XWL November to Remember: 11/24/2013 - 12/1/2013

-November to Remember comes on the air, but we aren't treated to a pyro display. At first the only that can be heard is footsteps and as an image fades into view we see those feet pacing back and forth in a room. There’s a slow zoom out until we see that those feet belong to none other than Don West, a man who is here to see to it that the members of The West Side Army have a night to remember. In front of West packed into the locker room are all three members of the stable. Kharma is sitting on a steel chair, as is Sangriento, except he’s sitting backwards with his arms draped over the back. Ryback is the only one, aside from West, who has opted to remain on his feet. The rage and anxiety still bubbling within him, leading him to do all sorts of things to keep himself busy from pacing like his manager to dropping down and doing push-ups.-

Don West
Gentleman, and lady, I think you all know why we’ve gathered in this locker room tonight: November to Remember will go down as the show where The West Side Army was firing on all cylinders… and hit its mark every time! Tonight is the night where we show the world that we may be a ragtag collection of people from all walks of life, we may not look like pieces of the puzzle that should fit together, hell, we may not look like we’re even supposed to like each other, but it’s those difference that make this group work. That’s what makes us special, that’s what has kept us going so far, and that’s what will earn us a special place in the annals of XWL history! People may not think too highly of us, and that’s okay. Why? Because they don’t, and they will never, understand what it takes to be a member of this family. They just can’t get it through their thick skulls that sacrifices had to be made in the form of setting egos and attitudes aside and trusting someone else to have your back when times get rough with the promise that you’ll return the favor sometime down the road. Sacrifices that they could never make due to their own selfishness, which is why their dreams will be nothing more than something they experience when they close their eyes. Until then, their eyes are all on you, watching and hoping to see you fail because nobody bothered to inform them that failure was never an option.

-With the members of The West Side Army listening intently, West continues.-

Don West
Tonight will be the night where all the hardships you’ve endured throughout your careers, throughout your lives, were proven to be all worth the blood, sweat and the tears that were shed along the way and that have stained the ground that you walked on, and sometimes crawled on, to get to where you are tonight. Scratching and clawing for every bit of success that you’ve earned is all you’ve known, and tonight you will reap what you’ve sown. Silver spoon? You’ve never heard or seen it, I bet you’re not even sure it exists and that’s what has driven you to accomplish every feasible thing there is to do, because the thought of something being handed to you is a concept so foreign that you’ve never even bothered to consider it. Well consider this: tonight will be the night you can finally take a sigh of relief, because when it’s all said and done, there will be bodies left behind. Oh yes, bodies that are disfigured, dismembered and just plain disgusting to look at; there will be careers so thoroughly wrecked that they may not carry on beyond this point, and those that do carry on will have to do so with a black stain on their tarnished legacies… a stain with your names on it. A stain that will haunt them everywhere they go, reminding them of their utter failure as a person and as a wrestling, forever reminding them of the night they tried to fight a battle that was never theirs to win.

-West pauses for a moment. Taking that precious second to eye each other of his team, sizing them up, judging if they’re truly prepared to take the next step of their careers.-

Don West
This was a battle they were destined to lose the moment they thought they could go to war with not just any army, but The West Side Army equipped with nothing more than hype, hope and unanswered prayers. Who do they think they’re kidding? Who do they think they’re fooling with their bravado and brave face? Themselves? The fans? Their friends and family? Because they certainly haven’t fooled us into thinking they’re some kind of threat. And they damn sure haven’t fooled us into thinking that they’re nothing more than fodder; something to keep us occupied until we get bored of them and toss them to the side like the trash that they are. We’ve been in the background for far too long, forced to just pick up and survive off the scraps that others leave behind. Tonight is the night when we move to the forefront of XWL picture and dominate the way that we’re supposed to and finally feast like kings. But we don’t need crowns, robes made of the finest silk or a scepter to be treated like royalty, nosiree, the only gold we need are the championships that they have dangled in front of our faces for ages. Taunting us, teasing us, working us to the bone for opportunities others don’t have to break a sweat for. Up to this point, we’ve backed up our talk, we’ve shown that we’re the best and after tonight, we’re going to be that much harder to ignore, while it becomes that much easier to take what we deserve.

-West turns to face Kharma.-

Don West
Kharma you may not have been here since the beginning, and you may not be seeing us through to the bitter end, but during your short time with us you have made a resounding impact that will never be forgotten. Beth Phoenix may not realize it, but she’s dealing with a complete stranger. She’s about to step into the ring and stare down a woman she thinks she knows, but it’s not until the bell rings and you show her how much you’ve grown that she’ll realize that you’re not the same woman that was led astray by Raisha Saeed. Under my guidance, you’ve achieved success beyond your wildest dreams. For months, the women didn’t see you as a threat. They laughed whenever your name was brought up, treated any match with you like it was some kind of warm up, but in one night at The Monster Bash, when the sleeping beast hibernating within you finally woke up they realized how lucky they are that you weren’t like that from day one. Because if you were, the landscape of the diva’s division would drastically have been altered and filled with stories of the women who stepped up to you, failed and were then forced to bow down at your feet. Seven careers, will never be the same because of you: Melina, Aksana, Eve Torres, Mickie James, Natalya and those bratty little Bella Twins all became victims and got to share their Kharma horror stories while they were being patched up in the hospital. Tonight, Kharma, Beth will be victim number eight and then you can leave XWL, this time knowing that you’ve made a lasting impact in this company because I promise you no one else will achieve what you have.

-As Kharma chuckles at the thought of what she’ll do to Beth later on, West then looks over at Sangriento.-

Don West
Buddy, you’ve had some big shoes to fill. Before he was screwed by this company, Amazing Red was on the fast-track to the top of the mountain. Then just like that, poof, it was all gone and he was left with nothing to show for all the times he stepped into the ring and put it all on the line. Red wrestled every match as if it were his last, and he may have always been the smallest guy in the ring but he had the biggest heart and always put up the biggest fight. Sangriento, in a lot of ways you remind me of Red, but I know you don’t want to be compared to him, you want to create your own destiny and carve out your own legacy in this company and so far, It’s been a rocky road, but with Brock Lesnar breathing down your neck you have a chance to even things out and with him out of the way it’ll be smooth sailing from here on out. Here’s the thing, during the pre-show, you showed that you weren’t going to be pushed around, he may have the strength, but his advantage ends there. You have the brawns and the speed and there’s no stopping that combination, not tonight, not ever. Stephanie McMahon turned this into a tag match, but I can assure you that I will stay out of your way and let you handle business. I didn’t want you to fight Brock, I still have my reservations, but if that’s what you want, if this is the way you want to build your momentum, then who am I to stop you?

Sangriento
¿Quién es Brock Lesnar pero otro obstáculo de menor importancia en mi camino a la grandeza? Que él y Paul Heyman no comprenden es que mi estrella brilla demasiado bien para ser extinguida ... y soy condenadamente bueno en el ring para quedarse abajo y aceptar la derrota cuando me tiró al suelo. Corey Graves me enseñó que cuando su orgullo está en peligro, y cuando todo lo que trabajó toda su vida por esta en peligro de ser arrastrados por el viento, todo es legal. Así que esta noche, voy a terminar lo que empecé antes. Voy a entrar en el interior del anillo de mirar hacia abajo Brock Lesnar sin atisbo de miedo en mis ojos, y luego me voy a darle la paliza de su vida. Voy a luchar hasta que se lastimó a moverse, el infierno, hasta que le duela a la respiración .... Te lo prometo, Don, no voy a parar hasta que Lesnar se rompe ... incluso si los dos tenemos que pasar una noche en el hospital para que el sueño se convierta en realidad. Estoy dispuesto a arriesgarlo todo por el Ejército de West Side.
-With that said, West turns and looks at Ryback who has calmed down a bit and stares right at his manager while he’s being addressed.-

Don West
Forget about what happened at the preshow, Ryback. Tonight is about you beating Shawn Michaels for the Intercontinental Championship. While what happened to Corey Graves was tragic, and he will forever live on as the uncrowned Intercontinental Champion, this match is about more than avenging him. You need to avenge yourself. You need to come back and hit Shawn Michaels so hard that the rest of the hair falls out of his head and he finds himself in a retirement home when the next Breakdown rolls around. DX thought they could mock us and get away with it, with their hijinks and “legendary” status they thought that we’d just take their crap with a smile and our hands out for seconds. That’s not the way that we operate. We took their best, mind you their best was only enough to barely keep you down for the three count, we took it and tonight is the night where we dish it back tenfold and bring the title to its rightful home. The only thing Shawn Michaels has over you is experience, Ryback, but how can that help him when he’s never dealt with the likes of you before? He may think he has you beat because you’ve had a rough month, but you’ve learned from those mistakes and your shortcomings has only made you smarter, stronger and hungrier and tonight you get to satiate that craving by feasting on the carcass that’s one meathook clothesline away from becoming a pile of dust. XWL never gave you a chance, they assumed you’d never amount to anything. The doubt ends tonight.

-Ryback nods slowly, allowing West’s words to sink in and then after a couple of moments he begins to speak himself.-

{{The Ryback}}
Tonight I'm going to smack the smile right back off of The Heartbreak Kid. He may think that just because he's back with Hunter that it's going to be all fun and games from now on, but he doesn't realize who he's facing tonight. I'm Ryan "Siliverback" Reeves, I'm The Ryback, I'm a man that's fought, crawled, and clawed in order to get this chance, this opportunity, this dream. DX are comfortable, they know that no matter what happens tonight they can always just use their past to magically create tittle shots but people like me, people like Sangriento, like Kharma, we have to fight for it, we have to prove ourselves again and again, until we met Don West. Mr. West knows what it means to fight for what you deserve, Mr. West saw our potential and combined it with his intelligence and created an Army that cannot be stopped... Sangriento, Mr. West, my match is scheduled after yours, do you want me at ringside tonight, in case Heyman and Brock bring out Axel?

-West shakes his head sadly before walking over to Ryback and placing a hand on his shoulder.-

Don West
I'm afraid that's a no go, pal. You heard what the boss lady said, she wants you nowhere near the arena during the match and that's okay... It's better this way because now when Lesnar and Heyman get creamed they'll have no one to blame but themselves. Then again, I don't really trust those two, so how about this, Ryback: if you see Curtis Axel come out and try to be a hero I want you to go out there and even the odds. Tonight is the night we show that we're just as dangerous apart as we are tonight. Kharma, you're up first. Sit tight guys, well be back with the good news in a second.

-Kharma rises to her feet and follows West out the door. The cameras stick with Sangriento and Ryback left alone in the locker room and the two men begin speaking to each other, going over their game plan or discussing the dining arrangements for the night, just before the screen fades to the next segment. -

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Maria can barely take the pressure of being locked in the Lotus Lock. There is no way for her to break the hold, no way for her to reach the ropes, she is stuck in the middle of the ring. Kaitlyn has no intent of letting go of the hold; she continues to apply pressure as she wants to make Maria tap out right here. Pinning her just isn’t enough for this situation, she wants Maria to suffer and for her to give up in a situation like this. The referee continues to ask Maria if she has had enough and she continues to say no, she doesn’t want to let Kaitlyn win like this but eventually Maria has to give and accept defeat. She eventually taps out and the referee calls for the bell, signaling that Kaitlyn is the winner of the match.



The crowd bursts into cheers as Kaitlyn’s theme begins to play throughout it, not only just picking up the win, but Maria put her contract on the line and she lost. She is out of a contract as of this moment and Kaitlyn couldn’t be any more pleased with herself. She breaks the hold and quickly gets to her feet as Maria holds her arms in pain. The referee grabs ahold of Kaitlyn’s arm and raises it up into the air, declaring her to be the official victor of the match.



[Jim Ross]
Kaitlyn has done it! I think she is finally rid of Maria!

[Jerry Lawler]
You think? She is rid of her! Maria is fired!

[Jim Ross]
Either way, Kaitlyn fought hard for it and she deserved that win.

[Michael Cole]
You can’t help but feel bad for Maria, she was fighting for a cause!

[Jerry Lawler]
A cause? A cause to basically get Divas like Kaitlyn fired!

Kaitlyn’s arm is lowered and she begins to make her way over to the corner, resting there for a second before stepping up onto the second rope of the turnbuckle. She looks out into the cheering crowd and a smile forms across her face as she looks from left to right, getting a good view of every member of her 8th Militia.



Kaitlyn steps off the turnbuckle and turns around to continue her celebration when all of a sudden she is taken down by a swift spinning heel kick to her head! But it wasn’t Maria who had hit her, she has been escorted out of the ring and the person who attacked her is none other than Summer Rae! The crowd’s cheers turn into boos as Summer stands above Kaitlyn following that kick to the side of her head.  Kaitlyn holds her head and is certainly confused about what just happened and who attacked her and she looks up to see Summer Rae standing above her with a sly little smirk on her face.

[Jerry Lawler]
Summer!? What is she doing here!?

[Jim Ross]
Better question is shouldn’t she be watching  over Fandango?

[Jerry Lawler]
I don’t know, but why is she out here attacking Kaitlyn?

Summer grabs Kaitlyn by the hair and forces her to her feet and bends her down, setting her up to hit her finishing maneuver. Summer lifts her name and connects with the Summer Crush, sending Kaitlyn down to the mat. Summer quickly rises up to his feet as she looks down at Kaitlyn, the crowd booing Summer Rae but she doesn’t seem to mind the boos nor care about the boos.



Summer then poses above Kaitlyn in a dancing like fashion, adding insult to injury.



We then fade to the next segment.

*November To Remember returns as we see Brad Maddox walking down a hallway in a hurry obviously trying to dodge security, he fixes his tie while talking to himself.*



[Brad Maddox] This is it Brad.. This is your shot to get what you want!

*He takes a left and finds who he's looking for.*

[Brad Maddox] There she is!

*The camera pans out to show Stephanie McMahon who just shakes her head at the mere sight of Maddox. She hangs up her phone as Brad approaches.*



[Brad Maddox] Look, Stephanie, I know you probably don't want to see me right now..

[Stephanie McMahon] Correct..

[Brad Maddox] Well, just hear me out for a minute, please?!  Alright, I know how annoyed you've been with me in the past couple weeks with how I keep showing up and getting into arenas no matter how much security you put around the building. Let's face it Steph, you can't stop me from showing up here, so you might as well give me a contract because it's what I deserve. I'm already showing my initiative, I mean I helped Miz, or tried to.. fight Alberto Del Rio, I even presented a Slammy Award, the crowd loved me!

[Stephanie McMahon] Alberto Del Rio kicked your teeth down your throat and you tried to overthrow a Slammy category all for yourself..

*She folds her arms.*



[Brad Maddox] Those things may not have worked out but come on Steph, I tried! Other wrestling companies would kill to have a guy like me on their show, they see how hard working I am and how bad I want this shot, you should too! If you knew what was good for your show you'd just hire me Steph, how can you let guys like Kenny King and Heath Slater waltz in and out of this company but not give a true star like Brad Maddox an honest shot.



[Stephanie McMahon] Maybe because you're annoying and a lawsuit waiting to happen? Brad, listen to me, it's not going to happen. The damage is done! If you loved this company as much as you say you do you'd leave and-

[Brad Maddox] One match, Stephanie!

[Stephanie McMahon] What?

[Brad Maddox] Just give me one match, please! Pick any superstar on the roster and put them in the ring with me tonight, if I win, I get a contract. That means I've proven myself against one of your best right? Come on! The fans would go nuts to see it too, this is what your company needs!

[Stephanie McMahon] As interesting as that is, Brad. I don't want to deal with having your body scraped up off of the mat after you get demolished in the ring. You're not doing yourself any favours by acting so brave, I've seen the tapes you've sent to XWL, you're not as good as you think you are in the ring. Dream on, Brad.

*Brad glares at Stephanie before a lightbulb goes off in his head.*

[Brad Maddox] You know what? Fine. I'm not going to take your abuse anymore, it's clear you have a personal vendetta against me and I'm going to sort this out with a REAL company man. I'm going to find Vince McMahon himself and I'm going to talk to him about this man to man. I bet a guy like him will appreciate my dedication and there's nothing you can do to stop me!

*Brad confidently walks away from Steph as she just laughs to herself and goes back to her phone, we fade away to a video package for our Diva's Champion AJ Lee.*

-The crowd pops when Beth Phoenix’s theme suddenly blasts through the arena alerting the fans in attendance of the match to come. They’ve been waiting all night for Kharma to get her comeuppance and if there were ever a woman who they could trust with such an honor, there is no one more qualified in XWL than The Glamazon. She has already made taking down Kharma look easy once before, and tonight she will show, in front of the thousands watching live and in the comfort of their own home, that it is possible for lightning to strike twice.-

Jim Ross
Well whattaya know? Looks like we’re about to be treated to some more diva’s action in just a few moments.

Michael Cole
Good; the sooner I can get rid of the taste that last match left in my mouth the better.

Jerry Lawler
You need to let it go, Cole. Maria put up a good fight, but in the end she was just no match for Kaitlyn.

Jim Ross
Some would argue she got what she deserved by losing her job, but something tells me you don’t share those sentiments, Cole.

Michael Cole
Of course I don’t. Unlike the rest of you, I saw Maria for who she was and now because of the selfish actions of Kaitlyn whose ego couldn’t handle the spotlight being on someone else, we may never see that wonderful red head again.

Jerry Lawler
It’s funny that you say that, because I recall you making similar comments about Beth Phoenix and her sudden return where the only goal she had was to put Kharma in her place.

Jim Ross
It’s a tall task for anyone, even the Glamazon. Kharma has left an unprecedented trail of destruction in her wake, but her stellar run may end on a sour note if Beth has anything to say about it.

-Beth Phoenix walks onto the stage and does her signature pose, slowly raising both hands into the air while the people continue to cheer her on.-

Lillian Garcia
The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… from Elmira, New York… The Glamazon, Beth Phoenix!

Michael Cole
What reason did Beth have to come back, huh? Why couldn’t she leave well enough alone? Kharma was doing great things for this company and now Beth is here trying to undo her hard work.

Jerry Lawler
You call putting over a half dozen women on the shelf “good work”? I don’t think you quite understand what that term means.

Jim Ross
Regardless on your stance, you’d be hard-pressed to find anyone who would deny that Kharma made an impact and left her mark, something that she was never able to do before linking up with Don West.

Michael Cole
And that just goes to show what a great man West is. People don’t give him enough credit, but when he’s not being held back by bureaucrats and red tape, my good friend Don knows how to get the job done.

Jerry Lawler
Oh, he’s your good friend now? I’m glad you were able to find someone who can tolerate you for more than minutes at a time.

-Beth climbs the turnbuckle and does her pose once more then flips backwards and lands feet-first in the ring. Eying the stage with her focus evident in her expression, Beth starts pacing back and forth in the ring waiting for her opponent to arrive. She came back specifically for this match… for the chance to beat on Kharma again for old time’s sake and now the pressure in on her to not make it look like she bit off more than she could chew.-



-The mood in the arena instantly shifts and boos rain down from the rafters. Since Kharma became a member of The West Side Army, she has done nothing more than be the one thing West claims to hate: a bully. However, tonight she’ll be going toe to toe against a woman she hasn’t been able to push around and one has to wonder if she truly believes deep down inside that she can beat Beth Phoenix in a match.-

Lillian Garcia
And her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Don West… from Japan… Kharma!

-West is leading the back, waking in front of his client as they appear on the stage looking like they mean business. Kharma and Beth lock eyes and for a moment time stands stills and feelings they’d never be able to express in words are exchanged in that one glance… feelings that may also be expressed once the bell rings and the fists fly.-

Jim Ross
Aw man, just look at those two… I’ve already got chills shooting down my spine. The motivation here couldn’t be simpler: these two women just want to see who the best is and they have no problem settling their differences the old fashioned way.

Michael Cole
Is there any question of who the best between the two is? Kharma has been going strong for a while and Beth popped up out of the blue after relaxing at home for the better part of the year.

Jerry Lawler
Come on, Cole. Don’t pretend you really know what Beth was doing during her time off. Besides, the two times she and Kharma clashes over these recent weeks, Beth has come out of top.

Jim Ross
One has to wonder if that, along with the fact that Beth has already beaten her before, is causing Kharma to enter this match with less confidence than she normally would.

