EAM Promotions - Season 17

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show opens with a promo from a guy that's not known for the EAM universe. He introduce himself as " The Rebel " Starbuck, and he is the owner of Finnish Wrestling Promotion, Slam! Wrestling, who has monopoly on hosting wrestling shows in Estonia as well. He find this whole " Tangle In Tallinn " PPV to be a mockery of him and what he has achieved, so he is challenging the one that's in charge of this circus; Randy Orton! We cut to the Jamboree vignette....

Daniel and Nigel welcome us to yet another episode of Monday Night Jamboree before announcing that they just recieved the word that tonights main event will be Lucha Bros defending their EAM Tag Team Championships against reDragon, but not only that, they have recieved the news that at the upcoming PPV, which will be historical because it is EAM's first visit to Estonia ever, will feature a " Blast From The Past " Tag Team Gauntlet Match, and strap on, because this is crazy, the match will contain nothing less than 20 teams!!! And the winner will recieve a title match for the EAM Tag Team Championships at a later date! Bryan and Nigel gets brutally interrupted then as Aaron Stevens and Logan Paul makes their way out. Aaron cut's his usual sthick promo, before Ospreay's music cranks the arena speakers. Bryan and Nigel can then inform us that this match between Ospreay and Paul is a rematch from about a month ago, in which Ospreay won. But that was before Logan had Stevens at ringside, cheating....

Singles Matchup
Winner gets added to the scramble matchup at " Tangle In Tallinn "
Will Ospreay Vs Logan Paul w/Aaron Stevens

We cut to the backstage area then where Johnny Gargano and John Morrison are catching up as general manager Randy Orton walks by. He says it's nice to see them talking about old times. But why not let by-gones be by-gones huh? To Orton it seems like both of them needs some new focus right now, and that's exactly what Orton is gonna give them. Actually, you know what, you two are up next, against each other. There might even be a small reward to the winner. Just to give you a little extra encouragment....

Singles Matchup
Johnny Gargano Vs John Morrison

As we get back from commercial break we cut to the backstage area, more exactly the office of general manager Randy Orton. Orton is sitting behind his desk as a person walks into his office. Orton looks up into a face he hasn't seen for a very long time. He gets up and shakes hands with " The Devil's favourite Demon " Kane. Orton says it's awesome that he can do this, and that he really appreciate it. They talk a bit about old times when a furious EAM World Heavyweight Champion; Maxwell Jacob Friedman bursts into the office. He wants to make it pretty clear to everyone, especially Orton. That he is not going to Estonia to defend his title against some mid-carder. Hell, he doesn't even know where Estonia is! Don't count on him, because he is not going! And nobody can make him! Kane starts to get up then but MJF quickly leaves the scene. Orton just shakes his head, telling Kane that he should not be bothered by MJF, because that's how he is all the time, really. There is suddenly another knock at the office door, as Danhausen puts his head trough the door, asking Orton if he wanted to see him... We cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....

EAM Tag Team Championships Matchup (read below first)
Lucha Bros (Rey Fenix & Pentagon Jr.) (c) Vs reDragon (Kyle O' Reilly & Bobby Fish)

- Young Bucks and Hardy Boyz interferes in the match. Jeff even brings out a big ladder which gets used as both as a weapon and as a ramp for Jeff to jump from. It's utter chaos and the match is ruled a no-contest, with security and EMT's running down to the ramp, trying to seperate the 8 men from each other as the show comes to an end....

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show opens with a promo from a guy that's not known for the EAM universe. He introduce himself as " The Rebel " Starbuck, and he is the owner of Finnish Wrestling Promotion, Slam! Wrestling, who has monopoly on hosting wrestling shows in Estonia as well. He find this whole " Tangle In Tallinn " PPV to be a mockery of him and what he has achieved, so he is challenging the one that's in charge of this circus; Randy Orton! We cut to the Jamboree vignette....

Daniel and Nigel welcome us to yet another episode of Monday Night Jamboree before announcing that they just recieved the word that tonights main event will be Lucha Bros defending their EAM Tag Team Championships against reDragon, but not only that, they have recieved the news that at the upcoming PPV, which will be historical because it is EAM's first visit to Estonia ever, will feature a " Blast From The Past " Tag Team Gauntlet Match, and strap on, because this is crazy, the match will contain nothing less than 20 teams!!! And the winner will recieve a title match for the EAM Tag Team Championships at a later date! Bryan and Nigel gets brutally interrupted then as Aaron Stevens and Logan Paul makes their way out. Aaron cut's his usual sthick promo, before Ospreay's music cranks the arena speakers. Bryan and Nigel can then inform us that this match between Ospreay and Paul is a rematch from about a month ago, in which Ospreay won. But that was before Logan had Stevens at ringside, cheating....

Singles Matchup
Winner gets added to the scramble matchup at " Tangle In Tallinn "
Will Ospreay Vs Logan Paul w/Aaron Stevens

The bell rings, and the contrast in styles is immediate. Will Ospreay, the "Aerial Assassin," dazzles the crowd with a lightning-fast sequence of handsprings and backflips, while Logan Paul—ever the natural athlete—shows off his explosive amateur wrestling background, catching Ospreay mid-air with a powerful powerslam.

The match is a high-stakes tug-of-war. Ospreay nails a stunning OsCutter, but Paul rolls through the impact, demonstrating a ring awareness that belies his years in the sport. At ringside, Aaron Stevens is a constant nuisance, shouting instructions and occasionally grabbing Ospreay’s ankle to break his momentum.

As Ospreay scales the turnbuckle for the Hidden Blade, Stevens jumps onto the apron, frantically waving his arms to distract the referee. Fed up with the constant interference, the official stops the count, points a stern finger at the entranceway, and ejects Stevens from ringside. The arena erupts as a fuming Stevens is escorted backstage, leaving Logan Paul truly on his own for the first time.

Ospreay senses the opening and goes for a springboard, but Paul—displaying his uncanny "One Lucky Punch" timing—catches Ospreay flush in the jaw as he descends. Dazed, Ospreay stumbles back. Logan quickly maneuvers behind him, hoisting him up for a thunderous Paul from Grace (Hangman’s Neckbreaker/Facebuster combo).

Paul quickly hooks the leg, leaning his full weight into the cover. The referee counts a fast three, and Logan Paul steals the victory.

Winner: Logan Paul

With this win, Logan Paul officially punches his ticket to the high-stakes Scramble Match in Estonia. He stands over a fallen Ospreay, mocking the "Aerial Assassin" with a salute as the "Tangle In Tallinn" logo flashes on the screen.

We cut to the backstage area then where Johnny Gargano and John Morrison are catching up as general manager Randy Orton walks by. He says it's nice to see them talking about old times. But why not let by-gones be by-gones huh? To Orton it seems like both of them needs some new focus right now, and that's exactly what Orton is gonna give them. Actually, you know what, you two are up next, against each other. There might even be a small reward to the winner. Just to give you a little extra encouragment....

Singles Matchup
Johnny Gargano Vs John Morrison

The lights dim as Johnny Gargano and John Morrison circle one another, the crowd split between "Johnny Wrestling" and "Johnny Drip Drip." From the opening bell, the match is a high-speed chess game. Gargano looks to ground the veteran with technical transitions and a tight Garga-No-Escape attempt, but Morrison’s legendary agility allows him to kip-up and cartwheel out of harm's way, mocking Gargano with a slow-motion pose.

The momentum shifts when the fight spills to the outside. Morrison showcases his "Prince of Parkour" roots, using the steel steps as a launching pad for a breathtaking disaster kick that sends Gargano spiraling into the barricade. Not to be outdone, Gargano recovers and nails a Slingshot Spear through the ropes, nearly securing a three-count that leaves the arena gasping.

As the match reaches its fever pitch, the two trade a series of standing switches and counters
Gargano connects with a Superkick, but Morrison uses the ropes to stay upright, Morrison responds with a Moonlight Drive, but Gargano kicks out at a razor-thin 2.9.
Gargano ascends the turnbuckle for a final blow, but Morrison hits a Springboard Roundhouse Kick that dazes the challenger.

With Gargano slumped near the corner, Morrison seizes the moment. He scales the ropes with feline grace, twisting his body in mid-air for a flawless Starship Pain. He lands flush, hooking the leg as the referee’s hand hits the mat for the three.

Winner: John Morrison

Morrison celebrates atop the turnbuckle, dripping with confidence, while a frustrated Gargano watches from the canvas, realizing he was just one step behind the Hollywood star.

As we get back from commercial break we cut to the backstage area, more exactly the office of general manager Randy Orton. Orton is sitting behind his desk as a person walks into his office. Orton looks up into a face he hasn't seen for a very long time. He gets up and shakes hands with " The Devil's favourite Demon " Kane. Orton says it's awesome that he can do this, and that he really appreciate it. They talk a bit about old times when a furious EAM World Heavyweight Champion; Maxwell Jacob Friedman bursts into the office. He wants to make it pretty clear to everyone, especially Orton. That he is not going to Estonia to defend his title against some mid-carder. Hell, he doesn't even know where Estonia is! Don't count on him, because he is not going! And nobody can make him! Kane starts to get up then but MJF quickly leaves the scene. Orton just shakes his head, telling Kane that he should not be bothered by MJF, because that's how he is all the time, really. There is suddenly another knock at the office door, as Danhausen puts his head trough the door, asking Orton if he wanted to see him... We cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....

EAM Tag Team Championships Matchup
Lucha Bros (Rey Fenix & Pentagon Jr.) (c) Vs reDragon (Kyle O' Reilly & Bobby Fish)

The atmosphere in the arena is electric as the Lucha Bros and reDRagon push the pace to a fever pitch. Rey Fenix just cleared the top rope with a corkscrew moonsault, wiping out Bobby Fish, while Pentagon Jr. and Kyle O’Reilly trade blistering stiff strikes in the center of the ring. The "Cero Miedo" chants are deafening, but just as Pentagon sets up for the Fear Factor, the energy in the building shifts from excitement to pure shock.

Suddenly, the Young Bucks storm the ring from the crowd, superkicking anything that moves. Before the referee can even process the intrusion, the Hardy Boyz emerge from the tunnel to a massive ovation, turning a championship classic into a four-way demolition derby.

The ring transforms into a construction zone as Jeff Hardy drags a massive 20-foot ladder from under the ring. He doesn't just use it as a weapon to clear the apron; he wedges it against the corner turnbuckle, creating a steep, narrow ramp. As Matt Hardy holds Fish and Fenix down on a pair of shattered tables, Jeff sprints up the metal rungs with terrifying speed. He launches himself into a Swanton Bomb from the heavens, crashing into the pile of humanity below.

The referee has long since signaled for a No-Contest, but the bell is drowned out by the sound of splintering wood and steel. Security and EMTs flood the arena, desperately trying to separate the eight men amidst the wreckage. The show fades to black on a scene of total carnage, with no clear champions—only chaos.

Match is ruled NO-CONTEST

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Episode #85


Show opens with a video, showing the moment where Julia Hart sent Mickie James to hospital. Whe then see brief glimpses and clips from what heppened afterwards. Emil A. talking to the doctors, sitting outside Mickie's room... Then we can hear the doctors voice, as a voiceover;

" Sometimes… it’s not about strength. It’s about risk "

" You should prepare for every possibility "

We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


As the show opens in the arena, IIconics' music cranks the arena speakers. Billie and Peyton walks out on the stage, to a mixed reaction from the crowd, but mostly booo's.

Billie Kay:
OI! OI! OI! Cut the music! Cut it! Because we have an announcement that is going to change the trajectory of the women’s tag team division forever!

Peyton Royce:
Forever, Billie. And when we say forever… we mean until we decide otherwise.

Billie:
Now, for weeks — WEEKS — people have been asking, “Why are The IIconics attacking the champions?”
Why are we ambushing them backstage?
Why are we costing them interviews?
Why are we showing up out of nowhere like the glamorous vengeance fairies that we are?

Peyton:
It’s simple. We were tired of watching two human wrecking balls stomp around with our championships.

Billie:
Our division!

Peyton:
Our spotlight!

Billie:
And quite frankly? Our camera time.

Peyton:
You see, Piper Niven and Nia Jax think being champions means you get to sit on your thrones, squash whoever gets thrown at you, and pretend that makes you dominant.

Billie:
But dominance? It’s not about size. It’s not about brute strength. It’s about impact.

Peyton:
And nobody makes an impact like The IIconics.

Billie (smirking):
Every time you turn around — we’re there.
Locker room? We’re there.
Parking lot? We’re there.
In your heads? Oh babes… we own real estate.

Peyton (tone shifts, slightly darker):
You may be champions. But lately? You don’t look in control.
You look paranoid.
You look frustrated.
You look… hunted.

Billie:
And when we finally step into that ring for those titles? It won’t be an ambush.

Peyton:
It’ll be a coronation.

Billie & Peyton together:
It'll be IIconic!!!

They are interrupted then, as the entrance music of The Hex, are cranking the arena speakers. Billie and Peyton pouts, but leaves the ring and escapes trough the audience as Allysin and Marti enters the stage for our first match of the evening...


Tag Team Matchup
The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Deonna Purrazzo & Tessa Blanchard

As we get back from commercial break, we cut to the backstage area, or more precise, the parking lot area for some reason. We can then hear the faint sound of an engine turning over. Headlights slice through the darkness. A sleek black car pulls into the arena parking lot. Expensive. Polished. The kind of car that doesn’t arrive — it announces. The engine shuts off then.

Silence.

The camera drops low. We never see above the waist.

The driver’s side door opens. Long legs step out onto the pavement — deliberate, unhurried. Heels touch concrete with authority. The sound echoes. She stands there for a moment. There is utter silence...

The camera angle stays low. No face. No reveal.

A production assistant approaches off-screen.

Production Assistant (nervous):
“Uh… can I help you?”

There is a pause. We don’t hear her voice. But we hear the assistant swallow.

Production Assistant (nervous):
“…Right this way.”

The camera lingers as she walks forward. Every step confident. Calculated. Not rushed.

As she passes the camera, it catches one subtle detail:

A manicured hand rests briefly on the car door before closing it.

On her finger — a ring shaped like a lightning bolt....

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


NWA World Women's Championship Matchup
Kenzie Paige (c) Vs Kamille

As we get back from commercial break, we once again cut to the ring, where EAM Women's Tag Team Champions; Piper Niven and Nia Jax are cutting a promo.

Nia:
For weeks, We have let Billie and Peyton run around. Jumping from behind. Screaming into cameras. Acting like they are a problem for us. Acting like they suddenly are a danger to us.

You’re not dangerous.
You’re annoying!

Piper Niven:
You want to know why we haven’t chased you down?
Because we don’t swat flies with sledgehammers.

Nia:
You think we’re paranoid? No! We’re patient. Every sneak attack. Every cheap shot. Every time you tried to embarrass us?
We let it happen.

Piper (steps forward):
Because when you finally stop running… when you finally have to stand across from us in that ring… there won’t be a locker room to hide in.

No surprise attacks.
No numbers game.
No escape routes.

Just two women who outweigh you, outfight you, and will absolutely break you.

Nia (cold smile):
You wanted our attention. Congratulations.

You’ve got it.

Piper:
And the next time you try to “make an impact”? We’ll make sure you feel one!

They drop their mic' adjusts their tag team titles and leaves the ring....


Before our main event, we go backstage to the gorilla position, where Becky Lynch is getting herself ready, both physically and mentally when Taya Valkyrie walks by. She does not make any fuzz, but the few words she says is enough to ignite something in Becky.

Taya: Good luck tonight Becky. Break a leg!

Before Becky manage to come up with a response, because she gets so taken by surprise, Taya is gone and Becky's music cranks the arena speakers....

Fatal 4-Way Matchup - Winner will be added to the Scramble matchup (Read Below First)
Charlotte Flair Vs Becky Lynch Vs AJ Lee Vs Natalya Neidhart

- Candice LeRae interferes during the match and takes out AJ Lee. Becky suddenly feel's very out of focus during the matchup.

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Episode #85


Show opens with a video, showing the moment where Julia Hart sent Mickie James to hospital. Whe then see brief glimpses and clips from what heppened afterwards. Emil A. talking to the doctors, sitting outside Mickie's room... Then we can hear the doctors voice, as a voiceover;

" Sometimes… it’s not about strength. It’s about risk "

" You should prepare for every possibility "

We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


As the show opens in the arena, IIconics' music cranks the arena speakers. Billie and Peyton walks out on the stage, to a mixed reaction from the crowd, but mostly booo's.

Billie Kay:
OI! OI! OI! Cut the music! Cut it! Because we have an announcement that is going to change the trajectory of the women’s tag team division forever!

Peyton Royce:
Forever, Billie. And when we say forever… we mean until we decide otherwise.

Billie:
Now, for weeks — WEEKS — people have been asking, “Why are The IIconics attacking the champions?”
Why are we ambushing them backstage?
Why are we costing them interviews?
Why are we showing up out of nowhere like the glamorous vengeance fairies that we are?

Peyton:
It’s simple. We were tired of watching two human wrecking balls stomp around with our championships.

Billie:
Our division!

Peyton:
Our spotlight!

Billie:
And quite frankly? Our camera time.

Peyton:
You see, Piper Niven and Nia Jax think being champions means you get to sit on your thrones, squash whoever gets thrown at you, and pretend that makes you dominant.

Billie:
But dominance? It’s not about size. It’s not about brute strength. It’s about impact.

Peyton:
And nobody makes an impact like The IIconics.

Billie (smirking):
Every time you turn around — we’re there.
Locker room? We’re there.
Parking lot? We’re there.
In your heads? Oh babes… we own real estate.

Peyton (tone shifts, slightly darker):
You may be champions. But lately? You don’t look in control.
You look paranoid.
You look frustrated.
You look… hunted.

Billie:
And when we finally step into that ring for those titles? It won’t be an ambush.

Peyton:
It’ll be a coronation.

Billie & Peyton together:
It'll be IIconic!!!

They are interrupted then, as the entrance music of The Hex, are cranking the arena speakers. Billie and Peyton pouts, but leaves the ring and escapes trough the audience as Allysin and Marti enters the stage for our first match of the evening...


Tag Team Matchup
The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Deonna Purrazzo & Tessa Blanchard

The chemistry of The Hex (Allysin Kay and Marti Belle) was on full display early, as their seamless double-teaming kept the makeshift powerhouse duo of Deonna Purrazzo and Tessa Blanchard off balance. Kay’s raw power and Belle’s agility forced Purrazzo into a defensive shell, but "The Virtuosa" is never more dangerous than when she's cornered.

After a desperate tag to Blanchard, the momentum shifted violently. Tessa entered the ring like a wrecking ball, leveling Marti with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker before trading heavy forearms with Kay. The match devolved into a chaotic four-way brawl, ending with Kay being dumped over the top rope by a double-shoulder block.

Marti Belle attempted a rollup on Purrazzo, but Deonna smoothly transitioned the momentum into the Venus de Milo. As Belle screamed in pain, Kay rushed in to break the hold, only to be intercepted by a devastating Slingshot Suplex from Blanchard. With Kay neutralized, Purrazzo tightened the bridge. Marti had no choice but to tap out.

Winners: Deonna Purrazzo & Tessa Blanchard

As we get back from commercial break, we cut to the backstage area, or more precise, the parking lot area for some reason. We can then hear the faint sound of an engine turning over. Headlights slice through the darkness. A sleek black car pulls into the arena parking lot. Expensive. Polished. The kind of car that doesn’t arrive — it announces. The engine shuts off then.

Silence.

The camera drops low. We never see above the waist.

The driver’s side door opens. Long legs step out onto the pavement — deliberate, unhurried. Heels touch concrete with authority. The sound echoes. She stands there for a moment. There is utter silence...

The camera angle stays low. No face. No reveal.

A production assistant approaches off-screen.

Production Assistant (nervous):
“Uh… can I help you?”

There is a pause. We don’t hear her voice. But we hear the assistant swallow.

Production Assistant (nervous):
“…Right this way.”

The camera lingers as she walks forward. Every step confident. Calculated. Not rushed.

As she passes the camera, it catches one subtle detail:

A manicured hand rests briefly on the car door before closing it.

On her finger — a ring shaped like a lightning bolt....

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


NWA World Women's Championship Matchup
Kenzie Paige (c) Vs Kamille

This was the classic tale of the "Brickhouse" versus the "Prodigy." Kamille used her massive strength advantage to toss the champion across the ring with ease, punishing Paige with gutwrench suplexes and a suffocating bearhug. For much of the match, it looked like the title was headed back to the former champion’s waist.

However, Kenzie Paige proved why she’s the face of the new era. Utilizing her speed and a "win at all costs" mentality, Paige targeted Kamille’s left knee, using the ring posts and the apron to chip away at the powerhouse’s foundation.

