EAM Promotions - Season 17

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Camera opens in a dimly lit backstage area. Taz is pacing slowly. No smile. No jokes. Just pure intensity.

Taz:
“Two weeks ago… my son walked into that ring and did the impossible. He beat Walter for the EAM Television Championship.”

He nods, jaw tight.

Taz:
“And what did Walter do afterwards, huh? He couldn’t handle it. He couldn’t stand it. So he snapped… and he tried to end my son”

Taz steps closer to the camera, voice rising.

Taz:
“He didn’t just attack him... He dropped him, and mauled him, and then he put my boy through the announce table like he was nothin’!”

He exhales sharply, regaining control.

Taz:
“I went to the GM's office. I said ‘do somethin’ about this.’ And he told me… if I got a problem…”

He cracks his neck...

Taz:
“ I should handle it myself.”

Taz smirks. A cold and calculated smile on his face.

Taz:
“And you know what? That’s exactly what I was hopin’ he’d say.”

He points directly into the camera.

Taz:
“So pay attention Walter, because at the upcoming PPV, you ain’t gettin’ Hook and a rematch for the title....”

He cracks his knuckles...

Taz:
“You’re gettin’ me!”

His voice drops to a dangerous tone then...

Taz:
“You wanted to make an example outta my son? …now I’m gonna make one outta you.”

Taz steps back, throwing up his signature pose.

Taz:
“Beat me if you can, survive if I let you.”

We cut to the Jamboree vignette.....


Show opens in the arena where Jon Moxley has already made his way to the ring. He cut's a promo, asking rhetorically what a legend like himself has to do to get some recognition and a bloody title shot around here? He get's interrupted when John Cena's music cranks the arena speakers, getting a huge pop from the crowd. Cena walks out on the stage with a microphone in his hand, ready to cut a promo himself. He explains to Moxley that he understand how Moxley feels, as that's the backside of being a veteran and legend of this business. There is nothing left for him to do right? Nothing more for him to prove? If so, why don't he prove himself and his point by defeating Cena in a match, right now?

Singles Matchup
Jon Moxley Vs John Cena


As we get back from commercial break, we head backstage where The Leader of The Bullet Club; Kenny Omega gives his boys Finn and AJ a pep-talk before their match tonight, explaining to them how important it is for them to win tonights match, so the other members understands they haven't lost all motivation. It's also important for their faction to maintain the status as one of the most powerful factions in the history of the business.....


Tag Team Matchup
The Broken Hardyz (Broken Matt & Brother Nero) Vs Prince Devitt & AJ Styles


Before we cut to commercial break we go backstage where the camera's hook up with Cm Punk and his wife AJ Lee. They are currently making out backstage when their session is brutally interrupted by the two people who has been a thorn in their side for weeks at this point. And still, even though Punk and Lee has shown themselves superior to them, Johnny Gargano and Candice LeRae can't help themselves, continiously being tiresome and provoking. This time is no exception. It ends with Punk holding AJ Lee back as she snaps, ready to not only kick Candice's ass once more, but also willing to give Gargano a boot as well.... We cut to commercial break as security comes to the scene....


As we get back from commercial break, we go backstage where Amy Rose is about to interview Logan Paul about the incident that took place in the parking lot last week.

Amy Rose:
“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… Logan Paul.”

Logan Paul steps into frame, wearing expensive shades despite being indoors. There’s a noticeable edge to him tonight—less smirk, more tension.

Amy Rose:
“Logan, last week in the parking lot, you were brutally assaulted by Rex Steiner, who threw you through a car window. The footage has gone viral worldwide. My question is—how are you responding to that attack?”

Logan opens his mouth to speak but suddenly, another figure slides into frame, adjusting his cuffs and inserting himself between Logan and Amy.*

Aaron Stevens:
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa… let’s just slow this entire situation down.”

He gently lowers Amy’s microphone… then raises it back toward himself.

Aaron Stevens:
“First of all, Amy, with all due respect… that question? Completely inappropriate. Completely lacking in professionalism. And quite frankly… beneath a global megastar of Logan’s magnitude.”

Logan nods slightly behind him, letting Stevens take over.

Aaron Stevens:
“You don’t just ambush a man—an international icon, a media mogul, a once-in-a-generation athlete—and ask him to relive trauma like that.”

He gestures toward Logan dramatically.

Aaron Stevens_
“This man was not ‘attacked’… he was the victim of a calculated, jealous, barbaric assault by a man who cannot stand the spotlight shining anywhere but himself.”

Amy Rose (trying to interject):
“I—”

Aaron Stevens (cutting her off):
“No, no, no, you’ve said quite enough.”

He turns fully toward the camera now.

Aaron Stevens:
“Let’s call it what it is. Rex Steiner didn’t make a statement… he committed an act of desperation. Because deep down, he knows he cannot compete with Logan Paul on any level—athletically, commercially, or culturally.”

Logan smirks slightly now, confidence returning.

Aaron Stevens:
“And as Logan’s official advisor—his strategist, his guide, his manager—I am here to ensure that what happened last week, never happens again”

Amy Rose:
“So Logan, do you—”

Aaron Stevens (again stepping in):
“What Logan will do… is handle this situation on his terms. Not in a parking lot. Not like some common street fight.”

He straightens his jacket.

Aaron Stevens:
“But in a controlled environment…where the entire world can witness the consequences of Rex Steiner’s actions.”

Finally, Stevens steps slightly aside, gesturing grandly to Logan.

Aaron Stevens:
“If—and only if—Logan chooses to speak.”

Logan slowly lowers his sunglasses, staring directly into the camera. He takes a breath…then smirks.

Logan Paul:
“Rex… you should’ve made sure I stayed down.”

Logan puts his sunglasses back on and walks off. Stevens lingers just long enough to give a smug nod before following. Amy watches them leave.

Amy Rose:
“Uhh…Back to you boys”

We cut back to the arena and our commentators Bryan and Nigel, as we are about to get our main event of the night....


Tag Team Matchup
Eli Drake & Orange Cassidy Vs Seth Rollins & Will Ospreay

[Vikingsfan88]

Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Camera opens in a dimly lit backstage area. Taz is pacing slowly. No smile. No jokes. Just pure intensity.

Taz:
“Two weeks ago… my son walked into that ring and did the impossible. He beat Walter for the EAM Television Championship.”

He nods, jaw tight.

Taz:
“And what did Walter do afterwards, huh? He couldn’t handle it. He couldn’t stand it. So he snapped… and he tried to end my son”

Taz steps closer to the camera, voice rising.

Taz:
“He didn’t just attack him... He dropped him, and mauled him, and then he put my boy through the announce table like he was nothin’!”

He exhales sharply, regaining control.

Taz:
“I went to the GM's office. I said ‘do somethin’ about this.’ And he told me… if I got a problem…”

He cracks his neck...

Taz:
“ I should handle it myself.”

Taz smirks. A cold and calculated smile on his face.

Taz:
“And you know what? That’s exactly what I was hopin’ he’d say.”

He points directly into the camera.

Taz:
“So pay attention Walter, because at the upcoming PPV, you ain’t gettin’ Hook and a rematch for the title....”

He cracks his knuckles...

Taz:
“You’re gettin’ me!”

His voice drops to a dangerous tone then...

Taz:
“You wanted to make an example outta my son? …now I’m gonna make one outta you.”

Taz steps back, throwing up his signature pose.

Taz:
“Beat me if you can, survive if I let you.”

We cut to the Jamboree vignette.....


Show opens in the arena where Jon Moxley has already made his way to the ring. He cut's a promo, asking rhetorically what a legend like himself has to do to get some recognition and a bloody title shot around here? He get's interrupted when John Cena's music cranks the arena speakers, getting a huge pop from the crowd. Cena walks out on the stage with a microphone in his hand, ready to cut a promo himself. He explains to Moxley that he understand how Moxley feels, as that's the backside of being a veteran and legend of this business. There is nothing left for him to do right? Nothing more for him to prove? If so, why don't he prove himself and his point by defeating Cena in a match, right now?

Singles Matchup
Jon Moxley Vs John Cena

The atmosphere is electric the match starts iwth Cena looking for a standard lockup, but Moxley immediately flips the script, drilling Cena with a stiff forearm that splits the veteran’s lip. The match spills outside early, where Moxley’s chaotic style takes over. He whips Cena into the steel steps and begins biting at Cena’s forehead, discarding the "Hustle, Loyalty, Respect" rulebook entirely.

Cena, ever the resilient warrior, finds his opening after a desperate back body drop on the floor. Back in the ring, he initiates the "Five Moves of Doom." The crowd roars as he hits the shoulder tackles and the Protoplex. He signals for the Five Knuckle Shuffle, but as he drops the fist, Moxley rolls into a crucifix pin for a near-fall.

Frustrated, Cena hoist Moxley up for the Attitude Adjustment. Moxley wriggles free, landing on his feet and connecting with a king-size lariat that turns Cena inside out. Moxley scales the ropes, but Cena catches him mid-air, transitioning instantly into the STF. Moxley screams in pain, crawling toward the ropes, his fingers clawing at the canvas until he finally breaks the hold.

Cena goes for a second AA, but Moxley counters with a rake to the eyes. While the ref is distracted, Moxley delivers a low blow. He hooks Cena’s arms, pulling him into the Death Rider. Cena kicks out at 2.9, leaving the arena in shock. Moxley, unhinged, doesn’t wait. He drags Cena up, looks him dead in the eye, and spikes him with a second, high-angle Death Rider onto a discarded steel chair. 1—2—3. Moxley stands over the fallen legend, a bloody grin on his face.

Winner: Jon Moxley


As we get back from commercial break, we head backstage where The Leader of The Bullet Club; Kenny Omega gives his boys Finn and AJ a pep-talk before their match tonight, explaining to them how important it is for them to win tonights match, so the other members understands they haven't lost all motivation. It's also important for their faction to maintain the status as one of the most powerful factions in the history of the business.....


Tag Team Matchup
The Broken Hardyz (Broken Matt & Brother Nero) Vs Prince Devitt & AJ Styles

The "Expedition of Gold" meets the "Phenomenal" and the "Real Rock 'n' Rolla." Matt Hardy starts the match by "deleting" the air, while Devitt mocks him with a too-cool-for-school pose. The technical brilliance of Styles and Devitt early on keeps Brother Nero isolated. They cut the ring in half, utilizing quick tags and devastating double-stomp variations.

Just as Nero manages a hot tag to Matt, the arena lights momentarily flicker a strange, neon green. Kenny Omega appears at ringside, shouting instructions to his Bullet Club allies. Matt Hardy begins biting AJ’s fingers, shouting about "Vessels" and "Premonitions."

Nero ascends for the Swanton Bomb, but Omega jumps on the apron to distract the referee. In his other hand, Omega holds a mysterious jar—supposedly "blessed" or "cursed" by a certain very nice, very evil entity he met backstage. As Devitt holds Matt Hardy for a Styles Clash, Omega attempts to throw a handful of "cursed powder" into Matt’s eyes.

Suddenly, the jar vibrates violently in Omega’s hand. Instead of hitting Matt, a gust of wind—seemingly from nowhere—blows the powder directly into the faces of Styles and Devitt. The two legends recoil, clutching their eyes as they begin to bark like dogs and flap their arms uncontrollably. Omega looks at his hands in horror.

"The Curse!" Matt Hardy laughs maniacally. Taking advantage of the supernatural chaos, Nero hits a Twist of Fate on Devitt, and Matt follows with one on Styles. Nero soars with the Swanton, crashing down on Devitt. 1—2—3. The Broken Hardyz vanish into the shadows as the "cursed" Styles and Devitt roll around the ring in confusion.

Winners: The Broken Hardyz (Broken Matt & Brother Nero)

Omega rushes into the ring, hands raised. "AJ! Devitt! It was the jar! It wasn't me, it was the curse of the pointed-toe man!"

The lights flicker violently. The haunting theme of the Bullet Club echoes. From the entrance way, Marty Scurll, Adam Cole, and Jay White emerge, looking disgusted. Scurll leads the way, leaning on his umbrella. He stops at the apron and grabs a microphone.

"Look at you lot," Scurll sneers, his voice dripping with venom. "The 'Elite,' the 'Phenomenal,' and the 'Prince.' You’ve become a circus act. You’re not leaders; you’re embarrassments. Bullet Club is about gold and cold-blooded efficiency, not barking like dogs because of a fairy tale. You’ve lost your way, and frankly, you’re all beneath us now."

White and Cole share a cold smirk. Without a physical strike, the three turn their backs and leave the legends standing in the ring, humiliated and fractured.

Before we cut to commercial break we go backstage where the camera's hook up with Cm Punk and his wife AJ Lee. They are currently making out backstage when their session is brutally interrupted by the two people who has been a thorn in their side for weeks at this point. And still, even though Punk and Lee has shown themselves superior to them, Johnny Gargano and Candice LeRae can't help themselves, continiously being tiresome and provoking. This time is no exception. It ends with Punk holding AJ Lee back as she snaps, ready to not only kick Candice's ass once more, but also willing to give Gargano a boot as well.... We cut to commercial break as security comes to the scene....


As we get back from commercial break, we go backstage where Amy Rose is about to interview Logan Paul about the incident that took place in the parking lot last week.

Amy Rose:
“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… Logan Paul.”

Logan Paul steps into frame, wearing expensive shades despite being indoors. There’s a noticeable edge to him tonight—less smirk, more tension.

Amy Rose:
“Logan, last week in the parking lot, you were brutally assaulted by Rex Steiner, who threw you through a car window. The footage has gone viral worldwide. My question is—how are you responding to that attack?”

Logan opens his mouth to speak but suddenly, another figure slides into frame, adjusting his cuffs and inserting himself between Logan and Amy.*

Aaron Stevens:
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa… let’s just slow this entire situation down.”

He gently lowers Amy’s microphone… then raises it back toward himself.

Aaron Stevens:
“First of all, Amy, with all due respect… that question? Completely inappropriate. Completely lacking in professionalism. And quite frankly… beneath a global megastar of Logan’s magnitude.”

Logan nods slightly behind him, letting Stevens take over.

Aaron Stevens:
“You don’t just ambush a man—an international icon, a media mogul, a once-in-a-generation athlete—and ask him to relive trauma like that.”

He gestures toward Logan dramatically.

Aaron Stevens_
“This man was not ‘attacked’… he was the victim of a calculated, jealous, barbaric assault by a man who cannot stand the spotlight shining anywhere but himself.”

Amy Rose (trying to interject):
“I—”

Aaron Stevens (cutting her off):
“No, no, no, you’ve said quite enough.”

He turns fully toward the camera now.

Aaron Stevens:
“Let’s call it what it is. Rex Steiner didn’t make a statement… he committed an act of desperation. Because deep down, he knows he cannot compete with Logan Paul on any level—athletically, commercially, or culturally.”

Logan smirks slightly now, confidence returning.

Aaron Stevens:
“And as Logan’s official advisor—his strategist, his guide, his manager—I am here to ensure that what happened last week, never happens again”

Amy Rose:
“So Logan, do you—”

Aaron Stevens (again stepping in):
“What Logan will do… is handle this situation on his terms. Not in a parking lot. Not like some common street fight.”

He straightens his jacket.

Aaron Stevens:
“But in a controlled environment…where the entire world can witness the consequences of Rex Steiner’s actions.”

Finally, Stevens steps slightly aside, gesturing grandly to Logan.

Aaron Stevens:
“If—and only if—Logan chooses to speak.”

Logan slowly lowers his sunglasses, staring directly into the camera. He takes a breath…then smirks.

Logan Paul:
“Rex… you should’ve made sure I stayed down.”

Logan puts his sunglasses back on and walks off. Stevens lingers just long enough to give a smug nod before following. Amy watches them leave.

Amy Rose:
“Uhh…Back to you boys”

We cut back to the arena and our commentators Bryan and Nigel, as we are about to get our main event of the night....


Tag Team Matchup
Eli Drake & Orange Cassidy Vs Seth Rollins & Will Ospreay

This is a clash of egos versus "whatever." Seth Rollins and Will Ospreay are a human highlight reel, executing synchronized dives and springboards that leave Eli Drake fuming and Orange Cassidy... leaning against the turnbuckle with his hands in his pockets.

Ospreay delivers a Hidden Blade to Drake, nearly ending the match, but Cassidy breaks the pin by lazily falling onto the pile. Rollins, obsessed with being the "Architect" and the undisputed star, begins to grow irritated with Ospreay’s flashy offense stealing the spotlight.

The finish looms as Rollins hits a Buckle Bomb on Drake. He sets up for the Curb Stomp, but Ospreay is already in the air for an OsCutter. Rollins, wanting the glory for himself, actually shoves Ospreay mid-air, sending his own partner crashing out of the ring and into the barricade.

"I’ve got this!" Rollins screams. He runs for the Stomp on Drake, but Orange Cassidy—suddenly moving with lightning speed—dives in and yanks Drake out of the way. Rollins boots the canvas, stumbling. Cassidy stands up, removes his sunglasses, and hits Rollins with the Orange Punch with surprising force. Drake, recovering instantly, grabs Rollins and nails the Gravy Train.

