XWL EMERGENCE: 8/22/2016 - 9/5/2016

We return to Emergence after a quick advertisement for XWL 2K17 with Dean Ambrose on the cover, to XWL's resident "Barbie Breaker" Paige sitting in a gym earlier in the week, tying up her all-black Doc Marten boots before looking into the camera placed in front of her.

[PAIGE]
So, Emergence is almost here. At last, I can step in the ring once again with an insane lunatic....and Sister April.

Paige smirks to herself at her own joke before continuing.

[PAIGE]
Tonight, I finally take out two of the biggest thorns I've ever had in my arse in my entire career. And yeah, I say that like I'm some kind of veteran of this business, because I am. I've spent the last eight damn years of my life trying to wash away the stains left by XWL "Divas" like Kelly Kelly, like The Bella Twins, like Eva Marie, like all the others who used their looks rather than their talents to get ahead in this company. And you know? I used to respect Natalya because I thought she was trying to do the exact same thing. But then...Natalya became just...like...them.

[PAIGE]
Natalya became more obsessed with her eight layers of clown make-up and her Louboutin heels to give a damn about wrestling anymore. She can try and play the good girl on TV, training some wannabe from Hooters on how to wrestle but she's become just as big of a stain on this company as Kelly, Eva, The Bellas, you name them. It makes me sick knowing what you've become, Nattie. Knowing that you used to care about this sport only to become just another Diva...just another woman who treats wrestling like a cheap, discardable whore of a profession. Especially considering the legacy you came from.

Paige grimaces as she looks at the floor.

[PAIGE]
You care more about how many stupid selfies you can post on Instagram or Snapchat or whatever than you do about getting in that ring and trying to bring women's wrestling out of the damn gutter it's laid in the last eight years. What happened to you, Nattie? Where's your pride!? Where's your dignity!? What happened to the Natalya that cared more about kicking ass than sticking her tits out for millions of people on social media? I guess that Natalya died, just like your uncle Owen.

Paige becomes silent, letting her words sink in as she looks down at the floor. Paige looks almost regretful of the words she's just uttered, knowing how much Owen Hart means to not only Natalya, but to fans all around the world.

[PAIGE]
And then, there's Sister Abigail herself...or should I say, Sister April? The woman I thought was AJ Lee...but I guess I dumped her on her head too many times at Downpour for her to remember just who she used to be. AJ and I went out there at Downpour and we brought the house down in front of the entire world. We showed everyone that women's wrestling wasn't just about bra and panties matches and bikini contests, that we can get just as extreme as the men...that we have more balls than the men in XWL.

Another smirk crosses Paige's lips as she looks up into the camera once again, this time holding up the black baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire that has become the trademark weapon of the "Barbie Breaker".

[PAIGE]
I used this to slice your head open like a tomato, AJ. How did it feel, hm? Knowing that I put you through your own nightmares? Knowing that you had to resort to letting Bray Wyatt brainwash you to even come close to my level of sick and twisted? Well, here's the bad news, pumpkin: I'm the craziest fucking bitch XWL has ever seen. Thumbtacks. Barbed wire, tables. I'll set you on goddamn fire if I have to tonight to walk out of Madison Square Garden with my hand raised. I'll sit and watch you crawl like the itsy bitsy spider to try and scare myself and Natalya...but that's all you are. An itsy bitsy spider...and out will come the rain to wash that spider out. And you won't be climbing up the spout again, because I'll make sure you don't leave New York City alive.

[PAIGE]
And April, when I'm done with you, the only thing stopping me from my path to making women's wrestling great again will be Natalya. So Nattie, if you want to step in my way to destroying Mia Yim...or destroying Sasha Banks again to claim the XWL Women's Championship, then go right ahead. I'll put you down just like I will April in New York City...and I will EMERGE as the next Women's Champion of XWL...and the face of the revival of women's wrestling.

The camera comes back to the action, finding itself backstage. It hovers in a hallway, dark and gloom, the camera not moving. However, a figure moves into it, looking to the left end of the frame. The Lunatic Fringe. Dean Ambrose. Ambrose doesn't quite make eye contact with the camera, but instead continues to gaze towards something else.