The climax came when Kamille signaled for the Spear. As she charged, her knee buckled slightly, giving Paige just enough time to sidestep and send Kamille crashing into an exposed turnbuckle. With the challenger dazed, Paige didn't go for a flashy maneuver; she used a handful of tights and a bridge on a sunset flip. The referee counted to three before Kamille could power out, leaving the challenger fuming as Paige escaped with the "Burke."

Winner: Kenzie Paige

As we get back from commercial break, we once again cut to the ring, where EAM Women's Tag Team Champions; Piper Niven and Nia Jax are cutting a promo.

Nia:
For weeks, We have let Billie and Peyton run around. Jumping from behind. Screaming into cameras. Acting like they are a problem for us. Acting like they suddenly are a danger to us.

You’re not dangerous.
You’re annoying!

Piper Niven:
You want to know why we haven’t chased you down?
Because we don’t swat flies with sledgehammers.

Nia:
You think we’re paranoid? No! We’re patient. Every sneak attack. Every cheap shot. Every time you tried to embarrass us?
We let it happen.

Piper (steps forward):
Because when you finally stop running… when you finally have to stand across from us in that ring… there won’t be a locker room to hide in.

No surprise attacks.
No numbers game.
No escape routes.

Just two women who outweigh you, outfight you, and will absolutely break you.

Nia (cold smile):
You wanted our attention. Congratulations.

You’ve got it.

Piper:
And the next time you try to “make an impact”? We’ll make sure you feel one!

They drop their mic' adjusts their tag team titles and leaves the ring....


Before our main event, we go backstage to the gorilla position, where Becky Lynch is getting herself ready, both physically and mentally when Taya Valkyrie walks by. She does not make any fuzz, but the few words she says is enough to ignite something in Becky.

Taya: Good luck tonight Becky. Break a leg!

Before Becky manage to come up with a response, because she gets so taken by surprise, Taya is gone and Becky's music cranks the arena speakers....

Fatal 4-Way Matchup - Winner will be added to the Scramble matchup (Read Below First)
Charlotte Flair Vs Becky Lynch Vs AJ Lee Vs Natalya Neidhart

The stakes were astronomical, with a spot in the Scramble Match on the line. The match began with a technical masterclass between Natalya and Becky Lynch, while Charlotte Flair and AJ Lee circled like sharks. However, the atmosphere quickly shifted from competitive to bizarre.

Halfway through the bout, Becky Lynch—usually the most composed tactician in the ring—stumbled back toward the ropes. Her eyes glazed over, and she appeared completely disoriented, wandering into a Dis-arm-her attempt that she forgot to lock in. This "out of focus" state allowed Natalya to take control, grounding Becky with a Michinoku Driver.

Meanwhile, AJ Lee took advantage of the chaos, clearing the ring with a series of high-flying maneuvers. She looked poised to lock the Black Widow on Charlotte, but the lights seemed to dim at the entrance ramp. Suddenly, Candice LeRae slid into the ring from the blind side. With a surgical strike, LeRae leveled AJ with a wicked Wicked Witch-style DDT on the apron before vanishing back into the crowd.

The match broke down into a three-way scramble. Natalya locked the Sharpshooter on the still-dazed Becky Lynch. Becky sat in the hold, staring blankly at the turnbuckle rather than fighting. Seeing her opening, Charlotte Flair entered the ring like a predator. She didn't break the hold; instead, she leveled Natalya with a thunderous Big Boot to the side of the head.

As Natalya tumbled out of the ring, Charlotte turned her attention to the incapacitated "Man." With a smirk of royal entitlement, Charlotte applied the Figure-Eight Leglock. Becky offered no resistance, her mind seemingly miles away as her body gave out. The referee called for the bell, handing "The Queen" her ticket to the Scramble.

Winner: Charlotte Flair

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


We get a recap of what happened last week, and we get to see what happened in the EAM Tag Team Championships matchup. Then Orton appears, and declares that with so much chaos going in in the tag team division, desperate measures have to be taken to get to some conclusions. That's why, after last weeks escapades, he has decided that The EAM Tag Team Championships will be defended at the upcoming PPV from Estonia, and since it seems everyone is so found of ladders, Orton has decided that the match should be a Ladder War! We then get the graphics on the screen, making it official. Lucha Bros will be defending their titles at the upcoming " Tangle in Tallinn " PPV, against reDragon, Young Bucks and Hardy Boyz, in a Ladder War. We then cut to the Jamboree vignette....


Show opens in the arena, where EAM Intercontinental Champion; Orange Cassidy is already in the ring. The title draped over his shoulder, sunglasses as usual, and microphone in his hand. Nigel and Bryan on commentary comments on this, as Cassidy barely speaks ever. This gotta be special, no doubt.

Cassidy:
Is this on?

Tap, tap tap....

Cassidy:
Ok.... So, I'm The EAM Intercontinental Champion....

This gets a small pop from the crowd.

Cassidy:
That’s… pretty cool. Right?!

He shrugs....

Cassidy:
So...I was told to go out here and cut a promo....
They told me I should go out here and say something meaningful.
Something about legacy.
Something about work ethics.
Something about defending this title against " the very best in the business " or whatnot...
Something about what it means to be a champion....
But I don't really care about those things....
I don't really care about most things....

Because every time someone talks about “competition,” it’s the same thing.
“I’m the best.”
“They’re the best.”
“This is the toughest roster ever.”

He shrugs.

Cassidy:
It’s wrestling. Everyone thinks they’re good.

He leans on the ropes.

Cassidy:
If you want competition… you show up. You wrestle. You find out. Simple.

Another pause as he looks down at the championship.

Cassidy:
They also told me to talk about legacy. Which is weird. Because I don’t really think about that stuff. But… if you’re gonna talk about this title — about history — you kinda have to talk about the people who built this place.

He adjusts the belt on his shoulder.

Cassidy:
Like Colt Cabana.

Crowd pops warmly.

Cassidy:
Who can forget his match against Samoa Joe at Grandslam 5 huh?

Crowd pops again.

Cassidy:
He’s not out here anymore. He’s not asking for a match. He’s not chasing this. He’s backstage. Making sure this place runs. Making sure guys like me don’t mess it up too bad.

Small smirk...

Cassidy:
Colt wrestled everywhere. Fought everyone. Made people laugh. Made people better.And he didn’t need to scream about it every week.

Pause...

Cassidy:
That’s history. Not the loudest guy. Not the flashiest guy. Just… always there. Especially for the fans. Always Reliable...

He leans back into the corner.

Cassidy:
So if I’m supposed to talk about competition… Maybe that’s it. Maybe it’s not about who yells the most. Maybe it’s about who’s still standing here years from now…
Still defending this…
Still making this place better than they found it.

He shrugs....

Cassidy:
I don’t know, really...

He slides his sunglasses down slightly.

Cassidy:
I guess if I’m gonna be champion… I should probably do that too huh?

A long pause then... He looks at the camera.

Cassidy:
That’s it I guess. That's your promo.

Cassidy is about to leave the ring then, when he turns around, almost like inspector Colombo, when he remembered something important.

Cassidy:
Just one thing... If said mentioned hall of famer would like to dust off his old boots and lace them back up again one last time. I would even put this title up for grabs!

This gets a big pop from the crowd as Cassidy drops the mic and leaves the ring....

Singles Matchup
Seth Rollins Vs John Morrison

As we get back from commercial break, we cut to the backstage area. We find ourselves in a dimly lit hallway. The lights flicker faintly overhead. The arena noise is distant and muffled. It's almost too quiet.

Prince Devitt steps into frame, dressed in black, towel around his neck, smirk firmly in place.

He spots someone off-camera.

Devitt (amused):
Ah. There he is.

Camera pans to Danhausen, standing stiffly against a production crate. Face paint slightly smeared. Not comedic. Not animated.

Devitt:
You know… I almost miss the nagging.
“Bring out The Demon, Devitt!”
“Give the people what they want, Devitt!”

(Mocking tone.)
And then you got it. And then you lost.

Devitt steps closer to Danhausen.

Devitt (lower):
And now look at you. No curses. No jokes. No teeth in jars. Just quiet.... That’s what happens when you poke at demons you don’t understand.

(Danhausen slowly raises his head. His voice is calm. Too calm.)

Danhausen:
Oh, Prince Devitt… Danhausen understands demons very well. Very… very well.

A faint metallic CLANG echoes somewhere down the hallway. Devitt pauses. Just for a second. Looking around...

Devitt (dismissive):
Cute.

Another CLANG. Louder. Like something heavy striking metal....The lights flickers above...

Devitt looks over his shoulder. From the darkness at the end of the corridor comes a faint red glow. Not bright. Subtle. Breathing.

Then, Heavy footsteps. Slow and measured....

Devitt turns fully now. Danhausen doesn’t look scared anymore. Only satisfied. Out of the shadows steps.... Kane!

Not charging. Not yelling. Just standing there. Massive. Silent. Eyes locked on Devitt. The red light hums softly against the concrete walls. Devitt straightens up, jaw tightening....He swallows....

Devitt:
You’ve got to be joking.

Danhausen (quietly, almost reverent):
Danhausen asked for a demon. And a demon answered....

Kane steps forward. The floor almost seems to shake with each step he takes. He stops inches from Devitt. The size difference is undeniable. Kane tilts his head slightly. When he speaks, it’s low. Controlled. Almost a growl.

Kane:
Stay away from him. You hear me?

Utter silence....

Kane:
If not, " The Devil’s favorite demon " will show you what real hell looks like....

Kane then lifts Devitt up by his throat, looking into his eyes. Into his soul....

Silence again. Just a faint hum... Devitt stares back, refusing to show he is utterly terrified. Danhausen slowly backs out of frame, never taking his eyes off Devitt. Kane doesn’t blink. The camera lingers on the tense standoff. Lights flicker once more. We cut back to the arena then for our next match....


Singles Matchup
Kenny Omega Vs Hook

Omega gets confronted by some of his fellow Bullet Club members, Adam Cole and Marty Scurll backstage, who wonders what's been eating Omega as of late, as it seems he's not himself. Omega says he's been wondering the same thing as of late, maybe he just need to take it a bit easier for a while, relaxing a little maybe? Cm Punk suddenly walks by then, gloating and mocking Omega, saying that maybe he will take over as leader of The Bullet Club, after taking care og AJ Styles. He laughs as he walks away, leaving a furious Omega pulling his hair....


Singles Matchup (Read below first)
Eli Drake Vs Will Osprey

- The match ends in a Time-Limit Draw.

[Vikingsfan88]

Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


We get a recap of what happened last week, and we get to see what happened in the EAM Tag Team Championships matchup. Then Orton appears, and declares that with so much chaos going in in the tag team division, desperate measures have to be taken to get to some conclusions. That's why, after last weeks escapades, he has decided that The EAM Tag Team Championships will be defended at the upcoming PPV from Estonia, and since it seems everyone is so found of ladders, Orton has decided that the match should be a Ladder War! We then get the graphics on the screen, making it official. Lucha Bros will be defending their titles at the upcoming " Tangle in Tallinn " PPV, against reDragon, Young Bucks and Hardy Boyz, in a Ladder War. We then cut to the Jamboree vignette....


Show opens in the arena, where EAM Intercontinental Champion; Orange Cassidy is already in the ring. The title draped over his shoulder, sunglasses as usual, and microphone in his hand. Nigel and Bryan on commentary comments on this, as Cassidy barely speaks ever. This gotta be special, no doubt.

Cassidy:
Is this on?

Tap, tap tap....

Cassidy:
Ok.... So, I'm The EAM Intercontinental Champion....

This gets a small pop from the crowd.

Cassidy:
That’s… pretty cool. Right?!

He shrugs....

Cassidy:
So...I was told to go out here and cut a promo....
They told me I should go out here and say something meaningful.
Something about legacy.
Something about work ethics.
Something about defending this title against " the very best in the business " or whatnot...
Something about what it means to be a champion....
But I don't really care about those things....
I don't really care about most things....

Because every time someone talks about “competition,” it’s the same thing.
“I’m the best.”
“They’re the best.”
“This is the toughest roster ever.”

He shrugs.

Cassidy:
It’s wrestling. Everyone thinks they’re good.

He leans on the ropes.

Cassidy:
If you want competition… you show up. You wrestle. You find out. Simple.

Another pause as he looks down at the championship.

Cassidy:
They also told me to talk about legacy. Which is weird. Because I don’t really think about that stuff. But… if you’re gonna talk about this title — about history — you kinda have to talk about the people who built this place.

He adjusts the belt on his shoulder.

Cassidy:
Like Colt Cabana.

Crowd pops warmly.

Cassidy:
Who can forget his match against Samoa Joe at Grandslam 5 huh?

Crowd pops again.

Cassidy:
He’s not out here anymore. He’s not asking for a match. He’s not chasing this. He’s backstage. Making sure this place runs. Making sure guys like me don’t mess it up too bad.

Small smirk...

Cassidy:
Colt wrestled everywhere. Fought everyone. Made people laugh. Made people better.And he didn’t need to scream about it every week.

Pause...

Cassidy:
That’s history. Not the loudest guy. Not the flashiest guy. Just… always there. Especially for the fans. Always Reliable...

He leans back into the corner.

Cassidy:
So if I’m supposed to talk about competition… Maybe that’s it. Maybe it’s not about who yells the most. Maybe it’s about who’s still standing here years from now…
Still defending this…
Still making this place better than they found it.

He shrugs....

Cassidy:
I don’t know, really...

He slides his sunglasses down slightly.

Cassidy:
I guess if I’m gonna be champion… I should probably do that too huh?

A long pause then... He looks at the camera.

Cassidy:
That’s it I guess. That's your promo.

Cassidy is about to leave the ring then, when he turns around, almost like inspector Colombo, when he remembered something important.

Cassidy:
Just one thing... If said mentioned hall of famer would like to dust off his old boots and lace them back up again one last time. I would even put this title up for grabs!

This gets a big pop from the crowd as Cassidy drops the mic and leaves the ring....

Singles Matchup
Seth Rollins Vs John Morrison

The bell rings, but Seth Rollins isn't there—at least, not mentally. Usually the master of mind games, Rollins looks haunted, his eyes darting to the big screen as if expecting a replay of the brutal attack Becky Lynch suffered on Friday’s Spotlight. He’s going through the motions, landing a decent slingblade, but the usual flamboyant edge is replaced by a desperate, frantic energy.

John Morrison, ever the opportunist, senses the lapse in focus. He baits Seth into a chase, utilizing his parkour background to spring off the guardrails and the ring steps with effortless grace. When Seth tries to dial up the intensity for a Curb Stomp, he hesitates for a split second, glancing toward the entrance ramp. That’s all the "Mayor of Slamtown" needs.

Morrison catches Rollins with a disaster kick, followed by a lightning-fast C4 from the second rope. Seeing Seth grounded and still visibly shaken, Morrison ascends the turnbuckle. He executes a flawless Starship Pain, twisting through the air like a glitch in the Matrix. He hooks the leg, and the referee counts the three. Rollins stares at the ceiling, defeated not by Morrison’s athleticism, but by the weight of Friday night.

Winner: John Morrison

As we get back from commercial break, we cut to the backstage area. We find ourselves in a dimly lit hallway. The lights flicker faintly overhead. The arena noise is distant and muffled. It's almost too quiet.

Prince Devitt steps into frame, dressed in black, towel around his neck, smirk firmly in place.

He spots someone off-camera.

Devitt (amused):
Ah. There he is.

Camera pans to Danhausen, standing stiffly against a production crate. Face paint slightly smeared. Not comedic. Not animated.

Devitt:
You know… I almost miss the nagging.
“Bring out The Demon, Devitt!”
“Give the people what they want, Devitt!”

(Mocking tone.)
And then you got it. And then you lost.

Devitt steps closer to Danhausen.

Devitt (lower):
And now look at you. No curses. No jokes. No teeth in jars. Just quiet.... That’s what happens when you poke at demons you don’t understand.

(Danhausen slowly raises his head. His voice is calm. Too calm.)

Danhausen:
Oh, Prince Devitt… Danhausen understands demons very well. Very… very well.

A faint metallic CLANG echoes somewhere down the hallway. Devitt pauses. Just for a second. Looking around...

Devitt (dismissive):
Cute.

Another CLANG. Louder. Like something heavy striking metal....The lights flickers above...

Devitt looks over his shoulder. From the darkness at the end of the corridor comes a faint red glow. Not bright. Subtle. Breathing.

Then, Heavy footsteps. Slow and measured....

Devitt turns fully now. Danhausen doesn’t look scared anymore. Only satisfied. Out of the shadows steps.... Kane!

Not charging. Not yelling. Just standing there. Massive. Silent. Eyes locked on Devitt. The red light hums softly against the concrete walls. Devitt straightens up, jaw tightening....He swallows....

Devitt:
You’ve got to be joking.

Danhausen (quietly, almost reverent):
Danhausen asked for a demon. And a demon answered....

Kane steps forward. The floor almost seems to shake with each step he takes. He stops inches from Devitt. The size difference is undeniable. Kane tilts his head slightly. When he speaks, it’s low. Controlled. Almost a growl.

Kane:
Stay away from him. You hear me?

Utter silence....

Kane:
If not, " The Devil’s favorite demon " will show you what real hell looks like....

Kane then lifts Devitt up by his throat, looking into his eyes. Into his soul....

Silence again. Just a faint hum... Devitt stares back, refusing to show he is utterly terrified. Danhausen slowly backs out of frame, never taking his eyes off Devitt. Kane doesn’t blink. The camera lingers on the tense standoff. Lights flicker once more. We cut back to the arena then for our next match....


Singles Matchup
Kenny Omega Vs Hook

This was supposed to be a lesson in "The Cleaner's" superiority, but Hook didn't get the memo. From the opening lockup, the "Cold-Hearted Handsome Devil" refuses to be intimidated by Omega’s V-Trigger transitions. Every time Kenny looks to build momentum with a Snap Dragon Suplex, Hook finds his base, transitioning into judo tosses that rattle the veteran.

The match reaches a fever pitch when Omega finally connects with a V-Trigger that sends Hook’s gumshield flying. Sensing the end, Omega hooks the arms for the One-Winged Angel. However, Hook shows veteran-level savvy, shifting his weight mid-air to scramble down Omega’s back.

Before Omega can reset, Hook sinks in the Redrum. The crowd erupts as the grip tightens. Omega fights, clawing at Hook’s hands and attempting to run the turnbuckles to flip out, but Hook stays glued to his back like a shadow. With his face turning a deep shade of crimson and his vision fading, the "Best Bout Machine" has no choice but to tap. Hook doesn't celebrate; he simply grabs his jacket and leaves the former world champion gasping for air in the center of the ring.

Winner: Hook

Omega gets confronted by some of his fellow Bullet Club members, Adam Cole and Marty Scurll backstage, who wonders what's been eating Omega as of late, as it seems he's not himself. Omega says he's been wondering the same thing as of late, maybe he just need to take it a bit easier for a while, relaxing a little maybe? Cm Punk suddenly walks by then, gloating and mocking Omega, saying that maybe he will take over as leader of The Bullet Club, after taking care og AJ Styles. He laughs as he walks away, leaving a furious Omega pulling his hair....


Singles Matchup (Read below first)
Eli Drake Vs Will Osprey

The contrast in styles is immediate: Eli Drake, the quintessential "talk the talk and walk the walk" powerhouse, against Will Ospreay, the "Aerial Assassin" turned heavyweight striker. As the match begins, Drake uses his size advantage to ground Ospreay, mocking the crowd with every stalling vertical suplex and heavy right hand. "That's not just a fact, that's a spoiler!" Drake shouts, dominating the first ten minutes with old-school grit.

Ospreay, however, is a kinetic engine. He weathers the storm, finding his opening when Drake misses a diving elbow drop. The pace shifts instantly. Ospreay explodes with a handspring overhead kick, followed by a Sasuke Special that wipes Drake out on the floor. Back in the ring, the two trade "strong style" strikes that echo through the arena. Drake catches a mid-air Ospreay with a powerslam, but Ospreay kicks out at two and a half.

As the clock ticks under five minutes, the desperation is palpable. Ospreay attempts the Hidden Blade, but Drake ducks and hits the Blunt Force Trauma (BFT). The crowd gasps, but Drake is too exhausted to make the immediate cover. By the time he drapes an arm over Ospreay, the "Billy GOAT" manages to get a shoulder up at the last possible microsecond.

With sixty seconds remaining, Ospreay hits an OsCutter, but Drake rolls to the apron. Ospreay drags him back in, looking for the Stormbreaker. Drake counters into a small package—one, two—No! They stand up and trade a flurry of forearms, neither man willing to fall.

10... 9... 8...

