XWL Redemption Supershow: 2/03/2013 - 2/10/2013

Live From – Louisville, Kentucky

Deadline Time: 5:00 PM EST

Arena for Matches: XWL Redemption
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Normal Match


Adam Cole vs. R-Truth

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Normal Match


Curt Hawkins vs. Derrick Bateman

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Normal Match


Seth Rollins vs. Wade Barrett

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Normal Match


Chris Masters vs. Matt Hardy

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Normal Match


DDP vs. The Undertaker

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Normal Match


Brian Pillman vs. Yoshi Tatsu

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Normal Match


CM Punk vs. Daniel Bryan

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Diva's Match


Mickie James vs. Natalya

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Diva's Match


Nikki Bella vs. Madison Rayne

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Diva's Match


Michelle McCool vs. Eve Torres

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Normal Match


John Cena vs. Alberto Del Rio

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Normal Match


Ezekiel Jackson vs. Shawn Michaels

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Diva's Match


Aksana vs. Maryse

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Diva's Match


Brie Bella vs. Paige

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Diva's Match


Madison Eagles vs. Mia Yim

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Diva's Match


Alicia Fox vs. Layla

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World Series Match


MVP vs. Sheamus

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World Series Match


Christian vs. Carlito

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World Series Match


William Regal vs. Antonio Cesaro

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Normal Match


Chris Jericho vs. Steve Austin

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Normal Match


Dean Ambrose vs. The Rock

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Uprising rematch Match


The Miz vs. Austin Aries

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Tag Team Match



Men of Honor vs. Motor City Machine Guns

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Main Event


Triple H vs. Joey Ryan

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XWL returns from a commercial break and The Motor City Machine Guns are seen standing backstage next to So Cal Val.



{So Cal Val}
Hey XWL! It’s So Cal Val backstage with The Motor City Machine Guns… who apparently like the smell of my hair. Anyway Alex, what brings you guys over here?

{Alex Shelley}
Now Chris Sabin and I, we’re over here for two reasons, maybe even three. For starters, Paul Heyman showed and we just couldn’t handle the smell, and secondly would couldn’t help but notice that tonight we’re set to go up against the latest of the revolving door of tag teams in this company: Men of Honor. Now what I love most about this whole thing is that XWL always seem to throw these teams at us after we go through a grueling match up only a few days before. Last month is was The Road Warriors after we went through hell in the tag team gauntlet, and now this week it’s these guys after putting away 5 guys in that tag match at Uprising. Men of Honor face five guys , hell they didn’t even have a match, but that’s okay because Chris and I are fighting champions so we’ll take on all comers. Besides, their initials are MoH, and like the video game I’m sure they’re just as bad.



{Chris Sabin}
That's an understatement, I know they just formed but I'm sure they are much, much worse. Everything that Alex has said is a fact, we have been getting throw into matches after we endured hell the night before. That's fine, we're cool with that, we're fighting champions, even though the Ersatz Tag Team Championships aren't recognized, nor are they the official tag team championships for this company, we fight for them as if they are.

{So Cal Val}
Alex! Stop smelling my hair!



{Chris Sabin}
Men of Honor is the new team on the block, you got the leader, at least in our eyes, in Dean Ambrose, this guy is a really sick person, stabbing himself with a fork, taking out people week after week, and last night, putting himself through a table just so he could hurt his opponent in Dolph Ziggler. Then you got the wild card in this group, Corey Graves, he's spent the better part of his adult life wrestling in the independents and doesn't have a penny to his name. Alex and myself were on the same boat as you, Graves, but unlike you, we took that negative and made it into a positive. It helped we actually knew how to wrestle, same can't be said for you.



{Chris Sabin}
Then we got the person we're very familiar with, the person who we have some history with, “The Phenomenal One” AJ Styles. I could go on and on about him, but I'm not going to, instead I'm just going to say that he got what he had coming back on the Monster Bash Preshow, and leave it at that.



{Alex Shelley}
Well I’ll go on and on about AJ because watching him at Uprising left a bad taste in my mouth because that wasn’t the AJ Styles that I was proud to call my friend, that wasn’t the man who I turned to when I had no one else by my side to take on the Kings of Wrestling. I don’t know who that man is, but I’ll be happy to knock some sense back into him and set him straight.



{So Cal Val}
Ok I’m going to need you two to slow down a little…

{Alex Shelley}
That’s what she said.

{So Cal Val}
Because you kind of glossed over your Elimination Tag team match at Uprising, but we want to know what’s going through your heads.



{Alex Shelley}
We didn’t go in depth because we have no clue what Sting’s agenda on and we’re not going to lose any sleep or video game time fussing over why he cost nWo their match. Maybe he was just their for the pay day and didn’t care who won, maybe he wanted to stick it Hogan or maybe, and this is the one I’ve been leaning towards… maybe he felt so bad about eliminating a man of my talent that he had to make it up the only way he knew how.



{Chris Sabin}
I fully support that theory. I don't know what was going through Sting's mind when he took out his partner with a bat, nor do I want to know. All that matters is that we came out victorious, and a win is a win. We proved that we were better than the nWo, just like we proved we were better than three teams when we survived the Tag Gauntlet last month. These so called, Men of Honor, they showed something that other teams we have faced in the past didn't, they want to be here. Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, that's up to you to decided, but they want to be here, for now. What happens when they fall to The Motor City Machine Guns later on tonight, in that ring? They'll pack their bags and leave the arena, never to be seen again, because they were bested by the greatest tag team this world has ever seen. Just like every other team before them, and we'll be back to where we started, then the cycle will repeat itself.

{So Cal Val}
So what you’re saying is that you don’t consider MoH a threat?



{Alex Shelley}
I consider them a passing fancy, because like Chris said there’s been a cycle here and I don’t expect those guys to be around much longer. So why bother feeling worried about facing them when the end result is the same? Win or lose The Machine Guns are always the last team standing and are always left twiddling are thumbs waiting for this company to deliver which means that we’ll always be the Ersatz Tag Team Champions. Regardless of what the name might imply, these belts are real to us, they mean to world to us and we’re not going to let anyone take them out of our possession without a fight. I think that’s what MoH is looking for, a fight, and we have no problems giving them one. Mind you, I firmly believe that forks are for eating and play sword fighting and not for forehead-stabbing so it may be a different kind of fight then they may have been expecting.



{Chris Sabin}
Even if they somehow manage to survive past their expiration date, they're still no threat to us. For about two months now, teams have come and gone, teams have tried to dethrone us, yet we're still the Ersatz Tag Team Champions, Men of Honor is no different. They are just going to be another team we defeat, then they will break up. That's how it goes,it's the same old story. If they wanna bring forks to this fight, we'll bring forks too, it doesn't matter, the end result will always be the same. Men of Honor, you know, I just noticed how ironic that name is, there is no honor among thieves, because that's exactly what you are. No matter what way you try to spin this, you screwed Dolph Ziggler out of his match with your leader, Dean Ambrose, last night.



{Alex Shelley}
Easy there, Chris, let’s not let them get us too ups…

Before Shelley can even finish speaking, just like that, Men of Honor, comprised of AJ Styles, Corey Graves, and Dean Ambrose, arrive on the scene, putting an end to the Motor City Machine Guns interview and begin attacking them with a barrage of fists, kicks, and anything else they can use to their advantage. Shelly and Sabin try to turn the tables in their favor, but to no avail. The numbers game works to perfection as Men of Honor throw Shelley and Sabin towards the same wall simultaneously. A thud is heard as both their bodies collide with the concrete wall. Ambrose motions to Graves and AJ, telling them to take a step back, as he lowers the knee pad on his right knee. Even though his knee isn't at 100% following his Ladder Match with Dolph Ziggler twenty four hours ago, you got to believe it's still capable of getting the job done. He begins to raise his arm and slowly shaping it into a gun, a signature trademark of Ambrose. Before he can “pull the trigger,” AJ raises his arm towards Ambrose, stopping him from landing the killing blow on The Guns. Ambrose's face says it all, unsure if AJ is still on his side or not.

