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

The camera roams around the backstage area before heading into the locker room, where CM Punk can be seen sitting going through what he is going to do in tonight’s huge match up. Does he side with his best friend? The man who turned his back on him last week on the Redemption super show? Or does he side with the man who he hates more than anything in this World? Just to make matters worst, CM Punk’s current favourite person strolls in.

[Vince]: Ahh CM Punk, now I know the two of us have never quite seen eye to eye on anything, in fact you have been a pain in my side ever since Paul Heyman persuaded me to bring you into WWE. But being the gentleman that I am, I am willing to look past all of your faults, all of your past mistakes, so I can come to see you tonight before your match and have a little talk with you. I understand that you’re caught in a very emotional situation; you are being forced to call a match right down the middle between your best friend and your worst enemy. Now it’s not in my nature to remind you of your job tonight Punk, but I just want to make sure that you are going to call this match fairly with no biased emotions.

[Vince]: Oh and just one more thing, if your little buddy Colt Cabana just happens to win out there tonight. I will be a man of my word and I will give him an XWL contract, but with the roster so full at the moment I will have no other alternative than to make room for a new member of talent. With that being said and if you can’t read between the lines, if Colt Cabana wins out there tonight, I will get to say my two favourite words and I think you and the whole World know what they are. “YOU’RE FIIIIIRED!!!”…. Catch “Champ”!

As soon as Vince finishes his sentence, he throws the referee’s shirt to Punk who reluctantly catches it out of the air. Vince walks away laughing and feeling accomplished, leaving Punk all alone feeling bitter and angry. Punk throws the shirt and begins kicking and throwing objects about the locker room, before sitting himself down. Punk buries his face in his hands, he be can heard breathing very heavily and this is the last shot we see before XWL cuts to a commercial.

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The bell rings and Austin Aries is declared the winner, the referee walks over and attempts to raise Aries’ arm in the air, but Aries rips his arms out of the Ref’s grip and raises his own arm in the air. Aries walks around the ring for a few moments feeling pretty successful with himself, before exiting the ring and sitting on the apron.



Aries continues to sit on the apron and argues with a fan who is sitting in the front row. Aries begins begging the fan to jump the rail but before the issue can go any further, Socal Val heads over to Austin Aries with a microphone in her hand.



Socal Val: Austin Aries that was an impressive return to XWL competition against a high class opponent in Kevin Steen. Please tell us all what is going through your mind after that great victory.



[Aries]: You just can’t keep away can you Val? What that was right there wasn’t a return to form, it wasn’t overcoming adversity, what you have all just witnessed was living proof that Austin Aries is without a shadow of doubt the greatest wrestler on this planet today. I just overcame all of the odds in that match, I just defeated my surprise opponent Kevin Steen, who is a former United States Champion and I did it all without even breaking a sweat. Like I said last week there is a huge difference between the talent here in XWL and yours truly A Double Austin Aries and all I did tonight was prove that even your former Champions are no match for a man like me. But I’m not going to stop there, I’m going to make sure everybody backstage in that locker room and everybody around the globe realise that there is nobody else quite like Austin Aries. So what I intend to do is take out every single Champion and former Champion until I get what I want and that is a shot at the Intercontinental Championship.



[Aries]: So what I would like is for Mick Foley to pay attention, open what is left of his ears and book me in a match against who you feel is one of the very best Champions that you have ever had in this company. Current or former it really doesn’t matter because when they meet me in the ring next week I will make quick work of them, just like I did with your “unstoppable, hardcore to the bone” former United States Champion Kevin Steen. If there is anybody out there in the back who thinks I’m all talk, that all I truly posses is the gift of gab, then I beg you, I urge you to raise your hand when Mick Foley is looking for takers and meet me in the middle of the ring, so I can personally show you the difference between XWL “Superstars” and A Double Austin Aries. I know that this won’t make me the most popular of people backstage, but popularity is what you rely on when you don’t possess the pure talent, god like skills and undeniable charisma to back up your claims. Austin Aries is not a popular man, Austin Aries has never been a popular man. What Austin Aries is and forever will be, is just quite simply the Greatest Man That Ever Lived.

*As Bad Blood rages on the cameras switch backstage as the camera scrolls up showing Zack Ryder's t-shirt*



Jerry "The King" Lawler: Look who it is Cole, it's Zack Ryder!

Michael Cole: I can't stand this kid, he's a joke!

*As the camera pans up to Zack's face, he's checking out his hair in the lenses of his shades*



Zack Ryder: Alright, sick, my hair looks great!

*A member of the backstage crew walks put as Zack stops him*

Zack Ryder: Hey, bro are they ready for me?

Backstage worker: Yeah, Zack, you're up.

*The crew member then walks off as Zack then puts on his shades and begins walking to the ring*



Jim Ross: Well Cole, it looks like you're in for a treat, because Zack Ryder is coming to the ring.

Michael Cole: Oh great...

*Zack Ryder's theme begins to play as the crowd cheer as the Long Island native*



*As Zack walks out onto the stage, he holds his flip camera in his hand as he films the crowd from the top of the ramp as fans hold up their Zack Ryder signs*



Jim Ross: And there he is folks, Long Island Iced Z! And you know what this means don't you King?

Jerry "The King" Lawler: I sure do JR, it means it's time for a special pay-per-view edition of Zack's hit show Z! True Long Island Story in the ring! This is the first time Zack has brought his show to the masses and let me tell you something JR, I can't wait for what he has in store for us tonight.

*With the hand not holding the camera he makes a phone gesture to his ear then shouts into his camera*



Zack Ryder: Call me!

Jim Ross: This Zack Ryder is quite the character and I see he's had quite the influence of Cole’s choice of hairstyle.

Michael Cole: What are you on about JR? I've been spiking my hair before anyone had heard of Zack Ryder. And if you ask my this kids a total goof ball. Woo Woo Woo, what the heck is that about?



*Now at ringside, Zack walks over to the timekeepers area to get a microphone, as the camera cuts to Zack's Dad and Big O at ringside*

Jerry "The King" Lawler: And look who it is at ringside JR, Zack's dad Mister Ryder and one of his broski's The Big O!

Jim Ross: I wouldn't want to mess with him, just look at the size of him!

*As Zack reaches walks around the ring now with a microphone in his hand he approaches a child in the first row and hands him a Zack Ryder t-shirt*



*As Zack hops onto the ring apron, he climbs onto the second turnbuckle and stick his arms up making "LI" with his fingers as he raises the microphone to his mouth as begins speaking*



Zack Ryder: Now who's having a great time tonight?

*As Zack asks the crowd a question they cheer in response*

Zack Ryder: Well it's about to get a whole lot better, because Broski's it's time!



*After playing for a few seconds, Z! True Long Island Stories theme fades out, with Zack now stood in the middle of the ring*



Zack Ryder: Live in this very ring I bring to you a very special edition of Z! True Long Island Story and I am your host the XWL Internet champion! Long Island Iced Z! Zack Ryder!

*As Zack finishes talking the graphic for sign of the week is displayed on the titantron*



*After the graphic disappears from the titantron, the camera cuts back to Zack in the ring*



Zack Ryder: Everybody hold up your signs, because it's time for sign of the week. *Zack points to a sign in the front few rows saying "SICK!" in front of a #* that's a cool sign bro! *He then points to a four sheet Woo Woo Woo You know it! sign* That's right Borski’s I do know it! Wait a second are you serious bro? Check that one out!

*As Zack points to a fan in the front row the camera aim shows Zack's Dad proudly holding a full-sized cardboard cut-out of Dolph Ziggler*



Zack Ryder: Where did you even get that Dad? I didn't even know they made Dolph Ziggler ones, you know what Dad, that's not the point. Why would you even want a Dolph Ziggler one, you know he stole my HDMI cable right? And my girlfriend? And he tried to steal my show! I hate that guy and you hold up a cardboard cut-out of him. What happened to all my merchandise you were wearing? You had it on a minute ago! Come on, dad, you can't do this to me, we're live on pay-per-view and you're embarrassing me. I can accept that you think he's a good wrestler and all, but... hey you know what, it's ok Dad, I've got you covered.

*Zack rolls out of the ring under the ropes and lifts the rope apron up and pulls out a cardboard cut-out of himself and carries it over to his dad, then swaps the two cut-outs, and takes the Dolph Ziggler one back to the ring with him*



Zack Ryder: Well it looks like my show just got a guest, so please Broski's worldwide give a warm Z! True Long Island Story welcome to the Showoff Dolph Ziggler!

