XWL Bad Blood: 4/22/2012 - 4/29/2012

Oh my gawd it's Penguin's Pick for the first since SOOL. No Divas though LOL. Haven't really been following their stuff.



Live From - Denver, Colorado

15 Min Ironman Match

Finals of the XWL 15 Tournament


Evan Bourne Vs Triple H

My Pick: After a long and grueling, tournament, two men have made it to the finals. The likes of Batista, Kofi Kingston, Kevin Steen, Dean Ambrose, and Jack Swagger have all fell, but Evan Bourne and Triple H have made it to the end. While Triple H might have the size and power advantage, this wouldn't be the first time he's fell to a smaller opponent. Last year at the very same Bad Blood event, he was defeated by Tyson Kidd. Evan Bourne is a former World Heavyweight Champion, but he does have a match with Sheamus later on tonight. Evan's head may just be too clogged tonight, and Triple H will easily take advantage to score the win.

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Normal Match


Chavo Guerrero Vs Vickie's Chosen Opponent

My Pick: It's hard to pick for this one, who on earth could Vickie choose to face Chavo? Knowing her, it could be anybody. Yet, Chavo will do anything to win a match, so I'll give him the benefit of the doubt to pick up the victory tonight.

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Extreme Rules Triple Threat Match

X-treme Championship




Drew McIntyre Vs Ezekiel Jackson Vs Sin Cara (C)

My Pick: Much like the XWL 15, these three men have fought long and hard to get to where they are today. Outlasting five other superstars to make it here, Drew McIntyre and Ezekiel Jackson look to capture their first XWL Championship. Sin Cara is looking to keep his title after winning the gauntlet at Final Stand IV. While both Drew and Sin Cara have a chance to walk out with the gold, Zeke has yet to loose in the series. I'd bet he's also going to walk out with his first title tonight.

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Normal Match


Batista Vs Brodus Clay

My Pick: Can Batista even compete after being put through a windshield on Redemption? Better tune in to find out.....

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Normal Match

Intercontinental Championship





Davey Richards Vs Joey Ryan (C)

My Pick: The hunt is on..... for gold that is. One you think of guys who have busted their ass in this business, you think of someone like Davey Richards. He's be scratching his way up the ranks in XWL ever since debuting last September. Joey Ryan? Well, he came onto the scene, no pun intended, a few months ago and has quickly made a name for himself. Davey will bring everything to the table here tonight, but for some reason I feel that Joey Ryan has a trick up his sleeve and will escape Denver with the Intercontinental Championship in tact.

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Normal Match

#1 Contendership for the United States Championship



Daniel Bryan Vs Michael McGillicutty

My Pick: Daniel Bryan seems to have finally found his groove in XWL with his new attitude. Not too far behind him in cockiness, however, is Mr. Money in the Bank Micheal McGillicutty. Although both superstars have been very impressive as of late, I'll give the edge to McGillicutty seeing as Bryan took the fall in their tag team match. I even expect McGillicutty to pull an RVD after this victory. But the real question is, who's side is Mitch on?

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Normal Match


Sheamus Vs Evan Bourne

My Pick: This match is well over a year in the making. Ever since January 2011 these two have been wanting to get at each other. Their rivalry was reignited at Final Stand IV after Sheamus kicked Evan's head in with a Brogue Kick. However, can these two even be contained inside the ring after what happened on Redemption? Weather they can or not, with Bourne still feeling the effects from the XWL 15 Ironman match, he might just be too hurt to defeat 'the Celtic Warrior.'

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Normal Match

Contract For Colt On The Line

Special Referee: CM Punk




The Rock Vs Colt Cabana

My Pick: There is nothing but emotion going into this match. After the shocking revelations on Redemption, how on earth could CM Punk call this match fifty fifty? Even if being under Mr. McMahon's power was enough, Colt double crossed him on Redemption. Seeing as how Rock has also a former XWL World Heavyweight Champion and coming off a big win over Ted DiBiase at Final Stand, I think Colt's dreams may be smashed by 'the Great One' tonight.

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Normal Match


John Cena Vs Christian

My Pick: Ever since retuning at Final Stand IV Christian has had his eyes set on one John Cena. Christian has taking out plenty of XWL's heroes, including Batista and Randy Orton. Hell, he even beat Orton again on Redemption Supershow. Not only that, but he's also beaten the likes of Brodus Clay over the past few weeks. John Cena, however, has been in a slump almost; losing to the likes of Shawn Micheals. John will try to use this match to rebound, but I think Christian has hatched a plan to get the victory over another XWL hero tonight.

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Normal Match

World Heavyweight Championship




Ted DiBiase Vs Justin Gabriel (C)

My Pick: Two best friends are going at it in this one. Both of these men have tons of respect for each other, and have worked extremely hard over the past year to earn their rightful spot. Despite a loss to the Rock at Final Stand IV, Ted has been on a MASSIVE role as of late. However, Justin Gabriel has proven how much being the World Heavyweight Champion means to him. He has shown he'll do whatever it takes to walk out with the title in his grasp. Ted may be on fire, but Justin won't be ready to let go of the title and he'll put that fire out before walking out of Denver with his title still in tact.

*As XWL Bad Blood goes live inside the Pepsi Arena in Denver Colorado, the opening pyro go off at the top of the stage, signaling the start of the show.*



*The audience members can be heard cheering in the background as cameras move throughout the arena, getting a glimpse of the thousands of fans in attendance tonight.*



*The cameras then switch to a view of the commentary table where Jerry Lawler, Michael Cole and Jim Ross begin talking about the matches that are going to happen tonight.*

Jerry Lawler: Ladies and Gentlemen, we welcome you tonight live from Denver Colorado to the first Pay-Per-View event following Final Stand IV! We welcome you to Bad Blood! Where quite a few rivalries continue, championships could change hand and we could see some "Bad Blood" settled here tonight, right JR?

Jim Ross: Possibly King, we will just have to wait and see though. But we've got an amazing looking card for us tonight. Tonight we will see the long awaited end of the XWL 15 championship tournament which started out with two man and are now down to only two. Triple H and Evan Bourne. We have a former United States Champion against a man who has done it all in this business but with the introduction of the XWL 15 Championship, he can no longer say this. We've got the match where one man is looking to remake a name for himself against a man who is looking to still be the man to do it all. Evan Bourne vs. Triple H, XWL 15 Championship. Cole, would you like to add anything to this?

Michael Cole: Actually, I would like to add something. Not only does Evan have to go up against Triple H, he also has to go up against Sheamus which will be no tough obstacle either. This all started back a while ago when Sheamus was your XWL World Heavyweight Champion after winning a hell in a cell match featuring himself, Chris Jericho, MVP and Evan Bourne. During the match Evan was injured and next week on Breakdown, Vickie Guerrero granted Evan his rematch the next night but due to his injury, Evan Bourne didn't show up and was banned from competitiveness for the World Championship to this very day. Fast forward quite a bit to when Sheamus and Chris Jericho fought each other in a steel cage and during the match, one of the "cameraman" attacked Sheamus and we soon learned that the cameraman was in fact Evan Bourne.

Jerry Lawler: This feud would then continue on into King Of The Ring where Evan and Sheamus collided once more with Evan getting the win thanks to John Morrison. And now after weeks of these two men going head to head, we are going to see them go at it here tonight where the bad blood between these two men, could possibly come to a final end so we think. Now for the next contest, there isn't too much bad blood or anything. Just three men all wanting one thing. The X-Treme Championship. Sin Cara, Ezekiel Jackson and Drew McIntyre are the final three of the X-Treme Championship series which was announced at Final Stand by Alex Shelley who got injured in this series which possibly cost him a shot here tonight. But tonight, these three men will use chairs, ladders, tables, everything including the kitchen sink to become, or in Sin Cara's case stay, the XWL X-Treme Champion. JR, who's your pick for winning here tonight?

Jim Ross: I gotta go with Ezekiel Jackson, King, because he is undefeated in XWL sense returning and he's not only the only man who has had the chance to say "I'm undefeated" sense returning. That other man is known as Captain Charisma, Christian, who has won four matches sense returning to XWL. His streak isn't even close to Mason's streak, but the same fate that happened to Mason could happten to Christian here tonight when he goes one on one with John Cena! This all started at Final Stand where Christian openly said some personal remarks towards John Cena and as weeks went on, the number of times that Cena has been attacked has increased too. Week after Week, Spear after Spear. Christian wanted this match with Cena and tonight he gets it.

Michael Cole: And as the third championship match of the night, we are going to see Davey Richards face Joey Ryan one on one for the Intercontinental Championship. Davey Richard earned the right to face Joey Ryan after defeating AJ Styles the week after Breakdown to become the number one contender for the Intercontinental Championship and with Davey winning, Joey Ryan has been running his sleazy mouth to everyone about how Davey isn't going to stop the Era Of Sleeze as Joey Ryan would like to call it. Though, after seeing that one picture of Ryan with the IC title makes me unsure if I want that.

Jerry Lawler: You mean that one picture? Yeah, I agree with you there. But moving on, normally we'd have a United States Championship match at this Pay-Per-View but instead tonight we have Daniel Bryan versus "Mister Money in the Bank" Michael McGillicutty in a number one contenders match for the United States Championship. Two allies in this business going at it tonight with only one man having everything to lose. If Daniel Bryan loses this, he has to work his way back up again but if Michael loses it wouldn't effect him that much because he has a world championship match whenever he chooses. So tonight, I'm expecting a hard fought match from each superstar. Even though Michael gets a world championship match whenever he wants, having the United States title too wouldn't be that bad. Wouldn't you agree JR?

Jim Ross: I agree one hundred percent. But now, let's talk about a match that is more personal the any match on the card. This man has made CM Punk, the former voice of the voiceless, a member of the voiceless. This man has possibly ruined the career of CM Punk. This man is The Rock. the Rock has recently aligned himself with Vince McMahon to become a part of the bigger picture of things. The whole thing between CM Punk and The Rock started a while ago when CM Punk won the World Title after beating Rock and after the match, Rock turned his back on Punk and the rest of the fans after hitting the rock bottom on Punk. It all started back up again at Final Stand where CM Punk faced off against Shane McMahon and during the match, Rock shocked the audience and everyone watching by once again hitting the rock bottom on CM Punk, costing him the match and possibly his career. Everything was going bad with Punk until a masked man started to get involved Rock and actually costed him a match against Zack Ryder. Last week, that man was revealed to be Colt Cabana who is now facing The Rock here tonight where the stipulations are as followed. CM Punk is the speciel guest referee. If Colt wins, he gets a contract and a championship match for any title of his choosing or... he could set Punk free from the grasp of Mr. McMahon. But if Colt loses, I assume that he gets neither.

Jerry Lawler: Now for one of my favorite matches of the night, Layla versus Eve for the divas championship! For months now Eve has been wanting that Divas Championship and in one match, Layla captured that title at Final stand and now once again, it's Eve's shot at the title. Layla just defended the title last week too, though without the help of Beth would she be the champion now or what? That's what I want to know, Cole.

Michael Cole: Well it doesn't really matter if Beth helped Layla or not, she's champion and thats all that matters right now and shes got a tough opponent in front of her. Eve wants the title pretty bad so I've heard and tonight could be her night because as you said, Beth won't be here to possibly "save" Layla. It's going to just be Eve versus Layla with the possibility of Madison at ringside ready to support Layla or cash in when the match is over. And we have one match left, the World Heavyweight Championship. Tonight we are going to see Ted DiBiase and...



