XWL Breakdown : 10/2/11-10/9/11

Live From - Richmond, Virginia
Deadline Time: 5:00 PM EST

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Normal Match

Sting vs Hernandez

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Normal Match

Chris Hero vs SinCara

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Normal Match

Kofi Kingston vs Santino Marella

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Normal Diva Match

Velvet Sky vs Kelly Kelly

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Normal Match

Mark Henry vs Jeff Hardy

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Normal Match

Steve Austin vs Randy Savage

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Normal Diva Match

Angelina Love vs Beth Phoenix

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Normal Match

Christian vs Alex Shelley

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Diva Tag Team Match


Layla & Natayla vs Mickie James & A.J

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Normal Match

Batista vs Tyson Kidd

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Normal Match

Davey Richards vs Bryan Danielson

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Triple Threat Match
Number One Contender for the Intercontinental Championship

Brock Lesner vs Daniels vs Kurt Angle

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Normal Match

Evan Bourne vs Wade Barrett

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-Mark Henry's theme plays as the crowd fills the air with boo's-



-Mark Henry walks out to the stage screaming with a loud roar-



-Henry turns to the stage and begins to walk down as the crowd get's louder with the boos-



-Mark Henry stops dead in his tracks and looks out to the crowd and smiles then goes straight back walking-



-Mark Henry keeps on walking then stops again shaking his head his name plate pops up-



[Crowd]
Hurry the hell up! "clap" "clap" "clap"

[Mark Henry]
Shut the f#ck up!



-Now Mark Henry trying to piss of the crowd begins to walk slower as a bigger roar of guys begin-



-Mark Henry appears to be fighting with a fan who is taunting him-



-Mark Henry gets his body over the ropes and into the ring-



-Mark Henry motions a mic towards his mouth-

[Mark Henry]
Know whats great in about 2 minutes I get to give a man a World Strongest Slam. I feel bad for that damn poor soul your gonna have to set foot in the ring with Mark Henry. I been warning you people for the watch out for Henry because he's making a damn impact right here right now!



[Mark Henry]
Jeff Hardy you're gonna be on life support when I'm done with you. You poor excuse for a human being. I don't even understand why they put me against such low talent low lifes who can't even match up to the world strongest man. I mean common be a smart XWL management get me someone who actually will put up a damn right!



[Mark Henry]
I'm gonna rush myself right now because I really don't wanna waste your time because right here right now is the moment where Mark Henry makes his debut and dominates everybody in his site! Enough is enough! Come out you rainbow haired b#tch!



-Jeff Hardys theme plays as he comes out to the ring-



-Jeff Hardy's fireworks hit as the crowd goes nuts for Jeff-



-Jeff's name plate appears as he looks into the ring straight at what he's about to fight-



-Jeff Hardy is just speechless as Mark Henry patiently walks in the ring-



-Jeff Hardy takes off his shirt as he is getting ready-



-Jeff Hardy throws the site into the crowd and runs right into the ring-

"Ding" "Ding" "Ding"

Normal Match

Mark Henry vs Jeff Hardy




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[Justin Roberts]
Here's your winner "The World's Strongest Man" Mark Henry!



"Mark grabs a mic"

[Mark Henry]
I told you so! I told you I was going to win so that little man caught me on a few moves so what. I still hit him with three huge World Strongest Slam's no man could get survive that kind of impact. So I see Jeff Hardy lying on the ground defenseless what I am going to do with you?

Mark Henry walks outside the ring picks up the steel steps and throws them into the ring. Jeff is still on the ground attempting to get up. Mark grabs a chair under the ring and slowly gets into the ring. Mark places the chair on Jeff's arm and stomps on it. Jeff is screaming in pain, Mark Henry picks up Jeff Hardy and throws him into the corner. Mark Henry run's full force at Jeff. Jeff is completely out, Mark picks up Jeff and sets him up for the World Strongest Slam but this time on the steal steps. Mark slams Jeff Hardy on the steps Jeff is screaming in pain as Mark Henry laughs his way to the back. Jeff Hardy is now being carried to the back via stretcher as Mark Henry now with no mic screams.

[Mark Henry]
The pain is coming to everyone in my path! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!

