XWL Anarchy: 11/20/2017 - 11/27/2017

LIVE FROM: The Moda Center
Portland, Oregon

DEADLINE: 4:30 P.M. EST / 9:30 P.M. GMT


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1. You've Been Served

Matt Sydal didn't think too fondly about his supposed forced enlistment into the Cabinet. Unfortunately for him, the man in charge of The Cabinet is a rather shrewd businessman and knows a thing or two about getting his way. JBL prepared for Sydal's lackluster response with a small army of legal representation.  Which has leading to this breaking news development, JBL has requested a meeting with The Owner of XWL, and we can confirm...Vince McMahon is here tonight!

2.  Ready, Willing, and More Than Gable

Breakout Star of the year Bobby Roode came out to the ring surrounded by fanfare and raised the stakes of his Intercontinental championship by calling for an open challenge. Chad Gable, who had been on a warpath towards that belt, declared his contendership. Following a possible match of the year, Gable walked out of the arena as the new Intercontinental Champion. What is next for the new champ?

3. Only One Can Be Elite

Eli Drake will finally get his chance to prove that you can't spell ELITE without ELI as he takes on Champion Finn Balor for the Elite title. Eli has been talking a big game since setting his sights on the belt but has yet to be tested in a match with stakes this big. Will he prove to be Elite or is his bark bigger than his bite?

4. Three's Company

XWL has been embroiled in bitter rivalries involving various factions, with the Bullet Club and The Cabinet being the most prominent. This week we will see a representative from each squaring off along with an antagonist for the Cabinet as Chris Jericho, Dean Ambrose and Sami Zayn take each other on in a triple threat match. As the three forces clash, one will secure a win for their cause.


5. He’s Cena Nuff of Miz

After defeating AJ Styles last week on Anarchy, John Cena will be taking on the champ himself this week as he fights The Miz in a non-title match. Cena will be looking to make a statement as he will be competing against both of the other men for the title at Breakthrough. The Miz  will look to establish some early dominance as champ as the previous matchups against Cena and Styles have been a mixed bag of wins and losses.





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Elite Championship


Graphic coming soon, Drake Vs Balor

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Sorry for the missing pictures but had laptop issues this weekend and need to transfer stuff over, good news is more admins should be learning how to make pics soon so hopefully this won't happen for much longer.

Sasha Banks is the focus of the camera as we return from a commercial break. She’s talking on her phone and clearly disregarding everything that was said about her earlier in the night by the person whose career she’s been making a living, breathing hell as of late. Natalya had some strong words to say but Sasha was Sasha, so of course she would take her lightly. Her bag was dragged behind her as it was made clear that the Boss was looking to make her exit from the arena - before Natalya could get her hands on her and give her what most would say she’s been asking for.

[SASHA BANKS]
Did she really think I’d come out?

Sasha laughed as she hinted back to the part of the segment where Natalya was demanding that Sasha came to that ring.

[SASHA BANKS]
I think I hit her a little too hard upside the head with that camera last week… Yeah, I mean, I have better things to do than to listen to a false queen. Speaking of which, remind me to buy her a calendar for Christmas so she can realize this isn’t the sixteenth century anymore. Queens are like… nothing more than a Halloween costume nowadays, right?

Another laugh, another way to disrespect Natalya.

[SASHA BANKS]
I’ll talk to you later. Once I get back to the hotel.

Sasha removed her phone from the side of her face as she approached the limousine that was parked in the arena’s parking lot - ready for the Boss to enter and make her exit from the show… but Sasha didn’t seem too pleased. She stood next to the door for a second and looked to the front of the vehicle as if she was waiting for someone. Waiting for the driver to come and open up the door for her. He didn’t seem to get the hint from her standing there and doing nothing more. The Boss rolled her eyes and gave a deep breath as she moved to the passenger side door and knocked against the glass with her knuckles. She couldn’t really see in there because of the tinted windows but she could tell there was someone in there.

[SASHA BANKS]
HEY! Do you want to like… I dunno… do your job? Christ.

Sasha moved back to where she was standing before and crossed her arms across her chest and waited for the driver to obligate. It only took about a second but the driver stepped out of the car and in a hurry made their way over to the back passenger side of the limousine. They pulled the door open but that didn’t stop Sasha from giving them a dirty look. Clearly unimpressed with the service and the disrespect they were showing. This was the Bullet Boss after all and in her mind, she deserved the utmost respect for who she is being one of the best and a former Women’s Champion. Sasha lifted her bag and put it inside of the limo and as she was stepping into the vehicle, the driver then SLAMMED the door into her side which instantly caused the Boss to fall down to the concrete floor below in pain, grabbing her arm where the door was flung into.