Michael Cole
“One” doesn’t have to wonder that at all. You guys are always over-analyzing things. So Beth got in a few cheap-shots, big whoop, my money’s still on Kharma bouncing back and knocking Beth silly.

Jerry Lawler
I guess we’ll just have to see how that match plays out then.

-With her chilling music still playing in the background, Kharma enters the ring and The Ref has to stand between the two women to prevent them from rushing into action before the bell rings. West is on the outside of the ring yelling that Beth should have stayed home, though The Glamazon is paying him no mind. She hasn’t taken her eyes off of Kharma and when the bell rings she doesn’t hesitate to bring the fight to her.-







Jim Ross
Bah gawd! How could she even stand after that much less go for the pin fall?






Michael Cole
I’ve never seen anything like that before. That move is devastating enough on his own… but done from that high up? Just imagine the damage that was done… to both women!






Jerry Lawler
It was  enough to get her the victory, and at the end of the day that’s all that matters to her.





Jim Ross
What does mean for XWL going forward?





Michael Cole
It means that she is a woman you don’t want to mess with, but people should have already been steering clear of her.





Jerry Lawler
I just hope her opponent is able to wrestle another day.







-Boos fill the arena as Kharma rises to her feet after scoring the victory off of a massive powerbomb from the top rope. This has a vicious and hard-fought battle from the moment the bell rang, but Kharma’s willingness to take things to the next level, to cross the line and push things to the limit that allowed her to now stand victorious over a potentially crippled Beth Phoenix. West enters the ring and is ecstatic over the way the match ended and he stands proudly next to his client while the boos continue pouring down. After the celebration winds down, Kharma and West exit the ring. The former begins making her way up the ramp and pauses just before stepping through the curtain as West’s voice, now amplified by the mic in his hand, calls out to her. As he speaks, West makes his way around the ring and up the ramp.-  

Don West
Kharma… Kharma… look at what you did! It’s beautiful! Look at her lying there motionless on the mat with only the rising and falling of her chest as she takes in sharp breaths confirming that you didn’t kill her. I mean that was absolutely astonishing! Incredible! I’ve never seen anything like it! The way you lured her up to the top rope, then sent her plummeting to her doom was like watching poetry in motion and I’d like to thank you for allowing me to experience the thrill and witness that moment with my own two eyes.

-West is on the stage now where he stops walking and stands right in front of Kharma.-

Don West
I promised that you would go out with a bang, and the sound was almost deafening. From day one I told you that I would turn your career around, and here you stand: a reinvigorated woman. All the shortcomings, all the times when you were just mailing it in are a thing of the past, because when people look back on your legacy it’s going to be pretty damn hard to ignore what you’ve done over these last two months; something that no other diva has ever, or will ever do. Kharma, tonight we go our separate ways, and for the first time ever The West Side Army is losing a member on our own terms, and it must eat you all up inside to see us in control. If us achieving success upsets you, then prepare for even major disappointments later on where we not only send Heyman and his Neanderthal client back whatever cave they crawled out of, but also bring the intercontinental championship back home where it belongs.

-With an arrogant smirk, West turns around and follows Kharma backstage as November to Remember carries on with its life.-

-A recap of the singles match between Brock Lesnar and Sangriento during the pay per view pre-show starts to play. It focuses specifically on the final moments of the match where the managers of both clients got involved in the heated battle bringing the match to a screeching halt. The announcement of the double-disqualification infuriated all four men and just before things could get ugly, it was decided that their night would be extended… in a match where all four men are free to get their hands dirty.-



JR
The night’s still young, folks, but the great thing about XWL’s that you know business can pick up in the blink of an eye.

Cole
Careful, JR, that’s already one tired, old catchphrase. At this rate you’ll run out of things to say before we get to the halfway point.

King
Even then, he’d be ten-times the commentator you are.

JR
Settle down there, King, this is the voice of XWL we’re dealing with, after all.

Cole
Right, I’m the premier commentator in wrestling and it’s time I got the respect I deserve for selflessly giving myself to this company and this sport for years!

King
Lord knows you’re the hardest working man in XWL, Cole. It’s a wonder you’re able to balance all of your responsibilities.

JR
If you want to talk about juggling responsibilities, look no further than Don West and Paul Heyman respectively who have taken on multiple clients.

Cole
It’s truly a gift to have them both here in XWL. Unlike the other brown-nosers, who, due to my professionalism shall not be named, West and Heyman are two men who say what they mean and mean what they say.

King
And they say it loud enough so you can’t even ignore them if you wanted to!

JR
West certainly has had a lot to say about XWL and its inhabitants over the months, from all the members he has lost, to all the opportunities he feels his clients have been robbed of, blaming others for The West Side Army’s shortcomings appears to be a pastime of his.

Cole
Amazing Red was screwed out of the Chamber and both Ryback and Corey Graves were screwed out of being Intercontinental Champion. Are you implying that West is the blame for that? Yet, like the troopers they are, The West Side Army keeps marching on even with XWL trying its damndest to knock it off course.

King
If Don West wasn’t such a pain in the rear I’d almost feel sorry for him, but he opens his mouth and with every word he screams out he makes it hard to not want someone to shut him up.





-Lesnar’s theme elicits seething anger from the raucous crowd, who rise up and boo the hell out of the so-called “Cage-fighting Carnivore.” This is the guy who Heyman smugly said wasn’t wasting his time being around XWL and its disgusting fans more than necessary. For Lesnar, it’s all about the money, plain and simple. It’s no wonder the mere sight of him - casually strolling onto the stage with Heyman not too far behind - sent the people into an uproar.-

Lillian Garcia
The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… the team of Brock Lesnar and Paul Heyman!



-Lesnar does his signature bounce from one foot to the next, then flexes his pecs as he grins looking as menacing as ever. His confidence has apparently rubbed off on his agent, because Heyman doesn’t look even a little nervous or worried about getting into the ring - after all, he isn’t a trained wrestler - though it’s pretty easy to feel confident when you have someone built like Lesnar in your corner. After a maniacal cackle of sorts, Heyman slaps Lesnar on the back and screams out, “Let’s kick some ass!”-

JR
As bad as West can be, it’s almost hard to imagine that Heyman is somehow even worse, yet he’s somehow able to pull it off. I guess it comes with experience.

Cole
Worse? You’re kidding, right? Heyman, is amazing! A real pleasure to have around and I’m so glad he decided to expand his empire to include Curtis Axel and, of course, the force of nature: Brock Lesnar.

King
Should we just chalk it up to coincidence that Heyman crossed paths with West the night he dropped the bomb that he’d be taking on the careers of both Axel and Lesnar at the same time?

JR
If you ask me, Heyman’s ego most likely got the better of him as usual, and he couldn’t stand seeing that there was another manager here in XWL getting the spotlight.

Cole
It’s a good thing nobody asked you then because that was a far from an unbiased viewpoint on the situation. Obviously what’s happening here is nothing more than a little friendly competition between the two managers and we’re lucky we get to witnesses two of the best in XWL go at it.

King
There’s nothing friendly about that look on Lesnar’s face right now, and I guess you missed the pre-show earlier or else you would have noticed that there’s definitely no love lost between Sangriento and Lesnar.

JR
Heyman is just sending Lesnar out to do his ego’s dirty-work, and say what you want about the little guy, but Sangriento hasn’t backed down from the man who is almost three times his size, even though West has been against any kind of clash between the two men.

Cole
Just hang on there a second, it may have looked like West was against the match, but as those in the know will tell you, West is a smart businessman and he wasn’t about to just give the match of the century away on free television!

King
Or he was afraid that Lesnar would rip his client to shreds and wanted to avoid holding a memorial for the second time this month.

JR
Sangriento doesn’t share the same concern. In fact, he’s been itching for this fight ever since the two men first locked eyes at The Monster Bash.



-Lesnar and Heyman reach the bottom of the ramp where Brock bounces from side to side once more before hopping onto the apron. Pyro explodes from the ring posts when Lesnar lands, a deafening boom that almost drown out the sounds of the crowd’s angry boos. The reaction he receives doesn’t phase Lesnar at all, who’s now pacing back and forth in the ring, fueled by the thrill of an upcoming fight and motivated by the need to finish what he started earlier in the night.-



-The sound of Sangriento’s music doesn’t give the people any less of a reason to boo, though it’s noticeable that they’re hurtling their hatred with much less ferociousness and velocity than they were when it was Brock and Heyman making their entrance. Not about to dabble with suspense, Sangriento doesn’t waste any time bursting onto the stage as he threatens to explode with the amount of energy packed into his tiny body. Sangriento hops up and down as his music continues blasting through the speakers, then he switches things up, deciding now to bounce from side to side in a mocking tribute to Lesnar. The camera cuts over to the ring and Lesnar has a smile on his face, seemingly amused by Sangriento’s antics, or perhaps the thoughts of the pain his plans to deliver are what’s pleasing him. The cameras cut back over to the stage where Sangriento is in the middle of the weird little dance he loves to bust out.-



Lillian Garcia
And their opponents… representing The West Side Army… Sangrrrriento and Don West!

-Almost as if summoned by Garcia’s voice, West finally walks onto the stage and as the camera gets a close-up look at his face it’s clear that he’s nowhere near as confidence as his managerial antagonist. Just like Heyman, West isn’t dressed for a fight as this wasn’t a twist he expected his night to take. Around this time in the show, he imagined he and Sangriento would be celebrating their win over Lesnar, instead part two of their clash begins in a few moments and judging by the slow-as-molasses steps he’s taking, West is adamant about hindering the sound of the bell, which would signal the beginning of what can only be trouble. Sangriento looks over at him and West puts on a brave face, doing what he can to show Sangriento that he believes in him. His client gives him a reassuring pat on the shoulder and after West nods in response, the two begin making their way down the ramp.-

JR
Judging by West’s face and body language, he looks like he’s on his way to the electric chair.

Cole
Well not that I have anything at all against West or Sangriento, but Lesnar is a pretty big challenge to overcome for any man, but even more so for a man who isn’t even 200 pounds.

King
Maybe West didn’t want this match to happen because he was more fearful for his wellbeing than for Sangriento’s.

JR
Well you have to remember, West struck Lesnar with a microphone at The Monster Bash to free Sangriento from that behemoth’s clutches, which is closer than I’m sure he ever planned to get. Now, he may find himself alone in the ring with him and for a man who never had an official match before tonight, the odds really aren’t in his favor.

Cole
It’s just a case of the pre-match jitters, I know you have a personal vendetta against West, but how about you give the man a fighting chance?

King
To do that you’d have to forget that Brock Lesnar is a former NCAA, UFC and WWE champion and has been a force to be reckoned with in XWL from the day he stepped foot in this company, to the day he nearly ended Triple H’s career, broke Randy Orton’s arm and since their most recent clash, Undertaker has yet to rise from the grave. We’re talking about legitimate wrestlers, and legends of this sport, who all had their work cut out for them when Lesnar rolled into town, and you expect West to stand a fighting chance.

JR
The pressure’s really on Sangriento here to look out for both himself and his manager, and that’s a lot to ask of any man.

-With Sangriento and West in the ring now, The Ref has to stand between the two teams to ensure that things don’t get out of hand before the match can officially begin. Sangriento hops onto the middle turnbuckle, posing there in a show of confidence that only serves to further agitate the crowd. Something catches Sangriento’s eye in the crowd and he waves West over so he can see the what he’s looking at, and a scowl immediately finds his way onto West’s face when he finally spots what caught Sangriento’s attention.-



-West screams out, “Are you kidding me?” then mutters something that the cameras can’t pick up about killing that “Brad Maddox freak.” West barks at The Ref to have those members of the audience ejected but The Ref is more concerned about getting a single representative of each team in the ring. Heyman is already on the apron with his arms resting nonchalantly on the top rope. Growing more and more impatient by the second is Lesnar, who begins making his way over to the other the side of the ring and Sangriento quickly sticks out his arm in front of West as if that would truly slow down Lesnar if he decided to lash out right then and there. West, however, gets the hint and backs out onto the apron while telling his client to be careful. After confirming that both teams are ready, The Ref turns to the timekeeper and calls for the bell.-

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JR
This is an old cliché used time and time again in wrestling, but it’s hard not to get a David and Goliath feel from this.

Cole
Sangriento will get disqualified if he uses a slingshot or any kind of outside weapon in this match, so I’m not sure where you were going with that analogy. The smart thing to assume here is that he’ll have to rely on his speed.

King
That would be a great strategy for other big men, but as we’ve said time and time again, Brock Lesnar is unlike anything we’ve ever seen.

-Yes, Brock Lesnar is a once in a generation kind of talent, but somehow Sangriento will need to find a way to chop this big man down to size. With the crowd providing the background track for this match, breaking out in a chant of “You both suck!” Sangriento and Lesnar inch closer and closer towards each one another, looking to start things off with a traditional lock up, that is until Lesnar reveals that he has other things in mind by suddenly swiping at Sangriento with his big right hand. Sangriento ducks under the punch, keeping his head attached to the rest of his body for the time being, though it comes at the expense of his balance as he stumbles backwards into the corner. Sangriento remains there for a second, watching as Lesnar chuckles and holds up his hand with his index finger and thumb separated by an inch or so of air. Heyman screams out “That’s right! He was that close to ending the match with one move!”-

JR
I can only imagine what it feels like to take one of those punches from Lesnar.

King
Sangriento can’t avoid them all night. Eventually he’ll have to go on the offensive or this match won’t last too long.

Cole
Don’t you think he knows that he has to perform moves to win a match? Stop being backseat wrestlers and let him do his job.

JR
While I may not be employed to fight, I think I’ve been around long enough to know what it takes to win a match.

-Sangriento knows what it takes to win a match too, and leaning in that corner for a second longer can’t be part of the game plan going forward. With West screaming out, “You got this, buddy. The bigger they are the harder they fall!” Sangriento walks out the corner and his chest rises then falls as he takes in a deep breath under the mask. He quickly closes the distance between himself and Brock trying to catch the big man off guard, but Brock’s instincts kick in and he goes for another big punch to force Sangriento to back off, but instead the masked man rolls under and pops up behind the big man. Sangriento tries to squeeze in a quick move when Brock suddenly spins on his heels and hits a wild backfist that connects! Caught off guard by the move and the fact that it managed to hit him, Sangriento puts hands up to his face to protect it from any further strikes while staggering backwards until his back presses against the ropes. Brock charges forward like a bull, gets sidestepped by the quicker man and flies over the top rope, landing on the apron feet first. Almost as soon as he lands, Sangriento dives out between his legs.-



-Sangriento turns around, grabs Brock by the ankles and gives them a big pull, but while that may have worked out perfectly in his head, it doesn’t quite play out that well and you’d be led to believe that Brock’s legs were cemented onto the apron. That is until Brock lifts a leg into the air and brings it down hard on the spot where Sangriento’s fingers used to be. Narrowly avoiding having the bone in his pinkie shattered, Sangriento slides into the ring at the same time Brock hops off the apron. Sangriento sprints over to the opposite side of the ring, now blind to the fact that Lesnar has slid back inside, though Sangriento is able to duck under Brock’s massive clothesline attempt and he does a baseball slide under the bottom rope and out of the ring. Heyman screams, “Stop running, you coward. You knew this was coming. Take your beating like a man!”-

JR
You have to think Sangriento is a little sore from their encounter earlier in the night. The best he can hope to do here is hope to tire Lesnar out and even that is wishful thinking.

Cole
Well we saw how he got manhandled at points during the pre-show when he tried to take Lesnar head-on. What’s that they say about insanity?

King
If this is all he learned then he may need to take another lesson or two.



-Brock’s on the hunt now, walking around to the ring where Sangriento is motioning him over. When Lesnar gets close to the steps, Sangriento charges forward, hops onto the top stairs and Brock plants his feet, ready to catch the high flier in mid-air, but Sangriento grabbed onto the ring post and now uses it to shift direction and instead of diving onto Brock, he leaps head-first between the middle and top ropes getting back into the ring in style.-



-Brock’s clearly not amused by Sangriento’s antics, it’s written all over his face and evident in his body language, as he tenses up in his anger before lunging into the ring. Sangriento gets the jump on him, stomping away frantically trying to wear down the monster, but Brock rises up to a knee and shoves him away forcefully. Sangriento rolls backwards onto his feet and immediately races back over to Brock who’s still on a knee. Sangriento throws out a right leg, but misses the roundhouse kick as Brock ducks under. However, Sangriento sticks with it, does another rotation and the second kick attempt is successful! West has his hands on his head in disbelief because the kick didn’t even phase Brock. The Beast Incarnate simply shakes his head while fully rising to his feet. He looks over at Sangriento and cracks a smile because that kick usually knocks most men silly. But Brock isn’t like most men and if that wasn’t made clear to Sangriento earlier, then it’s slowly dawning on him as this match rolls on.-

Cole
Oh my, you would think Sangriento missed the kick with the way Lesnar just shrugged it off, but we all saw that Sangriento got all of it.

JR
If he weren’t worn down from their first encounter he may have been able to put a little more oomph behind it, but it looks like competing for the second time in a night is taking its toll.

-Sangriento races over to Brock only to get caught before he can even attempt a move. Brock has both of his hands wrapped around Sangriento’s throat, blatantly chocking him in front of The Ref. He headbutts Sangriento twice, then lifts him into the air by the throat and by now The Ref has begun his five count with the hopes that the threat of disqualification will get Brock to break the choke. One! Two! Three! Fo—Sangriento plants a foot on each of Brock’s huge shoulders, then pushes off and lands on his feet after a backflip. Sangriento races forward, and goes low with a dropkick to the right knee. Brock staggers but doesn’t fall allowing Sangriento to keep peppering the side of Brock’s knee with a series of sharp kicks. Brock finally catches Sangriento’s attacking leg and quickly ducks under an enzuigiri attempt. Sangriento drops onto his stomach where Brock wraps his arms around his waist, deadlifts him into the air then throws him overhead with a german suplex! Like a cat Sangriento lands on his feet, waits for a second as Brock gets to his feet, then goes after that right knee again, this time with a chop block! West is cheering Sangriento on, who then dashes with inhuman speed over to the ropes but as if he has eyes on the back of head Lesnar turns and once again catches Sangriento by the throat!-



-Brock effortlessly throws Sangriento’s body into the corner as if he weighed nothing. He takes a second to slap his knee trying to get the blood circulating in it, then races over to the corner where Sangriento’s body is waiting for him so he can finish what he started. Brock gets a face-full of boot, definitely not what he was expecting. He stumbles back holding his jaw while Sangriento hops onto the middle rope waiting for the big man to turn around. Heyman screams out, “Look out behind you!” But Brock didn’t need to be warned, he catches Sangriento then drives him back into the corner. Brock then repeatedly drives his shoulder in deep into Sangriento’s gut pausing only to let the pain shoot up to Sangriento’s head and down to his toes. Lesnar pulls back a little farther than usual for what must be the hundredth shoulder to the gut at this time, each more painful than the last, and that allows Sangriento to get his legs up. Sangriento falls into a sitting position onto Brock’s back and before the cage-fighting carnivore can figure a way out, Sangriento takes him down with Code Red!

One!


Tw—

It’s not nearly enough to get the victory.-

JR
That move looked awfully familiar.

Cole
Of course it did, that was Amazing Red’s finishing maneuver. It was pretty nice of him to let Sangriento use it. I wonder if West taught him that.

King
Regardless of where he learned it from, that move was usually a match-ender for Red and it barely got the two-count here.

JR
Sangriento went for broke and used the move earlier than Red normally did and it didn’t pay off.

King
Even so, that had to have done at least some damage to Brock, right?

-That remains to be seen as Brock is already on his feet staring across the ring at Sangriento who quickly put some distance between the two after the kickout. Not really showing any favoritism at all in the match is the crowd, who have kept the boos coming in a steady stream. They’re now chanting “Fight! Fight! Fight!” Urging the two men to rip each other apart, preferably to the point where they won’t be able to wrestle for weeks, or even months, after tonight. Again the two men find themselves inching slowly towards each other and when they’re finally within arm’s reach, Sangriento lunges for Brock’s right leg and misses leaving himself vulnerable for Brock to pounce on him.-

JR
My goodness, did you see how quickly Lesnar jumped onto Sangriento?

Cole
That’s that MMA experience rearing its head at the worst possible time for Sangriento.

