XWL Breakdown: 6/20/2014 - 7/4/2014

Normal Match


J.R.
Welcome back folks to Friday night Breakdown! Up next we've got The Real American Jack Swagger taking on the always exciting John Morrison!

Michael Cole
This is Morrison's first match since returning just last week. He's been keeping quiet thus far, but maybe he'll speak up here tonight!

King
Well I'll tell you this much, he's going to be facing a very angry Jack Swagger. After what Stone Cold did to him at the start of our show, I'd be weary if I were John Morrison!





King
Oh gosh, that walking mustache Zeb Colter has a microphone!

Zeb Colter and Jack Swagger are halfway down the ramp when Zeb calls for the music to be shutoff. Jack is holding the back of his neck, still feeling the effects of that Stunner he was delivered at the start of the show.

The Real American Zeb Colter
I find it pathetic that not only do you all cheer for that beer bellied, UN-AMERICAN Steve Austin, but also that you cheer for the idiotic, flash in the pan that is John Morrison! Steve Austin is a problem that Jack Swagger and I will deal with, believe me. But right now, we're going to take care of the problem, of the disgrace, that is John Morrison! This man, if I can call him that, cares more about the way that he looks, the way that the public views him, than he does his own country! As does the vast majority of today's youth! He comes out here with his flashy fur coat and his cool, stylish sunglasses, and all of you people cheer for him! You idolize him! Why!? Is he a winner? No. Is he a REAL American? No. Do you know who is? THIS MAN! Jack Swagger, who is undefeated since his return! And that will remain the same after tonight. John Morrison, don't kid yourself, you are a part of the problem, just like Steve Austin is a part of the problem, just like all of YOU are a part of the problem! But WE, THE REAL AMERICANS, we're going to FIX these problems. We're going to make this country great again, one step at a time.

Zeb lowers his mic and looks over at Swagger who's nodding his head. The two then make their way into the ring as the audience shows their hate towards them. Those boos soon turn into cheers though, as John Morison's theme song hits the PA system!





J.R.
Despite everything that Zeb Colter just said, it's great to see John Morrison walk down that ramp once again!

King
It sure is, I just- Hey, wait a second!!!

As John is making his way up onto the ring apron, Jack Swagger rushes him and delivers a nasty knee to the side of his head!!! John's glasses go flying off of his face as he tumbles down to the outside. Jack quickly exits the ring, ripping Morrison's fur coat off of him and spitting on it. He then tosses John back into the ring and slides in after him, the referee calling for the bell. Swagger goes to work as he mounts John and begins to rain down a barrage of lefts and rights. The referee pulls Jack off of him and tells him to cool it or he'll be disqualified! Swagger blows the ref off and begins to stomp all over the arms and legs of Morrison, the fans not liking it one bit.



Jack continues his assault on the midsection of Morrison, the referee having to once again pull Jack away! Swagger isn't having it, he lifts the seemingly lifeless body of Morrison up and hits him with a big time Paper Check!!! Zeb has a big smile on his face as Swagger removes the straps from his singlet, letting out a loud roar! He flips Morrison onto his stomach and quickly locks in the Patriot Lock!!! He's got John's ankle up at a high angle, wrenching it and twisting it in a way that makes even the referee squirm. It doesn't take long for John to smack the mat multiple times as he cries out in pain. The bell rings, but Swagger won't let go of John's ankle!!! The ref tires to pry Jack's hands off of John, but Swagger retaliates by pushing the official down onto the mat! Morrison rolls around in agony, trying to get his boot off as Jack picks the referee up military press style and chucks him over the top rope and out of the ring!!! Swagger's attention is now back on John who's trying to crawl his way out of the ring. But Zeb is there to stop him, smacking him across the face, allowing Jack to lift him up and do what he did to the ref to him!!! Morrison lands with a thud out in front of the announcers table, J.R., King and Michael Cole all moving away as Swagger exits the ring. He takes apart the table piece by piece, John out cold at Colter's feet. At Zeb's command, Jack picks the rag doll that is Morrison's body up and delivers a Patriot Act through the table!!! The fans all gasp as John's mangled body lays motionless in the wreck, Zeb handing Jack a microphone.

The Patriot Jack Swagger
That . . . Was nowhere near as bad as what I'm going to do to Steve Austin at Digital Decision!!!

As the medical crew and a handful of referees all come rushing down the ramp, Jack Swagger and Zeb Colter both place a hand over their hearts, shouting out . . .

The REAL Americans
WE THE PEOPLE!!!!



(I know this may seem a bit sloppy, but it's SO fucking hot I can't even.)

Breakdown comes off the match before hand, entering the backstage office of Stephanie McMahon who watches her t.v. closely. The sound of someone entering can be heard as she turns, a disgusted look on her face which turns into a sweet smile.

[Stephanie]
Eric! Please come in!

Eric Young steps into frame, causing a roar from the crowd to spark up.

[Eric Young]
Thanks Stephanie, I uh, I needed to-

Stephanie cuts him off, saying what she wants to say instead.

[Stephanie]
Can I just say how proud I am of you for holding this open challenge tonight?

[Eric Young]
Uh, but I didn't ho-

[Stephanie]
Actually as a matter of fact I am heading out there right now to invite down three competitors. Aren't you just excited!?

[Eric Young]
Well I guess I am pre-

[Stephanie]
Great well I've got to run and take care of this match for my number one favorite!

Stephanie gives Eric a double thumbs up and passes him, heading out of her office as Eric frowns, not being able to get in a word. The camera fades to a quick commercial break.





Breakdown returns live to find Stephanie McMahon's theme playing and her making her way to the ring.



She smiles at the crowd slyly while they boo her. She ignores them and continues on towards the ring. She cuts around the outside of it, heading for the stares which she climbs gracefully. She walks across the apron and enters the ring, walking to the center of the ring, mic in hand.

[Stephanie]
Hello ladies and gentlemen and may I just say how much I have loved this show so far and how much I will love it later. Our main event, which I personally can't wait for, will be one to remember. But enough about that, I need to cut to the chase on why I'm out here.



[Stephanie]
For those of you who may have missed it last week, I called Eric Young into my office to speak with him. You see, Eric, he's someone which most of you love and adore. Someone that most of you can get behind and I, I like that. So what I told him was that he needed to keep his head up and get back out there for the fans. So, that way, come Digital Decision he can still be kept on the card. I hatched this idea that I will call forth three competitors, each of which will be put into a poll and the XWL Universe will then vote on who will face Eric Young. So, I ask that you all help me in introducing the first person who I called forth to accept this challenge![/b]

Stephanie turns and points at the stage, asking for the first of the three to reveal themselves.




The lights kick off as we hear the sound of none other than Jay Briscoes "Reach for the Sky Boy!' Battle call as it roars through the XWL arena.




Briscoe comes out of the curtain to a thunderous applause as the backwoods hillbillies love anything that Jay Briscoe is involved in. Jay Stands at the top of the ramp glaring at EY and Stephanie. Jay is handed a microphone but before the words can even come out of his mouth. He is blasted from Behind by a shadow.



After a heinous and brutal assault on Briscoe the figure is revealed to be none other than Sami Callihan! Callihan continues to stomp and  pound Briscoe. He then proceeds to throw him into the barricade. He then walks to the back as medical personal are trying to attend to the injured Briscoe but Callihan comes back and moves the medical personel out of the way. He now has a bag and opens the bag pouring what appears to be Broken glass on the concrete floor. Callihan lets out a evil yell and delivers a headlock Driver into the broken glass. Briscoe twitches with glass hanging out of his eyes..More medical personel rush to the scene as Callihan takes a second to admire the fruits of his labor. he kinda laughs and then stares at a horrified Stephanie and EY in the ring.




Sami kneels down to the beaten and bloody Briscoe and begins to lift him up while holding a piece of glass in his hand. Glaring at the two in the ring.


Sami Callihan
Jay? Jay? You there buddy? Whats wrong? You dont look like so well? Kinda have this glassy eyed stare to you.


Callihan smiles as the crowd boos his poorly timed pun and the two in the ring watch in shock and awe. As Sami Callihan daggers the piece of glass into Jays skull. He drops him in a pool of his own blood. and Begins to speak to Stephanie and Ey.



Sami Callihan
Now i want you to both know that all of this bloodshed could have been avoided if you all would have just listened to the voice of reason and given me what is rightfully mine. It is absolute bullshit that you let drunken hillbillies like this run around in your company and give them chances like this. It sickens me to my very core that garbage like this can run around and be beloved by all these pieces of shit  fans. It is fucked up that we give our blood sweat and tears every single night. Hoping that maybe just maybe it will be our turn to climb that ladder to the top. But most of the deserving ones are held down so Shit like Jay Briscoe can be catapulted to the fucking top! They cheer him. They love him because he is just like them. Well i want you to all know that when i drove his head into that glass i was imagining that i was doing that to each and every one of you in this arena tonight.


Callihan pauses for a second looking at Steph who is about to speak. But Callihan cuts her off before she can.


Sami Callihan
Sorry Princess but this is my time to speak. I have sat back and watched in agony as Eric Young has been given shot after shot to get the job done. And as expected. He just couldn't get it done. He doesn't have the fire. The balls to do what i do. So lemme just go ahead and throw my name in the hat here for this. We have Digital Decision coming up. You pieces of shit in the audience i give you the one and only choice for the match with Eric Young at Digital Decision. I deserve the shot at him. I deserve to have that opportunity. Plus, one more thing. If you don't give me this opportunity then im going to be more vile and do more things just like this. That was just an taste of what i am capable of. A taste of what lengths and extremes i am willing to go just to get what i want. EY take a real good look at what happened here tonight because If i get the shot to face you. Im going to hurt you. Im going to hurt you very badly. Im going to hurt Unlike you have ever been hurt before. The Callihan Death Machine World Tour of Destruction starts with You EY.

