XWL Anarchy: 4/4/2016 - 4/11/2016

The show's opening sequence begins with pyro blasting all around the stage. Following that comes the theme, then the panning of the crowd. Signs are held high, fans cheering up until another song takes the place of the intro's.



After a few moments, the Authority walks out onto stage. Per usual, smiles grace their lips, along with mics in their hands. The power couple and J&J Security walk to the center of the stage, sucking in the boos. They hesitate, then Stephanie raises her mic, silencing the music.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Welcome to yet another stop on the road to Final Stand!

The crowd boos her, to which she ignores.

[Stephanie McMahon]
I am just excited as all of you to see the action here tonight, and what a better way to start, than with the Authority? Let's hear it for us!

Stephanie, wanting her own ego to be stroked, allows the crowd to shower her with hatred. She smiles widely, loving every second of it. Then turns to Triple H.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Two weeks ago, my husband and one of the greatest men in this industry of all time, surprised me with the news of "The End Of The Ambrose Asylum." I have yet to be disappointed. Last week we got to see Dean Ambrose take on the Celtic Warrior Sheamus, and lose!

Stephanie laughs in response to this, to which the crowd boos. Triple H then takes over.

[Triple H]
And people will say that we are the reason that he lost, which proves just how insane the XWL Universe is. You guys love the idea of crazy people getting the lime light. You love the idea of the underdog story, or people that you can relate to. But you never love Authority. For almost your entire lives, you hate the people placed over you, because they are so much better than you.

The crowd gets even louder with the words from Triple H.

[Triple H]
So we decided to give you what you want. You guys want crazy and dangerous? Then you get it. Last week we saw one of the most dangerous men of all time appear on Anarchy for the first time. Tonight, he will go one on one with Dean Ambrose. That man, is Raven.

The crowd doesn't quite know how to respond, Triple H pausing for effect.

[Triple H]
And just to add to the theme of the month, which is leading to Dean's demise, we'll give you guys another bit of insanity. How about we make it, a Raven's Nest, match?

The crowd is once again torn on how to respond. Stephanie steps in though, excited about the news.

[Stephanie McMahon]
What a great idea Hunter! We get to see two crazy men, in a crazy match! The fans will love it! But I have a surprise for you. We announced the tournament last week for who will face Dean Ambrose at Final Stand inside of Hell in a Cell, but tonight we start another tournament. I decided to take the losers of last weeks tournament matches and place them in a triple threat here tonight. The winner of this match will go on to Final Stand. Next week we will pit together the losers of this week tournament matches, and they will also go on to Final Stand. Then at Final Stand, we will not only decide our champion, but also the next contender for the World Heavyweight Championship!

Triple H seems pleased, clapping for his wife.

[Triple H]
What a wonderful idea. Tonight, is going to be amazing. Tonight, is brought to you by the Authority. Enjoy.

With that, the duo drop their mics and their theme hits again, allowing them to leave after announcing huge things for tonight.


(if you have any questions about the Second Chance for Gold thing, let David answer them because explaining this shit was hard.)

With The Eighth Anniversary Spectacle Final Stand just two weeks away, we return from an advertisement stating such, and find ourselves immediately back to ringside, where Stephanie McMahon is already waiting. The normal mat has been replaced with a black carpet like covering, a table is placed beside her with two mics, and a black folder, and the crowd while not happy to see Stephanie, begin to cheer because they know that it's time for The Womens Championship Contract Signing!





After waiting for the crowd to settle down, Stephanie's mic raises up to her mouth, to introduce us to what we already know we're about to witness.


[Stephanie McMahon]
Ladies and Gentlemen, this needs no introduction, other than what it's been advertised as...for tonight, in this ring...the past of this division, meets the present of the division, and they...will sign forth...A FUTURE.





[Stephanie McMahon]
It is my distinct honor, to first introduce you to the challenger at Final Stand. The ORIGINAL Womens Champion, the woman that NEVER technically lost said title, and the most overall historically acclaimed WOMAN to step foot in this company. She knows no fear, she has no filter, and there's but one word to describe her...






