XWL Anarchy: 06/05/2017 - 06/12/2017

LIVE FROM:  CHESAPEAKE ENERGY ARENA
OKLAHOMA CITY, OK
DEADLINE: 4:30 P.M. EST / 9:30 P.M. GMT


-/-  News heading into tonight's show  -/-


1. Welcome to the Club

AJ Styles has some new friends and The Bullet Club is officially back in XWL. After they laid out John Cena in the ring, an unlikely alliance was formed as the Miz came to the rescue of the leader of the Cenation. AJ Styles took the honor of setting up matches for tonight’s Anarchy, including The Miz against Karl Anderson and John Cena against Luke Gallows. How will the emergence of the Bullet Club change the landscape of XWL?

2. DUMMY!

Cactus Jack made his long awaited return to the ring last week at Anarchy and issued an open challenge, only to have Layla come out and announce that a brand new signee to XWL would be answering the challenge. To everyone’s surprise, Eli Drake was the challenger, and he wasted no time making an impact by defeating the established Cactus Jack. Eli followed his victory with a verbal lashing of the XWL Universe. Will he prove that his victory was not a fluke or will Cactus Jack get his revenge?



3. Family is Forever

The XWL Universe never thought it would happen. It was thought to be impossible. But, Sister April has shown that she exists outside of the realm of possibility and has converted Natalya to her side. The once proud warrior was nothing more than a shell of a woman when she emerged with her new Sister last week. Despite the change, Natalya was still able to dispatch the number one contender for Sister April’s title, Rosemary. When Rosemary began to attack Natalya following the match, Sister April showed that Natalya is not just a trophy, but a Sister worth protecting as she flew into the ring and saved her. If Sister April and Natalya are truly a united force, the Women’s division is in trouble.


4.  Bad News for Barrett

New Intercontinental Champion Bad News Barrett opened last week’s anarchy with a promise to be a fighting champion and bashed former champion JBL. Sami Zayn soon interrupted with a proposition of a rematch, followed shortly by JBL who also wanted his rematch. Before any conclusions could be had, Samoa Joe came crashing through the ring like a human wrecking ball and utterly demolished all three of his victims. Samoa Joe was clearly sending a message to Bad News Barrett that he is on notice. With three men vying for the title, how will the new champion handle the competition?



5.   Mutiny in the Broken Kingdom

XWL has a new King, and it is simply WONDERFUL living under the rule of Broken Matt. However, Matt Sydal made it clear that he does not feel that way as he interrupted the Royal Coronation dinner. Matt Sydal put forth an official decree declaring his intention to challenge the King for his claim to the throne as well as the Championship. Broken Matt accepted the rematch clause and Cyberslam may see a Revolution.








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The Fact of Life

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Anarchy starts off in a dark room with only candles already lit on a table.



Rosemary rises from underneath the table with a smile upon her face.



.: Rosemary :.
Good evening, and welcome to Anarchy hivelings.

Rosemary giggles to herself. She stares at the burning candle. she begins tracing the outer edge of the candle with her finger.

.: Rosemary :.
Last week we struck a nerve upon Sister April when we attacked her newly acquired sister which was quite amusing for us. The fire that burned from her eyes was not intimidating in the slightest that is why we remained with a smile. You see unlike the other women around here we have not been handed opportunities we started the very bottom by choice. We wished to get our hands upon every women spreading our sickness through the division before finally crossing paths with you. Showing, proving our dominance.

A look of thought comes across the Rosemary

.: Rosemary :.
We remember when we last crossed paths you, and yes you did overcome the odds that night, but vengeance comes in strong waves. If you think last week was something that got underneath your skin my dear

An smirk of pure evil crosses the face of Rosemary

.: Rosemary :.
You have a lot more in store for you. True darkness is on the rise.., but you shall not be able to conquer it as we are darkness, and chaos made flesh. We shall be the monster that lingers within never ending nightmares, cause trust me when I say this little girl.. monsters are very real, and they are just as dangerous as they are in your dreams. So let us ask you this sister. Have you ever felt powerless while being chased? No matter how fast you'd run the monster always seems to find you. In those moments you must feel doubt of survival, but not us. We tame those monsters as they are also darkness, and they shall listen to our every whim.  

She tilts her head, and looks directly at the camera

.: Rosemary :.
When we look into your eyes A.J we see a rebellious, emo little girl, that is copying something someone has already done just to get people talking about her. I shall make sure your beating is the worst one to come. People thought what we did to Miss Bliss was something unforgettable, because of the torture, and holding her against her will. It shall not compare what we will do to you, but just know with what we did to Miss Bliss she couldn't handle it anymore, and she Decayed, Decayed.... DECAYED!!!!!

Rosemary laughs hysterically, and after a couple of moments she regains her composure.  She looks with a smile upon her face into the fire that burns off of the candle.

.: Rosemary :.
Oh Sister I look forward to our descension through darkness, and straight into HELL. I am well diverse in both elements as I am the Demon Assassin hell is just another place I love to dwell in. Have you seen the beautiful things within there? Fire is everywhere, and you get to watch others burn for eternity just for pure entertainment. Their screams is like music to my ears we could just listen all day for pleads for forgiveness, but we remind them it's to late, and now they shall suffer. I can not wait to see you burn, but how shall you burn? Slowly, and very painfully or will you combust quickly only leaving a pile of ash to be swept into the never ending pits of hell? Either would be quite satisfying to watch. Then we shall hoist the gold proudly over our head casting darkness into XWL and spreading the illness through the air. Then I shall laugh watching everyone one by one DECAY!!!!

She laughs, and it echoes throughout the room. She abruptly leans forward blowing out the candle leaving herself within the darkness.



As soon as the camera cuts we go to the opening video of anarchy.




 

Chris Jericho comes out to mixed reactions from the XWL crowd here tonight, he he's wearing his signature scarf but this time, instead of the vest, he seems to be wearing a Fozzy shirt.


Mauro
Last week Chris got his List of Jericho back in his possession, tonight he faces the BEAST Brock Lesnar, how is he going to handle Brock here tonight?

Graves
Brock is the one that needs to look out Mauro, Chris is on top of his game here in XWL!

Jericho struts down the ramp mic in hand, List in the other. He stops at the steps and yells "Come on BAYBAY!" as the fans shift more towards cheering him now


Mauro
Chris seems to have had a change of heart as of late.

Graves
I just think the fans have finally gotten smart and embraced him Mauro.

Jericho steps into the ring and prepares to speak.

Jericho
I see the stupid idiots that used to boo me now seem to cheer me...

Fans cheer a little

Jericho
That's fine, love me or hate me I'm still me. Still the same Chris Jericho that's going to do whatever it takes to win. Same Chris Jericho who without a second thought would put each and every one of you on the List if you wrong me in any way...

The fans cheer a little louder now, Jericho smirks

Jericho
Now I've come out here for a few different reasons... The first is to give all the Jerichoholics out there what they need

Fans cheer louder

Jericho
What they crave...

Graves
Yes Chris!


Mauro
stop Corey...

and louder

Jericho
What they want

and louder

Jericho
WHAT THEY DESIRE

Graves
I'M READY CHRIS


Mauro
Corey this is unprofessional

and louder

Jericho
I give all of you.... THE GIFT OF JERICHOOOOOO

Jericho closes his eyes and extends his arms as the fans erupt in cheers

Jericho
DRINK IT IN MAAAAAAAAN

Graves
I'M DRINKING IT IN CHRIS!

Mauro just facepalms at this point and sets down his headset Jericho opens his eyes  and notices Mauro. Jericho frowns.

Jericho
HEY, YOU STUPID IDIOT!

Mauro can be seen rolling his eyes

Jericho
You know what happens? When you disgrace Chris Jericho? Huh? Do you?

Graves
DO IT CHRIS! HAHAHA!

Graves is seen laughing at Mauro as Mauro just lets out a sigh with an unimpressed look

Jericho
MARIO RANLOTTO!

Mauro can be heard saying "That's not my name... Jesus.."

Jericho/Graves/Fans
YOU JUST MADE THE LIST!

Jericho jots down Mauros name

Jericho
Mario Ranlotto, for being a stupid idiot and disgracing Chris Jericho.

Jericho clicks the pen and looks back up

Jericho
Now then, that's out of the way lets get to the real reason I'm out here tonight. Tonight I face probably my toughest challenge...

Jericho keeps a straight face, he then starts laughing? Why is he laughing?

Jericho
Who am I kidding? If this was old Brock Lesnar? Maybe, but this guy lost to Matt Sydal AND Sami Zayn! Two losers who couldn't go toe to toe with me, the GOAT, Chris Jericho

the fans cheer Chris on

Jericho
Brock Lesnar, tonight you will be decimated... beaten.... battered.....AND VICTIMIZED!

The fans cheer loudly for Chris stealing the Beasts catchphrase.