*Before Michael Cole could even finish his sentence, the theme of Edge begins to play throughout the arena. Smoke fills the stage and after a little bit, Edge walks out through the smoke.*



*Edge begins to make his way down the ramp, stopping halfway. He looks down at the ramp before raising his arms, setting off his signature fireworks behind him.*



*The fireworks come to an end and Edge takes a quick step to the left before making his way down the ramp. He reaches the bottom of the ramp and stops for a little bit before running the rest of the way to slide into the ring. Edge stands up and walks over to the other side of the ring where a person from ringside is there holding a mic. Edge takes it and walks back to the center of the ring, looking at the crowd.*



*He takes his glasses off and continues to look throughout the arena.*



*Edge then raises the mic to speak.*



[[Edge]]
Sorry to interrupt you there Cole, but honestly. This is the world heavyweight championship match and the way you're talking reminds me of the way I speak when I have to listen or even hear about a Miz match. Know what I mean? Why not have Edge hype of the very first World Heavyweight Championship match following Final Stand. Okay so here I go... From Madison Mississippi, weighing in tonight at 214 pounds... The number one contender for the XWL World Heavyweight Championship... Ted DiBiase! *Edge holds the microphone up to get a better hearing of the cheers the crowd gives off.* And his opponent from Cape Town South Africa, weighing in tonight at 213 pounds... the World Heavyweight Champion... Justin Gabriel! *Edge holds the mic up once more to get a better hearing of the crowd members who cheer for the Capetown Werewolf.* As you can tell these men are both pretty similar when you think about it. Both weigh about the same and both are two extremely young superstars who have bright futures ahead of them. Gabriel's career has been a little bit ahead of Ted's career but Ted is going to come around sooner or later and I think that tonight could be the night.

[[Edge]]
I've faced Ted and I've faced Gabriel, both were extremely tough competitors but Ted had that never give up attitude which kept him going. But enough of my opinions, lets talk about Ted DiBiase and Justin Gabriel. At first, they weren't the best of friends because of Ted and Gabriel's former rival Wade Barrett. In fact, you could of called them enemies because of what happened between them and Wade Barrett. They faced each other every now and then, and eventually met in the elimination chamber before soon turning on Wade. Probably one of their biggest matches against each other besides the chamber was a triple threat match back a while ago, sometime before November to Remember where they faced off in a triple threat match which included Chris Jericho. Neither man walked out the winner. And all this, has led to one match. Justin Gabriel... Ted DiBiase... World Heavyweight Championship... Bad Blood 2012....

*The fans cheer for Gabriel and Ted.*



[[Edge]]
You can't just pick a winner because matches like these never have clear winners. Both men want this championship as bad as the other. It's what they worked to achieve and one just won't give it up. They will fight for it and they won't give up until they know they just can't beat the other man. Ted DiBiase grew up with wrestling all around him and what really got noticed him in this company was feuding with Wade. Gabriel grew up watching wrestling and what really got him noticed in this company was working with Wade. Both men come from similar backgrounds and its going to be one awesome match. But let me just warn them, whoever wins better watch out for me because I still want my shot at the World Heavyweight Championship.... Well guys and girls, hope you enjoy the rest of the show. I'm Edge and I'm better at hyping up matches then Michael Cole! Good night ladies and gentlemen!

*Edge stops talking and then raises his arms as his theme begins to play throughout the arena filled with cheering men, women and kids.*



*We then fade to black and a hype video which focuses on the World Heavyweight Championship begins to play.*

BackStage Interview With Ezekiel Jackson

Interviewer
Tonight Ladies and Gentlemen the X-Treme Title will be on the line in a triple threat right here at bad blood. My guest here now is the odds on favorite to win the match and to get here he is undefeated in the X-Treme Series that has been going on for the past few weeks, it is the personification of domination Ezekiel Jackson.

Ezekiel Jackson walks into camera view

Ezekiel Jackson
Wait a minute, wait a minute Ill introduce myself thank you very much, you and everybody else like you aren't good enough to be introducing the soon to be X-Treme Champion and no conspiracy is going to stop me. There has been a conspirecy after me since I first joined XWL one month ago, man I showed all the people wrong. Back when I joined the XWL the fans hated me, critized me and even thought big zeke was going to get no where in this business but now, BUT NOW! I have shown what I have said from the beggining that the XWL Fans are just hypocrites. Ever since Ive made a impact and got to the top of the X-Treme Division the fans are loving me but no, I do not accept your apologys because the Nation Of Domination has room for one man only and that is ME!

Interviewer
HEY ZEKE! Just CALM down please just save your energy for tonight. I think me and the XWL Fans have been impressed with your perform as of late. At Final Stand me and the XWL universe thought it was over for you, how did you cope after that loss?


Ezekiel Jackson
Well of course when I got to my hotel room that night I was just thinking on why I lost that match, I never slept that night but it was worth it since I got the answer I needed, it was the fans faults. Yes very single one of you watching here at bad blood and those watching at home IT WAS YOUR FAULT! This is the reason of my performance boost as of late, without that I would be still at the bottom and not where Iam tonight. It took me mere weeks to get up in the X-Treme Rankings and to earn my first XWL title shot.

Interviewer
Speaking of tonights match, what are your thoughts on your opponents tonight?

Ezekiel Jackson
Do you mean the man I dominated a few weeks ago and the blue power ranger who earned his title for pinning a man who was already down and out. Well does that explain it to you I arent bothered about them, they are just 2 rookies plain and simple. Drew has already felt the pain of the personification of domination I have no idea why he wants more to do with Big Zeke but the blue power ranger is a coward plain and simple Im surprised if he even shows up for the match ever since that fluky title win its been my goal to rid him of that title so it goes to someone more deserving..... ME. I wouldnt expect any of my 2 opponents to leave the ring without medical assistance after what I do to them tonight.

Interviewer
Thanks for your time Zeke back to you guys commentating

Opening Promo
I thought the detail you put into the commentary was great, normally people like myself put one or two lines about the big matches and that's that, but you made this feel like a BIG event, like a PPV should do. I would like to say that this is how all opening posts should be done when it comes to commentary, but lets face it we all would just rather post our promo or what have you apposed to writing out an essay like you have done here. Bravo Vice, I am impressed... Oh yeah and your Edge bit wasn't half bad either.

Zeke Promo
Firstly I would like to say that this was a very decent promo, I guess it must be hard trying to promo for a person that has no charisma what-so-ever but you made it work with this. You stated your intentions for your upcoming Championship match, gave a good reason for your recent roll and came across as a solid member in the X-treme division. My one criticism however would be to run your promo through a spell check before posting, but that's me just nit-picking. Good stuff.

Orton/Taker
I'd like to start out by saying that I hate Randy Orton, I find him boring in every way possible with the exception of one or two matches. With that said, you still managed to get me to like this promo, which could either say a lot or it's to be expected because afterall it is Z. I liked the comparison between the Orton of now and then, it's a simple idea for a promo but I always find that it's very effective. Whilst reading the promo I honestly didn't think it would lead to Orton calling out Taker, which was a very nice surprise. It was also nice to see that somebody getting called out didn't end in some kind of brawl, I liked the fact that Orton's plan backfired and I loved the fact that Taker pointed out that Orton is predictable, because it just rings the truth. All in all a great promo, good work.

As the familiar theme of the Viper Randy Orton hits the sold out Bad Blood crowd rise to their feet to greet the fan favorite, Before long Orton emerges from behind the curtain to an ear bursting pop as he stops on top of the stage, looking more focused than ever....



Orton makes his way down the ramp as he takes in the atmosphere, it's PPV time here in XWL and everyone is loving it, signs held high in the air, chants coming in full force and in general everyone is having an amazing time and with an action packed night ahead who could blame them, feuds will be resolved, some may be born, titles could change hands or the champions could retain, leaving victorious once again but if one things for sure, tonight will have a whole lot of Bad Blood...



Randy Orton takes a deep breathe before climbing up the stairs and into the ring, the booming chants of his name putting the smallest of smiles on his face as he makes his way over to the turnbuckle before bounding up and raising his arms in the air for his signature pose...



Orton eventually makes his way down from the turnbuckle and grabs a mic from the side of the ring via a show helper, he takes a long look around before raising the mic to his mouth to speak...



[Randy Orton]
Now lately a lot of people have been questioning my motives, my goals, my desires or even my lack of each of those things...It seems to most people, my self included that I have been in quite the rut as of late, hell, I don't even have a match here tonight on one of the biggest pay per views of the year, the fallout pay per view right after Final Stand, the very same show that I had a chance to be one step closer to that World Heavyweight Championship yet here I am a month down the line with absolutely nothing to show for it. Bad Blood, this show symbolizes everything that my career was built upon, pure cold blooded hatred for your opponent.



[Randy Orton]
But as of this moment in time there has been no signs of me, no signs of Randy Orton. Would the real Randy Orton have stood back while Kevin Steen attacked him from behind in his match and went on to whoop his ass all over the arena? No. Would the real Randy Orton stand by and take a gut wrench powerbomb unprovoked from Jack Swagger and simply let it die without even so much as a mention? No. Would the real Randy Orton let that son of a bitch Christian turn him into his bitch and beat him in the very match that he was supposed to be his revenge? No! The real Randy Orton would have turned around and beat Kevin Steen to a bloody mess! The real Randy Orton would spend every waking second making Jack Swaggers pitiful life a misery and you can bet that the real Randy Orton would have punted Christians skull off of his damn shoulders!



[Randy Orton]
Now I don't know about you guys, but I miss the old Randy Orton! I started my career as a young cocky asshole with all the talent in the world, my mouth got me into some serious trouble but it never mattered because I had the raw ability to back it up! Ability that was recognized by the greatest superstars ever to grace this ring! Superstars like "The Nature Boy" Ric Flair and "The Game" Triple H! They took me along with Dave Batista under their wings and they showed me everything from how to bring home championship gold to how to bring home championship chicks! It was the absolute time of my life, not a care in the world I rose through the ranks with the best protection a guy could have, I got better as the days went by and eventually? I got my shot for The World Heavyweight Championship.



[Randy Orton]
Needless to say I won and sat on top of the mountain, it was my time to shine, it was my time to be recognized and it was my time to lead the company to new heights, but as always the big ugly green eyed monster got in the way and Triple H turned against me! He couldn't stand the fact that he had to watch me grow and become twice the man and wrestler he could only ever dream of being. It tore him up inside that I was holding what he believed to be his title and he threw me out of Evolution like I had never meant anything to him, which I probably didn't. So what did I do? I turned to you fans, you patted me on the back and you yelled, get back up Randy, show Triple H who's boss!



[Randy Orton]
I couldn't believe it, you people stood behind me even though I was an asshole to you the entire time I was apart of this industry, you forgot about all my wrong doings and you became MY fans! I embraced it, I became less ruthless, I lost my cockiness and it was replaced by a humbleness the likes this world has never seen, I became a "good guy" and everyone loved me. Guess what happened? I lost The World Heavyweight Championship in a month! A damn month! My little streak of kind warmheartedness done nothing but hinder me and hold back my true potential so I went back to what I knew, I became a bigger asshole than ever and I targeted The Undertaker, making his life hell from start to finish, perhaps coming closest to ending his legendary streak than anyone.



[Randy Orton]
Now that? That got me noticed, that got the fire inside of me burning brighter than ever it made me hunger more, I skipped the middle man, I skipped the bullshit and I went straight after the most respected man this industry has ever seen and I figuratively and literally spat in his face! From there on I only shot up through the ranks, winning multiple World Championships and terrorizing everyone's lives from John Cena to Kofi Kingston, I thrived on the sound of pain, I thrived on the sight of agony and I thrived knowing that there wasn't a damn person in the locker room who wasn't afraid of me!



[Randy Orton]
We flash forward to when I started here in XWL and I started off on a high note by becoming the first ever XWL World Heavyweight Champion! I started this company the same way I left the last one, at the top. Now we come to the present day and where am I exactly? Huh? Standing in the middle of this ring holding a microphone talking about the glory days, I've become the very thing I hate! My career is far from over and I'm already reminiscing about a simpler time and I have no one to blame but my self! Well no more! From now on I'm not looking into the past and hell I'm not even looking into the future, not a year from now, not a week from now and not thirty minutes ago, I'm gonna focus on right now!



