Emergence continues on, shifting to the usual backstage interview set, where one of XWL's newest interviewers stands with a mic in hand, and a smile on his face.
[Greg Hamilton] Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Greg Hamilton and in just a little bit three women are set to battle it out in a Triple Threat Match. This match in particular has had quite the turn of events. First the then known as AJ Lee and Paige battled it out in a brutal match that really showed the women of XWL are just as extreme as their male counterparts...then due to such a fight AJ became known to the world thanks to Bray Wyatt, as Sister April...who has had a fascination with Natalya. But a few weeks ago Natalya was training at the performance center, where she had a run in with a recently medically cleared Paige, where the two exchanged words, and a challenged was issued, and accepted....HOWEVER, that next Anarchy due to this footage not being revealed until that show, Sister April proceeded to challenge Natalya to one final match, to prove her good ways can be successful....but that brought out Paige who suddenly had no interest in facing Natalya, instead issuing a challenge to April....this brought out The Queen of Harts herself, where she simply said I'll take you both on, and thus....a Triple Threat was made!
He tugs at his tie for a moment, taking a deep breath, exhaling before continuing.
[Greg Hamilton] So please help me welcome my guest now at this time, Natalya!
Geared up and ready for her match, Natalya steps onto the set, as usual smiling. As someone that loves to compete, it's just an honor for her to be on tonight's show, that is her focus, that is what keeps her going, having the platform like tonight to put forth her craft.
[Greg Hamilton] Natalya, thank you so much for joining me, how are you this evening?
[Natalya] No Greg, thank you for having me. I'm doing great, I mean...I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little disappointed that I came up short against The Women's Champion Mia Yim on Anarchy....but I gave it my best, and that's all I can ever do. She's an incredible competitor, and she's been riding a wave of momentum since Downpour when she won that title. She's going to be difficult to beat, but whether it's Sasha tonight, or me in the future...she's got two women that are more determined, more motivated than ever to take that from her.
[Greg Hamilton] As always it was a fantastic match, the fans were abuzz, but while I know you're very respectful, and show great respect to The Women's Championship...this night is just as much about you as it is about them. So let's dive into tonight's Triple Threat, shall we? Starting off with the woman you've peaked the interest of in the last month, Sister April. You've spoke rather candidly that she's sort of a fear factor that this division hasn't seen, and you yourself were a bit taken a back your first few encounters with her....so how do you get past that? How do you face your fear?
[Natalya] Like with any fear, you have to just not let it hold power over you. She's been making huge statements since Downpour, she's been striking fear into myself, Bayley...others, it's time we turn the lights on and cast out the boogeyman that frightens us. I appreciate her offer to join her, to stand together to make change in the division...but there's a difference between her idea of change, and mine....I don't want to scare someone into change, I want them to change because they see the benefit in doing so. You can't build a sisterhood on fear, you can't expect respect from someone that fears you. I want to empower, not intimidate.
[Greg Hamilton] How do you stop someone like Sister April, someone that...twice now, she's bested you, and rendered you defenseless with her fear factor?
[Natalya] That's a good question, I've trained all my life to prepare for whatever may come my way, but she's something I could have never imagined....I guess we'll find out tonight if the "predator" in me can overcome the face of fear that stands before me.
[Greg Hamilton] Your other opponent is a fellow generational superstar, she's been wrestling for quite a long time like you, what do you think her problem is with you?
[Natalya] I'm not sure, I mean she's a great girl, I'll admit I may have let my emotions get the better of me at The Performance Center, but she didn't have to go after Liv like that, that was crossing the line. I think more than anything she just needed a way to jump back into the fray after her unfortunate injury, so really I don't think she actually has a problem with me per say.
[Greg Hamilton] Well, maybe I'd agree with you, but...surely after what she had to say about you earlier, that has to change....something?
She tilts her head to the side, puzzled by what he said....did she not see it?
[Natalya] Uh, I wasn't aware that she did...I've kind of been focused on preparing for this match, surely it couldn't have been that bad?
[Greg Hamilton] Actually, it...um, it's sort of sent social media into a riot against her, she didn't hold anything back, and she made a lot of assumptions about you that have everyone upset.
[Natalya] Um...what exactly did she say?
[Greg Hamilton] Well, I don't feel comfortable repeating it...let's just turn back to the monitor and let you hear for yourself.
The Third Generation Superstar turns slightly, wondering what she said that could have been so bad, as the screen lights up, and clips from Paige's segment earlier begin to play.
[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.
She stares at the screen as it goes black for a second, almost unable to formulate thoughts to what she just heard. Mumbling to herself before the next clip plays, saying "Just like them?" with utter disbelief in her tone.
[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.
Once confused, once unable to truly process what Paige was saying, we now see that emotion has been replaced with a far greater one....anger. Her eyes are tighter, her arms are crossed, her breathing heavier. "Excuse me?" a stern quip breaks the silence, disgust written all over her face, oozing from her body language. And there's still more...as the next clip plays.
[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.
That last line, on top of everything else she heard, is enough to have Natalya showing a side of herself we don't often see....her eyes pierce the black monitor like daggers, trying her best to not lose it...to not go off, but...there's only so much one woman can take.
[Natalya] WHO IN THE HELL DOES SHE THINK SHE IS? I USED to care? SHE'S BRINGING WOMEN'S WRESTLING OUT OF THE GUTTER? TRYING TO WASH AWAY STAINS? How? By covering one stain up with a bloody one in it's place? I'm sorry, it's me that treating wrestling like it's cheap? Not the immature brat that walks around here trying WAY too hard to prove she's "hardcore" and better than the guys by turning the pure sport of wrestling into a blood bath of tacks, barbed wire, and everything else that removes talent from the equation of a match?!
[Natalya] Tell me how walking around with a bat covered in wire is promoting WRESTLING, Paige? TELL ME HOW THAT PROMOTES TALENT? Any person in the world right now could step in that ring, hit each other with chairs, drop each other in tacks, light each other on fire, and the end result would be the same, and do you know why? BECAUSE THAT DOESN'T TAKE TALENT, THAT IS NOTHING MORE THAN CHEAP MEANS OF "ENTERTAINMENT." See, this is your problem Paige, you attack people like me that have worked their entire lives to do THIS, and ONLY this. I'm the one that was at the performance center to train with the girls like I ALWAYS do, you're the one that was there for what the second time this year because your body couldn't handle the fight you tried to put it through? But I'm the one that's treating wrestling as cheap? I'M THE ONE THAT DOESN'T CARE?
[Natalya] No, let me tell you about someone that doesn't "care" enough. It's YOU. Because I spend EVERY single day, working to evolve this division into something other than a sandbox of catty bitches that can't be happy for each other and instead try to TEAR EACH OTHER DOWN AT THE FIRST CHANCE THEY GET! I'm the one that is here EVERY WEEK wrestling, showcasing my talent, showcasing other's talent, to create MAGIC in that ring, to promote WOMEN'S WRESTLING. You're the one that shows up a third of the year to promote your latest, I'm going to bring this division out of the slums tour, that never ends because you always LEAVE whenever you start to pick up steam. BUT I'M THE ONE THAT DOESN'T CARE, RIGHT? I'M THE ONE THAT TREATS THIS DIVISION LIKE IT'S DISPOSABLE, BECAUSE I'M THE ONE THAT SHOWS UP FOR A HOT MINUTE AND THEN SHOWS UP OUT OF THE BLUE PREACHING THE SAME TIRED MESSAGE, RIGHT? NO! Let me tell you something Paige, you lack not only respect, you lack dedication, you lack motivation to stick it out through the rough patches. Oh you start off strong, but when you lose steam, that's when you go away and go back to the same drawing board, and repeat the same entire situation all over again. And this time? You went too far, you tried to prove you were tougher than you were, and you got injured, now you're back and you STILL haven't learned your lesson? The error of your ways? You bring drama into a division that is already practically it's own reality show at times, you throw insults out as if you lack ANY sort of respect for your fellow WRESTLERS, BUT I'M THE ONE THAT DOESN'T CARE, RIGHT? I'M THE ONE MAKING THE STAIN THAT MUCH BIGGER, I'M THE ONE THAT'S DOING NOTHING TO BRING ABOUT CHANGE!
We haven't seen Natalya go off like this ever, and she has to catch her breath for a moment, beyond upset at at what Paige had to say.
[Natalya] I....give a DAMN about wrestling, I've given my LIFE to wrestling...and for ANYONE to question that? To insinuate that I'm apart of the problem? THAT....is unacceptable, and I WILL NOT STAND FOR IT! Do not mistake the fact that I unlike you, have respect for this division even through it's problems...for weakness. Because I, am unbreakable...and as you've proven many times before, you're easily broken. So stand down, settle your teakettle, and NEVER....EVER....question who I am, or what I...stand for. I stand...for the division, for it's future, for every single woman that has been, is, and will be apart of it...because each one of them had a hand in creating what it is today. While you may go around criticizing it, launching crusades to fix what isn't broken, I'll be tackling the only problem the division has, people like you. People that look to bring in nothing but drama, drama that's designed to do nothing but cover up what really matters at the end of the day, WRESTLING!
Stunning Greg, and the entire viewing audience into silence...Natalya storms off, more motivated than ever heading into her match with Sister April, and the woman that's awakened a side of Natalya that Paige may not be prepared for, but Sister April certainly is...as she's been waiting for Natalya to evoke such emotion for the last month.
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Subject: Re: XWL EMERGENCE: 8/22/2016 - 9/5/2016 Sat Sep 03, 2016 12:36 am
Graves Not this loser...
Mauro Why can't you for once just not be a jerk?
Zayn explodes from the back to thousands of fans singing his song, he throws out his arm and yells "LETS GO!" he runs down the ramp and up the stairs grabbing a mic before entering the ring.
Zayn walks around for a moment shaking his arm, the fans yelling "Ole Ole Ole, Ole Ole!" Zayn smiles and bring the mic to his mouth.
