New Year's Revolution Results:

[First Round Matches for the WWE Title tournament]

1. Hangman Adam Page def. Matt Riddle via Pinfall (Buckshot Lariat)

2. Finn Balor def. Sami Zayn via Pinfall (Coup De Grace)

3. Daniel Dalton def. Dominik Mysterio via Pinfall (Heaven's Light). It should be noted that this was the shortest match at NYR/Day 1, only lasting 2 minuntes, 33 seconds.

4. Shawn Rosario def. Kevin Owens via Pinfall (A second DLR Driver)

5. Universal Openweight Championship match: Ricky Starks def. Orange Cassidy, Bronson Reed, and Dijak (pin, Roshambo to become the inaugural Universal Openweight championship!

6. Rhea Ripley def Britt Baker via Submission (Prism Trap)

7. House of Black def ANARCHY (A. Zamora & S. Rosario) via pinfall (Aleister's Black Mass) to become the Undisputed Tag team champions

8. Dakota Kai (c) def Indi Hartwell via Pinfall (Kai-o-kick & Kairopractor)

9. Kyle O'Reilly (c) def Tyler Bate via Pinfall (Diving Knee) to retain the IC title

10. Jake Cross (c) def Austin Theory via pinfall (C4) to retain the US title

11. The Good Brothers def Dante Ito & David Matthews via Pinfall (Magic Killer on Dante Ito)

12. Ethan Bourne defeats Grayson Waller via Pinfall (Fatal Collision [Devlin Side] onto the hood of a car) in a Falls Count Anywhere match.

[Before this match, Ethan debuted a new theme song: "EvenFlow" By Pearl Jam.]



[Congrats, it's stuck in your heads now too. So now, you all can join us when we shout... EVENFLOOOOOOOOW!!!!]

Day 1

1.



-Finn Balor defeated Hangman Page via Pinfall (1916) after Dominik grabbed Page's leg while he attempted a Buckshot Lariat

2. Six Woman Tag match: Ruca, Purrazzo, and Rodruigez def Damage CTRL via submisson (Purrazzo taps out Bayley to the Venus Del Milo armbar)

3. Universal Title match:

Ricochet thwarts the initial Dominik Mysterio Interference, but Priest still takes advantage and hits an Avalanche South Of Heaven, keeping Ricochet down for a three count. NEW CHAMPION: Damian Priest!

4. Fatal Fourway - Liv Morgan wins the Fatal Fourway by Pinning Mandy Rose off the ObLIVion while Banks had a Bank Statement locked in on Shotzi.

5. Rosario vs Dalton:



The bell rang. "The following contest is scheduled for One Fall, and is for the right to join Finn Balor and the winner of the WWE Championship match later tonight... in a Triple Threat match... AT THE ROYAAAAAL RUUUUMBLE!!!"



"Introducing first, weighing in at 203 Pounds, from Anaheim, California... SHAWN ROOOOOOSAAAAAARIOOOOOOO!!!"

The quiet yet deadly striker cracked his knuckles, taking in the crowd's reaction as he took his first step down the ramp, and down towards the biggest match of his Career. "Here we go..." He thought to himself. He slid under the bottom rope and into the ring, where he began jumping back and forth in place, waiting for his opponent to make his way down.



"Aaaand his opponent... weighing in at 188 pounds, from Fort Worth, Texas... HE IS... THE IIIROOOOOOOOON ANGEL... DANIEL... DAAAAAAAAALTOOOOOON!!!" Dalton stood on the stage, back facing the crowd, arms outstretched, spread like the wings of an angel. He simply was waiting for the right cue... When the music hit the first main chorus, "I'm Awake, I'm Alive!", he turned and yelled "LET'S GO!", and Pyro began to burst around him! He looks around for a moment, also taking the chance to absorb the atmosphere of his first huge pay-per-view match... and then the Angel descended, making his way down the ramp and to ringside. Dalton climbed the steel steps up to the apron before slingshotting himself into the ring. He took one look at Shawn before tossing his entrance jacket aside. The referee made sure both men were ready. Then, he called for the bell.

Dalton and Rosario start off fast and heavy, Daniel began attempting a pair of arm drags, but Shawn managed to turn the second around into a hurricanrana! Rosario hooks a leg, attempting a cover this early, however, predictably only gets a 1 count from the ref. Dalton attempts a surprise Roll-Up, but Shawn, like his opponent, kicks out at one. Daniel is the first to run into a strike from Rosario, but The Iron Angel immediately fires back. Thus, the duel is on as the two strikers began to test which is the better. The two begin to trade chops, forearms, punches, stiff kicks... It's almost like a fight you'd see in UFC! Daniel is the first to start landing one of his combos, but Shawn dodges the last kick attempt, countering with his own combo of back elbow strikes and a heel kick to the gut, but then Daniel also counters the last hit to counter with the Seven Heavenly Strikes; and on the last strike, Shawn ducks and captures him with a German Suplex. 

The two engage in chain wrestling their respective submission games with a few suplexes thrown in. The two somehow make it out to the apron in which they continue their strike fest before Shawn nails a Brainbuster on the apron! The referee counts to 5 as Dalton gathered his bearings outside the ring, while Rosario smiled and taunted by shadowboxing in the ring a little.

Daniel slides in the ring, ducking a Clothesline, and he attempts a Springboard Sling Blade, only to be met with a Bicycle knee strike, which Shawn tries to follow up with a Poison-Rana, only Dalton performs a full backflip and lands on his feet! Dalton then runs past Rosario and launches himself off the bottom rope, grabbing Shawn as he came down, executing a perfect tornado DDT! Dalton rolls out of the ring for a brief moment before he begins beating his chest and hyping up the crowd.

Dalton then rolls back into the ring, measuring up his opponent, he Rolls forward, attempting the Faith breaker, but when he pops up for the Stunner attempt, he jumps up right into a wicked Superkick from Shawn! As the Iron Angel tries to regain his balance, Shawn superkicks Daniel in the left knee, which he had surgically repaired earlier in his career, forcing him to crouch before connecting another kick to the jaw! Shawn goes for a cover, but Dalton kicks out at 1 & a half.

Daniel attempts to rest in the corner, but Shawn tries to charge in and strike while the iron's hot, Only Rosario ends up getting caught by Dalton, who pounces with a turnbuckle exploder suplex! Only this time, instead of setting up for the Archangel's Arrow Corner dropkick like he normally does, he brings Rosario back up for a move we call the "Fold Em in Half" suplex (It's a Half & Half suplex that ends up folding the recipient in half...), then picking him up into a fireman's carry before landing his GTS into a German bridge pin combo! The ref counts, "One!" "Two-" But Shawn is able to get a shoulder up! 

Seeing he's now got the advantage, Daniel seems to attempt a second Faith Breaker, but this time it turns out to be a trick, as he rolls through with a wheelbarrow maneuver instead of a Stunner, grounding Rosario with the Guardian Lock! Crystal's signature Inverted Cloverleaf submission move! Dalton, however, didn't account for how close to the ropes Rosario was, and Shawn easily grabbed the bottom rope, breaking the hold. Daniel pulled Shawn up, taking a moment to breathe before his next move, when out of nowhere, Shawn jumped, spinning in the air, doing a 360 before hitting a Codebreaker! Heaven's Light, to the man who made it popular! Shawn lines up for a Spinal Tap, but Dalton rolls out of the way! Shawn's foot slams off the mat, and he hobbles to his feet, but this time Dalton was about to steal a move, hoisting Shawn up and planting him with the DLR Driver! (Picture Santos Escobar's Phantom Driver.) The ref counts the pin: "One!" "Two!" "Thr-" Shawn popped his shoulder up. He wasn't gonna be done in by his own maneuver.

