*Breakdown returns from a video package hyping up the Main Event between Samoa Joe and Dean Ambrose before going backstage where Paige is shown sitting on a staircase located somewhere in the arena. Many thoughts must be racing through her mind, from getting attacked before her match last week by the Bella Twins, to the events that transpired earlier in the evening during her match with Nikki Bella. An eerie silence fills the empty area for a few moments before it's broken by Paige's voice.*
{Paige} Bella Twins, your mere presence alone annoys me and tonight was no different. Time and time again, Layla and myself have proven that you can't hold a candle to our abilities in that ring. You would rather run like cowards or end matches in no contests instead of falling to defeat. Everybody knew what the outcome of the match would have been if Brie wasn't out on commentary. I would have had my arm raised, much to the referees dismay.
{Paige} But that's okay, Bella's, we're just six days away from getting rid of two of the most useless “divas” in this company's history. It doesn't matter what the wheel lands on, this match will favor us regardless of the match type. You though that by attacking me last week before our match was going to take place would stop me from getting my hands on you, but all it did was piss me off, and that's the last thing you needed going into Dead Man's Hand.
{Paige} You tried to stop the match from happening but it didn't work, then again, you should be used to failure by now. You attack me from behind, you cost me my Number One Contender's match for the Divas Championship, you lock Layla in a closet, but you still won't win, because you can't. You will regret the day that you made this company's only two British women unite under the same goal, you will regret the day you made us your targets, because now, the hunters have become the hunted.
{Paige} Bella's, we plan on returning the favor for the repeated attacks on us over the past month, and unlike you, we'll actually get the job done.
*Paige stares off into the distance with a smirk on her face. One has to wonder what's going through her mind just six days shy of her and Layla's match with the Bella's at Dead Man's Hand. The camera remains on Paige for a few more moments before Breakdown fades to black.*
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown Supershow: 4/14/2013 - 4/21/2013 Sat Apr 20, 2013 6:53 am
Breakdown returns from commercials and we are backstage with none other than KEVIN STEEN!
Kevin Steen: Hello to the fucktard XWL universe, I hope you are all listening to what I have to say, I mean last week I came out said a few things but never really got down to telling you what I have to say. Well I am backstage here in this shitty building sitting down on my fat ass getting ready for a match that I cannot wait to get into. That match is with none other than CM Punk. The man who rose from the indies to become one of the biggest stars in professional wrestling. Well tonight I get to show him why I am going to be taking that crown along when I beat him. Anyway back to what I was saying last week I was just about to tell you my reasoning why I attack Mrs Foley's baby boy when he had to come out and spout some shit of his own and interrupt me. Well he got his just desserts like I got mine when I got backstage in catering. Cactus, Dude, Mick, fucktard, whatever you call yourself I may have given you a reason to stay, I have have pulled you back in by the scruff of your neck and you think that I should be a afraid? You think that your reason of wanting to hurt me really is going to bother me? Well it doesn't because I thrive on it, I want you to come after me, I want you to try hurt me because I don't know if your aware of all the people that have stood in my way and got HURT!!
Kevin Steen: So Cactus, my reason for attacking you and leaving you in a crumpled up mess a few week back was because if you remember rightly nearly a year ago when I left this company due to well things I got into during my talking with Hogan, I was fired from XWL and it was you who did the firing. You may come up with the bullshit excuse that it was just you passing on a message, you will come up and say your hand was forced, you will say that you didn't want it to happen but it did. That's right, Hogan may of been a thorn in my side when it came to getting back into this company, he may of pissed me off when it came to taking a spot in the company that he didn't deserve but what me and you have is a little more personal. You see Mick, that's right I am calling you by your name not your fucked ECW persona. Mick when I was moved over to Breakdown I thought I would get the chance to work with you, I thought as much as I was hated around the locker room I thought I would get to work with the Hardcore Legend himself and I knew that you wouldn't deny me a chance. But right off the bat you did and right off the bat I was gone from XWL and you got to carry on with your good ol' day job. Fast forward a few months, you are now back to being active in that ring, you have had your fair share of problems with some of the stars back here, you have had problems with Hogan and you have had a problem with those fucktard fans. But now you have a problem with me.
Kevin Steen: You are the one who ultimately cost me my job and my fucked my life up. Yeah I know it was just as much the companies fault but first things first, I got myself back in the company and I said that I would bring this motherfucking place to the ground. But second job of the agenda is to fuck your shit up. I know that might be a bit of a difficult thing to do being as you showed how hardcore, how insane, how strong you really are. It took several chair shots to that fucked up head of yours to actually go down, but eventually after I dropped you on your head once more you were left in a mess. But don't get me wrong I know you will be back and I hope that I see you....
Suddenly before Steen can finish up his talking, Cactus storms into the room and starts attacking Steen with lefts and right. Steen is down on the floor whilst Cactus is on top of him laying down a fury of punches. Steen is doing his best to block the punches and then manages to push Cactus off him with an elbow to the jaw. Steen gets to his feet and spears Cactus into the ribs and back to the ground. Both men starts to exchange more punches until officials drag each of the them apart. But this starts to annoy both Cactus and Steen and they then turn on the officials and start attacking them until more and more turn up and they can no longer fight back. The officials drag both men in separate directions as we go to ringside.
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The rich sound of Damien Sandow’s theme pours through the speakers and at once the people commence with a round of boos filled with disdain and frustration over the fact that Sandow continues to torment them with his skewed views on a weekly basis. But there have hope that Dead Man’s Hand will be the last they see of Sandow as he will risk his job for the opportunity to challenge for the United States championship that he feels should have been bestowed upon him long before. However, in his efforts to set a proper example that anything can be achieved through perseverance, hard-work and a sharp mind, Sandow has played the game and truly believes that come Dead Man’s Hand, luck will be on his side.
Sandow nonchalantly walks onto the stage, robed as usual, and looks at the people who almost appear to be frothing at the month at the tantalizing thought of an XWL without him. Sandow solemnly shakes his head for after he has toiled for weeks to enlighten these incompetent fools insist on adamantly refusing to step out of the darkness that has clouded their judgment and their minds. Sandow patiently waits for the boos to die down so that he can grace these peasants with his words of wisdom, which they don’t even truly deserve for the constant disrespect they show him on a nightly basis. Luckily for them Sandow is not a man who holds grudges, and he pities the masses more than he’s insulted by them.
Damien Sandow Silence!
Of course, all Sandow’s simple respect for silence and undivided attention is ignore as the already raucous crowd only lets their boos grow in intensity.
Damien Sandow I said silence! I have something rather important to get off my chest for as you know we are steadfastly approaching what will no doubt be a monumental night compared to all the lackluster events that have been held recently. Don’t misconstrue the name Dead Man’s Hand as an omen that will spell the end for a legendary career in the process of being composed. No, I can assure you that I shall live on, and after staring at the carrot John Laurinaitis has unashamedly been dangling in front of my face for weeks just so he can bait me into participating in another one of his experiments, I will prevail!
Damien Sandow It is then that I will reclaim my United States Championship and bring it back to the promised land it once called home. Prestige and honor are not things that you normally associate with that championship and I’ll humbly accept the blame for I should have done everything in my power to maintain a fierce grip on it instead of allowing it to slip from my grasp. Not again, I’ve learned from my grave effort and the title has paid dearly for it, and now I must do what it takes to have the proper reign with the belt that I was destined to before I move on to bigger and better things in the future.
