XWL Anarchy: 8/15/2016 - 8/22/2016

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I ain't telling y'all who won, watch the match.

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GRAVES
What a match. Luke Harper has defeated his former brother in a hard hitting brawl.

RANALLO
What does this mean for Bray Wyatt going into Emergence. How confidant can he be now, that-

All of a sudden Wyatt spins Harper around but Harper pushes him away and goes for the discuss clothesline. But Wyatt counters it into the Sister Abigail and hits it.

RANALLO
Bray Wyatt with a 5th Sister Abigail to Harper!

GRAVES
A little to late if you ask me

Wyatt sits next to Harper and pats him on the head



WYATT
Someday my brother, you will see the lies

Wyatt gets up and leaves the ring

RANALLO
What does this mean for Bray Wyatt's rematch? Tune in this Sunday to find out!

We go to the commercial break

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[MAURO RANALLO]
Before this match, I want to take you back to last week. Where we saw Shinsuke Nakamura after the tag match. Golden Perfection paraded around the ring after emerging victorious. Shinsuke Nakamura appeared to invade the party after the locker room was put on notice by the duo. It was Dolph Ziggler that got in the face of the wrong man, in Shinsuke. Nakamura.

[COREY GRAVES]
Stop beating around the bush, Mary.. Shinsuke barreled through EACH and EVERY one of those competitors inside that ring. A Kinshasa count of Not 1, Not 2, Not 3, but all 4 competitors. BUT in doing in that, he decimated all of those around Sydal before leaving him cold and alone. Sydal tested his luck and Nakamura played him for a fool. Which led us right into Stephanie McMahon announcing this blockbluster match. No, not this match. The triple threat at Emergence featuring Eric Young, Matt Sydal and The King Of Strong Style himself in the flesh Shinsuke Nakamura.



[MAURO RANALLO]
That's at Emergence, should be a match to be remembered. Tonight is all about the Show Off. One half of Golden Perfection, Dolph Ziggler getting his untimely revenge on Shinsuke. Who he felt disrespected him and his talent, Will he amount to Strong Style or will he blindly head into this match with a claus to lose? Dolph Ziggler vs Shinsuke Nakamura is NEXT!

The crowd boos the moment Sister April comes skipping out the back. There are some sympathetic cheers but it's obvious the crowd does not like April. To her credit she seems to pay them no mind as she slides into a ring with a microphone already in hand

She takes in the boos as she faces the crowd

(Sister April)
As you saw earlier tonight, I did what I do best. I make people face the cold hard truth. And even if you don't want to believe it you cannot deny that what I said last week is true. I want so badly to believe in cliches people. That good triumphs evil. That if you try your hardest that you can do anything. But I'm not a liar. Bayley works harder than many on the so called "women" on this roster.It's admirable to see in the gym, putting in the work, trying her best!...

During the pause a "Bayley!" chant breaks out. Sister April looks around and smiles a little

(Sister April)
Yes! I want to believe in Bayley! But...no matter how hard she tries. No matter how many hugs she gives or how many fans she inspires...It's for nothing. Because she falls before someone like me. A monster like me. Proving that just because you're the good guy doesn't mean you get to win. Good guys and girls really do come last. It takes someone heartless. Someone soulless to get through to people. You can't change a thing by being cheered and loved. No...If you want change you have to be feared. And I am the fear that will change the Women's division!

(Sister April)
This is a point I want to prove to everyone in the crowd and everyone in the back. Especially you Natalya. You truly are a role model. You're strong, Independent, you have integrity, and you have a positive outlook. But you're naive. And you're nativity is your weakness that keeps you from reaching your full potential. It didn't help you against Sasha. It didn't help you against Bliss. And it won't help you against me. But I want to prove a point. And you obviously have a message you want to get out. So why don't we put our philosophies against each other at Emergence Natalya? Prove to me that a true blue hero like you can beat a monster like me. Because right now you're 0 for 2. So what's your answer?



(Mauro Ranallo)
Well, this certainly isn't the Hart Dungeon Heiress, Natalya!

(Corey Graves)
Gee, Mauro, you think?

Paige struts out onto the stage wearing street clothes, having changed after her match-up against Sasha Banks.

(Paige)
Well, well, well. Look who's finally grown a pair? In case you haven't noticed, Sister, you're not exactly the highest up on the food chain around here. I don't care that you're Bray Wyatt's new little pet spider, because if that creepy fatarse hillbilly steps up to me, I'll kick his arse right back to that bloody swamp!

The crowd cheers slightly for the seemingly split Paige. Paige has had her fair share of hatred for women's wrestlers on both sides of the spectrum, but for now the crowd is supporting the "Barbie Breaker" as she lays down the law on the creepiest women's athlete on the roster.