*Zack Ryder s theme hits across the arena, and he make his way down the isle.*

*He gets in the ring, and climbs on the turnbuckles and taunts to the audience*

*Ryder grabs a microphone and begins to talk*

[Zack Ryder]
Just in case anybody has forgotten who I am, I am your first and only Internet Champion... Zack Ryder. I'm sure you are all wondering, What I'm doing out here.. and I'm here because I'm fed up of being overlooked here in XWL and It's now time I do something about it. For months now, I've just sat back there and done nothing to earn my spot here in XWL. It's time for all that to change, it's time for Zack Ryder to become the superstar he can be. They won't be any more over looking Zack Ryder, No more dropping the ball with Zack Ryder... The Ryder Revolution starts right now. I want all you fans, to post your tweets, hold up your signs,buy my T-Shirts, buy my headband, do anything you can to get Zack Ryder to where he deserves to be. Even Mason Ryan gets on TV over Zack Ryder? Are you serious, Bro?!

*Zack Ryder removes his glasses*




[Zack Ryder]
It's time for me to step up and change all of that. Whatever it takes.. I don't care who I have to beat....I don't care who I have to tweet... I will become the star that I know I can be and that all you know I can be. and I'm starting it right... Now.



[Zack Ryder]
Now here in XWL we have a X-Treme champion... and JBL I know you're back there, I want you to come to this ring right now and put that title on the line. And Trust me, after tonight... Everbody will know the name Zack Ryder.




*JBLs theme hits across the arena. He makes his traditional entrance via his Limo, then slowly walks down to the ring. He gets into the ring, just staring at Ryder. JBL can be seen smirking and heard shouting "Is this some sort off jokes?" JBL hands the X-Treme title to the referee and tells him to ring the bell*










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*Zack Ryders theme blasts throught the arena to a supprisngly big reaction from the audience. Ryder slowey gets to his feet, the refeere hands him the X-Treme title and raises his hand*



[Jerry Lawler]
Zack Ryder can't belive it! In his Breakdown debut he has ended the short X-Treme Title reign of JBL!

[Jim Ross]
An amazing upset in my eyes,King.and You can see how much it means to Zack Ryder. This kid could mean buisness in the future of XWL.



*Ryder celebrates his victory, he puts the belt around his waist gets on the turnbuckle*



*He raises his arms up in his signiture LI pose"

[Jerry Lawler]
You might be going a bit far there,JR.

[Jim Ross]
Either way King, he had an impressive victory tonight over a veteran of this buisness in JBL.

[Jerry Lawler]
Well, he has allot more to do before he impresses me. I just don't think he has what it takes to be a star in this company.


*Zack Ryder walks around ringside, shaking hands with the auidence as Breakdown fades to a video package for Evan Bourne*

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*Angelina Love's theme begins to play as she climbs the turnbuckle to celebrate her win regardless of the booing crowd. As Angelina hops back down to the canvas and turns around she realizes that Beth Phoenix is already back to her feet looking rather angry about the result of the match.*



*Angelina stutters for a moment unsure of what to do.*

{King}
Look at the shock on Angelina's face!

{JR}
I bet she didn't expect The Glamazon to recover from that grueling match so fast!

{King}
If I were her I would get out of that ring as quick as possible!

*The Glamazon takes a step forwards causing Angelina to take a wary step back. Beth slowly raises her open palms in a reassuring manner before extending her hand and saying something to Angelina that the camera can't pick up. Angelina lets out a sigh of relief and begins to reach towards Beth's hand but quickly pulls back as she sees Beth's other hand balled up in a fist. Beth realizes that Angelina caught on to the trap and smirks, but before she can make a move both of the diva's attention is diverted to the entrance*



{JR}
BAH GAWD KING!! It's Lita!!! Lita's back!!

*Lita jogs out to the stage as the crowd goes absolutely nuts for the return of their favorite diva.*



*She glares towards the ring for a moment before charging down the ramp at full speed*

{JR}
Just a few weeks ago Beth Phoenix brutally attacked Lita backstage on Redemption sending her off the roster and what we thought out of a career, but it looks like not even The Glamazon can keep Lita down!

{King}
Lita's back and it looks like she has revenge on her mind!