Damien Sandow It is a future that will not be dependent on what occurs during the Feast or Fired match, because I know that luck will be on my side. D’Angelo Dinero, Jay Lethal and whoever is unfortunate enough to get into the ring with me tonight, will have their ambitions crushed and they’ll have to find their way into this company on some other day at the expense of somebody else. And in my success you will see with your own eyes an example of somebody who is not afraid to work for and earn that which he desires, and maybe my inspiring performance will encourage you to cease and desist your lethargic way of choosing to exist. You can only live vicariously through me for so long before you make yourself believe that emulating me would be the best course of action; you can only maintain this ignorant lifestyle for so long before you desire a change. There’s no need to wait for an epiphany, a vision or an intervention because I am here now to lead you. You’re welcome.
Sandow makes his way down to the ring preparing for his upcoming match against the final man to be revealed in the Feast or Fired match.
Jim Ross: Can Sandow be any more full of himself? I’m starting to think that he just likes the sound of his own voice.
Jerry Lawler: Yeah, that and he’s just obsesses with trying to seem smarter than everyone else.
Jim Ross: Well I certainly won’t deny that Sandow is an extremely intelligent man, but there’s a certain tact that could carry himself with so he would be more tolerable.
Jerry Lawler: Haven’t you been listening to him, JR? Apparently it’s us that needs to change our ways.
Jim Ross: Well at Dead Man’s Hand, unless he wants to do some serious negotiating, talking won’t get him anywhere in the Feast or Fired match.
Jerry Lawler: That match is more about having lady luck on your side than how good you are between the ropes. You could be the first man to grab a case and get the pink slip!
Jim Ross: In fact all we know about the contents of the four the briefcases is that one contains the Sandow’s contract and another the pink slip. The other two cases still remain a mystery…
Jerry Lawler: A mystery that may not be solved until the moment of truth when that case is finally opened.
Jim Ross: Well the mystery of the fourth man in the match will come to an end in a few moments when he makes his way out for a little exhibition against the man who’s contract he may be taking.
Jerry Lawler: We’ve already seen Sandow defeat D’Angelo Dinero by way of count out, and then last week he refused to compete against Jay Lethal after Kurt Angle blind-sided him.
Jim Ross: Angle was clearly upset about Sandow walking out on their match weeks ago, but all Sandow did was use Angle’s attack to give himself the night off.
Jerry Lawler: Dinero and Lethal will be back this Sunday and Sandow will have nowhere to run or hide if he wants to get that United States Championship match.
It’s Trent Barreta! The energetic youngster races onto the stage and jumps up and down getting the people hyped up before racing down the ramp. He may not have much of a track record in XWL, but anyone that can potentially put an end to Sandow is welcomed in the eyes of the people who give some light cheers as they watch Barreta slide into the ring and climb the turnbuckles.
Jim Ross: There’s the last of the three free agents who’ll be vying for the opportunity of a life time to make a name for themselves in XWL.
We’re back from a commercial break and Barretta is in firm control of the match as he throws Sandow into the ropes then knocks him down with a dropkick. Barretta quickly goes for a pin but only gets a one count as Sandow gets the shoulder up. Barreta pulls Sandow to his feet where he sets him up for a suplex and drives him down to the mat and floats over for a pin and gets a two count this time before Sandow kicks out.
Barreta watches as Sandow gets to his feet then quickly doubles him over with a spinning back kick to the gut. Barreta races over to the ropes and drives his forearm into the side of Sandow’s skull. Barreta climbs to the top rope then dives off and nails Sandow with a hurricanrana and Sandow quickly rolls out of the ring before Barreta can capitalize. Sandow is attempting to take a breather but Barreta is having none of that and he leaps over the top rope and hits a beautiful dive then quickly pops back up to his feet.
The people are really starting to get behind Trent as it looks like he could be the one to finally put Sandow in his place. Trent drags Sandow over to the ring and tries to force him back inside but Sandow elbows Trent in the gut and slams his face against the apron before forcefully tossing him back onto the thin padding on top of the concrete floor. Sandow quickly rolls into the ring and barks at The Ref to speed up his count that had just gotten to the 6. It hits 7 then 8 and the boos grow louder at the thought of Sandow winning another match by count out, but then the unexpected happens…
When The Ref screams out 9 and just before he can throw his 10 fingers into the air, Trent rolls into the ring and the people cheer him for not going down like that. After a brief moment of surprise, and after shooting an accusatory glance at The Ref for what Sandow would presumably consider a slow count, Sandow pounces on Trent and beats on his upper back his fists, but Trent is refusing to stay down. Working his way back to his feet, Trent nails Sandow in the gut with a right, a left, then he pushes Sandow back and hits a jumping spin kick that sends Sandow stumbling backwards into the ropes. Trent charges at him but Sandow hoists him over the top rope then walks away thinking he disposed of that trash.
He walks towards The Ref and tells him to count out that imbecile. In response The Ref tells Sandow to turn around and Sandow does just in time to see Trent springboard and take flight with a crossbody attempt that Sandow is able to dodge. Trent lands hard on his gut and slowly gets to his feet clutching his stomach. Sandow adds to his pain by grabbing Trent from behind and hitting his signature Russian leg sweep!
Sandow pops back up to his feet and immediately hits the elbow of disdain and goes for the pin but only gets a two count! Sandow looks up at The Ref in shock, but quickly shakes it off and turns his attention back to Trent who is nearly back to his feet. Sandow approaches Trent who suddenly lashes out with a punch that nails Sandow in the jaw. He goes for another but Sandow sees that one coming and he tries for the Russian leg sweep again but Trent elbows his way out. Barreta wraps his arms around Sandow with the reverse waist lock and tries for a german but Sandow stomps on his foot then quickly turns around and puts Trent in a front facelock.
Sandow repeatedly drives his knee into Trent’s face then he lets go so he can run over to the ropes and goes for a clothesline. Trent leaps over Sandow and hits an arm drag after Sandow bounces off the ropes. Sandow does stay on his back for long and when he gets up Trent immediately goes for a toe kick but Sandow grabs his boot. Trent is hopping on his other leg trying not to fall while Sandow chuckles thinking he has control of this now. Trent knocks that smile off his face with an enzuigiri. Trent climbs to the top rope and hits a corkscrew senton! Trent goes for the pin but Sandow kicks out right before three!
Trent signals for the end as he circles Sandow who is taking his time getting back up to his feet. Trent impatiently pulls Sandow up the rest of the way and wraps his arm around Sandow’s head setting him up for The Dudebuster DDT. Trent runs over to the ropes but Sandow shifts his weight, overpowers Trent and tosses him onto the top rope where he lands groin first. Trent bounces a few times before falling off and Sandow is right there to pulls him back to his feet, set him up for Terminus, and hitting it! Sandow floats over into the pin, cockily placing his chin on his palm as he gets the three count.
Sandow allows The Ref to raise his arm high into the air in victory and then he does a celebratory cartwheel while the people boo. Sandow asks for a microphone and the boos get louder because they thought the was done speaking for the night.