(Paige)
At Downpour, I put you through the worst twenty minutes of your bloody life! I put you through tables, chairs, barbed wire, and even bloody thumbtacks to let everyone watching know that women's wrestling isn't about petty arguments and bloody bikini contests! The women are just as badarse as the men and we proved it at Downpour!

(Paige)
Except...that match never ended. At least, in the way I wanted to...and I don't think you wanted that match to end that way either. Stephanie came out and ruined the fun and then Bray Wyatt decided to come and make you the slut of the compound or something, I dunno. But the only thing that matters is that we have unfinished business...so as far as I'm concerned, Nattie can sit in the back and pout while the two of us redefine women's wrestling one...more...time.



The crowd comes alive as Natalya's theme hits over the speakers, causing Paige to groan in disdain into the microphone.

(Paige)
Nobody asked for you to come out here! GO AWAY!



[Natalya]
Well excuse me for not minding my manners, Paige...but you and I ALSO have unfinished business. The Performance Center last week? Sound familiar? You issued a challenge, and I...accepted. So if you think you're going to just weasel your way out of that, think again.


Her eyes then shift to AJ, who issued a challenge to her.


[Natalya]
As for you, April...you're right, I do have something to prove. I've let you mess with my head, I've been startled by your change in behavior, but NO MORE. So since you two wanna face, and you both wanna face me, then guess what we have ourselves ladies? The makings of the most packed Triple Threat Match we've seen in quite some time. So Paige, AJ? I'll see you BOTH at Emergence, where only one of us will emerge....victorious.



(Mauro Ranallo)
Well how about that, first we thought it'd be Paige versus Natalya, then April wanted Natalya, then Paige wanted Sister April instead, but Natalya said no, we'll ALL face!

(Corey Graves)
Three incredibly talented women, that's going to be one hell of a match.

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Austin Aries rises off of Sydal and has his hand raised by the referee. He does to the corner to celebrate with the fans who are cheering for the triumphant Greatest Man Alive, when suddenly...



Aries whips around from the corner, facing the stage. Even though he has already competed, he looks more than ready to bring it to The Showoff on the "Go Home" show before Emeregence. Just as it seems Ziggler isn't coming out from behind the curtain, Aries is suddenly taken back with a Zig Zag! Ziggler came in through the crowd and took Aries by surprise!

Dolph Ziggler
What's up "Are Bear"? You didn't think I would come out to watch this match did you? Truth is, I didn't. I figured Sydal would have had you but you played a little dirty. Speaking of, sorry I showed up late Sydal buddy.

Ziggler picks Sydal up off the mat and they both do a bro handshake to show no ill will toward each other. Ziggler turns back to Aries who is still holding his head on the ground.


Dolph Ziggler
Come on buddy, you can't be that soft. Just think, I have to pull double duty at Emergence. We'll be on equal footing after this!

Ziggler signals to Sydal to climb the turnbuckle as he himself raises Aries up off the mat to face him. Aries can barely stand on his own.

Dolph Ziggler
Awww, Aries. Only real friends get to "lean on me," as the song goes. And to be honest, I just fucking hate you.

With that, Ziggler swings Aries around as fast as he can, jumping up and grabbing his shoulders. As he does, Sydal begins to jump for his Shooting Star. As soon as Ziggler slams Aries down, Sydal slams with on top of Aries abdomen, sending a shockwave though Aries body. Ziggler and Sydal turn to leave, but Ziggler stops for a second and turns back to Aries.

Dolph Ziggler
Before I forget, we still have to sign our match contract!

Ziggler pulls a form out of his trunks, unfolding it in the process and taking a pen out as well. He quickly scribbles what one would imagine to be his signature, then leans down to Aries lifeless body.

Dolph Ziggler
Ariiiiies.... Buuuuddy?! Guess I have to do everything on my own.

Ziggler grabs Aries hand and places the pen in it, forcing him to sign the contract in his hand.

Dolph Ziggler
Just so you know, man. The match is a Falls Count Anywhere match. Hope you're ready.



With that, Sydal raises Ziggler's hand as if he's already won and they both leave the ring, leaving Aries layed out in the middle. They head up the ramp to a chorus of boos and leave behind the curtain.

As Anarchy comes back from a commercial we come to find that Vince McMahon and the General Manager candidates have made their way to the ring during the break.

[Vince McMahon]
Now I don't want to waste anymore time, Anarchy needs a General Manger so at this time I want to give all three of our potential General Managers one last time to impress me. You each have thirty seconds, starting with you, Mr. Bischoff.

[Eric Bischoff]
Vince...Vinnie Mac...c'mon! I'm the one who introduced the Elite Championship! I made Anarchy all about the spirit of competition, and I certainly never HANDED a World Championship match to some...uncaged animal like Paul E. over there...