Cassidy rolls Ospreay back into the ring just to hit a double lazy-pin. The referee counts three. Drake and Cassidy celebrate with a "Yeah!" and a thumbs-up, while Rollins glares at Ospreay from the floor, the ego-driven plan having backfired spectacularly.

Winners: Eli Drake and Orange Cassidy

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Episode #89


The show starts with a backstage promo where Tessa Blanchard stands beside a large, dented dumpster. She casually taps the lid with her knuckles, a smirk forming.

Tessa Blanchard:
“You hear that?”

She knocks on the dumpster again—louder this time.

Tessa Blanchard:
“That’s the sound of where trash belongs. And tonight, in the main event… I’m taking it out.”

She tilts her head slightly, amused.

Tessa Blanchard:
“Wendy Choo… you’ve been sleepwalking your way through this division. Cute little pajamas, your little nap time gimmick… real funny.”But this? This isn’t a dream. This isn’t some joke. Because I am determined to take the trash out of this division….”

She grips the lid and SLAMS it shut before stepping closer to the camera, intensity rising.

Tessa Blanchard:
“You wanna roll in here like you don’t care? Like none of this matters? That’s fine… because I care enough for both of us. I care about proving—again—that this division runs through me.”

She points back at the dumpster.

Tessa Blanchard:
“And after tonight, when I slam that lid shut, and you disappear inside a heap of garbage…”

She smirks...

Tess Blanchard:
“…maybe then you can finally go to sleep.”

She gives the dumpster one last shove, the metal echoing loudly as the camera fades out and we cut to the Spotlight vignette.....


Tag Team Matchup
Rematch from Episode #84
The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan

We get a special promotional video next, announcing that " soon to come back " is The EAM Women's Championship. The title has been retired/defunct since Mickie beat Nia Jax for it at Grandslam 14. But because of the current situation the board of directors has decided to bring the old and prestigious title back. The promo end with a shot of the title laying on a pedestal, and the numbers 10.01.26. We cut back to the arena for our next matchup of the evening...

Fatal 4-Way Matchup
Charlotte Flair Vs Stephanie Vaquer Vs Taya Valkyrie Vs Becky Lynch

As we get back from commercials and go back to the arena, we can see that the ring has been prepped for our main event during the commercials, with trashcans around the ring, not to mention the big dumpster which the contestants has to put each other into in order to win. Tessa walks out first, carrying a couple of trashcan lids, knocking them against each other, making a real racket as she makes her way down to the ring...

" Taking Out The Trash " Dumpster Matchup (Read below first)
Wendy Choo Vs Tessa Blanchard

- Kris Statlander and Deonna Purrazzo does interfere during the match.

[Vikingsfan88]

Episode #89


The show starts with a backstage promo where Tessa Blanchard stands beside a large, dented dumpster. She casually taps the lid with her knuckles, a smirk forming.

Tessa Blanchard:
“You hear that?”

She knocks on the dumpster again—louder this time.

Tessa Blanchard:
“That’s the sound of where trash belongs. And tonight, in the main event… I’m taking it out.”

She tilts her head slightly, amused.

Tessa Blanchard:
“Wendy Choo… you’ve been sleepwalking your way through this division. Cute little pajamas, your little nap time gimmick… real funny.”But this? This isn’t a dream. This isn’t some joke. Because I am determined to take the trash out of this division….”

She grips the lid and SLAMS it shut before stepping closer to the camera, intensity rising.

Tessa Blanchard:
“You wanna roll in here like you don’t care? Like none of this matters? That’s fine… because I care enough for both of us. I care about proving—again—that this division runs through me.”

She points back at the dumpster.

Tessa Blanchard:
“And after tonight, when I slam that lid shut, and you disappear inside a heap of garbage…”

She smirks...

Tess Blanchard:
“…maybe then you can finally go to sleep.”

She gives the dumpster one last shove, the metal echoing loudly as the camera fades out and we cut to the Spotlight vignette.....


Tag Team Matchup
Rematch from Episode #84
The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan

The air in the arena feels heavy with a sense of déjà vu as the bell rings for this high-stakes rematch. Shotzi Blackhart and Kiera Hogan storm the ring immediately, looking to erase the sting of their previous loss with a blitz of chaotic energy.

Shotzi and Kiera start with a double-team assault, catching Marti Belle in their corner. Shotzi utilizes the ropes for a springboard splash, while Hogan follows up with a rapid-fire series of "Fireball" forearms. For a moment, it looks like the champions are reeling. However, Allysin Kay—the veteran anchor of The Hex—remains unbothered on the apron, waiting for the smoke to clear.

The momentum shifts when Shotzi attempts a daring dive to the outside. Kay catches her mid-air, driving her spine-first into the ring post with sickening force. Inside the ring, Marti Belle capitalizes on the distraction, tripping Hogan and transitioning into a technical ground-and-pound game that saps Kiera’s explosive speed.

The Hex begins to systematically dismantle Hogan. They utilize quick tags and "cutting the ring in half," a masterclass in tag-team psychology. Every time Kiera inches toward a recovering Shotzi, Kay is there to block the path like a brick wall.

Shotzi finally gets the hot tag, entering the ring like a human wrecking ball. She clears the area with a series of enzuigiris and a senton onto Belle. She climbs the turnbuckle, howling at the moon, prepared to end it. But as she leaps, Allysin Kay pulls Marti out of harm's way, and Shotzi crashes hard into the canvas.

Hogan rushes in to save her partner, but she runs straight into a pop-up powerbomb from Kay. With Shotzi dazed and Hogan neutralized:

Marti Belle hooks Hogan’s head. Kay hoist her up for the AK-47. They nail The Hex Marks the Spot with even more precision than their last encounter.

The referee’s hand hits the mat for the three-count. The Hex stands tall once again, proving that while chaos is flashy, chemistry and ruthlessness are what keep the gold around your waist.

Winners: The Hex

We get a special promotional video next, announcing that " soon to come back " is The EAM Women's Championship. The title has been retired/defunct since Mickie beat Nia Jax for it at Grandslam 14. But because of the current situation the board of directors has decided to bring the old and prestigious title back. The promo end with a shot of the title laying on a pedestal, and the numbers 10.01.26. We cut back to the arena for our next matchup of the evening...

Fatal 4-Way Matchup
Charlotte Flair Vs Stephanie Vaquer Vs Taya Valkyrie Vs Becky Lynch

The atmosphere is volatile as four of the most decorated titans in women's wrestling square off. The bell rings, and the "chaos brawl" tag proves prophetic immediately. There is no feeling-out process; Charlotte Flair and Becky Lynch instantly gravitate toward one another, trading stiff forearms that echo through the rafters, while Stephanie Vaquer and Taya Valkyrie spill to the outside, using the steel steps as a weapon.

Back in the ring, Taya Valkyrie—the "La Wera Loca"—takes control, hitting a devastating Road to Valhalla on Stephanie Vaquer. However, Charlotte Flair swoops in like a scavenger, tossing Taya aside and connecting with a Natural Selection. Charlotte hooks the leg, and the referee slides into position: One... Two...

Just as the three-count is about to land, Becky Lynch, fueled by "The Man’s" relentless desperation, pulls the referee out of the ring. Before the official can protest, Becky levels him with a stiff Manhandle Slam onto the thin floor padding. The crowd gasps as the referee goes limp.

A second official sprints down the long entrance ramp, sliding into the ring just as Charlotte applies the Figure-Eight Leglock to Taya. Becky, now seemingly possessed by a "burn it all down" mentality, doesn't even wait for a count. She intercepts the second referee mid-slide, caught in the heat of the moment, and sends her flying through the ropes with a fierce overhead Bexploder Suplex.

The air in the arena shifts from excitement to pure toxicity. The blatant disregard for the rules and the destruction of the officiating staff snaps something in the remaining three competitors. Charlotte, Taya, and Stephanie lock eyes. For a brief moment, the quest for the title is secondary to punishing the woman who broke the match.

They swarm Becky Lynch. It isn't a wrestling sequence; it’s a total beatdown. Charlotte holds Becky’s arms back while Taya and Vaquer take turns unloading with kicks and chops. They toss Becky over the announce table, burying her under a mountain of monitors and swivel chairs, effectively removing "The Man" from the equation.

The Final Destruction
With Becky buried, the alliance shatters. Charlotte looks to finish Vaquer, but the Chilean star's agility is too much. As the brawl spills to the ringside area, Stephanie Vaquer displays her ruthless streak. She baits Charlotte toward a pre-set wooden table near the corner. With a burst of strength, Vaquer counters a spear, driving Charlotte through the table with a spinning spike DDT.

The table splinters into toothpicks, leaving the "Queen" motionless in the wreckage. Vaquer rolls back into the ring where a dazed Taya Valkyrie is trying to find her footing. Vaquer pounces, hitting her signature Package Backbreaker. A third official—wary and trembling—slides in to count the final fall.

1... 2... 3.

Stephanie Vaquer stands alone amidst the carnage, the victor of a match that disintegrated into a war zone.

Winner: Stephanie Vaquer

As we get back from commercials and go back to the arena, we can see that the ring has been prepped for our main event during the commercials, with trashcans around the ring, not to mention the big dumpster which the contestants has to put each other into in order to win. Tessa walks out first, carrying a couple of trashcan lids, knocking them against each other, making a real racket as she makes her way down to the ring...

" Taking Out The Trash " Dumpster Matchup
Wendy Choo Vs Tessa Blanchard

The contrast in the ring couldn't be more jarring: the perennial daydreamer Wendy Choo in her signature onesie versus the intense, unrelenting grit of Tessa Blanchard. Positioned menacingly at ringside is a massive steel dumpster, the yawning mouth of defeat for whoever is tossed inside first.

The match begins with Tessa attempting to intimidate Wendy, but Choo uses her "sleepy" style to bait the Diamond into a trap. Wendy executes a seamless overhead belly-to-belly suplex, sending Tessa reeling. However, the match quickly spills to the outside where the hardware comes into play. Tessa slams a trash can lid over Wendy’s head, mocking her "nap time" persona by trying to shove her into the bin early.

Just as Tessa gains the upper hand, Deonna Purrazzo emerges from the back. "The Virtuosa" doesn't waste time, clipping Wendy’s knee from behind while the ref is distracted by the dumpster lid. It looks like a two-on-one execution until the arena lights shift.

Kris Statlander—Wendy’s powerhouse partner—thunders down the ramp. She intercepts Deonna mid-stride, leveling her with a massive discus lariat. The ringside area devolves into a four-woman war. Statlander and Purrazzo brawl toward the tech area, leaving the legal competitors to settle the score.

Taking Out the Trash
Tessa scales the turnbuckle for a Magnum, but Wendy is wide awake now. She catches Tessa mid-air with a thrust kick, staggering her onto the apron right next to the open dumpster. With a burst of adrenaline, Wendy connects with a Full Bellied Suplex, launching Blanchard backward.

CLANG. The lid slams shut. The referee signals for the bell

Winner: Wendy Choo

The Pillow Surprise
As Statlander drags a disgruntled Deonna Purrazzo back toward the dumpster, Wendy disappears behind the curtain. Moments later, the low rumble of an engine fills the arena. Wendy reappears driving a forklift, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

On the pallet sits a mountain of oversized, fluffy pillows. Wendy maneuvers the forklift over the dumpster where Tessa is trapped and Deonna is trying to help her out. With a pull of the lever, Wendy empties the entire load. The TessDeo duo is completely buried under a sea of pastel-colored pillows.

Wendy hops off the forklift, curls up on the edge of the dumpster with a pillow of her own, and closes her eyes, finally getting her well-earned rest while her opponents struggle to dig themselves out of the fluff.

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CARD


Tag Team Matchup
Heavy Machinery (Otis & Tucker) Vs The Butcher & The Blade (Andy Williams & Jesse Guilmette)

EAM Primetime Bitch Championship Matchup
Jade Cargill (c) Vs Nikkita Lyons

3-On-3 Tag Team Matchup
Marty Scurll, Jay White & Adam Cole Vs Kenny Omega, Prince Devitt & AJ Styles


The camera's cut to the backstage area. The door to the General Manager’s office swings open hard as Jon Moxley storms out, jaw clenched, eyes blazing. He mutters under his breath, pacing a few steps down the hallway before running a hand through his hair.

MOXLEY:
This place… same damn politics every time…

He turns a corner—and nearly walks straight into Danhausen, who is standing there… staring. Just staring.

DANHAUSEN:
Ah! Angry man! Very angry, very sweaty… very rude aura.

MOXLEY (annoyed):
Move!

DANHAUSEN:
No, no, Danhausen senses great violence in you. Perhaps you need a curse. Or a hug. One or the other.

MOXLEY:
I don’t need a curse. And i definetily don't need a hug. I need a reason not to knock your fucking teeth out!

DANHAUSEN (leaning in, whispering):
Very rude. Teeth are very important to Danhausen. Very Expensive. Please do not.

Moxley just shakes his head, brushing past him.

MOXLEY:
This company is turning into a joke!

Moxley exits frame, still fuming.

Danhausen watches him go, then turns back toward the office door just as it swings open again—this time revealing Randy Orton. Orton steps out slowly, composed but clearly irritated. as he immediately bumps into Danhausen.

ORTON (coldly):
…What the fuck do you want?!

DANHAUSEN:
Very nice, very evil.

ORTON:
Yeah… I’m leaning toward “very in my way.”

Danhausen awkwardly sidesteps. Orton walks forward—only to nearly collide with Claudio Castagnoli, who stands tall, arms crossed, calm but curious.

CLAUDIO:
Seems like tensions are high tonight.

ORTON:
They are. And they’re about to get higher.

Before Claudio can respond, a slow clap echoes down the hallway. Both men turn to see MJF strolling into frame, the EAM World Heavyweight Championship slung over his shoulder, wearing a smug grin.

MJF:
Wow. What a welcoming committee. You’d think I actually worked here.

Orton’s expression hardens instantly.

ORTON:
That’s funny. Because most of the time—you don’t.

MJF (mock offended):
Please, Randy, I am this company. I show up when I want, because I can. That’s what happens when you’re a record-breaking, generational talent… holding a title that, oh yeah—can’t be vacated.

MJF pats the championship smugly.

MJF (continuing):
Almost Two years strong, baby. And not a damn thing anyone can do about it.

Claudio steps forward slightly, eyeing the title.

CLAUDIO:
Funny. I don’t remember you earning it for two years straight.

MJF (smirking):
That’s because you don’t matter for two years straight.

Orton steps between them.

ORTON:
You’ve got a lot of nerve showing up tonight.

MJF:
I felt like gracing the peasants with my presence. You’re welcome.

Orton gets right in MJF’s face.

ORTON (low, dangerous):
No… you’re not booked. You’re not scheduled. And yet here you are—walking around like you own the place.

MJF (grinning):
Correction. I own this place.

He lifts the title slightly. Orton pauses… then smirks.

ORTON:
You’re right. You’re here. Which means tonight… you work.

MJF’s grin falters just a little.

MJF:
…Excuse me?

ORTON:
You heard me. If you’re in my building, you’re on my show.

Orton turns, pointing directly at Claudio.

ORTON (firm):
And you—

Claudio raises an eyebrow.

ORTON:
—You’re not booked either. But you’re here.

A couple of heartbeats goes by. Orton looks back at MJF.

ORTON:
So tonight… you defend that title.

The hallway goes quiet.

MJF (laughing nervously):
That’s… adorable. Really. But no. No, I don’t think I will.

ORTON (interrupting):
Against him.

He gestures to Claudio. Claudio cracks his neck slightly, a small grin forming.

CLAUDIO:
I’m ready.

MJF (shaking his head):
Nope. No, no, no—this isn’t how this works. I decide when I defend. That’s the deal. That’s always been the deal.

ORTON:
Not tonight.

Orton steps even closer.

ORTON (cold, final):
Tonight, you defend… or I make your life a living hell in ways that even your precious little loophole can’t save you from.

MJF’s expression tightens. He looks between Orton and Claudio, realizing he’s cornered.

MJF:
…You’re making a huge mistake.

ORTON:
No. I’m fixing one.

A tense pause as MJF exhales sharply, forcing a smirk back onto his face.

MJF:
Fine. You want a main event? You got it.

He points at Claudio.

MJF:
But when I embarrass you… don’t say I didn’t warn you.

ORTON:
Main event? Who said anything about main event? No! The girls are main eventing tonight. As for you, you are up next, so you better get your ass moving.

MJF scoffs and brushes past both men, adjusting his scarf as he walks off. Orton watches him go, satisfied. Claudio nods once at Orton before heading in the opposite direction. Danhausen, who has been lurking just off to the side the entire time, slowly steps back into frame.

DANHAUSEN:
Yes… very good. Very evil general manager. Very smart...

Orton glances at him.

ORTON:
You’re still here?

DANHAUSEN:
Oh yes! Danhausen goes wherever the action is and the curses are.

ORTON:
Ok pal. You do your thing. Just don't bother me. Ok?

Orton just shakes his head and walks off as the camera fades and we get a promotional video for the next PPV, which is EAM's last PPV of the season and the 13th instalment of " Night Of The Slammies " and it will be live from The Kaseya Center in Miami. And as tradition goes, the show will feature a slammy award ceremony, a hall of fame ceremony and a wrestling show. And this years inductees are; Briscoe Brothers, Brodie Lee, Bray Wyatt and Douglas O' Shea, not to mention; Pro Wrestling Guerrilla & Shimmer Women Athletes.