As "FLAWLESS" is uttered the crowd burst into cheers, with Layla's rocking theme following in suit. She steps out from the back smiling from ear to ear, not just because of the reaction, not just because of this tonight symbolizes...but for the first time in over TWO YEARS...Layla, is wearing ring attire. Bedazzled to the nine, "Flawless" embroidered on her sleeve. Layla admires her gear at the top of the stage, feeling almost emotional even though she's not wrestling tonight, she's wanted to suit up again for the longest time, and at one point she believed she almost never would again. With a confident glow, she starts running down the ramp, slapping hands until she reaches the steel steps. She stops as she climbs them, then looks out into the cheering crowd and shouts "Forever Flawless!" With the smile still in tact, she steps into the ring and gives Stephanie a nod, almost thanking her for giving her what she wanted. Once that's over, and her theme ends, she picks up one of the two mics on the table.


[Layla]
Before Eva Marie comes out here and spoils the mood, I'd just like to take this moment to thank each and every last one of you for what's happened. I've been one to "pander" so this is a bit difficult for me...but if it wasn't for you, doubting my innocence, I don't know if I'd have fought as hard to clear my name, if I'd have had the guts to fight back against Eva, if I'd be in this ring right now...two weeks away from my official return to THIS RING!


A growing "Welcome Back!" chant kicks up, which adds to the warm moment for her.



[Layla]
I'm not promising that I'll be on my best behavior all the time, but in this moment...I am forever grateful for being able to do what I love again. Yes, this wasn't my dream as a little girl, I didn't idolize wrestling, I didn't bust my ass in local feds until I got that hard fought opportunity to be here...but I believe that over the years, everything I've done, put my body through, it shows that I truly truly...love THIS. And being some ring leader for the girls was nice, don't get me wrong...I loved being able to protect them, and put forth a division we all could be proud of....but there was a part of me, that felt hurt every time I would come out here, not to challenge someone, or talk about whoever is on my nerves lately...but to promote some big match that OTHER women will be having, not myself.



She did put her all into the role when running the division, but you always knew that she was the one that wanted to be in the ring, wrestling, doing what she loved...not sitting by as another bystander.



[Layla]
But tonight, that all changes...tonight, is the night I sign that contract, and set forth...MY future. Winning The Womens Championship was an honor to this day I still cherish...but it's no secret, I didn't get to relish in that moment for long...I didn't get to experience defending it...I didn't get to make it mean something because the powers that be gave up on it. But I have never given up. I knew one day, the butterfly would fly away, and the opportunity to hold The Womens Title would come again. Final Stand, is the moment I stand before you, ONCE AGAIN...your Womens Champion. I'll do it for you, I'll do it for Bayley, Paige, Madison Rayne...I will do it for every single woman back there. Because Eva Marie, is not a representation of the best of this division. She is a coward that stoops to levels that even the lowest of the low, me...NEVER stooped to. When you make someone like me, disgusted by your actions? That's when you've got a problem, and I'll be the solution.



Layla was abruptly interrupted by the familiar theme song of our very own Women's Champion. All eyes turn to the stage as countless thumbs aiming down are seen throughout the crowd, accompanied by a roar of boos.



Eva proudly struts out onto the stage, more than happy to put an end to Layla's babbling. Stephanie quickly raises her mic again for another stellar introduction.

[Stephanie McMahon]
And her opponent at Final Stand, she is the current and longest reigning Women's Champion this business has ever seen, the starlet who's proven her place in this company on multiple occasions.. She is the poster-girl of XWL, the Red Queen.. Eva, MARIE!

Stephanie lowers her mic and gives Eva a few lonely rounds of applause as the Red Queen poses on the stage, soaking in the impact of her presence.



As the camera sticks to Eva for a moment, we can see that she's mouthing words towards her opponent, inaudible due to her lack of a microphone. Eva extends her arm and points at Layla, seemingly talking a little bit of trash in the "flawless" one's direction.



Eva begins to make her way down the ramp, her eyes locked on the ring as she passes by her critics and haters in the front row. As she makes her way up the steel stairs, Stephanie politely sits on the middle ropes, allowing Eva to duck through with ease.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Thank you for joining us, Eva.

The Women's Champ narrows her eyes at Layla before laughing to herself, and taking a moment to thank the fans for all of their verbal support.



Stephanie hands Eva a microphone, to which Eva thanks her in an overly polite fashion.

[XWL Women's Champion Eva Marie]
I think that's about enough of that.

Eva rests her hand on her hip as she glances at Layla, receiving a few cheers for the first time tonight from her comment, which was obviously directed at her former boss and future opponent, Layla.

[XWL Women's Champion Eva Marie]
You can save the inspirational speeches for your next job interview.

Eva glances at Stephanie with a playful smirk before turning her focus back to the contender for her title.