Paul makes a talking motion with his hand, shouting "YAP YAP YAP!" as Eric finishes.

[Vince McMahon]
Alright, Mr. Heyman, if you would like to go next.

[Paul Heyman]
Isn't it obvious, Mr. McMahon? I was the creative genius behind one of the most popular companies in wrestling history, I led the tribe of Extreme to their battles! I was the one behind E...C...W! The driving force behind your precious Attitude Era, and you damn well know it!

[Vince McMahon]
Uh, yeah, sure, that's nice, Paul. Now...last but not least, the former General Manager of Anarchy, Stephanie McMahon, will you please give your presentation.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Daddy...Dad...I'm your little girl. When you and Mom are gone, I'll be the one who becomes the Owner of XWL. But I'm a changed woman. My husband and I have changed, we are here for the people! We are here for the XWL Universe to get what they want!

[Eric Bischoff]
Oh, what a load of garbage! You don't give a damn what anybody wants except yourself, you sniveling little brat! I was the one who nearly put you and your father on the streets when I took WCW Nitro and made it the hottest show on network television! I am the MASTER of catering to the fans!

[Paul Heyman]
Bullshit, Bischoff!

Both Vince and Eric's eyes go wide at Heyman's language as he has grown extremely enraged.

[Paul Heyman]
You don't know one goddamn thing about what these people want. These people want blood. These people want pure, unadulterated wrestling. They don't want to see you do what you did to guys in WCW. Guys like Chris Jericho. Guys like Rey Mysterio. Guys like Bret Hart...who you AND Vince both screwed, might I add! Guys like, like Raven and The Sandman, the men who bled buckets for ECW only to become cheap, watered down imitations of themselves when Uncle Eric's blank checkbook came knocking at their door! What you did to legends of this business like the Eddie Guerreros and Dean Malenkos, all the way to men like Mr. Perfect and the Macho Man Randy Savage.

[Paul Heyman]
Every career you touch, you poison it and you leave it to die in the gutter like you tried to do to ECW! But you know what? When you see these four men fight to the death to become XWL World Champion this Sunday, do you think if these men pull out a table, or a ladder, or a chair, that they'll be chanting for WCW? Hell no! They'll be chanting for the company that gave a damn about these people, they'll be chanting for E! C! W! And then...they'll be chanting for my client, the Nightmare of Suplex City, The Beast Incarnate, the only man to hold championships in UFC, NCAA, New Japan Pro Wrestling, WWE, and XWL...

[Paul Heyman]
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROCK! LEEEEEEEEESNAAAAAR!

[Stephanie McMahon]
HEY! Until next week, this is MY show, and if neither of you like it, then get the HELL out of MY father's ring or show some respect, because I-

[Vince McMahon]
SHUT UP, AAAAAAAAALL OF YOUUUUU!



[Corey Graves]
This doesn't even involve him! Why is he out here?

[Mauro Ranallo]
This decision involves everyone and the Fringe as his right to make his voice heard.

The four people in the ring all turn to the stage as the crowd jump to their feet, signs going up for the Lunatic Fringe. Dean comes out from behind the curtain, walking down to the ring with quite the stride, seeming like a man on a mission. He ignores the stretched hands of the fans, eyes glued on the four men in the ring, Stephanie and Vince smiling while the other two seem merely intrigued as to why he is even here. Ambrose comes around the ring, not entering it just yet, heading for the announcer's table.

[Corey Graves]
Oh great now this Lunatic is coming over here.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Never expect anything from Dean Ambrose as he will always surprise you.

Ambrose enters the time keeper's area, grabbing a mic for himself from one of the stagehands before turning to the ring behind him. He rolls in, heading across the ring, right in front of all of the candidates for General Manager, eyeing all of them up as he goes. Heyman stares him down but Dean pays him little attention as he turns to Vince, raising his own mic to speak.

[Dean Ambrose]
So uh, quite the party we got going on here isn't it? We got the big bad boss himself and three of his hand picked "options" for General Manager of Anarchy! See I like the idea of shaking it up a bit around here Vince, I'm not gonna lie. If there is one person that loved the immediate change of scenery, it was gonna be me.

[Vince McMahon]
I'm very aware Dean, but can you please explain why you decided to come down here, and ruin my moment to pick the General Manager?

Without much of a hesitation, Paul Heyman steps forward, raising his own mic.

[Paul Heyman]
I don't really think we need him out here Mr. McMahon. If anything he should be-

[Dean Ambrose]
Can you shut your freaking mouth Paulie?

Paul's jaw drops, turning to Dean, shocked by the demand. Heyman goes to speak but Ambrose puts a hand up, cutting him off.

[Dean Ambrose]
You can either shut up or I'll gladly shut you up again.