All that gets put to rest when AJ begins to mouth words towards Ambrose, who gets a smirk on his face and takes a few steps back, allowing AJ to be in control of The Guns fate. He begins to stalk both men and who knows what he has in mind. Shelley is the first to rise to his feet, it quickly turns to be a mistake as AJ drops him back down to the concrete floor with a huge Superkick, almost shattering the jaw of his former tag team partner. Sabin begins showing signs of life, causing AJ to shift his attention to the other half of The Guns. He begins to set up what looks like another Superkick, but looks over towards Graves and Ambrose, who both have smirks on their faces as they know what's going to happen next.

AJ motions to Ambrose and points at Sabin, who has started to make it back to his knees, unaware that his best friend has been knocked out cold. Ambrose nods his head and raises his arm yet again. He “shoots” Sabin and runs in his direction, hitting him across his exposed skull with a sickening Knee Trembler. With the Motor City Machine Guns seemingly out of commission, is their tag match against the men that just attacked them still on, or has it been thrown out? The answer to that isn't clear in anybodies mind as Men of Honor look into the camera, content with their attacks on not only The Rock and Dolph Ziggler earlier in the evening, but also their attack on Shelley and Sabin just a few moments ago. They continue looking into the camera before walking out of view, allowing the cameraman to zoom in on the knocked out duo of Shelley and Sabin, before fading into a short commercial break.



Redemption returns from a commercial break as a short replay of what happened moments ago involving the XWL Ersatz Tag Team Champions, The Motor City Machine Guns, and the newly formed, Men of Honor, in the backstage area before the break. The looks of the members of the XWL says it all, shock and sympathy for The Guns fill their faces, unsure when they would be able to compete again.












And just like that, the theme of The Motor City Machine Guns fills the arena, sending the crowd into a frenzy, but what are they doing out here after that brutal assault at the hands of Men of Honor? Shelley and Sabin emerge from the backstage area, obviously still feeling the effects from the Superkick and Knee Trembler, respectively, and stand on the stage with their championships displayed proudly around their waists.



They raise their arms, doing their signature gun point taunt on the stage, and hold the pose for a moment before lowering their arms back down to their sides, absorbing the energy from this crowd.



Sabin wastes little time walking down the ramp, with Shelley following him close behind. Even in pain, Shelley finds the time to high five a few hands in the crowd while Sabin continues walking towards the ring with intent. Sabin quickly enters the ring and walks to the opposite end, motioning for a mic, as Shelley begins to scale the ring steps and enters the ring through the middle rope. Sabin begins to pace back and forth in the ring, waiting for the crowd noise to lower just a bit so he can speak. Many moments pass and the crowd has yet to stop cheering these men. Knowing that it's now or never, Sabin raises his mic to speak but before he can.



















An unknown theme begins to play throughout the arena, leaving the live audience in attendance unsure of how to respond. It becomes apparent who the theme belongs to the second AJ Styles and Dean Ambrose appear in the crowd, but where is the third member of the group, Corey Graves?




You've got to believe that Sabin was just about to call out Men of Honor, but they decided to invite themselves before he could. They stand in the crowd, staring a hole through the men they thought they took out just minutes ago. All four men engage in a staredown in this stalemate, that is, until Men of Honor start advancing down the steps and inch closer and closer to the ringside area.





AJ and Ambrose make it to the barricade around the ring and as the camera pans the crowd for their reactions, it shows Graves behind The Guns. All three men share a glance and hop over to the ringside area, surrounding the ring to possibly finish what they started. Sabin tosses the mic aside as the time for talking is over as both Shelley and Sabin prepare themselves for round two.




Men of Honor scale the ring apron, almost forcing The Guns to go back to back. The few moments that pass by next feel like hours as it is just the calm before the storm, and The Guns know that. Slowly but surely, Men of Honor begin to enter the ring, but before they can fully enter, Shelley goes after AJ as payback for that Superkick, and Sabin goes after Ambrose for the Knee Trembler he hit on him, leaving Graves free to enter the ring under his own will. Graves shifts his focus back and forth between AJ and Ambrose before attacking Shelley from behind. Ambrose pushes back Sabin but it only allows him to hit a running forearm on Ambrose, knocking him into the turnbuckle. Graves sees this and focuses on Sabin as AJ is in control of Shelley. Graves grabs Sabin by the back of the head, only to be hit with a spinning back kick. Meanwhile, Shelley manages to turn the tables on AJ with a swift Enziguri, dropping “The Phenomenal One” down to the mat. Sabin takes a hold of Graves' head and locks it in under his arm. He sees Ambrose making it back to his feet and runs off the ropes, with Graves' head still under his arm, kicking Ambrose across the face before dropping Graves down with a Tornado DDT.

The crowd cheers loudly at The Guns being seemingly in control. That all changes the second they take a moment to high five and turn around right into a springboard clothesline from an airborne AJ Styles. AJ connects, knocking down the Ersatz Tag Team Champions before beginning to lay in stomps to both men. Graves and Ambrose make it back to their feet and join in, stomping their fallen targets. The crowd boos heavily at this beatdown, but that doesn't seem to matter to Men of Honor. Ambrose puts a stop to the assault for a moment and begins mouthing words to AJ and Graves. They nod their heads and AJ lifts up Shelley as Graves lifts up Sabin. They drag them to either side of Ambrose, who stands firmly in the center of the ring. AJ begins to set up his finishing maneuver, The Styles Clash, as Graves lifts up Sabin into the air, setting up his finisher, the MK Ultra. Before they can hit their respective finishers...







Everybody’s attention quickly turns to the stage, the Men of Honor stare down the ramp with intent and to their surprise Davey Richards & Eddie Edwards “The American Wolves” walk out onto the stage. Both Styles and Graves dump the Machine Guns to either side whilst Ambrose continues barking orders in their ears, the Wolves are making their way down the ramp but they stop to assess the situation. Davey Richards then slides his thumb across his neck and points to Ambrose before both Wolves sprint down to the ring to try and collect their bounty. They slide in the ring fully prepared for a fight, but before they can even make it to their feet all three members of MoH casually slide out of the ring and jump over the guard rails. It appears for the time being that they do not want anything to do with the American Wolves, they make their way up the arena steps putting more and more distance between themselves and the ring.

With any danger taken care of, the Wolves turn their attention elsewhere and begin to help the Machine Guns to their feet. Both Shelley & Sabin are a little taken back when they realise they’re sharing the ring with Richards & Edwards, a little confused and cautious the Machine Guns extend their hands and The American Wolves help both men up to their feet. It seems that the MoH will not be able to do as they please, as there seems to be a little resistance party. The Wolves raise Shelley & Sabin’s arms high in the air which is met by a huge ovation from the capacity crowd. All four men then walk into the corners and scale the ropes, perched high for the World to see. Shelley climbs down from the ropes to head back into the middle of the ring and crowd go dead silent when Davey Richards turns him inside out with a sickening lariat. Shelley lies face down and motionless on the canvas, Sabin turns and realises what happened but before he has a chance to take any action Eddie Edwards grabs him and throws him out of the ring causing a disturbing thud to ring through the arena.

Shelley begins to come to, dazed and confused he struggles to even get to his knees. With all his effort, Shelley manages to push himself up to his knees. The Wolves are set to kill, they begin to circle their prey, just chomping at the bit, impatiently waiting for Shelley to get to his feet and with possibly his last ounce of strength, Shelley somehow manages to return to his feet but this achievement may not last long. As soon as both feet were planted on the floor The Wolves go in for the kill, Eddie Edwards lifts Shelley high in the air for a Powerbomb and as he brings Shelley down to slam him into the canvas, Davey jumps up and drives both knees into Shelley’s back with a Lungblower. The force of the impact bounces Shelley away from both members of the American Wolves but they don’t look to be satisfied, they’re going in for one more attack but luckily for Shelley, Chris Sabin runs in and tackles Edwards into a corner. He throws multiple strikes and forces Edwards into a seated position but the number game comes into play as Davey slams a hard kick into Sabin’s lower back putting a stop to any potential attacks. Edwards returns to his feet, Davey turns and cut throats with his thumb before climbing to the top rope. Edwards lifts Sabin onto his shoulders into an Electric Chair lift, Davey leaps from the turnbuckle and drives Sabin’s skull into the canvas with an elevated cutter.

Both of the Motor City Machine Guns lie battered and broken on the canvas, while the American Wolves stand tall in the centre of the ring. It seems they had an agenda and they’ve followed through with it, their theme once again plays through the speakers, they place one foot on both Shelley and Sabin and raise their arms high in the air, showing the World that the American Wolves are in fact at the top of the food chain.