Ospreay leaps for a final Spanish Fly just as Drake attempts a clothesline. They both crash to the mat in a heap of tangled limbs.

3... 2... 1... [Bell Rings]

The time limit has expired. The arena is on its feet, but there is no winner. Drake stares at the referee in disbelief, while Ospreay collapses in the corner, both men pushed to their absolute limits without a decisive end.

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Episode #86


Camera opens on AJ Lee sitting cross-legged in the middle of the ring. No music. No smile. No Audience. Just a microphone and that eerily calm look in her eyes....

AJ Lee:
You know what my favorite part of last week's Spotlight was, Candice?

It wasn’t the Fatal 4-Way.
It wasn’t the number one contendership.
It wasn’t even you sprinting down that ramp like your entire existence depended on it.

No.

It was your face.... That look in your eyes when you hit me from behind… like you finally did something that mattered.

(Small smirk.)

You know, Candice, I’ve been waiting for you to stop hiding behind “justice” and “closure” and whatever bedtime story you tell yourself about me almost ruining your career. Let’s talk about that, shall we? You’ve been carrying this around for years. YEARS. Like I’m some kind of ghost haunting your little fairytale life. I leave EAM. I build a legacy. I become a legend. And what do you do?

You stay here.

Stewing.

Obsessing.

Replaying every moment you ever stood in the same ring as AJ Lee and wondering why you were never me.

You say I almost ruined your career?

Sweetie… if I had that kind of power over you, that says way more about you than it does about me.

(Leans forward, tone sharper.)

You’ve cost me matches.
You’ve jumped me from behind.
You stuck your nose in my business at the biggest opportunity of my comeback.

And why?

Because I beat you.

At the pay-per-view, when it mattered, when there was nowhere to run, nowhere to interfere, nowhere to hide — I pinned you. Clean. In the middle of this ring.

And that broke you.

Not because you lost.

But because deep down… you needed to prove I was the villain of your story.

And when I beat you, That excuse disappeared.

So now what are you left with?

Obsession.

You don’t want revenge, Candice. You don’t want justice. You don’t even want the championship.

You want me.

You want my attention.
You want my validation.
You want to matter in the same sentence as AJ Lee.

(Smiles coldly.)

Congratulations. You’ve got it.

But here’s the problem with making me your whole world…

I don’t even think about you.

You ran in during that Fatal 4-Way because you couldn’t stand the idea of me becoming number one contender. Not because you care about gold — but because you can’t handle me shining again.

You thought taking me out would set you free.

But Candice… it just chained you to me even tighter.

So here’s what’s going to happen.

You want to keep attacking me?
Keep costing me opportunities?
Keep trying to rewrite history?

Fine...

Next time, don’t run.

Next time, don’t wait for the lights to be off and my back to be turned.

Come look me in the eyes.

Because if you’re so convinced I almost ruined your career…

Imagine what I’ll do to it on purpose....

We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


Singles Matchup
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Skye Blue

After the match, we follow Skye Blue backstage. The hallway is dimly lit. The air feels heavy. Skye Blue is pacing, still in her ring gear, clearly shaken. A door creaks open behind her. Skye freezes in ger steps.

JULIA:
You hesitated.

(Skye swallows hard.)

SKYE:
It wasn’t supposed to go like that. She kept fighting back, and the referee was right there, and—

JULIA:
—You hesitated.

(Julia steps closer. Not yelling. Not emotional. Just surgical.)

Do you know what that cost us?

Not the match.

Not the moment.

Me.

I had to step in. I had to show my hand far earlier than I intended. Years of patience… undone because you couldn’t pull the trigger on Mickie James.

(Skye’s jaw tightens.)

SKYE:
I was going to finish it! I just— I didn’t want to do it like that. Not to her. She’s—

JULIA (cutting her off):
A relic.

A name.

A story people tell about “how it used to be.”

And our revolution isn’t about nostalgia, Skye.

It’s about erasing it.

(Julia circles her slowly.)

You stood there with her career in your hands… and you blinked.

Do you know what happens to revolutions when soldiers blink?

They die.

(Skye finally turns to face her fully.)

SKYE:
I’m not weak.

JULIA:
Then why did you look at her like you needed permission?

(That hits. Silence.)

You don’t need permission to change this place. You don’t need approval from legends. You don’t need applause from people clinging to the past.

You need conviction.

And tonight… you showed doubt.

(Julia steps closer — almost nose to nose.)

And doubt is contagious.

I revealed myself tonight because I had to protect what we’re building. Because if you couldn’t end her career, I would.

Because this “revolution” does not wait for you to feel comfortable.

(Skye’s voice cracks slightly, but she steadies it.)

SKYE:
It won’t happen again.

(Julia studies her. Long pause.)

JULIA:
It better not.

Because if your… “mistake”… costs us everything? If the wrong people start preparing before we’re ready?

Then you better pray to every god you believe in that I decide you’re still useful.

(Skye’s breathing grows heavier.)

This is bigger than you. Bigger than me. Bigger than one Hall of Famer’s farewell.

We are not here to participate.

We are here to dismantle.

And if I ever have to reveal myself early again because you can’t finish what you start…

(Julia leans in, whispering now.)

…I won’t save you.

(Julia steps back, adjusting her hat, completely composed.)

Clean up your doubt, Skye. We move when I say we move.

(Julia walks off, leaving Skye alone in the hallway — conflicted, shaken, but simmering.)

Camera lingers on Skye’s face as we cut to commercial break....


Singles Matchup
Rematch From The Ann Gunkel Testimonial
Becky Lynch Vs Taya Valkyrie

As our main event of the evening is about to start, we get a short promotional video on the upcoming Supershow from Talllinn, which will be the night before the PPV. We also get the announcement that AJ Lee and Candice LeRae will face each in a rematch on the show before we cut back to the arena and the ring for our main event of the evening...

8-Women Tag Team Matchup
TayJay (Anna Jay & Tay Conti) Vs The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan Vs Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo

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Episode #86


Camera opens on AJ Lee sitting cross-legged in the middle of the ring. No music. No smile. No Audience. Just a microphone and that eerily calm look in her eyes....

AJ Lee:
You know what my favorite part of last week's Spotlight was, Candice?

It wasn’t the Fatal 4-Way.
It wasn’t the number one contendership.
It wasn’t even you sprinting down that ramp like your entire existence depended on it.

No.

It was your face.... That look in your eyes when you hit me from behind… like you finally did something that mattered.

(Small smirk.)

You know, Candice, I’ve been waiting for you to stop hiding behind “justice” and “closure” and whatever bedtime story you tell yourself about me almost ruining your career. Let’s talk about that, shall we? You’ve been carrying this around for years. YEARS. Like I’m some kind of ghost haunting your little fairytale life. I leave EAM. I build a legacy. I become a legend. And what do you do?

You stay here.

Stewing.

Obsessing.

Replaying every moment you ever stood in the same ring as AJ Lee and wondering why you were never me.

You say I almost ruined your career?

Sweetie… if I had that kind of power over you, that says way more about you than it does about me.

(Leans forward, tone sharper.)

You’ve cost me matches.
You’ve jumped me from behind.
You stuck your nose in my business at the biggest opportunity of my comeback.

And why?

Because I beat you.

At the pay-per-view, when it mattered, when there was nowhere to run, nowhere to interfere, nowhere to hide — I pinned you. Clean. In the middle of this ring.

And that broke you.

Not because you lost.

But because deep down… you needed to prove I was the villain of your story.

And when I beat you, That excuse disappeared.

So now what are you left with?

Obsession.

You don’t want revenge, Candice. You don’t want justice. You don’t even want the championship.

You want me.

You want my attention.
You want my validation.
You want to matter in the same sentence as AJ Lee.

(Smiles coldly.)

Congratulations. You’ve got it.

But here’s the problem with making me your whole world…

I don’t even think about you.

You ran in during that Fatal 4-Way because you couldn’t stand the idea of me becoming number one contender. Not because you care about gold — but because you can’t handle me shining again.

You thought taking me out would set you free.

But Candice… it just chained you to me even tighter.

So here’s what’s going to happen.

You want to keep attacking me?
Keep costing me opportunities?
Keep trying to rewrite history?

Fine...

Next time, don’t run.

Next time, don’t wait for the lights to be off and my back to be turned.

Come look me in the eyes.

Because if you’re so convinced I almost ruined your career…

Imagine what I’ll do to it on purpose....

We cut to the Spotlight vignette....


Singles Matchup
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Skye Blue

The energy in the arena shifts as "La Primera" Stephanie Vaquer makes her way to the ring, her presence commanding immediate respect. Opposite her stands Skye Blue, the fan-favorite whose technical growth has been undeniable.

The bell rings, and the contrast in styles is immediate. Skye uses her agility to snap off a series of arm drags, but Vaquer grounds her with a brutal backbreaker that stops the momentum cold. Vaquer’s offense is a masterclass in efficiency; she dismantles Skye’s hope with stiff chops and a hauntingly calm demeanor. Skye rallies, catching Vaquer with a superkick that sends the Chilean star to the corner, followed by a high-velocity crossbody for a narrow two-count.

Skye ascends the turnbuckle, looking for the Code Blue, but Vaquer exhibits veteran awareness. She trips Skye on the ropes, leaving her vulnerable. Vaquer seizes the moment, pulling Skye into the center of the ring for a Package Backbreaker that echoes through the front rows. Sensing the end, Vaquer transitions seamlessly into her signature Dragon Suplex, bridging perfectly. 1... 2... 3.

Winner: Stephanie Vaquer

After the match, we follow Skye Blue backstage. The hallway is dimly lit. The air feels heavy. Skye Blue is pacing, still in her ring gear, clearly shaken. A door creaks open behind her. Skye freezes in ger steps.

JULIA:
You hesitated.

(Skye swallows hard.)

SKYE:
It wasn’t supposed to go like that. She kept fighting back, and the referee was right there, and—

JULIA:
—You hesitated.

(Julia steps closer. Not yelling. Not emotional. Just surgical.)

Do you know what that cost us?

Not the match.

Not the moment.

Me.

I had to step in. I had to show my hand far earlier than I intended. Years of patience… undone because you couldn’t pull the trigger on Mickie James.

(Skye’s jaw tightens.)

SKYE:
I was going to finish it! I just— I didn’t want to do it like that. Not to her. She’s—

JULIA (cutting her off):
A relic.

A name.

A story people tell about “how it used to be.”

And our revolution isn’t about nostalgia, Skye.

It’s about erasing it.

(Julia circles her slowly.)

You stood there with her career in your hands… and you blinked.

Do you know what happens to revolutions when soldiers blink?

They die.

(Skye finally turns to face her fully.)

SKYE:
I’m not weak.

JULIA:
Then why did you look at her like you needed permission?

(That hits. Silence.)

You don’t need permission to change this place. You don’t need approval from legends. You don’t need applause from people clinging to the past.

You need conviction.

And tonight… you showed doubt.

(Julia steps closer — almost nose to nose.)

And doubt is contagious.

I revealed myself tonight because I had to protect what we’re building. Because if you couldn’t end her career, I would.

Because this “revolution” does not wait for you to feel comfortable.

(Skye’s voice cracks slightly, but she steadies it.)

SKYE:
It won’t happen again.

(Julia studies her. Long pause.)

JULIA:
It better not.

Because if your… “mistake”… costs us everything? If the wrong people start preparing before we’re ready?

Then you better pray to every god you believe in that I decide you’re still useful.

(Skye’s breathing grows heavier.)

This is bigger than you. Bigger than me. Bigger than one Hall of Famer’s farewell.

We are not here to participate.

We are here to dismantle.

And if I ever have to reveal myself early again because you can’t finish what you start…

(Julia leans in, whispering now.)

…I won’t save you.

(Julia steps back, adjusting her hat, completely composed.)

Clean up your doubt, Skye. We move when I say we move.

(Julia walks off, leaving Skye alone in the hallway — conflicted, shaken, but simmering.)

Camera lingers on Skye’s face as we cut to commercial break....


Singles Matchup
Rematch From The Ann Gunkel Testimonial
Becky Lynch Vs Taya Valkyrie

The air is thick with tension as "The Man" Becky Lynch stares down "La Wera Loca" Taya Valkyrie. After Becky’s narrow victory at the Ann Gunkel Testimonial, Taya isn't just looking for a win; she’s looking for redemption.

Becky starts fast, using her signature technical prowess to target Taya’s arm, setting the stage for the Dis-arm-her. However, Taya has clearly studied the tape. She powers out of an early attempt, shoving Becky into the turnbuckle and unleashing a flurry of running double knees. The match spills to the outside, where the two veterans trade strikes against the barricade. Becky regains control with a Bexploder on the floor, dragging Taya back inside for a Manhandle Slam attempt.

Taya counters mid-air, spinning Becky into a Blue Thunder Bomb that nearly ends the night. The crowd is divided as Becky finds a second wind, locking in the Dis-arm-her in the center of the ring. Taya’s face contorts in pain, her hand hovering over the mat, but the memory of her previous defeat keeps her in the fight. She rolls through, using her sheer strength to lift Becky into a powerbomb position before transitioning into the Road to Valhalla.

Becky kicks out at the absolute last micro-second. Frustrated but focused, Taya doesn't let up. She traps Becky in a curb stomp followed by a second, more emphatic Road to Valhalla. This time, there is no escape. Taya pins the multi-time champion, evening the score and reclaiming her status at the top of the mountain.

Winner: Taya Valkyrie

As our main event of the evening is about to start, we get a short promotional video on the upcoming Supershow from Talllinn, which will be the night before the PPV. We also get the announcement that AJ Lee and Candice LeRae will face each in a rematch on the show before we cut back to the arena and the ring for our main event of the evening...

8-Women Tag Team Matchup
TayJay (Anna Jay & Tay Conti) Vs The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle) Vs Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan Vs Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo[

Chaos is the only word to describe this high-stakes encounter. With four teams vying for dominance, the ring barely contains the explosive athleticism on display.

The Hex (Allysin Kay and Marti Belle) set the tone early, using their veteran chemistry to isolate Kiera Hogan. Their power-and-finesse combo keeps the match grounded until Shotzi tags in, turning the ring into a demolition derby with a suicide dive that wipes out half the field.

TayJay (Anna Jay and Tay Conti) seize the opening, showcasing their improved synchronization. Tay Conti delivers a series of lethal judo throws, while Anna Jay locks Marti Belle in the Queen’s Slayer. The submission is broken by a diving Wendy Choo, who, despite her sleepy demeanor, moves with frightening precision when the bell rings.

As the match reaches its fever pitch, the "Powerhouse" Kris Statlander enters the fray. She clears the ring with a double clothesline to The Hex and catches Anna Jay mid-air for a Falcon Arrow.

In the closing moments, Shotzi and Kiera Hogan look to have the win secured after a coordinated Diving Senton. However, as the referee is distracted by TayJay brawling on the outside, Wendy Choo slides a pillow—which hides a concealed brass knuckle—to the corner.

While the ref is preoccupied, Statlander uses her incredible strength to hoist both Shotzi and Kiera for a double Big Bang Theory. As they crash down, Wendy Choo provides the distraction of a lifetime, feigning a nap on the apron to lure the remaining competitors into a trap. Statlander makes the cover on Kiera Hogan while Wendy holds the legs of the charging Allysin Kay.

Winners: Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo

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A Supershow, Live from Tallinn, Estonia





From the official Wrestling Slang Dictionary:

Paper
To give out free tickets to an event to make it look better attended than it otherwise would have been.

Popcorn Match
Originally described a post-intermission match viewed as not important enough to keep fans from trips to the concession stands. Now describes a more lighthearted match designed to provide relief of dramatic tension.

Show starts backstage. There’s a buzz in the arena tonight, as the fans are clearly excited for EAM's first ever visit to the country of Estonia. The a EAM Legend and Hall Of Famer steps in front of the camera. Colt Cabana steps into frame, already smiling. He adjusts his wrist tape, nodding to himself before looking into the camera.

You know… I’ve been called a lot of things in my time.

Underrated.
Unorthodox.
Officer.
Goon.
Scott.
Scotty.
Boom Boom.

But today? I’m flattered.

Because the EAM Intercontinental Champion — the cool, calm, hands-in-his-pockets king of whatever vibe he’s on — decided to say my name.

(Colt chuckles.)

You didn’t have to do that, man. You didn’t have to talk about my legacy. You didn’t have to say I’ve still “got it.” You didn’t have to throw out that little… offer. But you did anyway.

And when a champion opens the door like that? When he says, “Hey Colt, if you think you can hang, step up”?

Well…

Colt " Boom Boom " Cabana doesn’t ignore an invitation.

(He spreads his arms.)

You think I’ve still got what it takes?
You think I can still go?
You think I can still lace up the boots and dance with the best?

Buddy… I’ve been dancing my whole career.

Different styles. Different countries. Different generations. And I’ve made a living proving that you can smile, have fun… and still knock somebody’s teeth out if you have to.

So here’s the deal, champ.

You put the offer on the table.

I’m picking it up.

I will gladly lace up my boots for one more dance.

Not because I need the spotlight.

Not because I need validation.

But because an Intercontinental Championship around my waist? That sounds real nice.

(His tone shifts slightly — still light, but focused.)

You might be the king of chill. The master of doing more by doing less. And I respect that. I really do.

But when that bell rings?

There’s no hands in pockets.

There’s no half-speed.

There’s no coasting.

There’s just you, me… and that strap.

And if you truly believe I’ve still got what it takes…

Then you better believe I’m coming to take it!

(He taps the camera and leaves the scene. We can clearly hear him singing as he leaves down the hallway; " At the copa, Copacabana.....)

The camera cut's to the show's vignette...


EAM Intergender Tag Team Championships Matchup
Seth Rollins & Becky Lynch (c) Vs John Morrison & Taya Valkyrie


Singles Matchup (Read below first)
Eli Drake Vs Will Ospreay

- The match is ruled a double-Count out as they take the match outside and into the audience.

Tag Team Matchup (Read below first)
Kings Of Wrestling (Triple C & Chris Hero) Vs "Hellraiser" Eemi Helén & "Back Breaker" Dylan Broda

- Whoever wins, Hero turns on Triple C after the match.

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As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where it is awfully quiet. Too quiet for a night like this. We see Danhausen standing in front of a large production crate, muttering to himself.

DANHAUSEN:
Very nice week for Danhausen, yes. Very evil. Very victorious. Big red friend appears, very helpful. Prince man very angry, yes—

(A loud thud echoes. Footsteps approach. The camera pans — Prince Devitt steps into frame, jaw tight, eyes burning.)

Devitt doesn’t smile.

He doesn’t blink.

He just stares.

DEVITT:
You think this is funny?

(Danhausen slowly turns.)

DANHAUSEN:
Ah. Prince Devitt. You look… how do you say… emotionally unstable.

DEVITT (stepping closer):
Last week was supposed to be a lesson. Another reminder of where you stand in this company.

Beneath me.

Instead? You hide behind monsters.

You can’t fight your own battles, so you call for help?

(Danhausen clutches his chest in mock offense.)

DANHAUSEN:
Danhausen did not “call.” Danhausen simply exists. Big red fire man does not like bullies, yes. Very sensitive about that.

DEVITT (seething):
You embarrassed me.

(Devitt shoves the crate aside with his boot.)

You think that makes you untouchable? You think standing next to a legend like—

(A slow, heavy sound interrupts him. A deep mechanical groan echoes down the hallway.)

Both men freeze.

The lights flicker.

And from the shadows steps Kane.

Towering. Silent. Eyes locked on Devitt.

Devitt exhales sharply, jaw tightening — but he doesn’t back down.

DEVITT:
You again.

KANE (low, controlled):
I warned you.

(A step closer.)

I told you to keep your hands off him.

You didn’t listen.

(Devitt squares up, defiant.)

DEVITT:
You think I’m afraid of you? This doesn’t concern you. This is between me and the freak.

(Danhausen raises a hand.)

DANHAUSEN:
Very rude. Danhausen prefers “curse specialist.”

KANE (ignoring Danhausen, eyes never leaving Devitt):
I warned you once.

Now I’m warning you twice.

Keep.

Your hands.

Off.

Danhausen.

(Devitt steps right into Kane’s space, refusing to yield.)

DEVITT:
Or what?

(Silence.)

That’s when Kane grabs him by the throat.

Gasps from off-camera crew members.

Devitt struggles, trying to pry Kane’s hand away — but Kane doesn’t budge.

KANE:
You should have listened.

Kane turns —

AND DRIVES DEVITT BACKWARD THROUGH THE DRYWALL.

The wall explodes in a cloud of dust and debris as Devitt crashes through it, disappearing into the adjacent room.

Alarms start blaring. Officials scream off-camera.

Danhausen peers through the hole in the wall.