[Randy Orton]
So this losing streak ends tonight! I'm going to take a little page out of a book that the old Randy Orton used to study and that page reads, "To be the man, you gotta beat the man!" When I look around the locker room in the back it's not The World Heavyweight Champion Justin Gabriel that's the man, he isn't the go to guy as far as I'm concerned no, it's the same guy as it was back when I was a fresh faced youngster trying to prove his worth... The Phenom, The Deadman, The Undertaker! So here's what I propose, you don't have a match tonight. I don't have a match tonight. What do you say we give these people a show? You bring yourself down to this ring and go one on one with me and I will prove that I am still the absolute best this company has to offer!

The fans seem to have a mixed reaction to what Orton has said, not sure weather or not he's still on their side but any silence disappears in an instant at the mention of a possible match with The Undertaker! The roof comes off of the arena as every single fan buzzes with anticipation as Randy Orton turns to the stage looking focused, ready, determined...but nothing. Nothing at all...a minute passes when...



[Randy Orton]
I know you're back there Deadman! Get your ass out here right now and fight me! What's the matter? Are you scared that I'll beat y---



Be careful what you wish for...you just might get it, The arena lights go out and the crowd explode into a wave of screams and cheers for the most notorious superstar in history. Chills run through the arena as goosebumps spread along the back of Randy Ortons neck...A single thunderbolt strikes the stage and The Undertaker slowly strolls through from behind the curtain...An eerie feeling fills the arena completely as The Undertaker makes his legendary entrance...





He continues his long walk down to the ring with his demon like eyes fixed solely on the viper Randy Orton who's confidence does not shake as The demon of death valley drifts closer and closer to the ring before finally climbing the steps and joining the Apex Predator in the squared circle...



[The Undertaker]
You don't want to go there again Randy. Many men have came before you, looking to use me to make a name for themselves, and like you, they have all fallen before me. I don't see the integrity that I once saw in you, I don't see the heart, I don't see the passion. You compete purely for the sake of competing, and that's not what I'm about. Go home Randy, get some rest, and think about what you're saying. I'm not booked in a match here at Bad Blood, and that's not going to change. A match with you now, in your current state would be pointless. You're predictable, I know what you're going to do, befoe you do it. I know what you're going to say before you say it, I know what you're thinking before you even think it. That is a major flaw in you that I don't have, you fluctuate. You allow yourself to be spurred by emotion, you're influenced by material goods, whereas I, am not. This is the reason why you failed the last time you tried this, and this is the reason why I am going to spare you another failure, by turning down your offer of a match here.



[Randy Orton]
You want unpredictable?

With that Orton drops his mic and fires in at lightening speed for his signature RKO! But The Undertaker is too wise for his games and catches him in mid-air before tossing him forward as if the brutal finisher is nothing but a play toy, Orton skids along the mat before rolling out of the ring holding the back of his head, eyes wide in shock as The Undertaker simply picks up his mic again before saying...

[The Undertaker]
Like I said...Predictable.

Orton slowly backs up the ramp, cursing his futile effort as The Undertaker goes one up on him, the crowd begin to boo Orton on his way to the back for his underhanded efforts to which he replies by shouting "Shut up!" And "This isn't over!" Several times as XWL's Bad Blood fades to commercial...

*Bad Blood returns from commercial break back in the interview area, where we see Mitch standing there, getting ready to interview somebody*

{Mitch}
Ladies & Gentleman, I am here with a superstar looking to break out in the XWL. He's here tonight to ask Vickie Guerrero for a job, so let's meet with him now. Without further ado, Barry Stevens!!

*The crowd gets antsy as Barry grabs Mitch's mic and begins to speak*

{Barry}
Mitch, you need to know yo-your ro-role and shut the hell u-up! I'm he-here ton..................

{???}
Man, be quiet! You're putting these fans to sleep.

*The camera pans around to see a very familiar face, the American Dragon, Daniel Bryan*

{Daniel Bryan}
Barry, do me a favor, and get your skinny carcass out of my interview area!

{Barry}
Uh-um, n-n-no.

{Daniel Bryan}
Did you just say no? I couldn't here you under that lisp. Speak up next time.

{Barry}
I said, n-n-.................

*Before Barry can even finish what he was saying, Bryan smacks him straight across the face which sends poor 150 pound Barry Stevens flying to the ground. Bryan stomps him a few times then locks in the LeBell Lock and makes Barry tap out, but doesn't let go. After holding it for a minute or two, Bryan lets go and you can see that Barry's nose is busted and bloodied. Bryan cleans off his arms with his new "YES! YES! YES!" shirt, and picks up the mic that Barry took from Mitch, while medical officials check on Barry*

{Bryan}
Here Mitch. Take your mic back, hold it straight, and ask me the questions I want to hear.

{Mitch}
Umm, alright Daniel, but don't you think that was a little uncalled for?

{Bryan}
Not really. I gave him a fair chance to leave.

{Mitch}
Yeah, but you cheap.........

{Bryan}
Hey! I didn't give that mic back to you so you could ask me about Barry Stevens. I gave it back so you could talk about my big night.

{Mitch}
Alright Bryan, if you say so. Let's see, after not being on last month's Final Stand card, how do you feel about being so close to fighting for the United States title?

{Bryan}
You had to bring that up didn't you Mitch? Typical. I don't care that I didn't wrestle at Final Stand. I don't care that management still hasn't taken notice of the fact that I am the one who should be on those stupid posters of the PPVs, not Ted DiBiase and Justin Gabriel. I mean Mitch, come on. You and I both know that I should be fighting Shawn Michaels tonight, but NOOOOOOO. XWL gave him the night off. Instead I'm fighting my good friend, Michael McGillicutty in a ploy by Vickie Guerrero to gain more buys for tonights PPV. I can't blame her though. The two best young and upcoming superstars wrestling in that square ring for all the world to see. Who wouldn't want to see that?

*The crowd boos at Daniel Bryan's thought that he's the star of the PPV. You can hear slight "DiBiase! Gabriel!" chants throughout the arena*

{Bryan}
You here those people? They have no clue what they want. Thing is, I'm not here to give them what they want. I'm here to give them what they NEED. And what they NEED is a little more American Dragon, and a lot less Capetown Werewolf. They NEED more pro wrestling and less "Posse Parties". They NEED more......................

{???}
..........Mr. Money in the Bank!

*Michael walks into view with his Money in the Bank briefcase in tow. He looks at the fallen Barry Stevens, who is now being carried away by the medical staff and begins to speak.*

{McGillicutty}
What happened here? On second thought, I don't really care. If it isn't the “American Dragon” himself, Daniel Bryan.*Michael and Daniel shake hands.* Oh, hey Mitch, didn't see you there. Anyways, things didn't seem to go our way on Redemption this past week and I know the ref claimed that you “tapped out” but the fact of the matter is you didn't. I know what really happened. All the evidence points to Ted DiBiase paying off officials so he can win matches. It's all part of this DiBiase Conspiracy, he wants the World Championship so bad that he's willing to pay anybody off to get it. Isn't it a coincidence that as soon as he locked in the Million Dollar Dream, the ref quickly called for the bell? Also, take his match with Edge for example, as he went for the final pinfall of the match, the ref fast-counted the pin, not giving Edge a chance to kickout.

*Mitch tries to speak but is quickly cut off by Michael.*

{McGillicutty}
Calm down Mitch, I'm not done yet. Which brings me to tonight, if Ted wins, it's quite obvious that he, in fact, paid off the ref yet again, only this time, he won't get the Championship that easy. I'll make sure of it.

{Bryan}
Good. I'm waiting for the McGillicutty Era to begin. If Ted wins, we'd have to sit through in-ring "DiBiase Posse Parties". Who would want to see something so dumb?

*Mitch goes to speak again, but Daniel Bryan cuts him off right away*

{Bryan}
I already know what you were going to say Mitch, so don't bother. These fans need to see actual wrestling, not the play fighting that'll happen in the main-event tonight, but the kind that US, the two superstars taking the XWL by storm, will do tonight. On one hand, we have Mr. Perfect's prodigal son, and on the other you have the greatest modern wrestler alive today. I paid my dues for 10 YEARS to get here, and no one will take that from me. And you. You won Money in the Bank this year, the first ever third-generation superstar to do so. You did something your father never could. You should be proud of that.

{McGillicutty}
And I am. Tonight, we will steal the show like we always do. The best wrestler in the world today going against the greatest third generation wrestler to ever live, with the winner going on to defeat Shawn Michaels for the United States Championship. We should be the main event, not that little love fest of a World Championship match. I was told that a lot of “critics” believe that whoever loses tonight will turn on the winner in a fit of rage. Trust me when I say this, if you defeat me in that ring, I will not attack you from behind. However, if I win, I expect you to return the favor.

{Bryan}
Come on man, seriously? I'm not that kind of guy. We both know that the only reason Ted DiBiase's match is the main event is because his daddy has stock in the company. We don't need crap like that. I busted my ass year after year, and you're proving everyone wrong who said that you couldn't get out of your father's shadow. I'll admit one thing though. Even though I might not like Justin Gabriel, I respect him. He didn't need his daddy's money to get himself a World title, he busted his ass to earn that title. But either way it goes tonight, I have a feeling we'll have a new champion with the initials M.M.

*A smile forms on Michael's face as he looks at his Money in the Bank Briefcase.*

{McGillicutty}
I'm almost hoping Ted wins... just to see the look on his face when my music hits and I cash in this briefcase, quickly ending his pathetic reign as champion. In order to do that, however, he would need to defeat a very game Justin Gabriel. I don't think he has it in him to win and the pressure is just to much for him to take. I'm pretty much guaranteeing he chokes tonight, just like every other opportunity hes had in the past. He needs to face the facts, he's not going to amount to anything in this business, just like his father. He never won the big one and neither will Ted.

*McGillicutty gets some massive heat after taking that shot at the DiBiase family*

{Bryan}
Sounds like the fans didn't like that much. Who cares? I'm actually starting to think that your ancestor's loins are blessed or something. I mean your father was a world champion, your grandfather and his massive 22" neck, and you, Mr. Mitb, and soon to be world champion, Michael McGillicutty. The two familys that might beat your's are the A'noais and the Von Erich. But, we all remember Lacey Von Erich and, and............well, damn, I can't think of anyone embarrassing from the A'noai family. Maybe Rikishi. *Daniel Bryan starts laughing as he thinks of Rikishi* But anyways, what I'm trying to say is that you were destined for greatness. Ted DiBiase, not so much.

{McGillicutty}
Judging by your wrestling ability, I'm surprised that you aren't a second or third generation wrestler. You're miles better than Chavo and Ted, two disgraces to third generation superstars by the way. Anyways, I think it's time for our match, You ready to steal the show?

{Bryan}
Yeah lets do this man. Good luck. Get out of our way Mitch.

*Daniel Bryan pushes Mitch out of the way as he and McGillicutty walk off towards the gorilla postion*

[Bad Blood returns from a commercial break and after some fist pumpin’, foot stompin’ high energy rock music finishes playing the crowd is all hyped up.]



[The crowd gets on their feet as Chavo’s theme hits and they give the Mexican Warrior quite the reception when he steps onto the stage. ]



[The cheers get even louder when the people see Chavo in person and he continues playing to them and he actually slaps a few high fives on his way down the ramp. Seemingly humbled by his feud with Michael McGillicutty weeks ago, Chavo is sporting what appears to be a brand new attitude. He even cracks a smile once he’s in the ring and the crowd begins chanting his name.]

*Let’s go, Chavo!*
*clap clap clap-clap-clap*
*Let’s go, Chavo!*
*clap clap clap-clap-clap*

[Chavo holds up his hand signaling to the crowd that he’s ready to speak and after a few moments they oblige and simmer down.]