The theme of AJ Lee hits across the arena, to a decent reaction from the live audience.



AJ Skips out from behind the curtain, and down the ramp.




She skips down past Brock Lesnar Guy, then to the ring steps. She enters the ring via the steps. She then signals for a microphone.



AJ walks back and forth in the ring, pondering what to say, before beginning to speak.



[AJ Lee]
Last week... Vickie Guerrero tried to ruin my return, she tried to take away moment... So I slapped her across the face. I don't regret what I did, she deserved it... She came out here and took away my spot in the Money In The Bank Ladder match. She took away my chance at becoming a two time Miss Money In The Bank and a Three time Divas Champion. So right now, I'm demanding that Vickie Guerrero gets down to this ring and adds me to the Money In The Bank match at Final Stand.


Vickie Guerrero then walks out from behind the curtain, microphone in hand to the displeasure of the live crowd. Vickie Walks down to the ring, gets in the ring and immediately gets in the face of AJ, before beginning to speak.


[Vickie Guerrero]
Who do you think you are?! You don't tell me what to do, I tell YOU what do do. I'm the General Manager around here, so you will start respecting that. I'm not coming down here to just add you into money in the bank, you have to earn it. And as for you slapping me last week goes, Your punishment is coming.. don't think you've gotten away with that. But since, I'm a fair and unbiased General Manager... I'm willing to give you a chance to EARN your spot in the match.

AJ then begins to walk around Vickie, whilst speaking..



[AJ Lee]
You think you're a fair and unbiased General Manager? are you kidding me? Look at what you...


AJ is then cut off by Vickie Guerrero


[Vickie Guerrero]
If i was you, I'd becarefull with what you say, You wouldn't want to talk yourself out of a shot at getting in the Money In The Bank ladder match, would you? Next week, You will get your chance in a qualifying match against....


Before Vickie can Finish her sentence, AJ is clobbered from behind by The Bella Twins!



The Bella Twins before begin to stomp on the now grounded AJ. Vickie watches on with a smile on her face, like she knew this was about to to happen. The Bella Twins continue the assault with the two on one advantage on AJ, Brie drags AJ to her feet by her hair, and slaps her across the face, flooring AJ once more. Nikki then takes her turn to drag AJ up by her hair and hits the Bella Buster! Both Bella's stand over the fallen AJ, with a sense of accomplishment across their face. Vickie then crouches down next to AJ...


[Vickie Guerrero]
Your match... Will be against Nikki Bella!... Good Luck.


Vickie then laughs at the beaten AJ, before dropping the mic and leaving the ring.



Brie raises the hand of her twin sister, in celebration over their attack on AJ Lee as Redemption fades to commercial.

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CM Punk vs. Daniel Bryan

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The bell rings and Punk's hand is raised in victory but he's clearly not interested as he rips his arm away from the referee's grasp and walks over to grab himself a microphone before sitting down in the middle of the ring.



[[Punk]]:: I’ve had a lot of time to think over the past few days and you would be amazed to find where your mind would wonder when you’re trying to think over everything you have done, when you go over every little detail in your mind. A time to reflect on things you have done and when all the anger has disappeared, this is the time when you accept what you have done or you regret every little bit of it. You’d be surprised how much perspective you can gain inside a week, I realise that I have done a lot of bad things to a lot of people. I know you have all condemned me for my actions as you see a lot of the people I have hurt as undeserving and my actions were nothing more than that of a bitter and spiteful man. You’re all entitled to your opinions but I have a question for all of you here tonight, do you think it’s time that I let go of the past and turn over a new leaf? Should CM Punk once again become the Voice of the Voiceless? That just leads me to one final question… And that is exactly how stupid are you people?



[[Punk]]:: Do you think that I would come running back to you with open arms so easily? Do you truly believe that my only grudge was against Vince and Dwayne? No, my biggest grudge of all is with you people. When Dwayne turned his back on you, I didn’t ask for you people to start cheering for me. You decided to cling onto me and adopt me as your new “People’s Champion” and then as soon as Dwayne started raising his eyebrow again you cast me into the dirt. If anything the past few months have proven that I don’t need you people, despite everything that was put in my way, despite everybody believing that it could not be done, I still stand tall and I can tell you all that you backed the wrong horse. Unlike your beloved People’s Champion I can stand on my own two feet, I am a self made man and I am not the “New and improved People’s Champion”. I am not for the people, I am CM Punk! And I am the Best in the World! I am not a man who regrets his actions, everything that I have done I have thought through, every little detail, every little action panned out exactly the way that I wanted it to and I want you all to look in my eye and you will know that I’m telling you the God’s honest truth when I say I don’t regret a single bit of it.



[[Punk]]:: You all think I’m a bad man but truth is I was beating them at their own game. It wasn’t CM Punk who introduced the dirty tactics, it was Vince McMahon who tried to break me mentally and it was Vince McMahon who hired goons to try and break me physically. How quickly we forget the past over some cheap pop here and there but I say that turn about is fair play, I played by Vince McMahon’s game and I beat him by it. I left him helpless and stranded, forced to watch whilst I beat the life out of his son all while he is mere inches from reach, from safety in Daddy’s arms. I looked into Vince’s eyes, I could see the tears rolling down his face, I could see the hatred in his eyes but most of all I could see a man who has been beat. The fight had vanished from his eyes and what was left was nothing more than a useless, past his prime pensioner that had no right being in my ring.



[[Punk]]:: Your hero’s are dead, I’ve beaten them all. Dwayne, Shane and Vince have all fallen by my hand and still each and every one of you are hoping that they will come out and put me in my place. A quick newsflash for all of dreamers out there, nobody is coming. Everybody has abandoned you, just like you all abandoned me. You have no reason to continue hoping, your prayers will never be answered as there is nobody who can stop me. I want everybody to take notice, the XWL Roster and the World to take a look what lies before you, a Wrestling machine that is Daniel Bryan, beaten at his own game and forced to submit. I want everybody to take notice, I want the XWL Roster and the entire World to look at what you see before you. Daniel Bryan represents all of your hopes, your prayers, and your dreams as they lie broken on the floor and I want you all to realise that you’re looking at the man who shattered your hopes and that you’re looking at the man who is going to take this company by force.



[[Punk]]:: Almost two years ago everybody doubted me when I said I was going to become World Heavyweight Champion, everybody seen me as some cocky punk kid who had an ego larger than his abilities and look what happened. I want you all to become familiar with the sense of déjà vu because you’re all going to witness a repeat in history, you’re all going to witness my rise to the top of this company and there is nothing that you, Dwayne, Chris Jericho, Triple H or anyone who wishes to take the claim of Champion can do about it because after everything that has happened I can’t imagine a bigger slap in the face to you, Vince or this company when you all bare witness to CM Punk once again being crowned World Heavyweight Champion. The Era of Punk is beginning, what you are all looking at is a man determined to accomplish his destiny, what you’re looking at is the future World Heavyweight Champion and more importantly than that, what you’re looking at is the Best in the World!

XWL fades out from CM Punk, into a video package of featuring CM Punk’s previous rise to success.

*Redemption returns from commercial break and as we head to the ring, Orton is already at the bottom of the ramp and instead of stepping into the ring, he steps a few steps closer before lifting up the apron as he begins to search for something underneath the ring. He pulls out the very weapon that was used against him at Uprising, a Steel Chair, before throwing it into the ring. Orton makes his way over to the steps and walks up them before stepping into the ring and picking up the chair he pull out from under the ring. He unfolds it and sets it down in the middle of the ring as he is handed a microphone. He makes his way back over to the chair and he sits down on it as he awaits for his theme and the crowd to die down.*



*Orton keeps the microphone held down as the arena begins to grow quiet and as he feels the time is right, Orton raises the microphone and begins to speak.*



[Randy Orton] Now I've never been the type of guy who likes waiting around and hoping my opponent would show, but it seems as if that is the game that Kane is wanting to play with me. Seems like we have a man who fits the look of a monster on the outside but on the inside, we have nothing more than a man who is afraid to come face to face with the man who he chose to attack yesterday at Uprising. The question remains now, why? Why won't Kane come out of the shadows to confront me? Is it because this time around I am expecting the monster to emerge from the smoke? Is it because this time I am the one with the chair at my disposal? Someone answer this for me, why? I've searched in every dark corner of this building for some time now and as time passes me by, my patience is starting to thin and let me tell you that as my patience grows thin, no one will be safe. And as I walked all around this arena, looking for that very man who attacked me, people have been asking me ridiculous things like "Do you think you can really stop Kane?" which brought a little laugh out of me because the answer is quite simple, of course I can and of course I will. It would be my pleasure to RKO Kane as many times as it would take but I would truly feel honored if given the chance to clearly kick his head off of his shoulders and into the crowd and I'm sure I'd enjoy it just as much, if not more, then all of you would.



