XWL Eye For An Eye: 9/25/2011 - 10/2/2011

*XWL's Eye for an Eye Pay Per View has been exciting thus far, and we move into a backstage segment featuring the Olympic Gold Medalist, Kurt Angle.*



[[Kurt Angle]]
It's been four weeks since I first encountered John Morrison... And in those four weeks a lot has happened. We've exchanged a lot of words, but we have not had a chance to go one on one yet. But all that will change tonight. Because tonight is the day I lock the ankle lock on John Morrison's career and never let go. It's the day I end whats been a poor career, for these fans, and for America. Here in Philly earlier I was enjoying philly's own, Philly Cheese Steak. Straight out of the oven... Or however they cook those. So I'm eating it, and this odd guy comes by and kicks me in the shin then runs screaming "I'm a Mofo". So what do you think I did? Of course being the athletic man I am, I drop my Philly Cheese Steak, and run after the man. I catch up with him and It turns out Zack Ryder's dad came right here to Philly to see John Morrison take my gold medals from me. Well Zack's dad you're going to be dissapointed, because your favorite man is going to be stepping out of this business today. Oh it's true.



[[Kurt Angle]]
But back to the story... Being the competitive man I am, I challenge him to a contest, but not just any old contest, a milk drinking contest. And if I win Zack Ryder's dad had to admit John Morrison won't walk out of Eye for an Eye with a career. Zack's Dad, stubborn as usual accepted my challenge and he put up quite a match that I didn't expect. We drank ourselves silly for about an hour, maybe two before he finally gave up. But no, no he didn't admit Morrison would lose instead he just ran screaming like a little girl. So that's where my day went today, and now I'm here at Eye for an Eye waiting for it to be my time to shine. I'll prove to everyone that Kurt Angle is an Olympic Gold Medalist for a reason. Oh it's true. And I'll show everyone why I deserve to be the Intercontinental Championship #1 Contender for Monster Bash.



[[Kurt Angle]]
John Morrison tonight I'm going to MAKE YOU TAP. And show you why you shouldn't mess with an Olympic Gold Medalist. So you better keep a close eye Mick Foley, because after this I want my Intercontinental Championship match. Morrison is only a short bump in the road for my journey, a stepping stone. I want the Intercontinental Gold, and I'm the best in the world. I'm Kurt freakin' Angle. I'm the best in the ring, on the mic, and hardest backstage worker. Oh it's true. And all the way back in '96 before most of XWL's current superstars had even stepped in their first pair of wrestling boots I was winning a gold medal in the olympics, with a broken freaking neck. You see Morrison, that's why I'm so much better than you. What have you accomplished in your career? I'm a 1 time XWL United States Champion and a 5x WWE and World Heavyweight Champion, how about you?



[[Kurt Angle]]
You see Morrison once I make you tap out and you become the 5th straight person to submit to me you'll see just what I'm talking about. I'm an Olympic Gold Medalist and more accomplished than anyone else in this business. Oh it's true. I've beaten everyone there is to beat, and done everything there is to do. And my next mission in my historic career is to win the Intercontinental Championship. Morrison you're always at the beach checking out ladies, but when was the last time you ever actually talked to one? That's the real question Morrison, you pretend to be someone you aren't, you pretend to be the best in thus business, but that's all pretend. I'm a Real American Hero, Morrison. I don't waste my time pretending to be someone I'm not, no, I spend my time showing everyone in XWL who I am, a Wrestling Machine. Oh it's true.



[[Kurt Angle]]
I'm not like anyone else in this business, I'm a man whose in a category all by himself. I've got every attribute everyone wants to have. And I've got the fans on my side all at the same time. This is it Morrison, have fun on your last show in XWL, because after tonight you'll no longer have a job, you might have to go look into another company. Oh it's true. It's damn true!

*We fade away from Kurt Angle's backstage segment, and now head into the ring where the pumped up fans are located. The fans are on their feet, and then the theme of John Morrison hits and we explode into an uproar of boos.**



[Michael Cole]
Look look! It's John Morrison! The man who will finally shut Kurt Angle up tonight and take his precious medals from him!

[King]
Cole if there's one thing either man has said to each other that's true it's that Kurt Angle is one hell of a wrestler. He won those Olympic Gold Medals for a reason, Cole.

[Michael Cole]
Shutup Jerry. Kurt Angle is not a real wrestler. He's as good at wrestling as you are at commentating!



*John Morrison walks up to the beginning of the stage and begins to do his slow motion effects. The fans boo, but Morrison just looks past them and walks up the ramp.*

[JR]
Morrison is certainly looking determined for tonight's matchup. I think this one could go either way, but with the recent success of John Morrison, he's got to have a little more of an edge.

[King]
But Kurt Angle is probably the most experienced and technical wrestler to step in an XWL ring. So I've got to put my bet on Angle. So Cole, it looks like you're the tie breaker.

[Michael Cole]
This is a tough one though guys... Just kidding! Of course I've got to pick John Morrison, he's faster, younger, and has been winning every match he's been in recently, including a pinfall victory over our World Heavyweight Champion, The Rock! Who by the way, will be defending his title later in the night, so stay tuned!



*By this time, the crowd is almost so full of boos that John Morrison's theme song is drowned out. The commentators can't be heard by the people in the first row, but John Morrison still manages to wear his fur coat down the middle of the ramp.*

[Michael Cole]
Look at the shear confidence of John Morrison, he is looking to win this match, and he knows it.

[JR]
Cole the correct word for that is "over confidence" something I thought someone like yourself might know a little more about.

[King]
In my opinion, John Morrison is quite the competitor, and his wins against men like The Rock prove that, but he isn't all he thinks he is. John Morrison has got one of the biggest egos in all of XWL.



*John Morrison has at this point walked the rest of the way up the ramp and slid into the ring. Morrison walks over to the turnbuckle and stands on it, looking into the face of all the fans he once loved but has now betrayed. The fans boo him, but all John does is smirk. He hops down from the ramp, and stands in the center of the ring awaiting his opponent, the Olympic Gold Medalist, Kurt Angle.*

[King]
John Morrison certainly looks ready, but the question is how could he possibly be ready for a match of this magnitude? His entire career could be over just after one move, that being the ankle lock.

[Michael Cole]
Shut up King. Kurt Angle is the opposite of John Morrison...

*JR interrupts Michael Cole.*

[JR]
So Kurt Angle isn't a complete jackass?

[Michael Cole]
Don't interrupt me! As I was saying... John Morrison and Kurt Angle are opposites, in the ring and out of it. Morrison is everything Angle wants to be, and Angle is nothing Morrison wants to be. And when John Morrison pins Kurt Angle and takes the medals for himself I'll definetly be "marking out".



*To the approval of the fans, Kurt Angle's theme hits and Michael Cole shuts up for a minute. Kurt Angle comes out from the back wearing his medals proudly and staring down the ramp at John Morrison where they lock eyes from the ring.*

[Michael Cole]
*In a sarcastic voice.* And there he is ladies and gentleman, the best wrestler in this whole damn company, KURT ANGLE!

[King]
Haha you're so funny Cole. This is the man who will finally make JoMo tap out, and end his career.

[JR]
Regardless if he beats Morrison or not, I'm going to be watching this match with a close eye, because as we all know when these two step in the ring anything could, and will happen. Because these two are some of the most extreme of their type of wrestling, John Morrison the high flier, and Kurt Angle the technical wrestler.

[King]
You're right JR. It's pretty hard to find someone better at either of those two men's styles.



*Kurt Angle stares down the center of the ramp, right into the middle of the ring where John Morrison awaits his opponent. The fans give a very loud reaction to the height of this match.*

[King]
This feud has certainly gotten very heated in just a few short weeks.

[Michael Cole]
But there's no point in Angle trying. Everyone knows John Morrison will walk out of here with Angle's medals, and still with his career in XWL.



*Kurt Angle slips into the ring and does his vintage taunt where he sways his arms around in the air. John Morrison backs out of the way and looks on, not too happy with Kurt Angle.*



*Kurt Angle slips his medals off in the corner, and places them down. The ref takes note of where they are so that if John Morrison wins he'll be ready to hand him the winning prize. Just then Tony Chimmel walks up the steel steps holding a microphone.*

[Tony Chimmel]
This next contest, set for one fall is a stipulation match. Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania KURT ANGLE! And in the other corner, hailing from Los Angeles, California. JOHN MORRISON! Now if John Morrison is to win this match, he will gain Kurt Angle's medals. But if Kurt Angle wins he will end John Morrison's career.

*Tony Chimmel leaves the ring and the match is signaled to start.*

[Michael Cole]
Shutup Chimmel. We already know who will win and that is John Morrison. Kurt Angle is nothing but a fake, if I didn't know better I would think he made those medals himself because he's not anywhere close to the wrestler he once was.