[Dean Ambrose]
My first match here since XWL got a new leash on life, I stepped in the ring with Roman Reigns. My brotha speared me right into the ropes, cutting me in half and pinned me in the middle of that ring for a solid three count which I had no problem with. I lost. Following that, the Lunatic went on the Fringe as the oh so infamous Michael Cole would say and kicked the teeth down the throat of anyone that stepped in that ring with me. Including, Brock Lesnar.

[Dean Ambrose]
You see, Brock had this big bad reputation around him, which didn't scare me. Nah, it only made me excited for the match I was going to get myself into. And I beat him in that ring, with no problem. I then walked my way right up to Randy Orton's door, kicked it in and walked back out with MY, World Championship. I promised everyone that I wasn't who I used to be. It was a new era for Ambrose. I wasn't a hound of justice. I wasn't looking to inforce what I thought should be Legal when it comes to the world of wrestling. Because frankly, I stopped caring. The moment I stopped caring and started doing is the moment I became an issue in the Authority's side and boy was that day good.

[Dean Ambrose]
I walked around with the title, not a problem in the world till they decided to send one of their many of pawns in this stupid game of chess after me. It was cute, and it worked. Well, for a little while. Eventually I shut him up too, kicking his painted ass back into the darkness he claimed to come from, opening up a whole bunch of new doors. One of which, was competing on the big stage, for the World Heavyweight Championship.



[Dean Ambrose]
And here we are, once again. You see, everyone else in the back have their own motives and ideas and all that jazz. Yeah, not me. As the Rowdy one would say, I'm here to do two things tonight, chew bubble gum and kick some ass and wouldn't you know it, I'm all out of gum. Because I do well under pressure. Look at me! I'm a no one. A loser. I'm an absolute zero and sure as hell not worth talking about. But yet I'm the talk of the frickin' town. When they talk about the "top of the mountain" they sure as hell don't talk about Roman Reigns. Which I'm gonna have to apologize for Roman, I sure didn't mean to get this reputation about me. I don't like having to meet expectation.

[Dean Ambrose]
Especially week in and week out. Do you know how hard it is putting the most important title on your back and carrying it to the top? Oh yeah, that's right, you don't. That was me. I walked through hell and back to drag that title that you hold "proudly" out of obscurity because the last thing we needed was the Intercontinental Title Main Eventing anything. Sheesh, who wants to see two creeps get into a fist fight over who is creepier? Sure as hell not me.



[Dean Ambrose]
It just, it makes my head hurt brotha. I'm gonna level with you though. I'm happy for you. Yeah, you get all that extra money to go home to your daughter who deserves to have a great childhood, no doubt. But then again, was she ever going to have it tough? I mean, at least she knew her dad. I didn't. I guess I had it better than Brock's dad who obviously made him cuddle with the pigs when he was a kid and injected him with who knows what throughout his entire life, but that's another story. I'm glad you got enough money to take out your kid, but I think it's about time you stopped living a lie. See, you know it, and I know it, just like all these people know it, that the shoes you stepped into are too big to fill. But you can keep trying. You got a couple of more hours till I'll see you out there anyways.

[Dean Ambrose]
But since we're talking about big shoes to feel, do we think Brock realizes the dad who works out way too much gig is weird? I mean, this isn't just me right? Anyone who wears sneakers and sweats all the time is just a complete jackass. But then again, Brock's a coward too, isn't he? Nice combo. I dig it. Let's be a jackass, then hide when the big boys come out to play. Because he sure didn't stick around when I came down to say hi to him. And he sure ain't gonna try to get around me tonight. See this whole, big bad blocky Brock schtick is real cute, but he doesn't have me fooled, nor will he ever have me fooled.



[Dean Ambrose]
Because I see Brock for what he is and that is a big guy, hiding behind a little guy because he doesn't know how to talk a big game. You can look intimidating all day but what happens when it's time to finally step up and show off what you got? You gonna punch Matt Sydal? That's cute. Who hasn't? When are you going to do something impressive like beat me? That's right, you won't. You can keep living in your fantasy world of being a "beast" but if Paulie is your "beauty" you two really need to work on a new nickname basis for the bedroom.