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
I didn’t come out here to give a big speech, I’ve done enough of that over the months. I’ve done enough whining and bitching and complaining and moaning about how things haven’t been going my way for what feels like forever. Yeah, I haven’t been on the top of my game, I’ll admit it, and I hate it. I hate the losing, I hate feeling like I’ve lost a step, because I know I still I have a big run in me, I know that when I get back into the swing of things, that once I get my mojo back that I… Heh.

[Chavo lowers his mic and runs his fingers over his goatee as he gives himself a moment to recollect his thoughts. There are a few isolated cheers here and there but for the most part the crowd is giving Chavo a respectful silence as they’re quite eager to hear what he has to say.]

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
Look at me falling into the same trap again. Talking about the way things should be instead of busting my ass to make it that way. As you can see by the way that I’m dressed, I’m ready for a fight. And as you can see by the way that I’m oozing calmness and confidence, I really don’t care who Vickie brings out for me to face. For the past month she’s been heckling me, she’s been a thorn in my side because she swears that she holds the keys to my future. She swears that she has all the answers to solve my problems, but getting involved with Vickie would be signing away my freedom and my pride and with all due respect I can’t bring myself to do that. Accepting her help would mean admitting that I’ve failed and the day I admit that would be the day hell freezes over or the day Dolph Ziggler realizes that it’s just not normal to have that much estrogen flowing through your body.

*Ooooh!*


{{Chavo Guerrero}}
The only person I need is myself, and I know I’m gonna hate myself for saying it, but having you all supporting me wouldn’t be half bad either.

*Yeaaaaah!*

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
So it really sucks that after that big spiel, that I'm out here ready to accept her open challenge or whatever and ready to fight whoever she sends my way. But you have to realize something, I work for her, I can only avoid her for so long. And there’s the fact that no-showing my matches against Jack Swagger and Matt Hardy hurt me a hell of a lot more than it hurt her. Let’s be serious for a second, not doing matches isn’t going to help me win matches, you’d be hard-pressed to find somebody who got better at something by not doing it. So tonight is the night I give in and I hope that after this she gets off my case. I can only pray that giving Vickie what she wants will get her to leave me alone for good.

[Chavo lowers his mic and paces back and forth in the ring. He finally stops and takes a deep breath before continuing.]

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
It’s been a real pain knowing that every match you’re in has been put together specially for you because someone feels that you need to be babied. Every match has some strings and a lesson attached to it, and it’s safe to assume that no matter what happens tonight, that that’s going to be the case for a long long time. Vickie’s persistent, and even if I never see or speak to her again from here on out, I know that she’ll be getting involved somewhere in the background. Just look at the match against Jack Swagger:



{{Chavo Guerrero}}
She made that match because, apparently, I’ve been holding grudges. She felt that maybe putting things behind me, y’know just forget that she let Swagger beat me down and steal my Money in the Bank briefcase when I was making my way to the top, that everything would be peachy. She thought letting bygones be bygones would clear up my mind so I can focus on the future, but that’s just silly. The past is what makes you stronger and you could have bet that if I had won the money in the bank briefcase at the next Final Stand things would have been much much different. Then there was that business with Brodus Clay:



{{Chavo Guerrero}}
Apparently there’s a new generation of big men…. guys who are agile as they are strong and she wanted me to experience what is what like wrestling one of them. But as far as I’m concerned, fat is fat, and once you’ve dealt with one of them you’ve dealt with them all. The next week I had to step in the ring with Daniel Bryan:



{{Chavo Guerrero}}
The submission expert, submission extraordinaire if you’re feeling extra fancy, a guy who can break you as fast as he can down a salad and he was one tough cucumber to deal with. And last but not least, and my most favorite of all, was the match booked last week against Matt Hardy:



{{Chavo Guerrero}}
A match between two tag-teamers who couldn’t quite make it out of their partner’s shadows. Two guys plagued with comparisons and who many feel should feel ashamed for having a shorter list of accolades and accomplishments. So what can I really do but suck it up and deal with all of this? If this is the extent that she gets involved then maybe I can live with it, because my only other option is getting drafted to Breakdown and with her involved the chances of that are slim.

[Chavo pauses for a moment and the crowd lets loose with some cheers during his intermission. He looks around at all of the people who he once hated with a passion, and grins as he’s washed over by their waves of acceptance.]

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
And maybe it’s better off that I don’t get drafted because that would mean I’d be content with running away and I’ve done enough of that over the years. Impromptu breaks when things didn’t go right, no-showing matches because I was annoyed, all that garbage needs to stop. Not to mention that there are things on this show that I still haven’t been able to do. Shawn Michaels has been desperately hanging onto his United States Championship in a reign that has gone on far longer than I can stomach because he’s waiting for our rematch nearly three years in the making. Once I’m done tonight, Shawn, you can rest assured that you’ll be on my radar, and when things are settled I’ll personally send you a signed Cody Rhodes action figure to show my thanks for you keeping that title warm. And Ted DiBiase…

*Yeah!*

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
I can’t wait until the day our paths cross. I don’t know if you thought Redemption went on hiatus while you were busy playing with The Rock’s strudel Breakdown, but people have been holding things down here, and whatever stock you had before is long gone now. So not only is the idea of Tedemption stupid because it sounds stupid, but it’s asinine to believe that you’re the most valuable player on the show and I…

[There are a couple of boos after Chavo makes some harsh remarks about a fan favorite, but he hasn’t been one to hold back.]

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
You can’t boo me for having an opinion, and I’m not going to sugarcoat my feelings about a guy who showed an immense amount of disrespect by acting like he still runs things around here. He…

[Chavo is cut off by a shrill scream and the boos only get louder.]

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
I said EXCUSE ME!

[Vickie walks onto the stage with a microphone held firmly in her hand and she gives the people a look of disgust as they continue to boo her.]



{{Vickie Guerrero}}
Call me conceited, but I thought you were a lot more interesting when you were talking about me. I mean it was some really compelling stuff.

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
Sorry Vickie, but there’s only so much time I can dedicate to you without getting sick to my stomach.

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
That’s a real shame because I put a whole lot of thought into deciding who I would hire to wrestle to you tonight.

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
That’s time that could have been spent worrying about your own life.

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
Yeah sure, I mean I do love thinking about myself, but I’m already very successful in what I do. And no offense, but the same really can’t be said about you.

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
Surely it can’t be that hard messing with people, can it? Who would have thought that you’re actually useful around here.

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
Ah, but you see Chavo this isn’t me messing with your life, this is me trying to help you. And it’s really annoying the way you’re being so stubborn about all of this.

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
I just don’t understand, Vickie…. How many different times, how many different ways can I tell you no before you finally get that I absolutely do not want you meddling with my career?

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
That's the thing, you think you want to say no, you think that you’ll be better off without me, when deep down inside you really want to graciously accept my offer. We all know you’re just putting on a front so these people won’t question your manhood, but when you’ve finally achieved all that you’ve wanted, what they think won’t even matter… well their opinions don’t even matter now but that’s beside the point. What I’m trying to say is that accepting this match, is the first step to a wonderful partnership.

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
Whoa, hold it there. This isn’t me accepting anything, this is me realizing that I had nothing better to do tonight than beat somebody down.

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
Well I’m glad you’re in the fighting mood, because the man that I picked out for you to wrestle will definitely push you to your limits. He’s old and bitter just like you, and I’m sure you’ll a grand ol’ time in your No Disqualification match.

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
No DQ, huh? You sure do know how to make a guy’s life easy.

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
Ladies and gentleman, allow me to introduce you to Chavo’s opponent for the night…



[Vickie turns to the stageand everybody in the arena is eager to see who Vickie picked out. Chavo has long since thrown his mic out of the ring and he does some last minute stretches and twists as he eyes the stage. And finally:]



[Kid Kash’s theme hits and given that he’ll be wrestling Chavo, the crowd doesn’t give him a warm welcome.]



[Kash doesn’t seem bothered by the hate at all and he raises his arms in a taunt that only riles up the crowd even more. He takes the mic out of Vickie’s hands and smirks as he eyes Chavo in the ring.]

{{Kid Kash}}
Here’s the deal sonny, I didn’t come here to play nice with you. I was paid to give you the fight of your life and that’s exactly what you’re gonna get outta me tonight, you hear? I hope you’re ready because I sure am, and I can promise that aches and pains you’ll have after this is all said and done will make sure that you never forget this night.

[After that brief speech, Kash drops the microphone and he and Vickie make their way to the ring. Vickie heads over to the announce table and takes a seat while Kash takes his time climbing up the steel stairs and he and Chavo never break eye contact. Kash finally steps into the ring and The Ref calls for the bell.]

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No DQ Match

Chavo Guerrero Vs Kid Kash

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{{Jim Ross}}
Well folks, it looks like this match is really going to happen. With Chavo looking to prove a point and Kid Kash just wanting to earn a decent payday, this could get really interesting.

{{Michael Cole}}
This is so stupid, why is this even a match? What does Chavo hope will happen if he wins? Does he really think people are going to care that he beat someone who isn’t even on the roster?

{{Jerry Lawler}}
This is all about pride and defending your honor, not that I’d expect you to know anything about that, Cole.

{{Jim Ross}}
Not to mention that I’m sure that these people won’t mind watching Chavo compete for them tonight.

{{Michael Cole}}
All I’m trying to say is that I liked it better when Chavo was cool.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
You don’t have to be a jackass to be cool. And I’m sure the last thing Chavo cares about is being respected by someone like you.

{{Jim Ross}}
I’m pretty sure the only thing Chavo cares about right now is Kid Kash and what he’s going to have to do to win this match.

{{Michael Cole}}
Oh please, have you been paying attention recently? Chavo couldn’t win a match if his life depended on it. I fully expect the result of this match to be like the others: a loss for Chavo. It doesn’t really matter who he faces, hell he could face a woman and he’d probably still get his butt whooped.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
You can rest easy, Cole, I don’t think you have to worry about wrestling Chavo anytime soon.

{{Jim Ross}}
And don’t underestimate the heart of a Guerrero, or the unpredictability of XWL. Anything could happen at any time to anyone.

{{Michael Cole}}
Yeah, yeah yeah. I still stand by what I said.

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The crowd is all fired up as the two men stare each other down intensely as they size each other up. Dueling chants erupt amongst the people with one group praising Chavo and the other putting down Kash. Once the bell rings, Chavo and Kash circle each other in the ring and slowly inch closer and closer until they finally lock up. After a few moments of battling to get the upper hand things end in a stalemate and the two men take a few steps away from each other to regroup.

They begin circling each other again and after slowly moving towards each other they lock up for a second time. This battle lasts just a little bit longer than the last but the ultimate result is still the same. The two men grin at each other while the crowd goes wild in the background, and in a rare show of respect to his opponent, Chavo extends his arm out for a handshake and just when it looks like Kash may actually shake it, he instead spits in his hand and slaps Chavo across the face. Chavo stumbles back into the ropes and Vickie is screaming from the outside of the ring for him to strike back.

Chavo instead walks back over to Kash and outstretches his hand once again looking for the shake and Kash grabs his hand and jerks Chavo towards him bringing him close enough to connect with a headbutt. Chavo stumbles backwards into the corner and Kash is right there to begin blatantly choking him wrapping his two hands around Chavo’s throat. The Ref can’t save Chavo in this No DQ contest and Chavo is looking helpless as his face starts turning red. With no other option Chavo pokes Kash right in the eyes and with Kash temporarily blinded, Chavo takes him by the head and jumps over the top rope dropping Kash neck first across the top rope.