[Randy Orton] Let's review what happened last night, I had set my sights on once again competing in the Money in the Bank ladder match but plans change as the Devil's Favorite Demon rose up from the depths of hell, only to chokeslam me back to the depths of hell in which he came. But that wasn't enough so it seems because Kane didn't wanna stop there, no, no he didn't. He wanted to inflict pain. He wanted things to stop working and blood to be cut off when he had placed the chair on my neck. I can't blame Kane for doing what he did, he wanted to prove a point and the point was prove. Sad thing is, now it's my turn to prove a point and my point is ready to be proven whether Kane likes it or not and back when I punted his head off before, I had no point to prove then really. Imagine what I could do when I had a point to be proven if only Kane was to stop lingering in the shadows.



*Randy Orton is cut off by the theme song of Kane, and he steps up from his chair. After the fire explodes on the stage, Kane does not actually make his way out. Instead, we hear his voice echoing throughout the arena.*

[Kane]
Randy! Oh, Randy!

*Orton scans the arena for Kane as his voice continues to taunt him, but he comes up short.*

[Kane]
Randy! I'm up here!

*Kane finally appears on the titantron, much to the ire of Orton.*


[Kane]
Oh, Randy, you don't listen very much, do you? I told you I wasn't going to play that game tonight. I'm saving that for next week, because I have something very special planned just for you. But first, I have to address what you just said. Are you implying that I'm a coward? ME? A COWARD? This is exactly why I have returned to this company, Randy. The fact that people can actually think I'm a coward turns my stomach. I'm a monster, Randy. A MONSTER! A MONSTER! A MONSTER! DO YOU HEAR ME? You think someone like your puny self can intimidate me? You might be a little dumber than I originally thought. You don't scare me. NOBODY can scare me. I am going to make that as clear as possible. I am the type of person that installs fear into the hearts of every living, breathing soul walking on the face of this earth. And whether or not you're "afraid" of me right now Randy, I can assure you by the time I'm done with you, you'll be checking under your bed, you'll be checkng in your closet, you'll be checking in your very own dreams that the monster isn't there, lurking in the shadows. You don't strike me as the religious kind, but you'll be PRAYING that I never find you again. I am going to break you, Randy. I am going to destroy you. I will cut the head off of the snake, of the viper. I am going to breakdown your mind and your body. But first, I'm going to start with the mind. Starting tonight!


[Kane]
You see, Randy, I'm not alone. I needed to find a way to get into your mind. I needed to find a way to get inside and destroy it from within. This was going to be a challenge, a conundrum if you will. I studied you and your past here in XWL. There had to be someway to get into that Fort Knox of a head you got there. I just couldn't find it. You have no emotion! Your blood runs cold like ice! You heart is made of ice! All things we have in common, by the way. *Kane chuckles to himself before going.* Then, it hit me. I saw the clip of where Wade Barrett, you're very good friend, slammed Cowboy Bob Orton's head with a door. Ah, yes! Good old Daddy Orton. When I saw that clip I knew exactly how to get into your mind and bring you to your knees. The key to your mind was you father! So, basically, let me keep this story short and sweet. I took a trip down to Kansas City and I payed a visit to Cowboy Bob. I offered Bob to go onto a trip with me. He was being a little stubborn, though, Randy. He didn't want to go on my trip. I mean, who can blame him? It's a trip to Hell after all. The only two people I can think of who'd want to go to Hell are you and me, Randy. Yet, I thought I could still open your father's mind to the trip, so I took him anyway!


[Kane]
Our trip isn't for another week, Randy, so there's still hope for your dear father. But you're going to have to save him. You're going to need to venture into my territory. My backyard. My home! HELL! Now, I'm not going to make this easy on you by any means. You'll have to find him all on your own. I truly hope you enjoy the next week of your life. Because I know this is going to be the only thing racing through that mind of yours. You'll be asking yourself questions like where is he? Do I have enough time? Can I find him? Can I save him? Can I defeat Kane? I'll take a load off for you right now and answer these question for you, I'm in a generous mood. Hell, no, no, no, and no! I can't wait for this, Randy! I haven't been this excited about something in such a long time. I'm going to enjoy seeing you fighting so hard, so desperately. Using everything you got to get to the end, to get to your father. Only to fail at the very last moment and come up short. I'm going to enjoy watching you try. I'm going to enjoy watching you fail. I'm going to enjoy watching you fall. Most importantly, I'm going to enjoy finishing you off myself! Now, I just have a question for Bob.

*Kane's camera zooms out to show "Cowboy" Bob Orton tied up in a mysterious room. Kane smiles as he pulls out a match and lights, showing to Bob up close and personal.*

[Kane]
How do you like fire, Cowboy?

*Back in the arena, Randy Orton is shown bolting from the ring and heading backstage, going after Kane and his father.*

[Kane]
Better come quick, Randy! The clock is ticking! Ha ha ha ha ha!

*Kane continues to laugh at his own sick game as Redemption fades out to a commercial break.*

Michael Cole
Here we are folks! The number one contender for the Intercontinental Championship! The most must see superstar in the whole of wrestling history! The Miz!

Jerry 'The King' Lawler
Don't get ahead of yourself Cole. He still has to beat Austin Aries to earn that honor, and I wouldn't be so confident after watching them both go at it last night!

Michael Cole
Oh please King, the Miz is unbeaten since November holding an impressive 5 straight matches without being pinned or submitted.

Jerry 'The King' Lawler
He lost last night Cole! You can't call him undefeated.

Michael Cole
I said without being pinned or submitted! That means he hasn't lost! Quit being an idiot King and do your job.

The Miz bounces out from behing the curtain, usually a confident superstar anyway it's easy to spot an extra spring in his step as he cockly smirks walking out.



Jim Ross
Well ladies and gents tonight we are in for quite a treat. As announced early from our general manager Vickie Gurrerro this Uprising rematch is now made to be a numbers one contenders match for the Intercontinental Championship earning a spot against John Morrison at Final Stand.

Michael Cole
And I can't wait to see that gold around the Miz's waist in just under 6 weeks time!

Jerry 'The King' Lawer
Oh please restrain yourself Cole! If your head was any further up the Miz's backside you would be able to describe his intestines for me!

As the Miz continues to strut down the ramp a closer camera picks up a cocky grin from what could look like an overly cocky Miz much to the dismay of the audience who immediately begin to boo as negativity circles the atmosphere. This being said it just seems to make the god awful grin even bigger and an extra bounce in the Miz's step.



Jim Ross
He looks confident tonight, but maybe a little too confident, only time will tell when these two huge superstars collide in what will be an entertaining match to say the least.

Jerry 'The King' Lawler
You hit the nail on the head there JR, the Miz looks a bit overly confident and somebody as dangerous as Austin Aries he could capitalize on that in an instance.

Michael Cole
Will you two listen for once and just open your eyes! This man has been on one of the biggest roles in his career after loosing his chance at the World Heavyweight Championship. Now, he has a reason to be confident and I can tell you all now he will show you all tonight just why he can afford to be so confident.

The Miz has now made his way into the ring as he does his signature taunt in the center of the ring tapping the floor with both hands raising them above his head slowly smiling to the camera just as his theme ends and he removes his t-shirt and begins to stretch off his arms and shoulders in the corner of the ring.



Austin Aries' entrane music is met with a mix of cheers and jeers from the crowd as he enters the arena, a plain black cape tied around his neck and his arms raised upwards as he soaks in the reaction and struts his way down to the ring.