[Dean Ambrose]
Speaking of nicknames, let's just go ahead and cover the soccer mom. Yeah, I'll use it to. Don't disagree, we know it's true. AJ Styles. I'm still trying to figure out the "phenomenal" thing. First off, it's hard to spell. I don't care who you are, but those E's are just ridiculous. Second off, it's just a claim. There's no proof to back it up. Yeah, you got your "big moment" on Anarchy last week. You're tired of being ignored and beaten up. Yada, yada, yada. You want to make a statement, yada, yada, yada. Whatever. If you want to start doing these things, do something worth talking about besides getting your ass kicked by Brock Lesnar. Or by me. Or at this rate, anyone. You're literally the Kenny of this little group of four and buddy you just keep getting the snot kicked out of you. If we were all dressed in winter coats you'd probably be dead by now.

[Dean Ambrose]
False claims. Slander, bullshit. Whatever. It's all horse crap and we know it. One Against All. The Beast. The Phenomenal One. I ain't like them. I don't screw over my friends so I have to be on my own, I just prefer to be alone. I don't need to talk a big game, or better yet have someone talk it for me. I don't make claims that I can't back up. Most importantly, I sure ain't walking around staking a claim to something that doesn't and shouldn't, belong to me. I'm no games, no fake names, and all pain.

Ambrose takes a minute, running a hand over his face, calming himself.

[Dean Ambrose]
I'm gonna do two things tonight, chew gum, and kick someone's ass. And tonight, I'm walking home calling myself only one thing. The World Heavyweight Champion.

Ambrose reaches a hand out, grabbing the face of the camera and pushes it over. The camera falls to the ground, catching his feet as he walks off, popping in and out of focus. The Lunatic Fringe disappears, as does the image.

Emergence rolls on, heading backstage for an interview with none other than XWL's most controversial interviewers as of late, Renee Young. Despite two months ago making the decision to break Eric Young's heart and instead suddenly lock lips with the man she despised since the day she met him...the hatred from the fans, and the disrespect from the locker room is still going strong. But still she remains professional despite the unprofessional jabs at her, performing her job every week.




[Renee Young]
Ladies and Gentlemen, with a night as packed as tonight's show is, you can feel the excitement through the air. We've got every championship on the line, bitter rivalries meeting their end, and the return of The Mr. Money in The Bank Ladder Match. But perhaps, the match with the most stakes...is The World Heavyweight Championship Match. Because as Vince McMahon announced at the end of Anarchy last week, this match will now decide who....is General Manager. The three candidates have picked their Superstars, and Vince has picked his. If Dean wins, Stephanie will reclaim her spot as The General Manager, if AJ Styles wins then Eric Bischoff will be hired instead, if Brock Lesnar wins his advocate Paul Heyman will be named GM...and of course, if Roman Reigns retains, then Stephanie, Eric, or Paul will be named General Manager. Which has many wondering what will happen if Roman does remain on top of his empire? Will Vince himself become General Manager?







[Renee Young]
We'll find out by the end of the night, but I'd be remiss if I didn't talk about the Money in The Bank Ladder Match tonight where Four Men will compete to climb a ladder, and retrieve the all important opportunity inside, a shot at The World Heavyweight Championship anytime they want it within the next year. Matt Hardy, Seth Rollins, R-Truth, and Dolph Ziggler have the opportunity of a lifetime awaiting them...and that's why my guest...s...at this time are very special. Because not only do I have one of the participants himself, I have my boyfriend joining him for this very perfect interview. Please welcome the newly reunited it feels good Team Golden Perfection, Dolph Ziggler...and Matt Sydal!

Dolph Ziggler comes into frame followed by Sydal and you can hear the crowd in attendance shake the arena with their hatred for Team Golden Perfection, even within the interview area. Ziggler practically rips the microphone out of Renee's hands with such force that she stumbles and loses balances for a few brief moments. He turns to the camera, slicks his hair back, and begins to speak.

Dolph Ziggler
Welcome to the Perfect Interview women and gents, I am your host, The TRUE Greatest Man That Ever Lived, Dolph Ziggler. My co-host tonight is none other than The Golden Ticket to XWL's Future, Matt Sydal. Glad to have you hear with me buddy. Now, tonight is Emergence. And everyone's wondering, who will EMERGE victorious in the triple threat match between my buddy Sydal, Nakamura, and that egotistic weirdo Eric Young. Everyone is wondering if I will be able to pull off the unbelievable by pulling double duty tonight and not only cave Aries face back into his skull, but also retrieve the briefcase in the Money in the Bank Ladder match. EVERYONE IS WONDERING WHY THE HELL THESE THREE MATCHES AREN'T THE MAIN EVENT!!! They're obviously more important than the World Heavyweight Championship match. Who cares who wins between a beast, a lunatic, a caveman, and the penile one?!

