before he can get his opponent all the way up. Batista lands a few rights to the midsection of Crimson. After a few more punches Crimson is holding his stomach in pain. Batista send a clubbing forearm to the back of Crimson, sending him down to one knee. Batista snapmares Crimson. With Crimson in a seated position, Batista runs at the ropes. He runs back and lands a huge big boot to the jaw of Crimson. Batista covers Crimson for a pin.

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Crimson kicks out just before the count of three. Batista gets to his feet and begins questioning the referee's count, insisting it was a three count. From behind Crimson pushes Batista into the referee. The referee falls hard to the floor and seems to have been knocked unconscious. Batista looks outside the ring at the fallen referee. Crimson then low blows Batista, which takes 'The Animal' down to the mat in pain. Crimson stands up with a grin on his face. With Batista face down on the mat Crimson begins kicking Batista's midsection with each blow landing with ruthless precision. After a few moment Crimson underhooks Batist's arms and drags him to the corner, Once there Crimson begins hitting left and right hands which alternate in hitting Batista's face and midsection as Batista frantically tries to defend himself. All of a sudden Batista manages to push Crimson away from the corner allowing himself a moment tocatch his breath. Crimson charges at Batista who's still in the corner looking to smash in to him to keep him weakened. As Crimon rushes closer Batista goes out to meet him and... Spear! Batista now with the cover, But the ref is still down from earlier. A second ref comes sprinting down the ramp as Batista once again goes for the cover.

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Crimson somehow manages to get his shoulder up just in time, Crimson uses the ropes to hoist himself up, But Batista's already there to meet him with a huge clothsline that sends Crimson over the top rope and crashing down to the floor. Batista climbs out to grab Crimson and bring him back into the ring so that the match doesn't end by count out. Once Crimson's back in the ring Batista starts motioning for the Batista Bomb, Batista turns so he's facing Crimson once more, But it's too late Crimson grabs Batista and hits a huge suplex. Crimson now happily in control begins taunting several of Batista's fans by mocking Batista. Suddenly Batista charges at Crimson looking to score with a huge clothsline, But Crimson moves out of the way at the last second sending Batista flying in to the turnbuckle. With Batista groggy after the collision with the turnbuckle Crimson takes advantage and hits a massive german suplex. Crimson drags Batista over too the bottom rope and begins pushing Batista's neck down on it so it's choking him, The ref begins warning Crimson before begining the count.

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Crimson takes his foot off Batista's head just before the fivecount in order to avoid being disqualified. Crimson starts backing the ref into a corner in an attempt to intimidate him, As the ref is obviously quite fearful Crimson begins to leave him alone turning around to walk in to huge kick to the gut from Batista as Batista starts landing right and left hands directly at Crimson's head. Crimson who's been taken by surprise with Batista's sudden flurry backs into the corner to avoid Batista, But that only helps Batista who starts landing some huge shoulder blocks directly to Crimson's midsection. After a couple of shoulder blocks Batista walks back to the other corner and runs directly at Crimson for a clothsline this time he actually manages to hit it. With Crimson down Batista begins setting Crimson up for the next manuver. Crimson slowly makes it to his feet but when he does Batista's right there with a spinebust- No Crimson manages to avoid it and pulls Batista's head down before he starts hitting some ferocious knees to Batista's face, After a few knees Crimson transitions the move into a neckbreaker! Crimson cockily slides into the cover.

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Batista manages to get his shoulder off the canvas at two and a half! Crimson has already begun shouting and complaining top the ref as Batista struggles to make it back up to his feet. When he finally does Crimson's there waiting with a huge back suplex, Which is followed by a side slam. Crimson now measures Batista in the corner and charges at him looking to hit a spear, But Batista counters it... Spinebuster! Batista wastes no time in placing Crimson between his legs and hoisting him up for the...Batista Bo- Crimson's landing some hard right handsto Batista's face in an effort to fight out of this and he manages to as Batista drops him from his shoulders. Crimson barley lands on his feet, But he's able to spin Batista around and... Red Alert! Crimson after hitting that move out of desperation falls into the cover.

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Batista manages to get the shoulder up again! Both men look battered and both men are exausted as this very physical, Very intense contest continues. This time both men are struggling to get to their feet as both men meet in the middle and exchange punches. Niether man's backing down as they keep throwing punch after punch. Blow after blow with no one showing any sign of stopping any time soon.



The ref tries to break it up, But both men just push him to the floor. The ref begins motioning for the bell as Crimson and Batista continue exchanging pucnhes in the centre of the ring. The ref walks over to the announcer and tells him the result of the match.

Justin Roberts
I have jus been informed that this match will be a no contest due to disqualification.

Crimson and Batista pay no attention to ths as they keep fighting. Security comes down to seperate them so the rest of the show can continue as planned. Batista manages to fight through the security to get a few more shots in on Crimson, This only provokes Crimson who charges at Batista and takes him down.



Crimson lands a few more shots on Batista beforehe's dragged outof the ring by security who proceedto escort him to the backstage area. Therest of the security do the same with Batista only they take him to a different area of backstage in order to avoid Crimson.

Supremacy then fades into an advert

*Supremacy returns from a video package for the showoff himself, Dolph Ziggler, and is taken backstage where AJ Styles is shown sitting in a chair in his locker room, preparing for his Last Man Standing Man again his rival, Joey Ryan. AJ is shown taping up his wrists and putting on an elbow pad before noticing the cameraman walking towards him. He takes a deep breath and begins to speak.*



{AJ Styles}
Last Man Standing, a match where the only way to win is to beat your opponent so bad, they cannot answer the referees ten count and not only that, I have put my career on the line as well. People asked me countless times on the weeks leading up to tonight, they asked, “Why'd you do it AJ, why'd you put your career on the line?” and my reply was always the same. I'll tell you what I told them, I put my career on the line simply because I needed one final match against Joey, since Final Stand, every single time we were across the ring from each other, he was always one step ahead, he knew what move I was going to use before I did it, he knew counters to my counters counters. I knew he wouldn't agree to a match unless I raised the stakes a bit and what better way to do that by going all in. So if Joey has defeated me for the past five months, what makes tonight any different, you might ask. It's simple really, I have studied any and every Joey Ryan match I could get my hands on, I now know counters to moves he forgot he knew how to do. The key to victory is to know your enemy.



{AJ Styles}
That was my problem, I didn't see Joey for the threat he really was, and it's a mistake I won't make again. That's the difference between us Joey, I learn from my mistakes whereas you made the biggest mistake of all, you decided to go into a Last Man Standing match against a desperate man, a so-called shell of his former self. Tonight, you won't be facing the same AJ Styles you have faced for the past five months, no, tonight you face the rebirth of “The Phenomenal One.” The AJ Styles of yesterday is no more, he has been replaced by the man you see before you, a man on a mission and a man who will put your ego to rest after shattering it into a million pieces. Joey, be prepared for the fight of your life, be prepared to lose, and be prepared to fall to a Styles Clash.

{AJ Styles}
Allow me to leave you with this, after the night is over...

*AJ stops mid-sentence as he notices some enter his locker room, turning his attention to the unknown person. A look of uncertainty appears on the face of AJ before welcoming this mysterious person.*



{AJ Styles}
Well, look who it is...

*The camera zooms out and the mysterious man is shown to be none other than Alex Shelley! *

{Alex Shelley}
Hey there AJ please just stay in your seat and hear me out for a sec. Now you’ll have to excuse this interruption, but I’ve been up and about this arena for the better part of the night desperately trying to find someone to replace Chris Sabin in our tag match, and I guess you can tell by me being here in your locker room in the middle of your promo right before your match that lady luck hasn’t really been on my side. So here I am with an offer, AJ, I’m asking you to be the man who walks down the ramp with me to take on the Kings of Wrestling.



