XWL Warzone: 8/19/19-9/02/19

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LIVE FROM: U.S. Bank Arena,  Cincinnati Ohio

DEADLINE: 4:30 P.M. EST / 9:30 P.M. GMT

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Official Coronation Pay Per View Awards Results

Male Superstar of The PPV
Daniel Bryan

Daniel Bryan defied all odds, pinning Drew McIntyre to become The World Heavyweight Champion. However he might be celebrating for too long, with Finn Balor, Drew McIntyre, and KOTR winner Antonio Cesaro all having their eyes on The American Dragons Title.
Runner Up- R-Truth

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Female Superstar of The PPV
Liv Morgan

If I was Tessa Blanchard I would watch my back. Liv Morgan has proven herself to be both unpredictable and dangerous to oppose since becoming an XWL superstar. But now she has a crown to back up the smack talk that comes out of her blue tongue wielding mouth.
Runner Up- Alexa Bliss

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Match of The PPV
Women’s Championship. NA Championship

Women dominated this category. Tessa Blanchard was able to retain after a grueling match. Mandy Rose wasn’t so lucky however, as Alexa Bliss successfully dethroned her of the NA Championship.
Runner Up- John Cena v Walter, World Title Match, KOTR Final

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Promo of The PPV
Drew McIntyre and Daniel Bryan
And
Paige w/ The Revival

The world title contenders each had their own cryptic messages towards one another prior to their match. But Daniel Bryan shut Drew McIntyre’s mouth shut by defeating him and becoming the new World Heavyweight Champion.. For now.. Meanwhile Paige returned with a pair of clients in tow. She claimed to “Revive” the XWL Tag Team Division with Dash Wilder and Scott Dawson.
Runner Up- The Opener

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OMG Moment of The PPV
Finn Balor returns

This was a night of many returns, but none were bigger than that of Finn Balor. He made an impact fast by revealing Daniel Bryan as The Demon’s next target. Daniel Bryan has to watch his back with Finn, Cesaro, and McIntyre all targeting the World Champion coming out of Coronation.
Runner Up- Kenny Omega Returns, Adam Cole Returns

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Feud of The PPV
NA Championship

This was almost unanimous. Alexa Bliss and Mandy Rose have single-handedly turned what once was a joke of a title, to the most talked about Title of Coronation. Mandy might have Vince in her pocket, but Alexa Bliss was able to overcome all the odds by becoming the new NA Champion.
Runner Up- Dean Ambrose vs Keith Lee vs Joey Janela

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So if you haven’t heard, there have been some changes to the admin team. We’re hoping that adding some new minds and bodies to the team will help not only get everything behind the scenes caught up, but also help spice things up with some new ideas.

One of these ideas is a PPV Prediction Contest, only this time instead of being for WWE Pay Per Views. It’s for XWL Pay Per Views!! The winner of the contest will be given 25 Points, or the prize of booking your own match (non title, non HIAC)!! And even if you don’t win you still get points for participating!!
CLICK HERE FOR THE XWL PPV PREDICTIONS LINK

We as an admin team promise to be on top of the Points System, and have already assigned certain admins different roles to make sure that this gets done. We will also be keeping track as to who promos, who gets their matches done, and even W/L’s. So if you feel like your hard work wasn’t being appreciated, or that you just couldn’t seem to get a break when it comes to title shots, we’re hoping we can change that for you going forward. If you put in the work, we’ll know, and it will be rewarded.

That being said we will also, as an admin team, be doing Pay Per View Reviews of the entire show. That means that all of your promos, matches, and anything that you post for the Pay Per View is guaranteed to not only be read, but we will give feedback. We’re hoping that this will promote activity, and help members get better over time.

I will be heading the Pay Per View Awards for Warzone. The categories will be posted at the end of the card, as well as the deadline for votes. Don’t wait until the last minute, keep in mind the Awards while reading people’s Warzone’s promos and matches, I know we will!!

The bottom line of what we’re trying to say is.. We’re here, and we’re watching!! So let’s put on a great show!!

Without further adieu, ladies and gentlemen… XWL Warzone!!!

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Before we head within the arena for the official start of the show with pyrotechnics and hype from our commentary team, we're first taken within the parking lot of The U.S Bank Arena in Cincinnati Ohio where Warzone is set to see clashes between bitter rivals and for the richest prizes in their divisions. But our focus isn't just on the parking lot alone, no it's on a certain car that has just pulled into a space to park. The driver's door opens, and out steps a Woman that all of Ohio, and all of us know very well...none other than Ohio's own Alexa Bliss The North American Champion. She's casually dressed as she walks over to the trunk of the car and the passenger door opens up, where her best friend Kairi Sane steps out and joins her as they both reach in to grab their respective bags. While Kairi isn't schedule to compete tonight she's clearly here to support her best friend in her huge title defense against her very bitter rival Mandy Rose.

Tonight is essentially setup to be one giant screw job against Little Miss Champion...but if her Pirate Pal has anything to say about it? That isn't going to happen. She promised her she would be here for her just as she has been through every other trying time in 2019 and as the two share a smile at one another and close the trunk, it's evident that Alexa is in better spirits than she was on Anarchy when Charly Caruso felt the verbal wrath of the former Wicked Witch Of XWL. The two wheel their suticases behind them as they partake in friendly banter, heading toward the entrance to the arena. Alexa increases the pep in her step so she can make it to the door first then opens the door, motioning in the "after you" gesture. Kairi playfully bows thanking her, then she steps inside with Alexa following behind her...when suddenly, Kairi and Alexa both stop dead in their tracks as they see a swarm of security, along with The General Manager Mr. McMahon, and unfortunately...the former North American Champion who challenges Alexa tonight in a 3 Stages Of Hell Match, Mandy Rose. Much like the scene at Alexa’s coronation party, Mandy’s arms are folded across her chest in an entitled manner.


Just as I predicted. Do you see? I told you, Vince. I told you that she’d be dragging her little pen pal around to try and give her an unfair advantage tonight. Despicable behavior, Alexa, even for you. I expected more of a “Champion.”

Before Alexa or Kairi even have the chance to interject, Vince takes the reigns of the conversation as the eyes of Five Feet of Fury and the Pirate Princess bounce back and forth between their boss and the wall of security blocking their path.

[Vince McMahon]
Ladies... It’s been brought to my attention that you, Kairi, have made some of your nefarious intentions known in regards to Mandy and Alexa’s North American Championship match tonight. Now, to avoid any issues and to ensure that this match is fair, square, and straight down the middle, you are unfortunately restricted from entering this facility tonight, Kairi.

Immediately Alexa's eyes pierce both Mr. McMahon and Mandy Rose like daggers as her mood is anything but 'blissful."

[Alexa Bliss]
ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?! Fair and square? Is that what you call this blatant ass screwjob that you've orchestrated against me? What the hell is your problem, BOTH of you for that matter. It's bad enough that you're supposed to be the damn General Manager...yet you spend all your time managing anything but the show...and now, you're literally standing here trying to throw my best friend out because she's gone on record to say that if you try to screw me over, which we ALL know you are going to try...that she wouldn't let it happen because NONE OF THIS SHOULD BE HAPPENING! I am so fed up of all your bullsh-

Kairi places a hand on Alexa's shoulder, causing her to stop in her tracks and shift her attention towards her Pirate Pal.

Kairi Sane
It's alright, Lexi, we knew this was bound to happen. They're going to try to do everything within their power to ensure that someone undeserving is holding that Championship and just like last time, it's not going to work. They're going to fail like they have done before, just like they failed to drive a wedge between us, just like they failed to deny you your right to call yourself a Champion. And just like before, you're going to be standing tall because it doesn't matter how many curve balls or shenanigans are thrown at you, at the end of the day, you're still going to be North American Champion. You've got nothing to worry about, I believe in you. This will be just like Coronation, ending with you being Champion and her being on her back just like she has been this entire time. I always keep my word, you've got nothing to worry about.

With that said, Kairi's hand, still on Alexa's shoulder, pulls her in, throwing her other arm around her, causing the pair of Champion and Pirate Princess to embrace in a hug. While it doesn't last long, it was much needed as the defending North American Champion heads into a clear trap without her Pirate Pal being able to watch her back as she faces the former Champion in a Three Stages of Hell match later in the evening.


That’s right, why don’t you listen to your precious little friend there, Lex? You’ve got nothing to worry about.

The face of an angel on Mandy Rose cracks a devilish grin as she can be seen subtly nudging Mr. McMahon’s elbow with her own. Promptly, Vince glances from left to right at the line of buff security guards.

[Vince McMahon]
Gentlemen?

On his cue, the collective wall of men move forward, and take the Pirate Princess by both arms as well as collecting her suitcase. While Sane is compliant, she is not about to be manhandled on anyone’s watch, and swiftly shakes their arms off with a quick jerking motion before being escorted back out to the parking lot. As Bliss turns her head from glancing back over her shoulder at her best friend, she comes face-to-face with her Golden nemesis once again, whose smile has only broadened.


Good luck out there tonight, Little Miss Former Champion.

With a quick scoff, Rose turns to leave and on the process, whips her golden locks straight into the face of Bliss, causing the Champion to flinch. Hands in his pockets, Vince follows suit with his Golden Girl as our cameraman zooms in on the seething glare of Little Miss Bliss. The focus remains on her face until we head ringside, skipping the pyrotechnics and instead jumping right to Renee Young, Corey Graves and Mauro Ranallo as their reactions for what we just witnessed greatly differ between them. Renee and Mauro seem appalled, while Corey has the biggest smile on his face.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Well, I was ready to kick tonight off with excitement and enthusiasm...but...what we just saw, was...frankly ridiculous.

[Renee Young]
We are literally in Alexa's home state, she's defending her title for the first time in her XWL career on Pay-Per-View...and, it is obnoxiously disgusting how much they have stacked the deck against her tonight.

[Corey Graves]
And how have they done that?

[Mauro Ranallo]
Perhaps the fact that Mr. McMahon is The Special Referee for ALL three stages? Knowing that he's the one who allowed Mandy to officiate the third stage of Alexa's match with Awesome Kong...where she literally screwed Alexa out of that match.

[Corey Graves]
You two really should learn to stop being so biased. Mr. McMahon is the owner of this company, his relationship with Mandy is strictly professional, and and Mandy Rose The Longest Reigning North American Champion in XWL history will regain her title tonight....not by favoritism, but by the sheer fact that she is far more talented than Alexa Bliss in every way shape or form.

[Renee Young]
And barring Kairi Sane from the arena? That's justified to you?

[Corey Graves]
She literally went and threatened to interfere last week on Anarchy, you believe she should be allowed to ruin a perfectly officiated match?

[Renee Young]
If tonight were setup to be a "perfectly officiated match" there would be no need for her to make such a claim. But the fact is, tonight Alexa Bliss goes against the machine, and "chosen" one...and now her only ally has been thrown out of the arena. I don't want to believe this is happening, but unfortunately...Alexa Bliss is getting screwed out of a title she worked for FOUR LONG YEARS to win....and there's nothing any of us can do to stop it.

[Mauro Ranallo]
I hope you're wrong...but we all know tonight is going to be perhaps the greatest obstacle Alexa Bliss has ever had to overcome...as she hopes to successfully defend The North American Championship she took from her challenger at last month's Pay-Per-View Coronation.

[Corey Graves]
Enough about this boo hoo Alexa nonsense. How about we talk about tonight's show. Like The Main-Event which will see Daniel Bryan defend his World Heavyweight Championship against The Demon King & The Titanium Tyrant in a Triple Threat Match.

[Renee Young]
Daniel Bryan of course emerged a changed man after his "coronation" but is that change truly for the better?

[Mauro Ranallo]
We'll find out as he faces two former World Champions, who certainly aspire to regain their positions back on top of the mountain. Drew McIntyre The Sinister Scotsman is hell bent on reclaiming the title taken from him by Daniel Bryan.

[Corey Graves]
But The Demon King as witnessed after Bryan's crowning, has had his sights set on The World Title for quite some time, and he looks to spoil both of their plans and emerge from the battlefield with the ultimate spoils from his war.

[Renee Young]
All three Men are going to step up tonight, but only one will leave with as World Heavyweight Champion...and of course let's not forget that The King Of The Ring Cesaro is still biding his time before he trades his crown in for a title match, and tonight's result? Could very well impact when he chooses to do so. He's linked up with The Champion...he's the reason Bryan's newfound aggressiveness was unleashed, so does he really want to face the monster he created?

[Mauro Ranallo]
A fair point, Renee...and I suppose only time will tell. But for now, tonight it is between those 3 Superstars, with the spotlight on them, it's time to show up and deliver themselves a performance worthy of The World Heavyweight Championship.

[Corey Graves]
Speaking of Triple Threats we are going to witness an absolute insanity of a match between Keith Lee, Joey Janela, and Dean Ambrose. Their interactions have been nothing but chaos and brutality, and what once started as a spat between Keith Lee & Dean Ambrose now involves Joey Janela and I'm not sure what the hell is going to happen when they collide tonight.

[Renee Young]
It's Falls Count Anywhere, and we are in Ambrose country tonight. If anyone knows this area, where to inflict pain, and crazy ways to do it? It is Dean Ambrose.

[Mauro Ranallo]
I don't know...Joey Janela played quite a huge role in the conclusion of the match at Coronation when the match was stopped. But we can confirm tonight that there is no stoppage. This match is going to happen, they're going to beat the ever loving hell out of each other...and there will be a winner.

[Corey Graves]
Keith Lee no doubt looking to prove he has no limits, but with everything we've seen from Ambrose and Janela as of late...the question is, has he reached his limits? We'll find out tonight.

[Renee Young]
The chaos and insanity surrounding XWL doesn't stop there, no we'd be extremely remiss if we didn't mention tonight's No Holds Barred Match between Women's Champion Tessa Blanchard and The Man Becky Lynch. A situation that has completely gone off the rails with each passing week.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Tessa Blanchard is undeniably one of the toughest Women to ever compete in The Women's Division. She was mowed over by a car, and rather than let her reign be brought to an end by such, she fought that decision with everything she had left in her, which couldn't be much just a week removed from that horrifying moment.

[Corey Graves]
All the evidence provided by The Queen Of The Ring Liv Morgan seems to point at Becky, and now fans of both Superstars find themselves in an internal struggle as they try to figure out who they're supposed to root for.

[Renee Young]
Becky claims it wasn't her, just like Tessa claims she didn't interfere in Becky's match...regardless of the confusion and accusations...we've got two of the top females in this company colliding for a championship that is no stranger to big matches with a lot of hype...and tonight's match will be no different. We don't know for sure what happened this past month, but we do know that tonight...two Women will go to war, in name of leaving with The Women's Championship.

[Mauro Ranallo]
All while a certain Queen Of The Ring perhaps plots the moment she exchanges her crown for a shot at The Women's Champion in the very near future.

[Corey Graves]
It's going to be a wild night, and as they say...let war commence.

As Graves finishes, his sentence, the titantron lights up to the backstage hallways, and we can clearly see that something’s wrong, as emergency services quickly arrive on the scene.

[EMT #1]
Can you hear me?

The man kneels over a superstar, who appears to be out cold.

[EMT #1]
He’s unresponsive, we need to get him out of here now.

……….

[Renee Young]
What’s going on out there? It looks like someone’s been hurt…

[Mauro Ranallo]
I have no idea Renee, but it looks serious.

[Corey Graves]
It looks like we’re about to find out, they’re loading him onto the stretcher now.

………

[EMT #2]
One… Two… Lift.

The three referees assisting them lift the stretcher legs up and we can clearly see the victim..



[Renee Young]
Oh my god, that’s… That’s Seth Rollins…

[Corey Graves]
He doesn’t look like he’s moving. What happened out there?

[Mauro Ranallo]
XWL Officials are looking into this right now, we’ll keep you up to date both on the condition of Seth Rollins, and any news we get regarding what actually happened here tonight.

[Corey Graves]
Our hopes and prayers go out to Seth Rollins, but it’s time to put our smiles back on, because we’ve still got one hell of a show ahead of us, speaking of…

We are brought ringside where we see thousands of cheering fans.

[[Renee Young]]
Here comes Dean Ambrose.. And tonight we’re live in Ambrose Territory.. Cincinnati, Ohio!!

The crowd lets out a huge pop as Dean Ambrose makes his way out to the stage.

[[Corey Graves]]
Tonight Dean is set to face Keith Lee and Joey Janela in a Triple Threat Falls Count Anywhere Match!!



[[Renee Young]]
Those three have been going at it for the past two months. They’ve brawled in parking lots, locker rooms, and all over the XWL arena.. But tonight it’s all going to be legal, and there will only be one man walking out as the winner!!

Ambrose slides into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, raising his hand in the air as the crowd chants his name.

[[Corey Graves]]
Only in Cincinnati will you hear a Dean Ambrose chant...

Ambrose requests a mic and waits for the crowd to calm down.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
I’m baaack..

The crowd lets out another “Ambrose” chant.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
Back in “The Queen City”, back in “The Blue Chip City”, back in “The City of Seven Hills”, back…. Home..

The crowd pops even louder than before.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
This is where it all started out for me. Hell, I learned how to wrestle in a small gym that’s just a 10 to 15 minute drive down the road from this arena. Speaking of gyms, I used to wrestle in high school gyms, parking lots, and wherever else they could fit a ring, all around this city. Some of you people sitting in the audience might have seen me wrestle back then..

The camera scans the thousands in attendance, a lot of whom are holding up Ambrose signs.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
You’re the reason that I’m here today. If not for you buying my merchandise, and coming to my matches, I would never be an XWL Superstar.. And for that, the only two words that I can say is..

Ambrose smiles as the crowd continues to cheer.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
Fuck you..

Ambrose’s smile turns into a devilish sneer.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
That’s right.. You heard me… Fuck… You…

Ambrose begins to point at the fans in the front row.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck each and every one of you!!!

[[Renee Young]]
That’s uncalled for!!

The crowd is now booing, but this isn’t just any other boo, this is the boo of thousands of people who just got told “Fuck you” by their childhood hero..

[[Dean Ambrose]]
Not the two words that you were expecting to hear, huh? What, you expected me to thank you? You’re the reason that I wake up every morning alone, you’re the reason why I go to sleep every night in pain, and you’re the reason why I have to bring about this companies demise!! All of you out there dressing your kids in Dean Ambrose shirts, you should be ashamed of yourselves!! Each and every one of you!! Do you really want your kids to try to grow up to be just like me?? Is that really the kind of example that you want to set for your children? You want them to sell their souls for money? You want them to sacrifice their bodies for fame? Is that really what you want?.. No.. But all you see is our shiny titles, and fancy suits, and big houses, and you all believe that this lifestyle is glamorous, that it’s something that you would want to do, or that you would want your kids to do.. Well you’re wrong. This isn’t baseball. This is wrestling. And when you sign on the dotted line you are putting your body in the hands of the man in charge, and in this company.. Well.. Don’t get me started on “The Man” of this company, and no, I’m not talking about Becky Lynch..



[[Dean Ambrose]]
You people really thought that I would come back home, you would chant my name, and things would just be okay? Did you really think that I came back to Cincinnati just to pander to all of you?.. No.. I came here for one reason, and one reason only.. To bring about The Demise of XWL. And tonight that starts by permanently dealing with the thorns in my side that go by the names of Keith Lee and Joey Janela…

The crowd pops at the mention of Lee and Janela.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
You see Keith Lee and Joey Janela have been making it very difficult for me to bring about The Demise of XWL. They thought that they could stand in my way, they thought that they could be your heroes. So now.. Well, now I’m going to have to paint the streets of Cincinnati with the blood of your two heroes… That’s why I returned home.. To give the streets I use to live on a little makeover..

Ambrose begins to pace.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
You see, this is a Falls Count Anywhere Match. That means that there’s no count out, and no disqualification. THAT means that I can drag Joey Janela out of this arena by his filthy man bun, dangle him off of The Taylor-Southgate Bridge by his ankles, and drop his ass into the Ohio River.

[[Renee Young]]
To be fair, Joey could use the bath..

[[Dean Ambrose]]
That means that I can drag Keith Lee a few blocks over to the Cincinnati Reds Hall of Fame Museum..

The crowd pops at the mention of their baseball team.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
And beat him over the head with Pete Rose’s bat!!

The crowd pops even louder at the mention of their baseball hero.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
That means that anything goes.. Anywhere goes… That means that Joey Janela and Keith Lee are in for a world of hurt.. But before we get started tonight, I need to address what happened the past two weeks, and I hope that the right person or people are watching this..