Aries stop and pauses at the ramp to taunt Miz who is already waiting in the ring for him, he smirks and makes his way to the ring apron furthest away from Miz. Aries grabs a handfull of the bottom rope and rolls himself onto the apron where he strikes a cocky pose, he then grabs hold of the top rope, hoists himself up and enters the ring, he turns around and raises his arms once more, walking a circle around the Miz before walking over to his corner and leaning against the turnbuckle awaiting for the bell to ring.




Before XWL's head official, Red O'Brien, can signal for the bell, the theme of a familar superstar begins to play. . .



The theme of the Intercontinental Champion begins to play and out he comes, but for what reason?

[Jim Ross]: John Morrison?!? But what is he doing out here?

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]: Last time we checked, he certainly wasn't booked for action.

[Michael Cole]: What is this buffoon doing out here? And who the heck gave him a microphone?

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]: I'm guessing we'll find out in a just a second when he makes his way down to the ring.

[Jim Ross]: Is he going to be joining us at the commentary table? It's highly likely, we've already seen the likes of Kaitlyn scout out her own competition for Final Stand, I wouldn't blame John Morrison.

John Morrison has skipped his occasional routine of posing in slow-mo and quickly gets to talking, the fans are all anticipating what he has to say.



[John Morrison]: Woah there, don't you ring the bell just yet, I've got a couple things to say. First, I'd like to say, that we've got a hot crowd right here in Louisville, Kentucky, what a wonderful, wonderful reception, I try my best, what can I say? So on to business, last week, at Uprising, I faced my first roadblock as Intercontinental Champion and his name was Christian. Christian put me through hell, he brought Melina into this feud, he attacked her, he degraded her, all for what? A title match. I gave in to the match and look where I am now, still your Intercontinental Champion. After that match, which happened to be a Two Out Of Three Falls Match, I had an interview with Josh Matthews, and it made me think, I'll be heading into Final Stand as the Intercontinental Champion and I'll certainly be defending my title on the grandest stage of them all, but against who? Here I am, standing before my two potential contenders, The Miz and Austin Aries.

John Morrison stops speaking for a brief moment and enters the ring where he is much closer to each man.



[John Morrison]: I stand before you two and the question that's been puzzling me is "Which man deserves the opportunity more"? Austin Aries, the man who has just returned a couple of weeks ago and has been makng an impact or The Miz, the man who has been quite impressive after his loss against Chris Jericho, the man that beat me just a couple of weeks ago? And you know, I'm not sure who I'll be rooting for but I do know this, I want the fairest contest as possible so I took into my hands to pull a few strings for the two of you.

The Miz and Austin Aries face turn clueless as they really don't have the slightest idea as to what John Morrison means.



[John Morrison]: I can assure you that we here at XWL have some of the best indiviuals, after all, we are the top company. No doubt I feel the same way but I was thinking, what if I could be the official for this match? What if I could decide straight down the line who could be the next contender for my title? And that's exactly what I did. I pulled some strings and as of right now, just for this match Red, I'll be taking over yout duties, I'll be the special referee for this match. Great idea huh? I had to pull a lot of strings. I got Vickie's approval, but if her approval isn't enough, let's ask the fans.

The crowd begins to erupt in cheers and it looks like we're going to get this show on the road. John Morrison ask the referee to hand over his referee shirt and John Morrison puts it on and rings the bell.

[Jim Ross]: John Morrison, the special referee for this #1 contender's match up?

[Michael Cole]: I like Vickie, but how could she make such a dumb decision? You've got to be kidding me.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]: This will certianly cause some controversy for The Miz and Austin Aries.



[Jim Ross]: Bah Gawd! He just put both of their bodies on the line with that vicious superplex to the outside.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]: This isn't looking good for either man at the moment, Aries is down and Miz is certainly down too.

[Michael Cole]: These men are putting on an instant classic but I think they forgot the point of this match is to actually win to receive the title shot.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]: By the looks of it, John Morrison is going to start the count, he has no choice but to.

And with that John Morrison begins the count as everyone is wondering which man will get up 1st.

1!

Still no movement from either The Miz or Austin Aries.

2!

3!

Both men have still shown no signs of life.

4!

5!

John Morrison is now half way to the count of 10 and both men are knocked out, what will it mean if both men get counted out? Who could be the next contender?

6!

7!

Morrison is up to the count of 7, yet no man has moved and this could be the consequences for putting their bodies on the line for one match, neither man might get the title shot.

8!

9!

Just one more count and this match could be over, Morrison could count both men out and just leave the ring without a clear winner. Right as Morrison goes to count the 10, he stops midway. He looks around at the crowd, listening to their reaction, before making his way to the outside. Morrison, with a bit of struggle, first picks up The Miz, to an almost mixed reaction as the fans aren't exactly sure what Morrison is doing. Morrison then picks Austin Aries up and rolls him into the ring, both men still unconcious as it seems. The crowd cheers for Morrison and right before he gets back in the ring, Morrison asks for a microphone.



[John Morrison]: Kentucky, boy do we have a match for the ages. Now, I came out here because I wanted to officiate the match, I wanted to make sure the best man won the match, whether it be The Miz or Austin Aries. Throughout this match, I've been targeted by The Miz and Austin Aries for no apparent reason, I am the official, I only wanted to call it down the middle. Now I was hoping that after that huge Superplex to the outside that one man would pull through and successfully defeat the other, but it appears that I hoped for something that wouldn't have happened. I counted up to a point of 9 and at that point, I knew there would be no winner, however, I brought them both back into the ring to ensure that tonight, one man walks out this ring as a winner. Since neither man would've one, why don't I show them how real winners do it? Who's ready for some Starship Pain?

[Michael Cole]: WHAT?!?

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]: I'm ready for Starship Pain!

[Michael Cole]: How could you be agreeing with him, Morrison stopped the ending of this match so he could end it himself, what hypocrisy.

John Morrison puts the microphone down and walks over to his fallen potential contenders. Morrison drags The Miz over to the turnbuckle and turns him on his back. The Intercontinental Champion then takes Austin Aries and drags him all the way over to the Miz and places him on top of the Miz. Morrison then steps over the two men and places his hands on the ring ropes, this situation looks all too familiar, Morrison is going for the Starship Pain! The fans cheer in approval, they wanted to see the ending of this match and that's what Morrison is going to provide them with. Morrison looks back before he jumps up and hits the Starship Pain on Austin Aries and The Miz. JoMo pushes Aries over and covers the two of them at the same time with his body, could John Morrison leave as the winner of this match? Morrison counts for himself very slowly.

1!



2!



3!



[Michael Cole]:I can't believe what I just saw, this injustice. Morrison could've counted both men out but didn't. Instead, he wanted to feed his ego by pinning both men.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler]: Can you blame him? After countless attacks aimed at him, Morrison ended the match himself, plus there is no rule against it.

[Jim Ross]: I won't agree with Morrison's decision but I will say that Morrison did save a good match from being ended and that controversy at the end will leave people talking.

[Michael Cole]: I think I'm the only one here with a working brain, someone help me.

Morrison rolls out of the ring and goes to get his Intercontinental Championship. He gets back in the ring and raises it up high as The Miz and Austin Aries gain conciousness and look on. The cameras fade into the next segment.

*Redemption returns from a commercial break as an image flashes across the screen. It fades after a few moments as a video begins to play on the Titantron. It shows Dean Ambrose, the apparent leader of this new faction known as Men of Honor, sitting on a chair, staring into the camera intently. The look on his face says it all, almost as if he's not satisfied with not only attacking The Rock and Dolph Ziggler, but also The Motor City Machine Guns, not once but twice. As intimidating as Ambrose is just sitting there, the viewers eye is most likely drawn towards the seemingly knocked out man at Ambrose's feet, who may seem familiar to many people as it is Ambrose's former tag team partner and friend, Sami Callihan. The ear-piercing silence that fills the room is quickly broken when Ambrose begins to speak.*



{Dean Ambrose}
Some people never learn do they? Even when I am the sole owner of this little bounty that Dolph Ziggler put over my head, even when you take down the same man repeatedly, people are still after me. That's a fact of life, people will do anything within their power to make my life a living hell, but there's nothing they can do to me that hasn't already been done to me. Sami Callihan once again lies at my feet, poor bastard will never understand that I am his superior, and I am destined to always stand triumphantly over him.