Zayn You guys haven't seen me since I lost to Punk, I had to take a bit of time to clear my head after that loss... I didn't know why my head wasn't in that match and why I made so many mistakes, I still don't honestly, but, the one thing I do know is it doesn't matter, that's in the past now. I need to move forward and set my sights on bigger and better things! There is a good reason they call me the Underdog from the Underground and that's because EVERY time I get knocked down I get back UP!
The fans start cheering for Zayn again
Zayn It doesn't matter if its Adam Cole or CM Punk! No one can ever make me STAY DOWN!
Graves That's my catchphrase jackass!
Mauro No, your catchphrase was "Stop hitting my head, I already have 3 concussions"
Graves I hate you...
Zayn Like I said bigger and better things... Myabe that bigger thing will be the WORLD Championship!!
The fans cheer loudly now
Zayn Nah, I don't want to deal with those roid monkeys right now....but you know? There is one Title I have my eyes on...A Title that SOOL had that I NEVER LOST! Leo Kruger... I know you think we're best friends or what ever you think in that demented head of yours but I can assure you, I just wanted to use you to prove that SOOL was superior, but ya know? I think I've made up my mind for sure. I like XWL a whole hell of a lot more than the beaten carcass that SOOL was and you know what that meas? It means that soon the Hunter will become the hunted... I'm going to fight my hardest to try and earn a chance at that Intercontinental Championship and I really hope that you're still Champ when I do because I would like nothing more than to kick your head off and win it from you and you can bet that once I do win it, it will BE-
GLORIOUS
NO I WON'T GIVE IN I WON'T GIVE IN 'TIL I'M
VICTORIOUS
AND I WILL DEFEND I WILL DEFEND!
And only a select few lights in Madison Square Garden come back on now, all of them focused on center stage now to create a spotlight sort of feeling. In the middle of the spotlight stood a male who wore a black robe that was complimented with the bits of gold and green that it also wore. A familiar face that a lot of the fans seemed to know. He was no 'indie guy' who was finally getting a shot in the big leagues by any means, rather it was Bobby Roode, the self-proclaimed 'it factor' of professional wrestling.
[MAURO RANALLO] It's Bobby Roode! The It-Factor has returned to accept Zayn's challenge.
[COREY GRAVES] He's back, and would you take a listen to that theme song! It's glorious, dare I say!
[MAURO RANALLO] He might be glorious, but I wouldn't get ahead of himself just yet. Standing in that ring is Sami Zayn and that man is talented and has a lot of heart. You can never count him out. He was our very first Elite Champion for a reason.
[COREY GRAVES] He WAS. Therefore he's a loser. The man's a loser! CM Punk humiliated and he's going to be humiliated again here tonight.
Bobby Roode has already begun his walk down the ramp, of course taking the time to let the people in attendance, as well as those at home, see the word 'GLORIOUS' written in bright, well-written lettering across the back of his robe.
[LILLIAN GARCIA] And his opponent... From Toronto, Ontario, Canada... Bobby Roode!
With confidence in his strut, Roode proceeded up the steps before stepping through the rope to enter the ring, now sharing it with a referee and the man who issued the Open Challenge. His glorious theme song began to die down now as he was stripping himself of the robe he wore, then gently handing it off to a worker at ringside who would take care of it for him while he readied himself to face off against Sami Zayn.
[MAURO RANALLO] Bobby's feet are on the middle rope!
But unlike the announcers, the referee in the ring doesn't see the feet on the ropes and counts the pin.
The fans erupt into a chorus of boos as the once Elite Champion was pinned clean by Bobby Roode. The male was quick to get his feet off the rope, knowing well that the referee could have restarted the match if he saw it, and that was the last thing that he wanted. With his glorious theme song once again playing throughout the arena, Roode rises up to his feet and takes in a deep breath. The referee goes to raise the victor's arm but is ignored as Roode brings his arms up high into the air above the fallen body of Sami Zayn.
[COREY GRAVES] You know what? I think I just found one of my new favorites.
[MAURO RANALLO] I hope you realize your favorite is a blatant cheater, Corey.
[COREY GRAVES] I care about him cheating to win as much as Bobby cares.
A couple highlights from the match begins to play, showing both men getting in some of their offense but of course, the last thing we see is Bobby Roode hitting and putting Sami Zayn away with the Glorious Bomb. Back in the ring, that spotlight once again shined down on Bobby as he stood center of the ring, posing before bringing his head down to look directly into the camera to his front. We then begin to fade to the next segment of tonight's show, wondering who might just be the one to emerge next.
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Subject: Re: XWL EMERGENCE: 8/22/2016 - 9/5/2016 Sat Sep 03, 2016 10:24 am
It was GLORIOUS facing you Austin.
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Subject: Re: XWL EMERGENCE: 8/22/2016 - 9/5/2016 Sat Sep 03, 2016 11:44 am
Boos rain down from the heavens at the sound of CM Punk's music. The boos get even louder the moment the crowd sees The Straight Edge Superstar. Rather than be deterred by the crowd CM Punk just smirks and holds up The Elite World Championship
CM Punk puts the title around his shoulder and brings out his favorite weapon. A microphone.
(CM Punk) Boo all you want. Boo till you cry a river it won't change the fact that I am not only your Elite Champion, BUT, The best champion you have!
The crowd continues to show their disdain for Punk as he climbs between the ropes, lays his title on the mat, and sits Indian style in front of it.
(CM Punk) Last week I was supposed to host a Straightedge party that every superstar and fan was allowed to attend. Well it was all set to happen and do you want to know what happened. I was overshadowed by four children arguing over a useless toy we call the World Heavyweight Championship. I was told that there was no more time for me because of a bunch of corrupt GM arguing and then a bunch off want to be Elites arguing and I know that it disappointed my followers. But it's okay because if there is one thing you can't do to CM Punk for long it's silence me. So tonight, I'm gonna talk about whatever I want, however long I want to talk about it.
Punk smiles a toothy grin at the unfriendly crowds who lets him know how they feel about listening to him talk
(CM Punk) I hold before me the most Prestigious title in XWL. Only two men have ever held it. Well, one man and Sami Zayn. It is virtually untouched and it will remain that way as long as I please. You want to know what makes this title so great. It is the put up or shut up title. In the World title match later tonight no matter who wins do you really think they deserved it? No. They were just at the right place at the right time. A fatal four way match takes no skill. You just have to be lucky. But a one on one match...a match where you can't get hit from behind, you don't have to watch your back, and there is no assistance to take down a foe too tough for you! That is REAL competition and only The Elite Championship can bring that type of competition.
Punk hold up the title in front of him, marveling at it like in a trance before beginning to speak again.
(CM Punk) I will fight anyone, at anytime, in any place to show that I am truly Elite. I will fight to show not only that I am The Best in the World but to show that my message of Straightedge speaks louder that anyone else can. I will fight to show that the Elite championship is top of the food chain and if ANYONE wants to prove me wrong all you have to do is walk through that curtain!
Music plays through the arena which receives a mixed reaction from the crowd
Cactus Jack walks through the curtain with a statistic grin on his face holding a microphone in his hand. The camera turns towards Punk who has a look on his face of regretting his statement. Cactus Jack lifts the microphone to his face and starts to speak.
Cactus Jack: Punk, Punk, Punk, I am hearing you correctly did you say you would challenge anyone? Are you sure about that statement? Are you positive? Are you sure you don't want to retract that statement? As if you don't you are looking at your next challenger for that title you posses. I bet the people that run this place are running around like headless chickens now as you stupidly opened your mouth and now I have accepted there is nothing they can do about it.
Cactus looks directly down the camera
Cactus Jack: You see whilst you spineless cowards still decide on whether you will accept my challenge and since you deliberately didn't put me in the money in the bank ladder match which I would have won by the way and since you won't give me a world title shot I will settle for taking your Elite championship instead.
Cactus then turns his attention to Punk
Cactus Jack: You see I was sitting in the back there waiting for the phone call from XWL management when I heard your voice through one of the monitors backstage. I heard you whining and complaining and was that a tear I seen coming out of your eye because poor Mr Straight Edged CM Punk was overlooked last week? Ah boohoo, chin up son aren't you supposed to be the elite champion here? You say two men have only won the title? All I see is two boys and you are looking at THE man who is going to whip your ass round this ring and take that elite title from you. You also had me thinking as well as you say you are the best, you are the elite here well if that is the case how come you where overlooked last week? How come you where put to the side, put to the corner of the room like the ugly step child that nobody wants anything to do with? You are right that elite title is prestigious but you are a nobody, an insignificant bleep on the radar and since I am the elite wrestler here when it comes to everyone round here and tonight I will claim that title you carry about and finally give it some significance.
CM Punk looks flabbergasted at the sight Cactus Jack. He rubs his eyes and blinks a bunch. Then swipes his hand in front of his face to the crowd's bewilderment
(CM Punk) I'm sorry but I had to make sure I'm not dreaming but is this for real? Am I being "Punk'd?". I'm a NOBODY? I'm INSIGNIFICANT?! Take a look at yourself real close buddy because I'm gonna explain this situation to you real quick. You were a nothing in SOOL who came with a bunch of nobodies from that failed company. So to gain some relevance you all decide to group up and take over but WHERE did that get any of you besides Kruger? Nowhere. Undertaker lost to Cena tonight, I BEAT you weeks ago, and more importantly I beat Sami Zayn to take THIS! You want to know who I am? I'm the BEST IN THE WORLD! And you...
CM Punk stands up, slapping the title around his shoulder
(CM Punk) You are a second rate lunatic. An old former shell of yourself grasping at any straws to stay relevant. You've been throwing down challenges here left and right and no one is accepting those. I can tell you right now it's not because anyone is frightened of you. It's because no one CARES about Cactus Jack barking for attention. So instead of waiting for something to come to you, you're coming to the fight. And a part of me can respect that. But another part of me can't help but think how stupid you could be to choose ME of all people.