[[Dean Ambrose]]
Two weeks ago I was set to compete against Killer Kross in an Extreme Rules Match. I was ready, hell I was looking forward to it, and knowing Killer Kross, so was he.. But then some piece of shit cowardly garbage human being attacked me from behind, sending me to the hospital… But that’s fine, I’ve competed with a broken nose before, so against the doctors orders I showed up the next week... That being said, when I got to Anarchy last week I wasn’t necessarily thrilled to see that I was booked against Sheamus. I mean, out of all the people to face in an Extreme Rules Match one week after breaking your nose, a 6 foot 4, 270 pound angry “Celtic Warrior” who’s known for literally “Brouge” kicking his opponents in the face.. Well.. Isn’t ideal.. But, you know me. I’m not one to back down from a fight. So I popped a few vicodin, then a few more, and I was ready to compete.. But guess what? Once again I got attacked from behind and sent to the hospital…



[[Dean Ambrose]]
So here I am, with a broken rib, an almost healed nose, but more importantly I’ve got two good legs, two good fists, and I’m ready for a fight tonight!! So, I don’t know which one of you attacked me these past two weeks, or if it was both of you, but Keith Lee, Joey Janela.. Get your asses out here and let’s settle this… The Cincy’ Way..

Ambrose slaps himself in the face to get pumped up as the crowd, who can’t help themselves, pop at the mention of “The Cincy’ way”

[[Dean Ambrose]]
With our fists..

All of a sudden the lights go dark.

[[Renee Young]]
What the-

We can hear commotion going on in the ring, but the lights are too dark to see what is happening…

[[Corey Graves]]
This is what happened last week to Ambrose before his match with Sheamus!!

All of a sudden the lights return and we can see Dean Ambrose laying face down in the middle of the ring.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Not again!!

Medics and referees rush to the ring and check on Ambrose.

[[Corey Graves]]
Who would do such a thing!! And right before one of the biggest rivalry matches of the night!!

One of the medics motions to the back, and a few moments later a stretcher is brought to the ring.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
This doesn’t look good..

The crowd is booing, but not at Ambrose, more so at the fact that he was attacked.. Even though they don’t see eye to eye with Ambrose, he is still from the same city as they are, and they can’t help but feel bad for their hometown hero.

[[Corey Graves]]
Ladies and gentleman, the XWL medical team are going to take good care of Ambrose. We’re just going to go to a quick commercial break…

Ambrose is rushed to the back as we go to a quick commercial break.

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We are shown a Statefarm commercial, as well as a Burger King one, and a WWE 2K20 commercial as well. The fourth commercial begins to play…

We are shown R-Truth standing next to Shaq O'neal.

Shaq
Hey Truth, have you ever wrestled someone who smelled bad??

R-Truth
I sure have!! Just the other day I wrestled WALTER.

Shaq
Who?

R-Truth
He’s like the UK version of a smelly, smaller Big Show.

Shaq
Oh!! I know who Big Show is!!

R-Truth
He’s a giant!! Just like you!!

Shaq
That’s right!! And when I used to play basketball, it was hard to find a deodorant that could reach all the spots for a big man like me!! That’s why I started using Axe Bodyspray!!

Truth holds up a can of Axe Bodyspray.

Shaq
It comes in all different types of scents, and it-

R-Truth
Check this out Shaq!!!

Truth holds a lighter in front of the can and lights it, he then sprays the Axe.

Shaq
Truth no!!

Fire sprays everywhere, catching a nearby plant prop on fire. The camera goes black before the final commercial of the break plays, this one for K-Mart. We are then brought back to XWL Warzone.

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[[Renee Young]]
Welcome back ladies and gentleman.

We are shown Dean Ambrose being lifted into an Ambulance.

[[Renee Young]]
As you can see, things are not looking good for Dean Ambrose. He’s being rushed to the nearest hospital. We’ll keep you updated on how he’s doing.. But the question that everyone is wondering… Is who attacked him??

[[Corey Graves]]
I don’t know.. I don’t know who it was, or why they did it.. I have so many questions…

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
As do I!! Like what is going to happen to the Triple Threat Falls Count Anywhere Match??!

[[Corey Graves]]
I guess that Joey Janela and Keith Lee might just have to go at it one on one.. I know that Keith Lee will be happy to hear that he gets to have Janela all to himself!!

[[Renee Young]]
Wow.. Two superstars have left in an ambulance so far tonight, and we have yet to even have a match!!

[[Corey Graves]]
That’s true!! First Seth Rollins, now Dean Ambrose!! I guess tonight really is turning into a Warzone!!!

[[Renee Young]]
We’ll keep you updated on Dean Ambrose’s condition as the night progresses ladies and gentleman, but you know what they say.. The show must go on!!

Warzone cuts to a prerecorded video.



Joey Janela
Tonight is a very important night for 'The Bad Boy' Joey Janela. You see.. ever since I stepped foot here in XWL, everyone has treated me like some sort of joke. They've treated me like I'm some sort of clown just looking for attention. Well that just isn't true. Do I love attention? Fuck yeah I do. Am I a clown? FUCK NO! Joey Janela is a man to be taken seriously. Joey Janela is a man to be feared. Joey Janela is a man that will go down as one of the greats here in XWL and it all starts tonight!



Joey Janela
Dean Ambrose! Keith Lee! Tonight we meet in an epic encounter... No Rules! No Time Limits! FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE! We could end up anywhere in this fucking city. Hell, maybe I'll take the two of you to the Cincinnati Zoo! We could fight among the lions! I could piledrive Keith Lee onto a pile of giraffe shit... I could toss Dean Ambrose into the gorilla pit where the late great Harambe once lived. It could go anywhere! Hell, we could end up at the Bengals game across the street!



Joey Janela
Now I don't know if you boys know, but I'm recently single after that son of a bitch Virgil stole my Penelope from me! I have had blue balls for a whole week and tonight that's gonna change! I'm ready... locked and loaded! I'm hot, I'm horny, and I'm ready to fuck! Keith, I see that Blasian Baddie you hang around with on social media... I see that delicious Blonde Beauty you show up to the arena with, Dean. Gentlemen, you are perfect candidates to get CUCKED by 'The Bad Boy' and let's be honest... After tonight? Your girls aren't gonna wanna come home to a couple of fucking losers. After I beat the two of you, they are going to sneak up to my hotel room. Tonight, your girls are going to be CLAWING at the ROCK HARD bulge of 'The Bad Boy' Joey Janela and there isn't a damn thing you're gonna do about it!



Joey Janela
Tonight, everyone will know why I'm a BAD.. BAD.. BOY!

As Joey laughs, we move to our next segment.

The scene opens up with Dasha Fuentes standing alongside Keith Lee who promptly takes a seat and gets to collect his thoughts and strokes his soul patch.

[Keith Lee]
“GLORIFICATION IN DEMONSTRATION
Dasha, allow me to give you the layout and to see it from the beginning is the best perspective, you see this all started when Dean Ambrose wanted to set forth Demise on Keith’s Kingdom, that wasn’t going to be fallen on deaf ears. Word carried through and I heard it, a defiant voice who refused to give up unless their place was shown. I had Dean dead to rights, and it was set in stone for Mr.Ambrose. A daredevil without caution and that is his flaw among all.. but as we all saw Joey Janela wanted relevancy, covered me with chairs and thought it would do him justice. He only made me angrier, he peaked in high school, he’s not made for this business when I am the measuring stick, I am changing the game as we well and know it. I’ve never seen two people more stubborn to prove a point than these men, and with that comes my ruthless intensity.

Keith changes his position in his chair and folds his arms.

[Keith Lee]
“GLORIFICATION IN DEMONSTRATION
You ask me what my plan is, it’s simple.. I’m going to show everyone tonight what happens when you put a fire inside of me that cannot be extinguished. Dean Ambrose and Joey Janela took it way too far, they played games and now I get to play with them tonight with the whole arena being my weapon, as well as my own bare fists. I euthanize them with no rules, nobody to save them, and let’s face it.. They can’t even save themselves. If I can break through walls, imagine what I can do to the average mortal man. Joey you made a fatal mistake by your choice of words and your direction of focus led onto my girlfriend. She made history in XWL and you're going to go down before you even can, how unfortunate.

Shaking his head and looks up at the camera after doing so.

[Keith Lee]
“GLORIFICATION IN DEMONSTRATION
This isn’t only a WarZone, this is my Zone and I am ready to Ascend as the titan I am.. past this and onto Ascension and climb that ladder, to become the only Money In The Bank holder with.. potential.

[Keith Lee]
“GLORIFICATION IN DEMONSTRATION
Dean, Joey.. I hope you’re willing to risk it all because I am going for the reward as you go down with your own swords. All that will be left is to breathe, if you still can and


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Lee stands up out of his chair and walks out of the cameras view focused on his huge triple threat match at XWL WarZone with that message being sent.

[[Corey Graves]]
Ladies and gentlemen we have just received word that XWL reporter Sarah Langston has arrived at the hospital that Dean Ambrose was rushed over to. We have been told that he made it there and was admitted with no problems. We’re about to take you live to Sarah, so that we can get another update on how Dean is doing.

We are shown a woman in a business suit standing outside of a hospital room door.

Sarah Langston
Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Sarah Langston and I’m reporting live here at St. Elizabeth’s Healthcare Center outside of Dean Ambrose’s room. I just finished talking to one Dean’s nurses, and they said that they fear that he suffered a concussion, as well as re injured his broken rib and nose that happened during the last two attacks… They need to run some tests to make sure. Let’s go find out how he is..

Sarah opens the door and walks inside, followed by the cameraman as well as a few XWL staff members and a nurse from the hospital. She walks over to the bed and pulls back the curtain..

Sarah Langston
Uhmm..

The cameraman walks close enough to the bed to reveal that it is empty.

Sarah Langston
Where is he..?

Nurse
What?.. That’s impossible.. He was just in here two minutes ago!!

The nurse frantically checks the bathroom, before rushing out the door.

Sarah Langston
It looks like they’re going to try to see if he’s inside the hospital.. We’ll go look for him outside!! He couldn’t have gotten far!!

We are brought back to the announce table.

[[Renee Young]]
Where do you think he is Corey?

[[Corey Graves]]
Well, knowing Dean Ambrose, he’s probably out there looking for Joey Janela and Keith Lee!! I’m surprised that he’s able to stand after that attack, let alone escape a hospital, but if anyone can do it, it’s The Lunatic Fringe!!

[[Renee Young]]
He’s just walking around the streets injured???!! Where do you draw the line between being courageous and insane!!

[[Corey Graves]]
With Dean Ambrose? I don’t think that there is a line!!! But we’re in Cincinnati, Ohio!! This is Dean Ambrose’s hometown. I don’t think that he has anything to worry about on the streets of Cincinnati, hell, he used to live on these very streets!! If anything, he must be feeling at home right no-.. Wait a minute..

Corey is shown holding his earpiece

[[Corey Graves]]
I’m getting word that Dean Ambrose is currently on Facebook live!!! Let’s check it out!!

The titantron lights up with Dean’s face. We can tell that he is holding his phone in selfie mode, but it’s way too close to his face.

Dean Ambrose
Is this stupid thing on?.. God I hate technology…. There we go..

Dean adjusts the camera so that we can see him properly. He is wearing a hospital gown and no shoes.

Dean Ambrose
I just got off the phone with Vince, and I want you all to hear this from me first before he tries to put words in my mouth..

Dean takes a deep breath.

Dean Ambrose
I’m sorry..

[[Renee Young]]
Did I hear that right? Did Dean just say..

Dean Ambrose
I’m sorry that I ever doubted your motives.. I’m sorry that I turned my back on my family.. Words can’t express how sorry I am for the person that I let myself become in front of all of you, in front of the only people who ever truly understood me..

The crowd begins to let out a small cheer.

Dean Ambrose
When those lights turned back on, and I was laying on the mat, all I saw was stars.. It sounded like a flashbang went off.. I couldn’t understand what any of the medics were saying, I couldn’t hear anything that the XWL staff members who carted me to the back were saying.. But what I could hear was your “Ambrose” chants… And what I could understand was the worry in your voices…

Ambrose runs his free hand through his hair.

Dean Ambrose
Don’t get me wrong.. There is a war coming.. But I had my gun pointed at the wrong target.. And I’m sorry that it took this long for me to take my finger off the trigger.

The crowd’s cheers begin to grow as they listen to the Facebook Live video.

Dean Ambrose
So where does that leave me?... Well tonight I’m scheduled for a fight against Joey Janela and Keith Lee, and as you all know, people from this great city never back down from a fight. No matter the odds, no matter the injuries.. It doesn’t matter that I had to sneak out of a hospital, it doesn’t matter if I had to defy the doctors orders, there is nothing that will stop me from giving my all tonight. For two reasons.. The first reason is simple, it’s what you deserve. And well, the second reason is even simpler, I just love to fight..

The crowd is now chanting Ambrose’s name.

Dean Ambrose
You people paid good money to watch me do what I do best, and I’ll be damned if some cowardly attack stops me from doing just that… Joey Janela, Keith Lee, the two of you should be going up to each and every audience member in attendance tonight and thank them from the bottom of your hearts for helping me realize who the real problem in Professional Wrestling is…

Ambrose adjusts his hospital gown, as he does you can see that there are bandages underneath it.

Dean Ambrose
It’s not the fans, it’s not the wrestlers.. I’ve been blaming the wrong people this whole time. When the real problem is “The Man”... Vince McMAN… Just for starts, look at what he’s been doing with Mandy Rose and Alexa Bliss..

The crowd pops at the mention of Alexa’s name.

Dean Ambrose
I know that I can’t hear you right now, but I hope that you’re all chanting Alexa’s name right now.. Ohio pride!!

The crowd lets out a very loud “Bliss, Bliss, Bliss” chant.

Dean Ambrose
Anyways.. All that I can say is I’m sorry.. But what I can do, is go out there each and every night and fight for all of you. Because you all fought for me when I was a nobody, and helped me get to where I am today. And I’ll be damned if I let Vince McMahon’s corruptness ruin an industry that I dreamed of being in since I was walking these exact streets as a kid..

Ambrose smiles to himself.

Dean Ambrose
That’s why I just got off the phone with Vince and told him that I have agreed to negotiate my contract next week on Anarchy. When I returned to XWL I tricked Vince into giving me special clauses in my contract, that I was going to use to injure my co-workers repercussion free.. Well I’m done blaming the locker room, it’s not their fault that their boss is corrupt. And there’s no reason for me to try to hurt all of you great fans by taking out your heroes.. No. The state of this business is not your fault, I realize that now. So from this day forward, instead of trying to injure your heroes, I’ll be working my hardest to become one of your heroes. Only this time I won’t just be fighting for me, I won’t just be fighting for all of you, I’ll be fighting for my co-workers like Alexa Bliss, as well as for the future of this company by exposing Vince McMahon for who he is… And bringing about his demise…

The crowd is on their feet cheering now, clearly happy that their hometown hero has seen the light.

Dean Ambrose
Vince, you tried to bring about The Demise of Dean Ambrose.. Well tonight is the first night of the Demise of Vince McMahon.. You thought that your plan worked huh Vince? You thought that you could distract me by trying to blame the fans and this industry for what YOU did to me.. Well I’ve finally opened my eyes, and now I see the truth. YOU are to blame, you and only you.. Remember all those weeks ago when I looked straight into the camera, and said that when I’m done bringing about the Demise of XWL I’m coming for a special someone?.. Here, for y’all who forgot..

Dean stops a stranger passing by.

Dean Ambrose
Brother, can I borrow your phone for a moment?

Stranger
Holy shit!! You’re Dean Ambrose!! Can I get a picture???!

Dean Ambrose
Sure man!

The man takes a selfie with Dean then hands him his camera.

Dean Ambrose
Alright… Youtube… Dean Ambrose I’m coming for you promo… Hmm… Oh wow I remember that one…. Oh shit, there’s The Ryback... Hmm... Dean Ambrose in gym promo… Ah there we go..

Dean finds the video he was looking for on the strangers phone. He begins to play the ending of it, pointing his own camera at it so that the Facebook Live viewers can also see it.

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[[Dean Ambrose]]
No one can control me. Not XWL, not you people, no one.. I’m taking this company down one superstar at a time, and when there’s no one left to fight, once I’ve injured each and every XWL superstar, once I bring about The Demise of XWL…

Ambrose grabs the punching bag, causing it to stop swinging back and forth. He then looks straight into the camera for the first time during this “shoot”.

[[Dean Ambrose]]
I’m coming for you..

He slaps the camera to the floor and walks away, leaving us to wonder who he’s talking about? Keith Lee? Cesaro?... Or someone else?... The screen then goes black.

---

Dean turns off the strangers phone and hands it back to him.

Dean Ambrose
Thanks man..

Stranger
No worries dude! You’re awesome!!

Dean smiles and turns back to his camera.

Dean Ambrose
Well Vince, I was talking about you… And unfortunately for you, you’ve become my target earlier than expected. And even worse for you, when I do eventually get to you, hopefully I’ll have the entire XWL Universe as well as the locker room by my si-

Sarah Langston
There he is!!!!

Dean turns and sees XWL reporter Sarah Langston as well as a few XWL staff members running over towards him.

Dean Ambrose
Oh shit.. I should find a change of clothes, I stick out like a sore thumb.. I have to go.. Ambrose out!!!

We roll on to our next segment...

We are brought to the parking lot outside of the arena where we can see R-Truth walking with his prop briefcase in hand, and his partner in crime, Kyle O’Reilly right behind. Kyle however is wearing a referee shirt.

R-Truth
I could have sworn that he was right around here when I pulled into the arena..

Kyle O’Reilly
I still don’t see why this is such a big deal to you.. It’s not like you counted fast, or was the one who agreed to the match in the first place!! You were just doing him a favor, and it backfired for him.

R-Truth
I feel bad though. I was the referee who counted to three, and now Joey Johanson lost his girlfriend!!

Kyle O’Reilly
You mean Janela.

R-Truth
What’s a Janela, Mr. Kyle?

Kyle O’Reilly
I don’t know, what’s a Janela with you?

Truth looks at Kyle with a blank stare.

R-Truth
Huh?

Kyle O’Reilly
Nevermind, I thought it was funny. Anyways, I have to admit, I never thought that those referee classes you bought for us would ever come to use. I kind of like the pin stri-

R-Truth
There he is!!

The camera zooms in to who Truth is pointing at. We see none other then Virgil sitting at his merch table. Just like a few weeks ago Virgil has a bunch of autographed memorabilia sitting on his table, as well as The Million Dollar Championship. The only difference from last time is that Joey Janela’s ex-girlfriend Penelope is standing next to him. The fans that were at Virgil’s merch table let out a cheer and rush over towards R-Truth and Kyle, extending pictures, posters, and even body parts for the two to sign. Truth and Kyle finally make their way through the crowd and over towards Virgil, causing the crowd to circle around the merch table.

Penelope
Oh great.. Not you again..

R-Truth
Hey Penelope.. Uhh..

Truth turns towards Virgil.

R-Truth
Hi Virgil. It’s me R-Truth, and this is Mr. Kyle.. The reason I’m here is, well, I feel bad for being the referee responsible for Joey Nutella losing Penny to you.

Penelope
It’s Penelope!!

R-Truth
Exactly!! That match was penelope!!!

Truth turns towards Kyle and whispers, just loud enough for the camera to hear.

R-Truth
That means unfair, right Mr. Kyle?

Kyle O’Reilly
No, that’s her name. Her name is Penelople.

R-Truth
Oh..

Truth turns back towards Virgil.

R-Truth
Anyways, I have come to win Penelope back for my friend Joey Janela.. And I’m willing to put my 24/7 Mr. Intercontinental Money In The Bank Briefcase on the line…

Virgil thinks for a moment

Virgil
Okay.. De-

R-Truth
Wait!!

Truth is staring at the Million Dollar Title.

R-Truth
Is that the 24/7 Million Dollar Championship of the World?

Virgil
Uhmm, well actually it’s just called the Millio-

R-Truth
Forget Pamela!! I want that!!

Penelope
It’s Penelope!!!

R-Truth
I know!! That title is Penelope!!!

Penelope
No!! My name is Penelope!!

R-Truth
Yeah, your name is nice too.. Anyways, Virgil. What will it take for you to put up the 24/711 Million Dollar Championship of the World?

Virgil
Well, more than that briefcase..

Penelope
Wait what!!! You’re telling me that your stupid fake title is more important to you then I am!??!?