Damien Sandow There, do you see it? That’s what happens when I can operate without any distractions. In case you didn’t notice I went out of my way not to mention the man by the name of Kurt Angle who viciously assaulted me before my match last week without reason. I made sure that I did not acknowledge him prior to my bout because that is what he would have wanted, but there is not a man on this planet who possesses the intellectual capability to play mind games with me. However, now that business has been taken care of, I can give Kurt Angle my undivided attention so we can hash things out like men. In fact I have a proposal, if he would like to finish what we started, then we can do just that…
There are some cheers at the thought of a potential matchup between the two men right here and now.
Damien Sandow At Dead Man’s Hand…. where if you had the intestinal fortitude you’d join me in putting your contract on the line so we can settle things in the proper setting and when I’d be expecting you. And if I could be honest with you for a second, it isn’t as if you were putting that contract to good use in the first place, perhaps one of the other three unfortunate souls will be able to at least earn their paychecks.
In comparison to the hate Sandow is receiving, Laurinaitis may as well be receiving a standing ovation. Ace walks onto the stage and takes a look at Sandow before raising his mic to his lips.
John Larinaitis I’ll give you credit where it’s due, Sandow, that was a pretty clever move there you just tried to pull. If Angle was crazy enough to put his contract on the line then that would increase your chances of not getting fired. However, what you couldn’t have foreseen was that Angle won’t be around tonight, and potentially the near future, so you’re going to have to….
{{{Jack Swagger}}} Silence!!!
Sandow raises an eyebrow, clearly not amused with Swagger using his line.
{{{Jack Swagger}}} A real American is about to speak..
Swagger smirks at Sandow as he and Zeb Colter make their way to the ring
Jerry Lawler: Well, he may not be Kurt Angle, but Jack Swagger is as American as they come!!
Jim Ross: Yeah, well that depends on what you consider an American!
Swagger and Zeb enter the ring.
{{Zeb Colter}} Earlier today this great, patriotic, American city suffered a tragic attack. Let’s all take a moment of silence out of respect for all the families that were effected..
Zeb bows his head for a few moments.
Jerry Lawler: Huh, maybe he's not that bad after all!
Jim Ross: I don't know..That's very uncharacteristic of Zeb Colter
Jerry Lawler: Well it seems like something a great American would do.
{{Zeb Colter}} Now what happened earlier today is a great reason why this country needs to take action. Terrorism, fear, loss of lives, these are all brought upon this great country by the Un-Americans that inhibit it. America should be for Americans! It should be for We The People!!
{{{Jack Swagger}}} WE THE PEOPLE!!
{{Zeb Colter}} I look out into this crowd, in a city that was once the heart of Patriotism, and I am disgusted by what I see. A sea of black, yellow, brown, and red staining the canvas that is true America. You come into OUR country. You violate OUR people, OUR safety, OUR trust... The thing is that you think you've won. But you haven't. Justice will be served.
{{{Jack Swagger}}} Justice… Will be served.
{{Zeb Colter}} We will win this war, because true Americans will do anything to keep their freedom. We will put whatever it takes on the line to prove that we the people..
{{{Jack Swagger}}} We The People…
{{Zeb Colter}} Are capable of defending our freedom and rights as an American. That's why, in the spirit of being a True American, Jack Swagger has decided to enter into the Feast or Fired match! You've spend all your time worrying yourself over Kurt Angle, and speaking about the United States Title..
{{{Jack Swagger}}} Which you'll never win.
{{Zeb Colter}} That you've forgotten all about the only man in the XWL who could proudly and truly represent the Red, White, and Blue that the U.S. Title represents. Kurt Angle? Sure he may be an Olympic Gold Medalist
{{{Jack Swagger}}} Back in 1996..
{{Zeb Colter}} But this is 2013, this is a new generation of Americans, a generation that is going to destroy this country. Jack Swagger is the solution to this generation, he is the future. Kurt Angle is a great American, but in his old age he has become blind to what this nation has become. He won't save you, he doesn't care about anything other than his Gold Medal. Jack Swagger is going to fix this country, years from now people like Kurt Angle will be thanking myself and Jack Swagger.
{{{Jack Swagger}}} Thanking us.
{{Zeb Colter}} Sandow. You seem like a well-spoken American, you seem like you're smart enough to not only hear our words, but truly listen to them. We look forward to participating in the Feast or Fired match with you, and we wish you good luck. And hope that you can see that us True Americans are only trying to help. We are USA Patriots. We are the people..
{{{Jack Swagger}}} WE THE PEOPLE!! WE THE PEOPLE!! WE THE PEOPLE!!
Damien Sandow Thank you for your irrelevant opinion, but you are not the man I have an issue with, thus your fate is not of my concern and...
John Larinaitis Actually Sandow, you don’t have a say in this. You wanted Kurt Angle? Well Jack Swagger is the best we can do on short notice. If he wants to put his contract on the line to show that real Americans are not afraid to take risks to reap rewards then he’ll be a perfect addition to the Feast or Fired match. That means that there’ll be five men, battling for four cases, raising the stakes even more than they already were. Two of those cases will hold the contracts of Damien Sandow and Jack Swagger, one of them a pink slip, and the contents of the final case will remain a secret until the time is right. Good luck out there, Sandow, you’ll need it. You’re welcome.
Laurinaitis’ theme interrupts Sandow before he could even begin his rebuttal, and with the stakes being raised so much you have to wonder if Sandow is feeling a little more worried about losing his job then he was before. With another man in the match now he has to fight even harder to acquire a briefcase and ending the match empty handed means he wouldn’t even get to play the game of chance. The screen fades to black as a short hype up of the Feast or Fired match airs.
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Breakdown returns from commercials and we see Michelle McCool in ring mic in hand. She looks around and sighs before speaking
Michelle McCool Hey y’all. I’m gonna keep this short and sweet. With Dead Man’s Hand just a day away there’s a few things I wanna get off my chest about what happened in my match with MsChif a while back. I’m sure y’all saw the way I acted and the things I did and thought to yourself “wow Michelle’s did it. She’s finally taking her life back. She may have done it not how she wanted to but she’s done it” That’s just it, y’all I’m sorry to say but, I’m not proud of what I did in that falls count anywhere match. Sure you can sit there and tell me but ‘chelle there’s no rules. You didn’t get out of control. Things just happened.
Michelle pauses and takes a deep breath before continuing again
Michelle McCool While some part of me feels great for having won the match more of me feels terrible y’all. I know that everyone in the back claims they do what they have to do to win, but, I didn’t have anything to win or lose. So my behaviour was inexcusable. Sure I won but did I really? Because I sure don’t feel like it. I now thing I can finally say I understand MsChif. I know the type of person she is and frankly you guys.. That’s someone that.. I wanna forget ever existed in my mind. Michelle McCool is a changed woman y’all. That’s the 100% truth. Y’all best believe that.
Darkness...
Suddenly all the lights go out in the arena and a hush falls over the crowd because they all know that it’s only a matter of time that MsChif makes her presence felt… whether she’s in the arena or not. The arena is then bathed in a warm green glow and the crowd begins buzzing as the moment of truth draws near. Dueling chants of “Let’s go Michelle” and “Let’s go MsChif” break out showing how this crowd is split between beauty and the beast. A haunting melody then begins to play and the crowd quiets down as the growl in MsChif’s voice grabs their attention.
MsChif Victory at the crack of dawn does not guarantee safety at dusk; sweet dreams tonight will not prevent tomorrow's nightmare. A woman full of life will in a split second become a soulless husk; as she is dragged kicking and screaming to a world of despair.