Daniel beckons his opponent to stand. He whips Rosario off the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a Backbreaker, which leads Shawn to start hobbling a little, clitching at his lower back! This leads Dalton to unleash a new signature series of Spine-Shattering moves; First, an Irish curse backbreaker, but the hold was maintained after the impact. Dalton spun Shawn around, applied a half nelson, and lifted him into another backbreaker! He still held on for one more move... He spun him around, into suplex position! Dan hoisted him up, before dropping Shawn right onto his own knees, with the move known as "End of Heartache"! Daniel covers Shawn, and the referee counts to Two before Shawn gets a toe onto the ropes, just barely, forcing a break of the count.

Daniel pounded on the mat, feeling the end of the match was just moments away... He prepared for a big discus Lariat as Shawn was rising to his feet, but Shawn intercepted the arm, spun him around, and pulled his opponent into a samoan drop! Both men were down, and the "THIS IS AWESOME" Chants began to rise through the arena.

Seeing a moment to capitalize, Shawn climbs to the top rope and is seemingly about to steal Daniel's 450 splash, even doing a semi-mocking motion beforehand, but the hesitation gave Dalton time to roll out of the way, causing Shawn to land and roll through Awkwardly. Daniel seizes the opening and hits the Heaven's Light! He goes for another cover, hoping this was it, however Shawn once again thrust his shoulder up before three. Dalton was running out of big plays. If he was gonna win, he needed to pull out something he hadn't used in a long time...

But for now, he attempted to Continue the assault on Shawn's lower back, attempting a Buckle Bomb, however, Shawn reverses and tries to send Daniel face first into the corner buckle pad with a modified Hurricanrana, only Dalton manages to rebound and spring off the middle rope and performing a "Spring-blade" move. Dalton jumps out to the apron, about to attempt a Buckshot Lariat! Daniel flips over the top rope, but Shawn catches the Angel with the Psycho Knee! That brutal running knee to the face! Rosario then pulls Daniel back up, rolls him over while maintaining a grip on the arm, pulling him back into a second consecutive vicious Knee strike! He calls this snapmare-into-ripcord-knee the "Rolling Tide"! Shawn grabs one of Daniel's arms and one of his legs, then he Rolls through and powers Dalton up onto his shoulders! Holy crap, what power by the man they call the "So-Cal Striker"! He's looking for the DLR Driver! But Dalton slips out, Rosario turns around, just in time to be caught with the Heaven's light one more time! Dalton rolls backwards after hitting the move, regaining a vertical base, however, Shawn had taken the move and stumbled backwards, bouncing off the ropes before springing forward and landing a second brutal Psycho Knee, and both men go down! It's impossible to tell who got the worst of that exchange... But Dalton is the first one back to his knees. He slowly begins to ascend the ropes... Rosario begins to stand as well, but he almost fell back down in the process. The referee went to check on Rosario, but when Shawn got to both feet, Daniel launched himself off the top, attempting a Meteora, only Shawn dipped out of the way, and the referee got nailed by the diving double knees instead! You could hear Dalton say "Ah, Shit..." in response to his blunder.

As Dalton tries to shake the ref back into conciousness, he doesn't see someone crawling out from under the ring... Wait, that's... It is! It's Aaron Zamora! Shawn's ANARCHY Stablemate! And He's in the ring, Dalton doesn't see him yet! Daniel turns around, and Aaron kicks him right in the stomach! Zamora then hits a beautiful, yet devistating Jumping DDT, known as the Assassin's Flight! Aaron then nods to Shawn, and they prepare to double-team Dalton!

Aaron hits Daniel with a "Last Breath" (basically Melo's Suplex Cutter move), immediately followed by a Spinal Tap from Rosario! Shawn's too tired to make an immediate cover, so Aaron flips Daniel over, and seeing the ref begin to move, Aaron rolled out of the ring and exited through the crowd. Shawn throws an arm over Daniel... Not this way, damn it! The ref's count is slower than usual, as he's groggy from eating the Meteora. "One!................... Two!................... Thr-" But Dalton managed to throw the arm off of himself, and power his left shoulder up! The crowd began going insane! "FIGHT FOREVER!" Chants could be heard throughout the arena as the two finally stood up, once again, face to face... Back to square one. They exchange a few more chops, neither man willing to give up just yet. After an eardrum-pounding Enziguri from Rosario, Dalton looks out of it, and Shawn's ready to end it! Shawn looks like he's about to attempt one final DLR Driver, an exclamation point on this match, to seal his spot in the triple threat at the Rumble... but Dalton slips out for the second time, shoving him into the corner! 

Shawn turns himself around just in time to meet a jumping knee to the ribs! Dalton then throws Rosario out of the corner, and Shawn falls to his knees, clutching his chest. Dalton sits perched in the corner. His chest hurt. His Spine was killing him. His head was starting to spin a little. But adrenaline made him forget all about that. Victory was so close, that he could practically taste it... smell it... He could feel it in his grasp. He had to seize the moment. Dalton slowly climbed up to the middle rope, before taking a seat on the top rope momentarily, only so he could collect his breath. Shawn hadn't moved from his kneeling position, as when he tried to stand, his legs  gave out. Daniel takes one final deep breath before he leaps down, and lands lightly on Shawn's neck, before flipping forward, driving Shawn's head into the mat with a Flip Piledriver! "OH MY GOD! DEMIGOD DESTROYER FROM DALTON!" was the call from the commentary team. Shawn flopped onto his back, now in prime position for the finishing blow! 

Daniel knew he had to make it quick, or he could lose this moment... So Dalton jumps out to the apron, and he tried to scale the ropes, but he couldn't make it up there. He tried a second time, only to find he hadn't the strength left in his lower body to climb up. So instead, Daniel opts for a Springboard version of the Angel Splash, and he gets all of it! the Springboard 450 Connects! Dalton covers Shawn emphatically, and the ref counts: "One!... Two!... Three!"

Ding Ding Ding! 

"Here is your winner... DANIEEEEEEEEL DAAAAAAAAALTOOOOON!!!"

Dalton falls off to the side, both men clearly exhausted. The crowd gave both men a standing ovation, and neither man found it in them to stand... but they had both managed to sit up, and Daniel extended a hand to Shawn as a sign of Sportsmanship. Rosario accepted, and the two soaked in the adoration of the Adeleide crowd as they began chanting "FIVE STAR CLASSIC!!" in between claps. The two broke character, grinning and sharing a little chat in the ring while the feed cut to backstage.

6. Last Woman Standing Raw Women's title Match 

[Sorry about the outdated Graphic, These are old renders from 2k22, I'll be using 2k23 renders from here on out.]



Ding Ding Ding.

"The Following Contest... Is a LAST WOMAN STAAAAANDING MAAAATCH!! And it is for... the RAW WOMEN'S CHAAAAMPIONSHIIIP!"



"Introducing first, the Challenger... from Brighton, England... She is the White Wolf of WWE... RAAAACHEALLL MOOOOON!"

Racheal comes out with her sleeveless leather jacket on and looked as determined as ever for this match. She took a moment to observe the local crowd and arena, taking in the fact this was her first Main Roster match and the biggest of her career thus far. She then gets down on one knee before howling for the World like the wolf she is before punching the air and screaming with energy. She walks down the ring with fire in her eyes, fiving some of the fans along the way, before sliding in the ring and almost crawling across the mat before doing another howl. She then jumps to her feet and hops up on the second turnbuckle to wave and pose for the crowd. She looked ready to be here and to capture some gold. Once she was done, she jumped back down and removed her jacket while eagerly staring down the ramp, awaiting the champion.



"And Introducing the Champion... from Los Angeles, California... She is THE RAWWW WOMEN'S CHAMPION... CRYSTAAAAAAL ZAAAAAAAMOOOOOORAAAAA!!!"