[XWL Women's Champion Eva Marie]
It's amazing to me that someone so decorated in her long, long.. looong career can be so delusional. Sweetheart, the biggest night of your life is going to be the easiest title defense I've had. What makes you think you stand a chance? Really, I'm curious. Is it because way back in a time when most of our audience weren't alive for you maybe mattered?

Eva tries not to laugh again, but she just can't seem to help herself. She turns to the audience.

[XWL Women's Champion Eva Marie]
You guys have had to suffer through that pity party enough, so let me introduce you to a real inspiration. It's the simple tale of a Red Queen, and her rise to victory despite very oppressing circumstances..

The Red Queen clears her throat before beginning the story.

[XWL Women's Champion Eva Marie]
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl with red hair, who always dreamed of making it big. She became a model, an actress, a reality star, and an entrepreneur, but none of it seemed to be enough. One day, she got a call from the Authority of the land, who had seen her hard work and wanted to make her the face of their newly re-opened castle. The little red girl was ecstatic and accepted the opportunity granted to her, and moved to the castle with the other entertainers. Unfortunately, the commoners weren't fond of little red, and often booed her whenever she made an appearance. At first, this upset the girl, and she didn't know what it was about her that made the peasants dislike her so much. Then it hit her, they were simply jealous. A perfectly understandable reason..

Eva pauses due to the amount of boos she received for that last line before continuing.

[XWL Women's Champion Eva Marie]
But the Authority of the castle put a miserable, old, raggedy hasbeen in a position of power over the girl, because they simply didn't have the heart to put her out on the street where she belongs.

Eva snickers, passing an obvious glance to Layla before she returns her focus back to her not-so-loyal subjects.

[XWL Women's Champion Eva Marie]
Meanwhile, the girl went on to become very successful in the castle, and became the greatest of them all. She even earned herself the title of: ... The Red Queen. This made the old woman very jealous, and she began to annoy the Red Queen. The Queen knew she couldn't let this poor old thing continue to wreak havoc throughout the castle.. So, she put a stop to it for the good of the castle and everyone who enjoyed quality entertainment.

The Red Queen grabs the pen which is readily waiting on the table and twists it open.

[XWL Women's Champion Eva Marie]
But of course, the evil hag wouldn't stay away, and kept coming back and ruining the show until the Authority finally granted her a one-on-one match with the reigning Red Queen, in the hopes of finally putting the thing out of her misery, and restoring balance to the Red Kingdom.

With a confident grin on her menacing red lips, Eva signs the dotted line on the contract as she ends the tale:[/b]

[XWL Women's Champion Eva Marie]
The, end.

And on that note, Eva dots her "i" and extends the pen out towards Layla with an expression on her sculpted face as if nothing had happened between them in the past, or present. Layla responds simply with an emphatic slow clap, rolling her eyes.



[Layla]
So, I guess that makes me The Big Bad Bitch who spoils Little Red's Happy Ending? Cute story, but if you actually believe it...then I'm afraid you're coming down with a serious case of delusion, mixed with a severe deficiency in reality. Because the REALITY, the REAL TALK is...that you are NOT a Queen, no matter how many times you call yourself one...this is NOT your Kingdom, and you most certainly are NOT leaving Final Stand, with THAT!



With a direct tone, Layla points at The Womens Championship in Eva's possession, then stares into her eyes for a moment.



[Layla]
But I'm not telling you anything you don't already know, am I? You may act like you're the walking talking definition of confidence...but instead, underneath all of that red bleach, the overly deep fried skin, there's a scared little girl. Let's call her, Little Red. Little Red is the complete opposite of The Eva Marie you've shown us, right? She's scared, she's insecure, she's weak...and she knows, that when she steps in the ring with ME...the woman that MANY often refer to as the "Greatest Woman To Step Foot in This Company" she'll be exposed for the fraud that she IS.



Not losing eye contact with Eva, Layla's hand grabs the pen, and she presses it against the contract.



[Layla]
You've had a good run, and you should be proud to have made it this far...to have overcome what you have. Honestly, aside from the fact that you're an egotistical self centered bitch, I like you. I mean, it takes one to know one, right? But that's why as the Veteran, as the Original Diva...I feel obligated to prepare you for the next step in your reign, THE END. Sooner or later, every champion's reign ends, and at Final Stand...your reign? Meets it's maker. After all, I'm the one that created the tournament you won The Womens Championship in, remember? I made you, and on THE BIGGEST show of the year...I will destroy you. Little Red, eaten by the Big, Bad, BITCH. Now that's a happy ending.