King
Is there ever a good time for Lesnar to show that side of his arsenal when you’re in the ring with him?

-The fists fly as Brock lets loose with a flurry of rights and lefts while Sangriento does all he can to cover up as he rolls over to the ropes. Brock pauses long enough to try to drag Sangriento away from the ropes and that’s just what the Mexican warrior wanted him to do. Sangriento uses a leg to kick Brock just above the right knee cap. Lesnar hops away nearly losing his balance, giving Sangriento the space he needs to get back to his feet and quickly think of next move. Once he settles on it, Sangriento charges forward then looks to catch Brock off-guard by doing a baseball slide between the legs. Brock must have seen it coming, because he grabs the masked man by the armpits to halt his slide, then he thrusts him into the air, catches him in an electric chair position and then dumps Sangriento into the corner! As soon as he’s back on his feet, Lesnar takes a running start and jumps into the air for a body splash but nobody’s home! In a flash, Sangriento rebounds off the ropes, and comes charging back over to Brock with a head full of steam.-



-Sangriento dives between the ropes and connects with the 718 but it doesn’t even knock Brock off his feet! Sangriento hangs onto the middle rope to prevent himself from dropping onto the thin padding outside of the ring. He then tugs on the rope to help him onto the feet and waits there sizing Brock up. Finally he springboards off the top rope looking for what could be the Red Eye, but Brock merely knocks him out of the air with a swipe of the arm. He’s inhuman! Sangriento lands hard on his back and writhes in agony on the mat. He realizes he can’t stay down for long and give Brock a chance to mount him again and forces himself back onto his feet. Brock meets him once he reaches a standing base and Sangriento gets rocked with a big right hand followed by a stiff left and all Sangriento can do after nearly getting out it weakly kick at Brock’s leg. Angered, Lesnar quickly wraps his arms around Sangriento and launches him high into the sky with a belly to belly suplex! Heyman can be heard laughing from his comfy spot on the apron, clearly enjoying what he’s seeing.-

JR
That power! He’s threw Sangriento across the ring like a rag doll.

Cole
And don’t forget about the way he just swatted him out of the air like he was a fly or something.

King
Sangriento has gotten in some strikes here and there, but it’s like 10 of his moves is equal to one of Brock’s!


-Brock drops down to his knee so he can be in better position to hit some stiff elbows to the side of Sangriento’s head if for no other reason but to add insult to injury before he finally goes for a pin: One! Brock picks Sangriento off the mat! It’s doubtful that Brock would have gotten the three-count there regardless, but this sends the message that he’s in firm control and his arrogance gets a wave of boos from the crowd in response. Heyman is screaming at them to shut their mouths and watch poetry in motion, though his words get the opposite of the desired effect. Brock throws Sangriento hard onto the mat with a scoop slam, follows that up with a leg drop and then he pulls Sangriento back to his feet ready to continue the offensive barrage! Sangriento can barely stand, and if he had a legitimate tag partner he may have tagged out by now, but there’s no way he’d put West in that kind of danger. Brock clubs him hard on the upper back and Sangriento drops onto his stomach.-



-Brock cracks a disturbing smile as he simply kicks Sangriento in the head, just toying with him now. Brock reaches down and starts pulling Sangriento back to his feet when he’s suddenly hit with a jawbreaker. Brock staggers backwards and Sangriento keeps the pressure on, nailing Brock on the head with a series of right punches until his momentum is promptly squashed by Brock who delivers a knee right in the sternum doubling the masked man over. Brock pushes him back into the ropes, then shoots him over to the other side of the ring, hoists a rebounding Sangriento into the ring then thrusts him down with a monstrous spinebuster! Heyman shouts, “Look at him, Don! Did you really expect things to go any differently?” West has a noticeable look of concern as he watches Brock prop Sangriento on the top rope. Brock begins to climb up and if he hits whatever move he has planned, it could be all she wrote for Sangriento! -

JR
I really don’t like where this is going. Lesnar has shown on numerous occasions that he will do whatever it takes to put his opponent away, even if it means risking his own wellbeing in the process.

King
I mean, he’s broken a ring before and nearly broke his own neck when he missed that shooting star press all those years ago. We could see two careers end in one shot here tonight.

-West has seen enough! He walks down the apron to where Lesnar is setting his client up and screams, “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?” It’s unclear if West was referring to himself, but Lesnar interpreted that statement as such and hops off the top to confront West face to face. West quickly backs off and walks back over to his corner. Lesnar smirks then turns back over to Sangriento who springs back to life, kicking an oncoming Lesnar repeatedly in the face until he staggers backwards. Sangriento gets on the top and prepares to dive off when Heyman suddenly grabs him by the leg cutting him off. The crowd boos, but Heyman is a legal participant in the match and all The Ref can do is verbally scold him and force him back to his corner. Lesnar uses the distraction to his advantage, leaping to the top rope and sending Sangriento flying back into the ring with a huge belly to belly off the top! The crowd starts chanting “Holy shit!” at what Lesnar just pulled off. The chants only get louder when Lesnar gets back to his feet as if he didn’t feel a thing and starts bouncing from side to side.-



-Done waiting around, Lesnar pushes The Ref away from Sangrieto and pulls him to his feet. It only takes one arm for Lesnar to keep Sangriento upright and the multi-time world champion takes Sangriento by the arm and irish whips him across the ring. Lesnar telegraphs his back body drop allowing Sangriento to roll over his back, but Lesnar turns around and damn near takes Sangriento’s head off with a clothesline! Sangriento was turned inside out and many members of the audience are craning their necks to see if he’s even alive. Lesnar flips Sangriento’s over with his foot, then presses the sole of his boot into Sangriento’s chest in a cocky pin:

One!



Two!



Sangriento knocks Lesnar’s boot off his chest breaking the pin, but not Lesnar’s focus. Lesnar pulls Sangriento up by the mask so that he can lift him into his arms. Lesnar drops Sangriento across his knee with a backbreaker, then does it one more time for good measure. It’s almost hard to watch at this point as it looks like Sangriento doesn’t even have a chance to make a comeback in this battle. Brock takes a page out of Ryback’s book, marching around the ring with Sangriento in his arms before finally tossing him overhead with a fallaway slam! Lesnar looks dead at West as he stands and the manager may have very well crapped his pants. Lesnar walks over to Sangriento and makes a legitimate cover this time:

One!



Two!



Sangriento gets his shoulder into the air, but Brock quickly grabs his arm, rolls over and now has the Kimura locked in!-

JR
Oh no, I was hoping this move wouldn’t make an appearance. How many arms have been destroyed because of this devastating maneuver?

Cole
Too many to count and Sangriento may be the next person to fall victim to it.

King
I thought you liked Sangriento?

Cole
Unlike you too, I don’t allow my personal preferences to impair my judgment and affect my commentary.

-From the screams of agony alone you can tell Sangriento is in considerable pain. Lesnar has him in the middle of the ring too, making the thought of escape even more improbable. The Ref has assumed position right by Sangriento asking him if he wants to tap. Heyman is shouting, “You better tap out before Brock breaks that skinny little arm of yours!” It would seem as though Sangriento has no choice but to submit as Brock continues to force his arm toward a direction it’s not supposed to go. Sangriento’s arm shakes as he slowly raises it into the air, the immense pain leaving him with no other choice. He begins to bring it down—West stomps right on Lesnar’s head! Lesnar still has the hold locked in, the stomp didn’t even phase him! Desperatly, West keeps stomping away, until a thought crosses his mind and he kicks the right knee Sangriento softened up. That does the trick as Lesnar pushes Sangriento off of him so he can stand and confront West.-

JR
I don’t know if I can watch happens next.

Cole
He should have just let Sangriento tap out and get the match over with.

King
Who’s to say Lesnar would have broken the hold even after the bell rang?



-Lesnar has West backed in the corner with nowhere to run or hide with Heyman screaming out for Brock to end him. Brock rears back for a strike when suddenly Sangriento hops onto his shoulders from behind and plants Brock’s skull into the mat with a poison-rana! The momentum of the move causes Brock to get back onto his feet almost instantly, but he’s clearly dazed allowing Sangriento to come charging forward and when he jumps it almost looks like he’s floating in the air before he nails Brock with a beautiful 540 kick! Brock drops down to a knee and Sangriento races over to the ropes and again targets Lesnar’s head, this time with a spike hurricanarana. After three quick moves in succession, Sangriento seems to be back in the driver’s seat. Seizing advantage of the opportunity, Sangriento leaps into the air and drops a knee across Brock’s forehead then goes for the pin:

One!



Two!



Brock kicks out emphatically, and Sangriento goes flying into the air! -

JR
Brock Lesnar just took so many brutal blows to the head, yet kicked out like they were nothing. This guy is just unbelievable sometimes.

Cole
Sangriento has been hanging in there, but who knows how much more he can take at this point?

King
And who knows how much more he needs to dish out to keep Lesnar down for the three-count?

-Lesnar is nearly back on his feet and Sangriento realizes that it’s now or never for him. He doubles Lesnar over with a spinning back kick to the gut, then races over to the ropes where he springboards off the middle rope and back over to Lesnar looking to put him away with that cutter of his, but Lesnar shows off why they call him a freak of nature by holding Sangriento there in the air! He places one hand on the back of Sangriento’s neck and the other on his lower back and flips the man who’s nearly half his weight onto his shoulder into a fireman’s carry position. This is it; Brock’s going for the F5! The fans can’t help but pop after that impressive reversal and when they see Sangriento unleash a hellacious flurry of elbows to the side of Brock’s head they keep up the noise.-

King
Just look at Sangriento go! He’s throwing those elbows like his life depended on it… and it does!

-Lesnar drops to a knee as Sangriento keeps on hitting those elbows and then Lesnar falls forward with Sangriento on top of him who has to have hit well-over two dozen elbows by now but refuses to relent. Sangriento gets to his feet and races over to the rope and climbs to the top where he’s most comfortable. He looks over at Heyman who’s screaming a whole bunch of gibberish, trying to distract him, but it doesn’t work this time. Heyman looks on wide-eyed as Sangriento dives off the top rope and nails Brock in the chest with front dropkick! He kips up and knocks Lesnar down with another dropkick. This is the most fired up we’ve seen Sangriento in this match but the adrenaline causes him to make a critical mistake as he actually attempts to go for a powerbomb on Lesnar! Lesnar stands up, then throws Sangriento down with an alabama slam! He quickly rolls Sangriento backwards and onto his feet then shoots him over to the other side of the ring. Sangriento strikes first and nails Brock in that sore right knee with a front chop block.-



-Sangriento races over to the ropes just as Brock gets back to a vertical base, jumps onto him, spins around him then plants his head into the mat again, with a game-changing satellite ddt! Both men are down and the crowd is on their feet chanting “That was awesome!” in response to that entire exchange between the two men. It took damn near everything he had, but Sangriento was finally able to keep Brock down for a considerable amount of time, but after everything he endured himself throughout this match, he can’t even capitalize on his efforts and go for a pin. Both managers standing there on the apron are looking concerned, a first for Heyman who was wearing a smug smirk on his face all match long. However, now as The Ref’s double-down ten-count hits the three mark, Heyman is finally seeing that this match wasn’t going to be the walk in the park that he thought it would be. -

JR
Bah gawd, what a match this has been so far! While Brock being a beast has come at no surprise, Sangriento has demonstrated that there’s a big heart stuffed in that tiny body of his.

Cole
You sure sound surprised at that. Maybe it was because you wrote the little guy off before the match even began.

King
It’s hard bet against Lesnar, but somehow Sangriento has managed to turn the odds in his favor after that last DDT.

-With The Ref’s count at seven, Sangriento and Lesnar have dragged themselves over to their respective corners! Could this be the moment everyone has been waiting for? The crowd is getting hyped now and pops when, when Sangriento looks over his shoulder to see Lesnar over by West and then, in his desperation he tags in West! At first, Heyman is reluctant, he was so sure he wouldn’t step foot in the ring that he still has his hat and suit jacket on, but as soon as he sees West nervously step into the ring, Heyman tells dazed and potentially concussed Brock that he’ll “takes things from here” and accepts the tag. The crowd is on their feet ready to see just what these two men will do to each other, watching in anticipation as Heyman removes his jacket and hat to hang them both on the ring post before slowly steeping between the ropes and entering the ring.-

JR
Now this where things should get entertaining. I’m dying to see if either of these two men can put their money where their mouth is.

Cole
You’re no different than these idiotic fans! How could you be encouraging this senseless act of violence? Brock and Sangriento duking it out is one thing, but the two most brilliant minds in XWL should not be in a wrestling ring.

King
Well they should have thought of that before they stuck their noses where they didn’t belong during the pre-show.

Cole
Stuck their noses where didn’t belong? Are you kidding me!?—

JR
Have you been taking notes from West?

Cole
—Both men had the best interest of their clients at heart.

King
It’s as they say: the road to hell is paved with good intentions and I’m sure that this will be hell for Heyman and West.

-Neither Sangriento nor Lesnar are waiting on the apron; the former trying to recuperate after the beating he took and the latter trying to shake the cobwebs after taking several hard blows to the head. What that all means is that the fate of match now rests in the hands of Heyman and West who approach each other hesitantly although the words have starting flying a long time ago. Heyman screams out that he’s going to “finish what Brock started” while West retorts that the only Heyman has ever finished are his client’s meals, which causes Heyman to break-out in a fit of sarcastic laughter that ends when he wipes an invisible tear out from under his eye. Heyman shouts out his clients eat nobody’s like Sangriento for breakfast and that if West didn’t try to come to his rescue during the preshow then they wouldn’t be standing in the ring right now. The crowd has gone from cheering and chanting in their attempts to goad the two men into battling it out, to booing harshly at their obvious stall tactics.-

JR
I should have expected better than to expect these two to actually give the people what they wanted.

Cole
I’m loving what I’m seeing. These two have obviously decided to talk things out, and end things on a gentleman’s agreement.

King
Maybe you can’t hear what they’re seeing, but you can just tell by their body language they’re not going to be hugging each other or shaking hands anytime son.

-In fact, the only things the hands of Heyman and West have been used for are to point threateningly and be balled up into fists. West screams out that Heyman is teetering on the brink of irrelevancy while West is what’s hot right now, and that barb catches Heyman right in his soft spot: his ego. His face gets red while the people in the front row who managed to catch what West said shout out “Oh!” Heyman gets right into West’s face and barks at him to repeat the insult and as West goes to do it, he realizes he fell for Heyman’s trap the hard way when he gets rocked with a sucker punch that busts his lower lip open. The crowd pops at the action finally getting heated because West’s reaction makes it clear that he’s not about to let that slide.-

JR
And here we go folk! Things are starting to heat up!

Cole
I can’t believe you people are enjoying this! It makes me absolutely sick to my stomach.

King
Feel free to get up and leave Cole until the match, heck until the show is over. JR and I can hold the fort down until your grand return.

-Heyman’s eyes widen. He channeled his inner Brock with that punch and it didn’t even knock West down. He turns to run but West manages to grab him by the back of his tiny ponytail but Heyman won’t be denied and he keeps pressing forward until he’s able to tag in Brock!-

JR
Oh…

Cole
My…

King
Goodness…

-In the enjoyment of seeing Heyman and West go at it the people didn’t even notice that Brock got back on the apron, but Heyman sure did and when he tags his client back into the match you can feel the life get sucked out of the arena. They may all dislike West – who glances over his shoulder to find that Sangriento is still out of commission – but is being stuck alone in the ring with Brock Lesnar something they would wish on any man? Heyman screams at Brock to “end West” but it’s not like Brock has to be told to hurt someone… it’s what he loves to do, right behind getting paid to do it. West backs up slowly as though a sudden movement would compel the beast to strike, but Brock isn’t the kind to stand idly by. He makes his approach to Heyman when suddenly Sangriento hops onto his shoulders after a springboard! The masked man who came out of nowhere isn’t able to take Brock down, but the ensuing struggle for control, sends both men toppling over the top rope!-

JR
For the second time, Sangriento manages to save his agent at the last possible second. Though one has to wonder how much luckier West can get.

Cole
Luck? Who’s to say he wasn’t pretending to be afraid to lull Lesnar into complacency?

King
Not even West is that good of an actor.

-Sangriento hangs onto the ropes to keep himself on the apron, and West tags him in just before Sangriento leaps onto the top rope for a springboard, but then just falls backward in a move he calls the leap of faith! He’s able to take Lesnar down, but he knows better to assume Brock will stay down. He slides into the ring to reset The Ref’s ten-count then rolls back onto the apron.-



-Sangriento takes a running start then leaps off with the Red Star Press and hits it perfectly! West is beside himself in excitement telling Sangriento to get the near 300-pounder back inside of the ring in the hopes that he has done enough to get a pinfall. Sangriento is trying to get Lesnar over to the apron, and he’s understandably having some trouble. West gets off the apron to help and together the two men are able to actually roll Lesnar into the ring before he powers out of their grasps knocking them both to the ground. Lesnar rolls out of the ring restarting The Ref’s count, then snatches up Sangriento into his arms and rams him into the ring post! Lesnar lets Sangriento drop to the ground, but the moment of relief for the masked warrior is temporary before Brock forces him up then shoots him over to the steel stairs. There’s a sickening sound that echoes throughout the arena when Sangriento collides with the stairs with so much force that the top half nearly falls off. However, it rocks back into place giving Sangriento something to lean against as he clutches his sore left shoulder.-

JR
For a second, a brief moment, Sangriento could have had this match won if only he hit that shooting star press inside of the ring.

Cole
There’s no way that didn’t do some kind of damage to Lesnar, but Sangriento needs to stop the former UFC champion’s offensive onslaught to capitalize.

King
Maybe you haven’t been paying attention all match, but it’s really easy to say that you’re going to stop Brock Lesnar, but it’s a plan that’s not quite as easy to execute.

-Lesnar has the cold, expression look on his face as he walks over to Sangriento who’s on his hands and knees crawling to who knows where. Lesnar pushes the sole of his boot against Sangriento’s face and knocks him to the ground. He then begins stomping on Sangriento repeatedly, looking to inflict the maximum amount of damage to the Mexican, taking a break only to restart The Ref’s count. Brock likes being out there on the outside of the ring, where every move is so much more impactful and the environment is so much more dangerous. He picks up Sangriento, and an idea crosses his mind and Lesnar tries to rip off Sangriento’s mask! With his pride and Mexican heritage now at stake, Sangriento comes back to life and tries to mount a comeback nailing Brock with a flurry of rights and lefts to the side, until Brock stuns him with a headbutt then drapes him over his shoulder in a set up for a powerslam. But instead of slamming Sangriento to the mat which would have surely brought him a world of pain, Brock charges over to the ring post ready to launch his opponent head-first, but at the last possible second Sangriento slips out of Lesnar’s grasp and pushes him forward into the post!-

JR
Bah gawd, did you see the way Lesnar’s head bounced off?

King
I wish I didn’t; it looked nasty.

-Lesnar doesn’t fall, and instead staggers, wobbly-kneed, over to the announce table as if he were drunk and that’s where Sangriento takes him by the head and slams him face first onto the table cover! Lesnar refuses to fall and Sangriento follows him over to the barricade, and slams his head against that too. Sangriento does it one more time for good measure but the trifecta is blocked as Lesnar uses his hands to stop the momentum then drives his elbow right into Sangriento’s gut doubling him over. Lesnar places one hand on the back of Sangriento’s head and the other on the back of his tights then tosses him into the stairs again. Lesnar is really narrowing his focus on that left shoulder and one has to wonder how long Sangriento will last is Lesnar is able to get that Kimura locked in again. Lesnar backs up then takes a moment to look around at the people booing him until their throats go sore. He dashes forward, aiming for Sangriento’s shoulder with his boot and misses!-



-There’s a sharp bang as Lesnar kicks the steel stairs and pain shoots up the right leg that Sangriento spent the early portions of the match working over. Sangriento himself slips into the ting as The Ref’s count hits eight, leaving Lesnar on the outside of the ring as he tries to walk off the numbing pain that has him limping. The Ref’s count hits nine and West is jumping up and down feeling that the end is near. Sangriento os sitting in the corner, taking in deep breaths, beyond ready for this match to be over. However, Heyman thinks quickly for the sake of not wanting the match to end like this and gets into the ring and begins screaming in The Referee’s face. That gives Lesnar enough time to recouperate and slip into the ring to the dismay of the crowd. The Ref finally gets Heyman on the apron and turns to see Brock charge at Sangriento in the corner.-



-Sangriento pins Brock’s shoulders to the mat with a school boy:


One!