DANHAUSEN:
Ohhhh. Very structural damage. Very expensive.

(He looks up at Kane.)

Danhausen appreciates the fiery customer service.

Kane doesn’t respond. He simply stares through the hole at Devitt’s motionless body… then slowly turns and walks away as smoke and dust linger in the air.

Camera zooms in on Devitt trying to stir amidst the rubble as EMT's storms the scene. The camera cut's back to the arena, where Daniel Bryan and Nigel McGuiness reply to what we just witnessed. Both men in awe of what they have ben witnessing. But they don't get much time to cope with it right now, as our next match of the evening is about to start, and Cm Punk's music cranks the arena speakers, getting a very big pop from the Estonian audience...


Singles Matchup (Read below first)
Kenny Omega Vs Cm Punk

- AJ Styles interferes in the match, but still Punk manage to win somehow, setting things up for later.

Just a couple of minutes after the match, general manager Randy Orton meet up with Punk and Styles backstage, telling them to get their shit together, or else. This is not how professional wrestlers on their level behaves. If they need to settle their differences, they will do it in the ring, because that's how we solve things in EAM Promotions. So tomorrow night, at the PPV. It will be Cm Punk Vs AJ Styles!

Singles Matchup (Read below first)
AJ Lee Vs Candice LeRae

- Have the match end in controversy as one of the women tries to strangle the other with the ring-ropes and the referee count goes to 5, giving him no other option that to rule the match a DQ win.

Fatal 4-Way Matchup
Rex Steiner Vs Jon Moxley Vs Tommaso Ciampa Vs Logan Paul

[Vikingsfan88]

A Supershow, Live from Tallinn, Estonia


From the official Wrestling Slang Dictionary:

Paper
To give out free tickets to an event to make it look better attended than it otherwise would have been.

Popcorn Match
Originally described a post-intermission match viewed as not important enough to keep fans from trips to the concession stands. Now describes a more lighthearted match designed to provide relief of dramatic tension.

Show starts backstage. There’s a buzz in the arena tonight, as the fans are clearly excited for EAM's first ever visit to the country of Estonia. The a EAM Legend and Hall Of Famer steps in front of the camera. Colt Cabana steps into frame, already smiling. He adjusts his wrist tape, nodding to himself before looking into the camera.

You know… I’ve been called a lot of things in my time.

Underrated.
Unorthodox.
Officer.
Goon.
Scott.
Scotty.
Boom Boom.

But today? I’m flattered.

Because the EAM Intercontinental Champion — the cool, calm, hands-in-his-pockets king of whatever vibe he’s on — decided to say my name.

(Colt chuckles.)

You didn’t have to do that, man. You didn’t have to talk about my legacy. You didn’t have to say I’ve still “got it.” You didn’t have to throw out that little… offer. But you did anyway.

And when a champion opens the door like that? When he says, “Hey Colt, if you think you can hang, step up”?

Well…

Colt " Boom Boom " Cabana doesn’t ignore an invitation.

(He spreads his arms.)

You think I’ve still got what it takes?
You think I can still go?
You think I can still lace up the boots and dance with the best?

Buddy… I’ve been dancing my whole career.

Different styles. Different countries. Different generations. And I’ve made a living proving that you can smile, have fun… and still knock somebody’s teeth out if you have to.

So here’s the deal, champ.

You put the offer on the table.

I’m picking it up.

I will gladly lace up my boots for one more dance.

Not because I need the spotlight.

Not because I need validation.

But because an Intercontinental Championship around my waist? That sounds real nice.

(His tone shifts slightly — still light, but focused.)

You might be the king of chill. The master of doing more by doing less. And I respect that. I really do.

But when that bell rings?

There’s no hands in pockets.

There’s no half-speed.

There’s no coasting.

There’s just you, me… and that strap.

And if you truly believe I’ve still got what it takes…

Then you better believe I’m coming to take it!

(He taps the camera and leaves the scene. We can clearly hear him singing as he leaves down the hallway; " At the copa, Copacabana.....)

The camera cut's to the show's vignette...


EAM Intergender Tag Team Championships Matchup
Seth Rollins & Becky Lynch (c) Vs John Morrison & Taya Valkyrie

The energy in the arena is electric as the "Power Couple" of WWE defends against the globetrotting excellence of Morrison and Valkyrie. The match begins with a technical masterclass between Rollins and Morrison, two athletes who seem to defy gravity. Morrison connects with a Moonlight Drive, but Rollins rolls through into a superkick.

When the women tag in, the physicality shifts. Taya uses her size advantage to ground Becky, hitting a devastating powerbomb. However, "The Man" rallies, catching Taya in a Dis-arm-her attempt. Morrison breaks it up, leading to a chaotic sequence of "anything you can do, I can do better" maneuvers. Morrison goes for Starship Pain, but Rollins pulls him off the ropes. In the confusion, Becky hits the Manhandle Slam on Taya while Seth catches Morrison mid-air with a Stomp. Rollins pins Morrison while Becky keeps Taya at bay. The champions retain through sheer synchronicity.

Winners and still EAM Intergender Tag Team Champions: Seth Rollins And Becky Lynch


Singles Matchup
Eli Drake Vs Will Ospreay

This is a clash of styles: Drake’s old-school powerhouse "Talk to 'em" swagger against Ospreay’s revolutionary aerial assault. Drake attempts to slow the pace with heavy lariats and neckbreakers, but Ospreay keeps finding windows for Handspring Enziguris and Os-Cutters.

The frustration boils over for Drake when Ospreay kicks out of a Blunt Force Trauma. Drake drags Ospreay to the outside, slamming him into the steel steps. Ospreay recovers and hits a spectacular Space Flying Tiger Drop over the barricade into the front row. The two warriors begin brawling through the audience, trading stiff forearms and using chairs as weapons. The referee’s count reaches ten, but neither man cares. They are deep in the crowd, disappearing into a sea of fans as the bell rings for a Double Count-Out.

Match ends in a Double count out

Tag Team Matchup
Kings Of Wrestling (Triple C & Chris Hero) Vs "Hellraiser" Eemi Helén & "Back Breaker" Dylan Broda

The Kings of Wrestling (Triple C & Chris Hero) showcase why they are considered one of the greatest tandems in history. Hero’s elbows are like guided missiles, while Triple C controls the flow with tactical precision. Across the ring, Helén and Broda play the role of the gritty underdogs. Broda lives up to his name, catching Hero in a backbreaker rack that nearly ends the contest early.

Helén brings the "Hellraiser" energy, diving through the ropes to take out Triple C. However, the Kings' experience shines. They isolate Broda, hitting a devastating KRS-One (Hero's roaring elbow into a Triple C powerbomb). Hero makes the cover for the three-count.

Winners: Kings of Wrestling

As the Kings celebrate, the mood shifts. Triple C raises Hero's hand, but Hero abruptly pulls away. Without a word, Hero levels Triple C with a vicious Rolling Elbow to the back of the head. As Triple C lies unconscious, Hero stands over his long-time partner, discarding his "Kings" gear and leaving the ring alone.

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As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where it is awfully quiet. Too quiet for a night like this. We see Danhausen standing in front of a large production crate, muttering to himself.

DANHAUSEN:
Very nice week for Danhausen, yes. Very evil. Very victorious. Big red friend appears, very helpful. Prince man very angry, yes—

(A loud thud echoes. Footsteps approach. The camera pans — Prince Devitt steps into frame, jaw tight, eyes burning.)

Devitt doesn’t smile.

He doesn’t blink.

He just stares.

DEVITT:
You think this is funny?

(Danhausen slowly turns.)

DANHAUSEN:
Ah. Prince Devitt. You look… how do you say… emotionally unstable.

DEVITT (stepping closer):
Last week was supposed to be a lesson. Another reminder of where you stand in this company.

Beneath me.

Instead? You hide behind monsters.

You can’t fight your own battles, so you call for help?

(Danhausen clutches his chest in mock offense.)

DANHAUSEN:
Danhausen did not “call.” Danhausen simply exists. Big red fire man does not like bullies, yes. Very sensitive about that.

DEVITT (seething):
You embarrassed me.

(Devitt shoves the crate aside with his boot.)

You think that makes you untouchable? You think standing next to a legend like—

(A slow, heavy sound interrupts him. A deep mechanical groan echoes down the hallway.)

Both men freeze.

The lights flicker.

And from the shadows steps Kane.

Towering. Silent. Eyes locked on Devitt.

Devitt exhales sharply, jaw tightening — but he doesn’t back down.

DEVITT:
You again.

KANE (low, controlled):
I warned you.

(A step closer.)

I told you to keep your hands off him.

You didn’t listen.

(Devitt squares up, defiant.)

DEVITT:
You think I’m afraid of you? This doesn’t concern you. This is between me and the freak.

(Danhausen raises a hand.)

DANHAUSEN:
Very rude. Danhausen prefers “curse specialist.”

KANE (ignoring Danhausen, eyes never leaving Devitt):
I warned you once.

Now I’m warning you twice.

Keep.

Your hands.

Off.

Danhausen.

(Devitt steps right into Kane’s space, refusing to yield.)

DEVITT:
Or what?

(Silence.)

That’s when Kane grabs him by the throat.

Gasps from off-camera crew members.

Devitt struggles, trying to pry Kane’s hand away — but Kane doesn’t budge.

KANE:
You should have listened.

Kane turns —

AND DRIVES DEVITT BACKWARD THROUGH THE DRYWALL.

The wall explodes in a cloud of dust and debris as Devitt crashes through it, disappearing into the adjacent room.

Alarms start blaring. Officials scream off-camera.

Danhausen peers through the hole in the wall.

DANHAUSEN:
Ohhhh. Very structural damage. Very expensive.

(He looks up at Kane.)

Danhausen appreciates the fiery customer service.

Kane doesn’t respond. He simply stares through the hole at Devitt’s motionless body… then slowly turns and walks away as smoke and dust linger in the air.

Camera zooms in on Devitt trying to stir amidst the rubble as EMT's storms the scene. The camera cut's back to the arena, where Daniel Bryan and Nigel McGuiness reply to what we just witnessed. Both men in awe of what they have ben witnessing. But they don't get much time to cope with it right now, as our next match of the evening is about to start, and Cm Punk's music cranks the arena speakers, getting a very big pop from the Estonian audience...


Singles Matchup
Kenny Omega Vs Cm Punk

A "Dream Match" that lived up to the hype from the opening bell. The "Best in the World" and the "Best Bout Machine" trade holds for twenty minutes, exhausting their arsenals. Omega hits a V-Trigger that nearly takes Punk’s head off, but Punk survives a Snap Dragon Suplex to lock in the Anaconda Vise.

Just as Omega begins to fade, AJ Styles appears on the apron. The referee is distracted by Styles, who slides into the ring and levels Omega with a Phenomenal Forearm—a confusing move that seems aimed at hurting Omega more than helping Punk. Styles then turns to Punk, but Punk ducks a clothesline, sending Styles tumbling over the ropes.

Capitalizing on the chaos, Punk lifts a dazed Omega for the Go To Sleep. Despite the interference meant to ruin the match, Punk connects cleanly. He collapses onto Omega for the hard-fought victory as Styles watches with a smirk from the ramp.

Winner: CM Punk

Just a couple of minutes after the match, general manager Randy Orton meet up with Punk and Styles backstage, telling them to get their shit together, or else. This is not how professional wrestlers on their level behaves. If they need to settle their differences, they will do it in the ring, because that's how we solve things in EAM Promotions. So tomorrow night, at the PPV. It will be Cm Punk Vs AJ Styles!

Singles Matchup
AJ Lee Vs Candice LeRae

This match is a showcase of technical wrestling turned personal. AJ Lee uses her agility to outmaneuver "The Poison Pixie," but LeRae’s aggressive streak proves difficult to contain. The two trade submissions, with AJ locking in the Black Widow only for Candice to reach the ropes.

The match takes a dark turn when LeRae loses her composure. She traps AJ against the turnbuckle, using the middle ring rope to choke her. The referee begins his count: 1... 2... 3... 4... Candice refuses to let go, her eyes wide with rage. The referee reaches 5 and signals for the bell. Even as the DQ is announced, Candice has to be physically pried away by officials. AJ Lee wins the match, but she is left gasping for air on the canvas.

Winner by DQ: AJ Lee

Fatal 4-Way Matchup
Rex Steiner Vs Jon Moxley Vs Tommaso Ciampa Vs Logan Paul

The ring is a whirlwind of violence. Moxley immediately brings out the chairs, brawling with Ciampa on the floor, while Steiner and Paul showcase their athleticism inside. Steiner is a force of nature, tossing Logan Paul across the ring with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex that looks effortless.

Moxley and Ciampa bring the fight back inside, leading to a four-way tower of doom spot from the corner. Steiner seems to have the match won after hitting a Steiner Screwdriver on Ciampa, but Moxley breaks up the pin with a Paradigm Shift.

As the referee is distracted by Moxley and Ciampa brawling toward the ramp, Aaron Stevens suddenly emerges from beneath the ring. He is unnoticed by the officials. Stevens slides a pair of Golden Brass Knuckles to Logan Paul. Steiner turns around, catching Paul, but Logan strikes first. He cracks Steiner across the jaw with the weighted fist. Steiner goes down like a ton of bricks. Logan tosses the knuckles back to Stevens, who disappears, and Paul makes the cover. The referee slides back in to count the three. Logan Paul steals the victory in a match he had no business winning.

Winner: Logan Paul

[Smartmark]

Live On PPV from Unibet Arena, Tallinn/Estonia




CARD


Singles Matchup
Cm Punk Vs AJ Styles

Scramble Matchup for The EAM Primetime Bitch Championship
Jade Cargill (c) Vs Raquel Rodriguez Vs Natalia Markova Vs Nikkita Lyons Vs Charlotte Flair

Special Challenge
" The Rebel " Starbuck Vs Randy Orton

Tallinn Street Fight
Eli Drake Vs Will Ospreay

EAM Women's Tag Team Championships Matchup
Samoan Scotch (Nia Jax & Piper Niven) (c) Vs Tha Braid & Tha Boss (Bianca Belair & Sasha Banks)

Ornate Prime Championship Matchup
Triple C (Claudio " Cesaro " Castagnoli) (c) Vs Chris Hero

Dog-Collar Matchup
AJ Lee Vs Candice LeRae

Scramble Matchup for The EAM Television Championship
WALTER (c) Vs Rex Steiner Vs Jon Moxley Vs Tommaso Ciampa Vs Logan Paul

Singles Matchup
" The Devil's Favourite Demon " Kane Vs " The Demon " Prince Devitt

8-Man Tag Team Ladder War for the EAM Tag Team Championships
Lucha Bros (c) Vs reDragon Vs Young Bucks Vs Hardy Boyz

EAM Intercontinental Championship Matchup
Orange Cassidy (c) Vs Colt Cabana

" Blast From The Past " Tag Team Gauntlet Matchup
Winning Team Gets A Titleshot at " Resurgence "
Team Tremendous (Bill Carr & Dan Barry) Vs Up In Smoke (Cheech & Cloudy) Vs The Ring Crew Express (Kevin Dunn & Kirby Marcos) Vs Speed Muscle (Masato Yoshino & Naruki Doi) Vs Tony Nese & Trent Beretta Vs OI4K (Dave & Jake Crist) Vs Men of the Year (Michael Elgin & Ethan Page) Vs LoveGun (Matt Sydal & Chris Sabin) Vs Brian Cage & Samurai Del Sol Vs Golden Lovers (Kota Ibushi & Kenny Omega) Vs The Good Brothers (Doc Gallows & Karl Anderson) Vs Besties In The World (Davey Vega & Mat Fitchett) Vs Paul London & Brian Kendrick Vs Chocolate Thunder (Willie Mack and Rich Swann) Vs The Rascalz (Zachary Wentz and Desmond Xavier) Vs The Butcher and the Blade Vs War Raiders (Erik & Ivar) Vs Primo & Epico Vs Super Smash Brothers (Player Uno & Player Dos) Vs Heavy Machinery (Otis & Tucker)

[Vikingsfan88]

Live On PPV from Unibet Arena, Tallinn/Estonia



CARD


Singles Matchup
Cm Punk Vs AJ Styles

The atmosphere is electric as the bell rings. These two icons circle one another, the weight of their combined legacies hanging heavy in the air. They start with a classic collar-and-elbow tie-up, transitioning into a technical stalemate. Styles gains the early advantage with his superior agility, catching Punk with a dropkick that sends him reeling into the corner.

Punk, ever the veteran, slows the pace. He traps Styles in a side headlock, grinding him down. When Styles escapes and attempts a springboard, Punk anticipates it, sweeping his legs and senting him crashing to the apron. Punk follows up with a series of muay thai knees to the midsection, punctuated by a mocking bow to the crowd.

The momentum shifts when Styles counters a suplex into a Reverse DDT. The "Phenomenal One" ignites, hitting a sliding forearm smash followed by an ushigoroshi. He signals for the Styles Clash, but Punk fights out, hitting a swinging neckbreaker. Punk climbs the turnbuckle—the Macho Man elbow drop connects! He hooks the leg: One, two, no! Styles kicks out.

Styles rallies, catching Punk’s leg and transitioning beautifully into the Calf Crusher. Punk screams in agony, his hand hovering over the mat. He manages to crawl, inch by agonizing inch, until his fingers drape over the bottom rope.

As they both struggle to their feet, the strikes become desperate. They trade forearms in the center of the ring. Styles goes for the Phenomenal Forearm, but Punk ducks! As Styles lands, Punk hoisted him up for the Go To Sleep. Styles slips behind, attempting a roll-up, but Punk rolls through.

Styles attempts one more Pele Kick, but Punk catches the foot, spins him around, and this time, the GTS connects flush. Styles is out on his feet before he hits the canvas. Punk covers him: One, Two, Three. The "Voice of the Voiceless" stands tall, exhausted but victorious in a modern-day clinic.

Winner: CM Punk

Scramble Matchup for The EAM Primetime Bitch Championship
Jade Cargill (c) Vs Raquel Rodriguez Vs Natalia Markova Vs Nikkita Lyons Vs Charlotte Flair

The clock begins its 30-minute countdown for the EAM Primetime Bitch Championship. The Scramble rules are simple: the last person to score a pinfall or submission before the buzzer sounds is declared the official champion. Jade Cargill stands in the center, title hoisted high, looking at four women who want to strip her of her "HBIC" status.

00:00 – 07:00
The bell rings and the ring explodes. Raquel Rodriguez and Jade Cargill immediately lock eyes—two titans clashing in a test of strength that shakes the canvas. While the powerhouses trade shoulder tackles, the "Crush" Nikkita Lyons and "The Russian Crush" Natalia Markova engage in a lightning-fast kickboxing exchange.

Charlotte Flair, ever the opportunist, watches from the floor, waiting for the smoke to clear. At the seven-minute mark, Nikkita connects with a devastating spinning roundhouse kick to Markova's temple. Markova collapses, and Nikkita drops into her signature split-legged pin.

NEW CHAMPION: Nikkita Lyons

07:01 – 14:00
Nikkita doesn't have long to celebrate. Raquel Rodriguez blindsides her with a clothesline that nearly turns Lyons inside out. Raquel is a woman possessed, tossing Markova across the ring with a fallaway slam before turning her attention to the current champion.

Jade Cargill tries to intervene, but Raquel catches her mid-air, showcasing terrifying strength. However, Charlotte Flair finally enters the fray, chopping Raquel’s knees out from under her. In the confusion, Markova recovers and hits a Beautiful Disaster kick on a kneeling Nikkita. She hooks the leg, stealing the title back.

NEW CHAMPION: Natalia Markova

14:01 – 21:00
The pace intensifies as we cross the halfway point. Markova is fighting for her life, desperately trying to keep the other four at bay. She manages to hitting a slicing neckbreaker on Jade, but she turns right into the "Queen."

Charlotte Flair hits a thunderous spear on Markova, then transitions instantly into the Figure-Eight Leglock. Markova screams in agony, reaching for the ropes, but Charlotte bridges high. With nowhere to go, Markova taps out at the 19-minute mark.

NEW CHAMPION: Charlotte Flair

Charlotte stands tall, mocking Jade Cargill by doing a strut. She holds the title for several minutes, using her veteran instincts to toss challengers out of the ring the moment they slide back in.

21:01 – 26:00
The match descends into a car wreck. Raquel Rodriguez hits a Tejana Bomb on Charlotte, but Jade breaks the pin by clobbering Raquel with a steel chair (legal in this chaotic format).

While Jade and Charlotte brawl on the outside, Raquel is left vulnerable. Nikkita Lyons seizes the moment, hitting a springboard tornado DDT on Raquel. She covers: One, two, three.