Callihan drops the mic and walks away, exiting the  ring to the back as his theme plays and a startled and shocked Stephanie is shown with a puzzled look on her face.




[Stephanie]
Well that certainly was interesting to say the least. But, I believe in Eric. This guy, this fairly scary guy by the name of Sami Callihan will not intimidate him and I know it. So, now, let's invite the next person who is willing to take on this task, this shot, to fighting Eric Young, shall we?[/b]

McMahon turns to the stage once again, inviting down the next competitor.


The fans begin to cheer as Long Island Iced Z, Zack Ryder comes out from behind the curtain with his internet championship around his waist


[Zack Ryder]


Yo Eric, that's right, it's me, Z! True Long Island Story, Zack Ryder. Now, if you remember broski, around this time last year, you were a superhero, and I challenged you to a match at Digital Decision, and you didn't anwser. Then I was like, are you serious bro? But now, I have a chance to fix that, cause if the fans know what's right, they'll pick Zack Ryder. Woo woo woo,
Ryder removes his sun glasses and raised the mic to his mouth.

[Zack Ryder]


You know it.

Ryder turns, making his leave, having finished what he had to say as Stephanie begins to talk.

[Stephanie]
Old rivals always make interesting competitors. I'd be watching him Eric because it seems he has it out for you. Now, finally, the third and final person who will placed into the poll to face Eric Young!

Stephanie turns to the stage again, pointing to it, inviting the next competitor to make his entrance.



[King]
Oh, jesus.

[Cole]
This is awesome! The Miz is the most capable man to take down that loser EY! Where do I go to vote?

[JR]
Cole I don't think you're allowed to vote, but this is an interesting option. And while I don't agree with The Miz's attitude his actions do speak louder than his words when he is in that ring.

*The Miz has by now walked onto the stage in charcoal suit with a purple tie, obviously not expecting to use fisticuffs on this prideful stride down the ramp.*



*For whatever reason, whether it's not caring about the fan's reaction which is usually negative as it is now or being on his best behavior for the General Manager, The Miz ignores the fans on his sides jeering at him full force. We'll never know why, but the Miz steps on the apron, enters the ring and shakes Stephanie's hand before grabbing a  mic out of his pocket and beginning to speak.*



[The Miz]
Thank you Stephanie. With all the crap the other boys in the back give you, especially that punk EY I'd like to be the first one to say that I like you as General Manger.


[Stephanie McMahon]
Why thank-

[The Miz]
No need to thank me now Steph, because when you give me that World Title match and I win it, everyone in this arena is going to thank me, as I become THE most must see XWL World Heavyweight Champion, and give Breakdown ratings it's never seen before.

*Stephanie does not look amused, being interrupted  yet again by another superstar, before she tries ot get a word in edgewise The Miz beats her to it again as he says*



[The Miz]
But while two egomaniacs in John Cena and Shawn Michaels fight over who's keeping it warm for me, I'll help you out Stephanie by getting rid of another ego-driven manic depressive known as Eric Young. This guy runs around here telling jokes and acting all innocent, but deep down we all know he's just trying to use these people AND you Stephanie to curb his inferiority complex. It doesn't matter that the refs screwed you over at the Pay-Per-View Eric, because you still could have dodged the Spear or kicked out. Did I give up when I was made fun of on the "Real World" and was told I was never going to make it? No. Did I give up when I was kicked out of the locker room? No! And Did I give up when I was fired at last year's Final Stand? Nope, and if I did i wouldn't have became World Heavyweight Champion. But Eric buddy, once I'm done with you, there will be no shame in giving up. You may think your biggest challenge was Roman Reigns but boy is it not. You better beg these sheep to not vote me, because I'm the most ruthless competitor on this roster and if you people don't think so, vote me in and I'll prove you all wrong like I always do.

[The Miz]
Because I'm the Miz and I'm-

[Stephanie]
Done talking.

The Miz throws up his hands as if to say, "You're right." and turns back around, walking across the ring, making his exit as Stephanie begins to speak again.

[Stephanie]
Well there you have it ladies and gentlemen. Now, you decide who will go on to face Eric Young at Digital Decision!

XWL returns live to the jam packed arena in Cleveland, Ohio! The camera focuses on the ring, where there six superstars can be seen, some of them familiar, some of them... Not so much. An unannounced match brings a little bit of eager anticipation to the electric crowd, they want to see what they are about to be treated to, an already packed card full of amazing matches and XWL has outdone itself by providing its fans just that little bit extra.



Another little treat for the XWL Universe, they get another installment of the General Manager of Breakdown: Stephanie McMahon! She walks out onto the stage with a proud look on her face, this is her brain child before the World and she expects everyone to be pleased with what she has to offer them. She raises the microphone to her mouth.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Ladies and Gentlemen, before you stand six superstars, some of whom you will be familiar with, the others you will not. We here at XWL are very proud of our roster, we like to think we keep our talent very happy and we have built some of the greatest superstars that you see today. However, we also realise that there is room in the market for more superstars, for more big names and for more main attractions. The marquee names that this product provides, the more marketable and profitable out organisation will be. That is why before you, you have six of the top free agents in the country as of this moment.

The camera turns its attention to the ring

[Stephanie McMahon]
A man who you may not be familiar with, the high flying, the exilarating Ricochet!

There are a few indy fans in the house tonight, as Ricochet's name draws quite a nice reception from the capacity crowd

[Stephanie McMahon]
Hailing from Birmingham, England! Rockstar Spud!

Spud's name does not draw the same reception as Ricochet, in fact most fans bury their face into their palms at the thought of Rockstar Spud being considered one of the “Top Free Agents” in the business right now

[Stephanie McMahon]
The “World Warrior” Low-Ki!

A massive ovation for Low Ki, has had his fair share of runs within the company and is still a fan favourite with the XWL crowd, “Low Ki” chants begin to ring through the arena, not bothering the man himself though, with his typical intense glare across his face, someone may be about to be on the receiving end of a devastating kick

[Stephanie McMahon]
Rich Swann!

Again, not that big of an ovation but there are those few faithful that know who Rich Swann is and just exactly the high flying offense that he bring to the table.

[Stephanie McMahon]
“The Notorious 187” Homicide!

Another big name, another big cheer, members of the crowd can be heard chanting “Brrrraaap”, we cannot tell if this amuses Homicide as he has his face covered with a bandana. He stars pounding his chest and throws up the “LAX” sign.

[Stephanie McMahon]
And finally... “The Punjabi Nightmare” The Great Khali!

That sinister smile that runs in the family reveals itself on Stephanie's face, the crowd are very displeased with the final choice, as though by design she brought on several light heavy and cruiserweights and through them into the mix with a 7ft 1, 347lb monster! The odds are very high in Khali's favour but stranger things have happened in XWL.

[Stephanie McMahon]
These men will battle it out in a Battle Royal match and to the winner goes the spoils, the prize? Well we here at XWL are very happy to announce that we will be offering the winner a very lucrative contract and will be welcoming them into the XWL family. Now you all know what is at stake, you all know what you are fighting for. So referee if you will, please ring the...




[Michael Cole]
Oh my...

[JR]
I think business is about to pick up

The crowd jump to their feet and cheer for the United States Champion as he appears at the top of the stairs in the crowd, not normally the best person on their list of people to cheer but they have a feeling that he is about to put a little hitch in Stephanie's plans. Stephanie looks clueless as to why Roman has decided to show his face right now, he makes his way down the steps with his United States Championship draped over his shoulder, the fans pat him on the back as he makes his way closer and closer to the ring. He stands in front of the barricade, looking into the ring at the several men that stand before him but without hesitation and no sign of fear, he climbs over the barricade and finds himself outside of the ring, walking around eyeing up his prey.

[Stephanie McMahon]
What is he doing here? Someone get out here and remove him!

The security team are nowhere to be found, despite Stephanie's endless yelling for somebody to get out here nobody comes out to her aid, the live feed cuts backstage where several members of the security team are lying on the cold concrete floor, a few that are unconscious are the lucky ones as the other are writhing in agony. We cut back live to the ring and Stephanie has a horrified look on her face, where as Roman can be seen looking up a the titantron with a smirk on his.

[JR]
Ladies and Gentlemen let me quickly take you back to earlier in the evening, it was announced that at Digital Decision Roman Reigns would be defending his United States Championship, upon overhearing this Roman requested the names of the men that he could be potentially facing. Stephanie declined to share that information

[Michael Cole]
As she has every right to do!

[JR]
…. She declined to share the information. This did not sit too well with Roman Reigns spurring him to give Stephanie an ultimatum, that he finds out his opponents or he will make life a misery for everyone on the roster, including Stephanie McMahon

[Michael Cole]
How dare he threaten the boss like that, doesn't he know what she could do to him?

[King]
I think he does, Cole and he put a little hitch into that plan too.

The camera returns to Stephanie, who has a look of worry on her face as Reigns continues to circle the ring.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Roman, whatever you're thinking of doing, please reconsider! We can go back to my office and talk about this like civil people!