*Zack puts one arm around the cardboard cut-out as he begins to talk to it*

Zack Ryder: Well since you're here, Dolph, let me ask you a few questions. I'm sure you don't mind.

*Zack points the microphone over to the cut-out then quickly pulls it away*

Zack Ryder: Thanks bro, I didn't think that would be a problem. First of all, Dolph, how does it feel to be a guest on Z! True Long Island Story Live?

*Zack points the microphone to the cut-out for a second then pulls it away*

Zack Ryder: Wait, I already know what the answer to that is, it feels great, right? Anyway so what I want to know is how come week in week out you call my show lame, but every single week you hack into it?

*As Zack leans in the get Dolph's answer he quickly pulls the microphone away again*

Zack Ryder: Actually bro, don't answer that why don't you tell us all the real reason why nobodies seen you since Final Stand IV?

*Once more Zack leans in for the answer then pulls the microphone away*

Zack Ryder: What's the matter, bro? Feeling a little stiff? It's alright though, because we all know the real reason. You're scared right bro? You know that the last time you wrestled me, I fist pumped your face so hard you couldn't stand it, that's why on the night I cameback, you disappeared right bro? And you know what? Now that we're both in the ring at the same time, I don't see why I shouldn't do it again!

*Zack Ryder punches the head off the cardboard cut-out, much to the fans delight, the packed crowd are 100% broski's, and they all turn to anger when a voice is heard over the speakers and a man is seen on the titantron*



[Dolph Ziggler] Zack... Zack... Zack. You really don't get it yet do you? You can't just get rid of me. I already took your show off the air for one week, and hijacked the rest of them all. And you thought that doing your crappy show in-front of these lowlifes was going to stop me? Nothing can stop me, and nothing WILL stop me until I put an end to this moronic tirade that is the Ryder Revolution.. No matter how much you pander these fans, in the ring, on twitter, on youtube, myspace, whatever! It doesn't change the fact that you flat out suck in the ring. Let's face it, Justin Credible could wrestle rings around you even though he's been working at Olive Garden.. he's still better than you, just like the 99% of this roster who are better than you with the 1% of people you ARE better than being Alex Riley... Yeah.. yikes. But don't let that go to your head Broski, that's no hard accomplishment. A hard accomplishment for you would be getting me off your show but you're clearly too much of a meathead to tell the difference between changing your YouTube password to relate to Eve every single damn time!



[Dolph Ziggler] While you're out getting drunk out of your mind with The Big O at Ten O' Clock getting set for bed in that sewer that you call Long Island, I'm having the time of my life in the hottest clubs in Hollywood. Which is reason number 6270 as to why I'm better than you, and just saying, #6720 trending worldwide as we speak... Damn I'm good. Buuuut back to my original reasoning of being here, well, do I really need a reason? I'm here to save Bad Blood and steal the show as I always do night in and night out but this time on Pay Per View. I wasn't going to let these people spend their money to see a show without the showstealer himself!



[Dolph Ziggler] Zack, YOU are the biggest goof in XWL. YOU are the guy standing in the ring with the cheesiest grin on your face as you try to get these people to like you.. for once. The only reason they all sort of cheer you is because they can relate to you, and oh that is NOT a compliment. They're all out of shape useless freaks who could never get a girl even if they paid her. And it's because you're so fascinated with social media, and all of these marks can only use social media to talk because let's face it, they all have the social skills of a watermelon. You're a hero to these people and it makes me sick because why should people look up to you? You're so close to your fifteen minutes of fame running up, I'm the guy that they should be all over..



[Dolph Ziggler] I'm tired of waiting around, I'm honestly bored of hacking your stupid show. The fun and games are over, Zack. You know what I'm gonna do now? I'm gonna put you out of your misery, I'm going to get rid of you, once and for all. Because once you're out of here, I'm in the clear to take over this show myself, there won't be any distractions in the form of you or your ridiculous fan base. XWL without you, the big O, whatever that bald guys name is.. Is just perfection, and let's face it, that's what Dolph Ziggler is all about.. I'm so damn sick, of being SO damn sick. And I'm soooo damn sick of Zack Ryder taking up precious airtime on Pay Per View, see ya' in three.. two.. one..





*The theme song of Dolph Ziggler hits as the fans boo and groan simultaneously, the Hashtag Heel himself walks out onto the stage. He does his signature hair flick, he takes off his jacket and looks as if he's going to make his way down to the ring. But all of a sudden the fans cheer, The Big O has jumped the guard rail! The fans pop big-time yet again as he darts up the ramp towards Ziggler, Dolph doesn't really know how to react but he goes to hit Big O. But The Big O just runs into Dolph and completely floors him with an earth shattering clothesline!! Ziggler is just out on the stage floor, the fans are going nuts.. Big O then walks back to his seat while high fiving as many fans as possible soaking up the moment. And the show casually continues on..*



Zack Ryder: Hey Dolph! Just so you know, he's the Big O, but more importantly he's my broski, just like all of these people here tonight. Keep hacking my show if you want, I know you need the airtime anyways, but just so you know, if you want to mess with me then you have to go through him. Oh, and Dolph if you can't handle that heat, then get out of his O Zone!

*The crowd cheer as a small "Big O" chant can be heard, and the camera's show Zack's Dad and The Big O stood in front row*

Zack Ryder: Now broski's next week I promised you a historic night, and if that isn't good enough for you then I don't know what is. And I guess that bring us to tweet of the week!

*Once Zack finishes talking the graphic for Tweet of the week is displayed on the titantron for a few seconds*



*As the graphic disappears, a tweet appearing on the titantron as Zack Ryder reads it out loud "@uhohitsthebigo Zack's hooked us up with some #SICK tickets for Bad Blood and @Chiapetta can't come #Areyouseriousbro*

Zack Ryder: So who's having a great time tonight?

*The crowd cheer in response to Long Island Iced Z!*



Zack Ryder: Me too broski's and I can't wait for the rest of it, like in the mainevent, Justin Gabriel is defending his World Heavyweight championship against last weeks Broski of the week Ted Dibiase in tonight's mainevent! But who do you guys want to see leave as champion? So tell me, who wants to see Justin Gabriel remain champion?

*About half the crowd cheer for the South African Werewolf*

Zack Ryder: And who wants to see my broski Ted Dibiase become World champion for the first time?

*Then the other half of the crowd cheer for The Fortunate Son*



Zack Ryder: Either way, I'm sure it will be a great match and a great way to end the show, it's nights like this that make it great to be a wrestler, I just wish I had a match tonight, I wish I had a match every night. Even if I had to move down the ladder and fight the guys in the X-Treme division that would be cool with me broski's. I think you'll find out just how X-Treme Zack Ryder can really be, just imagine that, Zack Ryder Undisputed XWL Internet champion and XWL X-Treme Champion. I want it trending worldwide, let's make sure everyone around the world, even in XWL Headquarters knows all about it. #XTremeBroski. Let's make it happen! Now I don't know what you guys think, and to me that sounds SIIIICCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!

*Then as Zack finishes talking once more he points to the titantron the graphic for Broski of the Week is displayed on the titantron*



*Yet instead of the Broski of the Week coming out.....*



















[???] ATTENTION PLEASE.





*The crowd is in utter confusion, as Zack Ryder and the commentators.*

Jim Ross: Wait just a minute here!

*Finally, after a few moments, 'Dashing' Cody Rhodes makes his way out to the stage!*



Jerry "the King" Lawler: Oh no, I thought this guy was injured.....

Michael Cole: Oh no? How about oh yes! Cody Rhodes has come back to not only save XWL again, but from this awful show!

Jerry "the King" Lawler: Oh come on! Cody has no business being out here during Zack's show!

Jim Ross: It's a little startling how one could return from a sprained ankle so quickly.....

Michael Cole: Does it really matter! Cody Rhodes is back early!

*Cody finally enters the ring as the crowd is in a flurry of boos. Zack raises the microphone and says one thing.*

Zack Ryder: Are you serious bro? You.....

*Cody puts his finger up, silencing Zack. He begins to speak, or so we think.*



[Cody Rhodes] Hahahahahahahahahaha

Jim Ross: What in the world.....

*As soon as Cody finishes he laughing, he pops Zack Ryder right in the head with the microphone!*

Jerry "the King" Lawler: Hey, that was uncalled for!

Jim Ross: It was a cheap shot, that's what it was.

Michael Cole: That was a great shot! About time someone shut this goofball up!

