The sounds fill the speakers and coming from the back is a woman on a mission. A mission from inside her own head that is, she takes a slow walk onto the stage and fixes her pigtails. Putting her palm into a fist she raises both her arms up halfway and looks to both sides of her.
[[Michael Cole]] All the physical torment she has been through has brought her to this dark eerie place. The music speaks for itself, she’s not the person she used to be. That’s all thanks to Michelle McCool. Heading into this title match for the Women’s Championship, she’ll get the chance at evening up the score with Michelle, even with having her number. The last two matches, Yim has been able to escape with the win. [/color]
[[JBL]] The win because she refuses to be made a fool of. Michelle underestimated her and that made her look like the fool in bitter defeat.
[[Jerry Lawler]] The stakes are high here tonight, one of them will be the new Women’s Champion if Layla is unable to even make it to the arena!
An even slower stride at the curve of the rampway and stays directly in the middle away from the fans in risk of touching or patting her. Mia smiles and heads over to the steps and changes her mind. A quick roll in and she’s near the turnbuckle.
[[JBL]] Serves her right, Layla was a tough champion but you have to be a lot more than that to survive the amount of women coming after you wanting to take you out. That’s what Mia did, she took her out and blindsided her with an attack. It was carefully plotted and it turned the tables to her favor.
[[Michael Cole]] She made an emphatic statement when the title was in the middle of the ring, a Package Piledriver that has since put Layla on the shelf. That’s the question looming over everyone’s head here tonight. Will Layla compete in this match and defend the belt she earned against Eva Marie at Final Stand? Or could this be her own Final Stand?
A grip with her long nails over the 2nd rope on each side of her, she jumps quickly to the top with her foot on the turnbuckle. Slapping her kick pad and lifting her head up closing her eyes the music fades. The smile still hasn’t left her face and she gets off the turnbuckle motioning the belt is coming home with her. Leaning against the apron Mia looks around as the crowd VICIOUSLY boos but she simply brushes them off and remains focused. Her eye’s fixed on the ramp way awaiting her opponent, and the women she viciously attacked last week, Michelle McCool. The camera cuts back to the commentators
[[Jerry Lawler]] If you mean trying to take Michelle’s head off, then yeah, Mia is hell bent on being champion. I think you guys are forgetting the most important question here. Just what is the condition of our champion? After all as far as we know Layla hasn’t been medically cleared to compete. Which has to be eating away at her right about now. I mean can you imagine how she feels sitting back there not knowing whether or not she can compete. Watching and waiting to see her friend Michelle and Mia tear each other apart. All over this title that Layla doesn’t even have to be pinned to lose?
[[Michael Cole]] You’ve got a point there King and honestly I really do feel bad for Layla. She watched helplessly this past week as these two tore each other apart all around this arena and now, because of the way they acted, she may not even be in this match for her own championship. As much as I respect Stephanie I do have to question her motives here.
[[JBL]] How dare you question Miss McMahon’s authority Michael. She should have you fired right here right now. Stephanie was only doing what she thought was best for the champion. After all it’s not like she didn’t try and stop these two. So why should she compete tonight. It’s called protecting your investments. As far as I’m concerned she’s doing Layla a favor!
King goes to speak as Cole simply shakes his head when the camera cuts to the stage and after a minute the lights begin to turn to a light blue and a few seconds later a familiar theme begins to play throughout the speakers of the arena
Just as King was getting ready to offer a retort the arenas graced with the presence of the often classed First Lady Of Flawless Michelle McCool. As her music begins to play briefly for a few minutes several camera men begin darting around the stage trying to catch a glimpse of Michelle. As we saw this previous week she can’t be in the best of shape and she’s sure to not be in this best of moods either.
As the camera men continue to search for Michelle one of the ringside camera men focuses on the other opponent in tonights matchup, Mia Yim. In doing so her expression changes a bit. She now seems more focused than she was previously. Her eyes glued to the stage awaiting the person she almost single-handedly took out last week after one hell of a battle throughout the entire arena. Mia slowly starts to walk towards the side of the ring near the ramp when the camera darts to the stage as none other than Michelle makes her way out onto the top of the stage
[[JBL]] Well there she is folks. Michelle’s alive after all and would you look at that look of determination on her face. If I were a betting man I’d say that she’s got one goal on her mind. Not only does she want to take that title but she’ll stop at nothing to make sure Mia doesn’t get it.
[[Jerry Lawler]] Can you blame her JBL? These two women absolutely destroyed each other last week and all Michelle was trying to do was make sure her friend wasn’t viciously attacked by that crazy girl Mia Yim. You saw the look on Mia’s face. Who knows what she would’ve done if she got her hands on Layla. Michelle did the right thing by coming out there and putting a stop to it.
The camera cuts back to the stage as Michelle stands there. A sparkly blue and silver embezzled hoodie covering her arms and the top of her head. She stands still at the top of the stage for a few minutes soaking everything in. Realizing that, after tonight, she can finally get back the chance to be THE women in the company again but knowing that she’ll do it with a change in her heart. A sense of pride. A sense of belonging. A need to prove to everyone that she wants to be THEIR champion.
After a few moments she slowly makes her way down the ramp way. Several of her fans begin cheering for her patting her on the back and the arms as she makes her way past them. She smiles lightly and walks a bit slower to take all of it in. When suddenly she spots her. Mia Yim. The woman who tried just last week to take Michelle out once and for all. Suddenly Michelle’s demeanor changes. She glares in Mia’s direction and now walks with a purpose. It’s now not just about proving she can do it it’s about avenging the wrong’s Mia tried to commit the previous week against Michelle’s friend, and current Women’s champion, Layla. Michelle approaches the stairs and as she goes up them she looks towards Mia locking eyes with her as she walks up each stair into the ring
[[Michael Cole]] That right there guys is the look of a determined woman. I can see that fire in Michelle’s eyes. It’s much more than just a championship match tonight. For her tonight is about writing a wrong done to her last week. As she was only coming to the aid of her long time friend. I know how some have said Michelle’s not perfect but she’s owned up to that recently and I just can’t imagine what’s going through her head right about now.
