WWE 2K24: Attitude Reawakened

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Monday Night Raw - January 27th



In-Ring Segment

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The show kicks off with Gunther's music blaring through the speakers, causing the crowd to erupt in huge boos. Gunther walks out with his World Heavyweight Championship, looking calm and collected despite the hostile environment. Gunther enters the ring, taking a moment to survey the crowd as they continue to boo him. He grabs a microphone. Gunther: “You people… [pauses for boos]... You can boo all you want. But let me remind you, this mat is sacred. The Ring General is a title that carries weight. I thought Adam Pearce and Daniel Bryan would understand that. But no. No, instead, Pearce tries to bring in someone who allegedly retired. He brings in Bryan to challenge me—someone who hasn’t stepped in a WWE ring for years, someone who thinks he can just waltz back into this company and take what is mine! Where is the respect? Huh? Where is the respect for the Ring General?” The crowd boos louder, some fans chanting “You suck!” as Gunther paces the ring, clearly frustrated with the situation. Adam Pearce's music hits, and the GM walks out to the ramp, microphone in hand. Adam Pearce: “Gunther, what you did at Saturday Night Main Event was out of line. You had a legendary match with Daniel Bryan, and instead of showing the respect that man deserves, you attacked him after the bell. This isn’t who you are… or at least, who I thought you were.” Gunther: [snickers] “Respect? Respect is earned, Pearce. You should know that. And what I did to Bryan? That’s what happens when someone disrespects me. I will not be treated like a stepping stone for some has-been to come back and steal the spotlight.” The crowd starts chanting “Yes! Yes! Yes!”, trying to rally behind Bryan, who is nowhere to be seen yet. Gunther: [mocking] “Oh, I hear them. The ‘Yes’ chants. The fans are so foolish. You think Bryan deserves respect? You think Pearce deserves respect? Let me tell you something… NO ONE deserves my respect! Least of all this crowd and this company!” Suddenly— Daniel Bryan appears out of the crowd! The crowd erupts with a massive pop as Bryan charges through the barricade, no music playing. He sprints into the ring and immediately hits a Running Knee on Gunther, knocking him out of the ring! The crowd is on their feet, chanting “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as Gunther stumbles back, shocked by the sudden attack. Gunther immediately retreats from the ring, his anger boiling over, but he’s forced to back off as Bryan continues to taunt him from the center of the ring. Bryan grabs the World Heavyweight Championship, holding it high over his head. He then begins to chant “Yes! Yes! Yes!” with the crowd, who join in with full force, making the building shake with energy. Daniel Bryan grabs the microphone from the ringside announcer. Daniel Bryan: “You want respect, Gunther? You don’t get it by attacking me after a match. But you know what? I’m done with you for now. Because this Saturday, I’ll be in the 2025 Royal Rumble Match! And I’m coming for everything! You think you’re the Ring General? You’re about to see what happens when the real Yes Movement comes to destroy your so-called reign. And there’s nothing you can do to stop me!” Bryan raises the World Heavyweight Championship high, continuing to chant “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as the crowd goes wild. Michael Cole: “What a statement from Daniel Bryan! He’s entering the Royal Rumble Match this Saturday, and he’s ready to make an impact!” Pat McAfee: “Gunther might be the World Heavyweight Champion, but I don’t think he’s ready for the Yes Movement coming for him at the Rumble!” The segment ends with Bryan continuing his “Yes!” chants, holding the title high, while Gunther fumes outside the ring, staring daggers at him. The crowd’s energy is off the charts heading into the Royal Rumble.

Backstage

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The camera cuts backstage, and we see Paul Heyman standing in front of a dark, ominous backdrop. He’s dressed in his sharp suit, his expression confident and calculating. He’s holding a microphone, and there’s a certain air of gravitas as he begins to speak. Paul Heyman: [pauses, looks directly into the camera with an intense gaze] “Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Paul Heyman, and I am the advocate, the special counsel, the wise man… to the undisputed Universal Champion, the longest-reigning champion in modern history, the man who has shattered records, the man who has dominated all of professional wrestling…” Paul Heyman: [with a knowing smirk] “But I’m not here to talk about his past. No, no, no. I’m here to talk about the future... and that future, is Roman Reigns reclaiming what is his.” Paul Heyman: [leans in closer to the camera] “You see, this Saturday at the Royal Rumble, Roman Reigns will enter that ring. And when he does, make no mistake about it… he will win. Why? Because Roman Reigns is inevitable. He’s the Tribal Chief. He’s the Head of the Table. He is the standard in this industry. Every man, woman, and child that steps into that Rumble match will understand one thing—no one can stop him. No one has the power. No one has the ability. No one has the legacy that Roman Reigns possesses.” Paul Heyman: [smirks, almost whispering] “And once Roman Reigns wins the Royal Rumble… it will be on the grandest stage of them all, at WrestleMania 41, where he will reclaim his championship. He will take back what’s rightfully his, from the imposter who dares hold the title. At WrestleMania 41, the world will witness history. And once again, Roman Reigns will stand at the top of the mountain… as the undisputed WWE Universal Champion.” Paul Heyman: [pauses dramatically, smiles confidently] “So, for all you hopefuls, all of you wishing upon a star, praying for your moment to shine… I have only one thing to say. It’s not your time. It never was. And at the Royal Rumble... it will never be your time. Because Roman Reigns is not only the Tribal Chief… he is the future. And the future belongs to him.” Paul Heyman: [with a slight chuckle] “Believe that.” The camera cuts to black, leaving the feeling of impending dominance hanging in the air.

Singles Match
Ludwig Kaiser vs. Penta

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Penta wastes no time, charging at Kaiser with a brutal Lariat that sends him crashing to the mat. Kaiser responds with a calculated attack, taking control with a smooth Arm Drag and following up with a series of stiff Knee Strikes to Penta's midsection. Penta reverses momentum, hitting a Cannonball Senton into the corner, flattening Kaiser and earning a near fall. Kaiser counters with a vicious German Suplex, holding onto Penta for a second, but Penta flips out, landing on his feet and hitting a Superkick to stagger Kaiser. Penta then climbs the ropes, catching Kaiser off-guard with a Missile Dropkick from the top, knocking Kaiser into the corner. After some back-and-forth, Penta sets up for the finish, hitting Kaiser with a devastating Penta Driver, spiking him directly on his head. Referee Jessika Carr counts the pin—1… 2… 3! Penta stands tall, throwing his arms in the air, celebrating his victory as the crowd erupts in applause.

Backstage Segment

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Braun Strowman: fuming “Pearce! You better have a damn good reason why my Intercontinental Championship match got CUT from Saturday Night Main Event!” Adam Pearce: holding his hands up “Braun, I get it. Look, things got shuffled around, time ran out—” Braun Strowman: gritting his teeth “I don’t give a damn about your excuses! I was promised a title match, and I—” WHAM! Out of nowhere, Bron Breakker comes charging in like a freight train, SPEARING Strowman straight through a wall! Debris flies everywhere as Strowman crashes hard, groaning in pain. Bron Breakker: standing over him, breathing heavily “You want a fight, huh?! You wanna be the monster around here?! Well, I just put your *** down!” Security rushes in, pulling Breakker away as Pearce steps in, furious. Adam Pearce: pointing at Breakker “That’s it! You want to settle this? Fine! This Saturday at the Royal Rumble—No Disqualifications! Braun Strowman vs. Bron Breakker!” Breakker smirks before backing away as officials check on the wreckage that was Braun Strowman.