The champ stands behind a wall of smoke as the music builds up. She slowly takes a few steps forward, until the build reached its peak, then [at about 0:29 in the video], she rushes forward, emerging fully from the smoke, pumping her fist in the air as pyro exploded behind her. Leather Jacket and all, Zamora was fully hyped and ready to go for this huge defense tonight. She pounded her fist on the stage, then pointed to her title, saying a few inaudible words. She then said to the camera, "It's go-time, ladies 'n gents!" Before tossing her sunglasses into the crowd. She took her jacket off midway down the ramp, throwing it over her shoulder, as she was ready for a good ol' fight! One of these woman would have to be kept down for a 10 count, and that's the only way to win. No pins, No submissions, nothing. Incapacitate 'em or your title shot could be up in smoke.

The two women are in the ring, as Crys hands the belt to the ref. He calls for the bell, and it rings 3 times.

Crystal begins the match by utilizing Racheal's nerves and eagerness against her and almost effortlessly dodges a few strike attempts, almost as if going through the motions... only to roll outta the ring, grab her title and a mic and begin walking up the ramp... aaand suddenly we have a mid-match promo... But why though?

She walked up the ramp, Title in hand. "If that's how it's gonna be, If that's how this fight's gonna go, I'll just go get this called off. You weren't ready for the spotlight. You're making sloppy mistakes that most Average performers would capitalize on. Had I not felt bad for you, I'd have beaten you within an inch of your life already. I'm going to talk with your old pal Regal. Maybe talk some sense into him, tell him to find me an opponent who's ready for the big stage." She shrugs as the crowd begins to boo. The champ turned, as if she's about to walk away...

"Oi! Biker Barbie!" Racheal had picked up the mic and called after her before she could leave. "That's the kind of champ you are? A few lucky shots and you're gonna stroke your ego and just walk out?" She pants for a moment before continuing. "Honestly..... I will never understand what my pal Danny sees in you..." The champ kept Walking, until Racheal raised the mic one more time. "How's 'at Daughter'a yours? Or does she not even know you're her real mum?"

The crowd gave a loud "OOOOHH!!" to the comment. Crystal stops dead in her tracks. Her confident smile immediately vanished and was replaced by, at first, a look of pure anger, and then in an instant by a look that... well, it couldn't mean anything good. She slowly turned around, facing her challenger. The champ's eye twitched. "My ego? MY Ego?! I was gonna do this to save YOU the embarrassment of being squashed live in your Pay-Per-View Debut..." She powerwalked back down to the ring, dropping the title belt on the ramp as she slid into the ring. "I was gonna let you off with a chance to showcase your skill against somebody else, someone more your level, and just maybe walk outta Adelaide, South Australia looking like a credible superstar who dominates competition..." The 5'10" Crystal towered over the 5'4-ish Racheal. "...But then you brought my family into this. Fine, lets talk family..." She cocks her head to one side, cracking her neck, before she looks down at Moon and grins, almost sadistically. "How's your daddy dearest?" She paused, allowing the crowd to react with a loud "Ooooooh-". "I can see you're a bit upset, a little off tonight... Is it because Daddy Ciampa couldn't make the trip to Adelaide because he got absolutely brutalized by the Rico Rhodes? Oh, by the way, WHERE WERE YOU when the man who brought you in and called you a daughter needed you the most? You WERE backstage that night, and you could've done something, hell ANYTHING to stop Nightshade from beating the hell out of him, and now Daddy's gonna miss his darling's first big match on the main roster. Such a shame, really. Quite frankly, I'm a tad underwhelmed by what you showed in the few minutes you tried to fight me. You have so many big names calling you the FUTURE of women's wrestling. Bryan Danielson, Claudio Castagnoli, Jon Moxley, Timmy Thatcher, Mickie James, Trish Stratus, Kurt Angle, Bubba Ray Dudley... All have been RAVING about your talent for years..." She takes a deep breath in, then lets out a sigh. "But I just don't see it. I mean, surely all those big names couldn't be wrong about such a talent... who are we kidding, people are wrong all the time! So unless you have something better to say..." Crys cracks her neck. The crowd was almost deadly silent from the verbal tyrade the champ had just laid down. 

"...Are you done? 'Cause first off, he was more of my family long before he even knew you; so that gives you no room to talk about MY family. Second, did this turn into a segment all of a sudden? 'Cause as much as I would love to point out how idiotic that statement was, I... and these people... came for a fight!" she throws the mic

She raised the mic one last time, leaning against the ropes. "Well then, Seems like you won't listen to words, so I'll have to show these idiots who were cheering you on why I'm the champ and you're the newbie... Oh, and one more thing..."

"I have one last thing to say about your so-called 'Family', since well, Turnabout is fair play, Miss Moon... So I'm gonna show the whole world why you DO belong in the BCC..... The Bitchass Crybaby Collective." Crys flipped the mic onto the floor and made a 'Come at me' motion with her hand as she stood ready for the fight ahead. She nodded to the ref, who rang the bell, officially restarting the Raw Women's Title match.

After the official restarting of the match, Racheal eats some hard strikes, first a series of kicks, then a rapid flurry of elbows and forearms straight to the forehead. She stumbles after a big hit, but stays on her feet, looks Crystal in the eye and shouts, "IS THAT ALL YOU GOT YOU BIG BITCH?!" Crys smirks and, in response, shoot-kicks Racheal in the head hard enough to send her through the ropes and tumbling to the outside She tells the referee not to count before grabbing a steel chair from the outside. Crys tosses Racheal back into the ring, and waits for her stand back up before taking a swing at her, but Racheal ducks before running off the ropes and nailing Crys with a running crossbody! The audience explodes as the Challenger starts unleashing a fury of ground and pound hits, until Crystal manages to roll through and get back to a stance despite the shots to the head and shoves Racheal back to the ropes. Moon comes back and Crys catches her, looking to get her up and around for some kind of "Catch & release" throw, but Racheal slips out when up in the air, landing behind the Champion, and nails her variant of a Rolling Cutter, the Crescent Moon!

But she wasn't done yet! Racheal keeps her grip on Crystal's head and neck as she then connects with a Moonlight Drive, abd To top it all off, she finishes with a Paradigm Shift right on the chair! Racheal then picks up the bent, warped chair and goes to town on Crystal's back while shouting at her. She even drives the top of the chair right directly into her spine. Crystal rolls to the ropes while holding her back, but the challenger didn't want to give her a moment to breathe. Moon charged towards the ropes, leaping through them, and catching the Champ with a Suicide dive, sending her crashing over the announce table! The Incensed Moon picks up the much larger Zamora, dragging her over to the arpon, then wraps her leg around the bottom rope, pulling hard as Crystal screams in agony. "YEA I CAN PLAY DIRTY TOO, BITCH! HOW'S IT FEEL?!" She releases her leg, but follows this up with a springboard knee drop right onto her thigh! The Champ rolls to the side, in obvious pain. Has she bitten off more than she could chew with this new challenger?