Virgil
I mean, the title never nags me sooo.. And you’re calling the title fake.. But I doubt that everything about you is real, if you know what I mean, right Truth??

R-Truth
I don’t know what you mean..

Kyle O’Reilly
He really doesn’t..

Virgil
Oh.. Well Truth, if you want the Million Dollar Championship, you’re going to have to put up a LOT of money!!

R-Truth
I’m not really good at counting.. But is One Million Dollars enough??

Virgil
You don’t have One Million Dollars…

R-Truth
Yes I do!! I won it a month ago at a baseball game’s contest. That’s why I’m not only XWL’s Mr. 24/7 Intercontinental Money In The Bank, I’m also XWL’s Million Dollar Man!!

Virgil
So you’re willing to put One Million Dollars on the line for my title?

Penelope
What abou-

Virgil
Shut it Penelope.. Truth, one million dollars?

Kyle O’Reilly
Hold on, let me talk to Truth really quick.

Kyle pulls Truth off to the side, the camera follows.

R-Truth
Hey Mr. Kyle, I’m about to become the new 24/7 European Million Dollar Champion!! It makes sense because I’m XWL’s Million Dollar Man!!

Kyle O’Reilly
Truth, I just don’t think that you should put up that much money on the line. I mean, that title isn’t even rea-

R-Truth
Do you think that it’s not enough money?

Kyle O’Reilly
What? No!! I think that it’s too much!! I don’t think that you should be having this match at all!! We should be focusing on my match with WALTER tonight!!

R-Truth
But I am focusing on your match with WALTER tonight!! I faced WALTER the other night in a ladders match, and he was equally talented as he was smelly!!

Kyle O’Reilly
I saw your axe commercial by the way. It was awesome.

R-Truth
Thanks Mr. Kyle. I’m just saying, imagine how infibricated he would b-

Kyle O’Reilly
Intimidated..

R-Truth
Exactly!! He’d be intimidated as well, seeing you being accompanied by not only the Million Dollar Man, not only the Intercontinental Mr. Money in the Bank Briefcase holder, but also the 24/7 i-95 Million Dollar European Champion!!

Kyle O’Reilly
Uhm.. How about you let me do some negotiating..

R-Truth
You mean like good cop bad cop, Mr. Kyle?

Kyle O’Reilly
What?.. Just let me do the talking..

Truth and Kyle walk back over to Virgil.

Kyle O’Reilly
So after some negotiating, we have come up with a cou-

R-Truth
You have yourself a deal Virgil!!! As long as Mr. Kyle can be the ref!!

Virgil
Okay, but he better call it fair!!

Kyle raises his eyebrows and looks over at Truth as he shakes Virgil’s hand.

R-Truth
What?.. Isn’t that what we decided on?..

Virgil
Okay!! Well.. Seeing as I don’t have a ring out here, and Warzone is all booked up and sold out.. How about we have the match right here in the parking lot, just like Joey Janela and I did a few weeks ago when I beat that loser!!!

R-Truth
Okay!

Kyle gets in between the two of them. A crowd begins to form a semi-circle around the two superstars. Kyle shouts to the crowd “Ring the bell” and the crowd lets out a “ding ding” sound, just like when Janela and Virgil had their match a few weeks ago.

Penelope
Virgil!!

Virgil turns his back on Truth and looks over towards Penelope, who is fighting off off a few of the fans that are trying to use the distraction as a way to steal some of the merch off of Virgil’s table.

Virgil
Hey!!! Hands off the merchandise!! And I’m not talking about Penele-

All of a sudden Truth rolls up Virgil from behind!!! Kyle gets on the ground and counts..


1


2


...3!!!

Virgil
What the-!!

Kyle hands Truth the Million Dollar Title and raises his hand in victory.

R-Truth
I’m the 24/7 Million Dollar Champion of the World!!!

Truth grabs his briefcase before Kyle and him book it through the crowd, away from Virgil.

Virgil
Hey!!

Virgil looks like he is about to give chase, but looks over towards his merch table which is still being ransacked by the fans. He gives one last look towards Truth before running over to his merch table. We are then shown a video package hyping up the Intercontinental Championship Match between WALTER and double champion Chris Sabin.

Renee Young
Ladies and gentlemen.. This show has been anything but normal!! Between Joey Janela, Keith Lee, and Dean Ambrose... R-Truth.. Not to mention Mandy Rose and Alexa Bliss!! And Seth Rollins getting attacked by, well, who knows!! What’s ne-.. Wait.. Oh boy.. I think that I spoke too soon, I’m getting reports from backstage that.. Well, I think it’s easier if we just show you..

We are brought backstage where we can see John Cena being tended to by XWL staff members and officials.



XWL Referee
Who was it John??!?

John Cena
I don’t know.. I couldn-.Oww..

Cena grabs his jaw and neck in pain.

XWL Medic
Give him some room. We need to take him to the emergency room to get his neck looked at.

The medics help Cena into the Ambulance and close the doors. We see the lights turn on as the Ambulance exits the arena.

Renee Young
Wow… First Seth Rollins… Now John Cena.. And both attacked in the same way.. What is happening tonight??!?

Corey Graves
This really is turning into a Warzone!!

We are shown a video package hyping up the NA Championship Match

The North American Championship Broken Word Limit Post 1 of 2





Following the video package promoting The North American Championship Match...we realize that the much anticipated opening contest of Warzone...will in fact be that match! Ohio erupts with absolute glee and love as the music belonging to their very own "Little Miss Champion" sounds throughout the building, and all focus shifts to the stage awaiting her arrival. Tonight, Alexa has only one advantage, the home-field. Everything? Has been stacked against her in every possible way. For tonight she will be forced to deal with an official that has had a very questionable relationship with her challenger for many months now. He may be The General Manager...and ultimately the owner of XWL...but ever since Mandy Rose arrived on the scene? There's been little professionalism displayed between either of them. Not only is Mandy's "special friend" officiating tonight's match, but it is no mere match. It is THREE stages of HELL. That means in order for someone to win, they have to have beaten their opponent, not once...but twice. A feat that will be practically impossible for Alexa to obtain given the referee in question. As if matters weren't bad enough, her only ally...her best friend...the friend that went on record proclaiming she wouldn't allow her best friend to be screwed out of the title she fought so long to finally have...was barred from entering the building when tonight's show went on the air.

Alexa may have the people behind her, but with the system against her? Tonight will indeed be hell, hell that she must endure and somehow outlast, and overcome if she is to walk out STILL The North American Champion. At last Alexa Bliss steps out onto the stage, both hands raised up toward the camera, as her North American Championship is wrapped proudly around her waist.



But her mood is anything but cheerful, she's beyond "had it" with Mr. McMahon and Mandy Rose...and after arriving to tonight's show smiling and laughing with her Pirate Pal...she now finds herself consumed by her fury as The Wicked Witch she once was has reemerged...but this time, not to terrorize or wreak havoc on the "good" but to punish her conniving enemies. She may be on the receiving end of love from the "OH-IO" crowd...but the only thing on her mind right now is leaving the war she's about to head into with her cherished prize, in spite of the tactics they've enlisted to ensure she doesn't.

[Mauro Ranallo]
The REIGNING, DEFENDING North American Champion being filled with anything but "BLISS" tonight as she heads to war with Mandy Rose in THREE STAGES OF HELL!

[Corey Graves]
Fear not, it'll only be two stages...because once God's Greatest Creation has arrived, and the bell sounds? This match is going to only end in one way, and quite quickly at that. Mandy Rose was ROBBED of her title, but soon all will once again be right in the world as The Golden Goddess reclaims her throne from the false heir that stole it from her last month.

[Renee Young]
What is false about Alexa CURB STOMPING MANDY INTO MR. MCMAHON'S OFFICE DESK AND PINNING HER?

[Corey Graves]
Will you please try to maintain some professionalism, Renee? There is no need to shout simply because you allow your jealousy of Mandy to cloud your ability to see her for what she is.

[Renee Young]
See that's where you're wrong, I do see her for what she is...a whor-

[Mauro Ranallo]
Let's move on shall we?

Alexa doesn't waste time "posing" she clenches both fists and glares down the ramp to the very ring where soon Mr. McMahon will reside in, and call her title defense. She begins to walk down toward the ring, again not in the frame of mind where she can entertain the reaction she's consistently receiving. The cheers are nice, and no doubt a part of her that hasn't been possessed by her anger is very appreciative of them. But tonight her focus is only on one thing, and that's WINNING. Somehow surviving the sinister plot that has been put into place, and she's taking this as seriously as it is. It may be ridiculous, and borderline humorous in a sad way at how far Mr. McMahon has gone to protect Mandy, to enable her, to literally set her up for nothing but success...but ultimately the annoyance and outright pathetic lengths they've stooped to far outweigh any momentary "funniness." Especially when you take into account what Alexa Bliss has had to go through not only in the last month since becoming Champion, but everything in the months before. She endured everything, never gave up, finally put Mandy beneath her...and now it's become far more worse than it originally was, as if we never thought that could happen, it has.



Her descent down the ramp reaches an end as she turns, and her dirty look toward the ring speaks volumes. She's not "Blissed Off" She is flat out pissed off, disgusted, and every other word that describes a state of anger. When she looks at the ring right now, while her challenger may not be out yet, nor the official...she sees them smiling, rubbing their hands together as they envision her downfall. She sees the many blatant attempts there will be throughout the course of the following stages to screw her out of a Championship she fought for 4 long years to finally win. She was always excluded from practically every opportunity, everyone else, even the new girls in the division would be handed everything...but for Alexa...in 4 years she had none of that.  Not only was she clearly not a favorite of Mr. McMahon's but the second Mandy arrived she was LITERALLY handed every possible opportunity, and that is what brought us here now tonight. She was sick of it, she refused to stand for it any longer, and now it's a matter of IF she can somehow stick it to them one last time, or if she's about to made an example of, in her home state.

[Renee Young]
You know, something has got to give eventually with all of this. How can we for months now have such blatant favoritism muddying the division, and The North American Championship itself?

[Corey Graves]
How dare you speak of God's Greatest Creation like that. She is the ONLY North American Champion that ruled with grace, power, and brought all eyes to the title as the reigned the longest out of ANY of them. Thou shalt not take Mandy Rose's name in vain, Renee.

[Renee Young]
I'm really trying hard not to get mad, but you really not making it easy. Why are you and others so blinded by her beauty to see how UGLY she is on the inside?

[Mauro Ranallo]
One thing that can be said is that regardless of how it's happened, The North American Championship, and the rivalry between Alexa Bliss and Mandy Rose has been a hot topic ever since it all kicked off.

Bliss makes her way up onto the apron, standing up as she looks out into the crowd, seeing many many signs in support of her tonight, but her expression doesn't soften.



For her gaze out into the sold out arena quickly shifts away from them, and down at The Championship around her waist. Rather than allowing herself to get lost for minutes at the sight of her first title she's ever won in XWL...and the possibility of not being able to feel it's warmth and the joy it's brought her to hold...she shakes her head, trying to dismiss those thoughts and quickly enters into the ring. Both hands reach behind her as she pulls her title off of her waist, and raises it up into the air before lowering it across her shoulder.







With a major pop from the crowd, and not in the traditionally favorable sense, General Manager Vince McMahon appears out onto the stage. With his signature strut, Mr. McMahon trots right down the ramp, his arms puffed out and swinging slightly with each stride. His attire, of course, is a far cry from his typical suit. Instead, he’s sporting an XWL Official’s attire, with the exception of the short sleeves of his striped shirt which have of course bed rolled all the way up to proudly showcase his guns.

[Mauro Ranallo]
And as you can see ladies and gentlemen, our General Manager Mr. McMahon is pulling double duty tonight. As we were informed recently, Mr. McMahon will be officiating all three stages of this contest, in an effort to ensure a “fair” and “safe” match between these two heated rivals.

[Renee Young]
“Fair” and “safe” is a bit of a stretch. C’mon, we all know exactly what this is! This is just another way for Mr. McMahon to hand the title over to his Golden Girl on a platter. It’s ridiculous! Alexa Bliss has overcome unimaginable odds to get where she is today, only to have Mandy Rose and her sugar daddy take it away. I’m sorry, I know he signs all of our checks but a spade’s a spade.

[Corey Graves]
I for one and THRILLED that Mr. McMahon will be officiating this match. It’s well documented and proven that Alexa Bliss is a danger inside and outside of the ring, and Mandy Rose is an international treasure! He’s strictly out here to ensure her safety and see to it that Alexa Bliss doesn’t try to utilize any dangerous or cheap tactics to try and cheat God’s Greatest Creation our of fulfilling her destiny and making history once again.

Mr. McMahon ascends the steel staircase confidently and cuts through the ropes, passing Alexa Bliss a less than genuine two thumbs up, accompanied by a: “YOU’VE GOT THIS ONE IN THE BAG, CHAMP.” Alexa isn’t buying Vince’s charade for a second, and neither are any of the fans. In fact, nobody but Corey Graves seems to trust the General Manager’s intentions here tonight.

[Corey Graves]
OH, did you see that Renee? Or was your blatantly biased opinion blinding you again? Right there was a clear show of sportsmanship and a vote of (possibly misplaced) confidence in Alexa Bliss’s ability!

[Renee Young]
You can’t possibly be this dense, Corey. I get that Mandy’s your girl, or obsession, or goddess, whatever, but that is a clear representation of Mr. McMahon twisting the blade that’s already in Alexa Bliss’s back. He’s taunting her! Sticking it right in her face and confirming all of our suspicions that this is just another screw job by Mandy and Vince.

[Corey Graves]
That’s MISTER McMAHON to you, Renee! I know you’re on this women’s empowerment and rebellion kick right now, but don’t forget exactly who it is that you’re talking about.

[Renee Young]
How could I ever forget? The reason I’m not buying into any of this is because I am vividly aware of exactly who we’re dealing with here.










With that soft and sultry whisper that we’ve grown to know and expect all too well, the Golden Goddess of XWL appears onto the stage. She’s wearing a fluffy and shimmering custom-made jacket that covers her upper torso and her arms, and also has an array of black, white, and gold feathers around the neckline. Rose stops atop the stage to strike her signature pose, which as we know, involves her reaching her arms out to both of her sides before moving them up towards the heavens and letting one fall slowly down until it’s rested behind the nape of her neck.

[Corey Graves]
Have you ever seen something so divine that it just hypnotizes you every time it graces your monitor?

[Renee Young]
... No, but I think that North American Championship looks pretty divine on Alexa Bliss’s shoulder right now.

[Corey Graves]
Well soak it in, Renee! Better yet, why don’t you take a picture? Because it’s going to be the last time Alexa Bliss is EVER going to have her hands on Mandy Rose’s title.

[Renee Young]
I’ll give Mandy her props, she’s come a long way on her own, but you’re delusional if you think she’d be anywhere close to where she is now if it wasn’t for that man in the ring right now doubling as the official.

[Corey Graves]
WOW. 2019 and we STILL have women tearing other successful women down. That is despicable behavior, Renee. When will it stop? When will you show God’s Greatest Creation the support and admiration she clearly is entitled to?

[Renee Young]
Maybe when she learns to stand on her own two feet, and not just on her knees.



While Corey remains stunned at Renee’s persistent audacity, Mandy begins her descent down the ramp towards the ring. Her captivating and malevolent gaze passes by dozens of booing fans as Bliss narrows her spiteful eyes from the ring.



[Corey Graves]
I’M SHOCKED, RENEE, and that’s REALLY saying something because over the course of your not so “professional” broadcasting career, you have made a lot of dehumanize and illegitimate remarks about God’s Greatest Creation, Mandy Rose. But this..? THIS?!... This is just slander and blasphemy and I refuse to be associated with such.



While Corey can be seen in the corner of the screen folding his arms and turning away from Renee’s direction, Rose arrives at ringside. She flicks her incredibly long, flowing hair back and grabs hold of the bottom rope before she kicks her legs up, rotating through until she comes to a sudden and perfectly aligned stop on the apron. The Golden Goddess tilts her head back, shaking out her flawlessly platinum gold locks while pointing back up at the Heavens from whence she descended once again.



[Mauro Ranallo]
Moving right along, while both of you seem to have your clear favorites in this match, I will say that personally I can see this going either way. Mandy Rose has proven to be a force to be reckoned with on her own, having beaten Alexa and Ember Moon to gain her original contendership for the North American title. With Mr. McMahon arguably in her corner? She’s all but unstoppable. However, Alexa Bliss has been the consistent “horcrux” to Mandy Rose’s success, if you will. She’s got the fiery spirit of a fighter and the determination to bring her all the way to the top, as we can see by the North American Championship currently residing on her shoulder.

[Corey Graves]
Key word: CURRENTLY. In a matter of MINUTES that North American Championship will be right back where it belongs, and that’s on the perfectly sculpted shoulder of the ONLY REAL Champion, Mandy Rose.

[Renee Young]
You’re pathetic. Alexa’s going to wipe the holy ground that Mandy walks on with Rose’s own smug face. You’ll see.

Mandy transitions into a graceful backwards crawl beneath the bottom rope before pulling herself up to her feet. Instead of doing her signature pose one last time, she turns her head to look over the Champion in sheer disgust. The sight of her former title resting on the shoulder of her nemesis was enough to make the Golden Goddess grind her ivory teeth. Rose backs into the corner where, conveniently enough, Vince McMahon is waiting. As Mike Rome steps up and the lights in the arena go down save for a single spotlight that illuminates the ring in a cool blue-toned light, Mr. McMahon begins to rub and massage Mandy’s shoulders. Clearly not showing a shred favoritism whatsoever.

[Mike Rome]
The following Three Stages Of Hell Match is for The North American Championship! This series will go until one of the competitors has scored two victories. If at the end of the second stage both have secured a victory we will go to the third and final stage. Per the order of General Manager Mr. McMahon...the matches will not be announced prior until each stage has completed. In addition to this match, there will be a special guest referee who will officiate the entirety of this match from the first stage, until the last. Introducing first, the challenger she is God's Greatest Creation...The LONGEST REIGNING DEFENDING UNDISPUTED NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION IN XWL HISTORY....from Yorktown Heights, New York...Maaaaandy....ROOOOOSE!!

Mandy struts out front and center, finally reaching her arms out to both of her sides before raising them both up high towards the ceiling. The crowd is absolutely relentless, however, but that's par for the course when you're an ethereally beautiful and successful woman who has caught the eye of the most powerful man in professional wrestling.... And may or may not be out to screw the hometown favorite out of retaining her North American Championship.



[Mike Rome]
And her opponent, she is the current, but soon to be FORMER North American Champion...from right here in Ohio, where she is sure to disappoint everyone of you to the point that you bar her from this state after she becomes a statewide embarrassment... please put your hands together one last time for LITTLE MISS CHAMPION...who will soon be missing the championship that never should have fallen into her hands in the first place...Alexa Bliss.

The audience wasn't at all happy with the far from "normal" introduction for their own Alexa Bliss...but rather than booing, they get even louder, rallying behind her. She bites her lower lip as she glares at Mike Rome, then at Vince...and lastly at Mandy before stepping forward and once again striking her signature title pose.



As her eyes raise up toward the camera, we see a determination written all over her face, an intensity in her gaze, as she no doubt is trying to hold it together and not let all of this get to her...but it's obvious that everything that has been setup against her tonight has indeed gotten to her, and all we can hope now is that it doesn't hurt her heading into this match.

[Renee Young]
WOW, she can't even get a proper introduction? Meanwhile what the hell was that introduction for Mandy? I am just so over all of this.

[Corey Graves]
I for one think Mike Rome did a fantastic job.

Alexa lowers her title, then turns around to see Mr. McMahon with his hands out, asking for The North American Championship. She holds it within both hands, then stares at it for a moment...there's a clear hesitation, and you exactly blame her. Not being patient, he starts to reach out to grab the title from her instead of waiting for her to hand it, and that's when you see Alexa refuse to relinquish her hold after his forceful display. There's a slight "tug of war" as Alexa looks Mr. McMahon...her boss...right in his eyes and while she says nothing...that look says all that needs to be said. "Don't you dare try it, don't you screw me." Finally Mr. McMahon pulls harder and practically rips the title out of Alexa's hands, then looks to Mandy who can't believe the audacity of Alexa. I MEAN REALLY, HOW DARE SHE RIGHT? SO UNREASONABLE...after Mandy and Vince share a moment, Mr. McMahon raises the title up into the air, showcasing what is at stake. As he lowers it and hands it off, a voice that has now been relocated outside of the ring broadcasts around the arena.