Kash lies on his back in the ring and Chavo walks up the steel stairs to get onto the apron. By the time he gets there Kash is already back on his feet and he charges at Chavo only for Chavo to out-maneuver him by ducking between the top and middle rope and driving his shoulder right into Kash’s gut. Chavo then sets Kash up for a suplex out of the ring but after a few shots to Chavo’s gut, Kash is able to reverse and he looks to hit a suplex of his own. Kash has Chavo in the air, but the ever crafty Mexican wiggles out of Kash’s grasp and on his way down he hits a huge backstabber.

Chavo makes his way to the top rope and he points to Vickie and shouts ‘This one’s for you.’ That proves costly because before he can set find his footing on the ropes to hit the Frog Splash, Kash kicks the ropes causing Chavo to lose his balance and land groin first on the turnbuckles. Kash sprints over to the ropes, jumps off the middle rope then onto Chavo’s shoulders and hits an avalanche frankensteiner!

Kash puts so much force into it that when Chavo hits the mat he bounces twice. Kash walks over to Chavo and sets him up for a pumphandle slam then when he gets Chavo into the air he transitions into a backbreaker. Not even allowing Chavo a chance to breath, Kash mounts him and hits a few measured punches right to the temple, but Chavo’s able to kick him off and he rolls onto the apron to catch a breather. As Chavo gets to his feet on the apron, Kash hits the ropes looking for the triangle dropkick and misses as Chavo sidesteps him. When Kash stands up, Chavo springboards into the air and hits a tornado DDT!

Chavo takes Kash by the head and pulls him to his feet only for Kash to catch him off guard with European uppercut. Kash quickly gets Chavo in a side headlock and begins applying as much pressure to it as possible looking to get Chavo to pass out. Chavo presses his hands up against Kash’s face trying to push him away, but he’s forced to abandon that plan when Kash bites one of his fingers. Chavo responds to that dirty move with a stomp to the foot and he throws Kash into the ropes then bends over hoping to hit a big back body drop but Kash leap frogs over him and hits the ropes on the other side of the ring. When Chavo turns around Kash tries to hit him with a clothesline but Chavo quickly puts him in a sleeper hold.

Almost instantly Kash drops down onto his butt driving the crown of his head into Chavo’s jaw and with Chavo busy checking for missing teeth, Kash gets up and puts him in another headlock. Kash seems to have this headlock synched in tighter than the last one and Chavo backs up into the ropes to throw Kash off again, but Kash has smartened up and he slides on his knees stopping his momentum and keeping Chavo in the headlock. Chavo is flat on his stomach with his head still cradled in Kash’s arms and it seems as if every breath he takes is a struggle. But as the fans chant: ‘Let’s go, Chavo!’ he digs down inside and fights his way back to his feet. He takes his elbow and drives it into Kash’s gut once… twice…. and then one last time for good measure forcing Kash to break his hold.

Kash goes for a punch but Chavo takes his arm and bends it behind him for the chickenwing. Kash slaps his shoulder as Chavo pulls his arm farther up his back seemingly about to dislocate it and you can see just by looking at Kash how much pain he’s in. But with his good arm he drives his elbow back behind him striking Chavo in the head until Chavo ducks down to avoid further blows.

But when Chavo ducks behind him, he loses his leverage and Kash is able to reverse the hold into a chickenwing of his own, though before he can do any damage, Chavo reaches behind him and pulls Kash over his shoulder and immediately transitions into a dragon sleeper! Chavo digs his knee into the middle of Kash’s back trying to do as much damage to multiple body parts as possible. Kash fights his way back to his while Chavo still has the sleeper on him, turning it into an inverted facelock, and Chavo tries to hit an inverted suplex, but Kash lands on his feet behind him and drops Chavo onto his knee with a backbreaker. Kash quickly brings Chavo back to his feet and drops him again this time with a Russian leg sweep. Once again Kash pulls Chavo up and he puts Chavo in a full nelson, lifts him into the air then slams him down hard on the mat.

Kash gets up and begins stomping away at Chavo’s body and he lets out a scream as the adrenaline begins pumping throwing his body. Kash brings Chavo to his feet and attempts to throw Chavo into the ropes but Chavo reverses and does a roll through and before you know it he has Kash in a single leg boston crab! Chavo leans back as far as Kash’s body will allow him and the crowd yells at Kash to tap out. But that doesn’t seem to be on Kash’s agenda as he slowly begins overpowering Chavo until he spins him completely around. Kash tries to kick Chavo in his face with his free leg, but Chavo sees it coming and he grabs Kash’s attacking foot and slaps on an ankle lock.

Before Chavo can hope to grapevine Kash’s leg, Kash works his way to his feet and rolls through sending Chavo flying off his leg. Kash charges at the Chavo and ducks under the attempted clothesline, then Kash jumps off the middle rope, then off the top rope and flies into the air landing on Chavo with a huge cross body. Kash gets onto his feet with Chavo in his arms and it looks as though he could be going for a fallaway slam, but Chavo drives his elbow into the side of Kash’s head repeatedly until Kash sets him down, however Chavo doesn’t stop with the elbows and he calls on his inner CM Punk just going to town with the elbows until it looks like Kash is out cold.

Chavo walks over to the ropes and makes his way to the top trying for the frog splash. He leaps off the top but nobody’s home! Chavo rolls around holding his gut and Kash gets up pointing to his skull letting everyone know that he outsmarted their hero. Kash brings Chavo to his feet and hits a stinging chop lighting up his chest. Kash hits another chop, and another, and another until he has Chavo backed up in the corner. Kash grabs his arm and tries to throw Chavo into the turnbuckles on the opposite side only for Chavo to reverse it but Kash is able to reverse the reversal! Chavo hits the turnbuckles hard and drops to the ground instantly. Kash runs over and connects with a sliding dropkick to the face. He rolls Chavo onto his back and goes for the first pin fall of the match:

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kick out! Kash looks annoyed at the fact that Chavo kicked out, but then an eerie grin spreads across his pain as he realizes that he now has the chance to inflict even more pain. He sets out to do that by bringing Chavo to a standing position then he lifts him over his shoulder and puts Chavo in a sitting position on the top rope. Before he can do anything else, Chavo kicks him into the face causing Kash to spin away from him, but Kash quickly bounces back and springboards off the middle rope to be able to reach Chavo with an enzuigiri. With Chavo dazed, Kash sets him up for what looks to be a muscle buster, but instead of dropping on his back Kash drops on his butt turning it into a neckbreaker. Chavo rolls away from Kash holding his neck, but Kash rolls him back over only for Chavo to roll back on his stomach. Kash gets irritated and goes for an elbow drop only to miss as Chavo gets out of the way. When Kash gets up Chavo’s waiting for him and Chavo grabs him and hits a northern lights suplex with the bridge:

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kick out! Chavo hits the ropes as soon as Kash gets to his feet and goes for the hurricanrana but Kash turns it into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker and he keeps Chavo draped across his knee for the submission. Kash looks like he wants to snap Chavo’s spine in two, and every time The Ref asks Chavo if he wants to quit, Chavo tells him no. Chavo manages to get a leg free and he drives his knee into the side of Kash’s head. Just when it looks like Chavo will be able to successfully break free, Kash snatches Chavo up into the air and slams him down hard onto the mat. Kash drops down and hooks Chavo’s leg for the pin:

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Chavo gets his shoulder up! Kash walks over to the corner and begins undoing the strings. The Ref goes over to him and tries to get him to stop, but Kash is having none of that as he pushes The Ref away and continues working at the strings . He finally gets it loose and tosses the protective covering to the side, letting the exposed steel glimmer in the light. Kash walks over to the opposite corner and does the same to the protective covering on that side and this time The Ref doesn’t disturb him.

Kash brings Chavo to his feet and throws him hard into the corner. Chavo hits the steel and he drops to his knees, but Kash is far from done with him. Kash takes Chavo by the arms and throws him hard into the exposed steel turnbuckle on the other side. When Chavo hits the steel he howls in pain and drops to his knees again. The ever relentless Kash grabs him and throws Chavo so hard he loses his balance and falls down. Chavo hits the turnbuckle and the force of the impact causes Chavo to fall to the mat.

Kash remains on the mat as he watches with a smile as Chavo struggles to use the ropes to pick himself up. When Chavo is as close to being fully upright as he’s going to get, Kash charges at him in the corner but Chavo has it in him to duck through the ropes and slip onto the apron. Kash hits the exposed steel chest first and Chavo quickly takes him by the head and slams it repeatedly into the steel with all the strength he can muster. Chavo backs up with Kash’s head still in his hand then he charges forward and uses the momentum to drive Kash’s head into the turnbuckle as hard as he can. Chavo’s own momentum causes him to fly off the apron and he lands with a thud on the floor outside the ring.

Both men are down and they don’t look like they’ll be moving anytime soon. The people are on their feet trying to will Chavo on and it seems to be working because he slowly begins dragging himself over to the ring and it takes forever, but he finally manages to pull himself into the ring. He walks on his knees over to Kash and rolls him over and you can see the blood dripping down his forehead, a result of all the shots to the exposed metal. Chavo drops down for the pin and struggles to hook one of Kash’s legs:

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With his legs unhooked, Kash has no problems kicking out. Chavo rolls onto the apron and pulls himself up and goes for the tope atomico but misses as Kash rolls out of the way. Chavo rolls through and is quickly back on his feet and he shows some great reflexes by being able to avoid the incoming Kash and he throws him over the top rope. Chavo thinks he’s done with Kash but he doesn’t realize until too late that Kash landed on his feet on the apron. Kash grabs Chavo’s head and drops the back of his neck against the top rope as he lands on his feet on the outside of the ring. Kash gets back on the apron, only for Chavo to kick his legs out from under him and Kash falls back to the outside and hits his face against the apron on his way down.

Chavo gets up and measures Kash on the outside and once Kash gets on his feet Chavo launches himself over the top rope but misses the attack as Kash slides into the ring to safety and once again Chavo takes a hard spill to the outside. Chavo holds his gut as he stands and when he turns around Kash takes a running start then flies over the top rope with an impressive somersault plancha. Kash uses the announce table to pull himself up and he wipes his hand across his face and he smiles when he sees blood. Kash looks at the hurting Chavo then at the announcers, then the people, and then he eyes Vickie watching things unfold from her spot in the corner.

He walks over to her and yells ‘Give me the damn chair’ , but she refuses so he just pushes her off and takes it from her. Kash holds the chair in the air and the people boo him as Vickie glares at him from the ground. Kash turns around and he’s taken off his feet when Chavo throws his full body weight at him with a spear! Chavo crawls over to Vickie to check on her and he asks through heavy breaths ‘Are you okay?’ , in response she yells at Chavo to watch out, but it’s far too late as Kash brings the steel chair down hard over Chavo’s back. Kash brings the chair up and hits Chavo again and again and again with the chair right in front of Vickie and she screams at him to stop.

‘This is what you wanted,’ Kash yells as he hits Chavo on the back one more time. ‘This is what you paid me to do.’ Kash raises the chair in the air and you can see how dented it’s become. He gets ready to hit Chavo one more time but Vickie gets in the way and Kash shoves her to the side again but the distraction is enough to allow Chavo to low blow him and Kash drops the chair and stands bent over holding his crotch. Chavo gets up far enough to grab Kash by the head and drop on the chair with a DDT!

Chavo takes the chair in his hands and drags himself over the ring and slides the chair inside. Chavo tries to get inside too, but Kash somehow recovers from the DDT quickly enough to grabs Chavo from behind looking to hit the german suplex, but Chavo lunges forward and grabs the bottom rope. Kash gives up on the suplex but instead pulls on Chavo’s legs and Chavo lands stomach first on the outside. Kash lifts Chavo to his feet and pushes him up against the ring post. Kash walks over the ring keeper and exchanges a dirty look with Vickie as he grabs the bell. Kash then charges at Chavo looking to sandwich his head between the bell and the ring post but Chavo ducks down at the last second, but almost as if he were expecting Chavo to reverse, Kash quickly stops in his tracks and when Chavo turns around Kash throws the ring bell right in his face and the sound the impact can be heard all throughout the arena.