[King]
No you Cole! Because this match is one of the most anticipated on the card, obviously behind all the title matches. This match will be the difference in two careers. In John Morrison's it could be the end, and in Kurt Angle's it could take away his medals.

[JR]
You're right King. This match could change the very base of the XWL Universe! I'm so excited, I can't wait to see the outcome!

*The match starts and both John Morrison and Kurt Angle stare each other down for several seconds. It seems neither will make a move and the crowd grows wary. Then suddenly Kurt Angle makes a jump at a takedown, but Morrison is able to jump back out of the way and they stare down once again. The crowd at this point is so anxious for the match they try to chant Angle on and boo Morrison into doing something. Kurt Angle goes for another takedown, but again Morrison gets out of the way and they begin to stare down again.

[Michael Cole]
Look at that! Kurt Angle is too slow for John Morrison, he stands no chance, and that's why John Morrison is going to walk right over Angle and walk out with his gold medals.

[King]
Just keep quiet Cole. I'm trying to enjoy this match, which may I remind you, could go either way.

Kurt Angle and Morrison continue staring each other down and get right up in each other's faces. They stare down, and then instantly lock up at the same time. Kurt Angle easily pushes John Morrison back into a corner with his strength. Kurt Angle steps on the 2nd rope and starts throwing punches. John Morrison is able to push him off though, and then rushes at him. Kurt Angle ducks him and Morrison runs the ropes. John Morrison goes for a jumping kick, but Kurt Angle dodges and John Morrison lands hard on the ground.

[King]
See Cole! This match is equal! Kurt Angle won't be squashed like you think he will be!

[Michael Cole]
No, that was all luck and you know it.

*JR slips off his headset and appears angry with Michael Cole's and King's constant bitching at each other.*

*Kurt Angle walks over to John Morrison's head on the ground and throws knees to it. John Morrison tries to get free from Angle's hold to stop the knees, but Angle holds him still. Morrison finally rolls over and then kicks his feet straight up and is able to connect with Kurt Angle's head catching him by surprise. Angle falls back and John Morrison stands over his side. Morrison gets ready, and jumps as high as he can and delivers a grounded moonsault! Kurt Angle grabs his ribs and Morrison lifts him up. John Morrison tries to lift Kurt Angle up for a suplex, but Angle blocks the suplex attempt. Kurt Angle throws Morrison the other way with a suplex of his own. Kurt Angle flips over John Morrison on the ground and grabs his head in a headlock. Angle tightens his grip to where John Morrison struggles to breathe. Eventually, Morrison uses his athletic advantages to roll over Morrison into a move of his own, where he has both his legs wrapped around Kurt Angle's neck. Kurt Angle stands up with John Morrison's legs on his neck, but it's no use because as soon as Angle lifts him up for a powerbomb Morrison whips his legs forward to deliver a hurricanrana.

[Michael Cole]
Morrison is taking control back, see? I told you John Morrison should have an easy victory. I'm always right King, and you're always wrong.

[King]
Stop it Cole, this is only the beginnings to the match, it could still go either way.

*John Morrison walks over to where Kurt Angle's legs are, and begins to lock in a figure four leg lock. As soon as Morrison realizes he won't be able to stay in position to use this move much longer, he lets go of it. Kurt Angle sits up, but John Morrison is all over him and hits a dropkick to his face. Morrison sees a decent chance to do what he does best, high fly. He walks over to the nearest rope and sizes it up, John Morrison then jumps to the second rope, and then right off of that in a moonsault fashion to the grounded Kurt Angle. However, Angle sees it coming and rolls out of the way. Kurt Angle is able to get up however, and walks to where Morrison's legs are. Kurt Angle grabs Morrison's legs and smashes his knee straight to the ground. John Morrison grabs his knee in pain and rolls on the ground a bit. Kurt Angle allows John Morrison to get up, and then irish whips him into the ropes. John Morrison ducks a clothesline attempt from Kurt Angle, but on the way back around, Angle is ready and ducks Morrison to hit a german suplex from the other side!

[Michael Cole]
Why is Kurt Angle trying so hard... He stands no chance against the Prince of Parkour, John Morrison.

[King]
Will you shutup about that Cole, I'm trying to watch the match and all I keep hearing is your complaining. Obviously Kurt Angle has a chance or he wouldn't be keeping up with John Morrison this long.

*Kurt Angle gets up slowly, and sees John Morrison a bit shaken up from that last move. Kurt knows this is his chance to make a big move happens and flips Morrison over. Angle climbs the turnbuckle looking down at John Morrison facing up. But right as he is about to jump, Morrison's amazing agility allows for him to jump straight on to the top rope with Kurt Angle and deliver an Enzuiguri... NO! Kurt Angle grabs Morrison's foot on the top rope. It looks like Kurt Angle is going for an ankle lock. But the ref starts to count for the rope break

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Angle hears the count is almost at 5, so he positions John Morrison away from the ring and towards the outside of the ring. Angle jumps back in a moonsault like motion, but holds John Morrison's leg in the process. Angle lands flat on Morrison's leg and a loud noise is heard throughout the arena as Morrison rolls around on the floor and the ref asks him if he can continue, but simply, Morrison just says he has to. Kurt Angle at the same time felt a great deal of hurt from landing a moonsault on just the ring mat and John Morrison's leg so he is also down as the ref starts a count out.

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[Michael Cole]
See King, Morrison is a true fighter. John Morrison easily could have given up right there and left his career over. But no, that's something Kurt Angle would have done, John Morrison is going to keep fighting until he comes out as the winner.

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[King]
No Cole, you're seeing this the wrong way. Kurt Angle is the one who almost just made John Morrison give up in the blink of an eye. And that's a feat that many men will never do.

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Finally both John Morrison and Kurt Angle rise to their feet after an especially long count. John Morrison is limping however after such a move by Angle. Kurt Angle sees his chance and slips right behind John Morrison. ANGLE SLAM! And the pin cover

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No! John Morrison is able to power up his shoulder right before the 3 count and Kurt Angle looks at the ref in disbelief. Angle really stares into the ref in disbelief from his knees, but John Morrison is ready and sneaks his hand under Angle for the roll up!

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No! Kurt Angle is also able to kick out. Both men get to their feet, with John Morrison still hurt in the legs by that earlier move. Stare each other down. Kurt Angle goes in for a take down, and when John Morrison goes to dodge it like he was doing so easily in the very beginning of the match his legs fold up and he falls down. Kurt Angle sees him in pain with his legs so he grabs a hold of one the hurt leg and throws many kicks to the inside of the knee. Morrison tries to fight out of it using the hurt leg but can't get the strength. Finally, he uses his non hurt leg to kick Kurt Angle in the head. Angle falls back a little in surprise and is dazed. Morrison gets on his feet, and steps back, then Morrison jumps forward with a massize SUPERKICK! Morrison sees Angle landed in a perfect position near the corner... The crowd sees what he's thinking and start to boo. John Morrison jumps off the turnbuckle... STARSHIP PAIN CONNECTS! He drops down for the pin...

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No Kurt Angle kicks out again!

[Michael Cole]
Angle should've given up there, this match isn't going to get any better for him and if he expects to win then I can't say anything except that he's insane.

[King]
Come on Cole, Kurt Angle is in this one, at this point, it's anyone's guess who will walk out of Eye for an Eye.

*John Morrison thought he should have had Kurt Angle right there and can't believe it. Morrison tries to argue it out with the ref, but the ref isn't listening. Right then, similiar to how Morrison snuck up on Kurt Angle from behind earlier, Angle does the same in return. Angle locks both his hands around Morrison's waist and lifts him up for a first german suplex. Angle rolls over with Morrison and does the same a second time! Morrison is hurt and can barely stand, but Kurt Angle is able to force him up still in position. Kurt Angle lifts him up for a third german suplex! Kurt is growing tired at this point and needs to end it soon. He walks to where the ankle of John Morrison is and grabs it, pulling as hard as he can with the ankle lock. Unfortunately, Kurt Angle hadn't locked it in right and Morrison is easily able to slip out and roll away to regain his balance on his feet.

[Michael Cole]
Heart of a champion! That's why John Morrison shouldn't be battling this jobber, he should go be becoming what he has desired to be for a long time in tonight's main event, WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

[King]
Please. John Morrison has slightly more chance of ever becoming World Heavyweight Champion than the recently fired... And then about an hour later rehired, Mark Henry.