Racheal plays to the crowd a little before she attempts a suicide dive. However, Crys had fished under the ring for something to use, and boy did she find something... because as Racheal lept at her for a second time, Crystal threw a trashcan lid as hard as she could at Moon's head. A sickening "THWACK!" rang out before Racheal even hit the ground. Crystal screams back at her, "HOW'S IT FEEL?! YOU DON'T KNOW THE MEANING OF PLAYING DIRTY!" while continuing her assualt with a second trash can lid. Crys then picks her up and whips her hard into the steel steps! She then digs out the actual trashcan and tosses it in the ring and then Moon with it. Crystal then gets a table out and sets it up at ringside before climbing up the apron. She looks to enter through the second rope, but is met with the warped steel chair from earlier to the face. Racheal grabs Crystal's head and lands a Willow's Bell right on top of the chair! The ref starts a first count of the night, but Racheal knows that won't be enough. Now with the upper hand and looking to capitalize, she takes the trashcan that Crystal herself threw in and places it on her head as she tries to stand. Then, she picks the chair back up and drives it right into Crystal's quad, dropping her to a knee. She tries to stand back up at first, but then is hit again. This leaves her in a seated position in the corner, still with the trashcan on her head, allowing Racheal to come off the ropes and hit a running knee strike. It doesn't end there as she quickly charges across the ring, bouncing off the corner and charging back with a running hip attack, or "Sweet Cheeks Music" as Good Ol' JR likes to put it, to the can-covered Crystal. The Dark Angel may have been knocked out as she was moved away from the corner, the trashcan still kept on her head by Racheal as the White Wolf quickly went to the top turnbuckle. She grew a huge grin as she gives out a large howl and performs an Over The Moonsault right on top of the trashcan! "Holy Shit" chants are already echoing through the arena for this match as the ref starts another count. "One..." The ref began, but Crys was already stirring. This type of onslaught, and the champ still had fight left in her?! How resilient WAS she?! We know she'd survived Hell In A Cell, We'd seen her knock off two horsewomen in Bayley and Banks, but could she 

Crystal makes it up by a count of 7 and Racheal hits a running knee to her back. This causes Crystal to bounce off the corner and stumble right into a German suplex from Racheal! She continues to showcase her strength and further damage her back and neck with a belly to back and then somehow even pulling a Regal Plex on the much larger athlete. Now Racheal has momentum on her side as she looks to hit the Wolfsbane Spear. The crowd is on her side and she looks like an animal stalking its prey. 

Crystal returns to her feet, Racheal charges forward and hits- NO! Crystal leapfrogs over the spear, turns around, and catches a stumbling Racheal between her thighs, hooking her arm, and now Racheal's in the right place for a big move! The Champ effortlessly powers Moon into the air, holding her up for a good 10 seconds, before planting her with the Dark Angel Bomb! That's it, call it a nigh- wait, I don't think she got all of it, as both women are still down! I think Zamora's back and leg gave out midway while executing the move, thus not allowing her to get the full effect. Crys is the first one standing. She has a murderous look in her eyes as she tightens the glove on her right hand. Racheal kipped up and charged at her, but Crys used the corner turnbuckle to leap up and over her, sending Moon crashing into the ring post, shoulder first! The challenger sunk to the apron, and Zamora ducks between the ropes, hoisting her up to her feet, now looking to suplex her to the outside and through the table she'd set up earlier!

Racheal desperately tries to fight out of it, punching and knee striking her until she releases her hold. Moon tries some kind of desperation cutter across the top rope, almost knocking Zamora off, but the champ hangs on! By the time she recovers, Racheal is charging back across the ring and diving right through the ropes, A Suicide Spear connects!!! Through the table!!! Crystal makes it up to a count of 9 before Racheal grabs her and leans her down, looking for the White Wolf Kiss (Which is like a Sister Abigail, if you don't know), but Crystal, with amazing strength, is somehow resisting while in this vulnerable position. Even more amazing, she manages to shift her position ever so slightly, popping her hips just one time, and suddenly she was lifting the wolf girl up and.... Collateral Damage right on the floor!! (Again, think of a Bitter End) Racheal looks to be unconscious, not even so much as twitching as the ref starts counting. 

It looks to be over. But wait... by the ref's count of 6, she starts showing signs of life. She slowly starts to move, trying to return to her feet, the ref still counting, he makes it to 9 once more and then... she just barely beats the count.... only to be knocked by down once more, as the champ had thrown the steel steps. She slides the steps in the ring, then Moon herself, and is looking beyond frustrated in such unfamiliar matter. She re-enters the ring and in a frightening turn, looks to Dark Angel Bomb Racheal on top of the steps! She gets the right hold, lifts her up.... but Racheal shifts the weight, getting her own hold and connects the White Wolf Kiss, but she immediately rolls through, keeping her hold, and a second White Wolf Kiss connects! But now, Crystal is down and Racheal is hovering over her like a snarling beast with its helpless prey. Without warning, she lifts the Dark Angel back up and a third White Wolf Kiss, this time right on the steps! We look to have a new champion as Zamora is unconscious and bleeding, as the shot to the steps opened an old forehead would from the Hell In A Cell match with Liv Morgan, causing blood to once again stream down her face. Zamora stirs and the ref keeps counting. The ref reaches 8. Crys is up on one knee. The ref reaches 9... and Crystal is still not up. The ref is right about to say 10, but the champ suddenly reached her feet for a solid second, just long enough to break the count! What the hell's it gonna take?! The challenger demands the ref count again, but right after the ref said "ONE!", Zamora kips up to her feet! The crowd starts chanting "WOMEN'S WRETSLING!" and "THIS IS AWESOME!" as the champ glares daggers into the young challenger. 

Crystal ate an elbow from the challenger, but she didn't seem phased. She grabbed the challenger and absolutely yeeted her over the barricade with wicked force! Racheal rolled to her feet as Zamora standing box-jumped up & over the barricade, which in and of itself was rather impressive. The two women began just pounding each other with furious right hands, as Racheal soon began to get the upper hand once more! Racheal had Crys running up the steps of the arena, and soon Crys spilled out into the concourse and grabbed a metal tray. Racheal never saw her grab it, so when she came through the curtain, she was smacked in the face by said metal tray! By god, the thing bent from the impact! Crys drags Racheal up a ramp that lead to the second floor concourse, where Racheal was handed a crutch by a fan on the concourse, which she used to Jab Crystal in the gut, then she broke it over the champ's back! Racheal then superkicked Zamora hard enough to send her sprawling towards the curtain, out back into the stands! She tumbled down a few steps before regaining her balance! At this point, she was in retreat mode, if only so that she may get a breath of fresh air, before she realized... she was on the second story, and the only place to go was DOWN. She gulped, and turned around just in time to see Racheal charing towards her, only for Crys to intercept her mid-stair dive! Crys cracks an exhausted smile. "Big. Fucking. Mistake." She says between breaths, and with a hand on her throat, Crys hoisted Racheal up into the air, maneuvering her into position, and... wait no, you don't think-

DARK ANGEL BOMB ONTO THE METAL CONCRETE STAIRS!!! OH MY HEAVENS, SHE'S GOTTA BE DEAD! But Racheal began stirring the moment Crys stood up. This made the Champion slump down against the railing. "COME ON!!! WHY WON'T YOU JUST STAY DOWN?!" Crys shouted. Racheal was on all fours now, but while she recovered, Crys looked behind her... and she looked down. In her head, she'd began Calculating something... What if...?

Crys backed up, then signaled for a few fans to move out of her way. Crys cracks her neck, then grabs Racheal and forces her to her feet. "I never wanted it to end this way..." She says with a sigh before she grips the White wolf by the throat... Oh no, she isn't thinking about... There's all sorts of electrical equipment down there, you can't... Is Crys tries to Throw her over?! Zamora thinking Chokeslam, but Racheal counters, and OH MY GOD! A Modefied Reverse STO, smacked Crystal's forehead off the Railing! The sickening Ringing noise made by that railing cannot mean anything good, and the Raw Women's champion has gotta be knocked clean out! But the ref never followed the women up into the second deck, he's down below! Racheal forces Crystal into a standing position, Maybe looking for some kind of suicide Spear off the second deck?! The Wolf eyes her prey, ready to pounce, when Out of Nowhere, Crystal's knee shot up, catching her right in the jaw, leaving the challenger dazed! Crys looks down, and smiles once more. She carefully steps OVER the railing, placing her feet on the small ledge on the opposite side... is this woman Insane?! She grabs Racheal, looking for... oh no- Folks, is she gonna try an Exploder Suplex off the second balcony?! Crystal hooks the leg... Moon hasn't moved since the knee strike, and if she's not done after the knee, then this HAS to finish both of these women! Crys hoists her up and- Crys, don't do this, you have a family damnit!