The crowd in attendance still shows their disdain for Ziggler as he continues to ramble on. Sydal is doing his best Vice Presidential candidate impersonation by nodding his head, clapping, and shouting out the random yeah as Ziggler continues his rant.

Dolph Ziggler
Other than all that, however, we have something more important on our hands. I have an interview to conduct, with a VERY special guest tonight. She's already stated that she is Sydal's boyfriend, but can we really trust that anymore? She did try to go back to Eric Young after he uncharacteristically blind-sided my amigo here Sydal. Granted, some may say she got what she deserved after Matt Striker obliterated her, but I think that was a little easy. My guest at this time is XWL's resident cheating whore, Renee Young. Now Renee, how do you sleep at night knowing you ripped out Sydal's heart and just tossed it into a blender, causing him to have MANY restless nights lightly sobbing into a pillow?


Her mouth drops, immediate disgust appears on her face, as she turns to her "beau" looking to see if he's going to let his friend talk about her like that, but then he sees, an unusually down Matt Sydal. His heads turned towards her, but his eyes are staring at the ground, obviously we haven't seen the two of them interact on camera in the last couple of weeks, not since Eric Young's return, which was lead up by Renee throwing her phone at Sydal after a fight, which...unfortunately for her, Eric Young decided to finally call her back moments later, but the phone was in possession of the guy she ditched Eric to be with.


[Renee Young]
Matt, you....you can't really think that, can you? We put Eric through a lot...and, I was just concerned, we hadn't seen him since you defeated him at Downpour, and I, I jus-


His silence ends, cutting her off with a raised hand pressed against her mouth.


[Matt Sydal]
Just save it, okay? If you seriously think I've been crying over you? Then not only are you a cheating whore, that deserves a loser like Eric Young....but you're also the stupidest bitch I've ever had the misfortune of coming in contact with! See, I see right through you, you're a fame hungry slut that saw The Golden Ticket to The Future of this company, and decided to try and claim it as yours, hoping it's success would rub off onto you, but you made one mistake....and now....ALL...of this?


He motions up and down at himself, in an especially golden attire, eve more than usual for tonight's festivities.


[Matt Sydal]
Is leaving, YOU! You betrayed my trust, you lied....you cheated, and as someone that is the most loyal man any woman could EVER hope to hitch herself to...as the most HONEST man on this planet, as the kindest soul you'll EVER come in contact with....I just can't sit by and let you get away with your deceitful ways ANYMORE! You broke my heart, but most of all? You ruined yourself, because now? NOW? Anytime you interview someone? They'll see you, not as this quirky quick witted bombshell, but as what you, have now caused yourself to be....The WOMAN that broke little Eric Young's heart, and tried to drag my good name in the mud along with the filthy mess YOU created! In case this is not crystal clear, in case you have any doubts about this being genuine and not just another one of our "I hate you, I love you" moments....Please turn to the monitor now and see you....as we, and the whole world....now sees you....



Growing more emotional with every word he said, the painful comments, the slanderous names, the ironic insinuations...Renee turns her head slightly, to see a photo still of her trying to call Eric Young six weeks ago, with a huge red stamped "WHORE!" printed over it. She can't take it anymore, she shoves the microphone into his gut screaming out a mumbled three worded statement that...is not very appropriate for our broadcast. She storms off set as Dolph laughs erratically at her until she's long gone. He then turns to see his friend, his partner, his fellow perfect individual and quips.


Dolph Ziggler
What a little bitch, am I right?


[Matt Sydal]
Man, I'm not even phased...I was just using her to rile up that loser, she just made ending things a whole loser easier. Now I'm rid of her, and after tonight, I'll be rid of that sad excuse of what's left of Eric Young. But enough about her, enough about me...for a moment, that is. Since we seem to have lost our interviewer due to her extreme unprofessionalism...it's time to show off another one of my perfect talents....BEING A BROADCAST JOURNALIST!


He raises the mic up to his chest, as he takes a step to the side centering himself in front of the monitor as he flashes a cheesy fake smile, almost mocking how interviewers present themselves..