[Michael Cole]
Don't ever relate John Morrison to that blueberry again

*At this point, Morrison and Kurt Angle begin to stare down in the ring a little bit as the crowd really heats up. They can feel the tension and whats on the line. Kurt Angle and John Morrison trade punches in the middle of the ring as the crowd eats up every bit of it. After a few back and forth blows, Angle gains control and lands several straight knocking John Morrison back into the corner. Morrison shows some resistance, but Angle is able to place Morrison on the top rope. Kurt Angle places his arms around John Morrison in a position to super plex him, but is pushed off. Angle lands flat on his back in a perfect position for Morrison to dive on. John sees it, and his eyes clearly light up and the fans begin to boo. Right as Morrison is about to dive, he feels a weakness in his leg, so he rethinks the dive for a second. John Morrison is about to attempt to dive a second time now, but this has given Angle his chance to recover. Kurt Angle runs right up the turnbuckle, and belly to belly suplex from the top rope! Both men lay flat on the mat tired from this grueling competition as the ref begins his count.*

[Michael Cole]
Why doesn't the ref just ring the bell and award the medals to John Morrison yet? This match is all but over I can see it. Soon enough Morrison will be walking out with another trophy for his wall.

*We get no response from King as he is clearly too consumed in the match too care about Cole's idiotic comments right now.*

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Both men begin their first movements since the belly to bully from the top rope, getting over towards the ropes.

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Morrison and Angle begin using the ropes to pull themselves up.

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The ref is just about to say 10 when both Angle and Morrison force themselves to continue the match and get on their feet. John Morrison's legs are clearly too weak to do much for him at this point though, so he just stands helplessly leaning on the rope. Kurt Angle uses the time Morrison is giving him perfectly, because as soon as Morrison attempts to step off the ropes Angle charges him with a massive clothesline! Kurt Angle leans over Morrison to lift him up for whatever move he has in mind, but John Morrison pokes him in the eye, but the ref doesn't notice. Morrison finds the strength in himself to hit a running bulldog from behind Kurt Angle. Morrison drags Angle's tired body towards the turnbuckle where he chokes Angle by stepping on his neck with his boot. The ref starts to count.

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At a long 4 count, John Morrison releases and Kurt Angle gasps for breath. Morrison sees where Kurt Angle is and gets himself ready, could it be another starship pain? YES, IT IS! PIN!

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NO! IT'S ANOTHER KICKOUT BY KURT ANGLE!

[King]
What resilency...

[Michael Cole]
Is that what you call that, resilency? I call it getting your ass kicked and having just enough energy to kick out of a jam. Morrison is clearly more talented here and as soon as he pins Kurt Angle he'll prove it to all the people who aren't like me and don't already see it.

[King]
If that's what you think Cole...

*John Morrison is visually pissed off that Kurt Angle has managed to power out of that starship pain. John Morrison hurries to his feet to gain the advantage over Angle in height. Kurt Angle however is hurt from this long and grueling match that to him myswell be a career match even though it's not because of how much the medals truly mean to him. Angle isn't able to fully stand up, or even get to his knees. Instead he is left a sitting duck as all he can do is get on his knees. John Morrison runs off the ropes, but Kurt Angle hits the mat thinking Morrison would go for a kick to the skull. John Morrison, seeing this stops his move and instead waits for Kurt Angle to get up. Angle appears dazed when he finally does reach his feet, but Morrison is ready. John Morrison jumps on to the second rope...

[Michael Cole]
THIS IS GONNA BE IT!!! FLASH KICK TO THE SKULL COMING UP!!!

[King]
Oh no, Cole, for the first time you might just be right.

*JR seeing this quickly shoves his headset on and talks for the first time in awhile since the match started.*

[JR]
BAH GAWD, THIS DOESN'T LOOK GOOD FOR ANGLE!

*Morrison jumps off the second rope for the flash kick and the fans in the seats hold their breath knowing this could be it for Kurt Angle. Morrison swings his leg forward as fast as he can to kick Kurt Angle's head, BUT NO! KURT ANGLE GRABS MORRISON'S LEG STRAIGHT OUT OF THE AIR INTO AN ANKLE LOCK! Morrison hurt leg and all is in the center of the ring! John Morrison can't do anything except... TAP OUT!!!



[Michael Cole]
NOOO!!! WHAT IS THIS! WHY WOULD JOHN MORRISON LET KURT ANGLE BEAT HIM IN A MATCH OF THIS MAGNITUDE, SAVE THAT FOR A HOUSE SHOW!

[JR]
KURT ANGLE DID IT, KURT ANGLE WON, BAH GAWD WHAT A MATCH THAT WAS!

[King]
WHAT A MATCH INDEED! AND THE ENDING WAS SPECTACULAR, COLE THAT'S CRAZY FOR YOU TO EVEN THINK THAT, THESE TWO MEN WERE EQUAL ALL THE WAY, MORRISON DIDN'T LET ANGLE DO ANYTHING!

*Despite the long and hard fought match, Kurt Angle is in celebration now of his win which he fought long and hard for. The ref takes Kurt Angle's medals out of his pocket, where he had put them for safe keeping during the match and hands them to Kurt Angle as he holds Angle's hand in the air. Angle slips on his medals and then stares down at John Morrison on the ground, knowing his career is over. Kurt Angle shouts to the fans in celebration of his big upset on John Morrison. And the fans are in an uproar. As Kurt Angle climbs the turnbuckle to celebrate, John Morrison finally gets off the ground on his hurt leg, and attempts to shake it off. Morrison just stands in the middle of the ring with a blank expression of disbelief of what has just happened. The fans then begin a steady and strong chant of "Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye, na na na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye." Eventually, he walks out of the ring and up the ramp ashamed of failing himself in the match. Morrison takes a last look towards the ring and around the audience before dissapearing out of sight, still shocked. The fans continue their uproar, and Kurt Angle continues the in ring celebration... After quite some time, we move away from that and into a hype video for our Intercontinental Champion, Randy Orton.*

We return from a brief commercial break to Eve's theme song, gathering a large pop from the crowd, and Jerry Lawler.



Eve appeared on the stage smiling at the reaction from the fans, she stopped on the stage and twirled, reaching her hand to the ceiling before bringing it back down with yet another smile to the cameras



Justin Roberts: The following is a divas bout, set for one fall! Introducing first, from Denver Colorado, Eve, Torres!

King: It's Eve!

JR: Yes King it is, and in just a moment we're going to have our first divas contest of the evening, Maryse will take on Eve where a budding rivalry is sure to reach full bloom.

Michael Cole: Or Maryse will easily dispose of her and set her sights on regaining her Divas Championship.



Eve began down the ramp as her nameplate was displayed across the screen reading: "EVE TORRES XWLDIVAS.COM." Eve continued down the ramp, touching hands with the fans as they cheered her name. She raised her hand once again with that smile she couldn't seem to wipe off her face, just before she placed her knee up onto the apron and went in through the bottom rope



King: The fans are on their feet for this one.

Michael Cole: That's because they're going for a piss break.

JR: Was that really called for?

Michael Cole: I think so yes, Eve bores me beyond any other diva, she's so bland and a complete black hole of charisma. How anyone finds her entertaining, much less attractive baffles me.

After she made it through the ropes, she flashed her smile to the cameras and climbed onto the second rope, lifting her hands and waving to the crowd, who in return cheered for her



King: Eve looks great tonight, a brand new attire, a lovely combination of colors, and she's looking to defeat the always cocky Maryse!

Michael Cole: Which she won't, she's not even in Maryse's league, and to say otherwise shows extreme stupidity.

JR: Alright Cole, cool it, we don't need tonight ruined by you two arguing over your favorites.

She hopped down and waited, blowing a few kisses and waves to the crowd who were still cheering her. Before they knew it the celebration was cut short by the lights and music of one certain French-Canadian Beauty, and her "friend," Ted DiBiase Jr.



The crowd instantly began to boo, that is until they saw the site of Ted DiBiase who was accompanying Maryse to the ring. Still they booed but, not as much, as Maryse and Ted made their way out onto the stage

Michael Cole: Now it's time for Eve's dreams of coming out victorious in her first Payperview match in a year, to be crushed.

JR: Well would you look at that it appears Ted DiBiase is going to be accompanying Maryse out to the ring.

King: What's going on with those two anyways Cole? I heard they reunited on Redemption last week, but do we know why or what's going on between the two?



Justin Roberts: And her opponent, accompanied to the ring by Ted DiBiase, from Montreal Quebec, Canada, Maryse!

Michael Cole: Well Maryse approached Ted in his locker room apologizing for what she did last year, and in the end it seemed Ted was in the forgiving mood and she even accompanied him for his match with Alberto Del Rio.

JR: I just don't think this is Innocent...Maryse is not the kind to associate with someone like Ted DiBiase. He's everything she dislikes, he loves the fans, he's not flashing his wealth around anymore, it's all so peculiar.

King: Indeed it is...I'll never forget that night she just left him high and dry after his loss to Dolph Ziggler last year, I'll give Ted credit for giving her a chance at what seems to be friendship, but if I were him I'd be cautious with this entire thing.