With one last Glance to the anxious crowd, waiting for the spot of the night... Crys gave one last "See Ya" Salute before she Powered Racheal up, over the railing, and both women went Crashing down about 20 feet, making a huge electrical explosion in the equipment pit!

"HOLY SHIT!" could be heard loud and clear from every Aussie in the house, as even a few stage lights had gone out as a result.  Racheal had gone through some tables and computer stuff while Crystal had gone through some equipment, but the equipment box she had landed on didn't break, as it was meant to be very sturdy. The Ref ran over, then began his count. Neither woman had moved an inch since the impact. "One!"... "Two!"... "Three!"... "Four!"... "Five!"... 

Still, no movement from either woman. "Six!"... "Seven!"... "Eight!"...

Crystal began rolling over onto her stomach ever so slightly, towards the edge of the box she'd landed on. "Nine!"...

Just as the ref's hands had come down for Nine, Crystal Zamora, almost as if on instinct alone, rolled herself over one more time, causing her feet to touch the floor in plain view of the ref, just as he threw his arms up one more time. "TEN!! That's It, Ring the bell!" Crystal collapsed halfway through the word Ten, so The fans thought the match had ended in a Draw because Crystal had stood for such a short moment... Until the ref went to talk to Mike Rome, who then announced the following, while video footage of the replay was shown on the Titantron. "Ladies and Gentlemen... The referee has determined that the Champion's feet hit the floor, and she had maintained enough of a vertical base to break her own count. Therefore, the winner of this match... AAAND STIIILL, RAW WOMEN'S CHAMPION... CRYSTAL ZAAAAAAAAMOOOOOOORAAAA!!!"

Crys did not feel like a winner. She had lost a good amount of blood, plus that railing shot probably gave her a minor concussion of sorts. Well, maybe not that serious, but it rattled her pretty good and she'll be feeling that one tomorrow. Crys had the Raw women's title belt handed to her, as she was helped up by the official. She managed to stand on her own two feet as she slowly climbed the equipment box that saved her reign and, despite it causing some pain to do so, she raised the belt high for the fans to see. She hopped down, which caused her bad leg to buckle, and spotted the unsuccessful challenger stirring. Crys, without a second thought, grabbed Racheal and dragged her up, and just when the crowd thought "Oh, no, Heel Turn!", Crys began helping her opponent on that night to the ringside area, and then into the ring. Racheal was more of rolled into the ring, where she propped herself on the bottom rope while Crys sat in the corner opposite her, belt on her shoulder. She asked for a Microphone, which she was granted.

She first got out a few exhausted breaths. "Listen, Rach." Then some more deep breaths, most likely to bring her heart rate down, before continuing. "I know that wasn't the main event anyone came to see... But that's gonna be the match no one here will ever forget. So, as far as I see it, you've given me quite the run. So it's with my power as Champion that I'd like to offer you an olive branch of sorts... No hard feelings, y'know? I'd like for you to be the first participant declared for the 2024 Women's ROYAL RUMBLE MATCH!" The crowd reacted thunderously! Crystal took a moment to take in the reaction, as the crowd began "YES!" Chants. Crys slid the mic to Racheal, awaiting a response.

Racheal pants hard while clutching her torso, but also looking at Crystal much differently than she was earlier. She then brings the mic up and gives Crystal her response. "Well, I suppose we are soon-to-be part of the same makeshift family thanks to Danny; and that was easily one of the best matches of my career. So, yea, all's forgiven. But know this: I know I had you, and I will be doing everything I can to earn my rematch against you for the Raw Women's Title. So, yes! I will be entering the Women's Royal Rumble!" She set the mic down. Crys stands up and limps over towards Moon, offering a hand up. Racheal accepted, and was pulled up to a vertical base by Crystal, who in turn, raised her challenger's arm in the air with one hand, and her title in the other briefly, allowing both of them to bask in the applause of the WWE Universe. Crys then lowers their arms and the belt before placing her hands on Racheal's shoulders. She looked to be saying a few words to a fellow young up & comer... If you could read lips, she said, "You're a fucking star, ok? You were amazing, and no one can take tonight away from you, Ever. You've got all it takes to run this place, just keep working at it. You'll be the Alpha in no time."

The feed then cut to the video package for the next match...

7. WWE Championship Match:



Ding Ding Ding! "The Following contest is Scheduled for ONE FALL! And is For... the WWE WOOORLD CHAMPIONSHIIIP!"



"Introducing first... From Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 199 pounds... JOHNNY GAAAAAARGAAAAAAANOOOOO!!!" Johnny Wrestling went through his usual entrance routine... but he had a fierce fire behind his eyes. This was about more than a title. This was about... revenge. Candice was accompanying him to ringside this time... and Considering the rules, if Rico even touched her, the ref could DQ him and force him to hand over the title to Gargano

 as per a rule made by GM Jon Moxley.



The champion stood alone at the top of the ramp. His Red & Black mask hid his face, yet we all know that he has no expression underneath. His heart's grown as cold as ice, his empathy nonexistant. He feels no guilt, no such sorrow, not an ounce of remorse for what he did to Ciampa, nor to Candice. He relishes in the suffering he caused Johnny Gargano thus far, yet that was only the beginning. Rhodes was simply seeking to end Johnny Wrestling, and there's no depth he won't sink to to accomplish his dastardly desire, to quench his thirst for violence. He stalked his way down the ramp, slowly removing his hood as he reached the ringside area. He removed his mask first, then his jacket, before climbing the steel steps one at a time in order to enter the ring. He had yet to take his eyes off Johnny Gargano.

"And His opponent... From Milwaukee, Wisconsin, weighing in at 237 Pounds... He is the WWE Champion... RICOOOO 'NIIIIGHTSHAAAAADE' RHOOOODES!!!"

Ding Ding Ding!

Gargano and Rhodes circled each other. The referee tried stepping between them, only for Rhodes to shove him out of the way, causing the ref to stumble backwards, through the ropes, and absolutely dying to the outside. Rhodes ducks a Gargano clothesline before kicking him in the gut, then he hooks the arms, He's thinking Shadebreaker already?! Rico lifts 'em up, but Gargano gets his legs around Rhodes' head and manages to perform a modified 'Rana on Rhodes! While the champ is still down, Gargano rushes into a Crossface! When Rico tries using his left arm to escape, Gargano traps said arm behind his head, Garga-No Escape is now locked in! However, It didn't last very long, as Rico began rising off the mat, and he easily broke the hold by flipping Gargano over and onto the mat.

Rico threw Gargano around quite literally, first with a few big fallaway slams, then he just tossed him out of the ring like yesterday's garbage. Rico absorbed the boos from the fans, even taunting a few young ones wit Gargano T-shirts on in the front row. Little did Rico know, Gargano had jumped up to the apron, and when Rhodes turned around, Gargano launched himself through the middle ropes, attempting a Spear...

But Rhodes saw this coming, and he intercepted the Spear, turning it into an Impaler DDT! Gargano's big move backfired, and now Rico goes to the corner and removes a turnbuckle pad. The referee immediately tries to re-apply the pad. With the free moment he'd just bought himself, he rolls to ringside. Rico begins fishing under the ring for something... He sticks his leg underneath again, similarly to what he did at Survivor Series. Candice took notice of this and marched over to him, pulling his leg out from under the ring, and he was holding... wait, another shoe? It looked exactly like the boots he was wearing currently. Candice quickly ripped it from Rico's grasp and ran over to the ref, handing it to the official who had recovered and gotten back into the ring. The official inspected it, then tapped the toe area against the canvas. A Solid Knocking sound was heard.

