Final Stand XII: 4/29/2020 - 5/13/2020

‘WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY'RE THROWING US OFF THE AIR, ARN!?’

Those are the words that were echoed on national television a few months ago. XWL Anarchy was hereby canceled. Vince McMahon gave up on the company that he built from the ground up many, many years ago. The future of the wrestling industry was in question. Where were these superstars going to work? Was a new company going to rise from the ashes? Was this XWL’s Final Stand? There were so many questions that needed answers. Wrestlers wondered how they were going to be able to feed their families. Wrestlers wondered if they were going to need to find a new job in order to provide. All hope seemed to be gone… until two former superstars took the reigns and brought this company back to life.

‘Ladies and Gentlemen...WELCOME TO XWL OCTANE!!’

The voice echoed over the video that was playing with a pitch-black screen.

‘It's a new age in XWL, a new chapter in the history books has begun,’

And tonight, the newest chapter in an already well-established book is going to be written. Tonight, XWL is more alive than it’s ever been but tonight, it’s Final Stand. The biggest event in professional wrestling coming to you for the twelfth time. Championships will be defended and grudges will be settled. Men and women will go to war and only the best of the best will be the one standing tall at the end.

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Enter scene.

From pitch black, we come to a city that’s lit up with blue and a little bit of purple and pink depending on where you looked. You glance around your surroundings. People flood the streets but none of them acknowledge you. Everyone is too busy being on their phones and trying to get to their destination. The bright lights from all of the electronic billboards lit up every last inch of the streets. You didn’t even realize it was night time until you looked up and saw that the sky was black. And flying in the sky was a blimp that had a screen on the side of it that was promoting a highly anticipated match-up on tonight’s show: it was the Queen, Charlotte Flair, versus the Queen of Spades, Shayna Baszler, versus a former XWL Women’s Champion, Mia Yim, in what is going to for sure be a action packed triple threat match. All three women in that match have a lot to prove. Charlotte Flair, despite her last name, hasn’t managed to find a whole lot of success in the company. Shayna Baszler might be a former North American Champion but a lot of people consider her championship win to be uneventful when it came to an end via the championship being vacated. Surely, Shayna Baszler wants to prove that had her title not been vacated, she could still very well be champion to this day. And then there’s Mia Yim - one of the most dominant Women’s Champions back in 2016. She retired Layla and embarrassed Sasha Banks not once but twice. Could this match be the win that she needs? Could this match be the start of the momentum that she needs to get back into her winning ways?

‘Watch where you’re going, chump,’

Someone shouts at you and when you look down from the blimp, you see that it’s the Intercontinental Champion, Robert Roode. His championship is proudly worn on his shoulder but as far as you know, he’s not scheduled to have a match tonight yet he’s still in town. You aren’t looking for trouble, especially trouble from a man like Robert Roode who’s arguably the most dominant champion in XWL right now and that was proven when he defeated Kane at Aftershock to regain his Intercontinental Championship.

‘They’re not worth the trouble, Roode’

Another voice says that and it’s another member of the Enterprise. Former World Heavyweight Champion, Daniel Bryan, who’s already got a hand placed on the chest of the suit wearing champion. Daniel Bryan has his own problems at Final Stand when he steps foot into the ring with the returning Sami Zayn. The duo were supposed to have a match at High Octane but that didn’t happen. Perhaps for the best because a match between two former World Heavyweight Champions is a money match made for the biggest wrestling event of the year, especially two of their caliber. Sami Zayn has been gone for a number of months now and for obvious reasons, he set his sights on the most recent World Heavyweight Champion. You ask yourself, is Sami Zayn going to be able to shut Daniel Bryan up or is Daniel Bryan going to spoil the return of the self-proclaimed ‘Canadian Hero’ at Final Stand. The two superstars turn and Daniel is the one to speak up.

'Mox. Let’s go.'

You look over and you see Jon Moxley harassing a male who was wearing a Seth Rollins t-shirt. Mox laughs in the male’s face before leaving to walk away with his group of men. Thank God because the last thing you wanted was trouble from that faction. The tense, nervous feeling goes away as the group creates plenty of distance between you and the two of them. When you continue walking, you begin to walk by a store that’s selling some electronics, and in the window is a large, plasma screen television. There’s a match being advertised. A Lethal Lottery Gauntlet match for the North American Championship featuring five of the toughest women in XWL today. On one side of the gauntlet, you had the dominant team of Alexa Bliss and Kairi Sane. Is their friendship strong enough to overcome the odds? Because on the other end stood three women who all wanted one thing: The North American Championship. You have one woman who stands newer in the warzone known as XWL, Britt Baker, who enters her first Final Stand. The same for Io Shirai who looks to collect her first piece of gold. And then we have Ruby Riott who has been involved with Alexa Bliss for a long, long time now. It’s a true test of the friendship be- and then the television cuts away from the advertisement for the North American Championship to an interruption.

'THE FOLLOWING INTERRUPTION IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY… THE FIREFLY FUNHOUSE! YOWIE WOWIE!'

Suddenly, Bray Wyatt is on the television that you are watching and it feels as though that he’s watching you. You look around and suddenly everyone is gone. You look back to Bray and he’s waving at you from inside of his Funhouse. He’s the number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship and has his focus on Keith Lee and their Monster’s Ball match, but right now? Bray Wyatt is talking to you.

'And remember, my friends...my fireflies will always light the way! All you have to do…'

And then static fills the screen as the message is cut short but within a second, we’re back to our previously scheduled Firefly Funhouse… except it’s not the same. The room is darker and has a red shade to it. There’s a Keith Lee stand up in the back but it’s ripped in half. And in front of you, on the television screen, stands none other than The Fiend himself.

'...is let me in.'

The Fiend reaches his hand forwards and then suddenly, he reaches through the television and everything goes black…










… and then you wake up. It looks like you’re in the lobby of some office building. No one’s around still. You look out the front door and this is definitely one of the taller buildings you saw earlier.  You approach the door and it’s locked from the outside, oddly. Then you hear a DING! as you turn around to see that one of the elevators has reached the bottom floor. You hesitate at first but something draws you to the elevator. You enter the elevator and notice the numbers on the panel for the floors. They’re all there, but the only one that works when you push it is the very top floor. After pressing the button, the elevator doors close and you feel the elevator begins to rise. You go up a couple of floors and then the elevator stops. The doors open and into the elevator steps Beth Phoenix. She’s on the phone with someone and is paying no attention to you.

'That’s right. Tonight, I have a big announcement to make. I am going to be announcing the signing of three young, up-and-coming women to the XWL Women’s Division… No, I cannot tell you who they are. You’re going to have to wait and find out… I promise you. They’re going to be the key to the future of the women’s division. Heck, one of them is twenty-six years old and another is twenty-five years old. If this investment goes as I hope, we could be looking at the future of the XWL Women’s Division here tonight. Just have a microphone ready for me, alright?'

Her cell phone conversation comes to an end as the elevator reaches another floor. As Beth is leaving, it’s Christian who enters the elevator. He actually acknowledges you, unlike Beth who was too busy to notice. Christian held some papers in his hand and showed them to you.

'See these? These are the official papers for the Final Stand match between PAC and Hangman Page. You know, I still remember when I was making my Final Stand debut. There’s nothing quite like it. Hangman Page, I think this is going to be the first of many Final Stand matches for him.'

Christian flashes a grin as he folds the paper twice and slides them into his back pocket.

'I hope you enjoy the show. Keep an eye on the two. I know they have the potential to steal the show.'

The elevator stops once again. This time, Christian exits. No one else joins you on the elevator though. You finish your journey up to the top floor and when you arrive, the doors open and you step into the room. It was a private room with a desk sitting near the back, close to the window. Someone was in the chair behind the desk, but they had their back turned. On the desk was a nametag which read “Adam ‘Edge’ Copeland” on it. You weren’t sure why you were here but you were a little relieved that it was Edge who you were meeting. That was until the chair turned around. It certainly wasn’t Edge in the chair. It wasn’t even a male. It was a woman. A woman with a championship sitting on her lap that she stroked as if it was a cat. Platinum blonde locks fell down her side as she stared. This wasn’t Edge, but quite possibly some just as manipulative and as much of an opportunist. A character who was just as despised of a heel as Edge once was. This was Liv Morgan who was sitting at the desk of Edge. Lips pulled into a grin as she tilted her head and spoke up.

‘It’s about time you came,'

You assume Liv Morgan is talking to you, and then you hear a voice come from behind you.

'Sorry, but we do this on my time, remember?'

Sasha Banks walks by you as she steps closer to the desk where Liv Morgan sits. When Sasha Banks gets close, she places her hands on the desk and leans forward. This was it for these two women. This was the last time these two were going to fight one another for the foreseeable future no matter the outcome. You could cut the tension in the air with a knife right now. Years of build-up has been leading to this one match. Unsanctioned. No rules. No regulations. The only rule was that you cannot blame XWL for anything that happens to you from the first bell to the bell that signaled the end of the match. Sasha Banks once again speaks up.

'This isn’t just Final Stand, Liv. This is YOUR Final Stand.'

Liv Morgan laughs as she stands up with her championship placed over her shoulder.

'We’ll see about that, Boss. Let the show begin, shall we?'

The arena was quite for the time being, the fans were waiting, sitting on there hands almost and wondering what was to happen next and thankfully they did not have to wait all that long as the theme music of XWL Prize Fight - Kevin Owens would quickly blast out of the sound speakers.



Kevin Owens would walk out onto the stage. Hands on his hips as he would look around at the crowd for a moment. The face of XWL would let a small smirk crawl over his face as he would then move and walk forward. Making his way down to the ring it would take him no time at all to move and roll into the ring. A microphone was quickly offered to him as he would take it and hold onto it tightly as he would continue to look around himself, letting the hatred the fans have for him sink in even more with each passing second as he slowly licks his lips and then begins to speak.



“I look at this show here tonight and I wonder to myself what I have done wrong? I mean whose boots did I piss on to get treated like this. Who did I rub the wrong way - as the old wrestling term goes to be left off another card. To once again be pushed to the side. To be kept in the back and ignored. It is as if everything I have done for the last two months - just never happened. It is like classic match after classic match that I have been putting on week after week, that none of them, not a single god damn one of them even happened in the first place. It has me standing here right now in front of all you people, wondering what the heck I gotta do in order to get anywhere around here? Am I doing it wrong? Was crippling Pac last week? Was that not enough? Was sending Moxley to the hospital not what you wanted? Was kicking the ass of Shinsuke Nakamura not family entertainment? I mean two months of just tearing it up. Two months of running through everyone placed before me and look at me, look at were it has got me, nowhere. I am nowhere here in XWL. I AM THE FUCKING FACE OF THIS COMPANY AND I AM NOT EVEN ON THE SHOW. Those men that I had just mentioned? Those three men that I called out, those three men that I defeated. THEY ARE ON FINAL STAND - AND KEVIN OWENS ISN’T?”

The face of XWL would stand there for a moment as he would lower the microphone down and scratch his head, he was as confused as anyone who was trying to make any type of sense or reason out of this, but like with most things in wrestling, nothing really made sense, the best wrestlers were always the one treated the worst.

“I beat those three men and I beat them with ease and yet here I am - standing here with a microphone in my hand and nothing more. No match for Kevin Owens. No championship on the line for me. Just left in the back to waste time and do whatever to pass time until the show ends. I am not the type of man that likes that type of thing. If your not here to be number one, if your not here to be at the top, to be the man - to be the one to hold the world heavyweight championship, then you have no right at all to be here. I want to be that man. I want to be the man that holds the world heavyweight championship. To be the man that carried the company on his back.Keith Lee is as good as they come, he is as strong as they come as well - but he is not the face that runs the place. Let me all remind you of one thing - this - this is the Kevin Owens show and not the Keith Lee show - do you understand that? Keep me off Final Stand if you want. Push me to the side. Book the people I defeat week in and week out until the cows come home, but that is not going to stop me. Being pushed to the side, being ignored, being forgotten about - that is just pushing me. That is making me want to go out there and hurt people even more. It is making me want to double, no triple my efforts in the ring. If you think the things that I have done this far have been bad, let me tell you this, you ain’t seen anything yet, as the Kevin Owens show is about to hit season two and things are about to pick up.”

All off a sudden music fills the arena which receives a roar from the crowd.



The crowd goes into an uproar as atom mask Ciampa appears through the curtain. He stands at the top off the ramp surveying the territory as he looks round the crowd and the arena. He then locks eyes with Kevin Owens as he begins his slow walk down to the ring.

Mauro Ranallo: Oh my god ! Tomosso Ciampa is here at final stand ! Owens wanted a fight, a challenge, but I bet he wasn’t expecting this. That is one man right there who is one tough sob.

Camera cuts to Owens face who doesn’t look please to see Ciampa on his way down to the ring.

Mauro Ranallo: Look at Owens face. He isn’t happy about this situation one bit. I think he is regretting this sort off open challenge he has laid out.

Corey Graves That’s not regret Mauro it’s disgust. Owens what’s his final stand moment. He wants to take on someone worthy off his time. Not this broken down man who is clearly not on Owens level one bit.



“What? WHAT IS THIS! What do you think you are doing! What do you think this is. THIS - THIS IS THE KEVIN OWENS SHOW! This is my show, my show to do with what I want when I want. THERE ARE NO GUEST SLOTS HERE TONIGHT. This is my moment. This is my time. If you think your going to come out here and make a name for yourself, if you think that you are going to cut in on me. THAT IS NOT HOW THIS WORKS YOU SON OF A BITCH. My show and my rules! You think you can just walk out here and do whatever the heck you want. Say what you want, do what you want, on my time - I AM THE FACE OF XWL AND WHO ARE YOU? YOU ARE NO ONE, NOTHING - NADA! Get the heck outta here and go back to wherever it is you crawled out from before you do something you regret, because kid - getting on the wrong side of me, is a mistake, I END CAREERS FOR FUN!”

Ciampa makes his way into the ring walks straight past Owens grabs a microphone then turns to the crowd. As Owens stands there, jaw opened a little bit as his warning to the man had fallen on death ears.

Ciampa: So this is XWL, the best wrestling organisation on the planet, where boys become men and men become legends. Quite frankly I thought it would be better.

Crowd boo a little bit at the insult.

Ciampa: Oh please spare me your petty reaction. I am not here to please you, to entertain you, to become one of your shining knights in armour that you strive to support. I am here for one thing. To be known as the best wrestler there is alive and that meant coming here. So here I am.

Corey Graves: I think I may be starting to like Ciampa

Mauro Ranallo: Oh now you like Ciampa. Quite frankly now I here him speak he might be just a big an asshole as Kevin Owens.

As Ciampa is speaking your can see the blood boil in Kevin Owens who Ciampa is deliberately ignoring which you can see is getting under the skin off Owens.

Ciampa: You people are looking at the number one wrestler in the world today. I am better than everyone here and don’t get me started on your champions. All off them pale in significant to me and you will see. My destiny is to be the best and mark my words you are looking at the future off this business, the future xwl world champion and the future is now!

The crowd boo and cheer at the same time at a peak into what the future holds.

“You - you think you are the future? Are you serious? ARE YOU BEING SERIOUS? Come on, this has to be a joke right? Who put you up to this, who made you come out here and talk CRAP in my ring, on my show, during my time on the spotlight. You gotta be kidding I mean - just look at you. You are barely holding it, those injuries, those plates in your neck - I can see it in your eyes man that you are not all there, that one little breeze if someone left a door opened around here would be more than enough to see you done and dusted, come on and get your sorry ass outta my ring and go back, go back to the high school gyms, go back to fighting Johnny whatever - for the thousand time, this right here, this ring is for the best of the best and you, you don’t cut it.”

Owens is now visibly red he can’t take that he has been ignored for this long and he finally snaps. He grabs Ciampa and spins him round. Both men are now face to face and Ciampa starts grinning which seems to infuriate Owens even more.

Ciampa: Ah yes Kevin Owens. I almost forgot you where here there sport. You see I don’t lower myself to people as insignificant as you. You stand in this ring and believe that this entire world revolves around you but in reality the fact is the world revolves around one man. That man is me tomosso Ciampa and whilst I prove it every day in every company I am in all I have seen from you is a whiny baby. You see why you moan and complain and try your so very best to be relevant you just pale in comparison to me boy. You see your daddy’s home and he’s ready to take you to the wood ahead.

The crowd are visibly seen anticipating the explosion that they feel is going to take place. They know Owens has a short fuse and he is being Verbally bitched out by Tomasso Ciampa here.

Ciampa: What’s the matter Owens. Cat got you tongue?

Kevin Owens would stand there for a moment as he holds onto the microphone tighter and tighter in his hands. It looks like he was going to use it as a weapon on the man before him, but a heavy sigh would leave him as he walks forward, pushing his way by the man, pushing his shoulder hard into him to move him out of the way as Kevin Owens would drop down, roll out of the ring and start to make his way up the ramp.

“This is the Kevin Owens show and there is no room for any competition, be it someone in there prime - or in your case, way past there prime. You wanted to make an impact here, you wanted to be a somebody for once in your career, so this was the moment you wanted, the moment you picked, to come out here and piss me off. Well congrats there, job well done, thumbs up for the effort you put in, because you did what you set out to do and you pissed me off. You want to make a name for yourself? Then I will help you. You will just be another name on the ever growing list of men I DESTROYED. You want to make an impact? You will make an impact when I break your neck with the STUNNER. You want to stand out, then you will stand out as I stomp you outta this company once and for all. You want KEVIN OWENS - you got him.”

He would throw the microphone down as he would back up and away from him as he heads backstage. A new wrestler has made his way to XWL and he has picked a fight with the face that runs the place, the man who has ended careers for fun and because he could - Kevin Owens.

As Final Stand rolls off the heels of its previous segment, the thousands of fans in attendance scream and cheer as this has already been such a historic event for XWL. It is the Final Stand debut for many stars AND the inaugural Final Stand since Edge and Beth Phoenix took over and "re-branded" the company. However the excitement is not yet over, for the light in the arena go out, leaving everyone in pitch black and darkness. The fans wonder what is to come next? What is in store for them? Who is about to walk out from behind that curtain? So many questions, yet there is one constant certainty. Whatever is about to happen, will without a shadow of a doubt be.....




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PHENOMENAL     PHENOMENAL     PHENOMENAL









{Mauro Ranallo}
Oh My! Its AJ Styles, he's back! we haven't seen him in nearly a year!


{Corey Graves}
We're not blind or deaf Mauro, the REAL question here is how long has this return been kept a secret from us by our "fellow" commentator here.


{Beth Phoenix}
Im honestly just as shocked as the two of you. I had no idea that AJ would be returning here tonight. but i, just like each and every one of these fans in attendance here tonight couldn't be happier that he has.


The fans erupt into an absolute frenzy as the hooded man, we can only assume is AJ Styles, walks out onto the stage. The man walks out with both arms extended to his sides pointing out toward the crowd. He begins to make his way directly to center stage, and without missing a beat enters into "the" position. with both his knees and elbows bent at 90 degree angles, he looks to the ground at his feet until the vocals from his music and the fans all scream together in unison...



No, they don't want none...



Styles pops up, throwing his hood off his head and extending his arms out to each side. He slowy begins to scan the crowd as he listens to the reaction he is receiving here at the Rogers Centre in Toronto, Ontario, Canada.  







However as time passes, the fans in attendance, the fans watching at home, and even the announcers realize what styles is wearing. Of course he is decked out in his usual gear consisting of the Black boots, Red Tights, Black hooded Jacket. But underneath the Jacket, in large, red letters, "The OC". Styles knowing that everyone has by now seen his shirt, decides it is time. He smiles directly at the camera before yelling "Its time". He turns and rips his arm aside, pointing to the titantron above him.




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You thought it was loud for AJ Styles? Now it is DEAFENING. Styles continues to smile at the camera and faces the ring as The Good Brothers, Karl Anderson and Luke Gallows emerge from the black. They both make their way to either side of styles, until all three men now stand side by side. Each of them wearing matching OC shirts and Shit eating grins. Styles raises an arm with the hand in the for of a "Too Sweet" gesture, before Anderson & Gallows do the same, burning an everlasting memory into the brain of each and every person witnessing this unexpected spectacle.





{Mauro Ranallo}
The Original......


{Beth Phoenix}
The Official.....


{Corey Graves}
The Only...Club...That Matters!


The three men, who shall now be referred to once again as a mended unit named "The OC", make their way down the ramp towards the ring. The fans, some still starstruck, the majority of the happy to see Styles back, and All of the wondering why now? as they make it to the bottom of the ramp Styles raises both arms into the sky, once again signaling "too Sweet". Anderson & Gallows nod their heads and they look around at the first few rows of the crowd before they spot "IT". Anderson taps Gallows on the chest and motions for him to follow as the two men make their way around the steel steps and towards the barricade until they come up to a seated man sitting in the front row. But this inst just any man. this is a member of the XWL roster. This man is Glorious. This man is Robert Roode.

He's got his Intercontinental Championship proudly over his shoulder, what looks to be a martini glass full of beer...in one hand, and a rather large bucket of popcorn sitting in his lap as he watches...not participates in tonight's grand show. Not by lack of opportunity to do so of course, no he was given the power to decide WHO he defended his Intercontinental Title against and he chose no one. It was a very controversial decision but rather than letting the heat die down he's here in the front row watching the action of this night without a care in the world. He returned to XWL 7 months ago with a renewed outlook on his career, and as Luke Gallows and Karl Anderson approach him, we know that's the same thing The O.C along with AJ Styles hope to establish here tonight in their return.

Roode takes a sip of his drink nodding at the two gentlemen, as Gallows can't help but look at Roode's very appetizing bucket of popcorn. I mean who doesn't love the salty sweetness of arena popcorn, right? While The Glorious One and these two gentlemen haven't really interacted before in XWL the interaction that follows is quite cordial. Robert extends his bucket of pop corny goodness allowing them each to grab a handful then like two kids that just got an unexpected treat they happily shove it in their mouths and "too sweet" each other before turning to quickly rejoin AJ Styles. The camera remains on Roode for just a few seconds longer, long enough to see him look at his less full bucket of popcorn and shove it into the hands of one of the audience member's beside him. "Be a sport and go get me a refill, and this time don't skimp on the butter it's my night off I deserve to treat myself."  They quickly reply with "Haven't you been off for the last mon-" to which he cuts them off by pulling a $100 bill out of his pocket and shoving it in their mouth and saying "Do you want the change or not?" And immediately they get up from their seat, venturing past other members in attendance tonight as they pull the money from out of their mouth. Leaving Roode to take another sip from his beer filled martini glass as we shift our focus back to the returning O.C. The three men circle the ring, as they make it to the time keepers area they each grab a microphone before climbing the steel steps and through the ropes into the ring.





{AJ Styles}
Ladies and Gentlemen, i welcome you to bask one again in the presence of A former XWL 15 Champion, Three time Intercontinental Champion, And Two time World Heavyweight champion, The Phenomenal, AJ Styles! Damn it feels good to be back. It has been a long time, with many changes behind the scenes, and in front of the camera alike here in XWL. Firstly and probably the most significant, Management. By the way congratulations to the new Power couple of XWL, Edge and Beth Phoenix, although seeing as to how neither of you are planning to step into a ring again, thank god, why don't we just stop with the games and call you Adam and Elizabeth? That seems to fit Executives a little better don't you think? Not as...well...help me out here guys?

{Luke Gallows}
Unprofessional?

{Karl Anderson}
Shoddy?

{Luke Gallows}
Inexpert?

{Karl Anderson}
Incompetent?

{Luke Gallows}
Negligent?

{Karl Anderson}
Amateurish?


{AJ Styles}
No, no, no. Im thinking of something a little more...descriptive.  I mean sure Beth's a woman of class and power...but her husband? I think there's a word that's better to sum up his entire career. The first thing to come to mind when you think of a man like him is...

Styles, Gallows, & Anderson all look to one another before simultaneously raising their microphones and saying.

{Karl Anderson}{AJ Styles}{Luke Gallows}
TRASHY!

The three men begin to laugh, cracking themselves up, along with a mixed reaction of laughter and boo's from the crowd.

{AJ Styles}
Oh come on, I mean seriously. This isnt 2006 anymore. Edge isnt having sex with some white trash trailer park queen, he stole from his best friend, Live on TV. He isnt the "Rated-R Superstar",  he's a corporate man now. A man that put this entire show together!

{Luke Gallows}
I guess that explains why it sucks?





{AJ Styles}
Let's not be too harsh on him now, I mean any show without AJ Styles on it was bound to bomb but...he certainly didn't make matters any easier on himself.

{Karl Anderson}
Speaking of which should we tell them how long it took "Edge" to reach out to us about coming back?

{Luke Gallows}
I don't think he'd like us to go exposing his business like that...

{Karl Anderson}
Certainly not, who would go live on the biggest Pay-Per-View of the year and air his dirty laundry by revealing none of us got a call until last week.

{Luke Gallows}
Well, look's like the cat's out of the bag now.

{AJ Styles}
Speak the truth good brother, WE reached out to our new owners after the news broke about their takeover and what happened?

{Karl Anderson}
Nothing.

{Luke Gallows}
Nada

{Karl Anderson}
Zilch

{AJ Styles}
You let us sit on the sidelines, produce nothing but garbage every week, ESPECIALLY tonight...and you call us in now after seeing the error of your ways and that you need us far more than we needed you. We went from myself and that "golden weasel" tearing it up on this stage...to some out of shape World Champion and a "Fiend" whatever the hell that's supposed to be. You Went from having the Highest paid man in Professional Wrestling...

{Karl Anderson}
To the least laid.

{AJ Styles}
From the most dominant force in XWL history, The Bullet Club...

{Luke Gallows}
To a bunch of Cabinet Wannabes, "The Enterprise".





{AJ Styles}
Speaking of The Enterprise, A.K.A. The Cabinet 2.0, look at this "Champion" siting here in the front row. Let me tell you something, you self righteous prick. You think you hot shit, dont you? Your part of a little clique. Your the Intercontinental Champion. Hell you got the biggest night of the year off, and you couldn't be happier, am i right? well guess what "brother" your not a great champion, to be honest your not even a good one. Your a disgrace to this business. Your a disgrace to each and every man and woman to step foot in this ring before you, and most of all your a disgrace to that championship. I see right trough you "Pal". Your not "The Glorious One", your just a Glorious Ass!

{Luke Gallows}
Whoa now good brother, We don't want to make some "Part-Timer" angry. He might just...

{Karl Anderson}
Sit there and take it?

The cameras cut to Robert Roode expecting to catch him red hot and yelling back in response...but that's not even close to his reaction. He's too busy sitting with his feet propped up on the barricade shoving his hand in his newly refilled bucket of popcorn. Following that update on Roode, we head back to the ring where The Club continues on.

{AJ Styles}
The best thing The Enterprise has going for them is Jon Moxley. Which is why it boggles my mind that all Daniel Bryan and Mr. "ass" want to do is treat him like a lap dog to do their bidding knowing damn good and well that he could end their careers in the snap of a finger. The ONLY reason he hasn't done it yet is because hes still waiting for what he was promised. Daniel Bryan knows it. The Glorious Ass knows it. I know it. And most importantly Mox knows it. So this is a shout out straight to you Mox. Whenever your ready to come back home, and stop playing around with these assholes, the door will be open. Now speaking of welcoming some one back with open arms, id like to talk about another former Club member. Hangman Adam Page. A crazy, bad ass, son of a bitch that was like John Wayne Toilet paper.

{Karl Anderson}
Rough.

{Luke Gallows}
Tough.

{AJ Styles}
And don't take shit off nobody. And id love to have another Good Brother back with us, like old times. However i have to say that im disappointed. im disappointed that you have done nothing with your time here. im disappointed that you never thought once to pick up a phone and call one of us before running off to the GM about your problems. Im disappointed that you didn't follow one simple rule of the locker room.

{Karl Anderson}
The boys.