It was obvious they were speaking to each other, smirking as Maryse used her free hand to shun the crowd with her "talk to the hand pose" and they made their way down the entrance ramp and Maryse's nameplate flashed across the screen reading: "MARYSE WITH TED DIBIASE XWLDIVAS.COM". Ted leaned over and said something to Maryse, evoking a smile from the Sexiest of Sexy, as she leaned her head over on his shoulder and placed both arms on his, smiling. It was as if it was a still frame taken of the two from nearly a year ago, when they were a couple.

Michael Cole: Why does she have to be the one tied to foul play? Ted's just as much of a suspect in this as Maryse is. Why would he easily forgive her like that? He's got a hidden agenda and I'd be willing to bet a large sum on that.

King: A hidden agenda? She approached him...It's not like he randomly came up to her and said let's be friends, she initiated the reunion, and he accepted it, where's the deceit there?

JR: I don't really see it either if I may be honest.



Maryse used her free hand, once again, to untie her jacket. She and Ted flashed each other a final glance as they went their separate ways, Maryse to continue her entrance, and Teddy to the announcer's table. He proceeds to slap the hands extended out over the barricade along the way while Maryse continues removing her jacket on the other side of the ringside area.

JR: It looks like we're going to have Ted DiBiase as a guest on commentary with us during this match, what a treat!

King: This is perhaps the biggest night of his career, his first ever World Heavyweight Championship match in the main-event, I wonder what's on his mind?

Michael Cole: Obviously we'll find out since he's going to be out here with us...Duh King.




Maryse removed her jacket, and pranced over to the end of the apron, pulling her knee up onto the apron and her body following, she walked midway of the apron and slipped herself through the second rope as Eve watched from the other side of the ring



JR: Here we go King, your favorite part of her entrance! Brace yourself.

King: I may be an Eve fan through and through, but I'm sucker for her seductive flair each time she does that hair flip.

Michael Cole: It's one of her many impressive assets as a diva.


Maryse glared at Eve who was watching her vigorously as Maryse signaled the ref to keep her back. She spun around to her usual position, before executing her famous hair flip flawlessly, showing off her gorgeous grin to the cameras as the men in the crowd whistled to her



Ted DiBiase stopped in his tracks to watch Maryse flip her hair and smile. He shook his head lightly, grinning, and sat down at the announcer's desk to join our commentators, Jerry Lawler, Jim Ross, and Michael Cole



JR: Good evening Ted, and how are you tonight?

Ted DiBiase: I'm doing just great, I'm in tonight's main-event, I just got a brand new Monopoly set that I'm dying to break in, and I get a front row viewing of two of the hottest women competing in a match right now, life is good JR.

Michael Cole: I don't think your friend Maryse would appreciate that remark about Eve.

King: Anyways Ted, how does it feel just hours away from your first ever chance at becoming World Heavyweight Champion?

Ted DiBiase: Ah man, the feeling is just indescribable. It's a dream come true, I've got butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it...I could leave tonight as World Heavyweight Champion, that's just my ultimate goal and I'm going to do everything I can to achieve that here tonight.


Back in the ring, Maryse made a few slight adjustments to her hair, and checking her nails as the bell rang and Eve took a few steps forward, wanting to begin the match. Maryse ignorantly perched herself back against the ropes, pulling her hair out from behind her over the ropes and yawning, showing that Eve doesn't matter to her in the slightest bit




Eve pointed at her and laughed slightly, shaking off Maryse's mind games. Maryse noticed this and her expression became serious, she approached Eve in an intimidating fashion, talking down to her, but Eve stepped up, appearing to not be intimidated



Maryse put her hands in Eve's face, telling her she is nothing, Eve tried to shake it off, but eventually her anger got the best of her, and she shoved Maryse away from her. Maryse flipped her hair back out of her face, revealing her dropped jaw, as she went back up to Eve and kicked her in the leg, knocking Eve down to just the right position for a hard slap across the face. Maryse went at Eve, grabbing her by the hair, and holding her jaw in place for Maryse to yell at Eve. Before Maryse could capitalize after her heel-ish actions, Eve pushed Maryse away once again, and ran at her, spearing Maryse right in the gut and taking her to the ground.

King: What a spear from the crafty Eve Torres.

Michael Cole: So tell me Ted, what is your relationship with Maryse? We all saw you two reunite, but what exactly are the details?

Ted DiBiase: ..Details? Well I'm not really sure myself, I mean I'll admit when she came into my locker room, I was a bit confused, obviously...But everyone deserves a second chance, especially since she did play a huge role in my transformation.

JR: I heard you say that last week, but what do you mean by played a role in it? I know she left you high and dry last year, but was that really something that took a huge effect on you?



Ted DiBiase: I think so yes, before Maryse I had a lot of women in my life...I mean a lot...While it was nice, having everything I could have ever wanted...It wasn't what I wanted at all...All those times I thought I was happy, I was just going through the motions of living up to the name DiBiase. What I thought I wanted, and what I really wanted, were just two different things. My father was known for being this money flashing kind of guy, I thought I had no choice but to follow up on my lineage as the son of the million dollar man. But dating Maryse, failing opportunity after opportunity, and then having all that money stripped from me...I finally had a chance to just be myself. No impossible legacy to live up to, no trust fund to tempt me, for the first time since I became an adult I was finally free! In the end, the fans were the ones who were always there for me, they didn't care if I was the fortunate son, or just Ted DiBiase. Had I not fallen under Maryse's spell, well I can't say I ever would've had my heart crushed, my spirit broken, and my mind cleared. Just look at me, I'm legitimately happy, I'm somebody now...I'm not known as the son of the million dollar man anymore, I'm Ted DiBiase, and after tonight I could be known as World Heavyweight Champion! No amount of money in the world could replace that feeling, or the feeling I have every time I step through that curtain, and hear the love and praise from my DiBiase Posse.


When Maryse caught her breath after the whiplash at the hands of Eve from that spear, she began kicking and pushing at Eve as Eve began driving her fist into the face of Maryse who was on the mat screaming. Eve picked Maryse up by the hair and repeatedly slammed Maryse's head into the turnbuckle. After Maryse was dazed as ever, Eve pulled her up onto the top rope, where Eve delivered an amazing suplex, followed by a quick pin

1..

2..

Kick out! Maryse surprisingly powered out of the pin.

Ted DiBiase: Well that was a close one.

King: Eve's taking it to the former Divas Champion and putting on a great showing.

Michael Cole: She's still going to lose, right Ted?

Ted DiBiase: Well you never know...She...Oh wait, I'm supposed to agree aren't I?

JR: Well you would think you'd want to support the woman you accompanied out here, wouldn't you?

Ted DiBiase: But I do, I just know Eve's a tremendous athlete too, and well I kind of am rooting them both on.

Michael Cole: I don't think Maryse would appreciate that...

Ted DiBiase: Look Cole, she's my friend sure, and I hope she wins, but I always find myself rooting for everyone in a match because I just hate to pick sides. That is unless it's one of my matches, in which case...Well obviously I pick myself to win.

He grins slyly as we cut back to the in ring action, Eve went to pick Maryse up but Maryse quickly jabbed Eve in the gut, and grabbed Eve by the head, slamming the back of her head onto the mat. Eve grasped at her skull as Maryse drug her to the ropes her she put Eve in place and began to choke her on the second rope with her knee



the ref began to count at Maryse for using the ropes as a weapon against Eve,

1,

2,

3,



Ted DiBiase: Is that really necessary?

Michael Cole: You're questioning her tactics?

Ted DiBiase: It's not that, I just...I don't know, it's not my style, but I'm not going to judge because she does what works for her I guess.

Maryse removed her knee from the back of Eve just before the ref could get to 4. She shunned the ref as her told her to back off, and she ran to the opposite rope, bounced off and charged back slamming her hip to the skull of Eve. Eve fell to the mat, as Maryse took a little time to skip over to the ropes and flip her hair, receiving an amount of boos and whistles from the crowd



Michael Cole: Maryse is getting cocky here, she knows she has this one won and she's taking time to let everyone know that.

King: I don't think it's wise, she's giving her opponent time to recover which always ends bad.

Ted DiBiase: I've got to agree with you there, King. Believe me I was cocky myself last year, but it always cost me...You never want to underestimate your opponent, no matter what the situation is you have to be ready for anything, and showboating just distracts yourself from that.

By the time Maryse had finished, Eve was just getting to her feet. Maryse grabbed Eve by the head, going for the French Kiss. She flipped her hair and went back for the DDT, but apparently Maryse had taken too long putting Eve away, and Eve re-arranged the placement of their arms, putting Maryse into position for Eve's finishing Neckbreaker! Eve hit the neckbreaker as Maryse's head slammed into the mat. Eve went for the pin

King: Yes!! She's done it, that's exactly what Maryse gets for underestimating her.


1..