Kash begins digging under the apron looking for a weapon and finally he pulls out a table and the crowd gasps as Kash tries to set it up but before he can, Chavo kicks him behind the knees while still on his back and Kash lets go of the table letting it clatter to the ground as he drops to his knees. Chavo, now busted open due to the shot with the bell, slowly stands to his feet and he grabs Kash from behind trying to pull him back to his feet, but Kash drops down and hits a jawbreaker and Chavo stumbles back a bit. Kash turns around and goes for a clothesline but misses as Chavo ducks under and when he turns around, Chavo leaps into the air and knocks Kash back into the crowd barricade with a dropkick. Chavo charges and nails Kash with a clothesline and both men go tumbling into the crowd!

Security rushes over to the scene to get the crowd to give the two wrestlers their space. Both men have to use each other to pull themselves to their feet and Chavo strikes first with a punch to the face and Kash respond with a punch of his own. Chavo comes back with a forearm and Kash gets him back with a chop. Kash then hits Chavo with another stiff right and then a left and then he winds up for a huge punch but Chavo ducks under it and he flicks some of his blood in Kash’s eyes blinding him. Chavo takes advantage and lifts Kash into the air for a suplex, but he doesn’t have the strength to follow through and Kash lands on his feet and he lifts Chavo up for a suplex of his own and he throws Chavo over the barricade so that he ends up landing on the other side back first. As the fans begin to heckle him, Kash steals one of their drinks and tells them to put it on his tab.

Kash climbs over the barricade and Chavo immediately tackles him and drives Kash back first into the barricade. Chavo backs up and tries to do it again, but Kash lifts him up and drops Chavo gut first on the barricade and quickly hits a leg drop afterwards. Kash brings Chavo to his feet and throws him hard into the steel stairs then he charges and hits a clothesline that causes Chavo to flip over the stairs and land on the other side on his stomach. Fully in control now, Kash is starting to feel confident as he stalks the severely wounded Chavo and nails him with a couple of stiff kicks to the gut until Chavo blocks one and hits a dragon screw!

Chavo slides into the ring to take a few precious moments to figure out how to put Kash away for good. Kash himself begins digging under the ring apron but Chavo doesn’t see and when he leans out of the ring to grab Kash by the hair, he doesn’t see Kash’s swing with the steel pipe coming. Chavo takes the strike right to the side of his face and he collapses to the mat in the ring.

Kash slides into the ring with the steel pipe in his hands and he presses it against the front of Chavo’s throat choking him. Chavo doesn’t look like he has the strength to fight out of it and he slowly begins fading away until it looks like he’s out cold. Kash throws the pipe to the side and it rolls out of the ring, then drags Chavo over to the middle of the ring. Kash signals for the end and the people begin to boo as he lifts Chavo up and tucks his head between his legs. Kash applies the double underhook and it looks like he’s about to finish Chavo off with the piledriver but Chavo gets one of his hands free. Kash pounds on Chavo’s back and gets the underhook put back on but Chavo manages to break free again and Kash lets go off Chavo’s other arm so he can have to fists free to wail on Chavo’s back.

Kash tries for the third time and this time he’s able to get Chavo in the air and it looks all but over, but Chavo begins kicking his legs wildly not allowing Kash the chance to focus so he can properly execute the move. While he’s kicking, Chavo manages to get an arm free again and he lands on his feet in front of Kash. Before Kash can react Chavo kicks him in the gut, applies a double underhook of his own and hits Kash with a tiger bomb!

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Kash rolls out of it and immediately rushes forward and takes the still sitting Chavo out with a big boot. Kash makes his way to corner then he does a double jump and hits an incredible looking moonsault! He hooks Chavo’s leg for the pin:

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Chavo kicks out! Kash is beside himself. ‘What do you mean that’s not three? That’s my damn finisher!’ Chavo begins to sit up but Kash elbows him in the face and pins him again:

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Chavo kicks out again! Kash is starting to get pissed and he hooks both of Chavo’s legs this time:

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Chavo gets his shoulder up! Kash puts Chavo in a cradle:

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Chavo rolls it over into a pin of his own!

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Kash rolls it back over!

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Chavo flips it over again!

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Kash kicks out and both men lay on their back breathing heavily after that series of near falls. The crowd is making an immense amount of noise after Chavo came so close to both losing and winning so many times. Chavo begins making his way to his feet first and he watches as Kash gets up while doubled over. Chavo charges at him and hits… Was that?… Yes it was! In an act of desperation, Chavo pulled out his old rival’s finisher, the McGillicutter, but he’s so exhausted and so weak that at this stage of the match that he couldn’t get the full rotation and Kash ended up landing on his side instead of his back.

Full impact or not, it is still good enough to keep Kash down long enough for Chavo to make his way over to the rope and for the third time in the match Chavo is looking to hit the frog splash. Chavo points to the heavens and leaps off the top landing right on Kash’s knees! Kash then rolls Chavo up for the win:

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Kick out! Kash sits up and despite his face being covered with blood you can see that he just doesn’t know what to do anymore. Kash picks up Chavo, but Chavo doesn’t even have the strength to stand and he falls back to the mat. Kash picks him back up and holds Chavo up by the face and begins yelling obscenities in Chavo’s face. He tells Chavo that he’s a failure and that he’ll never be the man his uncle was, and then he goes to take down Chavo with a lariat form point blank range but Chavo ducks under! When Kash turns around Chavo leaps onto his shoulders for the hurricanrana, but Kash flips him back off and Chavo lands on his feet in front of him.

Kash goes for a punch but Chavo blocks it and connects with a punch of his own causing Kash to stumble back. Chavo advances on him, but Kash quickly takes him by the head and headbutts Chavo twice then knees him in the gut doubling Chavo over. Kash tries going for that double underhook piledriver again, but before he can get the arms Chavo lifts him in the air for the Alabama slam, but Kash reverses that into a sunflip pin and when they land Chavo rolls through and nails Kash right in the face with a stiff dropkick.

Chavo brings Kash to his feet then throws him into the ropes. Kash bounces off the ropes and Chavo tries for the tilt-a-whirl that Kash ends up reversing and he takes Chavo down with an armdrag and transitions quickly into an armbar. Kash elbows Chavo’s shoulder a couple of times perhaps looking to knock it out of its socket and Chavo cries out in pain as his arm is nearly pulled out of his body. Chavo kips up to his feet then he twists Kash’s arm but Kash immediately kicks him in the gut. Kash lifts Chavo into the air for a powerbomb and he slams him down hard:

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Kash lifts Chavo up for a second helping and Chavo wails away at his head then leans back to turn it into a hurricanrana, but Kash turns that into an elevated boston crab and with the two men in the middle of the ring, Chavo has nowhere to go. Chavo begins clawing his way over to the ropes and after a minute or two he finally is a fingertip away. But at the last second, Kash pulls him away and they end up back in the middle of the ring. Chavo screams and Kash is yelling at him to give up. The Ref asks Chavo if he wants to quit, but Chavo tells him not to ring the bell. Chavo begins dragging himself to the ropes again and once again he’s so close but Kash pulls him away for a second time!

At this point one has to wonder how much more of this Chavo can endure. How much more can he take before he finally decides that enough is enough and gives up? It seems that time may be now as Chavo raises his arm and it looks like he’s about to tap, but he instead begins pulling on one of Kash’s legs until Kash eventually loses his balance and falls forward. Chavo hangs onto Kash’s leg and he puts him in the single legged boston crab!

After that impressive reversal when it looked like it was over, the crowd is on their feet because they can smell the end nearing. Kash is screaming and now it’s his turn to start dragging himself over to the ropes and just when he’s about to grab it, Chavo pulls him away and the crowd pops. Chavo begins leaning back more and more but Kash absolutely refuses to give up. Kash tries to play the power game again and unfortunately for Chavo it works, because Kash is able to roll over and then he kicks Chavo off so hard that Chavo takes a spill out of the ring!

Chavo slowly stands and Kash gets a running start and tires for a suicide dive but Chavo collapses to the ground and Kash flies into the front of the announce table gut first! Chavo tucks Kash’s head between his legs and sets Kash up for the Gory Bomb! Chavo walks Kash over to the steel stairs and when he hits his finisher Kash hits the stairs head first!

Kash looks to be out of it, and when Chavo gets up he looks at Kash with a look so cold some people in the front row get chills. Chavo looks at the table that Kash pulled out earlier and he walks over and sets it up. Soon he gets Kash laid out on the table too, and the people get on their feet when Chavo climbs up onto the apron and to the top rope. The Ref and Vickie are yelling at Chavo to get the hell down, and surprising he obliges. Chavo gets down into the ring and he walks over to the steel chair he slid in earlier and holds it in his hands looking at the dents his body put in it. Chavo walks back over to the corner and The Ref tries to stop him but he shoves him to the side, and climbs back up to the top. Chavo looks at all the people whose eyes are on him and then he looks at Vickie and grins before jumping off the top and hitting a frog splash to the outside, through the table with the steel chair!

Vickie screams and she yells at the ring keeper to ring the bell, but they remind her that they don’t have it. Medics rush out to check out the scene and they gently roll Chavo off of Kash and put Kash on the stretcher and haul him out. Chavo is next, but at the bottom of the ramp, the he rolls off the stretcher determined to walk out of the arena himself. He takes a couple of steps and the people cheer for the bloody and battered Mexican Warrior as he shows his heart, but mid-way up the ramp Chavo crumbles to the ground holding his ribs and this time he doesn’t fight the medics off when they try to wheel him out. Vickie follows them up the ramp and out of the arena and the camera cuts to the announce table.

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{{Jim Ross}}
Folks, I’m completely stunned. I… I don’t even know how to begin describing what we just witnessed.

{{Michael Cole}}
Is Chavo stupid? Why would he go through so much to win a match that didn’t even matter?

{{Jerry Lawler}}
It mattered to Chavo, and that’s really all that matters.

{{Jim Ross}}
I had a feeling that Chavo would pull out all the stops, but I didn’t think… I can’t believe that he would actually go that far.

{{Michael Cole}}
It wasn’t even that great. I mean a frog splash to the outside? I’ve seen better than that in my time.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
Who are you to try to take away from what Chavo just did? Why don’t you try doing that?

{{Jim Ross}}
Although I could go for a little humor right now, the last thing I want to see is Cole making a fool out of himself and XWL right now.

{{Michael Cole}}
Oh please, at least I could do it if I felt like it. After all those ribs, I don’t you could even make it to the top rope. Besides, I’m better off right here at this table being the voice of XWL.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
I’d like to meet the person who considers you their voice.

{{Jim Ross}}
I don’t think he can make it out of his mother’s basement, King.

{{Michael Cole}}
Oh, hardy har-har.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
Ha! Good one JR!

{{Jim Ross}}
Anyway folks, that was only the second match of the night, we still have a hell of a card lined up. A couple of title matches, a few grudge matches…

{{Michael Cole}}
Don’t forget Austin Aries’ open challenge…

{{Jerry Lawler}}
Or the divas!

{{Jim Ross}}
I have a feeling that this will be one hell of a night. Stay tuned.

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[The camera zooms out to give the viewers at home a look at the destruction in and out of the ring. There’s blood stains on the mat, a broken table and weapons about the ring and the fan is still complaining about Kash stealing his drink. The camera cuts backstage where Vickie is shown walking next to the stretcher that Chavo is being carried in.]

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
It wasn’t supposed to go down that way. Why would you do something like that, Chavo? What if you’re never able to wrestle again? Idiot!

[Chavo groans and despite everything he’s been through the worse pain he felt might be Vickie screaming in his ear. The medic realizes that Vickie is being a nuisance and he tries to get her to go away.]