Two!


As he feels Brock begin to kick out, Sangriento, grabs a hold of his right leg, flips Lesnar onto his stomach and now has a single legged boston crab locked in! Sangriento is putting everything he has into the hold, hoping with all his heart that he did enough damage to Lesnar’s knee to force him to tap out. But Lesnar is just too damn strong and refuses to go down like this. He starts dragging himself over to the ropes and with a big lunge… his misses the ropes as Don West pulls it away! Sangriento seizes advantage of Lesnar’s confusion and uses what’s left of his energy to drag him back over to the center of the ring and sit down on the submission! Lesnar is howling in pain and there are some members of the audience who are actually chanting for him to tap out! Lesnar’s arm trembles as he raises it into the air… and Heyman’s hands come crashing down on the back of Sangriento’s head! He hits him once more on that sore left shoulder causing him to break the hold.-

JR
Aw, son of a bitch. Could you imagine if Sangriento forced Lesnar to tap out?

Cole
It certainly would have been one of the defining moments of his career, that’s for sure, but Heyman took that away from him.

King
Looks like the managers are a little less hesitant about getting involved in this match.

JR
Perhaps they can sense that their clients can’t take too much more and are starting to get desperate.

-Sangriento chases after Heyman who quickly scrambles out of the ring. Through his mask, Sangriento screams out what can only be assumed to be profanities in Heyman’s general direction, until Lesnar interrupts him by spinning him around, hoisting him onto his shoulders, and while he’s having trouble planting his right leg, he’s still able to pull off the F5! Lesnar rolls Sangriento onto his back and pins him; this is it!



One!


Two!



West breaks it up! The match could have been over by now but has constantly been extended by the interferences of these managers whose egos won’t allow their respective client to lose. Just like Heyman, West scurries out of the ring before Brock can get his hands on him, and now Heyman is back on the apron dictating things. He tells Brock to let West watch Sangriento suffer and Lesnar obliges. He starts lifting Sangriento to a vertical base where Sangriento lashes out with a kick to the leg that sends Brock limping around the ring.-



-Sangriento takes Brock by the arm and tries to throw him over to the other side of the ring but he doesn’t have the strength necessary to make Lesnar budge. Lesnar tugs Sangriento over to him and drives his own shoulder into Sangriento’s bad left one, but hangs onto his arm preventing the sub-two hundred pounder from falling. Lesnar lifts his opponent onto his shoulders where he’s held helpless in a torture rack! Heyman can’t stop himself from laughing while West is pleading with Sangriento to find a way out of this predicament. Lesnar continuously pulls down on Sangriento’s head and thigh threatening to break him half and you can hear the poor guy’s screams loud and clear even from under the mask; the language barrier doesn’t stop you from knowing that he’s enduring more pain than a man should be required to. The Ref is right there by Sangriento’s head asking him every now and then if he wants to give up and sooner, rather than later, it’s safe to assume that Sangriento will run out of “Nos.” -

JR
This is getting hard to listen to, much less watch. Haven’t you proved enough Sangriento? Don’t you care if you can walk another day?

Cole
He’s not a quitter; he’s a fighter. You could learn a thing or two from this heartwarming performance we’re witnessing.

King
Like what? How to be so self-absorbed you can’t see when someone else has you beat?

But Lesnar doesn’t have the match in the bag just yet… Sangriento still has one more trick up his sleeve and if it doesn’t work for him here then this is pretty much the end of him. He reaches down and rakes Lesnar’s eyes and right away Lesnar begins screaming though it looks like it’ll take more than that to get him to break this torture rack submission. Sangriento abandons the eyes for the time being and instead goes to work on Lesnar’s head, elbowing away at him. You can see Sangriento’s body jolt every time he lands an elbow because he’s being used to utilize his bad left arm that was driven into the steel stairs twice, among other things, but he hasn’t been left with many other options. When the pain becomes too much for him to bear, he switches back to the eye-raking and now has Lesnar limping around the ring with the rack still synched in. Lesnar staggers over to the other team’s corner and West reaches over the ropes and grabs Sangriento’s legs and pulls him off! Disaster averted! But wait… The Ref is saying that the contact was a tag! West’s eyes go wide and before he can argue Lesnar grabs hold of his shirt and pulls him over the top rope!



-Heyman is beside himself with joy; this couldn’t have gone any better. As Lesnar watches West try to pull himself up, Heyman screams out mockingly that West is going to get creamed! West peers out of the ring to see Sangriento still hurting on the outside of the ring. Lesnar suddenly grabs him and pulls him up to his feet so that West can look into the eyes of the man who is one move away from putting him in the hospital. Lesnar rears back to deliver a death punch. It’s a punch that West is somehow able to duck under and as his flight or fight instincts kick in, West begins crawling over to the other side of the ring. Lesnar cuts him off with a stiff kick to the side and you can hear West scream out in pain that his ribs are broken. West coughs violently as stands to his feet and once he’s up Lesnar pushes him back into Heyman who holds his rival in place. Lesnar slaps the taste out of West’s mouth to the delight of Heyman who then orders Lesnar to “knock his lights out.”-

JR
I guess it was only a matter of time before West’s luck ran out. I wish they’d just stop toying with him, and end this already.

-West looks like he’s about to cry as he begs Lesnar not to hit him. “I’ll get you a great deal on some DVDs!” Lesnar looks confused, and that allows Sangriento to sneak up from behind and hit a dropkick. West slips out of Heyman’s grasp and the force of the kick knocks Lesnar into him! The Ref counts their contact as a tag and you can see West take a deep sigh of relief as he watches The Ref force Lesnar to get onto the apron. Lesnar finally listens and The Ref shifts his attention to pushing Sangriento all the way across the ring and back onto the apron. As he does that, Heyman looks at West sitting on the mat and shakes his head while saying that he’s not going to waste his time. He tags back in Brock who flies into the ring and jerks West onto his feet by the shirt and—The Ref knocks his hands away and tells him to get back onto the apron; he didn’t see the tag!-

King
West must have done a lot of praying before the match. There’s no other way to explain how he keeps escaping certain doom.

-The Ref threatens Lesnar with a disqualification if he doesn’t listen and it takes Heyman getting back into the ring to speak with his client directly to calm the situation down. Heyman assures Lesnar that “it won’t be long” and as the former UFC champion once again gets onto the apron. He reaches out his hand impatiently waiting to get tagged back into the match and Heyman makes a spectacle of walking over to him. He asks The Ref “are you watching now?” and goes to tag in Brock… but he’s not on the apron anymore! Sangriento has pulled Lesnar off the apron and now the two stand face to face on the outside of the ring! Lesnar goes for a punch that Sangriento ducks under and the masked man leaps onto his back and locks in a sleeper hold! Heyman looks on in shock at the scene and is surprised again by West rolling him up from behind:


One!


He grabs a handful of pants!



Two!



Three!-














-West rolls out of the ring and makes a beeline up the ramp as fast as his legs can carry him, while holding his ribs that Lesnar may have cracked with his kick. Sangriento breaks the submission on Lesnar races to meet his manager at the top of the stage where they embrace, but Sangriento winces when West touches his left shoulder. West screams out, “You’ll have plenty of time to heal, buddy because we did it!”-

JR
What a way for that match to end; I don’t know if I’m disappointed or relived. But I do get the feeling that this isn’t over yet.

-Heyman is beside himself shouting “You’re not going to get away with this.” Lesnar is recovering from the effects of the sleeper, the color is returning to his face and he’s able to stand and put some weight on his right leg. He screams angrily in frustration, then falls silent. The fact that Sangriento not only won the match but was able to walk away from it has to be considered a travesty… one that can’t be allowed to happen again.-

As a video package for the main event comes to a close, we return to hear a familiar theme song.





Michael Cole
He's back! My prayers have been answered!


Jerry Lawler
Oh, would you stop it Cole? He's only been gone for two-weeks.


None other than Roman Reigns makes his way onto the stage.





He looks into the booing audience for a moment, then continues to the ring.


[Justin Roberts]
Ladies and gentlemen... please welcome... Roman Reigns!


Roman sports an expensive suit, sunglasses, and a few rings on his fingers. In the ring now, Roman demands a microphone from the ringside crew.


Michael Cole
YES! Give that man a microphone.


Jim Ross
I wish they would give him your microphone.


Michael Cole
Oh Ha Ha. Speaking of microphones, how did they even get that headset to fit around that fat head of yours, Ross?





After getting the microphone, he looks into the audience once more.





Roman speaks.


[Roman Reigns]
Ladies and gentlemen of the XWL Universe, it is I... Roman Reigns. Yes, Yes, I know. You are all probably dying to know where I have been for the last couple weeks. That answer is quite simple...
NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!
I will however give you a little hint... anywhere but this piece of crap town. Where the hell are we anyway? You know what... it's better I not know. Because if I did, I would probably vomit. That's right... vomit. You people make me sick. I look into this audience tonight, and what do I see? Fat people who are on the 'see-food diet'. I see people that look like they fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down. I see children in the audience that will grow up to be just like their fat and/or ugly parents. Hell, the only reason their parents had them in the first place, is so they could get free money from the government each month. You people are both physically and mentally... disgusting.





[Roman Reigns]
Enough about you pathetic wastes of skin. I want to talk about one of your fellow wastes of skin, Seth Rollins. A few weeks ago, Seth Rollins made his big return to XWL. He came out here with a big ugly smile on his face and talked about how he was a changed man. How he has changed for the better. How he was never going to let you inbred-hicks down again. He came out here and talked all the nonsense. While he was talking all the nonsense... he was taking up television time. Television time that could have been used by yours truly. So what did I do? I speared his punk ass into the next century. Ever since then, he hasn't been thinking clearly. He must be out of his mind, because he challenged me.... ME... to a match. You have to either be retarded or stupid to want a match with me. Just ask CM Punk. Although he got lucky a few weeks ago and won, I still kicked his sorry ass all over the arena. I guarantee you CM Punk is a completely different man, after going one on one with me.





[Roman Reigns]
Seth, I know you're watching some where in this arena tonight. I want you to listen very closely to what I'm about to say. Seth, a few weeks ago, I offered you the chance to get down on your knees and beg for forgiveness. I offered you the chance to beg that I don't end your career tonight. You did not beg, but you hid behind Stephanie McMahon and had her make the match for you. Tonight Seth, I show no mercy. Tonight Seth, you might as well kiss your career goodbye. After tonight, you better hope you get lucky enough that I only end your career and not something more. I am the Alpha-Male of XWL. I am a man... that with his hands... does whatever he wants to... because he can. Goodbye Seth.


Roman drops the microphone.


Jim Ross
Strong words from Roman Reigns, but can he back up those words?


Michael Cole
Of course he can. He's the Alpha-Male of XWL for crying out loud!


Jerry Lawler
This kid has been talking a big game. Personally, I hope he gets whats coming to him tonight.





We transition into our next segment, as Roman is shown looking into the audience.

**We are now backstage with none other than the self proclaimed "Greatest Man That Ever Lived" Austin Aries.**



Austin Aries
Holy cra--, Wait a minute is this a PG show? Ah what the hell, holy crap we are here at November to Remember. It good to be back here in XWL and be apart of a Pay-Per-View like this. I mean it feels like a long time since I was involved in that Elimination Chamber match. But hey anyway its good to be here to shine on that big stage. Oh look I have even got my name below, Well I hope the video editor has put it in so I don't look like a total idiot right now. Anyway jokes out the way, I am glad to be here, I am glad that I have come back and I have got myself a match at the PPV. This is when A Double gets in to serious mode ladies and gentlemen. Over the past couple of weeks after I returned to XWL a certain so-called "Show Off" decided to interrupt me and viciously attacked me. Well each week something has gone down. He tried to get the upper hand each time because he thinks he is so damn clever doesn't he.



Austin Aries
Well Dolph your not the only one who has got the intelligence buddy, I may have not of got an fancy diploma from Kent State or have a great amateur wrestling back ground but I am still smart kid. You mock me saying I have done nothing in the big leagues and I agreed with you. But that doesn't matter because tonight I will take one step further on my climb to the top of Mount XWL. As much as it pains me to say it, your one of the top guys here in XWL and beating you will surely be a sign that I am on my way, beating you will push me up that proverbial ladder. Oh and I may sound a little cocky saying I am going to beat you but that just me for you, I am a little cocky, I know how good I am, I know I can "show off" just like you junior and Dolph let me take you back this past week on Breakdown.



Austin Aries
This past week on Breakdown you had a little sample of what you are going to get tonight. You had a taste of what I am going to do to you on this November evening and it will indeed be memorable. I won't be stopped by any authority this time, I won't stop until your hand slams down on that repeatedly or your shoulders are down for the 1, 2, 3!! So Dolph get ready, because I am going to show you whos going to steal this show.



**Austin Aries mocks Dolph by taking his cap off and running his hand through his hair then flicks it at the camera before putting his cap back on and walks off as we end this segment.**

A hype video for the Street Fight scheduled to take place later tonight between Edge and Ted DiBiase comes to a close and the scene fades to backstage in one of the many corridors. In the distance we can see the Diva who was just attacked by Summer Rae following her match with Maria, that diva being Kaitlyn. She begins to draw closer and closer to the camera but the interviewer doesn’t quite get her attention just yet. She is holding the side of her head following not only a kick to the head, but also being hit with Summer’s signature move, it caused Kaitlyn to be in a little bit of pain, especially after the fact she just went through a hellacious No Holds Barred match with Maria.



As Kaitlyn gets close to the camera, she is stopped by the interviewer who begins to speak. She is somewhat startled by him as she didn’t expect to be approach this soon, especially right after she was attacked the way she was. But she didn’t seem to mind it none the less as she stops to listen to what the interview has to say to her.



[Interviewer]
Excuse me, Kaitlyn. I just wanted to get some thoughts about what that attack was about and what may have provoked Summer to attack you the way she did? I don’t recall the two of you ever having any previous encounters that may have caused this, so it has left most of us to be confused about the entire situation.



[Kaitlyn]
I wish I knew myself.

Kaitlyn stops talking following saying that few words as she looks out into the distance before letting out a faint little chuckle, causing herself to look down just a bit before raising her head and looking back at the interviewer who still stands there. She doesn’t say anything at first, trying to gather some thoughts before going to speak once again.



[Kaitlyn]
Could just be another case of the Maria. A diva who is simply desperate for attention so she decides to get attention, the best way for that would be to attack one of the divas who sit atop this division. Could just be maybe I did say something wrong at a previous time that maybe didn’t go to well with her, I don’t know. I wish I knew but I don’t, I really don’t. And just when I thought I was done dealing with these types of Divas and just when I thought it was time for me to once again go after that championship, another diva seems to stick her nose in business that doesn’t even concern her. You saw what happened on Breakdown this past week, right?

[Interviewer]
Yeah, of course!

[Kaitlyn]
That was my night, where things were going to start turning around. I beat AJ Lee, the current champion, in a match cleanly. I didn’t have any outside interference, I didn’t cheat, I beat her cleanly. That was a sign to me that it was about time for me to reclaim what is mine and not only did I beat AJ, I won the Diva of the Year Slammy. I don’t know about you, but that was just screaming that this was the turnaround of my career for these past couple of months. I beat AJ, I beat Maria and I won the Slammy. Things were going great until Summer Rae decided that it was her turn to share my spotlight.

Kaitlyn stops speaking and moves her hands through her hair, brushing It out of her face she is showing some obvious signs of annoyance after being attack like that. Like she said, this was her chance to move away from these pesky little games and it was her chance to once again be a contender for that championship but now she has yet another diva to deal with in the likes of Summer Rae so it seems.

[Kaitlyn]
I’m sorry, I’m just not in the best of moods right now.



[Interviewer]
It’s alright, but if you wouldn’t mind, I did have one last question for you. I was just wondering but how does it feel to finally be finished with Maria? You beat her and as the deal that the two of you agreed on, she is now out of this company. Must feel great, right?

Kaitlyn couldn’t help but let a smile slip out after hearing that. Maria is gone, even though she has a new problem, Maria is gone. It’s a burden that was lifted off her shoulders and she couldn’t feel any happier.



[Kaitlyn]
It feels great, it really does. It’s been a fight close to like four months in the making, all started one month after I lost my championship. It’s been a war that we’ve been fighting and I think it is safe to say that I not only won the war, but I did this entire company a favor. Maria, deep down inside she can be sweet but I just think that things just got to her head. She’s been in and out of the company for close to five years now and she hasn’t really done anything of importance. I don’t mean to bash on her like that but that is just how it has been. She hasn’t really amounted to anything and I feel bad for her but choosing to attack one of the top divas won’t do you any favors, I think Summer should realize that herself before she gets in way over her head. Now if you'd excuse me...

Kaitlyn begins to walk away, placing her hand on the side of her head again. She begins to turn a corner and the screen begins to fade to the next segment of the night.

Jeff Hady's music begins to blast throughout the speakers, and his "Creatures of the Night" roar with excitement, jumping to their feet in an instant, holding up their various signs for him. But the hype felt by the fans isn't met by an appropriate entrance, instead Jeff Hardy slowly pushes past the curtain, not even the least bit phased by the reaction from the fans.



It's a strange sight, but an appropriate one given the events of The Slammy Awards. On a night where joy and elation took center stage, Jeff only found himself trapped in a cage full of regret, remorse, and emptiness.


[JR]
Jeff's return may still be fresh in our minds, but deep inside the head of Jeff Hardy, the only thing that has to be going through it, is the fact that he was forced to watch as The Wyatt Family dismantled his own bother in front of him.

[King]
It was hard to watch as a viewer, but to see your own flesh and blood go through that, when all they wanted was another chance to show the world of wrestling what they were made of...it's just unfortunate, and it's not right.

[Michael Cole]
You could almost say Jeff has no one to blame but himself...he's the one that demanded the match, he's the one who decided to come back to XWL because he wanted The Hardyz to have one last stand together...but after what The Wyatts did, Matt will be lucky if he ever stands period, much less by his brother's side.

Making his descent down the ramp, the camera zooms closer on Jeff's face, his emotions forming a wall of nothing, there's no wild and crazy energy like we've come to expect from Jeff, there's no energy period.



The fans hold their hands out over the guardrails, hoping to get a high five from one of their favorites, but they're met by only the passing air Jeff brings about when he walks past them, almost as if he were in a zombie like trance, where nothing else exists in his eyes.




He stops as he nears the ring, the look on his face showing even more sadness than before, is he reliving what happened just by seeing an almost exact ring setting? Are the painful minutes playing back in his head over and over? His eyes remain still, not blinking not straying from the steps, the ring, the entire ringside area, he's looking at the site where his brother was destroyed, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.



[King]
The look on Jeff's face right now says it all, you can tell he blames himself...he couldn't save his brother like he did two weeks ago, he was as helpless as Matt was when he was picked apart and made an example of.


[Michael Cole]
Jeff's decision to come back out of his unofficial retirement could be one he now regrets...he pushed getting revenge on The Wyatt Family, and we saw how that ended for Matt Hardy.


[JR]
It wasn't his fault though, what happened last week shouldn't have happened, there's no excuse for it.

Now in the center of the ring, Jeff stands there in silence. The fans are cheering, trying to get him to breakout of this mental prison he's locked himself in, but it's no use. The microphone he's holding remains at his side, he's come out here to say something, but does he even have the ability to talk?



For what seems like longer than it is, Jeff just stays there glazed eyes, motionless, voiceless, and frozen. But we notice his arm moving up in very slow pace, getting closer to his face, and the cameras pan inward, trying to capture this moment, what will Jeff say?




[Jeff Hardy]
I don't deserve your praise, I'm not someone you should be cheering for, I did something I'm not proud, something I wish I could take back, something I wish I could change but try as I might, I can't. There's no going back in time, there's no altering events that have already gone down, what happened, happened.