*Lita slides into the ring where Beth and Angelina, who have seemed to be able to put their differences aside, are waiting to take on The Queen of Extreme. As soon as Lita is on her feet Angelina charges at her looking to hit a rib crushing spear, but Lita is too fast and is able to side step the spear sending Angelina tumbling through the ropes and out of the ring. Lita dodges a double axe handle as she passes Beth before rebounding off the ropes and hitting a Headscissors Takedown on The Glamazon. Lita wastes no time climbing up the turnbuckle as the crowd cheers her on awaiting the Litasault! Just before Lita is able to dive Beth rolls out of the ring out of desperation. Lita smacks the turnbuckle with her fist, clearly disappointed that she couldn't finish off The Glamazon and get the revenge she deserved. The camera shows Beth walking backwards up the ramp clutching the back of her head and glaring at Lita. Back in the ring Lita is still perched on the top rope glaring down at Beth as we cut to a video package for The Celtic Warrior.. The Great White.. Sheamus...

***As Breakdown continues Gene Okerlund is stood by in the interview area***



Gene Okerlund: Ladies and Gentlemen, it's that time of the week again, introducing from Sarasota, Florida, Macho Man Randy Savage!

***After Okerlund introduces him, Macho Man walks into the shot staring the opposite direction to the camera***



Randy Savage: Oh yeah Macho Man in the house, baby, YEAH! I fake left, then I fake right, don't know where's next for the Macho Man, but that's ok, I'm here right now and that's all that matters, yeah.

Gene Okerlund: Macho Man, what are you doing?

***Savage turns around and walks up to the camera***



Randy Savage: Admiring the background, yeah, very well made set, attention to detail, just like the Macho Man. Making sure every detail is correct, can't have a faulty set, no. It's got to be perfect, just making sure. Somebody has too, and that somebody happens to be me. And this somebody goes one on one with a nobody in Stone Cold Steve Austin here tonight, but I'll get to that later.

***Macho Man moves over facing Okerlund blocking him from the sights of the camera***



Randy Savage: Nobodies know nothing about anything, and that perfectly describes Stone Cold Steve, right to a tee, but Mr. T, but a tee nonetheless. And that's enough about T's, because nobody cares about them, all they care about is W's, AND I'm full of them, two and 0, Macho Man running wild in the X-treme Wrestling League, XWL, and it can't be stopped, no siree, STRAIGHT TO THE TOP, and everybody’s excited, yeah.

Gene Okerlund: You're talking about Macho Madness?

***Macho quickly turns around facing the left out of camera shot as he continues talking***



Randy Savage: Oh yeah, Macho Madness is taking over, and things are just starting to cultivate, things are starting to grow, and it's only getting bigger, and the time is getting near, until Macho Madness reaches world wide status, so close you can almost taste it. Takes like chicken, just like Jeffrey Nero, yeah. Scared of the Macho Man, I think so, and rightfully so, beat him last week, and I'd beat him again this week. Can't be stopped, yeah.

***Gene Okerlund pauses for a moment or two, before speaking, trying to get the interview back on track***

Gene Okerlund: Well Macho Man as you alluded too earlier, you're two and 0 since debuting in XWL, what makes you think you can extend that tonight against the returning Stone Cold Steve Austin?

***Savage turns around facing just right of the camera***



Randy Savage: Well Mean Gene, that's a good question, but I have an even better answer, yeah. You see everybody thinks I will continue to be undefeated, but I know I will continue to be undefeated, because I AM the cream of the crop that is the X-treme Wrestling League, and the spotlight will continue to shine down on top of me. THE BEST OF THE LOT, and nobody does it better, OH YEAH!

Gene Okerlund: What makes you think you'll make short work of Steve Austin? Surely you know he'll do whatever it takes to return with an impact here tonight.

***As Gene asks his question, Savage turns around looking directly at Okerlund whilst he answers him***



Randy Savage: When I look at you Mean Gene, I'm not quite sure if I see a friend or just another doubter in Macho Madness, because you don't seem to believe in me, when all the signs are telling you too believe, THE NUMBER 1 wrestler in the world today, and you doubt my chance? What kind of friend would do that? Not a good one that's for sure. It's been a while since someone's not believed in the Madness, but I'll just make you believe, just like everyone else does.

Gene Okerlund: Yes, but Steve Austin has been gone for a while, and there's no doubting that he'll be the fresher man out there tonight, how can you discount him so easily?

***Seemingly settled down a bit now, Savage takes a slightly more normal position in camera shot***



Randy Savage: Are you trying to make me look ridiculous Gene? A man in my position can't afford to look ridiculous, and a man in yours can't afford to lose his weekly segment, so I strongly suggest that you start believing in the Madness. Growing and growing and it can't be stopped. Growing and more seductive then sex.

***Shocked at what Savage just declared Gene abruptly stops Randy from speaking***

Gene Okerlund: You can't say that.