{Alex Shelley}
And I know, I know, this may seem a bit selfish on my part, seeing as how you have this big Last Man Standing match coming up, but I have faith in you, Styles. I know that despite what all the critics are saying, that you still are phenomenal and they may call you a shell, but it’s what’s inside the shell that counts, and in that shell is a man that’s going to leave it all in the ring and risk everything to walk out with the victory because I know that you’ll be damned if you let Joey Ryan be the one who ends your career. So once you take care of that, I’m hoping that you’ll still have enough left in you for one more match. So, what do you say?



{AJ Styles}
I know where you're coming from, Alex, I really do, but the fact of the matter is, I can't afford to lose my focus of the task at hand. I know Chris was like a brother to you, and I know how you feel, but I'm putting my career on the line tonight and I know the three of us go way back but I can't afford to make one mistake by letting my emotions get the best of me. I'll tell you what though, if it makes you feel a bit better, I'll think about it.

*Shelley places his hands on his hips and nods his head as he takes in what Styles said.*

{Alex Shelley}
Yeah man, that sounds fair, just take a second here or there during your match with Joey Ryan to think things over, and I'll go back and ask around some more just in case you change your mind.... *whispers to the side* or lose the match.... Good luck out there, man.

{AJ Styles}
Good luck trying to find a partner.

*With that said, Alex walks off camera, leaving AJ to finish his preparations for his Last Man Standing match with Joey Ryan. Supremacy fades to a video package for the Kings of Wrestling.*

*As Supremacy, returns we see "The Chosen One" Drew Mcintyre, backstage talking to himself plotting for something in the future in XWL when he is suddenly interrupted by a newly-hired interviewer*


Interviewer: Drew?



*Drew then turns his attention to the interviewer as he is somewhat startled by his sudden interruption. He then gives disgusted look on his face then sighs*



Drew Mcintyre: What do you want you incoherent peasant?.


Interviewer: Drew I just want to ask you a few questions concerning your win against Jack Swagger last week on Breakdown and....


*Drew suddenly cuts the interviwer's sentence off as he begins to have an evil yet sinister smirk on his face as he is laughing in an evil tone*

Drew Mcintyre: What do I think about my win against Jack Swagger?. What do I think about my win against Jack Swagger?. I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I THINK OF MY WIN AGAINST JACK SWAGGER!.

*Drew then suddenly gets up from his chair pushes the camera, out of the way as he pushes the interviewer into the wall as he has the interviewer backed up against the wall holding him by his shirt in the air. Drew then laughs in this evil tone again as he sits the interviewer down and smirks in a sinister way.*

Drew Mcintyre: What I think of my win against Jack Swagger, is that my theory is correct all along. Two weeks ago I went out to the ring and I told all of the american slobs out there that they are nothing more then brain-dead uneducated misfits that pay their own money to see me and other great wrestlers that are from the UK to shine. Jack Swagger calls himself the "All-American American" well that is exactly what he is. He is the definition of an american. Uneducated, Overrated, Unbalanced, and Illiterate. So to prove my point last week I went out and did what I was supposed to do go out there and shock everybody in this arena and I did just that. Sure all of the americans hate me but deep down inside they find me as a leader and those people should respect me and all great wrestlers for the UK. Now on with your pity questions once more.


Interviewer: Well Drew I also wanted to ask you after your impressive win last week what are your future plans for XWL and will we see you go after a title anytime soon?.


Drew Mcintyre: Well to answer your question I was thinking and plotting what I was going to do in the future thinking to myself before YOU came in here and unexpectedly interrupted my thinking process but I shouldn't expect anything less considering you are just like those people out their dirty selfish no good american. But if you must know my future agenda for this company is to assemble all of the great wrestlers of the United Kingdom that are on the brand Breakdown and to rid this filthy company of poor americans. For example our very own world champion Ted Dibiase, is from america. He carries the title around like a slob. Granted he may have a lot of money but he has no class like us people from the UK do. Once me and my army of UK wrestlers take him out this company with have class dignity and peace again.


Interviewer: That is great Drew, the one last question I want to ask you is this. How will you recruit all of the UK wrestlers on Breakdown?.

Drew Mcintyre: Well I will use my recruiting tactic right now if you don't mind me. If anyone backstage is watching this on a monitor or telly anywhere in the building that is of European, decent and is looking for a good leader to take them along please contact me anytime as we will destroy every single dirty american and rid this place of injustice and incoherent wrestlers. We are the real wrestlers we are the real gentlemen we are the real champions!. We don't have to take this crap from any of these uneducated misfits we are the real deal and it is time we stand up and fight if you are with me please come with me into something I like to call the "United Kingdom Revolution"!. Our mission is to decimate all american wrestlers from Xtreme Wrestling league thank you for your time good sir.


*As Mcintyre, is about to walk out of the locker room he is stopped by a familiar face...*

???
Where do you think you're going?

*The camera pans so that the mystery person is revealed and it turns out to be... Wade Barrett!*

Wade
No I'm not sure if I heard you right or not, But did you just refer to yourself as a leader? Now that can't be right because good leaders are actually sucessful. They don't fail time and again at winning the X-Treme championship, No they win it. I can't even remember if you've ever held a singles championship in your time here in XWL. What I do remember however is you being pinned by Micheal McGillicutty before you could even hit a single finisher on him in the Gauntlet match at Final Stand. You were also pinned by Ezikiel Jackson in a triple threat for that same championship. Why would people turn to you for leadership? Even the name you've given to this thing you plan on leading makes no sense. You want any european wrestlers to join and then you call it the "United Kingdon Revolution" British people like you and me come from the UK, Europe includes people from France and Germany just to name two out of the many countries that are in europe other than Great Britain. Also if it's a revolution then why refer to it as your "army" A revolution is for the people that have been opressed for a very long time. Not just for the benefit of a singular man, Which is quite obviously what you want it for.

*Wade goes to continue talking, But Drew interrupts him*


Drew Mcintyre: Now hold on just a minute. Now I know that I have failed in the past but you lost some title matches also. But the point is mate that we need to stick together. It doesn't matter if they are German, British, Irish or Scottish we Europeans need to stick together. Do you like the fact that all of the champions in this league are american. Don't tell me that you haven't been beaten by an american. If you didn't see last week I beat Jack Swagger I proved that all of these Americans, are shams. They should be ashamed that they are only in this company because most of the XWL management is american. We are the only civil ones, We are the only smart ones and we are the only great wrestlers in this company. If we team up together we could lead a path of destruction into this company and we could save this company from it's filth and it's shamefulness. So what do you say Wade are you in or out?.

*As Drew ends his sentence Wade begins to speak*

Wade
Everyone's lost to an american at some point in their time at this company it happens everyday, Even I've lost to an american before it was just a matter of simple error on my part. As for all the champions being american Christian holds the intercontinental championship and he's canadian. I do understand where you're coming from though there only seems to be about 10 european workers on the roster which is disgracful especially considering their complete lack of respect for one another, I mean did you see Kurt Angle break Matt Morgan's ankle after Morgan had said he'd be watching Kurt's back angainst Jeff Jarrett? Of course you did and no doubt you were disgusted by that complete lack of respect. I just heard that Morgan's contract has been terminated! Talk about insult to injury. You were correct when you said that we're the only civilised people here although Damien Sandow on Breakdown seems both civilised and smart, But apart from him there's no one as smart as us either. Now as for the whole teaming up thing It all depends on how you respond to these next two words... Impress me.