Reigns turns and looks up the ramp at the General Manager who is all but begging him to rethink his actions, without the slightest care he turns his attention back to the ring

[Stephanie McMahon]
Roman I am warning you, you will suffer the consequences!

Roman's head turns to face Stephanie, he smirks and winks, perhaps waiting for those very words like a green light because he leans under the bottom rope and grabs Rockstar Spud by the ankles and drags him out of the ring. Spud faceplants the canvas and tries to scratch, claw, do anything to try and escape Reigns' grip, he can be heard crying out for his “Mommy” but she is a long way away. The other men start fighting with one another thinking the match has begun but there was no bell rung to signal the start of the match, Spud lands on his feet on the floor, he turns and walks straight into a clothesline that turns him inside out. Spud's head hits the floor with sickening impact, he is out, not moving a muscle except for the twitching in his leg and hands, Roman stands over the downed Brit and starts stretching out his arms.

[JR]
Dear God he killed him!

Meanwhile in the ring, the combatants are trying to single out The Great Khali, in the hopes to outnumber him but he uses his strength to outpower every superstar, they all get shoved away in one big pile and one after another like lemmings follow one another into a huge heavy handed chop to the top of the skull, the last of which to receive is Rich Swann who gets rocked back and stumbles into the ropes. His legs are jelly, he uses the ropes to try and balance himself and DROPKICK! From out of nowhere Roman Reigns flies into shot and connects with a hard dropkick to the side of Rich Swann's head knocking him out instantly. Swann's body goes limp ad Reigns drags him by the foot outside of the ring and dumps his body onto the arena floor. He turns his attention back to Stephanie and raises two fingers, either signalling that he has taken out two people or the British variant of flipping her the bird. Reigns turns his attention back to the ring and sees Ricochet coming towards him, a common tag partner of Swann's and he hasn't taken too kindly to his friend being taken out. Ricochet plancha's over the top rope but Reigns simply walks out of the way, luckily Ricochet manages to land on his feet, unluckily he manages to land at the feet of Reigns who quickly grabs the bag of his head and slams him spine first into the barricade, knocking it back a couple of feet and sending the fans crashing into their seats.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Roman, I swear to God if you don't stop this right now it will be the end of you!

Stephanie's words have fallen onto deaf ears. In the ring we treated to a brief reunion of The Rottweilers as Low Ki and Homicide are teaming up against The Great Khali, the duo have him rocked against the ropes, with all their might they are trying to lift the big man over the top rope but all they manage to do is cause him to fall onto the apron. Shot after shot, strike after strike, nothing they can do can make the big man lose his balance and fall to the floor. They try one final strike, a synchronised attack could be the key to success here, they talk amongst themselves and come up with a quick plan, they turn and run towards the ropes and SPEAR! Both men get taken out by a Spear! Low Ki rolls out of the ring holding his ribs, while Reigns pushes Homicide out with his feet. Reigns turns and sees The Great Khali climbing back inside the squared circle, the tension starts to build in the arena as they are about to witness to powerhouses go at it.

[King]
Ahhh this is going to be good!

[Michael Cole]
Not as good as the scheduled match that was supposed to take place before this big brute ruined it all!

[Stephanie McMahon]
Khali, if you destroy him the contract is yours!

Attention turns back to the ring, Reigns and Khali square up to one another, both have brute strength but Reigns has the speed advantage and shows it by landing the first few strikes knocking Khali backwards but all of that is quickly stopped by one single chop from Khali, the Punjabi's heavy hands are enough to put a stop to anybody's momentum in an instant. The strike has dazed Reigns and if that wasn't enough Khali slams another one onto the top of his head. Reigns drops to a knee, he looks a little lost and confused.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Khali finish him!

Khali grabs Reigns' skull with his huge hands and starts squeezing his hands together, putting unbelievable pressure on Reigns' head, much to the delight of the General Manager.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Yes, Khali! Squeeze the life out of him!

A redundant statement as that is what Khali intended to do in the first place, he tries to drain every bit of life out of Roman Reigns but Reigns grabs hold of Khali's wrists and forces himself up to his feet.

[Stephanie McMahon]
Khali, I said finish him!

Khali is trying to act out Stephanie's commands but there is something putting a stop to that, that something being Roman Reigns. “YES!” chants begin spreading throughout the arena as Reigns shows his strength and with brute force creates some distance between Khali's hands and his skull. Seizing the chance Reigns' delivers a quick kick to the gut causing Khali to keel over and as he does throws a kick uppercut which connects flush to the jaw, sending Khali back against the ropes, he bounces back and SUPERMAN PUNCH! Khali stumbled straight into the devastating strike which sends him tumbling to the canvas like a tonne of rocks.

[Stephanie McMahon]
No... NO!!

No, Stephanie, those are “YES” chants you are hearing as Reigns paces back and forth hyping himself up, he looks at his victim on the canvas as he back into the corner. The fans chant along as Reigns does he signature yell before crouching back into the corner, eyes dead set on Khali, who slowly but surely gets up to his feet, he turns and SPEAR! Reigns just cut Khali into two regular sized people with the Spear!



The camera turns to Stephanie McMahon who is beside herself, needless to say Roman Reigns made good on his promise to make peoples lives a misery and judging by the look of her, Stephanie McMahon is pretty miserable right about now. Reigns darts outside the ring and grabs his Championship before sliding back into the squared circle. He approaches the ropes nearest the ramp, looks Stephanie dead in the eyes and raises his United States Championship high above his head. The Microphone picks up him saying “This is going nowhere” as he looks at the GM, who looks as though she is about to blow a fuse. Her grand idea, all gone, thanks to one man. He just showed that Stephanie should believe they were not idle threats, that she should believe that this will continue unless he gets what he wants but more importantly that she should believe in Roman Reigns!

Breakdown returns and the lights go dark for a few moments..

King
What the-



The tron lights up and we can hear the very distinct voice of Breakdown's General Manager, the Daughter of the XWL C.O.O.… Stephanie McMahon

Stephanie McMahon
There are many ways to make it in this business… You can rely on cheap catch phrases…



Stephanie McMahon
Or silly poses…



Stephanie McMahon
You can show off your athleticism…



Stephanie McMahon
Or take yourself to the extreme…



Stephanie McMahon
You can rely on your looks...



Stephanie McMahon
You can start chants…



Stephanie McMahon
You can show off your size…



Stephanie McMahon
Or your strength…



Stephanie McMahon
Or even your humor…



Stephanie McMahon
You can go as far as calling yourself a savior…



Stephanie McMahon
But no matter what you do to make it in this business, you will never beat this business, you will never be this business.



Stephanie McMahon
My family has been in this business for a very, very long time. We revolutionized it, we're the reason that you're all here today. I know what this business truly is, I know more than anyone that when it all comes down to it this business… Is a Game…



The crowd lets out a cheer as Triple H's theme hits!!

JR
Here he is!! The Game!! Triple H!! He's back!!! But what's he doing wearing that suit??? That's very unlike The Cerebral Assassin!!



King
Last week Shawn Michaels called Triple H out to the ring to work things out after what happened during the Breakdown's leading up to Supremacy's Main Event for The World Title, but The King of Kings refused to so much as step into the ring with The New Champ, let alone forgive and forget him for what he did!!

Cole
Well can you blame him? Shawn Michaels let Vince McMahon tear apart DX!! He cared more about the World Title than his best friend!!



JR
Well I wonder what is on Triple H's mind tonight!! I wonder what's next for The Game!!!

King
I don't know about you, but I wonder why Stephanie McMahon was the one to introduce Triple H like that..

JR
That's a good question..



Triple H requests a mic and stands in the middle of the ring, looking around at the cheering crowd who he won over last week by standing up to his former best friend.

Triple H
Thank you. You guys are great. Really. But unfortunately I'm not out here to just listen to you chant my name, I wish it was that simple. But it's not, unlike Ted DiBiase I'm out here tonight to talk. More importantly I'm out here to talk business, so if you'd all please sit down and listen, well I'd really appreciate that.. You see, last week I got everything that I had to say about Shawn Michaels off of my chest. That being said, I am not out here to talk about my former best friend… No, I'm not out here to talk about the past, I'm here to talk about the future. A future where I finally retake my throne as The King of Kings, a future where I prove to everybody exactly why I… Am… The Game. After years of waiting oh so patiently the time is finally here, the time where I, Triple H, finally stop ignoring the truth, ignoring the Game Changer, the card that I refused to play for all these years…. Ladies and gentleman… Are you Ready?…

The crowd lets out a mixed reaction towards hearing the catch phrase of their favorite, now former tag team, DX.

Triple H
Are you ready for me to stand out here in front of all of you, side by side, with…..



Triple H
My wife!! Stephanie McMahon!!!

The crowd lets out a gasp in unison, clearly not expecting for Triple H to announce his relations to the Breakdown General Manager on live TV after all these years of the two keeping their personal life at home and not bringing it to work.

King
Oh wow..

Cole
I thought that….

JR
Me too Cole, this should be interesting..

Triple H smiles and looks out towards the stage as the crowd lets out a mixed reaction towards the Breakdown GM.



JR
It's her! The Breakdown General Manager and.. Triple H's wife.. Stephanie McMahon!!



King
If Stephanie and Triple H are going public.. Like, here at work.. Well that means..

Cole
That means that things just got interesting King!!!



JR
They sure did Cole… They sure did.

Triple H parts the ropes so that Stephanie can enter the ring. They hug as Stephanie's theme comes to a close.