In-Ring Segment

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We return from commercial to a dimly lit arena. In the ring stands Karrion Kross, flanked by Akam & Rezar of the Authors of Pain. Scarlett stands beside him, a sinister smile on her face as she slowly caresses the microphone before handing it to Kross. The crowd showers them in boos as Kross slowly raises the mic to his lips. Karrion Kross: calm but menacing “The past is a funny thing, isn’t it? Some men escape it… some men are forever haunted by it… and some? Some are foolish enough to run straight back into it.” Kross paces, glaring into the hard cam. Karrion Kross: “Aleister Black… I warned you. You should have stayed away. You should have never come back to my WWE.” Scarlett smirks as Kross clenches his fists. Karrion Kross: “But you? You let your pride get the best of you. You thought you could return and not suffer the consequences. You thought you could walk through these halls, call yourself a warrior, and not answer to me? No, Aleister... it doesn't work that way. If I have to be the one to put you down again, so be it.” Suddenly… 🔴 BLACKOUT! 🔴 🔥 A huge pop from the crowd as the lights go out completely! 🔥 After a few seconds, a chilling, eerie hum plays through the speakers. When the lights flicker back on—ALEISTER BLACK IS IN THE RING! BLACK MASS TO AKAM! BLACK MASS TO REZAR! Both members of AOP crumble to the mat, out cold! The crowd erupts as Kross’ eyes widen for just a split second before he quickly rolls out of the ring. Black slowly rises, his piercing gaze locked onto Kross, who is backing up the ramp with Scarlett by his side.** Karrion Kross: gritting his teeth “TICK-TOCK, ALEISTER!” The camera zooms in on Aleister Black, standing tall in the center of the ring, eyes burning with intensity as the crowd chants his name.

Singles Match
Rhea Ripley vs. Nia Jax

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As we return to ringside, the theme of Nia Jax hits, and the powerhouse makes her way to the ring. Michael Cole and Pat McAfee discuss her dominance and reveal breaking news. Michael Cole: "Big news, Pat! Just before this match, Nia Jax officially declared for the 2025 Women's Royal Rumble Match! And she’s not the only one—former Women’s Champion Bayley has also entered the Rumble! Could we be looking at a potential WrestleMania showdown tonight between Rhea and Nia?" Pat McAfee hypes up the match as Rhea Ripley, the reigning Women's World Champion, makes her way to the ring with her usual swagger, the title slung over her shoulder. She locks eyes with Nia, showing no fear as the two women stand face to face before the bell rings. The match begins with a heavy-hitting exchange, as Nia Jax immediately overpowers Rhea Ripley, shoving her into the corner and landing a series of crushing body shots. Nia tosses Rhea across the ring and follows up with a running splash, but Ripley evades just in time. Ripley tries to take control, targeting Nia’s legs with stiff kicks, but Jax counters with a massive Samoan Drop for a near-fall. As the battle continues, the crowd reacts to the arrival of Bayley, who casually walks down the ramp and takes a seat at ringside, watching intently. The distraction allows Nia to level Ripley with a huge powerbomb, but Rhea kicks out at two. Ripley fires back with a headbutt, then plants Nia with a superkick that rocks her. With a roar, Rhea lifts Nia up in an impressive show of strength and delivers the Riptide! 1... 2... 3! Rhea Ripley wins the match! After the match, Ripley locks eyes with Bayley, raising her championship in the air as Bayley smirks, nodding in approval before heading to the back. Michael Cole speculates on whether Bayley’s presence means she has her eyes on Ripley at WrestleMania.

Backstage

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(Inside the Judgment Day locker room, Dominik Mysterio and Carlito are casually talking, while Liv Morgan and Raquel Rodriguez are sitting on the couch, watching highlights from last week. Dom looks relaxed, but the mood shifts quickly as the door suddenly swings open—Finn Bálor storms in, fuming!) Finn Bálor: (angrily) Dom… what the hell happened last week?! (Dom, caught off guard, stands up, looking confused.) Dominik Mysterio: What do you mean, what happened? We were in a fight, Finn! You think I wanted JD to get hurt? Finn Bálor: (frustrated) No, but I think you should’ve had his back! You were too busy showing off, and JD paid the price! Now he’s out, and we’re down a man! (Dom's expression shifts to irritation as he steps closer to Finn.) Dominik Mysterio: Whoa, whoa, whoa—nah, you’re not putting that on me. We were in there together, he got caught, and it sucks, but that ain't my fault! JD knew what he was getting into! (Finn scoffs, rubbing his face before glaring at Dom.) Finn Bálor: You don’t get it, do ya? You think this is just about last week? You’re too damn reckless! Judgment Day is about dominance, but we can’t do that if you keep letting your ego get in the way! (Dom squares up to Finn, his frustration boiling over.) Dominik Mysterio: My ego? Man, if it wasn’t for me, Judgment Day wouldn’t be where it is! I’ve been carrying this since day one, and maybe JD wouldn’t have gotten hurt if you were out there instead of running off doing… whatever it is you’ve been doing! (Finn and Dom stand face to face, the tension thick. Carlito watches from the side, shaking his head, while Liv finally stands up and steps between them.) Liv Morgan: Alright, enough! We don’t have time for this petty crap. JD’s hurt, yeah, but fighting each other ain’t gonna fix that. We need to focus on what’s next. (Finn shakes his head in frustration but steps back. He exhales sharply, glaring at Dom before heading toward the door.) Finn Bálor: Fine. But don’t expect me to clean up another one of your messes. (He storms out, slamming the door behind him. Dom watches him leave, shaking his head. Carlito smirks and leans back against the wall.) Carlito: …Man, that’s not cool. (Dom lets out an annoyed sigh, Liv and Raquel exchange glances, and the tension lingers as the scene fades out.)

Single Match
Finn Balor vs. Tyler Bate

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Michael Cole: "And here comes Finn Bálor, still looking frustrated after that confrontation with Dominik Mysterio earlier tonight!" Pat McAfee: "Yeah, Finn’s had a rough night already, but he better focus, because look who’s back—Tyler Bate!" (Bate makes his return to a big pop from the crowd, looking fired up after being sidelined with an injury. The bell rings, and the match begins!) Bate starts hot, using his speed and technical ability to take control early, countering Finn’s aggression with arm drags, a standing shooting star press, and a quick cover—1...2... kickout! Bálor regains control with a sneaky eye rake, followed by a hard slingblade! Finn slows the pace, working over Bate’s neck with stiff chops and a brutal dragon sleeper, but Bate powers out! Bate fires back with a Bop and Bang! followed by an Exploder Suplex and a massive standing corkscrew senton! 1…2… kickout! Finn fights back, landing a dropkick into the corner and heading to the top rope for the Coup de Grâce— but Bate rolls out of the way! (Just then, Dominik Mysterio starts walking down the ramp, smirking as he watches Finn.) Michael Cole: "Oh no, here comes Dominik! And you gotta wonder… is he here to help, or to prove a point?" (Finn glances at Dom, visibly annoyed, and yells at him to leave. Dom shrugs, hopping on the apron like he’s trying to help, but the referee moves to stop him. Finn turns around—ROLL-UP BY BATE!) 1…2…3! (Bate quickly rolls out of the ring, celebrating his return victory as Finn sits up, shocked and furious.) Pat McAfee: "Oh, Finn is fuming! Dominik came out to ‘help’ and just cost him the match!" (Dom smirks from the outside, acting like it was an accident, but Finn isn’t buying it. He glares at Dom, shaking his head in anger as Bate celebrates his win up the ramp.) (The tension within Judgment Day continues to rise as Finn and Dom stare each other down before the show cuts to commercial!)