We then cut back to the arena for the EAM World Heavyweight Championship match!


EAM World Heavyweight Championship Matchup
MJF (c) Vs Claudio " Cesaro " Castagnoli

Singles Matchup
Logan Paul Vs Rex Steiner

EAM Tag Team Championships Matchup
Lucha Bros (Pentagon Jr. & Rey Fenix) (c) Vs Paul London & Brian Kendrick

Singles Matchup
WALTER Vs Taz

Mixed Tag Team Matchup
Cm Punk & AJ Lee Vs Johnny Gargano & Candice LeRae

EAM Intercontinental Championship Matchup
Colt Cabana (c) Vs Randy Orton

Tag Team Casket Matchup for The EAM Women's Tag Team Championship
Piper Niven & Nia Jax (c) Vs IIconics

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CARD


Tag Team Matchup
Heavy Machinery (Otis & Tucker) Vs The Butcher & The Blade (Andy Williams & Jesse Guilmette)

Otis and Tucker stand center ring, chests heaving, microphones in hand. Otis looks uncharacteristically somber, his usual jovial "Ham Slam" energy replaced by a low-simmering burn.

"Last week at Tangle in Tallin, we weren't just defeated—we were discarded. Butcher, Blade... you treated us like scraps on a butcher’s block. But Heavy Machinery isn’t just meat. We’re the whole damn steakhouse. Tonight, the blue-collar boys are punching the clock, and you’re the ones getting processed!"

The heavy industrial riffs of "Full Death" blast through the speakers. The Butcher and The Blade march down the ramp, looking like a monochrome nightmare.

The bell rings and Otis immediately charges The Butcher like a runaway freight train. The collision echoes through the arena as Otis drives Williams into the corner, clubbing him with massive forearms. Tucker tags in, and the duo performs a double-shoulder block that sends The Butcher staggering. However, The Blade provides a timely distraction, allowing Williams to catch Tucker with a devastating kitchen-sink knee strike.

The heels take control, isolating Tucker. The Blade uses his surgical precision, targeting Tucker’s knee with dragon screws and sharp kicks. The Butcher enters, hoisting Tucker up for a massive gutbuster that leaves the big man gasping.

After a desperate enzuigiri, Tucker makes the hot tag. Otis enters like a man possessed. He hits a spinning powerslam on The Blade and follows up with the Caterpillar, the crowd exploding as he drops the elbow. He goes for the cover, but The Butcher breaks it up with a stiff kick to the back of the head.

Chaos erupts as all four men brawl. Otis attempts to hoist The Butcher for a Compactor, but The Blade slips behind him, clipping his calf. As Otis stumbles, The Butcher levels him with a lariat that nearly turns the big man inside out. They isolate Tucker once more, hitting the Full Death (Powerbomb/Neckbreaker combination). The Blade hooks the leg while The Butcher stares down a recovering Otis. 1... 2... 3.

Winners: The butcher and The Blade

EAM Primetime Bitch Championship Matchup
Jade Cargill (c) Vs Nikkita Lyons

The "Bitch Championship" is on the line, and the atmosphere is electric. Nikkita Lyons enters with her signature split-legged entrance, looking to prove she is the powerhouse of the division. But then, the champion arrives. Jade Cargill, draped in gold and pure confidence, looks every bit the "Final Boss."

The Match:
The match begins with a tense collar-and-elbow tie-up. Neither woman budges. Lyons uses her MMA background, firing off a series of stiff roundhouse kicks that catch Jade’s ribs. Jade retreats to the corner, frustrated, before exploding out with a massive pump kick that nearly decapitates the challenger.

Jade takes over, showcasing her terrifying strength. She hoists Lyons up for a delayed vertical suplex, holding her aloft for a full ten seconds before slamming her down. "I'm the champ!" Jade screams at the front row. She goes for a standing moonsault, but Lyons rolls out of the way.

Lyons gains a second wind, hitting a spinning backfist followed by a Samoan Drop. She moves to the corner, eyeing the Split-Legged Leg Drop. She connects! The ref counts: 1... 2... Jade kicks out with such force she almost launches Lyons off her.

Lyons tries to transition into a triangle choke, but Jade’s power is too much. She stands up while Lyons is still attached to her arm and drives her into the turnbuckle. As Lyons staggers out, Jade kicks her in the gut and hooks the arms. Jaded! The impact is thunderous. Jade stacks Lyons up, flexing for the cameras as the referee counts the three. Jade Cargill remains the baddest on the block.

Winner and Still EAM Primetime Bitch Champion Jade Cargill

3-On-3 Tag Team Matchup
Marty Scurll, Jay White & Adam Cole Vs Kenny Omega, Prince Devitt & AJ Styles

The ring is a powder keg. Three generations of "Elite" leadership face off against the "Villain," the "Switchblade," and the "Panama City Playboy."

The bell hasn't even rung when Marty Scurll cracks a kendo stick over Kenny Omega’s back. The match descends into a violent melee. Adam Cole and AJ Styles trade lightning-fast strikes on the outside, while Jay White and Prince Devitt fight through the crowd.

Inside the ring, a table is propped in the corner. Styles attempts a Styles Clash on Cole, but White slides in and low-blows AJ while the ref is distracted by Scurll brandishing a rubber chicken—a bizarre distraction that lures Omega into a trap. White hitting a Blade Runner on the floor on Devitt leaves the "Founding Fathers" vulnerable.

The humor turns dark when Scurll pulls out a bag of LEGOs. He spreads them across the canvas. He tries to superplex Omega onto them, but Kenny fights back, hitting a V-Trigger that sends Marty crashing onto the plastic bricks. Cole saves the match by hitting a Last Shot on Omega, then uses a steel chair to crush AJ’s throat against the ring post.

The finish is a masterpiece of coordination. Devitt goes for a Coup de Grace on White, but Scurll intercepts him in mid-air with an umbrella shot. Cole hits a Panama Sunrise on Styles. Finally, Scurll locks the Crossface Chickenwing on a dazed Omega while White and Cole hold the others at bay with chairs. Omega has no choice but to tap out.

Winners: Marty Scurll, Jay White & Adam Cole

Marty Scurll stands over the fallen legends, his umbrella tucked under his arm like a scepter. He grabs a microphone, his eyes wide and manic.

"Look at them!" Scurll screams, gesturing to Omega, Devitt, and Styles. "The architects of a legacy they’ve grown too soft to carry. You three spent years patting yourselves on the back, getting comfortable in your own myths. But a kingdom cannot be ruled by ghosts! You are no longer worthy of the bone-and-skull. You’ve traded your edge for ego, and tonight, the 'Switchblade,' the 'Playboy,' and the 'Villain' have taken it back by force!"

He kicks AJ Styles out of the ring. "This isn't a transition; it's a hostile takeover. From this second forward, I am the true leader of the Bullet Club. The era of the Elite is dead. The era of the Villain has begun. Everything changes now!"

The camera's cut to the backstage area. The door to the General Manager’s office swings open hard as Jon Moxley storms out, jaw clenched, eyes blazing. He mutters under his breath, pacing a few steps down the hallway before running a hand through his hair.

MOXLEY:
This place… same damn politics every time…

He turns a corner—and nearly walks straight into Danhausen, who is standing there… staring. Just staring.

DANHAUSEN:
Ah! Angry man! Very angry, very sweaty… very rude aura.

MOXLEY (annoyed):
Move!

DANHAUSEN:
No, no, Danhausen senses great violence in you. Perhaps you need a curse. Or a hug. One or the other.

MOXLEY:
I don’t need a curse. And i definetily don't need a hug. I need a reason not to knock your fucking teeth out!

DANHAUSEN (leaning in, whispering):
Very rude. Teeth are very important to Danhausen. Very Expensive. Please do not.

Moxley just shakes his head, brushing past him.

MOXLEY:
This company is turning into a joke!

Moxley exits frame, still fuming.

Danhausen watches him go, then turns back toward the office door just as it swings open again—this time revealing Randy Orton. Orton steps out slowly, composed but clearly irritated. as he immediately bumps into Danhausen.

ORTON (coldly):
…What the fuck do you want?!

DANHAUSEN:
Very nice, very evil.

ORTON:
Yeah… I’m leaning toward “very in my way.”

Danhausen awkwardly sidesteps. Orton walks forward—only to nearly collide with Claudio Castagnoli, who stands tall, arms crossed, calm but curious.

CLAUDIO:
Seems like tensions are high tonight.

ORTON:
They are. And they’re about to get higher.

Before Claudio can respond, a slow clap echoes down the hallway. Both men turn to see MJF strolling into frame, the EAM World Heavyweight Championship slung over his shoulder, wearing a smug grin.

MJF:
Wow. What a welcoming committee. You’d think I actually worked here.

Orton’s expression hardens instantly.

ORTON:
That’s funny. Because most of the time—you don’t.

MJF (mock offended):
Please, Randy, I am this company. I show up when I want, because I can. That’s what happens when you’re a record-breaking, generational talent… holding a title that, oh yeah—can’t be vacated.

MJF pats the championship smugly.

MJF (continuing):
Almost Two years strong, baby. And not a damn thing anyone can do about it.

Claudio steps forward slightly, eyeing the title.

CLAUDIO:
Funny. I don’t remember you earning it for two years straight.

MJF (smirking):
That’s because you don’t matter for two years straight.

Orton steps between them.

ORTON:
You’ve got a lot of nerve showing up tonight.

MJF:
I felt like gracing the peasants with my presence. You’re welcome.

Orton gets right in MJF’s face.

ORTON (low, dangerous):
No… you’re not booked. You’re not scheduled. And yet here you are—walking around like you own the place.

MJF (grinning):
Correction. I own this place.

He lifts the title slightly. Orton pauses… then smirks.

ORTON:
You’re right. You’re here. Which means tonight… you work.

MJF’s grin falters just a little.

MJF:
…Excuse me?

ORTON:
You heard me. If you’re in my building, you’re on my show.

Orton turns, pointing directly at Claudio.

ORTON (firm):
And you—

Claudio raises an eyebrow.

ORTON:
—You’re not booked either. But you’re here.

A couple of heartbeats goes by. Orton looks back at MJF.

ORTON:
So tonight… you defend that title.

The hallway goes quiet.

MJF (laughing nervously):
That’s… adorable. Really. But no. No, I don’t think I will.

ORTON (interrupting):
Against him.

He gestures to Claudio. Claudio cracks his neck slightly, a small grin forming.

CLAUDIO:
I’m ready.

MJF (shaking his head):
Nope. No, no, no—this isn’t how this works. I decide when I defend. That’s the deal. That’s always been the deal.

ORTON:
Not tonight.

Orton steps even closer.

ORTON (cold, final):
Tonight, you defend… or I make your life a living hell in ways that even your precious little loophole can’t save you from.

MJF’s expression tightens. He looks between Orton and Claudio, realizing he’s cornered.

MJF:
…You’re making a huge mistake.

ORTON:
No. I’m fixing one.

A tense pause as MJF exhales sharply, forcing a smirk back onto his face.

MJF:
Fine. You want a main event? You got it.

He points at Claudio.

MJF:
But when I embarrass you… don’t say I didn’t warn you.

ORTON:
Main event? Who said anything about main event? No! The girls are main eventing tonight. As for you, you are up next, so you better get your ass moving.

MJF scoffs and brushes past both men, adjusting his scarf as he walks off. Orton watches him go, satisfied. Claudio nods once at Orton before heading in the opposite direction. Danhausen, who has been lurking just off to the side the entire time, slowly steps back into frame.

DANHAUSEN:
Yes… very good. Very evil general manager. Very smart...

Orton glances at him.

ORTON:
You’re still here?

DANHAUSEN:
Oh yes! Danhausen goes wherever the action is and the curses are.

ORTON:
Ok pal. You do your thing. Just don't bother me. Ok?

Orton just shakes his head and walks off as the camera fades and we get a promotional video for the next PPV, which is EAM's last PPV of the season and the 13th instalment of " Night Of The Slammies " and it will be live from The Kaseya Center in Miami. And as tradition goes, the show will feature a slammy award ceremony, a hall of fame ceremony and a wrestling show. And this years inductees are; Briscoe Brothers, Brodie Lee, Bray Wyatt and Douglas O' Shea, not to mention; Pro Wrestling Guerrilla & Shimmer Women Athletes.

We then cut back to the arena for the EAM World Heavyweight Championship match!

EAM World Heavyweight Championship Matchup
MJF (c) Vs Claudio " Cesaro " Castagnoli

The arena lights flicker to a cold, piercing white as the EAM World Heavyweight Champion, MJF, storms toward the ring. He isn't wearing his usual smug grin; his face is a mask of pure, unadulterated rage. He snatches a microphone from the ringside assistant, nearly knocking the poor kid over.

"Cut my music! Cut the music!" he screams, his voice cracking with venom. "All of this is BS! This match is BS! This entire company is BS!" The crowd responds with a deafening wall of boos, but MJF only yells louder. "I am a generational talent, the pillar of this industry, and I’m being forced to defend my title against a guy whose only personality trait is swinging people in circles? I’ll show that twat Randy Orton and I’ll show Claudio that no one—and I mean no one—ever messes with the Champion!"

The brassy, triumphant theme of Claudio Castagnoli hits. The Swiss Superman emerges, but as he reaches the top of the ramp, he stops dead in his tracks. He looks at the furious MJF, looks at the crowd, and cups his hands to his mouth, yelling, "WHAT DID I DO?!" with a massive, trolling smirk. The crowd erupts in cheers. Claudio doesn't wait for an answer; he sprints down the ramp like a guided missile, sliding into the ring to tackle MJF as the bell rings.

The match starts at a frantic pace. Claudio is a whirlwind of European uppercuts, cornering MJF and lighting up his chest until the champion’s skin is a raw, angry red. MJF tries to take a powder on the outside, but Claudio isn't having it. He hits a breathtaking Tope Con Giro over the top rope, landing flush on the champion and sending both men into the barricade.

Back in the ring, Claudio’s sheer strength begins to dictate the story. He catches a desperate cross-body attempt by MJF, holds him mid-air, and transitions it into a delayed vertical suplex. MJF, ever the ring general, manages to poke Claudio in the eye while the referee is repositioning. It’s a cheap move, but it works. MJF begins to dismantle Claudio’s left arm, snapping it across the top rope and using the ring post to apply a brutal limb-bar.

MJF slows the pace, mocking the fans. "He's a low-life!" MJF sneers, applying a hammerlock. But Claudio’s physical resilience is legendary. With one arm, he powers out, lifting MJF for a one-handed backbreaker. The momentum shifts back to the challenger. Claudio signals for the Giant Swing. The crowd rises to their feet. He grabs MJF’s legs—1, 2, 3... 15 rotations! MJF is visibly nauseous, stumbling like a drunkard.

Claudio goes for the Ricola Bomb, but his weakened left arm gives out. MJF slides down his back and attempts a schoolboy pin with his feet on the ropes. The ref catches him! 1... 2... NO! The ref stops the count and admonishes MJF. While the ref is distracted, MJF pulls his signature Diamond Ring from his trunks.

He lunges, but Claudio ducks and hits a devastating Pop-up Uppercut! Claudio covers: 1... 2... 2.9! MJF barely gets a shoulder up. Claudio looks for the Neutralizer, but MJF counters into a Salt of the Earth armbar. Claudio screams in pain, crawling toward the ropes. He makes it, forcing the break.

As Claudio pulls himself up using the ropes, the ref gets caught in the middle. MJF uses the momentary shield to deliver a low blow—a sickening "thud" that echoes. With Claudio doubled over, MJF nails the Heat Seeker (rope-hung piledriver). He hooks the leg, staring directly into the hard cam. 1... 2... 3.

Winner and still EAM World Heavyweight Champion: MJF

MJF doesn't even wait for the belt to be handed to him; he snatches it from the referee and stands over Claudio’s fallen body. He grabs the mic again, his chest heaving.

"Look at this! I just crushed a low-life, wanna-be wrestler who doesn't belong in my stratosphere!" he screams, spittle flying. "Randy Orton! I know you're watching, you snake! You wanted to see a champion? You're looking at the only one this company has! I demand respect! I’ve gone through hell, and all I get is disrespect from the fans and the front office. Randy, show your face and give me the respect I just earned, or so help me, I will burn this entire EAM kingdom to the ground!"

Singles Matchup
Logan Paul Vs Rex Steiner

The arena is buzzing as the second-generation powerhouse Rex Steiner (the son of Rick Steiner, formerly known as Bron Breakker) stands in the ring, pacing like a caged animal. His opponent, the "Maverick" Logan Paul, saunters down the ramp to a chorus of boos, draped in a high-tech robe and flashing a cocky grin.

The bell rings, and Steiner immediately displays his explosive athleticism, catching Logan with a thunderous Steiner-line that sends the Maverick tumbling. Rex hoists Logan up for a military press slam, effortlessly walking around the ring before dropping him like trash. Logan, realizing he’s outmatched in raw power, begins to use his agility and underhanded tactics. He lures Rex toward the ropes, snapping his neck across the top strand and following up with a buckshot lariat that nearly turns Steiner inside out.