*The crowd is yet again booing Cody in a wild frenzy as he stands over Zack, who is holding his head. He simply smirks at the hurt Ryder.*

Jim Ross: That may be one of the sickest smiles I have ever seen!

*As Ryder is staggering to his feet, Cody grabs him and sets him up for a Cross Rhodes, turning his face from smiling to sinister.*

Jerry "the King" Lawler: That shot with the mic was enough! Stop this!

*Despite King's pleas, Cody drills Ryder into the mat with a devastating Cross Rhodes.*



Jim Ross: Oh come on! Get this kid out of here.

*Cody remains in a kneeling stance over Ryder, with a straight expression on his face. Quickly, it turns into a smirk as he soaks in the heat from the Denver crowd.*

Jerry "the King" Lawler: How on earth can you condone something like this, Cole?

Michael Cole: Easily! Zack Ryder is an annoying, overrated, goofball who doesn't deserve on Cody's show! And Cody is great! He's Dashing!

*The crowd continues to boo Cody Rhodes as he smirk has turned into a full blown laugh.*

Jim Ross: I can't stand this kid..... He's a jackass!

Michael Cole: Calm down JR! You're gonna blow off your hat with all that steam! Haha!

Jerry "the King" Lawler: Cole, just shut up.

*Cody continues to laugh as he now stands over Zack Ryder, holding his hand in the air. The segment fades out with this image.*

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Normal Match

Contract For Colt On The Line

Special Referee: CM Punk




The Rock Vs Colt Cabana

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The Rock and Colt Cabana stand at opposite ends of the ring from one another, each with a pure look of concentration on their face as CM Punk steps into the middle of the ring with his referee shirt on and calls them both in to go over the rules. But while CM Punk tells Colt of how he wants a clean fight The Rock breaks it before the match even begins by pushing Punk out of the way and unloading with big right hands to Colt Cabana!

CM Punk rings the bell.

We're off with this huge contest that could drastically change the career of either CM Punk or Colt Cabana! The crowd are boo'ing like crazy right off the bat as The Rock backs Colt into the corner with a huge series of right hands! Soon, Colt is knocked down into the seated position as The Rock continues to hammer away with unprecedented ferocity! The Rock takes a quick moment to tell the fans where to shove their disapproval before turning his attention back to Colt, stomping away at his torso furiously, Punk watches on with a hate filled scowl as The Rock has his way with his best friend, he picks up Cobana from the corner and quickly hits a snap suplex! Colt gets up quickly but runs straight into an arm drag by The Rock! The Rock is on fire here in the early going as Colt gets up again but is met with a quick swinging neckbreaker! The Rock looks over at Punk and laughs, flipping him the bird before picking Cobana up by the head and tossing him over the top rope crashing to the floor below!

For the first time in the match both men are on the outside as The Rock follows Colt out, almost immediately though Colt makes him regret it as he spears Rock into the apron knocking the wind out of him! The first loud pop emerges from the previously hate filled crowd as Cobana hooks Rock across the jaw decking him to the floor below! He picks the former Peoples Champion up by the head and with no regard for his health launches him head first into the barricade! Colt takes his time to pander to the crowd, even getting a picture with a small boy holding a cup of juic, Colt apologizes to the boy before taking the cup and having a huge gulp of fresh Pepsi but as The Rock gets to his feet Colt lets it all back out and sprays it over The Great One to a big pop from the sold out crowd!

Not wasting any time Colt then fires forward with a huge clothesline to the delight of CM Punk who's frown from earlier turns into a big smile. Colt lets out a small laugh as he picks The Rock up by the head and rolls him back into the ring, Right away he is on him quick as a lightning, firing in rights and lefts to a stunned Rock on the floor, Colt fueled by weeks of rage and hatred for everything this man has done to his best friend, The Rock is on the mat receiving seemingly endless barrage or stiff shots to his head, body and wherever else he can get a shot! Colt rises to his feet and lets out a massive battle cry before he turns his attention back to The Rock. The Rock slowly gets to his feet and spins around but is knocked down by Colts clothesline, Colt grabs his head and pulls him back up just as quick as he hit the mat before Irish whipping The Rock off the ropes and on the rebound sends him into the air with a big back body drop! The Rock bounces off the mat and rolls out of the ring, leaning on the apron trying to get his feet back.

Colt Cabana leans through the middle rope to grab The Rock by the head but is met with a big right hook sending him back into the ring, The Rock slides in after him and hits him with a crazy clothesline almost beheading the hungry challenger, He picks him up and irish whips him hard into the turnbuckle! Colt stumbles back over holding his back in pain before The Rock hits a quick belly to belly suplex sending him flying across the ring! The Rock quickly runs to the other side of the ring and lets out a harsh wave of stomps on Cabana's upper torso not giving him a chance to get his wind back, he grabs Colt by the head and picks him up before tossing him over to the turnbuckle and unleashing another wave of punches, The Rock climbs up onto the second rope and starts giving out his punches, each one being met with a loud boo...1....2.....3.....4......5...6......7...But Colt hooks his arms under The Rocks legs before the eighth and walks out to the middle of the ring before nailing him with a sit out powerbomb! He goes for the cover and CM Punk counts rather quickly!

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NO! The Rock kicks out at two! Colt Cabana picks up The Rock, he drags him over to the turnbuckle and sets him up as he begins to launch a serious of vicious cringe worthy chops, each one getting a cry of pain from Rocky and a loud cheer from the fans. Colt punches him hard across the jaw before lifting him up to the top rope, the crowd start to buzz in anticipation as Cabana climbs up to join him on the top rope to go for a spine breaking superplex, but before Colt can lift him up, The Rock breaks free and tosses Colt to the mat below! Cabana gets to his feet quickly but The Rock is already airborne as he comes down with a huge diving crossbody from the top! The Rock goes for the cover as CM Punk reluctantly counts!

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[[CM Punk]] I'm just doing my job!

[The Rock] If you don't watch what you're doing you won't have a damn job!

But during the bickering Colt has gotten back to his feet and hooks The Rock up with a quick roll up! CM Punk bounces down into the cover at a lightening quick pace!

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[The Rock] What the hell was that!

[[CM Punk]] That's what we call a pin, Hollywood.

[The Rock] Don't play smart with The Rock you know exactly what he--

But before The Rock can finish Colt spins him around and nails him with the Cabanarama! The crowd go absolutely nuts for both CM Punk and Colt as they seem to be working as a team! Colt begins to clap his hands in time with the crowd as they get hyped up at the possibility of him winning getting increasingly greater! Punk even begins to clap along with the crowd as he laughs at Colts enthusiasm, Colt lets out a loud yell before running off of the ropes and coming back with a big senton onto The Rock who cries out in agony! Colt gets onto one knee and in a tribute to CM Punk cups his hands around his mouth before yelling, "IT'S COLBBERIN' TIME!" He then grabs The Rock by the head and picks him up, scooping him onto his shoulders in an attempt to go for the GTS! But almost straight away The Rock wriggles out and floors Colt with a Russian Leg Sweep!

Pissed, The Rock capitalizes by picking him up right away, he then quickly grabs Colt by the head and waist and launches him into the turnbuckle post shoulder first! Cabana slowly emerges from the turnbuckle and turns straight into a Rock DDT, The Rock gets up instantly and starts to stalk Colt for the Rock Bottom, as Cabana slowly gets to his feet still stunned from the DDT The Rock hooks his arm over his head in position to hit The Rock Bottom but Colt is two steps ahead and elbows him on the back of the head for an escape and runs off the ropes to attack but when he reaches The Rock he is laid out with a HUGE samoan drop! The Rock realizes Colt is lying motionless in the very middle of the ring and the whole arena erupts with boo's as they start to see whats coming next, The Rock takes off his elbowpad and tosses it far into the crowd, he runs off the first ropes and jumps over Cabana but when he goes to bounce off the second Colt Cabana kips up and sweeps The Rocks legs away from him before locking in the Billy Goats Curse!

The Rock has absolutely no where to go! Center of the ring and Colt is wrenching down hard on his back preventing him from moving, CM Punk slides down to The Rocks level and rather than asking him if he wants to quit he just cracks a smile, which turns to snicker, which turns to a laugh which in turn escalates to a full belly laugh as Punk rolls over to his back holding his stomach to stop his sides from splitting! The Rock lets out more agonizing yells as the crowd, Colt and Punk all soak it up in this amazing family moment! The Rock however is at his wits end as he looks a harsh cross between extremely angry and tremendously sore as Colt applies even more pressure! CM Punk gets closer and right into The Rocks face before finally asking....