Triple H
That's right, The Breakdown General Manager, the most beautiful women in this business, Stephanie McMahon… is my wife!!

Triple H chuckles to himself as the crowd lets their thoughts be heard.

Triple H
I know that to most of you this doesn't come as a surprise. Myself and Stephanie have been married for a very long time now, before the XWL even came to existence. But Vince, my father in law, well, he wanted to do whatever it took to keep his daughter away from this business, because behind all the lights, behind all the fame… This place can bring out some of your most hidden demons, as you've all seen. But I've conquered my demons, I owned them for what they truly are… Fuel.. Fuel for the fire that is The Cerebral Assassin.



Triple H
At Supremacy, right before my World Heavyweight Title Match against Dean Ambrose and Shawn Michaels, someone knocked on my locker room door. And when I opened it guess who I saw? None other than Vince McMahon himself.. He walked into my locker room like only he can..

Triple H does the Vince walk for a moment

Triple H
And he showed me the two options that I had in front of me.. Become The World Heavyweight Champion of this business… Or become this business… I chose the latter. You see Vince McMahon realized that by becoming the COO of the XWL, and by appointing my wife as the General Manager, he may have done what's best for business, but in doing so he made it impossible to do what's best for his family, he made it impossible to keep Stephanie away from the demons.

Triple H smiles for a moment

Triple H
So what better way to protect his daughter from the demons than by giving her a demon of her own right by her side, a demon who happens to be her husband? Me. Well that's exactly what Vince had in mind. But there was one thing in his way, and that thing happened to go by the name of Shawn Michaels. So Vince had to get Shawn out of the picture somehow, because lord knows that there are demons inside of The Heartbreak Kid brought on by this business that no man can control! He wasn't about to let that degenerate around his daughter, so he had to dispose of him, he had to end DX, and he had to do it without me knowing about it. You see, Shawn has been my best friend for a very, very, long time, and if there was even a hint that I was working against him, he'd know. So Vince had to do this one solo. At first he tried using The Wyatt Family to end us, but he soon found out that money can't buy, well, whatever it is that Bray Wyatt claims to be.. So he tried Plan B… Turning DX against each other, and at first that didn't work.. But then.. Well, Shawn Michaels true colors were shown..

Triple H points to the tron…






Triple H
As soon as Shawn Michaels betrayed me Vince knew that it was time to let me in on his plan…

Triple H hands the mic to Stephanie

Stephanie McMahon
Our plan. For so long myself and Hunter were forced to keep our marriage, I wouldn't say under wraps, but we definitely weren't allowed to flaunt it, especially not here. My husband was worried that people would claim that his accomplishments here in the XWL were only because he was married to a McMahon. So he dominated this company on his own, without me or my father's help. He became the XWL World Champion, The United States Champion, The XWL 15 Champion.. But now. Well things have changed. You see my husband has done everything, and anything that there is to do in this industry. So unlike Shawn Michaels, he didn't need another World Title just to feed his ego. And when given the option between winning his match at Supremacy and in doing so allowing his demons, ego, and greed to get the better of him, much like Shawn did, ooorrrr finally standing by my side out here in front of all of you… Well, he obviously chose me!!

Stephanie hugs Triple H as the crowd boos. Triple H proudly takes the mic back.

Triple H
That's right!! Let Shawn keep the title. I don't need it. I don't need him. From now on I'm only concerned about what's best for my wife.. And what's best for her business!!… And as much as I hate to admit it, at this very point in time, Shawn Michaels is what's best for business. After much convincing from Vince, he showed me that by splitting up DX he brought out the Shawn that only cared about himself, the Shawn that would do whatever it takes, take out whoever stands in his way, just to hold onto that gold. People like that, well, they sell tickets, and that's good for business. Now, thanks to Vince, when I look at Shawn I don't see the man who choose The World Title over our friendship, nor do I see the man who stood by my side my whole career. No… All I see when I look at Shawn Michaels now… Is a way to make money for my wife, and her company. Nothing more, nothing less.

The crowd boos as he hands the mic back to his wife.

Stephanie McMahon
You see, my husband sees Shawn for what he really is. Do you? The Shawn Michaels sitting in the locker room today isn't the man who Hunter would do DX chops or advertise merchandise with, no, that man is gone, and in his place is the same man who said "yes sir" to my father at Montreal all those years ago..



Triple H
That World Title can change a man for the worst in a blink of an eye. Vince was not about to let that happen to me, his son in law. No. He had bigger, better, more important plans. At Supremacy he told me that he'd allow myself and Stephanie to make our marriage public to the XWL Universe, something that I've been begging him to allow us to do for years. Finally, he said yes, finally he agreed.. That is, if I did something for him.. If I did something that was best for business..  

Triple H gladly hands the mic back to Stephanie who pauses for a moment with a smirk, allowing the crowd to let their boos be heard.

Stephanie McMahon
And that's exactly what my selfless husband did!! He threw the World Title Match!! And instead of doing whatever it took to win that title, he did whatever it took to make sure that Dean Ambrose didn't!! Because Dean Ambrose is not what's best for business!! My father did what had to be done for the good of this company… After Dean defeated a man who gave my father hell in the Attitude Era, a man who my father thought would be able to get the job done and dethrone that scrawny, pathetic, indie wrestler who doesn't deserve to be in this company let alone the World Champion of it.. Well, we knew that it was time for plan B! Because there is always a Plan B!! And that plan B was my husband, Triple H!! And that Plan B, well it worked!! Dean Ambrose is no longer the World Heavyweight Champion!!! You're all welcome!!

The crowd begins to let out a huge "You Sold Out" chant to which Triple H smirks at and shakes his head

Triple H
I didn't sell out.. I simply did what's best for business. And yes, it might have meant not becoming the World Champion, but like I said before, that was a feat that I had already accomplished. I might not stand here in front of you all as the World Heavyweight Champion of the XWL… No, instead I stand here as the husband of Stephanie McMahon, and the son in law of Vince McMahon. I am now The Fist behind the ultimatum, because now Vince and Stephanie can add a new stipulation behind their threats, like the ones that they gave Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns last week when those two dared to demand something of my wife without realizing that they are more expendable then they thought. Well Dean, Roman.. Things have changed.. Now, you can either get your ass kicked..



Stephanie McMahon
Or get your ass fired!!!



Triple H
Not just the latter anymore… You see, as my wife so elegantly explained to you just moments ago in that magnificent video package. People like Chris Jericho, Daniel Bryan, or even Antonio Cesaro. They might have made it, but they won't last. I will always be here. I am The Game. Unlike CM Punk I don't have to say that I'm the Best in the World every time that I go out to that ring because I know that I am, Stephanie knows that I am, and Vince knows that I am. And there's no one else that needs convincing. I AM THE KI-



The crowd goes wild as Dean Ambrose's theme hits!! But as suddenly as it started, it comes to a halt. Stephanie and Triple H begin to laugh.

Stephanie McMahon
You were right Hunter!! Their faces when they thought that Dean was coming out!!! Priceless!!

Triple H
I know!! My favorite part was them realizing that he isn't!!

Triple H begins to mock the fans.

Triple H
"Where's Dean? His theme just hit but he didn't come out?? Duurrrhhh, I don't get it!?"

The crowd lets out a ear deafening boo as they realized that Dean's theme was just a trick.

Triple H
For those of you who are still scratching your head trying to figure out where Dean is I'll let you in on a little secret… He's not coming out here. You see one of the perks that my wife has, being the General Manager of Breakdown and all, is being in charge of the sound-team. Meaning that if she wants a theme to be played, well then they'll play it.. Watch..

Stephanie looks towards the back..

Stephanie McMahon
Bruce, play Doink's theme!!



Stephanie McMahon
Alright enough.

The theme comes to an abrupt stop

Triple H
You see? So your pint sized hero, Dean Ambrose, he's not coming. He's in the back right now, just like everyone else who has a problem with my wife and I, because they know that if they were to come out to the ring right now, they'd get their as-



The crowd lets out a huge pop as Roman Reigns theme goes off!! But once again, after a few moments, the theme comes to an abrupt close. Triple H and Stephanie are laughing even harder now!

Triple H
Really???!? You're really that gullible? I mean fool you once, shame on you, fool you twice, well, you're all a bunch of morons!!! Did you really think that Roman Reigns would risk not only his health, but his career by coming out here and opposing us?? Did you really think he was that stupid? Do you think that anyone is stupid enough to come out to this ring an-



Triple H and Stephanie look at one another with a half worried, half confused expression.

Stephanie McMahon
Bruce!! Cut the music!!!

The theme continues, yet Shawn Michaels is still no where to be seen.

Stephanie McMahon
BRUCE!! I said cut the music!! What are you doing??! We didn't plan this!! Bruce!!!! CUT THE MUSIC!!

The music continues.

Triple H
Shawn if that's you I swea-

Hunter's mic is shut off.

Stephanie McMahon
Bruce what the hell is going on?

King
It looks like the sound team went rouge!!

The camera cuts to the inside of the production truck to see what was going on, the production team is scrambling on the inside trying to fix what they believe to be a technical difficulty. The camera returns to the ring showing Stephanie messing with her mic and trying to talk, but it's now malfunctioning as well. A loud screech is heard and the camera quickly points up to the titantron.



A mysterious laugh is heard throughout the arena as the crowd begins to chat "Game Over!" Stephanie is angry and Triple H isn't amused either, throwing his jacket on the canvas. Stephanie tries to yell into the mic, forgetting it was shut off, shouting "What the hell is this!?" A voice begins to talk, but "Game Over" is still shown across the titantron. No third person has been shown.