As the match intensifies, the chaos begins. Orange Cassidy suddenly appears at ringside, casually leaning against the apron. His presence distracts the referee, allowing Eli Drake and Aron Stevens to slide into the ring. Steiner tries to fight them off, knocking Stevens back with a stiff forearm, but the numbers game is too much.

Drake catches Steiner with a low blow behind the referee's back. While Rex is doubled over in pain, Orange Cassidy—in a rare moment of aggression—provides a "gentle" kick to the shins that trips Steiner into the ropes. Logan Paul seizes the moment. He loads his hand with a brass knuckle hidden in his tights and clocks Steiner right in the temple. 1... 2... 3. Logan Paul steals the victory.

Winner: Logan Paul

The bell doesn't stop the violence. Logan Paul beckons his cohorts. Eli Drake and Aron Stevens hold a dazed Rex Steiner upright while Logan delivers a series of mocking slaps. Drake then hits the BFT, and Stevens follows with a You're Welcome slam.

Orange Cassidy, maintaining his deadpan expression, hands Logan a steel chair. Logan proceeds to unleash a brutal assault, shattering the chair over Steiner's back and ribs. The three men stand over the fallen Steiner, Logan holding his hand high while Drake shouts "Yeah!" into the camera. They leave Rex Steiner a broken heap in the center of the ring, sending a clear message to the locker room: the Maverick's new alliance is untouchable.

EAM Tag Team Championships Matchup
Lucha Bros (Pentagon Jr. & Rey Fenix) (c) Vs Paul London & Brian Kendrick

The energy in the arena shifts to a fever pitch as the Lucha Bros descend the ramp, their masks gleaming under the spotlights. Across from them stand the veteran high-flyers, Paul London and Brian Kendrick, a duo that defined an era of tag team wrestling and is now looking for one last golden run.

The bout begins at a breakneck pace. Rey Fenix and Paul London start with a sequence of counters so fluid it looks choreographed, ending in a stalemate that earns a standing ovation. Fenix snaps a deep armdrag, but London backflips out, only to be met with a superkick from Pentagon Jr. from the apron. Kendrick rushes in to even the odds, and suddenly, the ring is a blur of chaotic brilliance.

Kendrick and London utilize their classic "psychotic" chemistry, isolating Fenix. They perform a double-team back body drop followed by a stereo standing shooting star press. Kendrick locks Fenix in a camel clutch while London delivers a dropsault to Pentagon on the floor. For a moment, it looks like the legends might pull off the upset.

However, "Zero Miedo" is more than a catchphrase. Pentagon Jr. tags in and levels Kendrick with a devastating slingblade. He catches London mid-air and transitions into a package piledriver, but Kendrick breaks the count at the last possible millisecond. Fenix takes to the sky, hitting a tornillo to the outside, wiping out London.

In the center of the ring, Kendrick tries for the Sliced Bread #2, but Pentagon counters, hoisting him up. Fenix springs off the top rope—LB Driver! The spike fear factor connects with sickening impact. Pentagon hooks the leg, staring into the souls of the front row. 1... 2... 3. The Lucha Bros retain in a high-octane masterclass.

Winners And still EAM Tag Team Champions: Lucha Bros

Singles Matchup
WALTER Vs Taz

WALTER begins the match by attempting to cave in Taz’s chest with his signature chops. The sound echoes like a gunshot. Taz, however, doesn't back down; he eggs WALTER on, absorbing the pain before exploding into a series of overhead belly-to-belly suplexes that actually move the 300-pound Austrian.

WALTER eventually catches Taz with a brutal big boot and a powerbomb that leaves the ECW legend gasping for air. As WALTER looms over Taz, ready to finish him with the folding powerbomb, a hush falls over the crowd.

Hook appears at the top of the ramp. He is limping heavily, his ribs taped and bandages visible on his forehead—remnants of the brutal beating WALTER gave him at Jamboree. He moves slowly, painfully, toward the ring. WALTER stops, a cruel smirk spreading across his face. He points at the broken young man, laughing at the "Cold-Hearted Handsome Devil's" pathetic state.

WALTER is so enamored with his own dominance that he forgets the man behind him. Taz stumbles to his feet, eyes bloodshot with rage. As Hook reaches ringside, locking eyes with his father, WALTER turns around right into a disaster. Taz explodes, catching WALTER in the Tazmission. The giant thrashes, but the grip is perfect. Taz transitions it into a T-Bone Suplex with everything he has left, then immediately sinks the choke back in. WALTER, stunned and oxygen-deprived, has nowhere to go. The referee sees WALTER's arm drop three times. Taz has done the impossible.

Winner: TAZ

Mixed Tag Team Matchup
Cm Punk & AJ Lee Vs Johnny Gargano & Candice LeRae

The "First Family of Wrestling" meets the "Power Couple of EAM." The crowd is split down the middle as CM Punk and AJ Lee make their way to the ring, the Chicago native looking as "Better than You" as ever.

Johnny Gargano and CM Punk start the match with a technical showcase. Gargano looks for the Garga-No-Escape early, but Punk scurries to the ropes, mocking Johnny's "Johnny Wrestling" persona. The women tag in, and the pace quickens. Candice LeRae hits a step-up senton, but AJ Lee responds with her signature unpredictable offense, skipping around the ring before hitting a tilt-a-whirl headscissors.

The match breaks down when Gargano and LeRae attempt a double superkick on Punk. Punk ducks, and AJ comes off the top with a double crossbody. The teamwork of Gargano and LeRae is surgical; they hit a stereo lawn dart into the turnbuckles on both opponents.

Punk recovers and catches Gargano in the Anaconda Vise. Candice tries to break it up, but AJ Lee intercepts her, locking in the Black Widow simultaneously. The image of both Garganos trapped in submissions is iconic. Johnny manages to power out and tries for a rollup, but Punk kicks out and immediately hits a high knee in the corner.

He hoists Gargano up for the Go To Sleep. As he drops Johnny, AJ flies off the apron to take out Candice with a Lou Thesz press. Punk connects—GTS! He covers Johnny while AJ keeps Candice from entering the ring. 1... 2... 3. Punk and Lee celebrate in the center of the ring, the "Best in the World" and the "Black Widow" standing tall.

Winners: CM Punk and AJ Lee

EAM Intercontinental Championship Matchup
Colt Cabana (c) Vs Randy Orton

The atmosphere in the arena is thick with tension. On one side stands the "Apex Predator," Randy Orton, a man whose career is built on the cold, calculated destruction of his peers. On the other side is the champion, Colt Cabana, the quintessential underdog and master of technical showmanship. Orton looks at Cabana with utter disdain, as if the champion’s very presence is an insult to the prestige of the Intercontinental Title.

As the bell rings, Orton attempts to intimidate Cabana with a slow, methodical walk around the ring. Cabana, however, uses his signature comedy-style wrestling to get under the Viper’s skin. He teases a lock-up, only to duck away and wiggle his fingers, leading to a frustrated Orton lunging forward and missing wildly. The crowd laughs, but the humor quickly turns to high stakes as Orton catches Cabana with a thumb to the eye and a stiff European uppercut.

Orton takes control, grounding Cabana with a series of deliberate, stomping attacks to the joints. He drags Cabana’s head over the apron, delivering that sickening signature hangman’s DDT. The referee counts: 1... 2... Cabana barely gets his boot on the bottom rope. Orton begins to coil, pounding the mat with his fists, the "RKO" chant starting to build despite the crowd's allegiance to Colt.

Cabana finds his second wind. He counters a second DDT attempt with a sudden northern lights suplex. He begins to pick up steam, hitting a series of bionic elbows that pay homage to the legends of the past. He sends Orton into the corner and follows up with the Flying Apple (butt bump). Cabana climbs the turnbuckle for a moonsault, but Orton moves. Colt lands on his feet, but he’s met with a snap powerslam that nearly ends the match.

The climax is a chess match of finishers. Orton goes for the RKO, but Cabana pushes him off into the ropes. As Orton rebounds, Cabana tries to lock in the Billy Goat’s Curse, but Orton kicks him away. Orton lunges again, but Cabana catches him in a clever Superman Pin (cradle). Orton thrashers, his shoulders pinned to the mat. 1... 2... 3! The arena explodes as Cabana slides out of the ring, clutching his title and escaping the Viper’s wrath.

Winner and Still Intercontinental Champion: Colt Cabana

Randy Orton stomps through the backstage area, his face a shade of purple rarely seen on television. He kicks a production crate, the sound echoing through the hall as he nears his office. Leaning against the doorframe, looking entirely too comfortable, is MJF. The World Heavyweight Champion is buffing his nails on his scarf.

"Well, well, 'Boss,'" MJF says, his voice dripping with mock sincerity. "I must say, you were quite the wrestler out there. I haven't seen someone lose to a guy who wrestles like a circus clown since... well, ever." He laughs, shaking his head.

Orton stops inches from MJF’s face, his voice a low, dangerous hiss. "You think you're clever, Maxwell? You think winning a title makes you untouchable? I’ve ended careers for less than that look on your face."

"Oh, I'm terrified," MJF deadpans. "But clearly, you’re too busy being an 'executive' to actually get the job done in the ring. So, how about this? Let’s settle the 'BS' once and for all. You, me, one-on-one at the EAM X-Mas Supershow. No titles, no offices—just me proving you’re a relic of the past."

MJF doesn't wait for a reply. He pats Orton’s shoulder dismissively and walks off, leaving the Viper fuming in silence.

Tag Team Casket Matchup for The EAM Women's Tag Team Championship
Piper Niven & Nia Jax (c) Vs IIconics

The arena is bathed in an eerie purple light as two mahogany caskets sit ominously at ringside. Billie Kay and Peyton Royce emerge from the curtain, already vibrating with nervous energy. Billie takes one look at the caskets and immediately tries to retreat backstage, only for Peyton to grab her by the hair and shriek, "We need those belts, Billie! Just don't look at the boxes!" They tip-toe down the ramp like they’re walking through a graveyard at midnight.

When the champions, Piper Niven and Nia Jax, make their entrance, the contrast is hilarious. Nia looks bored, while Piper seems to be treating the caskets as convenient furniture. The bell rings, and the IIconics immediately employ a "hide behind the referee" strategy. Every time Piper moves toward them, Billie lets out a high-pitched scream that echoes through the rafters.

At one point, Nia Jax tosses Billie over the top rope. Billie lands on the closed lid of Casket 1, realizes where she is, and begins hyperventilating. "It’s cold! Peyton, it’s cold through the wood!" she yells. Peyton tries to help her, but Piper comes charging in like a freight train, forcing the IIconics to scramble underneath the ring to escape.

The comedy peaks mid-match. Nia Jax is standing near the apron when Peyton Royce manages a desperate, perfectly timed dropkick to Nia's knees. As Nia stumbles, Billie Kay joins in for a double-shoulder tackle. The sheer momentum—plus a bit of a slip—sends Nia Jax tumbling backward, directly into Casket 2.

The IIconics stand over the open box, eyes wide in disbelief. They quickly slam the lid shut and begin a wild, frantic victory dance. They’re hugging, screaming, and pointing at their waists, signaling that the titles are theirs. They turn to the referee, demanding he end the match.

However, they notice the referee isn't moving. They turn toward the other side of the ring and stop dead. Piper Niven is standing on the floor, leaning against the ring post with her hands firmly on her hips. She looks completely exasperated.

"Are you two finished with the theatrics?" Piper asks, her Scottish accent thick with annoyance. "You do realize that for the match to end, you have to get both of us in there and shut the lids, right? I'm standing right here."

The IIconics’ faces drop from pure joy to utter horror in three seconds. The realization that a very angry Piper Niven is still a legal participant hits them like a ton of bricks. Furious and embarrassed by their own stupidity, Billie and Peyton scream in unison and charge at Piper.

Piper doesn't even flinch. She catches both women by the throats as they fly off the apron. The power dynamic shifts instantly. Nia Jax kicks the lid of her casket open from the inside, looking absolutely livid. She climbs out like a vengeful spirit, dusting off her shoulders.

The champions converge. Nia grabs Billie, and Piper grabs Peyton. They drag the screaming IIconics toward the center of the ring. Nia hits a crushing Leg Drop on Billie, while Piper delivers a Loch Ness Slam to Peyton. The spirit has left the challengers; they are mere passengers now.

Nia picks up Billie and rolls her toward Casket 1. With a disgusted look, she dumps her inside. Simultaneously, Piper hoists Peyton onto her shoulder and walks over to Casket 2, dropping her in like a sack of laundry.



The champions stand over their respective targets. Piper looks at Nia and rolls her eyes, still annoyed by the earlier delay. They reach down, grab the heavy lids, and—SLAM. The referee calls for the bell. The IIconics are silenced, locked away in the dark, and Piper Niven and Nia Jax remain the most powerful, and arguably the most patient, champions in EAM.

Winners and still EAM Woman's Tag Team Champions: Nia Jax and Piper Niven

[Smartmark]

Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show starts backstage where we can see the lifeless bodies of Bullet Club members Marty Scurll, Adam Cole and Jay White scattered trough the hallway. An eerie silence fills the place, and in the reflection from the door in front of the camera, we can see the back of two huge individuals leaving the scene.... We cut to the Jamboree vignette....


Singles Matchup (read below first)
Johnny Gargano Vs John Morrison

- Tommaso Ciampa interfers and beats down Gargano.

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The camera cuts to the backstage area where Corey Graves is visiting the EAM Intercontinental Champion; Colt Cabana.

Corey Graves:
“Well, it’s not every day you see me in an EAM locker room, but when you’ve got a Hall of Famer, a legend, and the current Intercontinental Champion all in one place… you make the trip.”

The camera pans to Colt Cabana, the EAM Intercontinental Championship draped proudly over his shoulder. Cabana adjusts the title slightly, soaking in the moment.

Corey Graves (cont’d):
“Colt, you’ve done it all in this business. Hall of Fame career, respected worldwide—and now you sit at the top as Intercontinental Champion. What’s next for you?”

Cabana smirks, tapping the title.

Colt Cabana:
“What’s next? Corey, I’ve been ‘what’s next’ my entire career. People called me underrated, overlooked… a joke. Now I’m standing here with this—”

He pats the title again.

Colt Cabana (cont’d):
“—and suddenly everyone remembers. Funny how that works, right?”

Graves nods, clearly impressed.

Corey Graves:
“I’ve known a lot of champions, Colt. Not many wear it with the kind of… chip on their shoulder that you do.”

Cabana grins.

Colt Cabana:
“That chip built this.”

Before Graves can respond, a familiar laugh echoes as Seth Rollins steps into frame, dressed flamboyantly as ever, slow-clapping.

Seth Rollins:
“Wow… what a touching story. Truly inspiring.”

Cabana rolls his eyes as Graves sighs, already sensing where this is going.

Corey Graves:
“Of course. It wouldn’t be a real moment without you, Seth.”

Rollins smirks at Graves.

Seth Rollins:
“Careful, Corey. Last time we shared space, things didn’t exactly end on good terms, did they?”

Graves tilts his head, unfazed.

Corey Graves:
“Funny—you say that like you’ve ever left anything on good terms.”

Cabana chuckles under his breath.

Seth Rollins (turning to Cabana):
“And you… Intercontinental Champion. That’s… adorable.”

Cabana steps forward slightly, title still on his shoulder.

Colt Cabana:
“You can say ‘impressive,’ Seth. It won’t hurt you.”

Seth Rollins:
“No, what’s impressive is how you’ve convinced people this—this little nostalgia act—is on my level.”

The smile fades from Cabana’s face.

Colt Cabana:
“I didn’t convince anybody. I earned it. Something you might remember if you stopped hiding behind catchphrases and costumes.”

Graves quietly steps out of the center as the tension builds.

Seth Rollins:
“I don’t hide. I evolve. That’s why I’m still at the top… and you’re just enjoying your little moment.”

The air shifts instantly as CM Punk steps into frame, eyes locked on Rollins.

Cabana doesn’t turn—just nods slightly, almost expecting it.

Rollins’ smirk fades.

CM Punk:
“You just can’t help yourself, can you, Seth?”

Seth Rollins:
“Oh, this is perfect.”

Punk steps up beside Cabana, glancing briefly at the Intercontinental Title before focusing back on Rollins.

Colt Cabana:
“This ‘moment’ is something you can’t take away from me Seth. But if you want to try, why don't we put it to the test? Season 17th's last PPV is coming up, and as far as i know, none of us are booked for the show. So why don't you find yourself a partner, and we settle this like we do around here, in the ring?”

Rollins laughs, backing up a step.

Seth Rollins:
“Oh, I’ll bring a partner. Worst case? I bring my wife, and we embarrass you together.”

A mixed reaction can be heard from the arena as Cabana smirks.

Colt Cabana:
“Yeah? You might wanna think bigger than that.”

CM Punk:
“You find somebody—anybody—and we’ll be waiting.”

Rollins shakes his head, pacing slightly.

Seth Rollins:
“You two? This is what I’m supposed to be worried about?”

Punk leans in just enough.

CM Punk:
“You should be worried about keeping up.”

Rollins glares, then slowly starts backing away.

Seth Rollins:
“I’ll find someone. And when I do… this little reunion tour you’re on? It ends.”

Punk smirks.

CM Punk:
“Seth… it already started ending the second you walked in.”

Rollins scoffs and exits frame, clearly rattled despite himself.