[Mike Rome]
Ladies and gentlemen, I've just been informed that the first of three stages of this match will be....









A ONE HANDED MATCH!




[Renee Young]
A what?

On that cue, Mr. McMahon pulls two pieces of rope from both of his back pockets. Alexa’s pupils shift from side to side, trying to determine the seriousness of this stipulation. Mandy on the other hand, doesn’t seem bothered in the slightest. In fact, she’s perfectly perched back against the ropes with her arms spread out. The definition of cool, calm, as well as collected. If one didn’t know better, it might be safe to assume that Mandy had the inside scoop on all of the upcoming stages from a VERY reliable source.... Mr. McMahon approaches Alexa from across the ring with the rope. Apprehensively of course, Bliss looks at Vince with a snarling glare before complying at the risk of being stripped of her North American Championship. She places one of her arms behind her back and clenches her jaw while Mr. McMahon begins to wrap the rope around her midsection, encompassing her right arm in the process. Bliss flinches as Mr. McMahon goes the extra mile to make sure she would have no escape from these binds by double knotting them behind her back. Before even a second is able to pass from the completion of the knot, Alexa shakes off Mr. McMahon with a cold shoulder and keeps her glare dead ahead on the Golden Goddess, who seems a bit amused by Bliss’s reaction.

Once Vince returns to Mandy, she pushes up off of the ropes and willingly places her right arm behind her back while extending her left arm outwards to give Mr. McMahon a bit of easy access. As Vince wraps the rope around Rose’s toned midsection and takes his place behind her to secure the knot, Mandy glances back over her shoulder and catches the eye of the General Manager. It’s easy to distinguish a hyper-sexual: “NOT TOO TIGHT...” with a true vixen’s smirk, giving the impression that this practice is nothing new between these two. Quite contrary to the visibly constricting and overly secure double-knot binding Alexa Bliss, Mandy Rose is treated with an ever so delicate bow. Once he completes his masterpiece, Vince McMahon smiles and calls for the bell.


DING DING DING!


[Mauro Ranallo]
And Stage 1, the very unconventional "One Handed Match," is underway!

[Renee Young]
This match just started 2 seconds ago and already there is another painfully obvious display of favoritism! Look at the bow on Mandy's loose confines compared to the incredibly tight and almost torturous looking knot on Alexa! Mandy's bow is so loose her own ego could probably fit through it.

[Corey Graves]
Mandy forbid that anybody have a desire to look nice with a tasteful bow on their big night before they become the first ever 2x North American Champion, Renee. What is wrong with you?

[Renee Young]
What's wrong with me? I'm sick of seeing Alexa Bliss get robbed of everything she's had to fight tooth and nail to get, just for the sick pleasures of an old man and his curvaceous Barbie doll!

[Corey Graves]
First of all, that is a MAJOR compliment to Barbie's everywhere, and second, this match hasn't even started yet. Will you relax?

Bliss, already shaking her head furiously, wastes absolutely no time taking the fight right to the Golden Goddess with a stiff kick to the ribs! Rose buckles and crumbles to the ground early from the stiff shot, while Bliss decides to utilize this opening to turn to Mr. McMahon and remind him exactly who HE is dealing with, with an emphatically bold: "I'M GONNA PUT YOUR BITCH DOWN IN RECORD TIME!" Vince's brows practically shoot through the roof as he looks on at Alexa with wide eyes. What the Champion hadn't realized, however, is that in those crucial few seconds that Bliss was turned away from her opponent, Mandy had quit easily "slipped" out of the loosely tied bow that was restraining her right arm. Speaking of that right, Alexa came into direct contact with it as soon as she turns around! Mandy floors the Champion with a presumably illegal right hand! The crowd are already all on their feet, leaning over the barricades, and barking for justice. Rose, however, capitalizes off of Bliss's stunned and teetering frame by rolling her up into a schoolgirl with a left AND right hand full of tights! Alexa squirms and struggles in an attempt to break out of the compromising maneuver, but before she's even given the chance to, Vince McMahon drops to the mat for the count...!


1 2 3!!!


[Corey Graves]
YES! IT'S HAPPENING! How's that for record time, Alexa?!

[Renee Young]
YOU'VE GOT TO BE JOKING ME! This is outrageous!

[Corey Graves]
Oh suck it up, Renee! I tried to tell you the prophecy, just as Mandy said, and now we're bearing witness to what is turning out to be yet another historic night in Mandy Rose's unparalleled career!

A lightning quit count if we've ever witnessed one, Mr. McMahon certainly had more use for those guns than pure display, and that was clear by his rapid fire count. As if it wasn't blatantly obvious from the beginning, we could now clearly see the tone that this match was going to take, and the shamelessness of Mr. McMahon and Mandy Rose. Mandy springs up off of Alexa with an award-winning smile while Vince raises her arm and gestures for Mike Rome to announce the victor of Stage 1.

[Mike Rome]
Here is your record-breaking winner of Stage 1, and most likely every other Stage to come.... Maaandyyyy, ROOOOOOOOOSE!

The audience is RABID, Alexa said this is what this would be, her best friend that was barred from entering the arena earlier tonight said this is what it would be...and social media in the weeks leading up feared this is what it would be...but in this moment right now, those worst case scenario thoughts have become a reality, one that within less than a minute of Stage 1 beginning...have already stacked the deck against Alexa Bliss' chances of leaving her home state of Ohio STILL North American Champion.



She sits on her knees, arm still restrained behind her, with absolute vinegar flowing through her veins as she stares at Mr. McMahon "celebrating" with Mandy.

[Renee Young]
This is appalling behavior of by a man that is SUPPOSED to be the owner of this company!

[Corey Graves]
Will you quit overreacting, what's appalling about a hands on General Manager calling a match?

[Renee Young]
I'd say WHO his hands have been on is the most appalling aspect of all of this.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Well, the victory of Stage 1 goes to the challenger Mandy Rose...who was able to slip her arm out of the rope and take advantage of her extra limb.

[Renee Young]
I for one am shocked that a pretty little bow didn't restrain her enough.

One of the ringside attendants steps into the ring to untie Bliss as Mike Rome prepares to announce what Stage 2 will be contested as. With a clear direct plan in motion...we can only imagine the second stage will be just as, if not more disgusting than the first.

[b][Mike Rome]
For the second, and obviously the FINAL stage where Mandy Rose will become The NEW North American Champion...the following will be a....SUBMISSSSSSION MATCH!!!

Aaaaaaand there we have it. As Mike Rome declares this next bout will be a "Submission Match" we can't help but be reminded of what took place 2 weeks ago when Alexa Bliss met Awesome Kong in a 3 Stages Of Hell Match. It all came down to the final stage when Mandy Rose came down to the ring as the special guest referee, and within seconds The Monstrous woman locked in a brutal looking accordion torture rack, and the bell was called for by Mandy, citing that Bliss tapped out. But as our eyes, and the many camera angles showed us in the moment in question...Alexa Bliss did not tap out, not physically, not verbally, nor mentally. She did not pass out, she was grunting and screaming, but that was through refusal to give up...so as we come here tonight, and find out that the second stage will be a Submission Match? It's evident what is about to happen, it's not an "IF" it's a certainty that was verified by Mr. McMahon performing a fast count. Mandy Rose is going to lock in a submission, and then Vince is going to call for the bell...the mood within the audience is FAR from calm. They can see it, and as Alexa glares at the two co-conspirators plotting her demise...she can too.

[Renee Young]
I just have nothing left to say at this point. Wow, just...wow.

[Mauro Ranallo]
A Submission Match normally is a test between two competitors to see who has the will to endure, but...given the special circumstances of this one? I'm not too confident that we're going to see anything like that.

[Corey Graves]
Obviously not, Mandy is the most enduring, talented, and PASSIONATE Superstar on this roster...putting someone like Alexa against her where the object is to make the other give up? There's no contest, it's Mandy all the way. Mandy Rose hasn't given up a day in her life, meanwhile Alexa...

[Renee Young]
Okay now you're just going WAY over the line, Corey. Alexa Bliss has had a very difficult life, and last year has been nothing but difficult. From having her personal struggles shoved down everyone's throats by a bitter nameless Woman, to having to jump through every hoop, and over every hurdle placed upon her by Mr. McMahon as she fought to become a Champion.

[Corey Graves]
Let me explain what is going to happen, Renee. To you, and everyone that vilifies Mandy, and especially our esteemed General Manager. Tonight there is no "screwjob" the only person that's screwed anyone in that ring is Alexa screwing herself because she couldn't handle coming to terms with her inferiority to The Golden Goddess. Alexa screwed Alexa, end of discussion.

After his mini celebration with Mandy, Vince orders the two Women back into their respective corners to ready the bell for Stage 2. By order, we mean he barks at Alexa, and sweetly motions to Mandy. To say there's a stark difference in the way he's handling his interactions with them is the understatement of the century. Mandy smiles as she strolls to the corner, while Alexa is not at all following his "orders." He starts to shout again..."GET IN YOUR CORNER" to which the camera focuses in on Alexa, who has gone through a range of emotions since Stage 1 ended, and what type of match Stage 2 would be was announced.



She is FURIOUS, snarling at his beckoning, fuming with rage as both of her hands ball up into fists, and she stares into Mr. McMahon's eyes with a gaze that could only be described as "deathly." "DO AS I TELL YOU, LITTLE MISS 'CHAMPION'" he points quite sternly to her corner, to which she instead steps forward, getting in his personal space. "I don't know who you think you're dealing with...but my word is LAW you little BITCH!"

[Renee Young]
Okay this is just beyond out of hand, how DARE he speak to her like that!

[Mauro Ranallo]
Certainly not the type of interaction a boss should have with their employee.

[Corey Graves]
Look, sometimes you have to address an unruly employee in a different tone.

[Renee Young]
He called her a bitch, after he fast counted the pin that lost her stage 1 of this North American Championship Match...after he had Mike Rome announce stage 2 as a SUBMISSION match! I do not want to hear it about how sometimes you have to talk to unruly employees a certain way...the only thing that is unruly? Is the way our General Manager, the OWNER of this company is being right now, and has been for the past 4 months since the day he handed Mandy The North American Championship.


Ohio lets Mr. McMahon have IT, booing even louder as they clearly heard what he said to her. Alexa having enough of him, and all of this looks like she's about to do something when suddenly...Mr. McMahon steps forward, leaning his chin out toward her. "GO ON! DO IT! I'LL DISQUALIFY YOU AND THIS MATCH WILL BE OVER!" That's when she finds herself stopping in her tracks, the bell hasn't even rung yet for the second stage to begin...and he's already threatening to disqualify her, and essentially hand Mandy the second and final victory. "You're gonna regret this.." Alexa exclaims, backing away into her corner as ordered, as Mr. McMahon smirks, puffing his chest out clearly proud of himself. With both competitors in opposite ends of the ring, he signals to the time keeper, and this match has officially begun!

The Former North American Champion charges out of her corner at Alexa looking to deliver that pump knee strike of hers, but Bliss rolls forward evasively dodging the knee, then as Mandy turns back around to prevent The Current North American Champion from capitalizing, Alexa bounces off the opposing ropes coming back around as she grabs Mandy by her wrist and flips her down to the mat, attempting to apply a cross arm breaker. Mandy not looking to have her arm pulled out of its socket clasps her hands together to prevent her from hyper extending her arm. But ever the persistent Champion, Alexa refuses to allow that to last for long. She strikes her body, in hopes that one shot will connect in just the right way that Mandy will involuntarily give up her arm, but as she does this, the two struggles around the mat, and Mandy's boot stretches out, landing on the rope.

IMMEDIATELY, Mr. McMahon orders Alexa break the hold, and before she even gets the chance, he starts counting without warning

1
2
3
4

Bliss frantically releases Mandy's arm looking up at him with a "Are you serious" expression to which he simply responds by telling her not to abuse the 5 count.

[Renee Young]
I don't think he's the one that should be scolding someone about abusing anything.

[Corey Graves]
Excuse you, he's just trying to uphold the integrity of the rules, Renee.

[Mauro Ranallo]
I'll save you the trouble of responding and agree that there's no excuse for how quickly he just tried to disqualify her. Yes competitors often abuse the "5 count" but he didn't even give her the opportunity to release it on her own.

[Corey Graves]
Opportunities are earned, not given.

[Renee Young]
Unless you're "special friends" with The General Manager that is.

[Corey Graves]
Will everyone stop trying to demonize a perfectly platonic and professional friendship between a caring boss and a stellar employee?

Alexa sits on her knees, having thrown herself away from Mandy to avoid Mr. McMahon as he prepared to deliver the fifth and final count that would he robbed her of her North American Championship. She looks at Mr. McMahon who again, tries to warn her about "her" behavior. "Quit ignoring the rules or I'll have no choice but to disqualify you.



Ohio themselves are LIVID, but not as much as Alexa herself is. The darkness radiating in her eyes as she stares at Mr. McMahon is cold and furious. The absolute nerve of this man, of this entire "match" that is far from even being able to be called that at this point. It's barely been 5 minutes, and she's been poked and prodded, pushed beyond her emotional breaking point...and all to be made an example of in her home state, in front of the entire world, to anyone that dares to get the guts to defy him, or go against "his" girl.

"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM, HUH?!" She shouts in his face, to which he shouts back "DO NOT DISRESPECT ME OR I WILL DISQUALIFY YOU FOR TRYING TO BRING DISORDER TO THIS TITLE MATCH!" We at home, everyone watching are just baffled by that very statement. SHE is bringing disorder to this? Seriously? What the fuck man, you literally are bending every rule, and even creating new ones all in an effort to bring The North American Championship back to Mandy Rose. That takes a special kind of asshole, and that is what he is being. Bliss sits there, her blood bubbling up within her as her patience has ceased to exist, much like the integrity of this match. But, shocker...all of this was another ploy against her, because while Bliss is concerned about expressing her anger at the referee...Mandy sneaks up behind her and suddenly latches onto Bliss with a sleep hold of sorts. Alexa panics immediately, rolling instinctively toward the ropes where her foot is magnetically drawn to them, to cause a reversal of fortune, and now cause Mandy to release her hold.

Mr. McMahon being the great official he is, notices his shoelaces are untied, and not wanting to trip off them, and potentially miss calling a spot, you know...like the one that's happening right now, bends down on his knee and begins to tie his shoelaces. But this is no normal "bunny ears bunny ears jumped into the hole, popped out the other side beautiful and bold" no...he wants to be absolutely certain nothing of the sort will occur again in this match, so he starts the process all over again all while Mandy is attempting to choke Alexa out, who has now wrapped both of her legs around the ropes, clearly distinguishing that a break is in order.  

[Renee Young]
Um, hello?

[Mauro Ranallo]
Much like Mandy moments ago, Alexa's gotten to the ropes, which should force The Golden Goddess to break her submission...but, well.. Mr. McMahon is a bit otherwise occupied.

[Corey Graves]
Hey he's 74 years old...he can't risk falling down from improperly secured laces.

[Renee Young]
Maybe he shouldn't officiate a match like this then.

[Corey Graves]
Wow, just because he's more seasoned, he's unfit to be a referee? WOW, Renee...you ageist.

[Renee Young]
I try so hard to not lose my mind during moments like this...but you, Mr. McMahon, and Mandy are making that absolutely impossible tonight, aren't you?

[Corey Graves]
Don't put your unprofessional nature off on me, Renee.

[Renee Young]
Okay he's literally still trying to do the first bunny ear, can you just go in there and tie his shoes for him?

[Corey Graves]
WOW, so you're just asking me to deprive him his right to tie his own shoelaces?

Alexa struggles to retain her consciousness, and ultimately her title, as she's clutching onto the ropes, all the while Mandy continues to wrench her choke-hold. The audience much like every other second of this match are not happy, but thankfully after well beyond the time it would have taken to do the five count like a dozen times by now...Mr. McMahon completes his urgent shoe tying, and notices that Alexa is in the ropes. "Okay Mandy, break the hold." But despite his orders, she doesn't. How does the stern official that has threatened to disqualify Alexa like three times already...respond? By disapprovingly shaking his head, and asking her again. Mandy this time responds and says "In a minute" But that isn't good enough for him, no...he's forced to start his five count, and Mandy's chances of going two for two now become threatened by the possibility of being disqualified.

.........
1............
.........


He extends one finger out, as it feels like time has stopped, and he's going in slow motion, except it hasn't, and he's not, he's just literally going THAT SLOW in his count.


"Come on, Mandy...break the hold she's in the ropes."

Feeling quite defiant, Mandy doesn't break the hold, and much to his dismay, he's forced to proceed with his count.


.........
2............
.........


"That's a great looking hold but you've gotta release it...she's in the ropes, you know the rules."


AGAIN, Mandy being her rebellious self, defies authority and continues to choke the constantly fading life out of The North American Champion who by now is literally hanging onto the ropes not by her willpower, but simply because as her body goes limp her lower half is the first to go and they sort of become dead-weight, which enable them to stay in place.

.........
3............
.........


Mandy wrenches and jerks Bliss's head from left to right, really turning on the pressure, as she still refuses to listen to the referee's orders and has kept her Submission in tact. Mind you, she's been in this position for going on a minute now, it's become so unbearable for the audience to sit through, that they've literally offered their services to Mr. McMahon in case he's somehow forgetting to count.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

"FOUR!"

"FIVE!"

They chant, essentially disqualifying Mandy since he's sure taking his sweet time to do so himself...but despite their assistance, he ignores them, and shocker...gives Mandy another opportunity to release her hold. "I said to let go, she's in the ropes. Don't make me do this..."

Alexa is hanging on by a fraction of her desire to see to it that this night doesn't go as they've planned. But that fuel is running out, she's literally being in this choke for far longer than someone is normally in this type of choke hold. Because your body, every part of it is losing the oxygen needed to fight, needed to keep alert, to have control of all of your functions. And while she got to the ropes within seconds of it being locked in, the submission hasn't been broken up, and she's been left to suffer as the light in her has reached it's lowest dim setting.

.........
4............
.........  

"THAT'S ENOUGH! YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME, DAMMIT! SHE'S IN THE ROPES! "

Mr. McMahon's tone raises, as he suddenly grabs Mandy from under her arms, seemingly about to force her off of Alexa. But, because we shouldn't expect such a thing to happen...we quickly realize what he's actually doing. He pulls Mandy backward, essentially, taking Bliss along for the ride as she's pulled from the ropes in the process and he stops as Mandy is brought to the center of the ring, with Bliss very much still trapped within her clutches.

"DON'T MAKE ME TELL YOU AGAIN!" Mr. McMahon "scolds" the challenger who innocently apologizes, while she still wrenches her NOT BROKEN submission on The North American Champion.

[Renee Young]
What the absolute fu-

[Mauro Ranallo]
Well, that was...unconventional.

[Corey Graves]
See, he's calling it right down the middle. Mandy refused to get her out of the ropes so he had to take matters into his own hands.

[Mauro Ranallo]
That's not how that works, Corey. The hold is supposed to be broken.

[Corey Graves]
Listen, this is the owner of this company. I think he knows the rules better than anybody.


One of Mandy's arms releases from around Alexa's head and instead of applying the full pressure she now opts to mock her. Her hand raises Alexa's chin up and she beams from ear to ear as the faded Bliss is displayed for all to see. "Take one last look at her, Ohio...because I'm about to end your little hero's reign." Suddenly she releases her, allowing Bliss to fall forward like dead-weight, as Mandy takes this opportunity to fix her hair to ensure she looks great for her re-crowning. This slowly allows the oxygen to return to The North American Champion, but the question is has the damage already been done? Are we past the point of no return for Alexa's chances of somehow turning this around? With Mandy freshened back up, she pulls Alexa by her hair up, then uses her power advantage to fully pull The Champion to her feet. She places her leg in front of Alexa's acting as a grapevine, then clasps both hands together as she pulls back on Alexa's head, applying a cross face submission within an octopus hold. To say it looks painful doesn't quite do it justice, she's got Alexa trapped. But while Alexa may be worse for wear, she holds her free arm up into the air showing she is NOT out of this match.

The North American Championship Broken Word Limit Post 2 of 2

Spoilered because of how I had to awkwardly split this apart cause of word limit. :

Renee Young
Ladies and Gentlemen, we told you that we would keep you updated on the status of Dean Ambrose after that vicious attack he was victim to earlier tonight.. Well, it turns out that he decided to keep us updated with his status instead...