NEW CHAMPION: Nikkita Lyons (2nd Reign)

Raquel, furious, immediately gets up and powerbombs Nikkita into the turnbuckle. She covers the dazed Lyons to reclaim the honors.

NEW CHAMPION: Raquel Rodriguez

26:01 – 30:00
With four minutes left, the "Primetime Bitch" title has changed hands five times. Every woman is bruised and exhausted.

Jade Cargill realizes her time is running out. She enters a "God Mode" stretch, leveling Markova with a big boot and hitting a double-suplex on Charlotte and Nikkita. Raquel steps up, and the two giants trade blows in the center of the ring. Raquel goes for the Tejana Bomb, but Jade slips behind her, shoving her into a charging Charlotte Flair.

Charlotte hits a Natural Selection on Raquel! But before Charlotte can make the cover, Jade tosses the Queen over the top rope with a thunderous forearm.

The Final Minute: 60 Seconds of Chaos

00:60: The arena is a pressure cooker. Charlotte Flair has Raquel Rodriguez trapped in the Figure-Eight, but Natalia Markova—showing veteran savvy—dives off the top rope with a crossbody that breaks the hold. In the scramble, Markova stacks Charlotte up with a bridge! The ref counts: One... Two... Three! >

NEW CHAMPION: Natalia Markova (2nd Reign)

00:40: Markova doesn't even get to her feet before Nikkita Lyons blindsides her with a devastating Cyclone Kick. The impact sends Markova into the ropes, and Nikkita hooks both legs, looking at the clock as the referee’s hand hits the mat for the third time.

NEW CHAMPION: Nikkita Lyons (3rd Reign)

00:25: Nikkita tries to roll out of the ring to waste time, but Charlotte Flair is a shark in the water. She intercepts Nikkita, hitting a Natural Selection on the apron! Nikkita falls back into the ring, and Charlotte drapes a single arm over her chest, staring daggers at Jade Cargill.

NEW CHAMPION: Charlotte Flair (2nd Reign)

00:15: Charlotte stands tall, mocking Jade with a "Wooo!" and checking the clock. There are only fifteen seconds left. She thinks she has it won, but Raquel Rodriguez enters like a freight train, leveling Charlotte with a Big Boot.

00:08: As Raquel turns to cover Charlotte, Jade Cargill explodes into the ring. She hurdles Raquel, catches the rising Charlotte Flair, and hoisted her up in one fluid motion. The strength display is Herculean.

00:04... 00:03... JADED! Jade slams Charlotte into the canvas with soul-crushing force. She doesn't just pin her; she sits on her chest, flexing her biceps as the referee counts the final fall of the night.
One... Two... Three!

NEW CHAMPION: Jade Cargill

00:01... 00:00...
BUZZER.

Winner and still Primetime Bitch Champion: Jade Cargill

The lights flash red as the 30-minute limit expires. Jade Cargill stays seated on Charlotte's chest, the championship belt tossed to her by the timekeeper. In the final sixty seconds, the title moved like lightning, but when the music hit and the smoke cleared, it was right back where it started. Jade Cargill didn't just survive the scramble; she conquered the chaos.

Special Challenge
" The Rebel " Starbuck Vs Randy Orton

Starbuck enters the ring with a grit that matches Orton’s cold intensity. The match is a psychological battle; Orton tries to intimidate the newcomer with his signature slow-motion offense, but Starbuck refuses to back down. He meets Orton’s clotheslines with stiff forearms and a brutal lariat that catches the Viper off guard.

Orton goes for the hanging DDT, but Starbuck snaps Orton’s neck across the top rope. Sensing the end, Starbuck hits a soaring diving elbow drop. He doesn't go for the pin, instead waiting for Orton to rise. As Orton staggers up, Starbuck nails him with his finisher—the Spike Piledriver. The cover is academic: One, two, three. The Rebel has stunned the Apex Predator.

Winner: "The Rebel" Starbuck

The crowd is in shock. Starbuck breathes heavily, looking down at the legend he just defeated. In a show of veteran respect, Starbuck stays in the ring and extends his hand. Orton, clutching his neck, looks at the hand with suspicion. Slowly, Orton takes it. They shake, a moment of pure sportsmanship that earns a standing ovation.

Orton nods, and turns to head toward the ropes. The crowd cheers for the display of class. But as Orton reaches the apron, he stops. He spins back, the "voices" clearly taking over. Before Starbuck can even react, Orton strikes like lightning with an RKO out of nowhere. Orton leaves Starbuck laid out, reminding the world that respect is temporary, but the Viper is forever.

Tallinn Street Fight
Eli Drake Vs Will Ospreay

The cobblestone streets of Tallinn, Estonia, provide a grim backdrop for this "Tallinn Street Fight." There are no count-outs, no rope breaks, and certainly no mercy. The bell rings inside the arena, but the ring is merely a suggestion. Eli Drake and Will Ospreay lock eyes, the air thick with tension before Ospreay explodes with a shotgun dropkick that sends Drake spiraling through the ropes.

The action spills onto the floor immediately. Ospreay, the "Aerial Assassin," doesn't wait for Drake to breathe; he hits a breathtaking Space Flying Tiger Drop over the guardrail, wiping out both Drake and a row of Estonian security guards. Drake, ever the scavenger, grabs a heavy equipment crate and rams it into Ospreay’s ribs, halting the momentum.

"Let me talk to ya!" Drake bellows, grabbing a television cable and wrapping it around Ospreay’s throat. He drags the high-flyer through the curtain and into the concrete hallways of the arena.

In the narrow corridor, the acoustics amplify every strike. Ospreay recovers, using the wall to hit a 619-style kick off a handrail. He grabs a nearby fire extinguisher and blasts a cloud of white chemicals into Drake’s face. Blinded, Drake stumbles backward, right into a souvenir stand. Ospreay doesn't hesitate—he grabs a heavy commemorative plaque and smashes it over Drake’s head.

They brawl past the concessions, where Drake finds a gallon of nacho cheese. He flings the molten orange goop into Ospreay’s eyes. "That’s a gift from the NWA!" Drake sneers. He follows up by suplexing Ospreay directly onto a metal hot dog roller. The smell of searing spandex and meat fills the air.

The fight migrates toward the public concourse, and the scent of fried food is replaced by the sterile smell of bleach. Drake hurls Ospreay through the swinging doors of the Men’s Room.

Inside, the atmosphere is quiet—save for one occupied stall. A fan is sitting peacefully, minding his own business with a newspaper. Suddenly, the world ends for him. Ospreay dodges a wild swing, and Eli Drake crashes head-first through the stall door, snapping the wood like a toothpick.

The fan, frozen in shock with his trousers around his ankles, stares down at the "Megastar." Drake, with a splinter in his hair, looks up and yells, "Occupied, dummy! Give me that paper!" He snatches the fan’s newspaper, hits Ospreay over the head with it, and then—for good measure—uses the fan’s discarded shoe to smack Will across the jaw before dragging the fight back out to the sinks. Drake finishes the scene by slamming Ospreay's head into a hand dryer, which turns on automatically, blowing hot air onto Will’s defeated face while the traumatized fan frantically tries to re-clothe himself in the wreckage.

They emerge into the cold Tallinn night, the parking lot illuminated by flickering streetlights. Ospreay, bleeding from a cut above his eye, finds his second wind. He scales a parked SUV and hits an OsCutter off the roof, driving Drake’s spine into the asphalt.

"Is that all you got, Eli?!" Ospreay screams. He drags a ladder from the back of a production truck and leans it against the arena wall. He tries to set Drake up for a powerbomb onto the hood of a car, but Drake counters with a low blow—low enough to be heard in the next zip code.

Drake isn't looking for highlights; he’s looking for the end. He reaches into the back of an open tool shed near the loading dock and pulls out a barbed-wire-wrapped 2x4. Ospreay, staggering, tries a desperation hook kick, but Drake ducks and shoves the barbed wire into Ospreay’s shoulder.

The screams echo off the surrounding buildings. Drake drags Ospreay back toward the ring area, leaving a trail of red on the concrete. They climb back over the barricade, both men looking like they’ve been through a meat grinder.

Ospreay tries one last Hidden Blade, but his leg gives out. Drake catches him, looks the camera dead in the eye, and snaps, "That’s just a fact of life!" He hoists Ospreay up and delivers a crushing Gravy Train—not onto the mat, but onto a pile of discarded steel chairs he’d thrown into the ring earlier.

The referee counts:
One...
Two...
Three!

Winner: Eli Drake

Eli Drake stands over the fallen Ospreay, his hands stained with blood and nacho cheese. He grabs the microphone, breathing heavily. "Tallinn... you just saw the Megastar do what he does best. And that... is a fact of life." He drops the mic on Ospreay’s chest and limps toward the back, victorious in one of the most chaotic encounters in European wrestling history.

EAM Women's Tag Team Championships Matchup
Samoan Scotch (Nia Jax & Piper Niven) (c) Vs Tha Braid & Tha Boss (Bianca Belair & Sasha Banks)

The power dynamic is clear from the opening bell. Samoan Scotch, a terrifying duo of sheer mass and strength, occupies the center of the ring like an immovable mountain range. Bianca Belair and Sasha Banks start with a strategy of speed and surgical strikes. Sasha uses her agility to catch Nia Jax with a satellite headscissors, but Nia barely budges, catching "The Boss" mid-air and tossing her aside like a ragdoll.

The champions begin a systematic dismantling of Sasha Banks. Piper Niven enters the ring and utilizes her "Scotch" grit, crushing Sasha in the corner with a running cannonball. Every time Sasha reaches for a tag, Nia Jax pulls Bianca off the apron, creating a wall of frustration. The crowd in Tallinn is split, chanting for "The EST" while recoiling at the sound of Nia’s headbutts.

The momentum shifts when Sasha avoids a leg drop from Nia and makes the hot tag. Bianca Belair explodes into the ring! She hits a dropkick on Piper and, in a feat of "KOD" strength, actually manages to hoist Nia Jax up for a vertical suplex. The arena erupts as the challengers gain the upper hand. Sasha hits a Frog Splash on Piper, and Bianca follows up with a 450 Splash. The ref counts: One... Two... Nia breaks it up by throwing the referee's own arm away.

The match descends into chaos outside. Bianca and Nia brawl near the entrance ramp. Bianca attempts a spear, but Nia catches her. They struggle toward the broadcast area where Nia locks in a bearhug. Suddenly, they both crash through the Spanish Announce Table in a heap of splintered wood and tangled monitors. Both women lie motionless among the wreckage.

Inside the ring, Sasha Banks sees her opportunity. She locks the Bank Statement on Piper Niven. Piper’s face turns purple as she reaches for the ropes, but Sasha rolls her back to the center. However, Piper’s raw power is too much; she rolls backward, using her weight to crush Sasha’s chest.

Sasha gasps for air, and Piper seizes the moment. She drags Sasha up and delivers the Michinoku Driver. Sasha tries to kick out, but Piper literally sits on her, stacking her shoulders into the mat.
One... Two... Three!

Winners and STILL EAM Women’s Tag Team Champions: Samoan Scotch

As Piper Niven raises the titles over a fallen Sasha Banks, the lights flicker and a piercing siren fills the arena. The Iionics (Peyton Royce & Billie Kay) appear on the stage, looking disgusted. Billie Kay screams into a microphone, "Are you joking me?! EAM tried to ban us from Tallinn! They tried to keep the most iconic duo out of Estonia because they knew we’d take those belts!"

Peyton Royce points a finger at the ring. "Samoan Scotch, enjoy those titles while you can, because the moment we get back to the US, those belts are ours! You can't hide behind security forever!"

The Iionics march toward the ring, but a wall of EAM Security storms out, forming a human barricade. Peyton and Billie are shrieking, swinging their handbags at the guards as they are forcibly held back. Piper Niven just laughs from the ring, clutching both belts, knowing the war has only just begun.

Ornate Prime Championship Matchup
Triple C (Claudio " Cesaro " Castagnoli) (c) Vs Chris Hero

The history between these two men permeates the arena before the first lock-up. Longtime partners turned bitter rivals, Claudio and Hero represent the pinnacle of technical "strong style." As the bell rings, the match begins not with a strike, but with a masterful display of chain wrestling. Every hold is met with a counter; every bridge is met with a transition. It is a chess match played with human limbs.

Hero is the first to break the etiquette, catching Claudio with a stiff Rolling Elbow that sends the champion stumbling into the ropes. Hero follows up with a series of sickeningly loud European uppercuts—a direct challenge to Claudio’s own signature style. Claudio’s chest turns a deep shade of crimson as Hero traps him in the corner, delivering a brutal senton to the back of the neck.

Claudio, the "Swiss Superman," finds his opening by catching Hero mid-air during a springboard attempt. He transitions seamlessly into a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker, shifting the momentum in an instant. The champion begins his ascent, catching Hero with a deadlift gutwrench suplex that showcases his freakish functional strength.

"Swing! Swing! Swing!" the crowd bellows.

Claudio obliges. He grabs Hero’s legs and begins the Giant Swing. Around and around they go—ten, fifteen, twenty rotations—until Hero is visibly disoriented. Claudio immediately transitions into the Sharpshooter, but Hero’s long reach allows him to claw his way to the bottom rope.

As both men tire, the match evolves into a slugfest. They trade blows in the center of the ring, each strike echoing like a gunshot. Hero connects with a massive Cyclone Kill boot, but Claudio doesn't go down. Instead, he rebounds off the ropes and levels Hero with a Pop-Up European Uppercut.

Hero rolls to the outside, but Claudio follows with a spectacular suicide dive that sends both men crashing over the barricade. They beat the referee's count at nine, sliding back into the ring just in time. Hero goes for one last desperation Hero’s Welcome, but Claudio powers out of the lift.

Claudio ducks a final elbow, spins Hero around, and delivers a thunderous Ricola Bomb. The impact shakes the ring to its foundations. Claudio doesn't just cover him; he hooks both legs, ensuring there is no escape.
One... Two... Three!

Winner and STILL Ornate Prime Champion: Triple C (Claudio Castagnoli)

The two warriors remain on the mat for a moment, the mutual respect between them unspoken but evident. Claudio raises the Ornate Prime Championship high, proving once again that he is the gold standard of the division.

Dog-Collar Matchup
AJ Lee Vs Candice LeRae

The clinking of heavy galvanized steel echoes through the arena as the referee snaps the leather collars around the necks of AJ Lee and Candice LeRae. A fifteen-foot steel chain now binds them together, transforming a wrestling match into a literal tug-of-war for survival.

As the bell rings, Candice "Poison" LeRae immediately yanks the chain, catching AJ off-balance and sending her face-first into the turnbuckle. Candice doesn't let up, wrapping the excess slack around her fist and delivering a series of mounted punches. She is relentless, using the weight of the chain to whip AJ across the back, leaving angry red welts on the "Black Widow’s" skin.

AJ, however, is no stranger to the chaotic and the macabre. As Candice tries to pull her in for a clothesline, AJ drops to the mat, using the momentum to trip Candice. AJ quickly scrambles to her feet and begins to use the chain as a garrote, wrapping it around Candice’s throat and pulling back with agonizing force. The referee watches closely as Candice’s face turns a deep shade of crimson, her fingers clawing at the cold steel around her neck.

The fight spills to the apron, where the danger doubles. Candice hits a stunning Mrs. LeRae's Wild Ride from the middle rope, but because they are chained together, both women crash violently to the canvas. The impact is deafening. Candice crawls toward the corner, gasping for air, and begins to climb the turnbuckle for a Lionsault.

AJ Lee sees the opening. With a manic glint in her eyes, she pulls the chain with everything she has. Candice is yanked mid-air, her trajectory cut short as she slams chest-first into the top turnbuckle. AJ doesn't wait; she wraps the chain around Candice’s head like a crown of thorns and delivers a devastating Shining Wizard.

The crowd is on its feet as AJ signals for the end. She grabs the slack of the chain, winding it around her own arm and Candice’s neck simultaneously. She drags LeRae to the center of the ring and locks in the Black Widow. This time, it’s different—the steel links are woven into the submission, digging into Candice’s ribs and throat.

Candice thrashes, her boots drumming against the mat, but the chain acts as a pulley, allowing AJ to tighten the hold with superhuman leverage. Every time Candice tries to reach for the ropes, AJ simply yanks the chain in the opposite direction, pulling her deeper into the abyss of the hold.

With nowhere to go and the steel crushing her windpipe, Candice LeRae has no choice. She taps out frantically on AJ’s thigh.

Winner: AJ Lee

The referee unclips the collars, but the damage is done. AJ Lee sits in the center of the ring, tangled in the heavy chain, running her fingers over the cold metal with a haunting smile. She has survived the dog-collar, proving that even when chained, she is the most dangerous variable in the division.

Scramble Matchup for The EAM Television Championship
WALTER (c) Vs Rex Steiner Vs Jon Moxley Vs Tommaso Ciampa Vs Logan Paul

The 30-minute clock begins to tick as the "Ring General" WALTER stands stoically in the center of the ring, clutching the EAM Television Championship. Surrounding him are four hungry predators: the raw power of Rex Steiner, the unhinged violence of Jon Moxley, the cold calculation of Tommaso Ciampa, and the high-flying arrogance of Logan Paul.

00:00 – 10:00
The match begins not with a lock-up, but with a riot. WALTER immediately levels Logan Paul with a chop that sounds like a shotgun blast, but he is swarmed by Moxley and Ciampa.

At the 04:00 mark, the first fall occurs. Moxley and WALTER brawl to the outside, crashing through the timekeeper's table. Inside the ring, Ciampa hits the Fairytale Ending on Logan Paul, but Jon Moxley slides back in, tosses Ciampa into the ring post, and steals the pin on the unconscious YouTuber.

NEW CHAMPION: Jon Moxley

Moxley’s reign is short-lived. At 07:30, Rex Steiner enters a state of primal fury. He catches Moxley mid-air during a suicide dive attempt and overhead belly-to-belly suplexes him onto the concrete. He rolls Moxley back in and delivers a bone-shattering Steiner Screwdriver.

NEW CHAMPION: Rex Steiner

The power shift continues at 09:45. Steiner is looking to dominate, but Tommaso Ciampa targets the powerhouse’s knees with a lead pipe he found under the ring. As Steiner collapses, Ciampa locks in a brutal bridge and hooks the leg.

NEW CHAMPION: Tommaso Ciampa

10:01 – 28:00:
As the match enters the middle stages, the "Ring General" decides he has seen enough of this "chaos." WALTER begins a systematic dismantling of everyone in his path. At the 15:00 mark, he catches Ciampa in a sleeper hold, but Logan Paul sneaks in with a brass knuckle-reinforced right hand to WALTER’s jaw. Paul tries to pin Ciampa, but Moxley breaks it up with a barbed-wire bat.

The fourth major shift happens at 22:00. The ring is a graveyard of broken furniture. Logan Paul scales the top of a digital screen near the entrance ramp and hits a death-defying Crossbody onto everyone. In the wreckage, Logan Paul manages to drape an arm over a semi-conscious Rex Steiner.

NEW CHAMPION: Logan Paul

The arena boos as Paul mocks the crowd, holding the belt high. He plays keep-away for several minutes, using his speed to avoid the wrath of WALTER. However, his arrogance is his undoing.

28:00 – 30:00: Two Minutes of Absolute Mayhem
With only 120 seconds left on the clock, the "Scramble" rules become a nightmare for the champion. The belt begins to change hands with dizzying frequency.

28:15:
WALTER corners Logan Paul and delivers a powerbomb that nearly puts Paul through the floorboards. But as WALTER goes for the pin, Jon Moxley hits a Paradigm Shift on WALTER! Moxley covers the Ring General.

NEW CHAMPION: Jon Moxley (2nd Reign)

28:40:
Moxley turns around into a Spear from Rex Steiner. Steiner doesn't even wait for Moxley to settle; he covers him instantly.

NEW CHAMPION: Rex Steiner (2nd Reign)

29:10:
Steiner is celebrating, but Tommaso Ciampa slides in with a low blow. He hits a Project Ciampa on the powerhouse. The referee’s hand hits the mat for the three-count.

NEW CHAMPION: Tommaso Ciampa (2nd Reign)

29:35:
The clock is bleeding out. Logan Paul recovers and hits a Buckshot Lariat on Ciampa. He scrambles for the cover, desperate to steal the title back in the closing seconds.

NEW CHAMPION: Logan Paul (2nd Reign)

29:50:
Ten seconds remain. Logan Paul tries to run out of the ring to let the clock expire, but he runs straight into the chest of WALTER. The Ring General is bleeding from the forehead, looking like a man possessed. He grabs Logan Paul by the throat and delivers a monstrous Big Boot that sends the YouTuber's soul out of his body.