*Drew then begins to frantically think of what to say as Wade just stands there waiting to be impressed*



Drew Mcintyre: Hmmmm you want to be impressed i'll show you something that IS impressive.

*Drew, then proceeds to go to the back of the locker room where the interviewer from before is writing down his notes. Unnoticed Drew, then grabs a nearby chair and hits the interviewer in the back of the head. He then drags the unconscious interviewer toward Wade, so he could see what is about to happen he then picks up the interviewer he then does his finisher the Future Shock on the chair!.*


Drew Mcintyre: Is that impressive enough for you?. You see that is the type of aggression that I will carry out that BOTH of us will carry out if we team up together. Last week I did it to Jack Swagger and I will do it to everybody else in this company that stands in my way. With us being together and if we could possibly recruit our kind of people then we would be impossible to stop I promise you. With your brains and my brawn we could be the best team in XWL. We could prove that you don't have to be a filthy american to hold a title. Because I promise you Wade, that nothing and I mean nothing will stop us. I am the chosen one and the sinister Scotsmen, while you are the English, brawler. I don't see why we shouldn't tag up. We need to save this company for the better sure the fans might not like us right now but I assure you that in the future if we tag up we would be the best tag team the world over has ever seen. So I ask the question again Wade, are you in or out?.

*Drew, then smirks in a cocky way as Wade, begins to speak*


Wade
You're going to have to try harder than that to impress me Drew, All you did there was attack a man who's paid to ask questions with a chair. Sure it was aggressive, But it didn't realy show me much other than the fact that you can beat up people that aren't expecting it. Yes you did hurt Swagger last week and I have to give you credit where it's due that was a good match. Now in terms of recruiting more people I don't think that'd be necessary because with you and me you have two of the greatest competitors in this company. Now I'm not saying that I'm in, But I am stating facts when I say that we would be the magical combination that this company needs in order for it to be great again. You say the fans might not like us, I don't care who the fans like and you shouldn't worry about them so much. Now as for your request to team up and decimate XWL you'll have my answer next week on Breakdown. Now unless you have something that'll change my mind I'll best be on my way.

*Drew motions to Wade to stay and then begins speaking*


Drew Mcintyre: Wait Wade I know that you are not the least bit impressed by you know and I know that I have the capabilities to go far in this company so do you and if we team up we could make this company great again. Now i change my mind I just want us to tag up unless we get offers but even then I don't think that will work. You say you'll get back to me with an answer next week well be sure to watch my match next week on a telly and see that aggression i just did multiplied and if we taged up we could be even more unstoppable then we are currently right now. You don't have to think of your choice right now i'll give you one week to make your decision and next week come to me and decide your answer. I'm just telling you what would happen if we were to tag up. Also you could be the leader and show me your ways of thinking because you could have the rains in the alliance. So I ask once more Wade, are you in or out?

*Wade then thinks of what to say as he looks somewhat impressed as he begins to speak...

Wade
Drew I have told you when you'll get your answer, Now as for how you can earn the one you want you'll need to do something that grabs my attention. It's up for you to decide what that is, It can be anything you want. Just try not to burn down the arena. Next week I'll be watching your match in my locker room and after it's over I'll give you my decision. Now as far as you wanting me to lead you towards your goal, You need to prove yourself worthy of my help. you have alot of potential, But you need to start showing that. I look at you and all I can see is someone who is wasting their talent by refusing to perform their best. You can ask me as many times as you like I'm still not going to give you my answer until next week on Breakdown. So just be patient and find something to keep yourself busy like reading a book or learning another language, I'll see you next week Drew.

* A smile creeps across Wade's face as he walks away from Drew's locker room as Drew just stands their smiling back at Drew, before turning to the camera to say one last thing*


Drew Mcintyre: Wade, I have one last thing to say. I won't disappoint you I will come out there next week with the same type of aggression I had last week and then you along with me will be the greatest tag team this company has ever seen!.

*Drew then smirks as he leaves the locker room also as Supremacy, fades to a promo for XWL superstar John Cena.*

Our cameras take us into the very chaotic backstage area of the TD Garden arena, divas are shown grouped up talking about what's transpired so far, and various backstage personnel are seen putting the finishing touches on ring attires as well as entrance gear that will be put to use tonight. After this brief look of what's happening, we come across the World Heavyweight Champion already geared up and taking part in a few warm up exercises for his big match later on in the main-event.



He's focused, tonight's match has high stakes because he's not only representing himself and the DiBiase Posse as he's set to do battle with Edge, he's representing the whole Redemption brand. It's a lot of pressure, but as he's proven recently he thrives under pressure and wouldn't have it any other way. Still heading into his fifth defense has to be nerve wracking, he's managed to put away Michael McGillicutty and Cody Rhodes most recently within the span of twenty four hours, and although he's proven he's a champion that won't back down at any cost in the previous month, if he loses tonight all of that will go right down the drain. He'll be back at square one, and after he's worked for years to finally reach this stage of his career, that's not something he wants to happen.



Ted finally notices the cameras deep in his training, he acknowledges them with a nod and a smile while jumping up and down striking the air in front of him as if he were imagining it were the man he's had to deal with all month. But tonight he finally gets his hands on him, no rules, nothing to break the two up, it's just them in the middle of that ring, every weapon imaginable under that ring, and the sole goal of securing that all important three count. Can he do it? Can he beat Edge just like he managed to almost four months back in the number one contenders match that lead him to finally realizing his dream of becoming the World Heavyweight Champion? This question and more must be running through his mind as he prepares himself both physically and mentally for the night ahead.

???
Hello Ted...

Ted turns around and the camera pans out to see none other than the Executive Administrator, Eve Torres stoodby the World champion with a clipboard in hand. She waits for a few moments to fill in something on the clipboard before acknowledging Ted



Eve Torres
Ted I'm sure you know why I am here. Last week Cody Rhodes took my show hostage and was not allowing any privileges until you was fired for your actions in the World Heavyweight title match a few weeks back at Night of Champions. Now I have been studying the actions and had my legal team address the situation and you will not be getting fired. That is something which we are sure off. No matter how much Cody cries or moans about it you are safe. You are one of Redemptions top stars and most importantly you are the world champion, people pay to see you which is great for us at a show to prove we are the better show in XWL. One problem with that is you Ted. Just how times have you been on Redemption, the show which keeps you employed recently? That's right you have been on Breakdown for weeks now. Just what is going on Ted, here we are looking at what Brand is better and everyone is going to be looking at you in the main event.



Eve Torres
It is supposed to be Redemption vs Breakdown but at the minute it is looking like you are Mick's newest acquisition. We are the ones who signed you to a contract and I feel it is your obligation to keep true to the contract you signed. Ted do you know how many fans have come to a Redemption show looking to see you and have left disappointed? This is not acceptable and I feel tonight, you win the title and come back to Redemption to prove to the fans you haven't turned your back on them and you are the superstar they think you are. It would make my life a hell of a lot easier. Now I have another point I wish to address with you and that is the fact that Cody Rhodes, The Miz and Edge have all being injured in your matches. Now I know you know about the XWL health and safety and I feel injuring 3 top superstars is unacceptable. How do you explain your actions for this? I understand that one may happen but 3? What is going on Ted? Is this the only way you can defend the title by making sure the other guy can't stand up?