"Is- Is that a Steel toed shoe?!" Micheal Cole asked.

Sure enough, Rico Rhodes had been planning to use a Steel Toed boot. 

"That's how Ethan Bourne went down in one kick! He was cheating!" Cole Exclaimed in light of this discovery.

The ref threw the shoe up the ramp, and Rhodes was furious! He got in the referee's face and was yelling some rather unpleasant words towards the man who just foiled his cheating plan, but Little did Rico realize he had left himself opened for a surprise attack....

Gargano tried a School-boy roll-up, but rather than go for the cover, he allowed Rico to roll through, and Gargano hit his rolling Enziguri! Vintage Gargano here, folks! Rico staggers to his feet while Johnny leaps to the apron, SLINGSHOT SPEAR CONNECTS! Johnny then pulls Rhodes to the middle of the ring, the fans are losing it! Is this the time for Johnny Wrestling to take his place as WWE Champion?! "Johnny hooks one arm... Wait, you don't think-" Graves said on commentary.

"He hooks the other one! He is! He's going for the..."Johnny lifted Rico, then planted him with his own move, the Shadebreaker! "Shadebreaker from Gargano!!!"

Gargano then slowly made his way out to the apron. He beckoned for the Champion to stand, we're barely 7 minutes into this match ladies and gents, and Gargano could have it won right here! He wants it! The Crowd wants it! COME ON JOHNNY!

Gargano springs over the top rope... ONE! FINAL! BEAT! HE GOT ALL OF IT! Candice is jumping up & down at ringside, she can't believe it, Johnny lays back into the cover, hooks the outside leg! One! Two! Three- YES! He did- Wait WHAT?!?!?! The ref called no Pin, He says Rico forced a rope break! Yes, Rhodes got his hand on the ropes! That's NOT 3, this match is still underway!

Rico gets to his feet, looking absolutely furious that he came within inches of losing his WWE title to Gargano. Johnny tried to get technical and wrestle Rhodes down, but Rico was too strong, and the Nightshade tosses Gargano into a corner before pounding away at Johnny Wrestling's forehead. Candice jumps up to the apron and distracts the ref for a moment, while Johnny swiftly kicks Rico right between the legs, Gargano went Low, but the fans were going wild, as Rico had screwed people out of titles this way many of times, so it's time he gets what's his! Gargano shoved Rhodes down. He lined him up, One last Superkick from Gargano would put The Nightshade Down for good! Gargano Lines him up... 

"Rico grabs the ref, and he's talking to the official, I think Rico may be hurt. Johnny doesn't want to hear it, He's poised to strike, but he's gotta wait for the ref to move out of the wa- Wait... who- Who's that...?" Cole asked, seeing a figure creeping below the line of sight... until the figure slid into the ring and...



"RKO!!! OUT OF NOWHERE, THE REF WASN'T LOOKING, AND ORTON JUST TOOK OUT GARGANO!!" Cole couldn't believe his eyes.

"BAH GAWD!! RANDY ORTON?! WHY?!?! GARGANO HAD THIS DAMN THING WON, TELL ME WHY YOU SON OF A BITCH!! ORTON JUST RKO'D JOHNNY GARGANO!!!" Jim Ross was furious. Randy had been such a big supporter of Gargano on social media, what the hell was he doing this for?!

The Viper grinned as he slid out of the ring. Rhodes climbed back to his feet, and he shared a look with Orton. The Nightshade nodded, and Orton shrugged it off, as if he did this more for himself and not for Rico. Either way, the champ wasn't complaining. Gargano tried to stand up, but he was on spaghetti legs... in other words, he had the wobbliest of knees! He stumbled over towards Rhodes, nearly collapsing. Rico grins, holding Johnny up for a moment before he took a step back, then suddenly unleashed a vile superkick that connected clean to the side of the skull of Gargano!



"DREAM NO MORE!! FROM THE NIGHTSHADE!!" Cole called the new finishing move.

Rico knelt down, hooked the outside leg, then barked at the official, "Count it." rather sternly. The official sighed, going down to count the pin. "One. Two..." The official hesitated for a brief moment, as if waiting for a kickout... but when he saw that the kickout wasn't gonna happen, He begrudgingly counted, "Three. Ring the bell."

"Here is your winner... AAAND STIIIILL WWE CHAMPION... RICOOOO 'NIGHTSHAAAADE' RHOOOODES!"

Boos showered the champion as he clutched his title belt. He'd just gotten away with assisted highway robbery, and give kudos to Randy Orton. Without him, Rhodes would've most likely lost that match AND the title. Rico grinned as he got out of dodge, leaving Candice LeRae to tend to Gargano in the ring. Johnny hadn't moved since the Dream No More superkick landed. An eerie silence befell the Adeleide crowd... Then the feed cut out.

MAIN EVENT:



Ding ding ding!

"The Following Contest is Your MAAAAAIN EVENT! And it is set foooor ONE FALL!!" The crowd repeats, "One Fall!".

Backstage, Luke Jamison warms up, when he's approached by Karl Anderson and Luke Gallows. Luke sighs, not even looking up at them at first. "Fellas. To what do I owe the pleasure?" The Good Brothers chuckled. "Listen, Jamie. We got some business back in Japan to handle, so we thought... well, you're a savvy veteran with leadership skills..." Luke rolls his eyes. "Your point?" Anderson gives Gallows a look, then he peers back to Luke. "We want you to head up the OC Over here. Build it from the ground up. Starting tonight, go out there and show 'em what it means to be a member of the ORIGINAL..." Karl threw up a "Too Sweet'". "A part of the OFFICIAL..." Gallows added on, throwing up a "Too Sweet" as well. Luke cracks a smile, giving in. He throws one up with the Good Brothers, who happened to be old friends of his. Luke added on the last part: "...The Only Club that Freakin' Matters. I gotcha, guys. The Club's in good hands in the States. You handle your stuff, I'll handle mine." Luke heard the beginning of "Emergence" by def rebel playing in the arena. "If you'll excuse me, gentlemen..." He says, heading through the curtain.



Jamison threw up a "Too Sweet" for a moment as he stood on the entrance stage. He let it down only to stomp on the stage, causing a burst of Fire and Pyro to explode on stage as he grinned, coming out to the OC music for the first time in his Career. Something about it felt... right... to him. 

"INTRODUCING FIRST... Weighing in at 269 pounds... From Milwaukee, Wisconsin... LUUUUKE JAAAAMISOOOOOON!!!"

That's right. He no longer is using the last name "Rhodes"! Luke Jamison strolls down the ramp, handing his shades to a kid in the audience before he jumps up onto the apron, then over the top rope and into the ring. He stretched a little bit, even doing the Shawn Michaels Flex in the middle of the ring, much to the fans' enjoyment. Luke then backed into a corner and awaited his opponent...



Entrance to be added later...

"AAAND HIS OPPONENT... Weighing in at 229 pounds... From Adeleide, South Australia... ROWAAAAAN GEEEEEDLIIIIIIING!!!"

The two start off with a few simple exchanges. Luke countering Rowan's size by going after the legs, but Rowan showing off incredible athleticism with a Dragonrana!

Luke manages to begin to damage the left arm of Gedling, following it up with a blow to the side of the head, then a Spinebuster.

Rowan manages to escape the pin attempt before the ref can even say One. Rowan attempts an Enziguri, and although the first one misses, he comes around for a second kick that connects!

Rowan hoists Jamison up with one arm and drops him right onto his knee, then Rowan lets him up and attempts an early Lights Out, which Luke ducks and responds to by bouncing off the ropes and spearing the big Aussie!