As the cheers roll in from the audience, Eva scoffs at Layla's words, placing her hand on her hip saying "Really?" in response. Her eyes begin to narrow at Layla, watching as she proceeds to sign the contract, and as soon as the last of her signature is made...Eva Marie grabs her by her hair, and bashes her face into the contract! Layla slumps over the table stunned, Stephanie looks shocked, her jaw dropping, her arms moving up in a panic, uncertain of what to do. But The Red Queen isn't done, she grabs a tighter handful of The Brit's Brown locks then lifts her face up shoving The Womens Championship up against her screaming "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE THIS FROM ME!" After that bold statement, Eva sets her title down on the table, then looks around at the nuclear meltdown that is the booing crowd, and then bounces Layla's face off The Womens Championship!


Stephanie still frozen, suddenly...begins to sport a strange smile...Layla due to the nature of the attack seems to be so caught off guard that she's just almost lifeless as she sluggishly slides off the table, tumbling to the mat. With a proud smile on her face, Eva grabs her title, then steps onto Layla's body raising The Womens Championship up in celebration. But before the boos can reach their highest tone, we then see the once shocked Stephanie, showing that she's not as shocked as she led us to believe. She's smiling almost as widely as Eva, then walks over to her, gives her a brief glance, and Eva extends her other hand to Stephanie, who proceeds to raised it victoriously! Somehow someway, the boos get louder and louder, as The General Manager of Anarchy, is raising the hand of the woman that just laid out her challenger at Final Stand. What the hell is happening? Was...was this all some kind of setup? We're not sure what we're witnessing...but it quite possibly could be Eva Marie's saving grace. We fade away to the sight of Eva posing over Layla, as Stephanie proudly celebrates with her.

A graphic promoting the Semi-Finals Of The Demise Of Dean Ambrose Tournament appears on the screen. Tonight Matt Sydal meets Austin Aries writing another page in their storied rivalry. Whereas CM Punk gets a chance at redemption when he meets Roman Reigns again, this time with stakes so high, anything can happen. The screen fades to black for a moment, then we head backstage where Renee Young is standing by, and she's not as cheery as usual...because for the second week in a row, she's saddled with the unfortunate task of interviewing the man beside her, Matt Sydal.

[Renee Young]
Ladies and Gentlemen, beside me stands the man that potentially could have the BIGGEST night of his career at Final Stand. He challenges Sheamus, and Eric Young for The Intercontinental Championship in a TLC Match, and if he can win "The Demise of Dean Ambrose" Tournament, he'll also be challenging for The World Heavyweight Championship inside Hell...in a Cell. No stranger to big moments, tonight is crucial so please welcome my guest at this time, the man that of course needs no introduction, Matt Sydal!

With the most smug look on his face, Matt just stands there in awe, of himself. He's looking off into the distance, but really we know he's visualizing the predetermined in his head ending of Final Stand. When on the historic Eighth Anniversary Spectacle, he stands atop of Hell in a Cell, raising BOTH his newly attained Intercontinental, and World Heavyweight Championship. A feat no man to this moment has managed to do in the same night.



[Renee Young]
Matt, last week you promised to defeat AJ Styles, and that you did. However, it wasn't exactly by your own merit. Do you have anything to say regarding how you advanced to the Semi-Finals last week?


[Matt Sydal]
It's really growing tiresome to have to keep repeating myself, but here I go, AGAIN. It does NOT matter if it is squeaky clean, vile and dirty, or thanks to some idiot that screwed himself out of winning this tournament when he aided me in doing so. I am a WINNER, my accomplishments, won by my own merit, attained by my own skill, my ability that far exceeded all others. At this point, any win? Is a win that would have come regardless of how. See, I win...that's what I do, and when I don't "technically" win? Guess what, Renee? I'M STILL THE TRUE VICTOR. Because to the victor go the spoils, and I don't need to tell you that a WHOLE lot of spoils have certainly come my way.


[Renee Young]
Perhaps, but how does him aiding you and screwing AJ out of last week's match seal his fate? How has he already lost?


[Matt Sydal]
Because Renee, he landed himself in that ring, with ME. Do I REALLY need to remind you that I have proven I am leagues ahead of Austin Aries many times before?



[Renee Young]
Well, with all due respect...your near spotless record in recent history, was ruined by one man, and that's the man you meet tonight. Since November, you have only been pinned ONCE, and that was by the man you claim is beneath you. Are you not at all concerned that he'll once again do what nobody else has been able to do?