Backstage

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(The camera cuts backstage to Drew McIntyre, standing in front of the interview set, arms crossed, a scowl on his face.) Drew McIntyre: "Last week, I did exactly what I said I was going to do. I walked down to that ring, I looked Seth Rollins in the eye, and I beat him. No excuses, no shenanigans—just me proving that I am every bit as good, if not better, than the so-called ‘Visionary.’ And yet, here we are, days away from the Royal Rumble, and I still have people doubting me." (Drew shakes his head, his voice growing more intense.) Drew McIntyre: "People seem to forget—I was the one carrying this company on my back when the world was falling apart. I was the one fighting every single night, bringing legitimacy to the WWE Championship. But now? Now, everyone is talking about Seth Rollins. About how he's a workhorse. About how he ‘never stops fighting.’ Well, Seth… I beat you last week, and at the Rumble, I’ll toss you over the top rope and out of my way." (Just then, Seth Rollins walks into frame, wearing his usual cocky smirk, his leather jacket draped over his shoulders.) Seth Rollins: "Ohhh, big Drew McIntyre, still out here living in last week, huh? I mean, congrats, my man! You got yourself a W. Give the man a round of applause, folks!" (Seth mockingly claps, shaking his head with a chuckle.) Seth Rollins: "But let’s not act like you just won the Super Bowl, okay? Because last I checked, last week was one match—this Saturday? That’s the Royal Rumble. And in case you forgot, Drew, I’ve been there, done that. I know what it takes to survive, to outlast 29 other guys. And news flash, bud—you ain’t tossing me anywhere." (Drew steps closer, towering over Seth, his expression hardening.) Drew McIntyre: "You idiot, SO HAVE I! But…Seth… You’re right about one thing, Seth. The Rumble ain’t just ‘one match.’ It’s a battlefield. A warzone. And the difference between you and me? I’m built for that kind of fight. I don’t dance my way down to the ring, I don’t pander to the crowd—I go in there to hurt people, to eliminate anyone in my way. And Seth, if you think for a second that I won’t throw you over that top rope, then you’re even dumber than that ridiculous laugh of yours." (Seth’s grin fades for a moment, but he quickly leans in with a smirk.) Seth Rollins: "You’re real good at talking, Drew. Real intense, real scary. But when it comes down to it, you know deep down… you ain’t got what it takes to outlast me. See, I don’t just survive, I thrive under pressure. And when that clock hits zero on Saturday, when my music hits, and the entire world sings my song, I promise you this—I will walk out of the Royal Rumble with my ticket to WrestleMania. And if I have to stomp your big Scottish head into the mat to do it? Well… that’s just a bonus." (Seth lets out a short chuckle, pats Drew on the chest, and turns to walk away. Drew glares after him, cracking his neck, his jaw tightening as the tension in the air is palpable.) (Fade to black.)

Singles Match
Maxxine Dupri w/Alpha Academy vs. Sonya Deville w/Shayna & Zoey Stark

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Maxxine starts off with surprising fire, catching Sonya off guard with a deep arm drag followed by a spinning dropkick. Sonya rolls to the outside to regroup with Shayna and Zoey. Otis hypes up the crowd as Maxxine calls Sonya back into the ring. When Sonya steps in, she takes control with a stiff knee to the midsection, followed by a snap suplex. Sonya works over Maxxine’s arm, wrenching it with a modified Fujiwara armbar. Maxxine struggles but manages to reach the ropes, forcing a break. Maxxine rallies back with a running crossbody and a beautiful standing moonsault for a near fall! As Maxxine sets up for a big move, Zoey Stark jumps onto the apron! The distraction allows Sonya to recover—she ducks a wild swing from Maxxine and drills her with a step-up enzuigiri! With Maxxine dazed, Sonya delivers a devastating Deville’s Advocate (Running Knee Strike)! 1-2-3! (After the match, Sonya, Shayna, and Zoey stand over Maxxine, smirking as Otis and Tozawa check on her. Sonya taunts Maxxine, motioning around her waist as if to say, "This is my time." Meanwhile, Shayna and Zoey exchange a knowing look—there are no friends in the Royal Rumble!) (We cut away as commentary hypes up the Women's Royal Rumble this Saturday!)

Backstage

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(We cut to the backstage area, where Finn Bálor and Dominik Mysterio are in the middle of a heated argument, their voices rising with each passing second.) Finn Bálor: "Seriously, Dom?! This was your chance to prove yourself, and you blew it!" Dominik Mysterio: (defensive) "I was just trying to help! You think I wanted that to happen?" Finn Bálor: "Help?! You’ve been a liability!" (Before the argument escalates any further, the sound of footsteps interrupts. Drew McIntyre storms onto the scene, his eyes locked on CM Punk, who’s standing across from him with an eyebrow raised. The tension is palpable.) Drew McIntyre: "Well, well, well… If it isn’t Mr. Punk himself. Last time we crossed paths, you got the best of me. But at the Royal Rumble? I’m the one who’s tossing you out. That’s a guarantee." CM Punk: (smirking) "Oh, I see, Drew. Still mad about last summer? You really think you’ve got it in you to toss me out? I’ve been in the Rumble, I’ve been to the top of this company—what have you been doing, other than chasing the same title over and over again?" (Drew steps forward, chest puffed out, the tension rising with every passing moment.) Drew McIntyre: "Chasing? No, I’ve been dominating. And I’ll dominate at the Rumble too, especially when I toss you out like the trash you are." CM Punk: "You can keep dreaming, Drew. But I’ll tell you this: I’ll be the one standing tall at the end of the night. When that bell rings and it’s down to the final two? You will be the one getting thrown over the top rope. Count on it." (Before either can make another move, the sound of BAM rings out as Brian Cage blindsides Punk from behind, slamming him into McIntyre and knocking both men down!) (The brawl is on! Cage immediately starts hammering away at Punk, but Drew doesn’t take kindly to being shoved aside, and he rushes to his feet, pushing Cage into the equipment cart! The chaos spills into the hallway as McIntyre and Cage begin exchanging heavy shots—while Alexander Hammerstone enters, joining Cage in the melee!) (Suddenly, John Cena appears out of nowhere, charging in to help McIntyre, and he starts laying out punches on Hammerstone. Seth Rollins rushes in next, going straight after Cage with furious energy.) (Finn Bálor, seeing the chaos unfold, stops in the middle of his argument with Dom, glancing over and seeing the battle brewing. He looks at Dom, smirking.) Finn Bálor: (grinning) "Come on, Dom! Don’t stand there like a deer in headlights. Get in there!" Dominik Mysterio: (confused) "What? Are you out of your mind? Why would I—" (But Finn just shrugs and darts into the fray, taking down Seth Rollins with a vicious tackle. The whole backstage area erupts into a full-on brawl, bodies crashing into walls, security scrambling to keep order!) (Finally, Adam Pearce and a huge team of security burst into the scene, forcing the wrestlers apart. Pearce looks absolutely furious as he shouts over the chaos.) Adam Pearce: (fuming) "THAT’S IT! ENOUGH! You want to tear each other apart?! You’ll do it in the ring, NOT backstage!" (He gestures at the security team to restrain everyone as best they can. The wrestlers glare at each other, still seething, as they’re pulled apart. Finn Bálor shoots Dom one last smirk before he’s escorted away, while Cena, McIntyre, and Rollins continue to shout at their opponents, anger still bubbling to the surface.) Adam Pearce: "Next time, you want a fight—bring it to the ring! This backstage nonsense ends NOW!" (The scene quiets as the last of the brawlers are ushered out of the area, and the camera cuts to black.)

Royal Rumble Qualifier | Singles Match
Katana Chance w/Kayden Carter vs. Alba Fyre

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(Kayden Carter accompanies Katana Chance to the ring as the high-flying underdog prepares for a tough battle against the ruthless Alba Fyre. The winner will secure a spot in the Women's Royal Rumble!) Match Highlights: Chance starts off hot, using her speed to avoid Fyre’s early strikes, hitting a quick springboard dropkick. Fyre absorbs the offense and cuts off Chance’s momentum with a stiff superkick! Fyre dominates for a stretch, delivering a brutal gourd buster followed by a running knee strike to the corner. Katana fights back, countering a powerbomb attempt into a hurricanrana, followed by a handstand into a spinning headscissors takedown! Chance goes to the top for a 450 Splash, but Fyre moves at the last second! Fyre capitalizes, drilling Chance with a Glasgow Kiss headbutt and setting her up… Gory Bomb! 1…2…3! Alba Fyre qualifies for the Royal Rumble! (Post-match, Kayden checks on Katana as Fyre smirks, knowing she just punched her ticket to the Rumble. Will she use this opportunity to rise to the top?)