{Luke Gallows}
Handle.

{Karl Anderson}
The boys.

{AJ Styles}
You of all people should know, you dont get Management involved. And what did you do? you involved. You run and snitch to Adam about your problems with one of the few, Real, Wrestlers in the place? Well you've got a price to pay son. You wont be coming back to us for help. As a matter of fact, To be brutally honest, I hope Pac beats the absolute shit out of you tonight. As for every other guy on this roster? i honestly have nothing to say to you. Nothing besides to inform  each and every one of you that The OC isnt back to make friends. Were not here to have worthless matches and stick out thumbs up our asses. We are here with an Agenda.

{Luke Gallows}
A Vendetta.

{Karl Anderson}
A Hit List.

{AJ Styles}
So enjoy tonight because this is The XWL Roster's Final Stand before The OC shoots everyone down,





{AJ Styles}
ONE...BY...ONE!
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(Mauro Ranallo)
HOLY F'IN BLEEP!!!!!!

(Corey Graves)
It can't be!

(Beth Phoenix)
The Rogers Centre has come unglued!



(Mauro Ranallo)
IT'S THE BEAST INCARNATE!!! BROCK LESNAR IS HERE AT FINAL STAND IN TORONTO!!!

(Corey Graves)
If I was The OC right now, I'd be using my cellular device to register for whatever the quickest one step life insurance policy is attainable online, because ladies and gentlemen, HERE COMES THE PAIN!!!

(Beth Phoenix)
We haven't seen Brock Lesnar in an XWL arena for a good year or so, and now he's made his presence known once again on the grandest stage of them all!!!

Brock Lesnar stands center stage on the grandest stage of them all here at Final Stand in Toronto, his theme music blasting, crowd on their feet screaming at the top of their lungs, lights and camera flashes abuzz, yet none of it even comes close to distracting the Beast Incarnate. Brock is laser focused on The OC who currently occupy the ring, but more so specifically, on the man with whom he shared some of the most historic battles with in XWL history, AJ Styles.

The question now becomes, what's brought Brock back to XWL tonight during the biggest show of the year? Perhaps we're nearing an answer to that question as The Beast would began to jog in place for a few moments before lifting his arms up and quickly swinging them back down as he steps forward causing  pyro to erupt in and around the outer edges of the Rogers Centre creating an almost surreal and magical moment for most members of the XWL Universe to capture with photos or video from their phones.



In that moment, business began to pickup as the legendary Jim Ross would say as The Beast began his march down the extra long Final Stand ramp and towards the ring. Being the athlete that Brock is, he makes short work of the elongated journey. Upon reaching the side of the ring in which he would normally jump up onto the apron and enter the ring at, Brock decided to take a little detour and slowly circle all sides of the ring, at which point he came across a certain Intercontinental Champion sat at ringside.

Robert may be arrogant, but above that he's smart...so when a man, or beast in this case has you in their sights? You be on your best behavior, no...you do better than that, you throw both of your hands out at your side, clench your fists and let out a loud and very animated "YEAH!!!!" To show your respect, to let him know that you two are cool, and hey if he wants some of your popcorn? It's his...if he wants a sip of your beer? Well he's not usually about the life of sharing drinks with someone but for The Beast Incarnate he'll probably make an exception. Hell, if he wants the jacket off of your back to wipe the sweat he's accumulated in his journey down to the ring? You have like 50 more like it in your closest at home so it's his.

He's never had a run in with The Mayor Of Suplex City...and he certainly doesn't plan on having one tonight so after completing his ceremonial show of respect...he sits back down, to which the camera quickly cuts over to another fan not far from Roode, and it's the INFAMOUS BROCK LESNAR FAN! He starts to do his thing, so excited, it's what he lives for...but quickly a loud "I ALREADY DID IT, LOSER! HOW ABOUT YOU BUY A NEW SHIRT ALREADY, YOU'RE NOT EVEN WEARING A BROCK LESNAR SHIRT! HE'S HAD LIKE 50 OF THEM! FAKE FAN ALERT! FAKE FAN ALERT!" The shouting causes the fan to frown, as Roode verbally berates him from the comfort of his seat...and when the camera returns, there almost looks like there's a smile on Brock Lesnar's face...what caused it is anyone's guess but Roode having shutdown the fan that LIVED to emulate Brock Lesnar, couldn't be more proud of himself as he points and encourages the other fans to laugh at the poor sap...none of them actually do because Roode is like public enemy number one in Canada after telling the fans off and never looking back...but for Robert Roode this is a wonderful moment, and he's sure Brock thinks so too given his "approving" smile.

However, that "approving" smile disappeared as quickly as it arose and was replaced by Lesnar's laser focused menacing expression that's been on display since he stepped through the curtain tonight, leaving Roode to question whether he actually impressed The Beast or not. Going off of that sudden change of facial expression from Lesnar, and more then likely at least semi concerned for his well being at this point, Roode proceeds to exhibit his best behavior in his seat and before long Brock turns away and once again directs his attention to The OC who still occupy the ring at this moment in time. Brock continues his slow circle around the ring, like a hunter stalking it's prey, creating a sense of entrapment for The OC to deal with. Three on one? most would take those odds in a heartbeat, but this was no ordinary "one", this was thee "one" in a million fighting machine known as "The Beast" Brock Lesnar.



Brock eventually completes his circle and winds up right back where he started, this time he leaps up onto the apron causing another set of pyro placed on each corner of the ring to go off, he steps between the ropes and enters the ring, setting in motion a confrontation that's been years in the making. Brock Lesnar and AJ Styles face to face once more, this time however, and for the first time in their epic saga, they're face to face on the grandest stage of them all, Final Stand. The electricity and energy within the Rogers Centre is off the charts right now, fifty three thousand raucous members of the XWL Universe let their opinions of everyone in the ring known with each passing second, yet at the same time, you could cut the tension between these two with a knife right now. It's been almost four years since these two wrote what many imagined was the final chapter within their infamous feud of the year winning saga, yet here they stand, across from one another tonight, seemingly poised to pen another chapter into the history books.

With each passing second you can feel the goosebumps rising throughout your body, you can feel all of the energy within this stadium building up, at some point, you can feel as though it's absolutely going to boil over, there's no way it can't with all of the combustible elements that are in the ring right now, the only question is? who's going to make the first move in this game of chess? before long we had our answer, it was Gallows and Anderson who took two steps forward to inch closer to The Beast and seemingly create a sort of shield around their best buddy and head of The OC in AJ Styles.

The Beast took two steps back to in reaction to Gallows and Anderson's first move in this game of chess, little did they know, their move was about to prove to be a fatal one as Brock smiled for a brief moment and could be seen mouthing "Your funeral bitches" before charging forward at Gallows and Anderson with speed, energy, and precision the likes of which only he can produce. Brock wipes out the two of them with a thunderous double clothesline that sends this building into a frenzy as they know it was in this moment that shit just got real!



AJ immediately charged at The Beast in response but Lesnar anticipated the reaction from The Phenomenal One and ducked beneath the strike attempt before using AJ's momentum against him to latch on and deliver a devastating German suplex that folded AJ up like an accordion on the opposite side of the ring. Brock immediately spun back around to survey the scene as he looked to continue the assault on Anderson and Gallows, he's immediately rocked by a running big boot from Gallows which connected flush on Brock's face, Gallows steps behind Brock and grabs a hold of his arms to attempt to restrain Brock's movement, he holds on for dear life whilst Anderson bounces off the ropes and charges full speed at them looking to connect with the Rocket Kick on The Beast Incarnate, Lesnar however was having NONE of this charade as he broke free of Gallows grasp and initiated a forward roll of himself just in time to get a view of Anderson kicking his own partner square in the face with the Rocket Kick that was intended for him.

Anderson makes yet another fatal mistake when he takes his eyes off The Beast and opts to try and apologize to his friend instead for his mistake, Lesnar swoops in from behind and launches Anderson across the ring with a brutal German suplex. Lesnar quickly rushes over to Anderson who's still partially on his knees from being folded up from the impact of the German suplex, he proceeds to hoist him up onto his shoulders with intent before planting him into mat with an F-5 which causes this crowd to let out another explosion of energy.

Brock wastes no time in soaking in the moment as charges over to the still downed Gallows, he rolls him onto his belly and wraps his arms around his stomach, he hoists Gallows up to a vertical base for just a split second before tossing him over his head and dealing out another devastating German suplex, much like he did with Anderson, Brock follows the same pattern by rushing over to Gallows shortly after impact, he hoists Gallows up onto his shoulders and drops him with an F-5 for his troubles. The bigger they are? the harder they fall as they say, the impact of that F-5 on Gallows shook the ring twice as much as the one on Anderson did due to the sheer size of Gallows.

Brock rose to his feet and immediately begun the hunt for Styles, he hadn't laid eyes on him since dishing out the German that folded him up like an accordion halfway across the ring at the start of this brawl. Within seconds of scanning, Brock discovered AJ lurking on the apron across from him, Brock knew that one of AJ's most serious weapons in his arsenal was that dreaded Phenomenal Forearm, but for AJ to get that home run shot off on The Beast? he needed distance, and Brock knew this, which led him to attempt to close that distance by charging at AJ full speed before he could springboard to the top rope and leap off, AJ however, for once, was one step ahead of The Beast and absolutely CLOCKED him full force with his right forearm just was Brock was about to impact him on the apron...

LESNAR IS STUNNED!!!
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F-5!!!


Whether that shot truly rocked Brock, or whether he simply baited AJ into attempting the Phenomenal Forearm, we may never know, what we do know is that Brock snatched AJ out of the air and planted The Phenomenal One with a thunderous F-5 to complete his single handed demolishing of AJ Styles, Karl Anderson, and Luke Gallows on the very night in which they returned to the company. Whether you knew them as Bullet Club, or now know them as The OC, the fact remains that those three men blazed one hell of a trail through this company at one point in time, taking down anyone and everyone who got in their way, and yet tonight, they were on the other side of that coin, they were no longer the hunters but rather the hunted. Yet this time around, it wasn't a group of men hunting them down, it wasn't The Cabinet, it wasn't The Alpha Club, hell, it wasn't even a man, it was a Beast, THE BEAST to be exact, it was Brock Lesnar.



Brock stood tall over the fallen bodies of The OC which laid beneath him, he stared straight into the camera and let out a terrifying scream, a war cry if you will, to the point in which his veins could be seen bulging throughout his neck. This was the war cry of not an animal, not a monster, but a BEAST.





Lesnar's theme once again rung out throughout the stadium as he stepped through the ropes and exited the ring. Hundreds of fans who lined each side of the extra long ramp for tonight's festivities stuck their hands out in the hopes that The Beast Incarnate would slap them or at the very least acknowledge them, but that simply wasn't the way of The Beast, he marched to the beat of his own drum and that meant blocking everyone else out from his scope at this moment in time and marching up the ramp and to the top of the stage at his own pace. Upon reaching the top, he turned his body slightly, but used mainly his head to take one final glance upon the ring and the carnage in which he just left within it, upon it, AJ Styles had rolled over just enough to catch one final view of The Beast who just tore through him and his pals, the camera captures a moment that will likely be replayed in many video packages to come over the years as a smiling Brock looks all the way down that long lonely ramp to lock eyes with an angry, beaten, and battered AJ Styles, the two share this long distance staredown for a few moments before Brock took his smile with him as he stepped through the curtain and out of view of The Phenomenal One, leaving him and his best friends with more questions about what went wrong tonight, and left with nothing to do other than pick up the pieces.

Where there is something final...there is the feeling of loss. The feeling of an end. A final. And tonight marks the Final Stand. The Final Stand for so so many men and women. But life is all about perspective. Where one man sees a loss, another sees opportunity. Where one woman sees a weakness, another woman sees strength. And where someone sees the end...The Dream sees a new beginning


{The Velveteen Dream}
Imagine. Imagine being able to have a drive that could push you to anything you wanted. Imagine have the physical prowess to push yourself to limits others could never imagine. Imagine having all the charisma that anyone could ever ask for...and imagine having all these tools and wasting them. People dream so small so often. They can't grasp what's important. What matters. But The Dream has always known. The Dream has always know what he wants. What he can take. But The Dream isn't someone who settles for any and everything. Final Stand might be the biggest stage there is, but what use is there in having a stage with no role to play? The Dream would never deny himself nor you, his fans, the chance to see him at his best. So while everyone looks at the present...The Dream will settle on the future. The future that holds him as the face of XWL.


{Velveteen Dream}
So so so many stories will end tonight. But...all that matters is the beginning of a new story. My Story. What might be a Dream will become reality soon enough. And while the Dream will reign supreme he doesn't want anyone in XWL to be afraid or feel left out. Because that's the beauty of it all. While you might not be the main character, you will all play your roles. Play your roles and become apart of the experience that is The Dream. Some of you will be supporters. And some of you will be enemies. But no matter rather you stand behind me or across from me I will do you the favor of drawing out your full potential and hopefully bring you as close to my level as you can get. You might not know it at that moment but you will thank the Dream when you look back on your career. You'll thank The Dream for bringing out your best. For making sure the people never forget you. For letting you take part in his Moment

{Velveteen Dream}
XWL is in a dark age. Trapped in a rut. But luckily for you The Dream shines a light that brings everything back to life. And I will shine that light on everyone when I grace XWL with my presence once again. The year of 2020 was always marked as the future and I couldn't think of a better time to grab the vacant ring that sits before me. I can't think of a better time to walk my path to destiny. I can't think of a better time to...


DREAM

We are shown a video package hyping up the main event… As the video comes to a close we are brought to the ring where the familiar theme song of Jon Moxley is blaring from the loudspeakers, almost loud enough to drown out the boos and jeers of the crowd.

Beth Phoenix
Ladies and gentl-

Jon Fucking Moxley
Cut the damn music… I said cu-..

The music comes to an abrupt halt as Moxley begins to pace back and forth in the middle of the ring, mic in hand. He is staring, no, glaring towards the stage so hard that one could assume that he has x-ray vision and can see each and every XWL Superstar in the backstage area that he has “beef” with, which is a lot of people. After all, he sure does love to run his mouth about, well, everyone and anyone… He is wearing a leather jacket and jeans, nothing fancy about them, just the same clothes that he would wear to any other show. His hair is messy, his beard is untrimmed, it’s clear that he’s not here to impress anyone or make a grand “Final Stand Entrance.” One can assume that he’s only here to do the two things that he does best, as he always says; “Talk Shit And Fight”..…

Jon Fucking Moxley
My first week back in the ring upon returning to XWL all those months ago I challenged the biggest man on the roster to a match, I even put my King of The Ring Spot on the line. I’m talking about Keith Lee, of course.. The week after that I picked a fight with Joey Janella and ended up in one of the most gruesome Extreme Rules Matches of my career. Shortly after, I faced Daniel Bryan in a banger of a match, which ended with me taking not one, but three running knees to the temple. Oh, and the week before that I pissed Cesaro off enough to get him to do that Cyborg Swing or Swiss Swing or Cesaro Swing or whatever he called that thing he does, swinging me temple first into the steel steps after our match was over.. I have a way with people.. And of course you all remember my Triple Threat Falls Count Anywhere Match with Joey Janella and Keith Lee that went on for… Ever…

Moxley smiles as he remembers the brutal match.

Jon Fucking Moxley
After that I began doing open challenges during XWL’s hiatus… Which of course nobody responded to. That’s what happens when you have a fucking locker room full of cowards.. So you probably could only imagine how overcome with joy I was when after weeks of looking for a fight, one finally presented itself in the form of my piece of shit ex-Shield brother… Seth Fucking Rollins… I thought that maybe, just maybe I finally found the person who could prove that I’m not indestructible.. I was hoping that I might have found my kryptonite.. But boy was I wrong.. Sure, he put up a great fight at Aftershock… But where has he been since? Where is he now?



Jon Fucking Moxley
I’ll tell you where he is.. Not fucking here, that’s where.. Ever since I returned to XWL all I’ve been doing is fighting… I haven’t been at 100% health since my first match back, hell I haven’t been at 100% health in years.. But that hasn’t stopped me from coming to this ring each and every night and picking fights with anyone willing to scrap with me… All of those things that I just mentioned, all of those battles, all of those wars, all of those cuts, scrapes, and bruises that I’ve endured would have put most Superstars on the shelf for weeks, if not months.. Hell, I’ve had more injuries and medical visits in my past three months here in XWL than most wrestlers have in a career.. Yet week after week I’m still here.. Week after week I’m still challenging anyone to a fight… I mean shit, when Seth Rollins didn’t show up the past few weeks, what did I do? I found the hardest hitting man on the roster and picked not one but two fights with him, that being Kevin Owens.. Who is still a fat piece of shit by the way..



Jon Fucking Moxley
Kevin Owens has been saying for weeks that he was going to put me down once and for all… And he tried, twice.. But I’m still here..  Kevin Owens can’t keep me down.. Keith Lee couldn’t keep me down… After all I went through, all the blood, all the pain, through all of it.. I’m still standing, and I still want to fight…. Seth Rollins and I got put through the same barbed wire table at Aftershock… Since then he’s been sitting at home nursing his wounds.. Meanwhile I’ve been here going to war with two men twice my size.. But like I said before.. I’m still standing.. There’s no one on this roster who has what it takes to put me do-



”BURN IT DOWN!!!” the crowd chants as Seth Rollins theme blasts throughout the arena!!

Beth Phoenix
Would you look at that!! It looks like Seth Rollins is here after all!! I wonder if Moxley is starting to regret what he just said!!

Corey Graves
Regret what he just said?? The only person that is going to be regretting anything is Seth Rollins!! He’s going to regret ever showing up!!!

Mauro Ronallo
I wouldn’t be so sure Corey, Seth Rollins is rested, healed, and ready to go..  The same can’t be said about Jon Moxley… Well, other than being ready to go..

Moxley is pacing back and forth in the ring, shouting obscenities towards the stage..

Corey Graves
Where is he??..

The theme song cuts, leaving an eerie silence in the arena.. The crowd starts to “ohh” in disappointment as Moxley shakes his head and begins to chuckle.

Jon Fucking Moxley
He’s not coming out here… He doesn’t have the balls.. I called it the Octane after our match at Aftershock… I saw it in his eyes as he was being carted out of the arena… I broke him.. Which is fine and all, except that leaves me without a match. And that’s a fucking problem, because like I always say… I’m here to talk shit, and I’m here to fight.. And I’m almost out of shit to talk about, believe it or not.. So, I’m officially issuing a Final Stand Open Challenge.. Right here.. Right now..



Jon Fucking Moxley
I honestly don’t give a damn who it is at this point.. I just want to fucking fight.. Hell, it can be The Undertaker for all I ca-

Suddenly, the lights turn off and a hush fills the arena….

























A live shot begins playing on screens around this large stadium. We are backstage. We hear footsteps getting closer and closer until they stop. We get a shot of the shoes of a man and slowly begin to scale up the man's leg. We see that the man is wearing a leather vest as we stop on one of the man's vest pockets. Slowly, a hand reaches into the pocket before pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. The man pulls a cigarette from the pack and puts it in his mouth as the camera follows the cigarette with a close shot. The man flips the top of the lighter open, igniting his lighter. He lights the cigarette. We see smoke begin to billow from the tip if the cigarette before the man quickly inhales, taking smoke into his lungs. He holds the smoke in for a moment.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
I don't think this building allows smoking.

He slides the pack and the lighter back into his pocket and makes his way to the other side of his vest. Reaching into another pocket, he pulls out a pair of familiar sunglasses. Sunglasses that have just one single lens that stretches ear to ear. We hear some of the audience inside the stadium go wild as they know exactly who the man is now just by the sunglasses. The man's head quickly turns and the camera quickly shifts over to a stadium security officer.

>>SECURITY<<
Excuse me, sir! This hallway is for authorized personnel only. I'm gonna need to see some identification or else I'm going to have to escort you off the...

Before the security officer can finish his sentence, he is met with a fist directly to the jaw. As the officer is knocked out, we hear a brief laugh from the man.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
We're gonna need more security..

We cut back to a ringside camera as we get a shot of Jon Moxley watching the big screen hanging over the entrance way. The man on the screen exhales, blowing his smoke into the camera. We see Moxley bring his fist to his chin, using his fist turn his head, cracking his neck. Moxley seems to know who this man that is approaching is and begins loosening up, ready for whatever the man on the screen is about to do.

Returning to a hallway backstage, we maintain a close shot of the cigarette burning just beyond the man's mouth. The man continues through the hallway. As he does so, we see the reactions of XWL superstars and staff behind the cigarette of the man. Jaws drop and cellphone pictures are taken as no one was expecting to see this man tonight. After a few seconds, the man passes through a curtain and into a dimly lit room. We see executives and producers sitting behind monitors. We look to be in some sort of control center for the production of tonight's big event. Quickly, the camera pans to someone but not just anyone. It's Edge!

>>EDGE<<
What the hell man?! You're late! You were supposed to make your appearance two segments ago, our sponsors are pissed!

The man responds with a smirk, blowing cigarette smoke from his nose. Edge does not look pleased.

>>EDGE<<
You know what? You're gonna make it up to me. It appears that Rollins isn't here for his match, so I need someone to fill in. So screw the strap match! I need someone that will take Jon Moxley to the EXTREME! So...

Edge reaches out, removing the cigarette from the man's mouth.

>>EDGE<<
Put that cigarette out because you've got a match!

We see the man smile at Edge before speaking.

>>?????????<<
...then hit my music!

As the man walks toward the stage entrance, we see Edge throw the cigarette to the ground. As Edge stomps on it, a familiar voice and theme song can be heard. We are taken back ringside.









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>>COREY GRAVES<<
NO WAY!

The audience erupts as the man's name flashes on screens around the stadium now! We see everyone on their feet now!

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
THE BAD BOY IS BACK!

The audience only gets louder as the man they didn't think they'd see tonight emerges onto the Final Stand stage. In a rush of emotion, we see the man lets out a roar to the audience.



>>MAURO RANALLO<<
After nearly seven long months, The Bad Boy is back!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
I didn't think we would ever see him again! This is incredible.

We see The Bad Boy playing to the XWL fans, running back and forth to each side of the stage. The continue to go crazy.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
I think these people would agree with you, Corey. Just listen to them!

The Bad Boy does a forward roll down the entrance ramp. As he strikes a pose for the fans, his name is announced.



>>MIKE ROME<<
...and his opponent, from Asbury Park, New Jersey... he is THE BAD BOY... JOOOOOEY JAAAAAAAANEEEEEEEELAAAAAAAAA!

Fireworks blast off behind The Bad Boy taking fans by surprise. He pops back up to his feet and begins his way down the long entrance ramp. In the ring, we see Moxley slapping himself in the face as he prepares for the war that he knows he's in for having battled Joey Janela in the past.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Per our general manager, Jon Moxley will no longer be competing in a strap match. Edge wants to give these fans something they will remember for a long time, because this match is now an EXTREME RULES match!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
An extreme rules match with these two?! We've seen what they've done to each other in the past, but tonight?! This is the biggest stage in all of professional wrestling! These two might kill each other!

Ringside now, see get a brief stare down between the two men. Slowly, Janela removes his sunglasses and his leather vest. He throws both to the ground before running and sliding under the bottom rope. Popping up to his feet, Janela wastes little time getting in the face of Jon Moxley. The two stand forehead-to-forehead now, attempt to push the other back but no one is budging. Quickly, the referee step in the middle of the two men and pushes them apart.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
If Janela's fireworks weren't enough for these fans, they're about to get a lot more this match.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
...and that might be literally what happens. I wouldn't put it past these two psychopaths to shoot fireworks at each other!

With the two men separated, the referee calls for the bell.







Corey Graves
Wow!! What a match so far!! I can’t believe that they went all the way backstage and back!!!

Joey Janella has the submission move locked on tight!! Moxley has nowhere to go!! He begins to claw at Joey’s eyes, trying to get him to let go of the submission.

Mauro Ronallo
What a dirty move!!!

Corey Graves
You call it dirty, I call it smart.. This is an Extreme Rules Match!! That’s perfectly legal!!

Moxley can’t seem to shake Joey off of him. “The Bad Boy” sticks out his tongue and smiles, knowing that he has Moxley right where he wants him!!.. Moxley writhes in pain, and the ref asks if he’s had enough, to which he gets an abrupt “Fuck no” as a responce.. Moxley reaches his arms out wildly, desperate trying to find something, anything to grab on to to help him get out of this submission move!!!

Mauro Ronallo
This isn’t looking good for Moxley!!!

Moxley’s body slowly begins to go limp. The ref notices after a few moments and kneels down next to the two competitors to check on the status of Moxley.

Mauro Ronallo
It looks like Moxley might be losing consciousness!! This is exactly how Kevin Owens defeated him two weeks ago!!

Beth Phoenix
That’s right!! Kevin Owens had the Sharpshooter locked on so tight, that Moxley passed out..

Mauro Ronallo
Jon Moxley would rather pass out then tap out!!!

The ref raises Mox’s hand and lets it go, causing it to drop back down to the canvas..

Mauro Ronallo
Oh he’s out..

The ref does it one more time, and once again Moxley’s hand drops to the canvas like a brick.

Mauro Ronallo
He needs to call it..

The ref does it one final time, raising Mox’s hand and letting go...

Mauro Ronallo
It’s over…

Moxley’s hand falls to the canvas. But right as it is about to hit the mat it shoots up into the air balling into a fist. The camera zooms in on Moxley’s face as his eyes shoot open and he bites down hard on Joey’s arm!!!

Corey Graves
Also legal.. Not sanitary though.. Especially with Joey Janella..

Moxley elbows Joey in the bridge of the nose and gauges at his eyes as hard as he can..

Mauro Ronallo
Oh man.. That looked like it hurt..

Both men use the ropes to get to their feet. Joey is still holding his eyes in pain as he swings wildly at Moxley who easily dodges it and connects with a kick to the gut, followed by a Dirty Deeds!!! He goes for the cover…

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Wait no!! Joey is able to somehow kick out right before the ref was able to count three!!! The crowd goes wild as Moxley slams the mat, not believing that The Bad Boy was able to kick out of that.. He stumbles towards one of the corners and stares right into one of the cameras and shouts “HEY SETH… THIS ONE’S FOR YOU!!”... He then gives the double hand guns to Janella, who is on his hands and knees, trying to get to his feet.



Mauro Ronallo
Wait a minute… He’s not going to…

Corey Graves
Oh yes he is…!!




Moxley charges and delivers a curb stomp to Janella, slamming his head into the canvas with a sickening thud!!!!

Mauro Ronallo
Ohh… Did you hear the sound of Joey’s head hitting the mat…

Corey Graves
I bet Seth Rollins was able to hear it from home!!!

Moxley goes for the cover…

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RKO! RKO OUTTA NOWHERE! MOXLEY IS DOWN!

[MAURO RANALLO]
MAMA MIA! RANDY ORTON IS HERE! RANDY ORTON IS AT FINAL STAND!

The Canadians in attendance - every last one of them -  jump to their feet and cheer loudly for the appearance of the Viper as he shuts Jon Moxley up. Randy Orton rips the sleeveless zip-up hoodie from his body and tosses it away. Randy shouts at the grounded superstar, shouting ‘YOU STUPID, STUPID MOTHER FUCKER’ at him which the cameras clearly pick up. We’ve witnessed weeks of Randy Orton teasing that he was going to ‘collect his debt’ from someone on the roster and now it made sense because that someone was Jon Moxley.

[COREY GRAVES]
I think I understand why Randy Orton has targeted Moxley here. For those unaware, years ago, Jon Moxley - under a different name at the time - took away the World Heavyweight Championship from Randy Orton and the Authority. Randy Orton never got his rematch for the championship. Jon Moxley took the World Heavyweight Championship and ran but run as you must for the snake as caught up to you, Jon Moxley, and now you must pay.

[BETH PHOENIX]
I should’ve known there was a reason behind this. Some people never forget.