Voice
"This" is the future. This is an inevitability now that this company has to deal with me. The company has never had such a problem. You're not experiencing technical difficulty, this company has a virus!

The crowd knowing who this person and what he has done, has mixed reactions and Triple H looks up to the titantron intrigued, not wasting his breath knowing his mic is not going to work. Suddenly, the man everyone knew it was, appears on the screen.



Jeff Hardy
You already know my mission, but I don't think you all took me seriously. I told you that I wouldn't stop until I got what I deserved! And this is the perfect moment to get that. I made a threat and I still haven't gotten what I deserved... Do you two think I am a joke!? Cause a joke is one thing I am not! I am not someone you should take lightly.. You've seen what I can do and that's not even half of the tricks I've got up my sleeve.

Jeff Hardy presses a button and turns on their mic giving them a chance to respond.

Triple H
-attention seeking..

Triple H looks at his mic in surprise, realizing that it's back on. He taps it with his palm twice to double check before raising it. He then turns his attention from Stephanie, whom he was just speaking to, back to Jeff.

Triple H
That is all really cute Jeff, but what I want to know is this…. Where are the ladders? Huh? Where's the Extreme Enigma? Why aren't you jumping off of a high place or getting put through a table? Because that's the only way that these people will ever like you, that's the only reason that you're here today. If it wasn't for the Extreme Enigma than you'd still be backyard wrestling right now… Or in rehab. Is that where you learned all these fancy tricks? What's the first step, admitting that you have a problem, right? Well Jeff, I think that you need to do some admitting right here tonight. You need to admit that unless you're jumping off of a ladder, no one wants to see you on their TV's. The Digital Antichrist? Face it Jeff, no matter how many lights you turn off, regardless of how much pyrotechnics you waste..



Stephanie McMahon
All of which are coming off of your paycheck may I add.

Triple H
.. "The Digital Antichrist" will never be good enough to deserve the opportunities that you demand. People who look like you in this business should either be jumping and flipping or stepping aside so that the real talent can take the spotlight.

Jeff Hardy
Yes, I'll admit that the only reason these people liked me was because I put my body in extreme danger, risking my career every single time... The reason I did that is the same reason I'm doing this, to get gold around my waist any way possible. Taking things to the extreme got me to where I was, it got me world title matches and victories in the past. But seeing as I'm not as durable as I used to be, and my body isn't as strong as it used to be, I have to adapt... Do things differently.. But that isn't a problem... Neither is you taking money out of my paycheck... If you think that'll hinder me? If you think that's going to stop me? You're sadly mistaken Hunter. I-



Stephanie McMahon
No you're right Jeff, taking money out of your paycheck won't hurt you. Just like your little hacking tricks won't hurt us. So seeing as I'm the General Manager around here, and it's my duty to make sure that problems such as you, I mean, such as the one that you and Hunter are having, get dealt with in this ring, I'm going to graciously give you the opportunity to prove Triple H wrong by showing him exactly why you should be handed the shots that you claim to deserve.. When you face him.. Tonight!!

King
You hear that JR!! Jeff Hardy and Triple H will be facing off tonight!! I can't wait!!!

The crowd lets out a huge pop at the announcement. Jeff has a smug look on his face as he presses a button off screen. The lights of the arena shut off and when they come back on Jeff Hardy is standing at the bottom of the ramp with a mic and a tablet in hand. His smug look hasn't disappeared. He looks at the tablet and taps it's screen and his pyro goes off behind him. He presses another button and the lights dim as a spotlight glows over him. He tucks the tablet into his pants and lifts the mic to his face

Jeff Hardy
Isn't it amazing.... The power of technology can do so much.... You see, this is all I ever wanted... The spotlight.... A match against someone who will challenge me.. You think you're punishing me, but in reality I'm getting everything I want. You're so naive for someone who's been in here in this business as long as you've been.

Triple H
Naive?

Triple H laughs to himself.

Triple H
You're the one wearing make up and pretending that a tablet will somehow get you opportunities and you're calling us naive? Jeff, do you have a mirror app on there? Because if you do then go ahead and open it up, take a good look at that screen.. The person looking back at you, he's the naive one. That tablet might be able to help you out in situations like this, but can any of those buttons on there win you matches? More importantly can you even press them while you're in the middle of a match?.. No. Your little antics will only get you so far, because when you step in this ring, just like you are going to do later tonight with me, your mediocracy will be exposed and there will be nothing that your tablet will be able to do about it.



Jeff Hardy
Hunter.... Steph... When will you realize you just don't intimidate me. You can put me in as many matches as you want, against as many people as you want... You can beat me all you want, but at the end of the day.... I will win.... And it will be as simple as a press of a button..


He pulls out the tablet and presses a button, shutting of the lights and when they come back on he's at the top of the ramp. He waves his hand goodbye, smiling and turns around to leave, but before he can get to the curtain Stephanie makes an announcement regarding tonight's match..

Stephanie McMahon
You'll win huh? No matter how many opponents I put you against? That's a awful lot of confidence Jeff, care to back it up?



Stephanie doesn't wait for Jeff to reply

Stephanie McMahon
Well then how about this.. A certain superstar approached me earlier tonight and told me that he is willing to do whatever it takes to get his hands on a championship. Whatever it takes Jeff, just like Shawn Michaels did, and much like you say you will.. So tonight we're going to see to what ends this certain superstar will go to secure a win, because being the reason that your team lost when you're tagging with Hunter is a fate that anyone should do everything to avoid.

King
Did she say team?

Stephanie McMahon
Jeff Hardy versus Triple H… And The Miz!!! Get your DVR's ready folks because that is a handicap match that you're not going to want to miss!!

Triple H
You see that Jeff. My wife isn't unfair at all. She's giving you exactly what you deserve!!



King
Jeff Hardy is going to have his hands full tonight folks!! Not only will he be facing Triple H, but now he will also be going up against The Miz in a handicap match!!??

King
That's exactly what Jeff wanted!! A chance to prove himself!! Now he has just that!!!!

Jeff Hardy and Triple H stare each other down before we go to a commercial break." />

We cut away to the interview area backstage. We see Renee Young. She begins to speak.



[Renee Young]
"Ladies and gentlemen, please help me in welcoming back my guest at this time, Summer Rae."

Summer walks onto the interview set. She doesn't seem at all interested to be there.



[Renee Young]
"First of all Summer, welcome back to XWL. Before we get to why you're back, there is one thing the world is dying to know. What happened between you and XWL superstar, you're former boyfriend, Fandango?"



[Summer Rae]
"How dare you, Renee? This is only my first night back and you're already trying to get into my business? Are you and these so called "fans" really that interested in mine and Fandango's personal life? To set the record straight, I was the one who broke up with Fandango."

[Renee Young]
"That's not what Fandango sa..."

Summer interrupts.



[Summer Rae]
"Fandango says a lot of things, Renee. A lot of things that are very untrue. Thus, why I broke up with him. Besides Renee, I'm better off without him. I'm living life while he dances his miserable life away with some forty year old hag."

[Renee Young]
"Speaking of you living your life, what have you been up to during your time away from XWL?"



[Summer Rae]
"There you go again, trying to dig into my personal life. Renee, if you must know, I've been in Hollywood. Unlike you or the other Divas, I have been making a name for myself in the entertainment industry. I've been modeling, dancing, and best of all... acting. In my time off, I've shot a couple movies that are sure to win multiple awards thanks to yours truly. I mean... look at me. I'm beautiful, I'm smart, and I'm beautiful."

[Renee Young]
"You said beautiful twice."

[Summer Rae]
"Shut up, Renee. You should be like one of my movie extras and not speak unless you're spoken to."

[Renee Young]
"...but you were speaking to me."

[Summer Rae]
"Shut up, Renee! As I was saying, I wouldn't be surprised if I win the award for best actress."

[Renee Young]
"With you having a successful career in Hollywood, what made you want to come back to XWL?"



[Summer Rae]
"Oh, Renee... sometimes I wonder why they hired you of all people to be the interviewer around here. Renee, I am here for the same reason ever other Diva is here. I want to win the title. Unlike ever other Diva, my dreams will actually become a reality. I can see it now... the name plate will read: Summer Rae. Can't you see it Renee?"

[Renee Young]
"I... I guess so?"

Summer suspects that Renee doesn't "see it".

[Summer Rae]
"No Renee... you're not getting the full picture. Close your eyes Renee."

[Renee Young]
"..but.."

[Summer Rae]
"Close... your eyes... Renee!"

[Renee Young]
"O.. Ok."

Renee closes her eyes, not sure of what's about to happen.

[Summer Rae]
"Do you see it now Renee? Do you see my name on that title now?"

Trying to get out of an awkward situation, Renee tells Summer what she wants to hear.

[Renee Young]
"Um... yep, sure do."



[Summer Rae]
"I knew you would. I can see the Diva's Championship sitting in my house, next to my other trophies and awards. What a beautiful sight that will be. What really makes me happy is the fact that that vision will become a reality sooner... rather than later. Do you want to know why, Renee?"

[Renee Young]
"Why?"



[Summer Rae]
"It's really simple. It's because there's not a single Diva in or out of this company that can stop me from taking what I want. I mean... I wouldn't blame them if they didn't even try. Renee, I have a saying... for myself of course. As long as I'm here, it's Summer time... all the time."