Graves
You tell him Chris!!!

Jericho
You think Roman Reigns was a tough opponent? AJ Styles? The Undertaker? They are NOTHING compared to the GOAT!

Jericho straightens his scarf, Mauro is just sitting there stunned by how much Jericho believes his own hype.

Jericho
Mr. Heyman, why don't you get behind a REAL WRESTLER, get behind the GOAT, Chris Jericho YOUR FUTURE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! Because after I'm done with your so called "Beast" I'm coming for the Broken Idiot and I'm taking that Championship!

Jericho smirks again

Jericho
GOAT OUT!

Jericho drops the mic and leaves the ring

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.:Corey Graves:.
Oh I am excited for this Mauro! We have a rematch here that happened not to long ago that help point Brother Nero in the direction that he is in now.

.:Mauro Ranallo:.
I think we are gonna have ourselves a great match here. Eli Drake his first week in XWL pin Cactus Jack a well established Superstar here. Let's see if he can beat the man who beat him before he was even signed to XWL...



Eli Drake steps out onto the stage, and points down the middle then to his left matching the pronunciation of his name as he did last week.



He begins walking down the ramp with pep in his step, and smirk on his face as he feels very confidant going into this fight. While he is walking down the ramp he begins yelling turning his head left then right.

.:Eli Drake:.
YEAH! YEAH!

Without hesitation he runs up the steel steps, and gets into the ring. He waves at Brother Nero with a smirky smile upon his face.

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Eli Drake stands up, and extends his arm for the ref to raise his hand.

.:Mauro Ranallo:.
Don't forget later tonight we all will be seeing Eli Drake again as he is debuting his show called The Fact Of Life, and word is going around his first guest is the newly crowned Intercontinental Champion Bad News Barrett!

.:Corey Graves:.
Oh that sounds like a fantastic show. If this is true I can not wait to see what happens!

Last we see is Eli Drake walking up the ramp backwards with his arm raised high in the air

The camera switches backstage to The Broken King sitting back in his throne. He rubs his chin as if he appears to be in thought, and he abruptly sits up.

.:The Broken King Matt Hardy:.
Last week was a WONDERFUL experience to share with all of you PEASANTS as you saw the royal family enjoy my coronation. We have even had the Golden Spot Monkey Brother Sydal himself join us at the table. He seemed like he enjoyed the DELIGHTFUL green beans that Senor Benjamin prepared for that magnificent meal, but I don't know if it was on purpose or not, but he split wine upon the queen, and he shall have explaining to do, but THE MOST unforgivable act did not come from him.

The Broken King grits his teeth together as he begins to envision what happened last week.

.:The Broken King Matt Hardy:.
It came from Braun Strowman. Why in the HELL does he think he can walk around here, and stick his nose in business where it doesn't belong? Go back to your poems maybe then with time people may grow to care for you. I will show you here tonight you don't belong in my presence that is why I declared that Braun Strowman shall go one on one with myself,The Broken King. You think you have what it takes fight a King. Don't make me laugh..

He leans forward but still remain seated upon his throne.

.:The Broken King Matt Hardy:.
Tonight shall a lesson from The King himself. All eyes upon me peasants as I deliver Strowman his punishment. Your king has spoken...

He stands up from his throne, and walks out picture.

The cameras pan across the bright, excited faces of tonight's Oklahoma City crowd as they wait for what is to come. Some audience members still looked like they were trying to get settled, but their energy was still matching the rest of the jumping fans in the packed arena. As the cameras cut across the sea of XWL universe members, the audience can see themselves on the tron and they wave their creative signs around like mad dogs to get every person's attention and fight for fame on national television. This bright up beat feel of the crowd would, sadly, drastically change due to one man's theme beginning to blare through the speakers who recently got on their bad side.



As his music hits, smoke floods the stage from above the titan tron, blocking the entrance way; the XWL Universe begins to roar in disapproval of the Rated R Superstar, before he even makes his presence know to the audience. Just a week ago Edge turned his back on the fans because of his recent circumstances, but now the backlash of the XWL Universe was rough to face since they seemed so unforgiving. The boo's from the crowd grew louder and louder and the chants became more vulgar until the volume of the crowd climaxed when Edge ran through the smoke and he embraced the pure hatred of the XWL crowd.



As Edge stood on top of the stage hearing the sold out crowd boo, curse, and yell at him a smirk crossed his face. After a moment of taking in the crowd, Edge begins to jog to each side of the stage mocking the XWL Universe, yelling and cussing into the unknown sea of people, but didn't even seem audible because the volume of the crowd vastly overpowered the single voice of the Rated R Superstar. Edge finished mocking the fans by gesturing he was brushing the dirt off his shoulder and followed up with pointing to his head, signifying he was smarter than the fans. Edge began to make his approach to the ring and as he walked down the ramp audience members could be seen spitting they were shouting so hard and angrily towards Edge, some parts of the audience was even blocked off by security because they were so aggressive they were trying to hop the rail. However no matter how they reacted Edge continued without a care in the world and planted his feet in the middle of the walkway full of angry fans



Edge makes his way to the ring, but before sliding into the squared circle he looks over to a little kid who yelling at him; as he approaches the little kid swings his fist furiously at Edge with tears in his eyes-- he was wearing an Edge T-shirt and his heart was crushed because he turned his back on him. Edge just steps back and laughs at the kid, walks back to him and gives him a knuckle sandwich and takes off for the ring. Upon sliding into the ring, Edge gets a microphone and paces back and forth in camera view a few times before planting his feet and beginning to speak. As Edge's music fades the sound of the music was replaced with a equally as loud XWL Universe booing at the Rated R Superstar. Edge tried speaking a few times, but the crowd just booed over him, but eventually he got the crowd to quiet down and began to speak.



EDGE

Last week, after my "match" and I again proved to the world that I am the Best DAMN Wrestler in this industry and I showed CM Punk how to really wrestle and what the Best wrestler truly looks like, I sat backstage and began to think; think about how I could seize my opportunity in the most perfect way. I began to brainstorm on how and when I could mix my way into a situation and come out the victor. And it was when I sat in my locker room and stared at the T.V. I realized I wouldn't have to try to hard much longer. I stared at that television and realized that once again that our paths crossed and as I sat there I began to laugh because now it is my time to strike. I've been waiting for months for the perfect opportunity to knock this man down a few pegs and now it seems we have yet another common interest. Over the past few months you have evaded me and I sat in the shadow of your fame and you.. you stole opportunities I wanted, you fought a man that robbed me of glory and now, I will never be able to get my revenge. A couple months ago, I even got in your face and demanded a match, a chance to show the world that I was underestimated, but it seemed then, just like now I seem like nothing. It seems like I posed no threat to you and that you were in no rush to meet me face to face. And now you still carry yourself with the same cocky grin, thinking that no one holds a candle to you and if you want something you can damn well have it. Well let me inform you: TIMES ARE A CHANGIN', and it is time that someone taught you humility and knocked your ass back to the mid card where you belong. I am sick and tired of living in your shadow, I am the BEST DAMN WRESTLER IN THIS INDUSTRY AND YOU AND EVERY OTHER PERSON IN THE BACK KNOW IT.  It has been a while since we last got to have a chat and now I got a few more notches on my belt too, and now you aren't the only person to claim that they are the Best to grace this mat. It's about time you met what a true wrestler is, MATT SYDAL: IF YOU SAY YOU ARE A MAN OF YOUR WORD, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND FACE ME LIKE A MAN GOLDEN BOY!  


[Mauro Ranallo]
Is Edge really calling Matt Sydal out? I'm not sure he's even here tonight.

[Corey Graves]
If he is he's not only a glutton for gold but punishment as well. Barely surviving The Destroyer,  refusing to die against The Beast, outlasting The Hunter, and then being flung like yesterday's garbage from the ring through our announce table at the end of last week's show by The Monster Among Men, even I couldn't blame him for taking the night off.


The Rated R Superstar paces the ring, looking to the ramp, he's called out The Golen Ticket, but is he even in the building to answer? It starts to look like that is indeed the case, until suddenly the lights go out, and immediately the arena screams in excitement. Phones light up the pitch black ringside area, until the all too familiar graphic lights up the tron, simply saying "The Best" in silver text.





Two words that normally could be argued heavily by someone who claims such, but when referring to The Superstar of The Year, and The Multiple Time World Heavyweight Champion, a man that has a list of accomplishments anyone would kill to have, you can't really deny it, now can you? No, we can't, and we don't, because that arrogance, that brash behavior is what sets Matt apart from your traditional fan favorite. He's honest, to a fault, but we respect that about him. He doesn't hold back, he doesn't try to play "nice" he's what we wish we could be in life. Maybe not to the extreme degree he goes, but everyone wishes they could walk into the room and be so good, that everyone had to take notice, that even if someone doesn't like you, they have no choice but to respect you. This is the man that in the last month has stood up to a Destroyer, conquered a Beast, and ended the career of a man that was once thought to be a dominant force for the foreseeable future in XWL. But as those words fade, new words take their place, this time, in gold lettering.