Ted DiBiase: Come on, Maryse!

2..

JR: It looks like Maryse is done for...


Just before the ref got to 3, Maryse had placed her foot on the ropes! Saving herself from the pin



Michael Cole: Yes yes, alright Maryse!

Ted DiBiase: Phew that was a close one.

JR: You're not kidding, Eve's face says it all, she really thought she had it there.

King: Don't let that get you down Eve, you still got this!

Eve was forced to let go of Maryse and continue the match. Disappointment was obviously displayed on the face of Eve, she soon got a hold of herself but by then, Maryse had been able to take out Eve's leg, sending Eve crashing down to the mat on her head. Maryse used the ropes to stand to her feet, she stomped on Eve's gut, and picked her up by the hair, throwing her into the turnbuckle. Maryse approached Eve who was out of it in the corner. Maryse grabbed Eve by the jaw again, talking down to Eve. She began to slap Eve in the face every few seconds, constantly shoving Eve's head back into the turnbuckle. Eve was finally able to fight back with a slap of her own, sending Maryse back a few feet. Maryse ran back at Eve but Eve managed to get her leg up and kicked Maryse hard in the side of the head, causing an echo of the kick throughout the arena



Ted DiBiase: Ow!! That hurt just seeing it.

JR: You ain't kidding, that kick was heard all around the arena. Maryse has got to be knocked out.

Eve took a moment to gather herself, and went for a delayed pin

1..

Michael Cole: Don't lose this Maryse, come on!!

2..

Ted DiBiase: This doesn't look good..She got kicked right in the temple, she's gotta be knocked out cold.

Maryse managed to kick out once again. Eve looked upset by it, but decided to use the time of Maryse being down and out, to take care of something that had been on her mind.

Ted DiBiase: What a kick out...Maryse may get a lot of flack for her tactics, but she's definitely got a heart, and I admire that.

Michael Cole: Nice pointing out the obvious.



Ted DiBiase: I know, right?

JR: This match has been really close and at this point, I could see either walking away the winner here.

King: That they could, neither woman wants to quit but that can only go on for so long.

Eve stood to her feet and looked passed the ropes at Ted. She brushed her hair back behind her ear blushing, and waved at him.

Michael Cole: Oh what's this?

King: She's waving to me, Cole, that's what! Hi, Eve!

JR: I don't think she's waving at you...

King: Well who else could she be...Oh...

Michael Cole: What a floozy, how dare she do such a thing?

Ted DiBiase: Yeah...Off with her head, how dare she wave at me, what a bitch!

Michael Cole: You don't see anything wrong with her waving at you?

Ted DiBiase: She waved at me, big deal? Maybe she's a member of the DiBiase Posse? Maybe she likes how I look in this suit tonight? Or maybe just maybe, she's being friendly?

What Eve hadn't realized is, by time Eve had gotten Ted's attention, Maryse had stood to her feet and was watching the whole thing. Ted smiled and gently waved back at Eve, Eve turned around to focus back on the match, still blushing, to find Maryse, with her jaw dropped. Eve was startled but before she could do anything, Maryse hit Eve with the French TKO. She looked down on Eve furiously and glared at Ted.

Ted DiBiase: Did I do something wrong?

JR: I think she didn't like you waving back at Eve...

Michael Cole: Of course she didn't!

Maryse looked away from Ted angrily and went in to pin Eve.

1..

2..

Eve kicked out again! This infuriated Maryse. She looked up at Ted and pulled Eve up off the ground by her hair and said:

Maryse: Watch this!



King: Yea, she's definitely mad at you.

Ted DiBiase: For waving at Eve? You can't be serious...

Michael Cole: Would you like it if she came out to the ring during the main-event and waved at one of your opponents tonight?

Ted DiBiase: I mean...I don't...Oh boy...

Michael Cole: Exactly, It's just rude for you to come out here with Maryse, and then wave at her opponent, or even cheer them on when you came out here with her, not Eve. Would you have liked it if she cheered on Alberto in your match last week?

Ted DiBiase: I guess I just didn't think it was that big of a deal.

Maryse went for the French Kiss again, flipped her hair, but Eve managed to block it by grabbing Maryse around her waist and tossing Maryse with a belly-to-belly suplex. Eve realized the placement of Maryse in the ring and quickly climbed the turnbuckle onto the top rope, and went for a huge moonsault!

King: Uh-oh, this is it!

JR: It looks like she's going for that impressive moonsault of hers.

Michael Cole: This is all your fault Ted!

Ted DiBiase: My fault?

Michael Cole: You distracted her by flirting with Eve and now she's going to lose because of you, I hope you're happy.

Ted DiBiase: All I did was wave back...

Maryse laid there, over-selling her slight injury, when Eve jumped, Maryse rolled out of the way!

JR: Maryse got out of the way! Eve just crashed hard on that mat.

Michael Cole: I knew she could do it!

Ted DiBiase: That's why you just got done blaming me for costing her the match?

Michael Cole: I did no such thing...

King: Just ignore him, Ted. Trust me there's no getting through that thick head.

Eve slammed into the canvas as Maryse stood to her feet with determination across her face, she grabbed Eve by the roots of her hair and set her up for yet another French Kiss, but this time, it was the only one she needed. Maryse flipped her hair and planted Eve into the mat with the French Kiss DDT. Maryse rolled over and laid on Eve with her seductive pin, and kept her eyes locked on Teddy the whole time.

1..

2..

3!!

Michael Cole: Maryse did it! The French Kiss seals the end for Eve Torres here tonight.

JR: What a close match between these two women.

Ted DiBiase: I don't suppose her glaring at me the entire time during that pin was a good thing, huh?

King: She seems legitimately upset

The bell rang and Maryse's theme song began to play over the speakers as the ref declared Maryse the winner by raising her hand in victory. Maryse jerked her hand away from the ref and walked to the opposite side of the ring, glaring at Ted



Justin Roberts: The winner of this match, Maryse!

Ted DiBiase: Maybe I should go over there and try to calm her down...Thanks for having me and for the fun guys, always a pleasure.

Ted removed his headset and looked at Maryse who was still sending him a few glares, Maryse went through the second rope and slid off the ring apron walking up the ramp backstage to her theme song.

JR: Looks like Maryse is even madder than we thought.

Michael Cole: She saw Ted smile at her opponent and wave at her, she has a legitimate reason to be.

King: Why though? He's a friendly type of guy, he was just being nice.

JR: I think that's a problem between those two trying to be "friends" their personalities couldn't be more different.

Michael Cole: But you heard him when I asked him how he'd feel if she did that to him.

King: Yeah he seemed a bit odd on his response too...Perhaps it is impossible to be "just friends" with an ex.

Ted sighed placing both hands on the back of his neck as Maryse got out of sight before he could even come close to her. He saw a group of fans holding out signs and pens, he looked up the ramp not seeing her at all, so he hid whatever frustration he had for leaving without him and put on a smile for his fans and began to sign their signs and pictures. The cameras begin to fade to black as we go to an advertisement from our sponsors.

As the Gillette advertisement featuring XWL superstar John Cena concludes, we're taken backstage where Redemption General Manager Vickie Guerrero, is walking through the halls with a smile on her face. She's approached by Josh Matthews who stops her with a microphone in his hand.



Josh Matthews: Vickie, I wondered if I could get a moment of your time?

Vickie Guerrero: Of course, I'm in a great mood so ask away.

Josh Matthews: First I want to ask you about tonight's Divas Championship match. Redemption's own Natalya will challenge the Divas Champion AJ Lee, have you spoken with Natalya? Do you think she could walk away with the title for your brand?

Vickie Guerrero: I don't think so, I know so! Natalya and I have had our problem sure, but that woman is as impressive as it gets. AJ Lee had her little dream come true by becoming champion, and now Natalya is going to crush her pathetic dream by walking out of Eye For An Eye the Divas Champion!

Josh Matthews: Next I wanted your opinion on JBL pulling off a huge upset last week by becoming the X-treme Champion.

Vickie Guerrero: JBL was so against the extreme aspect of XWL a year ago, I mean we all remember his PG era, the censorship, the banning of chair shots, or any weapons, it confused me when he asked for the title shot. I mean as his assistant I saw first hand just how much he despised it...But apparently something happened because not only did he compete in what he used to call a non family friendly match. He's now the leader of X-treme...Should be interesting to see how he can adapt to the hardcore environment. Especially since his first defense was just arranged for Breakdown!

Josh Matthews: It was? Who is it?

Vickie Guerrero: If I told you then that'd spoil the surprise wouldn't it? But the contracts were signed just minutes ago, and it should be interesting to say the least. Hopefully he doesn't let me down.

Josh Matthews: Very interesting...Finally I wanted to ask you about tonight's main-event. The World Heavyweight Champion will defend his title in a six person Elimination Chamber match, who do you see walking away champion?