Summer walks off the interview set.

[Renee Young]
"Thank you for your time, Summer."


We transition to our next segment.

Breakdown returns to the sound of the bell ringing, signifying the first entrance of the next match.

and
vs.


Lillian Garcia
Ladies and gentlemen, this handicap match is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Cameron, North Carolina, weighing in at 215 lbs. He is the self-proclaimed "Digital Antichrist".. Jeff Hardy!

The crowd is loud and cheering while waiting for Jeff's music to hit, waiting for a sight of him... But nothing.

King
Where is he at? Where's his music?

Cole
He's probably gotten thrown in rehab again King! Its what he does best!

J.R.
Now you need to shut your mouth Michael! Jeff may have had some problems in the past, but they're in the past! He's recovered now. He's prob-

The lights of the arena go out and a single spotlight hits the center of the stage. The crowd and the commentators are silent..





The crowd goes wild when Jeff Hardy's music hits!

Cole
What a show off! Its disgusting! He won't be showing off while he's getting his ass handed to him by Triple H and Miz!

King
Oh hush Cole! You've hated him ever since he shut your loud mouth up earlier this night.

Jeff Hardy comes walking out into the spotlight slowly, not like he used to. He's not nearly as charismatic. He has his tablet in hand and he presses the screen, the arena is lit up by pyrotechnics and he goes walking down the ramp, not making eye contact with the fans. He just walks past them fairly emotionless. Seeming not to be his self.

King
Is it just me or is Jeff Hardy just not himself since he returned?

Jeff walks up the step and steps through the middle rope slowly. He walks the the bottom turnbuckle closest to the announce table and sits down, placing the tablet behind him. He has his knees to his chest and places his hands in a praying position, resting his head against his hands.



Lillian Garcia
And his opponents… First, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio and weighing in at two hundred and twenty one pounds!! The Miz!!



Cole
Here he is!! The Most Must See Superstar in the XWL!!!



King
Well if he's the Most Voted come Digital Decision then he's going to be going one on one with the former United States Contender, Eric Young!!!



JR
That's right King!! Zack Ryder, Sami Callihan, and The Miz!! Three great choices, but the question is, who will the XWL Universe choose?



Cole
Well after tonight these people will realize that the only logical choice is The Ruthless One!!!



Cole
Triple H looks ready tonight!!

King
Well of course he's ready. Thanks to his wife he has The Miz as a tag team partner, and Jeff.. Well Jeff is out there all alone!!



Lillian Garcia
And his tag team partner!!! Hailing from Greenwich, Connecticut and weighing in at two hundred and fifty five pounds!! Triple H!!!!

Cole
Well maybe Jeff Hardy, and the rest of the locker room for that matter, will think twice before trying to confront our General Manager!!! Either way King, I don't see why you're complaining. Jeff Hardy asked for a challenge, he asked for an opportunity to prove himself, and now he has it!!



Triple H slides into the ring as the lights return to normal. He goes right after Jeff Hardy, taking him down with a running knee!! The ref shakes his head as he signals for the bell to ring and the match to start!!!
































JR
BAH GAWD, JEFF HARDY DID IT!! He beat The Miz and Triple H fair and square!! How will Stephanie justify not giving Jeff what he deserves now!! He just pinned The Game for the three count in the middle of that ring!! I can't believe what I just saw!!!

Hardy quickly exits the ring and has his hand raised by the ref on the ramp. The ref hands Jeff his tablet as The Digital Antichrist makes a quick exit, but not before shooting off some pyro on the stage, partially to celebrate his victory but mostly just to piss Triple H off!!

JR
What a match!! Stephanie thought that she had Jeff Hardy backed in a corner, but The Digital Antichrist proved otherwise!!!

The Miz goes to help The Game up but Triple H angrily pushes his tag team partner for the night off of him and gets to his feet. The Miz angrily says something to The Game which the camera can't pick up to which Triple H clearly retorts; " BECAUSE IT WAS YOUR FAULT WE LOST!!"

JR
What is he talking about? Triple H got pinned!! Is he really going to blame this on The Miz??

Triple H shakes his head as he rolls out of the ring, leaving The Miz confused and angry as we go to a commercial break.

Following a brief recap of the matches that have been announced thus far in the evening, cameras head towards the backstage area, where the former World Heavyweight Champion, Dean Ambrose, is shown sitting on the floor with his head leaning back against the wall, potentially lost in thought as he prepares to take on a former rival in Daniel Bryan later on in the evening. Ambrose's moment of solace is quickly cut short by the sound of swiftly approaching footsteps, the clatter of high heels meeting the pavement echoing throughout the empty corridor, shattering the silence that was once there. Ambrose  pulls his head away from the wall and looks towards the person in question, mumbling something to himself as the culprit has been revealed, to him at least, and begins to speak.



{Dean Ambrose}
That was real clever what you did out there, making these people believe that I would waste my time with that washed up husband of yours. I already beat him, I already showed him that I was superior to him in every way, I have nothing left to prove to him. If he can't even beat Jeff Hardy of all people, in a handicap match no less, what chance does he have against Dean Ambrose? I do what you to deliver a message to him, however, I want you to tell that delusional bastard that calls himself the King of Kings to be careful what he wishes for, because he might just get it. So that brings up the question: What do you want?

The camera slowly pans to the right, revealing that the person in question is none other than the General Manager of Breakdown, Stephanie McMahon. Taking exception to Ambrose's seemingly harmless question, Stephanie begins to speak, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

{Stephanie McMahon}
Do I look stupid to you, Dean?

{Dean Ambrose}
Is that a trick question?

{Stephanie McMahon}
No, it's not.

{Dean Ambrose}
Am I getting my rematch for the World Heavyweight Championship at Digital Decision?

{Stephanie McMahon}
You and I both know that's not best for business, Dean, so no, you're not getting your rematch at Digital Decision.

{Dean Ambrose}
Then yes, you are stupid.

{Stephanie McMahon}
Now is that any way to talk to your boss? You know, the person that has the future of your career in her hands?

{Dean Ambrose}
You're the one who asked.

Not amused by Ambrose's antics, Stephanie remains looking at him, a cold stare appearing on her face.



{Dean Ambrose}
If you're going to fire me, just do it. It'll make everything that much easier, after all, that's what's “best for business,” right? Maybe you see me for the threat I truly am, maybe you don't. It doesn't matter if you fire me or not because I'm still showing up at Digital Decision, I'm still showing up in (town here), I'm still showing up in the Main Event and I'm taking out John Cena, then I'm taking out Shawn Michaels and I'm going to take back MY World Heavyweight Championship.

{Stephanie McMahon}
Don't worry, Dean, I'm not here to fire you... yet. There's actually a reason behind this personal visit. It has been brought to my attention that a certain United States Champion attacked the security guards earlier in the evening, and as powerful as Roman Reigns is, I highly doubt that he could do that alone. And judging by Roman's past, I know the both of you were-

Before Stephanie can finish her “accusation,” Ambrose quickly cuts her off.



{Dean Ambrose}
Did you really just accuse me of helping out Roman Reigns to take out some unknown security guards? I know Reigns and I have history, you know, being one of, if not, the most dominant faction in this company's history, but it seems that you're reaching. If I wanted to take out some poor excuse for security guards, I wouldn't do it without reason, and even then, I wouldn't waste my time with them. Not when I could go right for the boss, if given the opportunity to do so.

{Stephanie McMahon}
Is that a threat?

{Dean Ambrose}
It's certainly more threatening than your false accusation.

{Stephanie McMahon}
My family doesn't take threats lightly, Dean, and if this continues, I may have to take precautionary action.

{Dean Ambrose}
Who's the one making threats now?

{Stephanie McMahon}
It's not a threat, more of a reminder of who's in charge here.

{Dean Ambrose}
While I would love to stay here and continue this idle chatter, I should really be getting ready to give everybody a visual aid of what happens when you mess with Dean Ambrose.



Ambrose begins to rise up from his seated position, using the wall behind him to aid him. Once on his feet, he looks right into Stephanie's eyes, seemingly ready to show her that he's not to be messed with, causing the Breakdown General Manager to take a step back. But instead of using her to send a message, a sick smirk comes across his face.

{Dean Ambrose}
Did you think I meant you? No, you're not on my list, not yet anyways. An old thorn at my side named Daniel Bryan, that's who's on my list tonight, then it's a certain “champion” and his so called “contender.” Patience may not be one of my virtues, but I will wait as long as I have to, as long as I need to, if it means that I get my championship back. Believe that.

Not wasting another moment of his time, Ambrose walks past Stephanie and out of the cameras view, leaving Stephanie and her accusations standing alone in an empty corridor. That's the last image shown before Breakdown heads to a commercial break.

A familiar theme song begins to play and the audience begins to cheer for their favorite foreign superstar.



As the theme song picks up, Nakamura eccentrically makes his way onto the stage.

[Michael Cole]
"Well here comes Shinsuke Nakamura. He looks to be happy after picking up a big win last week."

[Jerry Lawler]
"Not just that, he fought off his enemy Tomko during that match."

[Jim Ross]
"It looks like he's coming out her to speak. His translator is in the ring."



[Justin Roberts]
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome... Shinsuke Nakamura!"

Nakamura makes his way toward the ring.

[Jerry Lawler]
"I wonder what he's going to say."

[Michael Cole]
"He's probably here to brag about his win..."

With a microphone in hand, Nakamura begins to speak.