{{Medic}}
Ma’am, you’re disturbing the patient, we can take it from here.

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
Excuse me? That’s my nephew you’re talking about, he needs me right now more than ever.

{{Medic}}
Yes, miss I understand you’re worried, but I can assure you that we will take good care of him.

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
No, I’m coming with you.

{{Medic}}
Miss, please…

[A groan is heard on the stretcher and both the medic and Vickie look at Chavo as he speaks with a voice so weak he can barely be heard.]

{{Chavo Guerrero}}
Make her go away.

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
What!? Are you kidding me Chavo? He must not know what he’s saying.

{{Medic}}
Well, you heard the patient, he wants to be left alone. If we need you we’ll give you a call.


[Offended, Vickie stands there with her hands on her hips as she watches the medics pack Chavo into the back of an ambulance. The sirens wail and the vehicle speeds off and Vickie turns and sees the cameraman watching her and she pushes her hand in front of the lens.]

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
Get out of here!

[Vickie stomps away, are heels clicking loudly even when she’s out of view. The screen fades to black as a video package highlighting the major matches tonight is played.]

Socal Val: Ladies and Gentlemen, my guest at this time, fresh from his return to XWL: Austin Aries. Now Austin, you have issued an open challenge for tonight’s PPV, do you have any thoughts on who could have accepted your challenge and how do you prepare for a match like this?



[Aries]: To answer your first question Val, to be quite honest I couldn’t care in the slightest who accepts my open invitation tonight. It will probably be the same routine as it always is, some pathetic loser will come out to the ring and try and gain his five minutes of fame by sharing the ring with likes of A Double Austin Aries. Then again who knows, there may be an actual challenge waiting for me tonight, there may be somebody waiting backstage who is going to take Austin Aries to his very limit tonight. But make no mistake about it, no matter who comes out to meet me in the middle of the ring, big, small, fat, skinny, all roided up or even all oiled up, just in case Randy Orton decides to make an appearance. No matter who accepts my challenge, it will be the same end result, with yours truly getting my hand raised at the end of the match, standing victorious in the spotlight where I belong to be.



[Aries]: As far as your second question goes, how do I prepare for a match like this? I prepare by being myself Val, I am ready for every situation that comes my way and have been since birth, but allow me to retort. How is my challenger going to prepare? How does one prepare for facing The Greatest Man That Ever Lived? How do you prepare for the kind of offense that I can deal out, how do you prepare for facing a man with the stature such as A Double Austin Aries? Simple answer is you can’t, my skills and abilities have seen me defeat the greatest talents the World has ever seen, from Bryan Da... Sorry, Daniel Bryan to CM Punk and more. A lot of people have been throwing around this “Best in the World” moniker, everybody wants to try and throw there hat on it, but there will only ever be one Greatest Man That Ever Lived and that is me, Austin Aries.



[Aries]: Now I want to change the topic only slightly, I want to draw attention to an issue that has only become apparent to me and that concerns you Val. I have noticed that you have been quite unprofessional during this interview, you can try and deny it but you know it’s true. Don’t you worry about a thing though, I understand what it’s like to be in your situation Val, I do. I am faced with that very situation every second of every day, your mouth becomes dry, your palms become sweaty and your legs turn to jelly, all because you’re graced by the sight of this handsome mug. I know it’s tough, but you’re going to have to fight through these emotions of lust and desire, you’re going to have to work your way past them so we can be professional if but for only five minutes. Now please Val, try and concentrate and try your hardest to continue with this interview.



Socal Val: O…Kay… Anyway, it has been a long time sin…



[Aries]: Val… My eyes are up here.



Socal Val: Wha… Anyway, it has been a long time since you have performed in XWL, are there any thoughts that are going through your mind right now?



[Aries]: It has been one year Val, one year ago I was the United States Champion but sadly my accomplishment only lasted a few moments, an hour at best. I made a not so wise decision to defend my Championship after just capturing it, I’m not proud to say it but that night I made a mistake, I lost that match and in doing so I humiliated myself. So what did I do? I left XWL and I tried to hide my face in shame, but I quickly came to the realisation that I should not punish the World for my short comings. Just because I made one mistake does not mean the World should not get to see A Double put on some of the greatest matches imaginable. So I moved on, let go of the past and I toured the World. I went everywhere, Japan, England, Canada, you name it and I wrestled there, all to one day return to this company and reclaiming my pride, that is what is on my mind at the moment Val, that is the very thing that has been on my mind every day of the year.



[Aries]: My opponent tonight, whoever that may be has many things going against him tonight. Sure, he may have the element of surprise but that doesn’t really count for much these days. Tonight my opponent has to fight the fear of facing a man like myself, one of the greatest performers to ever grace the squared circle. He has to beat my ability, my skills, my talent, my desire to win, my resiliency and of course my humility. On top of that, on top of everything else he also has to take on a man determined to reclaim his former glory, a man who has confidence in everything he brings to the table and a man who is destined for greatness. My opponent tonight is just the first step to bigger and better things and afterwards I’m going on to claim the Intercontinental Championship. So whoever is holding that Championship after tonight, keep in mind that you will one day be going one on one with the Greatest Man That Ever Lived.



*Aries turns to face Socal Val and blows her a kiss and winking at her, before walking off of camera , leaving Val standing alone looking some what confused about the events that just happened around her. XWL then cuts to a hype package for the man of the hour A Double himself, Austin Aries.*

*XWL Bad Blood has been great thus far, all the action picking up as expected, so much more action to come. But a video package has just played featuring someone who was in the X-Treme Series and suffered an injury that forced him to leave the series. What could this mean? Well we're about to find out just why that video package has been played as we head to an unfamiliar setting that is somewhere outside...*



[[John Morrison]]
I come to you live through your televisions right now with some pretty great news. My name is John Morrison, I am the Shaman of Sexy, I'm the prince of parkour, but I'm not able to show you why I'm called any of that right now. As much as I'd love to show off all of my moves, I'm still a bit shaken up from that injury that happened to my knee a few weeks back. However, it wasn't that much and I will be back in the ring next week, but it did sideline me for a few weeks and doctors have told me to stay off of it for now. That's why, as you can see, I'm out here instead of well... In there, in the arena, performing like I'm supposed to be.



[[John Morrison]]
I don't mean to brag, because all of you will learn that John Morrison is a humble man, but XWL hasn't been going the greatest as of late. I don't know if that's because of The South African Fashion Freak himself, Justin Gabriel, being the World Champion and the sleaziest man ever to come into this company is now doing... a lot more than he should be with the Intercontinental Championship... and that's meant in the worst way possible... or if it's that I've been gone that's brought us to an all-time low. I mean, these sunglasses speak volumes, my future is so bright that everywhere I go I need sunglasses so I don't go blind. I'm so sexy that I have to cover my six pack with a fur coat or I'll be mobbed. It's just how it is when you live as the one and only John Morrison. But there are some important topics I have to go over with you all. As you all know, some important dates are coming up. Those of course would be the in ring return of yours truly, John Morrison, the XWL Draft, my thoughts about missing out on the X-Treme Series, and I'd like to run down some current events while I'm at it.



[[John Morrison]]
First up, my in ring return. I know all of you look forward to it, but unfortunately, I'm not going to be ready to compete until next week. Sad, I know, but if I were to go out there I would most likely re-injure my knee and then you'd miss even more of me. Don't worry though, when I return, I will show all of you the high flying action that has been missing all of those weeks. I'll show you what John Morrison is all about; hardcore, parkour, highflying, mystifying aerial attacks that cannot be matched by anyone else. All of you fans know it, there's not anyone who can bring to the table what John Morrison does. I have all the moves with a moveset that is ever-growing. And hey, I look good while I'm doing those moves. And I can't wait for my return just as much as all of you can't wait, my return means so much to me and the fact that it'll be at the draft show, next week, means even more.



[[John Morrison]]
Bringing me to my next topic. The XWL Draft. Stars will trade brands, the very core of XWL will be shaken. Bad Blood will be separated once and for all, allies torn apart, but that's none of my concern. I don't care if CM Punk and The Rock are on the same brand and will now fight even more, I don't care if Undertaker and Kane end up on the same team and unite. That's none of my concern. My concern is what will the fate of John Morrison be? There's two great brands, but there's only one John Morrison. There's Breakdown, the original, flagship show of the XWL. That show has it all, including our current World Champion. There's so much history in Breakdown that it's unreal, but then there's Redemption. Redemption hasn't been going on for as long, not even a year yet. They don't have the kind of rich history Breakdown does, the only title is the United States Championship. But maybe Redemption needs a guy like me more. I am after all, the future of this company. If I headed to Redemption, maybe I could take a title there with me, maybe I'll win the XWL 15 title or X-Treme or maybe... maybe even the World Heavyweight Championship. But the point being, I'm the type of guy Redemption could use. I could spark a fire in them, I'd be able to bring some fun matches that could draw the fans, and I'd bring the entertainment Redemption needs. But with that entertainment, I could even the score with Breakdown for Redemption. But then again, Breakdown does seem pretty tempting. They have it all there. But I mentioned the X-Treme title a little while back, so let me set some things straight about that.



[[John Morrison]]
I apologize for missing the X-Treme Series. I was looking forward to it just as much as the next guy. I was really anticipating my first title win sine 2010 when I was briefly the United States Champion, but it was all taken away from me in an instant when I was injured. It pains me to have not been able to win that series, but I have to move on. I can't keep focusing on the X-Treme title because I have to move on, whether I'm on Breakdown or Redemption, I have to thrive for the United States title or the Intercontinental Championship. The X-treme title series will be in my past, and it won't be a pleasant memory. I was first gone from it, but that was a learning experience. Now I know just how quick odds can turn. That X-Treme title would be looking really good around my waist right now too..



[[John Morrison]]
Now the part of this little promo I've got going on here that all of you probably looked forward to the most. I'm going to talk about some current events in XWL. First off, since I know this guy kind of personally, let's talk about The Miz's suspension from Redemption. Now Miz, some time back and in another company, we used to be friends, but I'm not sure what you're trying to do anymore. I may not always agree with Vickie Guerrero, but when she kicks you off her show, it's just adding insult to injury to go and appear on the other show, especially when she's still the one paying your check at the end of the day. Hmm, what's another good thing going on right now? Ah, we have our current champions. Let's start with Intercontinental, Joey Ryan, I wouldn't even want to touch your title right now... you've really brought sleazy to a whole new level.... I hope by time I get a hold of that title it's been lathered, rinsed, and repeated quite a few times.. Then there's our X-Treme Champion, Sin Cara. Cara, I almost got the show to take the title away from you, but that was taken away due to injury. I guess the best I can do now is wish you look in defending it against two other men at once. Our United States Champion, HBK, you've been on a role lately. Not so much in your regular matches, you've lost your fair share, but you've defended your title quite a few times, including that impressive win against Mason Ryan. But I think I speak for everyone when I say what you're doing outside the ring just isn't right. You're disrespecting the fans who have supported you for ages, that's like spitting in the faces of every person in the audience, and in that audience always lies the Mofos, so you're spitting in the faces of all of my Mofos... I guess our next champion would be the World Heavyweight Champion. While your fashion sense and your hairstyle make me want to puke and then punch my television, Gabriel, I respect what you've done. You've gone from basically the worst person here to World Champion through hard work.



[[John Morrison]]
There's also Fn changing from Fn into Sir Chris Parks... Honestly, I don't know which one is scarier looking. There's James Storm and his beer smashing antics. There's... Well, what does it matter? There's John Morrison and I'm back, looking better than ever, and I'll show you why I'm the Prince of Parkour and the Shaman of Sexy.

*John Morrison looks at the camera before it fades out, fans mildly happy that John Morrison has returned. We now go to commercial.*

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First promo as Morrison, thoughts?