The darkness has provided healing, the shadows a confidant; you have been allowed to remain here unscarred for far too long. I shall take you on a ride more threatening than a casual jaunt. Your career will fade away softly like the final note of a song.
A song that does recall all the things that forever haunt you, old faces with opened eyes, forsaken visions when they close. Soon the world will learn of an idea I already knew to be true. You are far from innocent or fragile and as harmless as a rose.
Now that true colors are revealed you can't hide in black or white. You're as vicious as ever before; as trustworthy as a wild creature. With the true you now unveiled we can finally begin the real fight, where the torment of your precious soul will be the night's feature.
The lights return to normal and Michelle can now be clearly seen pacing back and forth in the ring. After a few moments collecting her thoughts she raises the microphone to her mouth so that she can address MsChif’s challenge.
Michelle McCool Alright! Fine. You want to play games with me MsChif. You got it. This ONE time I’ll stoop to your level and unlucky for you I’ll be beating you at your own game. Obviously I was wrong to think I was doing the right thing by letting go of who I was, but oh MsChif if you think you’ve seen the real me, you’re DEAD wrong and that that’s real talk!
When Michelle finishes speaking the General Manager of Breakdown, Hulk Hogan, appears on the titantron and receives a nice pop from the crowd.
Hulk Hogan Now that’s the kind of fighting spirit that I like to see out of people. Since you accepted the challenge and agreed to compete against MsChif at Dead Man’s Hand, the final piece of the puzzle is just what kind of match you two will compete in. So without further ado, allow The Hulkster here to give this big ol’ wheel a spin.
Hogan puts a lot of muscle into the spin and it seems like it won’t ever stop…until it abruptly does, and the camera zooms out to show MsChif with one hand on the wheel. She slowly moves the wheel clockwise until it lands on the spot that she desires. The camera zooms in on the space and the match is revealed to be: Room of Chaos!
Hulk Hogan Come on now, MsChif, you can’t just go and…
Hulk Hogan All right, all right… after being married and having a daughter you’d think I’d know better than to argue with a woman. If that’s the match you want then you got it, MsChif.
Hogan walks away leaving MsChif alone in front of the camera, and she stares into it with a devilish grin on her face.
MsChif You were so confident that you would do the impossible again, beat me, that you willingly agreed to step foot into a place more dangerous than any warzone and more unwelcoming and unforgiving than a dysfunctional household. The Room of Chaos is where careers, aspirations, hopes and dreams go to die, just ask Nikki Bella about her title plans. She was so sure that she would be the next great champion in XWL but she has yet to recover from our encounter and your fate will be no different. I’m not invincible, Michelle, I feel pain, but unlike you I don’t fear it, I welcome it into my life and I’ll be sure to make it a permanent part of yours. Every time you scream I want you to remember all the people you stepped on to get the success and accolades that you hold so dear. Every time that you bleed I want you to remember all the tears that were shed over you when people realized that friendship and companionship are two words that mean nothing to you. Michelle, every time that you wish you were dead or feel like you’re dying, I’ll bring you back from the edge because you need to be alive to be scarred for life.
MsChif It took a lot of prodding, but two weeks ago I finally got you to show that the stone cold diva that you thought was permanently buried deep within you. You’re still willing to put your title dreams before the wellbeing of others, and I won’t stop until women like you are eradicated. There’s no dispute over whether you’ve beaten me, and I’m pleased that your victory had the desired effect that I hoped it would. Now you have a false sense of confidence, and are so sure of yourself that you didn’t hesitate to get near me again. My victory at Dead Man’s Hand will be that much sweeter because you’ll actually put up a fight now you that you think you stand a chance. You’re entering my playground, where only the most fortunate survive and you won’t be one of them. So fight Michelle, fight with all your heart. Just like you did two weeks ago, do whatever it takes to not be another victim. It’ll all be futile, because in the end your soul will be mine and your career, and all of your antics that it was comprised of, will be nothing more than a distant memory of a time when women like you could run around unchecked. Those days are over, Michelle, your days are over.
Michelle pauses and glares and speaks with a bit of conviction in a final remark towards MsChif’s accusations
Michelle McCool I get it… okay?.. Y’all are sitting there thinking you know me aren’t you? Y’all think you know Michelle McCool. Well, I’m sorry to tell you but, Hun you don’t know a DAMN thing about me. I think our match a few weeks ago proves that. Not only does it show you that I AM capable of just as much pain as you are but, just like you, I know when the right time to unleash it is. For you that time is drawing to a close. So, Hun you can sit there and run your mouth, or you can just walk away and let our actions speak for us. After all… isn’t that what you normally do.. I’ll see you Sunday MsChif
After hearing what Michelle has to think, all MsChif can do is smile.
MsChif Delusion is a powerful thing, Michelle, and for you at Dead Man’s Hand it may be fatal.
The titantron fades to black as MsChif disappears from view and the cameras cut back to Michelle who simply smirks. The camera stays focused on her for a few minutes before fading to black
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The cameras cut to backstage where Nikki and Brie Bella stand-by, waiting to deliver a message to the audience and their opponents at Dead Man's Hand, Layla and Paige.
[Brie Bella]: Everything was going good tonight, I mean it was just perfect. Yet another diva fell to me, Mickie James, and all I can say to her is to lay off the twinkies, maybe you'll be able to keep up with me. Oh yeah I forgot to address your comments earlier on, you said I was one of the greatest divas in the business, thanks for the compliment. And then you went on to say that you and I are good friends, THAT. . .now THAT I had to laugh at, you've got to be kidding. I was never your friend sweetheart, we've bumped into each other here and there, had a match or two, doesn't mean I like or respect you.
[Nikki Bella]: Seriously Brie, you tell someone hi and all of a sudden you guys are best friends.
[Brie Bella]: Before you know it, Mickie will be saying she looks up to me and wants to be just like me, I wouldn't be surprised. L-O-L Nikki, these divas are pathetic.
[Nikki Bella]: Tell me about it. Speaking of pathetic. . .
[Brie Bella]: Oh yeah, you just reminded me of earlier tonight. What a terrible way to end our night.
[Nikki Bella]: Right Brie, first of all, I was booked against Paige, of all the divas in the back, they put me against Paige. I'm certainly not scared of her but c'mon, be realistic, is she even near my level? Don't think so. Is she even as pretty as me? Don't think so. Can she even wrestle as well as me? Nope, not all. I'm certain with that one. I was forced to carry a match out there, like pick up your slack Paige.
[Brie Bella]: And what made it even worse? Paige's mother and guardian, Layla, decides it's best for her to come out and accompany Paige to ringside, ugh, what a nuisance. As I decide to sit at the commentary table, she begins to bicker with me, I mean if you're going to look your old age, you might as well act like it. But the worst part of it all, when I decide I want to get a closer view of the match, so I put my headset down and walk over to the action. Here comes Layla running and she just attacks me and Nikki, and a whole brawl followed.
[Nikki Bella]: Where is the class these days, these Brits are scum, nothing more than that, let's be honest here.
[Brie Bella]: Despite breathing the same air as Layla, I will say my highlight of the evening was helping Nikki put these two little bitches in their place, especially Layla on commentary. You think you can just assert yourselves as top divas and then talk crap about the Bellas, no girls, it doesn't work like that. Let us show you how real women deal with their business and that's why. . .
