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Diva’s Tag Match Layla has the opportunity tonight to feel out the two women who are looking to dethrone her at Final Stand, while Brie Bella is no doubt going to show that she sould be in the diva’s title conversation too.
Diva’s Match The returning Gail Kim looks to kick off her first match of the year with a win against the formidable Hardcore Country.
Diva’s Match With her match against Sara Del Rey set in stone, will AJ use this match as a message or will Terrell be able to hold her own to secure the win?
Diva’s Match The only two black divas will be set to steal the show in honor of Black History Month.
Diva’s Match Two former Diva’s Champions set out to prove that they are deserving for a shot at the belt.
Normal Match Stone Cold is tasked to hunt down the m.i.a. RVD so that he can stomp a mudhole in him then walk it dry.
Normal Match Neither of these men have been seen in months. That may not change tonight.
Normal Match With a win against the world’s largest athlete, Razor can forget about the loss to Orton which no doubt still leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.
Normal Match Win or lose, a good showing tonight will at least remind people that Breeze is getting paid to wrestle.
Normal Match One man has a cool beard, the other cool face paint. What more hype does this match need?
Normal Match The former member of the Machine Guns takes on a man with Gun in his name. Business is about to pick up.
Normal Match This could be Woods’ night to nab a big win if Orton can’t take his mind off of Reigns.
Normal Match A superb technical wrestler takes on an exciting high-flyer in this clash of styles, lifestyles and personalities.
Normal Match One of the men vying to become number one contender for the Intercontinental Championship, takes on one of the greatest Intercontinental Champions in recent memory.
Normal Match Two men with familiar ties in this business duke it out to show they can carve out their legacies on their own.
Normal Match Two of the top names in this business would love the bragging rights that come with a win, but keeping the other down for the three count will be easier said than done.
Normal Match While Mr. Anderson just wants to chew gum and kick ass (he’s all out of gum!), Roode will use this match to show that he can hang with Punk as their clash draws near.
Normal Match Cody has been gone for a while and if you blinked too much during a broadcast of Breakdown you’d think the same of Christian. A win for either man would do wonders moving forward.
Normal Match A match between wrestling royalty is bound to be a match worth tuning in to.
Normal Match Gabriel is looking to recapture his glory days, while Truth is looking for… Lil’ Jimmy?
Champion vs. Champion These two champs are looking to prove their title is superior, a week before their number one contenders are to be named.
Normal Match The super serious Chris Jericho is set to go toe to toe with the super silly Santino.
Normal Match In their third match in as many weeks, there’s no doubt that JTG is out for blood after what transpired last time these two were scheduled to face off.
Normal Match Cena beat Bryan and Bryan beat Harper. Does Harper stand a chance?
Normal Match Sandow is out to end Bryan’s winning streak at two in his return to XWL.
Tag Team Match Unlikely allies in Ryback and Big E take on a common foe in two of Paul Heyman’s clients/
Normal Match Lesnar makes a rare Breakdown appearance against a man with big championship aspirations.
Main Event: Non-Title Match #XWLActive Sheamus may be one win away at Uprising for challenging Shawn Michaels for the Intercontinental Championship, but tonight he’ll have a chance to show that a World Title match isn’t out of the question is he can give Alberto Del Rio a run for his money. Del Rio being victimized by Ambrose already cost him a match against John Morrison two weeks ago. Will lightning strike twice?