[Jeff Hardy]
It's something I've fought against the voices inside my head about, it's something I've thought long, I've thought hard, and I've thought endlessly over. How do I make right, what is everything but? How do you look someone in the eyes, and unsee what you've seen. Every glance, every blink of an eye, the tales of torture are never ending and there is no pause, you have to sit through it...you have to be there for them, to tell them it'll be okay, that you'll make the evil that did this to you pay...all while being treated to nothing but bitter flash backs. My brother worked hard to come back, to be better than ever, and he was...my brother was on the path to carving his own piece of the puzzle in this crazy world. No overshadow of his own flesh and blood, no chain binding us together making us some twisted two for one deal...




[Jeff Hardy]
But now all that's changed...some higher power, here to teach me some sort of a lesson, to give me some second chance that is far from my second...chose to use my brother, the reason for my return, as an example to me...an example that I am not right, a way, to make me right...but what was done, was anything BUT right! I don't know The Wyatt Family, but I know you don't mess with Family, and that's what they've done!



[Jeff Hardy]
See, it is not I that needs to be taught a lesson, it is YOU Bray Wyatt! You and your messed up cult that you call a "family" you don't know the meaning of Family...but I'll tell you this, you'll be one being a taught a lesson! A lesson you won't soon forget, this world without sin you speak of, is only that, merely spoken of.




[Jeff Hardy]
Because your journey is nothing but sin...you live the way of a savage, not thinking twice about the consequences for your actions, only your calling from the higher power that exists in your world. But I am the consequences, because that's all I've faced my entire life...my mistakes have had repercussions, just like my life grew into a mistake, I grew into a physical being forged of only consequence. The good and the bad shaped me into who I am, and who I am is the karmic force incarnate. You know not what you've done, but when all is said and done, The Wyatt Family...WILL BE DONE!





The lights in the arena go dark as the fans go silent. The silence surrounding the arena is broken when the sound of a match striking can be heard and suddenly the titantron lights up with the image of The Wyatt Family.




{Bray Wyatt}
Jeff, I am truly sorry for what transpired on Breakdown. It was a necessary evil, like myself and I had hoped to avoid it but you and your brother forced my hand. The world, that you claim is another falsehood, is coming and I could not allow something else to impede it's progress and that something else was The Hardy's. I had hoped to avoid this with our actions on Matt's return but obviously you were persistent and forced my hand. What happened to your brother....it was your own doing Jeff but I did it in the hope it would open your eyes and your soul to our cause but once again it seems I have failed.




{Bray Wyatt}
Hardy, you are not a karmic force but rather a test for this new world and it's Shepard and this is a test I will triumph. You are the embodiment of what this world breeds, vice riddled failures who leech the life out of those near and dear to them. As I said Jeff it is your fault that Matt suffered, your stubbornness and arrogance lead to that match which, in turn, lead to my decision. Your whole life has been about being an outcast, about being misunderstood.....just like me. We are alike in that way the only difference though is once you got fame, recognition and found people that understood you whore'd yourself out.You didn't use it for the betterment of those who got you but instead made them fund your vices! Whether it was adrenaline, drugs, alcohol, or money these people were a means to an end. For me, these people are sheep, and of those sheep, the ones who understand me and understand the fallacies of this world need me to lead them, to lead them to salvation and to our new world.




[Jeff Hardy]
You're not misunderstood, you're just misinformed. You think you've got it all figured out, but figure THIS out! If I'm some test subject, if I'm another example of the product of your "New World" then what happens when I go wrong? What happens when your "betterment" leads to your own dismemberment?




{Bray Wyatt}
Then I put you down and start anew. I want to find a way to save those that don't meet the new world's standard and you're another step in that process, nothing more and nothing less.




[Jeff Hardy]
Unfortunately for you, I'm a step in the wrong direction. The decision you made last week to use my brother as means to enlighten me, has only shrouded me in darkness...darkness that can only be illuminated by the light of revenge!




{Bray Wyatt}
Revenge is a terrible thing Jeff.....it rots and sickens the soul to a point of no return. If you decide to become illuminated by the light of Wyatt and the new world I promise will come you will be cleansed and will be THE pristine example of how evil and sin can be turned to good and pure. I WANT to help you Mr. Hardy but you reject my insights, my methods and that is fine but it will only lead to your own damnation. You will meet with Sister Abigail......and you will fall, like all the rest.

Bray stops for a moment before doing as he always does to end his ramblings....


We're Here.....











The lights go out and the arena goes quiet as they know what follows this, not only the entrance but the carnage and destruction that comes in it's wake.





The Wyatt's take their usual path to the ring, Bray in front and lantern in hand with Rowan and Harper in tow. They find their way to Bray's usual seat and he sits. Jeff prepares in the ring, knowing what comes next, he keeps focused on Bray's lone light. The shepard of the new world lifts the lantern to his face and....





The lights go from darkness to light and Harper and Rowan have surrounded Jeff but Jeff has a trick of his own! Hardy now holds a steel chair in the center of the ring, Rowan and Harper hesitate until Bray begins to order them to attack. Both men step in and charge Hardy! He swings the chair and drills Rowan on the head, sending him flying towards the ring corner. Jeff turns and doesn't have enough time to use the chair so he attempts a kick to the gut of Harper but he get's caught! Jeff drops the chair for a moment and with his leg still grasped, leaps off one foot and connects with a big twisting back kick! Harper staggers back and Jeff immediately grabs the chair and throws it at him, smacking against his back! Jeff grabs his arm and whips him over to the same corner as his partner. Jeff takes aim and charges them but Rowan shoves his partner out of the way and as Hardy closes in he lifts him up and into the air! Rowan, thinking he's tossed Hardy from the ring, walks to the center of the ring satisfied. He helps Harper up but they both turn and see Hardy on the top rope! Jeff leaps and connects with the Whisper in the Wind! Jeff jumps to his feet and starts strutting around the ring beating his chest as the fans pump up as well!


{Jim Ross}
I can't believe my eyes! Jeff Hardy is hanging in there with Bray Wyatt's "brothers" all by himself!

{Jerry Lawler}
It's awesome! He's looking to get that revenge he was talking about a few moments ago!

{Michael Cole}
Revenge? It's his own fault what happened to Matt! Why would you antagonize a group of people like The Wyatt's?!

{Jerry Lawler}
Because they went after his family, and you don't not stand up for your family, Michael! And it looks like he's about to get the ultimate revenge.


And just as King said, Hardy and Bray have become locked in a stare down. Bray slowly rises from his seat and begins chuckling manically, this infuriates Jeff who starts demanding he enter the ring. Bray slowly, each step seeming like eternity, stomps towards the ring. He reaches the ring apron and grabs the middle rope and just as he's about to enter the ring, Jeff grabs him by the shirt! The fans erupt as he tries pulling him into the ring but as he gets Wyatt up to the apron both Harper and Rowan coming shooting from the outside where they were sent by Hardy's offense and pull the "Charismatic Enigma" off their shepard. They drag him to the center of the ring and start putting the boots to him as Bray walks around the ring, grabbing the chair that Jeff initially used and taking it into the ring.


{Jim Ross}
This isn't looking good....

{Jerry Lawler}
I can't watch!


Harper and Rowan grab each one of Jeff's arms and forces him to his knees, much like last week when they forced him to watch the assault of his brother. Bray, steel chair in hand, stares expressionless for a few moments before dropping the chair in front off Jeff. He starts laughing uncontrollably again and backs into the corner behind him. He stares at Hardy while laughing until out of nowhere he delivers a vicious slap across his own face?! His expression goes from laughter and sick, perverse joy to a look and gaze of almost pure evil. He continues slapping himself over and over again until he seemingly snaps and storms over to Jeff and delivers the biggest slap yet! Jeff, looking to the ground following the slap, slowly looks up to Bray who still has the fiendish look across his face. Bray takes one step back, the chair still in front of Hardy, and motion for the big men to lift Jeff to his feet. From there, in one swift motion, Bray charges forward and hooks Hardy's chest and squats down holding Hardy in that position for a few seconds. Then.....





{Jim Ross}
Dear lord! Face first onto that steel chair!

{Jerry Lawler}
Where is the help at?! How can people just sit here and watch this go down?!

{Michael Cole}
It's because people are smart to leave these crazies alone! Jeff poked them and now they're lashing out!


Cole maybe right as Bray paces around the unconscious body of Jeff Hardy. He keeps going back and forth before stopping and grabbing Rowan by his beard, he yells "Bring me a microphone!" and releases him. Rowan scrambles out of and back into the ring with the mic in hand, he hands it to Bray who in turn begins to speak as he shifts around the ring.




{Bray Wyatt}
Jeff....I had a story I meant to share with you before.....before all of this.....the story of Sister Abigail. She showed me the path on which I follow now, she set me towards this moment. She taught us that we must be the ones to strike first or you will fail. She also told me, on her dying breath, that I was chosen long before the idea of me was conceived to lead us to the new world and that the coming fires that would engulf us....were our friends. I love Sister Abigail.....love you Sister Abigail. This evil world needs Sister Abigail, as did I.....and so her touch will save the world but first....her kiss must burn it to the ground.....





Bray drops to his knees and extends his arms outwards as his henchman or as he would say "brothers" pose over each shoulder. He looks into the air as if he's praying th-!

With a quick recap of The Slammy Awards the show continues on by heading somewhere backstage with Scott Stanford standing by for his upcoming interview..



[Scott Stanford]
She's the number one contender to The Divas Championship, winner of the first ever and only ever Divas Elimination Chamber match in history...ladies and gentlemen give it up someone that could make tonight a very memorable November if she becomes The NEW Divas Champion, here she is...Layla!

Stepping up from the side of the camera Layla waves at the camera, smiling and seemingly in good spirits heading into the match she's been after since the conclusion of last year's November to Remember.



[Scott Stanford]
Tonight you could have something very big to be thankful for Layla, how are you feeling?



[Layla]
To say I'm excited would be a huge understatement. You know last year at this exact pay-per-view I was in this position, I was one of the challengers for The Divas Championship, and while I wasn't the one pinned, I wasn't the one who got the pin either. So it's been a year of good mixed with bad, I've grown a lot, more so than I have in the past, and I think everything I've endured has all been leading up to this moment. Hard work does pay off, and after redeeming myself for my past behavior, and gaining a new outlook on my career, I truly believe I'm ready to reign as Divas Champion again. But this time, I'll be a champion this division, this company, and the fans can be proud of.



[Scott Stanford]
Do you believe AJ Lee isn't the type of champion everyone can be proud to call their Divas Champion?


[Layla]
It's not that, she is a bit...conceited...but we all have our moments like that, she's very talented, she's unpredictable, and those are things that make for not only an entertaining Divas Champion, but a deserving one. The thing is though, she needs to open up her eyes and see people that aren't reflections of her own self. She didn't earn that title match that Stephanie gave her, she made the most of it and damn well deserved to come out on top of that one, but I had to go through an Elimination Chamber with five other incredibly strong contenders to get this title match. All she did is complain for months, and so for her to discredit what I did and have done just rubbed me the wrong way.





[Layla]
I wasn't given this shot, I wasn't some hand picked challenger, those are all things that describe AJ and how she found her way to being Divas Champion. I take nothing away from what she can do and has done, but that has to be a two way street. She wants respect, well she needs to learn what I had to, and that's to get it, you have to give it. I know Stephanie was taking to shake things up in the title scenes, she sure did that by crowning new champions all around...but I can't help but feel like it was a bit unfair to make me and five other women go through that chamber, when AJ didn't have to do anything to get her shot.


[Scott Stanford]
Stephanie has really shaken the foundation of this company, proving to be a very strict and unorthodox General Manager, such as the stipulation she placed on AJ's Ladder Match with Kaitlyn last week.


[Layla]
Oh yes, how I could forget...no matter how hard I've tried to put it in the back of my mind these last few days, it's been a bit of downer knowing what's coming. I was excited for Kaitlyn to win, but then I found out that she's apparently looking to get a bit of payback for me beating her, and I love her I do, but that's a little...immature? I get that she wanted to be number one contender, and wants The Divas Championship back, and wants her rematch that she didn't get, but you know I wanted mine back too last year, and we don't always get what we want when we want it. Brie got several rematches, while I wasn't even pinned in our mach last November, and I got nothing.





[Layla]
I didn't look to get some petty revenge, I just got over it and worked hard to get that match whenever I got it, which is tonight. I'm not angry at Kaitlyn for what she's decided to do with the prize she won last week, it was her decision, but you know she gave me hell for trying to be the only friend she had at the time because of Maria, and because she was the "one to beat" so no one put business aside when dealing with her...but I was different. I was the support she needed, even when she attacked me for no reason...so for her to decide that I'm going to be the one handcuffed to AJ is a tad annoying. Not going to lie, I don't believe that just because I won The Elimination Chamber and she came second, that she should take that out on me and "punish" me. But it is what it is, if I've gotta be handcuffed to AJ, and watch her eye my new title with her hungry eyes and foaming mouth for a little while, then I guess that's the price I'll pay for beating Kaitlyn.





[Scott Stanford]
It does seem like she's trying to have a little revenge, but you two do have a strong bond now so I don't think it's anything to get too worried about.



[Layla]
Oh I'm not, at the end of the day I'd probably have done the same thing, maybe I would've checked to see if she minded first...I mean this is AJ we're talking about, she thinks The Divas Championship speaks to her...so not exactly something you wanna force on your friend. But she's human, we all have our moments, I don't hold it against her it'll be fun...we can have slumber parties, we can go on double dates, she'll get her visitation rights to The Divas Championship like I offered, and we can skip to the ring together like pals...pals that are bound together by shackles, but who knows maybe this is the start of a beautiful friendship...all we've gotta do is try not to kill each other until that magic bonding moment happens...it might be a bit difficult to fall asleep together, we'll have to sleep with one eye open, never know if the other is going to try and choke the other with the chain in their sleep....but when the time is up, we'll be the best of friends...or one of us will be in jail, but cameras will be with us everywhere we go, so you'll get to see all of our, I mean mostly AJ's crazy hijinks.



[Scott Stanford]
Sounds like it'll be a fun time!


[Layla]
So long as I don't accidentally say the C word...


[Scott Stanford]
Crazy?




[Layla]
Don't be silly, I'm talking about committed.


[Scott Stanford]
Oh, I suppose that wouldn't sit well with AJ either.




[Layla]
Maybe I can get her a jacket for Christmas though, I'm thinking, tons of straps, that intertwine...maybe redecorate her home with that new all the rage padded wallpaper that does not at all resemble the kind you'd see in an insane asylum...yeah, it totally won't be the same thing...not at all.


[Scott Stanford]
Luckily you aren't bound yet, but good luck with that, and good luck with your Divas Championship match tonight.



[Layla]
Thanks...I'm probably more nervous about being handcuffed to Cra-J than I am actually facing her..but hey if she gets out of line out there I'll just tell her The Divas Championship said it's leaving her, and it never loved her...it might be a little cruel, but hey she's the one that actually thinks it can talk so...might as well have a little fun with it, right? Anyways thanks for the interview, but it's time to conquer the world!

She laughs in a playful manner waving at Scott before heading off the set, and concluding this interview.

*November to Remember returns from a video package hyping up the Main Event contest between the reigning World Heavyweight Champion, The Miz, against his challenger, Alberto Del Rio, before fading backstage to an all to familiar setting, showing the returning Anti-Diva, Paige, sitting on a staircase, staring out towards the distance. The silence shared between the cameraman and Paige filsl the room for a few moments before it's broken by Paige's voice.*



{Paige}
November to Remember, what a fitting name. This will be a night to remember, Fox, but not for the reasons you might think. Over the course of the past year, the hatred we have for one another has only grown since our first encounter. With your well timed returns at my expense, not only at Digital Decision earlier this year but also six nights ago on Breakdown, as well as the injury I sustained while fighting the reigning Divas Champion, AJ Lee, some may say that you have the advantage going into our match tonight.



{Paige}
Whether they are right or wrong, it won't matter, Fox, because I will walk into that ring tonight and make you pay for everything you've done to me, from attacking me from behind last week to being the sole reason that the United Queendom was forced to disband. Last week was just a taste of what you have in store for you tonight, Fox.



{Paige}
You may have escaped on Breakdown, but you won't be as lucky later tonight. This match is one year in the making, from our battle on this very Pay-Per-View last year, it really has come full circle, hasn't it? Last year, there was no winner, this time, that won't be the case. With all our countless battles over the past year, I think it's time we finally put an end to this war between us, and what better way to do that than by removing the Foxy Thorn from not only my side, but from this company as a whole.



{Paige}
Fox, you robbed me of becoming the Divas Champion at Final Stand, I still haven't forgotten. Even when I'm not at 100%, I could still beat you, that was proven on Breakdown. Granted, it was a countout victory, but if you weren't such a coward, it would have only been a matter of time before I put you down for the three count.



{Paige}
You've underestimated me before, Fox, and it's no secret that you'll do it again, and when that times comes, I'll be ready to seize the opportunity. And after I'm finished with you, I'll once again set my sights on the Divas Championship, but more importantly, on its current holder, AJ Lee. Whether or not AJ Lee walks out of the arena still champion, that won't stop me from getting a bit of revenge on her for doing what she did to me.



{Paige}
Tonight, I will show the entire world that the true Anti-Diva is back, and no one is safe. And it all starts with you, Fox, so prepare yourself because before the night is through, this war between us will have come to an end and when the dust settles, I'll be the only person left standing in that ring.



*With that said, Paige stares out towards the distance once more, signaling that she has said all that she wanted to and seemingly begins to mentally prepare herself for a long time rival, in Alicia Fox. Paige remains sitting there for a few more moments before fading into a video package for Daniel Bryan, who takes on Chris Jericho later on in the evening.*

November to Remember returns from a hype video featuring the World Heavyweight Championship match and we are welcomed by the theme of Edge playing throughout the arena. The fans don't take to Edge's theme too kidna, lashing out with large amounts of boos and negative remarks to the man who has made a living out of pushing the buttons of Ted DiBiase these past couple of weeks. His signature smoke begins to fill the ramp and as the intro portion of his theme comes to a close, Edge is on cue as he makes his way out from behind the smoke which causes the fans to increase how their boos and negatives remarks are. Edge not seeming to even pay the slightest attention to them, walks across the stage and begins to head right towards the ramp.



[Lillian Garcia]
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Street Fight! The only way to win this match is to have your opponent be pinned or submitted! Introducing first... From Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at two hundred and fourty one pounds... The Rated R Superstar, Edge!


[JR]
Folks, get ready for a match that will be anything but. Edge has taken every opportunity to toy with Ted this past month, but the games are over, and tonight they finally clash.

[King]
Edge messed with Ted's head every single week, luring him in only to be one step ahead every time.

[Michael Cole]
But this past week at The Slammy Awards, was by far the biggest orchestration of manipulation from The Rated R Superstar.

[JR]
It seems as if every time Ted's family joins him in XWL, the result is never good. Edge baited DiBiase in, but then pulled the switch making Ted think he was finally going to get his hands on Edge...only to find out it was in fact his own brother that he had attacked.


[Michael Cole]
You could say it's Ted's fault, he's the one that brought his brother to the show, did he forget this was the same show ran by the same company that caused him only pain and turmoil the last entire year? How did he expect things to not go so incredibly wrong?



Edge makes his way down the ramp, stopping at the middle portion of it. He spreads his legs out just a little bit before bowing his head down so that he is look at the ramp below him. He holds his position for just a little bit before raising both his head as well as him arms at the same time so both are pointing up into the air. In unison, the signature fireworks of Edge begins to go off on the stage, lighting it up in a variety of colors.




[King]
I think it's a bit much to blame Ted, he was only trying to get his brother an opportunity since his shot with The WWE ended due to mounting injuries.


[Michael Cole]
So Ted ruins his shot with XWL by destroying him with a chair, brilliant way of helping your baby brother there, Ted.


[JR]
It's not like he expected Edge to pull such a low down stunt like that.

[King]
One thing you can say about Edge, he is the master manipulator.


His fireworks eventually stops and Edge holds his position once again before side stepping to his left before making his way down the ramp until he is at the very bottom of it. He stops and looks at the ring and you've got to be wondering what could be going through his head as he stands there, motionless. A couple of seconds pass before he charges to the ring and slides into it, resting on the mat before getting to his feet. Edge makes his way over to the turnbuckle, wasting no time as he climbs up onto the second rope, grabbing the back portion of the turnbuckle as he keeps his head ducked. He then once again raises his head and arms in unison as he poses on the turnbuckle, once again triggering the crowd to boo him.