As "366 Days A Year" appears in gold, we once again are reminded that Matt is not just any old Superstar of The Year, no...he is Superstar of a LEAP Year. We the fans voted him as such because while he wasn't until recent memory, a favorite of ours, he's one of the best superstars to set foot in this company, and he keeps getting better. Once the graphic fades, the all too infectious theme of our champion blares throughout the building, bringing the cheers back up to an extremely high tone. And much like they've been doing lately, the audience begins to sing right along with it.






A gold spotlight shines down on the stage, and there standing under it is the man that we now know will challenge Broken Matt Hardy for The World Heavyweight Championship at Cyberslam. He's geared up in his best gold attire, sporting a "Find Your Golden Ticket" t-shirt and raised in the air in his firm grasp is his Slammy Award. The arena continues serenading Sydal with his theme, all while Edge grows more impatient by the second over having to stand there while Sydal makes his always obnoxious entrance. But unlike normally, he has subdued himself, there's no fancy pyrotechnic tricks, no ramp turning to gold, no golden ticket confetti falling down all around him. The Number One Contender begins to ascend down the ramp, noticeably with a slight limp though he's trying his best to keep his usual bravado up. But we know he's had one hell of a month, he's as tough as they come but no man goes through what he's gone through and walks it off. But then again this is the man that won The World Heavyweight Title on one leg, so he doesn't let anything hold him back like a normal person might. Reaching the ring, he would usually rush forward with a fancy leap under the ropes but as we can tell he's a feeling the damage done by Braun Strowman when he wreaked havoc at the end of last week's show, I mean this man was flung with such power he went from the ring to the outside, through the announce table. Instead, he takes the easy way, walking up the steel steps, and slowing entering the ring. As he nears Edge he stops, holding his hand up before reaching behind him pulling a microphone out of his waistband, a microphone that could be expected, is gold.


[Matt Sydal]
So, let me get this straight, being knocked on your ass by the guy that got beat in 23 seconds, and intentionally walking away from an opportunity at spoiling his comeback, an opportunity that could have perhaps I don't know...made people remember Edge used to be slightly successful? But that, that proves you're the best "DAMN" wrestler in this industry? Well golly gee, here I was thinking that BEATING THE BEAST THAT BEAT HIM IN 23 SECONDS, and ending the career of one of the most dominant Superstars within the last year, that was proving what's already been proven a million times over by now, that I....am the BEST GOLD DAMN SUPERSTAR TO SET FOOT IN A RING! But I guess perception is reality, right Edge? To one man, a failure is a success, and by all means, if that's what you've been reduced to I'm not going to try and ruin that idea for you. But if you call me out, I'm going to call you out. So I think before we continue further with this, I need you to answer me one thing, is it worth it? Like, you've had a good thing going, you come out every week practically demanding opportunities when you've not really proven you should have them, well by the definition of "proving" that everyone but apparently you follows that is. But hey it's worked, it's kept you semi-relevant, and I know a guy like you had to have worked out a pretty sweet contract, so what do you really have to prove? Especially when, well...with all due respect,  you don't seem to quite grasp what the word "proof" actually means.

A smirk ran across Edge's face, in his eyes it was noticeable that he was pissed that Sydal just questioned his integrity, but he was smirking that he actually got Sydal out to the ring despite his injury. Edge stands in the ring for a moment eyeing down Matt Sydal, while the crowd behind him began chanting " You're not worthy" and "Sydal's gonna kill you". Sydal is standing in the ring spinning the golden microphone in his hand with a big grin on his face as he looks at the Rated R Superstar.  After a moment, he flips his hair back and his eyes got a little wide and puts the mic up to his mouth.

EDGE
You wanna talk about proof? I am a two time World Heavyweight Champion, my first match back I pinned Old Hustle, Loyalty and Respect, himself. The mighty John Cena.. I've beaten legends like Goldberg... I had "The Broken King" laying flat on this canvas...  And you wanna talk about conquerors? I beat him too...and it didn't take me an hour to keep him down either. Sure, I got knocked on my ass, but who were you focused on when I went to the back, huh? Who's actions caught the most heat? Don't tell me I don't know what proof is golden boy. Here is the thing that you haven't picked up on yet: to be a true opportunist, you can mold anything in your favor. You can start at the lowest of lows like I did when I showed back up and turn that into a shortcut to the highest of highs.. You call last week a failure, but I molded it into success because now... all eyes are right here on me and you. So to answer your question, it was worth it. I have nothing to prove to any of these pests sitting in the audience or any of the guys sitting in the back, I couldn't care less on what they think, but I do have one thing to prove to you. I want to show the world that their hero, the oh so loveable and golden poster boy Matt Sydal isn't untouchable... Every week you walk around this place like you damn well own it and I think it is about time someone scarred your pride. It's time someone showed you that the trophy you carry around and boast about endlessly means nothing now,  and that this fantasy where you are at the top of the mountain is destroyed.


Naturally the audience directs very intense boos Edge's way, in complete disagreement with his words directed at Sydal, especially about The Slammy Award THEY gave him. Sydal stands there slightly amused, perhaps because he's heard this a lot, everyone always promises to be the one, the difference maker that finally silences him, but one by one, Matt Sydal does what he does best, back up his words.


[Matt Sydal]
You're going to have to try a little harder than bragging about beating John Cena because he hasn't been mighty since I made Mr. "Never Give Up" TAP OUT when he dared to challenge me during my record setting World Heavyweight Championship reign. You don't know what opportunity is, it's not just manipulating the truth into the lie you concocted to feel better about yourself, it's using every moment you step in this ring, to PROVE you are without a shadow of a doubt THE best. Speaking the truth until EVERYONE has no choice but to listen. By piling up example after example, AFTER EXAMPLE. And the truth is Edge, the only reason eyes are even on you, to begin with....is because you uttered my name out of your mouth. The very second you spoke of me? The ratings spiked, and why? Because EVERYTHING I TOUCH TURNS TO GOLD! Thanks to me, you're now more relevant than you've been since, well...ever. I mean don't you think that's sad? You became complacent a LONG ass time ago, you rested on what you once did, what you once were, but then people got tired of it, didn't they? So here you are every week, trying your damnedest to pick up the pieces, but there's too many to pick up, and as you cling to every piece, as you hold on for dear life, as one is added to the pile, another slips out of your grasp, and one day...your arms are going to give out. So I'm humoring you, I'm giving you an opportunity to follow the theme of this little chat between us, and PROVE that you even belong in the same conversation as The Golden Ticket of XWL. You say it's time someone showed me everything I am is meaningless, what makes you think that someone is you? What makes you different? Why do YOU suddenly think you can climb back up the ladder and retrieve the brass ring you failed to hold onto before?

The feeling in the arena is starting to get tense and the crowd begins to fall a little more silent throughout this war-of- words. After Matt Sydal's last words, Edge begins to lean his head back and laugh to himself wildly; then in one motion Edge flips his hair and steps right into the face of Matt Sydal microphone in hand. His eyes are now really wide and now he is truly pissed off.

EDGE
I AM THE GREATEST ******* WRESTLER THIS PLACE HAS EVER WITNESSED, and you want to question my integrity. Let's not forget the fact that the brass ring that you once had is now dangling over you're head too.. you are no place to even think you are higher than me... Your conceit is what is going to make you so easy to break, you hold your nose so damn high you don't even know when someone is going to strike. You're no opportunist, you can't even begin to tell me what an opportunist is because I AM the ULTIMATE OPPORTUNIST, I am the man who made a name for himself by being aware of everything, and striking at the perfect moment. I perfected my craft and by strategizing and striking at the right time, that's how I beat Lesnar, that's how I toppled the Big Show. And you wanna talk about the ratings being spiked? People from all over the world tuned in when they heard I beat someone they said was unbeatable... And you wanna know something else: ratings spiked when I slammed that steel chair three time over Austin Aries' head, I know I am more than capable to do it again. You aren't the main reason these idiots turn on Anarchy every week, are you too dense to realize that? You wallow in your past glories and don't even think about the others-- that's a shame, but I guess it works for you because while you boast and boast about your past I've been preparing for the future to take that golden touch away. And believe me when I tell you I have waited a LONG time to kick your ass, SPEAR you in the middle of this ring, and watch the ref count to three as the faces of the audience begin to cry because their hero has fallen. I've got me career together, don't tell me " I am struggling to pick up the pieces" and that my " arms are going to give out" because right now you can barely even get into this ring. You can barely even face me right now and if I am being honest it would be too easy to put you on the shelf, so I suggest you pick your next words wisely before things get a little RATED R.