[SASHA BANKS]
You absolute IDIOT! What THE HELL do you think you’re doing!? I’ll have you fired.

Sasha stops talked and cries out in pain as she begins to try and stand up.

[SASHA BANKS]
What’s your name, huh? So I can report you.

It was almost like deja vu now. The driver took off their hat and down came flowing blonde locks of hair. The mustache they wore was clearly a fake too as it was removed. The look on Sasha’s face changed from anger to more of a scared look because as she looked up at the man - well, so she thought they were a man - it turned out to be someone very different. It was a woman. It was Natalya. Sasha never took a good enough look at them to realize that. She was too busy focused on other things, just like Sasha was last week when she attacked Natalya from behind.

[NATALYA]
It's Natalya, but my friends call me Nattie.

Sasha began to scoot backwards to try and create some distance between them but with every little she moved, Natalya equaled her. Natalya promised to come find Sasha if she wouldn’t come to her, and she’s now made good on that promise, and with everything Sasha’s done to her since that fateful night she betrayed their friendship, there’s no telling what Natalya will do now that she has Sasha right where she wants her. Sasha frantically feels around her surroundings, but there’s nothing around, not a stray empty can of soda, not a glass bottle of some kind, no this arena has done a great job of keeping littering at an astoundingly low level which spells even more bad news for Sasha. Finally as Natalya lunges down to pounce on her, Sasha avoids a pummeling using her quickness to spring back to her feet and notices a car not far from her. With Natalya not far behind, Sasha climbs up onto the hood of the car, shouting “GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!” but her screams don’t deter Natalya, if anything they further motivate her in her quest to make Sasha pay for everything she’s done.

[NATALYA]
What’s the matter, Sasha? I just want to show my BEST FRIEND HOW MUCH I APPRECIATE HER!

Natalya’s tone is tense, and as she claws at Sasha’s feet, attempting to drag her off of the hood, she’s met by a stiff shot to the nose, allowing Sasha to climb further now onto the roof of the car itself. “I SAID GET AWAY!” However one boot isn’t enough to stop Natalya, no she soon hops up onto the hood herself, and is within inches of grabbing Sasha and letting her have it...as soon as her first foot steps onto the roof, Sasha tries to evade her again, attempting to leap off to the safety of the pavement...but as her feet hit the air, she’s suddenly stopped in her tracks, as Natalya’s grabbed a hold of her neon purple locks and she’s hanging off the side of the car helpless. Kicking and screaming, she flails to no avail, lifting up back onto the hood, her frustration at it’s highest, so much so that she wails back and slaps Natalya across her face, and decides she’s done running, if Nattie wants to go, then let’s go. She returns the favor grabbing Natalya by her hair, and uses that grip to slam the back of her skull  onto the roof. Natalya winces in pain from the impact, but as Sasha starts to celebrate, getting too cocky before she’s even truly done anything, Natalya chops her leg out from under her, and she’s now suffered as similar fate, losing her balance Sasha falls onto the roof of the car, the back of her skull bouncing off it as well.

Though feeling the impact still, Natalya rolls over, mounting Sasha and begins unloading shot after shot, after all this time, after the assault on her family, and the interference in her championship match last week, Natalya finally has Sasha in her grasp, and she’s prepared to let her have it. Sasha struggles, failing to block the incoming shots, completely subdued from escaping, but she’s not about to give up and let Nattie have her revenge. No, as the fists keep flying into her, Sasha once more grabs a fistful of Natalya’s blonde locks, and with all of her might flips her over with such force that Natalya flies off the roof, crashing to the cement floor.


[SASHA BANKS]
DID YOU SERIOUSLY THINK YOU HAD ME? THAT REVENGE WAS YOURS? OH HONEY, WE BOTH KNOW YOU’RE NOT CAPABLE OF ACTUALLY HURTING ME!

Brashly, Sasha staggers to her feet, rising up tall on the roof of the car, as Natalya stirs below, landing hard but off adrenaline alone, it’s not enough to keep her down either. Sasha knows this though, she knows Natalya’s too stubborn, so as she watches her slowly come to, she knows exactly what she’s going to do. She stalks her prey, ready to nullify this attempted ambush by seeing to it that Natalya’s the one left on her back, not Sasha. No, as The Boss watches and waits, she sees Natalya pulling herself up, and that’s when she shouts out “HEY LOSER, UP HERE!”  Natalya’s head looks up, and Sasha leaps off, attempting a double knee that would drive Natalya into the concrete….but instead Natalya CATCHES HER! Her knees land onto Natalya’s shoulders, and Sasha’s eyes bulge out of her skull, her jaw dropping, she screams out in astonishment mixed with fear as Natalya wastes no time maneuvering the stunned Boss around until she’s perfectly positioned for a POWERBOMB! “NO NO NO NO…” Sasha tries to reason with Natalya, and when that doesn’t work she starts to unleash closed fist shots of her own, but it’s no use...Natalya lets out a roar of anger as she rams Sasha into the side of the car bringing her down with a powerbomb….but as if that impact wasn’t brutal enough, as if it wouldn’t have left Sasha lying in agony enough to send a strong message...Natalya doesn’t let go. Sasha groans in pain as she splats against the car, but her groans quickly resume back to screams as Natalya pulls her away from the car, still locked into a powerbomb like clutch, and then with all of the force she could muster, she swings Sasha back around flinging her entire body into the car!