Rowan is Subjected to a series of Clotheslines, however it takes 3 of them before he goes down... even then, Gedling plays possum and manages to snare the arm of Jamison in an Armbar! Luke fights it as best as he can, but the damage is already being done! Rowan releases the hold on his own, having bigger plans in mind. Rowan pulls Luke to the center of the ring before he sweeps the Milwaukee native's feet out from under him. The Aussie then stomps on Luke's arm, followed by his ribs, and then back to his arm again.

Rowan was done playing games. He deadlifts Jamison off the mat and delivers a nasty German Suplex that folds Jamison like an old rickety lawn chair! Gedling forces Luke to stand once more, and he uses his left leg to superkick the elder Jamison brother in the jaw! (He used his left one, As Rowan's left handed)

Gedling pulls Luke up, and then applies a pumphandle... Wait, I've seen this before! RIPTIDE FROM ROWAN! Gedling grins, but he has yet to go for the cover. A wicked smile crosses his face... That cannot mean anything good, I've never seen Gedling like this...

Rowan keeps forcing Luke back to his feet after every move, after every maneuver. First it's a duo of Butterfly Suplexes, then it's a Samoan Drop, then it's an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex, and Finally, Rowan puts Jamison down with a Modified Crucifix Powerbomb! The Aussie's Edge! Rowan puts one foot on Jamison's chest, a blank expression in his eyes. The ref begins the count: "One! Two! Thr-" But Jamison pops the shoulder up. Rowan's blank expression turns into one of amusement.

"Knew ya wouldn't go down so easily, mate." The Aussie chuckles. He waits for Luke to stand back up. Jamison's back was quite bruised from all the slams he'd taken, but he just smiled. "I can do this all fuckin' day, pal." The cocky American responded, spitting out a little bit of blood. "'Right then! Suppose you're gonna be serious this time?" Rowan cracks his knuckles as the two start again. Rowan attempts a Chokeslam variant wherein he'd Yeet Luke across the ring, but Luke had planned ahead and landed on his feet! Rowan never saw the incoming Chop block from Jamison, which sent the 6'8" Australian crashing to the canvas! Luke had his opening! He walked up to the knelt over Aussie and unleashed a wicked Knee to the jaw! This was followed by a wicked chop, and then another, and then a third! The crowd let out a loud "WOOO!" with each chop, in homage to Ric Flair. Luke then waited for Rowan to stand. Luke kicks him in the abdomen, then lands a forearm to the jaw. Rowan staggers back a step, just in time for Luke to spin around and deliver a discus forearm that sends Rowan into the ropes! Luke runs forward, but Rowan sidesteps! Gedling grabbed Luke by the neck as he landed on the apron, dragging him over the top and back into the ring with his sheer power. Despite being outweighed by a good 40 pounds, Rowan was deceptively strong!

Rowan tried a bell clap to stagger Jamison, but Luke ducked and kicked Gedling in the shin. He followed this up with an uppercut to the jaw, and topped it off with an Exploder suplex that saw Jamison just scoop the large Aussie and toss 'em like it was nothing! What a Scoop Exploder! Jamison stayed on the offensive, looking for a striking combo of Forearms and Knees, but Rowan caught the final strike. He returned fire with a vicious uppercut that rocks Luke! Rowan throws him into the corner without much effort... this' gonna be epic!

Rowan lifts Luke up in a way that he was laying across the top rope, stomach facing downside. Rowan backed up, then ran forward and delivered a knee to the ribs of Jamison! Luke slumped off the rope and down to the canvas, but Rowan was not done. Luke sat up, attempting to catch his breath, only for Gedling to charge in with a Sliding Lariat that knocked the wind out of the 5x X-Division champion! Rowan pins Luke's shoulders down, "One! Two-" Luke manages to muscle out right after 2. Rowan begins to look slightly annoyed. He could've sworn that combo has taken down some opponents in the past... Then again, Jamison wasn't just any opponent.

Rowan backs off as Luke regains his footing. Jamison stumbles forward and attempts an exhausted Clothesline that Rowan ducks, standing switch performed, and now Rowan with the O'Connor Roll, Luke back to a vertical base and GEDLING WITH THE PELE KICK! O'Connor Roll into the Pele, that is VINTAGE Rowan Gedling, folks! Luke sinks to a knee, and Rowan runs off the ropes and lands a sliding knee to the side of Jamison's head! Luke's gotta be out. Rowan covers Luke again. "One! T-" But the ref barely gets his hand up from One when Luke throws a shoulder up. Rowan sat in disbelief. Luke was getting more and more resilient as the match went on! How the hell was he finding the energy to keep kicking out so early?!

Rowan measures up Luke, obviously looking for the Lights Out kick that put so many World Champions out of their misery in these matches with the Australian Asskicker that is Rowan Gedling... Rowan attempts the Patented Pump Kick, but Luke sidesteps and kicks him square in the knee! Gedling awkwardly falls to the mat, clutching his knee. Luke had baited him expertly, and now, he had a weak spot to target.

Luke grabs at Rowan's knee and stomps on it a few times. The Aussie grimaced in pain as Luke worked over the possibly injured leg, while Luke took another moment to regain a little air, as he'd been getting his ass handed to him up until this point. He steps back in and powers Gedling up into a Saito Suplex, to the awe of the fans in attendance! Luke wouldn't stop there, however. He swings Rowan around after again lifting him to his feet. Luke hooks the good leg before delivering a devastating Fisherman Suplex! Rowan tries to do a kip-up, but he stumbles on the landing due to his bad knee. This stumble was all Luke needed, as he runs up behind Rowan and performs a snappy Dragon Suplex, and attempts a pin combo! "One! Two! T-" Kick Out at Two by Gedling!

Luke drags Gedling to the center of the ring, and there he applies his signature Crossface! Eye of the Scorpion is locked in deep! Rowan's fading! Will the Silver Scorpion upset the Hometown kid from Adeleide?! Rowan seems to be out, but with one well-placed elbow to the ribs, Luke's grip weakened enough for Rowan to slip out of it! Gedling rolls to ringside to attempt to catch his breath, but Luke wants to keep his foot on the gas! He attempts a Suicide dive through the ropes, only to be caught by Gedling! Rowan powers Jamison up, delivering a thunderous chokeslam onto the Apron, the hardest part of the ring! Luke rolls back into the ring, in obvious pain, as Rowan sees his moment is NOW! He scales the corner turnbuckles! The crowd is on their feet in anticipation, Rowan's gonna wrap this up with his aerial masterpiece of a move! Rowan dives, twisting in such a way that he managed to perfectly execute a Corkscrew Shooting Star Press! "SEE YA IN HELL CONNECTS!" Cole yells from Commentary. Rowan throws an arm over Jamison. The crowd joins the ref in counting: "ONE! TWO! THRE-" But Jamison's leg snuck up onto the ropes at the last second. The ref called off the count, and the fans went dead silent. That was Rowan's best move, his fatal, final coup de grace. How'd it not finish this match?!

Both Rowan Gedling and Luke Jamison lie in the ring, wondering what it's gonna take to win this match. Rowan had thrown everything and the kitchen sink and Jamison, and he'd taken each and every blow like a goddamn champ. Rowan's knee began hurting a lot more... As if the adrenaline was starting to wear off. Luke pulled himself up. He limped over to Gedling and offered a hand. "Fresh start?" He asked with a slight grin through a grimace of pain. Rowan took his hand, and Luke helped the Aussie stand. The ref quickly got between them, just to make sure both men could continue fighting. Luke and Rowan both nodded when asked "Can you continue?". The ref then backed off and let the fight resume. The two had a brief staredown before any sudden moves were made. "Ya ain't winning, y'know." Rowan says to Jamison. Luke responds without missing a beat, "Funny. I was about to say the same thing."