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Both men lay with their backs against the mat, the fans on their feet. The battle between XWL's royalty has been a great one, but it has come to a standstill. Kenny jolts his arm, showing that he still has some life in him. Meanwhile, Devitt is using the ropes to help himself up, sweat pouring down his face. He finally manages to get to his feet and there's a small pop from his fans. King, who's now on his knees, turns back to see him foe moving towards him. Devitt unleashes a sharp kick across the back on Kenny that sends the former United States champion doubling over in pain. Devitt wastes no time as he lifts King up to his feet, smacking him across the face before connecting his boot to the side of Kenny's skull. The crowd gasps as King falls down to the canvas, Devitt trying for the cover. 1 . . . 2 . . No! Kenny just barely manages to lift his shoulder up off the mat, the fans shocked to say the least. Devitt puts his head in his hands and laughs, not understanding how King could have kicked out of that. He goes for another cover, 1 . . . 2 . No! Kenny refuses to stay down. Devitt pounds his fists into the canvas in a fit of rage, screaming at the referee. He then wipes the sweat away from his forehead and back up, stalking Kenny, waiting for him to rise to his feet.
The arena explodes at the sound of Xavier Woods's theme music hitting the PA system. Devitt turns his head to see Xavier charging towards the ring, a steel chair in his hand and a smile on his face. Kenny, who's still weary, falls back into one of the four corner, not so happy to see his arch rival. Woods slides underneath the bottom rope then comes to life once inside of the ring. Devitt immediately confronts him alongside the referee. "You better not, you hear me!? Don't you dare!" Devitt screams in the face of Xavier, pushing the ref aside. Xavier looks down at his chair, then over at Kenny, then to Devitt, then at his chair again. He nods his head, then whips around and bashes Devitt over the head, the Prince crashing down to the canvas. The referee flails his arms about, calling for the bell. DING! DING! DING! "Here's your winner as the result of a disqualification . . . PRINCE . . . DEVITT!" There's a mixed reaction among the audience as Woods drops his chair and moves over to the side of King. He lifts his foe up and grabs his cheeks with both hands. He cocks a smile, then wrenches his arm back. But before he can deliver his message to King, the sound of the beast makes the crowd erupt.[/i][/b]
The crowd hushes as they wait to see if this is yet another false alarm.
{{JR}} Oh boy. Is that really him? Is that the man set to face Seth Rollins later tonight?? Is that Brock Lesnar!!!?!?
The crowd goes crazy, with a mix of boos from the hatred towards Brock, and cheers from the realization that they are going to actually see Brock Lesnar live on Breakdown!! The man beast makes his way down the ramp. He enters the ring and glares at Xavier Woods who quickly exits the ring, wanting no piece of Brock. The former UFC Champion looks down at King for a moment before picking him up and lifting him high onto his shoulders!!
{{JR}} F-5!! F-5!! Brock Lesnar hit the F-5!! What does this mean!!
Brock looks down at Prince Devitt before simply exiting the ring and coming back the way he came before we go to a commercial break.
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Stone Cold enters, making his way down the ramp when..[i]
{{JR}} BAH GAWD!! Is that Brock Lesnar!!!
[i]Before Stone Cold can even turnaround he is hit from behind by an elbow!! The Man Beast then irish whips Stone Cold into the steel steps!! He then picks up the rattlesnake, throwing him into the wall with the slightest of ease. Brock finally finished with the outside assault, decides to throw Stone Cold into the ring, following him in. He stalks his prey and..
{{JR}} F-5!! F-5!!
Brock looks down at Stone Cold, giving him the middle finger before exiting the way he came.
{{JR}} Another F-5!! Brock Lesnar is trying to prove a point! And folks. It HAS been made!!
{{Michael Cole}} You see! Big E, The Ryback, and now Stone Cold all have become examples of what happens when you oppose Paul Heyman!!!
We then go to a video package hyping up the Main Event.
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We come back to Robbie E in the ring, awaiting Fandango!
Brock enters once again, staring at Robbie E before making his way down the ramp. Brock jumps up onto the apron as Robbie E bounces back and forth, making the wrong decision to stay and fight. Lesnar enters the ring, swats off a few punches, lifts Robbie E high onto his shouders, and hits another F-5!!!
Brock kicks Robbie out of the ring and simply exits like he did before.
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The show returns from break with BreakDown General Manager Stephanie McMahon standing in the center of the ring, in front of her is a table with two chairs and a clipboard on it.