Edge steps back towards the other side of the ring, but then stops on his way and turns back around, facing Matt Sydal.

EDGE
I don't think I can beat you, I KNOW I can. And as I stand tall over your body as my music plays through this arena, you won't be remembered as the Golden Matt Sydal.. No, you'll be remembered as Braun's Bitch and Edge's Stepping Stone.


Two egos are clashing and the fans are hanging on every word, drawn in by the words spoken by both men, and it's clear things are growing more intense by the minute...

[Matt Sydal]
More like the greatest waste of potential this place has ever witnessed. I've held that brass ring so much it's turned gold, and I can grab it again whenever I please because unlike you, I can do ANYTHING I set my mind to because I have the skill to back it up. It's easy for you to stand there and say you've been preparing for the future, but the future is NOW, in the moment, you don't sit by waiting for something to come your way, to TAKE IT! And in case you've forgotten, I'll remind you that at Breakthrough, on ONE LEG, HOBBLED, HOPPING ONTO THE TOP ROPE, SPRINGBOARDING OFF THE ROPES WITH ONE FOOT, I BEAT BROCK LESNAR AND AJ STYLES TO BECOME ONCE AGAIN THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! I was thrown around like a ragdoll by Brock Lesnar several weeks ago, speared through not one, not two, not three, but FOUR barricades, and yet...I won. Leo Kruger underestimated me, he saw me as easy prey, as everyone always does, but he learned that you can knock me down, but I'll ALWAYS bounce back up and KNOCK YOU OUT!



Sydal's intensity fades, and in its place remains nothing but a smirk as he steps to Edge, getting closer in his face, tilting his microphone up.


[Matt Sydal]
You've been talking an awful lot since you came back for your usual failed attempt at regaining glory, and I think it's time you understand your place in this company. You're not The "Ultimate Opportunist" that title belongs to me, because unlike you I've lived, and breathed OPPORTUNITY every single day! You're like a little kid that tries too hardy to "edgy" to get attention, and when you do? You do NOTHING with it! I'm challenging for, and WINNING THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP AT CYBERSLAM, and you? You're just going to be another set of eyes watching as I do what I ALWAYS do. Now if you'd like to PROVE otherwise, then hey...let's give the so-called "Ultimate Opportunist" the opportunity of a lifetime. You, me, right here....RIGHT NOW! You think you're so good? PROVE IT!

The crowd pops to this impromptu match possibly going down and at Edge's face could not possibly prove anymore the amount of anger is bottled up inside, Edge gets as close as he can to Matt Sydal, spitting in every word he states.

EDGE
You want to fight so bad? FINE, I am going to kick your ass all over Oklahoma City! I am going to show you, the boys in the back, and these people I am the Best DAMN Wrestler in this place and that YOU are NOTHING BUT A HAS BEEN... Remember those words you just said when I plant your ass on that mat and stand over you the victor. Oh and one more thing-

Edge trying to act fast,  he throws his mic at Matt Sydal. Upon throwing the microphone Edge charges at The Golden Ticket at full speed, his eyes highlighting his rage and his teeth grinding as he propels himself to Spear Matt Sydal. However, despite Edge's attempt to get a leg up on Matt Sydal, Matt catches the mic and quickly side steps Edge making the Rated R Superstar go flying out of the ring. As Edge crashes to the floor, the crowd jumps to it's feet and goes wild for The Golden Ticket. Edge looks up from ground at ringside to see a grin upon Matt Sydal's face as he twists his Golden microphone in his hand and shakes his head in disapproval. This seems to only make Edge even angrier, if possible, and he rips off his T shirt and paces back and forth outside the ring while the crowd chants "Sydal's gonna kill you". Matt Sydal is standing tall as Edge is getting his head back together. After a moment Edge  slides back into the ring and puts himself in one of the corners holding his head low and looking at Sydal, showing a look of evil intentions on the mind of Edge. Sydal takes off his T-shirt and throws it to the outside looking calm, cool, and collected and a ref comes running down to the ring, it seems this impromptu match has been made official. As the two men stand in their corners the fans in the crowd begin to go crazy at the sight of this match-up. As the ref checks both men the volume of the crowd only get louder and louder, not even commentary could be heard. As the final preparations are made this match goes underway

Spoiler:

The marks in attendance go flying out of their seats as they hear the sound of the now iconic Bullet Club theme hitting the airwaves within the arena. The non-smarks however begin to shower the Bullet Club's theme with boo's and a few people even go as far as to risk their attendance in the audience tonight by tossing some garbage towards the stage area.

After a few moments AJ Styles makes his way through the curtain with his head down and arms extended whilst being flanked by his good brothers Karl Anderson and Luke Gallows. The trio walk to the center of the stage, Gallows and Anderson "two sweet" each other above AJ's head whilst AJ ducks and flips his hood back causing his pyro to go off on perfect cue as normal. AJ keeps his arms extended and forms a gun taunt with each hand that points towards the ring, and as soon as he does, the trio begin to make their way down the ramp and towards the ring. Styles "too sweets" KA and Gallows on the way down the ramp whilst firing some gun taunts at any hostile members of the crowd sitting in the front row along their way.

The three men turn the corner and walk up the steps and out onto the apron. Styles, Gallows, and Anderson throw up the too sweet's to the crowd who mostly decide to return the favor with some hefty disapproval in the way of boo's. Styles turns around and steps through the ropes and Anderson and Gallows follow his lead. The three members of Bullet Club now stand in the center of the ring awaiting the arrival of Karl Anderson's opponent tonight.




Quiet on the set!

Can we please have quiet on the set?



A multitude of image flash on the titantron in rapid succession before it mirrors the arena and falls to darkness. A few brief moments pass before an all too familiar sound is heard.



AWESOME!

The theme of The Miz and Maryse begins to play throughout the arena to a surprisingly positive reaction. Whether it's because of who's currently in the ring or due to his actions against the Bullet Club the week prior is irrelevent, the live audience in attendance only wants to see them lose and if cheering The Miz and Maryse is the price they have to pay, it sounds like they've already gladly paid it.



XWL's resident “It” couple walks out from behind the curtain, the cheers from the live crowd seemingly growing by the second. Neither of them notice the positive reaction and instead do their signature poses, Maryse throws her hands in the air as The Miz does a spin and points towards a small section of the crowd, yielding a louder reaction from that area but it's overpowered by the rest of the crowd.



The Miz holds his hand up, causing Maryse to place hers on top, then he pulls her towards himself and they engage in a quick kiss before breaking away. Maryse is shown mouthing something towards The Miz, to which he responds with something of his own but neither are able to be picked up on camera.



They stand on the stage, looking out towards the crowd before The Miz's gaze locks at the ring where the Bullet Club are currently standing alongside one another, waiting for him to walk into the proverbial lion's den. The Miz and Maryse begin to make their way down the ramp, the fans on either side extending their hands towards the “It” couple but neither of them plan on returning the gesture. They make it to the bottom of the ramp, The Miz looks into the ring, knowing full well that if he enters the ring, it won't be a match, it'll be a massacre.





The Miz turns to look behind him as the crowd erupts with a cheer for what is going on behind him. The titantron lights up, pissing off the men inside of the ring as the intro comes to a close, John Cena erupting out onto the stage. Cena takes a moment, soaking up the energy of the crowd before turning to the ramp, looking to the guys and mouthing “they don’t look pleased” before saluting them. He then takes off down the ramp, slowing down to meet up with Miz who stands, staring down Cena. The Bullet Club doesn’t wait around and they soon leave the ring, not liking their chances even three on two against these two talented guys.




With the ring now cleared of the Bullet Club, The Miz climbs up onto the apron and sits on the middle rope while pulling the top one upwards for his wife before entering the ring himself. They make their way towards the ropes facing the main camera, The Miz placing a foot on the bottom rope before throwing the other over the top rope and resting it on the middle rope, throwing his arms out while Maryse does her signature hair flip and leans on the top rope. The Miz gets off the ropes and helps Maryse out of the ring as his opponent, Karl Anderson enters the ring with the Bullet Club in his corner.


Normal Match




With the Leader of the Cenation making this a bit more of an even fight, despite still being short a body, he stands outside the ring, insuring that there won't be any shenanigans on the side of the Bullet Club. As The Miz and Karl Anderson stand inside the ring, awaiting the ringing of the bell, AJ Styles and Luke Gallows don't seem fazed by Cena's appearance, in fact, they look like they couldn't care less.

“What are you doing out here!?” The Miz snaps towards Cena, who responds with “Watching your back!” “I don't need you to wa-” Before The Miz could even finish his reply, unbeknownst to XWL's resident “Most Must See Superstar,” the bell had rung, signaling the start of this contest, giving Karl Anderson the opening move. He charges at The Miz, who still had his back turned and was in the middle of shouting at Cena, putting him in an unappetizing sandwich that includes Anderson and the turnbuckle.