***Macho Man, now taking a position in front of Okerlund again, opens his mouth wide open, sticking his tongue out, then going right back into his speech***



Randy Savage: Yes I can, and I just did, future Intercontinental Heavyweight champion of the world, can do whatever I like, and if you don't like that, then too bad, and it's time that you spotlight went on top of me. As I go one on one with Stone Cold, I prove to you and everyone else, just what the Macho Man is all about. Floats like a butterfly, stings like a bee, and everybody else has got nothing on me.

Gene Okerlund: I'm sorry Macho Man, but...

***Macho Man turns around again facing away from Gene Okerlund forcing him to stop, then speaking again before Gene had the chance to finish***



Randy Savage: Ofcourse you're sorry, that's because I convinced you, yeah, made another believer, and I'll make more tonight after I beat Stone Cold Steve Austin, leave him laying on the mat, Macho Madness running wild still. I'm the cream and he's the sugar, yeah

***Puzzled at yet another of Savage's weird analogies Okerlund takes a few seconds to himself before questioning Savage***

Gene Okerlund: Cream and sugar?



Randy Savage: The XWL is just like a cup of coffee, and guys like Austin and a dime a dozen, just like sugar, getting mixed up with the rest of them, nothing special, yeah, and the Macho Man IS the cream, the cream of THE CROP, floating straight to the top. From the top to the bottom, the cream of the crop, and nobody does it better, yeah

Gene Okerlund: Yes, but what about Steve Austin?

***On the move again Macho Man getting in Okerlunds way again, as he tries to keep the microphone near Savage's mouth***



Randy Savage: Steve Austin it doesn't matter if you bring your A game or not, your big return will end in a big defeat, YOU know you can't beat the Macho Man. And there is no one who can. And I am Macho Man Randy Savage, and NOTHING is going to stop me. Nothing gonna stop me, yeah.

***Now moved over to the right side of the shot, Savage points directly into the camera***



Randy Savage: Videoscope I am looking into you right now, Macho Madness running wild, Austin 3:16 hasn't got a chance, yeah, two men in the ring or two thousand, it doesn't matter, Steve Austin will freeze in his tracks, as Macho Man picks up another victory, and Macho Madness keeps on going, where's it going. Space is the Place, and that's where it's going, yeah.

***Whilst taking a breath Macho Man lowers his hand, and stands on the right side of the camera***



Randy Savage: In this companies darkest hours, the Macho Man is here to bring it into it's moment of glory, I'm a chameleon, yeah, sugar is sweet and so is honey, Macho Man all over the programming, you can try to stop me, but you will fail, yeah. Macho Man Randy Savage, on the right side to glory, STRAIGHT TO THE TOP, shining brighter then every other star, yeah, I'm on a role and I ain't stopping.

***As soon as he finishes speaking Randy Savage storms off the set leaving Gene Okerlund puzzled***

Gene Okerlund: Well ladies and gentlemen, that was Macho Man Randy Savage, and now it's time to get back to Breakdown!

***As Okerlund rounds up the segment Breakdown heads to a commercial***

Breakdown fades from commercial to show Tyson Kidd sitting on a chair backstage, and as the camera zooms out to show him, boos accompany it. One hand is completely unwrapped of wrist tape, while he's halfway through the other one. He's visibly hurting, and sighs before Josh Matthews suddenly bursts in the room. Tyson leans back in the chair and looks up at him nonchalantly as an awkward stare continues before Josh opens his stupid mouth.

Josh Matthews: Tyson, sorry to bother you, but-

Matthews has a microphone in his hand, which Tyson grabs from him, breathing slower than usual, probably due to the air being taken out of him due to a Batista Bomb. Tyson lifts it to his face, staring intensely at Josh Matthews.

Tyson Kidd: Josh, unless you want to end up doing an Evan Bourne impression, by which I mean tapping out and lying broken and beaten on the floor, as usual, I suggest you shut your lips and let someone who matters speak. You'd probably by now, be asking me in your stupid voice with your tacky tie, terrible suit, god-awful looks, and ridiculous demeanour, about my loss to Batista, right? You'd be rubbing it in my face, right?

Josh leans forward towards the microphone, about say "No, I-" But Tyson pulls the microphone back just looking more infuriated.