The crowd pops as Heyman hesitates to speak again, cocking an eyebrow at Vince as to what he's going to do about the Lunatic Fringe but Mr. McMahon simply looks to Ambrose, awaiting an answer to his question. Ambrose holds the one hand he used to cut off Heyman, extending a single finger and pointing it right at him, eyes moving to Vince.

[Dean Ambrose]
He's the reason I'm out here. I realize you're a busy man, but you said it yourself early tonight, sometimes, people get corrupt with power and ol' Paulie here did. He used his power to put HIS guy at the front of the line, at the expense of myself and others. Paul Heyman shouldn't be standing in this ring, hell, he shouldn't be standing at all at this point and he's lucky I don't break his legs while I'm out here right here, right now.

[Dean Ambrose]
But no, see Vince, I don't have a whole lot of hope for your judgement here. It was your judgement in the first place that had Stephanie in charge when she put me through hell. Tonight, you've asked these three to spew whatever political garbage you want to hear so they can be in charge. You asked these fans to choose and they let you know who they liked, but you still ain't asked a single one of the boys in the back. You haven't given any of us the time of day because you've been worried about what they're showing you and not what we want.

[Dean Ambrose]
And what we want? We want someone who doesn't kiss ass and suck at their job and that's all I see from the people standing in front of me. All four of them.

Ambrose pauses, the crowd not sure how to take it, cheering and booing alike as they don't know where to align themselves on this topic.

[Dean Ambrose]
You know what I want? I want my World Title Shot. That's all I've wanted since coming back to this hell hole we call Anarchy, ironic naming by the way, and I still haven't gotten a clean one. I have a rematch clause. I haven't lost or won a match against Roman Reigns. All I want is to kick my former brotha right is his stupid freaking smile and boy I want it bad. Then after that, I want to kick Big Block Brock in his coliflower ear, just cause I can. I want to make a statement and I've been doing it since day one. So I don't know why you can deal with these jokers but not give myself and these people what they deserve!

Ambrose seems rilled up, high on energy when suddenly.....



The trons light up and the arena dims to a shade of blue as the crowd jumps to their feet at the sound of AJ Styles theme song hitting the airwaves within the arena. The 5 men in the ring all turn towards the stage anticipating the arrival of the "Phenomenal One". AJ steps through the curtain and is greeted with a thunderous ovation from these fans, AJ keeps his head down until he reaches the center of the stage, the pyro goes off without a hitch and AJ lifts the hood of his hoodie and extends his arms in one fluent motion as he always does.



AJ then proceeds to make his way down the ramp, many fans would love a high five or fist bump from AJ on the way down the ramp, but sadly today is not there lucky day, AJ is walking down to that ring with a purpose, and that purpose seems to outweigh his love for the fans at the moment. AJ walks up the steps and enters the ring, he walks over to the far side of the ring and signals for a mic, a ringside assistant grabs one and walks over to the ring to hand it to AJ through the ropes, AJ grabs the mic and turns to face the 5 men in the ring with him....


I'm gonna make one thing REALLY CLEAR right now, this whole GM mess ya'll have going on here, it means NOTHING to me. At the end of the day, we all know that these 3 candidates out here are all corrupt in there own ways, ESPECIALLY the WALRUS over there (AJ points at Paul Heyman). It doesn't matter which one Vince chooses, either way we're screwed. The fans know it, the superstars in the back know it, Dean Ambrose over here knows it, EVERYONE knows it. But like I said, all of this, it's irrelevant to me, what IS relevant to me is the CRAP YOU WERE JUST SPEWING OUT OF YOUR MOUTH DEAN!!!!

AJ takes a few steps towards Ambrose and the two lock eyes in an intense staredown as AJ lifts up the mic to continue speaking.



Yeah that's right, CRAP!!! You come out here and you have the nerve to say that you STILL have your rematch clause and that you should get ANOTHER match for the World Heavyweight Championship. You must've spent a few too many nights in that insane asylum you run Dean, because you HAD your rematch clause last week. Matter of fact, if it wasn't for AJ Styles pulling that ref out of the ring last week, then your former "brotha" had your ASS BEAT in the middle of that ring for the 3 count. Where's my thank you card Dean??? where's my appreciation phone call huh??? oh yeah, NONE OF THAT HAPPENED BECAUSE YOU'RE AN UNGRATEFUL SON OF A BITCH!!!!!!