As The Miz collapses to the canvas, Maryse is heard angrily shouting towards Cena in French, to which Cena replies, “It's not my fault he wasn't paying attention!” as Anderson extends his arms outwards, causing a negative reaction from the live audience in attendence. Styles and Gallows look on as their fellow “Good Brother” couldn't have asked for a better start to this match, causing Styles to shout out “Stay on him!” to Anderson, who nods and follows the order without question. The Miz extends his hand towards the bottom rope to pull himself back up to his feet but Anderson doesn't allow him to with a swift quick to The Miz's exposed abdomen, forcing him to shift his attention to protecting himself from the incoming assault.

Relentless yet calculated could be used to describe Anderson's offense as he begins to unload kicks, stomps and jabs, anything but the kitchen sink. The Miz is forced into the defensive, biding his time to make a move and bring himself back into this match. The moment arrives when Anderson brings both his hands together and raises them above his head, bringing them down directed at The Miz's back for an axe handle but before it could connect, The Miz wildly throws his fist into Anderson's gut, causing him to take a step back. He follows up with another and a third, causing Anderson to retaliate with a haymaker but The Miz blocks it and counters with a haymaker of his own. Anderson staggers backwards, giving The Miz an opportunity to make it back up to his feet, bringing this match back to even ground.

Both men begin to circle one another as they exchange “pleasantries” before locking up in the center of the ring. The power struggle for control ensues and when it appears that neither man has the distinct advantage, Anderson opts for one of his many tricks and stomps on The Miz's foot, giving himself control by locking in a side headlock. Not being one to get outdone, The Miz decides to take a page out of Anderson's playbook and return the favor with a stomp of his own, causing his grip to loosen just enough for The Miz to escape and put him in a side headlock. Anderson goes to the well one too many times and attempts to make lightning strike twice with a second stomp, but The Miz sees it coming clear as day and moves his foot, tightening his grip over Anderson's neck.

With his plan failing, Anderson pulls himself and The Miz to the nearest pair of ring ropes, sending The Miz running forward to the ones across the ring. He hits the ropes as Anderson stands in the center of the ring, ducking the incoming clothesline from The Miz, before he ricochets for a second time, but instead of attempting to hit a second clothesline, he instead runs into a jumping calf kick, courtesy of the “Machine Gun” himself, sending The Miz down to the canvas below.

As Anderson celebrates in the ring, Styles is heard shouting, “That's how it's done!” outside as Maryse tries to get her husband back into this with encouragement from the opposite end of the ringside area. The Miz tries to make it to his feet but is quickly pulled up by Anderson and shoved towards the nearest turnbuckle, causing the Bullet Club member to begin unloading lefts and rights at The Miz, who tries to protect himself as best as he could. Just when it looked like the momentum was fully in Anderson's corner, one stray jab is all that was needed to turn it around. The Miz blocks the jab and switches places with Anderson, putting himself in the drivers seat for the time being, and begins unloading lefts and rights of his own.

The Miz takes it a step forward and scales the turnbuckle, standing firmly on the second rope as he rains down blow after blow onto Anderson, giving him the opening he needed to shift this match back into his favor. The Miz's offense comes to a swift and unfortunate, if you're a Miz fan, end when Anderson takes a hold of The Miz and pulls him off the second rope, setting him up for the perfect powerbomb. Anderson runs forward before slamming The Miz down onto the canvas with a sickening thud as he successfully connects the sitdown powerbomb, a sickening echo filling the arena as Maryse has her hands on her in disbelief while the members of the Bullet Club celebrate the maneuver. He places a hand on The Miz's chest while still in a seated position, resulting in the first pinfall of the match.


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Kickout!


The Miz's shoulder makes it up off the canvas in time, keeping this match alive. Anderson shouts, “That was three, ref!” towards the official of the match, causing him to reply by putting two fingers up, telling him that it was in fact a two count. Anderson waves it off and sees this as an opportunity to inflict more punishment onto his opponent for the evening. He goes to lift The Miz up off the canvas but before he could even react, The Miz kicks his leg out from under him, causing Anderson to fall down to a knee. The Miz quickly wraps his arm around Anderson's neck, kicking his leg back to cause a pendulum effect before driving his opponent skull first into the canvas with a DDT and quickly goes for the cover.


1!


2!


Kickout!


Anderson's shoulder flies off the mat, causing The Miz to slam his fist into the canvas out of frustration. He pulls himself up to his feet as Anderson crawls towards the nearest turnbuckle, slowly but surely making it back to his feet. The Miz notices this and quickly positions himself at the adjacent turnbuckle, making a beeline towards Anderson the second he makes it up to his feet. He delivers his patented clothesline in the corner, landing seated on the second rope as Anderson falls to the mat. With Styles and Gallows mere feet away from him outside the ring, he takes this opportunity to mock his rival with his own signature pose, causing “The Phenomenal One” to attempt to take a swing at The Miz but Gallows holds him back, knowing full well that the match would end in a disqualification.

A smirk fills the face of The Miz before he makes it back into the ring and begins to stalk a slowly rising Karl Anderson for what could only be his finishing maneuver: The Skull Crushing Finale. Anderson tries to shake off the cobwebs as he makes it up to his feet, giving The Miz the opportunity he's been waiting for. He locks in a full nelson on Anderson, and almost like a switch, Anderson's instincts kick in, knowing full well what's about to happen to him, and send The Miz flying forward, countering the finishing maneuver. The Miz rolls through it and makes it up to his feet, making a beeline towards Anderson, but all its done is trigger Anderson's trap card. He lifts The Miz up off the canvas, does a 180 and slams him down with a Spinebuster, causing Styles to shout out, “That's what you get!”

But instead of going for the pinfall, Anderson notices Cena out of the corner of his eye and turns his attention towards him. He mouths out, “That's your future!” before doing Cena's signature “You can't see me” taunt. Cena simply responds with, “If you want some, come get some.” Anderson begins making his way towards Cena, giving Gallows his cue to make his way around the ring. Cena prepares himself for a fight as Styles decides to join in on this. Not wanting to lose control of this match, the referee tries to interject himself before anything can go down but neither the Bullet Club nor Cena are having any of it, instead opting to engage in a war of words.

Meanwhile on the opposite end of the ring, Maryse has taken a chair from under the ring and slid it towards her husband.  Anderson decides to put an end to this match so he can fully turn his attention to Cena but quickly regrets that decision as he's hit across the skull with a steel chair, shades of last week. The live audience in attendance roar in approval as The Miz tosses the chair outside the ring and locks in the full nelson for the second time in the match but this time, there isn't any resistance. He quickly sweeps the leg, sending Anderson face first into the canvas with Skull Crushing Finale. The Miz turns Anderson over to his back and hooks the leg. Maryse runs around the ring and gets the referee's attention, causing him to turn around and dive down towards the canvas for the pinfall attempt.


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The theme of The Miz fills the arena as the referee lifts his arm into the air, causing Maryse to enter the ring and celebrate with her husband. Gallows pulls Anderson out of the ring by his foot as Styles climbs up on to the apron. His target? The Miz. Styles begins to size up The Miz, ready to hit him with what appears to be the Phenomenal Forearm the second he turns around. Cena notices it just in time and swiftly slides into the ring, standing between Styles and his target, dissuading him from following through on his plan. The Miz turns around to see Cena standing behind him, his eyes locked on “The Phenomenal One.” Styles motions to Gallows, telling him that it's his turn to fight Cena. Gallows nods and climbs onto the apron as Styles hops off of it then enters the ring, ready to avenge the loss of his “Good Brother.” The Miz takes this as his cue to exit the ring, helping Maryse out first before he falls onto his back and rolls out. The words “Up Next” appear at the bottom left hand corner of the screen before Anarchy fades into a commercial break.

[Commercial Break yo]

[Mauro Ranallo]
And we're back, right into the heat of the action!

Just as Ranallo says we see Cena, holding Gallows in a headlock. He wrenches on it, pulling Gallows towards the ground. Gallows pushes Cena towards the ropes, pushing him off of them. Cena takes off running, coming back and jumping with a big shoulder block into Gallows, knocking him back into the ropes. Cena takes off, clotheslining Gallows over the top and to the outside. Cena then heads to leave the ring but as soon as he hits the apron, he is stood face to face with Karl Anderson and AJ Styles, blocking his path to Gallows. Opposite of the ring, Miz stands with Maryse, seeming very uninterested in what is going on.

Cena backs away from the Club for a moment, allowing Gallows to regroup which is a very dangerous move considering how talented Gallows is. Luke climbs back on the apron and into the ring, restarting the stances from the beginning. Gallows causes Cena to circle, and Anderson hops up on the ropes, causing Cena to turn around, going to swing. Anderson drops and Gallows is on Cena, attacking him. Cena attempts to fight back but is pushed into a corner where the ref steps in to back Gallows up. As he does, Anderson jumps on the ropes to attack Cena, only to be knocked back down by John himself.