Tyson Kidd: Did I say you could speak? You'll speak when spoken to, or when I say you can, it's half-decent manners when you're dealing with your superiors, and if you can keep quiet for a while, you'll get a reward. If I can find some dog biscuits around here or something. It doesn't matter what happened out there, I don't care if I lost to Batista. Losses happen, I get it, but when a guy like Batista thinks he can just push me around after that. Guys like him, I can't stand, Guys like-

Tyson's suddenly tapped on the shoulder, and his face scrunches up a bit more in anger as he turns around to face who it is, and a pop suddenly hits for none other than Evan Bourne!

Evan Bourne: Well lookie here, it's none other than Tyson Kidd! ...Yeah I got nothin' so how are you doing? I heard you had a huge match with the Mr. Money In The Bank Batista! So how'd that go? Judging by your pissed off expression, your treatment of Josh Matthews, and that stupid haircut of yours lacking it's usual luster, I'm going to guess good? I mean you made me tap out this past Sunday, so surely Tyson Kidd didn't let that win go to his head by walking into that match overconfident...Right buddy? Come on, break the silence, don't be bashful, tell us all what happened...

Tyson starts to respond but Evan cuts him off with a slight grin.

Evan Bourne: Wait...I think it's all coming back to me now...I was in the back watching your match on the screen....You know what I'm still fuzzy on the details, Josh can you step aside please?

Josh side steps and a small screen is conveniently mounted on the wall behind him.

Evan Bourne: Let's say we sit back and watch your entire match!

Evan grabs a remote off the table near them then starts to hit play but Kidd swipes the remote out of his hand with an intense glare.

Evan Bourne: Well that wasn't very nice, don't be shy, don't you want everyone at home to see how well you did?

He lightly chuckles under his breath.

Tyson sighs and shakes his head in disappointment. He reaches into a nearby bag and pulls out the XWL Eye for an Eye DVD, which you can find for $12.99, that's a steal folks. He flips the box a bit in his hands, before placing it on the desk holding the TV up, and slamming his finger down on it to point to a certain point of the design. It's a part of the cover which shows Evan in the sharpshooter.

Tyson Kidd:Exhibit A, ladies and gentlemen....

He's looking at the camera but now turns to Evan.

Tyson Kidd:Oh, and you too, Bourne. Yeah, I had an off night, it's called a loss, I figured you'd be an expert. How's the wrist by the way? Someone told me you actually strained that pretty bad because you were slamming your hand on the mat so hard when I was barely applying any pressure on the Sharpshooter. But yknow what, I'm feeling a little generous actually, so I'll give you SOME credit. Eighty freakin' minutes. I mean, you tried Airbournes, Rollups, more Airbournes, another rollup which I kicked out of 1 of, by the way, a couple of savates, and throwing me into the barricade a hell of a lot, I only had to use the Sharpshooter twice and you're pounding the mat like a bitch, the buyrates oughta skyrocket.

Tyson smiles at Evan sarcastically and now he chuckles under his breath.

Evan Bourne: Yeah, it's not like you've ever tapped out like a bitch before...

Evan sends a wink Tyson's way before continuing.

Evan Bourne: I don't need to play that footage, because you already play it over in your head every time you look at me. It's almost kind of sad, how you just cannot get over what happened last year. So I guess this makes us even right? I made you tap out, knocked some years off your career, and certainly made you look like a pro! I mean damn I did that little move on so many people....And you're the only one to ever get taken out from it, I don't know if that makes you special, or just weak. Maybe we'll go with both. See I've heard you bragging about that victory this past Sunday, and hey by all means brag, but just so you know, so that way you can save yourself from the nightmares of not knowing...I'm not done with you just yet. The way I see it, you tapped out like a bitch last year, I tapped out like a bitch this year, so that makes us even submission wise....If only there was a way of settling something like this...If only there was a certain match type two men could have involving submissions...

Tyson unexpectedly smiles and looks at Evan like he's an idiot. Which he obviously thinks he is.

Tyson Kidd:I don't know if I dropped you on your head a little too hard Sunday, but obviously you've forgotten something, so let me remind you. I beat you with a submission in a MATCH. A MATCH. You attacked me the week after.....I did what? BEAT YOU. IN. A. MATCH. Is this getting through? Do I have to yell at you through a phone venting my frustrations about not being the title picture? Will that make you listen? It's right there in front of that stubby little nose of yours, but you just can't see it. When have you beaten me? When have you even come close to beating me? Let me answer that question, because it may be the first one since preschool that you'd probably get right. You haven't, Evan. For one simple reason, I'm just downright better than you. Yeah, you can go on and on about how I was tapping out, but is it really that impressive when all you did was ambush someone from behind because you just can't get over the fact that you can't beat them? Doesn't seem that way to me.