Orton runs his hands over his head as he begins to laugh. Clearly, that felt so good. Years of build-up and waiting for the most opportune moment to strike. Years of watching Moxley parade around this company whether it be as the anti-Authority here, member of the Bullet Club, or now member of the Enterprise have paid off. Randy Orton has struck first and Jon Moxley clearly didn’t even see that coming.



[MAURO RANALLO]
I wonder how Moxley and the rest of the Enterprise are going to respond to this because Randy Orton has fired the first shot, like Han Solo in Star Wars: A New Hope.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Randy is a close family friend of mine and I worry he’s gotten in over his head already. Daniel Bryan. Robert Roode. Two incredible, world-class athletes. What’s going to happen if the both of them come after Randy? Randy has no friends here because Adam and I have to be impartial at all times. We cannot interfere in his business.

[COREY GRAVES]
So, you and your husband would just let Randy get attacked by three men if that’s what this leads to?

[BETH PHOENIX]
Sadly, yes, because like I said: we are impartial here. Randy isn’t that family friend who’s held our children when XWL is live.

The Apex Predator begins to leave the ring with Moxley laying in it. Randy begins to walk up the entrance ramp. And then he gets about a quarter of the way up the ramp when he looks up at the titantron and the smirk that was on his face begins to fade as he sees the cameras focused on the ring. It’s about Jon Moxley. He’s begun to stir already. It looks like he’s as indestructible as he acts because the RKO might’ve taken him down but it doesn’t look like it’s going to keep him down despite the grueling match he was just in against Joey Janela. Jon Moxley couldn’t be kept down. Randy rubs his hand over his face as he curses once again, muttering ‘this son-of-a-bitch’ underneath his breath. Randy turns around and marches back to the ring with the cheers of the crowd behind him. He slithers into the ring and he stares at Mox. The look on the face of the former World Heavyweight Champion begins to change. His breathing begins to pick up and Randy looks like he’s going to a place that he hasn’t been a while now.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Randy, no. Don’t do this.

Randy begins to stand to his feet now as Moxley begins to struggle to his hands and knees. What then comes next brings another reaction out of the audience. Randy begins to back up into the corner until his back is pressed against the turnbuckle. His fingers wrap around the ropes until his knuckles are turning a shade of white.

[MAURO RANALLO]
We know what’s about to come next.

[BETH PHOENIX]
We need security out here right now. I’m not letting Randy do this.

He jerks his body forward, shouting ‘COME ON’ at Moxley. Security begins to run out from the back but they aren’t fast enough because as soon as Moxley gets onto his hands and his knees, Randy charges at him…


































AND PUNTS HIM IN THE HEAD! THE CROWD EXPLODES IN CHEERS!

[BETH PHOENIX]
Dammit Randy!

[COREY GRAVES]
Mox is out! He’s not even moving anymore!

Orton’s feeling it after that as his eyes glance down at Moxley before lifting to the security. As they try to enter the ring, Orton quickly slides out of the ring and escapes from the security through the crowd. Members of the audience praise him as he walks by them and some even reach out to pat him on the back or on the shoulder. Randy doesn’t look back until he creates enough of a distance between himself and the ring. That smirk once again returns and then he raises his arms and poses as his theme once again roars throughout the arena.



Final Stand then fades away to a hype video for tonight’s main event.

As the twelfth anniversary of Final Stand rolls on, a match graphic appears on screens throughout the Rogers Centre. The huge audience can be heard cheering, ready for the two men in the graphic to go head-to-head!



>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Yes ladies and gentlemen, your eyes do not deceive you! It is indeed time for a match up everyone has been buzzing about! It is now time for The Hangman to go one-on-one with The Bastard!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Oh, I can't wait for this! Let's go!



A roar of boos flow across the sea of people in attendance for this massive event. Slowly creeping his way out onto the large stage, 'The Bastard' PAC looks out into the audience. We see that 'The Bastard' has changed his ring gear slightly for this big event. Instead of his normal all black gear, he wears a shade of purple. Similar to his early XWL days when he went by the name Neville, a name that 'The Bastard' claimed to have died a long time ago. Letting out a lion-like roar, PAC storms down the large entrance ramp.



>>MIKE ROME<<
This next bout is scheduled for One-Fall! Approaching the ring first from Newcastle upon Tyne, England... weighing in at 206 pounds... he is The Bastard... PAC!

Similar to a few weeks ago on Octane, a beautiful fireworks display blast off behind but 'The Bastard' doesn't give a damn. He continues toward the ring, ready to teach a man he claims to be "just a fan" a lesson.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
PAC may not like what just happened behind him, but you've gotta believe this bout is going to be well... fireworks!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Corny jokes aside, these two men have been at each other's throats!

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
And unfortunately it turned extremely personal when PAC attacked my close friend and one of Hangman's mentors, Christian.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
You've gotta believe the Hangman is out for revenge here tonight!

Sliding under the bottom rope of what he believes to be HIS ring, 'The Bastard' PAC springs up to his feet. We see him confidentially step around HIS ring as he awaits the arrival of the man that has been calling him out for week! The Bastard waits for The Hangman.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
This is one of the matches that Edge and I have been persona-.. Wait a minute.. Where is security!! What do we pay them for if a fan is just able to jump the barricade like that!!

Sure enough it looks like a fan just hopped the barricade and is charging towards the ring!! He is wearing a hoodie with the hood up in hopes to hide himself from security so that he can reach PAC and give him a piece of his mind.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Oh wow!! These fans must really hate PAC!!! I knew that they thought he was a Bastard, but I didn’t realize it went this far..

Security thankfully surrounds the fan before he is able to make it into the ring. PAC, seeing that the security have control of the situation, begins to strut around the ring and mock the fan as he begins to get dragged away.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Wow.. You don’t see that everyda-.. OHH!!

The camera cuts back to the fan, who was able to shove off the security members. He tears his hoodie off and charges at the ring once again, this time there is no one in between him and PAC!!

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Wait a minute…

The camera zooms in and we can see that…











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With the referee down, Hangman risks getting disqualified and swings the chair at the skull of The Bastard. Quickly, we see PAC perform a forward roll, evading the incoming blow from the Hangman. Springing up next to the downed referee, we see Hangman turn to face his opponent once again.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Look at the quickness of PAC!

Seeing his opportunity PAC drops down and lands a hard drop kick to the knees of the Hangman. Once again to his feet, PAC notices the steel chair that is now laying on the mat between he and his opponent.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
No... he's not gonna...

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Anything is legal if the ref doesn't see it, Mauro!

Looking over at the referee, checking if he’s still down, The Bastard begins to smile. Slowly, he reaches down for the chair. While picking it up, the two opponents make eye contact. We hear The Bastard deliver a sinister message to The Hangman.


This is where your pathetic dream ends!

Taking a step forward, PAC swings the chair horizontally toward the head of ‘Hangman’ Adam Page. As if he is in the Matrix, we see Hangman lean backwards. He just barely avoids possible decapitation before springing up to his feet. The force of the chair swing spins PAC around for a moment. As The Bastard turns back toward Page, he is met with a hard closed right hand that sends he and the steel chair to the mat.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
The cat-like reflexes of Hangman Page and a right-hand Tyson Fury would be proud of!

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
PAC almost took his head off!

After a few moments, we see a confused referee make it back to his feet. The Hangman brings The Bastard back to his feet.












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”Hangman” looks down at PAC and then out towards the crowd, causing the fans to get to their feet and cheer. They want nothing more than to watch PAC be embarrassed by this “rookie”, who is slowly developing a soft spot in the hearts of the XWL Universe.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
He better hurry up…

The cheers of the crowd quickly turn to a disappointed “ohh” as PAC is able to use his veteran wherewithal to roll out of the ring, and to the outside.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
You see!! That’s the difference between PAC and Adam Page. PAC has been doing this for years, he’s a veteran of this business. Adam Page made a rookie mistake, giving PAC time to ro-



”Hangman” Adam Page doesn’t skip a beat, moonsaulting from the top rope all the way to the outside, landing right onto PAC who was using the barricade to get to this feet!! The crowd goes absolutely nuts!!

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
You were saying Corey??!?

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Shut up Mauro, nobody likes you...

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
I like you Mauro.

”Hangman” tosses PAC into the ring and slides in after him before going for the pin…

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Kickout!!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
It’s going to take a lot more than that to keep PAC down!! He’s not like the chumps that Adam Page has been competing against in that stupid reality show, this is XWL, and the “Hangman” is going to learn the hard way that he is way out of his league here!!!

”Hangman” gets to one knee and looks out at the cheering crowd. He takes a deep breath and gets to his feet, looking over at PAC who also has gotten to his feet. PAC smirks and begins to clap in a mocking fashion at Adam, pretending to be impressed by the moonsault. He walks right up to “Hangman”, smiling and clapping, before delivering a swift slap right across Adam’s face!!! He shoves his finger in “Hangman’s” chest and shouts “YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED ON THAT REALITY SHOW!!” He slaps “Hangman” once again, hard across the face.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Adam Page has no right to be in the same ring as someone as talented as PAC.

PAC goes to slap “Hangman” a third time but Adam is able to grab ahold of The Bastard’s wrist, and glares down at the man who put his mentor in the hospital last week.. Page unleashes with a hard knife edge chop, leaving a red mark on PAC’s chest!! He hits him with another one, causing PAC to stumble back in pain, clutching his chest!! “HOW’S THAT FOR A ROOKIE” Adam connects with a punch to the temple, and follows it up with another one, driving PAC against the ropes!! The Bastard quickly slides in between the ropes so that his upper body is on the outside of the ring. He shouts at the referee to back “Hangman” off of him. The ref quickly gets in between “Hangman” and PAC, trying to create some room. Adam reaches past the refs shoulders, trying to grab a hold of PAC, but The Bastard is able to connect with a poke to the eyes to his opponent, right over the referee’s shoulder so that he couldn’t see it happen!!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Another veteran move!!

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
A veteran move? Is that what we’re calling that??

”Hangman” blindly swings at PAC with an elbow…











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Seeing his opponent laid out on the mat below him, The Bastard forms a sick grin that stretches across his face. Perched on the top rope, The Bastard slowly rises to a standing position. Quickly, he throws the weight of his body backward while leaping from the top turnbuckle. As The Bastard soars through the Toronto sky, we hear boos. The fans are not happy with the incoming outcome of this bout. ‘The Bastard’ PAC comes crashing down toward Hangman Page.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Black Arrow!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
No!

At the very last second, we see Hangman get a boot up. The boot connects with the face of The Bastard, stiffening up the Englishman for a moment before he stumbles back into corner. Feeling a sudden rush of adrenaline, the Hangman kips-up to his feet. The entire stadium goes wild!

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
These fans are going crazy!

Hangman sprints to opposite corner of the ring, turning and bouncing off turnbuckles. He charges toward The Bastard before connecting with a thudding elbow to the jaw of PAC. PAC collapses out of the corner, landing in the center of the ring. Still feeling the energy of the roaring audience, Hangman speeds toward the ropes. He bounces of them with such force, we hear the ropes crackle. Nearing his downed opponent, Hangman springs into the air and flips backward hitting a standing shooting star press on The Bastard.



>>MAURO RANALLO<<
STANDING SHOOTING STAR!

Hangman goes for the cover.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
This could be it!



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PAC kicks out at two! Hangman looks stunned.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Close, but no cigar for The Hangman!

Hangman grabs the hair of The Bastard, ripping his rival up from the mat. Suddenly, Hangman as forced back by a charging PAC. PAC pushes Hangman toward the ropes but unfortunately, the back of Hangman Page collides with the third man in the ring!

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Down goes our XWL official!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
I swear, these refs are made of glass!

We see the referee’s head clatter off the middle rope, knocking him unconscious. Not even realizing the referee has gone down, the two men begin to brawl in the corner. Hangman lands shots to the back of PAC, knocking The Bastard down to one knee. Once again, Hangman grabs the hair of his opponent but his hand his smacked away. PAC displays his speed once again, spring to his feet and then into the air. He connect with a hard step-up enziguri that sends Hangman through the ropes and out of the ring.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
Ouch!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
That'll knock a tooth loose!

We see Hangman downed to one knee on the outside. Inside, we see PAC ready to take flight as he holds the top rope with both hands. He calls for the Hangman to stand up.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Looks like we're about to have a flying Bastard!

As Hangman stumbles back to his feet, we see PAC jump. The Bastard pulls himself up using the top rope. Replacing his grip on the top rope with the soles of his boots, PAC leaps off the top rope. He flips forward through the air. We can see Hangman’s eyes light up for a split second. Three things could happen in this next moment. Hangman could accept his fate and be taken out with whatever creative move The Bastard is attempting. He could get out of The Bastard’s path at the last second… or…

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
Oh my god!

The audience roars once again as Hangman Page has just caught PAC out of the air, dropping him to the floor below with a vicious powerbomb!

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
DID YOU HEAR THAT?!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
I did, but I don’t think The Bastard is hearing anything right about now!

Using a lot of energy from that powerbomb, Page falls backward. He sits on the patch of concrete between the entrance ramp and the mat that surrounds the ring. After a few seconds, we see his ears perk up as he begins to hear something he only thought he’d hear in his dreams just a few short months ago. We hear the entire Final Stand audience chanting “Hangman! Hangman! Hangman!” as they show their support for the XWL newcomer.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
Talk about a nod of approval from the XWL faithful!

Hangman pops back up to his feet and makes his way over to the nearest fan. We see this fan hold a cup over the barricade in Hangman’s direction. Hangman looks in the cup for a moment before accepting it from the fan. As the Toronto crowd continues to cheer, we see Hangman chug the contents of the cup!



>>BETH PHOENIX<<
Now I don’t know about this one guys. There’s a time and place for a drink, but he really shouldn’t take his eyes off…

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
SUPERKICK!

A cracking superkick is heard around the stadium! We see beer fly out of Hangman Page’s mouth, the cup flying back into the audience where it came from. Hangman crumbles, smacking the back of his head against the barricade. Being The Bastard that he is, PAC turns and spits on the fan that handed the cup to Hangman. The audience is livid now as we hear PAC shout…


Fuck off!

Turning his back on the audience, PAC makes his way over to the ring. He pulls up the ring skirt and begins searching for something.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
What could he be looking for?

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
Whatever it is, it’s not legal! This is a normal one-on-one contest!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
With the referee down, I don’t think PAC gives a damn what’s legal or not.

Some of the audience members begin to cheer as The Bastard pulls a large object from under the ring.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
A TABLE?!

Quickly, PAC gets to work building the table. He flips the table upside down and begins pulling up the closed legs. He locks the first leg in place and begins on the second one until he is stopped by a boot to the head. PAC drops to a knee as the larger Hangman Page stands over him. Hangman lands another hard right hand to the side of PAC’s head causing The Bastard to slump over. Sudden confusion comes over Hangman Page. He looks down at the table, tilting his head as if wondering “Where the hell did this thing come from?” Hangman simply shrugs his shoulder and throws his hands up as if to say “Hey, what the hell.” We now see Hangman lock the second table leg into place and flip the table right side up. He looks at the table for a moment, then to his opponent.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Wonder what he has in mind?

Hangman brings The Bastard to his feet. He guides the shorter man toward the table by his head but before he can reach it, PAC spins around and connects with a sharp back elbow that dazes Page. Grabbing Hangman by the head now, PAC slams his opponents head off the table! He doesn’t do it once though, but twice and even a third time until Hangman is sprawled out across the table. Lifting Hangman’s legs up onto the table, PAC realizes the opportunity that is now in front of him. PAC wants to take Hangman out. Quickly, PAC hurries to the nearest corner of the ring and begins to scale it.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
This can’t be good for Page here.

Getting a second wind, The Bastard leaps to the top rope and faces the opponent laid out on the outside of the ring. Around the stadium, fans rise to their feet. We see almost all of them pulling out their cellphones to capture videos and pictures, knowing they are about to witness a huge moment. PAC leaps from the top rope, arching his body backward.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
NO!



‘The Bastard’ PAC puts ‘Hangman’ Adam Page through a table with a Shooting Star Press!

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
MAMMA MIA! What a Shooting Star!

“HOLY SHIT!” chants break out around the stadium. The two men lay on the wreckage for a moment as we see the referee has begun to stir in the ring.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
PAC might have just taken himself out!

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Ever since Hangman Page arrived on the scene, ‘The Bastard’ PAC has been claiming he was going to end Hangman’s career before it even started. We might have just witnessed that here tonight!

The XWL official makes it back to his feet. Still a little dazed, he see’s the carnage outside of the ring. He turns around toward the timekeeper’s area, ready to call off the match. He does not do this however, realizing this is the biggest show of the year. Surely this match can’t end in a no contest. Confused, unsure of how a table came into play this match, the referee begins counting both men out.




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We see ‘The Bastard’ PAC begin to shake his head in an attempt to regain focus as he quickly realizes what is happening.




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>>MAURO RANALLO<<
Are we going to see a double count out here at Final Stand?




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We see PAC crawl toward the side of the ring where he pulled the table from moments ago. Using the ring skirt, he begins pulling himself back to his feet.




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>>BETH PHOENIX<<
Oh, come on! Not like this! Hangman’s gotta get up!




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To his feet, PAC hurries under the bottom rope. As he rolls into the ring, we hear a roar of boos from the audience. This is not how they want this match to end and who could blame them?




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>>COREY GRAVES<<
Like it or not, a count out victory is still a victory at the end of the day.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
But surely this isn’t how PAC wants to win this match here tonight?

>>COREY GRAVES<<
I don’t think PAC cares as long as he gets his hand raised.




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Back to his feet, PAC faces away from his downed opponent outside the ring. He looks out into the audience once more. We hear him shout a few words to the audience booing him.


I TOLD YOU! I TOLD EACH AND EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!




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HE IS NOT ON MY LEVEL! NO ONE IS ONE MY LEVEL!




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The audience’s boos suddenly turn to cheers as something seems to be happening behind The Bastard’s back. For now though, we only get a shot of The Bastard’s face. Over his shoulder, we see audience members jumping up and down with joy. Quickly, we see the referee step out of frame. Still looking over his shoulder we see the pissed off face of ‘Hangman’ Adam Page rising into the picture. With his back still turned to his opponent, PAC lowers his arms to his side. Realizing the referee has stopped counting can only mean one thing. The Bastard sighs and turns to face the fate that awaits him. In the split second it took for the shorter man to turn around, Hangman Page is already mid-flip over the top rope. Landing back onto the soles of his boots, Hangman stiffens up his right arm and faces the inner side of his forearm toward his rival.

Camera flashes light up the entire arena for a single moment as the inner side of Hangman’s forearm drives into the neck of The Bastard. A blow so forceful, it causes The Bastard to twist in the air before landing on his face.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
BUCKSHOT LARIAT!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
IT’S OVER!

Hangman pushes PAC to his back and hooks PAC’s outside leg for the cover! The referee drops down near the shoulders of The Bastard and begins to count.




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>>MAURO RANALLO<<
NO!

As The Bastard gets his shoulder up at the very last second, Hangman lays there stunned.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
What is it going to take? PAC just kicked out of Hangman’s best move!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
What will it take for either of these men to keep the other down. They have pulled out all the stops tonight but neither man will give!

Breathing heavily now, Hangman makes his way back to a knee. He looks down at the Bastard in front of him and shakes his head, not believing PAC just kicked out of his Buckshot Lariat. Ignoring the referee’s warning, Hangman lifts PAC up by his long sweat soaked hair. He looks out towards the crowd, all of whom are on their feet and chanting his name!! He brings PAC’s face right up next to his own and shouts; “THIS ONE’S FOR CHRISTIAN!!” He then spins PAC around and grabs ahold of both of his arms

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
Wait a second that looks like…

The crowd goes wild as ”Hangman” has PAC in position for Christian’s famous finishing maneuver!!

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
It is!!! He has him set up for The Killswitch!! I haven’t seen that in a long time!!

”Hangman” Adam Page hits The Killswitch on PAC in front of the cheering Canadian crowd!!! He rolls The Bastard over and goes for the pin!!!




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Wait!! At the last second PAC was able to put his foot on the rope!! The referee was able to notice it in time, pointing to the foot as “Hangman” looks at him in shock!!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Adam Page can’t believe that PAC was able to get his foot on the rope!!

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
I can’t believe that PAC was able to put his foot on the rope after that!!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
Well, that’s why PAC is the veteran, and “Hangman” Adam Page is just a rookie, making yet another rookie mistake!!!

Adam Page slowly gets to his feet, dragging PAC up with him. All of a sudden “The Bastard” is able to shove “Hangman” off of him and…











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>>MAURO RANALLO<<
PAC’S HURT!

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
CAN HANGMAN CAPITALIZE?!

As The Bastard drops to his knee, injured by the right-hand of the Hangman. Hangman Page sees his moment to strike! He charges his downed opponent. He’s gonna do it! He’s gonna finish off The Bastard here at Final Stand! Hangman is about to make himself a superstar!









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The audience erupts, disgusted by what ‘The Bastard’ PAC has just done. We see the referee turn, calling for the bell.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
NO!

>>COREY GRAVES<<
WHAT THE HELL?!

Hangman Page lays face down writhing in pain. He kicks the canvas below him, holding his groin.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
That son of a bitch, PAC! This was about to be Hangman’s moment!

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
I’m disgusted! I can’t believe PAC would do this!

As the audience shouts insults at this man still on one knee, we see The Bastard stare blankly across the ring. He doesn’t blink. He doesn’t react to the audience or the man laying in front of him. PAC just stares ahead of him.

>>MIKE ROME<<
Ladies and gentlemen, your winner by disqualification… ‘HANGMAN’ ADAM PAGE!

This announcement gets a mixed response from the crowd. Some cheer for Hangman after he just gave everything he had to beat PAC. The others boo but not at Hangman, but at the way this match ended. The people continue to boo The Bastard as we see two members of the XWL medical staff slide into the ring to check on The Hangman. The stare of The Bastard is finally broken as he notices the medical staff in the ring, quickly The Bastard breaks down. He doesn’t break down into tears. We see PAC begin to laugh at the situation, slowly making it back to his feet.

>>BETH PHOENIX<<
...and now he’s laughing. This is biggest stage in professional wrestling. He gets himself disqualified and now he’s laughing?!

Looking down on the man he just low-blowed, The Bastard spits down on his rival. The referee has seen enough of PAC’s unsportsmanlike behavior. The referee gets in the face of The Bastard, demanding he leave the ring. We see The Bastard’s grin turn to a scowl as he takes a swing at the referee now.



>>BETH PHOENIX<<
Oh come on! He can't do that!

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
You're damn right he can't! That's an XWL Official!

The Bastard stands over the referee for a moment before looking out into the booing audience. Making sure ever last person in this stadium hates the only man left standing in the ring, PAC turns and exits through the top and middle rope, dropping to the floor below.

>>COREY GRAVES<<
I think The Bastard has a fine or maybe something even worse coming his way after what he just did.

As Hangman Page continues to receive medical attention, The Bastard makes his way up the long entrance ramp. For a few seconds, he stops. He looks back at his rival that is still laying in the ring. This brings a smile to PAC's face. He turns and continues up the ramp as we see fans have begun throwing trash in his direction.

>>MAURO RANALLO<<
In all my years of calling combat sports, I don't believe there has ever been a time where I have been as disgusted as I am right now!

Only hearing the sounds of a booing audience, we watch PAC exit through the back. Final Stand fades to a quick advertisement for the next line of XWL action figures coming to stores very soon.

We're swept away from The Rogers Centre where Final Stand XII is coming LIVE for the twelfth anniversary spectacle, to an oceanic backdrop, cascading waves echoing as the moon serves as the only source of light bouncing off of the beautiful blues of the water. It's a far cry from where tonight's show is being held, a show that is touted as the biggest show of the entire year...so I suppose it should come at no surprise that ANYTHING, including being transported to the ocean itself...is certainly possible of happening on a night like this. But our eyes aren't just treated to this wondrous sight of sparkling water and a moonlit ambiance...there seems to be something in the distance...but what would you find in the middle of an ocean? A whale? A dolphin? A shark? Perhaps someone that's escaped a island they were stranded on and we're now their hero to take them to safety? No, what we see...is a ship!

Barreling through the choppy waters, navigating them with ease...it's clear whoever is captaining this ship knows not only these seas very well, but how to steer clear of any danger these mysterious waters might throw their way. As the ship comes closer it's your standard wooden structure, the typical look of a normal ship. But what isn't typical, are the cannons sticking out of 3 openings on each side, this distinction is typically reserved for, well...pirates? We've all seen them in the movies, some dark and scary others noble with a bit of an edge to them...but it's pretty clear this is indeed a pirate ship. The question is, what do pirates have to do with this show? Does a Superstar among us have a bounty on their head? Rivalries certainly are getting far too personal if that's the case...but before our minds are taken to such ridiculous assumptions...the camera is able to focus in on the sail of the ship, it's a beautiful shade of red which pairs nicely with the dark shade of wood the ship has been built with. And on that red background there's some sort of a logo...what looks to be a captain's wheel etched in a golden color, and placed on top of that wheel is a pirate hat...but what's most intriguing of all is under that hat are two sides of what look to be pigtails...and on the left and right of that captain's wheel are the back of two hands.

At this point it's unmistakable, that's each of the logos belonging to Alexa Bliss and Kairi Sane combined together, just as their reign as North American Champion has been together. Combing their own individual aspirations of being Champions and sharing a title reign as they enter tonight just as they did one year ago, still together and dare we say...better than ever. It's clear now who must be captaining this ship, The Pirate Princess Kairi Sane. Sailing these seas no doubt for a destination that threatens their treasure aboard. The North American Championship is in jeopardy, as a lethal dosage of uncertainty looms in the dark skies ahead. With the camera shifting into more of a point of view frame, the choppy yet manageable waters the ship currently navigated...are far far more treacherous ahead. Especially with what look to be three twisters in the middle of their path, with lightning striking the seas around them. The clouds are so dark ahead that there seems to be no hope for easy travels...much less a successful venture. The last thing we see before we abruptly cut away, is a massive wave rising up upon them...threatening to wreck their ship, and send them to the bottom of the sinister seas like many travelers before them.



With that near brush with death now in their proverbial rear view mirror, the theme of one half of the Co-North American Champions begins to play, two things becoming apparent: the pair of Champions have avoided defending their Championships in Davy Jones' locker and the live audience in attendance in the Rogers Centre comes alive as Kairi Sane's theme fills the Canadian air. The pair of Champions in Alexa Bliss and Kairi Sane find themselves in a unique position here tonight, a double sided gauntlet match for the North American Championship, a first for the Championship in question, or any other Championship for that matter but a much needed solution for the equation that is having two women holding the same Championship, at least in the eyes of the man that made this concept into a reality in Edge. Then again, everything about this situation has been unique to say the least, so what better way to settle this than the appropriately named Lethal Lottery. The question is, which of these Champions is starting the match?

As we await the anticipated answer to the asked question, the main camera repositions its focus, showing the over the top stage design befitting a night like Final Stand for a few brief moments before the focus is taken from the stage to the object near it in the form of a full sized pirate ship, looking virtually identical to the one shown in the video that played moments ago. The red sails atop the ship alongside the darkened wood wrapping around the frame that is the hull to the beautifully etched and customized logo upon the sails themselves, if the elaborate entrances and attires from earlier in the night weren't enough to scream “Final Stand,” then this sure as hell has all the bells and whistles to change that thought instantly. The ship is slowly rolled out from its former resting place, masterfully hidden behind the stage design, and finds its way into the view of the sold out crowd, the cheers and positive energy directed at the Champions pours onto the deck of the ship, luckily they're on solid ground or this ship may have been sunk almost immediately.