Michelle finally takes her eyes off Mia and holds onto her hood as she steps through the ropes and makes her way across the ring to the turnbuckle. Walking with purpose the fans begin to cheer. Michelle places one arm on the corner and the other on the opposite corner before stepping up with both feet. She pauses for a minute and leans hunched over and slowly begins to rise as the fans begin to cheer. In that same moment she slowly lowers her hood and tosses it backwards. Her long blond locks fall freely against her shoulders. After a moment she smiles and looks around and raises her arms into the air as the crowd begins to cheer she soaks it all in. As she gets down she locks eyes with Mia but simply brushes her off and turns and leans against the corner hoping her BFF Layla will make her way through the curtain
[[Jerry Lawler]] Well folks here we go. Mia’s out here. Michelle’s out here. Now the question on everyone’s minds.. Is Layla medically cleared to compete and are we going to have a triple threat match for her Women’s Championship. Or are we going to definitely have a new champion as these two rival’s battle it out to see just who can beat who?
[[JBL]] Like I told the both of you earlier, Stephanie’s a busniness women first and foremost. If she believe’s Layla’s not medically cleared to compete then she’s not going to compete. That’s just what’s best for business and everyone else will just have to get over it. She could’ve just called the match off altogether but she didn’t so you two need to quit worrying and just trust she’ll do the right thing.
THE moment has arrived...Michelle's theme silences, and all eyes, be it the challengers in the ring, the woman that left Layla in this predicament, or her long time friend, or any person in the audience...turn to the stage, awaiting the answer to the question that has plagued us all for almost three weeks now...will Layla be medically cleared? After a picture perfect return on the grandest stage of them all, ended the wicked queen's reign, and reclaiming the title she hadn't held since back when her XWL career all began...she now finds that reign in jeopardy, for if she's not cleared, this triple threat....will be contested as a one on one between Mia Yim and Michelle McCool.
Silence, nothing but silence...the camera cuts to a shot of Michelle, hoping her friend will come down that ramp any second now, but that hope slowly dwindles the longer she doesn't. Next we see Mia Yim, with a dastardly smile, knowing the answer she's known since she package piledrove Layla into The Women's Championship after disrupting her defense against Michelle McCool. She eliminated the champion, she's not coming out, because she made sure she wouldn't be able to...
The referee looks around, then turns to Lillian, whispers something in her ear, to which she disappointingly nods, and raises her mic, as she motions for the timekeeper to ring the first bell.
[Lillian Garcia] The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for X..W...L...WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP!
Instead of cheers over the fact we're about to see a title match, the audience is deflated...Miami is Layla's hometown, and the realization that they won't be seeing her defend her title in, just kills the mood.
[Lillian Garcia] Per the order of Stephanie McMahon, due to the fact that Layla has not been medically cleared, this match will continue without her, and it will be contested for the now vacant Women's Championship.
[[Michael Cole]] Oh gee, this is just...it's hard to stomach. Layla's now reliving the same thing that happened to her when she first held The Women's Championship almost eight years ago...
[[JBL]] It's not as if Stephanie intentionally did this, her health comes first, and if she can't make it, the division has to thrive while she's on the shelf, and it needs a champion to do that.
[[Jerry Lawler]] When we said she came full circle at Final Stand, I never thought she'd actually make a full circle back to having to give up a championship she didn't lose...
[Lillian Garcia] Introducing first, from San Diego California, Mia....Y-
Right as Mia began to pose, arrogantly at that, the roof blows off the fucking building as the sound of Layla's more upbeat music cuts Lillian's introduction off, and sends the entire arena into a mass cheer, popping out of their seats, they have come back alive...as the lights blink hues of pink and purple, the American Airlines Center quite simply put, are losing their shit.
[[Michael Cole]] CAN IT BE?!
[[JBL]] THERE'S NO FREAKING WAY!
[[Jerry Lawler]] I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
Disgusted immediately as she hears Layla's music, Mia looks more shocked than anyone in the building...she more than anyone, thought that she had ensured Layla wouldn't compete tonight, surely this is a trick, surely there's no way she failed to keep the champion out of her own defense as she had thought? Michelle however, is delighted, a smile reappears on her face, in fact a smile appears on everyone all as they hear her music first hit, the referee, Lillian, nobody wanted to see Layla forced to sit on the sidelines as these two challengers duked it out for the right to be the new champion, well...nobody except Mia Yim who practically orchestrated her attack several weeks ago to guarantee it. The lights dim at the stage, and after moments of added suspense....WE SEE A FIGURE EMERGE FROM THE BACK!
[[Michael Cole]] IT IS, IT'S REALLY HER!
[[JBL]] HOW?!
With a veil matching her attire over her head, and the Women's Championship proudly on display around her waist...THE XWL WOMEN'S CHAMPION LAYLA STEPS OUT INTO FULL VIEW, AND THE CHEERS GET LOUDER, AND LOUDER! This isn't some trick, THIS IS HAPPENING, LAYLA IS OUT HERE, SHE IS GEARED UP, AND THAT CAN ONLY MEAN ONE THING, SHE'S BEEN CLEARED!
Both hands on each side of the veil, Layla does a mini twirl, the camera zooming in as a very, VERY flawless smirk appears on her face, as her eyes loom down the ramp, right at the woman that is incredibly unhappy to see her on the stage right now.
[[Michael Cole]] Layla has always been someone we cannot underestimate, she's proven it time and time again, every single time we begin to doubt her, she shows us why we never...EVER should.
[[Jerry Lawler]] Not to mention several have tried to take her out, and failed...only ending up getting taken out themselves instead...one has to wonder, if Mia's going to join a long list that will regret messing with Layla for the rest of her days.
[[JBL]] Oh come on, there's no way she's a hundred percent, she might be cleared, which I'm expecting Stephanie to come out any second now to tell us Layla's gone rogue again and in fact still isn't....but even if she is, there is no way she's in any condition to be put through the brutality we are sure to witness in this match.