People have been asking me all week long on twitter and social media, "why AJ?" "why did you pull that referee out of the ring when Roman was pinning Dean???" if people have been listening to me over the last 2 weeks, then they'd have the answer to that question, I just don't like Roman, probably as much if not more then I dislike you Dean Ambrose. However, I will admit, there's one thing Roman is 100% right about, and that's you only caring about yourself. Ya see, ya come out here every week and you try and act like the cool kid in town, like you're the unstable rebel who these fans should get behind, and it's nothing but a damn smokescreen. I've seen the REAL Dean Ambrose over the last few weeks, and if these people knew who that guy was, they certainly wouldn't be chanting your freakin name every night.



Deep down, you don't give a damn about these people, you only use them as a power play to try and force these authority figures to put you in these title matches because you're the "people's choice". At the end of the day, that's all you care about, that title on Roman's shoulder, hell, you might even be a bit jealous that your former "brotha" has that gold on his shoulder, and it probably eats you alive EVERY SINGLE DAY that he beat you for it at Downpour. Either way, I don't care, I'm not here to dive into the Shield family drama or the GM drama, I don't care about any of it. What I do care about is my fans, and my fans wanna see me get what I EARNED over a month ago. They wanna see AJ Styles vs Roman Reigns at Emergence for the World Heavyweight Championship!!!


and the hell if I'm gonna stand out here and LET them hand you ANOTHER title match while I take a backseat AGAIN, over my dead freakin body. I've scratched and clawed my way back up the ranks over the last few months, and I've done things the right way. When people were running away from "The Beast", I stepped up and went to war with him. When I was in a slump, I BET ON MYSELF and made the stakes as high as they've ever been for me, and I went out there and beat the World Heavyweight Champion Roman Reigns CLEANLY in the middle of the ring. That's something that Brock Lesnar hasn't done, and that's something that even YOU yourself hasn't done Dean Ambrose. And what have I gotten for my hard work, absolutely nothing, yet you come out here after being in the world title scene all year long and you want another world title match, HOW DARE YOU. That's the kinda thing that insults a hard working guy such as myself, a guy who wrestles his ass off night in and night out to climb the ladder and reach the top of this company. But you Dean, you've lost your way, you've forgotten what it's like to bust your ass around here to EARN something. You've gotten a little too comfortable at the top of the mountain this year Dean, you've forgotten what it feels like to have to bust your ass and climb up that mountain. and now that you've been knocked off your pedestal, now that you don't have your belt, you're getting worried about your place as one of the top guys in this company, you're starting to wonder whether you have what it takes to win "the big one" once again...




But I know what you're gonna do next, you're gonna milk these people for all they're worth, you're gonna try and garner their sympathy because Brock ruined your title match last week, BOO FREAKIN HOO DEAN!!! I've been dealing with Brock Lesnar, his pet walrus over there, and all their antics for over 2 months now, but I MANNED UP and I dealt with it because I HAD TOO. I didn't whine about it week after week, I shit my mouth and took the fight to that son of a bitch.  NOTHING has been handed to me in this company over these last few months, I've EARNED IT ALL, and quite frankly I've EARNED my place as the rightful #1 contender to the World Heavyweight Championship. So as far as I'm concerned Dean, it's time for you to step aside and go EARN yourself another title match down the line, because the NEXT ONE BELONGS TO THE PHENOMENAL ONE!!! and if you don't like that "Mr. Lunatic", then go ahead and make your move, I'm right here......

AJ tosses the mic and removes his jacket in preparation for a possible fight with Dean Ambrose right here and right now before they are interrupted by....



Just as AJ was done talking, Roman's music starts to play, the camera's view shifts to the crowd, right at the top of the steps where Roman Reigns himself appears to the sound of many cheering fans, the XWL World Heavyweight Championship hanging proudly from his shoulders. Calmly, Roman stands on the high ground, overlooking the ring below him and the mass of fans surrounding it that are waiting for him to wage war inside of it. With one hand, Roman sweeps his slick hair back and then begins his descent down the stairs, passing through the fans and making a beeline straight to the bottom. Once there, Roman's stride slows down as he approaches the barricade, places a hand upon it, and heaves himself over in one big leap. As he stands at ringside, Roman looks off at the side, once again taking a long glance at the space around him filled with people, some who support him, some who despise him, but all who want to see him draw blood. With a twitch of his nose, Roman turns back to the ring and hops onto the apron. Stepping over to the nearest corner, Roman climbs into the second rope and raises his arms above him, his World Heavyweight Championship raised high into the air for all to see, posing for the fans for a few brief moments. From here, he wastes little time dropping back to the apron and entering the ring proper, as he now stands center ring, looking right into the eyes of the men and woman in the ring. He leans out the ring and is handed a microphone. He goes back to stand as he then flings his World Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder, letting it rest there.

Roman Reigns
(World Heavyweight Champion)
"I want you all to shut up and listen for a second. Let me make this perfectly clear to all of you right now. I am not the bad guy! I am not the good guy. I am your WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION and as such, that means that I am THE GUY!"