It doesn't take long for us to spot the Co-Champions, each holding either side of the wheel that's steering the ship while wearing their matching attires, a lovely gold base interlaced with red accents throughout, much like the sails of their ship, matching attires seems to be the order of the day aboard the S.S. Friend-SHIP. This isn't Alexa and Kairi's first rodeo, much less at the Showcase of the Immortals in Final Stand itself. At least year's event, they found themselves in Last Team Standing match, the second ever match of its kind and a victorious outing for the now Co-Champions but also a much needed step in not only their friendship but also in their mission to each hold a Championship simultaneously with the other. While this wasn't on the roadmap to fulfilling that mission, neither are complaining at the result. If anything, it made their bond stronger than ever before, if that was even possible to begin with. Not only did they prove all the naysayers wrong because surely they would have to fight one another to become Champion, Kairi looking to win her first North American Championship while Alexa was looking to regain the Championship she never lost for a historic third time, they also proved that their bond and their cunning is at a level that is nigh unreachable, both women pulling down the Championship at Aftershock, setting in motion the match we have scheduled here tonight.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
The Co-North American Champions making their way out, or should I say sailing their way out!

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Final Stand is all about upping your game from your ring work to your entrance itself and if this entrance is anything to go by I'd say the team of Five Feet Of Friend-SHIP are here to protect that which is their "treasure."

The ship comes to a halt off the side of the stage, the women behind the wheel making their way onto the conveniently placed plank hanging off the side, waving towards the cheering onlookers as both women look to defend their Championships for the first time here tonight. When they reach their destination, the pair of best friends begin having a conversation with one another, clearly inaudible to anybody outside of five feet from them due to not only the cheers but also Kairi's theme still playing in the background, but judging from Alexa's hand motions and gestures, there seems to have been a miscommunication on how to disembark from the ship itself to get on the ramp. With a smile on her face, Kairi waves off this dilemma and walks a few steps away from the scene, reaching the crow's nest and returning to her former location with a rope in her hand, extending it towards Alexa, who quizzically reaches for it, unsure of what this solves.

[[Corey Graves]]
Is...is she expecting Alexa to swing off of the ship? That doesn't sound at all safe...

[[Beth Phoenix]]
When in Rome visit the museum of pasta...and when on a pirate ship...swing your way off the ship...right, Mauro?

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Absolutely, I could never personally do it myself but tonight is all about risk and reward that can come if that risk pays off...so why not start your night off with a risk to get rid of the jitters and look cool while doing so!

Kairi begins to move her arms back and forth, mimicking the motion that Bliss will soon find herself in to make it safely onto the stage, to which her fellow Co-Champion quickly responds by rapidly shaking her head back and forth, clearly not a fan of the idea. A few more moments of conversation between best friends ensues before Kairi once again leaves the immediate area and finds herself in the confines of the ships, disappearing from sight for a few moments before she climbs back up the stairs and finds her way back onto the deck, this time, with a treasure chest in hand. It's not large by any stretch of the word but it's big enough to where it has at least some weigh behind it, but not large enough to where you can't carry it under your arm. The Pirate Princess hands the chest over to Alexa, who places it under her arm while still gripping the rope with the other, angling herself to where she has the chest snugly wrapped under her arm but has both hands around the rope. Kairi begins a visual countdown as Alexa lines herself up with the stage, raising one finger up into the air that causes Bliss to nod as she prepares to either sink or swim. As Kairi's second finger begins to extend to become parallel with the first, she shoves Alexa off the plank, causing Little Miss Champion to swing through the air against her will.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Ready or not, there Little Miss Bliss goes!

[[Corey Graves]]
God for her sake she better stick the landing or their plan of having Alexa start this match is going to fail immediately.

The audience looks toward the stage, anxiously watching as Alexa Bliss swings off of the ship, and....STICKS THE LANDING! She plants both feet with a massive look of relief as she lands at the top of the stage to a loud "pop!" of support from the sold out arena. As soon as she takes a second to thank her lucky stars that she didn't screw that up she raises up the hand that was clinging to the rope throwing the back of her hand into the air as she strikes her signature pose with the small treasure chest in her other arm signaling the start of her own music.



She looks back toward the ship as Kairi no longer stands where she once stood, in fact there seems to be some rustling but we can't quite make out what's happening. Alexa knowing she can't really ponder what she's up to keeps her pose fully in place as a small pedestal rises up to the right of her which she soon places the treasure chest on and steps slightly behind it as she slowly begins to open it. The golden beauty of her attire mixed with the stunning shade of red is perfectly met by the reveal of The North American Championship residing in the treasure chest, surrounded by gold coins that looks to have the same combined logo that was on the sail of their ship.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
There it is, The North American Championship, a title that in the last year has truly lived up to the hopes of The Women that paved the way for it to now exist. It is the thing that has brought more competitive fire within this division and a huge reason for that is the rivalry between Alexa and Mandy Rose which not only was critically acclaimed, but universally within our audience as well.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
And in the finale of that rivalry, Alexa not only claimed that treasure cementing her placement in this scene ever since as a huge staple...but also won back the job of her fellow Co-Champion which she defends with tonight in Lethal Lottery.

[[Corey Graves]]
The pressure was on back at Cyberslam, but tonight dare I say it is even greater because while she didn't let her down then...tonight could be easily a whole different story. Imagine if Alexa loses in the first round? That leaves their reign solely on Kairi's shoulders to maintain...and sure, maybe she might get through one Woman, maybe I'll even stretch it and possibly say two...but THREE? No Champion no matter how good they are could overcome those odds.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Getting a little ahead of yourself there, Corey. Lethal Lottery is a big challenge that's why my husband made this match but all five Women involved both challengers and the champions are capable of doing great things this evening. It's just a matter of who, and how.

Alexa eyes her beloved treasure, before looking back to the ship she entered on, and the camera rises up slowly revealing Kairi's whereabouts...she's now located in the crow's nest watching Alexa proudly with the aid of her trusty spyglass! Alexa excitedly waves at Kairi before reaching inside of the chest and pulling The North American Championship out of it, and into both hands. This is the title that ended her inability to be a Champion. For years she failed, not only at winning to get in that spot in the few opportunities she was afforded...but even getting the opportunities that other Women got. So as she looks at her title, you have to believe this is all coming full circle for her...it's the first time she's entered out onto a massive stage like this as a Champion. After smiling quite widely she raised The North American Title into the air, lowering it slowly behind her head and resting it on her shoulder as she strikes her signature pose as a Champion. A pose that once hit brings about an explosive display of pyrotechnics behind her creating a truly grand image.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
The 2019 Female Superstar Of The Year of course starting this title match off with one of the challengers. Beth can you talk to us about the process in which this unique match is going to play out?

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Essentially, it's a double sided gauntlet, where once one competitor from one side has been eliminated, the next on their side will come out to combat the competitor that was victorious. Our idea wanted us to always have a Champion facing a Challenger especially given the unique element that is having two North American Champions.

[[Corey Graves]]
So if for instance...the person who starts out with Alexa were to eliminate her, Kairi would be next to enter, right?

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Yes, and if Kairi were to be eliminated? The match isn't over, because there's still competitors left overall. So that winner would then face the rest of their side's remaining "gauntlet."

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Sound's like a tough night ahead for all of these Women.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Well with our stance on titles, we want to constantly provide the best people to represent them...and ultimately the best way to do that is to be pushed to the level that a match like this will push you to. Yes there's a luck element involved with regard to who enters when, but basically it's a way to completely exhaust all elements that might bring about doubt. For instance if we had done a four way or five way match...there's always the case of people not being pinned...or if we did an elimination match...the match was never one on one to begin with so you have that circumstance that allows for the losers of that match to quite frankly hog up a title scene they truly should have been removed from. It's been an issue for XWL before, people want fresh challengers but things happen and you try to be fair. So this just completely cuts that situation out of things.

[[Corey Graves]]
So what you're saying is...if any of the challengers lose tonight they have no grounds to request a rematch?

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Request? No. Wrestle in a future Number One Contenders Match? Maybe. But that's a very loose maybe because with the Women being introduced tonight, next week and the weeks to come? The Women's Division is about to approach it's next big boom...and tonight's losers might find themselves at the back of the soon to be long line ahead.

Alexa's now heading down the ramp, passing fans along the way rallying her on as she readies herself for the massive task ahead. But as she carries The North American Championship over her shoulder, she doesn't look nervous...but rather, ready. Of sound mind, body, and spirit for whatever this night will try and bring her way. She knows the three challengers, she's wrestled all three of them, and while each night could bring something new she's grown so much as a competitor that she trusts in herself to be able to face something like this. It's likely why she and Kairi agreed on her beginning this match. Kairi has been there for her so much, and just like Kairi led their charge in The Last Team Standing Match last year...she wants to take the reins tonight to carry the weight of this massive burden on her shoulders. Reaching the end of the stretched ramp, her eyes peer at the ring in front of her, knowing that once she steps through those ropes? That's it. No turning back, no moments to prepare, she's in it until she's taken out or until she outlasts them all.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Beth how about you explain to our viewer how the order entry has been determined?

[[Beth Phoenix]]
We gave The Co-North American Champions the right to decide who started for their side, given this is a massive challenge for them to overcome. And given the "lottery" side of things we commissioned the usage of a traditional lottery drum which had the names of all three challengers. Britt Baker, Ruby Riott, and Io Shirai and their names one by one were pulled from it. The first name starting the match and so forth.

[[Corey Graves]]
Do you think that you've made put too great of a challenge ahead of The Co-Champions?

[[Beth Phoenix]]
I think any title defense could always be viewed as that...but and as much as I hate to use him as an example in this because of his current decision to sit out tonight and simply watch in the crowd...Robert Roode's Triple Threat last month really shows if a Champion buckles down they can topple challenges that previously felt unfair...and come out better for it.

With "Little Miss Champion" proudly in the ring, she once again strikes her signature pose...but unfortunately the focus is drawn away from her in the moments after as the camera cuts to the front row where Robert Roode...as previously mentioned by Beth is shown in the audience standing on his chair, blocking the view of the fans behind...striking Alexa's signature pose with The Intercontinental Championship. Alexa sees this and rolls her eyes, turning away from his direction and showcasing her prize to the other side of the arena. Roode not to be ignored, because we know by now he's far too attention seeking for that...starts to shout at her.  "YOU'RE JUST MAD I DO YOUR POSE BETTER THAN YOU EVER HAVE! MAYBE I'LL STEAL IT WHEN YOU LOSE!"  Bliss has far more things to worry about than the antics of a absentee Champion...so she simply continues to act as if he isn't heckling her as the audience around Roode start to heckle him. "WILL YOU SIT DOWN! TONIGHT ISN'T ABOUT YOU, BOB!" One especially brave fan shouts, to which Robert turns to see who said it...before lowering his title and plopping back down on his seat as the focus now shifts back to the awaiting North American Champion wondering just who might be her first challenger.

As Alexa stands in the middle of the ring clutching her title to her chest, she glares up at the stage as it appears a platform is lifting from the floor and onto the side of the stage. The platform contains numerous microphones, a drum set, and a group of people revealed to be Sleeping With Sirens, who begin to play.




[KELLIN QUINN]
We're gutterpunks and vagabonds,
Street sweepers and tagalongs.
Getting high on 5th Avenue,
'Cause we ain't got nothing to lose
The college kids and CEOs,
Flunk outs and the "got no hope"
To all the ones at the end of their rope:
Listen honey, I'm a lot like you,
Don't worry, let me show you what to do, you say...

As the drums lead into the chorus of "Cheers", Ruby Riott is lifted up onto the stage surrounded by a moshpit, a confident grin on her face, the moshpit beginning to close in on Ruby and bounce around on the stage as the chorus hits, Ruby being lifted up to crowdsurf along the stage, outstretching her arms as she soaks in the moment, being carried by the moshpit crowd, all of them wearing her official merchandise, including her t-shirt and beanie available on XWLShop.com.

[KELLIN QUINN]
Hey, let's cheers to us!
We're gonna be victorious!
Don't matter what they say because
We march to a beat of a different drum!
Hey, let's cheers to us!
Riot girls down on their luck
Shouldn't matter what they say because
We march to a beat of a different drum!

Ruby is finally let down onto the ramp as the moshpit files off the stage, standing in the openings between the stage and the barricades forming circles that are full of bouncing, crashing bodies. Kellin Quinn leads Ruby down as she slowly struts down the ramp with a wide grin on her face, chewing gum in her mouth as Kellin sings her entrance music.

[KELLIN QUINN]
To the mods and the hipster trips,
You average joes and you working stiffs,
Getting drunk in the hotel room,
'Cause we ain't ever had a clue.
Supermodels on the boulevard,
Your drug dealers and your fresh ass cars.
The ones we want, the ones we choose.
Listen honey, I'm a lot like you,
Don't trip, let us show you what to do, you say...

Kellin rolls into the ring as Ruby sidesteps her way around ringside, lifting her arms up and down to hype up the XWL Universe in Toronto as Kellin goes into the conclusion of her theme song.

[KELLIN QUINN]
Hey, let's cheers to us!
We're gonna be victorious!
Don't matter what they say because
We march to a beat of a different drum!
Hey, let's cheers to us!
Riot girls who give no fucks!
Shouldn't matter what they say because
We march to a beat of a different drum!

As Kellin finishes, Ruby drops to her knees, her tongue hanging from her mouth with the devil horns lifted up at both of her sides, Kellin keeping his head down as he holds the microphone above his head.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Ruby Riott not to be outdone by Five Feet Of Friend-SHIP making her entrance tonight as Kellin Quinn performs her theme song LIVE!

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Ruby must feel like a rockstar right now, but the question is will she feel like a CHAMPION when this is all said and done?

[[Corey Graves]]
Ruby knows this might be her final leg to stand on against Alexa Bliss...so there's no doubt in my mind that she's going to leave it all in that ring in order to leave not only as North American Champion but at last...with a victory over Alexa Bliss.




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Alexa sits on her knees with a defeated Ruby Riott in front of her, trying to catch her breath. We cut to the other half way of Five Feet Of Friend-SHIP at the top of the ship they arrived on tonight located in the crow's nest excitedly cheering Alexa on for securing the first victory in Lethal Lottery. Clearly their choice for Alexa to start this match was successful but as we await the arrival of the next Superstar in line, we wonder if Little Miss Bliss has it in her way to face off with someone much fresher than she is.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Alexa Bliss once again overcomes Ruby Riott, and with that victory you have to believe this rivalry that has spanned well beyond a year with repeated battles and never-ending drama is officially over.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
I couldn't have thought of a more appropriate match to start things off in Lethal Lottery, of course Ruby's placement was randomly determined and were Britt Baker and Io Shirai's who all had their name chosen out of a traditional raffle drum before tonight's show. Unfortunately it appears fate has a cruel sense of humor when it comes to Riott.

[[Corey Graves]]
She really could have benefited from entering where Io or Britt are about to, especially due to her lack of successful attempts at defeating Alexa...but I have to agree with you, Mauro...as much as Ruby may hate Alexa and has been very obsessed with her there's just no point in beating this horse any further. Is she an excellent competitor? Absolutely...but Alexa has her number right now and maybe down the line that may change but as it stands? This was her Final Stand against Little Miss Bliss.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
I wrestled Ruby several weeks ago and I want to make this clear, she is without a doubt one of the best Women we have, she just gets in her own way with her antics whether it's going after the same person and expecting a different result, or causing trouble with myself and my husband. I hope she truly looks at this loss tonight not as the end for her hopes of becoming Champion again but as a fresh start to widen her horizons and try her hand at combating some of the other Women in the division.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
As we forward, what does Alexa Bliss need to do in order to fend off whomever walks down that ramp next?

[[Corey Graves]]
I think the name of the game in this predicament is as simple as this, just survive. Britt Baker's defeated her before, Io Shirai has been within seconds of beating her before, and that was on a night where she hadn't just gone the distance with someone else beforehand.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
She's gotten a few moments to collect her bearings and catch her breath but I'm getting word that the next competitor is on her way.

The lights begin to dim and the stage begins to set, you can see a big house with a door and that door swings wide open, not by a hand..but by a kick, a leaping kick! Io Shirai jumps into the room with her fighting stance, and a smirk on her face. A woman jumps to her side and has her own fighting stance, and it’s… Drew Barrymore! She says “Hey” and Io nods her head to acknowledge her, as they remain ready to fight. Out of the blue comes another woman who springs to create the triangle of fierce females, and it’s Cameron Diaz! Whom says “Did I miss the party?” Io and Drew respond back at the same time “You’re just on ti- The wall next to them breaks down and creates a cloud of dust fading to reveal Lucy Liu who stands tall and a guy runs at her, she pump kicks him in the face, “HIYAH!” The three women turn their heads and say “Good, you made it. Io taps onto her ear that has some technological device linking her to another person and says “Okay, we’re all here Charlie…”





The scene fades after those words are spoken and out from the back comes Io Shirai more calm than ever, her theme music begins to come through and she stands still on the stage with her eyes fixated on the ring, dawning an all black attire. Alexa catches her eye and she raises an eyebrow, before walking down the ramp and not her usually manic self.



[[Beth Phoenix]]
This is a more composed Io Shirai, focused Io Shirai and she’s not hell bent on destruction, she’s ready to claim the treasure trove that is around both of the champion’s waists.

[[Corey Graves]]
Yeah, but how long do you think this will last? Something will trigger her all over again, i’m sure.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
This Io Shirai temperament is throwing off Alexa completely, but let’s not forget to mention Kairi Sane who looks down on Shirai from the tippy top of the Crow’s Nest! If she wants to get to Kairi, first she has to get through Alexa.

Shirai rolls her eyes at the thought of Kairi in any way, the ship kind of not being an obstacle of any course in her path, Io looks to the ring and makes her way down the entire length of the ramp and looks to both sides of the arena. The fans are eager to see what will come next between these two women squaring up.

Bliss and Shirai know each other like the back of their hand, and it’s proven in the intensity in the air between them right now. Shirai goes along the outskirts of the apron and reaches to the turnbuckle and begins to climb it and grip the ropes, sending her body spiraling backwards, back handspring into the mat, landing on her feet, her hair flipping around to match the rotation. Alexa keeps her eyes on Io because of her unpredictability factor.

Io looks at Alexa and has a blank stare before retreating to her corner, this shakes Bliss to her core and rightfully so. Shirai looks at the champion and doesn’t have any emotion, besides wanting to get the match underway, as her theme dies down in her stilled positioning, almost as if she’s a painting at a creepy mansion.. following Bliss with her eyes.



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Alexa collapses against the corner, overwhelmed by exhaustion and stress after that truly grueling match...but while she's unable to breathe normally, she certainly has reason to smile because she has yet again fended off a challenger in Lethal Lottery...and the camera cuts back to the stage where Kairi Sane was looking on with her spyglass. "WAY TO GO, ALEXA!" she shouts clapping proudly for her bestie as do the XWL Universe who are commending Bliss on her efforts tonight to now not only defeat one competitor, but now a second immediately after.  

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Alexa Bliss was The Last Woman Standing last year at Final Stand...and if she can defeat ONE MORE OPPONENT...she could indeed be again this year.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
This is the thing that careers are made off of, digging deep, finding that will within yourself to do the impossible and making it possible. Ruby Riott and Io Shirai are the furthest thing from "slouches" and for Alexa to be able to trust her gut, to have such awareness to avoid things like that roundhouse which surely would have ended things here tonight for her...I am just so in awe of how far she's come since her first appearance on this stage 3 years ago.

[[Corey Graves]]
She wasn't the "belle" of Monster's Ball against Rosemary back then, but each year since she has done something amazing to prove she may not have been an instant success but she is one that's here to last. Defeating Asuka in 2018, then defeating Nia Jax & Ruby Riott with Kairi Sane last year, if she can get through Britt Baker? Her career will officially be immortalized on this stage and that's something I never expected to say when she arrived years ago.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Of course Kairi Sane The Co-North American Champion proudly cheering Alexa on through the past two matches...what does that support mean in a situation like this?

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Sometimes you might not be the best "wrestler" and the most "technically sound" but your support system can be everything to your success in situations like this. Is Alexa the best prototypical wrestler? No, she's grown so much and keeps improving everyday, and one day? That could be a discussion. But what she is...is someone who came into this world with no background that supported her efforts. No famous family, no MMA background, no stint on the independent scene, she was as a green as they came...who if I'm not mistaken literally couldn't even apply a submission on Asuka back in their rivalry because that wasn't who she is. But the metamorphoses in her has been astonishing. She is quick, both in her offense and in her ability to sense danger. This was twice now where Io had her deadly kick within seconds of knocking Alexa completely out...and Alexa saw it coming in order to not only throw her hand up to block the kick, but also have the forethought to trip her up with that and connect with that truly WICKED stomp of hers that has put away many opponents at this point.

[[Corey Graves]]
Does Kairi's support help? Sure...but let's not forget she's all the way in the crow's nest of that ship while Alexa all the way in that ring having to trust in herself to not let either of them or their hopes of remaining Co-Champions down.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Now just one opponent remains...and it is the one that has really made quite the impact since arriving two months ago.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Britt Baker the winner of Christian's Superstar Hunt is not your average competitor, this isn't her source of income, or her livelihood, this a hobby. She's a dentist with her own full time practice and I say that...yet, look at what she's done? She's gotten two victories, one over each Co-Champion and no matter how they were attained...that's more than either Io or Ruby had heading into this match.

[[Corey Graves]]
The Doctor is IN...and as heartwarming as Alexa's triumph may be...she's in deep trouble because Britt Baker has pinned her before...and mind you that wasn't after Alexa had went through two opponents before their match...it was when she was completely one hundred percent. So if Britt could beat her then, what chance does Alexa truly have now?

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
To your point, yes she HAS pinned Alexa before...and yes, does have a disqualification victory over Kairi...but that pinfall was with the help of outside interference which surely is out of the equation tonight.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Britt reminds me of that old school competitor that would lean more on their ability to take it easy rather than putting in the work themselves. Which, mind you is a successful strategy. You don't always have to be better, but rather smarter than your opponent. She likes to run away, acting as if she's a coward...but then flip that switch and baits her opponent in. She likes to aggravate her opponent in order to distort their senses. Britt defeated Kairi via disqualification because she "Blissed" Alexa off to the point she got involved in their match. For her this may be a hobby...but it's one she's damn good at and no matter what you think of her she's unapologetically herself...and clearly it's working. But will it work again tonight against a both exhausted...but also determined Alexa Bliss?


THE DOCTOR WILL SEE YOU NOW!



The crowd erupts in a sea of boos as Dr. Britt Baker “DMD” makes her way onto the stage. She is smiling and waving towards the crowd.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Britt Baker seems to always be in a good mood.

[[Corey Graves]]
You would be too if you were a successful dentist. And that’s not even all that Britt Baker has to brag about, she's a successful dentist and booked for a Final Stand title match. It doesn’t get much better than that!! No wonder she’s these people’s role model!!



Britt looks over towards Kairi and begins to smile and clap, in a very mocking way. She then rolls her eyes and begins to walk towards the entrance ramp. As soon as she gets to the beginning of the ramp she pauses and looks over her shoulder. All of a sudden a half a dozen people dressed in dentistry nurse gowns enter through the curtain, carrying bags. They form two lines behind Britt, on either side of her, and begin to distribute Dentistry kits to all of the fans in the front rows.

[[Corey Graves]]
Wow!! That’s so nice of Dr. Britt Baker DMD!! She’s giving out dentistry kits to the fans!! And lord knows they need them!! I remember I used to get one every six months when I got my teeth cleaned.. You probably wouldn’t know anything about that Mauro..

Britt smiles and continues to wave to the fans, mouthing “thank you” as they continue to boo her while she walks up the ring steps. She carefully enters through the ropes and into the ring, completely ignoring Alexa Bliss. She climbs the turnbuckle and looks out towards the booing crowd. She smiles, and spells the letters “D.M.D.” out in the air before hopping back down onto the canvas. She finally looks over at Alexa Bliss, reaching into her inner jacket pocket and pulling out a special dentistry kit just for her. The camera zooms in as Britt hands it to Alexa, showing that it is customized, and even has Alexa’s logo on it.

[[Corey Graves]]
Aww!! That’s nice of Britt Baker!! I wish that every wrestler was a little more like her!!

[[Beth Phoenix]]
I imagine if she didn't insult everyone she comes into contact with she could be a real role model for the fans.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Yeah… That was nice.. Actually..

Alexa looks down at it skeptically before looking back up to Britt… The Dentist smiles and shouts; “I wanted to make sure that your smile was nice and white for your new Roster Picture… Without the title..”. Britt laughs and turns her back to Alexa once again as she takes her jacket off.



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[[Mauro Ranallo]]
MAMA MIA, FIVE FEET OF FURY HAS JUST RAN THE ENTIRE GAUNTLET!

[[Beth Phoenix]]
What a brilliant performance from a Woman that has worked very hard to reach this point in her career.

[[Corey Graves]]
But how?! It was supposed to be Britt Baker's time!

Alexa's theme plays for the fourth consecutive time in the evening as the woman in question pulls herself off of her very game opponent in Britt Baker and lays back first on the canvas below, clearly exhausted after not only running the literal gauntlet, but managing a clean sweep against the three hopeful challengers that were looking to end to reign of the Co-Champions. In the Crow's Nest, we slightly hear the sound of a bell being repeatedly rung, mainly being drowned out by the victor's theme, before we return to the ring, where the official of the match has handed Alexa her half of the North American Championships and slowly raises her hand into the air, gently lowering it back down to her side shortly after. In the background of the shot, we can see Kairi making her way down from her vantage point via sliding down the same rope Alexa used to swing onto the stage at the start of this contest.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Kairi Sane sat in the crow's nest of their Friend-SHIP, ship...watching as her best friend did the improbable and now she's rushing her way off of that ship to celebrate what this victory not only means for her but for them as a whole.

[[Corey Graves]]
Ugh, we're seriously continuing this? Don't get me wrong they're both great performers and they've done great things and they're more than capable...but this isn't a title for two people it's supposed to be in the hands of one person.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Normally yes, but with everything there is an exception...and if two people are willing to accept the craziness that can come with a reign like theirs...case in point Lethal Lottery...what's the harm?

Kairi lands safely on the deck before disappearing into the hull of the ship once again, a couple of stagehands making their way towards the ship, replacing the plank with a ramp befitting the North American Champions, the wood itself matching that of the ship's hull while the rails taking inspiration from the sails, the customized logo also being etched into the center of the ramp bringing the visual aesthetic together quite nicely. A few moments pass before Kairi emerges from the bowels of the ship, her own chest under her arm before she, just like Alexa before her, disembarks the ship and makes it onto the stage. There are no over the top theatrics from The Pirate Princess, instead opting to close the distance between herself and her successful best friend with a smile consuming her face.

Bliss, after taking am moment to catch her breath, pulls herself up to a seated position, her successfully defended Championship resting in her arm as she hugs it tightly, surely no one will be able to question the legitimacy of her and Kairi's reign after that performance, right? While Alexa revels in her victory, Kairi has made it to her destination, sliding her treasure chest into the ring through the bottom rope before she enters the ring herself, playfully tackling a still seated Bliss with a hug, both women embracing on the canvas for a few moments. When that time expires, Kairi, clearly being the fresher of the two, repositions herself onto a knee, helping the much more exhausted Bliss up to her feet before both make it to a vertical base, Kairi quickly picking up where she left off, once again embracing her best friend and surely congratulating her on not only her performance here tonight, but also her successful defenses.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
They may have been polar opposites when they first met, but these two Women have truly shined not only as individuals but as a cohesive unit that certainly is going to be a tough act for the division to try and upstage.

[[Corey Graves]]
Look I get it, they're friends, they're not going to stab each other in the back like the two Women in our Main-Event tonight have multiple times...but I just don't see how this can be allowed to continue? It was unique and exciting at first but this can't actually be the new norm, can it?