{Stephanie McMahon} Tonight, here in this ring, we will make the main event for Uprising official. Dean Ambrose and our World Heavyweight Champion Alberto Del Rio will come down to this ring and sign this here contract, which will make Dean Ambrose Alberto's challenger at Uprising. Now, if we could please have the challenger enter first.
Boos rain down from the live audience in attendance as the theme of the psychotic member of The West Side Army begins to play throughout the arena. A few moments pass before Ambrose walks out from behind the curtain, causing the negativity from the crowd to amplify as he stands on the stage, looking out towards the ring: A table with a contract on it, two chairs and Stephanie McMahon standing fill the ring. Ambrose begins his descent down the entrance ramp, ignoring the boos coming from either side of him and makes his way towards the ring. He stops at the bottom of the ramp, looking into ring for a moment before beginning to scale the ring steps and slowly enters the ring. Ambrose walks around the table, his eyes locked on the contract placed in the center, and decides to take a seat on the far chair.
Ambrose looks towards the stage, awaiting the arrival of Del Rio as the seconds slowly tick away. After a few more moments, a realization sets in, causing Ambrose to look over his shoulder to make sure Del Rio isn't planning to attack him from behind. He looks over his other shoulder as well, yielding the same result. Ambrose goes to pick up the microphone and raises it up to speak but before he could, he's cut off by the theme of the World Heavyweight Champion.
The champion's theme blares through the arena as he steps out onto the stage. He stops at the top of the ramp and looks down towards the ring, making contact with Dean. The second they lock looks, Alberto lifts the World Championship up high, posing with it above his head.
He flings the belt back across his shoulder as he marches down the ramp, strutting to the ring with Stephanie awaiting him.
Del Rio reaches the base of the ramp and before joining the Breakdown General Manager in the ring he points out to the crowd, acknowledging their admiration.
Del Rio quickly jogs up the steps and slides between the middle and top rope, into the ring where he struts over to the table with the contract on it. He takes the title from his shoulder and sets it down on the table, next to the contract. He then motions for Ambrose to continue what he was going to do as someone hands him a mic from the outside.
Ambrose's eyes remain fixed on Del Rio before they shift towards the World Heavyweight Championship sitting across the table from him. A trance like state overtakes him, almost as if he's thinking of every possible way he could dethrone Del Rio as champion. The trance is broken when he looks back at Del Rio and raises the microphone back up.
{Dean Ambrose} What else is there left to say? I've threatened you week in and week out, yet you're still stupid enough to walk into Uprising to defend that World Heavyweight Championship. Maybe ignorance truly is bliss, or maybe deep down inside, you know that your reign as champion is coming to its inevitable end. Tell me something, Del Rio, what's it like knowing that the sand in your hourglass is running out and there isn't a damn thing you could do about it, what's it like knowing that you can't beat Dean Ambrose, what's it like staring the devil himself right in the face and knowing that he can't be beat?
{Alberto Del Rio} You think your the devil? You think you're unbeatable? I've gone to war with many men and you are just another man who think he has what it takes to break me, to break my will and let me tell you something Dean....you don't have what it takes. It would take Satan himself walking through those curtains and down to this ring to break me, to crush me. It's not stupidity that keeps me coming back at you, it's the joy I know I'll receive when I finally kick you in the jaw and shut you up for good! Then I'll walk on into the main event at Final Stand and finally complete my next career goal. Dean, at Uprising I'm hoping when I drill you with my Super Kick that it finally either knocks that loose screw in your head back tight into place or shuts you up for good.
{Dean Ambrose} It seems I struck a nerve, “amigo,” believe what you want to believe, at the end of the day, after the dust settles, and every other cliché you want to throw into that, there's only going to be one of us left standing, and I highly doubt that it'll be you. This is symbolic, isn't it? You signing this contract is almost like you're signing your own death sentence, only instead of it being quick and painless, I'm going to make you suffer.