Eve Torres
Look Ted, you have been in violation of the health and safety clause of your contract to support other superstars. Cody has a valid point for taking action and if he wants to privately take it further with you then I cannot stop that and he has valid points to get a good outcome. None of us want that but Ted you need to be careful. The board of directors haven't lost notice of what has been going on and although they like you as champion they don't want to see you as a danger in the ring. Ted past all of this I don't want you to lose focus for your match. Tonight you are going one on one in the world championship match to prove you are the best this company could offer and you have to show why you're the world champion. Now you need to get ready and just take notice why you're one of Redemption's finest. Don't screw it up.


Ted DiBiase
Thanks for the pep talk, Eve...but I really don't need you telling me what I should and shouldn't be doing. You wanna know why I've been on Breakdown so much lately? Because Edge decided to return last month, leave me with a gash in my skull, and lay claim to my title, now as World Heavyweight Champion I naturally took offense to that. So I'm sorry for not being on Redemption recently, I love being apart of it, I love main-eventing it weekly, but I had personal issues to settle, and Mick Foley graciously granted me the privilege to do so. Now as for this whole Cody thing, does it really look I'm worried about being fired just because some jackass acts like a prima donna both inside and outside of that ring? Oh he got a few boos boos? I've worked injured on and off for the last year, you haven't seen me filing lawsuits or writing up petitions to get whomever fired. This is wrestling, injuries are a dime a dozen, and if I can handle them, what's their excuse? The Miz? Never injured him, we had a match, I kicked his ass, two weeks later, after he had already had a match since then, he comes out moaning and groaning that I injured him, show me proof please. Then Michael Cole being the wonderful individual that he is goes on a tirade slandering me, then he has the nerve to punch me in my jaw, and he breaks his hand! Is it my fault he foolishly put his hands on me? Is it, Eve? Is that reckless behavior? And Edge? His was a freak accident, he slipped up when trying a spear that night, and went down instantly. Is it my fault he slipped? Am I really dangerous when my opponent basically injures themselves right in front of me? So as you can see, I'm not worried at all because I've never injured anybody psychically, but their egos apparently took quite the wallop when they fell to me.

He smirks before throwing his World Heavyweight title over his shoulder, Eve stares at him almost as if she sees his point, but still being the business woman that she is she doesn't want to be bias in anyway.

Ted DiBiase
I'm proud to be representing Redemption tonight, I'm focused, I'm ready, and I know you're just trying to look out for me, well...at least I hope that's what this is...But I'm a big boy, and I can handle myself, so put your worries aside, cause Teddy got this! I've proven that I deserve my spot, that I am one of the best Redemption, if not XWL as a whole has to offer, and I'll continue to do that for a very long time. You don't know how hard I've worked for this, Vickie finally gave me the opportunity I needed, and ever since then I have yet to disappoint. I'll admit, I had my doubts before, doubting if I were truly ready for this, but when it happened, it felt right....it felt like I always imagined it would, and I'll do everything within my power tonight to see to it that I leave this building still the World Heavyweight Champion. I've been on Redemption since the very first episode, and I'm ready to take this brand to the next level, a victory tonight will do just that.


Eve Torres
Ted I'm not going to be bias and take sides I just feel both parties are responsible in keeping health and safety a priority. 4 people have been injured in instances with you and 3 of those were in a match. You can't blame the board of directors noticing and looking at taking action towards that. From an outsiders point of view it would look unclear what was actually going on. I'll inform the board what you said and then it's not in my hands anymore. As for tonight you need to win, this is mine and Vickie's back on the line and we do not want to be shown up by Mick Foley. We are the best brand simply because we have the best two divas in this company running the helm. Now you know your job tonight and I suggest you do it. I know you have a fun attitude but that needs to stop just for tonight. You need to beat Edge and prove to everyone why Redemption is the greatest brand in XWL. Vickie gave you the opportunity, and now I am giving you the order....Don't screw it up.

Eve Torres
As for your comments regarding your period of absence from Redemption I feel that that is no excuse. You need to be on the brand which pays you and I feel if you wanted to talk to Edge or take action you could have done that for one week or maybe just appeared via satalitte or something. Do you realize how much merch we lost out on selling due to your absence? You let down all the fans. This behaviour for a world champion is unacceptable. I've had so much to deal with recently with Hawkins, Christian and even Layla giving me stick for my new role. I did not want to have to waste my time to go out and talk to them fans when I could be doing much better things trying to explain why you have decided to not show up. This is something which myself and Vickie have noticed and have been thinking upon taking action against. We are not going too but if this continues well we may have no choice.

Ted DiBiase
So a guy I thought was my friend attacks me after nearly an hour long Hell in a Cell match, leaves me in a pool of my own blood, and I'm supposed to just appear via satellite? Who am I, The Rock? You know what's wrong with people like you being in power? You're just like everybody else, too blinded to see who this business really revolves around. Those fans that you call a "waste of your time" are the same people that pay to attend your shows EVERY week. They're the reason you're the Executive Administrator, because they're the reason any of us even have a job.

Eve Torres
Don't defend those people Ted, don't defend the people you turned your back on for the last 4 weeks while you've been over on Breakdown. Look I understand and I know where you are coming from because I have been in that position before. But I always stayed loyal to Redemption and kept fighting there. It doesn’t take weeks to get back at somebody, you should have just left it and waiting till now to fight Edge, you would have been angrier and had us a lot more prepared. Whatever happens here tonight I expect you to be at Redemption next week. Ok?

Ted DiBiase
I'd never turn my back on my Posse, but have no fear, The DiBiase Posse returns to Redemption next week, and every other week after that!

Eve Torres
Let's just hope thats true. Then that will be one job I don't need to do each week. Now we've begun to implement two titles this should be the end of Ted live on Breakdown right? Just remember you are our superstar and not theirs. Now enough of that, you get the message. You know what to do tonight, although we don't see eye to eye on a lot of things, you're a nice guy unlike me who just likes to have power and dosen't really care who she hurts to get what I want. We are both looking at the same goal. We both want Redemption to be on top tonight and everyone is going to be looking at you. Mine and Vickie's heads are on the line here as we have spoken highly of how confident we are of you picking up the win tonight, we aren't going to be made fools are we, by your stupid actions in that ring. I don't care what you have to do out there but just make sure Redemption ends up on top.

Ted DiBiase
I appreciate your support really I do, but you have nothing to worry about, I like to have a good time outside the ring, but when that bell sounds, I'm as focused and ready for anything as anybody else. Tedemption will reign supreme and Breakdown will....BREAKDOWN!

He smiles widely at his pun.

Eve Torres
Ted this isn't the time for puns and silly little jokes and after hearing them comments from Steph I am not in the mood for laughter. We need to get serious and I think you need to focus on beating Edge tonight. I know you had your posse party or whatever hillbilly event you call it which I wasn't happy about but you should have left the jokes for that. Just remember what Edge did, tonight if he wins I will be out there and I will strip you of the world title, if you don't want that to happen I suggest you get your act together.

Ted DiBiase
Lighten up, Eve! I'm a fun guy, I like to have fun, what's the harm in that? I'm ready for my match with Edge, so don't worry about if I lose, because I'm not going to. I'm never cocky, that's not my thing, but I know what's on the line, and I won't let you, my Posse, or Redemption down. I got this! So rest your pretty little head, and maybe go get a nice up of cocoa, that always calms me down!

Eve Torres
Cocoa? What am I a little 10 year old girl sat at home in the middle of winter looking for her daddy to make me a nice warm drink? Ted I am a real business women, we don't stoop so low as to drink cocoa, personally I could do with a cup of coffee.
TEDDY! FETCH ME SOME COFFEE, NOW!