The camera lingers on Cabana and Punk standing side by side—champion and challenger energy filling the shot—while Graves steps back into frame, shaking his head.

Corey Graves:
“I came here for a visit… and somehow walked into a main event.”

We cut back to the arena for our next matchup.....


Tag Team Matchup
Young Bucks Vs Hardy Boyz

As we get back from the commercial break, the camera cuts to the ring where HOOK stands alone, the EAM Television Championship resting over his shoulder. He’s pacing slowly, jaw tight, clearly not in the mood for theatrics.

The crowd buzzes as he raises a mic—but takes a moment before speaking.

HOOK:
“…WALTER.”

The name alone draws a reaction. HOOK adjusts the title on his shoulder, eyes locked straight ahead.

HOOK:
“I needed one shot... I stepped into the ring with you… and I beat you.”

A small pause.

HOOK:
“Then what’d you do?”

He nods to himself.

HOOK:
“You waited. You watched. And the second my back was turned… you jumped me.”

Boos ripple through the crowd.

HOOK (cont’d):
“That’s not dominance. That’s not power.”

He leans slightly on the ropes.

HOOK:
“That’s cowardice.”

The crowd pops louder.

HOOK paces again, slower this time.

HOOK:
“And it doesn’t stop there, does it?”

He exhales through his nose, a slight smirk forming.

HOOK:
“Because this past Saturday… you stepped in the ring with my father.”

A bigger reaction now.

HOOK (cont’d):
“And just like me… he beat you.”

HOOK taps his chest.

HOOK:
“Senerchia.”

He nods.

HOOK:
“That’s the name, right? You wanted to make an example out of it?”

He raises two fingers.

HOOK:
“Here’s your example—Senerchia: 2.”

He lowers his hand.

HOOK:
“WALTER: 0.”

The crowd chants along with the count.

HOOK’s expression hardens again.

HOOK:
“You don’t like that, do you?”

He steps toward the ropes, looking straight into the hard cam.

HOOK:
“You don’t like that you couldn’t break me.”

A beat.

HOOK:
“You don’t like that you couldn’t break him.”

Another beat.

HOOK (quiet, intense):
“And you really don’t like that this—”

He lifts the Television Championship slightly.

HOOK:
“—isn’t yours anymore.”

The crowd cheers.

HOOK:
“So let me make this simple for you.”

He drops the title back onto his shoulder.

HOOK:
“No more cheap shots. No more waiting in the dark.”

He points toward the entrance ramp.

HOOK:
“You want this back? You want me?”

A pause.

HOOK:
“Come take it!”

He drops the microphone and leaves the ring.....


Singles Matchup
Orange Cassidy Vs Rex Steiner

As the show is about to end, we cut to the backstage area where we hook up with Rex Steiner after his match. He is clearly annoyed and agitated by the situation.

The camera cuts backstage where Rex Steiner is storming down the hallway, clearly frustrated, muttering under his breath.

Rex Steiner:
“Every week… every single fucking week…”

He runs a hand through his hair, shaking his head.

Rex Steiner:
“Logan Paul… Orange Cassidy… Aaron Stevens… Eli Drake… I’m not running a freaking daycare.”

He turns a corner—and nearly walks straight into Mark Briscoe, who’s just exiting a door, still holding a folder.

Mark steadies him, raising an eyebrow.

Mark Briscoe:
“Whoa now, big man—where you goin’ like the building’s on fire?”

Rex exhales, trying to calm himself.

Rex Steiner:
“Just… tired of games.”

Mark nods, glancing back at the door he just came from.

Mark Briscoe:
“Yeah, I feel that. Just got outta a meetin’ with the big boss—Hall of Fame stuff.”

He taps the folder.

Mark Briscoe (cont’d):
“Me and my brother… that’s a big deal. Real big.”

Rex nods respectfully.

Rex Steiner:
“It is. You deserve it.”

Mark gives a small, appreciative nod.

Mark Briscoe:
“Appreciate that, brother. But you look like somethin’ else is eatin’ at you. What’s goin’ on?”

Rex sighs, leaning slightly against the wall.

Rex Steiner:
“Last few weeks? It’s been a circus. Logan Paul running his mouth, Orange Cassidy playing games, Aaron Stevens trying to be a star again, Eli Drake talking like he owns the place…”

He shakes his head.

Rex (cont’d):
“I’m trying to compete. They’re trying to get a reaction.”

Mark listens closely, nodding along.

Mark Briscoe:
“Sounds like a whole lotta noise… and not a whole lotta fight.”

Rex looks up at him.

Rex Steiner:
“Exactly.”

Mark smirks slightly.

Mark Briscoe:
“Well, lemme tell you somethin’—you don’t shut that kinda noise up by walkin’ away from it.”

He steps a little closer.

Mark Briscoe (cont’d):
“You shut it up by whoopin’ all of ‘em at once.”

Rex raises an eyebrow.

Rex Steiner:
“Yeah? And how do you suggest I do that?”

Mark grins.

Mark Briscoe:
“You don’t gotta do it alone, now do you?”

A small beat as Rex considers it.

Mark Briscoe (cont’d):
“I got some time before that Hall of Fame ceremony… and I don’t mind remindin’ people how we used to handle business.”

Rex cracks the slightest smirk.

Rex Steiner:
“You offering to watch my back?”

Mark chuckles.

Mark Briscoe:
“I’m offerin’ to make sure them boys stop playin’ and start survivin’.”

Rex nods, extending his hand.

Rex Steiner:
“Then let’s make some noise.”

Mark looks at the hand, then shakes it firmly.

Mark Briscoe:
“Now you talkin’, partner.”

The two share a look of understanding as the camera fades out and this weeks show ends....

[Vikingsfan88]

Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show starts backstage where we can see the lifeless bodies of Bullet Club members Marty Scurll, Adam Cole and Jay White scattered trough the hallway. An eerie silence fills the place, and in the reflection from the door in front of the camera, we can see the back of two huge individuals leaving the scene.... We cut to the Jamboree vignette....


Singles Matchup
Johnny Gargano Vs John Morrison

The bell rings and the speed is immediate. Morrison utilizes his parkour background, springing off the ropes for a disaster kick, but Gargano ducks, catching him with a rolling kick of his own. The match is a technical masterclass, transitioning from "Johnny Wrestling’s" intricate submissions to Morrison’s high-flying brilliance.

Just as Gargano locks in the Garga-No-Escape in the center of the ring, the crowd’s cheers turn to a collective gasp. Tommaso Ciampa vaults over the barricade, his eyes wild with a familiar, obsessive rage. He doesn't wait for a distraction; he slides into the ring and levels Gargano with a devastating Project Ciampa.

The referee frantically calls for the bell, signaling a disqualification, but the match is the last thing on Ciampa’s mind. He relentlessy pummels Gargano, ignoring Morrison entirely. He drags his former partner to the apron and delivers a sickening Willow's Bell onto the concrete floor. Officials rush the ring to pull the "Blackheart" away, but the damage is done. Gargano is left motionless, the rivalry reignited in the most violent fashion possible.

Match ends in a NO-CONTEST

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The camera cuts to the backstage area where Corey Graves is visiting the EAM Intercontinental Champion; Colt Cabana.

Corey Graves:
“Well, it’s not every day you see me in an EAM locker room, but when you’ve got a Hall of Famer, a legend, and the current Intercontinental Champion all in one place… you make the trip.”

The camera pans to Colt Cabana, the EAM Intercontinental Championship draped proudly over his shoulder. Cabana adjusts the title slightly, soaking in the moment.

Corey Graves (cont’d):
“Colt, you’ve done it all in this business. Hall of Fame career, respected worldwide—and now you sit at the top as Intercontinental Champion. What’s next for you?”

Cabana smirks, tapping the title.

Colt Cabana:
“What’s next? Corey, I’ve been ‘what’s next’ my entire career. People called me underrated, overlooked… a joke. Now I’m standing here with this—”

He pats the title again.

Colt Cabana (cont’d):
“—and suddenly everyone remembers. Funny how that works, right?”

Graves nods, clearly impressed.

Corey Graves:
“I’ve known a lot of champions, Colt. Not many wear it with the kind of… chip on their shoulder that you do.”

Cabana grins.

Colt Cabana:
“That chip built this.”

Before Graves can respond, a familiar laugh echoes as Seth Rollins steps into frame, dressed flamboyantly as ever, slow-clapping.

Seth Rollins:
“Wow… what a touching story. Truly inspiring.”

Cabana rolls his eyes as Graves sighs, already sensing where this is going.

Corey Graves:
“Of course. It wouldn’t be a real moment without you, Seth.”

Rollins smirks at Graves.

Seth Rollins:
“Careful, Corey. Last time we shared space, things didn’t exactly end on good terms, did they?”

Graves tilts his head, unfazed.

Corey Graves:
“Funny—you say that like you’ve ever left anything on good terms.”

Cabana chuckles under his breath.

Seth Rollins (turning to Cabana):
“And you… Intercontinental Champion. That’s… adorable.”

Cabana steps forward slightly, title still on his shoulder.

Colt Cabana:
“You can say ‘impressive,’ Seth. It won’t hurt you.”

Seth Rollins:
“No, what’s impressive is how you’ve convinced people this—this little nostalgia act—is on my level.”

The smile fades from Cabana’s face.

Colt Cabana:
“I didn’t convince anybody. I earned it. Something you might remember if you stopped hiding behind catchphrases and costumes.”

Graves quietly steps out of the center as the tension builds.

Seth Rollins:
“I don’t hide. I evolve. That’s why I’m still at the top… and you’re just enjoying your little moment.”

The air shifts instantly as CM Punk steps into frame, eyes locked on Rollins.

Cabana doesn’t turn—just nods slightly, almost expecting it.

Rollins’ smirk fades.

CM Punk:
“You just can’t help yourself, can you, Seth?”

Seth Rollins:
“Oh, this is perfect.”

Punk steps up beside Cabana, glancing briefly at the Intercontinental Title before focusing back on Rollins.

Colt Cabana:
“This ‘moment’ is something you can’t take away from me Seth. But if you want to try, why don't we put it to the test? Season 17th's last PPV is coming up, and as far as i know, none of us are booked for the show. So why don't you find yourself a partner, and we settle this like we do around here, in the ring?”

Rollins laughs, backing up a step.

Seth Rollins:
“Oh, I’ll bring a partner. Worst case? I bring my wife, and we embarrass you together.”

A mixed reaction can be heard from the arena as Cabana smirks.

Colt Cabana:
“Yeah? You might wanna think bigger than that.”

CM Punk:
“You find somebody—anybody—and we’ll be waiting.”

Rollins shakes his head, pacing slightly.

Seth Rollins:
“You two? This is what I’m supposed to be worried about?”

Punk leans in just enough.

CM Punk:
“You should be worried about keeping up.”

Rollins glares, then slowly starts backing away.

Seth Rollins:
“I’ll find someone. And when I do… this little reunion tour you’re on? It ends.”

Punk smirks.

CM Punk:
“Seth… it already started ending the second you walked in.”

Rollins scoffs and exits frame, clearly rattled despite himself.

The camera lingers on Cabana and Punk standing side by side—champion and challenger energy filling the shot—while Graves steps back into frame, shaking his head.

Corey Graves:
“I came here for a visit… and somehow walked into a main event.”

We cut back to the arena for our next matchup.....


Tag Team Matchup
Young Bucks Vs Hardy Boyz

The arena hums with "Delete" chants as Broken Matt and Brother Nero face off against the slick, modern arrogance of Matt and Nick Jackson. The Bucks start fast, mocking the Hardys' age with rapid-fire superkicks and theatrical poses. However, the Hardys aren't playing by standard rules. Matt Hardy, in his "Broken" brilliance, bites at Nick’s fingers while Jeff takes flight with a Whisper in the Wind that wipes out both Bucks on the floor.

The momentum shifts back and forth—a BTE Trigger is narrowly avoided, leading into a chaotic sequence of "Suck It" taunts and "Delete" screams. The finish is pure vintage Hardy. Jeff catches Nick Jackson with a Twist of Fate, and Matt follows up by spiking Matt Jackson into the mat. Jeff ascends the turnbuckle, his eyes glazed with the spirit of Brother Nero, and connects with a thunderous Swanton Bomb.

The Hardys secure the 1-2-3, but the celebration is non-existent. Instead of a handshake, Matt Hardy signals for more "Deletion." They continue the assault, Matt trapping Nick’s head in a steel chair while Jeff prepares another high-risk maneuver from the top rope. They aren't just winning matches; they are "rendering the Bucks obsolete." The locker room empties to save the Jacksons, but the Hardys have already left their mark of wreckage.

Winners: The Hardy Boyz

As we get back from the commercial break, the camera cuts to the ring where HOOK stands alone, the EAM Television Championship resting over his shoulder. He’s pacing slowly, jaw tight, clearly not in the mood for theatrics.

The crowd buzzes as he raises a mic—but takes a moment before speaking.

HOOK:
“…WALTER.”

The name alone draws a reaction. HOOK adjusts the title on his shoulder, eyes locked straight ahead.

HOOK:
“I needed one shot... I stepped into the ring with you… and I beat you.”

A small pause.

HOOK:
“Then what’d you do?”

He nods to himself.

HOOK:
“You waited. You watched. And the second my back was turned… you jumped me.”

Boos ripple through the crowd.

HOOK (cont’d):
“That’s not dominance. That’s not power.”

He leans slightly on the ropes.

HOOK:
“That’s cowardice.”

The crowd pops louder.

HOOK paces again, slower this time.

HOOK:
“And it doesn’t stop there, does it?”

He exhales through his nose, a slight smirk forming.

HOOK:
“Because this past Saturday… you stepped in the ring with my father.”

A bigger reaction now.

HOOK (cont’d):
“And just like me… he beat you.”

HOOK taps his chest.

HOOK:
“Senerchia.”

He nods.

HOOK:
“That’s the name, right? You wanted to make an example out of it?”

He raises two fingers.

HOOK:
“Here’s your example—Senerchia: 2.”

He lowers his hand.

HOOK:
“WALTER: 0.”

The crowd chants along with the count.

HOOK’s expression hardens again.

HOOK:
“You don’t like that, do you?”

He steps toward the ropes, looking straight into the hard cam.

HOOK:
“You don’t like that you couldn’t break me.”

A beat.

HOOK:
“You don’t like that you couldn’t break him.”

Another beat.

HOOK (quiet, intense):
“And you really don’t like that this—”

He lifts the Television Championship slightly.

HOOK:
“—isn’t yours anymore.”

The crowd cheers.

HOOK:
“So let me make this simple for you.”

He drops the title back onto his shoulder.

HOOK:
“No more cheap shots. No more waiting in the dark.”

He points toward the entrance ramp.

HOOK:
“You want this back? You want me?”

A pause.

HOOK:
“Come take it!”

He drops the microphone and leaves the ring.....


Singles Matchup
Orange Cassidy Vs Rex Steiner

Rex Steiner is a powerhouse, tossing Orange Cassidy across the ring like a ragdoll. Cassidy, true to form, keeps his hands in his pockets, narrowly dodging Steiner’s brutal lariats with casual tilts of his head. The crowd loses it when Cassidy connects with his "deadly" soft kicks, only for Steiner to nearly decapitate him with a Steiner Screwdriver.

As Steiner prepares to finish the "King of Sloth Style," the referee gets bumped during a corner collision. With the official dazed, Eli Drake (LA Knight) slides into the ring. Steiner looks confused, but Drake doesn't hesitate—he levels Steiner with a Blunt Force Trauma and points mockingly at the fallen powerhouse.

Drake slips out just as the referee regains his senses. Cassidy, barely aware of what happened but sensing an opening, sluggishly drapes an arm over Steiner. The ref counts: one, two, three.

Cassidy wins. He slowly stands up, puts his sunglasses back on, and gives a half-hearted thumbs up to the confused crowd. He might not know Eli Drake helped him, and frankly, he probably doesn't care. Steiner is left fuming in the ring, screaming at a referee who saw absolutely nothing but a legal pinfall.

Winner: Orange Cassidy

As the show is about to end, we cut to the backstage area where we hook up with Rex Steiner after his match. He is clearly annoyed and agitated by the situation.

The camera cuts backstage where Rex Steiner is storming down the hallway, clearly frustrated, muttering under his breath.

Rex Steiner:
“Every week… every single fucking week…”

He runs a hand through his hair, shaking his head.

Rex Steiner:
“Logan Paul… Orange Cassidy… Aaron Stevens… Eli Drake… I’m not running a freaking daycare.”

He turns a corner—and nearly walks straight into Mark Briscoe, who’s just exiting a door, still holding a folder.

Mark steadies him, raising an eyebrow.

Mark Briscoe:
“Whoa now, big man—where you goin’ like the building’s on fire?”

Rex exhales, trying to calm himself.

Rex Steiner:
“Just… tired of games.”

Mark nods, glancing back at the door he just came from.

Mark Briscoe:
“Yeah, I feel that. Just got outta a meetin’ with the big boss—Hall of Fame stuff.”

He taps the folder.

Mark Briscoe (cont’d):
“Me and my brother… that’s a big deal. Real big.”

Rex nods respectfully.

Rex Steiner:
“It is. You deserve it.”

Mark gives a small, appreciative nod.