[[CM Punk]] So? You done?

[The Rock] Never!

And with that The Rock gets a huge boo from the crowd as he uses one hand to pull CM Punk by the shirt and sends him knocking into Colts back who gets a surprise causing him to let go of the hold, The Rock wastes absolutely no time and rolls out of the ring towards the commentators table, holding his back in pain as he's ready to call it a day! No rest for the wicked however as Colt jumps out right behind him, Colt grabs The Rock by the back of the head and throws him face first down onto the commentators table! Rock staggers off around the side of the ring trying to escape Colt Cabana but to no avail as he catches up with him rather quickly and tosses him head first into the ring post!

The Rocks face bounces off the steel with a sickening thud as he spins in mid air and lands hard on the floor below! The crowd loudly begin to belt out a "Let's go Colt!" as they see that The Rock is in BIG trouble here, Colt picks him up and rolls him into the ring before following him, he picks The Great One up by the head and drags him over to the corner where he nails him with ten huge bionic elbows each one getting a huge pop, Rock stumbles out of the corner but stays on his feet only for Colt to charge off of the ropes and running back with a huge flying bum dive while yelling, "FLYING ASSHOLE!" The Rock hits the mat hard as CM Punk lets out another big laugh! Colt crouches down over The Rocks battered body as he signals the end, it's time for the Colt.45!

But not a moment passes before....







Vince McMahon comes flying out from behind the curtain to the biggest rain of heat so far tonight! Colt stops what he's doing to turn and see the raging bull storming down the ramp! Punk looks on pissed as Vince makes his presence felt by climbing up the stairs and onto the apron but before he can say a single word Colt Cabana gives him a big right hand punching him straight off of the apron to a deafening roar of cheers from the XWL Universe! CM Punk looks on stunned as Colt smiles at the downed chairman of the board but the amazing feeling in the building and the entire sea of smiles soon disappear and are replaced by anger as Colt Cabana turns right around into......

THE ROCK BOTTOM!

The Rock makes the cover........


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CM Punk looks down to see a pissed off Rock but still stays defiant, Rock bounces up to his feet and grabs Punk by the collar, screaming obscenities in his face but Punk takes no shit as he screams back....

[[CM Punk]] I'M NOT COUNTING THAT!

[The Rock] YOU WILL DO WHAT YOU'RE TOLD YOU SON OF A BITCH!

[[CM Punk]] I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH--

CM Punk doesn't get the chance to finish his sentence though as The Rock crumbles to the mat after a low blow from Colt Cabana! Punk looks down, blatantly seeing the act take place but he still watches The Rock fall to the mat with a sick smile on his face! Colt gets up onto one knee and looks at Punk before letting out a small laugh and saying....

[Colt Cabana] ......What? C'mon....

[[CM Punk]] I didn't see anything....

Punk says while shrugging his shoulders and smiling as the crowd go absolutely wild, Colt stands up straight to his feet and picks up The Rock by the head before Irish Whipping his limp body off of the ropes before nailing him with a taste of his own medicine, his own spine buster! Colt jumps up to his feet while the crowd are completely buzzing, knowing fully what's coming next, Cabana goes to The Rocks head and swings his arms in a frantic motion before ripping off his own headband and launching it far into the crowd! Next he runs and bounces off of the ropes before jumping over The Rocks body and bouncing off of the next set of ropes coming back with a big Peoples Elbow of his own! Colt goes for the cover and Punk scrambles down to the mat as quickly as possible!

[[CM Punk]] ONE! TWO! .................

NO! Somehow, someway, The Rock finds a way to get his shoulder up off the mat! CM Punk looks absolutely gutted as he realizes there's still fight left in The Great One yet, Colt looks up at Punk with the same shared look of disbelief as they both wonder what they have to do, The Rock rolls over to the turnbuckle and uses the ropes to pull himself up slowly enough but Colt is still on the ball as he runs over and flattens The Rock with a big body splash! The Rock stumbles out of the corner and Colt goes for a big gut kick but out of instinct alone The Rock grabs his leg and spins him around with a quick dragon whip! He quickly gets to his feet and grabs a hold of both of Colts legs before putting his own into the mix and crossing Cabanas legs over locking in The Sharpshooter!

Slap bang in the center of the ring with nowhere to go! Colt remains defiant though as he screams that he'll never give up! Vince McMahon is back up on the outside and looking madder than ever as he clambers up the stairs and along the apron before screaming out at The Rock to finish him who gladly obliges and wrenches back harder than ever putting full pressure on Colt Cabanas back! Colt lets out a harsh agonizing yelp but doesn't tap out, his can barely hold himself up as he starts to drain, still fully against tapping! Punk is shouting out urges for Colt to escape, but Vince McMahon has had enough! He angrily takes off his suit jacket and throws it to the floor below before screaming out at CM Punk!

[Vince] That's it! The match is over! He's out! Ring the damn bell and raise The Rocks hand as the winner!

[[CM Punk]] What?! He's still in this! The match will continue!

[Vince] That was an order! RING THE DAMN BELL!

[[CM Punk]] No! Not like this!

[Vince] If you don't end this match now then you're fired! Permanently!

[[CM Punk]] I don't care!

[Vince] Let me reiterate that! If you don't end this match now, not only will you be fired but your little friend there's chance of a contract goes up in flames! It will be all your fault!

[[CM Punk]] You can't do that!

[Vince] I CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL I LIKE! I'M VINCENT KENNEDY MCMAHON DAMMIT!

[[CM Punk]] ......You can't!

[Colt Cabana] .......Punk, DON'T!

Colt follows up his plea with a loud scream of pain as The Rock leans back fully into the Sharpshooter! The crowd falls silent as CM Punk looks down at his friend, then over at Vince McMahon. One is his mortal enemy in charge of making his life hell at any given chance and the other is his best friend in life, started their careers together in their home town of Chicago...Easy choice right? Or is it...

[Vince] NOW! DO IT!

[Colt Cabana] PHIL! AHHH......PLEASE........AHHHH

Time slows down for Punk, he takes a look around the arena, scanning the commentators who are all sitting on the edges of their chairs, looking across the crowd who are looking on in shock, mouths wide open as they see this spectacle unravel before their eyes! He notices a kid in the front row screaming for Punk to kick Vince's ass! He looks over to The Rock who is in full warrior mode, putting all of his strength into breaking Colt Cabanas spine, he takes one last look to Vince McMahon who does his own version of a cut throat taunt...CM Punks brain kick starts into reality as the time returns to normal, the last person he looks at is his best friend...Colt Cabana.....

[[CM Punk]] I'm Sorry....Ring the bell.









WINNER:

The time keeper does as he's told and rings the bell as Justin Roberts announces The Rock as the winner of the match! The Rock walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs up, showing the world his signature taunt as his theme blasts over the speakers almost unheard by the arena shaking boo's from the fans! Vince McMahon climbs into the ring before walking towards CM Punk slowly clapping all the way...Punk buries his head in his hands before ripping off his ref shirt and tossing it out of the ring in rage, he kicks the bottom rope and damn near pulls the top one off in anger, Vince can be saw with a sick smirk across his face as The Rock comes down from the turnbuckle and kicks Colt out of the ring with nothing but disrespect and joins Vince by his side who now has a mic from the side helper....

[Vince] Congratulations Punk! You have officially sold your soul to the devil in exchange for your career, pretty fair if you ask me. You get to run around in my company albeit on a very short leash and all you lose is your pride and dignity...not to mention best friend. But hey, who needs friends when you have enemies like us eh? Now for your last act of betrayal I want you to raise The Rocks arm in victory like a good little referee!

CM Punk looks like he's about to be sick before he agrees and shakes The Rocks hand before lifting it into the air signalling him as the winner of the match up! Vince exits the ring happily and begins to walk up the ramp as back in the ring The Rock tries to follow him but notices that CM Punk still has a very tight hold...He pulls The Rock in and hoists him up onto his shoulders!

GTS!

The crowd let out a huge cheer for The Best In the World CM Punk who doesn't acknowledge what he done as "good" instead he drops his head and exits through the middle rope, passing Vince McMahon on the ramp with a rough shoulder barge on his way to the back as XWL's Bad Blood goes to commercial with the crowd left in confusion of what will happen next!