Alexa, still out of breath, finds her balance, allowing Kairi to make her way to her treasure chest, opening it and pulling out her half of the North American Championships as a few coins and baubles fall out of the chest before she finds her way back to her former location, the pair of women raising their respective Championships into the air. Both Alexa and Kairi exchange a look with one another before nodding, taking a hold of their Championships with both hands before rotating them in a circle, Alexa on the left rotating it counterclockwise while Kairi on the right goes clockwise, over their heads and resting them on their shoulders, the Championships sitting side by side as they've shown that with the power of friend-SHIP, anything is possible. In the background of the shot, we can see the Intercontinental Champion in Robert Roode stretch his arms high above his head as he lets out an obnoxiously over the top yawn before feigning sleep. Just when it seemed like the story would have its happy ending and friendship would triumph over all, Alexa's theme is abruptly cut off.

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[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Wha....WHAT?!

[[Corey Graves]]
Beth, why is your husband coming out here?

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Sorry gentlemen, but I'm afraid I know exactly why...and I'll let him break the news.

The audience is really confused by the sudden sound of Edge's theme, they cheer of course, but it's rather strange timing so it's not as loud as it normally would be. Alexa and Kairi look puzzled by this themselves, turning to the stage with squinted eyes and glances at each other wondering what's brought about an appearance from The General Manager. Edge steps out from the back, not really hamming it up with the crowd as he normally does. His eyes don't even look out into the masses, they simply look down at the ground as he throws his hand up signaling for his theme to be cut as his eyes soon stare forward at The Co-North American Champions.

[[Edge]]
There's no real easy way to say this, and I'm deeply sorry that I had to come out here and spoil your moment like this...especially after that honestly incredible performance tonight as you Alexa defeated all three challengers all by yourself...but I'm afraid you have one more opponent.

The Rogers Centre grows quieter, really taken a back by this...what does he mean she has one more opponent? Alexa herself steps forward away from Kairi, mouthing "what are you talking about I beat everyone?"

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
No...Beth, tell me...please...it's not...

[[Beth Phoenix]]
I'm afraid it is....

[[Corey Graves]]
What? Who is it?

Edge stands at the top of the stage, clenching the mic with a bit of regret on his face as he certainly doesn't want to be out here but seems like he feels like he has to be.

[[Edge]]
I told both of you as well as all three challengers what this match was, and while I never expected things to play out this way...I did cover every possible outcome...and in the event that one side was eliminated...the match would continue until there was only one Superstar left...and again, that was mainly in the event that both of you were eliminated before the last challenger had their shot...Alexa, I'm very sorry...but your last opponent is Kairi Sane.

Alexa's eyes widen, and her jaw falls open...shaking her head, sweat pouring off of her, her freshly dyed hair is a mess from the three wars she fought with all three challengers one by one...it's a miracle she overcome three opponents...and now she's finding out there's a fourth? And that person is her best friend, and fellow Co-Champion? The camera pans out as Alexa turns toward Kairi who has her own look of horror etched on her face. She looks to Alexa immediately with an "I'm sorry...I didn't know..." Because while Alexa was fighting and successfully fending off every challenger...expending all of her energy, enduring all of the pain...Kairi was watching from the crow's nest completely fresh as a daisy...and now...she's the last person Alexa has to face in order for her night of improbable victories to end successfully...but the beauty of their co-reign is it allowed them to each get to share their dreams and hopes of being a Champion....however now, that isn't an option.

[[Edge]]
I said there would only be one Woman left at the end of this, as The Undisputed North American Champion...and I meant it. I didn't want it to come to this, and believe me I hate to do this to you ladies...but this isn't a Tag-Team Title. I tried to be accommodating to you, to allow you to have your moment...to not have to put you in this position...to put your friendship in this position but business is business...and yours isn't done until only ONE of you is The North American Champion.

The air in Toronto becomes somber...because while they love Five Feet Of Friend-SHIP...they also love Edge...he saved XWL...he's the reason Final Stand is live tonight for the first time ever in Canada...It's a very tough situation for everyone...but as he said, he did say it would go until only one Woman remained...it's just nobody ever expected for that to mean that Alexa and Kairi would find themselves facing here one on one tonight...especially not when one of them is clearly more able to compete than the other. Kairi and Alexa just look at one another, powerless to what's happening...it's clear Kairi feels awful about the situation...she would never want to overshadow Alexa's moment like this, much less steal it from her after how hard she fought to retain for not just her but both of them. But she also wants to be Champion herself, and that opportunity is ripe for the picking. Alexa looks at The North American Championship, very distraught as the official extends his hand toward her asking to hand it over...knowing that what's she's going to have to do in order to get it back...is not something she ever wanted to have to do. And at this point...is she even in any condition to be able to try to?

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Beth, I understand why...but...how is this fair?

[[Beth Phoenix]]
It was a very difficult possibility that one of them would run the entire gauntlet, and ultimately the goal with this match was to ensure that there was one sole North American Champion. So in the event that one side was completely eliminated...the match would continue with either the remaining challengers facing off in this gauntlet...or...in this case, The Co-Champions.

[[Corey Graves]]
I had you two all wrong...this is AWESOME!

[[Beth Phoenix]]
We take no gratification of what had to be done...in fact I feel awful sitting out here knowing that as Alexa defeated challenger after challenger...that this moment became more possible...but what my husband said is true. This isn't a title to be shared, it's meant for one person and while yes Alexa's been through a lot this evening...that ultimately is the point of a gauntlet match. No matter how grueling it may be, it continues until the very end...and the very end of Lethal Lottery...is Alexa Bliss facing Kairi Sane to determine The Undisputed North American Champion.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
Final Stand is about expecting the unexpected...and sometimes that's a good thing...while times like this...are almost difficult to watch. We've seen their friendship overcome a lot...but will it overcome what's about to happen as they go from allies...to enemies...of each other's aspirations of being North American Champion?

With the referee collecting both North American Championships from both Co-Champions...Kairi quickly heads over to Alexa hugging her one last time before their match is to begin. "Good luck, Alexa..." Kairi says as her eyes twinkle...perhaps trying to hold back tears. Alexa looks back at her mirroring her demeanor, but doing a far worse job at fighting back the tears..."You too, Kairi..." They pull away, and back themselves into opposing corners as the referee readies the two best friends...for what's ahead...making sure they're ready for him to ring the bell. And while they're not...for very opposite reasons...they're as ready as they can be in a moment like this.





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The referee's hand hits the canvas for the third consecutive time in this final match of the aptly named Lethal Lottery that pitted Champion vs Champion, best friend vs best friend, to crown one unanimous and undisputed North American Champion. In the end, Kairi Sane would gain the final and most important pinfall of the match, but take nothing away from the former Little Miss Champion, she successfully emerged from this match after defeating three of the top women in the division but unfortunately for her, she couldn't overcome the final surprise hurdle to remain Champion.



Kairi's theme plays to bittersweet cheers from the live audience in attendance, on one hand, they wanted The Pirate Princess to win but on the other, Alexa just ran the gauntlet and if anything, she deserved this victory. Kairi is able to pull herself off the canvas, her best friend having a second, third and even fourth wind as this gauntlet match dwindled down until the final two, and makes it to her knees, prioritizing the well-being of her best friend over the North American Championship she is now in sole possession of. She hugs a still out of it Alexa Bliss tightly, her mouth moving at a rapid pace but is inaudible to us so we can only assume nothing but compliments and apologies directed at the latter.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
And there we have it, Kairi Sane wins Lethal Lottery and remains as the sole North American Champion...as much as I hate that this had to happen these two Women just gave it their all tonight in a fantastic finale.

[[Corey Graves]]
They indeed gave it their all, but in Kairi's case...she simply had far much more to give than Alexa.

[[Beth Phoenix]]
Maybe so but Alexa certainly has nothing to be ashamed of here...she not only dispatched the challengers to what was once their title...but she came within several points in that match of defeating Kairi.

[[Corey Graves]]
If you ask me I think Kairi took it easy on her...I mean let's just be honest...one of them competed in their first match, while the other was competing in their fourth. Maybe it wasn't Edge's intention...but let's not act like this is that much of a surprise.

After ensuring that Alexa is alright, just a little exhausted after enduring the equivalent of an Iron Woman match, Kairi turns her attention towards the referee, who has both halves of the North American Championship in either hand, extending them towards their now rightful owner as a smile forms on Kairi's face before taking them both and bringing them close onto her chest, embracing them in a hug. It takes a moment before she raises them into the air, the live audience letting out a roar of cheers as Roode can be heard shouting, “IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME!” to which neither the crowd nor Kairi give him the attention he craves. Alexa slowly begins to pull herself up from her seated position with assistance from the ropes and looks onto the scene before her, taking a few steps towards the North American Championship and extends her arm towards The Pirate Princess. Kairi, upon seeing this, lowers both Championships and looks at Bliss with a quizzical expression on her face before she shakes her head, the semblance of fear subtly appearing in Alexa's eyes, has this victory caused an ego to grow out of proportion?

That turns out to be the furthest thing from the truth as Kairi flashes a smile and wraps her arms, and Championships, around Alexa, the pair once again embracing in the center of the ring. After a few moments, Alexa is the first to break away, taking a hold of Kairi's wrist and raising it into the air, the cheers increasing in volume as both women and their friend-SHIP have survived another encounter and shown that their bond goes beyond fame, fortune and Championship gold. Alexa takes a few steps back, a smile still present on her face, and motions for Kairi to soak in the moment to its fullest and rolls out of the ring, not wanting to take her spotlight away from her. While Kairi continues her celebration inside the ring, Bliss, now outside, drops down to a seated position with her back resting on the apron.

[[Mauro Ranallo]]
A very touching moment to see after what's transpired tonight...it's good to see that their bond remains in tact. I know Kairi must feel as if this victory is a little bittersweet. On one hand she has had her Final Stand moment...but it came at the expense of her best friend...which certainly is not at all what she wanted to happen.

[[Corey Graves]]
Maybe so, maybe not...but it's a lot easier for her to feel like everything's fine considering she's the winner...I question however how Alexa might really feel. She beat Ruby Riott, Io Shirai, and Britt Baker...she did all the work, that is just the facts...and Kairi swooped in like a real pirate and stole that treasure right from under her nose. Friend or not, that's not something you just shrug off...

[[Beth Phoenix]]
I think they've proven they can handle any challenge together, and that includes one of them having to attain success at the other's expense...unfortunately.

[[Corey Graves]]
If that's so true why were they so afraid of only one of them pulling The North American Championship down at Aftershock in that Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Match? They had to find a loophole to maintain their togetherness...but now there's no loophole. One of them found a treasure map, walked ten paces left, walked six paces forward, walked four paces right...and just as they were about to dig up that treasure...the other shoved their head in the sand and claimed it as their own. That's just the facts people...it doesn't get any clearer than that.

The expression on her face is torn between sadness for the loss of the Championship she just went to hell and back to defend while also expressing happiness at the fact that if anybody was going to beat her, she could take solace in knowing it was Kairi.



The smile etched on her face is offset by the subtle tears rolling down her cheek as she looks on at her best friend getting her very own Final Stand moment, even if it was at her expense. She does her best to fight off the mixed bag of emotions she's feeling but the floodgates are on the precipice of bursting, causing a few members of the XWL Universe in the front row to notice, however, Kairi has not.



She's found herself atop the middle turnbuckle on the far side of the ring, both Championships in the air as she absorbs the cheers and adulation of the live audience in attendance. The final shot we see if that of two polar opposites: Kairi on the aforementioned turnbuckle, on top of the world, while Alexa is seated outside the ring with her head slumped down, on the precipice of rock bottom.

As we return from a brief ad break, a graphic appears on the screen for tonight's main event as we hear the voice of XWL, Mauro Ranallo.

[MAURO RANALLO]
And there you see it ladies and gentlemen, our main event of the evening. An Unsanctioned Match for the XWL Women's...

Suddenly, Mauro is interrupted as the graphic begins to glitch as if it is being hacked. After a few moments, pixels begin to scatter as a series of words fill the screen.


IT'S



ALL



ABOUT



ME!


We return to a dark stadium as an unfamiliar theme song begins to sound throughout speakers around this large stadium.



A figure struts out onto the stage. From a distance, fans begin to realize just who the woman on the stage is. As our cameras get closer, we see a beautiful woman sporting ring gear but aviator sunglasses that cover her eyes.

[COREY GRAVES]
Wait a minute... Is that...?

[BETH PHOENIX]
IT'S TENILLE DASHWOOD!

Tenille quickly turns her back on the cheering audience, she turns her head and through her sunglasses, she looks over her shoulder into the roaring audience. After a few seconds of posing, Tenille starts down the ramp.

[COREY GRAVES]
I haven't seen her in years!

[MAURO RANALLO]
Well there's a reason for that, partner. Formerly known here in XWL as "Emma" the talented Tenille Dashwood has been making a name for herself around the world and has become a staple of independent scenes is countries like the United States, Japan, Germany, and her homeland of Australia among many other countries!

[BETH PHOENIX]
I wonder what she's doing here?!

[COREY GRAVES]
Your guess is as good as mine right now. This whole night has been a whirlwind!

Completely ignoring the extend hands of fans sitting in the first row, Tenille makes her way up the ringside steps and makes her way through the ropes. In the ring now, Tenille wastes little time demanding a microphone from member of our ringside crew. With a microphone in hand, she speaks to the audience in the packed Rogers Centre.




Surprised to see me? Well you shouldn't be. You all should have seen this coming! I mean, have you all been living under a rock these past few years? Unless you're just some casual loser, there likely hasn't been a day that has gone by where you haven't heard or read the name Tenille Dashwood. Ever since I left XWL a few years ago... and yes, it was my choice to leave ...I have been headlining show after show in promotions from one side of the globe to the other! Today, you can't even open YouTube... Twitter... Instagram without seeing my face! I made the choice to leave this company because I wasn't progressing. I wasn't getting any better here in XWL. Something needed to change. I left to better not only myself personally, but to improve my skills in this ring. I made a promise to myself that I would not return to this company until I knew without any doubt that I am the BEST professional wrestler regardless of division!




Make no mistake about it. I am better than every last one of your little favorite in the women's division. Let's see... Alexa Bliss? Mediocre in the ring and let's be honest, she only gets all these champion opportunities because of her looks among other things... Charlotte Flair? If I could be the broken record, she's only here because of who her daddy is. She's not even that good! Do you all remember Bianca Belair?.. No? Well anyway, Charlotte literally hid behind Nia Jax because she was too scared to stand toe-to-toe with some chick who went missing 6 months ago. E-S-T? Yeah right. Io Shirai? More like Io Shir-why? I mean honestly, does anyone care about that chick? Who's next? Oh right, Liv Morgan. Where the hell did this chick come from and why is she champion? I've literally never heard of her until I turned on Octane this past week. THAT is who you want as the face of your women's division? Then you have the chump that she's defending her championship against, Sasha Banks. I swear, if I have to see Sasha's dumb face on another XWL advertisement, I'm going to puke.

The stadium rumbles now with boos as Tenille has just dissed nearly all the fan-favorite stars of the XWL women's division.


You people can all shut your mouths, sit down, and show me the respect I deserve. Each and every one of you are pathetic! You are in the presence of the NEW face of the Women's Division... hell, the NEW face of XWL! No longer will you have to suffer as these literally nobodies bore you to tears week after week.




You might not realize this now but in time you will realize that all these things I'm saying are true. You will all realize that when it comes to the Women's Division... when it comes to the company?
IT'S ALL... ABOUT... ME...






BOOM!

The sound of loud thunder crashes over the PA system, causing Tenille to damn near jump out of her boots. Clutching her hand to her chest and panting heavily, Tenille lifts her sunglasses up atop her head as a video begins to play on the titantron. The sight is of a forest in the middle of a torrential downpour, a thunderstorm booming above. The silhouette of a human is stepping through the forest as rain hammers down on the ground. Suddenly, a lightning bolt strikes one of the trees, setting it alight as it crashes to the ground! However, the silhouette appears to be unfazed as it steps through the smoke formed by the burning, fallen tree, revealing...





































The XWL Universe in the Rogers Centre damn near comes unglued at the sight of TONI STORM on the tron! In the ring, Tenille is going absolutely ballistic as her moment in the spotlight has seemingly been usurped! Toni Storm struts out onto the stage as the crowd cheers their lungs out for the returning superstar, a grin forming on Toni's face as Tenille stands scowling in the center of the ring.

[COREY GRAVES]
What the hell!?

[MAURO RANALLO]
Oh my gaaaaawd! That's the inaugural North American Champion...that's Toni Storm! Toni Storm is back! Mama Mia!

[BETH PHOENIX]
We haven't seen Toni Storm in an XWL ring since she lost the North American Championship to Shayna Baszler...and that was over a year ago!

[COREY GRAVES]
And much like Toni did when she first arrived in XWL...once again, she's stealing someone's spotlight, and this time it's Tenille Dashwood's!

Toni flashes a toothy grin as she lowers her sunglasses down her nose, soaking in the moment as the crowd cheers for her like the absolute rockstar she is. Unlike Tenille before her, Toni takes the time out of her day to appreciate the raucous fans, slapping their hands, even taking picture with a young fan at ringside, throwing up the devil horns with the young fan before jogging up the ring steps, entering the ring and throwing up the devil horns once more, letting out a shout as the crowd roars for her arrival. Continuing to grin ear-to-ear, Toni beckons for a mic, nodding her head as she begins to address her fans.

[TONI STORM]
What's up, XWL Univeeeeeeeerse!


TONI~! TONI STORM~! TONI, TONI STOOOOOORM~!
Nah-nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah!
TONI~! TONI STORM~! TONI, TONI STOOOOOORM~!
Nah-nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah!


[MAURO RANALLO]
It is DEAFENING here in the Rogers Centre!

[BETH PHOENIX]
It's as if Toronto FC just won the MLS Cup!

Toni simply laughs at the deafening "footy"-style chanting from the crowd as Tenille simply places her hands over her ears, trying to drown out 80,000 fans screaming for Toni Storm.

[TONI STORM]
Wow...that's incredible. You guys are awesome! Hahaha! But...wow...Tenille Dashwood. Been a bit since I've seen you around, mate. Figured you just retired from wrestling all together to post bikini pics on the 'gram or somethin'. You know...you were the first Aussie superstar to ever sign with XWL. Don't get me wrong, that's a huge deal, and you set the bar for people like me to step through these doors...but where you set the bar? I went ahead and raised it when I was the first person in history to raise the North American Championship above my head. And trust me...once I got that taste of gold...once I got it ripped from my hands by Shayna Baszler...I've been hungry for gold ever since. And that's why I'm back in XWL...to get my hands on championship gold once again.

[TONI STORM]
But when it comes to you, Tenille? You've always...well, you've always been the bridesmaid but you've never been the bride, mate. You've been all around the world...but you've never held the gold anywhere you've been. Meanwhile, as for me? Everywhere I've gone...I've held the title above my head. PROGRESS in the UK...wXw in Germany...STARDOM in Japan...I held three separate championships at the same damn time, I was Toni freakin' Three Belts! And hey...you should know about the time I was wXw Women's Champion...because I beat you in the first ever women's main event in that company's history to defend that championship, Tenille.

Tenille's eyes bug out of her head as the crowd collectively "OOOOOOH" at Toni Storm dropping the bombshell on Dashwood. Toni simply chuckles softly at Tenille's reaction before continuing.

[TONI STORM]
It must really hurt that out of all the promotions you've been in, that no matter how many times you claim to be the best...you've only ever really been the best at doing this...

To emphasize her point, Toni points one arm out, followed by the other, doing Tenille Dashwood's infamous "Emmalution" dance, bobbing her head from side to side as the crowd dances along, causing Tenille to finally blow a gasket.


I will tell you the same thing I told these foolish peasants sitting ringside before you rudely interrupted me. I demand respect and trust me little girl...

Tenille takes a step closer to her fellow Aussie, getting in Toni's face now.


You will respect me. What happened in Germany? That was a fluke! You got lucky and I promise you, the next time we meet? Your luck will run out, now...

Tenille looks at the still outstretched arms of Toni Storm.


Put your arms down before I break them..

[COREY GRAVES]
Thing are getting dang-hey wait a minute...What's that?








Much like Corey, the attention is swept to the stage as thick green mist seems to be filling the entrance. Tenille and Toni briefly take the eyes off each other to stare at the stage in confusion. A hand slowly stretches through the mist. It seems to be struggling, as if something is holding it back. Trying to pull it in against it's will. Finally another hand breaks through. Then a foot. And thats when the figure explodes through the the mist!
















Asuka, on the biggest stage of them all, has made her return and the crowd is more than amped to see the return of the Empress. Tenille and Toni don't look nearly as excited as Asuka struts her way down the ramp

[BETH PHOENIX]
It has been months since Asuka made her return only to be sidelined by a nagging injury. It seems she has finally recovered and wants to be in on the action going on here

[MAURO RANALLO]
Asuka hasn't had the easier time in the last couple of years. She's been fired, spent time at an behavioral institute, and has had multiple injuries ranging from some serious to not so serious

Asuka marches her way to the ring with an air of confidence and ownership. As if this is her kingdom



After discard her mask Asuka collects a microphone and stands as the third woman inside the ring. What we have now is a standoff and it seems to be a standoff that the crowd are enjoying a lot

{Asuka}
Tenille. I want to be first person to congratulate you on your return to XWL. You work hard to improve yourself and your wrestling skills and that is something worth noticing.

Asuka's words sound genuine and Tenille nods her head. Smiling somewhat arrogantly as she does so. Asuka's smile is a little more...condescending

{Asuka}
And It seem like such a great night to make a return. And it is. But sadly your return is only...second best. Cause whenever The Empress of Tomorrow shows her face. It become all...about...me!

Asuka laughs loudly at stealing Tenille's catchphrase which doesn't fly with Tenille of course. Asuka turns her attention Toni

{Asuka}
And you...first North American Champion. That big deal. You probably want that title back. You probably hungry. Ready to take out anyone who stand in your way to get back gold. I see it in your eyes. But the problem is...no one is hungrier than I. No one want gold more than I. And no one, is gonna leapfrog me just because they have one night stand with the title. You two may have come out to declare yourselves in the hunt, but I lead the pack now that I back. Last year at Final Stand I turn my fortunes around. I had my arm ripped out of socket by Becky Lynch and not two minutes later I popped it back in and choked her out. That was me hurt. I capable of so much much more.

Asuka gestures to the arena around them slowly

{Asuka}
Look where you are...Final Stand. Biggest event of year. And you guys brag about what you do in other companies? None of that matter now. We all back in XWL. We all start with clean slate. All that matter is what we do now? And Me? I plan on doing what I should've had done back in 2019. And that dominate. Take no prisoners. Make no friends. And have everyone bow before The Empress of Tomorrow. I have a few...scores to settle with some people but they will get theirs in due time. It shame. Such potential in you two. All for it to be stomped out by me.

Toni simply smirks softly, stepping up to The Empress of Tomorrow and hooking her sunglasses in the neckline of her top.

[TONI STORM]
Asuka-san. あなたが戻ってきてうれしいです. For you, Tenille...I told her I'm glad she's back. But...don't think I'll let you make your return at my expense, Asuka. Don't get me wrong...you are an incredible Superstar. An amazing competitor, an absolute force to be reckoned with in this ring. You know that I've got all the respect in the world for what you're capable of in this ring...but I'll still put you down if you step in my way, Asuka-san. You wouldn't the first Japanese Superstar that I've left laying in the middle of this ring...and you probably won't be the last.

Toni flashes another toothy grin as Asuka tilts her head, mouthing "Oh, really?" as Toni nods her head in response, turning back to Tenille and getting up in her face.

[TONI STORM]
Now, mate, as for you...it seems that you've got your knickers all bunched up, ylling in my ear about giving you respect and writing checks with your mouth that your arse can't cash. It also seems that you didn't learn a valuable lesson. Respect is earned, Tenille...not demanded. So if you want my respect? Beat me for it. Hell, I'd even shake your hand and admit that you're the better woman if you do beat me. But, thing is...I just don't think you've got what it takes to do it.

Tenille turns away for a moment, seething in anger before finally lashing out, attempting to clean Toni's clock with a clothesline...only for Toni to duck at the last second and cause Tenille to punch Asuka in the face...however Asuka doesn't flinch! Tenille, however, backs up and clutches her hand before turning around into a HUGE headbutt from Toni Storm, leaving Tenille laid out on the canvas!

[MAURO RANALLO]
Mama MIA! WHAT A HEADBUTT BY TONI STORM!

[COREY GRAVES]
Well that's just rude!

[BETH PHOENIX]
Tenille's probably wishing she didn't try to attack Toni Storm right about now!

[COREY GRAVES]
She's probably got a broken orbital socket right about now!

Tenille clutches her face as she rolls out of the ring, crawling up towards the ramp as Toni turns around to see Asuka simply chuckling. Toni simply smirking and offering a hand to Asuka for her to shake.

[BETH PHOENIX]
You can tell...even though Toni Storm might come off as cocky...given Toni's experience in Japan, she still has a lot of respect for Asuka.

[COREY GRAVES]
Well, given both the histories of Toni Storm and Asuka...it's probably one of those "Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer" types of scenarios.

Rather than choosing to accept the hand, Asuka simply smirks and steps up, Toni and Asuka going nose to nose and jaw-jacking as Tenille stands on the ramp with her hand covering her left eye, scowling angrily and watching as Toni and Asuka stare down.

TONI~! TONI STORM~! TONI, TONI STOOOOOORM~!

Asuka's gonna kiiiiiiill you~!

TONI~! TONI STORM~! TONI, TONI STOOOOOORM~!

Asuka's gonna kiiiiiiiill you~!

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After gaining the victory Shayna stands mid ring and taunts the crowd and her fallen opponents.


Shayna then rolls out of the ring and proceeds to the back where Beth Phoenix is waiting to interview The Queen Of Spades.


Beth Phoenix
"Shayna, thoughts on your match?"



Shayna Baszler
"Thoughts? You want my thoughts? What is there to think about? I came and did exactly what I said I was going to do. Beat bitches down! Mia, you claim to be the HBIC. Seems to me the only thing you're in charge of is leading yourself to slaughter! You say protect ya neck. I say fix your face! And Charlotte, You call yourself a queen! Let me tell you something, PRINCESS! I wasn't born privledged. I had to scratch and claw and fight my way to where I am today. And that's at the top of the food chain! I am a predator! You bitches are weak and pathetic prey! Every time we step in that ring I will emerge victorious! Because I have something you two dont! A hunger for dominance! I will box you bitches to sleep every time, because I have the grit and determination to come out on top. I am Shayna Fucking Baszler! And I am the true queen of XWL! And the baddest bitch around!"

Shayna pushes the mic away and heads off to her locker room leaving Beth Phoenix speechless with a puzzled look on her face as the camera fades into the next segment.

Final Stand XII comes back after a quick advertisement for Snickers to see XWL Color Commentator Beth Phoenix standing in the ring, a microphone in her hand while her theme is playing.



[BETH PHOENIX]
Tonight has certainly been an incredible night. Names have been immortalized, championships defended with pride and legacies carved into eternity. But right now? It's time to reveal a little project that I've been working on alongside Adam in helping shape the future of XWL. You see, before XWL came back on the air in February, I was working day in, day out, traveling the globe to find a brand new crop of Superstars. In our main event tonight, you will see two women in Sasha Banks and Liv Morgan who will make history by main eventing Final Stand. And right now, I'm in this ring to introduce a trio of female Superstars who may very well define the Women's Division for years to come and make an incredible impact on women's wrestling...and the entirety of professional wrestling as a whole.

[BETH PHOENIX]
I've scoured the globe and come across three of the best female talent in the entire world not currently signed to any promotion...but tonight, that will change as these three ladies will sign their official contracts and become XWL Superstars. But that's not all. These three women will travel together as a unit, they will get to know each other better than they know themselves, because I want the three of them to each be hungry enough for success that they will do whatever it takes to be successful in this company.