(CM Punk) So you want to fight the best in the world? Hey! Get a ref out here! I'm about to show you and everyone here in this arena what it truly means to be Elite. You washed up, hardcore failure!
(Corey Graves) I knew it! I KNEW it! He never stood a chance against Punk! First round goes to the champ!
(Mauro Ranallo) Never stood a chance? It looks to me like he took Punk to the limit. Not sure what match YOU were watching Graves (Corey Graves) I was watching the match where CM Punk took round 1. And that's all that matters! One more win, and Cactus Jack and go back to whatever boiler room he came out from
(Mauro Ranallo) While you might be right about Punk only needing one more win you can rest assure that Cactus Jack will be out for blood next time
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Before the music can start, Mia Yim emerges from the back with the title well around her waist. She glares at the ring with her head held high and she feels at peace with what she did to Sasha Banks mere weeks ago. This time, it's her and Sasha on the bigger stage at a special event.
The music now starts to seep in. Mia firmly holding her fingertips on the side of the belt makes her descent down the ramp with a long stroll.
[Corey Graves] Sasha Banks has been given the chance to right her wrong that happened 2 weeks ago. She came up short to this woman, our champion in Mia Yim.
[Mauro Ranallo] A chance that will surely shock the world if she can pull it off tonight, Mia Yim has proven this is her division, despite what others may think or say. Sasha Banks has to look deep inside herself to find the champion lying on the mat for the three.
The crowd doesn’t react this time and is kept silent, knowing that the boo’s will only encourage her to do more damage to her opponents. Mia smiles with devilish intentions keeping a narrow line walking to the apron. Unhooking the belt from behind her, she sets it on the apron in all it’s glory. Mia uses the ropes to get herself on the apron and inside of the 2nd rope.
[Corey Graves] This title means everything to Mia and more, she’s treating it with respect and isn’t using it as a trophy. It’s no doubt the women have come a long way, ever since Eva Marie held onto this belt and made it what it is. Layla goes without saying, a tremendous competitor. Even those who haven’t yet held this championship, are making women's wrestling a vital part of XWL.
[Mauro Ranallo]: Mia Yim has put it back on the map, you never know what you’ll get with these two. This, for a fact is going to be a hard hitting contest.
Leaning down to grab the belt, Mia snatches it and puts it over her shoulder. Walking around the ring with the belt, a confident champion and she has nothing to prove to anyone.
The title is raised above her and the patent stare of lust is catching her eye. She hands the belt to the referee and backs up to the corner awaiting The Boss.
And once the familiar theme kicked in, the fans might have boo'd, but they weren't anything like the boos that Mia Yim received when she made her entrance. There was tiny bits of cheers thrown in here and there, but for the most part, this crowd in Madison Square Garden was not happy to see either women compete in this championship match. The Boss emerges from behind the back and makes her way to the stage, doing her signature pose where her 'legit boss' knuckles were held in front of her face before pushing them off to the side. Hands then lifted themselves up to her glasses to lift them off of her face.
[Mauro Ranallo]: And there she is, Ladies and Gentlemen. The challenger. These two already put on a spectacular a few weeks back on Anarchy and I wouldn't hesitate to say I believe they are about to do the same thing again here tonight.
[Corey Graves]: While yes, it was an amazing match, let's not forget who won that match. Let's not forget who won that match without having to cheat or anything like such. It was Mia Yim, our dangerous champion.
[Mauro Ranallo]: Well of course I'm not going to forget, she's earned my respect but Sasha Banks? So has she, and I'm not going to count her out of the match just yet... not until I hear that bell ring.
Over the make-up, glasses and lipstick, Sasha wore on thing that mattered more than any of that. She wore confidence. Despite the fact she might have lost once, that wasn't about to discourage her from stepping into that ring. During her walk down the ramp, never once did her eyes leave Mia who stood in the ring with that championship she rightfully earned. Sasha moved to the side of the ring where the hard camera was and stepped up onto the apron, taking a look over her shoulder before once again turning her eyes back to her front to do her signature thing.
[Mauro Ranallo]: Okay, Corey. Last minute predictions. Who do you have?
[Corey Graves]: While I like Sasha and think she is legit, I have to go with Mia. We've said it before and we'll say it again, she's dangerous and she's just getting started. It's going to be a while before we see Mia Yim without that championship.
[Mauro Ranallo]: I'm going to go against you on this one, Corey. I'm go-
[Corey Graves]: No surprise there.
[Mauro Ranallo]: I'm going with Sasha. She lost before, I realize this, but I believe she will learn from that loss and use it to come back and win the XWL Women's Championship here tonight. Mia Yim is good, don't get me wrong, but Sasha Banks is hungrier than Mia is.
Once done posing, Sasha begins to strip herself of her entrance attire. That includes the glasses that she wore, the knuckles on her fingers and the jacket. All of them were placed to ringside as the challenger turns her attention once .
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[Corey Graves] Mia Yim has done it, she's silenced The Boss after two heartstopping matches!
The bell has sounded and Mia starts rolling off of Sasha and having her forehead against the mat catching her breath. Her hair is a wreck, she looks like she went to war and she did. These two women gave everything they had and it still wasn't enough. Something had to give and it did, their bodies gave out but their mind kept fighting. Mia takes the slow path to standing tall, Banks still unable to move and is looking up at the lights. The referee grabs the belt from a stagehand through the ropes. Mia has the title places in the palm of her hands. The crowd does not like this one bit and resounding BOO's level the arena. Mia taking the belt by it's strap sluggishly, placing it hanging over her shoulder touching her back. Sasha begins to sit up and looks at Mia who looks at the title. To much of everyone's surprise she begins to nod.
"I'm not going to shake your hand, I'll give you something much more valuable, my respect. Women's wrestling is back where it should have been all along, and that's because of us.. two". Sasha sitting there knowing she was so close to winning, let's that subside for now. The two look at eachother knowingly of the history they created over the course of these two matches. Mia reluctantly giving Sasha the seal of approval and starts to head to the ropes. A deep breath again, the gold shimmering on her shoulder.
[Corey Graves] That was a sign of respect from a champion, you may dislike her, but you have to admit these women are competitors. When push comes to shove, they will push and shove even harder than they even know possible. Thank you Sasha Banks, for one hell of a contest. Mia Yim emerges at Emergence as the champion, once more.
[Mauro Ranallo]: Listen to the crowd, they are on their feet proud of what these two accomplished here tonight. Sasha may have been 2nd place, but she's getting a winner's rally from the fans. The question looming in the distance, is if Mia Yim has outlasted Sasha Banks.. who was arguably tit for tat with her. How can anyone possibly outmatch a dangerous woman such as herself?
The camera catches up on Mia who has now dropped to the outside, and begins her long walk up the ramp with the championship. Sasha in the background, Mia feels the after effects and the scene begins to fade out.
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Subject: Re: XWL EMERGENCE: 8/22/2016 - 9/5/2016 Sun Sep 04, 2016 12:58 am
The start of Matt Sydal's all too familiar music sends the once calm audience into an instant "BOO!" upon the realization that he's about to come to the ring, and although he said all he probably had to say in his interview with Dolph...just seeing his smug expression is reason enough for this crowd to want him nowhere near the ringside area.
As the lights flash at the stage, all eyes unanimously roll, noticing movement behind the curtain which can only mean he'll be within their gaze far sooner than they'd have liked.
[Mauro Ranallo] The XWL Universe not holding back their feelings in regards to Matt Sydal.
[Corey Graves] You can boo The Golden Ticket to this company's future all you like, but that's not going to change the path this man is on. He is one of the best Superstars in this company, his accomplishments are a mile long, and he's more motivated than ever.
[Mauro Ranallo] Perhaps, but you can't expect the fans to cheer for a man that just heartlessly broke up with the woman that underwent public shame for even getting with him in the first place.
[Corey Graves] He's not the one that was making secret calls to Eric Young, she is...and she got caught in a web of lies that Matt is too perfect to fall for.
A figure appears at last, stretching his arms out soaking in all the boos as if they motivate him to piss them off even more by winning against the two huge favorites that join him in this match.
[Corey Graves] This is a match months in the making, never before have we seen three men cross paths for so long, and not have the standard Triple Threat encounter from the get go.
[Mauro Ranallo] Very true this has been a rather unique situation, Matt Sydal of course took on both Shinsuke Nakamura and Eric Young in one on one encounters back at Downpour. Or I should say, was supposed to until Matt blatantly disqualified himself against Nakamura, which lead to The King of Strong Style himself being named as special guest referee in Matt's match with Eric Young.
[Corey Graves] But The Golden One himself proving to be too good to be screwed, found a way to overcome the odds against him, when Shinsuke shockingly delivered a brutal knee to Eric's temple as he went for a cover on Matt following The EY Driver. This then lead Shinsuke to throw Matt on top of Eric, and grant a victory to the true deserving man Sydal.
[Mauro Ranallo] However tonight, it is one hundred percent every man for himself, and Matt won't have Shinsuke to aid him in victory, in fact Matt has specifically stated he is doing this match on his own, and he's going to prove he's the better man.
The shroud of lights clear up, revealing Matt on the stage, still with his arms stretched wide, sporting his usual golden attire, with a jacket that clearly reads "2Perfect4U" on the left side, with a hashtagged phrase on the right that says "#GoldenTicket" each letter of every word in a bright bold gold.
As the lights continue to flash, his stand still pose ends, and he makes a quick beeline down the ramp, leaping up, sliding under the bottom rope showing off his arrogant athleticism rising up with a smug grin across his face that's in full view when the lights return to normal.
Sydal is talking to the referee telling him to keep his eye on Nakamura only to see a man holding a violin gently placed on his shoulder. A spotlight dawns over him, he takes the bow and presses it against the violin. This creates a harmonic sound and you can hear him imitating the beginning chord of Nakamura’s entrance. Matt throws his hands up in the air "Here we go again.."