*As we head backstage at XWL Bad Blood, we can see "Dashing" Cody Rhodes roaming around; smirking.*



*Cody's resident favorite camera guy, (who is much better than Mitch) Ed, tries to stop him for a question.*

[Ed]
Hey, Cody! Do you have a minute for a question?

*Shockingly, Cody actually stops for Ed and removes his hood, still smirking.*



[Ed]
Cody, I've gotta ask, what is your agenda with the attack on Zack Ryder?

*Cody doesn't speak, instead he looks around, and of course he still has a giant smirk on his face.*



[Ed]
Uhh..... Cody?

*Instead of speaking, Cody simply smiles at Ed and begins to walk away, fading in the distance.*




*XWL Bad Blood goes to a video package for XWL Unforgiven as Cody has left and left Ed confused and speechless.*

*The fans erupt as the theme of "The Enforcer" Arn Anderson hits and he walks out of the curtains.

{JR}
Here he is folks! A true legend in this industry is here in XWL for one night, where he will be accepting a career achievement honor from XWL officials. We also saw him bestowing his wisdom down to the young guns of this company, more specifically James Storm.

{Cole}
Arn must be going crazy in his old age if he thinks he can just show up and slap around and insult talent like he did to Miz?!

{King}
You're done Cole, let's all just be quiet and listen to a true legend in wrestling.

*Arn walks down to the ramp and high fives some fans before stepping into the ring and calling for a mic. The ringside announcer hands him the mic and shakes his hand before returning to his seat. Arn stands in the center of the ring as the fans continue to cheer and clap for the legend. Arn attempts talking several time only to be drowned out by the Bad Blood crowd. Finally after a minute and a half of pandering to the fans Arn puts the mic to his lips and begins speaking.

{Arn Anderson}
It's great to be in the center of this ring once again in front of all you people. I am here to receive a honor from......

As Anderson was getting to the point of his presence he is interrupted by someone's theme music.






















{JR}
What the hell? We saw Hardy earlier tonight, but why in the hell is he interrupting this legend?

{Cole}
I don't know but I'm glad someone is going to shut him up before he gets going again!

*Hardy struts down the ramp and dives head first into the ring with a mic in hand, he immediately gets right in the face of Arn Anderson. Arn stares down Hardy as well until he tries to speak.

{Arn Anderson}
What do y..!!......

Once again as Arn was about to speak Jeff Hardy smacked the microphone out from his hand and it hit the ground and fell out of the ring.



{Jeff Hardy}
Why are you here Arn? These people have the answer given by the company and you but I can answer that question with the truth, it's because as I said earlier, humans are always going to be unsatisfied no matter what they have done or have obtained. You had a very good career, a legendary one, yet you continue to pop up in a wrestling ring every so often to get the spotlight shone on you once more. You can't just be happy with what you did in the past because the present is so empty and dull, I mean your left arm is at a high risk of going numb for good, you are battered and bruised and don't even have anything of your own to hang your hat on when you go home at night because your claim to fame is the 4 Horsemen and unfortunately without your old buddy Ric Flair your meal-ticket wouldn't have lasted. So unfortunately I've come to the conclusion that the legendary "Enforcer" is nothing but a over glorified lackey who misses the spotlight. Am I correct?

*The fans boo loudly as Arn continues to stand face to face with Jeff Hardy, Double A looks highly pissed off, his face is red and his fist are clinched. In what seems to be a fit of rage he smacks Jeff Hardy across the face! Hardy turns his head back towards Arn and starts to rub his cheek while at the same time chuckling.

{Jeff Hardy}
Thank you for proving that was the truth and thank you for that slap because that means I can do this.....

Hardy drills the mic right into the forehead of Arn Anderson! Hardy falls down to one knee over top of Arn and begins firing closed right after closed right onto the legend, connecting with his skull every time. The fans in the building were booing Jeff Hardy immensely as he continued throwing the fists at Arn and also verbally berating him at the same time. After several more seconds Hardy stopped throwing punches and pointed towards the top turnbuckle, signalling for the Swanton onto Anderson. The fans jeers grew even louder as Jeff ascended the turnbuckle. He reached the top pad and stood posing for a moment but before he could leap a familiar theme song hits.

















*The fans begin to boo even louder as James Storm walks through the curtains with a giant grin across his face and 2 bottles of beer in his hand, he struts to the ring motioning for Hardy to stop what he was doing for a moment.

{King}
Oh no! Arn Anderson is in some serious trouble!

{Cole}
Looks like he's about to get some serious payback for slapping around today's talent!

{JR}
This is uncalled for and way to far. Both Hardy and Storm provoked Anderson and now there just embarrassed!

Storm slides into the ring and asks Hardy to come down from the turnbuckle to discuss something. Hardy complies and hops down and walks a couple feet over to Storm. The make a small huddle and start having a hushed conversation. As this is going on Arn is pulling himself up into the corner trying to recover from the assault by Jeff. Once Anderson gets to his feet both Storm and Hardy turn to him. As the slowly creep towards Anderson, cornering him, Storm puts his hand in front of Hardy to stop his advance, he hands Hardy one of the bottles of beer and tells him to spit in Anderson's face! Hardy likes the idea and takes a swig of the beer and takes a step back and turns around away from Arn and starts taunting the fans by spitting his first sip into the air and holding the bottle high up before taking his second swig. While he has his back turned Storm pop opens his beer and starts to drink it, Hardy begins to turn around and..............STORM SPRAYS BEER RIGHT IN HIS FACE!!!! The fans all start erupting with cheers and everyone including the announcers and Arn Anderson look shocked!

{King}
WHAT?!

{Cole}
What is Storm doing?! NO!

{JR}
Yes! What a rescue!

Storm immediately starts throwing lefts and rights at Hardy forcing him backwards, he then hits a giant standing clothesline sending Hardy to the mat. Storm hops back and is measuring Hardy as he gets up......Storm is going for Last Call! Hardy gets to his feet and as Storm cocks back his leg to deliver the kick Hardy drops to his back and rolls out of the ring avoiding the kick!

{King}
So close!

The fans groan and boo at Hardy slithering away from the Superkick, as Hardy storms up the ramp rubbing his eyes Storm walks over to Arn Anderson and makes sure he's alright, this causes the fans to cheer and start chanting "JAMES STORM" "JAMES STORM" Storm smiles as he helps Arn over to the ropes and down to the floor, Storm offers Anderson what's left of his beer after the spray which Anderson takes and starts drinking as both men walk backstage. The camera cuts to a wide shot of the arena before fading to the next segment.

*Bad Blood continues to roll on after some spectacular matches, and some unbelievable moments*

{Cole}
What a great PPV we've had so far. We've witnessed a new #1 contender to the United States championship, we have a new X-Treme champion, and Triple H was crowned our very first XWL 15 champion only to get ambushed after his match by Brock Lesnar. And we still have more to go!

{Lawler}
That right Cole. Even though I don't agree with you on most things, I have to say that we've had a great PPV so far. We'll be heading to our next match any moment now. But in the meantime, let's hear about tonight's main ev.......................

*All of a sudden the lights go out in the arena. The fans start freaking out and the building is going crazy. These fans have no idea whats happening until the lights come back on and the camera focuses on the ring*



*The fans are going nuts as they start to expect Jericho at any second*

{Cole}
Oh My God Jerry! Is that what I think it is? Is he here?!

{Lawler}
There's no way. We haven't seen Jericho for weeks now, and last I heard he wasn't even under contract by the XWL anymore.

{Cole}
Then how do you explain this Lawler? Is this some sick joke?

{Lawler}
I don't know but whatever it is, it's wasting valuable air time! Let's get some guys to clear that junk fro.........................

*The lights in the arena go out again and all the fans are on their feets. After a few seconds, a familiar pose makes the audience go insane*



*The fans are a eagerly waiting for the man in the shiny jacket to turn around, and after 10-15 seconds, the all to familiar countdown starts to play*





*The roof of this arena is blown off as the fans see that it is, in fact, Chris Jericho coming down the ramp. As Jericho walks down the ramp, the commentators start arguing*

{Cole}
I TOLD YOU LAWLER! I was right! HA!

{Jerry}
Shove it Cole! You may have been right, but that doesn't change anything. As far as I know, this man isn't even employed by the XWL, so what is he doing taking up OUR PPV time?!

{Cole}
Who cares?! IT'S CHRIS JERICHO! Y2J! THE AYATOLLAH OF ROCK-AND-ROLLA! This man is a champion and you should show him the respect he deserves.