With so much impact behind that powerbomb merged with a swing, Sasha falls to the pavement suffering so much that the only sound leaving her is soft whimpering as she grabs her back and lies there in the fetal position. Natalya doesn’t move a muscle, she just towers over her former friend, watching her stir in pain, knowing that’s pain she inflicted upon her...and there isn’t a single hint of regret, a sign of remorse...no, that felt good, that felt so good that part of her wants to pull Sasha back up to her feet, and do it again...over and over, do it until the sounds of her screams make her forget about the screams that came from her parents when Sasha and The Bullet Club assaulted them inside her own home. She tried to not give in, to not feed into her desire to hurt Sasha the way she’s hurt her, but there’s only so much one woman can take, and there’s not a single person that could blame Natalya for what she’s done, or what she wants to continue to do. Not after what Sasha’s done, not after all the hell she’s happily brought to her former best friend. Natalya stares, not blinking at all, fighting the urges...but as she stands there in silence, as Sasha’s cries echo, Natalya starts to shake her head, and it’s clear she doesn’t think it’s enough. No, she may have powerbombed her into the side of a car, and then chucked her back into it with such force that the car has a noticeable dent in the shape of Sasha’s body but it’s not enough. Natalya bends down, starting to yank Sasha back up, and you just hear the screams get louder, out of both fright and pain, she knows now Natalya means business, and there’s nothing she can do to stop her, she’s hurt, she’s unable to defend herself, but that’s not stopping Natalya. Because her parents couldn’t defend themselves either, so why should it matter now? Why should Sasha be spared when her parents weren’t? Natalya readies to lift Sasha up, to do god knows what,when suddenly a swarm of men rush in between them, shoving Natalya away as more act as a shield for the incoming medical crew.

Natalya doesn’t resist, she throws her hands up, obliging...after all, this was just a taste of what she intends to do to Sasha, she wants things to get ugly? She can get ugly, she wants to hurt Natalya? Natalya has now proven that she’s not no problem doing the same. As the men surround Sasha and more continue to order Natalya back, The Bullet Boss is tended to by the medical team. She shows them where it hurts, cries out more as they grab at ther back, and her agony is almost music to Natalya’s ears, causing them to perk up from her screeching, and bring a smile to her face. The Anvilette kneels down, still blocked by the gentlemen between her and Sasha, but she’s lowered enough that she can see Sasha lie there, and Sasha can see Natalya gloating. With eye contact made in that moment, Natalya says “If you think that hurts, it’s nothing compared to what I am going to do to you next week, and that will be nothing compared to what I do to you the week after, and IT WILL BE NOTHING COMPARED TO WHAT I DO AFTER THAT!” With a very serious proclamation made, Natalya rises back up, and walks away, leaving us to gather one last glimpse of Sasha as she tended to, before we fade out and begin to wonder what Natalya has in store for Sasha next week.

Main Event

Elite Championship


The bell rings to start the match. The two men circle around the ring quickly, and finally lock up. Eli using his power pushes Finn back into a corner. The ref gets between the two men, and attempts to break the grapple up. Both men slowly let go as Eli is backing up slowly Finn smacks Eli across the face. A slight smirk emerges on the face of Finn Balor as he has gotten the first shot.

Eli backs up slightly then takes his hand rubs it on the side of his face where he was slapped, and looks at his hand. Finn looks confused by Eli's response thus far, and begins to walk a bit closer to get more offense, but Eli throws a hard right hand crushing to the face of Finn Balor. Finn stumbles backwards as Eli smiles right back at the current Elite Champion. As Finn rushes over the two start exchanging in a heated battle of fists back to back. Finn throws a good forearm sending Eli back peddling. Finn runs over, but Eli catches him at calf level picking him up, and runs to the nearest corner spearing him against the nearest turnbuckle. Eli shoulder thrusts Finn Balor multiple times in the corner.