[[Michael Cole]] When it comes to Layla, there's always a way. Remember when Mick Foley put her in the first ever Hell in a Cell match the Women's Division had ever, and still has ever seen forcing her to defend her Miss Money in The Bank Briefcase against Mickie James? Nobody thought she had it in her to compete in, much less serve, much even less, WIN such a match, but she did, and she's done that in so many other matches since then. Layla is a special kind of competitor, and that's why deep down I knew there was no way she would miss this match. She's come too far to go back to square one, to endure the emotional pain she felt within her first thirty days apart of this company.
The smirk soon fades, as a huge smile replaces it...the cheers, the love it's all making this moment that much better, to know that she's going to be defending her championship in front of her hometown fans, in what's sure to be an incredible match...it fills her with more joy than we could ever know. The fans are just as joyous, the camera cutting away from Layla as she descends the ramp, and to a sign welcoming Layla "home."
Back to Layla she gleefully paces down the ramp, slapping hands of fans along her way to the ring, as she nears the very end of the ramp, The Women's Champion looks at her title around her waist. Layla takes a deep breath, continuing forward, hopping up onto the apron knee first, then slowly she steps into the ring, pulling her veil off and throwing her arm up as she shouts "TIME TO BRING THE HEAT, MIAMI!"
[[Michael Cole]] Of course tonight Downpour is live to you from Miami, Florida, the champion's hometown, and of course before pursuing wrestling she was a dancer for the Miami Heat.
[[Jerry Lawler]] And that's one thing she always brings, the heat.
[[JBL]] Except the heat is on her tonight, because there's no doubt in my mind that she isn't fully recovered from the assault from Mia Yim several weeks ago, she may be "ready to go" but I don't think she's ready for what this match has in store for her.
[[Michael Cole]] Again you can't make a claim like that, a lot of people doubted if she'd be able to comeback after only a month of training at Final Stand when she met Eva Marie for The Women's Championship yet she pulled it off, and proved that once you've got it, you never truly lose it.
[[Jerry Lawler]] Real talk.
[[JBL]] Don't you ever say that again.
As Layla heads to the ropes she passes Michelle and the two exchange a friendly nod. A few steps closer she sees Mia, then simply points to the championship around her waist, and then mockingly blows her a kiss, truly exuding that classic Layla confidence we've grown to love over the years. Her foot steps up onto the bottom rope, then she positions her leg over the top rope, getting into position for her signature pose as she then slides to her left, lying across the ropes.
As she raises back up, she undoes the belt from around her waist, and lifts her Women's Championship high in the air to another loud pop from The American Airlines Center. Savoring the moment for a couple of seconds, The British Beauty then dismounts the ropes, and tosses her veil to the outside floor, setting her championship around her shoulder, and stepping over to Lillian Garcia. She smiles, holding her hand out, and it's clear she'd like to borrow her microphone. With a happy smile in return, Lillian hands it over, and that's when Layla's music stops playing, as she twirls the mic around in her hand, looking around the ring.
[Layla] First of all, Miami....I love you too.
The cheers again get louder for a moment, while Layla's gaze shifts to the woman that left her chance of defending her title tonight in jeopardy.
[Layla] Secondly....
Layla grab something off the edge of the inside of her shorts, and it appears to be a folded up piece of paper.
[Layla] This right here...
Giving no slight hint of a damn, Layla gets right in the face of Mia Yim, raising the note up just as close.
[Layla] This is a clean bill of health, choke on it bitch.
As the audience let's out a resounding "OOOOOHHHHH!!!!"She flat out shoves it into her face,, the referee almost has a psychic vision as to what's about to happen as the note is almost shoved right at Mia's mouth, he quickly gets in between to the two, Mia lunging forward a second too late to get any of Layla.
[[Michael Cole]] Oh my....
[[JBL]] Is that really necessary?
[[Jerry Lawler]] Was it really necessary for Mia Yim to attempt to sideline Layla to prevent her from being able to defend her own title?
[[Michael Cole]] Layla is certainly not being shy about what she thinks of Mia Yim. But there you have it, she's gotten a clean bill of health, so John looks like she's competing in this match after all.
[[JBL]] Maybe she forged it like Sasha Banks...
[[Michael Cole]] Considering Stephanie strictly said an XWL doctor had to clear her I highly doubt it.
Layla walks back over to Lillian, happily handing the mic back over, to which she thanks Layla then signals the time keeper to restart the bell for the introductions.
[Lillian Garcia] The following Triple Threat Match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for....The X...W...L...Women's Championship!
Unlike before, the reaction is a complete 180, loud cheers, excited for the match they know they're about to witness.
[Lillian Garcia] Introducing first, the challenger....from Palatka, Florida....MICHELLE...MCCOOL!
Being another Floridian, Michelle mounts the second rope, savoring cheers as she then motions the titles coming home with her.
[Lillian Garcia] Next, the other challenger....from San Diego California, MIA...YIM!
The blue haired newcomer makes less of a fuss, simply staring with a sinister smile at the Women's Championship currently within Layla's grasp.
[Lillian Garcia] Their opponent, she is the CURRENT....X..W...L....Women's Champion...from right here in Miami Florida....LAYLA!
A thunderous applause follows, as Layla grabs her championship belt with both hands, thrusting it into the air, proudly showcasing it before each of her challengers. After lowering it, the referee holds his hand out, and she nods, knowing she must hand it over. But before she passes it to him, she stares at it, then plants a big kiss on it. Lillian exits the ring, and the referee walks over to Michelle, then Mia, showing it to them, and then takes center position in the ring, raising it up for all to see. Once he does, he lowers it, then passes it to someone through the ropes, and readies all three women for the start of the match.
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[[Michael Cole]] OH MY GOD, Mia Yim with a Tope Con Hilo throwing her body to the wind. Layla has collided HARD with the announce table.
[[JBL]] Good lord, these women are going to tear this whole place apart! I've never seen anything like it.
[[Jerry Lawler]] They almost knocked off my headset it was so impactful.
[[Michael Cole]] A good enough time than ever, we want to take you back to what happened earlier in the match up before they were out here near us.
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[[JBL]] felt that superkick all the way from over here, it was a beauty for the ages!
[[Michael Cole]] The Roundhouse that clocked Mia Yim in the back of the head, look at this as she comes around in one fluid motion and hits McCool included!