Vickie Guerrero: Well it's certainly not The Rock! With a 5 to 1 odds in the main-event, Redemption will finally be home of the World Heavyweight Championship! I know that whether it's Alberto Del Rio, Chris Jericho, CM Punk, or even Ted DiBiase, the odds are in my brand's favor, and I'm loving it. Any of those men being champion would be a breath of fresh air, and more importantly would finally bring that World title back to the best brand in XWL. I run a tight ship, and unlike Mick Foley I don't get involved in matters. The fact he had the audacity to get in the ring with one of my superstars last month at Supremacy still infuriates me.

Josh Matthews: So things aren't as friendly between you two as before?

Vickie Guerrero: They were never friendly, his brand is full of chaos, he can't control situations, he gets involved in things that he shouldn't but nothing can be done, he's the owner of this company and he exploits that every day. Like how about what he did regarding the chamber entrance numbers? CM Punk is the king of XWL, he does not deserve what Mick Foley decided. But that's fine, he chose to make The Rock and CM Punk enter as the first two, and it's going to backfire, because that leaves four other fresh Redemption superstars ready to take the helm and bring that title back to the brand it belongs on.

Josh Matthews: Well I thank you for your time, Vickie, have a good night.

Vickie Guerrero: Oh I will, Redemption is leaving with the Divas and World titles tonight,and I know that for a fact. My brand will not let me down, because they know I won't be happy if they do.

Josh leaves Vickie and she continues her walk backstage still smiling as if she knows everything will happen just as she said.



As she's about to turn the corner The current Miss Money In The Bank, Layla quickly dashes over to her with a look of concern.



Layla: Vickie!! Thank god I ran into you.

Vickie Guerrero: Layla, what's wrong? You look terrible...

Layla: Mick Foley has to be stopped! I filed a restraining order against that hardcore country nutcase Mickie James, and he went around behind my back and now I'm in a match with her tonight! I just beat her five weeks ago, what in the hell do I have to prove? This is an absolute injustice, I am the Miss Money In The Bank, dammit!

Vickie Guerrero: Whoa, slow down slow down... Can't you just defeat her again?

Layla: Of course I could...But he...He made it a no holds barred match!

Vickie Guerrero: Are you kidding me? I approved of that match stipulation for Kevin Steen and The Miz's match, because they've both got such hatred for one another, but more importantly because they're men...That's not a match type for women...Especially not when one isn't in the right mind...With ladders, chairs, trash cans...Anything that's at ringside is legal...She's even ended a career, that's just...I'm so sorry Layla.

Layla: You've gotta help me! I've won my last five matches, Mickie was one of the women I beat, I don't deserve this! Please draft me to your brand right now, it'll nullify the match contract since I wouldn't be a Breakdown diva anymore, it's my only chance! I should be preparing to cash this briefcase in tonight, not fearing for my life!

Vickie Guerrero: I can't...I mean I'd love to have you on my brand, but when we split the roster originally during the draft, we each put in exclusive clauses that prevented something exactly like this...

Layla: There's gotta be something you can do! My career's almost been ended before, it took two years to finally recover, I can't be put in a position like this, I know you thought I was just Michelle's lapdog before, but I've proven myself! I don't wanna be another Candice Michelle!

Vickie Guerrero: I'm really sorry Layla, but my hands are tied...The only thing I can think of is maybe try talking to him?

Layla: I've tried, he refuses to listen to reason, he thinks this is a match everyone wants to see, yeah watch Layla's career be ended by a psychotic bitch, that's entertainment!

Vickie Guerrero: Maybe it won't be that bad?

Layla: The woman set fire to everything I brought with me to the arena weeks ago, she escaped the clutches of five security guards, and once hung a woman by her ankle going at her with a cane as if she were a pinata! This isn't wrestling, it's a scene out of the Texas chainsaw massacre!

Vickie Guerrero: ...How about this, I'll try to go talk to Mick and see if he'll be reasoned with.

Layla: Thank you so much! I don't want my career ended, Vickie! I...I just don't want to have to step into the ring with her ever again, much less a match with no rules whatsoever!

Vickie Guerrero: I'll see what I can do, I'll let you know how it goes.

Vickie then walks off as a worried and afraid Layla stares blankly as if she were imaging everything Mickie has planned for her tonight, the camera zooms in on Layla's frightened face before fading into the next scene.

The cameras take us backstage to find Maryse storming through the back hallways with a towelette in her hands. After a few seconds a dark figure is shown running up behind her, it soon becomes obvious that it is Ted DiBiase with sweat rolling down his face, he stops panting and yells out.

Ted DiBiase: Maryse! Maryse wait!

Maryse stops and turns around to face Ted

Ted DiBiase: Hey! Hey, what are yo--

Maryse: What was that?

Ted DiBiase: What was what? What are you talking about?

Maryse: Why were you "flirting" with her!

Ted DiBiase: ...Flirting? Wha-.. Maryse, I wasn't "flirting" with her. She waved at me?

Maryse: You didn't have to wave back!

Ted DiBiase: Look Maryse, I don't know what your deal is...But I do not have the time for this! I've got a World Heavyweight Championship match tonight, my first ever one in fact, I can't deal with you if you're going to be acting like this. You showed up in my locker room last week after like seven months of no contact, I could have just told you to get lost, but you seemed genuinely sorry for what you did, so I gave you a chance...I thought we could be friends...But now I don't know.

Maryse: Look Ted, its obvious that I still have..

Maryse paused trying to force the words out of her throat

Maryse: feelings. For you. And I guess that's playing in to how I act or behave around you, I don't know. But it was just something about seeing my arch rival, and my ex-boyfriend flirting with each other. But come on, don't tell me you wouldn't be upset if I started flirting with Alberto Del Rio in the middle of one of your matches. Do you remember your match with him last week? When he was "flirting" with moi? Did I flirt back? No. I just didn't expect even you to do that to me, especially in the middle of a match.

Ted throws his arm arm behind his head scratching it for a second unsure of how to reply, while Maryse stares at him waiting for him to break the silence.

Ted DiBiase: I...Didn't really think about it like that at the time...I know what you mean...I just guess it didn't click when I was out there just then. I want this to work...I want us to be friends, but if we continue this we've both got to cut the other some slack. You're not exactly my ideal person, your tactics in that match weren't exactly "alright" in my eyes...And obviously I'm not what you'd like me to be either...We're just different people and I guess we've got to learn to tolerate some things about one another...

Maryse put her hands on her forehead, frustrated. After a moment she jerked her arms back down to her sides and let out a sigh

Maryse: Ugh! You're right.. Unfortunately, we're completely different people now. And I know that both of us would like the other to change, but being as it seems that isn't going to happen any time soon, I suppose we're forced to deal with each others antics if we want to make this work. So.. I, once again, am sorry.. For "overreacting.."

A slight smile forms on Ted's face, he seems happy she's actually agreeing.

Ted DiBiase: Exactly, it's a nice thought to think that maybe either of us would change, but the reality is we're both who we are for a reason, and to expect the other to change just because we're friends now, it's just not fair to the other. I know you enjoy being cocky, arrogant or whatever, just like I enjoy being a goof, and entertaining the members of my DiBiase Posse every chance I get!

Maryse: Ted, I love shopping, getting my hair, nails, and makeup done, tanning by the pool, eating sushi, living a high-class extravagant lifestyle. The thing is, I'm not so sure you're in to that anymore. How are we supposed to get along as friends, or maybe even more than that, if we can't even do things we enjoy together. I mean, we can't even watch the others match without cringing at the way they do things. Ted, this whole thing just confuses me, and I don't understand about any of it. The only part I do understand is that I want us to be close to one another, I don't want us to feel awkward when we talk to each other, or intimidated to even speak to one another.

Ted DiBiase: It confuses me too...I didn't expect you to come into my locker room last week, I never expected to forgive you...Just because I don't flash what I have anymore doesn't mean part of me still doesn't enjoy that...I mean my house at the beach is the perfect place to just chill by the pool, but it's also near the perfect place to go out on my boat and fish! We're into different things, but if we really want this friendship to work, we've got to be open to trying things that the other like. Like, for example...After I become World Heavyweight Champion...We could celebrate by going back to my hotel room...

Marys's eyebrow cocked up into the air and the corner of her mouth was lifted into a slight smirk if she knows where this is going and Ted smiles back at her before continuing his sentence.

Ted DiBiase: And play Monopoly!

A strange confused look crossed the face of Maryse, and she soon rolled her eyes and sighed at his poor attempt at a comedic response

Maryse: As much as I'd love to, uh.. "buy out your properties," I'll have to pass. But, if you do happen to win the World Heavyweight Championship tonight in the Elimination Chamber match..

Maryse stumbled over the large english words, but continued on with her offer

Maryse: I'll..