Corey Graves
That’s right, our XWL staff members were unsuccessful in finding Dean Ambrose. However he posted another video on Facebook. This one wasn’t live however. Let’s not waste any time and see what Ambrose had to say..

The titantron lights up and we see Dean Ambrose walking along a chain link fence. He rips off a tag from a T-Shirt that he just bought, and puts on a leather jacket. You can tell by the angle of the camera that it’s being held by someone that is walking alongside Ambrose.

Dean Ambrose
These shoes are a little big, otherwise I think I lucked out with that store. I can’t believe it’s still there, and still run by Mr. Johnson!! Hell, I can’t believe you’re still here!!.. Is it recording? Alright..

Ambrose stops and looks towards the camera.

Dean Ambrose
Alright, so as you know, it takes a lot more than a few cowardly beatings to keep this dog down. And you people paid good money to see the most hardcore, no rules, no limits Triple Threat Falls Count Anywhere Match in the history of this company, and I’d be damned if I let a few broken ribs and a headache stop me from giving you exactly that!! After all, you’re the people who paid to see me when I was wrestling in front of just twenty of you at Walnut Hills High School. Go Eagles!!

The crowd lets out a pop at the mention of the Cincinnati high school team.

Dean Ambrose
I owe it to you, and so much more.. This is my road to redemption, and it starts on these streets that I used to call home. So I’m making my way back to all of you at the arena, and I’m taking all the shortcuts that I learned as a child to make sure that I get there just in time to kick the shit out of Joey Janela and Keith Lee!!



Dean Ambrose
Speaking of which, I “may or may not have” found a free illegal stream, oops I’m not supposed to mention those, silly me, my bad Vince!!.. Anyways, I’ve been watching Warzone on my way to the arena, and I saw what you had to say Joey Janela..

Ambrose runs his hands through his hair and begins to pace.

Dean Ambrose
Joey, first things first..

Dean stops pacing and looks right into the camera with a piercing glare.

Dean Ambrose
If you ever mention “that delicious Blonde Beauty that I show up to the area with” ever again.. No, scratch that... If I catch you even looking at her the wrong way.. No, you know what.. If you so much as just fucking think about her, Joey… Joey.. Joey, you keep running your mouth about my girl, and I’ll send you to the dentist looking like you just tried to give Robo Cop head… You fucking prick.. Once I’m done with you the only “rock hard bulge” that you’ll have will be coming out of your bruised and battered face.. You’ll have black and blue eyes, and small and blue balls… Because no one is going to want to sleep with you once I’m done rearranging your face.. Bringing up my girl, you fucking dick.. You’ll get yours though..

Ambrose takes a deep breath, adjusts his leather jacket, and smiles.

Dean Ambrose
Okay.. Now that we got that out of the way… Joey.. You feel like you’ve been treated as a joke here in XWL? You feel like your need for attention has made you out to look like some sort of clown? Well trust me, I don’t think you’re a joke. And I sure as hell don’t think that you’re a clown. As a matter of fact, I have a lot of respect for what you can do in that ring. Outside of it? Well, to each their own right, it’s 2019.. But I promise you Joey, once that bell rings, once one of our-err- once my hand is raised in victory.. You won’t be looked upon as a joke any longer.. Keith Lee, fucking, that dude can hit.. Hard.. And he’s not nice.. Like, at all.. He’s proven that week after week, guy’s pretty much got superhuman strength.. And me? Well, we’re in Cincy baby!!

The crowd gives another pop, even though Ambrose can’t hear it as this isn’t live, and he’s miles away.

Dean Ambrose
And I’m going to fight like I used to fight on these very streets.. Tooth and nail Joey, tooth and nail.. And elbows, and fists, and knees, and pretty much anything I can get my hands on.. Listen.. I need you, and everyone else in the XWL locker room to hear this.. Ready?.. Just because my goal isn’t to injure my opponents anymore, doesn’t mean that I can’t, and it doesn’t mean that I won’t… I’m still Dean Ambrose, I’m still The Lunatic Fringe.. When I see red, well, there’s no saying what could happen.. That’s just who I am.. I’m a fighter, and sometimes people get hurt in fights, especially when their fighting someone like me.. I don’t go out to that ring to do flips or try to show off my strength. I don’t care about bruising up my face like Tyler Breeze, and I’m not scared of suffering a few minor sprains or tears here or there, like, well, Tyler Breeze... I go out there and put everything on the line in a way that no one else is willing to do because that’s how much I love this sport, and that’s how much I love doing it in front of all of you..



Dean Ambrose
So Joey.. Believe me when I say.. Tonight.. Keith, you, and I… It’s going to be bloody.. It’s going to be grueling.. Hell, it’s going to be a lot of fun… For me, for you, because we’re sick sons of bitches.. It’ll be fun for the fans, oh they’re going to have the time of their life.. Keith Lee?.. Well, we’ll see.. Something tells me that he might just be sicker than both of us combined.. And not in a good way… But Joey, after tonight you won’t be looked upon as a joke.. You won’t be seen as a clown.. No.. That is.. If you make it… Because you’re stepping into a Warzone with Dean Ambrose.. And not everyone makes it back from war…

Ambrose walks away as the guy holding the camera stays where he is. Ambrose looks back and smirks, he lights a cigarette, puts on a pair of sunglasses, takes a drag, flicks it on the ground and stomps on it. He then blows the smoke into the wind as we go to the next segment..

The Titantron lights up as a video begins playing on it, taking us to the backstage area where the longest reigning (and defending) XWL Tag Team Champions (of the world!) and the co-Intercontinental Champions are shown in the middle of the corridor with their long lost companion in the cardboard version of Alex Shelley stands alongside them. At first glance, it's easy to overlook their confinement, it's TCSI after all, but after a few moments of looking in their general direction, we see a steel, at least looks like steel, cage surrounding all three Superstars, Gable and Sabin having the Tag Team Championships around their waists while Cardboard Shelley has the Intercontinental around his. Shortly after, we get a freeze frame of the scene and a voice over to boot.

I bet you're wondering how Chadsworth, Alex and I found our way into this situation, and if you're not, get off your phone and pay attention.

We zoom into the defeated expression etched on Sabin's face.

That's me, half of the longest-

Reigning

Not now, Chad.

Sorry.

As I was saying, that's me, Christopher D.C. Sabin. The D.C. stands for Dual Champion, clever I know. Well, it all started about fifteen minutes ago...

Almost instantly, we're teleported fifteen minutes into the past where we see Sabin himself turn the corner and walk into view. Around his waist sits his half of the XWL Tag Team Championships as is a common sight these days but there is a visibly missing piece to Sabin's collection: The Intercontinental Championship. Under his arm are a stack of fliers as he is heard shouting “Carol!” nearly at the top of his lungs. The corridor he's found himself in is virtually a ghost town, save for a few people scattered about. He quickly places a flier on the wall and makes his way towards the closest person.

Chris Sabin
Have you seen Carol?

The man quickly shakes his head and rapidly creates distance between himself and Sabin by running in the direction Sabin approached him.

Chris Sabin
Catering's the other way!

Sabin mumbles under his breath and continues down his list of possible witnesses that totally aren't random passersby. He makes it to the second on his reasonably short list, opting to use the same tactic as before.

Chris Sabin
Have you seen- Chadsworth!

The camera pans over to reveal Sabin's tag team partner and best friend in Chad Gable.

[Chad Gable]
Have I seen myself? Not since we had our mirror stolen.

Chris Sabin
Well, add Carol to the list.

[Chad Gable]
Who's Carol?

Chris Sabin
Is that a serious question?

[Chad Gable]
Is that a serious answer?

Chris Sabin
Well played. So have you seen Carol?

[Chad Gable]
I don't know who that is.

Gable looks at Sabin, his eyes becoming narrow as he seems to notice something's missing, but what? A few grueling moments of deep concentration ensue before Gable snaps his fingers, the reason being found.

[Chad Gable]
Where's our Intercontinental Championship?

Chris Sabin
I just asked that like fifteen seconds ago.

[Chad Gable]
You asked about Carol, not the Intercontinental Championship. So now we're looking for our mirror, our Intercontinental Championship and Carol?

Chris Sabin
Carol IS the Championship.

[Chad Gable]
Well, why didn't you just say that?

Sabin looks at Gable with a neutral expression on his face but internally, he's screaming at him at the top of his lungs. We fast forward a couple of minutes where we see the “Stupid Idiots” from “Trash City” making their way down an entirely different corridor. After a whole lot of nothing, they turn the corner and are stopped in their tracks by the sight that stands before them. Sabin's jaw hands ajar as he drops the remainder of his fliers on the floor while Gable looks like he's seen a ghost. The camera slowly pans around to reveal that the returning Cardboard Shelley is standing in the center of the hallway, the Intercontinental Championship wrapped snugly around his waist.

Chris Sabin
YOU FOUND HER!

Without giving it a second thought, both men charge forward, whether it's to hug their returning comrade or to tackle him down for theft has yet to be seen. Reunited and it feels so good as Gable and Sabin wrap their arms around their Cardboard Companion but their reunion is cut short when the sound of a rope being cut is heard, causing a cage to fall from the ceiling and engulf the trio of Superstars. Before any words can be spoken, or not spoken if you're Cardboard Shelley, the culprit is quickly revealed.

[[R-Truth]]
We got them!! We got them!!

R-Truth and Kyle O'Reilly come racing out from the shadows. Truth has a huge grin on his face. He has Virgil’s “Million Dollar Championship” Belt around his waist, and the “Money in the Bank” Briefcase in has hand. Kyle has his referee shirt still on.

[[R-Truth]]
I told you that this would work Mr. Kyle!! Now we have them trapped!! Now I can cash in this Intercontinental Money In The Bank Briefcase and become the first ever European Million Dollar 24/7 i95 Intercontinental Champion of the World!!

[[Kyle]]
I have to say Truth, I’m impressed… So… Now what?

[[R-Truth]]
Well.. Now they’re trapped.. So we just have to go inside and pin them!!!

[[Kyle]]
Okay.. Let’s do it then.

Truth begins to fumble around in his pockets, after a few moments he stops and looks over at Kyle.

[[Kyle]]
Truth… You have the key right?

[[R-Truth]]
I thought that uh… I thought that you had the key Mr. Kyle..

Kyle sighs loudly.

[[Kyle]]
So now what? We have them trapped here. We can’t get to them. And they can’t get to us… First of all, I’ve been trying to tell you for the past two weeks that just because you stole that briefcase doesn’-

[[R-Truth]]
I’VE GOT IT!!

[[Kyle]]
What?.. What do you’ve got Truth?

Truth begins to whisper in Kyle’s ear when they are interrupted by..

[Chad Gable]
Excuse me, but I have a match tonight. You know, against Tyler Breeze. So if we can hurry this along that would be-

Chris Sabin
They don't have the key, Chad.

[Chad Gable]
What do you mean they don't have the key? Of course they have the key, they locked us in here after all.

Chris Sabin
No, they lost it. Much like I had lost Carol. Which means we're stuck here. All night.

[Chad Gable]
More importantly, why did we get stuck in here? Did you go picking a fight again?

Chris Sabin
What!? No! I didn't pick any fights. I don't even know these two guys.

[Chad Gable]
You said that about the last two guys too.

Chris Sabin
What last two guys? Who did I even-

[[Kyle]]
Guys...

[Chad Gable]
In Tijuana.

Chris Sabin
Oh. Yeah. That was different.

[[Kyle]]
Guys...

[Chad Gable]
How different could it possibly be? I mean it's still

[[Kyle]]
HEY YOU GUUUUYS!!!

Sabin and Gable both look at Kyle with a “Whaaaat?” expression.

[[Kyle]]
Look, until we find that key you guys are trapped in there. So how about you just stop talking for a few minutes, and let Truth and I figure out how to get you out of there..

[[R-Truth]]
So that I can cash in my briefcase and become the 24/7 Intercontinental Champion Million Dollar Champion of the Longest Reigning World with Mr. Kyle!!

[[Kyle]]
Truth… Why don’t we just become a tag team? I mean, if you want to be champions together so ba-

[[R-Truth]]
DID WE JUST BECOME BEST FRIENDS!!!

[[Kyle]]
Yes Truth.. Yes.. We’re best friends now. So how about I go to my locker room and look for that key, and since you’re my best friend now, how about you do me a favor and.. Uhm..

[[R-Truth]]
Go find a ref?

[[Kyle]]
Yes!! Perfect!! That will keep you bus-.. Yes!! Go find a ref Truth!! I’ll meet you back her in five!!

Kyle walks off, leaving Truth alone with Sabin and Gable.

[[R-Truth]]
I’m hungry..

Truth pulls out one of his signature “pocket dogs” from his left back pocket. It already has lint covered mustard and ketchup on it. He takes a bite and lets out a yelp!!

[[R-Truth]]
Oww!!!

Truth reaches into his mouth and pulls out a key!!!

[[R-Truth]]
Ohh!! I found the key!!

Truth shouts towards Kyle, who is probably already in his locker room looking for the key and can’t hear Truth..

[[R-Truth]]
Mr. Kyle!! I found the key!!

Truth realizes that Kyle is gone and thinks to himself for a moment.

[[R-Truth]]
.. Hmm.. I need to find a ref… But I don’t want to lose this key...

Truth looks over at Chad Gable.

[[R-Truth]]
Hey Derrick Bateman, we go way back!! Hold this, and don’t give it to Alex Shelley. I’ll be right back!!

Truth hands the key to Gable and runs off to find a ref so that he can open the cage and use his “Briefcase” to pin Sabin and “become” the Intercontinental 24-whatever he thinks he’s going to be…. Meanwhile Sabin and Gable are left in the cage, key in hand… Gable leans on the door to open it, but it swings open.. Revealing it to be unlocked the whole time.. Sabin and Gable look at each other

After a short advertisement for the newest line of XWL action figures, we are then treated to a very fast change of scenery. The image fades into black and white with a hooded figure sitting on a park bench outside, iPhone headphone cables draping down the front of their body as a tattooed hand drums fingers along a cup of Starbucks Coffee. The hooded figure brings a free hand upwards, pushing the hood off their head to reveal the one and only Ruby Riott. As Ruby's face is revealed, her dark-colored lips curl into a smirk, letting out a soft chuckle devoid of any humor.

[Ruby Riott]
You know, I just got done sitting in that crowd, watching that North American Championship match. I sat in a crowd full of Alexa Bliss's home fans. I sat and watched as her friends, her family realized that she had failed them once again. But I'm not really surprised. After all...when the official is in your opponent's pocket...or in Vince McMahon's case, he's probably in something else of Mandy Rose's...either way, it's all kind of horseshit, you know? Obviously, by no means am I a fan of Alexa Bliss. I never have liked that little bitch or her now-unemployed 'bestie'. But hell...c'mon, Vince. You're really that afraid that your little girlfriend is going to lose that you stack the deck that high? You might as well have just cancelled the match and handed her the championship...again.

Ruby snarls lightly at the thought of the very obvious miscarriage of justice that went down earlier tonight having her possibly even begin to root for Alexa Bliss to overcome the odds their boss had put against her longtime rival. The hell was wrong with her?

[Ruby Riott]
And let me get things straight right now: Yes, I'm calling out my boss on his bullshit. No, I don't care how much he wants to stack the deck against me. Because if he really wants his champion to actually be a champion? If he doesn't want to keep looking like a coward on global television? All to keep a woman young enough to be his granddaughter in between his bedsheets? He'll let Mandy Rose put that North American Championship on the line...against me. One-on-one, no special referee, no bullshit stipulations, no cronies. After all...I carried this division for months, and months, and months without so much as sniffing the XWL Women's Championship. Not to toot my own horn...okay, maybe I'm blowing it as loudly as I can here, but hey, I deserve as much.

Ruby smirks before taking a sip of her coffee. Black, like her soul. Bitter, gritty, just like her. Heated, like the fire in her eyes as she's determined to hold championship gold once more. After taking another swig, she sets the coffee down, wiping her mouth with the sleeve of her hoodie.

[Ruby Riott]
I've sat on my couch for the last five months waiting to pick the right time to stand for what I think is right. Waiting for my chance to finally get some gold around my waist. And you know what? I'm so...so sick of waiting, man. Sick to death of watching as these talentless models like Mandy Rose get handed everything on a silver platter because of how good they look in a bikini or how good they are at sucking up...to the right people. I'm tired of girls winning tournaments for title shots that damn near flop from the onset. I'm tired of a woman like Becky Lynch, who thinks she's a valuable contender when everyone she's beaten are nothing but has-beens, getting title shots.

[Ruby Riott]
I am so...god...damn...tired of sitting on the goddamn sidelines and watching people get handed title shots for doing absolutely nothing while women like me had to scratch, had to grind, had to claw for everything. I poured my heart out for months. I worked to make this division the most watched, the most talked about division in all of professional wrestling. I worked my ass off to get back to the top. After all, I became one of the most talked about women in wrestling when I jammed these fingers down poor little Alexa Bliss's throat.

To emphasize her points, she holds up her outstretched right hand, pointing to her right middle and ring fingers.

[Ruby Riott]
And what happened? How was I repaid for my hard work? How was I rewarded for carrying this division? I was held under water by Alexa Bliss and her new best buddy while being further dragged down by an anchor named Nia Jax that was thrown into the deep end and drowned in water way over her head when she had to keep up the pace with a shark. All the while, other women got the opportunities that should've been mine, opportunities that they damn sure didn't deserve before me. But you know what? I get it. I'm not the stereotypical diva like Mandy Rose who Vince wishes he could clone to create an entire division of silicone and plastic-filled Barbie dolls. I'm different, and I've always prided myself on being different than the rest. I'm a misfit, an outcast, it always has been and always will be Ruby Riott versus the world. And you know what? That's just the way I like it.

[Ruby Riott]
It's like I've said before. I have everything to gain and I have nothing to lose. And there is nothing more dangerous, nothing more scary...than a person with nothing to lose. Whereas when it comes to Mandy Rose and her sugar daddy? They have everything to lose. And their losses will be my gain when I rip that championship out of Mandy Rose's undeserving hands and I turn this division from a joke and turn it back into the showcase for Ruby Riott. Lock your doors, because I'm turning this division upside down until I get my hands on the North American Championship.

Ruby moves to stand up from the bench, walking away while leaving her coffee cup behind. Written on the cup? Two words that tell the entire story behind Ruby Riott's intentions: Uncrowned Champion.

*As another match has concluded we are taken to the ring where the next match is not going to be for the faint of heart. We head to ringside where the announcer is preparing to get the match going as a referee is seen walking to the ring but honestly they are only there to signal the end and notify the paramedics when the carnage has concluded. as Kenny Omegas theme hits suddenly we are ready for this to begin.*




*As the theme hits the crowd erupts for "The Best Bout Machine" to come through the curtain and put an end to the chaos that "The Mad Titan of XWL" has caused. But as the theme goes theres no sign of Kenny Omega. There is no sign of anything. So after a few moments the theme finally stops and everyone in the crowd on the announce team is looking towards the back wondering what is going on. So after a motion from the referee to play the theme again they try it one more time.



*This time is a little different. This time we see a shadow walking towards the camera and the lights go out in Kenny Omega fashion this is it! The "Cleaner" is finally here for retribution. But as soon as the shadow gets to the curtain to go up the stairs the entire arena goes out. total darkness. Then suddenly the music abrubtly stops and a new theme is played in its place.



*The lights have kicked back on and its none other then "The Mad Titan of XWL" Killer Kross with blood splattered all over his jacket and chest and in his right hand hes holding a bloodied and beaten Kenny Omega by the tape that Kenny normally uses to tape up his ribs. He is just looking throughout the crowd at all the horrified faces at what they are witnessing. Its reminiscent of a car crash you don't want to look but you cant help but continue looking.*

Mauro Ranallo
Are we on? Corey can you hear me?

Corey Graves
Yea Mauro loud and clear... What in the hell is..

Mauro
I have no idea what we are witnessing right now but its obvious this has gone way to far this man is not a competitor hes a borderline criminal!

Graves
Are we sure he even is a man? He goes by several monikers such as "The Mad Titan of XWL" And id say hes more then living up to that right now.

Mauro
Hes motioned for a mic. Lets hear him explain himself!

Killer Kross
Good evening ladies and gentlemen. What you are seeing before you right now is a statement. A statement that quite frankly I didn't really wanna have to make. But Kenneth here left me honestly no other option. I'm incredibly sorry to disappoint anyone here tonight who was hoping to see any semblance of a XWL sanctioned event. That has been cancelled in favor of my own special brand of malice. I can no longer sit ideally by and allow for false idols to go around here and parade around as something they are not. Take Mr. Omega here for example. He is a disease. A disease that will not only harm the rest of the XWL locker room but a disease that could very well harm all of you here tonight.