Ted DiBiase
But I...

Suddenly a sulking Teddy Long walks up to Eve and Ted awkwardly stops himself.

Ted DiBiase
OH, you mean....right uh well, enjoy your cup of Joe, I've gotta go get ready for an interview!

He dashes off the scene as poor Teddy Long is left all alone with Eve Torres. His nametag hangs down from his neck, almost as low as the frown on his face. Eve turns to him with her arms crossed and her foot tapping off the concrete floor.

Eve Torres
Well? It's not gonna fix itself!

He sighs, then nods and slowly walks away as she's left smirking, obviously enjoying her position of power for all it's worth before we fade away to the next scheduled segment of the evening.

*Seth Rollins is shown at ringside alongside interviewer Caylee Turner. Rollins appears focused, yet somehow relaxed despite being literally moments away from the biggest match of his professional wrestling career and a match that could determine how his career unfolds in the future.*



[Caylee Turner]
Seth Rollins, tonight you compete in the King Of The Ring finals where you will take on one of the greatest superstars of all time, "The Game" Triple H. After such an amazing debut month where you have gone from being a relative unknown, to taking part in one of the main matches of an XWL Pay-Per-View and competing for the honour of being named the King Of The Ring of 2012; I have to ask you... how are you feeling and what are your thoughts heading into such a huge match?



[Seth Rollins]
I'm feeling great! No seriously, that's an understatement. I never thought I would be in this position so soon. I still have to pinch myself sometimes, but I always knew I had what it took to succeed at the highest level. I've seen a lot of guys get signed to an XWL contract without ever accomplishing as much as I have in just over 3 weeks in this company. Life is ever changing. People come and they go. Opportunities appear out of thin air. And hope dissipates into despair as quickly as this summer will into autumn. I was lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time and seize the opportunity when it presented itself to me. I took the ball and I ran with it, and the response from the fans has been amazing.



[Seth Rollins]
A couple of weeks ago in Idaho, I publicly stated that my personal mission is to bring change to XWL. I promised to bring something new to XWL and I've done exactly that. I'm a new face for people to look up to, a new face for people to cheer. And after tonight when I am crowned the King Of The Ring, I plan to change not just the face, but the body, mind, and soul of this company. Some would say that I'm aiming too high, especially for a person of my age and experience level. Normally I'd tend to agree, but after these past couple of weeks, why not? I know I have what it takes. I've been a World Champion in Ring Of Honor, why can't I be World Champion in XWL? Winning King Of The Ring gives me that opportunity... another opportunity that I will seize upon. I'll claim the ultimate prize this business has to offer faster than anyone has before and round off the greatest debut XWL has ever seen with the gold.

[Caylee Turner]
You're certainly full of confidence but I can't help but notice you're looking past Triple H already!?! It's like in your mind you already have him beat.



[Seth Rollins]
I have all the respect in the world for Triple H. He's an icon in this business and a sure-fire Hall Of Famer someday. I'm not looking past him at all, and I know our match will be a great one. It'll be worth the price of admission alone. We'll steal the show. But Triple H's time has been and passed. It's time for someone to rise up and become the next "Game". The next Triple H. The next superstar to be an icon of the new generation. Unlike Triple H, I'm not old, I don't have to tape myself up heavily or take supplement pills just to get through a match. I don't struggle out of bed every morning after years of taking punishment in the ring. What I am is young. And I'm hungry. Hungry for success. Hungry to accomplish my dreams.



[Seth Rollins]
Nobody gave me a snowball's chance in hell in my debut match against Shawn Michaels. Here I was: some kid from Iowa just signed from some obscure run of the mill indy promotion, going against the greatest United States Champion in XWL history. An virtual unknown in mainstream wrestling versus a bona-fide legend in this business. And I won. I surprised everyone and I shocked the world with that victory. But despite that, and despite all of these fans cheering me right now, they're all silently thinking the same thing over again. That I don't stand a chance against Triple H. Everyone is thinking it... even you Caylee. Seth Rollins might have had a good month in XWL, but tonight the flukes end. Tonight it's "game over". Well prepare to be proven wrong.



[Seth Rollins]
In the past month, I put my foot in the door of XWL when I was given an opportunity. That door is about to be blown off it's hinges when I become King Of The Ring. Faces are forgotten and friendships are few and very far between in this business, but my face is one that will be around for some time. My connection with the fans will be one that will not be broken. Every time I set foot in that ring, I will give 110% for the XWL Universe that pay their hard-earned money to allow me to do what I love for a living.



[Seth Rollins]
I truly feel that there is nothing that can stop me from achieving my dreams. It's a great feeling. It's that mindset... it's that psychology that puts me a notch above everybody else. I have my doubters for now, but it's the truth. Soon they'll understand. If you look in my eyes, you can see the fire. That fire is the difference. I'm not your generic professional wrestler and I'm not your average human being. I'm on my own level and I am my own man. I don't abide by the rules, I make my own. I don't listen to people's negative opinions of me, I make them understand who I am and what I stand for. If you're jealous of me, that's fine, I just know I'm doing something right. If you have a problem with me, try and do something about it and I'll kick your head off.



[Seth Rollins]
I possess a dangerous attitude in more ways than one. It's got me into trouble in the past, but more often than not the rewards outweigh the punishments. Tonight I get rewarded for busting my ass for years on the independent scene. Tonight I cement myself as one of the top guys in this industry after being nothing more than an outcast and an unknown just one short month ago. Tonight I walk out of this arena as King Of The Ring.



[Seth Rollins]
And tomorrow? Well, who knows?...

*The camera zooms in for a close up of a smirking Rollins before fading away to a short video from one of Supremacy's sponsors Dominos Pizza.*

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Steel Cage Match



Dolph Ziggler Vs Randy Orton

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[Jim Ross]
Ladies and gentlemen this next contest will not be for the faint of heart.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]
You're not kidding JR! It's only been a month but these men absolutely hate each other! Randy Orton has been dying to get his hands on Dolph Ziggler since the night of Digital Decision and tonight? Ziggler has nowhere to run! He's gonna be trapped inside a fifth teen foot high steel cage!

[Michael Cole]
Trapped? Hahaha, you're as delusional as you are washed up Jerry! Dolph Ziggler has Randy Orton right where he wants him and for the record, are you guys forgetting who started this whole mess? Randy Orton! He's made his bed and now he's gonna have to lie in it!

[Jim Ross]
Will you please shut him up?

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]
JR if it was that easy do you think he'd still be talking?

[Jim Ross]
Good point. Nonetheless Randy Orton is a dangerous man in the softest of places, he could hurt you in a marshmallow filled swimming pool, you put him inside a cage with an opponent? He's gonna open up a whole world of pain!

[Michael Cole]
Are you old hacks forgetting something?

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]
Yeah, we're forgetting to punch you square in the face.

[Michael Cole]
Real funny for a pensioner Jerry! No, for the past five weeks in a row Dolph Ziggler has had The Vipers number, you'd have to be blind or stupid to think that Orton stood a chance....Oh wait, you guys are both! Hahahahaha!







The sold out crowd are on their feet as XWL's resident Apex Predator bursts through the curtain like a man with a purpose, the determined look on Ortons face says it all as he takes a quick look around the crowd before turning his gaze to the ceiling where the 15ft high steel cage is being held for the time being, as Orton looks up at the structure he simply smiles before continuing down the ramp...



[Jerry "The King" Lawler]
While we're waiting for the match to start, why don't you go and tell Orton how you think that he has no chance in hell Cole?