WALTER doesn't just pin him; he lifts Paul up for one final, devastating Powerbomb in the center of the ring. He stacks Paul up, pinning his shoulders down with his entire massive weight.

00:03...
00:02...
00:01...

The referee’s hand hits the mat for the three just as the buzzer sounds.

Winner after the 30 minute and Still EAM Television champion: WALTER

The arena falls silent as the official decision is announced. In a match where the title shifted nine times, through blood, brass knuckles, and barbed wire, the "Ring General" restored order in the final second. WALTER stands over the four broken men, the EAM Television Championship clutched in his hand, his chest beet-red from the battle, but his reign once again secure.

Singles Matchup
" The Devil's Favourite Demon " Kane Vs " The Demon " Prince Devitt

The arena is bathed in a haunting crimson light as the two most terrifying entities in wrestling history stand face-to-face. On one side, the towering, charred behemoth from Hell, Kane; on the other, the painted psychological nightmare, Prince Devitt. The contrast in styles is immediate: Devitt uses his supernatural speed to dart around Kane’s legs, peppering the "Big Red Machine" with stiff leg kicks and strikes that would drop a normal man.

Kane, however, is not a normal man. He catches Devitt mid-air during a springboard attempt, his gloved hand wrapping around Devitt's throat. He hurls the smaller Demon across the ring like a discarded toy. Devitt hits the turnbuckle hard but rebounds with a Pele Kick that dazes the giant. Seeing an opening, Devitt ascends to the top rope, his body paint glistening under the red lamps. He connects with a Coupe de Grâce to the standing Kane, but the impact only drops the monster to one knee.

The crowd gasps as Kane sits bolt upright—the signature, terrifying resurrection. Devitt tries to follow up with a Slingblade, but he runs straight into a massive Big Boot. Kane begins his assault, delivering a series of heavy-handed uppercuts and a sidewalk slam that rattles the ring. He signals for the end, his thumb slashing across his throat.

Devitt fights back with a flurry of strikes, attempting a Bloody Sunday, but the sheer size of Kane makes it impossible. Kane counters, hoisting Devitt high for a Chokeslam from Hell. The impact is thunderous. To ensure the win, Kane drags Devitt to the center and drops him with a Tombstone Piledriver. He folds Devitt’s arms across his chest in a macabre pose.
One... Two... Three!

Winner: "The Devils favorite Demon " Kane

The flames erupt from the ring posts as Kane stands victorious. Suddenly, the music cuts to a whimsical, eerie tune. The crowd erupts into a massive roar as Danhausen appears at the top of the ramp. He scuttles down to the ring, looking "Very Nice, Very Evil." He slides inside and approaches Kane. While most men would run, Danhausen reaches out a tiny, pale hand. Kane, surprisingly, tilts his head and shakes it.

"Greetings, Mayor Kane! You have done a very good job of squashing this tiny, painted man," Danhausen says, his voice high-pitched and frantic. He turns his attention to the prone Prince Devitt. "You! Painted Demon! You are far too serious and far too pointy. You have failed to be Very Evil."

Danhausen reaches into his cape and pulls out a small, rattling jar. "For your troubles, and so you can pay your soul-debt, you shall have these!" He places a jar of human teeth right next to Devitt’s head. With a final "Love that Danhausen!" gesture and a curse pointed at the fallen loser, he skips out of the ring, leaving Kane looking confused but oddly satisfied.

8-Man Tag Team Ladder War for the EAM Tag Team Championships
Lucha Bros (c) Vs reDragon Vs Young Bucks Vs Hardy Boyz

The air in the arena is thick with the scent of sawdust and cold steel as twelve ladders are positioned around the ringside area. For the Lucha Bros (Penta El Zero Miedo & Rey Fenix), the stakes have never been higher. They stand across from three of the greatest duos in history: the technical assassins of reDRagon (Bobby Fish & Kyle O’Reilly), the flamboyant innovators The Young Bucks (Matt & Nick Jackson), and the legendary architects of the ladder match itself, The Hardy Boyz (Matt & Jeff Hardy).

The bell rings and the ring instantly becomes a demolition derby. The Young Bucks and Lucha Bros engage in a high-speed "superkick party," while reDRagon grounds the Hardys with stiff strikes and submission attempts. The first ladder is brought into the ring by Jeff Hardy, but before he can set it up, Nick Jackson hits a sliding dropkick into the steel, smashing the ladder into Jeff’s ribs.

The match quickly spills to the floor. Rey Fenix, displaying his usual disregard for gravity, runs up a ladder leaning against the guardrail and performs a corkscrew moonsault onto a pile of six men on the concrete. The Tallinn crowd is on its feet, chanting "C'est Magnifique" as the violence intensifies.

Inside the ring, Bobby Fish and Kyle O’Reilly demonstrate why they are the most dangerous men on the mat. They trap Matt Jackson’s leg inside the rungs of a fallen ladder and perform a coordinated Chasing the Dragon onto the steel. Every time a team tries to climb, reDRagon is there to sweep the legs or apply an achilles lock through the ladder steps.

The Hardys, veterans of a thousand wars, reclaim the spotlight. Matt Hardy hits a Side Effect on Penta atop a ladder bridge spanning the ring apron and the barricade. Jeff Hardy, seeing his moment, scales a twenty-foot ladder in the corner. With a look of vintage madness, he connects with a Swanton Bomb onto Bobby Fish, who was laid out on a table below. The table disintegrates, and for a moment, the arena goes silent at the sheer impact.

The Young Bucks seize the vacuum left by the Hardys' carnage. They set up two massive ladders in the center of the ring. Matt and Nick Jackson begin a rapid climb, but they are met on the other side by Penta and Fenix. All four men trade blows at the summit.

In a terrifying sequence, the Bucks attempt a Meltzer Driver off the top of the ladders. However, Rey Fenix mid-air counters the jump into a cutter, while Penta catches Matt Jackson and delivers a Fear Factor piledriver directly onto a horizontal ladder wedged in the corner. The sound of bone hitting steel echoes to the rafters.

With reDRagon neutralized by a series of chair shots from Penta and the Hardys spent from their high-risk maneuvers, the Lucha Bros find themselves alone in the ring. But as Fenix reaches for the gold, Kyle O’Reilly crawls back in, desperately grabbing Fenix’s ankle. O’Reilly applies a Guillotine Choke while dangling from the ladder, trying to choke the life out of the champion.

Penta El Zero Miedo makes the save, climbing behind O’Reilly and snapping his arm with his signature arm-breaker while both are ten feet in the air. O’Reilly falls like a stone.

The Lucha Bros stand alone at the top of the ladders. They look down at the wreckage of three legendary teams—the broken tables, the twisted steel, and the blood on the canvas. They lock eyes, cross their arms to signal "Cero Miedo," and unhook the EAM Tag Team Championships together.

Winners and STILL EAM Tag Team Champions: Lucha Bros

The arena explodes as Penta and Fenix sit atop the ladders, dangling their legs and clutching the gold. They have survived the Ladder War, proving that in a world of icons and innovators, the "Zero Fear" philosophy is the only thing that survives the steel.

Backstage, a battered Penta limps through the curtain, the EAM gold draped over his bloodied shoulder. He rounds a corner and nearly collides with Samuray Del Sol. The two stop dead. No insults, no posturing—just a heavy, silent exchange of glances between two masters of the mask.
Penta’s chest heaves as he clutches his ribs, the metallic scent of battle lingering in the air. Samuray Del Sol nods slowly, acknowledging the war Penta just survived. The tension is thick, a silent promise of a future collision before Penta limps past him into the shadows.

EAM Intercontinental Championship Matchup
Orange Cassidy (c) Vs Colt Cabana

The arena is buzzing with a unique, playful energy as the "Freshly Squeezed" Orange Cassidy defends his EAM Intercontinental Championship against the master of "Boom Boom," Colt Cabana. This isn't just a wrestling match; it’s a high-stakes meeting of the two greatest minds in sports entertainment—or at least the two most eccentric.

The Standoff of Serenity
The bell rings, and the crowd erupts in "Freshly Squeezed" chants. Cassidy, true to form, slowly puts his hands in his pockets. Cabana, not to be outdone, mimics the pose, tucking his thumbs into his singlet. They circle each other in a stalemate of pure apathy.

They lock up, but it’s a technical masterclass in slow motion. Cabana gains the advantage with a side headlock, but Cassidy simply leans his body weight against Colt, eventually causing both men to slowly tip over like a pair of falling dominoes. As they hit the mat, Cassidy manages to keep his hands in his pockets, performing a core-strength-defying nip-up that draws a standing ovation from the Tallinn crowd.

The Comedy of Errors
The match takes a turn for the hilarious when Cabana tries his signature "Colt 45" setup. Cassidy goes limp, becoming "dead weight." Cabana struggles to lift him, huffing and puffing. "You're too heavy, Orange!" Colt shouts. Cassidy responds with his signature "devastating" leg kicks—lightly tapping Cabana’s shins with the force of a gentle summer breeze.

Cabana sells the "pain" brilliantly, hopping on one foot and clutching his shin in agony. He catches Cassidy’s foot on the third tap and transitions it into a Billy Goat's Curse. Cassidy, still wearing his sunglasses, looks remarkably unbothered, reaching into his pocket to pull out a single stick of gum and chewing it while in the submission. He eventually scoots his way to the ropes with the urgency of a sloth.

High Stakes and High Flying
As the match nears its conclusion, the comedy gives way to genuine athleticism. Cassidy explodes with a Superman Punch (the Orange Punch) that sends Cabana reeling. He follows up with a Stundog Millionaire, nearly securing the pin. One... Two... No! Cabana gets a shoulder up at the last millisecond.

Colt rallies, catching Cassidy on the top turnbuckle. He delivers a top-rope Bionic Elbow—a tribute to the late Dusty Rhodes—that sends Cassidy crashing to the canvas. Cabana goes for a moonsault, but Cassidy rolls out of the way, and Cabana lands on his feet, stumbling right into a Beach Break! The crowd is certain it’s over.
One... Two... THRE—No! Cabana kicks out, and the arena is in a frenzy.

The Glorious Finish
Cassidy looks for the Orange Punch one more time. He removes his sunglasses—a sign that things have become serious. He charges, but Cabana ducks! Colt catches Cassidy’s arm, spins him around, and locks him in a Superman Pin (the press-down roll-up).

In a moment of pure wrestling brilliance, Cassidy tries to counter with a crucifix pin, but Cabana’s veteran instincts kick in. He shifts his weight, hooks both of Cassidy’s legs, and sits down deep on the cover.

One!
Two!
THREE!

The bell rings, and the "Boom Boom" music blasts through the speakers. The crowd goes absolutely wild, standing on their seats. Colt Cabana looks at his hands in disbelief before the referee hands him the Intercontinental Championship.

WINNER AND NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION: COLT CABANA

Orange Cassidy sits up, looks at the new champion, shrugs his shoulders, and gives a half-hearted thumbs up. Cabana, overcome with joy, pulls Cassidy into a hug. It is a purely glorious scene—a celebration of wrestling, comedy, and the crowning of a new, beloved champion. Colt hoists the gold high, parading around the ring as the Tallinn fans chant his name in unison.

Party-In-Ring:
The ring is quickly transformed into a scene of pure, unadulterated joy. Colt Cabana isn't just celebrating a win; he’s throwing the most "Boom Boom" party in EAM history. As the streamers fall from the rafters, a group of stagehands wheels out a massive, industrial-sized tub of premium orange juice, complete with a giant neon straw.

Colt grabs the microphone, his face beaming with a mix of exhaustion and exhilaration.

"Tallinn! You know, they told me I was too funny to be a champion. They told me I spent too much time making people smile and not enough time making them tap out!" Colt shouts, hoisting the Intercontinental Championship over his head. "But look at this! The 'Boom Boom' era has officially begun!"

Colt beckons to Orange Cassidy, who is still sitting in the corner, looking mildly confused by the sudden influx of party supplies. Colt hands him a giant, oversized novelty cup filled to the brim with juice.

"To the former champ! A man of few words, but a lot of vitamin C!"

Cassidy takes a slow, methodical sip through his straw, gives a single, lethargic thumbs up, and leans back against the turnbuckle. Colt then turns to the crowd, grabbing a handful of "Boom Boom" branded confetti and tossing it into the air.

"Everyone is invited to the party! Except for the guys who don't like fun—they can stay in the locker room!"

The segment ends with Colt Cabana attempting to do a victory lap around the ring while balancing the title on his head, eventually slipping on a stray streamer but popping back up with a grin, as the arena continues to echo with the loudest "Colt Cabana!" chants of the night.

Backstage Segment: The Curse of the Cleaner

Backstage, Danhausen trots along when he spots the Golden Lovers. His eyes widen with glee. "Kota Ibushi! The Very Nice, Very Golden Man!" Danhausen chirps, shaking Kota’s hand vigorously while completely looking through Kenny Omega.

Kenny’s face reddens. "What about me, huh? I’m the Best Bout Machine!" he snaps. Danhausen ignores him, asking Kota if he wants to buy an enchanted cape. Omega finally snaps, shoving Danhausen hard against a crate. "Do not ignore me! Don't you know who I am?"

Danhausen looks confused. "No... do you? But I know one thing: You are now cursed. You should not have pushed Danhausen!"
Danhausen points a spindly, trembling finger at Omega’s forehead, his eyes widening to an unsettling degree. "The spirits are very cranky now, Ken-Man! You shall have no peace, only phantom taps and great misfortune!" He then turns back to Kota with a sweet smile, whispering, "Call me about the cape, Golden One," before scuttling into the darkness, cackling evilly.

" Blast From The Past " Tag Team Gauntlet Matchup
Winning Team Gets A Titleshot at " Resurgence "
Team Tremendous (Bill Carr & Dan Barry) Vs Up In Smoke (Cheech & Cloudy) Vs The Ring Crew Express (Kevin Dunn & Kirby Marcos) Vs Speed Muscle (Masato Yoshino & Naruki Doi) Vs Tony Nese & Trent Beretta Vs OI4K (Dave & Jake Crist) Vs Men of the Year (Michael Elgin & Ethan Page) Vs LoveGun (Matt Sydal & Chris Sabin) Vs Brian Cage & Samurai Del Sol Vs Golden Lovers (Kota Ibushi & Kenny Omega) Vs The Good Brothers (Doc Gallows & Karl Anderson) Vs Besties In The World (Davey Vega & Mat Fitchett) Vs Paul London & Brian Kendrick Vs Chocolate Thunder (Willie Mack and Rich Swann) Vs The Rascalz (Zachary Wentz and Desmond Xavier) Vs The Butcher and the Blade Vs War Raiders (Erik & Ivar) Vs Primo & Epico Vs Super Smash Brothers (Player Uno & Player Dos) Vs Heavy Machinery (Otis & Tucker)
The arena is packed to the rafters for the "Blast From The Past" Tag Team Gauntlet. With a championship opportunity at Resurgence on the line, twenty legendary duos have gathered for a grueling test of endurance.

1. Team Tremendous eliminated by Up In Smoke.
Bill Carr and Dan Barry start with their usual investigative antics, but Cheech and Cloudy are too fast. Cloudy hits a sprawling hurricanrana on Barry, while Cheech catches Carr with a dropkick to the knees. A quick assisted roll-up from the high-flyers sends the "officers" back to the precinct.

2. Up In Smoke eliminated by The Ring Crew Express.
Kevin Dunn and Kirby Marcos bring the veteran savvy. As Cloudy attempts a springboard, Dunn catches him mid-air with a devastating powerbomb, allowing Marcos to soar off the top with a senton. The "Crew" secures the three-count.

3. Heavy Machinery eliminated by The Butcher and the Blade.
In a shocking turn of events, the massive Otis and Tucker enter the ring looking like favorites. However, The Butcher and the Blade are in no mood for fun. While the referee is distracted by the Blade, the Butcher uses a heavy brass knuckle to stun Otis. They follow up with a brutal Full Death on Tucker. The arena is silent as the powerhouses are dragged out early.

4. The Ring Crew Express eliminated by The Butcher and the Blade.
The Butcher and the Blade continue their path of carnage. Kevin Dunn is leveled by a massive lariat, and the Blade finishes Marcos with a doctor bomb onto the apron.

5. The Butcher and the Blade eliminated by Paul London & Brian Kendrick.
The legends London and Kendrick enter to a massive ovation. The Butcher tries to overpower Kendrick, but London flies in with a dropsault. Utilizing their unmatched chemistry, they hit a tandem Sliced Bread #2 on the Blade to eliminate the killers. (Kendrick/London Elimination #1)

6. Speed Muscle eliminated by Paul London & Brian Kendrick.
Yoshino and Doi bring the speed, but Kendrick anticipates the Muscular Bomb. He counters into a crucifix pin while London holds Yoshino back with a springboard heel kick. (Kendrick/London Elimination #2)

7. Tony Nese & Trent Beretta eliminated by War Raiders.
The War Raiders (Erik and Ivar) enter, and the energy in the building shifts to pure dread. Nese tries to show off his physique, but Erik simply tosses him across the ring with a German Suplex. Ivar finishes Beretta with a massive top-rope splash. (War Raiders Elimination #1)

8. OI4K eliminated by War Raiders.
The Crist brothers attempt a chaotic brawl, but the Raiders meet them with even greater violence. Erik catches Jake in mid-air and delivers a powerbomb while Ivar boots Dave into the front row. (War Raiders Elimination #2)

9. Men of the Year eliminated by War Raiders.
Ethan Page tries to use Michael Elgin as a human shield. The Raiders aren't bothered; they simply hit a double-team Fallout on Elgin, pinning him while Page watches in horror from the ramp. (War Raiders Elimination #3)

10. Golden Lovers eliminated by Super Smash Brothers.
The "Curse of Danhausen" manifests in terrifying fashion. Kenny Omega and Kota Ibushi are dominating, looking ready to sweep the match. Suddenly, Kenny stands in the corner, gasping for air. He feels a sharp tap on his shoulder. He whirls around—nobody is there. Panic sets in. He begins frantically waving his arms and punching at the air, fighting a ghost.

Suddenly, an invisible force shoves Kenny into the center of the ring. Kota Ibushi, concerned, runs up and taps Kenny on the shoulder to steady him. Lost in a cursed delusion, Kenny spins with a vicious V-Trigger, knocking his own partner, Kota, out cold. Player Uno and Player Dos seize the moment, rolling up the horrified Kenny while Kota lies motionless.

11. Super Smash Brothers eliminated by War Raiders.
The Raiders don't wait for the shock to wear off. They storm the ring and flatten the Super Smash Brothers with a series of heavy-handed strikes and a double-suplex. (War Raiders Elimination #4)

12. The Good Brothers eliminated by Paul London & Brian Kendrick.
Gallows and Anderson look to "Too Sweet" their way to victory, but London and Kendrick use their agility to stay out of the "Magic Killer" range. Kendrick hits a tornado DDT on Anderson, and London scores the pin with a shooting star press. (Kendrick/London Elimination #3)

13. Besties In The World eliminated by The Rascalz.
The Rascalz use a flurry of "Space Age" offense to catch the Besties off guard, scoring a quick pin after a double-stomping combination.

14. The Rascalz eliminated by War Raiders.
The Raiders catch the high-flying Rascalz mid-flight. Ivar catches Wentz in a bearhug and slams him, while Erik hits a decpaitating clothesline on Xavier. (War Raiders Elimination #5)

15. Primo & Epico eliminated by Brian Cage & Samuray Del Sol.
The Colons put up a fight, but Cage’s power is undeniable. He hits the Weapon X on Epico for the win.

16. Brian Cage & Samuray Del Sol eliminated by War Raiders.
This is a clash of titans. Cage and Erik trade strikes that sound like thunderclaps. Cage actually manages to hoist Ivar up for a suplex, but his back gives out. The Raiders take full advantage. They isolate Samuray Del Sol, and in a terrifying display of strength, Erik launches Del Sol across the ring into Cage’s chest. While both are dazed, the Raiders hit a Fallout on the "Machine" Brian Cage, ending their night in spectacular fashion. (War Raiders Elimination #6)

17. LoveGun eliminated by War Raiders.
Sydal and Sabin try to use a series of kicks to ground the Vikings. However, Ivar recovers and delivers a massive suicide dive to the outside. Back inside, Erik catches Sydal and delivers a powerbomb into the corner. They stack the veterans for the three-count. (War Raiders Elimination #7)

18. Chocolate Thunder eliminated by Paul London & Brian Kendrick.
Willie Mack and Rich Swann are the freshest team left, but London and Kendrick are wrestling with destiny. Swann goes for a 450, but London moves. Kendrick immediately catches Swann in the Sliced Bread #2. London holds Willie Mack’s leg from the outside, allowing Kendrick to steal the pin. (Kendrick/London Elimination #4)

It comes down to the War Raiders and Paul London & Brian Kendrick. The Vikings have eliminated seven teams; the legends have eliminated four. The Raiders have the power, but London and Kendrick have the momentum of the fans.