[[Jerry Lawler]] Talk about one fluid motion, the Fallaway Slam given to Michelle caught her up in the ropes and then a double whammy with the steel steps.. She'll be feeling that tomorrow, what a devastating fall!
[[JBL]] I love this stuff, and the match is still going on. Plenty a'more highlights to come.
After the Tope Con Hilo, Mia Yim is seen clutching at the hind of her right left leg that felt the brunt of the announce table. Layla is still catching flies and Michelle is laid beside the apron with one arm hanging onto it. The referee is beside himself, as it's a Triple Threat so there's no count to make, he just has to wait for the three women to recover.
After lying around the floor, clawing at the apron, suddenly all 3 women somehow find a burst of energy and slide into the ring before the count of 10. The crowd gives it up for the women still staying in the fight. "ALL THESE WOMEN""ALL THESE WOMEN" Even after all they've been through, they are back up on their feet and not showing their wounds of war.
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[[Michael Cole]] This is our reality, The future we face, The entire world cannot believe what they are witnessing.
[[JBL]] Better believe it, we have ourselves a NEW champion in the likes of Mia Yim.
[[Michael Cole]] That’s the only way you can describe it, there were no cheap tactics at play here tonight. Every woman for themselves and we see the change flood the building in the American Airlines Center.
Hell has frozen over, Mia Yim has become the XWL Women’s Champion. These three women gave it their all and only one was able through the many doubting her. Shutting down every naysayer possible, Mia has pulled out an absolute miracle, Layla was clinging onto her legacy in the entirety of this match. A chapter ends to finish the book and another book is written off the expense of the first. Still not believing this is happening Mia is on both of her knees after the pinfall starstrucked. Letting her eyes gravitate towards the belt, Earl Hebner presents it to her and a waterfall of tears come from her crystal blue eyes. Without hesitation, the belt is dropped onto her hands and the fans are still more concerned with the well being of Layla. Holding onto what seems to be her neck, Earl comes to her aid and Yim cannot stop from smiling.
The close of up of Mia sees the meanstreak is well enough alive, she was tested here tonight and everyone wasn’t in her corner. She never stopped believing in herself. Closing in on her, the camera focuses on the belt side to side against her face. Who thought we’d ever see Mia Yim power through the competition this fast. The crowd still having their eyes turned to Layla who is able to lift her shoulder up to carry her body weight.
Showing the title to the fans rubbing it in their faces, sticking her tongue out she looks directly at Layla who doesn’t care to look in her direction. Mia locks eyes with Layla and tilts her head, now having the title belt in a deathgrip. Seeing the plate still having Layla’s name engraved it into it. With disgust she stares at it talking to herself. “YOU THOUGHT. YOU THOUGHT THIS WAS YOURS!” Pointing to the plate laughing and then makes her way over to Earl who is still checking up on Layla to see if she’s stable enough to not need medical attention. On her way to Earl she threatens to kick the hand of Michelle who is still frozen and mumbling to herself after being unable to save Layla. Her world is crumbling inside her head and Yim is loving every single second of this.
“RAISE MY HAND, RIGHT NOW.. I’M THE CHAMPION. SHE’S LAST COUPLE MINUTES AGO’S NEWS.”She says to Earl who is now dragged away from Layla who is against the bottom turnbuckle distraught. Yim turns from mean queen into the queen with her smile from ear to ear. Her hand raised high above with the title right where it belongs. Michelle goes to check on Layla after snapping out of her trance of embarrassment. Layla and Michelle look at the monster they created. Waving at them both, Yim heads out of the ring via the 2nd ropes hightailing it to the ramp and takes a quick bow before leaving them in their woes.
[[Jerry Lawler]] This is a horror story that unfolded, Layla didn’t see this coming and neither did Michelle!
[[JBL]] This has got to be the best outcome she could have hoped for. After causing a ruckus after arriving onto the scene. The same woman that brought her in Layla, she knew that being champion you should always have eyes in the back of your head.. Or else this would happen. She called up Stephanie and saw the talent Mia Yim had inside of her. The potential to be a new addition to the women’s division. Yim had lust in her eyes from the moment she stood in this place. She strategically took Layla’s good heart and stomped it out of her chest.
[[Michael Cole]] Yeah John, but you have to remember who started the murder trail that Mia eventually went down. It was Michelle, the best friend of Layla that antagonized and pushed Mia over the edge.
[[Jerry Lawler]] McCool pushed her into Crazy Town!
[[JBL]] She was crazy enough to interrupt the title match a couple weeks ago, and now after sending message after message. It led to this very moment, where Mia Yim is riding high with her title off into the sunset.
[[Michael Cole]] Layla had everything to lose and nothing to gain at that point. It was the fight for her life and we didn’t even know she could be able to compete tonight. We know for sure she wasn’t 100 percent as she wanted to be.
[[JBL]] You can talk about how she wasn’t ready, when your champion you have to overcome adversary. She gave it her all, TONIGHT it just wasn’t good enough and that’s why you keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
The referee kneels down to Layla, she's been lying there since the conclusion of the match, and she's noticeably very emotional. To have wondered if she'd even be cleared to compete tonight, being cleared, to having perhaps her most hellacious title defense to date, to now lying there..having lost her championship. It's bittersweet, she spoke of how she didn't want to have this Women's Championship reign end as her first had, by having it stripped from her, by never being pinned to lose it...so in some regard, of course she's gotta be at least a little happy that she was simply bested for it.
But this comeback was so picture perfect, until a few weeks ago when things took a terrifying turn for the worse. Michelle stands there still, beating herself up for being one second shy of breaking up that final pin...if she was just one second faster, perhaps this wouldn't be the outcome.
[[Michael Cole]] Layla fought hard tonight, you can't deny that, for a woman that wasn't medically cleared a week ago, she gave tonight everything she had, and then some.
[[JBL]] That's the nature of this business, you give it your all, but sometimes your all isn't good enough.
The Miami fans begin to cheer, loud, giving Layla a growing to be standing ovation for her efforts tonight, the cheers cause Layla to stir, the referee steps back. The British Beauty then pulls herself up to her hands and knees, staring down at the canvas, and a tear falls off her face, making contact with the mat.