{Dean Ambrose}
You go into a match, expecting it to go a certain way, then almost out of nowhere, the lights go out and the nine men who attacked you in the month leading to this match, in hopes of claiming an unattainable bounty, show up and beat you down. That's fine, I'm cool with that, I've been there before, and I sure as hell will be in that situation again. What slightly baffles me is how two men, who I've never come in contact with at any point in my dark past, would be so willing to fight at my side, no matter how much the odds are stacked against me.



{Dean Ambrose}
The last time someone showed that much loyalty was when I used to roll with Sami Callihan. Sami Callihan... a name that was once synonymous with the name Dean Ambrose, has now been reduced to nothing but a guy who's now a shell of his former self. That's besides the point, Sami and myself, The Switchblade Conspiracy, ran the independent scene. Every company we've been in, we burned it to the ground and pissed on its ashes. Where one of us was, the other wasn't too far behind. It got to the point where companies wouldn't hire us together, it was either one or the other.



{Dean Ambrose}
For a while, it was cool, you know, but as time progressed, things slowly reached its breaking point. You have to understand that in this sport, if you're not in that ring, you're not getting paid, and if you're not getting paid, something has to give. I've said in the past that I don't care about money, and while that's an undeniable fact, sometimes, you need it to pay the bills. It's obvious where this story is headed, but I'll tell you anyways.



{Dean Ambrose}
Fast forwards a few months, I found out that my dear old pal had been taking bookings in various companies, while I was doing what I had to do to survive in this world. Whether I had to jump people from behind and steal their wallets, or break into houses to steal anything they had of any value, I did it to survive another day. Sami, on the other hand, felt differently, he was starting to lose his edge, while I, I was getting stronger, smarter, and faster with each passing day.



{Dean Ambrose}
So when I found out that he was making money in the ring, while I was out in the streets doing what I had to do to make a bit of cash, I decided to pay him a little visit. He was in the Main Event for the card that night, in some small time promotion that probably folded shortly after that night, and I jumped that poor excuse for a guard rail and attacked him with my trusty lead pipe. I left him in a bloody and barely recognizable mess, then I walked out and left him to lie in his self pity. And that would be the final time that I would see Sami, or so I thought.

*With that said, Ambrose rises from his seat and begins to walk towards the camera, almost as if to talk to the people in the arena directly.*



{Dean Ambrose}
Skip ahead to November To Remember of last year, the Switchblades were back and in full effect. Sami was once again the Callihan Death Machine I called a brother. Everybody knows how that ended up, I struck him with a lead pipe and put him down. It was just a charade, a hoax, a trick, I was played and I took him out. That leads me to last night, Sami once again tried to stand in my spotlight and he paid the price. He wasn't the only man from my sick and twisted past that showed up, every single person who tried to claim the bounty that is now in my possession attacked at once. The signs of unity they showed were for nothing and they were easily disposed of by AJ Styles and Corey Graves.



{Dean Ambrose}
A quarter million dollars doesn't go nine ways, at some point they were bound to turn on each other, it was just a matter of time. AJ and Graves didn't let it get to that point and instead just flat out destroyed them all. I wasn't sure how to react at first, because like I said, I don't trust anybody, but after hearing their story of the struggle they had, it reminded me of when I had to go through that and I could relate to how they felt.



{Dean Ambrose}
I was on the same boat as they were, that's no secret, but when you have a man that's at the caliber of AJ Styles and you just fire him without a warning or a reason, that's just wrong, that's an injustice caused by this company. Then when you don't give an opportunity, let alone a contract, to a guy like Corey Graves, who is easily the future of this business, the future doesn't look too bright now, does it? I'm no stranger to getting fired from this company, I remember when Evan Bourne dropped me on my head and put me in a hospital bed. You know what the first thing I got from this company was? It wasn't a get well soon card, it wasn't flowers, it wasn't balloons, it was a damn pink slip. Is that how this company operates? Is that how you're supposed to treat your employees?



{Dean Ambrose}
I have been gifted god given talents made for this sport, just like AJ Styles has, just like Corey Graves has, and people like us need to stick together. We exist on a higher plane, and while everybody is on the same level with one another, the three of us are in a league of our own. You can't compare Corey Graves to a guy like Chris Sabin , you can't compare AJ Styles to a guy like Alex Shelley, and you sure as hell can't compare Dean Ambrose to Dolph Ziggler, it's just not possible.



{Dean Ambrose}
Ziggler, I basically gave you the advantage going into our match last night and you still couldn't get the job done. I gave you everything you needed to win, and you couldn't pull it off. I told you everything you needed to know about me and you fell short. Goes to show what kind of guy you are. My back was to the wall last night, and like I said, I'm a clutch performer, I get the job done when I need to, you, on the other hand, choked. How does that feel, Ziggler, how does it feel knowing that you have a loss to me hanging over your head? That's exactly how I felt when Sami Callihan stabbed my skull in with a fork at X-treme X-mas and screwed me out of tasting your blood.



{Dean Ambrose}
Earlier tonight, Men of Honor sent a message to Dolph Ziggler, we sent a message to The Rock, we sent a message to the Motor City Machine Guns, we put the entire locker room on notice, we showed them that we're not to be messed with because we don't care what we have to do to show people that we mean business. We don't care how many people hate us, we thrive on the hate and we thrive on the pain.



{Dean Ambrose}
Before I can move forward on my conquest to take over this god forsaken company and ultimately this entire planet, I must first rid myself of any person that dares to appose me, any person that dares to appose Men of Honor, and the only person that I could think of that fits the bill is you, Ziggler. I see everything that goes on around me, I hear everything that is said by these so called “superstars,” so when you said that you were in this Money in the Bank Ladder Match in a few weeks, yeah, I heard you, loud and clear.



{Dean Ambrose}
I also heard you spew your twisted lies about AJ Styles and Corey Graves, but what I didn't hear was you talk about your good pal, Dean Ambrose. Why is that, Ziggler? Are you afraid that you'll relive the hell you went through last night? Do you fear that you'll re-experience the pain you felt last night? Have I finally shut the Showoff up once and for all? I have some things that I want to say to you but I'd rather say them directly to your face, instead of into a camera because I'm not a coward like you.

*With that said, Ambrose walks back the cameraman and out of view. A door is heard closing behind the cameraman, who zooms in on a semi conscious Sami Callihan, before the video fades to black.*

World Series Match


William Regal vs. Antonio Cesaro

Just as quickly as we return from a commercial break a strange ka-ching sound echos throughout the arena, but then suddenly it's blown away by a shotgun sound and a theme we've never heard before hit's the P.A as the titantron lights up the fans pop in a big way as they realize who it is!




The cameras cut to the stage just in time to see Ted DiBiase jump out from behind the curtain with a bright smile on his face, the cheers get even louder. He's got a pep in his step like never before, even as World Heavyweight Champion he never looked this enthusiastic just to make his entrance. But being fired has changed him in many ways and it's clear now that he's finally ended this long struggle to get his job back, that he sees thing in a whole new perspective. He skips a few steps then stops as he looks out into the audience, signs in support of him finally succeeding in his quest to be back are held high, and the look on his face just says how glad he is to be back and to have this view again.



{Lillian Garcia}
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome back, Ted DiBiase!

{JR}
There he is ladies and gentlemen, the man that finally got his job back last night after three months of Vickie Guerrero and Shawn Michaels doing everything they could to prevent just that.

{King}
The fact that Ted still was able to pull off the victory despite the briefcase containing the contract being raised up out of his reach just speaks volumes about how unbelievable his victory is. They thought they had Ted right where they wanted him, but while they planned to screw him, they didn't plan on him risking it all just to get that contract.

{Michael Cole}
Will you stop making up such vicious lies about those two lovely people? The briefcase wasn't lifted up, maybe there was a draft in the arena, maybe it blew up, but no one tried to raise it up, this isn't some conspiracy to keep him out of a job.

{King}
So that'll explain Shawn yelling out, clear as day, "Vickie lower it!"

{Michael Cole}
You're just hearing things now, he said nothing of the sort.

{JR}
Right now last night does not matter, Ted finally did it, he's officially back in XWL, and I've just gotta say well done son.


After taking it all in, Ted jumps up shaking his arms out and shouts "I'm back baby!" before proceeding to skip down the ramp high fiving every single fan within reach, they never stopped believing in him and he's never gonna stop showing them how much that means to him.