[Michael Cole]
Are you insane!

[Jim Ross]
Cat got your tongue Cole?

[Michael Cole]
Don't be so stupid Jim, I am a broadcast journalist! I am doing my job at the highest professional level possible...meaning that I won't leave this table until the show is over!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]
Scared that we'll see your stains Cole?

[Michael Cole]
I don't have to take this! Would you please do your jobs and call the action!



Ortons intense stare turns to the stairs as he begins to climb before walking along the apron and climbing into the ring through the ropes!

[Justin Roberts]
Ladies and gentlemen! First, from St Louis Missouri weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds...The Viper! Randy......Orton!

Orton makes his way over to the turnbuckle where he climbs up onto the second rope, eyes fixed on the crowd who are going absolutely insane for the fan favorite, with no glimmer of emotion Orton slowly raises his arms into the air and throws them out to the side in his signature pose!



Orton makes his way down from the turnbuckle where he begins to viciously pace back and forward awaiting the arrival of his bitter rival, Dolph Ziggler, eventually the crowds cheers turn into a unanimous wave of boo's which can only mean one thing...



[Michael Cole]
Yes! This is why we're all here folks, this is what the people paid to see!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]
You sticking your nose up Dolphs ass?

[Michael Cole]
I wouldn't expect you to know greatness when you see it Jerry but trust me when I tell you that this man right here? Is the future of the company! Randy Orton is only the beginning!

[Justin Roberts]
Ladies and gentlemen! His opponent! From Hollywood Florida weighing in at two hundred and thirteen pounds...The Show----

[Vickie Guerrero]
EXCUSE ME!....EXCUSE ME!



The heat pours into the arena as Dolph and Vickie come out from behind the curtain, Dolph with his head down looking at the floor, Vickie with her mic in hand...

[Vickie Guerrero]
Justin! That was really cute and I appreciate you trying to help but if you're going to introduce the hottest commodity in XWL today then you better do it a little better than that! Ladies and Gentlemen, I would like to formally introduce you all to the man who is here to put an end to the career of a reckless individual, Randy, your actions this past Redemption will not go unpunished...I could fire you right now! That would be too easy! Instead? I'm going to let my clientpublicly embarrass you by outclassing you in every department...from Hollywood Florida, weighing in at two hundred and thirteen pounds, The Show-Off! The Heel! Dolph! Ziggler!



[Dolph Ziggler]
OH WON'T SOMEBODY STOP ME?!

Dolph Ziggler quickly swaggers his way down the ramp before walking around ringside and jumping up onto the apron where he effortlessly glides across with the greatest of ease, he throws his arm back and screams, "Show-Off!" Before hopping to his feet and climbing in the ring where he immediately makes his way to the turnbuckle to pander to the crowd who could not be more displeased to see him...



Dolph jumps down from the turnbuckle and takes off his jacket and handing it to Vickie who swiftly exits the ring after a good luck kiss on the cheek! With all the fun and games out of the way, Dolph Ziggler and Randy Orton stand across the ring from one another...All of a sudden the cage above them slowly starts to descend upon them...Trapping them until the time comes that one man escapes.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]
Here it comes folks! The cage is making its way down!

[Michael Cole]
Get em Dolph!

[Jim Ross]
This match is gonna be a real slobber knocker! It's time!






AND THE BELL RINGS.

With the cage now surrounding both men Dolph Ziggler looks across the ring to realize that he may have just made a huge mistake as Ortons eyes widen with malicious intent, this is it. No where to run, no where to hide...But Dolph will sure as hell try as he immediately turns on his heels and runs towards the side of the ring, bounding up onto the ropes and quickly scrambling up the chain link but he's gonna have to try a lot harder than that because even the flash would have a hard time as Orton is right behind the show off, the viper leaps into the air and nails Ziggler across the back with a big forearm causing him to fall back down, both feet on the top rope but not for long as Orton pulls the top rope back from beneath Dolphs feet causing him to fall between the chain and the ropes...The crowd erupt into a frenzy of cheers as after a month of close calls, Randy has him exactly where he wants him...

Orton begins to release a month of rage and anger all in a huge flurry of big right hands, Dolphs head doesn't know whether it's coming or going as it ping pongs back and forth between Ortons fist and the cage wall, the demented look in Ortons eyes only intensifies as the attack continues, he is absolutely loving this. Like a kid in a candy store the apex predator realizes the true extent of the fun he can have in this demonic structure as he lets up on the attack, screaming out in a battle cry as his limbs shake almost uncontrollably, before Dolph even has the time to shake the cobwebs out of his head Orton is already running off the opposite ropes only to come back with a huge body splash, crushing Zigglers entire body into the unforgiving steel wall! Feeling that once wasn't enough, with a smile on his face the size of the grand canyon Orton repeats the action, nailing Dolph with another huge splash into the cage! Third times a charm? Orton gears up for a brain rattling third shot but as he flies through the air towards Dolph, the show off has the where with all to duck sidestep the incoming attack leaving Orton with nothing but a face full of steel!

Dolph emerges from under the bottom rope looking a little more than flustered, he takes a look at the downed Randy Orton and thinks to himself once again, go for it! Quicker than a hiccup Dolph sprints towards the other side of the ring and scrambles up the cage but to his demise the viper is climbing the cage after him, he'll have to do a lot more than that to keep Orton down! Orton grabs a fistful of Zigglers trunks and yanks him back down onto the top rope before throwing him off completely, Dolph hits the mat hard but manages to roll through onto his feet before racing towards Randy and jumping high into the air, nailing the back of Ortons legs with a picture perfect drop kick causing the viper to fall to the mat in a horrible fashion, landing on the back of his neck to a resounding thud and the sound of the XWL universe gasping in unison, Dolph Ziggler however...is absolutely ecstatic...

Dolph glances up at the cage and thinks about winning right there and then in the early going but unlike a few moments ago, the ball is in his court and it's time for him to have his fun, Dolph smirks before turning his attention back to Orton and cracking him across the back of the head with a harsh calculated boot! Ziggler uses the sole of his shoe to roll the dazed Orton onto his back before he quickly snaps to the ground, laying an elbow drop over the vipers chest! Dolph gets to his feet quicker than he hit the move only to spin back around and nail yet another elbow drop, Dolph rolls onto his own back and kips up in typical Ziggler style before jumping about four feet into the air where after a moment of graceful airtime he comes crashing down to earth, planting a final elbow drop into the rib cage of Orton!

The crowds harsh boo's are only tripled in intensity when the sound of a cackling Vickie Guerrero can be heard from outside the cage, she is clapping at her client in all his glory as he rolls off of Orton and onto his front where he proceeds to do....pushups? You gotta be kidding me, this is a wrestling match! Dolph does ten of the most perfect push ups you have ever seen in your life before getting up to his feet and screaming at the top of his lungs to rile up this sold out crowd, Orton is slowly rising to his feet but the cocky heel is ready for him as he hooks his arms around Ortons head before twisting it around and dropping him to the mat with a neckbreaker! On the outside Vickies cheers only get louder as Dolph gets more and more in control, a couple of big moves and this match has been turned on it's head, Randy Orton seems almost immobilized at the hands of the smart young superstar...