Everything suddenly stops and pauses, the lights turn to a dark red and the violin is turned into a more comfortable position. He strokes the hell out of it, picking up speed greatly and plucking the bow. Another unexpected pause and you can hear the crowd get up to their feet cheering on the violinist.
The lights dim with a strange sound toppling over the speakers. A profound violin strum plays softly and energetically all at once. A serrated green frequency bar goes along with this intro fluttering at every chance.
After the song builds, red dots flash long enough to distort your vision for a few seconds.
The dots fade away and only a couple letter’s are shown “S H I N” Everyone in attendance start a frenzy It continues. SUKE NAKAMURA in red bold letters. The minitron and arena lights illuminating the jacket of Nakamura as he walks casually onto the middle of the stage. “NAKAMURA” “NAKAMURA” the crowd bellows out whilst hovering over the barricade..
[Corey Graves] I don't envy Matt Sydal one bit, Nakamura looks red hot and he's brought a friend with him for this special event, Emergence. The crowd is loving this, and so am I, Mary.
Shinsuke drops to his one knee and sends his one arm sky high. Putting his hand on the stage, the violinist increases his speed and the lights flicker to go in sync. Bouncing back up to his feet , twisting his hands over one another, swaying around with his head tilting side to side. The slow motion sensor picking up his movements slightly. Touching his chest with the back of his palm, the other hand raised in the air swung to the sky. The sensor stops and the urge to shake himself around starts to take control. He’s got a pep in his step, whimsically down the ramp.
Striking a pose, a ninja pose! Flashing his mouthpiece smirking because he can. Meeting eye to eye with the violinist, he starts to move gracefully and goes beside him to have a moment. Shaking his hands to the beat, losing himself in the moment. Both hands over the top of one another, sending signals to every single person in the arena.
[Mauro Ranallo] Certainly does, will see the King Of Strong Style go to battle and come out victorious tonight against two very gamed competitors in Matt Sydal and Eric Young. Many mind games were at play, nobody has won.. we find out tonight.
The curve in the theme allows him to almost have a seizure in his rock out moment. Clashing with dizziness, pulls himself together still acting wild. In a crazy fashion going up the apron and walking with swag along the outer skirts.Bouncing with his shoulders and his eyes widened. Under the 2nd rope he goes and greets the middle of the ring. Covering his mouth with his hand, The sound of the music suddenly meets a drop, along with Nakamura as he bursts to the side of the rope.
[Corey Graves] Absolutely tremendous, It gets better each time I see it. You know, you have to wonder if breaking up with Renee, will take a toll on Sydal's mind, and I for one wouldn't want to have space filling my head when in the ring with a man that can kick my head clean off!
Holding onto it with the mightiest grip of all time. Throwing his right arm carelessly into the wind. Stretching backwards to meet his head to the 2nd rope. Launching his right arm down to the mat as he bends his knees completely until he’s touching the mat. The pose causes hundreds of cameras to flash and leaves tingling sensations through everyone’s heart.
Spinning in a 360, moving his fingers as if he’s grabbing onto someone or something.. He hears the crowd on each side of him and stands front and center. Closing his eyes he bobs his head to the rhythm and his legs and arms rattle along with his face. Sending a YEAHOH! bolt to the mat Shinsuke blows this entrance off it’s heels. Zooming out quickly as possible, the entrance music begins to fade. The fans hum the sound of his theme music to keep it going. “OOOH OHH OHH OHHH, UHHH DA DA DA DA DUH WOOH OHH OHH” and he sticks his tongue out playing along.
Feeling the energy pulse through him, Nakamura rises up from his glorious position and to the turnbuckle. Having some pre-match stretches with his legs perched high up on the 3rd turnbuckle. He stares directly into the eyes of Matt Sydal who is clapping away mocking Shinsuke's glorious entrance, although doesn't want to admit it. The referee keep the two apart, and they wait for Eric Young restlessly.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE"
The crowd stops singing the theme song, all of them shifting towards the stage. Once more the voice rings out.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE"
The crowd pops as a figure appears on stage. He comes out, dressed in a sweatervest, khakis and slip ons. He smiles, though tonight is not a night most would want to be a part of is they were in his shoes. Matt Striker. He looks around at the crowd, mic in hand as the crowd cheers for him.
[Corey Graves] This fool shouldn't be out here! He has a match to prepare for!
[Mauro Ranallo] He's here to support his buddy too. Give him credit for trying to manage both.
Matt Striker raises his mic in his left hand, his right hand promptly behind his back as he begins to speak.
[Matt Striker] Thank you. I would like to first start off by saying tonight, is a night for the ages. You have champions and challengers, gladiators and warriors alike. You have predator and prey, and most importantly you have classic matches ready to take place. However, tonight is also a special night for myself. Tonight is not only the night my best friend, Eric Young walks down that ramp and kicks the ass of two, hateful, rude, pathetic men. But also the night I make my in ring return against the one and only, garden snake, Randy Orton. The crowd still seems to cheer, but it has grown a bit more mixed as he goes on.
[Matt Striker] Tonight is a night of triumph and tribulation and I'm pleased to be present, right here, right now. I've also been graced with the honor, NO, the privledge of introducing one of the greatest wrestlers in XWL today. A man with a big heart, and an even bigger beard. A man who will be determined and driven. HE IS THE SHOWTIME. THE UNDERDOG. THE BEARDED HERO. HE IS THE ONE, THE ONLY, ERICCCCCCCC, YOUNG!
Striker turns dramatically, pointing to the stage, the lights going out all around the arena, except for the titantron.
The crowd pops as the lights come up, green and flashing, setting the mood for the arrival of Eric Young. As the song really gets started, Young appears from behind the curtain, looking up into the distance. He comes stomping out, walking to center stage, then slowly turning his gaze to the ring, smirking at his opponents for the evening.
[Mauro Ranallo] Is it just me or has Eric Young just had a whole new attitude here recently?
[Corey Graves] Of course he has Ranallo, he's here to make a statement, not here to sing songs.
[Mauro Ranallo] I don't know if it's a good change.
[Corey Graves] He didn't do it for you. He did it for him.
He then turns his entire body to the stage, taking off down the ramp. He high fives Striker as he comes by, darting past him without hesitation. The duo in the ring settle, prepping for battle as Young comes darting down the ramp. Fans reach out for him, but he ignores them, eyes glued on the ring. He slides in, walking right up to the ref, who pushes him back, making sure he doesn't get to Sydal nor Nakamura. He then takes off to the ropes, jumping onto them, grabbing the top rope and looking out into the crowd who cheers him loudly.
Young them jumps down, backing up and rolling his neck, loosening up before the match. He backs into his own corner, not bothering going right after either of his opponents as he'll gladly get his chance in mere moments.
[Mauro Ranallo] Matt's looking for a German Suplex!
[Corey Graves] But The King Of Strong Style is laying into him with some very stiff back elbows.
[Mauro Ranallo] Eric's starting to rise up, perhaps he'll be able to take advantage of this situation.
[Corey Graves] Shinsuke with The Irish whip that's sent Matt to the corner but...SPRINGBOARD he's launching off the corner with a cross body...
[Mauro Ranallo] And Shinsuke with the strategic shove to Eric, sending him into the corner past Sydal, side stepping...and now Matt's crashed and burned!
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[Mauro Ranallo] HE'S DONE IT, THE GOLDEN TICKET LIVES TRUE TO HIS PROMISE!
[Corey Graves] Was there ever any doubt?
The LAST person they wanted to come out victorious in this match, has now pinned Shinskuke Nakamura. As his music fills the building, you hear nothing but boos, and see disappointed fans sitting on their hands, not even wanting to give him the satisfaction of booing him. Matt, being the very humble man that he is...immediately jumps to his feet, arrogance oozing from every part of his being, as he shouts "ME! I'M THE WINNER! ME!!!!! MEEEEE!!! I'M THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH, I'M BETTER THAN THEM, ME!!!!"
[Corey Graves] Soak it in Mauro, because that man right there? He will be World Heavyweight Champion VERY soon!
[Mauro Ranallo] You may be right, he's been on a roll, and this victory? Defeating two very game competitors, is certainly quite the statement.
[Corey Graves] Could you imagine when Dolph wins Money in The Bank if he ends up meeting Matt Sydal for The World Title? TALK ABOUT THE MOST MUST SEE MATCH IN XWL HISTORY!
[Mauro Ranallo] Let's not get ahead of ourselves now, we've got a Fatal Four Way full of VERY talented individuals that all are determined to leave tonight as World Champion.
[Corey Graves] Of course, I'm very excited for that match...but you can't deny, Team Golden Perfection throwing down for the richest prize isn't something the biggest match we've ever seen.
The very vocal winner has his hand raised by an official that wishes he had ear plugs right now, just like all of us...because he still continues to shout obnoxiously "MEEEEE!! MEEEE!!! I'M THE GREATEST SUPERSTAR IN XWL HISTORY!!! I'M THE NEXT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!! I'M THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH, THE WINNER OF EVERY MATCH, THE WINNER IN LIFE, THE WINNER OF THIS COMPANY, I....AM....THE GOLDEN TICKET....AND I'M A WINNER BABY!" After proclaiming the obvious, that he's the winner....he steps over his fallen opponents, leaping up onto the second rope, continuing to shout, as his hands raise....and.....gold confetti begins to rain down....as if he just won a title, even though...he didn't.
[Corey Graves] Look at that!
[Mauro Ranallo] Oh believe me I couldn't miss it if I tried...he's certainly a gracious winner.
[Corey Graves] The most gracious, the most golden, NOW THIS IS A CELEBRATION!