Ambrose pulls the contract towards himself, not taking his eyes off of Del Rio for a few more seconds before he shifts his attention to the contract, scanning and inspecting it to make sure everything is correct.
Seemingly content with everything, Ambrose picks up the pen and lifts it up towards his face, dramatically clicking it before lowering down towards the contract. Del Rio isn't amused by Ambrose's antics, but carefully looks on as Ambrose ponders whether or not to sign it first.
The pen hovers over the contract, inches away from making contact. It remains like that for a few more moments as Del Rio's patience is seemingly running thin.
Ambrose looks up towards Del Rio, locking eyes with him as he signs the contract. He clicks on the pen once more and carelessly drops it onto the table before placing both hand on the contract and sliding it across the table towards Del Rio, mouthing, “Your turn.”
Del Rio stares at Ambrose, who is giving a mocking look towards the champion. Del Rio spins the contract around and flips to the page where he needs to sign.
The Mexican Aristocrat grabs the pen and scribbles his signature on the line, making their match at Uprising official. Del Rio keeps the mic up by his face after signing and begins speaking again.
{Alberto Del Rio} Signing this contract is as good as signing your own death warrant. You started all of this the night I retained against Miz, YOU jumped ME and now at Uprising I get my first real shot at getting payback. My first chance to show you what it's like to truly face Alberto Del Rio, and when we finally get in that ring, whether I kick your jaw off or snap your arm, I will break you and you won't be the same "person" that you are now.
Alberto lowers his mic anticipating a response from Ambrose but instead they meet in a long, tense stare down. The two men seem to have forgotten that they aren't the only guys in the arena and continue just to stare until Ambrose breaks the stare by leaping to his feet and actually flipping the table with him as he stands! Alberto jumps to his feet to engage Ambrose in a fight but the West Side Army member steps back towards the ropes and starts to wag his finger back and fourth, mouthing "no, no, no. Not today 'Berto."
Before stepping from the ring. Alberto starts yelling at him to get in the ring, clearly frustrated that Ambrose wasn't willing to fight then and there. He turns to Stephanie and begins talking with her about what just occurred as, unbeknownst to Alberto, Ambrose struts around to the opposite side of the ring to where Del Rio stands instead of heading up the ramp.
Alberto looks up to notice that Ambrose is in fact not heading up the ramp and beings to make a move to defend himself but it's too late! Ambrose dives into the ring from the outside and clips Del Rio's leg, sending the World Champion to the ground. Stephanie scrambles from the ring as champion and challenger, once again, become entangled in a fight for momentum going into the PPV. Ambrose rains closed fists into Alberto's temple, stunning the champion and without wasting anytime, Dean steps away from Berto and sprints off the ropes, catching Del Rio on the rebound with his signature running knee!! Del Rio doesn't fall but instead gets to his feet, completely stunned and Ambrose starts stalking him. as the champion starts to turn Ambrose charges in and shoves him into the ropes, catching him on the bounce back and drilling him with his Ambrocity spinning side slam!
Ambrose wastes nothing with his movements and he tilts the table he knocked over earlier back on all fours. He grabs Del Rio and throws his groggy body into on of the ring corners. Ambrose then turns to the table and drags and positions it only a couple feet from the corner where Del Rio is set in. Ambrose then joins his adversary in the corner and delivers a quick strike to his head before He ducks his shoulder down, placing his arm through the legs of Del Rio, he props him up into a Fireman's Carry hold and Ambrose himself ascends the turnbuckle, standing on the second rope, looking down to the table. The crowd boos and jeers at at the No. 1 Contender as he takes Del Rio's head and tucks it under his arm. Ambrose grins once more as he leaps from the second ropes and drives the World Champion through the table with a top rope Midnight Special!!