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"ご列席の皆様、最後の週は素晴らしい週をしたと思います。 いないだけ私の相手に勝つしなかったが、私はスキンのいるのは、廃棄物、Tomko、彼に来ていたものが与えた。 私は彼をクリアこのリングのシグネチャームーブをノックアウトしています...はBOMA YE! この後、彼は彼の足の間で彼のテールに押し込められた、彼は、常にされていることは、少し面白くなるように走った!"

The translator translates Nakamura's words.

[Translator]
"Ladies and gentlemen, last week was a great week for me. Not only did I beat my opponent, but I gave that waste of skin, Tomko, what was coming to him. I knocked him clear out of this ring with my signature move... the Boma Ye! After that, he tucked his tail between his legs and ran away like the little bitch that he is and always has been!"

The audience cheers loudly for Nakamura. Nakamura smiles and continues speaking.



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"今はTomkoと私の間の戦争であることは感じているが、何を知っているか? 完全に私とは正常である。 この戦争が続くが、より長く私が彼のお尻にキックオフ!"

The translator translates Nakamura's words once more.

[Translator]
"Now I have a feeling that the war between Tomko and myself is far from over, but you know what? That is completely fine with me. The longer this war continues, the longer I get to kick his ass!"

The audience begins to chant "Nakamura!". As the chant dies down, Nakamura continues.

[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"これらの事と述べた後、私はそれはわずか数秒のことTomkoここに出てくると彼は何して前にいることを約束します。 面白くなるとそれについて不平を言い、最終的にはそれについての何もしないし、すぐにしては待って、あなたの探していないときに攻撃、問題を解決する方法を知っている唯一の方法のために。 安い-ことを(確かめなさい誰かがでます。 のように私は数週間前には、は卑怯であると述べた。 彼は名誉を示しています。"

[Translator]
"After saying these things, I promise you that it is only a matter of seconds before Tomko comes out here and does what he does best. Bitch and complain about it and eventually do nothing about it and go away, only to wait and attack you when your not looking, because that's the only way he knows how to solve a problem. By cheap-shotting someone. Like I said many weeks ago, the man is a coward. He shows no honor. The only reason I didn't beat him at Supremacy is because he decided to take advantage of my injury that night. Sure that night ended with him putting me through a table, but hell, he didn't even win either. He decided he wanted to try and take me out rather than beat me. I guess that's exactly the behavior you can respect from a punk."

Knowing very little of the language, Nakamura begins to speak English.



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"Tomko... I know you in the back. Get your ass out here!"

The audience cheers, awaiting the arrival of the man Shinsuke Nakamura has just called out. They go silent as time passes by with no response from Tomko. Shinsuke Nakamura places his hands on his waist and begins to talk to his translator, until finally the Problem Solver walks out to the stage with a mic in hand. He stops at the slope of the ramp and raises the mic to his mouth.

[Tyson Tomko]
You wanna call me a coward? You wanna call me a bitch? You wanna run your mouth when you have yet to walk away with a victory? Go ahead, I have done nothing but destroy you. I have nothing more to prove. I may have gotten a knee last week, but you know where else I got a knee? At Supremacy... And we all know what happened there, you got decimated. I put you through a table just my pal Teddy put Sheamus through a table.

He lowers the mic, smiles and winks at the camera closed into his face.

[Jim Ross]
Yeah... Teddy put him through the table...

[Michael Cole]
I dunno what you're talking about, Ted did put Sheamus through the table! Just look at the record books!



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"Tomkoを右取り去ろうとします。 私はそれを是認することができます。 私を破棄しなかった、しかし、開始しましたか? それは私の後ろからの攻撃を開始した。 なぜでしょうか? 私の簡単な説明があります。 それは、私の恐れているためのもの。 ではでは、私に面と戦った場合は、私たちは、同じ結果が私達は日本では何年も前からの番号前していなかったが必要とされている恐れがある。 私あなたのろば蹴るとあなたの歯をマットにすることにします。"

[Translator]
"You're right Tomko. I can admit it. You did destroy me, but how did that start? It started with you attacking me from behind. Why? I have a simple explanation for that. It's because you are afraid of me. You are afraid that if you fought me face to face, we would have the same outcome as we did in Japan a number of years ago. With me kicking your ass and you picking your teeth up off the mat."



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"それに直面し、Tomkoします。 私はより良い競合他社より選んだら。 は、人々がそれを知っているとすべてのほとんどがそれを知っている。 私を攻撃した唯一の理由は......私の怪我の覇権にした理由はこれだけ......、私の嫉妬するためです。 では、私は日本にいたすべての成功に嫉妬すると私をここに私はあなたのお尻をキックした後にと思っている、成功に嫉妬する。"

[Translator]
"Face it, Tomko. I'm a better competitor than you are. The people know it and most of all you know it. The only reason you've been attacking me... the only reason you took advantage of my injury at Supremacy... is because you are jealous of me. You are jealous of all the success I had in Japan and you are jealous of the success I'm going to have here after I kick your ass again."



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"そう、今の私は、大きな、禿げた音が聞こえ、未来の息子。 私は一つより多くの時間を指定します。 私は次はXWL-ペイパービューにします! 私はデジタルな意思決定をしたい! コースをしています...がおびえているしない限りか。"

[Translator]
"Yeah, you heard me right you big, bald, son of a bitch. I want you one more time. I want you at the next XWL Pay-Per-View! I want you at Digital Decision! Unless of course... you're scared?"

The audience cheers for Nakamura's purposed match at Digital Decision. Tomko slowly makes his way down the ramp and hops onto the apron.

[Tyson Tomko]
Jealous of you? You're real funny Nakamura. I have more fame than you, I have more fans in America than you have on Earth! Haha, but if me being jealous helps you sleep at night then we'll go with that.

The fans begin to chant "We don't like you!" *clap clap... Clap clap clap* "We don't like you!" Tomko just smiles and steps over the rope, entering the ring.

[Tyson Tomko]
See, they don't even like you Nakamura! They want you out of this country, they want you back in Japan... Where you belong!

Nakamura laughs and responds to Tomko's words.

[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"私を行ったか! 申し分なくしています... この方法についてます。 では、この一致を受け入れると、何とか打ちする場合...あなたの希望するを取得します。 私が行ったように'll。 XWLアウトのします。 アメリカから日本に戻ります。 ことは、この一致を受け入れる場合のます。"

[Translator]
"You want me gone?! Alright... How about this. If you accept this match and you somehow beat me... you'll get your wish. I'll be gone. Out of XWL. Out of America and back to Japan. That's ONLY if you accept this match."

[Tyson Tomko]
Digital Decision is right around the corner... I have nothing planned for that night besides the after party The Whole Shebang is hosting afterwards... So what the hell.... Fine you've got your match. But... The concept is that all of these fans vote on what match we're in, we just supply them with the options.... So.... Why don't we have a No DQ match? To be more specific, we'll have a match your people are most known for.... How about a Deathmatch!? It'll be fun to send you through another table... Legally this time.

He smiles as the fans give a big pop to the idea of having a televised deathmatch between these two bitter rivals.



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"Tomko、決して僕を驚かせに失敗して、私はリングには、かなり柔和な面にあるため、という意味ではない。 私をTomkoは、私が言うことであっても、常に私の言葉を、非常に低い、私に対して使用して、してみて、自分で一見をよくさせるためにするための方法を見つけるためです。 私の正直な意見では、何もない醜いマグのヘルプに行っている。 すべてのTomkoジョーク脇に置いておき、私はこの一致を受け入れる選んだらよかった。 そこに一つのことですが、しかし、私はうれしく思っていません。"

[Translator]
"Tomko, you never fail to amaze me and I don't mean in the ring either, because you are pretty bland in that aspect. You amaze me Tomko, because no matter what I say, you always find a way to turn my words around and, very poorly, use them against me, just to try and make yourself look good. Which in my honest opinion, nothing is going to help the looks of that ugly mug. With all jokes aside Tomko, I'm glad you accept this match. There is one thing, however, that I'm not glad about. That is your first purposed option. You see, my country is not known for Deathmatch wrestling. Japan is known for it's hard hitting style. It's something known as Strong Style. A style in which I happen to be the king of."



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"私は、コアなスタイルにしてみますと、を使用することで'デジタル決定で戦っていることを意味する場合が、ファンのために投票するオプションが表示されます。 私が、しかし、私の自身のねじれと一致するようにします。 デスマッチのようなシシー"のようにすることはありませんこのことをアメリカ人と一致しています。 このクライマックスlighttubes、ガラス、鉄条網、かみそりワイヤ、火災が含まれ、目を参照して、しています...地獄ができ、武器、多分爆発! このデスマッチは、日本デスマッチになります!"

[Translator]
"Although I look down on the hardcore style, if it means fighting you at Digital Decision, that will be an option for the fans to vote for. I would, however, like to put my own twist on that match. This Deathmatch won't be like the like sissy matches you Americans put on. This Deathmatch will include lighttubes, glass, barbed wire, razor wire, fire, weapons as far as the eye can see,... hell, maybe even explosions! This Deathmatch will be a Japanese Deathmatch!"