Our view almost is blind to what's going on at this point, the excess of gold strip of paper cascading down is a visual that's certainly befitting the level of energy he's put into his celebration. We just see Matt standing atop the corner, arms stretched wide, as confetti covers him, the ring, the entire ringside area, even his fallen opponents....and unfortunately our vision may be cloudy, but our hearing...is very much still in tact...as he again shouts "I'M THE BEST, MEEEEE!!! MEEE!! DO YOU HEAR MEEEEE?! I'M THE WINNER, ME!!!!! MEEEEEEEE! DO YOU HEAR MEEEE!??? I'M YOUR WINNER OF THE MATCH, AND I'M THE NEXT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" After professing again, the same statement he's professed since the referee's three count...the boys in the production truck do us a solid, and fade away from the apparently never ending victory parade Matt Sydal is on. Even as we fade, we still can hear until the very last second...."MEEEEEE!! I'M THE GREATEST!!! I'M THE GOLDEN TICKET, AND I'M A WINNER BABY!!!"
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Subject: Re: XWL EMERGENCE: 8/22/2016 - 9/5/2016 Sun Sep 04, 2016 1:11 am
Randy Orton is charging at Striker looking for the punt when suddenly Striker gets pulled out of the ring from someone who has emerged from under the ring! The man turns around to reveal non other than Eric Young who starts smiling at Randy Orton.
Mauro OH MY GOD it’s EY! Thank god!
Graves He shouldn’t be out here! Striker and Orton had a match!
Mauro He was about to end his career! He had to!
Orton losses it yelling “He wanted this! Get out of here!” Eric just smiles but not for long as he sees Striker slide back into the ring EY grabs Striker’s leg and pulls him back out yelling at him to stop Orton at this point has slid out of the ring on the opposite side which the two don’t notice. Orton is looking under the ring now and grabs a led pipe with a dent in it, a dent that was caused when Striker used that same pipe on Orton’s head a couple weeks ago.
Graves That’s the same pipe Striker cowardly attacked Orton with! Payback sucks haha!
Mauro Cowardly? Orton attacked him first!
Striker now is pleading with EY to let him fight as Young just yells at him to leave it to him. Orton slowly sneaks around the stairs where he is mere feet away from Young with that pipe in hand, Orton charges EY but Striker notices and quickly throws EY out of the way only to be rewarded by getting nailed in the head with the pipe, this deed has busted Striker wide open as EY stares in horror Orton smiles, Orton loses his smile when he looks over at EY who is now standing and staring daggers at Orton, Orton charges EY, only to have EY duck under the pipe and almost clotheslines his head off! EY now grabs the pipe as he just stares at it,
Graves Someone get in there! This guy is a danger!
Mauro Orton is about to get some much needed charma!
The fans burst into cheers as EY holds it up with a huge smile but quickly drops the smiles as he looks over at Orton who is trying to get to his feet. EY runs at Orton and nails him right in the head with the pipe and mounts him using the pipe as an extension of his hand driving it repeatedly into Orton’s head busting him open and blood everywhere covering Orton’s face, the pipe and EY’s hands. EY gets off of Orton and looks at his hands..
Graves This man should be fired! Look at what he did!
Mauro As you would say, payback sucks, Corey.
EY got his justice, at least he thought as he again looks over at Striker who still hasn’t moved and face covered in blood. EY losses it again, he picks Orton up and slams him into the steel stairs! Looking down at Orton’s body he goes under the ring and grabs a chair. All that races through his mind is how Orton tried to end Strikers career with that devastating Punt kick… EY yells out “You won’t be punting ANYONE AGAIN!” he quickly takes Orton’s leg and puts it between the back and seat of the chair!
Graves This is to far Eric! Stop this!!!
Mauro I have to agree with you here Graves EY needs to calm down if he does this he could cripple this man!
He then goes to the steps and with pure adrenaline picks them up! He lifts the stairs up over his head about to drop it on the chair and breaking Orton’s leg when out of nowhere 3 refs tackle EY to the ground stopping him from ending Orton’s career EY quickly just shoves them off and more come down and push him towards the back,
Graves Thank god someone stopped him! This could have ended really badly for Orton.
Mauro Maybe now Orton will understand to not mess with EY or Striker.
Graves I have to agree, Orton needs to stay away from the lunatic!
Striker gets helped into the back as Orton just ;lays there pushing the chair off his leg as refs begin to pick him up and the doctor checks his still bleeding wound. We go to commercial break.
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Subject: Re: XWL EMERGENCE: 8/22/2016 - 9/5/2016 Sun Sep 04, 2016 11:35 am
The SOOL guys TORE IT UP! Watch the match they had fun, they put on a crazy good match, so post your congratulations to not only the winner but each participant for truly representing XWL in this match.
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R Truth continues the attack by stomping Hardy into the turnbuckle.
Meanwhile, Rollins and Ziggler both make their way to the top of the ladder and start brawling at the top of the ladder.
RANALLO These superstars are putting everything on the line here in this match! We have seen it all so far, but still no winner.
GRAVES Ziggler has the perfect opportunity right now all he has to do is toss Rollins off the ladder and he will be the winner.
RANALLO I wouldn’t count Rollins out yet because all of these superstars have been put through brutality this whole match.
Truth rushes over to the ladder and pushes the ladder over causing Ziggler and Rollins to fall over the top rope and outside the ring.
RANALLO OH MY GOODNESS THAT WAS OVER A 20 FOOT FALL! How much more can these superstars go through before being carried out on a stretcher?!?
Hardy regains his composure on the ropes. While suddenly Cesaro charges down the entrance ramp.
RANALLO That's Cesaro the man who said earlier tonight that his mission is to make sure Truth doesn’t win the match.
Truth notices Cesaro running towards the ring and Hardy trying to get back on his feet.
Cesaro slides in the ring and immediately starts brawling with Cesaro getting the upper hand and brawling him towards the ropes.
GRAVES Come on someone get this superhero wanna be out of here. He’s going after not only an injured R-Truth, but a man who has been putting on an absolute performance here in this match. Not a very honorable superhero if you ask me.
Truth is up against the ropes and Cesaro backs up slowly.
Meanwhile, Broken Matt Hardy is slowly climbing the ladder.
Cesaro charges at Truth and tries to clothesline him to the outside of the ring, but Truth ducks the clothesline and sends Cesaro flying to the outside.
Broken Matt Hardy tries to grab at the briefcase.
RANALLO It could all be over right here ladies and gentlemen.
Truth grabs the steel chair in the ring and smacks Hardy in the back causing him to fall off the ladder and in front of Truth.
GRAVES Not just yet Ranallo.
Cesaro starts to get up using the barricade.
Truth grabs Broken Matt and tosses him outside onto Cesaro knocking them both down into the barricade.
GRAVES This is R-Truth’s golden opportunity right here Ranallo! Everyone is Down and out.
R-Truth starts to climb up the ladder slowly because of exhaustion and the destruction that he has been put through this match.
GRAVES It’s going to be all over right here Ranallo and you will see the man that you didn’t want to win and the man that THEY didn’t want to win.
RANALLO I don’t doubt Truth’s ability at all. I just don’t condone his actions.
Ziggler and Rollins move their heads slightly and see Truth grabbing at the briefcase.
GRAVES TRUTH HAS IT!
Truth takes the briefcase and sits at the top of the ladder with the briefcase in his hands as his music starts to play.
GRAVES R-TRUTH IS MR. MONEY IN THE BANK! What a match this man put on.
RANALLO What a match all these superstars put on tonight!
GRAVES For once will you give Truth some respect.
Truth raises the briefcase with one arm and beats his chest and starts shouting.
THIS IS MY TIME!
R Truth points at the entrance ramp and then Cesaro.
THEY CAN’T STOP ME! THEY THOUGHT THEY COULD BUT THEY COULDN’T! THAT BALD PUNK THOUGHT HE COULD STOP ME! ITS MY TIME NOW!
GRAVES You hear that Ranallo who’s gonna stop this man from taking what he deserves.
RANALLO Yeah I hear him alright and we got a lot of superstars that can give Truth more than a tough challenge.
GRAVES Well I think we have yet to see that.
Truth makes his down the ladder and exits the ring and goes to the announce table.
Truth grabs a mic from Ranallo, hops over the barricade, and makes his way up the steps. Meanwhile Ziggler and Rollins are still out with officials checking on them, Cesaro is on his knee holding his head in frustration, and Broken Matt Hardy is throwing a fit up against the barricade.
R Truth gets to the top of the stair case where fans are standing, and brings the mic up to his mouth.
Boos surround the arena and R Truth.
TRUTH Shut the hell up and let your new Mr. Money in the Bank speak. Now I told everyone when I came here that I ain’t a punk. I said I’m a STAR. I won that match because I’m a STAR. I won that match with a damn injury. But the real problem is that I was only put in that match because of this damn injury. THEY thought I wasn’t gonna come out of that match alive let alone the winner. Well I overcame the odds, I overcame this injury. And NOW I am Mr. Money in the Bank and there is nothing any of you can do about. With this briefcase I got an opportunity that THEY don’t want me to have. But there is nothing THEY can do about it.
R Truth raises the briefcase
TRUTH AND THAT’S THE TRUTH, AND THE TRUTH WILL NO LONGER BE DENIED!
R Truth walks off camera as the next segment starts.
*XWL Emergence continues on by showing the rabid fans chanting the 3 initials over and over again. The atmosphere is electric.*
[Mauro Ranallo] What a night this has been so far! And there's even more to come!
[Corey Graves] I can't believe what we just witnessed. R-Truth shocked the world by becoming Mr. Money In The Bank. Might we see a cash-in here tonight?
[Mauro Ranallo] Anything can happen in XWL. I mean-
*A loud voice interrupts Ranallo and talks over the fans' chants.*
*It's Chris Jericho! Jericho appears on the stage with a microphone in hand and begins walking towards the ring. He has a sour expression on his face.*
[Mauro Ranallo] That's Chris Jericho! We haven't seen Jericho in a while. What is he doing here? He's not scheduled for a match here tonight...
[Corey Graves] I guess we're about to find out. He looks none to pleased about something.
*Jericho climbs the ring steps and enters the ring all fired up. He raises his microphone again.*
[Chris Jericho] I said QUIET! You stupid idiots can stop with the XWL chants, because this company makes me sick!