[Michael Cole]
Edge came back two months ago a changed man, or so it seemed...everyone bought into it, the fans, but one man saw through it...unfortunately for him it turned him into the bad guy.


[JR]
Ted's feeling towards the fans has been a bit jaded ever since, they stuck by him through so much, but to have them turn their backs on him just because he didn't believe Edge, it's left him a lot less fan friendly.


[King]
The fans might be on his side, but you're right, Edge wanted to take the last thing Ted had left to take, and while the fans reverted back to supporting Ted, that's not set well with him.


[Michael Cole]
Which is all thanks to that man right there, he didn't take the fans from Ted in the end, but he did take Ted away from the fans by showing how quickly they can turn on you.


A little bit of time passes before Edge hops of the turnbuckle and begins to take off his jacket, handing it to a worker at ringside. Now he is stood there, waiting for Ted DiBiase to make his entrance. Edge paces in the ring, warming himself up for this fight that is about to take place. He knows this won't be just some wrestling match, this is a fight that he made personal and quite frankly, Edge is happy with it that way. The atmosphere in the arena changes from boos and flickering lights as Ted DiBiase's theme begins to play throughout the arena.




The fans boom with a pop quite loud, jumping out of their seats with excitement, while Edge begins to remove his jacket, smirking slightly as the full attention turns to the stage. A determined and focused Ted DiBiase stands at the top of the ramp, fired up, ready to finally get his hands on Edge after a month of wild goose chases, Edge is right there in the ring, and there's nowhere for him to hide, no place to flee, no one to fill his place...this rematch from The Monster Bash, that was a rematch from Supremacy last year, which was a rematch from the night after Final Stand...is here and now, with no rules, no restrictions, and nothing stopping either man from tearing each other apart.



[Lillian Garcia]
And introducing his opponent, from Madison Mississippi, weighing in at two hundred and fourteen pounds, Mr. Money in The Bank Ted DiBiase!


[King]
Just look in Ted's eyes, you can see the anger burning inside of him as he looks at Edge from afar.


[JR]
I sure hope Edge knows what he's doing, because after poking the bear that is Ted DiBiase, he's done nothing but add fuel to the fire that was already out of control.


[Michael Cole]
You know Edge is one of the smartest men in this business, he's in Ted's head, and he can use that to his advantage in ways only Edge can think of.

Stepping forward in a slow paced stomping manner, Ted ignores the fans seeking a high five, he looks past all the signs sticking out for him, his eyes only meet one target, only one sight is in his crosshairs, and that is Edge.



Seething with rage building as the seconds pass, his eyes never leave Edge, which noticeably has Edge flash a concerned look that is quickly replaced by a front of arrogance. Has he pushed Ted too far, is he about to come face to face with a fight he's not quite prepared for?



[King]
That is the look of a man possessed by nothing but anger, and that is the face of a man that will stop at nothing to make Edge pay for what he made him do this past week.


[Michael Cole]
Made him do? Maybe next time he'll look before he attacks, what if that had been some make a wish child getting their dream to meet Edge granted? It's like Cody Rhodes said, but no one ever believed him, Ted is a liability to everything and everyone in this company. He has no restraint, he sees red and he fires away without a single thought against it!


[JR]
That's what many grew to love about Ted, that he didn't hold back ever, but it did ultimately cost him and his brother a bit of their bond when he attacked him, thinking it was Edge, when really it was just a trap that he fell for.

DiBiase steps further down the ramp, pushing past extended hands, brushing by a few eager fans looking for a simple touch of palms...we're not sure if it's due to Ted still being upset over the way the fans seemingly turned against him when Edge came back, or if he's just that focused on Edge, or even a combination of the two...either way Ted's path doesn't steer off in any way, he marches to the ring, not running up the apron knee first like he always does, but slowly and calculatingly stepping up and entering the ring with his eyes staring a hole through Edge the entire time.




[JR]
If looks could kill...


[King]
Edge better be lucky they can't because he'd be six feet under right about now.


[Michael Cole]
There's no denying Ted's mindset going into this is clouded by a rage that can't be controlled, but that could work to Edge's advantage if DiBiase isn't careful.

[JR]
The history behind this war is a book filled with many chapters, each one connecting to the one before and after, Edge appears to be the final chapter...we appear to be on the last page, but how will it all end?


As Ted gets closer, Edge circles the ring, staying out of dodge and making sure he stays close to the referee so Ted can't jump the gun and attack him before this match can be officially started. DiBiase's theme stops, Ted now stands on one side of the ring, glaring in Edge's direction. Edge's face shows a slight worry, though he's messed with Ted all month, and enjoyed it quite a lot...now seeing the result of his games standing across from him, about to be released as soon as the bell sounds...there's a hint of "What have I gotten myself into" but he tries his best to remain strong in his gaze as he stares back.





With the animosity high, the fans eagerly awaiting the start of this bout, one cue from the referee sounds the bell, and before the chiming can even finish echoing through Edge's gears, Ted comes charging at him with ill intentions in mind! Edge's eyes begin to bulge out of their sockets, but he perhaps puts on a bit of an act during the time that Ted rushes forward because as DiBiase was just but a second away Edge drops down to the mat escaping the ring just in time to avoid the aggression express. Ted shouts in anger, the fans boo, but Edge just smiles tapping the side of his head showing that he's smarter than that.



[Michael Cole]
That's why Edge is as successful as he is, he's not about to just let Ted attack him like some wild animal on the hunt.


[King]
I don't think he's got much of a choice otherwise.


[JR]
Ted's a man that's waited a whole month to get his hands on Edge, and the second he does, he's not going to let go.


Edge begins to chuckle, but that laughter is silenced in an instance when Ted quickly exits the ring! Edge starts running around the ring, leaping over the steps to gain an added lead but stumbles forward when he lands, allowing Ted to easily make up the distance that would've been lost. The fans are screaming, rooting Ted on to catch Edge and give him what's coming to him, but Edge continues circling around the ring, rushing past the commentary team, with Ted not far behind. "You can't run forever!" an enraged DiBiase belts out, only to replied to with a "Can't a guy just get some exercise?!" from the antagonizing Edge.



[King]
Just as he has all month Edge is keeping his distance from Ted, but the only difference now is that he won't be able to run for long.


[Michael Cole]
Clearly he's just warming up, he's a busy man maybe he didn't have time beforehand to get the blood flowing like a nice jog can.


[JR]
He sure picked the right time to go for an evening jog in that case.


[King]
Edge better pick up the pace Ted is gaining on him.


They now make a full complete circle around the ring, Edge almost tripping up over one set of the steel steps costs him again but just before Ted could pounce on him Edge hightails it out of the way. DiBiase growing more and more frustrated decides that he's finished playing by Edge's rules, suddenly stopping allowing Edge to continue running onward. Edge is only focused on making sure Ted doesn't catch him, he doesn't notice Ted has stopped his pursuit, but as the fans ponder why he suddenly decided to give up...Ted spins around running in the opposite direction, launching himself into the air using the steps as a catapult and as Edge makes that next turn DiBiase meets The Rated R Superstar with a leaping clothesline that stops him right in his tracks!


[JR]
What a clothesline!


[King]
You ain't kidding, JR! Edge just got wrecked by that unexpected aerial assault.


[Michael Cole]
I should've expected as much, Ted's far too out of shape to catch Ted in any other way.


[JR]
Or maybe he just got tired of playing cat and mouse, he's had enough of that this last month, I think he's just ready to tear into Edge for all he's done.


Ted pounds against the barricade wall letting out a roaring scream before grabbing at the protective covering and ripping it from it's frame! The fans get more and more excited as Edge tries to recover from that bulldozer like clothesline that just took him out. As each bit of the padding is ripped Ted tosses it in every which way direction, all to reveal the metal barricade in it's natural wonder...nothing to soften the blow, nothing to lessen the impact...he's waited all month for this moment and he's not easing into it one bit! Edge starts to crawl over to the steel steps, still dazed from that heck of a clothesline but snapping out if it more and more. Ted notices Edge is moving and like a lion on the hunt he prepares to pounce. The unhinged DiBiase rushes at Edge, leaping off the floor literally like a lion about to mount it's prey, but Edge jumps out of the way making Ted stop himself as he nearly ran into the steps.



[Michael Cole]
This match just started and already Ted's out of control!


[JR]
Edge was lucky to dodge there, but Ted's in his element, there are no rules stopping him from doing whatever he wants, like ripping apart the barricade like we just saw.


[King]
Oh there's no denying while Edge may have laid down the challenge, this match easily favors Ted's fight like it's your last mentality.


Not allowing Edge to get away that easy Ted screams out again signaling he's coming at him again, which allows Edge leap out of the way mirroring an action shot like you'd see in a movie. Once again coming close but no cigar Ted's fists tighten, he turns his head and sees Edge crawling under the ring skirt, perhaps to hide, get a second to get his bearings, whatever the reason may be Ted's about to put a stop to it right now. He quickly grabs Edge by his ankle pulling him away from under the ring, but Edge keeps clawing at the flooring pulling himself in further. DiBiase grabs his leg with his other hand now, pulling him with all the force he can muster until he's yanked all the way out from the under the ring! But Edge was counting on that because in his hands is a fire extinguisher that goes off the second it's seen and the smoke blinds Ted and the surrounding area.


[King]
That'll cool him off!

[JR]
Or make him even more ticked off!


[Michael Cole]
As if he needs an excuse!





Twenty five minutes later......




[JR]
Edge is looking to spear Ted off the stage through the tables he just lit a blaze!



[Michael Cole]
Let's go Edge, spear him out of this company just like you did last year!


[King]
Oh no, here it goes...Ted's getting up! Stay down, for the love of god stay down Ted!



[JR]
He can't hear you, King! If only he could!



The fans watch in horror as Edge charges at Ted like a speeding bullet exiting a gun after the trigger was pulled...Ted's slowly turning around, unaware of his surroundings, oblivious to what's on Edge's mind. Once he makes that full turn around Edge is coming right at him...but in a split second he steps to the side, Edge nearly flies off the stage, but his heels hang onto the edge of the stage, swaying forward, barely avoiding certain doom...until Ted grabs him from behind, hooking him tightly and leaps off the stage with Edge slamming through the flaming timber and falling on top of him for an instant cover as the fans go wild.


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Ted wins, the best match ever comes to a conclusion as the fans go crazy...not how I wanted it to be posted but yay Ted finally beat that mean ol' nasty Edge and overcame his dastardly ways!

We come back to see Ted DiBiase standing in the halls backstage, taking a sip from his water bottle, wiping his face off, the victor of this war between he and Edge, but what's next for The Mr. Money in the Bank?



He lowers the towel, stares at his case set on a nearby crate, then looks at the camera he's called over to speak to. An odd smile comes to his face, his eyes looking off in the distance.

[Ted DiBiase]
I can't believe it...it's finally over, a year of my career devoted to nothing but revenge....a year of my career tainted by a never ending struggle, and now I can stand here, as a man that's fought harder than any other person in this company has...I've endured it all, corrupt General Managers, superstars vying to get ahead at my expense, Vickie, Shawn, Cody, Edge, they've all been beaten...the score is finally settled, and I'm free to do whatever I want now.






[Ted DiBiase]
But the price I've paid has been substantial, mentally, physically, emotionally...I've needed this for a while, but I thought, you know what, when I finally make thing right, I'll feel better. I'll be relieved, I'll be ready to put this opportunity that fell in my lap to use. But standing here, having finally beaten the last obstacle in my way, I feel empty, emptier than I have. It's been nothing but obstacle after obstacle, I've had my own fans turn on me because they fell for the oldest trick in the book...I've resented them for it when I came back for them in the first place...it was they who helped me find the fight within to keep going. But I guess this last month has been a sign, a sign that maybe I need to let things go, move on and be the World Heavyweight Champion that this case will allow me to be.






[Ted DiBiase]
I guess what I'm saying is...it's time for me to leave on my own terms. I need to rethink my career, recover from all I've endured during the fight to prove I belong here...and to do that, I have to take a step back and relax. Something I've not been able to do for a while really, and I know it's what I need. I need to feel like I'm not at war with every single person here, I need to lose this resentment, I need to, forgive the fans for what they made me feel...I can't put personal issues aside, because I've seen the company I love turn it's back on me, the fans I do everything for, turn their back on me...






[Ted DiBiase]
So it's a decision that's hard for me to make, but tonight...I must say good bye. It's not forever, but it's something I need to do, it's something I have to do...it's been a wild ride this past year, I never imagined I'd be here standing tall after all of it...but I need to step back, I need to spend time with my family, think about things, and let a lot of things go...but I promise you all one thing, when I come back, it'll be as your World Heavyweight Champion!


DiBiase grabs his briefcase, looks back at the camera one last time, then heads off, when will he be back? Will he truly return as The World Heavyweight Champion?



We watch him walk away, not turning back on his decision, as we fade to a graphic promoting the United States Championship match between challenger Triple H and champion Antonio Cesaro.

**November To Remember returns from a graphic hyping the main event to the scene of Matt Strike preparing to interview Wade Barrett**



Matt Striker
Ladies and Gentlemen I'm standing backstage with a man that's been absent from XWL programming for the past couple of weeks after a brawl erupted backstage between my guest at this time and Jack Swagger. Wade, I can't help but wonder where you've been this past couple of weeks instead of assaulting Swagger in response to that attack. Would you mind telling me why you've not been seen recently?

Wade Barrett
Two weeks ago Jack Swagger made a mistake when he tried to avenge his friend Zeb Clter, He assaulted me from behind like a common street thug. That so called patriot showed his true colours at the earliest oppertunity, A real man would've called me out and tried to get an official match for tonight But instead he ambushed me after an interview. What occurred between myself and Swagger was a simple skirmish, a taste of what's to come. Make no mistake lasdies and gentleman this confilict between myself and Jack is far from over. As for where I've been this past couple of weeks I thought I'd give that "all-american american" a couple of weeks off before he had to start preparing for a life after wrestling because given my track record he'll only be in this business a few more weeks before he has to call it quits.



Matt Striker
Okay Wade but now that you've come back off your short hiatus does that mean that you'll be going straight after Jack Swagger and him alone?

Wade Barrett
Whilst there are other people I'll be getting round to once I'm finished with Swagger, untill that time however I will be focusing on Jack Swagger and if he ever heals Zeb Colter. The attack two weeks ago was the worst mistake of Swaggers life, he claims to be a good guy but since when do nice guys attack people without any provocation? They don't. Swagger just assumed that once he hit me it'd all be over like I was some kind of weakling. I showed him that I won't be going down without a fight, In fact I won't be going down at all because he will join Ezekiel Jackson in hospital and retirement if he continues to iritate me in such a manner.



Matt Striker
How is he irritating you when you hospitalized his best friend last month?

Wade Barrett
What I did last month was a warning to the entire roster to avoid making outlandish claims that they're indestructible, Colter was proclaiming Swagger to be that best thing since sliced bread so I decided to show Colter that his so called buddy wasn't strong enough to protect him and that's exactly what I did. Swagger's attack a few weeks ago was nothing more than an ambush on the biggest threat to his career in this company and he's using what happened to Colter as a way to justify his own selfish fears of me. He's not trying to avenge his mate, he's trying to save himself from the biggest beating this company has ever seen. Well I've got news for you Jack that's not going to help you in any way, you can keep going on with this charade of avenging Colter or you can admit the real reason and accept the end like a real man.

**Wade walks off camera as the segemtn fades to black**

With November to Remember continuing on, the cameras cut the backstage where Randy Orton is walking down the corridor with a purpose, seemingly on his way down to the ring



Jerry "The King" Lawler: Look who it is, it's Randy Orton, The Viper! I didn't know he'd be here tonight!

Jim Ross: Well by the looks of it not only is he here tonight, but he's making his way out here!

Michael Cole: What could Orton possibly have to say that couldn't wait until next week, this is a pay-per-view dammit!

As the cameras switch to the crowd they show the arena from up in the rafters as Randy Orton's entrance music begins to play to the delight of the fans in the Cow Palace



When Randy Orton walks out onto the stage the crowd cheer for him again, as he slowly walks down to the ring taking his time in doing so

Justin Roberts: Please welcome, from St. Louis, Missouri, The Viper, Randy Orton!



As Justin introduces him the fans cheer for Orton again as he continues making his way down to the ring

Jerry "The King" Lawler: This is a pleasant surprise, The Viper Randy Orton is here tonight! I didn't know he was scheduled to turn up.

Jim Ross: To the best of my knowledge he wasn't King, but whatever the case he's here now, and I'm sure he has something on his mind, after a fairly quiet few weeks for him.

Jerry "The King" Lawler: Quiet? Randy hasn't been himself lately, and everybody can see that. But the fans are happy to see him tonight back in an XWL arena.



Upon reaching ringside Randy turns to his left and walks over to the steel steps which he slowly walks up and enters the ring between the middle and top rope and he walks across the ring over to a turnbuckle, climbing up to the second rope extending his arms out wide posing for the fans as the camera swoops across him

Michael Cole: Oh look at you two talking, it's not as if he's been gone for long, he was here two weeks ago.

Jim Ross: That maybe be, Cole, but you can't tell me that it's not good to see Randy Orton live in person.

Eventually Orton descends the turnbuckle and his handed a microphone by Justin Roberts and his theme fades out, leaving only the cheers of the fans as he begins to address them



Randy Orton: Ordinarily a guy in my position would come out here and talk about all of the things they've achieved here in XWL, but we can all agree I'm not like any other guy that's been before me. I don't want to talk about all the things I've done, those achievements speak for themselves, instead I have something much more pressing to talk about. See about three weeks ago, I did something that... with the lack of a better term, was very uncharacteristic for me and that of course was when I shook the hand of John Cena after he defeated me right in the middle of the ring, now I've heard the rumours and all of the water cooler talk, I've heard all of the questions. Is this the turning of a new page for Randy Orton? Is The Viper really a good guy?

As Orton asks the fans about his change of heart the crowd cheer him on as Orton pauses waiting for the cheers to die down before he says another word



Randy Orton: The answer is simple, I have never been a good guy, and I will never be a good guy. The only turning of the page for me was that I showed a momentary lack of weakness when I shook John Cena's hand instead of dropping him on the mat with an RKO. And every single day since I've relived that moment in my head and I know that I should of trusted my gut feeling and drove his skull into the mat.. But it was my fault that it didn't happen, don't confuse a momentary lapse of character confuse you I am still the exact same guy that I have always been, only now you think I'm human like the rest of you you think I respect John Cena but that couldn't be further from the truth. I would of respected John Cena if he didn't the right thing and put me in the STF, I would of respected John Cena if he hit me with the AA, but he didn't do that, he didn't do what he should of done. I was weak, I clearly wasn't think straight and a guy like John Cena should of known better than to give me more than a millisecond, because he should of know that I can and will strike at any time that I see fit, and I wish I did just that!

As quickly as the crowd cheered Orton apparently going soft, they turn to boos as The Viper now shows his true colours



Randy Orton: But what use is it now, wondering what could of been? What SHOULD of been. I can't rewrite history, but what I can do is write the future, my own future, and every bodies immediate future that gets in my way when they come face to face with the exact same fate that John Cena should of met three weeks ago, or even better I could Punt them in the skull and put them on the shelf for good, and there's not a thing anybody would be able to do about it. You all know exactly what I can do, and that I will do just that to anybody that I can, and you've just all seemed to of forgot that, don't you remember who you're looking at right now? I'm the guy that's taken out countless of superstars on a whim, and nobody batted an eyelid as I did so. I am NOT a good guy, in fact I'm the opposite I am a bad, BAD man and I will do whatever I want to, and I'm sure our esteemed general manager knows exactly why that is by now and I know she'll be one of the first to tell you that getting on my bad side is not something you should ever do.



Randy Orton: The truth is I don't need any of you and I never have, all I've ever needed is myself and that's how I operate best. So you can keep your John Cena's and your Alberto Del Rio's, I've got much bigger things to do than beg for your affection, and this isn't even about winning titles, if I wanted to then I could, but right now this is about putting people in their place, putting Randy Orton back on the top of the food chain, doing as much damage as I possibly can, annihilating the competition, leaving them in my wake and proving why I'm the most dangerous man in this company. And if anybody decides that they have the guts to try and stop me... Then you'll find out the hard way just how wrong you really are.