The Raiders charge, looking for their 8th elimination. They corner London, delivering a series of sickening knees. They look for the Fallout, but Kendrick pulls London off the shoulders just in time. The veterans begin a series of rapid-fire superkicks, rocking the giants.

Ivar goes for a clothesline, but London ducks and Ivar hits the ring post. Erik is left alone. Kendrick hits a springboard dropkick, and as Erik staggers, London flies off the top with a sunset flip. Kendrick drops to the mat and helps London bridge the pin, putting all their collective weight on Erik’s massive chest.

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!

Winners: Paul London & Brian Kendrick

The Raiders have been eliminated! Erik and Ivar are in a state of shock, realizing they were out-wrestled in the final seconds. A massive brawl breaks out immediately after the bell, with the Raiders destroying the ring in frustration while London and Kendrick escape through the crowd, celebrating their hard-earned titleshot at Resurgence.

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show opens backstage with the new EAM Intercontinental Champion; Colt Cabana, strutting down the hallway with the title over his shoulder when he bumps into General Manager and fellow EAM Hall Of Famer; Randy Orton.

Orton: You just had to do it didn't you? You had win that strap?! You realize this puts me in a awkward position right? Not only must i justify that you of everyone in the company got a match, on a PPV, for the first time ever in Estonia. But now I gotta justify the fact that you actually won the match clean. Fair and square.

Cabana: I don't see the problem Randall. It seemed like the people really loved it.

We can hear the audience in the arena testify Cabana's words.

Cabana: You gotta listen to the fans Randall. Give them what they want. That's what I did.

Orton: Give them what they want huh? You know what? I'll take you up on that. You do realize that being a champion comes with responsibilites right? Like defending the strap once in a while?

Cabana: Uhh...Randall?! I've been in this game longer than you. I think I know how this business works.

Orton gets a evil smirk on his face.

Orton: Ohh...so you do, do you? As a matter of fact, as the General Manager of this company, I also know how this business works. And, as the General Manager, it's my job to make sure you do your job. So at the next PPV, you will have your first title defence as Intercontinental Champion.......against Me!

We cut to the Jamboree vignette....


We find ourselves in a jampacked Hammerstein Ballroom, the fans already buzzing as CM Punk is already in the ring, carrying the MITB briefcase and cutting a promo. He points to the briefcase, pointing out the fact that he might have the power to cash this in whenever, but the only problem is that the so-called EAM World Heavyweight Champion is barely ever present, so when do you expect him to cash this in? Do he have to go home to Friedman on a saturday night and pin him on his living room floor? But that's not the only problem Punk's got. Now he is being side-tracked, as Johnny Gargano whines about Punk's wife beating the crap out of his wife. What are you gonna do about it huh? Punk suggests if he's got a problem with AJ, he can take it up with her. He get's interrupted then as Gargano's music cranks the arena speakers....

Gargano walks out on the stage with a microphone.

Gargano: I dont hit girls.

Punk: Neither do I. That's why this is such a waste of time....


Singles Matchup
Johnny Gargano Vs Cm Punk


As we get back from commercial break, we go backstage where some of the members of The Bullet Club (Marty Scurll, Jay White & Adam Cole) is having a meeting as the rest of the members (Kenny Omega, Prince Devitt & AJ Styles) walks into the locker room. A sudden silence fills the room as all members look at each other. As the leader, Omega demands to know whats going on, and Scurll takes a step forward, explaining that he and the other boys have been talking, and the fact is that the three of them are making Bullet Club look bad. Constant losses. Feuds with low-life like Danhausen, not to mention the fact that Omega is supposed to be a leading light as the leader of the club, but as of late, Omega is barely a shadow of his former self. So Scurll, White and Cole has decided that the three of them either step up, or walk out of the Bullet Club.....


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

- Whoever wins the match, WALTER man-handles and destroys Hook after the match in a fit of rage. Throwing Hook into the steep steps and throwing him trough the announce table. Hook's father Taz suddenly emerges from the audience and jumps the barricade, getting to his son's aid. WALTER is standing in the ring, The EAM Television Championship held high, while he lock stares with Taz as the production cut's to commercial break....

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As we get back from commercial break, before our main event, we go backstage where we hook up with the new #1 Contenders for The EAM Tag Team Championships; Paul London & Brian Kendrick. Nobody had foreseen this, not even Paul and Brian, and they are in a very good mood as The EAM Tag Team Champions walks into the locker room. Penta and Rey congratulate them on a hard fought victory, and they gotta admit they was impressed, watching the match backstage. But make no mistake about it, there wont be no resurgence for you two in EAM Promotions. But at least you get to dance with the greatest tag team in history. Penta and Rey leaves the locker room... We cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....


Tag Team Matchup
John Morrison & Eli Drake Vs Seth Rollins & Orange Cassidy

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show opens backstage with the new EAM Intercontinental Champion; Colt Cabana, strutting down the hallway with the title over his shoulder when he bumps into General Manager and fellow EAM Hall Of Famer; Randy Orton.

Orton: You just had to do it didn't you? You had win that strap?! You realize this puts me in a awkward position right? Not only must i justify that you of everyone in the company got a match, on a PPV, for the first time ever in Estonia. But now I gotta justify the fact that you actually won the match clean. Fair and square.

Cabana: I don't see the problem Randall. It seemed like the people really loved it.

We can hear the audience in the arena testify Cabana's words.

Cabana: You gotta listen to the fans Randall. Give them what they want. That's what I did.

Orton: Give them what they want huh? You know what? I'll take you up on that. You do realize that being a champion comes with responsibilites right? Like defending the strap once in a while?

Cabana: Uhh...Randall?! I've been in this game longer than you. I think I know how this business works.

Orton gets a evil smirk on his face.

Orton: Ohh...so you do, do you? As a matter of fact, as the General Manager of this company, I also know how this business works. And, as the General Manager, it's my job to make sure you do your job. So at the next PPV, you will have your first title defence as Intercontinental Champion.......against Me!

We cut to the Jamboree vignette....


We find ourselves in a jampacked Hammerstein Ballroom, the fans already buzzing as CM Punk is already in the ring, carrying the MITB briefcase and cutting a promo. He points to the briefcase, pointing out the fact that he might have the power to cash this in whenever, but the only problem is that the so-called EAM World Heavyweight Champion is barely ever present, so when do you expect him to cash this in? Do he have to go home to Friedman on a saturday night and pin him on his living room floor? But that's not the only problem Punk's got. Now he is being side-tracked, as Johnny Gargano whines about Punk's wife beating the crap out of his wife. What are you gonna do about it huh? Punk suggests if he's got a problem with AJ, he can take it up with her. He get's interrupted then as Gargano's music cranks the arena speakers....

Gargano walks out on the stage with a microphone.

Gargano: I dont hit girls.

Punk: Neither do I. That's why this is such a waste of time....


Singles Matchup
Johnny Gargano Vs Cm Punk

The lights in the arena dim to a low amber before exploding into a frantic pulse as Johnny Wrestling meets The Best in the World. This isn’t just a match; it’s a collision of two eras of "indie darlings" who redefined what it means to be a main eventer.

The bell rings, and the contrast is immediate. Gargano is a blur of motion, using his speed to catch Punk in a lightning-fast sequence of arm drags and a dropkick that sends the veteran to the outside. Punk, ever the tactician, slows the pace. He leans against the barricade, smirking, forcing Johnny to play his game. When Gargano attempts a suicide dive, Punk meets him mid-air with a devastating forearm shiver, shifting the momentum toward technical brutality.

Midway through, the "work-rate" reaches a fever pitch. Gargano connects with a One Final Beat DDT for a heart-stopping 2.9 count. He immediately transitions into the Garga-No-Escape, twisting Punk’s body into a pretzel. The crowd is unglued. Punk’s face turns a deep crimson as he reaches for the ropes, eventually finding them with the tips of his boots.

Gargano looks for the finish, charging for a superkick, but Punk ducks. In one fluid motion, Punk hoists Gargano onto his shoulders. Johnny fights out, landing on his feet and attempting a rolling kick, but he stumbles—his knee buckled from earlier punishment.

Punk seizes the moment. He points to the sky, screams "It’s Clobberin' Time!", and hauls a weary Gargano back up. He conects with the GTS

Referee strating the count 1...2...3!!

Punk stands victorious, battered but proving that while Gargano may be the heart of the ring, the "Second City Saint" still owns the spotlight.

Winner: CM Punk

As we get back from commercial break, we go backstage where some of the members of The Bullet Club (Marty Scurll, Jay White & Adam Cole) is having a meeting as the rest of the members (Kenny Omega, Prince Devitt & AJ Styles) walks into the locker room. A sudden silence fills the room as all members look at each other. As the leader, Omega demands to know whats going on, and Scurll takes a step forward, explaining that he and the other boys have been talking, and the fact is that the three of them are making Bullet Club look bad. Constant losses. Feuds with low-life like Danhausen, not to mention the fact that Omega is supposed to be a leading light as the leader of the club, but as of late, Omega is barely a shadow of his former self. So Scurll, White and Cole has decided that the three of them either step up, or walk out of the Bullet Club.....


EAM Television Championship Matchup
WALTER (c) Vs Hook

The atmosphere in the arena is suffocating. The "Ring General" WALTER stands like a monolith in the center of the ring, his chest already a bruised shade of violet from his own brutal chops. Across from him is Hook, the "Cold-Hearted Handsome Devil," looking undaunted despite the massive size discrepancy.

The Clash of Styles
The match is a masterclass in violence. WALTER treats Hook like a training dummy, leveling him with a chop that echoes through the rafters like a gunshot. Every time Hook tries to find an opening with his judo background, he is met with a big boot or a crushing powerbomb. However, Hook’s resilience is otherworldly. He absorbs the punishment, ducking a lariat to cinching in a lightning-fast sleeper hold that actually forces the champion down to one knee.

WALTER recovers, dragging Hook toward the corner to crush his ribs against the turnbuckle. The champion looks to finish things with a folding powerbomb, but as he lifts the challenger, the momentum shifts.

As WALTER slams him down, Hook doesn’t let his shoulders hit the mat. He uses WALTER's own downward force to bridge, hooking the legs in a masterful crucifix roll-up.

The Count: One... Two... THREE!

The arena explodes. Hook has done the impossible. He slides out of the ring, clutching his ribs, having snatched the EAM Television Championship from the jaws of defeat.

Winner: Hook

The silence from WALTER is more terrifying than a scream. His face turns a sickly shade of red as the reality of the loss sets in. Before Hook can even reach the ramp, WALTER blindsides him with a clothesline that turns the young champion inside out.

The "man-handling" begins. WALTER tosses Hook into the steel steps with such force they shift three feet. Not satisfied, he hauls Hook's limp body onto the broadcast position and drives him through the announce table with a devastating powerbomb. Wood and plastic splinter everywhere.

Suddenly, a hooded figure leaps the barricade. It’s Taz. The legend doesn't hesitate, rushing to his son’s side and shielding Hook’s broken body from further harm. WALTER doesn't retreat; he stands tall in the ring, hoisting the Television title high—claiming it in spirit if not in record. He locks eyes with Taz, a cold, predatory stare-down between two generations of killers, as the screen cuts to black for the commercial break.

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As we get back from commercial break, before our main event, we go backstage where we hook up with the new #1 Contenders for The EAM Tag Team Championships; Paul London & Brian Kendrick. Nobody had foreseen this, not even Paul and Brian, and they are in a very good mood as The EAM Tag Team Champions walks into the locker room. Penta and Rey congratulate them on a hard fought victory, and they gotta admit they was impressed, watching the match backstage. But make no mistake about it, there wont be no resurgence for you two in EAM Promotions. But at least you get to dance with the greatest tag team in history. Penta and Rey leaves the locker room... We cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....


Tag Team Matchup
John Morrison & Eli Drake Vs Seth Rollins & Orange Cassidy

The marquee lights flicker over a matchup that looks like a fever dream of wrestling history: the "Prince of Parkour" John Morrison and the silver-tongued Eli Drake (LA Knight) taking on the chaotic, high-level duo of Seth "Freakin" Rollins and the nonchalant Orange Cassidy.

The Match
The opening moments are pure psychological warfare. Cassidy stands center-ring, hands in his pockets, staring blankly at Drake. Eli looks at the crowd, pointing to his head. "Let me talk to ya!" he barks, only to be met with Cassidy’s signature "lethal" slow-motion shin kicks. Drake sells the "impact" with mocking agony before trying to clothesline Cassidy’s head off. Orange ducks, rolls, and tags in Rollins.

The energy shifts instantly. Rollins and Morrison engage in a breathtaking display of athleticism. It’s a game of "anything you can do, I can do better." Morrison hits a standing shooting star press; Rollins responds with a Falcon Arrow. The chemistry is electric, a reminder that both men have spent decades perfecting the art of the counter.

The tide turns when Drake catches Rollins on the apron, pulling his neck across the top rope. This allows Morrison and Drake to isolate the "Visionary." They employ classic tag-team "cut the ring in half" tactics. Drake brings the power, hitting a massive burning hammer variation, while Morrison adds the flair, keeping Cassidy off the apron with springboard kicks.

Rollins eventually finds the hot tag after a desperation enzuigiri. Cassidy enters like a house on fire—but a very relaxed house on fire. He hits a diving crossbody and a tornado DDT on Morrison. He sets up for the Orange Punch, but Drake distracts the referee.

In the chaos, Rollins tries to intervene with a Stomp, but Morrison evades, and Rollins accidentally knocks Cassidy silly with a superkick intended for Drake.

The Finish: Drake tosses Rollins out of the ring. Morrison leaps to the top rope and connects with a picture-perfect Starship Pain on a grounded Cassidy.

The Result: 1... 2... 3. Morrison and Drake have their hands raised.

Winners: John Morrison & Eli Drake

The bell rings, but the tension doesn't dissipate. Morrison and Drake celebrate wildly, basking in the boos of the crowd. Drake eventually calms down, looking at the fallen Orange Cassidy. In a rare show of sportsmanship, Drake reaches down and pulls Cassidy to his feet. They stand nose-to-nose—the loudmouth and the man of few words.

Suddenly, the truce turns to a pact. Cassidy and Drake whirl around as one, sprinting toward Morrison and Rollins. A four-way chaotic brawl erupts! Drake is unloading rights and lefts on Morrison, while Cassidy abandons his chill to rain blows on Rollins. It’s pure bedlam. A swarm of twenty security guards rushes the ring, struggling to tear the four men apart as the show goes off the air in total anarchy.

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Episode #87


Show opens with a IIconics segment, where Billie Kay & Peyton Royce congratulate Piper and Jax on their win against Banks and Belair. But they are a bit disappointed, after all Piper and Jax promised a real burial. But that's ok, because Billie and Peyton has arranged for something really speacial, something worthy of a proper burial, and as to be perfectly frank, they had to do this size, with the thought of both Piper and Nia is going to fit in there. The camera pans a bit then and we can see a big large wooden crate, on the sides are sticker's with the AEW logo on them. Billie and Peyton then explains that Piper and Nia's tyranny is coming to an end, with the aid of The IIconics..... We cut to the Spotlight vignette.....

NWA World Women's Tag Team Championships Matchup
TVMA (Tiffany Nieves and Valentina Rossi) (c) Vs The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle)

As we get back from commercial break we get a re-pack of recent events concerning The Center of Attention Champion; Mickie James. We get to see a replay of the incident, then some flashes and glimpses when Mickie gets rushed out of the arena, Emil A. waiting outside her room in the hospital, Emil A. talking to the doctors.... Then we get to see a vivid discussion between people in EAM Management on what they must do. Everyone is concerned about Mickie's well being offcourse, but they also have to be professionals, what to do about the championship? There is silence when chairman Emil A. stands up, explaining to everyone (JBL, Mick Foley, Mr. Anderson, Christopher Daniels, Colt Cabana (with the EAM Intercontinental Championship over his shoulder) and Spotlight GM Quinn McKay) that there is no history of vacating titles in EAM, and after 17 years, he has no plan on changing that. So, Mickie will stay Center of Attention Champion, for now. Because Emil A. has a plan.....He stands up then and walks up to the wall where the old defunct titles are hanging. He lifts one of them off the wall and walk back to the table where the others are sitting. He throws The EAM Women's Championship so it lands in the middle of the table.

Emil A: It's about time we rejuvenated this anyways....

The clip ends with that and we cut back to the arena for our next match.....


Singles Matchup
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Taya Valkyrie

As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where Joanna Rose is about to interview Nikkita Lyons who has been on fire as of late, especially her performance in the recent Scramble match has got people talking. Nikkita says that her time has come in EAM, and the other girls better take notice. She get's interrupted when " The Primetime Bitch Champion " Jade Cargill enters the scene. None of them says anything, they just stare each other down as we cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....


Tag Team Matchup
Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo Vs Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan

- After the matchup, whoever wins, Deonna Purrazzo & Tessa Blanchard makes their way out to the ring and does a beatdown on Statlander and Choo as the show ends.....

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Episode #87


Show opens with a IIconics segment, where Billie Kay & Peyton Royce congratulate Piper and Jax on their win against Banks and Belair. But they are a bit disappointed, after all Piper and Jax promised a real burial. But that's ok, because Billie and Peyton has arranged for something really speacial, something worthy of a proper burial, and as to be perfectly frank, they had to do this size, with the thought of both Piper and Nia is going to fit in there. The camera pans a bit then and we can see a big large wooden crate, on the sides are sticker's with the AEW logo on them. Billie and Peyton then explains that Piper and Nia's tyranny is coming to an end, with the aid of The IIconics..... We cut to the Spotlight vignette.....

NWA World Women's Tag Team Championships Matchup
TVMA (Tiffany Nieves and Valentina Rossi) (c) Vs The Hex (Allysin Kay & Marti Belle)

NWA World Women’s Tag Team Championship: TVMA (c) vs. The Hex
The bell rings and the veteran savvy of The Hex is immediately on display. Allysin Kay uses her size advantage to bully Valentina Rossi into the corner, while Marti Belle keeps a sharp eye on the "High Fashion" antics of Tiffany Nieves. The Hex utilizes quick tags and double-team maneuvers, including a devastating big boot/neckbreaker combo that nearly secures new champions in the opening minutes.

However, TVMA proves why they hold the gold—not just through skill, but through sheer ruthlessness. While the referee is distracted by Marti Belle, Tiffany Nieves uses her designer belt to choke Kay against the ropes. The momentum shifts as Rossi enters, delivering a series of stinging forearm shivers and a snap suplex. The champions isolate Marti Belle, cutting the ring in half with surgical precision. Rossi mocks the crowd, performing a "runway walk" before dropping a heavy knee across Belle’s throat.

Marti eventually finds the opening for a desperation sunset flip, crawling to make the hot tag. Allysin Kay enters like a house on fire, clearing the apron and nearly decapitating Nieves with a Discus Lariat. The Hex sets up for the Hex Marks the Spot, but Rossi pulls the referee’s leg at the critical moment. In the ensuing chaos, Nieves rakes Kay’s eyes. As Kay stumbles back, Rossi blindsides her with a high-heeled kick to the temple. Nieves quickly rolls her up, grabbing a handful of tights for leverage. The referee counts: one, two, three.

Winners and STILL NWA World Women’s Tag Team Champions: TVMA

As we get back from commercial break we get a re-pack of recent events concerning The Center of Attention Champion; Mickie James. We get to see a replay of the incident, then some flashes and glimpses when Mickie gets rushed out of the arena, Emil A. waiting outside her room in the hospital, Emil A. talking to the doctors.... Then we get to see a vivid discussion between people in EAM Management on what they must do. Everyone is concerned about Mickie's well being offcourse, but they also have to be professionals, what to do about the championship? There is silence when chairman Emil A. stands up, explaining to everyone (JBL, Mick Foley, Mr. Anderson, Christopher Daniels, Colt Cabana (with the EAM Intercontinental Championship over his shoulder) and Spotlight GM Quinn McKay) that there is no history of vacating titles in EAM, and after 17 years, he has no plan on changing that. So, Mickie will stay Center of Attention Champion, for now. Because Emil A. has a plan.....He stands up then and walks up to the wall where the old defunct titles are hanging. He lifts one of them off the wall and walk back to the table where the others are sitting. He throws The EAM Women's Championship so it lands in the middle of the table.

Emil A: It's about time we rejuvenated this anyways....

The clip ends with that and we cut back to the arena for our next match.....