[Matt Sydal]
I'm here backstage at Emergence, with one of the two most important Superstars competing tonight, he is The Former, but SOON to be again, World Heavyweight Champion...he is so damn GOOD that he will be competing not once, BUT TWICE...this evening, for you lucky viewers...He will be eradicating what's left of Austin Aries, and he will be climbing the ladder to retrieve the contract that already has his perfect name on it...PLEASE WELCOME, DOLPH ZIGGLER!


With a smug look on his face he nods thanking Matt for having him.


[Matt Sydal]
Dolph, the people wanna know....how does it feel to know that after tonight, you'll be able to be World Heavyweight Champion whenever YOU damn well please within the next year?


Dolph Ziggler
If feels good... Amazing even... Dare I say, Damn near PERFECT!


Ziggler nudges his fellow model of perfection and continues on


Dolph Ziggler
It's been far too long since that belt has been with me, around my waist where it belongs. No one can show if off like the actual ShowOff can. No one in that match is going to stop me from achieving my destiny. Not that deranged Matt Hardy. Not the off his rocker R-Truth. Not crossfit Jesus himself, Seth Rollins. Not even that other person trying to steal my thunder, Austin Aries can stop me.


Dolph now reaches for the mic in Sydal's hands and they switch places so that Ziggler is now standing where an interviewer would.


Dolph Ziggler
As for you Mr. Sydal, these past several weeks have been wrought with hardships with you having to deal with a cheating girlfriend and her wanting her sort of kind of not really  ex back. Speaking of that ex, you face him and Shinsuke Nakamura in the ring tonight in a triple threat match. The world wants to know two things: The first... Who made you that outfit because I need to talk to them, I've been getting the same attire for about a month now. And the second... How easy will this match be for you tonight?


[Matt Sydal]
Fantastic questions, far better questions than I've ever been asked by any of the other so called "journalists" here...but as for my attire? Being The GOLDEN TICKET TO THE FUTURE OF XWL...You have to maintain a certain image, and therefore you cannot wear just anything, no...I wear the finest materials, glistening in the most extravagant hues of gold known to mankind. Needless to say, I know a go....so we'll have something in time for your Championship Coronation Ceremony very soon.


He pats Dolph on the shoulder, telling his buddy he's got his back..


[Matt Sydal]
Now my so called "match" tonight? Easy doesn't even begin to describe it...I'm facing Shinsuke NakahowmanytimesdoIhavetosaythatnobodygivesadamnaboutyouandyoursocalledstrongstylemura...and the leech that's been trying to suck away every little bit of relevancy he can get from me. He's the reason I didn't win back The Intercontinental Championship, he's the reason this ridiculously ordeal is still going on between us. Because he could have simply accepted his loss at Downpour like a MAN...but instead, he chose to go crawl in a hole and call my girl about a thousand times too many until he found an opportunity to get his apparent "revenge" by attacking me after I took the "beast" Brock Lesnar to his LIMIT in my first ever UFC FIGHT! So here we are, at Emergence....and if he thinks he's going to emerge the winner? He's dead wrong, and so is his career after I'm done with him. If Shinsuke Nakadon'tworrybroIgotyourflightbacktoJapantonighttakencareofforyoumura thinks his "Strong Style" will be any match for me? He's not only a national failure...he's straight up delusional.


With his arrogance oozing out, fusing with Dolph's the two flash smirks, then quickly they swap places rather elaborately, Sydal spinning behind Dolph to get his in place, Ziggler side stepping with a leap to land in the interviwie spot..


[Matt Sydal]
Let's talk about the men you'll potentially be cashing in your Money in The Bank contract on, I say potentially because only one of them will be leaving The Fatal Four Way as World Heavyweight Champion...and they'll be the lucky man that ultimately loses said championship to you. So let's get your analysis on all four competitors, shall we?  What's say we start with the man that laid out every other man in this match in the final moments of last week's episode of Anarchy, The "Phenomenal One that ultimately stands no chance against The "Perfect One" AJ Styles?


Dolph Ziggler
Listen, AJ can't hold a candle to me. I already beat him last month on Anarchy because he's too distracted with his grudge with Lesnar, I really think that's the only thing he's go going for him. Once he's through with Lesnar he's just going to be another superstar. And if he does win the title tonight, I will have an easy time prying it off of him.


[Matt Sydal]
What about The "Beast" that got beat by this perfect individual interviewing you right now a few weeks ago, the man that's too afraid to speak for himself because all of the world will laugh at his "look at me I'm a big bad dork" voice...The Conqueror that will be CONQUERED....by you, just as I did, BROCK LESNAR?