She remains there for a moment, and the audience begin a "You're Still Flawless!" "You're Still Flawless!" chant.
[[Michael Cole]] The XWL Universe paying Layla a great deal of respect, yes she is, she is still very much so, flawless.
[[Jerry Lawler]] This was a rough night, but as we've seen before, there's no doubt that Layla will bounce back from this.
[[JBL]] Nobody does it better.
The continuing chant brings Layla's head up, staring at the overwhelming support on all sides of her, a smile comes across her face...fueling her to push up with both hands, and finally make it to her feet. Layla stands there, in awe of the love, a bit worse for wear, but able to leave on her own two feet, the way she always does. Michelle slowly approaches Layla, repeatedly saying she's "so sorry" but before she can repeat it any longer Layla embraces her in a hug, bringing the cheers up to loud tone once more.
[[Michael Cole]] Those two have been through a lot together, but that is the definition of respect, to go from beating the hell out of each other, to hugging in the middle of that same ring where it all happened.
[[JBL]] No matter how much either woman changes, deep down they'll always be Lay-Cool.
Layla's head shifts to the side, and her mouth gets close to Michelle's ear, whispering something, that seconds later appears to be a request. For she lets go of Layla, then leans through the ropes beckoning for a microphone. Quickly she receives one, then she heads back over to Layla, handing it to her. Layla takes a deep breath, still smiling from the love she's feeling from Miami, and the XWL Universe in general, then raises the mic up.
[Layla] I don't know, how to say this...without crying, without...bursting into the ugliest cry anyone's ever seen...but, I'm going to do my best.
You can see the tears already drying on Layla's face, and even more tears waiting in the wings of her eyes to come join them.
[Layla] I just, I want to thank you, ALL...of you, for....for EVERYTHING...for booing me, for cheering me....for watching me over these last Eight years become something you, me, or anyone ever thought I could be. I was The Diva Search Winner, just another pretty face, someone that didn't know what the hell she was doing, or why she was doing it. But then, then something clicked, I don't remember when, or why...but, when I started training, slowly I noticed something, that...the bumps, they hurt so good, just listening the crowd backstage...it made me wish that one day, I'd feel even half that reaction...
Saying that, despite some uneasiness in her demeanor, and tone...the audience loudly cheers, and Layla knows she's felt that and then some many times before, but this isn't about now this is about her journey.
[Layla] Guys please, I...I don't wanna cry, at least not anymore than I already am...coming to XWL, I had a chance at a fresh start, to work harder than I've ever worked in my life, and build something, something...that nobody had ever seen before. Winning The Women's Championship, being the first champion...it was an honor, it drove me to want to do better, to be...better...but having it stripped from me, having the division crumble...it killed me...because, I felt like it was my fault, I know it wasn't but at the time it was my job to build interest, to make people care...and I wasn't ready for that, I wasn't confident enough to see myself as a leader...but that's when a few months later, the title resurfaced, and this lady right here beside me...won that title, because I was injured, and I couldn't compete, or else you best believe I'd...have won it.
Michelle smiles, mouthing "Oh is that so?" jokingly.
[Layla] But while I was sidelined, Michelle took me under her wing, she saw something in me that nobody else saw, potential....to be, something more. So sure, I was her side kick, and sure...she kind of tried to keep me as that for a while, but eventually...after training for the longest time, I was back...ready to return to the ring, and I haven't looked back since. From competing in The Miss Money in The Bank Ladder Match, to eventually competing in the first ever Stretcher Match this division's seen against Angelina Love the winner, and winning her briefcase, to defending that case successfully in the FIRST EVER...Hell in a Cell Match in the history of female competitors against Mickie James, to later cashing that contract in on the grandest stage of them all against AJ Lee and winning The Divas Championship for the first time, to going on to having the second longest reign in history...defending that title in the biggest championship defense ever in a gauntlet featuring every single woman in the division...to making a new friend in Paige, having an incredible rivalry with The Bella Twins. Later competing in the first ever Elimination Chamber Match to become number one contender, to later having my second run as Divas Champion...being Diva of The Year two years in a row, at the Slammy Awards, an award all of you voted...
Layla pauses reminiscing on her years in XWL.
[Layla] To finding myself as Fandango's new lay-day, to throwing my stiletto at CM Punk...to competing in ANOTHER Elimination Chamber match, to seeing the division fall....again....to being brought in as the head of the division to bring it back, to getting rid of that god awful butterfly I once tried so very hard to love...to reintroducing The Women's Title, to firing Bayley and becoming the worst woman in the world, to being the prime suspect when she was attacked the night she was to sign her contract, to professing my innocence even up until I became a victim myself...to kicking that red headed bitch's head off and ripping the mask off proving my innocence...to returning at Final Stand to the ring for the first time in years...to win The Women's Championship for the second time...to ENDING...the degrading term DIVA....and professing we...WOMEN....are SUPERSTARS just as much as our fellow men. To right here, right now, where I've now lost The Women's Title, being pinned, instead of having it taken from me any other way...I know it always comes off as me bragging about repeatedly saying what I've done, but honestly...it's mainly because I still can't believe I've done it. That, it's me....that's made history, that's broken barriers, that's...proven she is more, than just a pretty face.
A "You Deserved It!" chant fills the arena in response..
[Layla] I've loved being able to come out to this ring, and prove women are more than meets the eye, that we can be the stars of this show, that we are not...just some piss break. I wouldn't change anything that's happened for the world, I've made some friends, that started as enemies, became friends, then enemies again...and I've cemented a legacy that any woman, or man....could never imagine of creating. And that's why, it's time I take my final bow, and let the next generation continue when I've left off, to take the division to heights I've never imagined... It's time, I retire.
The energy in the arena is sucked out, instantly...for a moment, it's silence, tears starting to fall back down Layla's face, Michelle shedding tears of her own. A "Please don't go" chant follows suit.
