Warfare opened with the camera situated on the Announcers, Corey Graves and Mauro Ranallo.
Mauro Ranallo: Hello everyone and welcome to Warfare! We have a packed house tonight at the Wells Fargo Center in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania!
Corey Graves: The City of Brotherly Love!
Mauro Ranallo: And kicking things off tonight, we’ll see a lot of brotherly love from a team who are all about love...Gorgeous Guys!
“I Hope You Suffer” by AFI echoed throughout the arena as Jimmy Havoc made his way onto the stage and down the ramp aggressively.
Corey Graves: We were expecting Noam Dar and Tyler Breeze, not Jimmy Havoc!
Mauro Ranallo: He definitely is not all about love!
Havoc walked around the ring and to the commentary table, he grabbed a mic and stood on top of the commentary table.
Corey Graves: What the hell is Havoc doing!?
Havoc hushed the crowd for a second before raising the mic to his mouth.
Jimmy Havoc: This show does not go ahead until Chris Jericho comes out here and faces me.
The crowd cheered as Havoc was speaking.
Jimmy Havoc: I had a match of the year candidate with Kazuchika Okada last week and I was inches away from being the victor. I take nothing away from Okada because he’s the GOAT but what I have a fucking problem with is Chris Jericho getting involved yet again. Claiming I didn't pass his trials of Jericho, claiming I’m a worthless piece of shit and don't deserve to be here. He’s so wrong, I am the one who’s been here since day one working my arse off for everyone in this arena including you Chris! I was working to impress you! That's the sad thing, and these trials of Jericho is nothing but me trying to impress you again. You failed my the Trials of Havoc because you’re disappointing, you cost me the match and my chance at a match with you. Well, I've decided to take over this show until you explain why you fucking did it.
The crowd began chanting for Havoc as he made his way into the ring and sat down in the middle of it.
Jimmy Havoc: I’m waiting.
No-one appeared at the stage, the crowd still chanting for Havoc. He got to his feet and walked over to a turnbuckle and began dismantling it.
Jimmy Havoc: You won't have a ring by the time I'm finished so Chris, get your ass out here!
The crowd cheered as Chris Jericho stepped out onto the stage, then booed as two security guards walked out behind him. Jericho ordered the security guards to “deal with him”, and the two guards ran down the ramp. As the guards entered the ring, one of the guards tried to grab Havoc, but Havoc fought back and slammed the guard head-first into the exposed turnbuckle! The other guard pulled out his baton and went to hit Havoc with it, but Havoc snatched the baton off him and began beating the guard with his own baton! As both guards rolled out of the ring, Havoc picked up his microphone.
Jimmy Havoc: Do you think your guards scare me, Chris? I can do this all day. So either surrender your show, or get your arse in this ring and face me like a man.
Jericho looked livid. Several more security guards walked out behind Jericho, and they began walking down the ramp. Jericho had a microphone, and as the guards headed to the ring, he addressed Havoc.
Chris Jericho: I’ve got a dozen more guards here ready to kick your ass for what you did to their buddies… you really think you’re tough enough to survive a 12 on 1 beat down?
Havoc smirked.
Jimmy Havoc: The thing is, Chris… it wouldn’t be 12 on 1.
As soon as Havoc said that, a number of fans rushed into the ring. The fans were wearing Jimmy Havoc masks, and a black shirt that said “I stand with Jimmy Havoc”. The writing on the shirt made it look like it was written in blood.
Corey Graves: Mauro, there must be about 20 people in the ring now with Jimmy Havoc!
Mauro Ranallo: Well Corey, Havoc calls himself the King of the Goths… I guess these people are his subjects!
Jimmy Havoc: Your move, Chris. Give me what I want, or tonight, Warfare will be the Jimmy Havoc show.
If Jericho had looked livid before, he was even more furious now. His face was reddening with anger, and as he yelled into his microphone, he practically spat his words out at Havoc.
Chris Jericho: All this for what - a match with me? Is that what you want, Jimmy - a chance to step into the ring with me, so I can make you relevant?
Jimmy stepped forward to the ropes to get a closer look.