Dolph Ziggler
You beat Brock, I beat AJ. What a perfect match. I will also have no trouble taking down the so called beast of XWL. One superkick and I'll expose that glass jaw he's been hiding for years. Onto the next.


[Matt Sydal]
Then there's the final challenger,  the former champion himself..the man that's been all over The World Heavyweight Title Scene since the start of the year...hogging the spotlight from stars like you and me, going on and on about being crazy, look at me I do odd things, AIN'T I A STINKER? The Lunatic that's on the Fringe of being beaten by you....and sent back to the asylum, where he'll hopefully be locked away once and for all, never to bore us to death again with his tired shtick again, Dean Ambrose?



Dolph Ziggler
What a nut job this guy is. I don't know who's crazier out of not only him, but R-Truth and Matt Hardy. I'm sure you'd agree that.. I would pay actual MONEY to just see a conversation between the three of them debating world news or anything like that. He too would make easy prey for "The Perfect One" as you so graciously called me.


[Matt Sydal]
Of course, The Roman "Empire" could still be standing when all is said and done, it'd be quite possibly the worst possible outcome because then the sheep that boo you every night would cheer in rejoice at you saving them from his boring "One Versus All" spill that nobodies bought since he started shoving it down our throats night after night...but it's a very real reality that you'll be THE GUY that beats the not a bad guy, not a good guy, but one hell of a boring guy that tries WAY too hard to be "cool." What say you about our World Heavyweight Champion himself, Roman Reigns?


Dolph Ziggler
I believe I hit the nail on the head last week during my XWL.com exclusive interview with Tyler Richards. He's just a boring guy to watch in and out of the ring. Are we certain he's not a cyborg who the guys that work behind the scenes have to shut off and charge every week after Anarchy? I mean...


Ziggler pauses... contemplating... His expression turns from that of smiling and just being happy to having this moment with his friend to that of extreme seriousness and almost... melancholy.


Dolph Ziggler
Actually, you know what Matt?


[Matt Sydal]
The World Heavyweight Title will look absolutely PERFECT around your waist?


Dolph Ziggler
Other than that buddy, but thanks for complimenting my waist. No, I need to get serious for a second. You mind?

Ziggler puts his hand out for the mic that Sydal is holding, to which the other half of Team Perfection gladly hands him.


Dolph Ziggler
You listen to me XWL Universe. It's been too DAAAMN long since I've been in that World Title picture. I'm sick and tired of the same people being there and no one else is allowed into the club. This entire month leading up to Emergence I've just been so GOD DAMN NUMB! I've had to deal with this PoS Austin Aries who thinks he's "The Greatest Man Alive" when really he's no better than The Miz or Enzo Amore. Now I have to deal with competing twice, once with that man who doesn't even deserve to shine my shoes, but I'm also in a match where I only have a 1 in 4 chance at getting A SHOT... ONLY A SHOT at the world title. No, I NEEEEED to be in the title picture. I shouldn't be competing with these nobodies! I DESERVE TO BE MAIN EVENTING THIS GOD DAMN EVENT! MANAGEMENT WANTS ME TO PROVE I BELONG HERE?! ..... WHO DO THEY THINK I AM, HOW DARE YOU NEED ME TO PROVE IT! YOU WANT ME TO PROVE IT, WHY DON'T I PULL OUT A SLEEPER ON ARIES AND MAKE HIM PASS OUT, HOW WOULD YOU FEEL THEN?!!! ....


...


Point being... that's my title. I don't care who has it, the nameplate still says Dolph Ziggler. Someday soon... It's coming home...


Ziggler hands the microphone back to Sydal and just stares at the ground with a face that could kill, not wanting to look at anybody or anything.


[Matt Sydal]
That Ladies and Gents, is passion...and say what you want about my pal over here, whatever you may think about me...we're the two most passionate individuals this company has EVER seen. He will not only climb that ladder and retrieve The Money in The Bank contract tonight, he will not only show the "greatest man that ever lived" that great is good, but perfect is BETTER. He'll show THE WORLD...that he....is their next World Heavyweight Champion....while I? I'll do what I've needed to do for months now, beat the ever living HELL...out of two men, that are just WAY...too out of their league to deal with a man....like yours truly. For if you need proof that I am YOUR GOLDEN TICKET TO THE FUTURE OF THIS COMPANY....then pop a squat on your fat asses, and watch later tonight....because it's SHOWTIME....YEAHOH!!