[Matt Sydal]
Cute, real cute. But luck, as I've stated about Sheamus...does not a winner, make. Good for him, he beat me and nobody, like you said...has done so themselves. So what speaks more? The fact that he got ONE lucky pin over me, hypocritically cheating might I add...or the fact that in almost FIVE months, I've only been pinned by someone, ONCE.



[Renee Young]
I suppose we'll find out in just a few minutes when you two meet in that ring. As we've mentioned your plate is pretty full, this tournament and a championship match against the man that ended your reign almost a month ago in a Ladder Match. Did you happen to see Sheamus defeat The World Heavyweight Champion in a Last Man Standing Match last week? Are you perhaps again, concerned by his performance? Or the fact that since taking his title back, he's been on one heck of a roll.



[Matt Sydal]
When he does that to me, then we'll talk. But that's the thing, he hasn't, and he won't. If you're looking for me to cower in fear at the "mighty" Sheamus, look elsewhere. But if you're looking for the man that will ONCE AGAIN as he ALWAYS does...make history in two weeks on the grand stage, when he wins BOTH The Intercontinental, and World Heavyweight titles, then look no further, for HERE....I....AM!



Matt motions around his waist, flashing a smirk that never stops being annoying.  


[Matt Sydal]
Now if you'll excuse me, as much as I'd LOVE to continue talking about my impending historical accomplishment...unfortunately Austin Aries was foolish enough to ACTUALLY show up tonight, so now I've got to go out there and make him regret it. Seriously, why would he go and do a stupid thing like that?



Shaking his head in disbelief, Matt sighs deeply, then heads off as Renee lets out a sigh of her own, relieved that this experience is over with. Now she's left to dread the thought of having to do it again next week...as we fade to a commercial, with Matt Sydal taking on Austin Aries...NEXT. 

The Demise of Dean Ambrose Tournament Semi-Finals

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The Demise of Dean Ambrose Tournament Semi-Finals



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After the leader of the Roman Empire was put to sleep and his shoulders were on the mat for a three count, the referee signals for the bell which also queues for the crowd to pop. The familiar static echoing throughout the arena before it cuts into a guitar and Corey Glover's vocals as CM Punk's theme begins to play throughout the Verizon Center. His hand his raised in victory as CM Punk is now moving to the finals of the tournament.



Some replays of the match begin to play, showing off a couple of the more note worthy moments where it looked as if either man was about to take the win. When we return back to the live broadcast, it was only the 'Best in the World' left in the ring, sitting cross-legged with his signature Pipebomb held in hand



[[CM PUNK]]
... Do I have everybody's attention now?

He questions and it's received with a little pop which bring a smirk across the Second City Saint's features.



[[CM PUNK]]
I believe one thing needs to be made perfectly clear before I continue. For those who don't know this by now, the winner of this tournament is being granted a World Heavyweight Championship match at Final Stand and while I, the man who made his return a mere two weeks ago, may be one match away from being the number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship, I am not winning this tournament because I want to do another's dirty work for them. I am winning this tournament because I am once again ready to prove that the 'Best in the World' moniker is more than just some self-appointed nickname I gave myself because my ego is that far off the charts.



[[CM PUNK]]
I'm no puppet, and I'm not going to be a pawn in the Authority's plan to eradicate the Ambrose Asylum because hell, I respect Dean Ambrose. I respect him for taking a stand against the system like many others who have stepped through that curtain are too afraid to do. And I won't lie to any of you in attendance here tonight, I kind of like having a guy like him around. He kind of reminds me a little bit of myself if I was about twenty more times off my rocker than I already am.

Punk lowers the microphone and takes a breath in, giving himself a moment to stand himself back up onto his own two feet.

[[CM PUNK]]
And yes, I know that I have one more man to go through and there's not much to say when it comes to him. Everyone knows our story. Matt and I, or Evan and I as some of you old school fans out there might recall, have crossed paths many of time. Five years ago we met at the end of the 2011 King of the Ring tournament where I put the man to sleep. Couple of months ago, him and I were supposed to meet but I decided to flatter him by giving him the one thing he asked for and that was a CM Punk who just decided not to show up. This time? Don't get your hopes up 'cause there's only one place that I'm going and it isn't back home to my couch in Chicago...



[[CM PUNK]]
... I'm going to Final Stand and I'm going to be your next World Heavyweight Champion.

The microphone is dropped as we then fade to a promo for Sasha Banks.

Sheamus was in the ring, waiting for Cody Rhodes to make an appearance, he had handed his championship to the time keeper and in exchange he demanded a microphone and he got it as he looked at the main stage and grinned as he started to speak down into it.