Backstage

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(The camera cuts to absolute chaos backstage, where Adam Pearce is desperately trying to regain control as multiple shouting matches break out!) Hammerstone: "You ain't got a damn chance at the Rumble, Punk! You and Cena are nothing but relics!" Brian Cage: "Yeah? Try me right now!" (Cage steps toward Punk, but Cena puts a hand up, ready to throw hands himself!) CM Punk: (smirking) "Oh, I can’t wait to make you both look stupid on Saturday." (Meanwhile, Seth Rollins and Drew McIntyre are inches from each other's faces, shouting over one another!) Seth Rollins: "You act like you’ve already won, big man! News flash—I’m tossing you at the Rumble just like I should’ve last week!" Drew McIntyre: "You’re not tossing anyone, you clown! You got lucky before, but when it’s just you and me in that ring, you won’t be laughing!" (In the background, Finn Balor is barking orders at Dominik Mysterio, clearly frustrated from earlier in the night.) Finn Balor: "You better have my back tonight, Dom! Judgment Day sticks together!" (Dominik, clearly fed up, suddenly yells—) Dominik Mysterio: "YOU stick together, Finn! Not me! Maybe if you weren’t so damn selfish, JD wouldn’t have gotten hurt last week!" (The room falls silent for a brief moment as Finn stares at Dominik, seething, but before he can say anything, Adam Pearce steps forward and shakes his head in frustration.) Adam Pearce: "ENOUGH! I am done with this. You all want to fight so badly? Fine! I’m changing the main event—Drew McIntyre, Finn Balor, Hammerstone, and Brian Cage... against Seth Rollins, John Cena, CM Punk... and yes... DOMINIK MYSTERIO!" (Balor’s eyes widen in shock as Dominik tilts his head, smirking slightly. Finn shakes his head in disbelief before stepping toward Dom.) Finn Balor: "You’re in Judgment Day! What the hell are you doing?!" (Dominik brushes off his shoulder and glares at Finn before saying—) Dominik Mysterio: "See you out there." (Finn clenches his fists, furious, as Adam Pearce motions for everyone to head to the ring.) Adam Pearce: "Move it. The main event is NOW!" (The camera follows the chaos as all eight men start heading toward the ring, the tension at an all-time high!)

Tag Team Match
Drew McIntyre, Finn Balor, Hammerstone & Brian Cage vs. Seth Rollins, Dominik Mysterio, CM Punk & John Cena

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(As soon as the bell rings, chaos immediately ensues! Every man in this match has a score to settle, and it shows. Rollins and McIntyre trade vicious strikes in the center of the ring while Punk and Hammerstone brawl on the outside. Cena and Cage throw bombs at each other, and Dominik stays cautious, trying to pick his moments.) (Throughout the match, tension between Finn Balor and Dominik Mysterio is undeniable. Every time Finn tries to take control, Dom hesitates, leading to more frustration for the former Judgment Day leader.) Match Highlights: Cena & Punk hit a double suplex on Hammerstone, but Cage levels them both with a double clothesline. Finn tags himself in aggressively while Dom is in control, barking orders at him. McIntyre and Rollins have a fiery exchange, ending with Rollins nailing a superkick, but Drew rebounds with a massive Glasgow Kiss. Hammerstone & Cage hit a devastating double powerbomb on Cena, but Punk breaks the pin. McIntyre sets up for a Claymore on Cena, but Dom pulls him out of the way at the last second! Finn and Dom become the legal men amid the chaos, though neither seems to realize it immediately. (As the match completely breaks down, the referee loses all control! Punches are flying, bodies are everywhere, and soon, the legal men are forgotten amid the madness!) The Wild Finish: (Finn Balor and Dominik Mysterio somehow find themselves as the legal men. McIntyre lines up for a Claymore, but in the madness, he doesn’t see that Finn is in the way—CLAYMORE TO BALOR! Finn goes down hard!*) (Meanwhile, Dominik stumbles into the ropes and gets clocked by a wild shot from Cage! He collapses, dazed—AND FALLS RIGHT ONTO BALOR! The referee sees the pin and counts!) 1… 2… 3! WINNERS: Seth Rollins, John Cena, CM Punk & Dominik Mysterio (Dominik barely realizes what happened as he groggily gets up. Finn is OUT, and Dom just pinned him! But before Dom can even celebrate—THE BRAWL RESTARTS!) Royal Rumble Preview Madness! (Bodies start flying everywhere as all eight men start throwing hands again! Hammerstone and Cage go after Cena and Punk, McIntyre goes after Rollins, and Dom wisely tries to stay out of the way. But suddenly—BRON BREAKKER AND BRAUN STROWMAN HIT THE RING! They go straight after each other, continuing their war from earlier!) (Not far behind—CHAD GABLE SPRINTS DOWN THE RAMP! Gable takes down McIntyre with a massive rolling German suplex! The ring is absolute mayhem! One by one, superstars start tossing each other over the ropes, previewing the Royal Rumble!) (Cena throws out Hammerstone! Cage tosses Punk! McIntyre dumps out Cena! Gable flips over Cage! Strowman LAUNCHES Breakker! Rollins stands tall, thinking he has survived the madness, looking around at the chaos—) BUT THE MUSIC STOPS—"OTC" HORNS BLARE THROUGH THE ARENA! (The crowd ERUPTS as ROMAN REIGNS steps out onto the stage, his presence immediately stopping everyone in their tracks. He walks down slowly, surveying the carnage before stepping into the ring. Seth Rollins is the last man standing inside—he turns around… and comes face-to-face with the Tribal Chief.) (For a moment, there’s a tense stare-down. Rollins smirks, shaking his head… but before he can react—SUPERMAN PUNCH! Reigns lifts him up… AND TOSSES ROLLINS OVER THE TOP ROPE!) (Roman Reigns stands tall in the center of the ring, completely alone, the undeniable force of dominance. The message is clear—THE TRIBAL CHIEF IS HERE, AND THE ROYAL RUMBLE BELONGS TO HIM!) (The camera lingers on Roman, standing tall over the fallen bodies around the ring as the show fades to black!)

[Bard]

NXT
January 28th, 2025



In-Ring

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(The show kicks off with Meta-Four already standing in the ring, clearly frustrated. Noam Dar, Lash Legend, Oro Mensah, and Jakara Jackson look livid as they hold their Supernova Sessions set hostage.) Noam Dar: "You know what? We’re sick of this disrespect! Week after week, Meta-Four comes out here, putting on the best matches, the best interviews, and the best entertainment in all of NXT… and yet, some nobody keeps getting put in the spotlight over us!" (Lash Legend snatches the mic from Dar, rolling her eyes.) Lash Legend: "And that nobody? That’s YOU, Je’Von Evans! You wanna act like you run things around here? Nah, baby, Meta-Four runs this brand!" (The crowd boos, but Dar waves them off, laughing.) Noam Dar: "So, Je’Von, since you love making moments, let’s make one right now! Get your backside out here and get the beatdown you deserve!" (Before he can continue—“RISE ABOVE” BLARES THROUGH THE ARENA! The crowd ERUPTS as Je’Von Evans steps out onto the stage, looking more than ready for a fight! But before he can say a word—AVA RAINE appears on the Tron!)