She struggled to say this, even worse than before

Maryse: I'll uh.. I'll-.. Go out on your boat with you.

Maryse squinted her face at the thought of what she had just partially agreed too as she waited for Ted's reaction...A sudden ecstatic smile appears on his face as he seems shocked that she even said that. He finally calms down then starts to respond.

Ted DiBiase: That sounds great! I could call up some friends, load the cooler with some bud light, some sandwiches, and just make a whole day of it! Oh you'll love it. Maryse. The calm sea air, the smell of a freshly caught fish, it's just exhilarating!

Maryse cringed at the whole idea

Maryse: Bud light? You don't have any wine? Champagne? And sandwiches??? Who eats sandwiches on a boat?

Maryse stopped and noticed the look on Ted's face reminded her of the arrangement to give in to a few things. She stopped and took a deep breath before responding

Maryse: I mean.. Sounds great!

Maryse put on a cheesy crooked smile and hoped he'd buy it

Ted DiBiase: Awesome! So look I've got to get out of this suit and change for my match later on, but in a little bit later I'm scheduled for an interview with Josh Matthews...So I was wondering if you wanted to be apart of that? I figured you like things like that so it could be cool...Unless you don't want to, in which that's cool too...

Maryse: I would actually love that. Tell you what, let me just go get out of this ring gear, and I'll meet up with you then.

His smile once again appears on his face.

Ted DiBiase: Sounds like a plan!

Maryse smiled in reply to him

Maryse: K, bye!

Maryse grabbed hold of Ted's shoulders and pulled him down to her to peck each side of his face with a kiss, typical Frenchie. She let him go and she smiled, as he looked at her, red-faced

Ted DiBiase: Uh.. Bye!

He smiled back at her and blushed as she turned and began walking away. He watched her for a moment and then turned himself. They both took a few steps without looking at each other but then they both it seems even at the same time turned back to watch the other, not expected the other to be turned around as well. They both blushed once more and went on their way as the screen on the tron goes dark

***As the previous match comes to an end with the victor celebrates on screen, the camera fades out to trailer for a re-release of a classic film***



***After airing a commercial for possibly the greatest thing to ever happen to film ever, Eye for an Eye continues, the camera switches to Mean Gene Okerlund stood by in the interview area***



Gene Okerlund: Ladies and Gentlemen, as we saw two weeks ago Macho Man Randy Savage was victorious in his debut match thwarting off the efforts of Big Daddy Cool Kevin Nash. And now it's that time of the week again, as I'm joined by the Macho Man.

***Macho Man walks into shot, as Gene Okerlund looks over to the direction Savage entered from and points***

Gene Okerlund: What was that, Macho Man?



Randy Savage: Happened so fast, you don't even know what happened. You can't recollect it, yeah.

***Gene looking abit confused, pauses for a second or two, before talking to Savage***

Gene Okerlund: Anyway, Macho Man, tonight it's Eye for an Eye Pay-Per-View, and it's a pleasure to have you joining us here tonight.

Randy Savage: Thank you Mean Gene Okerlund, and somebody, in fact two somebodies are going to find themselves riding out of the Elimination Chamber on a silver cloud, as they're declared the winners, whether it's the World title or the Intercontinental Heavyweight Championship of the World, but that's later tonight. This is the Macho Man's time, but I have to correct you on one small detail, I AM the Big Daddy Cool of the X-treme Wrestling League now, yeah.

Gene Okerlund: Well Macho Man, it's a pleasure to have you here...



***As Okerlund is speaking, Macho Man cuts him off***

Randy Savage: That's no problem Mean Gene, I'm just doing my job. YEAH!.

Gene Okerlund: And speaking of doing your job, you didn't have a match last week, why was that?

***Macho itches his beard for a moment, before responding***

Randy Savage: That's a very good question, yeah, and I'm going to answer that for you right now, because that's the kind of guy Macho Man Randy Savage is, he answers the questions. You see Mean Gene I came to the arena last week, feeling all fine and dandy, but I started feeling a bit funny, and the highly trained medical doctors told me I was too ill to compete.

Gene Okerlund: Well you seem ok to me.



Randy Savage: I'm OK NOW, but once I had recovered the show had already finished, I tried to get a match, but they told me, they can't add any more matches for no man, not even the Macho Man.

***Macho turns to Okerlund and looks at him for a second or two***

Randy Savage: You know Mean Gene, we talk every week, and you didn't even ask me what I was suffering from. What kind of friend are you? I was seriously ill you know, and you don't even seem the least bit concerned for the Macho Man Randy Savage's well being, it could of been a cold or something worse, but nobody would ever know, because you didn't ask, you have a duty to ask these questions, and that's a duty you're not fulfilling, right now.

Gene Okerlund: Well Macho, I figured it was your prerogative to whether or not you released that information.



Randy Savage: Apology Accepted, but Mean Gene it's a prerogative that I choose to invoke, you see Mean Gene, the doctors told me I had an illness, I was in fact seriously seriously ill, yeah. You know what they told me?

Gene Okerlund: What Randy? What did they tell you?

Randy Savage: I'll tell you right now, the doctors told me that I was O...C...D, yeah OCD.

***Gene Okerlund looks puzzled for a bit, taking a few seconds to reply***

Gene Okerlund: OCD?



Randy Savage: Yeah, One Cool Dude. With all the newly acquired coolness I got from becoming XWL's Biggest Coolest Daddy two weeks ago, it was just too much for me to handle. The Cool/Macho scale was all out of whack. So the doctors told me I had to inject myself with some Macho Madness, and now the beat goes on.

Gene Okerlund: And the beat goes on?

Randy Savage: And the beat goes on, yeah Macho Man's first ever pay-per-view in the XWL, and I'm not even on the card, and Mach knows those people out there in the arena and the millions watching at home, wanted to see the Macho Man in action here tonight. And as I made my way to the General Managers office, I overheard a monitor, and on that monitor I heard Jeff Hardy, yeah,



Randy Savage: Talking about how he's the best and how HE should be the one getting a title shot tonight, well you know what I say to that, I say too bad, Jeffrey, back of the line. Straight to the back, yeah, so far down the ladder, you can't even see the ladder anymore, and who's quickly climbing up that ladder, The Macho Man, yeah, so far up the ladder, going straight the space, and that's the place Mean Gene. And where is it? I don't know, but that's where I'm going. Could take years, could take days, could even only take a few seconds, but the length of the journey doesn't matter, yeah, because Macho Madness will be running wild once I get there, just like it is in the XWL.

***Randy Savage pulls a towel out of his robe and places it on Okerlunds shoulder***



Randy Savage: This right here is a crying towel, make sure that reaches Jeffrey Nero, yeah. Because he's going to need it tonight, I've had enough of his moaning, and since I don't have a match tonight, why don't I do something about it? And I am doing something about it, right now. Jeff Hardy, I'm challenging you to a match, tonight, yeah.

Gene Okerlund: You're challenging Jeff Hardy to a match here tonight?

Randy Savage: Yeah, that's right Mean Gene, and I want Jeff to be a man for once in his life and accept his fate, by the hands of the Macho Man, the top of the line, like a Royals Royce, top of the line, the cream of the crop, the best wrestler in this company, and the entire world, and before I forget I get a present for Jeffrey Nero.

***Randy now also pulls out a garbage can from his robe and holds it up for the cameras***



Gene Okerlund: It's a garbage can.

Randy Savage: A garbage can, yeah, because he's just like that stuff he's takes, Junk, and where does junk go, in the garbage, just like the rest of the XWL roster. Because comparatively speaking, when there's the Macho Man, everyone's else is just that, garbage, yeah, I've already got the champagne on ice for later tonight after I come out victorious. And that time is getting near. YEAH!

Gene Okerlund: Champagne? What kind? With Strawberries?

Randy Savage: Strawberries? What kind of man has Champagne with Strawberries?

***Savage pauses, and does a 180 degree turn and looks out of shot for a moment for turning back around and continuing to talk***



Randy Savage: Doesn't matter. Nothing matters. Nothing matters but nothing. Apart from the Macho Man Randy Savage, the tower of power, too sweet to be sour, you know it Mean Gene, and demand that the spotlight, goes, on top, of me. Because I ammmm Macho Man Randy Savage, and you are not, and neither is anybody else. Oh yeah Jeffrey Nero climb into the garbage can, because comparatively speaking you are nothing, but garbage.

***Randy Savage storms off the set, and he's heard shouting off camera***

Randy Savage: Straight to the top!

Gene Okerlund: Well that was Macho Man Randy Savage, issuing a challenge to Jeff Hardy tonight, and now it's time to go back to ringside!