{Lawler}
Show him respect? This guy is a snake in the grass. I don't understand how these fans can cheer him like they are.

*As the announcers continue to argue, Chris Jericho is up on the apron now, soaking in the deafening response from the XWL fans*



*Jericho climbs into the ring and soaks in even more cheers from the crowd for a few seconds until he shushes them*



*The fans get deathly quiet, waiting to hear every word that comes out of Jericho's mouth. Jericho get's thrown a mic from a ring attendant, and after a "Y2J" chant dies down, he starts to speak*



{Jericho}
I'm baaaackkk. I bet some of you didn't expect to see me back here in the XWL. I know I didn't. I never expected to come back here because.....................



{Jericho}
............I don't need you. I don't need your appreciation, in fact, I despise it. I don't need you ass-clowns to pander to me because I don't want it. I came back to this company for one reason and one reason only. To be back at the top, where I belong.

*The fans start to realize what's happening, and immediately flip on Jericho. If you would have just tuned in, you would have no idea that Jericho was just loved 2 minutes ago*

{Jericho}
That's better. Now you sycophants seem to understand. I don't need, don't want, and refuse to be adored by you hypocrite fans! All I need are championships, and that's what I'll get. All of you parasites ohh and ahh over wanna-be's like Evan Bourne, Alex Shelley, and AJ Styles. You think just because they can fly around this squared circle that they're great wrestlers. No, they aren't. Everyone of those moves that each one of those punks use, they stole from me! They say that Evan Bourne can do a better Lionsault than me. Not on his best day. They say that Alex Shelley is the next cruiserweight destined to be a World Champion. The kid wouldn't be able to hold a candle next to me. Then, I hear that they say that AJ Styles can just plain wrestle better than me. Seriously?! I am the man of 1004 holds, not even the great Bret Hart knows that many moves!

*The fans can't believe that Jericho is talking bad about so many great wrestlers and they continue to maliciously boo him as Jericho just smiles*



{Jericho}
Awww, did I hurt your feelings? Well get used to it because now that I'm back everyone needs to be on notice. I bet a few of you are wondering HOW I got back. Well, you see, I got a call from a great man, named Vincent Kennedy McMahon, who said that he wanted to offer me a contract. Now, being Chris Jericho, I have a million other things that I could have been doing, but when he told me the money that I would be making, I couldn't resist. With the money he's paying me, I make the Million Dollar Man look like a bum on Wall Street. Only catch was that I have to wait till next weeks draft to see what show I'll be on. But, once again, being Chris Jericho, it doesn't matter where I end up. I'll be World champion again whether I call Breakdown or Redemption home.

*Jericho lowers his mic so he can absorb all the hate coming from the crowd tonight*

{Jericho}
Being the best at everything I do isn't easy, it's just natural. With Fozzy, I tore it up with bands like Metallica and Anthrax, on "Dancing with the Stars", I danced weekly with a beautiful woman on national television. And ALL OF YOU know my accomplishments in wrestling. First ever Undisputed Champion, record breaking 9 time Intercontinental Champion, World Champion, Tag Team champion, and on, and on, and on...........

{Jericho}
You people need me, you just don't want to admit it. But don't worry. I will give you what you need and more. This company lacks that one superstar who can carry it to heights it's never seen before. I am that superstar. I have the look, the skills, and more importantly, the experience to carry this company on my back, and I will do just that. Whoever the World champion is at the end of the night, they're looking at their biggest threat. When next week comes around and I find out where my talents will be heading to, you will all know why I say that I am the best in the world at EVERYTHING I do.

*The fans are booing Jericho ferociously and he just stands in the ring and takes it. After booing him for a few seconds, a "You're A Loser!" chant starts to break out*

{Jericho}
I'm a loser?! You people should look at yourselves. I come out here and can get you to do whatever I want. A few flashy lights and some loud music, and you people can't stop cheering for me. But when I criticize you imbusles, you can't stand the site of me. You hypocrites will never change, so I will stop trying to be something that I'm not. I'm Chris Jericho, dammit, and you people will respect that fact! None of you could ever accomplish what I could, and nobody in the back will ever be able to either. I'm that damn good! And to prove it I brought a video to show all of you. Roll the footage...............





{Jericho}
That video proves that I have done everything there is to do in this business, and yet, I still want more. Not want, need more. It's not all about the money for me, even though that is a VERY nice bonus. What this is about is me getting back to the top, where I belong, and I will do that sooner than any of you can imagine. Luckily for me, I don't have to do it all in Colorado, so I'm going to stop wasting my time in this embarrassment of a state and move on to bigger and better places.

*Jericho drops his mic, and laughs at the fans booing him for insulting their state. Jericho mouths "See?", exits the ring, and starts walking up the ramp still laughing*

{Cole}
That was brilliant! Chris Jericho fooled all of these idiots into cheering for him and then threw it back in their faces! Hahaha!

{Lawler}
Yeah, yeah, laugh it up Cole. I can't believe Mr. McMahon would hire such a arrogant human being.

{Cole}
Oh god Lawler, you're one to talk. You go around calling yourself the King. If anybody is arrogant, it's you.

{Lawler}
I don't care what you say Michael. I still don't like this guy and I don't think he deserves a job in this company. That's my final position on the subject.

{Cole}
It doesn't really matter what you think Jerry. Chris Jericho is back and things are about to heat up around here. Ladies and gentleman, we'll be back after this quick video from our sponsors.

*Chris Jericho is standing at the top of the ramp now, and is just laughing at all the fan's hatred. Jericho mouths "I'm Back" as Bad Blood fades to break*

Wade Barrett's theme song hits the speakers and the crowd goes nuts, booing and jeering at the man that they hadn't planned on seeing at this pay per view.



Wade emerges from the back and walks out onto the stage, with his coat resting over his shoulders as he makes his way onto the ramp. His nameplate pops up on the bottom of the screen informing fans at home watching on TV who has just come out.




With a sudden burst of energy, Wade shoves his coat off his shoulders and throws his arms into the air, pointing high with a cocky look on his face as he makes his way down the ramp. As he nears the ring, Wade jogs up the steps and steps in between the second and third ropes, before standing in the ring, pondering his thoughts.



While fans stil wonder what Barrett is doing here, he turns towards the cameras and does his signature in ring taunt.





Now smirking as the fans look on in dismay, Wade pics up a microphone and begins to speak.



[Wade Barrett]
You thought that just because I wasn't booked in a match tonight, that I wouldn't be present, how foolish. Tonight, is Bad Blood 2012 and Wade Barrett wasn't even scheduled to be at the show. What an utter disgrace. This day last year, do you know where I was? RIGHT HERE. 10th of April 2011 was the day that I, Wade Barrett, overcame the odds and beat not only the precious Ted Dibiase but also Randy Orton in the same match to become the new XWL Intercontinental Champion. After the match, Ted was laid out and my arm was raised with the Intercontinental Championship held firmly in my grasp. I've always been a man of great impact, and that streak hasn't ended yet, because this year.. although I can't fight for the title tonight, I can sure as hell make some impact.



[Wade Barrett]
And that's exactly what I plan on doing. What can only be described as the demise of Wade Barrett has come to an end, because not only am I stronger, more intense, smarter, and simply better overall.. but I'm sick and tired of how I've been treated around here. They said I couldn't get the job done, they said that I was yesterdays news, some were simple-minded enough to say that I meant nothing anymore. You know what they described? ...The Xtreme Championship Division. That's right, somebody is finally calling out the scum of XWL.



[Wade Barrett]
Let me start off by saying this, I've held titles in XWL, I understand what it means to be a champion. But the Xtreme championship division, is a joke. Ezekiel Jackson? Really? I've seen more talent in Justin Gabriel! And he had to leech off me to get to where he's at. I'm not trying to make your pathetic little division look bad right now, trust me, you're doing that yourselves. Time, money, effort, championships, just a few of the things being wasted on the Xtreme losers that should go towards me, they should be mine. Which is why I've had a little talk with the people backstage. Congratulations Xtreme Division, over the next few weeks, you're going to get more attention than ever.



[Wade Barrett]
Over the next couple of weeks, I will be taking on what I'd describe as the four corners of the pathetic little shack that is the Xtreme Division. Four men.. no, the ONLY four men that even appear in XWL anymore, will each take on Wade Barrett on a seperate week. And when I beat you all, when I bury you all into the ground, XWL will finally be better off. With the Xtreme Division in the ground, and with Wade Barrett on top once again. And who said it ends there? I told everybody that I was taking back what was taken from me, I told everybody that I would once more be the face of this show, and I told everybody that I'm the only person that even matters anymore. Did you pay any attention to that? No. So I've taken it upon myself to do the dirty work that I enjoy so damn much.