Dolph drops to his knees where he scoops Ortons back up before grabbing him into a sitting position, Ziggler then turns around and runs the ropes only to come back and hit Orton with a vicious running neckbreaker, snapping the vipers head forward with great force causing a loud agonizing yell! Dolph Ziggler looks damn near unstoppable here as the crowd begin to launch stuff towards him but everything just bounces off of the cage as the arena becomes hugely hostile towards Dolph who has picked Randy up and dragged him over to the turnbuckle where he is now lacing him with chops that could be heard from space! Ortons chest is turning a deep purple in pain as Dolph climbs up to the second rope where he begins to nail the viper with a barrage of right hands to the temple! Out of nothing but desperation Orton musters up enough energy to throw Dolph off of him who flies across the ring and bumps hard on the mat!

The fans are on their feet with excitement as Orton seems to have been given a second wind! Dolph runs back towards the corner but the gears are turning and the apex predator is rolling as he flattens the incoming Dolph Ziggler with a huge clothesline! Dolph gets up quickly but Orton is two steps ahead of him as he turns into another big clothesline! You can feel the atmosphere in the arena lifting as Dolph tries for a clothesline off his own but Orton ducks it and plants the show off with a quick powerslam on the rebound! Vintage Orton! The "Let's go Orton!" Chants ring through the arena as Dolph rolls to the side trying to escape the ring but gets a nasty surprise when he remembers that there's no leaving this one early, Orton reaches through the middle rope and grabs a fist full of Dolphs long blond hair which he uses to pull him through into the hang man position on the second rope...

Orton stares into the sea of fans screaming his name but he takes a moment too long and the cheers quickly turn to an array of boo's as Dolph pulls himself back through the rope towards the apron where he uses the momentum to drive the viper skull first right into the cage! Orton stumbles backwards holding his face as he drops to one knee, doubled over in pain, no rest for the wicked through as Ziggler runs the ropes and comes back, face planting the shaken Orton to the mat with a big fame asser! Dolph jumps to his feet almost immediately, "Same old routine Randy!" He screams before dropping to a crouched position, he begins to stalk the apex predator for his finishing maneuver, Dolphs look of determination doesn't waver as he patiently waits for the viper to get to his feet and when he does the show off leaps high into the air and onto Ortons back where he hits the---

NO! Orton uses the backwards momentum to run back and slam Ziggler spine first into the cage wall! Ziggler sits awkwardly on the top rope with his back pressed against the cage, looking like he could fall at any moment but unluckily for him he won't have to wait as Orton turns around and delivers a high drop kick to the jaw causing him to whiplash back and rattle his head off of the cage before bouncing forward and falling into the ring face first on the mat! The crowd are loving every second of this match up, the back and forth action is pleasing everyone...everyone except Vickie that is who is outside screaming abuse to Randy who seems completely unfazed by it as he drags Dolph to his feet via his right arm before European uppercutting him into the corner!

Orton follows him into the corner where he drops to one knee, blitzing Dolph with five well measured shoulder tackles, driving them straight into his abdomen with deadly force! Orton lets up for a moment but only because he has a better plan, he lifts Dolph up onto the top rope before steadily climbing his way up after him, Orton stands on the middle rope as he hooks Dolphs arm over his head, a huge wave of cheers over takes the building as the all know what Randy has planned here, he hoists Dolph straight up to the top where he joins him momentarily before lifting him high into the air in a tribute to his father before bringing him right back down from the stars and crashing onto the mat with a massive superplex!

The roaring crowd get louder and louder, fueling Randy Orton and Dolph Ziggler to slowly crawl over to the ropes where they pull themselves up at the opposite ends of the ring...they trade a vicious look with one another before stumbling over to the middle of the ring and engaging in an all out brawl, right hands, left hands, kicks and headbutts, anything goes! Eventually Orton takes the upperhand as the energy from the crowd pushes him into gear! Orton unleashes a flurry of almost unseen punches forcing Dolph to drop to the ground and once again roll between the ropes and the cage but this time Orton doesn't wait around, he hooks Dolph by the hair and drags him through the middle rope before nailing him with a HUGE hangman DDT! Zigglers face smashes the mat in a big way as he begins to roll around in agony, Orton on the other hand is all fired up and....

The Viper drops to the mat! He begins to violently pound his fists on the canvas, waiting, stalking his pray, now is the time where he puts Dolph Ziggler away for good, the voices in his head consume him as the evil pours into his body and the venom makes its way into his bloodstream, he slowly gets up onto one knee and eventually to both feet as Ziggler does the same, the entire audience are on their feet in an unrivaled frenzy as Dolph groggily turns around and at the drop of a dime is hit with a vicious RKO! The crowd are going ballistic for the apex predator who is going nuts in the middle of the ring, shaking his limbs uncontrollably while screaming out months of boiled rage! He looks back down at Ziggler again and realizes that he is absolutely motionless...he glances up at the cage....and then to Ziggler....and once more to the cage...

Orton stumbles to the side of the ring and begins to make the long climb up for the first time in this match up! He slowly placing one foot on the bottom rope while grabbing on to the chain link, he begins to scale the structure, one step at a time with each foot placement gaining a big pop from the fans! He places both hands on top of the cage and hoists himself up to the point where he is sitting on top of the cage, this is it! All he has to do is drop down and the match is his....but when he takes one last look down at Dolph Ziggler he realizes that the show off is slowly crawling to the corner....on his hands and knees...alarm bells go off in Ortons head, he's like a kid in a candy store...does he leave? Or does he go down there and kick his head clean off?

Orton begins to make the climb back down! The fans are on their feet as the viper makes his way into the opposite corner from Dolph where he begins to slap his head and stop his feet on the ground in an unparalleled rage, as though he were fighting with his own conscious, he goes to that far away place in the back of his mind as his eyes light up with evil, the choice has been made, with the ground roaring behind him he runs full steam ahead across the ring and....SUPERKICK! Dolph almost breaks Ortons jaw as he springs to life from the ground and takes the apex predator down with a sick kick to the face! Orton's plan has backfired big time and he looks to be completely out cold! Dolph falls to his knees in relief as he takes a second to compose himself, before long he gets back up and begins to make his way up the cage!

The long climb for Dolph starts, but the crowd could not be more against it, they are throwing everything from insults to cups at the heel but he keeps climbing, slowly but surely making his way to the top! Randy Orton has still not moved in the middle of the ring and Dolph is already on top of the cage, he climbs over the top and hangs off of the frame, looking as though he's about to drop and win but then....He starts doing pull ups! The XWL universe groan in unison as the resident show off does what he does best...shows off...and just when the crowd thinks it's all over Ziggler...Climbs back to the top of the cage?! Is he insane? He could have won that match there and then but instead he decides to gloat! Wait, what is he doing now? You've gotta be kidding...Dolph places both hands around the bars at the top of the fifteen foot high steel structure and gracefully handstands into the air!

After he's quite satisfied pissing off the sold out crowd Dolph stands upright on top of the cell where he looks down at Orton who's still laid out in the middle of the ring, Dolphs runs his fingers through his hair before throwing his hands up and flicking the sweat into the air and screaming, "This match isn't over yet!" With that, the crowd watches on with baited breathe as Dolph Ziggler flies off of the top of the cage and floats through the air for what seems like an eternity...Dolphs karma has caught up with him though as he approaches the mat, Randy Orton rolls out of the way! Leaving nothing for Dolph but a whole world of pain as Ziggler crashes onto the canvas in unison with a huge gasp from everyone in the arena!