[Chris Jericho] XWL has ignored me.... XWL has disrespected me... has everybody forgotten that I am the best in the world at what I do? Have you people forgotten? I am the best in the world at what I do because I do it all.
[Chris Jericho] You need me to be World Champion? I do it. I excel. You need me to be in the opening match? I excel. Talk show appearances, press events, fan interaction... I do it all. How about durability? I've never been hurt or out injured. In 17 years I have never been hurt, I was too busy winning championships and proving that I am the best to ever set foot inside this ring.
[Chris Jericho] But despite all of that XWL has neglected me and mistreated me for far too long. I've been off TV for a while and I show up to the arena tonight and again I'm told to go home... I'm told that I'm not needed. What kind of a company doesn't need the most decorated champion in their history?
*A brief sadness creeps over the face of Jericho although it's quickly replaced by the same look of intensity he has worn throughout this segment. It would've easily been missed by anyone not watching him intently.*
[Chris Jericho] XWL is a company in crisis. You need only look at the top of the card to see that. It makes me cringe with embarrassment and it pains me knowing that nobody in the locker room can hold a candle to me... and they have the audacity to tell me to go home?
[Chris Jericho] I am sick and I am tired of being undervalued and underappreciated. Tonight it's time for me to take a stand. Tonight is called "Emergence"? No, tonight is the Re-Emergence of Chris Jericho.
*Jericho takes a moment to let his words sink in. You can tell he believes them with every fiber of his being.*
[Chris Jericho] And this is isn't just some desperate attempt to become relevant again, because I am always relevant. Whether I'm on TV every week or not I am still the best in the world and don't you forget that. The best... in the world... at what I do...me.
*Jericho points at himself before continuing.*
[Chris Jericho] Not Roman Reigns, not Dean Ambrose, not Brock Lesnar, not AJ Styles... and definitely not R-Truth. Me. I have achieved more than all five of those guys combined yet they are in the main events soaking up my spotlight while I am left to rot in the back or at home. Shame on XWL and shame on all of you for accepting mediocrity when you could be seeing a world class competitor like myself on a weekly basis.
[Chris Jericho] But from now on I'm going to show up whether I'm needed or I'm not. I have always been the one constant great thing in professional wrestling and I endure through all the bad times to persevere and I remain the very best. Now that I have gone through all the neglect it's time to reclaim my spot and once again become World Heavyweight Champion. Sooner or later it's going to happen and you will all thank me for making XWL great again.
[Chris Jericho] So this is a message to anyone in the locker room who thinks they're the next big thing in XWL... you're wrong. I am the only thing that matters in this company, and if you're having illusions of grandeur or have unattainable hopes and dreams of becoming the best running through your tiny little minds inside your thick skulls... think again. Because the reality is that you will never be as good as I am. And now that I am back... XWL will never... ever... be the same... again...
*Jericho drops his mic and stares into the camera full of purpose and intent as his music begins to play.*
[Mauro Ranallo] Well... you can't say Jericho didn't make a statement here tonight.
[Corey Graves] He shouldn't have to make a statement. That man right there deserves better and I applaud him for airing his grievances here tonight.
*The fans boo Jericho and shower him in hate as he begins his exit up the entrance ramp, all the while having a cold emotionless express upon his face. This is a new Chris Jericho. This is Chris Jericho with a purpose and a fire burning inside him, an unrelenting desire to relive his past-glories in the present day. Emergence rolls on...*
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*As we return from break the cameramen are rushed backstage to see a beaten and bruised Johnny Gargano lying on the floor grabbing his left leg in pain*
Corey Graves: Oh my god that's Johnny Gargano, but who would blindside him for no apparent reason. Mauro Ranallo: I have no clue Corey, but you would have to think about what this attack could mean for his future in XWL. Backstage Interviewer: Johnny do you have anything to say about this attack?!
*Moves microphone towards Gargano's face*
Johnny Gargano: .....
*Pulls mic back up to ask another question*
Backstage Interviewer: Do you have any idea who this could've been or why they would have done this to you?!
*Moves the mic back towards Johnny's face nervously and desperate for an answer*
Johnny Gargano: Just leave me be
*Gargano slaps the mic away and the interviewer walks away leaving Gargano still holding his leg in pain as the show heads into break*
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The camera now goes to the ring where Lilian Garcia.
-Lilian Garcia- Ladies and Gentlement! IT IS TIME FOR THE INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE MATCH!
The fans cheer loudly as the are excited for the WAR They are about to witness.
-Lilian Garcia- This match is a FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE!
Leo Kruger takes the mic away from Lilian Garcia, and beings chuckling into the mic and takes in a deep breathe.
.:Leo Kruger:. There's a big fight feel in the air tonight...
Kruger laughs as he runs his fingers.
.:Leo Kruger:. The hunter is about to get his hands upon his prey, and tear him limb by limb.
Kruger chuckles to himself creepily
.:Leo Kruger:. Bray Wyatt, you found out quickly I am no where near what your used to in competition around here. I am of a higher breed man. The hunter that stands before you is going to be the man to single handedly take out Bray Wyatt, and no darkness or man shall stop me.
Kruger pauses for a moment, and starts walking around the ring as he begins speaking once again.
.:Leo Kruger:. Not even your Sister Abigail. You realize is just a figure of your imagination don't you? She has NEVER existed. Your so messed up
Kruger points at his head
.:Leo Kruger:. In the head you gave yourself a "person" to blame all of your actions upon so you can feel better about yourself. While I
Kruger giggles with delight
.:Leo Kruger:. I take everything in stride... I don't care who stands in my way. My actions are something I take pride in. For example, The night The Pack and I brought our true intentions into the light and laid waste to Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns is one of best things to happen here in XWL next to winning this...
Kruger raises the Intercontinental championship high into the air.
.:Leo Kruger:. and remind me Mr. Wyatt..
Kruger lowers the title, and throws it onto his shoulder.
.:Leo Kruger:. who did I acquire this trophy from? Oh... That's right
A smirk appears on the face of the fearless hunter as he gazes into the camera that faces him.
.:Leo Kruger:. You are weak... You crawled on your hands and knees begging for mercy. I silenced your plead with no remorse as I nearly took your head off with a slice. The whole arena grew silent as I covered you for the pin as they knew they just watched their beloved Bray Wyatt be slayed.
The XWL Universe begins boo but quickly dies out.
.:Leo Kruger:. Each time we have met in this ring Mr. Wyatt I have always walked out on top. Tonight shall be no different.
Kruger looks angry that he was interrupted, and looks up the ramp watching making his way down the ramp.
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-Lilian Garcia- THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, BRAY WYATT!
Bray Wyatt is handed the Intercontinental Championship, and rolls out of the ring. Wyatt begins walking backwards watching Kruger as he holds the title up high. The fans start booing as Luke Harper comes from behind and hits Wyatt with a discuss clothesline. Wyatt falls face first onto the ramp. Kruger slowly begins regain his conscious. They show the replay of Kruger being pinned on the titantron. Kruger looks up in time to see the replay, and Kruger starts breathing heavy, and begins gritting his teeth together.
.:Mauro Ranallo:. uhh... oh... This can't be good....
.:Corey Graves:. Leo Kruger does not look happy at all.
Kruger lets out a loud yell that echoes all throughout the arena. He then stands up, and rolls out of the ring. Kruger is over by the announcer table, and grabs the cover for the announcer table.
.:Corey Graves:. What's he doing?! Get him outta here!
Kruger looks directly at Corey Graves. He rushes over to Corey Graves and start headbutting him repeatedly until Corey Graves is rendered unconscious. He then flips the announcer table with a mighty roar. He starts pacing back and forth. Luke Harper grabs a mic from Lilian Garcia, and hands it over to Kruger.
.:Leo Kruger:. BRAY WYATT YOU SON OF A BITCH! HARPER BRING HIM HERE!
Luke Harper chuckles to himself as he walks over to Bray Wyatt to bring him up to his feet. He pulls him up to his feet, and Kruger begins walking over to Bray Wyatt. Harper forces Wyatt to his knees. Kruger slaps Bray Wyatt across the face. He points right in the face of Bray Wyatt.
.:Leo Kruger:. You have pissed off the wrong man, Mr. Wyatt.
Kruger grits his teeth together, and snarls slightly
.:Leo Kruger:. You took my trophy.. So I am going to take your career.
Kruger laughs crazily
.:Leo Kruger:. My rematch for Intercontinental Championship is going to be tomorrow night on Anarchy in a HELL IN A CELL! Until then Bray... Tah-Tah...
Kruger backs up, and runs to big boot Bray Wyatt 's face he immediately falls to the floor. He looks down upon Bray Wyatt and a slight smile crosses his face as his eyes catch the Intercontinental Championship. He bends down and picks up the title, and he poses over Bray Wyatt's body holding the title high in the air as the camera fades to commercial break.
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The live feed cuts out sending the titantron and all television sets around the World into blackness. Muffled sounds can be heard becoming louder, as they increase in volume the picture starts returning, showing a blurry figure dancing in the image. As the picture sharpens the words start becoming clearer. "I'm singin' in the rain, just singin' in the rain" As the picture becomes clearer you can make out the man that is dancing is sporting a fashionable fur coat, whilst twirling an umbrella
::Marty Scurll:: Understanding...
::Marty Scurll:: Understanding is something that we constantly rely on as a human race. In our day to day lives we trust that there are people out there who understand us as a person, who understand our wants, what we enjoy, what we dislike and we trust that people will accept us for who we truly are. We trust people will accept that people will change over time, what was once a way of life becomes unfamiliar to a person, take a look at me for example. "Party" Marty was the name and partying hard was the game but as I've grown as a person, as I've matured over time my likes and dislikes have altered. Where I once used to enjoy the ol' binge on the town on a Saturday night, where as now...
"Tap, tap, tap!"
+ The Villain + CHICKENWING!!
"Tap, tap, tap!"