Singles Match
Noam Dar vs. Je’Von Evans

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Hot Start! Je’Von wastes no time, sprinting to the ring and immediately taking Dar down with a running shotgun dropkick! Dar scrambles to the corner, but Je’Von stays on him with a flurry of strikes and a standing moonsault! Meta-Four Interference! Oro Mensah and Lash Legend try to distract Je’Von, allowing Dar to hit a sneaky chop block to Je’Von’s leg! Dar goes to work, targeting the knee with stiff kicks and a brutal kneebar attempt, but Je’Von manages to escape! Ref Catches Meta-Four! Jakara Jackson hops onto the apron to interfere, but the referee catches her! The ref ejects ALL of Meta-Four from ringside, leaving Dar in shock as the crowd erupts! Je’Von Fights Back! Dar tries to capitalize, but Je’Von counters a Nova Roller attempt into a Spanish Fly! He follows up with a springboard enzuigiri and sets up for the finish! Skyfall 450! Je’Von heads to the top rope, taking a second to glare at Dar before soaring through the air with the Skyfall 450 Splash! 1-2-3! Winner: Je’Von Evans! (Je’Von celebrates as Dar rolls to the outside, furious. Meta-Four regroups at the ramp, arguing with the ref, while Je’Von smirks and soaks in the crowd’s energy!)

Backstage

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Backstage, Tony D’Angelo and The Family are gathered in their private lounge, discussing business, when yet another mysterious letter arrives. Tony D’Angelo: "Again with these damn papers? I’m gettin’ real tired of this." Stacks picks up the note and unfolds it, his eyes scanning over the words. His expression shifts from confusion to intrigue as he reads it aloud. Stacks: "The winds are changing. The storm is coming. Next week, the world watches as the real best in the game arrives." A brief silence falls over the group as they exchange puzzled glances. Two Dimes: "What the hell does that mean?" Tony D’Angelo: "I don’t know… but whoever’s sending these messages better start speakin’ plain English." Tony snatches the paper, crumpling it in frustration before tossing it aside. Tony D’Angelo: "Enough with the mind games. If this guy wants somethin’, he can come say it to my face. But next week? The NXT North American Championship is on the line, and I don’t back down from a fight. So whoever you are… you better be ready." The Family nods in agreement, but the tension lingers. A storm is indeed coming… and Tony D’Angelo has no idea what—or who—is about to arrive in NXT.

Tag Team Match
Fraxiom vs. No Quarter Catch Crew (Myles Borne & Tavion Heights)

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The action kicks off with high-paced technical wrestling as Axiom and Myles Borne trade holds in the center of the ring. Borne tries to use his grappling expertise to ground Axiom, but Axiom’s agility allows him to escape, hitting a springboard arm drag. Heights tags in, using his power to slow down Frazer with a big overhead suplex. Fraxiom fights back with quick tags and tandem offense, including a double dropkick that sends Borne crashing to the outside. Heights looks to capitalize with a massive powerslam on Axiom, but Axiom counters into a hurricanrana, sending Heights headfirst into the turnbuckle! Frazer follows up with a superkick, and Axiom seals the deal with the Golden Ratio! 1-2-3! Fraxiom wins! Winners: Fraxiom BUT WAIT… WHO IS THAT?! Before Fraxiom can celebrate, The System from TNA storms the ring! JDC (formerly Fandango), Brian Myers, and Eddie Edwards ambush Fraxiom from behind! The crowd is in shock as JDC blindsides Axiom with a brutal lariat, while Myers and Edwards pummel Frazer in the corner. Booker T, Corey Graves, and Vic Joseph are LOSING IT on commentary! Booker T: "Wait, wait, wait—hold up! That’s JDC! That’s Fandango! What the hell is he doin’ here?!" Corey Graves: "And he’s not alone, Booker! That’s Brian Myers! That’s Eddie Edwards! That’s THE SYSTEM from TNA!" Vic Joseph: "They’re making a STATEMENT! What are they doing in NXT?!" JDC grabs a microphone, standing over the fallen Fraxiom. JDC: "The System is here… and NXT will NEVER be the same again." He drops the mic as The System poses, leaving Fraxiom laid out. The TNA invasion has begun!

Backstage

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Backstage at NXT, the camera catches Giulia standing near a wall, adjusting her gear and preparing mentally for the upcoming weeks. The door opens, and in walks Stephanie Vaquer, locking eyes with Giulia for the first time. For a brief moment, the two stare at each other, acknowledging the quiet tension between them — both are top contenders, both have something to prove. Stephanie Vaquer: "You... have the NXT Women's Championship." She looks at Giulia's title belt with respect. "I... will fight for the North American Championship." Giulia: "Yes. Vengeance Day... big day for both of us." Stephanie Vaquer: "You fight... for your honor. I fight for mine." Giulia, nodding, steps closer to Stephanie, offering a confident but sincere look. Giulia: "I wish you luck... for your match, for the North American Championship." Stephanie gives a nod, a quiet smile on her face. Stephanie Vaquer: "And I wish you luck... for the Fatal-Five-Way." Both women exchange a moment of respect, knowing that soon they’ll face their own battles. Giulia eyes her championship one last time before walking off, while Stephanie watches her leave with a determined look in her eyes. Their paths will soon cross in the ring, but for now, they’re simply two stars who know their time is coming.

Singles Match
Ricky Starks vs. Ridge Holland

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The crowd is buzzing as Ricky Saints—formerly known as Ricky Starks—makes his way to the ring for his in-ring debut in NXT. The change in his ring name is quickly addressed by commentary. Vic Joseph: “It’s been a week since Ricky Saints made his debut here in NXT, but tonight is something special. This is his in-ring debut, and let’s not forget—he’s still fresh off that huge contract signing last week, where he, along with Oba Femi and Wardlow, signed the dotted line for a massive NXT Championship match at Vengeance Day in just a few weeks.” Corey Graves: “That’s right, Vic. We’ll see those three titans go head-to-head for the NXT Championship, but tonight it’s about Ricky Saints proving himself here in NXT—he’s already made a splash with that contract signing, but now he’s looking to back it up in the ring.” Booker T: “You’ve got to think Ricky’s feeling the pressure, Corey. There’s a lot of eyes on him tonight, especially with two beasts like Oba Femi and Wardlow waiting for him at Vengeance Day. But first, he has to get through Ridge Holland, and that’s no easy task.” Vic Joseph: “Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve got a special treat tonight! Ricky Saints, who debuted last week as Ricky Starks, is making his in-ring debut tonight. We’ve seen him under a different name before, but tonight, he’s looking to make a fresh start here in NXT, and he's all about paying respect to the great state of Louisiana—his home.” Corey Graves: “That’s right, Vic. Ricky Saints told me earlier today that this isn’t just about a name change—this is about his fresh start. A new chapter in NXT, where he intends to show the world exactly what he’s capable of. And what better place to start than here tonight?” Booker T: “It’s clear that Ricky’s got something to prove tonight, but standing across from him is the powerhouse, Ridge Holland—a big challenge for Ricky, but one that could make a huge statement if he pulls off the win.” The match starts with both men locking up in the middle of the ring. Ridge Holland uses his power to take control early on, showing off his strength with a powerful overhead belly-to-belly suplex. But Ricky Saints uses his speed and agility to avoid a charging Holland, leaping over him and hitting a series of quick strikes. Ricky Saints picks up momentum with a springboard crossbody that sends Ridge Holland crashing to the mat. The crowd is solidly behind Ricky as he showcases his technical prowess, but Holland fights back with a stiff forearm smash to Ricky’s jaw. Wardlow makes his way to the entrance ramp, his imposing figure drawing the attention of both the crowd and Ricky Saints. Commentary points out the added pressure Ricky must be feeling with Wardlow watching from ringside. Corey Graves: “Now, this is interesting. Wardlow has made his way down to the ring to scout Ricky Saints. We all know what’s at stake at Vengeance Day, but this is Ricky’s time to prove himself. Does Wardlow want to send a message?” Booker T: “I’m telling you, Vic, when Wardlow shows up, he’s not just watching. He’s usually making a statement, and tonight he’s keeping a close eye on Ricky.” Ricky Saints uses the distraction to his advantage. He ducks under a clothesline from Ridge Holland and hits a superkick right to Holland’s jaw. The crowd cheers as Ricky follows up with a moonsault off the middle rope, landing flush on Holland for a near-fall. The end of the match comes when Ricky Saints hits a spinning heel kick followed by his signature Saints Special (modified DDT). 1-2-3! As Ricky Saints celebrates his victory in the ring, the camera pans to the entrance where Oba Femi stands, clapping slowly from the top of the ramp. His presence is unmistakable, and the crowd responds with mixed reactions—some cheering, some booing. Booker T: “There’s Oba Femi! He’s been watching Ricky from the moment he stepped into NXT, and tonight, he’s giving him his due respect after that impressive victory. But let me tell you something—Oba Femi is a dangerous champion. He’s not here to play.” Corey Graves: “And don’t forget, we’ve got Wardlow already watching from ringside. With Oba Femi and Wardlow both in the picture, Ricky Saints has a huge mountain to climb at Vengeance Day. But if tonight is any indication, he’s ready for the challenge.”