***As Gene Okerlund finishes his line the camera fades out, and switches to a shot high up in the arena, as the Macho Man's theme hits the arena***

*We go backstage to see Justin Gabriel standing by*

[Justin Gabriel]
Tonight, I step into the most brutal match of my career. I'm going into it on the best form of my life. and Going into it with a victory over the so called Champion. The past two week, I've showed Dwayne that I mean buisness and tonight will be no different. I deserve to be the champion, nobody else. This is my time, The Rock is the past. I am the future and XWL needs a new face to lead it into the future. Everybody is tired of the same old faces with that title.. Rock..Jericho their time is gone. The Rock may have been standing tall last week, But that's only because CM Punk hit me with the GTS. And I don't blame Punk for doing it, I'd have done the same thing If I was in his position because It's smart.. It shows that you are always aware and willing to take chances. Chances like that can win you matches, and That's exactly what I'll do tonight.

[Justin Gabriel]
I'm not going to be rushing into the Chamber when my Pod opens. I'm going to pick my moments to strike. That's how these chambers are won, Rushing into it won't help you because they will be 5 other men in that chamber, all wanting to get at you and eliminate you. I'm just going to let them rip each other apart. The I'm going to walk out of this poor excuse of a town tonight with the World heavyweight championship. Then finally that title will no longer be tarnished, it will be held by a true..deserving champion. The Rock deserves NOTHING in this business, he threw it all away when he left this business behind. The Rock can run his mouth all he wants, he can make all the jokes he wants but tonight isn't the for talking, it's the time for action. I've let me actions do the talking for me the past few week, I've owned The Rock and tonight is going to be no different.

[Justin Gabriel]
I'm clearly the most deserving in this chamber. Ted DiBiaise deserves nothing, and it makes me sick that he's even considered a potential champion. Chris Jericho's time as gone and he should leave that title for people who can take this company into the future. Alberto Del Rio... is a joke, I don't even know why he's in this Elimination Chamber, The guy hasn't won a match in months. and Finally CM Punk... I said last week that I respect Punk more than anybody in this chamber... and I do. CM Punk is actually the only other person deserving to be in this chamber tonight and I hope it comes down to me and CM Punk.... So we can finally decide who is truly... The best in the world.

*Gabriel walks off screen as we go back to ringside*

[XWL returns from a commercial break, and suddenly Chavo’s theme hits eliciting a negative reaction out of the fans.]



[ Chavo’s theme continues to play, but there’s no sign of Chavo. Finally he walks out, only he’s not dressed for wrestling.]



[The boos subside and are place by the sound of confusion as members of the audience try to figure out what’s going on.]



[Chavo climbs up the stairs and pauses for a bit as he takes in the scene around him. Some crowd members are booing while others hold up signs that make it clear they want Bret Hart to walk away with the victory in their encounter. Chavo then gets into the ring and asks for a mic, and waits for the noise to die down before he begins to speak.]



{Chavo}
There’s no need to worry or fret, your Hitman is here; I’m still wrestling Bret. But I didn’t come out here to rhyme, nor was it my original intention to bless you all with my presence before my match in the first place. Thing is, I had a lot of time to think between Redemption and tonight and my thoughts took me on quite the rollercoaster ride. I was on quite the high as I realized that my time to stand across the ring from Bret Hart was drawing closer. But then I thought longer and harder and more logically about the entire situation until my mood about things went completely downhill as the reality that I’d be standing across the ring from Bret Hart sunk in.

[Chavo pauses for a moment and the crowd isn’t quite booing as they are unsure how to interpret that last statement.]



{Chavo}
I’ll admit that I got carried away last week, and I’ll also admit that I don’t have the mindset that I thought I would heading into this match. But I’ll never admit to being wrong about going after Bret for refusing to let things go. His time is over, and him repeatedly coming back trying to hold onto what he can is just embarrassing. However, that’s thing; his time is over, he shouldn’t be backstage struggling to fit into his old tights.

[Chavo pauses for a moment and rubs his hand over his mouth as he struggles to find the right words.]

{Chavo}
Bret… what I’m trying is… I don’t want to wrestle you.

[The boos begin immediately as the crowd takes that as Chavo punking out. Chavo shakes his head and waits for the noise to subside a bit before he begins to speak again.]



{Chavo}
You are not the Bret Hart of legend, you are not the Bret Hart who took Shawn Michaels to his limit, you are not anything anymore but a washed up has been who can’t put the past behind. You are not a wrestler anymore Bret, you have nothing to prove by wrestling tonight & I have nothing to prove by making you tap out. I’m not going to turn any heads by wrestling a man who has over a decade’s worth of ring rust, I need to face people who are somewhat on my level, and you just don’t make the cut.

[The boos continue as Chavo walks over to the ropes and raises the mic to his lips one more time.]

{Chavo}
No puedo hacer, Bret, lo siento.

[Chavo drops the mic and gives the crowd the once over as chants of ‘Chavo’s scared’. He shakes his head and makes it halfway through the ropes when…]



*Bret Hart's theme begins to play as The Hitman enters with a referee behind him to the crowds delight. Bret is dressed in his old Pink and Black Hart Dynasty Attire with his signature sunglasses covering his expression.*

{King}
It looks like Bret Hart wants this match to happen seeing as he brought a referee with him!

{Cole}
Chavo doesn't even have on his ring attire, this match will not happen! Bret should be thanking Chavo for refusing to embarrass The Hitman by making him tap! The only way that Bret could win is if he cheated which is why I'm surprised that Bret even showed up tonight after Vickie announced in an XWL Exclusive interview earlier today that she is refusing to make Bret versus Chavo a No Disqualification Match and that instead it would be a Normal Submission Match in order to, and I quote; "ensure the safety of Bret Hart". Bret was not pleased about this and refused to do an interview with Josh Matthews earlier tonight on Vickie's decision.

*The crowd cheers as Bret quickly makes his way down the ramp never taking his eyes off of Chavo as he climbs the steps and into the ring*



*Bret requests a mic, glares at Chavo, and holds up one finger as he begins to speak*

Bret
You disrespected me, *Bret holds out another finger* You disrespected my family name *Bret holds up a final finger* and most importantly you disrespected these fans.. *The crowd pops*.. There is no way in hell that you are going to walk out of this ring without dealing with me first!

[Chavo holds Bret’s gaze for a moment until he finally breaks it so he can pick up the mic he dropped on the mat.]



{Chavo}
Why should you give a damn about the way I treat these people? They refuse to give me the respect I more than deserve, and if you truly believe they care about you, then … chuckles… then you’re stupider than I thought.

[The crowd boos and ‘oohs’ and Bret takes a step closer to Chavo clearly not amused. Chavo takes a step back and continues to speak.]

{Chavo}
The people, your so called ‘fans’out here chanting your name could care less about you, Bret. They don’t care that you haven’t wrestled in years, they don’t care that you had a stroke, they only want to be entertained because those are the kind of selfish pricks who attend these events. They’d rather see you wrestle ‘one more match’ at the expense of your health because they truly don’t care what happens to you. But you see, I care Bret. I don’t want you to break a hip in our match, nor do I want you to leave another company because you lost a match after you tapped. It doesn’t have to go that way, Bret, just do away with that false sense of pride, get of the ring and leave.

*Bret looks towards the crowd as they continue to boo Chavo, he then looks back at Chavo and begins to speak but stops before he even utters a word. He then looks back to the crowd for a rather long moment before dropping the mic and slowly exiting the ring to the crowd's dismay. As Bret makes his way down the last step Chavo turns his back to Bret as he hands his mic back to the tech crew, while his back is turned we see Bret place his sunglasses onto the face of a smiling kid in the crowd, The Hitman then sheds his jacket and boldly marches back towards the ring as the crowd begins to cheer wildly. Chavo turns around to see what the crowd is cheering about and sees Bret entering the ring again with a stern look*


[Chavo watches Bret for a while but does nothing as the Crowd’s cheers intensify with every step Bret takes towards Chavo until they are face to face in the middle of the ring. Chavo can be heard saying ‘Don’t make me do it Bret. Don’t let things end this way.’ Bret doesn’t respond with a single word but instead with a stinging slap that causes Chavo to stagger backwards. Chavo rubs his now bright red jaw and the anger begins to show on his face. He goes for a sucker punch but Bret blocks it and nails Chavo with a punch of his own knocking him to the ground. Bret reaches for Chavo’s legs but Chavo is able to scramble away and quickly rolls out of the ring. Chavo keeps his eyes locked on Bret has he walks backward up the ramp until a fan’s sign catches his attention.]



[Chavo yells some inaudible things to the man before finally snatching the sign away from him and tearing it straight down the middle. Chavo tosses the pieces of paper on the ground, and then looks at Bret and says ‘That’s gonna be you, Hitman.’ Bret doesn’t appear to be phased at all and returns Chavo’s stare while the fans chant ‘You still got it!’ as the screen fades to black and XWL heads to a commercial break.]