There would be a mixed reaction from the crowd as he removes his championship from his shoulder as he then raises it high into the air, looking right at Dean Ambrose and AJ Styles as he does so.

Roman Reigns
(World Heavyweight Champion)
"Now I don't give a damn about who runs this show, who is general manager, it makes no difference to me. You see thanks to my FORMER brother here, stabbing me in the back, betraying me and showing me that he is nothing more than a greedy little son of a bitch, he has taught me that to remain at the top you got to only look at for yourself, ONE AGAINST ALL, that's the way I view things. You all may hate me, some of you may even like me, the point of the matter is that I am not here to be your friend, hell, I am not here to be your enemy, I am here to be the best and having this here World Heavyweight Championship on my shoulder, proves without any doubt that I am the best! I know some of you in this ring may not like that, I know that Dean and AJ don't like it, but it's just the facts, deal with it. You see Dean, I never wanted our friendship to end. I have no idea how many times I said that you where like a brother to me, but you cut all ties with me and you choose World Heavyweight Championship over me, fact of the matter BROTHER, you choose poorly. I did what no one else could do, I defeated you Dean. You underestimated me and it cost you and last week, you just weren't good enough to defeat me. Blame it on whatever you want Dean, outside interference, jealously of other roster members, fact is you failed. If the shoe was on the other foot and I was the challenger, you bet your ass I would have stopped everyone from running down and trying to ruin the match. You had your rematch, you failed Dean, get to the back of the line."

He just looks Dean Ambrose up and down as he shakes his head, disappointed with his former brother becoming this joke of a man. The crowd booed him and some cheered him as he then looked at AJ Styles and smirked.

Roman Reigns
(World Heavyweight Champion)
"Like I said, I have no interest in whoever becomes General Manager. The only thing I care about is being the best damn World Heavyweight Champion XWL has ever had and in order to be that I need to be put against the best and AJ, you are not the best. Sure you can go in the ring, but all those kicks and flips, they mean nothing. You have been walking around here, with your head held high for over a month, bragging about some cheap ass victory you gained over me. You rolled me up, got a fluke win and you walk around here like you're the champ. You could not keep me down. You could not slow me down. Everything you through at me I just brushed it off like it was nothing. You got lucky, a cheap win does not give you anything. If you manned up, made me submit, knocked my ass down for the count, then I would be here, shaking your hand and tell all these people in the ring that it should be me and you, one on one for the title, but I'm not going to do that. You have not earned it. You forget yourself AJ. This is not TNA. You are not the big fish in the small pond, you are in the ocean now and you are about to get devoured and there is nothing you can do about it. Finding Nemo, Finding Dory, Finding AJ balls! Your just a little league player. I have done more in my two years than you have in twenty. Your done AJ, everything you have done and said this last month has shown me just how unworthy you are of my time. This here title, it is for men who deserve it, the only think you deserve is a smack to the jaw to shut that mouth of yours!"

He slaps his World Heavyweight Championship hard as he lets AJ Styles stare right at it as he then looks away from the two men and then looks into the crowd and grins as he speaks to a mixed reaction.

Roman Reigns
(World Heavyweight Champion)
"I am not even going to waste my time speaking about Bork. He's in the back jacking himself up, tricking his little mind into thinking he has any right to stand in the same ring as me. Like others in this ring, he had his chance against me. He tried to take me to Suplex City and he failed. I don't give a damn how the match went down, all that matters I am the champion and you, you are still just the part-timer that no one gives a damn about. Fact is, everyone has tried and failed to take this title away from me and it is going to continue to go that way, because I am not losing it to anyone. I have worked harder than all of you combined to get this title and I will not drop it to anyone, do you understand me. You can all stand there and you can all lay your claim on the title, you can all make your points, kiss up to these general managers in the ring, but at the end of the day, you have all stepped into the ring with me, you have all seen what I can do and you all know very well that you don't have what it takes to defeat me. It's ONE AGAINST ALL and it is going to remain that way forever. Whoever becomes the general manager, get used to me being your champion, to me being, THE GUY!"



Suddenly the atmosphere in the arena once again changed as all seven sets of eyes turned to the stage as the battle cry of the Beast Incarnate began to play throughout the arena. No one currently standing in the ring or in attendance seemed to be happy to see the Beast join the group of stars, except for Paul Heyman of course. That man wore a smile like only the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland would wear. And only a couple of seconds later did we see the Beast charge out from behind the curtain and to the center of the stage.



[Corey Graves]
It was only a matter of time, Mauro. Where Heyman goes, you know Brock is never far behind.

[Mauro Ranallo]
That ring might not be the safest place for a guy like Brock to enter with those three men standing in there. They might not like each other but all of them hate that man, that Beast, more than anyone else in that ring right now.