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The camera cuts backstage to a tense confrontation between Ethan Page and Lexis King. The two men are in the midst of an intense argument, each one standing face-to-face, with their eyes burning with animosity. Ethan Page: “You think you can just stroll in here and play this game, huh? You’re a joke, Lexis.” Lexis King: “A joke? You’re the one who’s been stuck in mediocrity for years, Page. I’m here to change the game, and whether you like it or not, you’re just a stepping stone.” Corey Graves (on commentary): “You can feel the tension between these two. Ethan Page is no stranger to controversy, but Lexis King is a different breed. He's not afraid to mix it up, and we’re seeing that firsthand tonight.” Vic Joseph (on commentary): “These two men are at a boiling point, Corey. There’s a lot of bad blood here, and I’m not sure how long it’s going to take before these two end up throwing hands.” Without warning, Ethan Page shoves Lexis King into a stack of equipment, sending boxes and crates toppling to the ground. Lexis King retaliates quickly, throwing a wild punch that lands on Page's jaw. A scuffle breaks out between the two, with neither backing down. They exchange a few blows before security rushes in to separate them, pushing them apart. Security guard: “Hey! Knock it off, both of you! This isn’t the place for this!” The camera cuts to the security team forcing both men away from each other. Ethan Page glares at Lexis King as they’re pulled apart, both clearly itching to continue the fight. Corey Graves: “Tensions have reached a boiling point between these two. The war of words turned physical tonight, but I don’t think we’ve seen the last of this rivalry.” – The screen flickers on, revealing a dark, quiet warehouse. The only light comes from a single overhead bulb, casting long shadows across the cold concrete floor. Slowly, the camera pans across the room to reveal four figures, standing side by side. Their faces are half-covered by black, tactical-style masks, and their eyes—cold, focused—are the only visible parts of their faces. They remain silent, their presence commanding, as the camera draws closer. The first figure steps forward, their stance exuding confidence and strength. Their voice is low, clear, and unwavering. [Masked Figure 1:] “NXT... you’ve been living in your little bubble, thinking everything is just fine. But that’s about to change. The real power is about to take control.” The second figure steps up, the tone of their voice sharp and full of purpose. [Masked Figure 2:] “We’re not here for your approval. We’re not here to ask for permission. We’re here to take what’s ours. We’re here to show you what real power looks like.” The camera shifts, revealing the third figure, who speaks with a calm intensity, their words deliberate. [Masked Figure 3:] “For too long, this place has been run by those who don’t understand what it means to be elite. We’ve watched, waited, and now… we take.” The fourth figure takes a step forward, their voice more forceful, full of conviction. [Masked Figure 4:] “This is just the beginning. We’re not here for titles. We’re not here for fame. We’re here to build something new. A foundation built on strength. A foundation built on unity.” The group stands together, their bodies angled toward the camera, united in purpose. They raise their fists in unison, solidifying their bond and their intent. [Masked Figure 1:] “You’ve been warned. You can try to stop us, but we’ll be here, standing strong, until NXT is ours.” They all take a single step forward together, their footsteps in perfect unison, like a single, unstoppable force. [All Four Figures (in unison):] "We are the foundation." The screen goes black, leaving the haunting sound of their footsteps echoing in the silence. Corey Graves: “What... just happened, Vic? Four masked individuals—who are they? What do they want?” Vic Joseph: “This is unlike anything we’ve seen before, Corey. They say they’re here to take control, to build something new. But who are they? And how will NXT respond?” Corey Graves: “I don’t know, Vic, but this group… they mean business. And I’m not sure anyone in NXT is prepared for what’s coming next.”

Tag Team Match
Zaria & Sol Ruca vs. Roxanne Perez & Cora Jade

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The match kicks off with Zaria and Cora Jade facing off, and right away, it’s clear that both women are in it to win. Cora tries to outmaneuver Zaria, but the powerhouse hits a massive shoulder block. Corey Graves: “Zaria’s power game is unmatched, but Cora Jade is no slouch either. This match is heating up!” Roxanne Perez tags in, taking control with fast-paced offense. Zaria tries to fight back but is overpowered by the speed of Perez and the teamwork between Cora and Roxanne. Sol Ruca is pacing at ringside, trying to find a way to help her partner. Then, out of nowhere, Giulia walks down the ramp, her eyes locked on the ring. She attempts to stop Roxanne from cheating, but in doing so, she inadvertently distracts Sol Ruca. Vic Joseph: “Giulia didn’t mean to distract Ruca, but it’s certainly having an impact on the match.” Zaria charges at Cora Jade with a spear, but Ruca is distracted by Giulia and ends up taking the spear from Zaria by mistake! Sol struggles to recover, but Roxanne Perez and Cora Jade seize the moment, hitting a double-team maneuver on Sol Ruca and pinning her. Referee: “1... 2... 3!” Winners: Roxanne Perez & Cora Jade After the match, Zaria stands in disbelief. Her anger grows as she watches Giulia, who is still at ringside, attempting to explain herself. Zaria storms over to Giulia, hitting her with a brutal F-6! Vic Joseph: “Zaria has snapped! She’s taking out her frustration on Giulia!” As the crowd roars, Zaria storms off, leaving Giulia on the mat, seething with anger. The show ends with Zaria heading up the ramp, her fury far from over.

[Bard]

Friday Night SmackDown
January 31st, 2025
USA Network



Singles Match
Jey Uso vs. Santos Escobar

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The arena erupts as Jey Uso makes his signature entrance through the crowd, hyping up the WWE Universe. The fans chant “YEET! YEET!” as Jey hops the barricade and slides into the ring, eyes locked with intensity. Wade Barrett: “Listen to this reaction! Jey Uso is one of the hottest Superstars heading into the Royal Rumble!” Joe Tessitore: “There’s an electricity in the air tonight! Jey Uso is looking to make a major statement before the Rumble!” Just then, Legado del Fantasma’s music hits, and out comes Santos Escobar, flanked by Joaquin Wilde & Cruz Del Toro. With a smug grin, Escobar walks to the ring, ready to prove himself against one of WWE’s biggest stars. The bell rings, and Jey starts off hot, overwhelming Escobar with fast-paced offense. Santos slows the momentum with a brutal backbreaker, then taunts the crowd. Jey battles back with a series of strikes, followed by his signature hip attack in the corner! Near fall! Escobar counters a Samoan Drop into a poison rana, nearly stealing the win! Joaquin Wilde jumps on the apron, but Jey knocks him off! Escobar rolls up Jey with his feet on the ropes—but the ref catches it! Superkick from Jey! He climbs to the top rope—USO SPLASH! 1... 2... 3! Jey Uso wins! Joe Tessitore: “Jey Uso picks up the win, and you can feel it—this man is ready for the Rumble!” Wade Barrett: “Escobar gave him a fight, but Jey Uso is locked in! Could this be his year?” Jey stands tall, pointing at the Royal Rumble banner, sending a clear message: he’s coming for the main event of WrestleMania.