Ambrose steps away from the wreckage of the table and looks down at the fallen champion. He nudges him with his foot to see if Del Rio was still responsive in any way, shape, or form and with this nudge confirming he's not, Ambrose throws his closed fists into the air as if to signify victory. Ambrose, with his hands still in the air, starts stepping backwards from Del Rio and steps out of the ring, making his way up the ramp and without stopping to add insult to injury he steps right on into the backstage area. The camera begins to pan the ring and the broken World Champion finally begins to drag himself out of the wreckage of the table and can only lay on his stomach and look on at the stage in anger as the segment goes to commercial.
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Sheamus is down, and Del Rio gets to a corner, where he's getting ready for the superkick, motioning The Celtic Warrior to get up!
Michael Cole: Sheamus is in trouble! Del Rio has him in his sights!
Jerry Lawler: We might finally get to see that Celtic jerk get put to sleep!
Sheamus gets up to his knees, and Del Rio is about to swoop in for the kill! Del Rio goes over to kick Sheam-!
Del Rio stops mid lunge and turns right towards the ramp, enraged but prepared.
He screams towards the stage, "Come on! Get out here!" but is not met with a reply or even an appearance. Behind him the Celtic Warrior recovers, and sneaks up to Del Rio while he's distracted! Sheamus goes to grab him but as he grabs Del Rio, the World Champion spins around behind the Irishman! Del Rio immediately leaps up, placing his two knees into Sheamus' back, attempting the Backstabber but Sheamus holds onto the ropes! Alberto goes crashing to the mat and tries recovering quickly but just as fast as he gets up, Sheamus turns and drills him with a Brogue Kick!!!
Jim Ross: Good Gawd ALMIGHTY! Did you hear that?
Jerry Lawler: I think we could call that "The Kick Heard 'Round The World" J.R.!
Michael Cole: The Celtic Warrior has managed to turn the tide of battle in an instant! Remember though, there are no pinfalls or submissions! Sheamus needs to put Del Rio through a flaming table if he is to win this contest!
Sheamus looks around the arena for a bit, then picks up Del Rio and throws him over the top rope, landing hard on the concrete. Sheamus gets a table from underneath the apron, places it upright, and sets it on fire.
Michael Cole (Coughing): Oh, the fumes!
Jerry Lawler: I guess some do like it hot, folks!
He turns toward Del Rio with a devilish look in his eyes, ready to end the vicious brawl.
He picks Del Rio up and holds him by the arms, in position for the High Cross!
Jerry Lawler: Del Rio's about to be sent through his second table tonight!
Jim Ross: No! Don't do this! That's a human BEING, for God's sake!
Michael Cole: Del Rio's on dream street, he has no idea where he is!
Sheamus lets out a huge "FELLAAAAAAAA" before slamming Del Rio down on the flaming table, causing Alberto to convulse in pain, forcing the referee to ring the bell!
Jim Ross: Good Lord! That is inhuman!
Jerry Lawler: Somebody needs to get Del Rio a stretcher!
Michael Cole: My God, Sheamus just beat the World Heavyweight Champion! This is sure to send a message to the locker room!
The crowd boos The Celtic Warrior as he raises his hand up in victory, laughing at his fallen opponent. He looks at Del Rio as if he is showing some false sense of pity, a dirty smirk on his face. He goes up to an official near the announce table and demands a mic, snatching it away from his hands when one is offered to him. He laughs a bit before speaking.
Sheamus: Is THIS what you call a worthy opponent? THIS is what you call a "World Heavyweight Champion"? What a pathetic, sorry excuse for a world champion that you all worship! This man is nothing more than a peasant who only gains respect from you foolish, idiotic sheep. How ironic is it that this is the man is on the front cover of every magazine and article that pertains to our business, when I have just proved that he is nothing more than a fraud! A fraud who is a disgrace to me, a disgrace to everyone watching, and a disgrace to our business! This man runs around every week saying that is a Mexican Aristocrat, a hero of the Mexican people, a strong individual who doesn't back down from a fight.......I call him a coward! You fools might not have known this, but from the first minute I stepped in the ring, I could tell that this insult to our industry......was afraid. I looked in his eyes, and I saw nothing but fear. He knew he was going to get his arse kicked as soon as he saw who he was up against. Think about it: When was the last time The Celtic Warrior lost a match? I see it's taking all of you quite a while to think, so I'll give you the answer: Never. Since I debuted, I haven't lost a single match, and the World Heavyweight Champion knew it. Now look at where he has found himself: Drowning in a pool of his own fear, soundly defeated by the absolute best in this business!