Mark Briscoe:
“Appreciate that, brother. But you look like somethin’ else is eatin’ at you. What’s goin’ on?”

Rex sighs, leaning slightly against the wall.

Rex Steiner:
“Last few weeks? It’s been a circus. Logan Paul running his mouth, Orange Cassidy playing games, Aaron Stevens trying to be a star again, Eli Drake talking like he owns the place…”

He shakes his head.

Rex (cont’d):
“I’m trying to compete. They’re trying to get a reaction.”

Mark listens closely, nodding along.

Mark Briscoe:
“Sounds like a whole lotta noise… and not a whole lotta fight.”

Rex looks up at him.

Rex Steiner:
“Exactly.”

Mark smirks slightly.

Mark Briscoe:
“Well, lemme tell you somethin’—you don’t shut that kinda noise up by walkin’ away from it.”

He steps a little closer.

Mark Briscoe (cont’d):
“You shut it up by whoopin’ all of ‘em at once.”

Rex raises an eyebrow.

Rex Steiner:
“Yeah? And how do you suggest I do that?”

Mark grins.

Mark Briscoe:
“You don’t gotta do it alone, now do you?”

A small beat as Rex considers it.

Mark Briscoe (cont’d):
“I got some time before that Hall of Fame ceremony… and I don’t mind remindin’ people how we used to handle business.”

Rex cracks the slightest smirk.

Rex Steiner:
“You offering to watch my back?”

Mark chuckles.

Mark Briscoe:
“I’m offerin’ to make sure them boys stop playin’ and start survivin’.”

Rex nods, extending his hand.

Rex Steiner:
“Then let’s make some noise.”

Mark looks at the hand, then shakes it firmly.

Mark Briscoe:
“Now you talkin’, partner.”

The two share a look of understanding as the camera fades out and this weeks show ends....

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Episode #90


Show opens with a Update on the status on Mickie James and the status of The Center of Attention Championship. Mickie is recovering, but will not be competing for the rest of the year, if ever...

We get a re-package of the events that lead to Mickie being hospitalized, then again a clip from the board having a meeting about the fate and future of the Center of Attention Championship where we once again see the clip where Emil A. picks up the vacant EAM Womens Championship from the wall and throws it on the table. We then get the graphics and a date, telling us that The EAM Womens Championship are returning. And for those who can count ahead, the date on the screen fits with when EAM are hosting Grandslam 18. We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


Singles Matchup
Rematch from Episode #87
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Taya Valkyrie

- Candice LeRae interferes and costs Taya the match.

Tag Team Mathchup
Tha Braid & Tha Boss (Bianca Belair & Sasha Banks) Vs Deonna Purrazzo & Tessa Blanchard

As we get back from commercial break, we get a promotional video for the upcoming Night of The Slammies PPV, which marks he end of season 17. We get the announcement that The Rock and his daughter Ava will be special guest hosts for the event.

EAM Primetime Bitch Championship Matchup (Read below first)
Jade Cargill (c) Vs Wendy Choo

- After the match, during the celebration, music cranks the arena speakers and Raquel Rodriguez walks out on the stage. The 90th episode of Spotlight ends with a stare-down between Jade and Raquel....

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Episode #90


Show opens with a Update on the status on Mickie James and the status of The Center of Attention Championship. Mickie is recovering, but will not be competing for the rest of the year, if ever...

We get a re-package of the events that lead to Mickie being hospitalized, then again a clip from the board having a meeting about the fate and future of the Center of Attention Championship where we once again see the clip where Emil A. picks up the vacant EAM Womens Championship from the wall and throws it on the table. We then get the graphics and a date, telling us that The EAM Womens Championship are returning. And for those who can count ahead, the date on the screen fits with when EAM are hosting Grandslam 18. We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


Singles Matchup
Rematch from Episode #87
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Taya Valkyrie

The rematch from Episode #87 begins with a palpable tension. Taya Valkyrie, looking to avenge her previous loss, uses her "Lucha Loca" style to keep the agile Stephanie Vaquer grounded. The match is a physical showcase of strikes and power moves, with Vaquer hitting a beautiful springboard crossbody that nearly secures a three-count.

As the action spills to the apron, Taya gains the upper hand, preparing for the Road to Valhalla. However, the referee’s attention is diverted when Candice LeRae appears at ringside. Clambering onto the apron, LeRae provides a critical distraction. Taya drops Vaquer to confront Candice, but the "Poison Pixie" isn't there to talk; she delivers a sharp rake to Taya's eyes while the ref is out of position.

Blinded and reeling, Taya stumbles backward right into Vaquer's clutches. Vaquer seizes the moment, spinning Taya into a devastating Package Backbreaker. The referee turns back just in time to count the pinfall. Vaquer secures the win, leaving Taya in the ring clutching her face, while Candice LeRae retreats up the ramp with a sinister smirk, having successfully cost "La Wera Loca" her redemption.

Winner: Stephanie Vaquer

Tag Team Mathchup
Tha Braid & Tha Boss (Bianca Belair & Sasha Banks) Vs Deonna Purrazzo & Tessa Blanchard

This high-stakes tag team collision features four of the most decorated women in the industry. Bianca Belair and Sasha Banks (Tha Braid & Tha Boss) enter with an aura of untouchable confidence, but the technical prowess of Deonna Purrazzo and the raw aggression of Tessa Blanchard prove to be a formidable challenge.

The early goings see "The Virtuosa" Purrazzo systematically targeting Sasha’s arm, looking to set up the Fujiwara Armbar. Tessa Blanchard tags in and keeps the pressure high, using heavy forearms and a snap suplex to keep Banks isolated. The crowd erupts when Sasha finally makes the hot tag to the "EST." Bianca enters like a whirlwind, hitting a double dropkick and showcasing her incredible strength by lifting both opponents for a dual vertical suplex.

The finish descends into chaotic brilliance. Tessa attempts a Magnum, but Bianca catches her mid-air. While the ref is distracted by Purrazzo trying to interfere, Sasha executes a perfect Backstabber on Blanchard, holding her in place. Bianca follows up immediately, hoisting Tessa onto her shoulders for the K.O.D. (Kiss of Death). Sasha simultaneously takes out Purrazzo with a suicide dive to the floor. Bianca slams Tessa into the canvas and covers her for the definitive 1-2-3. Tha Braid and Tha Boss stand tall, their chemistry proving that their combined star power is simply too much for the technical experts to overcome.

Winners: The Braid & Tha Boss

As we get back from commercial break, we get a promotional video for the upcoming Night of The Slammies PPV, which marks he end of season 17. We get the announcement that The Rock and his daughter Ava will be special guest hosts for the event.

EAM Primetime Bitch Championship Matchup
Jade Cargill (c) Vs Wendy Choo

Jade Cargill enters the arena with the confidence of a champion who believes she is "That Bitch," while Wendy Choo arrives with her signature pillow, looking deceptively relaxed. As the bell rings, Choo tries to use her unorthodox, "sleepy" offense to catch Jade off guard, slipping through Jade’s legs and utilizing cradle pins to create near-falls.

However, the power gap becomes impossible to ignore. Cargill catches a crossbody attempt and transitions it into a rib-shattering delayed vertical suplex, holding Choo in the air for a full ten seconds. Jade spends much of the match mocking Choo’s antics, stepping on her pillow and tossing it into the third row. Choo finds a second wind, firing off a series of overhead belly-to-belly suplexes and a Sleeper Hold that briefly brings the champion to one knee.

Jade’s raw athleticism wins out. She powers out of the submission, drives Choo into the turnbuckle, and delivers a devastating pump kick. With Choo dazed, Jade hooks the arms and delivers Jaded in the center of the ring. The referee counts the three, and Jade Cargill retains her EAM Primetime Bitch Championship.

Winner and still Primetime Bitch Champion: Jade Cargill

As Jade stands over Choo, holding her title high while pyrotechnics explode, a familiar, heavy bassline begins to throb through the arena speakers. The celebration halts instantly. Raquel Rodriguez emerges from the shadows of the stage, looking more focused than ever. She doesn't say a word, simply standing at the top of the ramp, flexing her back and locking eyes with the champion. Jade holds the belt up, trash-talking from the ring, but her eyes betray a hint of recognition for the powerhouse threat in front of her. Episode #90 of Spotlight fades to black with a chilling stare-down between the two titans.

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Episode #529

Show opens backstage where Seth Rollins seek out Colt Cabana and Cm Punk and tell them that they better prepare for whats gonna come, because he found himself a partner, and he is more popular than both of them together. As a matter of fact, people love him wherever he goes, something that neither Cabana or Punk will ever experience. Rollins leave them, laughing while walking down the hallway as we cut to the Jamboree vignette....


No DQ Matchup (Read below first)
Johnny Gargano Vs Tommaso Ciampa

- Drew McIntyre returns and helps Gargano out. A stare-down between Ciampa and McIntyre as we cut to commercials...

Tag Team Matchup
The Butcher & The Blade (Andy Williams & Jesse Guilmette) Vs Paul London & Brian Kendrick

- After the matchup, whoever wins, we are re-introduced to the team of Hafthor and Hall, who is here to make a statement. A brual beatdown offcurs on the ring, where Hafhtor and hall makes short process on both teams, standing tall and pose as we cut to commercial break...


As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where we hook up with none other than AJ Styles, John Cena and Shawn Michaels, who is talking about their careers, and how they are all on their last chapter, as there is nothing they havent really done. Then they get the idea that it would be fun to have like one last hurrah, and with a spot vacant on the upcoming Night of The Slammies card, why dont Shawn find himself a tag team partner and they can have a tag team matchup against each other, just for the hell of it?


EAM Television Championship Matchup (Read below first)
HOOK (c) Vs WALTER

- David Benoit makes his appearence during the match.

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Episode #529

Show opens backstage where Seth Rollins seek out Colt Cabana and Cm Punk and tell them that they better prepare for whats gonna come, because he found himself a partner, and he is more popular than both of them together. As a matter of fact, people love him wherever he goes, something that neither Cabana or Punk will ever experience. Rollins leave them, laughing while walking down the hallway as we cut to the Jamboree vignette....


No DQ Matchup
Johnny Gargano Vs Tommaso Ciampa

The hatred between these two men transforms the arena into a combat zone. Since there are no disqualifications, the bell is merely a suggestion to start the carnage. Ciampa immediately introduces a lead pipe, but Gargano counters with a suicide dive that sends both men crashing into the barricade. They fight through the crowd, utilizing trash cans, steel chairs, and the concrete floor.

Back in the ring, Ciampa has Gargano positioned for a Fairytale Ending onto an unfolded chair. Just as he looks to end Gargano’s career, a familiar, brooding theme hits the speakers. The crowd erupts as Drew McIntyre emerges from the tunnel, sword in hand and a look of cold determination on his face.

McIntyre storms the ring, and Ciampa, distracted by the return of the "Scottish Warrior," lets go of Gargano. Drew levels Ciampa with a massive Claymore Kick that sends the "Blackheart" inside out. Gargano, battered but seizing the opening, crawls over to McIntyre. Drew doesn't offer a smile; he simply helps Gargano to his feet, showing a rare moment of respect for the man Ciampa tried to break.

The physical action pauses as Ciampa rolls to the apron, clutching his jaw and staring up at the behemoth who just ruined his night. McIntyre stands tall beside a nodding Gargano, his eyes locked on Ciampa’s in a terrifying, silent challenge. The camera zooms in on the intense stare-down as the screen fades to black for a commercial break.

Winner: Tommaso Ciampa

Tag Team Matchup
The Butcher & The Blade (Andy Williams & Jesse Guilmette) Vs Paul London & Brian Kendrick

The Butcher and The Blade bring their signature brand of gritty, blue-collar violence to the ring, looking to dismantle the high-flying legends. Andy Williams uses his massive frame to trap Brian Kendrick in the corner, delivering heavy chops that echo through the rafters. Jesse Guilmette provides the tactical edge, cutting off the ring and preventing the tag to London.

However, the speed and chemistry of London and Kendrick remain world-class. Kendrick escapes a powerbomb attempt with a sunset flip, finally tagging in Paul London. London is a house of fire, hitting a dropsault on The Blade and a standing shooting star press on The Butcher. The match reaches a fever pitch when London hits a suicide dive to the outside on The Butcher, leaving Kendrick alone with The Blade. Kendrick nails the Sliced Bread #2, and London follows up with a picture-perfect 450 Splash for the three-count.

Winners: Paul London & Brian Kendrick

Segment: The Return of the Titans

The celebration is cut short as the lights flicker and a low, guttural hum fills the arena. Returning to the Spotlight stage are the behemoths Hafthor Björnsson and Hall. The sheer scale of the two men halts the music. They storm the ring like a natural disaster. Hafthor catches London mid-air and tosses him into the turnbuckle with a terrifying Gorilla Press, while Hall destroys The Butcher and The Blade with thunderous lariats. They decimate both teams in seconds, leaving four men broken in the ring. Hafthor and Hall stand over the wreckage, arms crossed, signaling a new era of absolute destruction.

As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where we hook up with none other than AJ Styles, John Cena and Shawn Michaels, who is talking about their careers, and how they are all on their last chapter, as there is nothing they havent really done. Then they get the idea that it would be fun to have like one last hurrah, and with a spot vacant on the upcoming Night of The Slammies card, why dont Shawn find himself a tag team partner and they can have a tag team matchup against each other, just for the hell of it?


EAM Television Championship Matchup
HOOK (c) Vs WALTER

The atmosphere is electric as the "Cold-Hearted Handsome Devil" defends his title against the "Ring General," WALTER. It’s a clash of styles: HOOK’s judo-based technicality against WALTER’s soul-crushing strikes. WALTER greets HOOK with a chop that leaves a crimson handprint on the champion’s chest, but HOOK doesn't flinch, responding with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex that actually moves the massive Austrian.

As the match reaches a brutal stalemate, the crowd’s attention shifts to the entrance ramp. David Benoit makes his shocking appearance, walking slowly toward the ring. HOOK, normally stoic, is visibly shaken. He stares at Benoit, unable to believe the sight.

WALTER, never one for sentimentality, seizes the distraction. He levels HOOK from behind with a clubbing blow to the back of the neck and then executes a massive Shotgun Dropkick, sending HOOK flying through the ropes and crashing to the floor right at Benoit’s feet.

Benoit stands over the fallen champion, a grim, haunting smile spreading across his face. He leans down, whispering into HOOK’s ear:

"The sins of the past are coming for the future."

Benoit suddenly snaps. He ignores the dazed HOOK and rushes into the ring, leaping onto WALTER with a flurry of strikes. The Austrian powerhouse tries to fight him off, but Benoit is relentless, driving WALTER into the corner with a series of German Suplexes. The referee, seeing the total loss of control and the outside interference, has no choice but to call for the bell. The match is a No-Contest, but as the officials try to separate Benoit and WALTER, it’s clear that the EAM Television Championship scene has just become a war zone.

Match is ruled a No-Contest

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Episode #91


Show opens in the ring where a rare contract signing is going to take place, as The Primetime Bitch; Jade Cargill stand on the opposite end of a table for Raquel Rodriquez. Spotlight GM Quinn McKay is there to supervise the ordeal, while several members of security as also gathered around the ring, as everyone knows how these sessions might turn out. Neither of the women does anything sepcial however, they just sign the contracts and stare at each other.... Then, suddenly everything gets interrupted as music cranks the arena speakers. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sPXV...&start_radio=1 This is not a entrance theme that the EAM fans recognize right way, but when a tall person walks out on the stage like she owned the place, there is a masssive pop from the audience attending. Beth and Jillian on commentary can't believe it either, So the rumours going around was true after all? Lash Legend has signed a contract with EAM Promotions! And it seems like she's already sought out her first victim. The segment ends with Jade Cargill and Lash Legend staring each other down.... We cut to the Spotlight vignette...

As the show is about to start, Beth and Jillian are still buzzing about the rescent happenings, but they are also excited for what's happening next tonight, as tonights show has some very special matched inteed. FIrst off, we have a Fatal 4-Way match coming up, opening tonigts episode, but it's a bit sad and wistful aint it? After all, only one of those girls will get theor contract re-newed for season 18. Jillian tries to cheer Beth up, explaining about the other matches where are gonna see tonight. As for the first time ever, Charlotte Flair will go one on one with one of our quickest rising superstars; Stephanie Vaquer for the first time ever! That's something to look forward to aint it? Besides, not to mention our main event, where Quinn McKay after last weeks alteration, has decided to give Allysin Kay and Marti Bell an opportunity to face Piper Niven and Nia Jax for The EAM Womens Tag Team Championships... So why waste more time? Take it away Jamie!


Fatal 4-Way Contract Re-Newal Matchup
Tiffany Nieves Vs Kris Statlander Vs Priscilla Kelly Vs Masha Slamovich


As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where we hook up wit Candice LeRae who is trying to get some food from one of the food carts when Taya Valkyrie walks by. Taya starts to talk trash, talking about the fact that it's only Johnny's fault, and that Candice would be such better without him. As a matter of fact, Candice would be a really good subject for a best friend, if it wasn't for her deadbeat husband. Candice's face gets redder and redder by the humiliating talk and is about to throw some food at Taya, but decides not to. Taya laughs, saying that's just what she thought. Johnny made her weak.... Taya is about to leave when Candice run up to her and attack her from behind. The two girls roll around the floor, yelling profanities at each other, clawing and pulling each others hair when suddenly someone seperates then. Tommaso Ciampa lifts Taya away, telling her that John wants to see her. And that he should be glad he didnt see this sorry excuse for a brawl. Drew McIntyre holds Candice, making sure she wont try any more sudden attacks. The two girls scream profanities at each other as they are escorted seperate ways down the hallway.... We cut back to the arena for our next and very anticipated matchup of he evening...