[Wade Barrett]
Credit isn't given, it's earned. Well I've payed my dues and I've done more in this company than most people have in their lifetime! And where's my credit, where's my respect, where's my legend status that I truely deserved? It's all been flushed down the toilet along with this pathetic division, why? Because the people in the back care about what "the people want".. well look how well that went with the Xtreme Division! The 6th of May 2012 is an important date, so you'd better write this down. The 6th of may will truely be the beginning of the end for the Xtreme Division, and the beginning of yet another reign by yours truely. The greatest man to step into this company, this industry. The former Bareknuckle fighter, the former Intercontinental and World champion, 246 pounds of pure athlete.



[Wade Barrett]
Ladies and Gentlemen, Wade Barrett!



Without allowing any time to even react, Wade drops the microphone with a thud, heads towards the side of the ring, and climbs out between the second and third ropes.



As he walks down the ring, Wade Barrett's theme song hits the speakers once more, noting his departure from the ringside area.





Wade walks back through the curtain, into the backstage area, and can no longer be seen. XWL Bad Blood cuts to a video promo for Barrett.

*As the commercial break comes to a close, Bad Blood continues with the sound of some familiar music beginning to play.*





*The crowd pops in a big way as Alex Riley appears at the top of the stage. He's smartly dressed and has a mic in hand.*

[Michael Cole] Oh not this guy! He's not even supposed to be here tonight!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] Come on Cole! It's Alex Riley! How can you not like this kid? He has unquestionable passion for this business and for the XWL Universe. Look at how happy he is just to be here tonight!

[Jim Ross] He may not be scheduled to be here tonight but he's definitely a welcome addition to any show.

*Riley grins and shows his appreciation for the fans' ovation by doing a bowing motion with his arms...
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*But suddenly there is a huge explosion! RILEY IS ENGULFED IN FLAMES!*

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

*The crowd's cheers quickly turn to screams before an eerie silence falls over the arena. As the flames burn Jim Ross continues to go crazy into his headset. Several of the ringside workers run to the ramp to try and help but daren't jump into the flames to save A-Ry. As the chaos continues the cameras show several members of the XWL Universe in what can only be described as a state of shock. Many are concerned for the wellbeing and livelihood of one of XWL's brightest young stars.*





*After what seems like an eternity, the flames vanish as quickly as they appeared. No trace of Alex Riley is left whatsoever. Many of the younger members of the audience break into tears. The XWL staff scratch their heads in confusion as they analyze the scene to try and fathom some kind of explanation as to what just happened. JR has finally calmed down but is deeply concerned as we hear his voice once again. Cole and Lawler remain silent...*

[Jim Ross] Folks... we're heading to a commercial break... we'll be right back...



Bad Blood returns from the commercial and rejoins the commentators at ring side

[Jim Ross] Ladies and gentleman I cannot express what we just witnessed moments ago.

[Michael Cole] Yes everyone... we just witnessed sometinh terrible and although I don't like the kid it is sad for something like this to happen.

[Jim Ross] We're not entirely sure what went on, but there has been some talk that one of the pyrotechnitions saw a mysterious figure in the back and may be responceible for the action that happened to Riley.

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] What I just don't get is who and why they would do this. I mean what did Alex Riley even do to deserve this?

*Before any of the other commentators can speak another bout of fire explodes and after the arena blacking out*

[Michael Cole] What the.... WHAT IS IT NOW?!?!
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*The sound of a chilling theme begins to play throught the arena*


*The lights come back on revealing the arena covered in fog and a mysterious character standing in the fog*



[Michael Cole] OH MY GOD!!!

[Jim Ross] CAN IT BE?!?!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] WHAT?!

*The mysterious character starts motioning twoards the ramp revealing the character to be none other than the Big Red Machine Kane*



[Jim Ross] MY GAWD THATS KANE!!! KANE's BACK!!!

[Jerry "The King" Lawler] We have not seen him in months!! What could be possibly want?

[Michael Cole] JR stop having you stupid orgasms and King just wait to the man gets in the ring, then we'll find out!!!

*Kane makes his away up the steel steps and climbs over the ropes walking to the center of the ring and slowley removing his mask*




*Upon removing his mask and revealing a new crimson colored mask under it he grabs a mic that was laying in the corner of the ring and begins to speak as the fans cheer*



[Kane]
I'm Baaaaccckkkkk!!!

[color=green]As Kane lowers the mic the fans begin to cheer*



[Kane]
I bet everyone here is doing well? *Kane raises his head and shows a grimly smirk& Wish I could say the same for that for Alex Riley.

*With the cheering quickly turning to boos, Kane looks around laughing before speaking again**

[Kane]
Aww whats wrong? Are you miserable people sad that you couldn't get to see your hero Alex Riley? Too bad, he happened to be at the right place at the wrong time. Incase any of you haven't figured it out already, what happened to Alex Riley wasn't an accident. That figure that was back there was me... I saw that he was happy and enjoying himself so I thought I would take that away from him because after all, making people miserable is 1 of the things I do. And its quite simple really... Alex comes out here acting like a fool and you people get excited and cheer your little hearts out for him so by doing what I did Alex wouldn't be out here acting like a fool and results in you fans not being happy. Which is fine by me because I don't care if you boo me and I DAMN don't need any of you people cheering for me. I'm not here to hurt others for YOUR entertainment, but for MY own enjoyment.

*As Kane finishes he turns the smirk into a motionless unhappy look while the fans continue to boo louder*



[Kane]
If you think I'm going to stop talking because the boos are loud then you're wrong! I don't care for any of you and I don't care what happens to Riley! He's somewhere. The flames of hell may have him for all I know. But of the kid knows whats good for him, then he won't try to get in my way because I can promise that if he does then what happens to him will not be my responcability. So I assure all of you that if he is smart and stays out pof my way, then he'll be free.



[Kane]
For the past month or two my mind has just been in a rut. Seeing the likes of Brock Lesnar, Batista, and Brodus Clay try to act like monsters... and worse, trying to look intimidating. They make me laugh. I've been in this business longer than they have and I've seen them all. I've seen people like them or people like Big Show who try and be a monster when their not. Being muscular, fat, or even the appearence does not make you a monster. You need to be a monstar at heart and that is an example of me! I was born a monster, but didn't fully realize it till that incident with my brother.. though I already explained that numerous times. The matter of this is they try to be something their not and all their doing is making us who are true monsters look bad.. something I don't appreciate..



[Kane]
I have to know one thing? Do... you fans like people like CM Punk and John Cena?

*With the mentioning of CM Punk & John Cena the crowd explodes in cheers followed by the chanting of, Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!*

[Kane]
I thought so. What I can't seem to understand is how you people could pour your worthless money into these people. Do you all not understand that poeple like John Cena and CM Punk are just manipulating all of you? It's not like I care, but its fun to watch all of you ponder to them. John Cena follows the code of Hustle, Loyalty, and Respect to hide his true self. CM Punk calls himself The Best in the World when he has not done a single thing to be mentioned as even good. They are just two prime examples of all the other [i]Good guy's[/b] in the back who use some kind of code that you fans fall for and pour money into. If only who could see the real them. I promise you wouldn't like what you saw.



[Kane]
But they have got all of you too brainwashed to even think clearly. And well when they decide to turn on all of you that will be a night too see... only if they were like The Rock who understood that he didn't need to cater to you fools.
Thats exactly what this pathetic world is full of... people who are nothing more than backstabbers because they'll do anything to gain your trust to then throw it all in your face in the end. And I say that anypne of these so called good guys will eventually do...



[Kane]
And it's only a matter of time before they come to their senses...

*Kane stops speaking and drops the mic as the crowd gets even louder with the boos. But it doesn't bother Kane who raises both arms and throwing them down causing fire to emplode from the top turnbuckles while laughing as Bad Blood roles into a commercial hyping the main even that happens later on tonight*

[As the video for the hype of the main event ends, we’re taken back into the arena where the crowd becomes hot and excitedly waiting for this night to continue.]



[Mickie gets an incredible reaction when her music hits and she’s all smiles when she steps onto the stage.]



{{Jim Ross}}
Well here she is folks, Mickie is on her way to the ring and she had some interesting things to say about this match.