It seems Finn maybe a little dazed as he comes out of the corner. Eli runs to the opposite side of the ring, bounces off the ropes, and hits a big clothesline on Finn Balor.

Finn quickly gets up, and as Eli runs at him again for another clothesline Finn ducks underneath, and hits the slingblade on Eli. Finn throws up a "Too Sweet" as he knows he is in control. He thinks it is over so he quickly makes his way up the top rope, and jumps off going for the Coup de Grâce. Eli rolls out of the way just in time, and Finn rolls through. Now that both men are on their feet the rush each other. Finn Balor goes for a clothesline, but just before it can connect Eli ducks, cause long Balor to lay out the referee. Balor looks down at the incautious man, but wastes little time knowing he still has a title to retain. He quickly turns around, just to be lifted off his feet by Eli Drake.....

{Mauro Ranallo}
Oh my! The referees as just knocked out and now Eli has Balor up for a Gravy Train!

{Corey Graves}
What a match this has been, but I believe it’s about to be all over. We’re about to have a new champion!

{Mauro Ranallo}
I wouldn’t be too sure, the referee still needs to get back up firs..... what the hell?

What the hell indeed. For the camera shows what Mauro was so confused about, as quickly every fan, and even Eli are stunned at what they are seeing. For Eli has Balor lifted up, ready to simply hit a finishing maneuver, but is focused on the man who is now upon the apron. Everyone is shocked at who it is, he has no reason to be out here.

{Mauro Ranallo}
It’s...its...

{Corey Graves}
Matt Sydal!

Corey was right. It was Matt Sydal, the newest member of the cabinet, who was standing upon the apron, face to face with Eli. Both men stand there, no words being said. The arena goes completely silent as they await to see what it is that’s going to happen. Finally the first movement is made by Sydals lips as they speak “I’m sorry”. Eli looks confused at what Sydal is talking about but before he can fully comprehend the situation four men slide under the ring behind him before they all jump onto him wailing away. Balor falls to the ground and rolls to the apron as this attack continues. The crowd is completely shocked the sight of the Cabinet decimating a man they have had no conflict with for quite some time. As they all back off Eli they are revealed to be Brock Lesnar, Virgil, Aiden English, and JBL.

{Mauro Ranallo}
Oh my god I can’t believe what is happening. This title match was ruined for no reason.

{Corey Graves}
Oh no Mauro, you best believe there is some reason this is happening to Eli.

The men surround the fallen “namer of dummies” and stalk their prey. JBL points to Aiden and pats him on the shoulder. Aiden nods obviously knowing what needs to be done. He stands behind Eli who slowly begins to stand, awaiting the perfect moment. Finally Eli makes it to his feet, but alas he is turned around and hit with a Directors Cut, planting him right back to the ground. JBL nods again patting Aiden on the shoulder before now looking towards the BEAST. Brock looks down at Eli and begins to laugh. With ease he grabs hold to him, picking him up to his feet before lifting him onto his shoulders and tossing him into the air with a devastating F-5. He agin laughs at Eli, not thinking he was even worth his time. But now, now it’s JBL’s turn. He raises his arms into the air motioning for him to be picked up, which Aiden and Virgil then do. JBL grabs hold to Eli’s face, forcing him to look at JBL before whispering something into his ear. He then slaps Eli before running back into the ropes, rebounding back, and folding Eli in half with a Clothesline From Hell. JBL gets back to his feet as all four men look at their fallen prey. But JBL isn’t done. No, he now turns his attention to his newest member. The man who joined the cause just earlier tonight. He turns his attention to the golden ticket, Matt Sydal. JBL reaches out his arm to Eli, welcoming Sydal to join them. Sydals eyes grow, not expecting to have to be a part of this, at least not to this extent. Sydal doesn’t move, which JBL doesn’t appreciate so he now points to the corner yelling “get your ass up there”. Sydal slowly makes his way to the corer and up onto the turnbuckle. He looks down at the carnage in the ring, and his fellow cabinet members, yet doesn’t jump. JBL now frustrated points at Eli now yelling “jump you son of a bitch”. Sydal now jumps, but not the way JBL was hoping. Instead he jumps back onto the apron, refusing to jump onto Eli. JBL looks at Sydal, unable to believe this. Yet he also sees the referee beginning to stir so he motions for his fellow cabinet members to retreat out of the ring. They all exit the ring as JBL grabs Sydal dragging him up the ramp, while his head hangs staring at the ground. The group makes it up the ramp and through the curtain leaving Eli, Balor, and the referee alone in the ring.

Finn Balor realizing his opportunity climbs up the top rope, and jumps off finally hitting the Coup de Grâce. He covers Eli Drake


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The show closes out to Finn Balor celebrating his title victory