Vickie is having an absolute fit on the outside of the ring, screaming in rage at the top of her lungs, piercing the ears of everyone in a five mile radius! She shouts and screams for Dolph to get up but to no avail, both men are down and there's nothing she can do, she grabs the cage door and shakes it but it's no use, it's padlocked shut! "The key!" She screams! "Where's the key!" Suddenly the referee approaches her and tries to calm her down but there's no point, she shoves him off of her and demands that he hand her the key but he rejects her proposal, not one to take no for an answer Vickie takes the matters into her own hands and starts to root around in his pockets! She pulls the key out but as he tries to grab it back it falls to the floor! Both of them bend down to pick it up but unfortunately for Vickie the ref was faster and he holds it high up in the air out of her reach but all out of options Vickie kisses the referee! He is forced to drop the key in shock as Vickie pushes him over and onto the floor!

The Redemption GM laughs out loudly as her plan works before picking up the key and unlocking the door...but by the time she's done that, both men are back up on their feet in the ring, stumbling around like a pair of lost zombies! Vickie gets a light bulb over her head, she begins to scramble under the apron looking for something and not long after she emerges with a steel chair in hand! Vickie makes her way back over to the door where she slides in the chair but to her absolute horror a black boot stops the chair in it's tracks, she looks up and see's that it is none other than Randy Orton! Orton bends over and picks up the chair! He gets a sick smile on his face as he turns around and begins to stalk Dolph Ziggler who turns around into...NO! Dolph ducks under the chair shot and the momentum from the swing causes Orton to spin around....

Dolph leaps onto Ortons back and locks in the sleeperhold! He's got it! He's got it in tight! Both men are exhausted from the grueling match up but they're giving it everything they've got! Orton begins to rag doll Ziggler around but there's no way in hell that he's letting go of this one! Orton fights and fights but eventually he drops to one knee! No! No! The crowd spur him on and in an amazing show of determination Orton manages to stand up again! Orton runs backwards and slams Dolph into the cage but still he doesn't let go! Orton gets the idea to slam Dolph into the turnbuckle so he runs backwards towards it but as he does so, Dolph wrenches hard down on the side of his neck causing the viper to lose balance and stumble to the cage door! Dolph losses the hold as he falls off of Ortons back, right over the top rope! He hits the apron hard and....Falls out of the cage door! Ziggler smacks the outside floor below hard but as he does so...the bell rings!


















WINNER:


[Michael Cole]
Yes! What a wrestling genius! He used his finishing move to not only wear Orton down, but to win the match!

[Jim Ross]
Oh you are so full of crap! Look at Dolph Ziggler, he looks just about as surprised that he won as everybody else in this arena!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]
Yeah, he fell out of the cage plain and simple! He got lucky tonight!

[Michael Cole]
Lucky? Lucky? You two truly are pathetic! Just because the person you wanted to win didn't you have to resort to making up lies about Dolph Ziggler, whatever way you slice it this man went out there and left his heart in the ring and now? He's just bested Orton in a steel cage match! Like I said he would!

[Jim Ross]
You're right about one thing Cole, he is the winner of this match whether we like it or not, but I can assure you, Randy Orton won't like it...

[Michael Cole]
What's he gonna do? Go crying to the general manager...Oh wait! She's on Dolphs side, wanna know why? Cause she's smart Jim!

[Jim Ross]
She had a huge part to play in Orton losing this match up, she was the one who interfered and opened the door in the first place!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]
Yeah, she better hope that Orton takes his anger out on someone else, because if he doesn't, she might just be on the list.

Back on top of the ramp Dolph Ziggler is on his knees, celebrating his win by yelling to anyone who will listen about how great he is...Vickie is stood by him, laughing her ass off at Randy Orton who is pacing back and forward in the ring as the cage rises, kicking the ropes, clawing at the top of his head, going absolutely insane at what has just transpired...what will be next for these men? Will they meet again in the middle of the ring or will they go their separate ways? Only time will tell as XWL's blockbuster PPV Supremacy cuts to a video package for tonight's number one contender for Ted DiBiases World Heavyweight Championship, Edge!

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Ezekiel Jackson Vs Christian (C)

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*The referee calls for the bell as Christian is deemed the winner of the match and his theme begins to play throughout the arena. Christian sits in the ring next to the grounded Zeke as a satisfied little smirk begins to grow across his face. The referee is handed the Intercontinental Championship and Christian begins to get to his feet as the referee walks over towards him. He holds the title out for Christian to take and Christian snatches it from his hands and holds his left wrist out, demanding the referee raises his arm in victory. The referee does so and Christian holds the other arm up with the title in hand as the fans boo him. After a little bit of time, Christian begins to walk over to the ropes, looking to exit the ring but as soon as his second foot hits the apron, a familiar theme begins to play throughout the arena which Christian immediately turns his attention to the stage and he doesn't seem to pleased about this.*



*Eve comes cassually walking out from behind the curtain with a microphone in hand. She stops at the top of the stage, clapping a little bit over Christian's win against Ezekiel Jackson. Christian stands on the apron a bit confused as Eve waits for her theme to die down as well as the boos the crowd gives her. After a little bit of time she begins to speak.*



Eve Torres:
Congrats, champ, on what looked to b a pretty big victory. But I just came out here to inform you that your night isn't over just yet, you have to defend that Intercontinental Championship one more time against a challenger who can't be named at the moment. *Christian is a little mad and confused as Eve continues to speak.* Everyone over at XWL Headquarters knows that you are use to having two matches a right, aren't I? And I couldn't just sit back and let just one match happened. We needed to keep the trend going and with the 15 Medal gone, that only left that championship right there. Understand? Oh, and here's your challenger.

*Eve points back towards the curtain as we await for the second Intercontinental championship challenger of the night. Many moments pass as the unknown challenger is nowhere to be seen, that is until a small section of the crowd begins to boo but before Christian can react, none other than Michael McGillicutty slides into the ring and knocks Christian off the apron with a hard shot to the back of the head with his Money in the Bank briefcase. Christian lays motionless on the outside as Michael makes the best of this opportunity by wasting no time sliding out the ring to throw Christian back in before entering. Michael starts shouting at the ref to start the match but hesitates to do so. Eventually he is forced to call for the bell it by Eve, signaling the start of the match. Michael wastes no time going on the attack but before he can, Christian surprises Michael with a swift but effective spear, seemingly out of nowhere, leveling the third generation superstar. Christian goes for the cover...*

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*Christian begins to argue with the ref, positive that it was a three count. He rises to his feet, holding the back of his skull as he is still feeling the effects of the shot to the back of his head moments ago. Christian begins to stalk Michael, possibly setting up for his signature maneuver, the Killswitch. Christian tries to hook the arms but to no avail as Michael manages to spin out with ease and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex. Michael begins backing up, not taking his eyes off of Christian, until his back hits the turnbuckle and begins stalking Christian for what appears to be the McGillicutter. He drops down to one knee, biding his time and waiting for Christian to make it to his feet. Michael makes a beeline for Christian the second he makes it to his feet, only for it to be reversed perfectly into a Killswitch attempt. Michael manages to reverse Christian's counter, raking his eyes and setting up a Perfectplex. He lifts him up slams him down onto the canvas, forcing the ref to drop down to the mat and make the count.*

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*For the second time tonight, the crowd burst into boos after the result of the Intercontinental Championship match. Cameras show Eve clapping from the stage at what just happened. McGillicutty quickly jumps to his feet after realizing he has just won his first major championship in XWL. The fans continue to boo as The referee hands McGillicutty his Money In The Bank Briefcase, which is still in his possession, and his newly won Intercontinental Championship. He takes a few steps over to the turnbuckle and holds both the Championship and the briefcase high in the air for the crowd too see. McGillicutty continues his celebration as Eve stands on the stage, in the background, pleased with what just happened. Supremacy fades to a hype video which features the Divas Champion, Layla, and her opponent tonight and former tag team partner, Michelle McCool.*


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