Sheamus | 5:15
"Now tonight I get the pleasure of ending this little fella once and for all. You people may be cheering for him now, but when it is all said and done you will be booing him for the weak performance he put against me. Sure he has impressed a lot of people, but he has not impressed me. Never has never will impress me, because Cody is not his own man and no matter what people may think, that's what counts, I know all the fellas in the crowd are with me on that. If you just copy others, than you are not yourself, you are not a man and that my friends is something worse than death. Now before I continue, before my twitter gets melted down with all the Cody fans out there, all two of them." Sheamus lets out a little laugh to himself. "I know people say I just stole everything that I am from other big men like Brock Lesnar and Goldberg and for all the people that say that and think that then you truly don't know who I am. What you see is what you get, I have always been like this, I have always been me, something Cody has no clue about. If he is not wearing a mask, he is putting on face paint, he just rips people off not knowing how to be himself, how to be a man. I am shocked he has not slammed some dots on himself like his father did. Cody is just a sad little man who is only where he is because of the stuff he took from his family. Me on the other hand, hell nobody gave me nothing. I got her on my own and I am staying here. Cody, look at me boy. I am my own man, I am Sheamus, I am the champion, I am the man that will dominate and put Cody out on the shelve, for good." Sheamus started to talk with much more confidence. “ Cody I know you. I know you wish deep down that you could be like me. That you could be like me. Because you know what we all know, that you are just another in the long list of children of wrestlers who got a free ticket into this business. Your hand was held from the second you were born. Your big poky dot wearing fat daddy made sure of that, he made sure you would get it easy. All your success, everything you have ever won, the championships, the praise, it all means nothing. It is all hollow. You never earned any of it. Your daddy basically handed it to you. Unlike me you have never worked for anything. I mean look at your body, it disgusts me, not an ounce of muscle on you. Yet you are still here, even with your daddy being dead and buried his influence is still there, you will still be handed everything. I know you got handed this match for an easy win, but the hell with that. There is nothing easy about me! Do you understand me!" Sheamus begins to raise his voice. “I went from the main event to basically opening the show, I got downgraded, made out to be a chump. Made out to be like Cody is better than me, that he has got this before the bell has even rung. You know how that makes me feel? It pisses me off to know that everyone thinks that Cody of all people will defeat me. I would laugh, but I am annoyed because everyone believe that is the way it will go. Well sorry to disappoint, but I am not going to allow some Goldust wannabe to get the better of me. I am going to show you all just why I am the main guy around, I am going to defeat Cody and show you all that Sheamus is no pushover!”

He throws the microphone down as he then goes to his corner and rests against the ropes as he waits for Cody Rhodes to come out and he does not have long to wait as there match was next.

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The cameras cut from ringside and go backstage.  Where we see Raven one of XWL's newest superstars about to address something.

Raven: Tonight I go against the XWL World Heavyweight Champion Dean Ambrose.  There is something I want to address. Dean, you and me are a lot alike. We're both martyrs, of a society drowning in it's own filth. And I like that about you, Dean. I can relate.



Which is why tonight I'm going to take you deeper into martyrdom. In the Raven's Nest you will experience a spiritual revelation. And that revelation will be written in your blood. In your suffering you will be taken to the next level. I want to help you, Dean. I want to take you to heights of despair so that you may come out of the brutality a new man. Reborn, if you will.

Tonight, the Authority wants me to destroy you. But I'm not doing this for them. I'm doing this for you. Because through annihilation comes enlightenment. And out of the ashes of your destruction you shall arise like a phoenix. Better. Stronger. A New Man. Quote the Raven, Nevermore!

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Darkness. It is what defines us as a species. If we are evil,cruel, or just plain murderous. Well then we have been swallowed by that Darkness

But my brothers and sisters, that is a lie. The light is the true evil of this world. The things i described, they are not born of the dark, no. They are what mankind truly is. For we are innocent in the Darkness, we only learn those things once we have been brought into that light. Look at the Undertaker, for example.

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Yes, the Undertaker, the deadman. Where is he? he is not here. For he knows my truth and is scared. For he is the biggest example of the light corrupting. He was a agent of the Dark, a force to be reckon with! a unstoppable creature. But look at him now. What he has done to those he called his family. Mutilation, attempted murder, arson. He lost his way with human emotions. Emotion caused by the light, caused by YOU.