[Corey Graves]
Yet you and I both know that won't stop Brock Lesnar.

Down the ramp the Beast marched and rather than entering the ring straightaway, the Predator decided to take a moment to analyze his prey. His feet led him in a slow walk that circled the squared circle, eyes locked on AJ Styles. A couple more seconds passed before they locked themselves onto Dean Ambrose. And then, possibly saving the man he wanted to get his hands on most because of that gold that was draped over his shoulder, his eyes locked on the World Heavyweight Champion, Roman Reigns. Finally the Beast leaped up onto the apron in signature fashion and entered the ring where Paul Heyman was closest to. He didn't charge at any of the men who stood in there with him, rather leaning himself back against the ropes in a more relaxed fashion as his theme song also began to now die down. Heyman, with that grin still spread wide across his face, brought his microphone up to speak.

[PAUL HEYMAN]
Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to welc-

But Paul Heyman was then cut off as a large hand that belonged to that of the Beast Incarnate came atop the microphone and pushed it away from the mouth of Heyman. Then, Brock circled his fingers in a 'give me that' kind of motion to his manager. Paul, who's grin turned to a more confused look, willingly handed his microphone over to the man who rarely ever held one of those in his hands.

[BROCK LESNAR]
All of you talk too damn much.

The Beast paused his speech as he brought himself away from that leaning position on the ropes, his posture turning more straight as if he was meaning business now.

[BROCK LESNAR]
If you wanna fight? Then I say cut the chatter and let's fight.

The microphone was then tossed to the ground before Brock Lesnar then proceeded to rip his 'Suplex City' shirt from his body. This caused Paul to quickly move in front of his client, pleading to the alpha male that now wasn't the right time to start an all-out brawl. That, with Vince McMahon standing right there and his chance to become the General Manager of the show about to be ruined, this could wait for another night.

[Vince McMahon]
Now...we have three viable championship contenders. Dean Ambrose...AJ Styles...and Brock Lesnar. So, for my GM candidates...I want each of you to declare your picks for the World Heavyweight Championship match at Emergence.

[Eric Bischoff]
I think Roman Reigns should face a test that is truly...phenomenal. I pick A...J...Styles!

[Paul Heyman]
Brock Lesnar.

[Stephanie McMahon]
You know...I'm stuck between Dean and AJ Styles. Ambrose...as much as he did get under my skin, was an incredibly resilient champion who survived everything I threw at him...he has earned my respect. However, AJ defeated The Pack in a two-on-one situation, so that earned my respect as well. But...if I have to choose...

[Paul Heyman]
For god's sake...today!

Stephanie shoots Paul a dirty look before continuing.

[Stephanie McMahon]
I would pick...Dean Ambrose!

[Vince McMahon]
Well, I think that just about settles it! At Emergence, we will have ourselves a World Heavyweight Championship match in the main event! You will see Roman Reigns defend against...AJ Styles...Brock Lesnar...and Dean Ambrose! In a fatal four way match!

[Vince McMahon]
At Emergence, it will be all...versus all...but tonight...it will be what I'd like to call the first ever...One Versus All Match!

Everyone in the ring looks confused, except for Roman Reigns, who simply tilts his head to the side as if to ask "The hell did you just say, old man?"

[Vince McMahon]
At Emergence, it will be Roman Reigns against Brock Lesnar, Dean Ambrose, and AJ Styles! But tonight...it will be Roman Reigns against Brock Lesnar, Dean Ambrose and AJ Styles...in a HANDICAP MATCH! So get ready gentlemen, because that match....STARTS NOW!





Everyone clears the ring, and the participants prepare for the impromptu match.



The bell has rung signalling the start of this "One vs All" match here tonight. Roman stands all alone on his side of the ring, just the way the "Big Dog" likes it. Standing across the ring from him are 3 hungry contenders to his World Championship, 2 of them stand on the apron, those men being Brock Lesnar and AJ Styles, and the man in the ring ready to go at Roman is none other then his former "brother" Dean Ambrose, the man Roman beat at Downpour to become champion. The two men walk to the center of the ring and go face to face, they exchange some words between themselves before Dean fires the first shot with a right hand to Roman's face. He doesn't stop there, Dean unleashes a quickfire barrage of strikes before Roman unleashes his fury with a right handed uppercut that sends Ambrose reeling towards his corner.

Roman cocks his fist eager to do some serious damage early and proceeds to launch at Dean looking for the Superman Punch, Dean ducks out of the way and the Superman Punch ends up connecting with AJ Styles who goes crashing down to the ringside floor after a nasty fall from the apron. Ambrose spins Roman around looking for Dirty Deeds but Roman blocks the attempt, Roman twists Dean's arm and looks to reel him into a short arm clothesline but Dean ducks the attempt uses his speed to dash towards the ropes, on the rebound he is met with that same right uppercut that dazed him earlier, it sends him flying back into the ropes, but Dean's able to stop himself from flying out of the ring and comes roaring back at Roman with the Lunatic Lariat.