Gedling throws the first punch, which connects, but Luke throws a haymaker in return! The two begin rapidly teeing off on one another! It's broken down into a slugfest! Rowan throws a hard left hand! Luke responds with a right cross! Rowan delivers a stiff chop! Luke responds with one in kind! Luke takes a second chop, yet he doesn't respond with another. Instead, he holds his arms out. "HIT ME AGAIN! COME ON!" He dares Rowan to give him another. Ask and Ye shall receive, The Aussie devil obliged and chopped the Silver Scorpion in the ribs once more. Luke barely even flinched at this one. This time, he kicks Rowan once again in the bad knee, which earned him a few boos from the Australian crowd. Luke had Rowan down to a knee, right where he wanted him. Luke nails Rowan with a roundhouse kick, then he stands the Aussie back up...

Jamison then, out of nowhere, finds the strength to lift Gedling into a Powerbomb position! With the beating he's taken?! How's he finding the energy, the strength, the fortitude to put on a performance like this?! Jamison marches to the center of the ring, then plants Rowan with a Sit-out bomb, known far and wide across the wrestling world as the "Rhodeside Bomb"! Rowan's momentum allowed him to roll over onto his knees after taking the move, but this just worked to a detriment of the Aussie. Luke rebounds off the Ropes and strikes with the Scorpion's Wrath!! The Claymore-like boot from Jamison, and Rowan's dazed! This' gotta be it, there's no way Rowan survives one more strike! But as Luke is about to try his finisher, the 'Shot of Jamison' knee strike, he looks over into the corner and has an idea. He drags Rowan over to the corner... And he climbs up to the middle rope. Luke hooks both arms... wait, this' how Luke won their previous encounter! He wants the Avalanche Comatose Driver! Jamison has both arms hooked... But Gedling is fighting it! He's gotta be acting on pure instinct, because there's no way Rowan has the wherewithal to know what danger he's in right now, not after that series of moves! Gedling manages to slip an arm free, grabbing the ankle of Jamison, pulling him right off the top rope! Luke lands on his previously heavily damaged knee, causing him to limp around a bit. Rowan saw an opening, charging forward, attempting a third Lights Out, but miraculously, Luke ducks the kick and attempts a Roll-up! "One! Two! Th-" Kick Out by Gedling!

Rowan and Luke stare down each other once again. They were about 20 minutes in, and both men were beaten up, exhausted from the exceptional display of Wrestling so far.

"This is Awesome!" Chants began again from the Crowd. Soon, the crowd began some chants for Rowan, naturally, as he's the hometown hero in this situation. Rowan eats another stiff shot from Luke, but he surprises the American with a Lights Out out of Nowhere! He finally connects on the patented kick, and now Rowan feels the end is near! He stands in the corner, ready to end this match with one final size "F-ck You, mate" boot to the head! He's poised and ready... When he steps forward, however, Luke kicks the bad knee of Gedling one more time! Rowan collapses. He quickly tries to gain his bearings and stand, but Luke was faster. He rebounded off the ropes and nailed Rowan with a Shot of Jamison to the face! But that wasn't it, as Luke noticed Rowan didn't go down all the way, so he rebounded off the other side and struck with a second Shot of Jamison, this time to the back of the head! A Double Shot of Jamison! No one's ever taken such a beating and walked away! Luke falls into a cover. "One!" The ref's hand slaps the mat. "Two!" It comes down again. "Three-" As his hand was on the way down, Rowan jerked a shoulder up, right as the ref's hand was about an inch and a half above the canvas. The building ERUPTED, as Luke sat in pure disbelief, his face telling the emotions of a man who suddenly had lost his confidence... That was Luke's best move, twice in a row, and Rowan had found a way to tap into some kind of secret energy reserve to power through and live on in this match!

Luke sets up in the corner, on his last legs here. He figures, if he needs to pull this one out, then he will. The Deathstroke DDT, the final move he had up his sleeve, his Ace in the Hole... It'd be hard to pull off, but he had no other choice. Rowan took a whole 25 seconds to regain his balance and stand up.

Luke charges forward, wanting the Front Flip DDT that had ended many matches of this kind, but Rowan's arm thrust out and caught Luke by the throat at the last second! The fans begin to crescendo gradually, as they begin to see what's coming!

Rowan gets that blank, unnerving look in his eyes from earlier in the match. He effortlessly lifts Luke a good 8 feet in the air and Executes a Sitout Chokeslam! "DIVINE JUDGEMENT!! ROWAN'S GOT EM!" Exclaimed the Commentary team. But Rowan wasn't done just yet. He needed Insurance. Luke had survived all his best moves and Then some... He needed to be absolutely sure that Luke would stay down for a long, definitive three. Rowan allowed Luke to climb up to all fours, only for Rowan to stand over his head and grab him by the waist. Gedling hoisted the exhausted Jamison up, then slammed him down with a Powerbomb, but he then flipped Jamison onto his knees, and Rowan struck with a brutally stiff Knee! The Powerbomb and Final Flash, Rowan's old indy scene finisher, "Death by Trauma"! Rowan sank to his knees. He eyed the top rope. He wanted to finish this HIS way. He crawled over to the corner, using the ropes to pull himself up. He slowly began making the climb. Luke, still heavily dazed from the knee, rolled right into position. Rowan took one last breath before launching himself. Despite the exhaustion, his Second Corkscrew Shooting Star was just as picturesque as the first. "SEE YA IN HELL, A SECOND TIME!" The fans became unglued, as Rowan clutched at his ribs after the impact, yet he managed to crawl back over to Luke Jamison, laying back across his body, Hooking both legs as the ref began the count.

"ONE! TWO! THREE!" The ref calls for the bell. The fans' cheering remains constant as Rowan's announced as the winner. He can barely stand as his arm is raised by the official. Rather than get up and gloat right away, Rowan helps Jamison to his feet. As a show of gratitude, Luke offers a handshake, and Rowan doesn't hesitate to accept. Luke raises Rowan's arm, as the two men were showing why they were two of the very damn best the industry had to offer. And on this night, Rowan Gedling got the better of Luke Jamison, In his Hometown of Adelaide, in front of his friends and family, as well as Millions of others live on Pay-Per-View. What a pair of nights! We hope you'll join us for the ROYAL RUMBLE! Coming soon!

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HUGE Freakin' thank you to @Ben10thejoker! I don't think this would've ever been published without him. He basically produced half of the Dalton vs Rosario match, as well as being the one responsibe for writing a good 3/4 of the Racheal Moon vs Crystal Zamora Match! HUGE thanks as usual to @instantclassic Man's always got my back, he's always gonna be one of the boys.

That whole last match, I dedicate to my friend @MitchMcGuinness. Man's been SUPER fucking busy with his college stuff, and he hasn't had the time to hang out. We get that, but that being said, I feel like I needed to write a little something to kind of make his day, if possible. So I begam producing Luke vs Rowan at about 12:06 am on the day this was published, and I finished the match at about 1:49 AM. Rowan, if you're reading this... that one was for You, Mate. Best of Luck on your courses, man! We're all here for ya if you ever need us!

Big thanks as well to @jokerpumpkin! Racheal was a joy to write with, and especially in a match that brutal! I think your character will fit in the long-term scheme perfectly, and now all that's left is seeing what number Racheal draws in the 2024 Royal Rumble match!

@Priestgirl4life gets a thank-you as well, as I had a recent mental breakdown and they were there when I needed some extra support. Priestgirl, You're always welcome to be a part of the Boys!

And with that, the Story continues onto Royal Rumble!

We can, so far, look forward to:

-Finn Balor vs Daniel Dalton vs Rico "Nightshade" Rhodes (c) for the WWE Championship!

-New Universal Champion Damian Priest's first Title defense!

-Liv Morgan vs Dakota Kai (c) for the Smackdown Women's Gold!

-And more, to be announced in the next chapter or two!