Singles Matchup
First Time Ever!
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Charlotte Flair


As we get back from comercial break and return to the ring, The EAM Womens Tag Team Champions are already there, cutting a Promo, talking about destroying all competition. Even sending IIconics back to the bush-Leagues where they belong. The People backstage better come up With some decent comepetition for them, because this is starting to get stale and boring. They get interrupted then, as music cranks the arena speakers https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2hn...&start_radio=1 Allysin Kay and Marti Belle walks out on the stage, cutting a small promo themselves, telling Piper and Jax that they have never actualy beaten them. Piper and Jax laughs and replies saying " thats why we usually dont bother With mid-carders " but they feel generuous tonight, so why the hell not. Just so they once again an prove their point.

EAM Womens Tag Team Championships Matchup
Piper Niven & Nia Jax (c) Vs The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle)

- After the match, Tessa Blanchard & Deonna Purrazzo walks out on the stage, proclaiming that Piper and Nia has never beaten them either. So they put Down a Challenge for the titles at Night of The Slammies! as the episode ends....

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Episode #91


Show opens in the ring where a rare contract signing is going to take place, as The Primetime Bitch; Jade Cargill stand on the opposite end of a table for Raquel Rodriquez. Spotlight GM Quinn McKay is there to supervise the ordeal, while several members of security as also gathered around the ring, as everyone knows how these sessions might turn out. Neither of the women does anything sepcial however, they just sign the contracts and stare at each other.... Then, suddenly everything gets interrupted as music cranks the arena speakers. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sPXV...&start_radio=1. This is not a entrance theme that the EAM fans recognize right way, but when a tall person walks out on the stage like she owned the place, there is a masssive pop from the audience attending. Beth and Jillian on commentary can't believe it either, So the rumours going around was true after all? Lash Legend has signed a contract with EAM Promotions! And it seems like she's already sought out her first victim. The segment ends with Jade Cargill and Lash Legend staring each other down.... We cut to the Spotlight vignette...

As the show is about to start, Beth and Jillian are still buzzing about the rescent happenings, but they are also excited for what's happening next tonight, as tonights show has some very special matched inteed. FIrst off, we have a Fatal 4-Way match coming up, opening tonigts episode, but it's a bit sad and wistful aint it? After all, only one of those girls will get theor contract re-newed for season 18. Jillian tries to cheer Beth up, explaining about the other matches where are gonna see tonight. As for the first time ever, Charlotte Flair will go one on one with one of our quickest rising superstars; Stephanie Vaquer for the first time ever! That's something to look forward to aint it? Besides, not to mention our main event, where Quinn McKay after last weeks alteration, has decided to give Allysin Kay and Marti Bell an opportunity to face Piper Niven and Nia Jax for The EAM Womens Tag Team Championships... So why waste more time? Take it away Jamie!


Fatal 4-Way Contract Re-Newal Matchup
Tiffany Nieves Vs Kris Statlander Vs Priscilla Kelly Vs Masha Slamovich

The stakes are higher than ever in this "Contract Renewal" match, with all four women fighting for their professional future in Spotlight. Masha Slamovich brings the violence early, leveling Priscilla Kelly with a stiff headbutt and lighting up Tiffany Nieves with rapid-fire chest chops. Nieves, the "Princesa" of the NWA, showcases her resilience, catching Masha with a snap DDT that sends the Russian powerhouse rolling to the floor.

Priscilla Kelly seizes the opening, utilizing her psychological warfare to distract Nieves before locking in a grounded octopus stretch. The technical battle is interrupted by "The Galaxy’s Greatest Alien," Kris Statlander. Statlander enters the ring with a head of steam, taking out both Nieves and Kelly with a thunderous double lariat. The match breaks down into a beautiful display of chaos: Masha hits a Snow Plow on Nieves, but the pin is broken up by Kelly’s Trapped in Sin.

As Kelly looks to finish Nieves, Statlander recovers and delivers a devastating Area 451 splash onto both women. Masha tries to intervene with a spinning heel kick, but Statlander catches her mid-air and transitions into the Big Bang Theory. Statlander drapes an arm over Nieves as the referee counts to three. Kris Statlander secures the win, guaranteeing her spot on the roster and sending a clear message to the management that she is the cornerstone of the division.

Winner: Kris Statlander

As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where we hook up wit Candice LeRae who is trying to get some food from one of the food carts when Taya Valkyrie walks by. Taya starts to talk trash, talking about the fact that it's only Johnny's fault, and that Candice would be such better without him. As a matter of fact, Candice would be a really good subject for a best friend, if it wasn't for her deadbeat husband. Candice's face gets redder and redder by the humiliating talk and is about to throw some food at Taya, but decides not to. Taya laughs, saying that's just what she thought. Johnny made her weak.... Taya is about to leave when Candice run up to her and attack her from behind. The two girls roll around the floor, yelling profanities at each other, clawing and pulling each others hair when suddenly someone seperates then. Tommaso Ciampa lifts Taya away, telling her that John wants to see her. And that he should be glad he didnt see this sorry excuse for a brawl. Drew McIntyre holds Candice, making sure she wont try any more sudden attacks. The two girls scream profanities at each other as they are escorted seperate ways down the hallway.... We cut back to the arena for our next and very anticipated matchup of he evening...


Singles Matchup
First Time Ever!
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Charlotte Flair

In a true "Dream Match" for the ages, the international sensation Stephanie Vaquer goes one-on-one with "The Queen," Charlotte Flair. Flair starts with her signature arrogance, mocking Vaquer’s agility, but the Chilean star quickly wipes the smile off Charlotte's face with a stinging forearm shiver. The match is a masterclass in psychology, with Flair targeting Vaquer’s knee to set up the Figure-Eight Leglock.

Vaquer, showing the heart that has made her a global name, fights through the pain. She escapes a spear attempt by leaping over the ropes and hitting a stunning springboard crossbody. The action reaches a fever pitch as Charlotte goes for a Natural Selection, but Vaquer counters mid-move into a backslide for a near-fall.

The finish is a shock to the system. Charlotte ascends the top rope for a moonsault, but Vaquer rolls out of the way. As Flair lands on her feet, Vaquer hits the ropes and connects with a massive headbutt followed by her signature Package Backbreaker. The crowd holds its breath as the ref counts: one, two, three. Vaquer has done the impossible, pinning the most decorated woman in history in the middle of the ring.

Winner: Stephanie Vaquer

As we get back from comercial break and return to the ring, The EAM Womens Tag Team Champions are already there, cutting a Promo, talking about destroying all competition. Even sending IIconics back to the bush-Leagues where they belong. The People backstage better come up With some decent comepetition for them, because this is starting to get stale and boring. They get interrupted then, as music cranks the arena speakers https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2hn...&start_radio=1 Allysin Kay and Marti Belle walks out on the stage, cutting a small promo themselves, telling Piper and Jax that they have never actualy beaten them. Piper and Jax laughs and replies saying " thats why we usually dont bother With mid-carders " but they feel generuous tonight, so why the hell not. Just so they once again an prove their point.

EAM Womens Tag Team Championships Matchup
Piper Niven & Nia Jax (c) Vs The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle)

The Hex (Allysin Kay and Marti Belle) bring years of chemistry and veteran savvy to the ring, but they are facing the literal "Wall of Power" in Piper Niven and Nia Jax. The match begins with The Hex utilizing quick tags and double-team maneuvers to keep the larger champions off balance. Allysin Kay manages to drop Nia Jax to one knee with a series of stiff boots, while Marti Belle keeps Piper distracted on the apron.

However, the tide turns when Nia Jax catches Marti Belle mid-air and delivers a sickening Samoan Drop. From there, the champions dismantle the challengers. Piper Niven enters and showcases her terrifying combination of speed and mass, hitting a running senton that nearly flattens Belle. The Hex makes a valiant comeback attempt, with Allysin Kay hitting an AK-47 on Piper, but Nia Jax breaks up the pin by simply walking through Kay with a massive lariat.

The end comes when Nia Jax clears the ring of Allysin Kay, leaving Marti Belle isolated. Nia delivers a crushing Leg Drop, and as Belle staggers to her feet, Piper Niven comes off the ropes with a thunderous Michinoku Driver. Nia stands guard, staring down a frustrated Allysin Kay on the floor, while Piper covers Marti for the three-count. Niven and Jax remain the champions, proving that while The Hex has the soul, the champions have the sheer, unstoppable force.

Winner And still EAM Tag Team Champions: Nia Jax and Piper Niven

- After the match, Tessa Blanchard & Deonna Purrazzo walks out on the stage, proclaiming that Piper and Nia has never beaten them either. So they put Down a Challenge for the titles at Night of The Slammies! as the episode ends....

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York

Episode #530


Show starts with some commotion backstage, as WALTER is furious because of last week, wanting revenge on Hook. The Ornate Prime Champion; Triple C gets in between them however. As we all know he and WALTER has a long history. He tries to calm them down, but neither man wants to listen. Then David Benoit walks up on the stage and the situation gets even more heated as it is. The situation is saved by the GM Randy Orton however, who tells them to save their energy. After all, Grandslam is closing up, not to mention, he's got some plans for them at Night of The Slammies as well. So please stay put, or there will be consequences.... We cut to the Jamboree vignette....


As our opening contest is about to start, our commentators; Bryan Danielsson and Nige McGuiness can inform us that this singles competition will be contested under the very strict rules that Aaron Steven's Goons, Lackeys, or as he likes to call them himself, his " Protégés " will be banned from ringside for this matchup....

Singles Matchup
Stevens' Protégés Are Banned From Ringside
Aaron Stevens Vs Rex Steiner


We go backstage where we get a segment with Danhausen who bumps into an old (friend) in Prince Devitt. Finn is so sick of Danhausen's antics and sillyness that he's had enough, but then suddenly the Hardy Boyz comes to Danhausen's rescue, telling Devitt that if he's got something unfinished with Danhausen, he must go trough them first. Devitt shakes his head from the whole carnivale act but before he leaves, he tells Danhausen that Devitt is not the only one who's cursed around here. Just wait until X-Mas. As Santa has something very special for Danhausen. Something very nice....very evil..... As Devitt walks around the corner, he bumps into some old friends from The Bullet Club Days. Nick and Matt Buck asks Devitt what's going on, as they can see it on his face that something is amiss. Devitt tells them, first about the demise of The Bullet Club, but then also this freak Danhausen stalking him. And now, on top of all that, he might have to deal with Jeff and Matt Hardy now.... Nick and Matt look at each other, then they tell Finn that they would more than love to help him out. You see, they are kinda in a ruth themselves as of late. Maybe this could turn things arounf for all of them?


Singles Matchup
Jon Moxley Vs Kenny Omega

We get a promo from Tomasso Ciampa next, cutting straight to the chase, telling Drew McIntyre not to put his nose into things that does not concider him. His actions will have concequences, you'll believe is, as there is a very big chance that Drew is not on Santa's " Nice " list this year. As for Ciampa, he doesn't care what list he is on, as long as he gets the chance to punish McIntyre! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!


Tag Team Matchup
Rematch From Episode #525
Paul London & Brian Kendrick Vs War Raiders (Erik & Ivar)

- After the match, whoever wins, the celebration gets brutally interrupted as Hafhtor and Hall once again makes their way down to the ring to wreak havoc. They make short process on both teams and the furniture and barricades around the ring before gesturing for a microphone. They then announce that they are gonna continue to wreak havoc until they get what they want! The show ends with security trying to come to the aid, only to be manhandled and thrown back out of the ring by the two gargantuan menn.....

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After ther show, we go backstage where we hook up with Seth Rollins and Becky Lynch who is about to leave the locker room when Seth sees a X-Mas stocking hanging on his locker room door. He picks it up, pretty excited. But when he pours out the contest, it's only a big loump of coal. Becky laughs, telling Seth it seems like someone think's you have been naughty this year. And before you say anything, I did not put that up. I like that you are naughty darling. Seth shakes his head and throws the stocking and the coal away as they leave the locker room with Becky telling him to cheer up....

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York

Episode #530


Show starts with some commotion backstage, as WALTER is furious because of last week, wanting revenge on Hook. The Ornate Prime Champion; Triple C gets in between them however. As we all know he and WALTER has a long history. He tries to calm them down, but neither man wants to listen. Then David Benoit walks up on the stage and the situation gets even more heated as it is. The situation is saved by the GM Randy Orton however, who tells them to save their energy. After all, Grandslam is closing up, not to mention, he's got some plans for them at Night of The Slammies as well. So please stay put, or there will be consequences.... We cut to the Jamboree vignette....


As our opening contest is about to start, our commentators; Bryan Danielsson and Nige McGuiness can inform us that this singles competition will be contested under the very strict rules that Aaron Steven's Goons, Lackeys, or as he likes to call them himself, his " Protégés " will be banned from ringside for this matchup....

Singles Matchup
Stevens' Protégés Are Banned From Ringside
Aaron Stevens Vs Rex Steiner

Without his loyal students to do his dirty work, Aaron Stevens looks uncharacteristically panicked. He attempts to stall, adjusting his scarf and appealing to the referee for "decorum," but Rex Steiner isn't interested in a lecture. Steiner explodes out of the corner, leveling Stevens with a Steinerline that nearly sends the veteran out of his boots.

Stevens tries to use his veteran savvy, poking Rex in the eye and looking for a technical opening, but the raw power of the second-generation star is too much to contain. Stevens sets up for a jumping neckbreaker, but Steiner catches him mid-air, transitioning effortlessly into a thunderous overhead belly-to-belly suplex.

The crowd roars as Steiner drops the straps. He stalks Stevens, who is pleading for mercy in the corner. Rex hoists him up into a dominator rack before spinning him into a devastating Steiner Screwdriver. The referee counts the three, and without his backup, Stevens is left staring at the lights, utterly dismantled by the sheer force of the Steiner lineage.

Winner: Rex Steiner

We go backstage where we get a segment with Danhausen who bumps into an old (friend) in Prince Devitt. Finn is so sick of Danhausen's antics and sillyness that he's had enough, but then suddenly the Hardy Boyz comes to Danhausen's rescue, telling Devitt that if he's got something unfinished with Danhausen, he must go trough them first. Devitt shakes his head from the whole carnivale act but before he leaves, he tells Danhausen that Devitt is not the only one who's cursed around here. Just wait until X-Mas. As Santa has something very special for Danhausen. Something very nice....very evil..... As Devitt walks around the corner, he bumps into some old friends from The Bullet Club Days. Nick and Matt Buck asks Devitt what's going on, as they can see it on his face that something is amiss. Devitt tells them, first about the demise of The Bullet Club, but then also this freak Danhausen stalking him. And now, on top of all that, he might have to deal with Jeff and Matt Hardy now.... Nick and Matt look at each other, then they tell Finn that they would more than love to help him out. You see, they are kinda in a ruth themselves as of late. Maybe this could turn things arounf for all of them?


Singles Matchup
Jon Moxley Vs Kenny Omega

This is a collision of ideologies: the "Best Bout Machine’s" surgical precision against the "Death Rider’s" unyielding violence. Omega starts the match with a flurry of V-Triggers, looking to end things early, but Moxley simply spits out blood and asks for more. The fight spills to the outside, where Moxley sends Omega crashing through the timekeeper’s table with a suicide dive.

Back in the ring, they trade strikes in a grueling sequence that leaves both men reeling. Omega connects with a Snap Dragon Suplex, but Moxley bounces back up, fueled by pure adrenaline, and levels Kenny with a lariat that turns him inside out. Omega fights back, looking for the One-Winged Angel, but Moxley slides down his back, hooks the arms, and spikes him with a Paradigm Shift.

Kenny somehow kicks out at two and a half, leaving the arena in shock. Omega tries for one last V-Trigger, but Moxley catches the knee, transitions into a rear-naked choke, and then lifts a fading Omega for a high-angle Death Rider directly onto his head. This time, there is no escape. Moxley covers the former champion to secure a monumental victory in this storied rivalry.

Winner: Jon Moxley

We get a promo from Tomasso Ciampa next, cutting straight to the chase, telling Drew McIntyre not to put his nose into things that does not concider him. His actions will have concequences, you'll believe is, as there is a very big chance that Drew is not on Santa's " Nice " list this year. As for Ciampa, he doesn't care what list he is on, as long as he gets the chance to punish McIntyre! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!


Tag Team Matchup
Rematch From Episode #525
Paul London & Brian Kendrick Vs War Raiders (Erik & Ivar)

This rematch from Episode #525 is a classic battle of speed versus titan-strength. Paul London and Brian Kendrick use their veteran chemistry to keep Erik and Ivar at bay, utilizing tandem dropkicks and double-team maneuvers to chop down the larger men. However, the War Raiders are a force of nature. Ivar displays his terrifying agility, performing a cartwheel to dodge a clothesline before flattening Kendrick with a seated senton.