[Nikki Bella]: At Dead's Man Hand, when we face both of you, Layla and Paige in a tag team match, whatever match it may land on, Steel Cage, Ladder, Falls Count Anywhere, whatever, we'll make sure that both of you leave in a lot of pain. Chances are that one or both of you will be leaving that ring in a stretcher or being attended to by a physician.
[Brie Bella]: So girls, I suggest you come prepared for a fight, don't take us too lightly, I'm warning you.
[Nikki Bella]: Let's go Brie, we've said enough, we've warned them, time to hit the showers, wouldn't want to be smelling like Paige. Brie and Nikki walk off the backstag area, satisfied with they've properly warned their opponents that they aren't two divas to be taken lightly. The camera fades to black after the Bellas leave.
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown Supershow: 4/14/2013 - 4/21/2013 Sun Apr 21, 2013 4:59 am
**Breakdown goes backstage with Matt Striker who has an exclusive interview with Antonio Cesaro.**
Matt Striker: Ladies and Gentlemen my guest at this time is non other than Antonio Cesaro. Antonio you are on a little bit of a roll as of late picking up some victories, last week it was a former number 1 contender in Joey Ryan and then earlier you beat Adam Cole. That said both seem to be a little controversial with outside parties causing the distraction....
Antonio Cesaro:Matthew, shut up, I want you to be quite and hold that mic right there because I don't want to here your girlish voice no more when somebody far superior is in your presence and needs to talk. So now that is out of the way I will actually answer your question, I have been on quite the "roll" as you put it with your bad English. I have been winning on a number of occasions and you say controversial but I say its just there bad luck and I also say that no matter what their losses would of been inevitable because I am just far too superior and would of beat them no matter what. So I haven't had the chance to talk for a while so I am going to say a few things aimed at anyone who wants to listen to this. I am Antonio Cesaro, I am from Switzerland, I am a world traveler, I am Very European and I am apart of the European Uprising that I told you was sweeping XWL. Last week I thought I made a slight break through when it came to who my opponents were, I mean I had to face somebody I faced on numerous of occasions on the independent scene, somebody who I have beat on numerous occasions also, I faced somebody who is a former Intercontinental Champion and as you said a former number 1 contender to the World Championship. Not only that he was the main event at Final Stand. But then this week I get some bottom feeder who thinks he can come in a face the superior being that is me of course. I beat him and next week is Dead Mans Hand and where am I? Will I have a match? What will be Antonio Cesaro's job at the Pay-per-View?
Antonio Cesaro: Well Matthew, I will tell you, I will tell the XWL universe, I am not booked, I am not on the card, I will most likely just be backstage waiting for it to all end. What will you be doing Matthew? wait don't answer that because you know what you will be doing, you will be interrupting people trying to get their views, trying to get their thoughts and being an annoying idiot. I know that we may be running low on time, but I don't care because I will air my views, I will air my thoughts because I have told you all before the European Uprising will not be contained, it will not be stopped and I will......
**Suddenly the video is cut and we go to a video package of Mr Money In the Bank, Christian**
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown Supershow: 4/14/2013 - 4/21/2013 Sun Apr 21, 2013 5:40 am
As Breakdown continues the cameras are backstage in the interview area
Joey Styles: Ladies and Gentlemen joining at this time, Cactus Jack.
Following his introduction Cactus Jack walks into the camera shot caressing a Barbed Wire Baseball Bat starring intently at it as Joey Styles starts to talk to him
Joey Styles: Now Cactus for the last two weeks you've been on the recieving end of a Package Piledriver from Mr Wrestling Kevin Steen, firstly two weeks ago he interupted what looked like your goodbye speech to the XWL fans and he left you laying in the ring, then last week you called him out to the ring, but following a distration from Steve Corino, Kevin Steen once again dropped you on your head this time on the stage. What I want to know is why is this happening?
Barely wanting to break eye contact with his Baseball Bat, Cactus Jack slowly turns his head to the camera leaning into the microphone as he address's Joey Styles question and whilst doing so Cactus clutches onto the bats barbed wire top
Cactus Jack: Well Joey, only one man really knows why Kevin Steen has chosen to target me and that's Kevin Steen, you'll have to ask him the same question and hopefully you'll be able to get some sort of answer because I'd love to hear one for myself. But as far as it making any difference goes, I'm not so sure that it will because the facts will still remain true. Kevin Steen attacked me two weeks ago in cold blood, and last week like you just reminded me he attacked me for a second time.
As he finishes speaking Cactus non-schalontly turns back to focusing on his Bat focusing fully on the shimmering of light off it's metal tips
Joey Styles: So you have no idea at all as to why Kevin Steen and Steve Corino have seemingly targetted you?
Cactus Jack: Well Joey like I just said not only do I not know, and it doesn't matter anymore why they've done what they've done, now you've known me for long enough to know that I'm not going to sit around and complain that somebody attacked me, or somebody doesn't like me, I'm just going to get even. Now all the speculation about me actually being hurt is far from true, all they've done is piss me off, and I think we both know that Cactus Jack isn't a guy that you want to piss off. Very bad things happen to people who get on my bad side...
Half-way through Cactus Jack's setence, from the right side of the screen Steve Corino and Kevin Steen fly in, Steen tackling Cactus to the ground, as the two heavyweight brawlers trade pnches on the ground with Steen on top of Cactus, however quickly Corino steps in stomping away at Cactus turning the numbers game vastly in their favour, as Steen gets off Cactus and both men continue to kick away at their floored foe as a swarm of security rush in before any serious damage can be inflicted, separating Cactus and the two men forcing them to back away as Steen yells a variety of expletives at Cactus
Joey Styles: What the hell do you two think you're doing?! Go on get them out of here!
As security forcibly remove Kevin Steen and Steve Corino from the interview area, Cactus slowly gets back to his feet and he turns to Joey Styles
Cactus Jack: As I was saying, it doesn't matter why, I don't need his excuses! I don't need any of my own either! I just need... Cactus takes a deep breath before uttering another word What I need Joey, Kill Steen Kill!
As soon as Cactus stops speaking he lifts his his hands up making the gun motion as he shouts his catchphrase
Cactus Jack: BANG BANG!
Cactus leans down and picks his baseball bat back up and walks off the screen as the screen fades to black
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown Supershow: 4/14/2013 - 4/21/2013 Sun Apr 21, 2013 8:39 am
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The music of the Intercontinental Champion plays as he picks up the win over the tenacious Roderick Strong, gaining some momentum heading into Dead's Man Hand. The referee obtains the title from the outside and gives it to John Morrison, he lifts it high above his head as the crowd cheers him on.
John Morrison walks around the ring holding his title up high to still a huge ovation of cheers. The Intercontinental Champion soon walks over to the ring closest to the time keeper's area and ask for a microphone.
[John Morrison]: First, I'd like to thank Roderick for the awesome competition, what a great way to head in to the PPV.In just a couple of days, there is no doubt in my mind that I will be facing my biggest challenge yet as Intercontinental Champion, The Rock. The Rock is a man whose quite possibly done it all, he's won the World Heavyweight Championship here in XWL. He's had some great feuds in this company, you name it, CM Punk, Mankind, Brock Lesnar, all these feuds were intense and personal. And certainly, no one can command this microphone like how Rocky, once he takes hold of it, the fans just listen and you can feel the crowd being "electrified", I'll give him that.