::Marty Scurll:: ... Well now I enjoy other things in life. This is me now. This is what I have become but does anyone truly understand? When all is said and done nobody truly understands you at all because we hide who we truly are away.
::Marty Scurll:: For fear of being ridiculed...
::Marty Scurll:: For fear of being outcasted...
::Marty Scurll:: For fear of being unaccepted by those we love.
::Marty Scurll:: Think about it, think of the people that you know, think of all the stories that you hear from around the World of those hiding what they truly are. Their sexuality. Their mental health. Their disabilities and these people hide these truths away because of one simple fact, one simple flaw in our genetic makeup and that is we, as a human race aren't understanding. We are unaccepting of what is foreign to our own personal beliefs and why is that? Because in a World that tells itself it is full of heroes, is truly populated by Villains...
::Marty Scurll:: Don't deny it...
::Marty Scurll:: Embrace it!
::Marty Scurll:: Show the World just exactly what you really are, don't lie to yourself and hide a moment longer. Be what truly comes natural to you! Embrace who you really are, love who you want to be and become everything that feels right!
::Marty Scurll:: Become...
::Marty Scurll:: The Villain.
The camera starts to fade away once again. "What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again"
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The arena lights dim and you can hear the roar of the crowd anticipating the man about to walk out from the back. “Let’s Go Cedric!” “Let’s Go Cedric!” The titantron flashes his name and the crowd creates a huge pop.
Cedric bursts through the curtains and is completely pumped up with telling the world he’s finally here. Cedric takes large steps down the ramp feeling the energy of the whole arena whip around him. Nodding to the ovation, he’s smiling from ear to ear." ALRIGHT C'MON, LET'S DO THIS BAY BEEEE"
[Lillian Garcia] Introducing first, making his XWL Debut Weighing in at 200lbs Hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina CEDRIC ALEXANDER
::Mauro Ranallo:: Cedric Alexander. We've heard a lot of good things about this young superstar who's looking to make it here in XWL and listen to this ovation! This capacity crowd couldn't be more excited for Cedric Alexander!
+ Corey Graves + This kid is coming in with a lot of hype behind him and trust me Mauro, the hype is real! This isn't your average high flyer this is a man who can do it all in the ring. You can't help but respect him for making his debut in front of such a large crowd but taking an open challenge isn't the wisest move in my book.
::Mauro Ranallo:: I disagree, to me it shows that he's willing to take on all comers and that he's able to handle the big pressure of not only having your debut on such a grand scale but taking on a surprise opponent too.
+ Corey Graves + That's why I was the wrestler and you were just a commentator. Literally anybody could come down that ramp Mauro, The Undertaker, John Cena, Chris Jericho. Any big name who needs that momentum could come down here and take it this oppertunity of an unprepared opponent.
::Mauro Ranallo:: Unprepared maybe, but I think you're writing him off a little too easily there Corey.
Running up towards the steel steps on the opposite side, he takes his hand on the top rope and scales across it to the other turnbuckle post. Making his climb to the top, he turns his left hand into a visor.
Cedric gets to the tippy top of it now with adrenaline fueling his motion. A forward leap down to the mat, springing his body into a flip invoking a kip up that is faster than the speed of light.
Jogging in place, his hood with the spin covering his face.. pacing himself in a circle for a moment.
Taking his hood and flipping it off behind his neck, Cedric Alexander has emotion in his eyes for his first ever XWL appearance. Crouching in the turnbuckle checking on his kickpads, he awaits his opponent.
The excitement is growing, the crowd are already fully behind Cedric Alexander. His presense alone is enough to warrant excitement and the crowd are ready to witness a fantastic debut, but they have to enjoy the sight while it lasts because the lights cut out leaving them ino darkness. Before too long an almost blinding white light beams from the tiantron with a bizarre image on show.
The theme is met by cheers, there are those in the crowd who are behind The Villain and there are those who are simply cheering because of the prospect of watching Cedric Alexander locking up with Marty Scurll
::Mauro Ranallo:: What a treat we're in for! Not only are we about to witness the debut of Cedric Alexander but the man who answered the challenge is the returning Marty Scurll.
+ Corey Graves + Hands down one of the best technicians in the sport today! I know I said that Cedric Alexander can do it all but his true ability lies in his aerial abilities, so this is a true clash of styles with the aerial acrobatic of Cedric Alexander and the mat wrestling of The Villain Marty Scurll
The fans are greeted by an almost strange sight, as Marty Scurll walks out on stage in an almost glowing white fur coat, with a white umbrella being twirled around his hand, a top hat and to complete the odd combination a white plague doctor mask. He looks around the arena and leans backwards, you can hear the muffled sounds of laughter as he does so. He looks down to the ring, locking eyes with Cedric, raising the umbrella and pointing it towards him.
[Lillain Garcia] And his opponent, Weighing in at 180 lbs, Hailing from Cambridge, England, The Vi..
Lillian is cut off and lets out a scream as Cedric Alexander is suddenly hurled forward against the ropes. As she quickly exits the ring the cause of such panic is none other than The Villain himself, the man on the stage is nothing more than an imposter and a diversion.
+ Corey Graves + Genius!
::Mauro Ranallo:: How can you condone attacking a man from behind?
+ Corey Graves + Mauro, he has as much at risk here as Cedric Alexander. Why risk ruining your return when you can take the ball out of somebody elses court?
::Mauro Ranallo:: I'd say that's exactly what he's done, ruined his return by taking a cheap shot!
+ Corey Graves + He calls himself "The Villain" for a reason Mauro, what were you expecting?
Cedric covers up from a flurry of strikes all directed to the back of his skull, he's doing well to block some heavy blows but some are making their way through and they are leaving an impression. Scurll gets to his feet and stomps down on Cedric's head, the impact causing a whiplash effect and having his dome bounce off the hard canvas. That last shot leaving Cedric dazed he grabs hold of the bottom rope and starts to pull himself upwards. Marty looks him up and down whilst he's doing so, almost insulted that Cedric isn't willing to stay down. Cedric grabs the second ropes and pulls himself up to his knees, that stomp having visible effects on the steadiness of Cedric's balance.
::Mauro Ranallo:: This kid obviously has a lot of toughness in him, a lot of courage and a lot of heart to pull himself up to his feet after a cowardly attack from behind!
Cedric reaches and grabs hold of the top rope, pulling himself upwards but as he does a sickening crack is heard. Cedric rolls around on the canvas in agony clutching at his right arm, while Marty Scurll holds in his hand an umbrella, which has been snapped in half over the arm of the unsuspecting Cedric Alexander.
+ Corey Graves + See what "Heart" gets you, Mauro?
Medical staff rush into the ring and tend to the downed Cedric Alexander, he lets out a sharp scream as they touch his arm. "Don't touch me!" He tries to pull his arm away from the medical team, he tries to fight through the pain himself but eventually conceeds to their efforts and allows them to try and manuever his arm. The Villain looks at his downed adversary and raises the umbrella, which is now at a complete right angle due to the impact. He looks around at the crowd, those who were cheering earlier are no longer on the Scurll bandwagon, they see it as he's ruined what could've potentially been match of the night.
::Mauro Ranallo:: What a complete shame how the actions of one man put an end to a match before it even began!
+ Corey Graves + A "shame"? Mauro, you may not like to hear it but that was a genius move by Marty Scurll. At the end of the day this was his return to XWL action and he's left the XWL Universe talking about him without even having to compete tonight.
::Mauro Ranallo:: And in doing so ruined the XWL debut of Cedric Alexander...
+ Corey Graves + Two points. One, with all the hype that is surrounding Cedric Alexander why would you risk getting in the ring with him on your return to XWL? That's just beyond idiotic to compete against a raw talent who wants to prove himself in the big pond. Two, may I remind you that the bell didn't ring. This match was never official and Cedric's official debut has yet to happen, so quit pulling on the peoples heart strings Ranallo.
::Mauro Ranallo:: The fact remains, we had the potential of a great match before us and Marty Scurll has robbed us of that due to a cowardly attack.
+ Corey Graves + Cowardly maybe but at the end of the day, The Villain's stock rises.
The camera man stands over and watches while the medical staff attend to Cedric Alexander, you see him wince in pain every time somebody grabs hold of it and moves it slightly. The hype and excitement in the arena has died down, an aura of worry sets over the crowd as the young prospect lay on the canvas. You can't help but feel for Cedric as this was supposed to be his moment of glory but it was snatched away from him at the last moment, we just have to hope that this isn't as serious as it appears.
Sister April, Natalya, and Paige all stand in the ring, eyeing one another up, the fans excited for this upcoming contest, each woman has made their voice heard tonight, and now they let their talent do the talking. The referee signals for the bell, and the we're OFF!
{Mauro Ranallo} Three incredible talented women are about to show the world what Women's Wrestling is all about!
{Corey Graves} And let's not forget that our Women's Champion Mia Yim retained her title against Sasha Banks just a bit ago...so the quest to crown her next challenger has officially begun...can one of these women impress enough to be that opponent?
{Mauro Ranallo} As always it's all about reaching the top of the mountain, and fighting for The Women's Championship, but when it comes to Natalya and Paige, this match feels almost greater than that, we saw a very different side of Natalya earlier when met by Paige's statements about her.
{Corey Graves} She wasn't' very in control of her emotions as usual, which poses the question....will she be too focused on Paige, to overcome the fear Sister April has brought out of her in their encounters up till now?
Suddenly, the arena's bright lights are replaced by an ominous red glow as the familiar theme song of XWL's one and only Red Queen begins to echo through the open arena. Many boos attempt to overwhelm the triumphant return of the former, longest reigning XWL Women's Champion in history, but most fans are simply left in shock.
{Corey Graves} NO WAY!
{Mauro Ranallo} It looks like the Red Queen of XWL is back! After an extended absence once she lost the title to since-retired Superstar Layla at Final Stand, this is the first we've seen of Eva Marie!