Erik dominates with brutal knee strikes and overhead tosses, nearly securing the win after a shattered dreams-style corner attack. London manages a desperate "hot tag" and takes flight, hitting a 450 Splash on Ivar, but Erik breaks up the pin at the last possible millisecond. The chaos culminates when the Raiders catch London mid-air, hitting the Fallout to secure the definitive pinfall.

Winners: War Raiders

Segment: The Titans’ Ultimatum

The War Raiders barely have time to raise their hands before the atmosphere shifts. The lights dim to a cold, predatory blue as Hafthor and Hall emerge from the smoke. They don't just walk; they invade. They slide into the ring and immediately decimate the War Raiders, with Hafthor military-pressing Ivar over the top rope onto the floor.

They turn their attention to the furniture, smashing the announce desk and hurling steel barricades as if they were made of cardboard. Hall grabs a microphone, his voice a gravelly roar. "We aren't here for titles! We are here for souls! We will continue this havoc until we get what we want!" >
A swarm of security guards rushes the ring to restore order, but it’s a slaughter. Hafthor grabs two guards by their throats, hoisting them effortlessly and tossing them back out onto their colleagues like trash. The show ends with the two gargantuan men standing amidst the wreckage, undisputed kings of the chaos.

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After ther show, we go backstage where we hook up with Seth Rollins and Becky Lynch who is about to leave the locker room when Seth sees a X-Mas stocking hanging on his locker room door. He picks it up, pretty excited. But when he pours out the contest, it's only a big loump of coal. Becky laughs, telling Seth it seems like someone think's you have been naughty this year. And before you say anything, I did not put that up. I like that you are naughty darling. Seth shakes his head and throws the stocking and the coal away as they leave the locker room with Becky telling him to cheer up....

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Episode #92


We open backstage where we hook up with none other than The Rock's daughter; Ava Raine, who is going to be the special guest host together with her dad at the upcoming and last EAM PPV of season 17; " Night of The Slammies 13.

As she turns a corner she bumps into Mick Foley's daughter; Noelle Foley. This meeting leads to some heat an a confrontation between the two, where Ava asks what the hell Noelle is doing here, whereupon Noelle replies she's here to see her dad. Ava laughs, telling Noelle that she's here because she's got an appointment with none else than Emil A. by the way, aren't Noelle a bit to old hanging around her father? Noelle gets angry, telling Ava she's the one to talk. The whole segment ends in a catfight in the hallway that quickly gets seperated by security as we cut to the Spotlight vignette.....


Singles Matchup (Read below first)
Natalya Neidhart Vs Stephanie Vaquer

- Kamille interferes in the match, but Charlotte Flair also makes her way out to make sure there is no funny business is going on. Sadly it backfires and it costs Natalya the match. We go to commercial break with all four women brawling both inside and outside the ring as security storms the scene.....

Singles Matchup
Former Partners Collide!
Kris Statlander Vs Wendy Choo

Before our main event we get a promotional video, hyping up the newest signing on the Spotlight roster; Lash Legend. We get to see some of her earlier bravados in a short high-light package before we get a promo from the woman herself where she makes everything completely clear. She is not in EAM to get friends or fans, but to win titles, and she's got her eyes on that Primetime Bitch Championship. You see, one of the clauses in her contract was that her first match inside that EAM ring would be worth my while. So.....Jade, if you actually manage to overcome the minor obstacle that is Raquel Rodriquez, I am waiting for you, at Grandslam!!!

Tag Team Matchup
Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan Vs TayJay (Anna Jay & Tay Conti)


As the show is about to end, we hook up with Becky Lynch who is about to leave the building as she walks into Nia Jax. She's already a bit grumpy, and bumping into Nia doesn't make things any less better. She makes a remark on how impossible it is to not bump into Nia, as there is so much of her. This agitates Nia who grabs Becky by the throat, telling her that she's been lucky up to this point, but Nia is sick of her antics and silly jokes. She better stand up for herself, for once. Because next time they meet, her husband wont be there to save her. Nia release her grip on Becky, pushing her backwards before leaving....

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Episode #92


We open backstage where we hook up with none other than The Rock's daughter; Ava Raine, who is going to be the special guest host together with her dad at the upcoming and last EAM PPV of season 17; " Night of The Slammies 13.

As she turns a corner she bumps into Mick Foley's daughter; Noelle Foley. This meeting leads to some heat an a confrontation between the two, where Ava asks what the hell Noelle is doing here, whereupon Noelle replies she's here to see her dad. Ava laughs, telling Noelle that she's here because she's got an appointment with none else than Emil A. by the way, aren't Noelle a bit to old hanging around her father? Noelle gets angry, telling Ava she's the one to talk. The whole segment ends in a catfight in the hallway that quickly gets seperated by security as we cut to the Spotlight vignette.....


Singles Matchup
Natalya Neidhart Vs Stephanie Vaquer

The ring-veteran and "Queen of Harts" Natalya looks to take the surging international star Stephanie Vaquer to school. Natalya immediately utilizes her superior grappling, grounding Vaquer with a headlock and working over the arm. Vaquer, however, isn't easily intimidated. She uses her Lucha-inspired agility to escape, hitting a beautiful springboard armdrag that sends Natalya to the corner.

The match is a stiff back-and-forth affair. Natalya connects with a discus clothesline that nearly turns Vaquer inside out, but as she goes for the Sharpshooter, the arena lights flicker. Kamille emerges from the crowd, sliding onto the apron to draw the referee's attention. Just as it looks like a cheap shot is coming, Charlotte Flair storms down the ramp.

Charlotte pulls Kamille off the apron, and a brawl erupts between the two powerhouses. In the chaos, Charlotte accidentally bumps into the ropes, crotching Natalya as she was attempting a top-rope maneuver. Vaquer, sensing the opening, doesn't hesitate. She pulls Natalya down and rolls her up in a tight La Magistral cradle. The ref, finally turning back, counts the three.

Winner: Stephanie Vaquer

The bell rings, but the violence only intensifies. Kamille and Charlotte spill into the ring, and soon all four women are trading blows. Natalya, furious at the accidental interference, spears Charlotte. Security and officials storm the scene to pull the women apart, but the "Queen" and the "Brickhouse" are locked in a death grip as the show cuts to a frantic commercial break.

Singles Matchup
Former Partners Collide!
Kris Statlander Vs Wendy Choo

There is a heavy air of sadness in the ring as the once-inseparable partners, Kris Statlander and Wendy Choo, stand across from one another. Statlander tries to offer a handshake, but Choo—clutching her pillow and looking unusually somber—simply stares her down.

The match is surprisingly physical. Choo uses her sleepy style to lure Statlander in, catching her with a sudden cross-body and a series of rapid-fire strikes. Statlander, the "Galaxy's Greatest Alien," relies on her raw power, catching Choo mid-air for a thunderous delayed vertical suplex. Choo counters a powerbomb attempt into a sleeper hold, nearly putting the powerhouse to sleep.

In the end, Statlander’s strength proves too much. She powers Choo up, drives her into the corner, and connects with a devastating Big Bang Theory. Statlander secures the pin, but instead of celebrating, she immediately helps Choo to her feet and offers a respectful nod, though the tension between the former friends remains palpable.

Winner: Kris Statlander

Before our main event we get a promotional video, hyping up the newest signing on the Spotlight roster; Lash Legend. We get to see some of her earlier bravados in a short high-light package before we get a promo from the woman herself where she makes everything completely clear. She is not in EAM to get friends or fans, but to win titles, and she's got her eyes on that Primetime Bitch Championship. You see, one of the clauses in her contract was that her first match inside that EAM ring would be worth my while. So.....Jade, if you actually manage to overcome the minor obstacle that is Raquel Rodriquez, I am waiting for you, at Grandslam!!!

Tag Team Matchup
Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan Vs TayJay (Anna Jay & Tay Conti)

This tag team battle is a clash of high-energy chaos against tactical aggression. Shotzi Blackhart starts the match by howling at the moon and launching herself at Anna Jay with a flurry of strikes. Kiera Hogan tags in, showcasing her "Girl on Fire" speed with a basement dropkick that sends Tay Conti sprawling to the outside.

TayJay quickly regains control through their seamless double-team maneuvers. Tay Conti utilizes her judo background to slam Shotzi into the canvas, while Anna Jay locks in a suffocating Queenslayer that nearly forces a tap-out. The momentum swings wildly as Shotzi escapes and tags in Kiera, who lights up both opponents with rapid-fire superkicks.

The finish comes when the action breaks down into all-out war. Shotzi wipes out Tay Conti with a suicide dive through the ropes. Inside the ring, Kiera Hogan counters Anna Jay’s kick into a textbook Face Plant. With Anna dazed, Kiera ascends the turnbuckle and connects with a top-rope diving neckbreaker. She hooks the leg while Shotzi prevents Conti from making the save.

Winners: Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan

As the show is about to end, we hook up with Becky Lynch who is about to leave the building as she walks into Nia Jax. She's already a bit grumpy, and bumping into Nia doesn't make things any less better. She makes a remark on how impossible it is to not bump into Nia, as there is so much of her. This agitates Nia who grabs Becky by the throat, telling her that she's been lucky up to this point, but Nia is sick of her antics and silly jokes. She better stand up for herself, for once. Because next time they meet, her husband wont be there to save her. Nia release her grip on Becky, pushing her backwards before leaving....

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A Traditional EAM X-Mas Special, Live from The Union Square Holiday Market, New York




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Ornaments of Death Matchup
Drew McIntyre Vs Tommaso Ciampa

Stockings filled With Coal On A Pole Matchup
Corey Graves Vs Seth Rollins

Naughty or Nice Matchup
Nia Jax Vs Becky Lynch

Santa's Bag On A Pole Matchup
Danhausen Vs The Christmas Creature

Miracle On 34th Street Fight
MJF Vs Randy Orton

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A Traditional EAM X-Mas Special, Live from The Union Square Holiday Market, New York



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Ornaments of Death Matchup
Drew McIntyre Vs Tommaso Ciampa

The Union Square Holiday Market has been transformed into a winter wasteland of pain. Snow falls lightly over the ring, but the atmosphere is anything but peaceful. In this Ornaments of Death match, the ring ropes have been replaced with thick strands of oversized, jagged Christmas lights, and the corners are decked out with trees covered in "shatterproof" ornaments that prove to be anything but.

Drew McIntyre starts the match by grabbing a giant candy cane—sharpened to a point—and jabbing it into Ciampa’s midsection. The "Scottish Warrior" tosses Ciampa toward a pile of gift-wrapped boxes, but Ciampa reveals his holiday spirit is nonexistent by smashing a heavy fruitcake over Drew’s head. The cake, hard as a brick, actually staggers the big man. Ciampa cackles, grabbing a string of lights and wrapping them around Drew’s throat for a festive chokehold.

The "fun" escalates when Drew finds a sack of coal and dumps it in the center of the ring. Instead of a traditional slam, he gives Ciampa an Air Raid Crash directly onto the lumpy, black rocks. Drew then goes for a Claymore, but Ciampa ducks, and Drew’s boot shatters a giant nutcracker standing at ringside. As Drew tries to pull his leg free from the wooden soldier, Ciampa seizes a heavy glass ornament and smashes it over Drew's skull. Shards of red and gold glitter everywhere. Ciampa follows up with a Fairytale Ending onto a steel sled tucked under the ring. The referee counts to three as the holiday shoppers look on in a mix of horror and holiday cheer.

Winner: Tommaso Ciampa

Stockings filled With Coal On A Pole Matchup
Corey Graves Vs Seth Rollins

High above a neutral corner hangs a soot-stained stocking packed with heavy coal. This is the ultimate prize in a match that sees the return of Corey Graves to the ring against the "Visionary," Seth Rollins. Rollins, dressed in a suit that looks like it was made from discarded tinsel, dances around the ring, mocking Graves' long hiatus.

Graves, however, hasn't lost his step. He grounds Rollins with a dragon screw and transitions into a technical assault. The two battle toward the pole, with Rollins attempting to use Graves’ back as a stepping stone. Graves catches him mid-air, hitting a backdrop driver onto the cold pavement of Union Square. The damage to the market stalls is mounting; a neighboring hot cocoa stand is leveled when Rollins hits a Suicide Dive that sends Graves through a table of artisanal mugs.

They climb the pole simultaneously, trading punches near the rafters. Rollins manages to kick Graves away, but as he reaches for the stocking, Graves grabs Rollins' flashy boot. In a display of veteran savvy, Graves pulls Rollins down directly into a Powerbomb through a display of handcrafted wreaths. While Rollins is tangled in the pine and wire, Graves scales the pole and retrieves the stocking. He doesn't wait; he swings the heavy sock like a flail, clobbering Rollins across the jaw. In a massive upset that silences the New York crowd, Graves locks in a modified Lucky 13 submission until Rollins, overwhelmed by the coal-weighted impact and the hold, has no choice but to tap out.

Winner: Corey Graves

Naughty or Nice Matchup
Nia Jax Vs Becky Lynch

The rules are simple: the "Nice" side of the ring features traditional wrestling rules, while the "Naughty" side—the floor and the surrounding market—is anything goes. Becky Lynch, the "Man" of the holidays, tries to keep Nia Jax in the center of the ring, utilizing her technical prowess to target Nia’s arm for the Dis-arm-her.

However, the sheer mass of Nia Jax is a holiday hurdle Becky can’t easily clear. Nia tosses Becky over the top rope into the "Naughty" zone, where the match turns into a brawl. Nia grabs a nearby decorative reindeer and uses its antlers to rake Becky’s forehead. Becky fights back, grabbing a heavy garland and whipping Nia across the back. The two battle into a row of boutiques, shattering windows and sending expensive scarves flying.

Back in the ring, Becky looks to have the win secured after a Man-handle Slam, but Nia’s power is too much. Nia counters a second attempt by simply falling backward, crushing Becky under her weight. Nia drags Becky to the corner, where a giant "Naughty List" sign is posted. She delivers a devastating Annidhilator (Bonsai Drop) from the second rope. The impact shakes the ring and the surrounding pavement. Nia covers the "Man" for the pinfall, proving that being naughty pays off in Union Square.

Winner: Nia Jax

Santa's Bag On A Pole Matchup
Danhausen Vs The Christmas Creature

The "Christmas Creature"—a towering, tinsel-covered cryptid—stands in the way of Danhausen and "Santa's Bag," which supposedly contains a hoard of human teeth (or at least a lot of money). Danhausen enters the ring and immediately tries to "curse" the Creature, pointing a crooked finger. The Creature simply tilts its mossy, pine-scented head and lets out a low, jingly growl.

Danhausen realizes magic might not work, so he tries to bribe the Creature with a jar of pickles he found at a nearby stall. The Creature eats the pickles—jar and all—and then proceeds to toss Danhausen across the ring with a Gorilla Press. Danhausen bounces off the canvas like a rubber ball, shouting, "Very evil! Very painful!" He tries to climb the pole, but his boots are slippery from a spilled eggnog puddle.

The comedy reaches its peak when Danhausen pulls a small bag of "magic salt" from his trunks and throws it in the Creature’s eyes. While the monster is distracted by the seasoning, Danhausen hitches a ride on the Creature's back as it stumbles toward the pole. Danhausen reaches up, snags the bag, and hits the Creature over the head with it. The bag bursts, showering the ring in glitter and gold coins. The Creature slips on the coins, falling flat on its back, allowing Danhausen to make the pin while yelling, "I am rich-hausen!"

Winner: Danhausen

Miracle On 34th Street Fight
MJF Vs Randy Orton

This isn't just a match; it’s a New York City riot. MJF, draped in a Burberry-patterned scarf that costs more than most of the market’s inventory, starts by insulting the "poor people of Manhattan." Randy Orton, however, is not in the mood for a monologue. He greets the "Salt of the Earth" with a thumb to the eye and a backdrop onto the icy pavement.

The fight quickly leaves the ring and heads toward the actual storefronts. MJF grabs a heavy snow globe from a vendor and smashes it over Orton’s back, then uses a string of high-end LED lights to whip the "Viper." They brawl through the Union Square subway entrance, where Orton back-body drops MJF onto a pile of discarded cardboard. MJF screams about a lawsuit, but EAM’s lawyers are nowhere to be found.

As they return to the market, MJF attempts to use a giant, frozen turkey as a weapon, but Orton kicks it out of his hands. The crowd goes wild as MJF hides behind a Salvation Army bell ringer, only for Orton to deliver a DDT off the top of a holiday kiosk. MJF looks to have the win after a low blow and a hit with his Diamond Ring, but as he mocks Orton’s signature pose, the "Apex Predator" strikes.

In a shocking "RKO out of nowhere," Orton catches MJF mid-air as he jumps off a pile of pallets. The impact shatters a nearby ice sculpture of a reindeer. But the match doesn't end there. MJF tries to crawl away, but Orton drags him back to the ring, which is now covered in broken glass and tinsel. Orton sets up for the Punt, but instead, he grabs a nearby "Leg Lamp" (a tribute to the classics) and bashes MJF with it before delivering one final, thunderous RKO onto a bed of holly. The ref counts three, and the New York crowd erupts in a holiday miracle as the "Viper" stands tall over the arrogant MJF.

Winner: Randy Orton