Now he only serves the sickness and filth of this world. A slave to your admiration and love. When he one with the Darkness he did not care for those emotions, he only cared to fuel the chaos of this war. We were supposed to have a match, but he is no where to be found. A scared meek man he has become. So I ask you this Deadman...I ask you this. Meet me at Final Stand. Prove to me you are not what i claim you are. Prove to me, you still serve the Darkness and not these filth.

The Darkness is not your enemy. Embrace it...

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And together we can free the world.

We cut to an image of the one and only Eric Young, sitting down on a sofa. He grins, looking at someone next to the camera who is unseen.

[Eric Young]
So, you want my story? Let's start with my humble beginnings.

And we cut, to another image. Of a child holding an IC Title, apparently taken years upon years ago.

"I always wanted to be a wrestler. I grew up watching it. Watching all the greats. Hulk Hogan. Andre. Bret Hart. Shawn Michaels. The whole group. It just, grew on me."



"I remember starting. My first match was in this, no name promotion, against someone who I didn't even know. I had been training for years and finally got my shot."



"From then it was an uphill battle. There wasn't a moment I wasn't training. I'd ask some of the better guys what I could do to get better. I learned a lot."

JBL appears on the screen, talking to the camera.

[JBL]
Eric Young has a lot of heart. More than anyone I've seen in a long time. It took him so much to get to where he is today.



"Eventually I got a call from a bigger promotion. Can I say the name? Alright. TNA. They called me up, and though it wasn't WWE, which was the goal, it was the biggest stage I'd been on at the time."



"I was a rookie compared to most of those guys, so respect was hard to earn. I busted my ass though. I had a lot of fun years there, besides the hard work. Lot of great friends and storylines were made. Until XWL arrived in 2008 or whatever, the ratings were good. Then the company fell."



"It's what I learned in TNA that really helped me get to where I am today. I ran through several different characters, such as my coward and stuff. I also honed in on the art of really wrestling. Sting, was a key factor in this."



"That dude is the heart and soul of what was WCW and to have him giving me tips and pointers was just simply, like a dream. I mean, I grew up watching this guy and then he taught me most of what I know!? Unbelievable."





Next Time:

We turn to EY as he sees the photo. He bursts out laughing.

"Oh good god, this thing..."

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Sasha's music begins and her hands raised in victory as she gets to her feet. She looks around and mouths now that's how it's done before rolling out of the ring.

The camera then focuses back on Mia Yim who slowly gets to her feet. She looks around and shakes her head unhappy with the results of the match. Some fans begin to boo and others begin to cheer. Mia goes to go out of the ring when suddenly



Michelle McCool is seen on stage mic in hand. She looks around and smirks before speaking

{{Michelle McCool}}
Aw come on guys lets give Mia a hand. What a heck of a match you just had hun, but, I'm sorry you came up just this short of getting the win. Maybe next time huh?

Michelle lightly laughs and speaks again

{{Michelle McCool}}
You can't win em all though hun, and as we all saw last week, you beat me which has got to give you a little boost of confidence right? After all if you could beat someone like me, which we all know was a fluke, what can't you do right?

Mia pushing her hair back and looking up the ramp at Michelle talking her down. Given her loss, she's visibly frustrated and this only adds more less calm thoughts to push through. Urging anyone to get her a mic to respond to McCool. She then grabs it forcefully and puts one hand on her hip.

Mia Yim: Save the sarcasm, Save your breath and most importantly save yourself from the humiliation. I noticed you like to run your mouth for all the wrong reasons. Whether or not you believe that, It's written in the stars on how much pull you THINK you have. So go ahead.. keep pushing me and keep playing these people because sooner or later you'll be the victim in question. I tried to keep myself out of trouble, now I realize.. I'm the one who has to put a stop to it. That's you Michelle in case your diluted ego couldn't understand.

Yim tilts the microphone to the crowd to receive an "OOOOO" as a reaction.

Mia Yim: Tell me this... No.. *Pointing to Michelle up at the ramp* Ask yourself why you're out here, ask yourself why you're fibbing to save your own ass. Let's be real, it's always been about saving yourself from the repercussions YOUR mouth caused. Go on and let these people into your falsified, over confident.. loose lipped.. career built on absolute li-

Michelle raises her mic to speak amid Mia's sentence to cut her off

{{Michelle McCool}}
Liar? Is that what y'all were gonna call me hun? Isn't that cute. Listen, I may sit here and talk a bunch of talk for years as you put it but, I'm able to back myself up sweetie. I'm a multi-time Diva's champion so my mouth isn't what's gotten me to where I am. I don't just talk the talk I settle things in the ring so, unless y'all are done trying to accuse me of something I'm not, how about we settle this once and for all? Or are you too afraid you can't back up your own words? I may talk a lot of trash but I back it up in this ring. So you got one win on me, bravo sweetie but, it won't be the end of it and that that's real talk!