Tyson laughs again and scratches his neck. He leans off the desk and crosses his arms.

Tyson Kidd:But yknow what? I'm fine with it Evan. I know what kind of match you want, and I agree to it. What was it again, just for the people in the audience so someone who speaks the same language as them, by which I mean incomprohensible, can explain.

Evan Bourne: Well obviously I'm talking about a falls count anywhere match! Where submissions, weapons, and anything in the entire arena can be used! So I guess I'll see ya in three weeks Tyson, now if you'll excuse me, I've got a main-event I've got to prepare for, but that's something you know nothing about, right?

He smugly grins before walking off not giving Tyson any chance to respond to him.

Tyson Kidd:.....Douche.

The cameras fade to black and Breakdown fades to commercial.

*We come back to Breakdown as Sin Cara's theme hits, causing the fans to cheer wildly! Cara points towards the crowd as he makes his sprint down the ramp, he gets to the end of the ramp when suddenly he's jumped by someone in a black hoodie and jeans, who's hopped the barricade! The unknown intruder pounds away at the head of the masked marvel before picking him up and tossing him, causing Cara to flip into the security wall on the side of the ramp! The intruder then takes the time to pull down the hood of his XWL sweatshirt, revealing himself to be none other than Cara's opponent, Chris Hero! A sick smile forms across the face of The Young Knockout Kid as fans boo heavily.*

JR:
It's that damned Chris Hero! This is a damn-near criminal assault on Sin Cara! That man talks about being a superhero and saving XWL, this guy is just making things worse for XWL

King:
Oh please, JR! Hero is a man of his word, a man of values and integrity! I'm sure that loser Sin Cara is deserving all of this!

JR:
My Oklahoma sooner ass he is! Hero is pathetic. This is a heinous act on Sin Cara!

*Hero then picks up the near lifeless Sin Cara, and tosses him back first into the steel steps! Hero then tosses Cara in the ring, and slides in as the ref signals for the bell!*

Normal Match

Chris Hero vs Sin Cara

As Sin Cara somehow is able to get to his feet, Hero charges off the ropes and floors Cara with a running boot to the face! Hero picks up his motionless opponent and hits a Hero's Welcome!

JR:
Enough is enough! Stop this, ref!

Hero then once again picks Cara up, and once again hits a Hero's Welcome! Hero flashes that same sick grin on his face as he goes for the pin, but lifts Cara's shoulder off the mat at a two count, shaking his head.

JR:
Yeah, you're a big shot Hero! You're a big shot when you attack a man from behind!

Hero then grabs Sin Cara, locks him in a cravate, before hitting the Death Blow Roaring Elbow! Cara then picks Cara up once more, stands him up, as Sin Cara is wobbling on his feet. Hero looks towards the crowd, before hitting the Cyclone Kill! Hero then puts his foot on Cara's chest as the referee counts to three and the ring announcer declares Hero the winner.

King:
An emphatic victory for Chris Hero! I swear JR, this guy could knock that CM Punk down a peg or two!

JR:
If Hero continues to resort to these cowardly tactics, I doubt that will ever happen, Jerry.

*Hero then motions to the ring announcer to give him his microphone. Hero looks down at the motionless Cara and begins to speak.*

Chris Hero:
Mick...Mick...MICK! Do you think this some type of JOKE!? Putting me in a match with this CLOWN! This...

*Hero takes the time to stomp Cara's chest a few times and continues to speak.*

Chris Hero:
WASTE OF MONEY!? You're a terrible, terrible owner, Mick Foley! If I ran this company, you, your fat ass, this skinny little flippy bastard, and the rest of the douchebags and lunatics you've hired would have been gone a long ass time ago! Rocky Maivia would be in Hollywood, and you'd be sitting at home with your son Dewey or Louie or Huey or whatever the hell his stupid name is, eating pork rinds and watching old episodes of The A-Team! The fact of the matter is Mick Foley, people stopped giving a shit about you once you stopped wearing your smiley faced tie and stopped kissing Uncle Vinnie's asscheeks.