Cena turns back towards Gallows and is collided into, knocking him hard into the turnbuckle, causing him to fall forward. Gallows grabs Cena, speaking to him as though he is an injured animal. He drags Cena to his feet and holds him in front of his self, rearing back and slapping Cena. As he does, Cena ducks, lifting Gallows up with the backsuperplex, spinning him around and laying out with him. The crowd pops as AJ and Anderson freak out on the outside. Cena and Gallows are both on the ground, the ref looking to go and count when he stops, turning to the apron where AJ Styles now stands. Styles yells to the ref, while the crowd explodes with boos.

On another side of the ring, outside of the view of the ref who is dealing with AJ, Karl Anderson has pulled a chair out from under the apron. He slides it into the ring, yelling to Gallows who slowly begins to crawl towards it. As he does, Anderson is sent crashing into the steel steps to his right, replaced by none other than, The Miz. The A-Lister looks down to Anderson who is slump on the outside before turning to the side of the ring Styles is on. Miz takes off, leaping the stairs, running right by Styles, grabbing a leg as he goes.

Styles is ripped off the apron, falling to the ground below. The ref is yelling, trying to calm the outside of the ring as Gallows has grabbed the chair on the inside of the ring. Gallows turns around, going to swing at Cena but as he does, he is lifted up onto Cena’s shoulders and planted swiftly with an AA. The chair goes flying outside of the ropes as Gallows is flipped, Cena covering. The ref turns around, catching this and drops to the mat.











The Bullet Club retreats to the announcers’ table, the group catching their breaths. AJ Styles rallying them as Anderson drags Gallows. Cena stands inside of the ring, soon joined by The Miz. Cena turns to look at The Miz who stares down the Bullet Club, breathing with anger. The Miz nods to them then slowly looks to Cena, reaching out and grabbing his hand. He then raises Cena’s hand in victory, pointing to him to a massive ovation from the crowd and a smile from John. The duo stand, eyeing down the Bullet Club as the segment comes to a close.

.:Corey Graves:.
Look Mauro! It's time! I am soooo excited!

Mauro responds very sarcastically

.:Mauro Ranallo:.
Oh boy.. The joy I feel right now..

The camera switches to the ring as The Fact Of Life logo appears on the screen.



As the logo fades away it reveals Eli Drake is already in the ring standing behind a podium with a button resting upon it along with a microphone holder doing its job holding a mic. Eli adjusts the mic holder for him, and begins to speak.

.:Eli Drake:.
HELLLLO EVVVVVVERYBODY! Welcome to The greatest television talk show of all time The Fact Of Life, and I am your host.

Eli points to his right

.:Eli Drake:.
E

Points straight out in front of him

.:Eli Drake:.
Li

And then points to his left

.:Eli Drake:.
Drake.




The crowd begins to boo

.:Eli Drake:.
Quite down dummies.. Now.. LEMME TALK TO YA! Every since XWL was established, and I saw how hot it was over here, and how heated the competition is. I knew this was the perfect place for

Eli points to his right

.:Eli Drake:.
E

Points straight out in front of him

.:Eli Drake:.
Li

And then points to his left

.:Eli Drake:.
Drake, and this individual that is my first guest here in XWL will agree as he has some great accomplishments all throughout his career here, and he just got another at Downpour when his arm was raised declaring him Intercontinental Champion, Bad News Barrett! Let's go ahead, and bring him out here!



Bad News Barrett emerges onto the stage with his title on his shoulder. There is a smattering of boos from the audience and he smirks with satisfaction at the attention. Barrett swaggers down to the ring and climbs the steel steps and raises the title into the air at the climax of his entrance music. After lowering the title down, he places it back onto his shoulder and kisses it before climbing through the ropes and taking his place in the ring opposite Eli Drake.

.:Eli Drake:.
You have defiantly made a huge impact since your return to XWL now look at ya! Your the new Intercontinental Champion, and might I add you what crushing blow you did there! Matter of fact...

Eli points at a member at a stage hand

.:Eli Drake:.
Hey Dummy! Play that moment back for us so we can see the hopes and dreams of an old man slowly fade to dust as they should have a long time ago..



.:Eli Drake:.
That moment must have meant more to you than anything, because now that concrete cowboy DUMMY can't say anything as you were the one that pinned him, and now he's like a fish outta water. He's not really all to sure on what to do now since by that on solid blow to his head. You took his everything here in XWL, and now he has nothing to hold onto but his cabinet of men. How does all of this make you feel Barrett?   

-Bad News Barrett-
First, Eli, let me say thanks for having me as the first esteemed guest on The Fact of Life. It says a lot that you recognize my greatness; not everyone does. But to answer your question, feeling that Bullhammer connect with JBL's floppy jowls was one of the most satisfying moments of my career. Although to be honest with you, I'm a little concerned that it might have exacerbated his dementia. Regardless, JBL was an embarrassment to the XWL title scene and he had to be removed. Unfortunately, he is entitled to a rematch, but that is nothing more than another opportunity to humiliate him.

.:Eli Drake:.
I think we have something in common here Barrett. We have both embarrassed two old dummies that are well past their prime. As you may have seen last week I took on Cactus Jack in my debut, and destroyed him before everyone's very eyes. As you may know already that old geezer plans on trying to claim the Intercontinental Champion where he once failed. I can't believe this Dummy actually thinks someday he shall claim the belt as his own just because now he can actually go after the belt since that jungle loving hunter doesn't work here. You know what's funny though Barrett? He thinks he can probably beat you when you actually beat Leo Kruger!

-Bad News Barrett-
Cactus Jack wants my title? That's news to me. See, I've already got three other men with their eyes on it. Not only JBL and Sami Zayn, but Samoa Joe decided to come out and blindside me last week as I'm sure you saw. I can't blame him though, this is the most prestigious championship in XWL after all. Cactus Jack has a lot of work to do if he thinks he's going to get anywhere near it.

All of a sudden a superstars music blasts through the arena which receives a huge ovation from the crowd.



Eli looks caught off guard as his aCactus Jack walks out into the entrance way with a microphone and begins to speak.

Cactus Jack: Well I think its about time I crashed this party don't you?

Crowd cheers as Cactus Jack makes his way down the ramp way and  into the ring.

Cactus Jack: So I'm old am I? I'm a dummy am I? Past my prime you say? Oh Eli, Eli, Eli you have much to learn. You destroyed me did you? If that's the case how come I am standing here before you right now? You see before this little interview off yours started tonight I had respect for you. We had a war last week, took each other to the limits. I haven't had that much off a challenge since my war with Leo Kruger and then I hear you mouthing off tonight and disrespecting me and quite frankly I am not going to sit back there and take it. You are making this personal now Eli and trust me I am not a man you want to cross here. I will take you to places you have never been before BOY and I hope you aren't thinking about a career in modelling boy as you might find your going to need some facial reconstruction soon if you are not careful.

Cactus Jack: Now Wade you might want to watch your tongue as well. Your new around here to so allow me to introduce myself. Hi I'm Cactus Jack the man that's going to kick your arse all over this ring tonight nice to meet you. Now I like you Wade I really do and it will be a shame to ruin your little bubble just yet by taking your precious title that is over your shoulder right now so I'm going to let you keep that warm for me until I decide I want it as for now I need to take care of this dummy and put him in his place first.

Eli doesn't look to pleased with Cactus Jack calling him a dummy.

.:Eli Drake:.
Look who has risen from the old folks home to cling onto that limelight once again, and to that I say... DUMMY

Eli smacks the button sitting on the podium. Over the speaker system of the arena you hear Eli's voice say

.:Eli Drake's Voice:.
DUMMY YEAH!



Eli's raises the mic back up to his mouth

.:Eli Drake:.
YEAH! I don't think you quite realize it. Your not young anymore Mick. You can't just waltz out here like your the next big thing with all of this younger talent roaming about! We hit harder, and our actions do speak for themselves that is why you can't win the belt. You just aren't good enough, and you never will be. That is coming out of my mouth, and if it's coming out of my mouth it's the truth. It's not an insult. It's just a fact of life!

Eli looks up the ramp staring down as Bad News Barrett begins to speak.

-Bad News Barrett-
Jack, I don't have a problem beating up senior citizens, just ask JBL, but I don't have any issues with you. If you keep running your mouth that might change and you don't want that, so do yourself a favor and just head backstage. I think I saw some Werther's Butterscotch hard candy next to a jar of prunes back there earlier, go ahead and treat yourself.