[John Morrison]: Since a couple of weeks ago, Rocky and I haven't quite seen eye to eye for many reason. I respect The Rock, or Dwayne, whatever he wants to be called, but gradually, I've been losing respect for him. For instance, I'm looked down upon for defending my title against the likes of Austin Aries, The Miz, and Christian because they're not seen as one of the "big boys" but I don't think it's my fault management decided to give them the chance. Honestly, all men, whether I like them or not, have put up a fight for this title yet here I stand still Intercontinental Champion. Second, that day you interrupted my backstage interview showed me two things. You don't respect me at all if you can storm in, call me names like Shakira and little two-bit bitch, and leave before I can say word. Also, it shows me that your ego is just to huge, you can't handle the spotlight being on someone other than yourself, times are changing Rock, it isn't always about you, if you're fading into the background, than there's no problem with that, you've already proved yourself to the fans.
[John Morrison]: I'm not just doing this for myself Rock, I'm doing this for the fans and everyone backstage, to prove that John Morrison can hang with the so-called "big boys" and if Rock is the first step to proving that, then so be it, I'll just have to pin you. So I know you're not here tonight, probably shooting a movie or appearing on a television show, we know you don't care about wrestling but I know you'll certainly be watching this when you get the chance, at Dead Man's Hand, I'm going to shove my cool shades up your ass, twist it sideways, and hit a C4 on your Aunt Jemima candyass. Then I'm gonna take my boot and chuck kick you in your face so hard you chucky piece of Samoan lard. I'm doing this for the MILLIONS and MILLIONS of fans watching in XWL. If you can SMELLLLLLL what Jomo. . . is cooking!
The crowd is certainly divided tonight, some are on John Morrison's side while the other stay of The Rock's side. Either way, the Intercontinental Champion is determined that at Dead Man's Hand, he will be victorious. The camera fades with John Morrison holding his title in the air.
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown Supershow: 4/14/2013 - 4/21/2013 Sun Apr 21, 2013 9:28 am
Much to John Morrisons surprise when he's on his way back up the ramp the titantron flashes back on and he is met by none other than his PPV opponent...
[The Rock] You wait a second there Katy Perry, The Rock will get to you in a minute but first and foremost.....FINALLY! The Rock! Has come back, to.....Boston! Right here right now The Rock wants to be the first to say my heart goes out to all of the people involved in the Boston Bombings of the past week, he can't even begin to imagine the effect it has on the people and the families around the world involved. It is a tragedy that won't be overlooked and this great city, this great state, hell, this great country will be back and stronger than ever because you can sneak in like a little coward and try to break us from the inside but you're gonna realize the hard way that America is unbreakable! The People are unbreakable! Boots to asses, twenty four seven three six five! God bless America and god bless each and every one of you...
[The Rock] Yes even you Miley Cyrus!
John Morrison looked hopeful a second ago but now he shrugs his shoulders looking more pissed off at The Rock than ever...
[The Rock] Come this Sunday you're gonna need the help of god more than anyone! More than anyone this world has ever seen! Why you ask? Don't be so ignorant and listen, The Rock will tell you why! It's because you waltz down to this ring like Cruela Deville with your dalmatian coat and your sunglasses hiding the black eyes given to you by your boyfriend! Then, even then you have the cheek to talk about disrespect and in the same damn sentence you jack The Rocks lines?! Okay we all know you can flip around, we all know you're the princess of parkour yes that's fine but it doesn't change the fact that you're also the single most boring man in the company!
[The Rock] Hell, even The Coach can get a few laughs out of these people! Sure, they're laughs of pity but still, it's entertaining! You're about as entertaining as a fire in an orphanage and that's not The Rock going too far, that's The Rock holding back because one of these days you're gonna be walking along the road and that little voice inside of your head is gonna bore you so much you just might fall asleep and BAM! Hit with a bus! So what The Rock is doing is quite frankly saving you...Save yourself before it's too late John and get your own material, practice your own jokes, get a damn haircut, preferably change your job because you suck at it but over all of that, if you only take one thing from what The Rock says tonight then take this....Be ready...
[The Rock] When the dust has settled, when the smoke has cleared and when the time for fun and games is long gone...you're gonna be looking up from the mat and you'll see a dark shadow standing tall and firm in the middle of the bright lights and when you finally regain your senses that outline will unblur and become clear, then and only then will you realize that it's none other than The Rock standing there with what used to be your championship and the best part is there's not a damn thing you can do to stop it! You think The Rock is disrespecting you when he talks about hanging in the big leagues? No Gwen Stefani, The Rock is preparing you! Preparing you for that rush, that rush that you've been waiting to feel ever since you first walked through that curtain, thousands upon thousands of people blowing the roof off of the building...but your problem is that it won't be how you pictured it, yes you'll hear them cheer, yes you'll hear them scream and yes you'll hear them chant but the name they're gonna be chanting is none other than...
Right on cue the entire arena start a huge "ROCKY!" Chant in unison! Morrison takes a look around as the atmosphere starts to sink in, rather than look overwhelmed though he actually smiles and welcomes the new challenge...
[The Rock] You see there's one thing you were right about! No matter what The Rock will always have the support of these people and when he wants something, when he comes out all guns blazing and the roar of the MILLIONS!
[Crowd] AND MILLIONS!
[The Rock] And millions of The Rocks fans behind him, there's nothing that gets in our way! IF YAAA SMELLL! WHAT THE ROCK! IS......
[The Rock] Cookin'
The Rock and Morrison stare intensely at one another just days away from their fateful encounter for the Intercontinental Championship...
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As the show continues the theme of Bobby Heenan starts play through the PA system
When Heenan walks out onto the stage he receives a mixed reaction from the crowd, still not overly sure on whether or not they can trust The Brain or not, as Bobby Heenan makes his way to the ring
Michael Cole: Oh great this old fossil again, can't a week go by without this fool coming out here?
Jim Ross: What are you on about Cole, he's got every right to be out here, he's got his client facing off against Alberto Del Rio next week at Dead Man's Hand.
Michael Cole: Exactly, him and his undoubtedly just as old client, this isn't an old mans game, they should just step a side for the likes of Alberto Del Rio, instead of hogging onto every bit of attention they can get.
Jerry "The King" Lawler: What are you talking about Cole? You sound jealous of Bobby Heenan if you ask me.
As Heenan reaches ringside Bobby Heenan walks around ringside and takes a microphone from the Timekeepers area, then he walks up the steel steps and enters the ring
Michael Cole: Jealous? Are you kidding me? I'm just happy that this rambling idiot isn't joining us on commentary again now.
Jim Ross: I thought he did a pretty good job last week.
Michael Cole: Oh well what do you know? You and Heenan probably play Bridge together, while I'm busy being the voice of XWL!
As Heenan's theme fades out he raises his microphone up to his mouth as he starts to address the crowd
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: Last week, my good friend, the great Harley Race came this close to beating that ungrateful, immoral Alberto Del Rio, and next week I guarantee to you ALL that my client will go that one step further and he will beat that bean right in the middle of the ring. He's going to teach Del Rio a lesson in respect, a lesson in tradition and a lesson in just why Bobby Heenan is the greatest manager alive today!