Singles Matchup
Stephanie Vaquer Vs Taya Valkyrie

This bout is a clash of "La Primera" and "Lucha Royalty." Taya Valkyrie attempts to use her strength early, tossing Vaquer across the ring with a release German suplex. Taya plays to the crowd, radiating confidence, but Stephanie Vaquer is a master of technical counter-wrestling. Vaquer targets Taya’s left arm, twisting it into knots and using the ring posts to soften up the veteran.

The intensity spikes when Taya hits a thunderous spear, nearly folding Vaquer in half. Taya climbs the turnbuckle for a moonsault, but Vaquer rolls out of the way. As Taya lands hard, Vaquer capitalizes with a lightning-fast sequence of strikes. The two trade stiff chops in the center of the ring, the sound echoing through the arena. Taya looks for the Road to Valhalla, but Vaquer slips out the back, transition into a beautiful Backstabber.

Recognizing the window is closing, Vaquer locks in a crossface, but Taya powers out. In the final exchange, Taya charges for a big boot; Vaquer ducks, hits a bridging dragon suplex for a two-count, and immediately transitions into her signature Package Backbreaker. The impact is definitive. Vaquer hooks the leg, securing a massive victory over one of the most decorated women in the sport.

Winner: Stephanie Vaquer

As we get back from commercial break we go backstage where Joanna Rose is about to interview Nikkita Lyons who has been on fire as of late, especially her performance in the recent Scramble match has got people talking. Nikkita says that her time has come in EAM, and the other girls better take notice. She get's interrupted when " The Primetime Bitch Champion " Jade Cargill enters the scene. None of them says anything, they just stare each other down as we cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....


Tag Team Matchup
Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo Vs Shotzi Blackhart & Kiera Hogan

The energy is electric as the "Galaxy’s Greatest Alien" and the "Sleepy Striker" team up. Kris Statlander starts the match by outpowering Kiera Hogan, using her raw strength to military press the "Girl on Fire." However, the tide turns when Shotzi enters. The "Ballsy Badass" brings a chaotic, high-risk style, catching Wendy Choo with a suicide dive that sends both crashing into the barricade.

Kiera and Shotzi display surprising chemistry, utilizing a series of rapid-fire kicks to keep Wendy Choo grounded. Kiera mocks Wendy’s sleeping gimmick, but she underestimates Choo’s resilience. Wendy explodes out of the corner with a handspring overhead kick, finally reaching Statlander for the hot tag. Statlander enters the ring with explosive power, hitting a double clothesline on both opponents.

She catches Kiera mid-air for a powerslam and then assists Wendy Choo in a tandem maneuver—a toss into a Sleeper Slam. Shotzi tries to interfere with a top-rope senton, but Statlander catches her out of the air. Kris transitions Shotzi into the Friday Night Fever (Cradle Tombstone Piledriver) while Wendy Choo keeps Kiera at bay with a brainbuster. The referee counts the three, signaling a hard-fought win for the powerhouse duo.

Winners: Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo

The celebration is short-lived. As Statlander and Choo raise their hands, Deonna Purrazzo and Tessa Blanchard storm the ring from the crowd. The "Virtuosa" and the "Queen of the Carolinas" decimate the weary winners. Purrazzo locks Statlander in a Fujiwara Armbar while Blanchard delivers a series of vicious Curb Stomps to Wendy Choo. The show fades to black as the two attackers stand tall over the carnage.

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show starts with a recap of what happened last week during the EAM Television Championship match between Walter and Hook. We see the shocking moment when Hook stole the win, and the championship, not to mention the devastating impact by Walter, following the aftermath of the match. This has offcourse been the talk amongst fans and people in the business alike. What will happen next? Hook's father Taz demands that action are taken, and he demands that at least Walter gets suspended. GM Randy Orton explains to Taz that he can't do that, as Walter is one of the company's biggest stars, and he draws the company a whole lot of money. He tells Taz if he's got a problem with Walter, he is more than welcome to take it up with Walter himself. We cut to the Jamboree vignette.....


Singles Matchup
Tommaso Ciampa Vs Jon Moxley

As we get back from commercial break we get a recap from the tag team gauntlet match, where we get a replay of the moment where The Butcher and The Blade eliminates Heavy Machinery. We then get a promo from Otis and Tucker, whey they talk about their time as champions, but also the fact that they never ever faced The Butcher and The Blade. So at the upcoming PPV, Otis and Tucker is challenging The Butcher and The Blade to a match!

Singles Matchup
Eli Drake Vs Seth Rollins

The camera cut's to the backstage area where there is some commotion as Rex Steiner assaults Logan Paul in the parking lot. He manage to do some damage before security gets to the scene, even chokeslamming Paul trough a car-window. They get seperated by secury, as Rex Steiner screams he's gonna kill Logan Paul, as he's nothing but a pouser and that it's people like him who drags the whole business down the drain.... We cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....

Tag Team Matchup
Paul London & Brian Kendrick Vs War Raiders (Erik & Ivar)

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Live from Hammerstein Ballroom, New York


Show starts with a recap of what happened last week during the EAM Television Championship match between Walter and Hook. We see the shocking moment when Hook stole the win, and the championship, not to mention the devastating impact by Walter, following the aftermath of the match. This has offcourse been the talk amongst fans and people in the business alike. What will happen next? Hook's father Taz demands that action are taken, and he demands that at least Walter gets suspended. GM Randy Orton explains to Taz that he can't do that, as Walter is one of the company's biggest stars, and he draws the company a whole lot of money. He tells Taz if he's got a problem with Walter, he is more than welcome to take it up with Walter himself. We cut to the Jamboree vignette.....


Singles Matchup
Tommaso Ciampa Vs Jon Moxley

The bell hadn’t even rung before the air in the arena turned thick with malice. Tommaso Ciampa, the "Sicilian Psychopath," sat on the middle turnbuckle, staring a hole through Jon Moxley with those cold, unblinking eyes. Moxley, shoulders hunched and pacing like a caged animal, spat at Ciampa’s boots.

The match began not with a lockup, but with a stiff forearm exchange that echoed through the rafters. Ciampa quickly took control, targeting Moxley’s surgically repaired joints. He trapped Moxley’s head in the natural wood of the ringside barricade, delivering a sickening running knee strike that nearly ended the bout in three minutes. Ciampa was surgical, peeling back the floor mats to expose the concrete, looking to end Moxley’s career then and there.

However, Moxley thrives in the red mist. Blood began to trickle from a cut above his eye, and as Ciampa went for the Fairytale Ending on the apron, Moxley powered out, driving Ciampa spine-first into the ring post. The momentum shifted instantly. Back in the ring, they traded suplexes—Ciampa hitting a devastating Project Ciampa, only for Moxley to kick out at an agonizing 2.9.

The finish was pure chaos. Ciampa went for a second-rope Air Raid Crash, but Moxley slipped behind him, raking the eyes in a moment of desperation. As Ciampa staggered back, Moxley caught him mid-air with a King Kong Lariat that turned the Psychopath inside out. Sensing the end, Moxley hooked both arms, pulled Ciampa in tight, and spiked him with a brutal Paradigm Shift into the center of the ring.

Winner: Jon Moxley

As we get back from commercial break we get a recap from the tag team gauntlet match, where we get a replay of the moment where The Butcher and The Blade eliminates Heavy Machinery. We then get a promo from Otis and Tucker, whey they talk about their time as champions, but also the fact that they never ever faced The Butcher and The Blade. So at the upcoming PPV, Otis and Tucker is challenging The Butcher and The Blade to a match!

Singles Matchup
Eli Drake Vs Seth Rollins

Seth Rollins entered the ring with the confidence of a man who owns the spotlight, dancing to the rhythm of the crowd’s "Heh-Heh-Heh" chants. Across from him, Eli Drake—the "Megastar"—clutched the microphone, reminding everyone whose game it truly was.

The technical prowess of Rollins was on full display early. He ran circles around Drake, landing a Falcon Arrow and a series of suicide dives that kept the Megastar reeling. Rollins climbed the turnbuckle, looking to put Drake away with a Frog Splash, but Drake moved at the last second, causing Rollins to crash and burn. Drake slowed the pace, utilizing his power game with neckbreakers and his signature leaping elbow drop.

As Rollins regained control, setting up for the Stomp, the arena speakers suddenly erupted with the laid-back chords of "Jane." Orange Cassidy wandered down the ramp, hands buried deep in his denim pockets, looking lost.

The referee, distracted by Cassidy’s nonchalant presence on the apron, began shouting at him to leave. Rollins, baffled and frustrated, walked over to yell at Cassidy. Cassidy slowly looked up, gave Rollins a "thumbs up," and then pointed behind him.

Rollins turned right into a low blow from Drake that the referee never saw. Drake quickly followed up with the Blunt Force Trauma (BFT), slamming Rollins’ face into the canvas. The ref turned back just in time to count the three.

Winner: Eli Drake

The camera cut's to the backstage area where there is some commotion as Rex Steiner assaults Logan Paul in the parking lot. He manage to do some damage before security gets to the scene, even chokeslamming Paul trough a car-window. They get seperated by secury, as Rex Steiner screams he's gonna kill Logan Paul, as he's nothing but a pouser and that it's people like him who drags the whole business down the drain.... We cut back to the arena for our main event of the evening.....

Tag Team Matchup
Paul London & Brian Kendrick Vs War Raiders (Erik & Ivar)

This was a classic clash of styles: the high-flying, death-defying chemistry of London and Kendrick against the pillaging, powerhouse dominance of Erik and Ivar.

London and Kendrick started with a blitzkrieg of tandem offense, using their speed to keep the giants off-balance. Double superkicks and stereo moonsaults to the outside sent the War Raiders stumbling. For a moment, it looked like the former tag team champions might pull off the upset. However, the tide turned when Ivar caught a crossbody from London mid-air and executed a terrifying World’s Strongest Slam onto the apron.

The War Raiders began to dismantle their smaller opponents. Erik’s stiff strikes and Ivar’s surprising agility—highlighted by a springboard clothesline—left Kendrick isolated. Just as the Raiders set London up for the Fallout, the arena lights began to flicker and die.

Suddenly, the titan-tron glitched, displaying a cryptic sigil. From the crowd, four masked intruders in tactical gear swarmed the ring. These weren't wrestlers; they were a "security hit squad" sent by a rival faction. They didn't target one team—they targeted the match itself.

Erik was blindsided by a baton strike to the back of the knee, while Ivar was pulled out of the ring and slammed into the steel steps. London and Kendrick attempted to fight back, but the sheer numbers and the use of heavy-duty zip-ties and chairs turned the ring into a crime scene.

The referee, caught in the crossfire and seeing both teams incapacitated by outside interference that had nothing to do with the competitors' actions, officially called for the bell. The match was ruled a No Contest as the locker room emptied to chase off the invaders, leaving both the War Raiders and London & Kendrick battered in the wreckage.

Result: No Contest (Outside Interference)

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Episode #88


The scene opens backstage. The massive crate with the big AEW stickers is visible in the background. Suddenly, it gets shoved violently off-screen as Piper Niven storms into frame, Nia Jax cracking her knuckles behind her.

Piper Niven:
“Oh no, no, no… we are NOT doin’ this cute little arts-and-crafts project today. A coffin? A crate? Stickers? What is this, a bloody kindergarten class?!”

Piper kicks at one of the loose AEW stickers on the ground.

“You two walked out there gigglin’, thinkin’ you’re clever… thinkin’ you’ve already buried us. But let me make one thing crystal clear—you don’t bury us. We dig our way back up… and we drag people down with us.”

Nia Jax:
“And let’s talk about that box for a second…”
smirks
“You made it big enough for both of us? Smart. Really smart… because when this is over, you’re gonna need that extra space.”

Nia steps closer to the camera, her tone dropping colder.

“Not for us… for you.”

Piper Niven:
“You wanted a Casket Match? You wanted to turn this into somethin’ dark? Violent? Permanent?”

Piper grins, a little unhinged.

“Good. That’s exactly our kind of match.”

Nia Jax:
“You two have made a career out of being loud. Entertaining. Annoying. But this isn’t about catchphrases… or jokes… or whatever little routine you’ve got planned.”

“This is about pain. This is about power. This is about ending people.”

Piper Niven:
“And at the pay-per-view, when that lid slams shut…”

She makes a loud clapping motion with her hands.

“…there won’t be any more screamin’, no more jokes, no more ‘IIconic’ nonsense.”

Nia Jax:
“Just silence.”

Piper Niven:
“And two champions still standin’ over the grave YOU dug.”

Nia Jax:
“So go ahead. Bring your box. Bring your stickers. Bring your whole little act.”

Piper Niven (leaning into the camera):
“Because when it’s over… we’re not just retainin’ these titles…”

Both, in unison:
“…we’re burying you.”


The camera's cut to the Spotlight vignette....


Tag Team Matchup
TayJay (Anna Jay & Tay Conti) Vs Tha Braid & Tha Boss (Bianca Belair & Sasha Banks)

As we get back from commercial, we get another update on Mickie's condition trough a video-package. We can see her sitting up in the hospital bed as Emil A. explains the situation and what the board has decided. Mickie does not like it at all. She starts to throw things that she can get a hand on, screaming that The EAM Women's Championship is hers! She owned it! Nobody else is worthy of the title, that's why it got retired in the first place! Emil A. explains that he cannot go against the majority of the board. He cannot risk his job over this. He hopes Mickie understands. Mickie crosses her arms over her chest, saying that they should be very afraid of what she's going to do when she finally gets out of this bloody hospital bed....

Singles Matchup
Charlotte Flair Vs Natalia Markova

As our main event of the evening is about to start, we get the official announcement that Jade Cargill will be defending her Primetime Bitch Championship title against Nikkita Lyons at the upcoming PPV....

No DQ Tag Team Matchup
Deonna Purrazzo and Tessa Blanchard Vs Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo

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Episode #88


The scene opens backstage. The massive crate with the big AEW stickers is visible in the background. Suddenly, it gets shoved violently off-screen as Piper Niven storms into frame, Nia Jax cracking her knuckles behind her.

Piper Niven:
“Oh no, no, no… we are NOT doin’ this cute little arts-and-crafts project today. A coffin? A crate? Stickers? What is this, a bloody kindergarten class?!”

Piper kicks at one of the loose AEW stickers on the ground.

“You two walked out there gigglin’, thinkin’ you’re clever… thinkin’ you’ve already buried us. But let me make one thing crystal clear—you don’t bury us. We dig our way back up… and we drag people down with us.”

Nia Jax:
“And let’s talk about that box for a second…”
smirks
“You made it big enough for both of us? Smart. Really smart… because when this is over, you’re gonna need that extra space.”

Nia steps closer to the camera, her tone dropping colder.

“Not for us… for you.”

Piper Niven:
“You wanted a Casket Match? You wanted to turn this into somethin’ dark? Violent? Permanent?”

Piper grins, a little unhinged.

“Good. That’s exactly our kind of match.”

Nia Jax:
“You two have made a career out of being loud. Entertaining. Annoying. But this isn’t about catchphrases… or jokes… or whatever little routine you’ve got planned.”

“This is about pain. This is about power. This is about ending people.”

Piper Niven:
“And at the pay-per-view, when that lid slams shut…”

She makes a loud clapping motion with her hands.

“…there won’t be any more screamin’, no more jokes, no more ‘IIconic’ nonsense.”

Nia Jax:
“Just silence.”

Piper Niven:
“And two champions still standin’ over the grave YOU dug.”

Nia Jax:
“So go ahead. Bring your box. Bring your stickers. Bring your whole little act.”

Piper Niven (leaning into the camera):
“Because when it’s over… we’re not just retainin’ these titles…”

Both, in unison:
“…we’re burying you.”


The camera's cut to the Spotlight vignette....


Tag Team Matchup
TayJay (Anna Jay & Tay Conti) Vs Tha Braid & Tha Boss (Bianca Belair & Sasha Banks)

The energy in the arena reached a fever pitch as Bianca Belair and Sasha Banks—"The Braid and The Boss"—made their way to the ring, dripping with gold and confidence. Opposite them, Anna Jay and Tay Conti, the inseparable "TayJay," looked focused, knowing they were facing arguably the most decorated duo in the modern era.

The match started with a technical showcase between Sasha and Tay Conti. Conti’s judo background was on full display as she executed a series of hip tosses, but Sasha’s "Boss" instincts allowed her to transition into a bank statement attempt early, forcing Conti to scramble to the ropes. When Belair tagged in, the power dynamic shifted. She hoisted Anna Jay up for a delayed vertical suplex, marching around the ring while the crowd counted to ten before dropping her with authority.

TayJay found their opening when they isolated Sasha in their corner. Anna Jay’s "Queenslayer" sleeper hold nearly zapped the life out of the Boss, and a tandem superkick from the duo earned a very close two-count. However, the resilience of the champions shone through. Sasha escaped a double-team maneuver with a back-flip, making the hot tag to the EST.

Bianca entered like a house on fire, clearing the apron and hitting a spinebuster on Anna Jay. Conti tried to intervene, but she was met with a devastating K.O.D. (Kiss of Death) that sent her rolling out of the ring. With Anna Jay left alone, Sasha climbed the turnbuckle for a Frog Splash, while Bianca set her up. In a seamless display of teamwork, Sasha hit the splash, and Bianca immediately followed up with a second K.O.D. for the academic three-count.

Winners: The Braid & The Boss

As we get back from commercial, we get another update on Mickie's condition trough a video-package. We can see her sitting up in the hospital bed as Emil A. explains the situation and what the board has decided. Mickie does not like it at all. She starts to throw things that she can get a hand on, screaming that The EAM Women's Championship is hers! She owned it! Nobody else is worthy of the title, that's why it got retired in the first place! Emil A. explains that he cannot go against the majority of the board. He cannot risk his job over this. He hopes Mickie understands. Mickie crosses her arms over her chest, saying that they should be very afraid of what she's going to do when she finally gets out of this bloody hospital bed....

Singles Matchup
Charlotte Flair Vs Natalia Markova

Charlotte Flair stepped into the ring with her usual regal disdain, but Natalia Markova, the "AK-47," didn't blink. Markova brought a gritty, hard-hitting style that caught the Queen off guard in the opening minutes. A spinning heel kick from Markova sent Charlotte into the corner, followed by a flurry of forearm shivers that had the 14-time champion reeling.

Charlotte, ever the tactician, targeted Markova’s lead leg. With a chop block that echoed through the arena, the Queen began a systematic dismantling of Markova’s base. Every time Markova tried to mount an offensive, Charlotte shut it down with a stiff big boot or a knife-edge chop.

Markova showed incredible heart, hitting a beautiful "Beautiful Disaster" kick for a two-count, but she couldn't maintain the momentum on her injured knee. Charlotte saw the opening, executed a spear that nearly folded Markova in half, and immediately bridged into the Figure-Eight Leglock. Markova fought the pain, clawing at the canvas, but the bridge was too deep. She had no choice but to tap out.

Winner: Charlotte Flair

As our main event of the evening is about to start, we get the official announcement that Jade Cargill will be defending her Primetime Bitch Championship title against Nikkita Lyons at the upcoming PPV....

No DQ Tag Team Matchup
Deonna Purrazzo and Tessa Blanchard Vs Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo

The "Virtuosa" Deonna Purrazzo and Tessa Blanchard are a team built on technical cruelty, but in a No DQ environment, the chaotic energy of Kris Statlander and Wendy Choo proved to be an unpredictable equalizer.

The bell rang and the match immediately spilled to the floor. Wendy Choo, clutching her pillow—which turned out to be stuffed with a lead plate—smacked Tessa across the head, while Statlander sent Deonna crashing into the steel steps with a dropkick. The sound of metal on bone set the tone for the carnage. Deonna recovered quickly, grabbing a kendo stick from under the ring and unloading on Statlander’s ribs, while Tessa used a steel chair to trap Wendy’s arm against the ring post.

The fight moved through the crowd and back toward the ringside area. Deonna attempted to lock Statlander in the Venus de Milo using a chair for extra leverage, but Wendy Choo woke up from her "nap" and sprayed a fire extinguisher into Deonna’s face.

As the chaos peaked, Tessa Blanchard cleared the announce table, looking to end Statlander’s night. She dragged Kris onto the table, mocking her alien persona. But Statlander’s otherworldly strength kicked in. She blocked a DDT attempt, hoisted Tessa onto her shoulders, and with a primal scream, delivered a Cradle Tombstone Piledriver straight through the announce table. The wood splintered, and the impact left both women in a heap of wreckage.

Back in the ring, Deonna was left alone. She tried to fend off Choo with a trash can lid, but Wendy ducked and hit a "Snooze Button" elbow drop. Statlander, barely able to stand, slid back into the ring and helped Wendy deliver a spiked version of their double-team finisher. Wendy made the cover while Statlander fended off a dazed Deonna.

Winners: Kris Statlander & Wendy Choo