[BETH PHOENIX]
So allow me to introduce the first of these Superstars. This first woman comes from the island of New Zealand. She comes from a very diverse athletic background. Her grandfather was a member of the "All Blacks" New Zealand national rugby team. Her older sister is a successful mixed martial artist. She herself is a well-rounded striking specialist. She is the self-proclaimed "Captain of Team Kick"....DAKOTA KAI!

Beth Phoenix motions to the stage, where a video begins to play on the titantron.



[DAKOTA KAI]
Hahaha...wow. This still doesn't seem real.



[DAKOTA KAI]
My name is Dakota Kai, I am from Auckland, New Zealand...and I am now an XWL Superstar.



[DAKOTA KAI]
Ah...it's kind of a bit hard to describe my in-ring style other than just...I like to kick people...and I like to kick them as hard as I can. My kind of...game? I guess? Is mainly focused around kicks and other hard strong-style strikes. A lot of kickboxing influence, yeah.



[DAKOTA KAI]
I have a really...unique ancestry, I guess? I'm what the locals call Afakasi, which means on one side of the family, you got Samoan, and on the other side, you got Palagi, which basically means ancestry that's foreign from Samoan. So, uh, yeah, I'm like...half-Samoan, half-Kiwi, basically? And I'm probably like, the only Samoan in the world who's not related to The Rock.



[DAKOTA KAI]
I think...the best part about me becoming an XWL Superstar...it isn't the paycheck...it isn't the recognition. It isn't even getting the chance to be performing in front of such an...such an amazing, global audience. It's the fact that I'm also coming into XWL alongside one of my best friends in the business.



[DAKOTA KAI]
I know there's been a lot of...you know, cautionary tales about wrestlers having best friends in a business as cutthroat as pro wrestling. I mean, everyone looks at Shawn Michaels and Marty Jannetty, everyone looks at Hulk Hogan and Macho Man, heck, even at Edge and Christian. But I think the story that we write is going to be very, very different than all of those.



[DAKOTA KAI]
Sauni, XWL Universe...ole Kapeteni lea! Your Captain has arrived!












[MAURO RANALLO]
What an incredible journey this young woman has had to get here, Corey. Absolutely incredible.

[COREY GRAVES]
Growing up watching Superstars like The Rock, Steve Austin, Triple H, Mick Foley and beginning training at the young age of 17...debuting in her native New Zealand at 19. Traveling around the world.



[MAURO RANALLO]
Working next door to New Zealand in Australia against future XWL stars like Madison Eagles, Billie Kay and Peyton Royce. Japan to face future XWL stars like Io Shirai and Kairi Sane. And then right here in the United States, facing future XWL stars like Mia Yim, and becoming SHIMMER Tag Team Champions with none other than future XWL star Ruby Riott.

[COREY GRAVES]
It's been one hell of a journey for Dakota Kai, and that thirteen year odyssey is rewarded tonight as she officially signs her contract to become an XWL Superstar.



[MAURO RANALLO]
Soak it all in, young lady...you've certainly earned it!

Holding back tears, Dakota takes a deep breath as she peers out into the 70,000 members of the XWL Universe packing the world-famous Rogers Centre. A beaming smile from ear to ear on her face as she realizes that after over a decade of the grind...she's finally made it. Stepping into the ring, she approaches Beth Phoenix, greeting her with a handshake and a quick embrace before turning towards the ramp, unable to hide her excitement as she knows who will be coming out next.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Next up, we have a woman who was actually supposed to sign with XWL many years ago, however, a series of knee injuries forced the company to withdraw interest in signing her. Her comeback story is like no other. She tore her ACL once and then in her return match, she tore not only her other ACL but also her MCL, lateral collateral ligament, meniscus, and patellar dislocation. She has dubbed herself as 'Michael Scott's favorite wrestler' and wrestles out of the Welsh Valleys. Please, give a round of applause for the Girl with the Shiniest Wizard... TEGAN NOX!

Beth once again motions to the titantron as another video begins to play.



[TEGAN NOX]
How many people can say they've made their XWL debut at Final Stand alongside their best friend? What the heck. I cannot believe I'm saying that. Look. One year ago, I was sitting at home in the home stretch of my rehab. I was laying with my dog, marathoning the Office for the seventh time, and wondering what the future held for me. I was wondering what company would want to hire someone who's suffered not one but two career-threatening knee injuries when you have so many healthy, talented women out there. But you know what I did? I kicked this injury's butt, got back in the ring, and I worked harder than ANY woman out there because I had something to prove now. I had to prove that I still deserved to follow through with my dream and my dream is to one day be XWL Women's Champion. Hi, my name's Tegan Nox and I am one tough son of a gun.



[TEGAN NOX]
I was born and raised in Bargoed, Wales but let's keep it simple and say I'm from the Welsh Valleys. My in-ring style has changed a lot over the last two years. I've learned to be a lot more cautious about what I can and can't do in-ring. One thing remains; I've got one wicked Shining Wizard in my arsenal. I took out some of the best with it. Oh, and I'm ready to chokey-boy the other members of this women's division straight to heck. I hope to make Kane and Mayor Glenn Jacobs of Knox County, Tennessee proud.



[TEGAN NOX]
Dakota's the captain of this ship, but I like to consider myself the 'Captain Marvel' of this business. I fight for what I believe in and I believe in doing what's right I want to be the girl who makes a difference in people's life like Captain Marvel did for me. I want to be a superhero for those in need of one. I never back down from a challenge. I'm stubborn but determined. I'm a little sassy but I like to think I've got a hero's heart of my own. This is the beginning of the rest of my life. This is everything I've worked for. I hope the women of this company know that I'm coming in and I'm coming in faster than I've ever been, stronger than I ever was, and shinier than any championship in this company.



[COREY GRAVES]
I remember when XWL was first looking to sign Tegan Nox many years ago and I was one of the many crew members excited for her potential debut. You might not think I have one a lot of the time, but my heart broke for her when I heard XWL withdrew interest. As someone who's career was cut short due to injuries, that's not something I would wish upon anyone.

[MAURO RANALLO]
Despite everything she's been through, the dream is alive and well! Tegan Nox is here and she's officially part of XWL!



[MAURO RANALLO]
And she looks like a kid in a candy store right now. I've not seen someone smile that brightly in a long while.

[COREY GRAVES]
Correct me if I'm wrong, but Mauro... did she say 'chokey-boy' and 'straight to heck'?

[MAURO RANALLO]
That she did, Corey. I believe that's her equivalent of a Chokeslam Straight to Hell.



[COREY GRAVES]
To each their own, I suppose, but you're not going to hear me calling it that during her matches.

[MAURO RANALLO]
You better watch your mouth because Tegan might walk over here and chokey-boy you through the announcer's table!

[COREY GRAVES]
Take a look in the ring. Dakota looks so happy for her best friend... let's place our bets: how long before one of them turns on the other?



[MAURO RANALLO]
Not everyone turns on each other, Corey. Don't get ahead of yourself.

[COREY GRAVES]
You're right, and that's because not everyone is Sasha Banks.

Tegan hops off the turnbuckle and right away, she embraces Dakota in the ring with a big hug. As said by Tegan during her introduction, a little over a year ago, her wrestling career looked all but over... and now, here she stood, in the middle of the ring at Final Stand with a sea of people surrounding her at all sides. It was so overwhelming but she kept her cool. She took a deep breath. She's twenty-five years old, and most people her age are still trying to figure out what they want to do with their life. Meanwhile, Tegan has found her calling and it's found her. She's an XWL superstar with a bright (or should we say shiny?) future ahead of her.

[BETH PHOENIX]
And now, to round off this new trio of superstars that I'm so proud to introduce to all of you on the grandest stage of them all, we're going to change up the pace a little bit... I could have let this debut between two besties be just that, but that's something we've all seen before, isn't it? For this project, this special occasion, I wanted to throw a little bit of a wrench into the gears. During my search for the perfect element to balance out the strong, uplifting dynamic that Dakota Kai and Tegan Nox bring to the table, I heard whispers of a mistress of darkness who was working her butt off and absolutely killing it across the UK indie promotions... When I bought a ticket to scope out her show, I expected the reality to be unable to match the hype and mystique that surrounds this young woman. Fortunately for me, for this entire division, and for all of you in the XWL Universe out there, she was anything but disappointing... This next superstar doesn't pride herself in being a Captain, or a Superhero. In fact, she is known across the lands of Scotland as the White Witch... Please welcome, the final addition, ISLA DAWN!

Dakota and Tegan look eagerly towards the tron, as if their parents' best friends were bringing over a child of the same age for them to have an immediate connection with and kick off what was bound to be an instant "best friends for life" relationship. The rest of the 70,000 fans in attendance join them, curious to see what diamond in the rough that Beth was able to find in Scotland, especially one that could follow the highly anticipated arrivals of Dakota Kai and Tegan Nox.



[ISLA DAWN]
My name is Isla Dawn, I hail from Glasgow, Scotland, and I am known across Europe as the White Witch.... When people hear that, their first instinct is often to fear me. They hear words like witchcraft and goddess worship, and they immediately associate that with something evil that only people who hold wicked intentions would ever practice. While people should know that I am not out to get you, I'm not out to put a hex on you or construct a voodoo doll to target and torment you with... But regardless of what I do or do not choose to practice, there is one thing that you should be afraid of when stepping inside of the ring with the White Witch...



[ISLA DAWN]
When I enter the ring, I'm coming at you quick, I'm coming at you hard, and I will not stop until you are down for at least three seconds. I fight with fire in my fists, and poison behind my kicks. When I strike, I strike with precision, and I rarely miss. I have been trained by some of the greatest talents that the European professional wrestling circuit has to offer. People like Nikki Cross, Killian Dane, and Aleister Black, but that is only the beginning of my story... I believe it's high time that the White Witch of the UK branches out, and expands her reach to an entirely new audience. It's time for Isla Dawn, to take North America by storm.



[ISLA DAWN]
I can be the definition of good sportsmanship to those who offer the same respect and honor to me... But cross me? And I will rain down on you with a wrath and a fury that XWL has not yet seen. To my peers and new-found XWL associates, head that warning, or defy it if you dare... Either way, the White Witch is here to stay.

The tron fades out on the smirk of Isla Dawn before transitioning into her theme song. The lights in the arena fade to black, pulsing with deep and vibrant shades of blue as the eerie beat of a drum fills the arena.





The theme song continues to play before Isla finally appears on the stage as the vocalist chimes in. Her long, red hair hangs down over one side of her face. Her head remains low as she steps towards the center of the stage slowly.



Covering her figure and her gear is a long, black, Victorian-styled jacket with a train that extends down around her legs. Once she finds herself in the center of the stage, she stands perfectly still. Her head slowly rises, and her gaze falls upon the ring before her. Once the music becomes heavier as it transitions into the chorus, Isla opens the sides of her cape and spreads her arms out wide. Her index and middle fingers point outwards while the rest of her fingers curl in, placing herself in a Baphomet-inspired pose.



[MAURO RANALLO]
Talk about a presence, Corey. What do you make of the aura that has filled the arena due to the presence of the White Witch, Isla Dawn?

[COREY GRAVES]
There's definitely an eerie chill in the air to say the least, Mauro. I don't know whether it's peaceful or ominous, but I've got a strong feeling that this is only the calm before the storm...



A grin dances across the face of Dawn, who brings her hands back down to clutch both sides of her cape, keeping them parted as she begins to descend down the ramp towards the ring. The fans quite honestly seem a little unsure of how to react. Their gut is telling them that something is off, but regardless of what was lying inside the mind of the White Witch, this was as exciting an occasion as any.



Isla reaches ringside and walks around the ring post before leaping up onto the apron. She stands up to her feet, pushing her cape aside and out of the way before she swings her leg through and arches her back, dipping down backwards to enter the ring.



[MAURO RANALLO]
Dawn is a competitor that has all the tools to be a star. She has dominated the European circuit, and with an XWL contract now in her hand, it's only a matter of time in her mind before the Americas become the land of the White Witch.

[COREY GRAVES]
Inspired by unsung influences like Goldust, and trained by in kickboxing by current superstars like Aleister Black, Isla Dawn is one of the most lethal strikers in the game today. Paired with her skill in the art of British strong-style, she will definitely be a unique force to be reckoned with on the XWL roster.

Once inside of the ring, Isla swiftly swings herself around into a kneeling stance as she faces the camera. Almost hypnotically, she extends her arm out towards the camera and pulls it in closer to her gaze. The camera zooms in gradually to accommodate this gesture.




Dawn holds the camera there for a few moments longer, effectively putting the live audience as well as the TV audience under her spell. Her lingering gaze holds our attention almost as if we were staring into an enchanting spinning spiral, feeling some part of ourselves unable to look away for the moment.



After another few seconds of holding our gaze and attention, Isla gracefully stands back to her feet and walks over by her fellow stablemates and co-workers, Dakota Kai and Tegan Nox. She passes them a subtle smirk and head dip before finding her place alongside them while the lights come back up. The crowd roars to life after being lulled by Isla's trance, cheering and applauding this decision as the three newest XWL signees are presented in full formation.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Well, ladies...it's time to make it official and sign on the dotted line in front of the entire XWL Universe. Dakota, we'll start with you...then Tegan...and lastly, Isla.

Dakota lets out a deep exhale as she's the first to step up. Grabbing the pen and opening the contract labeled with her name, making sure to read it over a couple of times before signing her name on the contract. As Tegan is next, Dakota makes sure to sit on the table next to her best friend, a somewhat goofy grin on her face as "The Girl with the Shiniest Wizard" makes her contract official. Dakota proceeds to hop back off the table onto her feet, sharing a secret handshake with Tegan while behind them, Isla Dawn rolls her eyes before quickly signing her name on her contract with zero hesitation, Isla promptly grabbing her contract and placing it directly in Beth's hands before Beth would grab the other two contracts, holding all three in a stack to her chest.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Ladies and gentlemen, it's official...meet the future of XWL's Women's division: Dakota Kai...Tegan Nox...and Isla Dawn!



The crowd cheers for these three newly signed stars as one-by-one, Beth Phoenix makes sure to shake their hands. Tegan and Dakota each raise the other's arms up with giant smiles on their faces as Isla Dawn stands to the side with her arms loosely folded across her chest, a sly smirk on her lips as we head to our next segment.

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Riochet gets his hand raised, and Nakamura rolls out with no shame in the fight from these competitors, laying it all on the line.. although we see one of them taking it more to heart. We pan to the other side of the ring with a defeated, and certainly disappointed Ilja Dragunov walking around the ringside area with this hands above his head, trying to figure out where it all went wrong...how he went from a promising upstart to these series of unfortunate events. From having his debut match in XWL to go horribly wrong, to the bitter road to get back and start all over again, to even defeating a former World Heavyweight Champion with the sickest diving headbutt we've ever witnessed in XWL, maybe even professional wrestling in it's entire existence. To unfortunate suffering a loss here tonight in his first appearance on the grand stage. Certainly not what he expected or even hoped for himself...but like many before him that have also failed their first time when stepping onto a show of this caliber...we know that he will bounce back just as he did after a disastrous debut in XWL, and next year...things WILL be different.

But through his sorrows, is a cackling echoing through the building, far more obnoxious and predominant to be from your average fan. Sure people can heckle sometimes, but this is almost...far too animated for that to be the case. As Ilja passes many fans along the barricade, the cackling grows louder, and somehow more obnoxious...until we finally find the source for such joy in another person's dismay. The Intercontinental Champion Robert Roode who elected to sit tonight out, as he has been forced to at every Final Stand before now...stands up from his seat sarcastically applauding Ilja's efforts tonight...no doubt holding a grudge on behalf of his fellow Enterprise brethren Daniel Bryan who suffered an upset loss as previously mentioned to Ilja in one on one action.

"Fantastic job, sport! Really impressive stuff, I liked the way you got your shoulders pinned to the mat, and the referee counted three...I think you've really found your calling!"

Ilja's too frustrated with himself to even become more frustrated by Robert's taunting...even if The Intercontinental Champion has such an overbearing smirk on his face that on a normal night he wouldn't hesitate to knock it right off.

"Aw, turn that frown upside down...like Ricochet turned you upside down and pinned you!"

The taunting is so much that fans around him hearing all of this start to boo, I mean way to kick a man when he's down, especially when he's never done anything to you. Sure he pinned your friend but this is just ridiculous. His fit of laughter resumes, pointing at Ilja as he turns to the people in attendance near him...taking far too much pleasure in his misfortune. I mean at least Ilja came out here tonight to wrestle, and put on a great performance at that...what's Roode done tonight? Heckle the talent actually doing what he should be doing, especially as a Champion? Thankfully Ilja doesn't stick around any longer and walks off from Robert's antics even if we can still hear his laughing in the distance as the scene comes to a close.

“TO BE A CHAMPION, FIRST YOU HAVE TO MAKE THE CHAMPIONSHIP MATTER..”



These words are shown all across the titantron, in different fonts and then it suddenly goes off. The theme song of our World Champion, Keith Lee covers the entire Rogers Centre. Smoke starts to fill the stage, white smoke is hit off a couple times, and out from the back comes the champion, with the gold on his shoulder. Keith takes a moment to soak up the energy and then a smile comes across his face. He takes this very seriously, his eyes show that he’s come this far and he’s made it to the grandest stage of them all on top of his game, and proved everyone wrong. He almost gets emotional, instead he basks in the moment and then throws a fist down and the sounds of pyro go off. The fans cheer to the beat of his music and his energy is getting them into a big fight feel.

Keith steps to the middle of the ramp and has a bounce in his step, he looks around at the fans in attendance, a sea of heads as far as the eye can see and this makes him smile even more than before, he gets to show the world what he does best and why he’s their champion, not just the company’s itself. The Limitless One takes in the adoration and stops at the edge of the ramp after a long walk, longer than usual because he was absorbing their power, I mean he even says it himself. “GIVE ME YOUR ENERGY, I FEEL IT TOO YOU KNOW!” He looks at the camera man and takes the gold in his hands, raising it up to the lens and clinking it, enjoying himself.


Lee is at the end of the ramp by now and closes his eyes, doing a symphony to himself and raising both of his arms out with the title in his right hand, grasped tighter than ever before, he’s living in this moment and living for the glory of it all. The fans chant back at him “OHHH BASKKK IN HIS GLORYYYYY” x3 and he opens his eyes to see the ring in front of him. A mad dash under the bottom rope and pushing up to his feet, where he speed walks to the center, and then charges to the ropes, raising the belt.

A spotlight covers him from head to toe, the glistening of his silhouette in full view, he raises his thumbs up to his shoulder with the opposite hand and then holds onto the championship after the pose is felt through the millions watching at home, the theme dies down with this historic moment forever etched in time. Keith Lee walks into Final Stand as The World Heavyweight Champion, something he never thought he would have achieved this early on in his career, he’s earned it and the fans are behind him one hundred percent. He’s a larger than life superstar and his presence right now, proves that.

As Keith Lee stands in the middle of the ring expecting The Fiend, we're suddenly greeted by a much different entity...



As Keith Lee stands in the ring, the titantron cuts to Bray Wyatt sitting in the middle of the floor of the Firefly Funhouse, clutching a replica Fiend mask.

[BRAY WYATT]
Oh...hello Keith! I bet you're expecting Him to come down there right now...well...that's a shame, huh. You see...The Fiend...The Fiend was never after that little trinket you have hanging on your shoulder. The Fiend...just wanted to play! And well...since you don't seem to be in a mood to play with Him...The Fiend...is not in Toronto tonight. So it seems like you got all worked up...and got all upset...for NOTHING!

Bray slaps his knee as he begins to psychotically giggle, falling on his back on the floor as he's overcome by a fit of laughter while Keith just stands in the ring confused as all hell.

[Beth Phoenix]
This...this is an absolute disaster...The Fiend isn't going to be here? But, that was...I...oh my god what's going to happen?

[Mauro Ranallo]
This is unprecedented...we've never had a World Title Challenger not show up at Final Stand...

[Corey Graves]
Beth, did your husband have a backup plan or something in case something like this happened?

[Beth Phoenix]
I mean, as Mauro said...this literally has never happened before. This isn't supposed to happen on a night like Final Stand...I don't know what this means.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Keith Lee left in the ring, challenger-less...you have to believe this is a major disappointment to our Limitless World Heavyweight Champion.

[Corey Graves]
I mean I guess it means he gets to live to see another day...

[Beth Phoenix]
But you know he didn't want that to come like this...as I'm sure you're both hearing in our headsets right now, my husband is trying to figure out a remedy to this situation but it's not like a challenger's just going to appear out of thin ai-

As Beth was speaking, our cameras cut away from them, and from Keith...to a rather rowdy audience that seems to have been, fired up in a not so delightful way by something...I mean sure The Fiend no showing isn't great but has that caused all of this commotion? The answer, is no. That isn't why people have begun to boo, in fact it's the very reason boos have randomly swept through the air all night as a certain "absentee Champion" has taken the focus off of the action this evening and placed it on himself. Whether it's mocking talent or the fans...The Intercontinental Champion Robert Roode has been nothing short of obnoxious tonight. And unfortunately that behavior hasn't subsided in a moment as difficult as this. Robert has stood up from his seat, sat his martini glass of beer down, and shoved his popcorn bucket into the chest of the guy next to him. What on Earth is he about to do? Robert brings his Intercontinental Championship into his hand, then stares at it for a moment as he nods to himself. With a few nod repeated nods he suddenly leaps up off of the floor, hopping the barricade...and his sight solely is directed at The World Champion that through his own shock has turned in a state of even more confusion seeing Roode leave his cushy seat in the audience and step out into the big boy's playground...a playground he was supposed to be on and defend his Intercontinental Championship but he used the power to name his opponent to choose "no one."

[Beth Phoenix]
Ugh, seriously? What is he doing now? I swear as much as I have tried to put up with his antics this is what his third or fourth time disrupting the show by trying to take the focus off of what's happening and onto himself? It's already bad enough he used Adam's trust in him to loophole his way out of competing tonight and defending his title like EVERY OTHER CHAMPION...now he's what? Here to kick Keith while he's down and mock him for not getting to fulfill his honor as Champion to wrestle on this stage? Enough is enough!

[Mauro Ranallo]
Clearly Beth, your ire is completely shared by this audience and likely those at home...I just don't understand Roode's behavior. He's been unstoppable for 8 months, with only a loss to one man in that time...he could be so much more if he would just stop these thankless stunts of his. I mean look at what he did at High Octane last month? That proved he is a top level competitor, and instead of capitalizing on that momentum he just wasted the last four weeks and even tonight stroking his ego and berating his fellow Superstars.

[Corey Graves]
I mean I could understand why he'd want to make this moment about himself, what else is it? A pity party for Keith for losing the ability to wrestle tonight? Let's let Roode shoo him away and motivate The Superstars to be worthy of facing him for The Intercontinental Championship next month.

[Beth Phoenix]
The fact you think he wouldn't defend that title before Dead Man's Hand is ridiculous. I can't speak for my husband but I say Robert Roode defends his title next week on Octane, I don't care who or how, but he's the only Champion that CHOSE to sit tonight out so there will be no talk of "next month."

[Corey Graves]
Thankfully that decision is in your husband's hands not yours because that would be incredible unfair. How would he be able to prepare with absolutely no notice with no prior knowledge of who that opponent would be? That would be an utter travesty...

The Intercontinental Champion grabs the middle rope, pulling himself up onto the apron as he rests one knee on it, as if he's surveying Keith's state of mind...and what he might do if he were to enter the ring. After gaining the confidence he pulls his other foot up onto the apron standing on the side of the ring. The whole time this happens the audience is just booing at the top of their lungs, they were promised no Roode by Roode himself...but that promise has been broken and they're just dreading whatever he's thinking about doing or saying. The Glorious One wipes the bottom of his boots off on the apron then steps into the ring, walking past Roode to retrieve a mic from one of the ringside attendants.

[Beth Phoenix]
No, don't give him that!

Despite Beth's protests...Roode is indeed passed a mic through the ropes, and with a smirk as he turns back toward The World Heavyweight Champion Keith Lee...who doesn't seem at all impressed, or even sure why he's bothered making this moment about himself...The Intercontinental Champion looks at his title, before staring at Keith's.

[[[Robert Roode]]]
Wow, Keith...talk about embarrassing...you finally make it to the top, you ROB my pal Daniel blind and become World Champion...and what happens? You make HISTORY! Yes, like all of The Women brag about every hour of every day...YOU HAVE MADE HISTORY, for this...this a moment that yes, is HISTORIC!

We already hear audible groaning amidst the boos because this is exactly what we expected...

[[[Robert Roode]]]
Never before has a World Heavyweight Champion been such a failure that their challenger didn't even bother showing up! I don't know what the hell Bray just said, but all I heard was...The Fiend isn't going to be here...and that means you...FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER...IN THE HISTORY OF EVER...will be the ONLY World Champion not to defend your title on the GRANDEST STAGE OF THEM ALL! THE MACK DADDY, THE MECCA, THE SHOWCASE OF THE IMMORTALS!

This moment is especially grating on our nerves and senses because this son of a bitch literally is the only Intercontinental Champion NOT to defend at Final Stand. And that was by choice, this wasn't a matter of his challenger not coming, this is a matter of him being able to choose his opponent and him choosing NO ONE! Choosing to sit his ass in the audience while everyone else does what he should have been doing. The level of irony is almost so insulting that the word ironic doesn't even feel like it describes what we're hearing.

[[[Robert Roode]]]
So let's give our dear Champion a round of applause...it takes a special kind of pathetic to achieve what you did...and you know this is all fun and games and all...but I especially take exception to this moment right now. YOU made your name at my expense, if it weren't for your FLUKE victory over me late last year? YOU WOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN A REMATCH WITH DANIEL, AND ROBBED HIM OF THAT TITLE!

Robert ferociously points at The World Heavyweight Championship...while he continues to spit venom from his mouth in the form of words.

[[[Robert Roode]]]
You would have lost it at High Octane if I had just three more seconds with you when we fought again...YOU wouldn't have done what I did and DESTROY THE FIEND, BRAY WYATT, AND CHRIS SABIN in a title defense that was nothing short of INCREDIBLE! BREATHTAKING! THE GREATEST TITLE DEFENSE A CHAMPION HAS EVER HAD IN XWL HISTORY! You see, Keith...you think you're hot shit, don't you? That your "glory" is much greater than mine? That you can continue to be the only blemish on my pristine record, and that I'll just let you keep getting away with it? No...see, that last loss? It awakened something in me, something that even I never knew was there. The week that followed? Saw me do something that was deemed "impossible" by everyone. Believe me, these idiots here and watching at home wouldn't shut the hell up about it! ROODE'S GOING TO LOSE HIS TITLE! IT'S GOING BE GREAT! KEITH MADE HIM HIS BITCH AND LIKE THE BITCH HE IS HE'S GOING TO LOSE EVERYTHING! I CAN'T WAIT! ISN'T THAT RIGHT, XWL UNIVERSE?!

To call Robert "unhinged" at this point might not even be appropriate because he almost feels further than that...maybe he's hopped up on sugar, popcorn, or alcohol...but he is just word vomiting all over as Keith grows more tired of hearing him with every word he continues to shout.

[[[Robert Roode]]]
You put me in that position...you set me up for failure, and that is what made what happened so...what's the word? GLORIOUS! Because instead of "basking" in my defeat...I rose up from the ashes of it, and ever since...something's been different. I look at this Intercontinental Championship, and I look at how I disappointed it and it's history when I lost to you. This title has been everything to me...but as hard as I've fought, as much as I've reclaimed it despite never actually losing it each and every time...I haven't been the champion that it deserves because to be perfectly honest with you? Maybe it's the couple of beers I've had since the show began that's giving me the clarity I've sought for the last month...but as I have tried to move forward, and look to what I can accomplish with it...as much as I want...to just...put what happened behind me...I CAN'T! I KNOW I CAN BEAT YOU! And knowing that this stupid line between Champions has been drawn is eating me alive...I'M BEING PULLED IN ONE DIRECTION TRYING TO BE FOCUSED, TO BE PRESENT...all the while your name is at the tip of my tongue, your face is ingrained in my head...and when I think about stepping in this ring? There's only one person I want to face, and it's not any potential "challenger" that serves no challenge to me at this point...no, it is YOU!