Corey
What in the hell is this guy talking about Mauro?

Mauro
Corey I don't really know what to call we are witnessing but if it gets any closer we may want to seek other arrangements as far as our location.

Kross
But fear not XWL universe. I have cleansed the pallet of disease that is Kenneth Omega. Just like I did with Hiroshi Tanahashi who wanted to come into this place and act like a savior. He was going to take XWL to places it had never seen before. But i stopped that. I stopped any ounce of disease that he wanted to spread. I cut it out from the start. I didn't allow it to spread. and then after that? I decided to take one more false idol and crucify him in the name of the Maker,The beast and The Unholy Ghost. Matt Sydal may have looked like just another victim but no no he served a much greater purpose. Before I was liberating if you may? People who really were not well known around here. Poor diluted souls who thought they could change things. But they needed to learn as all of you needed to learn that the only change is Me. I am absolute. I am inevitable. So I showed the rest of the world and the higher ups that Ill go ahead and cut down the flag bearer for false pretenses. Matt Sydal. The Banner of this place. He is everything that is true and just about this company. so i took it upon myself to eliminate that. It truly was not personal. It was business. And as you may can see by my brother in arms here? Business is good. Iv'e carved my way through the under belly of this company. the only way to go now is up. I presume?

Corey
Hes Sick! Hes using Omega like a puppet! He cant even move hes bleeding all over the floor. Can we get some more help out here?

*Much to the chagrin of everyone involved not named Kross. Kross is making this near Sermon of hell officials and backstage workers have tried to get Omega from Kross but with every word he attacks more vicious then the shot before. Like a dog with a bone. Rabid almost. but composed. Controlled animosity.*

Kross
Let this and everything before it be a lesson to anyone and everyone. title holders referees managers announcers......management...Nobody is exempt. Everybody pays the toll. Now with that being said. We have a match to do correct? Let us commence Mr. Omega.

*Kross throws omega over his shoulder and clears officials out of his way as hes carrying a lifeless Kenny Omega to the ring but Before he gets in the ring He walks to the side moves the steel steps and demands everyone get away.

Mauro
Corey He can't do this! At one point does somebody stop this?

Corey
Nobody wants too. This animal has taken out anyone whos even stepped near him and honestly Mauro Kenny isnt exactly the most liked guy backstage. And honestly anyone who might help him is already been dealt with by Kross.

*Kross positions Omega in the Razors Edge Crucifix power bomb and steps back a few feet then gets a running start as launches the carcass of Kenny Omega head first into the ring pole leaving him motionless but not giving the paramedics anytime at all to touch him. Kross drags Omega up by his hair Rolls into the Ring and positions Omega in the corner by the ropes and demands the Referee ring the bell.

Mauro
Hes not serious is he? We cant have a match! This mans career is literally hanging on by a thread.

*Kross Steps away and as a reluctant referee rings the bell Kross lands one straight right and a Powerbomb over his shoulder and Pins Kenny

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*Kross raises his hand as theres silence in the arena. No jeers no booing of any kind. Just concern. The Tollman has cometh. XWL cuts to an unscheduled break to clean up the ring of blood and bodies.  

Graves
Mauro I don't honestly know what to..

Mauro
Corey. This isnt what I signed up for. This isn't what XWL is all about. just give me a moment. Aright?  

"LOOK, LOOK EVERYONE...! IT’S TYLER!"

The cameras zoom in on the strutting fur boots of Prince Pretty as he makes his way out. Once center stage, we switch to a separate camera that has a full view of Breeze spinning around to face the ring. On his face are a pair of incredibly dark and designer sunglasses, which he gently eases down the bridge of his nose in order to take a quick but judgmental glare at the two Champions standing before him in the ring.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Tyler Breeze, one half of the Velveteen Breeze tag team which had been very successful as a unit up to this point, has been forced to go into this Tag Team Championship match with little to no preparation whatsoever. His partner, Velveteen Dream, was viciously attacked backstage last week by two masked assailants, and we have since received word that Dream is unfortunately not cleared to compete tonight due to several injuries sustained during the assault. The question now is, we see Prince Pretty is geared up and ready to compete against the Trash City Stupid Idiots, but will he be forced to compete in a handicap match or will someone step up to fill the void left behind by Velveteen?

[Renee Young]
Certainly a topic of hot discussion lately, I mean there are so many questions surrounding this match. First off, what kind of match is this even going to be? 2 on 1? 2 on 2? If so, who will Breeze's new partner be? And finally, who are the two masked attackers who injured Dream in the first place?

[Corey graves]
All valid questions, but very interesting possibility that I don't think anyone has brought up to this point... We could be looking at the first man to hold BOTH Tag Team Championships if Breeze has to go in alone!

[Renee Young]
Very unlikely, but definitely a possibility that would be foolish to rule out right now.

Breeze strokes a strand of hair back into place as he begins to venture down his "runway." As he reaches the bottom of the ramp, Breeze heads over towards the steel staircase and collects a microphone which is conveniently placed by the base of the ring post. He then climbs the stairs and ducks down through the ropes. Once inside the squared circle, firmly in the opposite corner of the longest reigning Tag Team Champions, he removes his glasses fully and raises his mic to his perfect lips. The crowd boo him a bit, causing him to pause for a quick moment before beginning to speak, but surprisingly enough the consensus in the audience seems rather mixed compared to his usual sour reception. It could be sympathy after his partner was torn apart, or admiration for potentially having to face the most dominant Tag Team in XWL alone, but regardless, the King of Cuteville finally speaks.

[Tyler Breeze]
Wow.... The longest reigning Tag Team Champions in the entire history of this business.... Now I recognize that perhaps Dream and I came on a little strong at first with our confidence, and rightfully so I mean we were undefeated after all, but the LONGEST REIGNING Tag Team Champions in the world! What a feat, certainly nothing to turn my perfectly sculpted nose up at. I will confess that originally, I pegged you two to be weak, and primed for the breaking. Too admirable and full of your own accomplishments to really take a valid threat seriously until it was too late.... I now realize that I made the biggest mistake of my professional wrestling career by underestimating you two. Never in a million years did I think that either of you had it in you to savagely attack my partner in order to secure yourselves a victory and keep your historic reign in tact.

Breeze lowers his mic as the crowd gasps at the mere thought, but... come to think of it, is it really all that unlikely...? Two men, identities concealed by masks and hoods, Chris Sabin and Chad Gable would certainly seem to have the most to gain by committing this act.

[Tyler Breeze]
I thought you were supposed to be the "good" guys. The ones with a disgustingly cliche underdog story of achieving unparalleled success together. But after last week? I realize exactly how the two of you got into this position. These people may hate me for my gorgeous looks and how blindingly obvious it is that I am in every possible way superior to them, but I don't have to pretend to be something I'm not in order to win their approval. I mean, masks? Hoods?... Really, you two? Who else would possibly have ANYTHING to gain from the attack on my partner last week, hm?

[Tyler Breeze]
You both cherish your title reign so much because it's the only thing keeping your otherwise mediocre careers alive. Those Championships are your life support, and before Dream and I were able to pull the plug on them you struck first to make sure that you wouldn't suffer the greatest downfall of 2019 tonight. Because the truth is, you two have never faced a team like Dream and I. A team that, no matter how you spin it, was undefeated, and that scared you Trash City Stupid Uggoes down to your uggo cores... Now, try as you two might, Dream and I fought our way into this Championship match by way of the 2nd annual Motor City Cup. So for myself, for Dream, and for the sole purpose of showing you two that those titles aren't as safe as you'd like to think they are now, I'm fully prepared to take on the both of you by my beautiful self.

Breeze pauses for a second in order to remove his black, fur vest. He raises his microphone after delicately placing the highly valued article of designer clothing over the top rope.

[Tyler Breeze]
Now that may seem like a foolish decision after what you did to my partner last week, but I'm not going to let our success be for nothing, and I'm not about to let either of you far from flawless frauds off that easily.... HOWEVER, before I do that, I hereby challenge anyone in the back right now who sees these unpretty impostors for exactly what they are to come out here right now in join me in my fight to end their reign...! And if no one answers my call? Then I'll be happy to challenge you fugly phonies on my own.

Breeze drops his mic, which puts the metaphorical exclamation point on the end of his challenge with a loud BOOM. A few moments pass as Tyler Breeze refocuses his attention from the two Champions towards the stage, hopeful that someone, ANYone will join his fight and avenge his partner....























































As the theme of none other than the Drama King himself, Aiden English, sounds throughout the U.S. Bank Arena, it's clear based on the reaction shots our camera crew is getting the Cincinnati audience is... confused, to say the least. A confusion that evidently extends its way to the XWL commentary team.



[Renee Young]
Is.. is Aiden English coming out here to be Tyler Breeze’s partner? Why?

[Corey graves]
Why? What do you mean “why” Renee? Isn’t it obvious? Aiden is out here to help out Tyler Breeze after he has been left without a partner following the vicious attack by the Trash City Stupid Idiots!

[Mauro Ranallo]
First of all, we don’t know if they were the ones who attacked Velveteen Dream, so don’t go throwing around allegations like that Corey. Secondly, even if Aiden does think they attacked Velveteen, for the last month Aiden English has been refusing to emerge from backstage as protest of not having enough “competition” here in XWL. Why would he just suddenly decide to change his mind like this?

[Corey graves]
Well if you were paying any attention Mauro, you’d see that he has a microphone in his hand, so he’s going to explain!

Graves is correct, Aiden English, having now emerged out on stage in front of an audience that seems unsure of what sort of reaction to give this development, does have a microphone in hand, and begins to speak almost immediately after making his way from behind the curtain.

{Aiden English}
Ladies and gentlemen, your eyes do not deceive you. It is I, former World Heavyweight Champion and Mr. Money in the Bank, Aiden English, live and in the flesh for the first time in a month. But you may be asking yourself, why? Well, the answer is quite simple.

{Aiden English}
For weeks now I have been in pursuit of one thing and one thing only. Competition. Competition which the XWL staff and roster have failed to provide me with, unfortunately. I was almost ready to give up on my quest in pursuit of genuine competition and resign myself to the low-lifes of this company. Until something peculiar happened on last week’s Anarchy.

{Aiden English}
When I watched our so-called “champions” viciously attack Velveteen Breeze, something stirred within me. As it turns out, there is still some emotion in this old soul still, and I can be motivated by some good old fashioned sympathy. Sympathy for the amazing man standing in the ring right now, Tyler Breeze. Now make no mistakes about it, I fully believe Tyler Breeze can handle these two men on his own easily. However, I realized that not only would I be helping out a man left in a most unenviable position, I would be solving my conundrum. I mean, the longest reigning tag team champions? That sounds like competition to me. And so I am out here now, eager to compete on behalf of this wonderful man who was wrong, and my own competitive spirit.



Prince Pretty is absolutely not opposed, and even goes as far as to applaud the Shakespeare of Song. As English begins to walk down the ramp towards the ring, Breeze retreats back to his corner and grabs a fresh microphone from beneath the bottom turnbuckle. As Aiden rolls into Tyler's side of the ring, Breeze leans back against the corner and kicks his feet up onto the top rope in his signature sprawl while English appropriately crouches down in front of him. The two remain perfectly perched by one another as they glance across the ring at the competition. While confidence is never hard to find on the face of Tyler Breeze, it has been significantly boosted since the arrival of this new tag team partner in Aiden English.





[Many, many minutes into the match]


The unlikely duo of Aiden English and Tyler Breeze have taken control of this heated contest, sending Chad Gable out of the ring with a calculated Clothesline that sends him flying over the top rope and crashing onto the thinly layered padding on the outside. English quickly follows one half of the Tag Team Champions (of the world!), not allowing him to get a breather or create distance between them. Upon his feet meeting the padding on the outside, Aiden goes on the offensive, delivering stomp after stomp on Gable's downed body before dropping down to a knee and unloading closed fists as Gable does his best to cover up. As the referee begins his count inside the ring, outside it, English has finished his volley of strikes and has pulled Gable to a near vertical base, just vertical enough to send him into the nearby barricade with as much force as he could muster, visibly showing his more aggressive side here tonight.

As Gable's back bounces off the unforgiving barricade, his face tells the remainder of the story, pain mixed with a hint of doubt etched on his face, could this be the night their historic reign comes to an untimely end? On the opposite end of the ring, Sabin is heard shouting words of encouragement towards his tag team partner and best friend while Breeze simply rolls his eyes and shifts his focus to his upgrade of a partner, in his eyes, being on the verge of bringing home the XWL Tag Team Championships. Pulling Gable off the floor once again, Aiden wraps his arm around his opponents neck, keeping him locked in place and looking over his shoulder before motioning for Breeze to assist him with his plan. Breeze hops off the apron without question and makes his way around the ring steps towards his partner's side, the pair exchanging Aiden's plan as Sabin is almost pleading to the referee to put a stop to this but he's too busy doing his job, which involves keeping himself from losing his place in his dreaded ten count.

Outside the ring, Aiden, having finished explaining his plan in excruciating detail, spins Gable around so that he's behind him and locks him in a Full Nelson while Breeze takes his places in front of half of the Tag Team Champions. As Breeze positions himself for the impending maneuver, Aiden lifts Gable up off the floor and holds him in the air, keeping him as steady as he could for a next few seconds to allow his partner to prepare himself. With perfect, synchronous timing, Breeze launches himself towards the “Stupid Idiot” from “Trash City” as he spins through the air for his infamous Beauty Shot. When it connects, the momentum behind the strike is more than enough to assist English, releasing the right side of his body while keeping his grip on the left intact and treating Gable as if he were a door before planting him into the barely protected concrete floor on the outside. Sabin is heard shouting towards the referee but it falls on deaf ears as Gable lies virtually motionless on the outside while the hopeful challengers have all but removed the life from Gable's body.

Aiden, not being content with his masterful plan going off without a hitch, calls for an encore, “One more time,” he shouts before forcing Gable off the floor as Breeze nods, retaking his place shortly after. English once again locks in his trusty Full Nelson, ensuring it's properly secured and locking eyes with Breeze to make sure they're still on the same page. Upon receiving confirmation, English raises Gable into the air once again, firmly holding him in place while Breeze lines up his shot but just as he's about to put the nail in TCSI's coffin, Sabin soars through the air, flying through the middle and top ropes and connecting with Breeze courtesy of a Suicide Dive, deciding to take matters into his own hands. Upon making contact with Breeze, he's nearly sent into the first few rows of the crowd, the only thing stopping him from fully going over being gravity. Gable, on the other hand, has managed to escape imminent danger by using his strength advantage to break Aiden's grip then using his amateur background to transition his way behind the man that had him captive, wrapping his arms around his opponents waist. Sabin sees this and without saying a single word or exchanging a glance, he instinctively charges forward and throws his foot into the air, hitting the unsuspecting Aiden English with a Yakuza Kick, allowing Gable to use the momentum to his advantage and lift Aiden into the air, slamming him down onto the thinly layered padding below just like the latter did to the former previously but with a German Suplex.

Sabin extends his arm, to which Gable quickly takes, and helps his partner up to his feet. Before gratitude can be exchanged, Breeze shoves Sabin from behind, causing him to run into Gable and toppling over the man who just made it up to a vertical base. Not being done with a simple shove, Breeze takes a hold of Sabin and throws him into the barricade, immobilizing one half of the Tag Team Champions in the process. As Breeze and Gable look at one another, ready to engage in a war, the sound of the bell ringing is heard, causing both men to shift their focus from one another to the ringside area. The sight they see if that of the referee calling for the bell, the announcement that shortly follows being one that has ended the match in a double countout, both men unsure of how to handle this news. It hits Breeze first, which in turn causes Gable to be hit, courtesy of the former's fist. This had to be the plan of those “Stupid Idiots,” right? This was their plan all along, to make everybody believe that they were fighting Champions then end the match via a countout. Breeze's frustrations are on display as he begins to unload fist after fist onto Gable's prone body. Sabin would eventually make it to a vertical base and attempt to put a stop to this uncalled for post match assault but before he could interject, Aiden catches him off guard and meets the same fate as his best friend and tag team partner.

As the team of people that believe they were robbed of their opportunity to become Tag Team Champions are on the offensive and show no signs of slowing down or stopping, a small army of security guards emerge from the backstage area and swarm the four Superstars in an attempt to restore order to this chaotic scene that has unfolded before the live audience in attendance. It takes longer than they have anticipated but they do eventually pull Tyler Breeze and Aiden English away from the XWL Tag Team Champions, who exchange a look with one another, one that reads that this is far from over.

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[[???]]
AH-HEH-HEM...!

Suddenly, the match is interrupted by an obnoxious clearing of somebody's throat. Everyone's attention is shifted towards the titantron, which has just lit up for the first time since the match began. In a matter of seconds, the image on the screen is revealed to be none other than the pink-haired vandal herself, Liv Morgan. Liv has a big ol' smile on her face, snickering to herself after finding amusement in this spontaneous and potentially match-altering disruption.

[[Liv Morgan!]]
Hi there, girlies! Is this a bad time...? Notice anything different about me?

Liv tosses half of her cotton candy hair back over her shoulder and places her knuckles beneath her chin while batting her eyelashes a few times. After a couple of seconds, Liv cracks a twisted grin and locks eyes with the camera once again.

[[Liv Morgan!]]
In case ya haven't noticed, I've lost a little weight. In the form of a crown, that is! Haha, I just wanted to drop by and let you both know that no matter who walks out of this match as Women's Champion? I've turned in my Queen of the Ring crown and am declaring my title match against the winner....











NEXT WEEK, ON ANARCHY!

Liv cocks her head back and laughs hysterically, like she just delivered the punchline of a lifetime.

[[Liv Morgan!]]
So good luck to whoever wins, I'll see ya next week!

Liv's jester-like cackle continues to echo throughout the arena as the sound and picture both fade out gradually. Once the tron returns to black, we turn our attention back to the affairs in the ring. The camera zooms in for a closeup shot on Becky's face as she just shakes her head in disgust, why in the world did Liv have to interrupt this absolute WAR to make that announcement? Becky has no time to ponder that however, she has to refocus her attention towards the extremely battered Women's Champion who was last seen slumped in the corner directly opposite to her on the other side of the ring after Becky had Irish-whipped her into it just before Liv's "announcement".

BUT BEFORE BECKY CAN TURN HER ATTENTION BACK TOWARDS TESSA, HER LEGS ARE SWEPT UP FROM UNDER HER AND SHE'S SENT ROLLING BACKWARDS ONTO THE MAT SHOULDERS FIRST IN THE SCHOOL BOY POSITION BY THE WOMEN'S CHAMPION!!!!!!

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The XWL universe leap out of their seats in shock at the three count, many expected this bout to end sooner rather then later after the amount of punishment these two women dealt to one another, but no one expected it to end that way, where Tessa more or less capitalized on Liv's untimely distraction to more or less survive this match and escape Warzone with the Women's Championship still in her grasp. She was the underdog from the moment she was ran down in the parking garage a few weeks back, but she REFUSED to have her title taken from her and have Becky Lynch and Liv Morgan battling over it tonight, Mr. McMahon forced her to sign a hold harmless agreement and in return allowed her to keep her title and ordered the medical staff to clear her for competition tonight so that she could defend her title against Becky here tonight at Warzone.

Make no mistake about it though, Tessa was FAR from ready for this bout against the very game Lynch, but she took every precaution she could including a massive protective brace on her left arm, a massive leg brace on her left leg, both of which on the side in which she was struck by the vehicle, tape for her midsection and back area, and last but not least, she donned a custom lucha style protective mask for her face which had slammed directly into the concrete when she was ran down in the parking garage. Combine that precautionary gear with the fight and heart within the Undeniable Diamond and she WOULD NOT be denied tonight, although some will argue that she didn't truly BEAT THE MAN tonight, she more or less survived her thanks to Liv's untimely announcement, those people would have a point to an extent, but Tessa saw Becky's back turned and capitalized on an opportunity to roll her up and pin her shoulders to the mat for a three count to retain her championship, a move any champion would make in that situation with their title on the line, especially one who's in as poor a shape as Tessa right now with the injuries mounting.