Having finished what he's got to say Orton drops the microphone on the mat and the thud of it hitting the ring mat can be heard clearly as the crowd boo The Viper and his new found clarity as his theme starts to play throughout the arena once again



With nothing left to say Randy Orton exits the ring and slowly starts to make his way back up the ramp much to the dismay of the fans

Jerry "The King" Lawler: I don't quite believe what we've just seen here, Randy Orton has just turned his back on the XWL fans.

Michael Cole: You better start believing it, Jerry. Randy Orton is his own man, and he's had enough of these people holding him back.

Jerry "The King" Lawler: It just doesn't make any sense, why would Randy throw all of his fans away?

Jim Ross: Once a snake, always a snake, King. I don't think you can ever understand what's going on in that young man's mind, I'm not even sure he knows. All I know is if Orton plans on coming good on his word then it can't bold well for the Superstar that first comes up against him.

With Orton making his way back up the ramp the cameras slowly fade out to end the segment

We shift to the backstage area where XWL Interviewer Renee Young is shown standing by.



[Renee Young]
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, the Divas Champion... AJ Lee.

AJ bounces into view looking as happy as ever with her precious Divas title over her shoulder.



[Renee Young]
AJ, tonight you defend the Divas Championship against arguably the greatest Diva in XWL's history, Layla.  And not only that, you're coming into this show with no momentum at all after your loss last week to Kaitlyn in a ladder match which means that as per the stipulation of that match you will soon be handcuffed to Layla which is sure to mean fireworks...

AJ smiles and responds cheerfully which surprises Renee.



[AJ Lee]
You see this Renee?  This is mine.  This is mine and it always will be.  We're bonded together in a way nobody can understand.  And it symbolizes the fact that I am the best.  That's why I am the greatest Diva in XWL's history, not Layla.  I don't care if she's won the Elimination Chamber or Hell In A Cell.  It all counts for nothing when it boils right down to a straight up one-on-one match between the two of us.  Tonight I'll win.  I think that's obvious to anyone who has been watching me since my return and since I reunited with my one true love...

AJ stares lovingly at the shiny face of the title for a few moments.  Renee looks incredibly awkward before trying to continue the interview.



[Renee Young]
Um... okay.  And what about the whole handcuffing situation?  How do you feel about being handcuffed to-

AJ cuts in, her happy mood quickly switching to an irate one.  She snaps back a response.



[AJ Lee]
I'm not being handcuffed to anyone!  Kaitlyn thinks she's so funny by choosing that as her prize but it's not going to happen.  She's truly shown her true colours to me recently and I can't believe that I used to call her my best friend.  I hope she realizes that sooner or later I'm coming for her.  She's burned me too many times.  Last week was the final straw and once I'm done with Layla tonight, I'm coming for Kaitlyn.  That's a promise.  There won't be any handcuffs or anything stopping me from getting my revenge.

AJ quickly turns to her title as though something was whispered in her ear.  She whispers ever so quietly to it.

[AJ Lee]
I know.  Don't worry.  I'm not being distracted.  I'm focused on tonight...  



[Renee Young]
AJ, I really think that you're underestimating Layla.  She's-

AJ rounds on Renee with rage in her eyes.

[AJ Lee]
She's what?!? I'm sick and tired of everyone talking about Layla!  They should all be talking about me! I'm the Divas Champion!  I'm-

suddenly from out of nowhere a pair of arms tightly wrap themselves around AJ in a big hug.  It's Bayley!




AJ's eyes widen in pure shock as her tone drastically changes.

[AJ Lee]
Ew ew ew... Renee!  Get her off me!  Get her off me!

Renee quickly backs away out of this bizarre scenario, leaving AJ to cry out after her.

[AJ Lee]
Renee!  Renee!

AJ wriggles and tries to free herself but only manages to turn right into a face to face situation with the Serial Hugger.



[Bayley]
AJ! It's me, Bayley! I'm like, Your biggest fan! I was stood over there watching you and had to come over and say hi...... Hi! So..erm I can't wait till your match with Layla tonight, I'll be sat watching you on TV in my locker room...then maybe after you can come join me! You can bring your championship we can sit together, watch rest of the show and play on pogo-sticks!

AJ puts on a very fake smile and nods sarcastically.

[AJ Lee]
Okay! Okay! We can do that! Yeah! I love pogo sticks! Now please let go of me. Please. Get off me!

Bayley is over the moon at AJ's "acceptance" of her invite and lets go of her vise-like hug before jumping a few times on the spot with excitement.



[Bayley]
We can sit together, we can watch Shawn Michaels vs Ryback...we can watch Triple H vs Antoinio Cesaro! DX are awesome! Then... we can watch The Miz vs Alberto Del Rio...we can become best friends! Maybe people will start calling is BayJ, we can be the new Chickbusters! You don't need Kaitlyn to be your best friend, you can have me.

AJ starts talking to her title again.



[AJ Lee]
No, don't be mean.  She's being nice.  Way too nice but she doesn't deserve that.

AJ looks up again at Bayley and puts on another fake grin.  She talks in an over-the-top tone.

[AJ Lee]
Yeah Bayley!  We can so do that!  But not tonight.  You see, if you haven't noticed, I'm the Divas Champion.  It means I'm kinda busy tonight... and tomorrow night... and every night as a matter of fact.  So yeah!  Why don't you go away and get some popcorn for the show!


[Bayley]
I love popcorn! Do you want some? You can share mine! I know you're the Divas champion, I was sat at home watching it when you won it! I was sat with my AJ shirt on, I even had an AJ hair-band! Its got your face on it, do you want to see it? But maybe when you lose your title and you have more time...then we can hang out! We can become best friends! We can travel together, hug each other, high five each other! We can even fist bump...Like you and Kaitlyn used to do...but better!

AJ's face becomes one of utter disbelief and denial.

[AJ Lee]
Wh... what... did you just say?  Did you say... "when"... I lose?



[Bayley]
Erm..Well one day when I get a shot at your title and I beat you, we can still be friends! We don't have to be mad at each other just because I'd have beaten you for the Divas championship, you can be happy that your best friend is the Divas champion!

You can see the anger building up from AJ's expression.  A fire rages in her eyes as she begins to speak with malice and intent.



[AJ Lee]
Shut... up... Bayley.  Don't make me hurt you.  You wouldn't-

Suddenly Bayley throws her arms around AJ once again in a big hug locking her in place.



AJ is clearly infuriated and rolls her eyes.  She struggles for a few moments before realizing she's no match for the power of Bayley's hug and gives up, locked in place with the loving embrace.  The screen slowly fades to black for a promotional video of D-Generation X!

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The bell sounds three times, signalling another match is about to take place.





First out onto the stage is Seth Rollins. He begins to perform his signature moshing at the top of the stage. As he finishes, he looks into the cheering audience. After spotting a few fan-signs of his, he makes his way down the ramp.


[Justin Roberts]
Introducing first, from Davenport, Iowa... weighing in at 217 pounds...
SETH ROLLINS!


In the ring now, audience members cheer for the man who his posing on the middle rope. As his theme song begins to fade out, Rollins returns to the ring floor and directs his attention to the stage. The audience's cheers turn into boos as a familiar theme song begins to play.





With a cocky smirk on his face, Roman Reigns slowly makes his way out onto the stage. Roman flexes his muscles, then lets out a loud war-cry. He makes his way down the ramp.


[Justin Roberts]
...and his opponent, from Pensacola, Florida... weighing in at 280...


Before Justin Roberts can finish, Seth Rollins has launched himself over the top rope. Rollins crashes into Roman on the outside of the ring. Rollins pops up to his feet and jumps onto the apron. As Roman stumbles to his feet, Rollins leaps off the apron and connects with a flying knee to the side of Roman's head. Roman falls to the floor. Rollins begins to slap hands with fans, before entering the ring. Roman begins crawling toward the ring. As the audience cheers, Rollins yells for Roman to get in the ring. Roman begins to come back to his senses and makes his way to a standing position. He yells for the ref to get Rollins back to his own corner. The referee does so, allowing Roman to enter the ring. With both men in their own corner, the referee calls for the match to begin.


The two men lock up in the center of the ring. Roman has a clear strength advantage, as he back Rollins into a corner. Roman lands a hard forearm to the jaw of Rollins. Rollins returns with a forearm of his own. Roman drives his knee into the midsection of Rollins. Rollins holds his midsection for a moment. This allows Roman to land a clubbing forearm to the back of Rollins. Rollins stumbles out of the corner and drops to a knee. Roman drops down with Rollins, locking on a headlock. With the headlock still applied, Roman brings himself and Rollins back to a standing position. Rollins tries to break the hold, but no luck. Roman performs a headlock take-down. As he sends Rollins crashing into the mat, Roman keeps the hold applied. Suddenly, Rollins brings his leg up and over Roman's head. Rollins wraps his legs around Roman's neck and begins to choke his opponent. Showing his athleticism, Roman kips-up out of the choke and lands on his feet. Roman charges at Rollins. Rollins sweeps the legs out from under Roman. With Roman on his back, Rollins hits the ropes. As Rollins returns back toward Roman, Roman flips over onto his front. This leaves Rollins no choice but to jump over Roman and hit the opposite ropes. As Rollins returns again, Roman springs to his feet and leaps frog over Rollins. Rollins ducks under and again, hits the ropes. As he returns this time, Rollins is met with a hard elbow to the side of his head. Rollins is down.


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Rollins kicks out at two. Roman lifts Rollins to his feet in a corner. Roman begins landing hard right hands to the skull of his opponent. Roman hip toss Rollins out of the corner and into the center of the ring. Reigns goes to lift Rollins to his feet again, but is met with a surprise flurry of punches from Rollins. With each shot Rollins lands, Reigns staggers around. Reigns leans against the ropes. Rollins lands one more punch, before sending Reigns off into the opposite ropes. As Roman returns, Rollins attempts a hip toss. Rollins' attempt for a hip toss is unsuccessful, as Roman grabs Rollins by the back of the head and slams Rollins face first into the mat. As Roman lifts Rollins from he mat, he is again met with punches from Rollins. These punches quickly turn into multiple kicks. Kick turn into a combination of both punches and kicks. Roman is backed into a corner. Rollins continues to land vicious shots to Roman. Rollins brings his arm around the back of Roman's neck and pulls his opponent out of the corner. Using his other hand, he grabs Roman by the trunks and lifts him off his feet. Rollins sends Reigns crashing to his back with a vertical suplex. Rollins covers Reigns.


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Rollins doesn't let up as he flies at Reigns and continues his barrage of fists. This continues until he gets up and kicks Reigns out of the ring. Reigns then throws his hands up and decides to just walk up the ramp.

[King]
Where is he going?

[JR]
I think Roman has had enough of this match, you would think it would be the opposite by now.

[Cole]
Roman isn't going home, he's just taking a breather. You two love to jump conclusions don't ya?

By now Seth hasn't taken a liking to this and has sprinted up and has clubbed Roman in the back of the head causing Roman to fall to his knees. Seth doesn not stop the punches and the referee has began counting.



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Seth then grabs Roman by the hair and it seems like he is going back in the ring, but that's not the case as he irish whips Roman straight into the steel steps at ringside. Roman cries out in pain and Seth dashes in the ring and then dashes out, not wanting to get the cheap win. Seth the goes to thwe other side of where Roman is at, squaring himself up for his next move. Seth then has a burst of energy and runs full speed trying for a dropkick to Roman on the steel steps but Roman moves out of the way!

[JR]
That could have ended it right there, bag gawd did Seth sprint.

[King]
Seth doesn't look too good now.

[Cole]
Get him Roman! This is your chance!

Roman then begins to cackle as the Cow Palace crowd boos mercilessly. Roman then throws Seth in the ring as he slides in the ring himself, but Seth has one last burst of energy as he bounces off the ropes and tries for the Superkick! Roman then ducks out of the way, bursts to the ropes himself and destroys Rollins with a bone crushing Spear!

[JR]
BAH GAWD KING! THAT SPEAR JUST KILLED HIM! This no good son of a bitch has got it!



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NO! Seth has kicked out!


Roman crawls to the corner trying to grab a rope or the turnbuckle to pull himself up. He slowly regains his composure and leans against the turnbuckle. Seth is still dazed and lying on the mat trying to regain his senses. Roman lets out a war-cry and it looks like he is ready to end it.

Roman is setting up for another spear. He screams at Seth to get up. Seth slowly rises to his feet and Roman gets ready to run at him. Seth turns around and Roman goes for the Spear.

























BLACKOUT! Out of nowhere!



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Roman kicks out!


Seth picks Roman up. He goes for the Irish whip but Roman reverses it and sends Seth into the ropes. Roman hits a clothesline, but Seth pops up and drops Roman with flying forearm to the head. Seth picks Roman up and goes for a dropkick, but misses. Roman takes advantage and hits the Samoan drop.

Roman locks in a Camel Clutch. In the middle of the ring, Seth struggles for a moment. He beings reaching around, trying to grab anything he can get his hands on. After a few moments, Seth starts to fade. Seth tries to reach the ropes but can't find a way. As it looks like Seth is out, the referee begins raising his arm.


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Suddenly, Seth finds a second wind. Seth is able to throw Roman over his head. Seth is hurt. Holding his jaw, Seth charges at Roman with a clothesline. Roman ducks under and both men continue to the ropes. As they return, Roman connects with a brutal spear that knocks Seth across the ring.



1...



2...



Seth lifts his foot onto the bottom rope. The referee doesn't see!!



3...








The referee. Raises Roman's arm in victory.


[Justin Roberts]
Your winner...
Roman Reigns!


The camera shows Seth holding his midsection in pain. We move to our next segment.

The Pay Per View returns with a shot of the backstage interviewer Renee Young in starting a interview.




{Renee Young}
Up next, I'll be interviewing the No. 1 Contender to the World Heavyweight Championship Alberto Del Rio.




{Renee Young}
Tonight could be your last opportunity to earn the World Championship, but aside from that it's possibly your last shot at getting revenge on The Miz for, as some would say, stealing your World Heavyweight Championship. What is your mind set going into this match?




{Alberto Del Rio}
Tonight, I get everything back, everything that was tarnished, spit on, and taken by The Miz when he stole my title with his "tactics". Everything I'm about, everything I believe in is just a joke to him, he only cares about the bottom line and lack all respect for this industry. To be honest I'd almost be fine with all of that, if he just showed some respect, and grew a set of cajones to take me on man to man. Instead, he cowers behind his assassins and tries to make sure I can't compete? Well guess what Miz....I'm here and tonight you better be ready because I will not rest, will not quit until I have my World Title back. You will have to kill me where I stand if you plan to keep that title because no matter how many assassins you hire or whatever cheap tricks you have up your sleeve tonight only ends with one thing, me pinning you for 3 seconds.




{Alberto Del Rio}
It's been my life's goal to become the best in the world, to be named champion and finally I had that. Miz you stole that life long goal from me before I ever got a shot to see if I had what it took but tonight that will get rectified and I will get to show the XWL Universe and all of the guys in the back....you, Ted DiBiase, Cena, Steen, Punk....that I am the best in the world and that it'll take one hell of a performance to take me off the mountain top after tonight. That I can handle even the greatest of pressures and still be the man. I started it all here in XWL with The Rock and soon I'll begin my next journey with The Miz.




{Alberto Del Rio}
Miz, you have the ability to take me on and win, you have shown countless times before in matches that you can get it done. Yet once the lights get turned on bright you take the cowards way out, you tuck tail and you look for every easy shortcut you can find. Miz, you better not bring any more of that stuff into the ring because that's what will get you beaten. Go dig deep down and find that primal instinct, that animal nature and take it out there tonight and let's slug it out.....and see who truly is the better man.


Alberto nods as if to say he's done being interviewed to whcih Renee complies.


{Renee Young}
Thank you for your time Alberto, and good luck tonight.

{Alberto Del Rio}
De nada y gracias.


Alberto turns his back to Renee and heads to finish preparing in his locker room.

*November to Remember returns from a short advertisement for XWL's latest video game, XWL 2K14, before fading into the arena, where the live audience in attendance in shown as the camera pans around, showing various signs and merchandise scattered throughout.*



*The theme of the Anti-Diva begins to play throughout the arena, yielding a positive reaction for Paige, who is at a clear disadvantage tonight due to her hurt arm. How will Paige be able to win tonight, let alone survive long enough to gain a victory?*



*Paige walks out from behind the curtain and stands on the stage as cheers rain down upon her. She smiles out towards the crowd as her nameplate appears at the bottom of the screen before it fades a few moments later.*



[Justin Roberts]
The following is a divas bout, set for one fall! Entering the ring first, from Norwich, England.. The Anti-Diva, Paige!

*She begins making her descent down the entrance ramp, about to walk into what could possibly be her biggest challenge to date: Going one on one with her rival while hurt. She stops about three quarters down the ramp and begins to slap a few of the extended hands of the people in the front row.*



*Paige makes it to the foot of the ramp and begins to walk around the side of the ring, grateful for the positive reaction she's received while having the odds stacked against her in this matchup. She tries to hide the fact that her arm isn't at 100% but doesn't seem to be fooling anyone.*



*Now scaling the ring apron, Paige looks out towards the live audience in attendance, absorbing all the energy they are emitting, and begins to slowly remove her signature jacket, lowering it to her side, and it appears that her arm has seemingly been healed as it isn't taped up.*



*Paige lets out her signature scream and tosses her jacket down to the timekeeper, who scurries back to his position. She enters the ring and lets out another scream, possibly to show that she isn't as hurt as originally thought. Paige begins to slowly rotate her arm, giving the illusion that it won't be a factor in this match. She stands in the center of the ring, awaiting the arrival of her Foxy Rival, Alicia Fox.*



*An abrupt ending to the gut-wrenching theme song of the Anti-Diva Paige takes place, as a theme all too familiar to her begins to play. Alicia Fox's "party" begins accompanied by the booing background vocals of the audience.*



*Alicia Fox bursts through the curtain like a breath of fresh air as she struts out onto the stage as she appears all geared up for her rematch against the pasty princess, Paige.*



*Alicia disbands the clip holding her furry hood together as she begins to swing it around her head in her typical way as she prances down the ramp.*



[Justin Roberts]
And her opponent, from Ponte Vedra Beach, Florida.. Alicia, Fox!

*She appears seemingly deaf to all of the negative welcome party on behalf of her absence. Fox blows a kiss to a nearby an who stretched there arm out to the diva, hoping for just a brief embrace or some kind of physical contact by the long-legged goddess.*



*Alicia began to extend her arm out to the eager fan, only to shut the door on his dreams by whipping her arm away just before making contact with the fan.*



*Fox turned back around, swinging her hood back and forth another time or two as her hand instictively rested on her hip, only to be greeted by a harsh look on Paige's face who remained in the ring, waiting for her to enter so their heated feud could reach the next level.*



*Detecting the agitation of Paige on behalf of her goofing around, Alicia decides to pour salt on the wound and begins to trot around the ring only to antagonize the already eager Anti-Diva. A few members of the crowd laugh at Fox's tomfoolery, as Paige seems to have quite the opposite reaction, trying to come through the ropes and cut Alicia's entrance a bit short, only to be withheld by the referee.*



*Alicia aligns herself in front of the ring apron as she eyes Paige with looks to kill.*

"Control yourself!"

*She screams, loud enough for those at home to pick up clearly through the mic. Paige takes a step back to walk it off as the ref had suggested, only to be hit in the face with Alicia's hood as she threw it right at her. Paige grabs the fur hood, ripping it from her face as she slams it to the match, charging at Fox, only to be restrained by the referee again, leaving Alicia outside the ring to laugh it off before finally hopping onto the apron and swooping down through the bottom rope, into the squared-circle.*



*With both bitter rivals now in the ring, they stand across one another, with daggers in their eyes. After their last encounter ending via countout, one has to believe that Paige has something to prove in this match. Over the past year, Paige has yet to gain a pinfall or submission victory over Fox, while Fox has gained a few over Paige. Could tonight be the night that Paige pins Fox, or is Fox the one who will walk away the winner in this contest?*



*The ref calls for the bell as both women begin to slowly circle the other, not taking their eyes off their rival. The moment of truth has arrived, a rivalry that has been one year in the making will come to a head just like it did at this very event last year. With neither woman wanting to give the other the advantage, the early going in this contest seems to be a stalemate, with both rivals picking their spot to strike.*



*Fox is the first to make a lockup attempt and Paige's pride gets the best of her as she goes for the lockup as well, clearly being at a disadvantage due to her still hurt arm, regardless of it not being taped up for this match. Fox quickly wins the lockup with ease, putting Paige in a side headlock shortly after.*



*She begins to apply pressure to the hold but it's just a tad too late as Paige has already escaped the hold and rolls up Fox for the first cover of this matchup, looking to end this one early.*

1...