Michelle lowers the microphone the anger visibly shown on her face at this point

Backing up and putting her arms out with the mic placed in between her tights. Yim postures up against McCool antagonizing her then scrunches up her face in a kidding like fashion. Gripping the side of the microphone and turning it towards the side of her mouth she continues to unravel the facts.

Mia Yim: Not only are you able to talk, you're able to talk yourself, unfortunately for you into a corner. That's exactly where you'll be when I get my hands on you. If the ring is where you want to make "this" (obviously referring to herself) problem go away. With the only way to ensure it, I beat you once.. I beat you twice. You can call it luck, you can call it only escaping with my wits. To put you in your place and to see the look on your face, will be all worth it. How about it, Chelle? You won't be conscious enough to know what hit you, in a fall's count anywhere match. The only thing that'll be a reality is the amount of makeup applied to cover up what's left of your face!

Michelle attempts to speak but is only heard as a yelp when Mia starts to get loud with her.

Mia Yim: Who knows, maybe this will be the one to tip over the cuckoo's nest. I WILL DO EVERYTHING IN MY POWER to put your shoulders down to the mat.. for the third time in my short stay in XWL. You want to be in the ring ever so badly, you name the date for your reckoning.. hun.

Michelle lightly laughs and shakes her head before speaking a final time

{{Michelle McCool}}
You wanna sit there and claim I backed myself into a corner? Aw, isn't that cute y'all, Mia actually thinks her little threats scare me. You wanna face me in a falls count anywhere match and I get to name the time and the place? Well, now, ain't that just great for me. I can think of no better time, nor place, than live from the eighth anniversary of our biggest show. Hun, I'll see you at Final Stand and only one of us is coming out on top and that, that's real talk. See ya then.

Michelle winks into the camera and turns and walks away. The camera darts to Mia who simply smirks as we fade to black

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The crowd is chanting and cheering, excited for the match that just took place as Raven stands over Dean, extending his arms. The ref goes to hold his hand up, but thinks better as Raven takes in his moment. The hardcore legend rolls out of the ring, leaving Dean in the middle of the chaos that they had both left. Raven disappears into the back as Dean drags himself up to his feet, Raven's music still clouding the airwaves. Dean staggers, then moves to the apron, calling for a mic. One is handed to him, as he uses the ropes to hold himself up. He looks to the stage.

[Dean Ambrose]
What? No sneak attack?

Ambrose breathes heavily, grasping his stomach after speaking.

[Dean Ambrose]
I'm disappointed.







[JBL]
Ask and you shall recieve!

[Michael Cole]
Oh my!

The crowd erupts with a series of boos and jeers as Dean's face lights up. Leaning on the ropes, he is practically begging for Seth to appear and soon he gets his wish. Rollins comes rolling out from behind the curtain, arms extended, soaking up the hatred. He grins, loving every second of it. Dean is nodding, wanting Rollins to come for him, and sure enough, he does. Seth begins to make his way down the ramp, slowly, making Dean wait.

[Michael Cole]
Look out Dean!

Almost as if hearing Cole, Dean turns around to be greeted by an oncoming J&J Security, rushing him. He is battered, falling to the mat in no time, barely able to defend himself. He is stomped over and over again, but forces himself back up to his feet, backing up J&J. He drops Noble with a hard right, turning to Mercury. Before he can do the same to Mercury, his legs are taken out from behind as Rollins has entered the fray. J&J regroup, unloading on the World Champion as Seth heads to ringside, finding the Title. He drags it back into the ring, and sets it down, barking orders at J&J.

[Jerry Lawler]
Are they going to seriously do this!? Someone stop this!

Noble and Mercury grab Ambrose by his neck and arms, extending his face perfectly over the belt. Rollins kneels down however, grabbing the back of Ambrose's hair, bringing up his face so they are eye to eye. As soon as he does, Dean spits, connecting with Seth's face. Seth slowly wipes it off and nods, smile gone from his face. He immediately jumps up and takes off to the topes, bouncing off and darting back, planting Dean firmly onto the belt with a Curb Stomp. The crowd is going nuts with boos as Seth Rollins taunts, standing over the broken champion.


END OF SHOW