The Intercontinental Champion's face is growing redder as he vents his frustrations to the man that is the only man on this roster to beat him in 8 months.

[[[Robert Roode]]]
So why don't we cut the bullshit, and you face me right here, RIGHT NOW...for THAT!

The audience is both stunned by his challenge and also COMPLETELY AGAINST IT! The boos that follow before much time passes are truly "limitless."  Especially when he removes his jacket, and throws it on the ground, ripping open his button down shirt and flinging it off of his shoulders. He's serious...so serious that this may have even been premeditated like he was planning to do this all along whether The Fiend showed up or not! After stripping his shirt and suit jacket off, he grabs both ends of his pants causing them rip off of his body as he kicks the remainder of them off of his revealed wrestling boots...not dress boots.

[[[Robert Roode]]]
I promise you this is as real of a challenge as it gets...you want to fight tonight? I came here tonight to fight, so FIGHT ME! Defend The World Heavyweight Championship against ME! If I don't win I'll personally walk right into Edge's office and surrender The Intercontinental Championship because if I can't beat you I don't deserve to have it!

The plot, THICKENS...did Robert Roode just say that if he loses he'll give up The Intercontinental Championship? After all of the names he's defeated, he's so hellbent on getting another match with Keith Lee that he's risking the very title that brought about this transformation of his career?

[[[Robert Roode]]]
The way I see it, Keith? You have a choice...face the guy you've beaten twice...and has never beaten you...or admit to all of your loving fans...out here right now that you're afraid that the third time might indeed be the charm...and your "glory"....might soon belong to ME!

Keith takes a moment to himself and then laughs off on how Roode is trying to weasel himself into a match at Final Stand against him.

[Keith Lee]
“GLORIFICATION IN DEMONSTRATION
Look, you might have everything in your favor, lady luck has kissed you on the lips..reluctantly so. I’ve beaten you twice, and I have never backed down from a challenge, a third.. A fourth or even a fifth time. You want me to lay it all on the line against you because of the circumstances given? You really want to go one on one with XWLee on the biggest stage there is today? Well I want that too, in fact.. I would never pass up on an opportunity to whoop your ass, son.

He raises his eyebrow and then speaks directly to Robert with sincerity in his voice, his body language showing how real this is for the both of them.

[Keith Lee]
“GLORIFICATION IN DEMONSTRATION
This time when you taste the bitter defeat in front of all your peers, you won’t be striking gold or even pushing this brand on your shoulders, you’ll be another man who stepped up to the sole player on top, and got dropped. Don’t make excuses for yourself, if you want it, take it from me.. And take it from me like a man. Not a coward, not the Rich Roode Boy, a man! Blink and you’ll miss it, don’t choke on your own ego this time because I will snatch it out of the air faster than you could say GLORIOOUUS!

Lee holds the microphone up high and carefully says these next two words that could potentially shake the entire foundation of this company.

[Keith Lee]
“GLORIFICATION IN DEMONSTRATION
YOU’RE ON!

Keith unclips off the World Heavyweight Championship belt and looks it deep off the reflection, before handing it over to the referee and then retreats to his corner where he awaits for Roode to come get his fifteen minutes of fame.

[Mauro Ranallo]
IT'S ON! Beth, is your husband going to let this happen? Because they seem to be ready to this one started!

[Beth Phoenix]
I'm sure he's probably as flabbergasted as I am right now, this wasn't the plan...but if two competitors want to fight...I suppose we can't really intervene...

[Corey Graves]
Oh my god, could you imagine? WHAT IF ROBERT ROODE BECOMES THE NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

[Mauro Ranallo]
While yes this does appear to be for The World Heavyweight Championship...I don't know if that's going to change anything. Keith Lee has had Robert Roode's number since they first met in that ring 5 months ago, and again just over a month ago.

[Beth Phoenix]
I don't know what's going to happen anymore, I guess Final Stand is living up to it's reputation. Many Superstars can make their return, debut...and apparently even find themselves in title matches they weren't originally in.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Robert Roode versus Keith Lee for The World Heavyweight Championship starts right now! Who's glory will we be basking in when this blockbuster match we didn't expect to see tonight is over?






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[Corey Graves]
OH BASK IN HIS GLORY, ROBERT ROODE IS THE NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!

[Mauro Ranallo]
Final Stand is all about seizing your moment...and Beth, I can only imagine how you and your husband feel after Robert Roode just went from a spectator in tonight's show...to THIS!

[Beth Phoenix]
I don't know whether to be upset...or impressed...

The arena has gone FULL MELTDOWN! Robert Roode, the man that publicly denounced the fans 8 months ago when he returned to XWL...a new lease on his career, and a bad attitude to go with it...has defeated the crowd favorite Keith Lee...the man whose road to success began at Roode's expense...has now had his own success brought to a screeching halt in one of the most shocking moments in the history of Final Stand. The INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION stepped in when The Fiend didn't want to "play" and while Keith Lee ended his undefeated streak late last year, and then doubled down on that victory and defeated Roode in their Champion versus Champion Match before the first ever High Octane...Robert Roode has just attained not only The World Heavyweight Championship...but sweet sweet vindication! The boos, the absolute roaring of anger wafting in the air is damn near drowning out Roode's own music...as Canada boos one of their own for becoming World Champion. A sight we've never seen quite to this extent...until now.

The official collects The World Title through the ropes passing it to the overjoyed NEW World Heavyweight Champion and raises his hand into the air as nothing but boos follow, boos on top of more boos on top of even more boos!



[Beth Phoenix]
The XWL Universe is NOT happy about this result...and I can understand why. This is a Champion that refused to defend his Intercontinental Championship tonight in a rant that rambled from never competing on this stage before despite his on and off career here....to no one being worthy of challenging him...so he showed up and sat in the front row heckling the actual performers tonight, mocking the audience every chance he got, and kicking back relaxing while he sipped drinks and stuffed his face with popcorn. It's hard to just forget all of that happened even after an incredible match with Keith Lee where he FINALLY got rid of the monkey on his back and defeated the ONLY Superstar that has tarnished his near spotless record since his return.

[Corey Graves]
I think it's obvious that as much as he has tried to be professional and focus on his obligations as Intercontinental Champion...he's had to go around every week defeating Superstar after Superstar...only to be reminded of the ONLY Superstar that has beaten him since he turned everything around and became as GLORIOUS as he became 8 months ago. That loss ate away at him, I know you remember his words when he challenged Keith tonight...that was a man that has been trying to pry that monkey off of his back, but no matter what he did, or who he defeated...there was only one way to move forward and that was by conquering that which conquered him.

[Mauro Ranallo]
We know how competitors can be, but...does that really excuse failing to report for his duties as Intercontinental Champion? Especially if he showed up tonight, in full gear under his suit...seemingly waiting for this very moment to come about. I don't know what he had planned but I think it's very obvious that he never intended on sitting tonight out...maybe he was going to try and insert himself in this match with The Fiend and Keith to try and force a Triple Threat like he was forced to endure in his last title defense for The Intercontinental Title?

[Beth Phoenix]
I think that's what upsets me the most, Mauro...that man didn't show up with his gear under his suit "just in case" this was premeditated...and unfortunately for Keith Lee...his willingness to fight here tonight...to take on any challenge...was preyed upon by a man that was far readier for him...than he was for what awaited him.

[Corey Graves]
I mean I think you're both being a little presumptuous...he's The Intercontinental Champion...he's in theory supposed to be ready for anything so maybe he expected your husband to force him to compete and he came prepared? And seeing as he was all geared up...and Keith was without an opponent...he saw lightning come within that bottle and he knew what he had to do.

[Beth Phoenix]
Forgive me if I find that difficult to believe that this was all some coincidence that somehow has fallen tremendously in Roode's favor.

The Intercontinental AND NEW World Heavyweight Champion stumbles away from the referee with his new title in tow, collapsing against the corner as if all of his adrenaline has run out and he's having to take a breather to rest against the ropes after the absolute war he had with The Limitless One. Because while he did indeed finally defeat Keith, just minutes prior to that three count he was being thrown around ringside, powerbombed against the floor, the post, completely tenderized for an absolute catastrophe...but whether it was baiting the then Champion in, or somehow in the moment countering into one Glorious DDT before connecting with a second one...Robert Roode turned things around quite quickly and has led to his first match at Final Stand ever...ending as fantastically as one could ever hope for. He not only entered with one title, but now is leaving with another and a victory over the only man that has pinned him in 8 months.



He clutches his ribs, looking at the defeated Keith Lee who's being tended to by the official as he comes to and realizes what's just happened. His moment, his time on top...just unceremoniously came to an end against a challenger that he "may" have underestimated heading into this contest. Roode shouts through the sea of boos "READ IT AND WEEP LOSERS, I'M THE NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION AND I DID IT WITHOUT YOU!!" Again harping on the fact that his success came in spite of the fans that he once let lead his career...until they led him astray, in his words....and forgot all about him and moved on to the next "good guy."



[Mauro Ranallo]
Coincidence or not...the fact remains, Robert Roode has ascended a top of the mountain that he perhaps thought he might never climb.

[Beth Phoenix]
This isn't a upstart finding success, this is a grizzled veteran in this sport that has been grinding it out since 1997...where he began training for his dream of becoming a Professional Wrestler. It's not often we see a story like his, and that's why while I'm not the biggest fan of his attitude...it's certainly hard to deny how far he's come especially in the last year.

[Corey Graves]
He was trained right here in Ontario and has circulated the globe looking for that opportunity, that moment where he would catapult himself into greatness...but unfortunately a story that isn't quite ever told is the amount of competitors that never make it very far. He certainly was viewed as a "good hand" and the popularity of Beer Money really helped give him lasting presence in this business...but you can only be a novelty act for so long before that novelty wears off and all that's left is a man that's almost having to start over again in a locker room full of guys much younger than him and with more long term promise...

[Mauro Ranallo]
The Enterprise did save his career, he's spoken many times how he wasn't being used...his contract was dwindling down and there was absolutely no interest in resigning him. But Daniel Bryan and Cesaro saw something in him that resonated with them. The rest is as we now see, history...because that man went from sitting on the sidelines, to STANDING IN THAT RING RIGHT NOW ON TOP OF THE WORLD!

After licking his wounds and spouting off insults toward the audience trying to ruin his moment with their boos, he turns to the corner he's resting in and gingerly mounts the second rope looking down at The World Heavyweight Championship in his grasp...despite his frustrations with this crowd, all of that dissipates in this moment as his face collapses into the loving bosom of his
newly won prize.



Robert Roode may be a prideful Intercontinental Champion...but at the end of the day there's a reason The World Heavyweight Championship is viewed so highly by everyone...it's the benchmark, the ultimate prize that is often out of many people's reach whether their career is short or long...and it's now his...a man that never had a Final Stand "moment" is now soaking it all in because this moment belongs to him, and him alone.

[Corey Graves]
You don't have to like him, in fact he doesn't give a damn if you do or not...but you can't deny what he has done tonight. His critics loved to blast him for losing to Keith...they loved to downplay his incredible run the past 8 months by touting that his limits were exposed by the "Limitless One" but he just killed two birds with one stone and proved he is every bit as good as he has proven...and said he is.

[Mauro Ranallo]
Often times you can see a Superstar like him have that kryptonite, the thing they can't quite overcome despite overcoming many other things...and it's fair to say that Keith Lee was that thing. The obstacle that somehow WAS too great, the final boss that despite having two attempts against, the result remained the same. But the difference between being "good" in this business and being "great" in this business is being able to face those challenges rather than run from them. I don't particularly agree with his efforts the last month he's been Intercontinental Champion...but he saw an opportunity tonight to redeem himself, and rather than shove his face with more popcorn...he did hop that barricade, grab that microphone, and ran toward that opportunity to perhaps leave the world, Keith Lee, and himself in utter shock by the end of it all...and he did.

[Beth Phoenix]
Canada may be having a meltdown right now, but our new World Champion is having quite the breakdown as he celebrates his massive victory.

After a moment between he and his title, Robert Roode pulls away from the warm embrace of The World Heavyweight Championship and starts to laugh as he looks out into the masses of pure anger at his success. He's Ontario's own...a man that began his training in his hometown not far from here....and if he weren't such a son of a bitch this arena would be erupting in pure joy....and that tells you right there the type of character that Robert has...that they're not. That instead of rallying and crying tears of happiness...they're rabidly shouting, jeering, and pointing ALL thumbs down at what he's accomplished here at the showcase of the immortals. But their reaction has no effect on him, that's why he's laughing...he's taking satisfaction not only for what he's achieved...but what this victory has done to this crowd. They paid their hard earned money to come see the mecca itself...the biggest show of the year...only to see one of the most hated men in all of Canada...realize his dream in a match that nobody dared to ever expect to see when taking their seats in The Rogers Centre tonight.

He carefully dismounts the corner then staggers his way back to the center of the ring with Keith Le now out of sight, perhaps being tended to outside of the ring or helped to the back. But the focus isn't on the "former" right now as much as we may want to know he's okay after this crushing loss...no it is on the victor...and that victor thrusts his World Heavyweight Championship high for all to see, whether they want to or not.



[Corey Graves]
Robert Roode now joins the very shortlist of men that have held The Intercontinental Championship and went on to capture The World Heavyweight Championship during that same reign.

[Mauro Ranallo]
An accomplishment first attained by the longest reigning Intercontinental Champion in XWL history, Shawn Michaels. Who infamously defeated Jeff Hardy to on that night stand tall over the "top" Champion.

[Beth Phoenix]
Then of course Wade Barrett who on the very night he defended his Intercontinental Championship in a Gauntlet Match, not only won The World Heavyweight Championship later that evening...but also successfully fended of a cash in from The Mr. Money In The Bank.

[Corey Graves]
It's a triple header for Robert Roode tonight...in his third reign as Intercontinental Champion he defeats Keith Lee in their third match to become World Heavyweight Champion to become the third Superstar to have held both titles simultaneously.

The "Victorious" and "Glorious" Robert Roode proudly stands front and center allowing himself to be lost in the moment that is his crowning as our NEW World Heavyweight Champion. No matter the reaction, or how loud the boos may get...nothing is going to spoil this for him. He has shocked the entire world, and maybe even himself...and now he gets to reap the benefits of that shocking turn of events as he proudly celebrates with the biggest smile on his face...which coincidentally enough is also the only smile on anyone's face as he stands before us.



[Mauro Ranallo]
You do have to feel for Keith Lee...he essentially lost The World Heavyweight Championship he so deeply cherished because his character as Champion wouldn't allow him to sit this night out when The Fiend didn't show up.

[Beth Phoenix]
It's a tough situation, on one hand you respect that decision even if it didn't at all go as he would have hoped...but on the other, if he had made the same choice as Robert Roode...he would still be The World Heavyweight Champion.

[Corey Graves]
That's why Robert Roode is going to be a BRILLIANT as he adds The World Heavyweight Championship to his collection. He isn't going to just throw himself in front of his sword in the name of appeasing these fans. Keith Lee made the same mistake that Robert Roode did at The Slammy Awards 2 years ago. He let them, and his desire to not let them down...lead him down this path...and as Robert Roode has told us, there is nothing but misery and despair at the end of that path.

""WHETHER YOU WANT TO OR NOT, YOU WILL BASK IN MY GLORY!!" Robert Roode proudly shouts to the fans that haven't stopped booing since the bell rang and this match officially ended with the worst possible outcome in their eyes. Mocking Keith Lee's phrase, his loss, and their anger all in one prideful claim. That is the type of man Robert Roode is...and unfortunately he is right. Whether we like it or not...this is it. He is The NEW World Heavyweight Champion after defeating Keith Lee following his opportunistic challenge...and no amount of boos or anger is going to change that. He at least steps out onto the apron dropping down to the outside of the ring where he catches Keith Lee being tended to by several officials seated in front of the barricade. Like the class act that he is...he brings his hand up to his lips and blows the former Champion a kiss before bursting into erratic laughter and going on his way up the ramp.

He passes several fans shouting very mean things at him, but considering who he is...and some of the mean things he's said? We can't really blame The XWL audience for being so upset at this result. Robert Roode as much as he has complained in the past about being robbed...has essentially committed highway robbery this evening against Keith Lee. Sure he did legitimately beat him, he didn't cheat to do so, and he didn't roll him up. He spiked his head into the mat not once but twice with The Glorious DDT in the end so he WAS finally the better man...but it's a very messy situation especially when we remember that our NEW World Heavyweight Champion is also still The Intercontinental Champion...and as if his ego wasn't big enough, now he's on top of two divisions? Ugh we can only imagine the obnoxious victory lap he is going to have on Octane. Finally he reaches the upper portion of the ramp and he turns to face the ring where he did the seemingly impossible tonight and as he cradles his new prize in his arms there is the biggest and bright smile on his face.



And with good reason, he went from a novelty act to THE act...we may not want to give the "devil" in this case his due? But the fact is in 8 months he completely changed himself, who he let "in" who he gave his time to. He changed his whole outlook on this business and especially the fans...and how little importance they were to him...and honestly at this point we're not sure if we hate him more because of how he acts and the things he says...or if we hate him because he IS doing so much better without us than he ever did WITH us! Maybe we're the scorned girlfriend that's watched their boyfriend move on to someone else, much happier, and far more successful in life...and asking ourselves late at night...WERE WE REALLY THE PROBLEM? WAS IT REALLY OUR FAULT? Before Robert Roode there had been Superstars that denounced the fans and found success, but it's hard to remember one that did at such a scale as our now World Champion has. The only loss he's taken in 8 months is to the man he just beat tonight...

[Mauro Ranallo]
As Robert Roode stands VICTORIOUS...and oh so GLORIOUS as our NEW World Heavyweight Champion...there's just one match left tonight folks.

[Beth Phoenix]
We've seen The North American Championship end it's co-holder status and now solely belong to Kairi Sane, The World Heavyweight Championship shockingly end up in the hands of our Intercontinental Champion Robert Roode...but now our Main-Event is upon us, and it is a Women's Championship Match that has been 2 years in the making.

[Corey Graves]
Friendship, betrayal, reconciliation, betrayal, polar opposite personalities...did I mention betrayal? This one has had it all and it officially ends tonight.

The Glorious Champion brings his title proudly into the air, as his smile spreads wide across our screens...his joy filling us with unbridled anger and disgust.



This image is the last thing we see before we fade away and prepare for our Main-Event...and also before we find ourselves with the unsettling urge to punch our screens to get Robert Roode out of sight and out of our minds...it's going to be a rough days ahead folks...because The Era of Roode has officially begun...and no matter how badly we wish we'd wake up right now and realize this is just some sort of nightmare...the unfortunate fact is this, our nightmare is his dream come true...and it is indeed very real.

IT’S BOSS TIME IN THE MAIN EVENT OF FINAL STAND! The crowd roars as the theme song of Sasha Banks begins to echo throughout the speakers of the larger stadium. Signs are held high in the air as other people pull out their phones in order to shoot videos and take pictures of the entrance that Sasha Banks is about to make. You might expect Sasha Banks to have this elaborate entrance filmed with smoke, mirrors, and fireworks… or maybe even her cousin Snoop Dogg could finally make an appearance in XWL to rap her to the ring now that she’s using his voice in his theme song. This is Final Stand after all, the biggest show of the year, so you’d almost assume that a big, elaborate entrance would be about to take place… but in fact, it’s quite the opposite that’s happening. Sasha Banks comes out from behind the curtain and rather than being dressed head-to-toe in some elaborate, gorgeous looking jacket and attire that sparkled in the light… the Boss looks as though she’s going to war which is fitting given the match type that she’s found herself in. Her attire wears a camouflage design and she wears a bandana on her head. Both hands are taped with black tape which isn’t normal for the Boss. You know she must be serious if she’s willing to bust out the wrist tape. And then as the beat drops in her theme song, arms spread and her hips move before she strikes her signature pose by pushing her hands out to the side.

[COREY GRAVES]
It’s main event time, Ladies and Gentlemen, and here comes the challenger.

[MAURO RANALLO]
This is without a doubt the most personal match of the night. You have two women who
have been on-and-off friends for the better part of two years and tonight is their final stand. There’s a lot of built up hatred between the two of them. There’s a lot of want to hurt one another. Beth, I’ve got to wonder: had it not been for the Unsanctioned stipulation, would you and your husband have gone forward with this match?

[BETH PHOENIX]
Adam might’ve, yes, but I was adamantly against these two fighting.It’s obvious how much they hate one another at this point. I don’t know if I can trust them even with a contract in place.  However, I decided that my husband could be right for once. He’s been in a lot of personal rivalries over the years and he explained that sometimes you just need to let them fight. You need to let them get everything out in order to resolve anything.

[COREY GRAVES]
Anyone who says violence doesn’t solve issues has obviously never watched a day of professional wrestling in their life. I agree with Edge here. Let these two women go at it and tear each other apart. Let them destroy one another. Let them take every last emotion they feel, turn it into a closed fist, and then swing for the fences.

As Sasha makes her entrance down the ramp, she flashes her rings to the crowd. Normally it goes one of two ways: those rings either read ‘LEGIT BOSS’ or they read ‘BOSS TIME’ but this time they’re different. They look special made for the event. The rings read ‘MAIN’ and ‘EVENT’ on them which not only states the obvious with this being the main event of the night but also alludes to the new nickname that Sasha has given herself over the last few weeks.

[MAURO RANALLO]
I don’t think there’s a better way to explain this match then how you just did, Corey. Sasha Banks is normally a more technical and high flying-based performer but I don’t know if we’ll see that side of her tonight.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Which makes you wonder if tonight could benefit Liv Morgan than Sasha Banks. We’ve seen Sasha Banks tap into a more extreme side before but every time she has, she’s lost. Look back at her Hell in a Cell match against Natalya. Her Buried Alive match against Natalya. I could more times we’ve seen this play true. I’m not counting Sasha Banks out. I’m just saying: weapons and no rules benefit Liv Morgan more.

[MAURO RANALLO]
Sasha Banks is an incredibly intelligent competitor so who knows what plan she might have up her sleeve.

[COREY GRAVES]
Who cares what plan she has? Liv Morgan is someone who takes your plan and makes you rethink them.

All confidence aside, you have to wonder what’s going on in the mind of the Boss right now. Last time she and Liv Morgan fought, Liv was able to defeat Sasha and capture the Women’s Championship. There was no advantage on either side. There was cheating. Liv Morgan defeated Sasha Banks on High Octane. Could history repeat itself or has the Blueprint come up with a new plan to defeat her former best friend? Was it even possible for her to defeat Liv? Because Liv was wild and hard to predict. Coming up with a plan was no easy task. Then again, was anything ever easy in this company? Sasha Banks continues her strut down the ramp and down to the ring mats that surround the squared circle. She takes a deep breath as she slowly strips herself of the all black jacket that she wore. Her jacket is tossed to the side before she begins to walk around to the side of the ring facing the hard camera and she climbs up onto the apron. Her eyes scan across the sea of people - quite the unusual sight after the last few months where crowds seemed a little smaller than what the XWL superstars were used to seeing. ‘THAT’S RIGHT’ the Boss shouts to the people before pointing at herself. ‘MAIN EVENT BANKS, BABY’ she adds on before she does her signature taunt where she flashes her ring to the camera with her body moving in a circular motion before stepping into the ring.

[MAURO RANALLO]
Regardless of any plans, we’re about to see history being made once again: either Sasha Banks defeats Liv Morgan for the Women’s Championship in the main event of Final Stand or Liv Morgan solidifies herself as THE woman in this division - no questions asked.

[COREY GRAVES]
You do you, Mauro, but I think everyone already knows Liv Morgan is THE woman in this company. Everyone except Sasha Banks but Sasha Banks is going to find that out tonight when she falls to the champion, the delinquent, the monster that she created.



Liv’s theme song starts off with her music box introduction, accompanied by the warped and sinister laugh that we’ve become accustomed to hearing when the Women’s Champion is about to bust out onto the scene… As the meat of the theme song kicks in, a group of men dressed in medically professional walk out. 6 of them, positioned in a circular stance, and each holding on to a chain in their closed fists. As they make it out onto the center of the Final Stand stage, they begin to separate and open up enough to see what was hidden inside of their tightly knit circle. Inside, we first see the shining and shimmer XWL Women’s Championship that is wrapped securely around the waist of Liv Morgan. However, as our eyes begin to see the full picture, we also notice that something is different about her torso. As a matter of fact, it is completely covered by a white straight jacket. Her arms are wrapped around herself, and around her neck is a large leather collar with 6 chains branching off from it. Each attendant holding onto one, respectively. On her face, is a small wire mask-like cage that covers her from the bridge of her nose down to her chin. A muzzle, if you will.

[MAURO RANALLO]
There you see, ladies and gentlemen, your Women’s Champion. Perhaps in her most natural state, wouldn’t you agree, Beth?

[BETH PHOENIX]
Well Mauro, Final Stand is where we always get to see the most creative spin on a superstar’s entrance. If I had to guess, I would imagine that the symbolism behind this is the point that Sasha Banks drove Liv Morgan to. All of the lies, the betrayal, the love affair, the “temporary” insanity. You could write a best-seller on the history between these two women, and tonight is going to be the final chapter in their tale.

Liv’s wild eyes glare down towards the ring where her greatest nemesis awaits. She begins to walk down the ramp, unable to twirl, or flick her hair, or perch her hand under her chin. Her attendants escort her down the ramp, staying in perfect formation at all times as they made their way down to the bottom of the ramp. The crowd boos, still sternly in the corner of the Blueprint, Sasha Banks, but Liv’s eyes do not stray in the midst of the crowd’s disapproval. Instead, they remain completely glued to the woman in the ring. Once positioned at the bottom of the ramp, Liv comes to a halt. The men surrounding her quickly get into position behind her. One unclasps the muzzle around her face, removing it to reveal the full face of the Women’s Champion. In the meantime, a few others begin to undo the confines of the straight jacket that has kept Liv restrained up to this point in time. As they do this, a sinister smirk creeps across the face of Morgan, directed entirely at Banks. The straight jacket loosens up once it has been successfully undone, and the attendants proceed to pull it off of Liv’s arms. With her eyes still on Sasha, Liv stretches her arms out, waking them to life. Her handlers finally reach up and unchain her collar, pulling their chains and hooks off one by one, until the Women’s Champion has been effectively “UNLEASHED.”

[COREY GRAVES]
I think there’s also an argument to be made that these restraints are not only symbolic of the point that Sasha Banks drove Liv Morgan to, but also symbolic of how Liv felt in her relationship with the Boss. If you remember, months ago when this all started, Liv said that she had finally been “unleashed” from her past and being held back and stepped on by Sasha Banks. This could just as easily be a nod to her own ability and strengths no longer being suppressed under the thumb of the Boss.

Her handlers slowly step aside, giving Liv her much needed space as she finally reaches up and places the back of her hand just under her chin in her signature pose. Following that, she moves it back behind her neck and flicks her silver locks back over her shoulder before she rolls under the bottom rope and pops up into the ring on her knees.



[MAURO RANALLO]
Despite the twists and turns along the way, the XWL Universe has really seen Liv Morgan come into her own over the past 2 years. Taking her tutelage from one of the best in the business and being able to apply that in methods so different from Banks herself has really cemented Liv Morgan in a lane of her own.

[BETH PHOENIX]
You can't put enough emphasis on how different these two competitors are, but regardless or how polar opposite they may be in some respects, they are completely compatible in others. These two know each other better than anyone else, they know every move in the other's arsenal. With the added pressure of this bout being their last together for a very, VERY long time? I would say that we're likely in for the most competitive Banks and Morgan match to date, hands down.