Chris Hero:
The fact of the matter is, Mick, you're a thorn in the side of everyone trying to break into the spotlight here, Mick. You're too damned stupid to realize just what the hell you're doing. Take for example, Tyson Kidd. You tried your best to keep him from reaching his potential by throwing him to the wolves like Triple H and Evan Bourne. And you know what happened, Mick? He made Triple H tap out, and he made Evan Bourne tap out. Maybe, you should book yourself to face him. Then he can put you in the Sharpshooter, and I'll come down to ringside and laugh in your fat face. Mick, I promised you I'd destroy XWL from the inside until you came to the realization that you're not wanted here. And Mick...that's a promise I intend on keeping.

*Hero looks towards the crowd as they boo vehemently. Hero has a slight frown on his face, before turning around and clocking the referee with a Roaring Elbow! Hero stares at the still out cold Sin Cara and the newly out cold referee before leaving the ring as his theme plays.*

JR:
By god, I hope Mick Foley one day just slaps the ever living hell out of him! That Hero punk needs some damn common sense beaten into him! But anyways folks, coming up later tonight, Evan Bourne faces the new Intercontinental Champion Wade Barrett in our main event!

Diva Tag Team Match



Layla & Natayla vs Mickie James & A.J





JR: My what a match this has been! Layla and Natalya despite their history one another have made quite the team here tonight. Isolating Mickie James from her partner, the Divas Champion, AJ Lee for most of this match up.

King: Of course it seems like the tide is finally turning around in the favor of the hometown diva right now. The fans are excited, and Mickie's finally in control, I think this could be quite possibly one of the biggest comebacks this year!

JR: Natalya is in trouble for the moment, she needs to make the tag or find some kind of counter and fast because Mickie seems to be ready to finish this off.

Mickie takes to the top rope pointing to the fans then priming herself for a diving assault, but Layla runs over to her trying to knock her off, AJ enters the ring to attempt to stop it, but the referee immediately sees AJ and turns his attention to getting her out of the ring which she refuses to leave because she sees what's about to happen. Layla tries to strike Mickie but her arm is caught and Mickie then nails her with a hard elbow to the jaw knocking her to the floor. Natalya gets up finally and Mickie dives off with a thez press. AJ starts to finally exit the ring but stops when she sees Layla approaching the announcer's table.

JR: What the hell is she doing?

Layla gives King a flattering smile then points at his Styrofoam cup of coffee, he points to it asking if she wants it, she nods giving him a few bats of her eye lashes and she blushes and hands her the cup of coffee....Which sends AJ into an immediate mission to get the referee to turn around but he's insistent on getting her back on the apron. Layla takes a sip of the coffee then a devilish grin forms on her face, and she walks over the apron while Mickie unknowingly signals for her signature DDT. She screams out as usual, but out of no where Layla gets onto the apron and throws the entire cup of coffee right into her face causing her screams to reach an agonizing high pitch.

JR: King, do you realize what you've done?! Layla could've just burned Mickie's face severely right there! Why did you give her your cup of coffee?!

King: I'm sorry JR, it's just she's so darn beautiful, I'm hypnotized when she's that close to me...

JR: Poor AJ, she tried to get the referee's attention or stop it from happening herself, but sadly the official couldn't see what she did.


The referee finally gets the worried AJ back on the apron, turns around to see Mickie holding her face and Natalya nailing her with a huge discus clothesline! The camera's can see the cup next to the ring on the floor, and Layla seems ever so proud by what she just did.

JR: Mickie needs medical help...She could have third degree burns...That coffee was fresh folks, it was just brought to us a few minutes ago.

King: Natalya's capitalized on that now and it looks like she's going to try and end this.

AJ yells on the apron "Come on Mickie!!!" but it seems as if she's in way too much pain to even do a thing, Natalya pulls her legs in forward then points at AJ and says "Watch this AJ!" she applies the sharpshooter and Mickie's shrieking screams continues as she starts to apply the pressure, but suddenly Layla leans over the ropes and slaps the back of Natalya tagging herself in! Natalya turns around annoyed, but nods and breaks her hold, then exits the ring. Layla enters with a smug grin, then pulls Mickie up by her coffee soaked hair, and nails the Lay-Out. She quickly covers hooking the leg


1.....


2............


AJ quickly begins to step through the ropes as fast as she can to break the pin up, but sadly just as she's about to do so, the referee counts 3!




Justin Roberts: Your winners of this match, the team of Natalya Neidhart, and Layla!!


The entire arena roars in disapproval showing their absolutely hatred for Layla's actions and she couldn't careless of what they thought about her or what she did, she got revenge for Eye For An Eye, and that's all that matters to her.