As Heenan tal;ks himself up the crowd cheer for him, acknowledging his accomplishments in the business
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: I manage winners! And that's exactly what my client is, he's a born and bred winner through and through, like a diamond in the rough, my client SHINES brighter than everybody else, and no disrespect to whatever former client of mine that's going to face Alberto Del Rio tonight, and I'm sure they'll BEAT him tonight as well, but they just don't compare to my guy and next week Alberto Del Rio and the entire world will figure out why I'm saying that, and the second he walks down that ramp you'll all know exactly why I'm so confident. We go a long way back and I know that if there's one guy who can stand the test of time it's him, not a single soul can measure up to him, not anybody and certainly not Alberto Del Rio.
The crowd cheer again as he insults Alberto Del Rio
Bobby "The Brain" Heenan: But now's not the time for that, right now I'm sure it's time for Alberto Del Rio's legend challenge, so let's get this over with, bring the bean out here already, so we can find out who he's found to face him this week, maybe it's the Red Rooster, he might actually be a fair match for him.
*Heenan slides out of the ring and takes a seat at ring side behind the announcer's table once again.
*Alberto walks out with a big grin on his face but oddly no Ricardo, he pulls a mic from behind his back and begins talking.
{Alberto Del Rio} Tonight I am not the one that deserves a grand spectacular entrance, so I left Ricardo in the back and my fancy cars at home. For the next few moments I am nothing but a humble ring announcer to the legend who I will be facing in the next match of the legends invitational. So if we could please cut my music.....
*Alberto walks up the ring steps and ducks into the ring.
{Alberto Del Rio} I will begin my introduction. Señoras y señores, a punto de hacer su aparición en el ring, él es el gran tamaño, demasiado simple, y simplemente fuera fea...........THE BARBARIAN!!!
*The crowd cheers as The Barbarian's old theme music plays and he walks through the curtain. The crowd noise picks up when they see that he's in ring shape and he holds the look of intimidation just as he did all those years ago. Del Rio looks to be regretting his decision a bit as The Barbarian approaches the ring . Barbarian steps up to the ring apron and turns to appease the crowd, but as he turns around Del Rio charges and connects with a running enziguri! Barbarian hangs over the top rope shaking his head trying to get it together but Alberto stays on the attack and begins choking him by pressing all his body weight on top of The Barbarian with his throat on the top rope.
The Barbarian vs Alberto Del Rio
The referee pulls Del Rio off and demands him to let Barbarian in the ring, Alberto complies as Barbarian stumbles over the top rope holding his throat. Alberto storms in and starts firing kicks as the bell rings and continues working over the throat by placing his boot onto his opponent's throat and, with the ropes for leverage, puts all his weight on the one boot until releasing it for the ref's 5 count. Del Rio drags his opponent by the arm to the center of the ring and spreads the arm straight out before going off the ropes and dropping a knee onto the elbow! But before Barbarian can recoil in pain Del Rio scrambles around and grabs the arm and stands stretching the arm out and kicking at the elbow joint. Del Rio wraps the arm around the front of his knee and leaps crushing it between his knee and the mat. Similar to last week his opponent slips out of his grasp but only to cradle the seemingly hurt arm.
Del Rio struts around the ring mocking the fans and The Barbarian before motioning to end it. He backs up and begins clapping waiting for Barbarian to stagger to his feet but just as Barbarian gets up ADR turns to ringside, what's Heenan doing?!
Del Rio continues talking smack with Heenan until realizing he has a match to finish and turns around INTO A KICK OF FEAR (Running Big Boot)!! Barbarian beats his uninjured arm across his chest anst while holing his other one to his side climbs the top rope as Del Rio seems to be out and he leaps! And connects with his signature Diving Headbutt! He covers 1! 2! 3! The fans erupt as The Barbarian just beat Alberto Del Rio!
*Del Rio stares down Heenan and Barbarian with a violent look as both men head to the back, Del Rio scrambles to his feet and begins screaming like a mad man at Heenan as the show fades to commercial.
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**Kevin Steen music hits and the fans erupt with a mixture of boos and cheers for Steen which amplify when he appears on top of the ramp. Steen makes his way slowly down to the ring and rolls in under the bottom rope and gets to his feet awaiting his opponent CM Punk. Whilst he waits Steen is mouthing off with some of the fans at ringside but Steen stops when his opponents music hits.
Once again another reaction of a mix of boos and cheers for CM Punk. Punk appears on the ramp and looks around at the fans before dropping down to one knee. Punk then checks his wrist, he puts it to his ear then get up and Its Clobbering Time. Punk then makes his way down to the ring and climbs the apron and the ring post before shouting Best In The World before jumping in the ring and removing his hoodie and T-shirt.**
Steen and Punk circle the ring for a few moments then they lock up. Steen manages to push Punk into the corner then the ref calls for the break which Steen finally lets go before the 5 count. Punk then pushes Steen in the chest but Steen just laughs in his face and slowly steps backwards keeping his eyes on Punk. Punk follows and they go to lock up again but Punk ducks and gets Steen in a waistlock barely due to the size of his belly. Punk dodges the incoming elbows at first but is then met with one stray one which causes him to let go. Steen goes to run and clothesline Punk but Punk moves just in time and when Steen turns round he is met by a jumping heel kick knocking Steen down to one knee. Punk then runs the ropes and comes back but Steen quickly back to his feet and hoists Punk in the air and catches him with a trademark catching powerbomb. Steen looks so pleased with himself that he slowly walks over to Punk and goes to cover but suddenly Punk gets him in a small package,
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Steen manages to get out of that before the 3. Steen has a look of shock on his face as he makes his way to his feet. Punk is also at his feet and he runs at Steen and hits a flying forearm, he then starts unloading with some forearms causing Steen to be a bit stunned. Punk then manages to pick Steen up and drops him with a bodyslam. Steen is about to get up but Punk is on him and starts kicking him in the back as he is making his way back to his feet. Steen makes his way to his feet and Punk goes for another kick but Steen catches it and starts to laugh once more but suddenly Punk hits the enzurghi that caught Steen off guard then causing him to be dazed where he stands. Punk then grabs him and irish whips him into the corner. Punk then runs at him to go for his signature knee,
But Steen manages to move out the way and Punk goes knee first into the turnbuckle. Steen is trying to get his bearing as Punk is trying to recover from ramming his knee into the turnbuckle. Steen is now stalking his prey but suddenly.......
Jim Ross: Oh my business looks like its about to pick up because that is Cactus, that’s Cactus Jack
Michael Cole: Those two haven't been able to keep away from each other tonight, those two have some serious hate towards one another.
Steen stops what he is doing as he notices Cactus walking down the ramp with a trash can full off goodies. Steen walks up to the ropes and starts trash talking Cactus and telling him to get his ass into the ring and get to it. Cactus stops short of the apron and just stares at Steen. Steen then replies with the middle finger and turns back to be met with a big roundhouse kick to the side of the head from Punk, Punk then hoists up Steen on his shoulders and hits the,
GTS!!!!!
Steen falls to the canvas and Punk falls down on top and cover Steen,
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Punk wins!!
As the referee counts the three he signals for the bell and the victors music starts to blast loudly from the arena's sound system.
The referee raises Punk's arm in victory, who in turn quickly exits the ring as Cactus Jack climbs up onto the ring apron and enters to ring as Kevin Steen sits in the middle of the mat coming to his senses. As Punk's music fade Steen gets to his two feet, turning around and then only realizing that Cactus Jack is stood in the squared circle with him.