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As Jey Uso soaks in the energy of the WWE Universe, pointing at the Royal Rumble banner, the celebration is cut short! BAM! Carmelo Hayes blindsides Jey from behind with a steel chair to the back! The new United States Champion stands over Jey, smirking as the crowd erupts in boos. Joe Tessitore: “Oh, come on! Jey Uso just went through a hard-fought battle, and now Carmelo Hayes is taking advantage!” Wade Barrett: “This is what makes Carmelo dangerous! He’s sending a message—he’s the new United States Champion, and he’s NOT letting anyone overlook him!” Melo picks up Jey and drives him into the mat with a devastating Nothing But Net! He then lifts his United States Championship high in the air, standing over Jey’s fallen body. Carmelo Hayes: “I don’t miss, Jey! And you just got reminded why ‘Melo don’t play!’” The crowd rains down boos, but Carmelo soaks it in, making it clear—he’s here to make a statement, and nobody is stopping him on his road to WrestleMania!

Backstage

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Megan Morant: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the NEW United States Champion… Zelina Vega!” Zelina Vega steps into the frame, proudly holding her United States Championship over her shoulder, still beaming from her huge victory over Chelsea Green at Saturday Night Main Event. Before she can speak, Chelsea Green and Piper Niven storm onto the scene, clearly not in the mood. Chelsea Green: “Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me! Megan, WHY are we wasting valuable air time on this… this LITTLE THIEF?!” Zelina Vega: “Thief? Chelsea, I didn’t steal anything. I just did what you couldn’t do—win when it actually mattered.” Chelsea scoffs and waves her hand dramatically. Chelsea Green: “EXCUSE ME?! I was ROBBED! That match should have been restarted, there was CLEAR referee bias, and I—” Zelina Vega: “Let me guess, you want a rematch?” Chelsea smirks. Chelsea Green: “Oh honey, that’s cute. But no, no, I have something bigger in mind. Because unlike you, I actually have a backup plan. Right, Piper?” Piper steps forward, towering over Zelina as Chelsea grins behind her. Chelsea Green: “So enjoy that title while you can, Zelina. Because soon, it's coming home to a real champion.” Zelina doesn’t back down, tilting her head with a smirk. Zelina Vega: “You want to send your bodyguard after me? Fine. Just make sure you’re watching closely when I drop her just like I did to you.” Piper glares as Chelsea huffs, flipping her hair dramatically before storming off. Zelina stands firm, clutching her United States Championship tighter as the tension builds!

Singles Match
Alex Shelley w/Chris Sabin vs. Johnny Gargano w/Tommaso Ciampa

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The match starts with a fast-paced chain wrestling exchange, with Shelley and Gargano showing their technical prowess. Shelley tries to target Gargano’s arm early, looking to soften it up for the Border City Stretch. Gargano fights back with a springboard spear, taking Shelley down for a near-fall! Chris Sabin causes a distraction at ringside, allowing Shelley to hit a Dragon Screw into the ropes, taking control of the match. Ciampa and Sabin start arguing at ringside, leading to Ciampa shoving Sabin, causing a brief moment of chaos. Shelley looks for Sliced Bread #2, but Gargano counters into the Garga-No Escape! Sabin jumps onto the apron! Ciampa yanks him down, the two start brawling at ringside! Shelley rolls Gargano into a pinning combination, but Johnny kicks out! Gargano dodges a superkick, hits a superkick of his own, and follows it up with One Final Beat! Winner: Johnny Gargano via Pinfall Post-Match: As Gargano and Ciampa celebrate, Sabin cheap-shots Ciampa from behind! Motor City Machine Guns start beating down DIY! Shelley and Sabin hit the ASCS Rush on Ciampa! Before they can do further damage, Gargano pulls Ciampa out of the ring, retreating up the ramp! Both teams stare each other down, the intensity growing ahead of their Tag Team Championship showdown at the Royal Rumble! Wade Barrett: “If this match was just a taste of what’s to come, we are in for a tag team wrestling classic at the Royal Rumble!” Joe Tessitore: “Absolutely, Wade! DIY versus The Motor City Machine Guns is shaping up to be one of the most anticipated matches on the card!”

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Jimmy Uso is seen in the locker room, taping his wrists, still frustrated from his loss to Omos last week. Damian Priest walks in, smirking as he leans against the locker. Damian Priest: “Rough week for you, huh? First Omos drops you, then I drop Omos. Looks like you need to step it up, Uce.” Jimmy scoffs, rolling his eyes. Jimmy Uso: “Man, keep talking. I ain’t the one who’s gonna get embarrassed at the Rumble.” Before Priest can respond, the room goes silent as a massive shadow looms over them. Omos steps in, towering over both men, his intense stare locked on Priest. Omos: “You think what you did last week matters? Try doing it when it counts.” Priest smirks, unfazed, stepping closer to Omos. Damian Priest: “Oh, I will. And when I do, you’re gonna hit the floor just like last week.” Omos clenches his fists, but Jimmy steps between them. Jimmy Uso: “Nah, nah, y’all wanna throw hands, wait till Saturday. But lemme remind you both—when that bell rings, only one man’s hand gets raised… and you lookin’ at him.” Priest laughs, shaking his head. Omos simply stares them both down before turning and walking away. The tension is at an all-time high as the Royal Rumble looms!

Elsewhere Backstage

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Jacob Fatu & Tama Tonga are walking backstage, moving with that undeniable swagger, draped in their fight-ready energy. The camera follows them as they head toward gorilla, their voices echoing in the halls. Tama Tonga: “YEYEYEYEYE! It’s ‘bout that time, Uce. Time to put these boys on notice. Jimmy, Priest, y’all steppin’ in with straight savages tonight. Ain’t no runnin’, ain’t no hidin’.” Jacob Fatu smacks his chest, locked in. Jacob Fatu: “Yaddamean?! Jimmy, my Uso… we go way back, yeah? But you been movin’ funny. Like you forgot where you came from. Like you forgot who put in that real work! Priest? Man, I sent you flyin’ last week, and guess what? I’ma do it again!” Tama grins, hyping him up. Tama Tonga: “Talk yo’ talk, Uce! These boys think they untouchable, but what they gon’ do when the real ones pull up?” Jacob Fatu leans into the camera, eyes locked in. Jacob Fatu: “They gon’ fold. They gon’ break. And when that bell ring? They gon’ find out what happens when you step to us. No games. No mercy. All action. Yaddamean?!” Tama does the “YEYEYEYEYE” as they reach gorilla, chest bumping before storming through the curtain.

Tag Team Match
Damian Priest & Jimmy Uso vs. Jacob Fatu & Tama Tonga

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The match kicks off with intensity as Jimmy and Tama start things off, exchanging heavy strikes in the center of the ring. Jimmy gets the upper hand with a superkick, but Tama fires back with a sharp Tongan Twist, planting him on the mat. Tag to Fatu—Jimmy scrambles to Priest, and now the two powerhouses stand toe-to-toe! Priest lands a series of kicks, but Fatu absorbs them and levels him with a massive running shoulder tackle. Tama and Fatu isolate Priest, working him over with quick tags and vicious offense, keeping the Archer of Infamy grounded. Priest finally breaks free, countering a Samoan Drop into a big leaping DDT before making the hot tag to Jimmy! Jimmy flies in with a series of clotheslines, a pop-up Samoan Drop to Tama, and a big corner splash on Fatu! CHAOS ENSUES—Fatu and Priest spill to the outside, throwing bombs at each other. Tama counters a superkick from Jimmy, setting him up for Fatu to charge in with a brutal pop-up Samoan Drop! Fatu heads to the top rope… MOONSAULT CONNECTS! 1… 2… 3! Jacob Fatu & Tama Tonga win! Fatu and Tama stand tall, nodding to each other as Jimmy rolls out of the ring, dazed. Priest looks frustrated outside, realizing they got caught slipping tonight. The Samoan wrecking crew just made a big statement ahead of the Royal Rumble!