Keeping her gaze on Banks, she begins to crawl to her feet. It was only then that her eyes strayed away from the challenger and focused on the main camera as she stepped through the middle and top rope with her right leg. She dips her head down through, and flips her hair back over the top rope.



[MAURO RANALLO]
That being said though, we have seen in the past already that the student has outsmarted the teacher, but the teacher has come right back and played the student as well. It might be controversial to say this, but I truly believe that even though she lacks the experience of Banks, Liv Morgan is just as capable as the Blueprint.

[COREY GRAVES]
Sure, I'll give credit where credit is due. Sasha Banks's backstabbing ways have paid off for her on occasion, but you're talking about the woman who has MATCHED her in number of reigns in only a FRACTION of the time that Banks has had! Statistically speaking, Liv Morgan has had an eighth of the title opportunities that Sasha has had, and as the history books show, when Liv Morgan is booked in a title match, she more often than not walks out with the gold. Veteran or not, Sasha Banks can't say the same.

Liv brings her left leg through to join the rest of her body, sitting on the middle rope and crossing her legs while her arms stretch out and rest across the top rope. Her shining XWL Women’s Championship still resting across her midsection as she stares into the camera with a hidden, twisted grin on her lips.



[BETH PHOENIX]
I know that I haven’t been doing commentary for very long, but I have been following this story as a fan of both of these women and their respective careers. You have Sasha Banks, a veteran in the business and a staple in XWL for so long. Then you have Liv Morgan, a superstar who was a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed rookie with dreams of being a Champion not too long ago. However, after betrayal after betrayal, and trauma after trauma, she found her own legs to stand on through her brokenness and heartbreak. Sure, at times that might manifest in underhanded tactics, psychotic fits, and downright disturbing intentions, but one thing you cannot take away from Liv Morgan is the fact that regardless of how she’s done it, she has made it to the top on her own. I never try to play favorites here, as someone who knows what it was like to be in the hated and loved corner of the ring, but I can honestly tell you both that this match could go either way. This is the best that our business has to offer, and both of these women have shown that they’re more than capable of coming out on top.

Liv finally glances back over her shoulder at Sasha Banks, who was patiently staring her down from the opposite side of the ring. Just then, Liv’s smile disappears as she ducks back through the ropes and steps inside of the ring once again. As she walks towards Banks, she reaches back and unstraps her Women’s Championship from around her waist, holding it high in one hand as a bit of a bragging right while staring the Boss dead in the eyes.

[MAURO RANALLO]
Certainly no love lost between these two, but as history has shown us time and time again, when these two combustible elements step inside of the ring together, lightning strikes. The only question is, will that lightning be in favor of the Boss, the Blueprint, the former Women’s Champion? Or will Karma Incarnate strike twice, and will Liv Morgan retain her title against the woman she lost it to, and won it back from?





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Liv disappears behind the curtain, but the moment Sasha regains her bearings, she is in hot pursuit of the Women's Champion. The Boss bursts through the curtains, screaming at the staff and any coworkers as she storms through the backstage area, demanding to know: "WHERE IS SHE?!" After following a few leads and pointed fingers, Sasha gets warmer, and warmer, until she finally finds herself standing in front of a large door with an PARKING GARAGE sign overhead. The door is falling shut slowly, indicating that it was swung open just seconds prior to Banks discovering it. She pauses and inhales deeply, clenching her fists before charging towards the door, pushing the metal bar, and throwing it open.

'YOU CAN'T RUN FROM ME ANYMORE, LIV!'

Her voice echoes as it travels across the eerily still parking garage, loaded full of cars, SUVs, and everything in between. Sasha gives a close look at her surroundings as she takes a few slow and cautious steps forward, listening for any sign of life that may point her in the direction of who she seeks. It wasn't long before the sound of metallic bouncing off of the concrete rings around the garage floor, prompting Sasha's head to twitch in the direction of its origin. She grins, knowing she's closing in, and hurries off towards the noise. As she finds herself in a new aisle of parked cars, the Boss begins to walk down the row of motor vehicles, keeping her eyes absolutely peeled.

'Come out, come out, wherever you are, Livvy...'

The Boss's voice carries across the rows of cars as she walks deeper into the trap... This becomes painfully apparent as headlights turn on, accompanied by the loud roar of an engine coming to life just behind the Boss. The high beams beat down on the back of Banks, who slowly turns around to face the vehicle. The camera zooms in, catching Liv Morgan behind the wheel of a black SUV. A homicidal smirk on her face, tugging up on one half of her face while he eyes narrow ahead and lock onto her blue-haired target. As the two finally make eye contact, Liv reaches one hand down, pulling the gear shift back into drive. In seconds, tires begin to squeal and spin against the concrete surface while Liv's foot meets the floorboard. The vehicle revs up and accelerates forward towards the Boss with a cloud of smoke behind it. Like a deer in headlights, Banks remains frozen as the engine roars louder, the headlights become brighter, and the SUV races closer with each passing second.

[MAURO RANALLO]
MY GOD! LIV MORGAN IS ABOUT TO MAKE ROADKILL OUT OF SASHA BANKS!!

[COREY GRAVES]
I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M WITNESSING!

[BETH PHOENIX]
I CAN'T LOOK!

The few seconds that this entire scene took place in drug on in slow motion which felt like minutes. At last, just as the bumper of the vehicle was closing in on the body of Banks, she snaps out of her hypnosis by the headlights and throws herself out of the way! It was so close that it was almost difficult to tell if Banks was actually struck of not, but her body lands on the concrete between two parked cars, relatively unscathed all things considered. Liv's eyes widen, realizing that with Banks out of the way, she was heading straight for a wall. She lifted her foot off of the gas and slammed it down on the brake which prompts all four wheels to halt, but it was too late to avoid the inevitable at this point. All four screeching tires soon collide with the wall as a loud, echoing crash is heard around the garage! Glass shattering, metal crumpling and giving way, and iron in the engine bay twisting and bending in ways that it shouldn't. Liv's head snaps forward, inches from colliding with the steering wheel before the airbag pops out and cushions her blow abruptly. Liv's face ricochets off of the airbag and hits the headrest of the seat, effectively rendering her in a dazed state.

The camera pans back to the ground to the side of the wreckage where Sasha Banks, a little scraped up but otherwise unharmed, is pulling herself up to her feet. Using the fender of the vehicle beside her for leverage, Banks makes it up and onto both feet as she looks over the scene. As terrifying it was, her mission was unchanged. Liv Morgan was going to pay, and she was going to pay with her Women's Championship. Smoke was flowing up from the crumpled hood of the vehicle, half the size of its original form. A few flames began to flicker up from the engine bay as Liv groaned groggily in her seat, blood pouring from her busted lip down her chin. Noticing the flames, Banks searches left and right before her eyes befall a nearby fire extinguisher that's mounted on the wall next to an elevator. She runs over, grabbing the extinguisher and begins to pulls the trigger, spraying the mangled mess of an engine before anything was able to ignite further.

[MAURO RANALLO]
Even after everything these two have been through, Sasha Banks STILL came to the rescue of Liv Morgan, despite Liv trying to run her over only a few moments ago! Perhaps THESE are the true colors of the Blueprint.

[BETH PHOENIX]
This is exactly the type of character that I so adamantly vouch for on behalf of Sasha Banks. Yes, she's done some terrible things in the past, but we are in a new chapter of X-Treme Wrestling League history, and today Sasha Banks is a superstar that I am incredibly proud of.

[COREY GRAVES]
Oh would you two give me a BREAK?! She only did that because she can't very well win the title if Liv Morgan dies in an explosive car accident. Everything Sasha Banks does is for her own benefit, nothing more and nothing less.

[BETH PHOENIX]
You've got to be kidding me....

Sasha reaches out and grabs the door handle in an attempt to open the vehicle and pry Liv out, but of course, the door was locked. Sasha grits her teeth, taking a few deep breaths before raising the butt of the extinguisher and smashing it into the driver's side window! The glass shatters and spills across the ground. With the window no longer an obstacle, Sasha tosses the extinguisher aside and reaches in to grab the hair of Liv Morgan and drag her out of the car head first. Liv's dazed and battered body stumbles out of the car, while Sasha keeps a firm grip on the roots of her silver hair and proceeds to walk, or drag, her out of the parking garage and back towards the backstage area. With Liv still out of it and barely able to subconsciously keep up the pace, Sasha lifts her leg and kicks the metal bar of the door to thrust it open. Staff and superstars part the water in the hallway, all eyes on the two women who have been the talk of the division for years, and were now tearing not just the house, but the entire arena down in this Main Event of Final Stand so far. As they pass the soundboards near the curtain, Liv finally gathers her wits enough to yank her hair free from Sasha's clutches and repay her kindness with a closed fist to the jaw of Banks! The surrounding talent all collectively take a step back to give the two Main Eventers some space while Liv takes a few deep breaths and wipes the blood from her gushing lip before following up by taking a fistful of the Boss's hair. With a raging battle cry, Liv sends Sasha flying straight onto the soundboard! The men working it quickly fall out of their seats to the left and the right to avoid being caught in the crossfire as Sasha's back meats the hard buttons, knobs, and switches that were sprinkled across the surface of the board. Because of this, the picture on the television as well as the tron becomes instantly compromised!



The crowd gasps in shock, but quickly gasps turn into boos. Everyone is waiting to know what is going on behind that curtain... After about 20-30 seconds pass, the screen starts to stabilize. It appears that the soundboard technicians had reclaimed their seats and were able to correct whatever technical disaster had been created by the Blueprint's body. The image clears up on the sight of Liv scraping Sasha off of the floor backstage once again. She looks around, noticing the interview station directly across the corridor. Liv barks at the talent who were all watching the show, demanding that they: "MOVE IT! NOW!" As they quickly scurry out of her way, Liv once again grabs a fistful of hair and a fistful of tights, and sends Sasha barreling into a large flat screen TV that was live streaming the entire match, where XWL stars typically have interviews with the broadcast journalists backstage. The screen of the TV also begins to go haywire, as Liv presses and holds the side of Sasha's face against the static, glitching screen. Morgan then gets into the face of Banks, gritting her teeth and spitting venom from her bloody mouth with each of the following words:

'I DON'T CARE IF IT KILLS ME, SASHA. I'M ENDING YOU, TONIGHT!'

With that, Liv chucks the aching body of the Blueprint outside of the curtain, bringing the action back to the stage...

[MAURO RANALLO]
It looks like the fight is returning out here!

Almost as Mauro says that, the camera catches Sasha flying out from behind the curtain and Liv Morgan is quick to follow the Boss out onto the Final Stand entrance stage. Every single fan in attendance are on their feet and turned in the direction of the wrestlers so that they could watch the action as it’s happening. Liv Morgan wraps her fingers in the blue locks of Sasha’s hair and she brings Sasha to a piece of the entrance stage and throws her into it. The impact creates a loud THUD! sound that echoes throughout the arena and Sasha falls down on her rear end as she grabs her head where it hit the metal.

[COREY GRAVES]
How much more can these two take before they give up?

[BETH PHOENIX]
There’s too much on the line for either of them to give up. There’s the opportunity to be the champion, but also their legacy. They spoke about how this isn’t about legacy anymore but whoever wins this match will live forever in the record books as the second woman to win in the main event of Final Stand.

Liv Morgan turns her attention to the crowd and she spreads her arms and taunts them. She shouts ‘THAT’S RIGHT’ to mock her opponent. Fans boo but that’s obviously the reaction that Liv Morgan wants to hear from them. Not only do they boo but some throw their hands up with their thumbs down and there are even one or two fans who throw up a middle finger at the current XWL Women’s Champion. The platinum blonde superstar turns her attention back to Sasha who’s still selling the impact from her head bouncing off the metal piece. Liv mocks Sasha as she approaches her more. Once again, Liv Morgan tangles her fingers into the hair of Sasha and begins to yell at her as she forces the Boss to look her in the eye. Liv Morgan yells into the face of Sasha Banks but then Sasha retaliates with a slap to the face which surprises the champion. Liv holds the side of her face as the obvious anger grows in her. She approaches Sasha again but this time, Sasha reverses Liv and pulls her down and into the metal piece with an even louder THUD! then when Sasha hit the metal. The camera focuses on Sasha as she begins to regain herself before then shifting to Liv Morgan and to the surprise of the cameraman, Liv Morgan has actually been busted open! Blood begins to trickle from her forehead as it becomes increasingly obvious that Liv Morgan bounced off the corner of the metal, unlike Sasha Banks who bounced off the flat surface.

[COREY GRAVES]
Oh my God! I didn't think it was possible, but Liv Morgan is bleeding even more!

[MAURO RANALLO]
A crimson mask beginning to paint her face. Liv Morgan was not expecting that.

Liv runs her hand over her face and her skin is stained a pale shade of red from the blood.

[BETH PHOENIX]
That didn’t look like a good hit. She could possibly be concussed but stuff like this is what they agreed for by signing a contract for an unsanctioned match. This isn’t a wrestling match. This is a fight and this is what happens when you get into a fight with someone who hates you.

[COREY GRAVES]
You and Edge better keep an eye on Liv Morgan after that hit. She could be hurt after that.

[BETH PHOENIX]
I’m sorry, we will take care of her the best we can, but that’s all we can do. It’s in the contract.

Sasha Banks has pulled herself up to her feet and she looks over to see Liv Morgan checking on herself still. For a moment, she stares at Liv and watches… and then the look on her face changes. Sasha shakes her head and looks more like a woman on a mission now as she stomps over to Liv, shoves the referee to the side, and begins to rain down closed fists onto the skull of Liv Morgan. The Boss’ hand gets blood on it but that’s not enough to stop her or care. The only thing that stops Sasha is herself as she looks at the blood before shoving her hand in the face of Liv. “LICK THAT, LIV,” she shouts into her face - a clear reminder of what happened on Octane when Liv Morgan licked the mist off the face of Sasha Banks after Kairi Sane spat the mist. Sasha then pulls herself off Liv and runs her hands through her hair as she begins to look around their surroundings at the top of the stage. What could she possibly do to  keep Liv Morgan down for the count? What could she possibly do to end this once and for all? She could easily just lock in the Bank Statement and hope that Liv Morgan isn’t able to get out of the move, but that almost seemed too easy. It didn’t seem fitting. This was the ending of something amazing. You could say it needed to end with a bang. And then Sasha turned and saw Liv trying to crawl away from the Boss to the side of the stage.

[MAURO RANALLO]
Liv Morgan’s trying to escape from Sasha Banks but she’s not going to get far!

The Boss begins to follow Liv Morgan to the end of the stage and Liv reaches it, looks over to see all of the electric equipment sitting there, and then turns back to Sasha Banks.

‘WAIT!’

Liv shouts and holds her hand out to stop Sasha from approaching her even more. Sasha looks confused as Liv lays on the ground. Could this be another trick from Liv?

‘Stop. We don’t need to do this,’

Liv further explains as her heavy breathing makes it hard to speak. Liv wipes some of the blood from her face and it allows her to open her eyes a little more before she once again extends her hand for Sasha to take like it was Liv extending the olive branch to her ex-best (girl)friend.

‘We could go back to the way things were.'

We then hear the voices of commentary begin to speak over the scene.

[COREY GRAVES]
I cannot tell if Liv Morgan is actually regretful or if she’s just getting desperate now.

[MAURO RANALLO]
This cannot be how this messed up love story ends after everything they’ve been through. You know what the kids say though. This is still a better love story than Twilight. That’s for sure.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Sasha Banks is smarter than this, surely.

The fans in attendance chant ‘NO NO NO’ at Sasha as she looks out to them upon once again observing the hand that’s being offered to her. Despite everything, could there still be a part of Sasha that cares about Liv? Could there still be a part of her that wants things to work out between the two of them? But the look on Sasha’s face says that maybe there’s a chance that this could be worked out. Maybe there’s a chance that they could put all of this behind them and start something new. Sasha reaches out for Liv’s hand and the smile that appears on the champion’s face is bright and joyous, as is the look on the face of the challenger… but it doesn’t last. Sasha’s grip on Liv’s hand tightens and Liv Morgan realizes that hell no they couldn’t put everything behind them. Not according to Sasha Banks at least. Sasha shakes her head and says ‘you bitch’ before she takes her foot and she kicks Liv Morgan backwards and off the stage and into the electrical equipment that was below! As the champion’s body makes impact with the series of boxes and wires, a series of small explosions of sorts causes Sasha Banks to shield her eyes and her head away as the crowd gasps.

[COREY GRAVES]
HOLY SH- Is Liv Morgan okay!?

[MAURO RANALLO]
I’m not sure! I don’t know what’s going on. The cameras can’t get close.

Crew members quickly surround the area and some of them have fire extinguishers as they spray down the area just in case something was to start. There’s still no visual of Liv Morgan after that hit. A thud on commentary is heard as Beth Phoenix steps away from the table and rushes up the ramp to the scene. Of course, despite being a commentary member, she was still an owner of this company and had a duty to make sure her superstars were okay.

[MAURO RANALLO]
Beth Phoenix is no longer with us. She’s up there trying to check on Liv Morgan.

[COREY GRAVES]
I don’t know what to say, Mauro. Can the referee call for the bell and end the match?

[MAURO RANALLO]
I’m not sure. Normally, yes, but I don’t know if he can in an Unsanctioned Match. Not unless Sasha Banks approves it maybe.

[COREY GRAVES]
There’s no chance Liv Morgan can compete. This has to be called.

Sasha Banks has walked over to the edge of the stage and she sits down on the ledge, running her fingers through her messed up blue locks as she surveys the scene. A few medical team members rush by her with a stretcher rolling with them. Beth has her hands covering her mouth and you could tell there’s a lot of worry present there. The crowd has gone silent right now as every last member in the audience is either looking to the stage or up at the titantron to get a better view of what’s going on right now. It’s hard to tell with everything going on but soon enough, Liv Morgan’s body is actually pulled from the mess of wires and everything else that was piled off the side of the stage and the medical team begins to place her gently down onto the stretcher. They begin to secure her in when suddenly, Sasha Banks jumps down from the stage and approaches the group of people. The crowd begins to cheer as the Boss shoves some of the crew members away before grabbing the stretcher that Liv Morgan is on and turning it so that she could begin to push it to the ramp.

[COREY GRAVES]
What the hell is she doing? Liv Morgan cannot fight!

[MAURO RANALLO]
This is Unsanctioned, Corey! Anything goes and Sasha Banks isn’t going to accept a victory like this.

It was similar to the scene we saw at Final Stand two years ago where Sasha Banks was in a prime position to win the championship from Natalya due to forfeit but she refused to win like that. Two years ago, however, she cost herself the championship by not taking the win when she had it. Two years ago, Sasha Banks walked out the loser of the match. Two years ago, Sasha Banks should’ve been champion… but tonight, is it going to have the same outcome? Could Sasha Banks be getting ahead of herself right now? Chances were unlikely because Liv Morgan still hasn’t really moved since that fall and it’s not because she’s strapped into the stretcher either. She’s out of it. She’s breathing, but she’s so far gone that her chances seemed slim to none of coming back from this. Sasha Banks continues to push Liv Morgan down the side of the ramp until they reach the ringside area. Sasha rips the material that holds Morgan down off before pushing her limp body off the stretcher and into the ring. Liv Morgan moves slightly, but not enough to believe that she could bounce back. The crowd's cheers grow louder and louder as Sasha enters the ring. Sasha Banks grabs Liv Morgan by the chin and pulls her up to her knees in front of the Boss.

[MAURO RANALLO]
I think this could be it, Corey. The cherry on top that Sasha is looking for.

Sasha holds Liv’s chin. She stares for a moment at Liv. Liv weakly brings one of her hands up to Sasha’s arm and loosely wraps her fingers around the Boss’ arm but there was no changing Sasha’s mind at this point. She knew what she had to do. She had to end this and if she didn’t end this now then this would go on until one of them was either dead or retired. Sasha shakes her head as she begins to speak up to Liv. Her voice was loud at first, but then calmed.

‘I WARNED YOU, LIV... but you never listen’

A moment of silence was taken as she took a deep breath. You still have to wonder if there’s a piece of Sasha Banks that actually didn’t want things to come to this.

‘I’m sorry’

Sasha Banks leans down and she actually places a kiss to the top of Liv Morgan’s head, against her platinum blonde locks that wore a little red in some places because of the blood that fell from her face,  before she pulls her arm away from her ex-best friend and she steps back into the corner with the entire crowd behind her. Sasha Banks extends her hand and her fingers form that once famous Bullet Club gun. After a second of hesitation, the Boss fires her gun before she charges at Liv and her knee SLAMS into the face of Liv Morgan. The crowd roars in excitement as the B-TRIGGER is hit and Liv Morgan collapses onto the mat. Sasha quickly scurries for the cover and hooks a leg as the referee dives down to begin their count.



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THREE!





THE BOSS HAS DONE IT! THE BOSS IS THE FINAL WOMAN STANDING! THE BOSS IS THE NEW XWL WOMEN’S CHAMPION! A match that was two and a half years in the making has come to a close and the winner has been crowned. The fans are on their feet as the ruthless Liv Morgan’s reign of unending terror over the division has officially come to a close and in convincing fashion as well. Sasha Banks unhooks the pin from Liv Morgan, pushing her leg away, as her theme song roars through the arena mixed in with the cheers.

[MAURO RANALLO]
The war is over and the dust has settled! We have ourselves a new women's champion!

[COREY GRAVES]
Sasha Banks - despite everything - has prevailed over her ex-best friend! And here comes Beth joining us once again.

We hear the faint sound of a headset moving before hearing Beth’s voice once again.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Sorry about that, guys, I just couldn’t sit here and not go check on Liv Morgan after that fall but congratulations to Sasha Banks! Our new champion! What a match! Wow!

Sasha Banks hasn’t gotten to her feet yet. She’s sat on the mat next to Liv with her hands running through her hair. Liv hasn’t moved much since the pin but you could see her breathing from the way her stomach moves up and down. Two doctors slide into the ring to begin to check on her while the referee goes to retrieve the championship from ringside. Sasha lifts her head and see’s the referee with the championship in hand and words couldn’t begin to explain how this feels for her. Sure, she was champion a few weeks ago but there was a lot of speculation about the win. Did she deserve it? Did she really beat Liv Morgan? Now, there was no question about the circumstances about her win. Sasha Banks is the XWL Women’s Champion and no one could question if she really beat Liv Morgan to win it or not. Sasha Banks forces herself up to her feet. It’s a big of a struggle from the war she’s found herself in but she’s capable of getting to her feet which is when the referee hands her the championship.

[RING ANNOUNCER]
Here is your winner and NEW XWL Women’s Champion… SASHA BANKS!

The announcer’s voice rings throughout the arena as Sasha takes the championship into her hands and raises the belt high above her head and it shines in the bright lights of Final Stand - a completely different picture then what we saw two years ago when Sasha challenged Natalya for the championship in the main event of Final Stand X.

[COREY GRAVES]
I know I say a lot of things about Sasha Banks and most of them turn out to be true but I cannot sit here and say she hasn’t earned this moment. She’s fought hard to earn the respect of these people and they’ve once again accepted her as a changed woman. She likely still has a long way to go but this looks to be a good start to a long road ahead for the Boss.

[MAURO RANALLO]
What’s going to be the state of the women’s division if Sasha and Liv aren’t going to be attached at the hip? We’ve seen the two of them arguably rule the women’s division for the last two years.

[BETH PHOENIX]
I think we’re going to have a bright future for the women’s division going forward. Sasha Banks is going to need a fresh challenger because as the contract states: Sasha and Liv cannot compete against each other going forward. Liv Morgan, I don’t know what’s next for her. She might look to take some time off to figure things out or she might be looking to make an immediate impact again. I’m not sure. Liv is a crafty superstar. She’ll figure something out. I’m sure of it.

Fireworks of all different colors begin to light up the stage as Sasha Banks has carried herself over to the turnbuckle. Once again, her championship is held up in the air for the people in attendance to see. This was certainly one of those moments when everything seemed to go the way it should like a storybook ending. The good has triumphed over the evil. The fireworks were almost as bright as the smile that Sasha Banks wore on her face. The XWL Women’s Championship was lowered down onto her shoulder and she looked back. She turns and sees that Liv Morgan has been brought into the corner turnbuckle against the mat. The doctors still check on her and have cleaned her up since that nasty shot that she took which busted her open but the former champion was still out of it.

[MAURO RANALLO]
Just about a month ago, Sasha Banks claimed that this was Liv Morgan’s moment and even in defeat, I think Liv Morgan seized the moment. In defeat, she showed that she’s not a fluke champion or a flash in the pan. She’s going to be a big name in this company for years to come. One day, she’s going to rise to the top of the mountain again. One day, she’s going to win back the Women’s Championship. Tonight was Sasha Banks’ night but Liv Morgan’s light will shine again.

The Boss steps off the turnbuckle and she steps to Liv Morgan who’s slouched in the corner. When she sees the camouflage boots step in front of her, Liv Morgan lifts up and sees Sasha standing there. The doctors tell Sasha to back up but she snaps back at them that she’s not here to hurt Liv Morgan. In fact, it was quite the opposite as we see a similar flashback to two years ago. Sasha Banks extends her hand for Liv Morgan to take. The former champion is a little unsure at first, of course. She had plenty of reason to not want to take Sasha’s hand  but after a moment, Liv reached for the hand of the newly crowned champion. Sasha helps pull Liv Morgan back to her feet and Liv has to use the turnbuckle to help keep herself up. There was no like or respect between these two. That was thrown out the window a long time ago but Sasha wants Liv to get back on her feet because the division needs women like her. Women who will push women like Sasha Banks to her limit and prove why women deserve to be where they are. It’s not a handshake out of respect. It’s hardly even a handshake because their hands separated as soon as they got the chance. It’s more of a reminder for Liv to get back on her two feet because Sasha will be waiting for the next time their paths cross however they may end up there. A contract might say they cannot compete against each other but this is XWL. There’s only a matter of time before they find a way around that contract.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Sasha is going to be a great leader for this division going forwards.

[COREY GRAVES]
Until she decides to turn her back on her next best friend. I couldn’t hold it in anymore but I’m not sorry.

Liv Morgan keeps her eyes locked on the champion as she begins to exit the ring. As Sasha’s feet begin to lead her up the long Final Stand ramp, her championship is held high into the air with one arm as the other is used to high five fans who reach over the barricade.

[MAURO RANALLO]
What an amazing Final Stand this has been. Kudos to you and your husband, Beth. I think it’s safe to say the future of the company is safe in your hands.

[BETH PHOENIX]
Thank you, Mauro. You don’t know how much that means to us. And I can’t help but agree. We’ve had an amazing night. We crowned two new champions - maybe three depending on how you look at the situation involving Kairi defeating Alexa, but on top of what we just witnessed Robert Roode shocked the world by defeating Keith Lee for the World Heavyweight Champion in an impromptu match after declaring that he’d give up his Intercontinental Championship if he lost. You may not like Roode but there’s no denying that he’s got the heart of a fighting champion.

[COREY GRAVES]
We’ve seen so many debuts and so many returns tonight, too. We saw the return of Brock Lesnar, AJ Styles, Velveteen Dream, Joey Janela,  Tommaso Ciampa, and many others. We saw the debut of the three women that you brought out earlier and the Final Stand debut of Hangman Page and PAC which was arguably a strong contender for match of the night.. It’s been a great night all around.

We are back to focusing on the stage where Sasha Banks stood looking out into the crowd of people. Once again, her championship is raised into the air at the very top of the stage. Fireworks around the outer rim of the stadium shoot into the air and explode in bursts of light. The final shot of Final Stand is of our new Women’s Champion standing tall after weeks and weeks of going back-and-forth with Liv Morgan.  The brightest of smiles is on her as she basks at the moment while she has it because as of tomorrow, a new year in XWL starts. There’s no offseason. There’s no break. Tonight was for celebration, but as Octane comes around, it’s time to get back down to business. The Copywrite logo appears in the corner as the screen fades to black and the pay-per-view comes to a close.