[Layla] I don't want to, but there comes a cost to doing what I've done, I've knocked a lot of years off of my career, taken a lot of bumps that quite frankly I really shouldn't have, especially tonight...I'm really going to feel that in the morning. But, it's my time...time to sign off on one hell of a career, and thank you all, for coming along with me for this wild and crazy ride. I love each and every one of you, I know I've been a bitch for the better part of my career, but thank you...thank you, for loving that bitch, for hating me, so much....that you grew to love me. I can't thank you enough, but my legacy will live on....the future is bright within the division, and I'll be watching the women RUN....this place, just as I did for so many years. Congratulation to Mia Yim, congratulations to Alexa Bliss for showing us all that you're here to make an impact , don't let tonight defeat you Nikki Storm...props to Paige and AJ for that unbelievable match earlier, to Bayley finding her way back. Congratulations to Sasha Banks...sorry you'll never see The Boss, versus...The Boss....but Sasha, you're legit....and I know you are going to tear things up around here! And to you Michelle, I say...bring that title back to Lay-Cool, and finally defeat Mia Yim...because I know you can do it! I'm about to cry, so badly right now, so...I'm sorry to drop this bombshell out of the blue, but it's my time, thank you all again....goodbye.
[[JBL]] Wow...
[[Michael Cole]] Hands down XWL's most accomplished woman, and tonight...she says goodbye.
[[Jerry Lawler]] It's hard to imagine XWL without her, she's been here since day one...
[[Michael Cole]] It's because of her and many others that the women became something special in XWL, and I know her legacy will live on through the division going forward, thank you Layla.
She drops her mic, then rushes over to the corner, mounting it as a resounding "THANK YOU LAYLA!" "THANK YOU LAYLA!" "THANK YOU LAYLA!" chant echos. Every man, woman, child stand on their feet, giving the retiring Layla one last standing ovation, as she stands tall on the second rope, raising her arm up with a bright smile on her face.
"THANK YOU LAYLA!" "THANK YOU LAYLA!" "THANK YOU LAYLA!" is the only sound we hear, as slowly....we fade out, saying goodbye to Layla.
.:JBL:. Ladies and Gentlemen, it is the moment that you have all been waiting for, it is now time for tonight's main event.
.:Michael Cole:. We have had one hell of a show, but now it all comes down to this. The World Heavyweight Championship, Dean Ambrose against Roman Reigns.
.:JBL:. Two best friends, two brothers, a friendship that has lasted over three years, all destroyed because each ones desires to be the best.
.:Michael Cole:. When it comes to the World Heavyweight Championship, there can be no friends. It is the grandest prize in the business and as we have seen, both of these men are going to do whatever they can to claim it.
As Roman's music starts to play, the camera's view shifts to the crowd, right at the top of the steps where Roman Reigns himself appears to the sound of many cheering fans. Calmly, Roman stands on the high ground, overlooking the ring below him and the mass of fans surrounding it that are waiting for him to wage war inside of it. With one hand, Roman sweeps his slick hair back and then begins his descent down the stairs, passing through the fans and making a beeline straight to the bottom. Once there, Roman's stride slows down as he approaches the barricade, places a hand upon it, and heaves himself over in one big leap. As he stands at ringside, Roman looks off at the side, once again taking a long glance at the space around him filled with people, some who support him, some who despise him, but all who want to see him draw blood. With a twitch of his nose, Roman turns back to the ring and hops onto the apron. Stepping over to the nearest corner, Roman climbs into the second rope and raises his arms above him, posing for the fans for a few brief moments. From here, he wastes little time dropping back to the apron and entering the ring proper, as he awaits for the upcoming match to finally be under way.
The referee would then separate both men and Dean Ambrose goes into one corner and Roman Reigns goes into the other as both men just stare at one another. There friendship is now over as they both want one thing, the World Heavyweight Championship. The referee would go to Roman Reigns and pat him down. He would then go to Dean Ambrose and do the same thing as Dean Ambrose then hands the referee the World Heavyweight Championship.
The referee would then take the World Heavyweight Championship as he then walks into the middle of the ring, he raises the World Heavyweight Championship high in the air as both men glance up at it. The referee then moves and hands the title to the outside time keeper as he then rings the bell and this main event is underway.
The fans where going wild. This main event was everything anyone wanted and more. These two men were beating the hell out of one another and now, after doing a double clothesline to one another, they where both laid out in the middle of the ring, both of them not moving. Every single fan in the arena was now on their feet cheering as both men got up on their feet.
Now that they were both up, they would go at it once again. Laying into one another with hard blows as the World Heavyweight Championship was on the line and both men were going to give it their all to win it.
And that was it, we have a new World Heavyweight Champion. Roman Reigns has defeated his best friend and has now finally got what he wanted, he was finally the man at the top. Roman Reigns would move as he pushes himself of Dean Ambrose. The referee would move and get the title as he then hands it to Roman Reigns. Roman Reigns clutches onto the World Heavyweight Championship as he moves to the ropes and leans against them, looking at the championship.
.:JBL:. Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a NEW World Heavyweight Champion! ROMAN REIGNS!
.:Michael Cole:. For months he said he was not the bad guy. For months he said he was not the good guy now here live tonight, Roman Reigns can finally say that he is THE GUY! You have to admit it, this is the greatest moment in this young man's career, nothing can ruin it for him, he earned this.
Roman Reigns would then raise the World Heavyweight Championship upwards high above his head, the reaction was mostly positive, but some fans booed him as he then went to the turnbuckle and climbed it as he once again raised the World Heavyweight Championship high above his head. Reigns stops dead in his tracks as he looks up at the ramp. The camera pans to the top of the ramp to a wolf walking out onto to the stage, and sits down.
.:Jerry Lawler:. A wolf?
.:JBL:. What's it doing inside the arena? How did it even get here?
The wolf tilts his head watching Roman's every move. The wolf becomes angry as Roman begins to move again. The wolf starts to growl show his deadly teeth. The wolf tilts his head back, and howls. The howl echoes all throughout the entire arena. A moon appears on the titantron, and all the lights shut off.
.:Michael Cole:. What's going on.... I can't see anything.. A few seconds go by then...
A spotlight shines at the top of the ramp. The entire Pack stands at the top of the ramp, and the wolf is now sitting next to Leo Kruger. Kruger has a big smile on his face as he looks down the ramp, and sees Roman Reigns who still has not moved yet.
.:JBL:. WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING OUT HERE?!