{{Michael Cole}}
Who cares what she thinks? This match is just two divas nobody cares about trying to keep themselves relevant. It’s a shame Madison isn’t here tonight, she knows how to keep things interesting.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
Well once again we disagree. As much as I love divas, I wouldn’t mind going without Madison for the entire show, well at least hearing her voice.

{{Jim Ross}}
Not to mention that Mickie and Trish are far from two divas that no one cares about, these ladies still have a lot left in the tank and they’ll no doubt put on a match for the ages.

{{Michael Cole}}
Yeah, it’ll be so boring it’ll feel like it’s been ages since it began. Let’s hope they make it quick.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
I doubt either of these ladies are going to make life easy for you or themselves.



[Trish’s theme hits and the well decorated diva gets an even bigger reaction when she steps onto the stage.]



{{Jim Ross}}
And now out comes Trish, after what she said just moments before, you know that she’ll be completely focused on winning this match.

{{Michael Cole}}
Yeah, then she’ll disappear for months again and not a single thing of value will be lost.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
Disappearing for months actually sounds pretty tempting, you should give it a try, Cole and see what happens.

{{Jim Ross}}
That almost sounds too good to be true.

{{Michael Cole}}
Let’s not pretend that this place would be the same without me.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
Yeah, commentary could actually be listenable for once.

[Trish’s music cuts off and she and Mickie grin at each other as they listen to the crowd go crazy.]

*Let’s go Trish!*

*Mickie James!*

*Let’s go Trish!*

*Mickie James!*

{{Jim Ross}}
Would you listen to this crowd? They’re completely split down the middle.

{{Michael Cole}}
I don’t blame them, I’m having a hard time myself deciding who’s worse from where I’m sitting.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
That’s because you don’t have a mirror around.

{{Jim Ross}}
At least one that isn’t broken.

{{Michael Cole}}
Oh please, as far as I’m concerned there are much better matches we can be watching right now. If you don’t hear me speak for a minute or two it’ll probably be because I fell asleep from boredom.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
I’m looking forward to that silence.

---

Normal Divas Match


Trish Stratus Vs Mickie James


The bell rings and the two divas walk up to each other while they exchange some words. Trish extends her hand in a show of respect and the crowd cheers encouraging Mickie to shake it. Mickie smiles and does shake Trish’s hand, but when Trish tries to back away but Mickie jerks her back towards her and says a few parting words before letting go of Trish’s hand.

Trish backs away, runs a hand through her hair and smiles as she and Mickie begin circling each other in the ring. They finally get close and lock up fighting to gain the upper hand. Trish begins backing Mickie into the corner and The Ref rushes over to get her to break it up. Trish backs away cleanly and the people applaud her sportswoman ship. Trish beckons Mickie out of the corner and when Mickie gets out they lock up again.

Mickie gets the advantage this time as she quickly gets Trish in a side headlock, then he wrestles her down to the mat. Mickie wraps her legs around Trish’s throat trying to force a quick submission but Trish uses her arms to separate Mickie’s legs, then she kips up before Mickie can re-lock in the leg vice. Mickie gets up and Trish immediately takes her arm and drops her with an arm drag. Mickie does some impressive mat work and kips up then breaks Trish’s grip her.

After yet another stalemate between the two the crowd cheers and the two divas smile once again, when Mickie quickly tries to catch Trish off guard with a punch, but it gets blocked and Trish tries to return the favor with a punch of her own but Mickie ducks under it. When Mickie turns around Trish tries to knock her out early with the chick kick, but Mickie ducks under that too and tries to take out Trish with her signature spinning back kick, but Trish sides steps her and then both women go after each other with a clothesline and they hit the mat hard.

The Ref begins a 10 count but neither diva remains on her back for too long. They get up and Trish connects with a chop but Mickie immediately retaliates with a stiff forearm to the face. Mickie takes Trish by the arm and attempts to throw her into the ropes instead. Mickie hits the ropes and tries to take Trish out with a clothesline but Trish dodges with the Ma-Trish, but as if she were expecting it Mickie grabs her from behind when she gets back up and goes for a Russian leg sweep. Trish elbows her way free and goes for a suplex but Mickie lands on her feet behind her.

From behind Trish, Mickie puts her in an inverted facelock then drops her with a backbreaker and she goes for a quick pin:

1

Trish kicks out and works her way back to her feet and takes down an advancing Mickie with a drop toe hold and goes for a pin of her own:

1

Mickie doesn’t waste anytime herself kicking out and the two divas get up and find themselves face to face. They exchange a couple more words and lock up again. Trish slithers behind Mickie and tries to lift her up for a german suplex but Mickie drops down to a knee to try and avoid the move, but Trish keeps at it and hits Mickie with a couple of forearms to the back of the head and tries for the german again and somehow Mickie lands behind her. Mickie pushes Trish forward into the ropes and tries to roll her up but Trish hangs onto the ropes and Mickie rolls backward on her own. But as soon as she gets back on her feet she charges at Trish and hits a clothesline and both women go tumbling over the top rope.

Amazingly they both land on their feet and they begin trading blows on the outside of the ring as The Ref begins his 10 count.

1

Trish wins the battle when she knees Mickie in the gut and takes her by the hair and slams her down to the ground.

2

Trish grabs Mickie by the leg and tries to drag her over to the ring but Mickie kicks her off and stumbles backwards up the ramp to create a some distance.

3

But Trish doesn’t let up and she keeps bringing the fight to Mickie hitting a series of punches and forearms as the fight continues up to ramp.

4

Trish goes for a big right but Micke blocks it then lifts Trish high into the air and drops her with a facebuster on the steel ramp!

5

Mickie bends over to pick Trish up but she gets kneed in the face knocking her down and Trish quickly mounts her and Mickie does her best to protect her face from the blows.

6

Mickie manages to fight Trish off and when Trish gets up Mickie nails her right in the face with a dropkick.

7

Mickie hears The Ref’s count and tries to make her way back the ramp, but Trish grabs her leg tripping her up causing Mickie to fall on the ramp.

8

Trish goes over to Mickie’s legs but is caught off guard when Mickie lifts her legs in the air and flips Trish over her, but Trish shows some athleticism by landing on her feet.

9

This time it’s Trish who realizes where The Ref is in his count and she races back to the ring with Mickie right behind her and they

10

miss it by a millisecond!

---

{{Jim Ross}}
Aw man, just when it was starting to get good.

{{Michael Cole}}
You mean just when I was starting to nod off.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
I’ve never seen a match that evenly contested, it’s like these ladies knew what the other was going to do before they did it.

{{Jim Ross}}
Couldn’t The Ref have slowed his count when he saw them running to the ring?

{{Michael Cole}}
That’s what they get for being too stupid to remember to restart it.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
I wouldn’t go that far, they were just caught up in the heat of the battle.

{{Jim Ross}}
A battle doesn’t unfortunately doesn’t have a winner.

{{Michael Cole}}
Yeah, but we’re all losers for having to sit through that. Thank goodness it’s over.

{{Jerry Lawler}}
It can’t end like this, and the people feel the same way. Would you just listen to them!?

[The people are on their feet cheering as the two women stand in the ring panting heavily with their hands on their hips. ]

*We want more!*

*We want more!*

[The Ref apologizes as he slips out of the ring and heads out of the arena leaving the two women standing in the ring by themselves. The walk back and forth and around each other as they listen to the people’s deafening chants.]

*Let’s go Trish!*

*Mickie James!*

*Let’s go Trish!*

*Mickie James!*

{{Jim Ross}}
These people haven’t had enough! They want to see these two go at it again.

{{Michael Cole}}
Since when does it matter what the people think?

{{Jerry Lawler}}
The people’s opinions have always mattered, and right now they’re making themselves mighty clear.

[As the chants continue, Mickie and Trish stare each other down until they both shrug and lock up again. There’s a pop as these two divas go at it again until..]

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
Excuse me!



[The crowd boos as Vickie steps onto the stage but the two divas are still going at it.]

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
I said excuse me! Stop it right now!

[Mickie and Trish finally stop and back away from each other with their eyes now on Vickie.]

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
Good girls! Now listen, we don’t have time for this right now.

*Boooo!*

{{Vickie Guerrero}}
But… next week you’re more than welcome to go at it again in what will be a Fall Count Anywhere Match. That way we won’t have to worry about an ending like that again. Now get the hell out of that ring so we can keep the show going.

[At the announcement of their match next week, Trish and Mickie smile, and raise each other’s arms in the air giving the people something to cheer for as the screen fades to black.]