Eli laughs, and raises his hand for a high five looking at Bad News Barrett. While laughing Barrett turns, and looks at Eli before looking at his extended hand. Barrett continues to look at Eli's hand for a few seconds before shrugging, and extending his own hand palm facing up. A smile crosses the face of Eli Drake as he delivers a high five to Bad News Barrett.

.:Corey Graves:.
Did these two just become best friends? Cause if so that is a duo for the ages!

.:Mauro Ranallo:.
I have no idea what to make of this...

Cactus Jack: Ah will you look at that. Aren't you two cute let me go give rico a call and yous two can be the new Billy and Chuck.

Barrett and Eli don't look happy with what Cactus is insinuating

Cactus Jack: Seriously though it's nice yous two have each other it is nice to have friends in this lonely business of ours and cling onto the limelight? really? I don't cling onto the limelight the limelight clings onto me. You say you hit harder? Please last week was like taking punches from a 10 year old girl. You have a lot to prove to me BOY and maybe I need to beat some sense into you and once I have gone through your new friend here Eli your next. Now you both seem to have a thing against people older than you. Have you never heard of respect your elders people. You know I am sick off all you young talent walking around here like you own the place, demanding all this respect for doing what exactly? You guys have a lot more to prove to me before you gain my respect. The way I see it fluky wins don't earn respect boys and that is exactly what your wins have been.

Cactus Jack: Now Barrett you better wind your neck in as well as after tonight you might find yourself having to feed through a feeding tube after our match here tonight.

Barrett can't take anymore and drops the title and goes to attack Cactus Jack but Eli gets in the way and stops him from doing anything and calms Barrett back down as Cactus now has rolled out the ring and is standing next to the ring apron.

Cactus Jack: Ah that's right Barrett be the scared little bitch you are. Eli why don't you give your friend a nice little cuddle there whilst you are at it and tell him everything is going to be alright and the big bad man isn't going to get him and whilst you do that why don't I introduce you two dummy's to my best friend.

Cactus then reaches into the apron and brings out the barbed wired bat. Barrett and Elis faces drop as Cactus brings the bat out.

Cactus Jack: Everyone say hello to batty. Whats that batty what are you saying?

Cactus Jack lifts the bat to his ear pretending it is talking to him.


Cactus Jack: You want to say hello to their faces well lets go then.

Eli seeing evil intent in the eyes of Cactus Jack he grabs his Dummy button.Cactus moves quickly into the ring swinging wildly with the barbed wire bat just missing both men as they exit the ring. Cactus has a sadistic grin on his face as both men retreat up the ramp. Cactus then sees the podium and starts smashing it to pieces with the barbed wired bat. Eli Drake is going bananas as his set is being destroyed.

.:Eli Drake:.
Wait til next week Mick your ass is grass!

Mick poses with the barbed wire bat, and raises it high above his head while Eli, and Bad News Barrett  watch on as the camera slowly fades to black.

Normal Match

Spoiler:

We come back from commercial break to find Dean Ambrose standing across from Renee Young

[Renee Young]
Dean, last week you had words with former Elite Champion CM Punk. You have anything to comment about your run in with him


[Dean Ambrose
Sometimes people want to be heard. So they start barking trying to get attention. And hey, I can respect that. I want to be noticed too! But the difference is that if I was in Punk's shoes I would have come out there for a fight! I wouldn't dance around the issue and take off with my tail between my legs because I'm not a coward. Everyone knows that when they're dealing with me you're dealing with an animal! Rather you think I'm crazy, or you think I'm acting, it doesn't matter. Because when I'm done you're gonna know that when hit, I hit even harder

Dean runs his hand through his hair, a twinkle of a little crazy in his hide


[Dean Ambrose]
As far as my opponent tonight well...it's been a long time coming! Last time Styles and I stepped in a ring I had the win within my grasp...and then that fucking glorious asshole ruined everything for me. I've had to climb back to the mountain and it's been a long climb. He went on to main event Final Stand while I lost to Seth Rollins. He went two totally different paths and I didn't go the good one. Tonight is about redemption. And I'm gonna get it

[Renee Young]
Are you at all worried about the club getting involved?

[Dean Ambrose]
I sure fuckin' hope they do! More heads to smash together. Look if Styles wants to try and run rough shop all over Cena and The Miz that's his business. But I'm not just gonna lay down just because he's got the numbers. I'm not afraid of anyone, or any group. And do you know why Renee? Cause I'm the kind of guy that brings a knife...to a gun fight!


Just when you thought that impactful statement may be the one that Renee decides to end this interview on, a certain Phenomenal superstar walks onto the interview set seemingly tossing those plans out the window. AJ looks Dean right in the eye for a second then looks down and begins to shake his head in disgust.

(AJ Styles)
Dean oh Dean oh Dean..... I mean what is it with you? are you really that crazy? are you really a freakin lunatic? or are ya just plain stupid??? Any idiot who says they're the type of guy who brings a knife to a gunfight is either certifiably insane, or a complete and utter moron, or maybe you're both stupid and insane, either way who the hell cares, that's not what's important right now.

AJ and Dean share an intense staredown as AJ just insulted Dean multiple times in the last 10-20 seconds. AJ eventually continues speaking after a few moments of heavy tenseness.

(AJ Styles)
What's important is tonight's match between you and I, I'm gonna go ahead and I'm gonna toss you the olive branch Deany, I'm gonna give you a chance to avoid complete and utter annihilation at the hands of the Phenomenal One tonight. I'm gonna give you the chance to avoid total embarrassment out there in that ring tonight, and how am I going to do that you might ask? well ya see, last week, I offered Miz the chance to make a career altering decision. I offered him the chance to join a group of good brothers who MAKES CAREERS and doesn't run them into the ground like the fruity tooty armband wielding jackass around here. Maybe Dean, just maybe you'd be wise to consider making a similar choice.

AJ runs his hand through his hair quickly before continuing.

(AJ Styles)
This ain't the XWL of the past Dean, this is a new XWL and I AM THE FACE OF IT!!! The Bullet Club is back in town and Around here? If you ain't a good brother, then you're just another guy who's got a bullet coming his way, and trust me Deany boy, when we shoot? we shoot to kill. So Dean, I know thinking isn't exactly a lunatics strong suit, but if I were you? I'd do some major thinking about your future here in XWL, the choice is yours Dean, but just understand one thing, we can make your career, or we can TAKE IT!!! The choice is yours lunatic, I'd hate to see you make the wrong decision...........

AJ walks off the set of the interview segment leaving the Lunatic Fringe with a whole lot of thinking to do heading into this commercial break.


Anarchy returns from break and both AJ Styles and Dean Ambrose are in the ring preparing for their highly anticipated encounter on tonight's Anarchy, and this must mean that Dean has decided to emphatically reject the offer of AJ Styles, whether that will prove to be a wise move or not is yet to be seen.



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Camera cuts to the ring where the match between Cactus Jack and Wade Barrett is on going. Cactus Jack has Wade in the corner launching rights and lefts at him until he drops down to the bottom turnbuckle. Cactus then takes a few steps back and runs and launches the side of his leg into the face of Barrett who drops completely to the canvas and looks lifeless as Cactus grins with pleasure at inflicting punishment to his opponent. Cactus then begins to stomp away at his opponent and when he finishes he proceeds to mount his opponent and start punching his head.

All of a sudden Eli Drake comes running down the rampway to the ring and starts shouting at the referee and calling him a dummy. The ref turns his back away from the action and goes towards Eli Drake. The distraction works and Barrett hits a low blow to Cactus Jack who drops to the canvas. Barrett then proceeds to cover Cactus just as the ref turns around. The refs count gets to 2 and then Cactus Jack powers out much to Eli and Wades chagrin. Wade then proceeds to stomp on Cactus with Eli Drake cheering him on in the background. Barrett then begins to work on Cactus legs dropping elbows to the inner thigh of Cactus Jack. Barrett then puts Cactus Jack in a leg lock and begins to apply pressure as Barrett and Eli start screaming at Cactus Jack to tap and give up.

Cactus manages to drag himself to the ropes and the ref is forced to break the hold. Barrett goes for the leg lock again but Cactus pushes him off and sends him flying into the Referee knocking him down. Cactus then begins the attack again on Barrett but as he is doing it Eli grabs a chair from the ringside area and heads into the ring. Cactus has no clue as he is trading blows with Barrett until it is to late Barrett spins Cactus round and Eli cracks him over the head with the chair. The sound is defining and just as Cactus turns round and begins to fall Barrett hits the bull hammer Cactus drops straight to the floor and Barrett covers him. Eli then drags the referee over and the referee beigns his count and reaches 3. Eli raises Barretts hand as both men celebrate as Cactus is left lifeless in the middle of the ring as the camera cuts to a break.