Michael Cole: He does have a point, Del Rio simply wasn't the same man he usually was when he entered the ring tonight!
Jerry Lawler: I'd say it was probably because of the attacks he took from Dean Ambrose these past couple of weeks.
Jim Ross: Those beatings definitely took a toll on Del Rio both mentally and physically, you have to wonder if he was really 100% tonight.
The crowd boos Sheamus intensely, which slightly angers him.
Sheamus: You can boo me all you want, but face the facts: I am destined for greatness and you know it! Which brings me.......to Eric Young. Eric, listen to my words very carefully. I know you're watching this. You better leave this company before Uprising. Leave and stay home so that you can live a good and healthy life, retire from this business permanently. Fella, you're better off that way, because if you have the testicular fortitude to step up to The Celtic Warrior at Uprising........You're going to experience pain like no other has experienced before. You think last week's tag match was bad? At Uprising, you're going to wish that you were never born. I am going to hurt you. I am going to make you bleed. I am going to break you. All the training montages in the world aren't going to save ya from the biggest arse kicking these people have seen in ages! It will be a monumental event when I kick your bloody head right off of your torso, you pathetic loser. These people think that you have a heart of gold? That you're more determined than ever? I'll show these people that you have a heart when I rip it off of your bloody chest and shove it down your throat. You might think that this is all some sort of fun and games, but I'm not playing around, Eric. This is no game. And you should know better than to just piss out and about.
Sheamus points at a camera, then he looks into another one with a fire in his eyes, as if he intends to kill the cameraman.
Sheamus: And after I'm done with that peon......Final Stand will be the end of Shawn Michaels' career. You had better hold on to that Intercontinental Title nice and tight, Shawn. Because that belt is going back to its rightful owner. And you, my friend, are going back to where YOU belong. Back to the retirement home, where you can live with other grumpy old men who think they know what is best for this company! But I'll hold off on opinion of Mr. Wrestlemania for another time. Just know this, Shawn: If I were in your shoes right now, I'd write myself a will before Uprising.
Sheamus angrily drops the mic, spreading his arms and yelling "Fella!" at the top of his lungs while the crowd vehemently boos him.
Jim Ross: Wow. Sheamus is an animal.
Jerry Lawler: He's out for blood, J.R., I think the entire locker room should take notice.
Michael Cole: The Celtic Warrior is definitely heading into Uprising with a huge amount of momentum!
Sheamus leaves the ring, turning around in Del Rio's direction and shaking his head. Before leaving, he gives the arena one final look as he smirks. He steps into the back and the arena grows silent as they wait for the end of the show to be signaled..
Dean Ambrose's theme plays once again, and this time he walks out onto the stage. He arrives grinning and smug as he's gotten the upper hand on Del Rio twice in one night and now his opponent lays badly damaged among the wreckage of a flaming table.
{Jim Ross} Alberto is beaten and defenseless after crashing through that flaming table and now here comes the vulture to pick off whats left.
Dean keeps smiling at his handy work, his mental manipulation, and the fact his plan has worked perfectly. He has a microphone in his hand and starts strutting back and forth across the stage pondering what to say. He stops, center stage, and moves the mic up to his lips as your here him inhale his breath and then.....suddenly a crash and bang as he simply drops the microphone and raises his hand in the well known gun shape, he takes the time to aim his hand directly at the unconscious Alberto, then he "pulls the "trigger" and and motions with the false recoils as his theme once again starts playing, and the show comes to a close.
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