Jimmy Havoc: You make me relevant?! Chris, right now I’m the hottest commodity in this company. You’re a GM who shows up and gives out shitty trials because you've got nothing better to do than ruin talent, you wanted to stop wrestling but you hate being GM. Grow up and show some balls for once Chris, fight me!
Chris Jericho: I feel like I’ve said this before, Havoc, but be careful what you wish for. If you want a match with Chris Jericho… you’ve got it! There are two conditions, though. First of all, we’re having the match at Fanniversary, because that’s what’s “best for business” - let’s be honest, Jimmy Havoc versus Chris Jericho is a pay-per-view calibre match. And second of all, if you want to fight me, you better be confident you can win… because if I beat you, you will be FIRED!
The crowd booed but Havoc quelled them by smiling and laughing. He sat on the top turnbuckle and began to relax.
Jimmy Havoc: Okay Chris, I can live with that but there’s just 3 other stipulations I need in that match for me to give you your show back. Sound fair? It’ll be “best for business” if you agree and the show goes on as usual because I’ve got a lot of “C” words I need to get off my chest!
Jericho shrugged.
Chris Jericho: Alright, let’s hear your terms.
Jimmy Havoc: Term 1! I want in the Tag Team Classic!
Jericho laughed, his anger subsiding.
Chris Jericho: I said every EBWF superstar, didn’t I? Fine. What else?
Jimmy Havoc: Okay, easy enough. Term 2, Our match at Fanniversary will be a No Holds Barred, Anything Goes IRON MAN MATCH!
The crowd cheered loudly. Jericho nodded
Chris Jericho: That means I get to beat you numerous times. Alright, what’s Term 3?
Jimmy Havoc: Don't worry, you’re going to like this one. Chris, it seems it's all or nothing for me at Fanniversary so how about we up your stakes a bit shall we?
The crowd waited in anticipation.
Jimmy Havoc: At Fanniversary, when I beat you and leave you a broken bloody mess on the canvas. I’m taking your job!
Mauro Ranallo: Oh Mamma Mia! Jimmy Havoc as our General Manager?
Corey Graves: I couldn't think of anything worse!
Jericho shook his head.
Chris Jericho: No, no, no! There is no way I would eeeeever let you be the General Manager of EBWF. It would be like injecting a dose of poison into the company.
Jimmy laughed.
Jimmy Havoc: Okay cool. If you don't think you can beat me Chris, then that's fine but have fun dealing with Mums against EBWF, The FCC, Ofcom and A&E tomorrow because this show’s going R Rated and it’s all your fault! Put your money where your fucking mouth is Chris!
Jericho looked furious.
Chris Jericho: You know what… if putting my position as General Manager on the line is what it takes to rid EBWF of Jimmy Havoc for good, then you’ve got it! Now get those mask-wearing losers out of my ring, and give me back my show!
Jimmy applauded.
Jimmy Havoc: Well done Chris, you’ve finally got the stones to man up. You can have your show back, it sucks without me anyway.
Jimmy began getting out of the ring and jumped the barricade into the crowd.
Jimmy Havoc: I’ll see you next week Chris, I’ve got one more trick up my sleeve.
Jericho turned to the security guards and began yelling at them.
Chris Jericho: Clear that ring NOW!
Security headed to the ring, and Havoc’s followers quickly dispersed as Warfare went to commercial.
Jay Briscoe and Baron Corbin made separate entrances, and Tyler Breeze and Noam Dar came out together. The two teams went at it, trading punches as the referee tried to gain control. The ref sent Dar to his team’s corner, and Briscoe ditched Corbin, leaving him in the ring with Breeze. Corbin tried to clothesline Breeze, but he docked the move and ended up eating a kick to the chest. Corbin bailed out to the floor.
Corey Graves: Baron Corbin wants nothing to do with this.
Breeze tagged in Noam Dar, and Corbin slid back into the ring. Briscoe charged in and the two hit a double team Russian leg sweep on Dar.
Mauro Ranallo: Corbin and Briscoe trying to work together here.
The ref sent Briscoe back to the outside, and Corbin knocked Breeze off of the apron to keep him from getting the hot tag. Dar Irish whipped Corbin off the ropes and hit him with a flying tackle. He hurried to his corner to tag in Breeze. Corbin had shuffled to his feet, and the Gorgeous Guys hit him with a double superkick!