Backstage

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[Kevin Owens is seen leaning against a wall, visibly frustrated, as Sami Zayn walks by, heading towards the locker room. Kevin quickly catches his attention.] Kevin Owens: Yo, Sami. I know you're trying to stay out of all this, but this isn't just about me and Cody anymore. It's about us. It's about everything we've been through together. Sami Zayn (pauses, sighing): Kev, I know what you're saying, but... I don't want to get caught up in this ladder match. I’m trying to focus on what's best for me, what's best for us. Kevin Owens (steps closer, a bit more intense): You're my best friend, Sami. I’ve fought alongside you, bled with you... all I'm asking is for you to have my back one last time. We’re better when we’re together. Sami Zayn (shakes his head): I get it. I really do, but... This is different. I can’t be the guy who keeps getting involved in every fight you have, Kev. Kevin Owens (with a sarcastic tone): Oh look, it’s the “true” WWE Champion himself. Cody Rhodes (smirks): You can keep calling me that, Kev, but I think we both know I’m the one who’s going to walk out with that title at the end of the night. Whether you like it or not, this is about me and you climbing that ladder, fighting for a championship that’s rightfully mine. Kevin Owens (steps forward, face-to-face with Cody): You talk about it being your time, Cody. But I’ve been here. I’ve fought harder than anyone for years. So if you think this is going to be easy, you’re in for a rude awakening. Cody Rhodes (nods): I don’t take anything for granted, Kev. But you’ll soon realize, sometimes... sometimes the right man climbs that ladder and takes it all. Kevin Owens: Whatever happens in that match, Cody... just know I’m coming for that title. Don’t think for a second that I won’t fight tooth and nail for it. Cody Rhodes (smiling confidently): We’ll see, Kev. We’ll see.

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[Camera cuts backstage, where Tiffany Stratton is seen standing confidently in front of a mirror, adjusting her gear, as she speaks to the camera.] Tiffany Stratton: It doesn't matter who wins the Royal Rumble. Tiffany Stratton (pauses, smirking): I’m already the most dominant force in this division. The Rumble? That's just another stepping stone for me. Whether it’s the Rumble, the championship, or anything else... nothing compares to what I can do in that ring. Tiffany Stratton (walks closer to the camera, with more intensity): So, whoever wins, whoever thinks they're walking out of that match as a champion, let me tell you something. It’s cute. It's adorable. But when the dust settles, it’ll be me on top. It’ll be Tiffany Stratton as the face of this division, running the show like I always have. Tiffany Stratton (pauses, glancing to the side, and smirking again): So go ahead. Fight, scratch, and claw your way to the Rumble, but just know... I'm already where you want to be. Tiffany Stratton (turns and walks off confidently as the camera fades to black).

Six-Women Tag Team Match
Candice LeRae, Nia Jax, & Piper Niven w/Chelsea Green vs. Zelina Vega, Michin, & B-Fab

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The match kicks off with Candice LeRae and Michin facing off. Candice uses her agility to dodge Michin's attacks, hitting a springboard dropkick for an early near-fall. Wade Barrett: Candice LeRae showing off that quickness, but Michin isn’t backing down. It’s been a fast-paced start! Michin tags in B-Fab, who goes for a big clothesline, but Candice ducks it and tags in Nia Jax. Nia enters with dominance, using her size and strength to overpower B-Fab. Joe Tessitore: And here comes Nia Jax—this is where things get heavy! She’s bulldozing through B-Fab right now! Nia hits a Samoan Drop on B-Fab, but before she can capitalize, Zelina Vega distracts the referee from the outside, giving B-Fab a chance to tag in Michin. Nia hits a big splash in the corner on Michin, but Michin rolls out of the way. Piper Niven tags in and takes control, overwhelming Michin with a series of power moves. Michin and B-Fab double-team Nia, hitting a dropkick and enzuigiri combo, but Nia powers out and tags in Piper Niven. Wade Barrett: Now Piper Niven’s in, and she’s just as dangerous as Nia! Both of these women are powerhouses in their own right! Piper Niven goes for a big splash in the corner on Michin, but Michin rolls out of the way. Piper crashes into the turnbuckles. Michin tags in Zelina Vega. Zelina hits a beautiful hurricanrana on Piper Niven, followed by a standing moonsault for a near-fall. Candice LeRae runs in to break it up. Joe Tessitore: Zelina Vega with some incredible offense right there, but Piper Niven is tough to keep down! The chaos escalates as all six women get involved. Candice LeRae hits a spinning DDT on Zelina, while B-Fab and Michin take on Nia and Piper outside the ring. In the ring, Candice hits a missile dropkick on Zelina. Zelina tries to fight back but is caught by Nia Jax, who slams her to the mat with a huge powerslam. Candice quickly climbs the top rope and hits a beautiful moonsault on Zelina, securing the pin. Wade Barrett: That’s it! What a finish from Candice LeRae, and the team of Nia Jax, Piper Niven, and Candice LeRae pick up the victory! Joe Tessitore: An incredible showing from the powerhouses on that team, Wade. They really dominated the action tonight! As the bell rings, the victors celebrate with Chelsea Green at ringside, while the defeated team regroups outside, clearly frustrated by the loss.

In-Ring Segment

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Uncle Howdy stands in the center of the ring, his body tense, his eyes darting around. The eerie presence of his unsettling mood fills the arena. His movements become erratic as he paces back and forth, muttering to himself, his paranoia seeping through. Uncle Howdy: “Where are you? Where’s everyone gone?! What have you done to me?!” The camera zooms in on Howdy's face, his eyes wide with a mix of rage and confusion. The Wyatt Sicks in the background remain still, their heads down, and they seem increasingly restless, sensing the disturbance in Howdy's mind. Suddenly, the TitanTron flickers and glitches. The crowd goes silent as the screen shows a scene of fire raging inside a forest, crackling and consuming the surroundings. The flames twist and writhe, as though alive, before a distorted laugh echoes through the arena, sending a chill down the spine of every fan in attendance. Voice (Distorted Laugh): “YOU CAN’T ESCAPE THE FLAMES...” The arena is eerily quiet, the air thick with tension. Uncle Howdy's face turns pale with rage and fear. He steps forward in the ring, shaking his head violently, trying to make sense of what he just saw. His breath becomes shallow and heavy. Uncle Howdy: “Who’s doing this?! WHO?! SHOW YOURSELF!” The lights in the arena flicker again, casting an unsettling glow across the ring. The crowd is on edge, wondering if something is about to happen. Howdy glares at the TitanTron, looking for any sign of an answer, but nothing happens. The lights return to normal, and the tension in the air doesn't fully dissipate. Uncle Howdy is visibly rattled, his hand gripping the ropes tightly as he tries to regain control, his breathing still heavy. Uncle Howdy: “You think you can just come into my world and toy with me? You think you can break me? I’m not afraid of your flames... I’ve lived in them for years!” As he speaks, there’s a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes, as though he's trying to convince himself more than the crowd. The Wyatt Sicks in the background grow more restless, sensing their leader’s deteriorating state. Uncle Howdy: “No more games... No more tricks. You want to play in the flames? I’ll bring the inferno to you. I’ll burn it all down... and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.” He pauses, looking back at the TitanTron one last time, but no response comes. The screen stays blank, the fire scene gone. Uncle Howdy: “I’ll find you... wherever you are. And when I do, there will be nowhere to hide. Not even in your flames.” The lights flicker once more, the haunting echo of a laugh lingering in the air as Uncle Howdy stares out into the crowd, still unsure of what’s happening next. The Wyatt Sicks look on as their leader stands in the ring, consumed by his paranoia as the show goes to black.

[Bard]

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