{Corey Graves} You know I respect you Mauro, but I'm gonna have to ask you to shut up, and take in the full effect of this monumental return.
The camera captures the expressions on the face of the three competitors perfectly while a strange, theatrical voice begins to speak:
{Eva Marie's Personal Announcer} From Concord, California, comes the most
STYLISH
ELEGANT
BEWITCHING
ETERNALLY BEGUILING
CONTINUOUSLY CHARISMATIC
and
FANTASTICALLY FASCINATING
woman to appear in this, or any arena. Allow yourself to be
SEDUCED
ENCHANTED
DAZZLED
and
ENTRANCED
by
ALL RED EVERYTHING
herself,
EVA, MARIE!
The Red Queen finishes her glamorous spin before leaning in and blowing a signature kiss towards the women in the ring.
{Mauro Ranallo} Quite an entrance by the returning Red Queen.
{Corey Graves} And it isn't over yet Ranallo, so zip it. This is her time to shine, and I'm sure she doesn't want or appreciate your voice taking away from it.
{Mauro Ranallo} But yours is fine?
{Corey Graves} I'm just trying to tell you to shut up!
{Eva Marie's Personal Announcer} ... has made her return.
Eva extends her arms out with a gloating smirk on her red lips, soaking in the warm embrace of all of her fans and peers.
{Mauro Ranallo} .. That's it?
{Corey Graves} Mauro, PLEASE. I know it's hard for you, but could you for once just do your job and pipe down so the Red Queen can make her return in peace?
{Mauro Ranallo} I am doing my job! I'm pointing out after all of that, she's just going to turn around and walk out?
{Corey Graves} That's all she needs to do, Ranallo! She's living breathing royalty, and with an image like that, sometimes all you need to do is show it off a little.
Having had enough excitement for one night, the former champion turns and exits the arena, leaving Natalya, April, and Paige confused as to what the purpose of this flamboyant announcement was.
Twitch decided to lose part 1, so just imagine a scenario which lead to Natalya and Sister April brawling on a ladder oblivious to fact that Paige has taken to the top rope and is about to injure herself again because she's "hardcore."
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The lights in the arena shift to red as Eva Marie's theme song begins to play.. again..? Sure enough, much to the dismay of the competitors, the Red Queen emerges onto the stage, arms extended in utmost glory.
Before Eva's personal announcer gets the opportunity to re-introduce the most stylish, elegant, bewitching, eternally beguiling, and continuously charismatic woman to appear in this, or any arena...
{Mauro Ranallo} APRIL JUST LEVELED NATALYA WITH A BIG KICK!
{Corey Graves} Do you mind? Eva Marie is gracing us with her beauty TWICE IN ONE NIGHT, GET YOUR PRIORITIES IN CHECK!
{Mauro Ranallo} PAIGE IS SNEAKING IN BEHIND APRIL!
Eva stops at the top of the ramp when her music is cut, and the lights go up, giving her a front row view of the aftermath caused by her abrasive entrance.
{Corey Graves} Will you shut up? There's a gorgeous woman walking onto the stage right now show some respect.
{Mauro Ranallo} BUT APRIL SEEMINGLY WITH EYES IN HER HEAD TURNS AROUND, SISTER APRIL! SHE'S DRIVEN PAIGE INTO THE MAT...1.....2...3!! SISTER APRIL HAS DONE IT!
Regardless of the fact that she may have been responsible for the changing of tides in this triple threat, Eva seems anything but bothered by it. She places her manicured hands on her hips, oozing with a mysterious smugness. It is at this time that Eva is approached by Charly Caruso, mic in hand, prepared to get some kind of explanation.
{Charly Caruso} Eva, first off I'd like to welcome you back to the Women's Division, I know you've been-
Eva holds her hand up, stopping Charly mid-sentence.
{First and Longest Reigning XWL Women's Champion in History, Eva Marie} Before you go any further, I just want to say how happy I am to be back here in XWL. It's been a long time coming, y'know, and I think it's obvious that they need me now more than ever. One thing's for sure, though. This may not be the "Diva's" Division anymore, but it's still Eva's Division.
{First and Longest Reigning XWL Women's Champion in History, Eva Marie} I was just kicking it the back with my glam squad when I realized that I'm not the kind of entertainer who belongs in the back, Charly. I'm the face of this company, and what good is that face if it's tucked away in the back where no one can see it? These people, my people, paid good money to be here, and I'm not going to rob them of the long-awaited opportunity to see All Red Everything in the flesh. And, that'll be all for now.
And just like that, Eva dismisses the interview and takes a stride back, blowing a kiss to her coworkers in the ring.
The fans start to boo the Red Queen distastefully while she keeps her eyes on the interesting lot of competitors in the ring, almost amused at the sight it seems.
With the question of when the first and longest reigning XWL Women's Champion in history would return being answered, a new question arises. What happens next?
The camera pans to-
Sister April is outside the ring and armed with a microphone. There is no sight of Eva and Natalya has limped her way into the back, Paige following behind her. The after effects of the match can easily be seen on all women including Sister April. With shaky legs she slides into the ring. Instead of standing she sits up, leaning against the bottom rope
(Sister April) Some people will try to steal your moment in life. Some people will try to take what you worked hard to earn. I was hit with bats, kendo sticks, steel steps...put through regular tables, announcer tables, and even head first through a flaming table!...And I still came out the winner. So if you think I'm gonna let some red headed tart take MY moment then you are sadly mistaken!
April uses the ropes to bring her to her shaky feet She holds on to them to keep herself standing
(Sister April) I promised pain. To both Paige and Natalya and I delivered. Every naysayer who thinks all I talk is creepy propaganda with no strength to back it up you can pick your jaw up. Because not only do I speak the truth, I deliver on my promises. And while everyone can concern themselves about Natalya's "Can do!" spirit. Or how "Hardcore" Paige can be. Or even *Gasp* Eva's return! All I'll concern myself with is taking my throne over the Women's division like I rightfully should.
Aprils begins to walk forever and drops to her knees, holding her ribs. He face is painted with agony. She grips her microphone so hard her knuckles turn white. She speaks into the microphone but it comes out very weak
(Sister April) Sisters...I need you!
{Mauro Ranallo} Sisters? What is she talking about?
{Corey Graves) Beats me, I don't-
Suddenly the lights go out. For a whole minute the is nothing but chattering and panic when suddenly...there is a single light. It moves slowly down the ramp. Suddenly there is another. And another. Until eventually there is a sea of fire coming down the ramp
(Corey Graves) What...the...
(Mauro Ranallo) I haven't the faintest idea...
All the fire goes out and the light come back out. With the lights back on, the scene is revealed for everyone to see. Black shrouded figures. At least twenty of them all with their hoods on, concealing their faces. Though there faces are hidden, all the women have absurdly long hair that flows from under the hoods. Some blonde, some red, some black, and so on and so on. They all line up making a narrow path towards the ramp. The two closes to the ring slowly enter and make their way towards April. They each throw April's arms over their shoulders and drag her toward the ropes. Gently, they help her out the ring. The rest of what can only be called, a cult, grabbed their leader and lift her above them. The scene can be called almost christ like as she's carried out towards the ramp
(Corey Graves) I know Leo Kruger beat the hell out of me...but am I seeing this right?
(Mauro Ranallo) I think you are either that or we're cr- wait....are they chanting
Sure enough, the women have started chanting
"Alone we are weak. We are just outsiders. But together we are strong, because Sister April guides us"
The chanting continues but if you listen close you can hear a manic giggling. That turns into full blown laughter as April is carried out. The crowd makes no noise and Ranallo and Graves face just show disturbance
(Corey Graves) Has April...created her own cult of women?
(Mauro Ranallo) I think she just created her own family. The division just got more crazy. And a lot more weirder.
[center]We cut to the infirmary where one of the Money in The Bank participants can be seen conversating with the doctor
(Doctor) I tell them EVERY year this is a dangerous match. I spend the whole night fixing you guys up and you won't even take my advice and take a few weeks off to recover
(Seth Rollins) I'm an XWL superstar doc. If I can't handle some falls an impacts then I wasn't meant for this business
(Doctor) Seth, you didn't just take a slight fall. You and Dolph Ziggler fell off a LADDER! The fact that you're even limping around here is a miracle. And Dolph should really be here too
Seth tries to stretch some but by the pained look on his face, it seems like even the slightest movement is a little too much for him
(Seth Rollins) So will I be ready to get on the road soon? This was just a slight bump in the road. I want to show everyone i'm not the coward I used to be and that means going out there to compete and more importantly defending my two month undefeated streak.
The doctor just shakes his head sadly and hands Rollins some pain killers
(Doctor) Two every 4 hours if needed. No more than that! Now, I'm gonna bandage you up quickly since you seem to want to destroy your body so quickly
Seth just laughs lightly, grimacing in pain as he does so
(Seth Rollins) Hey, I appreciate it doc. And I mean, it could have been worse right-
Out of nowhere, a white colored boot comes flying into frame, and the camera can make out a tiny Team Perfection logo on the heel. The foot catches Seth straight on the chin with a thunderous clap, sending him straight off the table he was sitting on.
Dolph Ziggler Oh trust me, it just got worse.
Ziggler, holding his ribs after not only competing once tonight, but twice, limps to over to Rollins body and kneels down to get face to face.
Dolph Ziggler Because of you interfering with my destiny, I now don't get to compete for the World Heavyweight Championship. Because of you, I now have to wait while those idiots at the top of card still compete for that title without the perfect individual being there. So now, I'm going to take it all out on you, and you have no one to blame but yourself.
Ziggler rises up, takes the bottle of pills the doc had handed Rollins, pops two into his mouth, and limps his way out of the door. Rollins begins to stir finally. The doctor quickly checks on Rollins as his face turns to rage and more importantly, pain
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Subject: XWL EMERGENCE: 8/22/2016 - 9/5/2016 
Mon Aug 22, 2016 9:31 pm
Thank you Harmon/Lazy and Mag. 