Roman puts down the title as the Pack makes their way down the ramp. Dean begins to stand up to his feet, and starts to check his surroundings. He now realizes that him and Roman are surrounded by The Pack on all sides of the ring. Kruger looks to each of his brothers one by one, and then Kruger looks forward. He nods, and all of them hop onto the apron.
.:Jerry Lawler:. Doesn't this feel familiar..
Roman Reigns and Dean Ambrose keep watching to see which member of The Pack would enter the ring first. They all enter at the same time. Roman goes to attack Luke Harper, but his legs are taken out by Batista.
.:Michael Cole:. And the numbers game begins... Dean tries to lunge out at Batista but Kruger yells duck. Batista ducks, and Kruger goes into a full sprint then nearly takes off Ambrose's head with a slice. Luke Harper and Braun Strowman begin stomping away on Roman Reigns. Batista slides out of the ring, and grabs steel chair then slides into the ring. Batista walks over to Dean Ambrose's body, and he sets up the chair. Strowman and Harper stands Roman up to his feet, and force him to watch what is about to happen to Dean. Batista raises Dean to his feet, and Kruger positions himself right next to the steel chair. Batista Irish Whips Dean straight to Leo Kruger. In a swift motion Kruger grabs Dean and spine busters him through the steel chair.
.:Michael Cole:. OH MY GOD NO!
.:Jerry Lawler:. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THESE MONSTERS?!
Roman gets a look in his eyes to assure Kruger he will regret his choices. Kruger walks over to Roman, and gets right in his face. Reigns spits right in the face of Leo Kruger, and begins chuckling to himself. Kruger becomes very livid while whipping the spit off his face.
.:Michael Cole:. Oh no... Roman... Your gonna regret that choice... Kruger backs up and sprints full speed at Roman Reigns and hits him with a big boot. Kruger rushes over to Roman Reigns body and grabs his head. He then begins headbutting Roman Reigns repeatedly until blood starts coming from Roman's forehead.
.:Jerry Lawler:. Roman is busted open.... Kruger looks at Luke Harper and nods. In that moment Luke Harper picks up Reigns, and puts his head between his legs. Harper then lifts Reigns into the air, and powerbombs Reigns outta the ring.
.:JBL:. OH MY GOD! Dean Ambrose, and Roman Reigns have destroyed right before our very eyes... Leo Kruger looks down the XWL title, and walks over to it. He squats down and picking up the World Heavyweight championship. He stands up the title in hand gazing upon it. He begins walking towards the side of the ring Roman was powerbombed out of.
.:Fans:. NO NO NO NO
Kruger throws the title at Roman Reigns as hard as possible. He then gets out of the ring, and looks at the skirt of the ring that has the letters XWL going across it. Kruger becomes angry looking at it, and grabs it rips it right off the ring.
.:JBL:. Now what is he doing?!
Kruger can't control his rage any longer, and starts walking around the ring to to the ring announcer area. Kruger stops in front of them the rest of The Pack surround Justin Roberts. Kruger reaches over, and grabs Roberts by the collared shirt then immediately pulls his face directly into the barricade.
.:Michael Cole:. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! SOMEONE STOP THEM!
Kruger then pulls Roberts over the barricade, and he then tells Strowman to hold Robert's head against the ring post. Kruger backs up with an evil smirk. He runs full speed, and big boots Justin Robert's head against the ring post. Robert's face is now covered in blood.
.:JBL:. Did Triple H put them up to this?
.:Michael Cole:. I have no clue...
The rest of The Pack start taking apart the turnbuckles in the ring.
.:Jerry Lawler:. Now they are starting to take apart the ring! Now all the turnbuckles have been dissembled. The fans are letting The Pack hear as the boos pour down upon them. Kruger looks around laughing and he stops as looks at the announcer table.
.:Michael Cole:. Oh no.. I don't like that look. The wheels are turning in Kruger's head, and that is never a good thing for anyone. Kruger glances back at Dean Ambrose, and Roman Reigns unconscious bodies. An evil smile forms upon Kruger's face as he tells his brother to retrieve their bodies, and bring them to him. Kruger removes the top of the announcer table, and throws the monitors to the floor.
.:JBL:. NO DAMN IT! The Pack bring Dean and Roman's beaten bodies before Kruger. They spill to the floor. He orders to have them picked up, and have Roman in front, and Dean directly behind Roman. The Pack lifts Roman, and Dean into the air. Kruger mocks Roman Reigns by copying his mighty roar before a triple powerbomb.
.:Jerry Lawler:. KRUGER MOCKING ROMAN REIGNS WITH THAT. Is he about to do what I think he is gonna do....?
Kruger takes both men onto his shoulder, and spinebusters both men through the announcer table. Kruger stands up with a yell asserting his dominance as the alpha male.
Triple H, with Stephanie at his side, walks out with a mic in hand. Kruger gets into the ring, and stares down Triple H as he walks out.
.:Triple H:. LEO KRUGER! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY RING! MY ARENA! AFTER EVERYTHING I HAVE DONE FOR YOU!
Batista slides into the ring, and hands Kruger and a mic. Kruger begins pacing back and forth around the ring laughing hysterically. Kruger stops to look down at the carnage him and The Pack have caused, and he raises the mic to his lips and begins to speak with a sinister smile on his face...
.:Leo Kruger:. Everything you know.... Is about to change...
Kruger laughs creepily
.:Leo Kruger:. We do NOT work for the authority... They do NOT own us. Being hired by Triple H was our ticket into XWL ... For the invasion...
The crowd is stunned and seems quite shocked by the word invasion. Kruger looks up at the ramp looking at Triple H who is also in complete shock.
.:Leo Kruger:. You know damn well where we came from Hunter.. Kruger looks around the arena
.:Leo Kruger:. but for those who don't. Allow me to explain. We are from SOOL, and us four are not alone. Kruger smiles as the lights go out quickly. Then suddenly....
A few moments pass
A streak of light hits in the audience seating. Immediately after that a spot light shines where the lighting struck and The Undertaker stands there looking at The Pack who stands in the ring. Kruger watches The Undertaker as he makes his way down the stairs.
.:Jerry Lawler:. Lets just hope that The Undertaker is out here to stop The Pack..