{Michael Cole}
Oh yeah he seems to be so much different after going through such a "traumatic" experience....Same old Ted, same old tired love me fans mentality, I bet he's going to crack a million terrible jokes when he gets to that ring, and you people actually thought he changed...just such a waste of a roster spot. I can't believe Vickie had to give him a contract.

{JR}
I think you're looking too much into things, Cole. He's a man that loves the fans, he's going to interact with them, he just won an insane match last night, of course he's in a great mood.

{King}
Even though he's jumping up and down like a kid on candy, you can just see he's different. Besides I had the chance to speak with him earlier today and while he was overjoyed that he's finally back, he seemed more reserved and focused.

Ted's skipping comes to an end as he reaches the end of the ramp, points to a "Welcome back Ted!" banner held by some fans in the corner with a smile, then jumps up knee first onto the apron as he usually does before stepping into the ring. He quickly runs past Lillian Garcia leaping onto the second rope in the corner and throws both fists out widely clearly pumped to be out here.




A second later he jumps back down to the mat, walks over to Lillian Garica holding his hand out, she smiles back then hands over her microphone to which Ted bows his head at her thanking her. She turns to exit the ring but he stops her, places his foot on the bottom rope, and wraps his hand around the top rope pulling it up like a true gentleman for her to exit through. Once she's out of the ring he takes a few steps further into the middle area of the ring and just stands there looking out into a crowd full of his screaming fans.



He remains there just enjoying the moment, and it gets even better when a very loud "Welcome back!" chant breaks out just a few short seconds later.

{JR}
You can just see the fire in his eyes, this moment right now means everything to him, and he's earned it.

{Michael Cole}
Earned it? HE CHEATED!

{King}
I know I'm going to regret this, but how exactly did he cheat?

{Michael Cole}
The rules state you have to climb the ladder and retrieve the case, not hang from it like a baboon swinging on vines! He broke the rules and therefor he should have his win revoked and the contract that came with it.

{King}
I knew I'd regret it, and yet I still asked.



{Ted DiBiase}
Forgive me for being a little cheesy, but it's good to be back!


A cheery response from the fans stops him from continuing until it dies back down and he raises the microphone back up.



{Ted DiBiase}
Last night was the end all be all, the conclusion of a story I plan to bottle up, throw away the mental key, and toss it as far as the eye can see. For over five months I was cast out of this company, I was insulted both verbally and intellectually. See I was told there was no place in XWL for me anymore, that I had overstayed my welcome, that it was time others had the chance I had apparently "blown." But you see, chances come and go, just like the many signings over the course of my time away. Hell, some even came back as much as three times, yet I couldn't come back once? Was I really that bad? Was I really asking too much just to be treated like everybody else? I'm not here to badmouth anyone, but if a nobody can get a million chances, yet a guy that's been here for the long haul, can't....then what does that say about the company? What does that say about it's mindset? Am I knocking the talented people that have had a chance and for whatever reason it's just not worked out? Not at all.



{Ted DiBiase}
I am however questioning the dedication of the ones that just step through a never ending revolving door into this company. If you're not here to be the best, then you're wasting everyone's time, and a chance that someone else would do everything to have. I speak from experience, I showed up here for three months without a contract, paying for every single trip out of my own pocket, getting tossed out on my ass nightly, and all because I wanted that chance that everyone else seems to be able to get, no matter what they do with it. Yet a guy that worked his tail off for years to become the World Heavyweight Champion, when EVERYONE with a big mouth always told him it was nothing more than a pipe dream, can't. They'd say, it ain't never gonna happen, might as well give up kid because you're out of your mind. But they're the ones that were left either speechless, or bitching at the screen when I raised that title above my head, and had achieved everything they said wasn't possible.





{Ted DiBiase}
I've always been the joke of every situation I find myself in, but the real humor in that wasn't me, it was the priceless looks on the faces of those that wrote me off from the get go. Need I mention The Undertaker? My first true test, I remember it just like it was yesterday....I was naive, a bit stupid minded, but I hadn't seen the dark side of this business at the time, so I was just living in the moment, enjoying every single second....and then there it was, I'm in the middle of addressing my fans, and the gong hits...The Undertaker comes out, steps in the ring, tells me to be gone, and starts to talking like I'm not even there! Because of how I handled that night, I was seen as someone that couldn't be taken seriously, even in his most serious moments. Sure I won the war with The Phenom, but I dug my own grave for my reputation in the process. When one goes toe to toe with The Undertaker, one does not crack a joke, one does not do silly tricks to get in his head, that's his thing, not mine...but that was my problem, I was too much of a fan, that I didn't walk like a superstar. I was too busy reliving my boyhood glee, that I wasn't carrying myself, like a man.





{Ted DiBiase}
Believe me I've heard the comments throughout the years, but they always went in one ear, and out the other. I never truly listened to anything anyone said, because I thought I knew it all. I thought, you know what? I'm me, and if no one else likes it? They can kiss my ass! But, as I've grown to learn, that attitude while right, was wrong. I might enjoy games in my spare time, I may like cracking terrible jokes, but when you do that all the time? You gain a reputation no one ever wants to have. You may like to joke, but you NEVER want to become "the joke." Sad to say, that's exactly what I became. No one took me seriously no matter what I did, I may have hung with the best of them, but my lack of intensity and I guess you could say, balls...really screwed me over.




{Ted DiBiase}
Which brings me to right here and right now, hot off my big victory against the master of the Ladder match himself, freshly signed to a contract, and ready to take on whoever, whenever, HOWEVER! The time for making jokes is over, and the time for making a true impact in XWL, starts now.

Then as DiBiase finishes his sentence, a famillar shrieking is heard as General Manager Vickie Guerrero walks out onto the stage with a microphone in her hands



{Vickie Guerrero}
EXCUSE ME!

The crowd boo loudly as Guerrero continues to shriek

{Vickie Guerrero}
I said EXCUSE ME!

The booing persists as Vickie continues to talk, addressing Ted DiBiase

{Vickie Guerrero}
I'm sorry to interupt your little party Ted, but I had to come out here to witness this first hand. I really can't believe it, who would of thought Ted DiBiase would of been able to beat Shawn Michaels in a ladder match? It looks like I really under estimated you Ted. Congratulations, Ted enjoy this while it lasts, it's just a shame though this could of been so much more. This is your re-enstatement party isn't it Ted? There should be balloons coming down from the ceiling, some music, maybe even bring some of your fans in the ring and make this the offical return of the DiBiase Posse Parties? You're a man of the people Ted, why don't you give them what they want?



{Vickie Guerrero}
This is a night worth celebrating, you beat the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels in a LADDER match, not just anyone can say that. But you can, and you overcame the odds, even though they were greatly staked against you. You even over came me and whoever kept raising the contract just out of your reach. You should be proud of that Ted, this should be a huge party. After months and months of close calls you've finally beat me, and you've finally beat Shawn Michaels, that's a huge achievement for you Ted, and your celebration should be one to match that. It's so unlike you Ted, this could of been so much more, today is officially your first day back in XWL, although you haven't really been gone have you?.. But then again you haven't really came back either...

Vickie Guerrero laughs on the stage as the crowd boo her, then the cameras cut to Ted in the ring looking confused at Vickie's statement

{Vickie Guerrero}
That's right Ted, you may of won A contract, but it wasn't an XWL contract.

{JR}
Oh I don't like the sound of this...

{Michael Cole}
Speak for yourself, I think I love it!

She pulls the contract out of her pocket and shows it up for all to see

{Vickie Guerrero}
See Ted the details are in the fine print, and this contract, well there's a lot of fine print to read, and look at this here's your signature on this contract right here. And right here is the fine print.



Guerrero opens the contract up and starts to read it out loud through the microphone

{Vickie Guerrero}
And here's what it says, I, Vickie Guerrero of Xtreme Wrestling League, Inc, am employing you, Theodore Marvin DiBiase, Jr of your address to a personnal services contract. And then it goes into specific detail through these pages on your job roles and not in any of these pages does it state you are an XWL Superstar.

{King}
You can't be serious!

Vickie puts the contract away as she continues speaking

{Vickie Guerrero}
That's right Ted, you did win a contract last week, but it was a personnal services contract, not an XWL Superstar contract, and with your signature on this there's not a thing you can do about it.

{JR}
A personal services contract?!