And with that, the camera zooms in on two determined men....Matt is ready to rid himself of the men he's been sandwiched between for months....and Dolph is ready to not only beat Aries....but emerge....as Mr. Money in The Bank. Slowly we zoom in further, until we're locked in on their faces, each intense with their gaze, and we fade away.

[Renee Young]
Ladies and gentleman, we all witnessed what happened in the match between Jeff Hardy and Daniel Bryan earlier tonight. Daniel Bryan was shockingly defeated quite quickly by a game Jeff Hardy. I'm going to attempt to get some comments from Daniel Bryan now...

Renee walks up to a locker room door and knocks. The man who answers is seething mad and stares Renee down....

[Daniel Bryan]
WHAT?!

Somewhat shocked by Daniel yelling in her face, Renee flinches away from him. She regains her composure and begins to speak...

[Renee Young]
Daniel, I have a few quest....

[Daniel Bryan]
NO! BE QUIET RENEE!

Renee stares at Daniel with a terrified look on her face....

[Daniel Bryan]
I'm sick of this Renee! I've been back for months now and I've been pushed to the side ever since I lost to Kruger for the shot at the Intercontinental championship. Well after tonight, I say no more!

[Renee Young]
But Dani...

[Daniel Bryan]
I said be quiet! Do not interrupt me again. You want an interview huh? You want some big soundbyte from the loser Daniel Bryan? Fine. It was a damn insult that I wasn't put into the Money in the Bank match tonight while people like Roman Reigns, Leo Kruger, and CM Punk hold the top titles in this company.

Daniel is straight YELLING in the face of Renee Young at this point...

[Daniel Bryan]
I'm done with being insulted! Done with being a loser! Done with the fans, done with the backstage workers, and done with the leadership around here! It is my time to shine! I'm the best damn wrestler this company has on it's roster and they're treating me like shit! So from now on, it's just me I'm worrying about. Just Daniel Bryan. NOW LEAVE!

Daniel slams the door in Renee's face and she stands there looking petrified about what just transpired as Emergence transitions into the next segment...

We go the back where the XWL doctors are bandaging up Cesaro's shoulder and ribs, in preparation for his match



DOCTOR
Any idea who your facing yet?

The Doctor tightens the bandages.

CESARO
No, not yet.

The Doctor clips the bandages, finishing the job.

DOCTOR
Well i'd advise you not to wrestle, but I know you wont listen. So, try and keep pressure off the injury.



CESARO
The only pressure i need to worry about is giving the fans a good show and proving to XWL that i deserve to be here. Deserve to be in that MITB ladder match tonight. Not that punk, R-truth. Tonight I-

Cesaro stops as he looks to the door, the camera points to where he is looking

Michaels: Well Cesaro looks like your pretty banged up there doesn't it. You say you don't need to worry about pressure on your injury but I know who your opponent for tonight is and believe me you should listen to your doctor as in your state you have no chance of beating your opponent tonight.

                   
CESARO


Ok Shawn cut to the chase who Is my opponent then ?

Shawn grins at Cesaro with a cheeky smile


Michaels: Well Cesaro your opponent tonight is me. Tonight you go 1 v 1 against the showstopper, the headliner the main event so get yourself taped up boy as your gonna be in for one hell of a match and don't be using that injury of yours as as an excuse after I kick your head off your shoulders and claim the 1 2 3 see you out there boy

HBK leaves to go get ready for their match as Cesaro realizes he is in for one hell of a night. The camera then cuts to the next segment.

RANALLO
As you just seen, earlier tonight Cesaro and HBK exchanging words. Michaels, now making his way to the ring for tonights match.













GRAVES
Why's he celebrating? Shawn had his hand on the ropes!

RANALLO
The ref never seen it, and I don't think Cesaro did either

GRAVES
doesn't matter. I never liked this Cesaro guy, thinks he deserves everything!

Cesaro makes his way up the ramp and to the back. In the ring HBK is furious arguing with the ref, telling him his hand was on the rope. The ref shrugs saying there's nothing he can do. HBK pauses, then delivers a devastating Sweet Chin Music to the ref! He yells at the unconscious ref before making his way up the ramp.

GRAVES
He deserved that