King: What a match that was....Even if you may not agree with how that ended, you've still gotta give all those women props for an incredible match.

JR: I just don't see what's gotten into Layla...She assaulted those poor backstage hands earlier, and then tonight does something so vicious...I mean this is wrestling, you don't throw hot coffee into your fellow athlete's face.

King: I think that's her point though. Mick Foley saw nothing wrong with Layla's claims earlier when she opened the show, and I think Layla's trying to prove that if Mickie can do it, so can she.

JR: Maybe so, I just can't condone it no matter what it's about.

Layla and Natalya's hands are raised by the official, Layla holds her briefcase up high in the air soaking up the hatred from the fans, while in the background AJ is checking on Mickie who still holds her face in pain. Layla pulls her arm away from the referee, then looks down at her briefcase, looks behind her at AJ....Then in the blink of an eye charges the briefcase right into the back of AJ Lee's head causing her to fall onto Mickie and just when you thought the boos couldn't be louder, they some how reach a new high.


JR: Bah gawd!! AJ's knocked out...Wait...

King: Do you think ....Is she going...Do you think she's actually going to?

Layla eyes her briefcase while the referee yells at her for doing such, she then shuts him up but shoving her case into his chest and says "You know what to do!" he pleads with her trying to get her to just leave, but instead Layla presses the case in further to his chest and says "Do it!" he sighs while Natalya seems shocked but also understanding and exits the ring. The referee steps through the ropes with Layla's case and begins to walk over to the time keeper.

JR: This is it...Mickie's out cold, she's in pain, she's disposed of, and AJ's gotta be unconscious after that hard blow to the back of the head...I know I said this Sunday, but I think this is actually it! Layla's about to become the new Divas Champion!

King: My god I can't believe this is actually happening! Layla's long road is finally about to pay off!

The referee approaches Justin Roberts then tells him to announce the match.

Justin Roberts: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that Layla has decided to cash in her money in the bank contract right, and right now! So the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Divas Championship!!

Layla's ever so giddy in the ring, she knows she's got this in the bag and judging by the hatred from the fans so do they.

JR: I can barely hear myself over this crowd! This is insane!

King: They can boo all they want but that's not going to stop Layla from becoming Divas Champion!!

The referee enters the ring as slow as humanly possible, giving AJ time to slowly come to, she holds her head in pain not even standing just yet, Layla pounds her palm with her fist ready for this "match" to begin as the referee finally enters the ring. He looks down at AJ, then after Layla shouts at him to hurry up, he raises his arm up to signal the timekeeper to ring the bell, but just as the stick is about to strike the bell a loud voice shouting "STOP!" is heard.



We find out where the voice came from as Mick Foley is shown backstage on the titantron while Layla yells "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!" in response.

Mick Foley: Don't you dare ring that bell...Layla my patience is wearing thin with you and if you think for a moment that your actions earlier with my employees, and your actions at the end of the tag-team match just a moment ago will go unpunished you're highly mistaken. I don't know what kind of point you're trying to make, but how's this for a point...Because of your actions, I am fining you 250,000 dollars!

A huge amount of cheers wave in from the fans while Layla's jaw drops stunned.

Mick Foley: You told me earlier I need to take action, and that's exactly what I'm doing right now. Before you leave this arena you will sign me over a check or else the amount will double next week, and the week after that! So it's highly advisable that you get this over with and and stop acting out. Now that's not the only reason I'm spoiling your fun right now, see earlier I also made a match, or did you forget? A hell in a cell match, loser leaves Breakdown, Money in the bank briefcase on the line, I'm the special referee, you remember right? Because your case is on the line, I have taken the liberty of freezing your contract clause. Which means until after The Monster Bash, that contract is as useless as your incessant complaining!

Even more cheers flow in and Layla's having an absolute fit, she screams, she yells, and the censors have to bleep out her not so lady like response quite a few times.

Mick Foley: Thank you for your time, and Layla, I'll be waiting in my office for that check, but until then...Have a nice day!

The screen fades away and Layla exits the ring continuing her screaming, she rips off the announcer's table covering and throws it as hard as she can to the floor, she shoves the time keeper to the floor snatching her briefcase away from him, then a loud "Cash it in!" chant forms from these laughing fans taking pleasure in her foiled moment. She finally reaches the ramp, looks down the case, then yells out in frustration before we fade away.