As the crowd continue to boo Vickie, she smirks knowing that she's once again got the better of DiBiase

{Vickie Guerrero}
See Ted, what that means is even though you won last week, you're still a loser just like you always have been, and it means you are still NOT back in XWL and you never will be. You are now my personnal assistant, that means I call the shots. When I say jump, you don't ask how high, you just do it. When I want a cup of coffee, you get me a cup of coffee, I'm the boss and you're the employee, it's black and white, no grey area about it.

As she's glowing on the stage, very proud of once again sticking it to Ted just as he thought it was all over, we cut over to an angry DiBiase staring down at the mat, turning redder and redder by the second.

{Vickie Guerrero}
What's wrong, Ted? Isn't this what you wanted? You wanted "a contract", and that's exactly what I gave you.

Ted looks back up and straight at Vickie, he risked it all just to pull down a contract to be Vickie's own personal bitch? Is that really what he got for fighting so hard? A contract just to do whatever Vickie wants him to?

{Vickie Guerrero}
It's not polite to not say thank you when you're given exactly what you asked for.

He glares at her, then slowly his microphone raises back up.


{Ted DiBiase}
Thank you? You expect me to say thank you? THANK YOU?!

{Vickie Guerrero}
There was that so hard?

{Ted DiBiase}
I'm not playing games Vickie, that's not the contract I signed, I signed on to be an XWL superstar, not somebodies lapdog!

{Vickie Guerrero}
But this is the contract signed, maybe you should have read it more clearly, I'm sorry for the confusion, but I never had any intention of hiring you back as an XWL superstar, that's just a dream you should bury away forever. But I can however always use a little extra help, and so I graciously gave you this once in a lifetime opportunity to work for me, not XWL.

{Ted DiBiase}
Who the hell would wanna work for you?! Why would I go through the last three months of pure unrelenting hell just to be somebodies assistant?!

{Vickie Guerrero}
I'm not here to argue with you, I'm here to inform you that any acts of treason under this contract will not be tolerated. You're here to work for me, to do whatever I need you to, no matter the time, no matter what, anything I say, you do, understand?

{Ted DiBiase}
No! I don't have to listen to you! This is bulls-

{Vickie Guerrero}
But that's where you're wrong...see should you violate the terms of this contract, I'll be forced to take legal action against you. You signed the contract, you chose to not read it carefully, and if you don't abide to what you've signed? You'll be lucky to live in a cardboard box when I'm finished with you! So what's it gonna be Ted, are you going to be a good boy, or are you going to throw your entire life away just because of your foolish pride?

The fans are livid, and while Ted's quite possibly more frustrated than he has been in the last five months...he's trapped in a legal web that would destroy his entire life, forget the last five months, it could possibly get worse than it's been? Is it really worth it to defy what he unknowingly signed?

{Vickie Guerrero}
Now do as I say, and exit that ring. You don't belong in there, the only people that go in that ring are wrestlers, announcers, and referees, neither of which you are.

{Ted DiBiase}
You can't...

{Vickie Guerrero}
But I have...and now you will, OR ELSE!

He suddenly punches the air in a release of his infinite rage, then throws the microphone across the ring before exiting the ring just as she told him to.

{Vickie Guerrero}
A wise decision Mr. DiBiase. Now report to my office and wait for me there for further instruction, welcome aboard the the team Ted, you have no idea how much I and Shawn look forward to having you under my jurisdiction.

Again he's extremely hesitant, but what else can he do now? He's defeated, furious, and disappointed, he thought it was all over, but Vickie had other plans. His eyes remain looking at the floor, he's not proud of this moment at all, but what else can he do? So he walks up the ramp as instructed, stops as he reaches Vickie, looks at her almost laughing at him, then as she points to the curtain, his head lowers again and he leaves a snickering Vickie Guerrero on the stage, extremely proud of what she's done.

{JR}
I'm speechless...how can someone be so deceptive?

{Michael Cole}
Deceptive? She gave him a job in this rough economy, he should grateful!

{King}
Even you have to realize how ridiculous this is, he was obviously after an XWL contract, not one with Vickie personally!

{JR}
There's nothing he can do either, she's had this planned all along and now it's all falling into place just as she wanted...he damn near risked his life just for that contract, how in the hell can she sleep at night?!

{Michael Cole}
I'm getting sick and tired of you badmouthing this wonderful woman, she did more than she had to for Ted, he signed the contract, now he's got to stand by that like the "man" he claims he is and see it through. Besides working for Vickie would be great, she's kind, funny, hell working for her would be like not working at all!

{King}
If you actually think Ted's not going to be put through her own twisted form of hell under her power then you're even more delusional than we thought.

World Series Match


Christian vs. Carlito

Joey Ryan’s theme hits the P.A and the crowd begin to boo the sleazy one himself. Joey jumps out onto the stage and spins around before slowly pulling out some baby oil from his trunks and rubbing it all over his chest. The crowd look disgusted but Joey is smiling as he slowly rubs it in. When he is done he throws the bottle into the crowd and makes his way down the ramp. As he gets to the bottom he goes around to the side of the ring and jumps on the apron. He sticks his leg up on the second rope and stretches out to the fans at the side of the ring. They do not look amused and begin to boo and shout “Joey sucks” as he just smiles and heads into the ring. Joey takes off his scarf and begins to bounce on his feet in the ring as he prepares for his return match against the man who ended his World Heavyweight title run, Triple H.



The theme for The Game blasts around the arena and the fans are up on their feet for HHH! The camera shows Joey just staring at the stage, completely focused and waiting for Triple H to come out. Moments pass and still no sign of Triple H as the theme slowly begins to die down and come to an end. Joey looks around confused and expecting Triple H to make a sneak attack but he still hasn’t made an appearance. Joey goes over and asks the ref and is arguing with the referee before suddenly…



Triple H’s theme hits once more and Joey instantly goes towards the ropes and is shouting for Triple H to come down. He is all hyped up for a fight and this is just frustrating. Suddenly everyone turns to Michael Cole as he stands on the podium and addresses everyone

Michael Cole
Ladies and Gentlemen can I have your attention please. I have just been informed by The Board of Directors that unfortunately this match is not going to happen. Joey, they do apologise but they have people running around backstage and Triple H is nowhere to be found. His locker room is empty and they’re not even sure if he arrived here tonight. Unfortunately they don’t have anyone to replace him so Joey Ryan, it gives me great pleasure to say that you are the winner tonight!

Joey smiles and looks shocked at what he’s heard. He demands for the ref to raise his hand which he reluctantly does. Joey’s theme hits and he is screaming, “I’M GOING TO FINAL STAND UNDEFEATED!” Joey jumps up on the top rope and taunts to the fans before asking for a mic from one of the ringworkers who rushes around and manages to get him a mic



Joey Ryan
Tonight Joey Ryan had his name up in lights. It was the rematch everybody wanted to see. Joey Ryan vs Triple H. It had blockbuster main event written all over it. Hollywood papers were already waiting in back to interview me after I would play and beat The game. For the month leading up to our match Triple H showed himself off as a man who could beat the odds. A man who could keep coming back no matter what you threw at him. Tonight he isn’t even in the arena. Triple H may have just packed his bags and left because just like he did to me, one swift loss to Jericho followed by a kick to the jaw from yours truly and he can’t even make it in to the arena. Joey Ryan is going to go down in the matchbooks as the winner of this match and now the scores are set for one a piece. If Triple H ever wants to step up and fight then he knows right where to find me.



Joey Ryan
2013 is the year of Joey Ryan. I am going to be World Heavyweight Champion again and I will beat Chris Jericho at Final Stand. You can go put money on it. Joey Ryan is the greatest thing in professional wrestling and unlike Chris Jericho I didn’t get this whole gig handed to me. I wasn’t made by the businessmen and I’m not what they want to see. You see I represent the wrestlers who are fighting in the school halls. The wrestlers who don’t think they will get a shot at the big time. Joey Ryan headlining the biggest pay per view of the year is just solid sexy proof that anything is possible when you have the right dream. Joey Ryan is a man that sells shows, Joey Ryan is a man that creates all time high ratings and Joey Ryan is a man who is BRINGING SLEAZY BACK TO FINAL STAND 5!



Joey drops the mic as his theme hits one last time. The camera fades out showing Joey leaning on the corner with his legs rested on the ropes.