Nonetheless, Tessa will walk out of Warzone STILL the Women's Champion tonight and her fanbase is very pleased at the outcome, the fans who back THE MAN however are far from satisfied with this result and is making their disappointment known as the Lass Kicker can't believe what's just occurred as the referee helps Tessa to a vertical base, the champ can barely stand at this point and it seems as though she may need some medical attention in order to make it out of this arena without causing further damage to her laundry list of injuries at the moment. Tessa stumbles in place as the referee steps away from holding her up for just a few seconds to retrieve the Women's Championship title from the ringside attendant in order to hand it to the champ, he walks back over to Tessa with the title in hand and once again assists with keeping Tessa balanced and on her feet as he offers her belt to her.

Tessa takes her Title from the ref as Becky still can't process what just happened. This was supposed to be HER NIGHT, the night where THE MAN gets THE TITLE to back up her status as the baddest lass in this company, In a fury of rage Becky LASHES OUT, she runs the ropes unbeknownst to the champ and nails her in the back of the head with a furious Devil Trigger! The arena becomes hushed as Becky stands over the Women's Champion, staring at an unconscious Tessa, Becky runs her hand through her hair. Her gaze meets the Women's Championship that was dropped on the ground. She bends down and picks up the belt, the fans in the arena come to life again as the arena fills with mixed reactions. Becky clutches the Title with both hands and stares at it for a moment, She raises the belt into the air with one hand, and with the other she points to herself and exclaims "THE MAN WILL HAVE HER DAY! THIS IS MY TITLE!" Becky flips Tessa over onto her back and lays the Title on her waist, she leaves the ring and storms up the ramp, angry and annoyed over what's just transpired on a night that she had envisioned ending very differently for herself. Meanwhile in the ring, Tessa hasn't moved a muscle since being dropped with that Devil Trigger to the back of the skull, XWL's medical team rushes down the ramp and into the ring to render aid to the fallen champ as this crowd is just absolutely silent, their hearts have been ripped out as a WAR between two competitors managed to spiral down into an extremely uncomfortable situation for everyone involved thanks to one untimely distraction from Liv Morgan.

The medical team attend to Tessa for a good five minutes before carefully rolling the champ onto her back and onto a backboard, they strap her in securely and safely before moving her to the edge of the ring where the E.M.T's await with a stretcher, they carefully remove her from the ring and place her onto the stretcher and proceed with strapping her in and securing her to that to ensure that she's completely immobilized to limit the risk of further injury whilst in transport, once she's fully secured, they journey up the ramp and into the back, but just as they reach the top of the stage, the XWL universe bursts out into cheers and applause as Tessa gives a thumbs up with her right hand to signal that she's not out of the game yet folks, NOT BY A LONGSHOT!!! On that note, the E.M.T.'s continue their journey to the ambulance which awaits in the parking garage as Warzone heads to advertising break on a slightly less somber note then we would've five minutes ago.

Renee Young
Ladies and gentlemen we are getting reports that Dean Ambrose has just posted another Facebook video… Last we saw him he escaped the hospital he was being brought to and heading back to the arena for his match!! Let’s see what he’s up to now..

We are shown the playback of the Facebook video Dean posted…



Dean Ambrose
You see that down there? That’s the US Bank arena, where you all are right now.. I’m almost there Keith.. Yeah that’s right Keith, I heard what you had to say.. You must be some sort of dull if you think that XWL is your kingdom bud, cause it’s not. This company isn’t one person’s kingdom. Not you, not me, not John Cena, not Hulk Hogan, not The Rock, not Vince McMahon, not even Matt Sydal.. No, this “kingdom” belongs to the XWL Universe.. Without them, there is no us.. It’s as simple as that.. But you are right about one thing, I did try to destroy that kingdom. I did try to bring about The Demise of XWL.. And for that, I’m sorry. I was wrong..



Dean Ambrose
I tried killing one of the only good things in this world, one of the only places that truly understands me for who I am… I can’t be me in the “real world”, no, I get vilified for it, outcasted.. But here?.. Here I became a star because of it.. And it wasn’t because of me, it wasn’t because of Vince, it wasn’t because of XWL.. It was you.. The fans.. And so I promise to do whatever it takes to gain back your trust. This is my Road to Redemption.. And I promise to go out to the ring every night and do what I do best, for all of you.. For each and every one of you.. Because that’s what you deserve, and so much more..



Dean Ambrose
Now Keith.. You claim to be the measuring stick of XWL, but the problem is you’re using a 12 inch ruler while I’m out here with a yardstick.. You’ll just never measure up Keith.. Not to me. I could retire tonight and I’d still be more relevant than you a year from now… But you got one thing right, I am stubborn to prove a point.. I’m going to prove that you’re talk.. And I’m going to prove to all those people sitting in that arena tonight, and to all the people watching at home, that there is nothing that can keep me down, that there is nothing that can stop me from giving these people what they want!!!



Dean Ambrose
Keith, you say that there’s a fire inside of you that can’t be extinguished?? Well do you know what happens to fire when it is deprived of oxygen??.. Tonight you’re going to find out.. I’m going to knock the wind out of you, no, I’m going to knock the “glorification in demonstration” out of you, actually… You know what Keith? I’ll put this in terms that even you can understand… Tonight Keith, I’m going to knock you the fuck out…

The screen goes black and we go to the next segment.

Spoiler:

The bell rings as we see Sabin lying on the matt exhausted from the seemingly endless battle against The Ring General WALTER.

Mauro Ranallo
Mama Mia! These two went the length and it did not disappoint!

Corey Graves
Much to my and even WALTER’s surprise, Sabin put up a fight.

Mauro Ranallo
And a fight it was, Sabin was able to stop the devastating powerbomb finish of WALTER limiting him to only a select few moves in his arsenal to finish Sabin off.  

Corey Graves
Your right Mauro, one of them being the splash off of the top rope, a move that has finished many a man off before. A man of that stature coming off of the top rope and landing on you like that can knock the wind right out of you leaving you lie flat on the matt while the ref counts to 3.

As the commentators continue to discuss the ending of the match the camera pans back to the ring showing Sabin in the corner still visibly exhausted, WALTER who is outside of the ring visibly upset rolls back into the ring moving at a brisk pace towards Sabin. WALTER reaches Sabin and jerks him up by his hair out of the corner. WALTER let’s go of Sabin leaving him standing and wobbly with a look of fear on his face with the runny black makeup dripping from around his eyes, WALTER hits Sabin with a thunderous chop to the chest sending him to the corner clutching his chest. WALTER wastes no time with Sabin, ripping him from the corner putting his head between his legs and hoisting him up to set up the one thing Sabin was able to avoid the entirety of the match. WALTER makes a 180-degree turn from the corner and slams Sabin down with a powerbomb leaving him lay knocked out on the matt. WALTER grabs Sabin once more puts his head back between his legs lifts him up and slams him once more with another powerbomb. Before WALTER can continue the refs along with Chad Gable come down to plead with WALTER to let go of Sabin but WALTER just glares leaving them still as they watch WALTER plant Sabin with one more powerbomb. As Sabin lay still in the ring WALTER rolls out headed to the time keepers area where the intercontinental Championship is being held, he snatches it off of the lap of one of the ring crewmen and rolls back into the ring with it in his hand. WALTER stands up and walks toward Sabin lying there barely moving as the medical team evaluates him. Part of the crew stand up and turn around pleading with WALTER to leave Sabin alone. WALTER turns the Intercontinental Championship at an angle looking at it with intent before shoving it down on the body of Sabin and exits the ring. The camera pans back to Sabin being looked at as the feed cuts to commercial.

The XWL universe is caught off guard at first as the opening seconds of this theme began to play, but it wasn't long before they figured out just whom exactly this darker theme remix belonged too as the trons lit up to reflect just exactly who it was, this darker remix of "Flight Of The Valkyries" belonged to none other then the current World Heavyweight Champion, the newly coined, "Corporate Dragon", Daniel Bryan.

Which caused the XWL universe to ponder, was the World Title match KICKING OFF WARZONE??? Their hopes were almost instantaneously quelled however as the World Champion made his way through the curtain fully decked out in a sleek classic black and white suit ensemble, the World Title was slung over his shoulder, shades covered his eyes, and two custom made dragon pins donned each side of his collar to complete the highly fashionable look from the World Champion. Within moments of being out on the stage, Bryan pulled out a mic from his left chest inner suit pocket, his remixed theme came to a halt and the boo's began to reign down for a man with whom many people have now chosen to label as a straight up sell out.

Daniel Bryan
Ladies and gentleman, or shall I say, AIRBREATHERS AND ASSHATS!!! Please, show some dignity and class that you all so sorely lack and GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES AND BOW to your 2019 KING OF THE RING!!! THE SWISS CYBORG, CESARO!!!!!!!!!!



The defiant XWL universe not only defies Bryan's "command" if you will to get on their knees for the King Of The Ring, but they also defy the sound of Cesaro's theme beginning to play within the arena. Within moments, Cesaro emerges from the curtain with a look truly befitting of a king. Cesaro wields a custom gold septor with amethyst gemstones riddled throughout the top of it along with diamonds, a gold crown with more amethyst and diamonds is on prominent display atop Cesaro's head, but we're not done there folks, the king also dons some slick shades like D-Bry, but the item that truly makes this look ROYAL? the "King's Cape", a purple cape with gold and white trim which completely covers Cesaro's back and shoulder area, Cesaro's ring gear with a custom purple, gold, and white color scheme to match the cape, crown, and septor colors complete this truly royal ensemble.

The two men smile and nod at each other atop the ramp whilst a couple of ringside tech's SCRAMBLE to lay out a red carpet leading from the stage, down the ramp, and to the stairs, the Corporate King and the Corporate Dragon shake each other's hand before beginning their journey down the ramp together as this crowd showers them both with boo's. They converse with each other on their way down the ramp but the boo's within the arena are so loud? that the camera's mic was not able to pick up any of their conversation, before long they reached the steps and ascended them, they now stood on the apron together staring out to the masses who were taking this opportunity to make their distain for this pairing well known to the world, Cesaro meanwhile, had snapped his fingers and shouted for a ringside tech to get over here and assist them, within seconds one arrived, the King Of The Ring proceeded to order the tech to hold the middle rope down for them so that they may enter the ring, this time the camera mic did pick up some audio as Bryan could be heard saying "I coulda done that ya know" to which Cesaro replied "You're a WORLD CHAMPION, but more importantly, YOU'RE A KING, King's don't hold down ropes, that's a job for a peasant, just like this lowlife scum right here, he lives to serve us now because we're on top of the world, and he's at the bottom"

The demoralized and disgusted ringside tech held the rope down as best he could as Bryan and Cesaro entered the ring laughing subsequently scoffing at the tech and his inferiority to them and their stature. Cesaro's theme died down as the Corporate King and the Corporate Dragon now stood side by side in the center of the ring. Bryan proceeded to lift the mic to his mouth once again, not waiting for these boo's to subside.

Daniel Bryan
Respect is often the deciding factor between someone “making it” in this business and someone disappearing after their fifteen minutes of fame are up. Respect is a powerful tool and more often than not, it is masqueraded by cheers and adulation, feigned and abused by the manipulators known as “fans.” I was among those being manipulated, forced to repeat a single word to sell merchandise on a daily basis because at the end of the day, I, just like every other person in the back, have mouths to feed. It wasn't until YOUR King of the Ring, the appropriately dressed Corporate Cyborg King standing at my side, showed me the truth, he showed me that I didn't need you people to be successful. After all my failures since I was reborn eight months ago, after the pandering and the shilling, after the constant mental strain I was forced to endure by you so called “fans,” all it took was one man, or should I say King, to show me the right path. All it took was a knee to the Titanium Tyrant's head, all it took was driving the back of his skull into this canvas, all it took was Reawakening The Dragon for me to finally become the World Heavyweight Champion. On the other side of the coin, all Cesaro had to do was decapitate Brian Pillman Jr with his vicious Uppercut to become King of the Ring and just like that, in one single night, WE had all the power.

Daniel Bryan
While I expected our disgraced Tyrant to take his contractual rematch, I didn't expect a certain Demon King to appear. I will admit, you caught me off guard, Balor, but your mistake was that you didn't capitalize on the opening you were given. You just stood there, like a Demon King caught in the headlights, confident that your presence was all you needed to finally regain the World Heavyweight Championship. Your overconfidence will be your undoing, just like it was Drew's undoing at Coronation. I've already dethroned a Titanium Tyrant, and before the night is over, I will eradicate the Demon King.

Cesaro nods his head in agreement and motions his hand for Daniel to hand him the mic, the champ does just that and now THE KING prepares to address the XWL universe here at Warzone.

(Cesaro)
At Coronation, I stamped my place as THE KING of this land, this is MY KINGDOM now, but every king? needs his dragon, and my project to not only resurrect the long lost dragon within Daniel Bryan, but evolve him into something bigger and better then ever before? It was nothing but an absolute success, the dragon within Daniel emerged on the very same night that I became KING OF THE RING and that awakening led Daniel to capturing the World Heavyweight Championship on that very night. But the awakening was just a step in the process, the transformation and evolution of Daniel was complete when we revealed to the world that the American Dragon was long gone and that the Corporate Dragon had arrived and was here to stay. We were supposed to take our seats atop our thrones that night until that Irish ICP wannabe and that William Wallace imposter stuck their nose in our business and ruined OUR MOMENT.

(Cesaro)
Tonight is the night that those two will PAY for their sins and regret the day that they messed with the KINGS OF WRESTLING. Daniel isn't just going to eradicate those two idiots tonight, he's going to drive them both into EXTINCTION, they will FEEL every ounce of that rage within him when he scorches them with the fiery wrath of the dragon, after tonight? they're never gonna wanna show their faces around here again, and if they somehow survive the dragon's fire? if they avoid extinction? they may as well be exiled, because they're not gonna wanna mess with us ever again, they're gonna stay THE HELL OUT OF OUR WAY and that means they're never gonna get anywhere near the top of this company ever again because that's where WE ARE, AND THAT'S WHERE WE'RE GONNA STAY!!!

(Cesaro)
Now listen up, I need all of you to silence your cell phones,  silence your children, and most importantly, shut your mouths and SILENCE YOURSELVES because I am about to deliver an extremely important message to the world, I am about to issue THE KING'S DECREE and I want all of you sheep to SHUT YOUR MOUTHS AND KNEEL BEFORE YOUR KING as I deliver it, go ahead, I'll wait....

The XWL universe let's out a defiant set of boo's at Cesaro as Bryan can be heard shouting KNEEL BEFORE THE KING to the crowd as they continue to shower the two men with boo's along with not complying with the King's wishes.

(Cesaro)
The truth is, you people don't DESERVE a KING like me, I'm ROYALTY, you're all a disgrace to this EARTH, I deserve to rule over a much higher class of people, but alas, this is what I have and so help me god I'm going to make the best of it!!! I'm gonna start by showing these peasants that I REFUSE to let them run amuck in my kingdom, I REFUSE to let them get any ideas of disobeying me like they are RIGHT NOW by defying my orders to kneel and silence themselves, so UNTIL THEY DO SO, I'm going to stand right here and wait it out, I'm going to hold this show up all night if I have too because at the end of the day? It's not Vince's show, It's not the board's show, IT'S MY S---
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IT'S THE BIG SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Boo's turn to cheers in an INSTANT as an iconic theme in the world of wrestling hits the airwaves, but could it be? is this legend in the industry actually here tonight??? those questions are answered within a matter of seconds when one of the greatest big men of all time stepped through the curtain and out onto the stage, it's none other then THE BIG SHOW and he's here in the flesh tonight at Warzone MUCH TO THE DISMAY OF CESARO AND BRYAN WHO ARE FUMING IN THE RING!!!

Show slaps the fans hands on his way down the ramp with a huge smile on his face before eventually making his way over the ropes and into the ring, he walks over to the side of the ring to request a mic, that request is met just a few seconds later and all of a sudden we have a standoff taking place in the ring, on one side, a KING, and a DRAGON, on the other? a GIANT....

(Cesaro)
Just who in the hell do you think you are interrupting THE KING???

(Big Show)
Me? I'm the BIG SHOW, and I'm the guy who's come out here to rescue these fans from the crap that's coming out of your mouth at an extremely unhealthy rate. You're not trying to be a king, you're tying to become a dictator, and I'm not gonna let it happen, it's time for this monarchy to fall before it turns into a dictators regime, these people? they don't need a king, they have a mind of their own and they don't need to be told by a couple of schmucks like you how to act.

(Cesaro)
Listen here you big PUNK, I don't need some over the hill, past his prime, DINOSAUR to come out here and try and BULLY the KING, no no no, you may be a giant, I'll agree with that, a GIANT ASSHOLE, but I'm here to inform you that the dinosaur's went extinct millions of years ago, I guess all of that fat on your body managed to preserve you for this long but it just doesn't make sense to me as to why you're out here right now. You've become disorientated with age Show, you shouldn't be out here right now because it's simply not the best decision for your health and well being, so do us a favor and head back to whatever rotten cage you escaped from at the zoo and leave this ring to whom it belongs too, THE KINGS OF WRESTLING!!!

(Big Show)
Why don't you try and MAKE ME leave this ring KING, and whilst your at it, why you don't you pull your balls out of your wife's purse over there, I mean you two are married right? Don't know, don't know, don't care, what the two of you do in your own time is your business, but when you come out here and tell these fans how to act, that's when I decided that your business? just became MY BUSINESS, so how about you ante up big man, how about you put that crown on the line RIGHT NOW and I'll show the world that you're nothing but a FRAUD who speaks five languages.

(Cesaro)
You think YOU CAN HANG WITH ME??? You've officially lost it you jackass, you're no longer salvageable, into the bin you go and away with you, GET A REF OUT HERE RIGHT NOW, It's time throw away some USELESS GARBAGE!!! And Show? understand one thing, I'm about to show the world that I'm not only THE KING, but I'm THE GIANT KILLER as well, get a ref out here now and ring the damn bell!!!!!

Cesaro throws down the mic and removes the crown from his head as a ref makes a b-line into the ring, Bryan asks Cesaro if he's sure about this and Cesaro emphatically assures Bryan that he's got this under control, the champ exits the ring and heads up the ramp to the announcers table, a ringside attendant immediately places a chair out there beside the table to accommodate the champion as he prepares to take in this unexpected matchup with his best friends crown on the line.


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Cesaro's got the big man right where he wants him, but surely there's no way right? there's no way in hell Cesaro's got the strength within him to NEUTRALIZE the Big Show right? we're about to find out as Big Show is on his knees and seemingly out of it Cesaro places Show's head between his legs and hooks him in the gotch position, but Show won't budge, his knees are staying glued to the mat. Cesaro releases his grip and angles Show's head up towards him before cracking off five uppercuts in a row to potentially soften the giant up, he places Show between his legs once more and has the gotch hold applied, this time Cesaro lets out a scream as he actually wrenches Big Show up and off the mat ever so slightly, but the Big Show lets out a scream equivalent to that of an enraged grizzly bear before flying Cesaro up into the air and over him with a powerful back body drop counter to the Neutralizer attempt, Cesaro is spun out of control and doesn't know what street he's on right now, he gets to his feet quickly after impact but he's stumbling and spinning around the ring in dizzyness, he turns towards the direction of Show and see's him charging at him with a Spear attempt in mind, Cesaro's witts return just in the nick of time as he pulls the ref in front of him and dives to the side causing the ref to take the brunt of a full blown spear from the Big Show!!!

The ref is broken in half and rolls outside of the ring on instinct to get out of the firing line, the World Heavyweight Champion see's this as the perfect opportunity to intervene and charges down the ramp and to the timekeepers area where he takes ahold of Cesaro's crown before running over to the side of the ring where Cesaro's currently down on the mat and handing the KING his crown. Big Show notices Bryan but doesn't notice the crown as the spear on the ref took alot out of the giant, he walks over towards the edge of the ring and threatens Bryan to back off, Bryan puts his hands up and backs off near the barricade making sure to proclaim his innocence and harmlessness in the process, Show turns his attention to the fallen Cesaro who was just laid out behind where Show currently stood but was met with a CROWN TO HIS FACE, the big man was staggered and reeling and stumbled backwards towards the center of the ring as a result, Bryan signaled an idea to Cesaro, Cesaro smiled and looked to implicate it, he grasped the crown tightly in his hand and sprung off the ropes looking for his trademark springboard uppercut, only this time? with a CROWN looking to make contact with the person's skull instead of a forearm....

W.M.D. FROM BIG SHOW!!!!!!!