Jim Ross: He said he wanted revenge earlier tonight and I think this might be what he had in mind![/b]
Without a moments notice Cactus Jack starts to strike Kevin Steen with wild closed fists and forearms backing Mr Wrestling up into the corner, refusing to let up on him and the blows from Cactus reign down on to Steen's skull, forcing Steen to slump down into the corner, then after a few hits more Cactus breaks away from Steen shouting "BANG! BANG! to the crowd" then upon turning his attention back to Steen, Steve Corino is blocking the way trying to get Steen to his senses and out of the ring so instead of Steen, Cactus walks up behind Corino and grabs him hold with a fist full of hair, then with the other hand a fist full of tights and he throws Corino out of the throw between the top and middle ropes
Following Corino outside the ring, Cactus exits through the ropes and stands on the ring apron, standing there for a second or two before running along the apron and launching himself off diving onto Steve Corino driving his elbow into his chest!
When Cactus gets back to his feet, he re-enters the ring to return his focus onto Kevin Steen who's still sat up in the opposite corner of the ring, then as Cactus points at him the crowd cheer knowing that Steen's next, but before Cactus can get near him, Steen rolls out of the ring and quickly making his way up the ramp as the crowd start to boo his cowardliness
Cactus Jack: Kevin Steen! You might of managed to weasel your way out of it tonight, but at Dead Man's Hand you know exactly what I want! You and me, one on one!
As Steen rejects Cactus' challenge, a crazed look comes out Cactus Jack's face for a moment and he exits the ring again and grabs Steve Corino and rolls him back into the ring then he follows suit, barely breaking eye contact with Kevin Steen on the stage whilst doing so.
Cactus Jack: No, no, no you don't seem to be grasping the situation here Kevin, see you're not in the position to say no, at least that's how I see it, if you value your good friend Steve Corino.
Cactus drops down to his knees in front of Corino and extends two fingers from his right hand and shoves them down Corino's mouth squeezing his Mandible tight, and as he wretches in pain Cactus starts squealing aloud with joy, as he lessens the pressure on the hold he uses his other arm to pick up the microphone
Cactus Jack: So what do you say Kevin? Next week! Cactus Jack vs. Kevin Steen?
The camera cuts to Kevin Steen who looks deeply torn between not wanting to give Cactus the match and saving his friend, but to do that he knows he either has to give Cactus the match, or deliver himself to him right now, but seconds go by with out Steen giving him an answer so the camera's cut back to Cactus Jack
Cactus Jack: Come on! KEVIN! Time is ticking! I'll damn well kill him if I have to!
Cactus squeezed Corino's Mandible tight, putting all of his body weight behind the hold squealing out so loudly, and Corino is unable to do anything about it as he lays in the middle of the ring, as the seconds tick over Kevin Steen eventually gives in
Kevin Steen: Alright! Fine! That's it! You want to match! You got it! It's on you son of a bitch!
As Steen tells Cactus what he wants to hear, he lets Corino out of the Mandible Claw and he starts laughing aloud in the ring for a few seconds before standing back up
Cactus Jack: Good job! Now Kevin, if you were concerned what I was going to do to your friend here just for one match with you, just imagine what I'm willing to do to you all night at Dead Man's Hand. Blood will be shed! Flesh will be torn! And that's just for starters! I'll see you next week. Bang! Bang!
As Cactus stares up the ramp at Kevin Steen, Breakdown heads to a commercial break
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*The fans pop big time as the theme song of Samoa Joe hits for his blockbuster Main Event match against Dean Ambrose. Joe walks onto the stage with his signature towel around his neck as the camera pans to an "AJ Sucks!" sign obviously referring to AJ Styles who Joe took out last week.*
*Joe looks out to the sea of a crowd that is the XWL universe, the crowd cheering looks to pump up Joe as he darts down the ramp with a purpose.*
*He makes his way up the steps quickly and pauses on the ring apron glaring out to the crowd with a smirk as they're fully backing the Samoan Submission Machine tonight, he takes his towel off and gets into the ring watching the stage for Ambrose to come out.*
*The Men of Honor theme blares over the PA system as Dean Ambrose bursts through the curtain with a point to prove as he walks out with World Title in hand. He takes his jacket off right away as the fans know they're in for a fight.*
*Dean walks down the ramp at a fast pace ready for war as he throws down the title at ringside and rolls into the ring running right at Samoa Joe!*
*Joe is taken off guard as Dean attacks him knocking him into the corner. With a big forearm to the back of Joe's head Joe stumbles back, Dean then lays in right hand after right hand to Joe with precision. Joe is brought to the ground as he's sitting against the turnbuckle as Dean continues to punch and punch until the referee pulls him off. Dean shoves the referee away and chokes Joe with his foot and then stomps him over and over until the referee drags Dean away with force now. Dean moves back to his corner and looks over at Joe and shouts "I thought you were a machine!!"*
*Joe immediately gets back up to his feet as the crowd can be heard letting out a big "Ohhh!" Joe and Dean go face to face in the center of the ring as they talk trash back and forth until Joe slaps the taste out of Deans mouth! Dean staggers back holding his cheek, Dean goes to slap Joe back but Joe blocks it and chops him right in the chest. Joe starts to jab Dean over and over until he grabs Dean by the head and throws him to the turnbuckle. He starts to jab Dean yet again and the fans chant along saying "Joe! Joe! Joe!" over ten times as Joe stops and steps in front of Dean before jumping back with an enziguri to the side of the head of Ambrose sending him down to the mat.*
*Dean and Joe are fighting tooth and nail for the victory, Joe sets Dean up on the top rope for a Muscle Buster but as Dean is sitting on the top rope he slaps Joe right across the face! Joe stumbles back and Dean jumps down and runs at Joe and drills him in the side of the head with a knee trembler! Joe hits the mat hard and as it looks like Dean is about to finish it..*
*It's Jericho! Chris Jericho's theme song hits as the jaw of Dean Ambrose drops as he stops in his tracks and stares at the stage with a furious glare. He leans against the ropes towards the stage and shouts "Come on out!" But little does he know Chris Jericho enters through the crowd and takes his World Heavyweight Title back! He grabs it off the timekeeper as the fans pop huge and Dean turns around and yells at Jericho. Jericho makes his way around ringside and begins to walk up the ramp after reclaiming his title, Dean shouts at Jericho still but as he's shouting at him a smirk grows on the face of Jericho. Joe sneaks up behind Dean with a look that could kill as he locks in the Coquina Clutch from behind! Dean tries to grab the ropes in front of him but Joe pulls him to the ground and begins to viciously choke him out.*
[Jim Ross] What a tough guy!
*Joe's theme hits as he gets up to his feet and lets out a hyped up yell after defeating Dean Ambrose with the help of Chris Jericho. The referee raises Joes hand as he looks down at Dean and does his cut-throat taunt. The camera pans back to Jericho who proudly wears his World Title on his shoulder with a smirk looking at an unconscious Dean back in the ring.*
[Jerry "The King" Lawler] Folks, that's all of the time we have for tonight. We hope you enjoyed this edition of BreakDown on our road to Dead Man's Hand. Tune in on Sunday on Pay Per View for what will surely be a night to remember!
Subject: XWL Breakdown Supershow: 4/14/2013 - 4/21/2013 
Sun Apr 14, 2013 5:00 pm