Undertaker stops right before the barricade. Undertaker has not taken his eyes off of Leo Kruger. Triple H watches on with horror in his eyes. He climbs over the barricade and quickly gets onto the apron. The Pack stands side by side with each other watching Undertaker's every move. The Undertaker climbs over the top rope and gets into the ring. Without missing a beat Undertaker walks straight over to Leo Kruger gets in his face. Leo Kruger not backing down looks right into the eyes of the deadman.
.:Michael Cole:. These two fought last week. You gotta think their is bad blood between these two. Undertaker handed Leo Kruger his first loss.
Undertaker extends his hand to Leo Kruger. The fans boo loudly as possibly they can't believe what they are seeing. An evil grin takes over the face of Leo Kruger as he shakes hands with The Undertaker. As they shake hands Undertaker's eyes roll into the back of his head.
.:JBL:. WHAT THE HELL!?! The Undertaker is working with these animals?!
.:Jerry Lawler:. This is not looking good... SOOL maybe coming for a war...
Kruger raises the mic and begins speaking once again
.:Leo Kruger:. XWL will fall to SOOL's greatest. Throw anyone you got at us and together...
Leo Kruger looks at The Pack and then The Undertaker
.:Leo Kruger:. We will take them down... Kruger pauses looking around the arena and then....
Sami walks past Triple H as he begins to yell.
.:Triple H:. GET THEM SAMI! MAKE THEM PAY!!
Sami Zayn sprints down the ramp and abruptly stops right before getting into the ring. He looks at the men who are already in the ring. Sami gets onto the apron and quickly gets in. Kruger tilts his head looking at Sami. Kruger begins speaking into the mic.
.:Leo Kruger:. Ah! Sami Zayn... We had some great fights in SOOL didn't we? Sami nods with a slight grin on his face.
.:Leo Kruger:. You are definitely something incredible and peculiar to watch in the ring.. We could use your great talent Sami. We need to prove to everyone in the back that SOOL is simply better than XWL.
The fans boo loudly as Kruger extends his hand for a handshake looking at Sami in the eyes. Sami bites his bottom lip thinking about the offer that has been put before him. Sami starts to extend his hand but pulls back and begins pacing around. The fans begin chanting.
.:Fans:. NO NO NO NO
Sami stops and a smirk crosses his face as he walks over to Kruger. Sami nods and shakes hands with Leo Kruger. Triple H drops to his knees looking down at the ground as if he has been beaten. Kruger laughs crazily as he watches Triple H become a broken man. Then he begins to shake in anger.
.:Jerry Lawler:. I can't believe this... Leo Kruger the one of the few men Triple H trusted in this whole company has been plotting against XWL this entire time...
.:JBL:. It makes me sick!! Triple H didn't deserve this damn it! We need someone to put a stop to these men.
.:Michael Cole:. Why about you? You used to wrestle..
.:JBL:. ARE YOU CRAZY?! These guys in the ring now would feast upon me like the dirty animals that they are!
Krugers smile is even bigger now whilst Triple H looks like he is going to explode in anger
Cactus walks out with his trusty barbed wire bat which seems to improve Hunters mood as he starts to grin.
.:Michael Cole:. THANK GOD! CACTUS JACK IS HERE!
.:JBL:. With that bat in hand no can stop Cactus Jack! Cactus slowly starts to make his way to the ring his eyes locked with Kruger's with both men not breaking their stares. Cactus Jack climbs into the ring and takes an attacking stance getting ready to swing for the fences. Cactus goes to swing but stops at the last second and then grins. Kruger grins back and then Cactus Jack raises Kruger's hand in the air.
.:JBL:. WHAT THE HELL!?!
.:Michael Cole:. NO NO NO NO!
Triple H bursts into a fit he can't believe what is happening in front off him. Kruger then gives Cactus a microphone and he begins to speak.
Cactus Jack: Whats the matter Hunter ? Didn't see this one coming did you ? Well you brought this on yourself Hunter. Now as some people here know I was gone from XWL for a while after Johnny Ace decided to fire me under your authority Hunter when all I was trying to do was create a great show for XWL and by god damn it I was doing a good job and these people appreciated me and I was enjoying every damn minute of it until it was taken away from me. So I got fired and I went home devastated and I didn't know what to do until I received an offer from the organisation called SOOL. So I went to SOOL with these men right here having match after match tearing the house down with these people in the ring and finally I had a purpose again and the people over there appreciated everything I sacrificed for that company . Now people might be wondering why was I wrestling in SOOL instead of here well that is simple ins't it hunter.
Cactus Jack: You see you wouldn't let me wrestle anymore. I called and called and called to try and get back on this great show but you just hung me out to dry however the wrestling company SOOL approached me and asked if I would be interested in wrestling for them so I went and I had match after match and tore the house down proving that I could still hang with these wrestlers. Then I was approached about an idea. An idea that would change the landscape off XWL. This idea was an invasion and well I know this place inside and out and I still had a few friends here in power in your office and I got them to start planting the seed and then got them to convince you to hire the pack and then these other superstars and now the Invasion is upon us. All I wanted was to make XWL great Hunter and you have sent it down the toilet and I will be damned if I am going to sit back and watch you ruin this great company so we have come and we will take over and make this organization great again and there is nothing you can do to stop us BANG BANG ! Triple H is furious. His face is bright red he doesn't know what to do as the superstars in the ring all seem to be taking pleasure at his combustion. Cactus then hands the microphone back to Kruger. He takes the mic, and slowly wraps his fingers around the mic staring down Triple H.
.:Leo Kruger:. Hunter you have no one to blame but yourself... This has been the plan since you approached me about coming here a couple months back. You have no one here to stop us. The only two people who could are over there on the floor, and well you saw how that ended from them.
Kruger chuckles to himself
.:Leo Kruger:. I dare anyone to to try to stand against us. Your attempts will be useless. Everything you know is about to change... Kruger laughs crazily
.:Leo Kruger:. Tah-Tah!
The camera fades to black as the show comes to an end.
Subject: XWL Downpour: 6/20/2016 - 7/4/2016 
Mon Jun 20, 2016 5:00 pm