The giant saw the attempt coming and SWATTED the Swiss Cyborg out of the air emphatically with his W.M.D. knockout punch that's put down many people over the years, and it's just PUT DOWN THE KING!!! Show falls into the cover as people chant one, two, three, it should've been over right there, but Show himself broke the referee in half with a spear just moments ago thanks to Cesaro, so there's no one to count the pinfall. Show is furious and slams the mat in disgust before taking his straps down, raising his fist, and unleashing another grizzly bear like scream for the masses to take in as this fired up XWL universe eats it alive. Show is not aware of one crucial detail however, and that detail happens to be the World Heavyweight Champion stalking him in the corner directly behind him, potentially looking for that Running Knee that's earned him many victories throughout his career, detecting a change in crowd atmosphere and potentially a little bit of instinct kicking in as well, Show turns around towards the corner where Bryan's stalking him from and Bryan LAUNCHES towards Show looking to cave his skull in, but SHOW GRABS BRYAN BY THE THROAT AND LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR, HE HOLDS HIM THERE WHILST CHOKING THE LIFE OUT OF HIM, ALL THE CHAMP CAN DO IS SQUIRM AS SHOW LOOKS TO CHOKE HIM OUT BEFORE PLANTING HIM DOWN WITH THAT ICONIC CHOKESLAM!!!!

WHAM!!!!!!!!

In an instant, the Corporate Dragon was saved and the giant's knees came crashing down to the mat as Cesaro delivered an uppercut to Show's nuts dropping the big man where he stood and forcing him to release his grip on Bryan before he could plant him with the Chokeslam, Bryan backs into the corner he launched from unsuccessfully just moments ago, Cesaro backs into the corner directly opposite, in their cross hairs sits Big Show, on both knees, in pain, and helpless, Bryan takes off looking for the Knee, Cesaro launches at the same time with a running uppercut to the back of the head in mind, CRACK!!! a disgusting thud could be heard throughout the arena as they connected with their moves simultaneously and subsequently caved Show's skull in from 2 angles at the same time with a combo move for the ages. Show simply fell forward and went limp following the impact, Cesaro pointed to the side of the ring where the ref fell out earlier and yelled to Bryan to go fetch him, Bryan did just that and rolled him under the bottom rope and into the ring whilst slapping his face slightly to get him to come too, Cesaro used all of his strength to roll Show onto his back and make a cover to which the ref delivered an ULTRA slow count due to the pain his mid section was in following getting broken in half by a spear earlier on.

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And just like that, by hook or by crook, the crown was defended by the KING!!! The kingdom was still Cesaro's to rule and who knows what the XWL universe will be in store for as long as he possesses that crown. Cesaro and Bryan exits the ring and Bryan hands Cesaro a gift upon their exit, his crown of course!!! Cesaro pats Bryan on the shoulder and the two men lean on each other all the way up the ramp to the announcers table, where Bryan stops to collect his World Title belt that he'll be defending later tonight, the two men turn towards the crowd atop the stage whilst leaning on each other and smile whilst they're showered with boo's, they've got haters, but they've also got money, and more importantly? power, so those haters? they don't mean a damn thing to them, and it shows as they brush them off and smile their way into the back whilst giant dinosaur carcass is cleaned up from the ring.

We get a shot of the audience as they are buzzing from the already great show they're attending. After a few seconds of scanning the crowd, we go to our XWL ring announcer as they introduce the next match.

[JoJo Offerman]
The following contest is a Triple Threat match and it is...
FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE!

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[Corey Graves]
YES! FASTEN YOUR SEAT BELTS, FOLKS!

The Cincinnati crowd erupts at the sound of a familiar theme. The people seem to be huge fans of XWL's resident Bad Boy.



As the intro to his theme song comes to an end, Joey Janela hops out onto the stage. The crowd go nuts.



[JoJo Offerman]
Introducing first...from Asbury Park, New Jersey...he is The Bad Boy...
JOEY JANELA!

Receiving another loud cheer from the audience, throws his arms out and begins shouting into the camera.

Joey Janela
It's time for these boys to prep the fucking bull because I'm coming in hot!

Joey begins to play air guitar to his theme song at the top of the ramp.



[Renee Young]
Prep the what?!

[Mauro Ranallo]
I don't think he can say that.

[Corey Graves]
I don't think he cares! The Bad Boy says what he wants when he wants! He doesn't care if you...

Graves is interrupted. We see someone quickly approaching Joey Janela.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Wait is that..

Janela in his own little world and then his mouth drops wide open from reacting to Keith Lee sending him up off the top of the stage and up about 10 feet into the air, only for him to crash land in an awkward position through the announce table, as you can hear the mics and feedback of them from commentary as they scramble away barely. The table has zero give and Joey begins to shake as if he’s cold. His eyes don’t look too good either, Keith Lee meanwhile goes back to the top of the stage.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Keith Lee blindsiding Janela with that up and away slam through our announce table.

[Corey Graves]
Where do we sit? He even broke the leg off one of our chairs. That was clearly unexpected, nobody saw that coming, I think Joey will wake up in a few hours.. I think.

[Mauro Ranallo]
I guess Keith took it to heart that Joey said about his girlfriend Mia Yim, former XWL women’s champ and alumni. Then had enough when he started to do that obscene gesture during his entrance, there was hell to pay indeed.

Lee keeps himself composed and not even phased by what he did to Joey, looking in both directions before leaning down and prepping his fingertips to the top of his hood. The spotlight then shines down upon him. He smirks and then pulls it off with his eyes closed ever so gently.



An unfamiliar theme starts to overtake the arena and it shakes the foundation entirely. A new gritty sound to Keith Lee, not as upbeat but more so telling what his intentions are coming into this match and beyond.

Keith power walks down the ramp with high intensity and focus all binded into one, talking to himself and extending his large frame, chest puffing out for all to see. He locks his eyes on the ring and then begins to walk up to the apron, slapping it then straight up the steel steps. Taking the post with a strong grip, he bursts inside the ropes and then goes to the center, the spotlight following the change of pace.

[Corey Graves]
Keith Lee means business, and Keith Lee sees this as the platform to take charge, like we saw what he did to Joey, he has zero remorse altogether.

[Renee Young]
And.. if that doesn’t scream get out of my way then I don’t know what does!

His thumb goes up as he flexes his arm, right to the side of his head and keeps that pose, as the crowd chants “OH BASK IN HIS GLORY!” when the theme fades away. Keith has his eyes set on the stage and doesn’t even blink whilst he waits for Dean Ambrose.





The crowd goes wild as Dean Ambrose’s theme begins to play.

Corey Graves
Here he is!! The hometown hero Dean Ambrose!!

Renee Young
I can’t believe that he’s going to compete tonight!!

Mauro Ronallo
Actually, I was told that because he escaped from the hospital before they were able to do any tests on him, Dean Ambrose is actually not medically cleared to compete!!

Almost on cue half a dozen security officers rush to the stage, ready to cut Dean Ambrose off before he is able to make it to the ring and compete.

Renee Young
Speaking of which…

Corey Graves
It looks like Vince isn’t going to let Ambrose compete tonight, even if he wants to!!

The security officers continue to stand on the stage as Dean Ambrose’s theme continues to play.

Renee Young
Well… Where is Dean??

Corey Graves
Maybe he didn’t make it in time…?

Ambrose’s theme comes to a halt… The crowd begins to buzz, clearly confused and upset that Dean didn’t appear. Janela and Lee can be seen smirking as they prepare for what might have just turned into a one on one Falls Count Anywhere Match.

Renee Young
Well it looks like Vince won’t have to worry about stopping Dean from competing.. He’s probably still out on the streets of Cincy’!!

All of a sudden the lights go dark…

Corey Graves
What in the world.



As the unfamiliar theme begins to play the crowd lets out a buzz of confusion.

Corey Graves
What’s going on??

All of a sudden three letters appear on the screen, causing the crowd to pop as those three letters are revealed to be.. “M...O...X…”

Renee Young
Ohhh… I think I know what this means..

The lights return, causing the hometown crowd to give off one of the biggest pops of the night as Dean Ambrose is shown standing high up in the stadium seating area amongst the crowd.

Corey Graves
There he is!!! Dean Ambrose!!!! He’s here!!!

Dean begins to make his way through the crowd, down to the ring. He gives high fives to every man, woman, and child that he passes as he makes his way past his hometown fans.

Mauro Ronallo
Well it looks like the security team found out where Ambrose is!!

We can see the half a dozen security members make a semi-circle around the barricade where Ambrose is heading. The Lunatic Fringe doesn’t seem to care, as hops the barricade and immediately lays one of the security members with a right hook to the jaw!! Another one of the security officers goes to grab Ambrose, but Dean instead sends the man flying into the barricade!!! Dean charges, dropping two more of the security guards with a double clothesline!! The crowd goes wild as Dean stares down the final two security officers.

Renee Young
It seems that nothing is going to get in between Dean Ambrose and that ring!! He wants to compete for his hometown so bad, that I don’t think anyone will be able to stop him from getting at Joey Janella and Keith Lee!!

Dean sends the final two security officers over the barricade before making his way into the ring.

Mauro Ronallo
You can already tell that this match is going to be brutal!!

Ambrose slides into the ring and takes off his jacket, throwing it into the crowd. He then glares at Lee for a few moments before climbing the corner turnbuckle and raises his hands high in the air as the crowd goes wild.

Mauro Ronallo
This Cincy’ crowd could not be happier to see their hometown hero!!!

Ambrose takes his shirt off, revealing a bunch of bandages covering his torso.

Renee Young
I doubt that those bandages will protect him from reinjuring himself in what is sure to be a brutal Falls Count Anywhere Match.. Dean needs to be careful!!

Mauro Ronallo
Careful? He’s the Lunatic Fringe, I don’t think that he even knows the meaning of the word.

Ambrose hops down from the turnbuckle and glares right at Lee.

Renee Young
I can’t wait for this match to get under way!!!

At the commentary position, we see Joey Janela has begun crawling away from the destroyed announce table. Slowly, he makes his way through the little space between the ramp and the barricade. Joey creeps passed light fixtures and pyrotechnic setups.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Is he even able to compete? I mean, did you see how he landed on our table?

[Corey Graves]
Keith Lee is an absolute bully! I can't believe he'd attack The Bad Boy like that!

[Renee Young]
I'd say it was warranted, especially what Joey said earlier tonight.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Not to forget Joey attacking Keith Lee and Dean Ambrose at Coronation.

[Renee Young]
Wait.. What's going on?

We see The Bad Boy leaning passed the ramp now as he leans on the barricade. With one arm draped over the barricade, he uses his opposite hand to motion to the audience for something. He repeatedly presses two fingers against his lips.

[Mauro Ranallo]
..is he?

[Corey Graves]
I think he's asking for a cigarette!

[Renee Young]
Why would he want a..

The Bad Boy's wishes have been granted as we see a member of the XWL audience hand Joey Janela a cigarette and a lighter. Wasting zero time, Joey plops the cigarette in between his lips and lights the end of it.

[Renee Young]
Of all time to smoke a cigarette, why would it be now?!

We see Joey take a long hard drag of the cigarette, inhaling the smoke as if his life depended on it. With ever second that passes by, we see Joey Janela appear to get stronger and stronger. He no longer has to lean on the barricade to hold himself up. His eyes begin to grow wider and wider. The audience goes wild at what they are witnessing.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Oh my god...

[Renee Young]
What is happening?!

[Corey Graves]
It's like that cigarette has some sort of regenerative effect on Joey!

Joey throws the cigarette to the ground and stomps on it. As he exhales, a large cloud of smoke covers the area. Joey rips off his entrance jacket and hurries toward the ring.

[Renee Young]
I just watched a man crash through this table moments ago and now he's just got up, smoked a cigarette and is FINE?!

[Corey Graves]
Yep!

With The Bad Boy in the ring, we appear to be ready for this Falls Count Anywhere match!



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Everyone is up on their feet, this was an absolute war and the faces on each of these men tells the story, their bodies were put on the line in every sense of the word. Lee is still laying on top of Ambrose for a few seconds, not able to do much else because of energy loss. The fans are having mixed reactions but can all agree that these three men put themselves through the wringer.

Janela laying against the barricade outside pushing his hair out of his eyes, breathing heavily. The theme song of Keith Lee starts to play as they delayed it to make sure they were even alive.. as Ambrose and him are still trying to regain any ounce of strength to get up.



[Mauro Ranallo]
Did you guys check how long that match was? It was a whole Pay Per View!

[Renee Young]
They went everywhere, they scoured the arena and changed the entire meaning of fighting for honor, your life, your pride and legacy. Joey Janela, Keith Lee, and Dean Ambrose went for a record 3 hours.. 20 minutes and 43 seconds from START to FINISH!

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Lee rolls off of Ambrose and slowly gets to his feet.

Corey Graves
He did it!! I can’t believe it!! Keith Lee really has no limits!!

Renee Young
What a grueling match!! I doubt that any of those competitors are going to be the same after that..

Joey Janela can be seen throwing a fit on the outside .

Corey Graves
Especially Dean Ambrose.. He literally escaped from the hospital just to be in this match, and now? Well I doubt that he’ll even be able to stand after what just went down…

Janela makes his way to the back as Lee continues to celebrate in the middle of the ring.

Mauro Ronallo
What an impressive victory by Keith Lee though.. Both Joey Janela and Dean Ambrose are known for taking it to the Extreme. But Keith Lee proved that he truly is limitless, by outlasting the two craziest sons of bitches in professional wrestling!!

Lee makes his way to the back as his theme comes to a close.

Renee Young
Guys… Dean hasn’t even moved since the match was over..

We are shown Dean laying in the middle of the ring, still as a rock. The arena is silent now that Lee’s theme ended. All of a sudden a “Ambrose” chant begins, and within seconds the chant is echoing throughout the arena.

Renee Young
I hope he’s okay..

Almost as if brought to life by the crowd’s chants, Ambrose begins to stir. He rolls over to one side and immediately coughs out a few droplets of blood onto the mat. He holds his sides in pain as he spits some more blood onto the canvas.

Renee Young
That doesn’t look good…

Medics rush down to the ring, with a stretcher in tow.

Renee Young
Not again..

The medics rush into the ring but Ambrose waves them away with his hands.

Renee Young
What is Dean doing?? He needs help.

Dean shouts at the medics as they try to help him. He refuses to let them touch him as he crawls to the ropes.

Corey Graves
Dean truly is a Lunatic..

Ambrose uses the ropes to get to a knee before looking out at the sea of fans all chanting his name. One of the medics tries to help him to his feet, but Ambrose shoves him away.

Corey Graves
It looks like Dean wants to make his way out of his hometown arena on his own two feet..

Renee Young
That’s nice and all, but he needs to let those medics rush him into an ambulance, and from there a hospital!!

Ambrose slowly uses the ropes to get to two feet, causing the crowd to cheer. He holds onto the ropes, using them to steady himself as he slowly begins to walk to the ring steps, and out of the ring.

Renee Young
He must be in a world of pain.. Dean Ambrose doesn’t flinch a lot, but you can see the pain he’s enduring with every step.

Dean stumbles over to the barricade, using it to steady himself as his home crowd fans in the front row pat him on his shoulder.

Renee Young
Well I have to say, if there was anyone that doubted Dean’s motives before tonight’s match, those doubts must be all but gone!! You could tell that Dean did all of that for the fans. He put his health, his body, his career, everything on the line for the XWL Universe!!

Dean makes his way up the ramp, using the barricade to hold himself up as he would definitely collapse to the floor if he was forced to stand on his own two feet without the support.

Renee Young
What a fighter.. It literally took everything that Keith Lee had to keep to Dean Ambrose down.. I was hoping that he’d give in earlier, but somehow, someway Dean Ambrose found a way to kick out of almost everything that Keith Lee and Joey Janela threw his way. Maybe it was the cheers of the crowd, maybe it was his need for redemption, maybe he just truly is crazy..

Mauro Ronallo
The same could be said about Joey Janela!! No matter what Keith Lee put him through, no matter how hard Dean Ambrose hit him, Joey Janella refused to Die!!!

Corey Graves
That’s nice and all, but the real take home from all this is that Keith Lee is truly limitless!! He’s the victor tonight, not Dean, not Joey. Keith Lee. He’s who you all should be talking about right now!!

Ambrose pushes himself off the barricade and makes his way to the center of the stage, right in front of the titantron. He stumbles for a moment, not having the barricade to support his weight anymore. Two of the medics go to help him, but Ambrose once again tells them to politelty “fuck off”. He steadies himself and looks out at his hometown crowd for the final time tonight.

Mauro Ronallo
Would you listen to those chants..

The whole arena is cheering and chanting Ambrose’s name as he wobbles on the stage and looks out at the people who stood behind him back when he was just a kid wrestling in high school gyms. He raises his hand in the air, causing the crowd to pop even louder.

Corey Graves
This is ridiculous!! Keith Lee won!! Not Dean!! Lee!! He’s the one who’s name they should be chanting!!

Renee Young
Not in Cincy!!!!

Ambrose smiles and finally hobbles to the back, medics right behind him. We then go to the next segment.

[Corey Graves]
Finally, the queen is here!

[Renee Young]
That’s just great…

[Corey Graves]
I know right??

Renee, Graves and Mauro continue to chat back and forth as Charlotte makes her way down the ramp into the ring. Charlotte disrobes, and waits…



[Mauro Ranello]
I’m not sure Charlotte’s going to have that smug look on her face for long after Kong’s finished with her.

Kong stomps out onto the stage, her intimidating presence enough to quieten everyone around her, as she slowly makes her way to the ring, not taking her eyes off Charlotte as she goes.

[Renee Young]
I don’t usually enjoy someone being dismantled the way that Kong is about to dismantle Charlotte, but I’d be lying if I said that I’m not looking forward to this.

[Corey Graves]
The only thing you have to look forward to Renee, is Charlotte’s music blasting off through the arena again as she stands victorious.





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Kong lets out a victorious roar as Charlotte rolls out of the ring, toward the announcers tables. Kong looks to her direction for a few seconds, but deciding Charlotte’s no longer worth wasting her time on, she opts to step over the top rope and exit the ring, before walking up the ramp and onto the stage.

Back in the ring, Charlotte is just pulling herself up to her knees, using the announcers table for support, as she pulls herself up, she notices Renee smiling and laughing as she talks to Mauro, and she instantly sees red. Charlotte jumps up to her feet and roughly takes Renee’s headset straight off her head.

[Charlotte Flair]
Is something funny Renee??

Charlotte slaps Renee straight across the side of her face.

[Charlotte Flair]
Huh? I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you. I asked is there something funny Renee?

Charlotte goes for another slap, but Renee jumps up to her feet, and beats her to it, slapping Charlotte across the face with such force that she falls back down to one knee.

[Mauro Ranello]
What a vicious slap! You go Renee!

Furious and embarrassed, Charlotte rubs her palm across the side of her face, trying to bring the feeling back to it, smiles instinctively as she wasn’t expecting Renee to stand up for herself, but she’s far from happy. Renee has no time to react, as Charlotte grabs her by the hair and drags her over the announcers table and onto the floor.

[Mauro Ranello]
OH COME ON! This is disgusting, someone stop this woman.

The audience couldn’t be more pissed off as Charlotte stands over Renee, who’s now on her hands and knees on the ground. Renee tries to get back to her feet, but Charlotte grabs a handful of her hair again and pulls her to her feet.

[Corey Graves]
This is hard to watch, I might not be Renee’s biggest fan, but this is just too far, she’s not a professional athlete Charlotte..

Charlotte pulls Renee’s head back by her hair and starts screaming in her face, and that seems to be the last straw for at least one person in this arena, as a young woman jumps over the barricade and shoves Charlotte, who releases her grip on Renee and falls to the ground. The young woman’s not done though, as she mounts herself over Charlotte.

[Mauro Ranello]
Finally, Renee, are you ok?

Mauro and Graves tend to Renee as this stranger starts to strike Charlotte, repeatedly. Charlotte attempts to block the strikes, but they’re coming so fast and furiously that she just isn’t able to. EMT’s and security rush down the ramp, both to tend to Renee and deal with the situation at hand. Renee is taken to one side first, and the EMT’s look her over, as the security pull this unknown woman off of Charlotte, who is absolutely furious. As the security hold back this woman, Charlotte charges towards her, but she’s pushed back by more security before anything can happen.

The entire arena has descended into chaos as the security guards take the woman back over the barricade, through the cheering audience who are applauding her for saving Renee, showing their support as she’s taken out of the arena.

The last image we see is Charlotte foaming at the mouth as four members of security hold her back.