Ambrose thinks he has it won right there and goes for the cover...

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As the ref's hand appears to be coming down for the 3 count, Brock Lesnar snatches Dean Ambrose from behind and sends him flying across the ring with a German Suplex!!! Lesnar is attacking his own partner for god sakes!!! Lesnar runs over to Ambrose, hooks him from behind, and connects with German Suplex #2 on the Lunatic Fringe. Lesnar wastes no time in pouncing on Ambrose once more, this time however, he lifts Ambrose atop his shoulders, it looks like Ambrose is about to exit Suplex City via highway F5!!!

BAMMMMM!!!!!!!!!

Roman Reigns just broke Brock Lesnar in half with a thunderous Spear!!! The impact of the Spear sends Ambrose toppling  off of Lesnar's shoulders, but his fate was not nearly as bad as Brock's who just got cut down by leader of the Roman Empire. Ambrose and Reigns go face to face once more and the two men appear ready to go at each other once more right here and right now when all of a sudden THE PHENOMENAL AJ STYLES COMES FLYING THROUGH THE AIR AND CONNECTS WITH THE PHENOMENAL FOREARM TO  THE BACK OF DEAN AMBROSE' HEAD!!!!!!!!!

Roman immediately charges at AJ and AJ ducks it, before Roman can even finish turning around after missing the clothesline he is already on the way down to the mat after getting hit with a sick looking Pele Kick from the Phenomenal One. AJ rolls out of the ring and heads to the timekeepers area where he proceeds to grab a steel chair, AJ chucks it into the ring before re entering the ring himself.

AJ grabs the chair and stands over Roman Reigns for a few seconds before lifting the chair over his head and bringing it down full force on Roman's back.





He wastes no time in repeating the process and drives that steel chair into Roman's back with everything he has OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!! After 10 brutal chair shots to the back of Roman Reigns, AJ finally drops the chair and the fans of the Roman Empire can at least breathe a sigh of relief knowing that this assault on Roman is over.... OR IS IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AJ EXTENDS HIS ARMS AFTER DROPPING THE CHAIR!!!! We all know what that means, he's calling for that pattented Styles Clash of his!!!! AJ drags the near deadweight of Roman Reigns up off the mat and places him between his legs, the setup position for that Styles Clash of his...



OH MY GOD, AJ STYLES JUST PLANTED ROMAN REIGNS WITH THE STYLES CLASH ONTO A STEEL CHAIR!!!!!! Just like that the leader of Roman Empire was taken out, the Lunatic was taken out, BUT WAIT A MINUTE!!! AJ DON'T TURN AROUND!!!! but alas AJ does turn around after hearing a big reaction from the crowd, and just like that AJ was hoisted up onto the shoulders of the Beast Incarnate who's looking to destroy him with an F5!, but AJ SLIPS OFF THE BACK AND NAILS LESNAR WITH A LOW BLOW!!!!!!!  AJ places the Beast between his legs, hoists him up, and DROPS HIM WITH THE STYLES CLASH!!!!!!

AJ Styles has just taken out Dean Ambrose, Roman Reigns, and Brock Lesnar all in the short span of a few minutes here tonight. AJ exits the ring and walks over to the timekeeper's area once more, this time he grabs a microphone and he also snatches up Roman Reigns XWL World Championship belt. AJ rolls under the ropes and re enters the ring with Roman's title in one hand and a microphone in the other...


I may not be as strong as you (AJ stares down at Roman), I may not be as crazy as you (AJ looks over to Dean Ambrose who still hasn't moved after getting drilled with that Phenomenal Forearm to the back of the head), and I may not  be as dominant as you (AJ looks over to Brock Lesnar who's still grounded from that Styles Clash) but what I am, is Phenomenal.....AND THAT MAKES ME BETTER THEN THE 3 OF YOU PUT TOGETHER!!! and at Emergence, the 3 of you are gonna learn that lesson the hard way. I'm gonna walk into Emergence Phenomenal, and I'm gonna walk out with some shiny new gold to display at the P1 PALACE BITCHES..........



AJ throws the mic down and raises the XWL World Championship high above his head. Is AJ right? will we see a new Phenomenal World Champion at Emergence??? will the Lunatic Fringe make good on his chance to bring home the gold once more??? will XWL be crowing a Beast Incarnate as World Champion when all is said and done??? or will the Roman Reigns prevail over ALL ODDS and keep the title firmly in the grasp of the Roman Empire, tune into Emergence to find out.....