15 Min Ironman Match
Finals of the XWL 15 Tournament


Evan Bourne Vs Triple H

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*The bell rings and the theme of The Game plays through the arena, as HHH is crowned the first ever XWL 15 Champion.*



[Jim Ross] Triple H has done it! The Game! The Cerebral Assassin has done it! Triple H has become the first ever XWL 15 Champion!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] And what a match it was! Both of these guys could have walked out as champion. Evan Bourne can be proud of this match despite the loss. I hope we see these two lock up again soon!

[Michael Cole] For months, even years The Game has been a shell of his former self in XWL and he's said it's time to go back to how he used to be - Back to being the dominant, ruthless Game of old - and I think we caught our first glimpse of that tonight.

[Jim Ross] History has been made here tonight ladies and gentlemen, and that man right there is the first ever XWL 15 champion. What a match!

*Triple H is on his feet, and the ref raises HHH's hand in victory. HHH begins to celebrate. Triple H climbs onto turnbuckle and does his signature taunts, with emotion and fatigue etched on his face, but his celebration is cut short when.......*






















*As a mixture of shock and anticipation falls over the arena, the theme of "The Next Big Thing" Brock Lesnar blast around the arena. HHH stares up to top of the ramp in disbelief as Lesnar appears...*



[Michael Cole] That's Brock Lesnar! What's he doing here?

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] This can't be good. Whenever Lesnar's around people get hurt.

[Jim Ross] He doesn't look too happy...

Brock stares a hole through HHH whilst pacing across top of the ramp, like a predator eying up his prey.*



*Brock walks slowly down the ramp, still not taking his eyes off HHH. HHH just stares back at Brock Lesnar, almost begging him to get into the ring. But Brock take his time, and walks around the ring while coldly looking back at The Game. The crowd aren't sure what to think and many are observing intently making no sound at all, while others .*



[Michael Cole] The tension here is unbelieavable. You could cut it with a knife. It's a surreal atmosphere here right now, and it's hard to describe unless you're experiencing it in person.

[Jim Ross] Well, I'll try and describe it. To me, it's like watching a vulture circle a doomed animal. It's like an impending doom. No disrespect to Triple H, but he has just been through a grueling 15 minute ironman match against one of the top athletes in XWL. He isn't in any condition to take part in any conflict with anyone of Lesnar's caliber and ability, especially as Lesnar is as fresh as a daisy due to not being booked tonight.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] I'm uncomfortable sitting here watching this. This is really awkward. Lesnar definitely doesn't have good intentions on his mind... I can see it in his eyes!

*Brock gets into the ring. HHH and Lesnar go face to face, the fans explode with excitement as they can sense something is about to happen, which was always inevitable. Right on cue, Brock delivers a big right hand to Triple H.*

[Michael Cole] And here we go!

*Triple H staggers back but then delivers a right hand of his own, then the situation erupts with both men exchanging left and rights, staggering back and forth to a mixture of boos and cheers from the crowd, but soon enough Brock's power becomes too much for HHH who slowly staggers back after several hard shots before being knocked down with a huge clothesline. Knocking HHH down to the mat, Brock quickly picks HHH up with ease.. and lifts him up onto his shoulders.. F5! A sickening F5 to an already beaten HHH. But Brock isn't finished...*

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] Well, so much for your huge celebrations Triple H!

[Jim Ross] F5! What power! What destruction!

[Michael Cole] And Lesnar isn't through, he's heading towards us!

*Lesnar heads to the outside and picks up a steel chair from the ringside area. He then makes his way back to he ring as HHH is using the ropes to try and pull himself up, but Brock delivers a huge chairshot to his head, busting him wide open. The sickening thud echos around the arena as the crowd gasps in shock and as the blood of The Game spatters the canvas. Lesnar continues the assault with multiple chair shots to the spine of HHH who roars in agony over and over again.*

[Jim Ross] Somebody stop this!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] This is just wrong... but who would try and stop this JR? Would you cross someone like Brock Lesnar in the midst of a crazy rampage? I can't blame anyone in that locker room for staying back there.

*As Triple H once again crumples to the mat in a heap. Lesnar smirks before laying the chair in the middle of the ring. He then turns toward the dead weight which was formerly known as The King Of Kings and effortlessly lifts him onto his shoulders again... F5 ONTO THE CHAIR! Another thud, much more sickening than the last, is heard, as HHH crashes face first into the chair.

[Jim Ross] BAH GAWD GET SOME HELP OUT HERE!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] ....

[Jim Ross] SOMEONE GET SOME HELP!

[Michael Cole]



*Brock stares down at the carcass of Triple H with no emotion at all on his face. Referees and EMTs rush down to the ring to check on Triple H, but Brock won't let them, instead he mounts HHH and delivers a flurry of right hands to the already open wound on Triple H's head. His face is a crimson mask at this point. Finally, Lesnar relents and gets to his feet, looking around at the audience who rain down a huge amount of heat upon him. A smirk creeps across his face.*



[Jerry "The King" Lawler] I don't think I can describe what we've just witnessed. It was barbaric.

[Michael Cole] I think the term "lamb to the slaughter" comes to mind.

[Jim Ross] A tired and injured lamb to the slaughter. One can only imagine what consequences there will be for Lesnar once Triple H is fit and able once again. The Cerebral Assassin definitely isn't one to take something like this lying down.

[Michael Cole] I wonder why Brock Lesnar has done this? Why Triple H and why now?

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] Why don't you go and ask him Cole?

[Michael Cole] Um... I'll stay put. Thanks.

[Jim Ross] Finally, some help has arrived!

*Other XWL superstars rush to the ring to help several referees who are already on the scene to restrain Brock Lesnar. HHH still lies motionless as a bloodied and beaten mess on the mat. Lesnar is like a bloodthirsty animal struggling to break free of his restrainers but eventually he accepts that the numbers game has caught up with him. The XWL Superstars manage to hold back Brock, who calmly accepts their pleas for him to exit the ring.*

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] Finally some law and order!



*The XWL Superstars escort Brock Lesnar to the back - who now suddenly seems as calm as ever. As they reach the top of the ramp, Brock looks back as EMTs help Triple H to his feet. A twisted laugh comes from Brock Lesnar who then walks behind the curtain.*

[Jim Ross] What a despicable human being!

[Michael Cole] He may be many things JR, but you can't argue that Lesnar is an animal and tonight emphasized that. Excuse me for using this line, but he "brought the pain" to Triple H here tonight.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] You're going to use catchphrases and slogans after what we just saw? Have some respect for Triple H!

[Michael Cole] I'm just doing my job Jerry. That's why I'm the Voice Of XWL and you two are nothing more than my supporting cast.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] ....

*EMTs continue to help The Game out of the ring who cannot stand of his own free will. His head is in lala land and his legs are like jelly. His condition is so bad that he can no longer walk under his own power and is slowly supported up the ramp by 2 senior XWL referees. The medical team follow along with a worried yet polite applause from the XWL Universe.*



*As they vanish behind the curtain, leaving behind a blood drop trail to the ring, Bad Blood fades to a commercial for the next time XWL will be on Pay-Per-View... Unforgiven.*

*Following what has occurred so far, the fans can only think that what's left will be equally as great. Probably true, we are in for a great show. The fans are alert and ready for whatever could be headed their way in the near future as a theme begins to play.*



*The song begins to play and the tron lights up with Jeff Hardy, the fans however are not used to this theme and question it to be Hardy or someone else. After only a few seconds, the lights dim down really low and a spotlight is shined on a man in the rafters.*

[[Jeff Hardy]]
Hello creatures of the night; afterall, that's what you are. Every 'person' in attendance is nothing more than a social phenomenon which can't be cured. People are the most greedy, selfish, worst life forms this universe has yet to see. People are the sole cause of suffering, pain, if you remove people this world would be in harmony. What all of you people do is wrong, you buy tickets to watch people like me, performers, put their lives on the line for your enjoyment. Why may you think that is just? Why can you sit in the safety of your seat watching us struggle? Because of people like all of you, because of you, people put their lives on the line and many ultimately lose their lives. It's been in history throughout, Romans sacrificing gladiators for entertainment, the cycle of evil and hatred continues to run through the veins of every breathing mortal.

[[Jeff Hardy]]
People cause suffering, every person complains about this and that. No matter how great someone's life could be they're always begging for more, they win the lottery and they want to win it again, they'll find a 20 dollar bill and they'll wish it was a 50 dollar bill. People are unpleasable. You all are unpleasable. You're all boo'ing me right now, but what I'm saying, it's really boo'ing you. It's proving how weak and pathetic every person that inhabits this world really is. And all of you people working for world peace are just as insane, to achieve peace, you need violence. I fight with my fists not because I want to hurt every person for their shortcomings because it's understandable, you're human, you're going to be the most undesirable creatures there are. I fight with my fists because that's the only way anyone will listen. The absolute truth I am telling you will be taken for granted, it won't be listened to, you'll all ignore me. But when I hold a shiny piece of meaningless gold, your eyes will light up and you will inhale every word in which I speak.

[[Jeff Hardy]]
I may have been on a losing streak here for awhile, 0-3, but wins and losses, those have no meaning to me. I don't care about your meaningless records, they are of no value to me. My true call here is to spread my word to anyone I can. I'm here to save. The Charismatic Enigma, Jeff Hardy, is here to save all of you people. I didn't place myself in the X-Treme Series because I desired gold, rather, I hate championships. I hate them and everything they stand for. They stand for the very same things people are, greed. I wanted them to use it as a talking point, I wanted to show you all what a title truly is; nothing more than a fancy belt. But the loss, it has no effect on me. Nothing has much of an effect on me because I've learned that what people think of you, it has no meaning. Because most people, they're just jealous, they want to know what I know. They want to do what I do. But jealousy itself as a term is wrong, you shouldn't be jealous of another because on the inside, what you could have if you defied jealousy is far more. Every human would envy you if you were the one to not envy others. To not hate another is the best feeling in the world.

[[Jeff Hardy]]
I understand the XWL Draft to be next week. I have yet to be placed on either Breakdown or Redemption and simply, I don't care which I'm on. Whichever I go to will become enlightened, taught what I am to teach. I have no personal preferences, my only preference is that I go to the brand which is going to let me speak. For speaking is my key to unlock the knowledge which I will attempt to spread to all of you. I know that you will most likely deny that which I tell you, but try, I must. I promise that those of you who listen to what I tell, those people will experience a new level of wisdom. Your life will instantly brighten, and everything around you will become so much greater.

[[Jeff Hardy]]
I'd like to win a title here too, not to showboat around with it like everyone else, but to take the burden all to myself. The fame that comes with a title, the burden of losing it, everything about a title is bad, the fame that comes with it can drive a man crazy. We've recently just witnessed Mason Ryan greed so much for that title, care so much that when he didn't win, he immediately released himself from his contract and is now most likely going without food. That is what a title can do. I am willing to take that burden upon myself in order to save everyone else from it. You all probably think I'm rationalizing my own wants, but that's not the case. Believe me, believe me and you will see. You'll see from the eyes of the Charismatic Enigma himself, Jeff Hardy.



*Jeff Hardy's theme song hits and the spotlight is shut off. All the lights now return back on, but now Jeff Hardy is gone.*

We are taken backstage to find Maryse walking backstage as a strange man bumps into her shoulder as her jaw falls open in disgust

{Maryse}
Hey! Watch where you are going!

Before she could finish ranting at him, he hands her a note and disappears backstage

{Maryse}
Excuse me? What is this?! Hey! I'm talking to you, come back here!

After a moment, Maryse sighs in frustration and tears open the letter, unfolding it and beginning to read. She whispers the words as she sees them:

{Maryse}
"I miss you".. Hmm..

She smiled as her cheeks began to blush lightly, knowing where it came from. She looked down at the note one more time and began to hurry in the opposite direction, as our cameras fade away to commercial