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"あなたのその愚かな口を開いてみてください私と一致するねじれについての不満する前に、多分これらの一致オプションのピーナッツ右脳型戦艦のあなたの空腹を満たします。 テーブルには、奇妙な魅力があること、一部には、どっちがコールにしています...、とシンプルな事実に私はクラッシュを送信する必要はないのだろう...、テーブルの一致! サードオプションであるか疑問に思うことがあります。"

[Translator]
"Before you open that stupid mouth of yours and try and complain about me twisting that match, maybe these next match options will satisfy your hunger of being a peanut brained jackass. Seeing you have a weird fascination with tables, some would even go as far to call it a fetish..., and for the simple fact I wouldn't mind sending you crashing through one... a Tables Match! You may be wondering what the third option is. Seeing you and I can't seem to keep the action in the ring, you more than myself of course, why not we give these fans a treat? My fans, not your fans, because your fans are nonexistent... why don't we give these people and Falls Count Anywhere match?!"

[Tyson Tomko]
You think you're real clever don't you? But fine I accept your challenge, cause I'm not afraid of you. I've proven I can beat you fairly in the center of this ring. And I've proven that I can destroy you outside of it. I have nothing to be afraid of... You on the other hand...

Tomko chuckles to himself and drops the mic.



[Shinsuke Nakamura]
"あなたのその愚かな口を開いてみてください私と一致するねじれについての不満する前に、多分これらの一致オプションのピーナッツ右脳型戦艦のあなたの空腹を満たします。 テーブルには、奇妙な魅力があること、一部には、どっちがコールにしています...、とシンプルな事実に私はクラッシュを送信する必要はないのだろう...、テーブルの一致! サードオプションであるか疑問に思うことがあります。"

[Translator]
"You talk a big game, but can you back it up? I don't think you can, Tomko. In fact, I know you can't. The fact is, you didn't beat me at Supremacy. Sure, you did beat me in the center of the ring on my debut night here in XWL, but you look past the fact that I beat you before XWL. In Japan. So as far as which is better than the other... We are tied one to one. This match at Digital Decision is the tie-breaker. Tomko... you're looking at a whole new Shinsuke Nakamura. I don't think you have what it takes to beat the new me."

With a cocky smile on his face, Nakamura turns toward the crowd, turning his back to Tomko. Nakamura leans against the ropes, still looking out into the cheering crowd. Suddenly, something happens behind Nakamura. The crowd begins to boo as Nakamura turns back to the center of the ring. Nakamura's translator can be seen out cold on the ring mat. Tomko is shown standing over top of the translator as Nakamura looks on, furiously. Knowing the repercussions to come, Tomko quickly makes his way out of the ring. Meanwhile, Nakamura attempts to attack him before leaving, but he's too late. With a smirk on his face, Tomko back up the ramp. Nakamura doesn't look happy as leans against the middle rope, locking eyes with Tomko.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4rHxinv1JLM

After a few moments, we transition to our next segment.

XWL. The grandest spectacle of sports entertainment. A place that can so easily captivate the hearts of the youngest and oldest generations walking the face of this earth at this very moment. It passes the divisions between, race, class, and gender and unites everyone with one common goal: entertainment. Everyone in attendance each and every night whether they be black, white, fat, or tall can relate to one of the performers in the ring. And do you know what they do? They root for them. Though they may not always pull through even after they've promised their loyal fans they would, the fans still pull for them faithfully. Sometimes, in the XWL, just as in life itself, bad triumphs evil. However, it just becomes that much sweeter when the good guy wins. The moment the fan favorite reigns victorious after all of the blood, sweat, and tears they've shed purely out of passion is exactly when it's so, so -- there's almost no word to describe it.

One thing must remain clear. XWL is able to provide giddy happiness for anyone enjoying the show, but the wrestling industry is no fairy-tale. Sometimes, the bad man is able to win. You may shriek in abhorrence and grieve extraneously, but it has to happen. After all, some people are simply, well, bad.

There's no way of telling how that correlates to the following promo, but I will make a promise to you. The incoming promo may or may not be worthy of your time. I don't know what else you could be doing and I'm no one to judge, but you should give it a read because I assure you you'll wish you had. Nonetheless, after a brief message from our sponsors, a theme song rings out from the backstage stereos and directly into the airs of every god-blessed soul in attendance.



For anyone who's followed wrestling with half a brain for the past ten years, they'd easily recognize this familiar theme song. Of course, it's Kurt Angle! But what is Kurt Angle doing here? Tonight? He's hardly been relevant for much too long! He can't seriously expect to waltz in this building whenever he darned feels like it and be taken seriously.



This mustached fellow has it right! You do suck, Kurt. You do suck. Superstars are scrapping at the bit for XWL action and, meanwhile, Kurt Angle thinks he can come and go as he pleases. Unfortunately, this man who's now a shadow of himself once had fans. In fact, he had legions of them! Can you believe that? People liked him?



My, my, what have we here? A bit more of a mixed reaction with this one. Could it be, some people (surely a select few) still like this terrible man? After his inconsistency and blatant lack of respect for the valuable time of you, the audience, some people STILL like this guy? How, why, I don't even...



Little shit. Arrogant bastard. He has the fucking cojones to even venture a grin! How dare he.



Look at this, he's soinning now! In the middle of the ring, even. Like a god-damned fool, I tell you. A god-damned fool. Hell, it'd be a good question if he gets more dizzy doing this little shenanigan in the middle of the ring or during his drunken escapades prior to his arrest. Who knows... and who really cares?



Wait. Is that a mic in his hands? Look closely. I know you're on your tiny, old, blurry televisions, but I think he has a microphone. And listen closely -- are those fans cheering? They really ought to quiet down. He's about to speak! We all need to hear this. Kurt Angle is about to speak on live television and they won't even quiet down.. Err- I mean, they should boo louder than he can speak! So we don't have to hear him! Ohh, who am I kidding? We all have a soft spot for ol' Kurt. Even if he has become somewhat of an old timer. Let's hear him speak!



Kurt Angle
Hello Cleveland, Ohio! DAMN it feels good to be back. Now, seeing as I've been a little bit inconsistent lately, I thought I should properly reintroduce myself. My name is Kurt Angle and I'm a successful wrestler on almost every level of competition. Amateur, olympic, professional, hell, even in arm wrestling am I successful! But most importantly, I have these

*Kurt Angle shows his medals.*

Kurt Angle
Don't get me wrong, all of my accomplishments are important. HOWEVER, without my medals, I'm nothing. Sure, I may hold the title as being the most celebrated real athlete in professional wrestling, I may be your American Hero and I may also be the most handsome man on the roster, BUT my gold medals have been here for my through thick AND thin. Guess what? When I first came onto the scene, they were one of the first prizes I took home and could call my own. Before my lone United States Championship, all I had was my medals. You know, me and my medals, we grew close. We really got to know each other through the years and I could almost call them a friend. If anybody EVER, and I mean EVER tries to take them from me then I swear to God on my very life itself they will be wishing they even had a spot on their body they could identify as the remnants of their ankle because I would tear them apart faster than they could say chupacabra!

*Cue a chuckle from the audience.*



Kurt Angle
Look, before I go any further, I just want to point out the obvious. I'm old. You know it, I know it, my wife knew it... and that's why she left me... BUT ANYWAYS, I'm not going to lie to your faces and tell you that I'm the young athlete that I used to be. I may have retained my gorgeous looks through the years, but I'm not exactly the athlete that I used to be. In fact, I saw a doctor just before I came to the arena today. I'll be completely honest with you all, he calculated that I'm only about 89.64% the wrestler that I was ten years ago, but of course he tried to round up to 90 to make me feel better. Do you know what I told him? No damnit! NO ONE feels bad for Kurt Angle, ever! Hell, I'm not even 90% as good as I used to be and I guaran-damn-tee that I could kick any walking asshole who came into this ring at a moments notice. I might not be twenty, hell, I'm not even thirty, not even forty, but I don't need a walker yet! If The Undertaker can compete for the last thirty years and be part-dead the whole time then I can damn well guarantee that I can kick ass!



Kurt Angle
But again, I'm an honest guy. Remember my three I's? Intensity, Integrity, Intelligence? Yeah, well live by them. Anyways, I realized the one thing that my age could hold me back from was connecting with the fans. So, of course, being the caring person that I am, I took the time out of my busy schedule to do some research. It seems that the kids of these days all had one thing in common -- they enjoy nonsensical rap music! Now, it's not exactly my thing to, "kick it freestyle," but I'll do it just this one time for all of you out there watching this tonight. Luckily, I brought my lucky rap hat. I used to wear this all the time back in the day!

*Kurt Angle opens his jacket up, reaches in, pulls out a hat and slips it onto his head. The crowd is enjoying this little segment and react accordingly with a nice pop.*



Kurt Angle
Uh, uh, best wrestler around since '92
Lookin' at the bottom you won't find me dude.
Rockin' out with my one-time-only rap,
If Shawn Michaels messes with me, then he will tap!
It's sad to say I've been gone for awhile,
but now I'm back with a great big smile. *Very cheesy grin.*
Don't worry, I'll keep this short and sweet,
Now I'm out, but next week on Breakdown I'll compete!

*Kurt Angle gets a solid pop from his final sentence and his theme song sounds off. All of the fans are glad he's back after his extended absence and we can't really blame them. Angle retreats from the back and, next week, we'll see him in action!*

Welp, there you have it. It seems they DO like Kurt Angle after all. Admittedly, I like him a bit too. And that rap? Well, he's no expert, but he got the point across! That was so clever... Kurt is clever... next week, I almost can't wait! If he's that charming on the microphone, then I don't even know what he'll be able to do in the ring! Stay tuned for this wild and wacky ride as we follow the path of the one, the only, Kurt Angle!