Kickout!



*Paige doesn't give her rival a second to react and quickly locks in a side headlock of her own, only unlike Fox's, hers is on the canvas, making it harder for Fox to escape it. Just when it seemed that Paige's arm wouldn't be a factor in this match, it begins to show just how hurt it is when Fox begins to make it back to her feet, with Paige's arm still wrapped around her neck. Fox lands a few shots to Paige's midsection, in an attempt to get her to release the hold but Paige, on the other hand, does the opposite and takes Fox back down to the canvas, with her hold still intact.*



*The expression on Paige's face shows that she is indeed fighting through the pain in an attempt to not show weakness but Fox sees right through it and lands a few shots to Paige's hurt arm, causing her grip to weaken and gives Fox the perfect opportunity to wrap her long legs around Paige's neck, putting herself in control.*



*Paige, however, isn't having any of it and forces herself out of Fox's hold with a kip up, freeing herself in the process. She turns around into an incoming Fox and takes her back down to the mat with a side headlock, taking control of not only the match but also dictating the pace once more. Instead of attempting to wrap her legs around Paige's neck again, Fox opts to attempt a pinfall attempt, pulling Paige towards her and rolling her over to her back.*

1...

Kickout!

*Paige is once again in control after that brief offense from Fox, applying more pressure to the side headlock. Slowly but surely, Fox begins to make it back to her feet, while Paige tries to slow her down but to no avail. Fox lands a few shots to Paige's abdomen, breaking her grip and pushing her away. Paige charges at Fox, only to be met with a knee to the gut, stopping her advances, allowing Fox to take a handful of hair.*



*Fox drags Paige towards the nearest turnbuckle and begins slamming her head off of the top turnbuckle repeatedly. With each time that Paige's head meets the turnbuckle, she becomes more and more dazed, ultimately putting Fox back in control of the match. Fox lets go of Paige's hair, causing her to fall to the canvas as Fox's grip was the only reason she was still on her feet.*



*With Paige now in a dazed state, Fox takes this moment to showboat to the crowd, who react negatively to Fox's actions, but the boos don't seem to faze her. Now that she has Paige right where she wants her, Fox takes a moment to toy around with the Anti-Diva, landing some playful kicks to her back, showing her arrogant side quite well.*



*Ending almost as quick as it began, Fox is once again ready to inflict pain on her rival, starting off with a kick to Paige's hurt shoulder, causing her to let out a scream, but nothing like she's used to doing, instead one filled with pain in her voice. Paige uses her good arm in an attempt to cover up her shoulder, as well as it doubling up as a way to tend to it.*



*Fox is having none of it and unleashing another devastating kick to Paige's hurt arm and shoulder, causing her to let out another scream, similar to the first. The sounds of Paige in pain must be music to the ears of Alicia Fox, causing a smirk to appear on her face, knowing full well that she's clearly in control of this contest.*



*Almost as if she's savoring the moment, Fox slowly walks up to Paige, who tries to land a kick out of desperation but only ends up annoying the “Foxy Diva,” hitting a thunderous slap across the face of the downed Paige, echoing throughout the arena. Paige holds her jaw with her good arm but doesn't see Fox charging towards her, hitting her with a running knee, nearly knocking out Paige.*



*Fox doesn't give Paige a moment to recompose herself, placing her leg across Paige's neck as she is leaning on the bottom rope, almost choking her out. The ref is forced to interject himself for the first time in this match up and begins to count Fox. She lets go when the count reaches four, taking a few steps back with her arms held up halfway into the air, claiming that she's innocent of the act.*



*The referee obviously didn't buy her act but that doesn't seem to affect her in the slightest and begins making her way back to her fallen rival. Fox stands tall above Paige, who is on all fours, and quickly lands a swift stomp to Paige's exposed hand, causing the Anti-Diva to pull back her hand out of instinct.*



*Fox positions herself behind Paige and wraps her arms around Paige's neck, almost returning the favor for the side headlocks earlier on in the match. Paige tries to fight out of it but the more she fights it, the harder it gets to escape the hold. Nearly being out of options at this point, she begins to stomp her foot on the canvas, in an attempt to get the live audience in attendance behind her.*



*After a few stomps, the crowd is quickly behind her, chanting, “Let's go, Paige!” among other chants. With Paige almost getting a second wind from the chants, she begins to fight out of the hold, first by making it to a knee, alleviating the pressure of the hold just a bit. Fox is heard telling the crowd to, “Shut up,” repeatedly as Paige begins to show the start of making a comeback.*



*Paige makes it back to her feet, with Fox still firmly behind her and with the hold still locked it. Out of desperation, Paige drops down to a seated position on the canvas, causing the top of her head and Fox's jaw to collide, forcing Fox to release her hold and stumble backwards with a hand placed on her jaw. The crowd becomes alive with energy the second Paige is out of the hold.*



*Fox is leaning against the turnbuckle, holding her jaw in pain, while Paige is across the ring on all fours, trying to catch her breath. She realizes that every second that she does, Fox is doing the same, and stumbles back to her feet, making a beeline towards Fox. She flies onto the second rope in an attempt to land a Monkey Flip but Fox is having none of it, landing a calculated forearm shot to Paige's jaw, sending her flying off of the turnbuckle and back onto the canvas.*



*Paige is now the one holding her jaw and both bitter rivals lock eyes, nothing but hatred between both of them. Fox is the first to charge at Paige but Paige has other plans, charging forward and driving her shoulder into Fox's abdomen, forcing her back into the corner. Paige drives her shoulder repeatedly into Fox's stomach, leaving the “Foxy Diva” defenseless in the corner.*



*Paige halts her assault and repositions herself on the corner, turning her back towards a still hurting Fox and begins unloading a series of back elbows. Fox tries to cover up but to no avail, and after a few moments, the ref is forced to interject again, this time on Fox's behalf. With the count on the verge of reaching five, Paige brings her assault to an abrupt end, stepping away from the corner and Fox's body hangs on the turnbuckle, the only thing holding her up is her arms wrapped around the ring ropes.*



*With Fox not where she wants to be right now, Paige runs at Fox again, but this time, Fox drops down to the canvas and rolls out of the ring through the bottom rope, not wanting anything to do with whatever Paige had in mind. The crowd lets out an array of boos directed at Fox while Paige stands in the ring with her patience wearing thin.*



*The referee begins his ten count as Paige is shown with an annoyed expression written on her face while Fox is trying to regain her composure. The count begins to slowly inch its way towards ten, barely being on two and making its way to three as Fox hasn't shown any interest in reentering the ring.*



*Paige extends her arms outwards as the count reaches five, and tries to exit the ring but is stopped by the referee. Fox is shown with a smirk on her face as Paige is fuming in the ring. Again, Paige tries to exit the ring but is cut off by the official.*



*With the count now on seven, Fox begins to walk around back and forth on the outside, fixing up her hair, almost as if she's trying to wait out the ten count. Paige begins to pace back and forth impatiently, showing signs that Fox may have gotten into her head.*



*Fox begins to slowly walk towards the ring, placing her hand on the bottom rope at the eight count, but it's quickly pulled away the second Paige makes a beeline towards her. Paige extends her arm out and mouths to the ref, “What is she doing?” The ref simply shrugs and makes the nine count, causing Paige to turn around, knowing that Fox has stolen the satisfaction of a victory once again.*



*Just as the ref is going to count to ten and end this match in a countout, Fox quickly slides back into the ring and runs at Paige, who still is unaware that Fox has reentered the ring. Paige turns around right into a dropkick and quickly sits back up, holding her jaw, leaving herself open to another dropkick, this time, directed to her lower back.*



*Fox takes a hold of Paige's hair once again, and flips her over to her stomach. She lets go of her hair and grabs her arm, causing Paige to give her some resistance but a kick to the ribs quickly solves that problem. Fox places her leg behind Paige's head and throws herself to the canvas, slamming Paige's skull off of it in one swift motion.*



*Paige is shown holding her jaw, still on the canvas, and instead of going for the pinfall attempt, Fox decides to take a few steps back, measuring Paige up for what appears to be her finishing maneuver, the Scissors Kick. With Paige still feeling the effects of Fox's unique move, Fox charges forwards and drives her leg into the back of Paige's skull, forcing her back to the mat and possibly knocking her out cold. Fox quickly turns Paige's lifeless body around and goes for what could be the final pinfall of the match.*



1...



2...



3! No! Kickout!



*Paige gets her shoulder up at the final possible second, keeping the match alive as Fox looks on, almost annoyed that she didn't get the win as she thought she had the match won. Fox looks down at Paige's body, while still remaining seated, with her arms on her hips, trying to figure out how Paige kicked out of the Scissors Kick.*



*Using all her remaining strength, Paige manages to sit up again, trying to shake the cobwebs from her head after not one but two devastating maneuvers were done to her in succession. Fox, on the other hand, makes it to her feet with ease and begins to setup the very same move she did moments ago, taking a hold of Paige's hand once more. She follows up by placing her leg over the back of Paige's neck and proceeds to attempt the move again, only this time, Paige is able to anticipate it and stops herself from going face first into the canvas, causing Fox to fall back first on the mat. Paige quickly wraps Fox's legs together and turns her over on her stomach, locking in her signature Cloverleaf submission hold. Fox turns around to have to back to the mat and kicks Paige off of her before she could inflict any damage.*



*Paige charges at Fox with a clothesline attempt in mind, but it's avoided as Fox ducks under it, causing Paige to crash into the turnbuckle. She turns around into an incoming Fox, who attempts to big boot Paige in the corner but her quickness is able to help her avoid the incoming boot, leaving Fox with her leg tangled on the top rope.*



*Instead of going for a rollup, Paige opts to return the favor and takes a handful of Fox's hair, payback for earlier, and forcefully slams her onto the canvas. She mounts Fox and grabs two handfuls of hair, this time, before beginning to drive the back of Fox's skull against the mat repeatedly. After a few moments, the ref is forced to pull Paige off of Fox, but that doesn't stop Paige from going in for round two, grabbing another handful of hair, but getting a kick across her skull for her efforts.*



*Paige stumbles backwards as Fox begins to make it back to her feet, holding the back of her head. Paige sees an opening and makes a beeline towards Fox, catching her in the side of the head with a knee, dazing Fox even more so than she already was. The live audience in attendance lets out a burst of energy as the clear fan favorite in this match, Paige, is in control once more.*



*She exits out to the apron and takes a handful of Fox's fiery red hair, looking at the crowd, almost asking them for their approval. The ref begins his count as the roar of approval from the live audience in attendance gives Paige the cue she needed to continue on with what she had in mind.*



*And with that, Paige begins to unleash a relentless assault of knees directed at Fox's head. Each knee striking directly where the last had hit, if Fox wasn't out of it before, she is now. The seemingly endless assault comes to a temporarily end as Paige is forced to release Fox or risk disqualification.*



*Fox falls back into the ring in a lifeless heap as Paige remains on the apron, letting out her signature yell while taking in the energy of the crowd for a few moments before reentering the ring. Paige stands over Fox for a second before dropping down to her knees and leaning forward to go for a pinfall attempt but stops herself just inches away from doing so. She shakes her head from side to side, almost as if she's not done inflicting pain to her Foxy Rival.*



*Paige lifts Fox up off the canvas but Fox has other plans and drives the top of her skull into Paige's jaw, stunning the Anti-Diva in the process. She holds her jaw as she stumbles backwards, allowing Fox to make it back up to her feet. Before Paige can react, Fox already has wrapped her arms around Paige's waist.*



*With her signature move setup to perfection, Fox lifts Paige over her head and slams her onto the canvas with a Northern Lights Suplex, and follows up with a picture perfect bridge. The ref drops down to the canvas and begins to make the count.*



1...



2...



Th- Kickout!

*Paige gets her shoulder up off the canvas again, avoiding falling to defeat at the hands of her rival. Fox lets out a sigh of frustration, clearly annoyed that she hasn't been able to put away Paige yet. Fox is the first to her feet and runs at the ropes, ricocheting off of them to gain a bit more momentum as Paige is making it up to her feet.*



*Paige spots an incoming Fox with a full head of steam and stops her in her tracks with a back kick to the gut, dropping Fox down to a knee. Now it's Paige's turn to run to the ropes. She bounces off of them but before her intentions are known, Fox's quick thinking helps her avoid impending disaster as she catches Paige with a Tilt A Whirl Backbreaker, stopping the Anti-Diva in her tracks. Fox keeps Paige on her knee for a moment before forcing her down onto the canvas with a thud and follows up with a pinfall attempt.*





1...



2...



Thr- Kickout!

*Another kickout by Paige leaves Fox even more annoyed than before. What does she have to do to put away her rival? Not giving Paige a moment to catch her breath, Fox grabs Paige and lifts her up to her feet, only to be met with a strike to the abdomen. Fox's hold remains intact, causing another shot to the midsection, courtesy of Paige. With Fox refusing to release her, a third and fourth strike hit their mark, eventually leading to Fox taking a step back and putting Paige in the drivers seat.*



*Paige grabs a hold of Fox and attempts to throw her across the ring by her hair but Fox stops Paige before she could with a kick to the gut, and follows up by throwing Paige across the ring instead. She crashes onto the mat with a thud, holding her hurt shoulder in pain as it appears she may have landed on it, and it seems that Fox has once again gained the upper hand after one move. Fox runs towards a slowly rising Paige and is met with a superkick to the face for her troubles, dropping the “Foxy Diva” down to the canvas with Paige following suit shortly after.*



*Both women lie on the canvas, seemingly out of it after the match they've put on, with neither wanting to give the other the upper hand as the match progresses. Paige is the first to show signs of life, making it up to her knees while holding her shoulder. Fox begins to crawl over to the nearest turnbuckle while keeping a hand on her jaw after that desperation Superkick, courtesy of Paige. Fox uses said turnbuckle as leverage, lifting herself up off the mat and leans on it while she gathers her breath. Paige is having none of it and charges at Fox, going for another Monkey Flip attempt after her first one backfired on her.*

*Fox is sent soaring through the air but uses her athleticism to land on her feet. Unbeknownst to Paige, who is using the turnbuckle to lift herself up just like Fox did, Fox is charging at her and the second she turns around, she's met with a big boot to the face, sending her back down to the canvas. Fox sees this as a perfect opportunity to go for her Somersault Legdrop but just barely misses as Paige had the wherewithal to avoid contact with Fox's leg.*



*Fox makes it back to her feet, slowly, still feeling the effects of her missed finishing maneuver, giving Paige the opening she needed to attempt to hit her finishing maneuver, the Paige Turner. She takes a hold of Fox's leg and arm before slamming her onto the canvas with the Paige Turner.*



*The cheers from the crowd after the move is hit distract Paige for a second as she looks out to the live audience in attendance, knowing full well that she has this match won. Paige looks down at Fox, now satisfied that this match could be moments from ending.*



*She drops forward and goes for what could be the final pinfall in the match.*



1...



2...



3! No! Kickout!



*Fox is now the one that gets her shoulder up off the mat, keeping the match alive for herself. Paige taking in the moment could have come back to cost her in the long run. The look on her face says it all, a look of almost disbelieve etched on her face. She looks over to the referee, making sure it wasn't a three count. The ref shakes his head and motions to her that it was a two count. She runs both her hands through her hair and follows up by slamming her fist onto the canvas out of frustration.*



*Paige is shown breathing heavily as Fox rolls out of the ring through the bottom rope, possibly to take a breather. Fox stumbles around the outside of the ring, trying to regain her composure and Paige quickly exits the ring before the referee can stop her and gives chase. Fox notices this and quickly turns the corner, avoiding the ring steps, but as Paige does the same, Fox turns around and lands a Roundhouse like kick to Paige's hurt shoulder, stopping her in her tracks and causing her to drop down to her knees in pain.*

*Fox takes Paige's hurt arm and quickly slams it on the steel ring steps, causing Paige to let out a yell filled with pain. Fox repeats the process, yielding the same result. She goes for it again but decides to instead place her arm in between the ring steps and the ring post. Paige tries to fight out of it with one arm but a knee to the abdomen quickly puts a stop to that. The refs count has reached three while all this was happening but that doesn't seem to bother Fox as she's seemingly taking her time inflicting pain on her rival. She takes a step back and kicks the ring steps, causing Paige to fall to the thinly layered padding on the outside, holding her arm tightly.*

*But Fox isn't done there, she forcefully lifts Paige up to her feet and launches her shoulder first into the barricade, almost putting an exclamation point on the ruthless attack. The refs count reaches five before Fox trots her way up the steps she just used against Paige and makes her way back into the ring. She climbs up the turnbuckle before sitting on the top one, without a care in the world, placing her legs on the ring ropes before crossing them. She raises her arm into the air and begins to check her nails for a second before looking out towards the fallen Paige and admiring her handiwork. Fox decides to count along with the official as he continues to count out Paige.*

[Alicia Fox]&[The Referee]
Six!

*Paige remains on the floor, still tending to her arm, as the crowd begins to chant for her in hopes that she'll make it to her feet and avoid a countout loss.*

[Alicia Fox]&[The Referee]
Seven!

*Paige struggles to her feet, using the barricade as leverage but it doesn't seem to be helping as she falls back down to the thin padding on the outside.*

[Alicia Fox]&[The Referee]
Eight!

*Abandoning her idea to use the barricade to her advantage, Paige decides to begin crawling towards the ring apron, fighting through the pain.*

[Alicia Fox]&[The Referee]
Nine!

*She begins to make haste towards the ring, still unsure if she'll make it back to the ring in time. Fox is heard shouting sarcastically, “You can do it, Paige!” which only fuels Paige's hatred even more.*

[Alicia Fox]&[The Referee]
Ten!

*But it wasn't enough to make it back to the ring in time, barely managing to make it to the ring skirt before collapsing to the floor in pain. The ref is forced to call for the bell, and Fox couldn't be happier that she has won the match.*

[Justin Roberts]
Here is your winner, via countout, Alicia Fox!



*With the match now officially coming to an end, Fox hops off the turnbuckle and lands on her feet, trotting towards the ref, who lifts her arm up into the air in victory. Fox quickly pulls it away and takes a few steps forward, placing a foot on the bottom rope and leaning forward over the top rope, blowing a kiss towards the hostile crowd, not caring for their negative reaction towards her. She pulls herself back into the ring and walks over towards the turnbuckle closest to the timekeepers area, shouting out towards him.*

*Fox motions to the timekeeper, pointing at Paige's jacket and causing said timekeeper to reluctantly pick her jacket up before walking over to Fox. She swipes it from his hands and walks over to the side of the ring where Paige, who is still obviously feeling the effects of not only the ring steps but also the barricade. Fox climbs up to the second turnbuckle and begins twirling Paige's jacket above her head like she would normally do with her hood, mocking the Anti-Diva. She releases the jacket, causing it to fall over Paige's body as Fox hops off the turnbuckle.*

*She quickly exits the ring and begins making her way up the ramp, but not before slightly tapping Paige's hurt arm with her foot, mouthing, “Sorry, didn't see you there,” causing a smirk to appear on her face. Fox begins to trot up the ramp as medical personnel begin making their way down the ramp and towards Paige. Fox is heard shouting, “Hurry, I think her arm is hurt!, sarcastically towards them. The medic pay her no attention and focus on getting to Paige.*

*Paige manages to sit up, placing her back on the ring skirt and not taking her eyes off of Fox, who is sarcastically waving towards her from the stage before disappearing backstage. The medics quickly tend to Paige's arm, trying to figure out the severity of the injury. They help her up to her feet and begin to slowly make it up the ramp. The last image shown is a hurt Paige being escorted to the back before November to Remember fades into a video package for Chris Jericho.*