The crowd jeers as the scene unfolds on the Women's Champion, Sister April. April walks through the hallway, flanked on her left by Abigail, and on her right by none other than Natalya. Natalya still has an unreadable mask upon her face. As if all happiness has been drained from her soul. Somehow though this is a pleasant aura around the Women's Champion and Abigail

[Sister April]
Natalya, you did amazing last week! You really proved that you're still one of the best in this division. And no matter how much Rosemary wants to act big and bad, what you did to her definitely got to her. I just want you to know how proud I am. I know last week things were probably weird. This set up will get some used to that's for sure. But I know if we work at it we can really bring change to this division


You can tell April's words are genuine, they've been genuine since this all began over 9 months ago. All she wanted was for Natalya to join her, to stand alongside her and rule the division together...and, at last, she has gotten her wish. But much like last week, Natalya's demeanor is lacking. No energy, no excitement, no smile in sight, no light in her eyes.


[Natalya]
My victory was meaningless, sister.


Usuaully Natalya took great pride in any victory no matter what the stakes were, but despite defeating The Number One Contender in impressive fashion, after everything she went through inside Hell in a Cell, it doesn't seem to have meant anything. Because what good does being happy about a victory, if you when it all matters most, all you ever do is fail? How can you celebrate knowing it changes nothing? Her voice was monotone, and the words she uttered so briefly spoke to her current stand of mind more than April perhaps understands. April raises her eyebrow at Nattie and stops her walking. She turns to Natalya with an unhappy look upon her face

[Sister April]
Hey...look. Natalya, I'm not sure what's going on but-

AHEM.

The Women's Champion is cut off and silenced by a sound that comes from outside of the camera's view. All eyes focused in the direction from where the noise came. The crowd pops as none other than Sasha Banks walks into view of the camera with a less than impressed look written on across her entire face. Her eyes trail along the Women's Champion from head to toe, examining every piece of her opponent tonight. Then her eyes trailed to April's right to the woman she called a friend - or maybe a former friend at this point. Sasha wasn't too sure where they stood or if they were still friends now that the Hart was going through this change. Eyes stared dead into the Broken Hart's eyes and could see nothing inside of them. That little glimmer of hope that Nattie always had was gone. This angered Sasha as she brought her eyes back to April. Sasha then took a step closer to the champion.

[SASHA BANKS]
I bet you're sooo proud of yourself, huh?

The Boss of XWL laughed at the Women's Champion and shook her head.

[SASHA BANKS]
When I'm done with you? I'm going to beat you, and then I'm going to make sure Natalya isn't the only broken one around here. I'm going to break you, make you regret everything that you have ever done and it'll be you who's running back to your swamp crying boo freakin' hoo. Rosemary is the least of your worries and sister, I hope you're smart enough to realize that.

April simply raises her eyebrow at her. She adjust the visor on her face, protecting her still broken nose, and gives Sasha her full attention

[Sister April]
It's the little engine that almost could. Coming up short seems to be a common theme with you. You almost made it all the way through, but you just couldn't finish. A shame really, because the way I see it you and us have some unfinished business. But I bet you're used to failing. Even when you won this...

April gestures to her title

[Sister April]
It didn't last very long, did it? No, I took it back quick. You know what today is? It's day 127. That means I am now the longest reigning Women's Champion. You're damn right I'm proud of myself. I worked hard to earn everything I've got here. That includes Natalya's help. It took a time and I'm not proud of the wars we had to wage but we're a unit now. Sister. Our vision for this putrid division can finally come to fruition. As a talented athlete as yourself, I wish you could be apart of that change. But you're controlled by arrogance. Arrogance that makes you think that you're gonna beat me tonight. Arrogance that makes you think that even though you're looking at the longest reigning champion, the winner of female superstar of the year, and the most dangerous person in this whole place that somehow you're the top of this division? You make me laugh. And when I pin you tonight, I'll be laughing even more.

Sasha flashes a grin and laughs at the Women's Champion.

[SASHA BANKS]
You're wicked. You're evil. You're twisted.

A step forward was taken by the Boss.

[SASHA BANKS]
I can't wait to bring you back to the real world where the reality is you are still that crazy little chick who decided to play the fear card against her opponents. Some of them have sadly fallen to it and let it consume them.

Sasha turns her gaze to Natalya and stares at the Hart for a moment before going back to Sister April.

[SASHA BANKS]
Me? I'm not afraid of you. I'm not afraid of anything you have to offer. I might be the little engine that could, but what are you going to do when you're tied to the tracks and this little engine is coming at you with everything she's got? That's right. You're going to lose like the last time we faught in a match under these stipulations. No smoke and mirrors. No weapons. I'm going to simply out wrestle you and chalk up another win for myself... because I'm not afraid, especially not of you. I was born to do this. I wasn't born to come second place to someone like you.

Natalya looks as if she's going to say something but April stops her. She levels a glance at Sasha who in turn stares her back down

[Sister April]
I'll see you out there Sasha

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We come back from commercial to see The Women's Champion standing across from Sasha. Both when are ready to go and when the bell rings, they waste no time



After a long match April and Sasha are on shaky legs.
April slugs Sasha with a sloppy punch. the punch staggers Sasha slightly but she fires back and with a chop! The chop staggers the champ. Another chop bounces off April's chest! The crowd is starting to get behind Sasha now and you can tell Banks is feeding off the support. Sasha charges forward and clotheslines April over the top rope! April hits the ground hard and starts to try and make it back to her feet



Like a deer caught in headlights April looks towards the ramp to see her challenger making her way down the ramp with a sadistic smile on her face. April instantly becomes enraged and starts to make her way towards her. However it's at this time that the refs count finally catches April's attention. She looks back to the ring to find Sasha eagerly awaiting her. It's then it dawns on her that she's caught between a rock and a hard place

[Sister April]
Nattie

April calls for Natalya who has been ringside this whole time but she simply stares blankly at April. April's eyes widen slightly at th none responsive attitude from Natalya

[Sister April]
Sister I need you!

Once again Natalya doesn't respond. It's like there is no one in there. April's eye tell the story. There is almost a betrayed look in her eye. April doesn't have time to dwell on that though. She needs to make a decision NOW! April starts to walk towards the ring but suddenly without warning she turns around and sprints towards Rosemary. This catches the challenger off guard and April is on her instantly swinging wildly! However,
April has been apart of a long match with Sasha while Rosemary has is fresh so her assault doesn't last long. A simple knee to the stomach doubles over the champion. At this point the ref is calling for the bell. rosemary is teeing off on the champion who's just trying to cover up. Eventually April manages to push Rosemary away. April makes her way into the ring and away from Rosemary. However Sasha is still in the ring! The moment April gets in she makes the mistake of turning her back on Sasha. Sasha waste no time coming up behind her and hitting her with a brutal backstabber. She rolls them both over and locks in a brutal Bank Statement! April's eyes widen in agony! She stares at her sister and reaches out for help. But Natalya just isn't there. She's still blank in her eyes and she does nothing to help April. Eventually Sasha lets go and April falls limp. Rosemary slowly slides into the ring and grins down upon April. Sasha looks towards Rosemary and and can faintly hear her say "This? Changes nothing. That title will be mine!" Rosemary simply laughs. This segment fades to black

We return for the main event



Strowman makes his way out dressed in new attire and wearing his skull face paint. He walks into the ring and waits



Reby Hardy walks out onto the stage with a mice in hands as the music continues to play. The fans boo as smile builds upon her face.

.:Reby Hardy:.
Would you please cut the music? As your queen wishes to speak before you...

The music comes to an abrupt stop

.:Reby Hardy:.
Thank you! Now I came out here to look at the man in the ring before The King lays him out. Last week Braun Strowman your actions last were treason to your King, and for every action there is a reaction. So I hope you have a high tolerance for pain as your King is about to walk down this very ramp, and deliver a heinous beating to you. Braun you should have been smarter than this. You have pissed off The King, and now you shall pay as I present to you.. The Broken King..



The Broken King emerges onto the stage with his arms extended. He looks down the ramp, and points at Braun Strowman then does his trademark DELETE taunt. There is a look for pure anger on the face of The Broken King as he looks upon Braun Strowman.

.:Corey Graves:.
The King does not look happy...

.:Mauro Ranallo:.
But look at the size of Braun Strowman then look at The King.

.:Corey Graves:.
You know the phrase Mauro the bigger they are the harder they fall, and that's what Strowman shall do..

The Broken King begins his walks down the ramp with Reby not far behind.


.:Mauro Ranallo:.
I still can't believe The King asked for this match, but we shall see how this plays out.

The Broken King turns left, and ascends up the steel steps. The ref hurries over, and sits on the second set of ropes then pushes up on the top rope giving more than enough space for The Broken King to get through. He smiles, and nods to the ref then gets into the ring. He takes off his cape handing it off to The Queen of XWL Reby Hardy. He backs up slowly into the corner while removing his button up collared shirt, and also hands that to Queen Rebecca. He leans back against the turnbuckle waiting for the bell to ring

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