Mauro Ranallo: Dar and Breeze call that “Two Guys, One Kick!”
Corey Graves: Corbin isn’t moving!
Dar knocked Jay Briscoe off the ropes as Breeze covered Corbin for the pin. The referee counted - 1… 2… 3!
Mauro Ranallo: The Gorgeous Guys with a huge victory, beating the two big men here tonight!
Ambrose came to the ring first followed by Eli Drake.
Mauro Ranallo: Eli Drake is trying to make his mark on EBWF, Corey.
Corey Graves: So far so good, I’d say, Mauro.
Ambrose looked like he’d thought twice about getting into the ring with Drake, and started to walk around the ring rather than get in. Drake chased Ambrose around the ring, and Ambrose slid in under the bottom rope. Drake followed after and Ambrose landed a few strikes, but Drake shoved him. Drake started attacking Ambrose’s shoulder, and slammed Dean into the corner. Ambrose stumbled forward, slapped Eli, and then ate a clothesline that sent him to the mat. Drake stomped Ambrose and hit him with a powerbomb. Drake went for the pin. The referee counted - 1… 2… Kickout!
Ambrose retreated to the outside, and Drake tossed him into the barricade. Eli moved to grab him, but Ambrose poked Drake in the eye. The referee started a ten count, as Ambrose went up to the top of the barricade, and jumped off to knee Eli in the back. The inertia sent Drake into the ring post.
Corey Graves: Ambrose is trying to finish this thing here.
Eli went around the ring to get back into the ring. Ambrose got back in and Drake rushed him. Ambrose low bridged the top rope and Eli Drake fell to the outside. When Eli got to the top rope, Ambrose did a suicide dive. Drake couldn’t catch him, and Ambrose got a DDT on Eli. Ambrose booked it back into the ring, and Drake was almost counted out. Drake got back into the ring and Ambrose missed the shoulder block. That gave Drake the opening for Blunt Force Trauma, and he went for the pin!
1… 2... 3!
Corey Graves: Eli Drake with the victory tonight.
Mauro Ranallo: I’m excited to see him at Fanniversary, Corey!
Drake celebrated as Warfare went to commercial.
As Warfare returned to a commercial break, the camera cut to Jericho’s office. Jericho looked flustered, and he was talking to someone on the phone.
Chris Jericho: I want a full review of our security protocols, you hear me? I don’t want anything like that to happen ever again.
There was a knock on the door, and a moment later, Renee Young entered. Jericho ended the call and addressed Renee.
Chris Jericho: Yes, Renee? What can I do for you?
Renee Young: Well Chris, I just wanted to ask you about the Tag Team Classic… you said last week the tournament brackets would be announced tonight.
Jericho sighed. He was obviously frustrated.
Chris Jericho: Well that was the plan, but thanks to Jimmy freakin Havoc, I’ve had other matters to attend to. So the tournament brackets will be revealed on next week’s Warfare now, with the tournament beginning at Fanniversary. There are still a few details to be finalised, but here’s what I can reveal. It will be an eight team tournament, and the final of the tournament will take place at the Survivor Series pay per view. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a few things I need to take care of.
Renee Young: Okay Chris, thank you for your time.
Renee exited Jericho’s office as Jericho made another phone call.
Velvet Sky received a big ovation as she made her way out to the ring to face the EBWF Women’s Champion, Natalya.
Corey Graves: If Velvet can win this, she might get herself a championship match!
The bell rang and the champ took it right to Velvet, but Sky came back with a fan-approved tilt-a-whirl headscissors to take her down. Velvet followed that up with a series of arm drags. The crowd was chanting for Velvet.
Mauro Ranallo: The fans have a clear favorite here!
Velvet got in some chops before Nattie turned things around, throwing Sky hard into the corner. Velvet hit a bulldog for the near fall. Nattie held her face as she got up, and Velvet whipped herself off the ropes, and was met with a big clothesline. Downed, Nattie flipped Velvet over and locked on the Sharpshooter. Velvet was sent tapping.
Corey Graves: Can anyone stop Natalya?
Maura Ranallo: It’s starting to look unlikely. Another victim to the Sharpshooter.
Tommaso Ciampa was to the ring first for the main event. “I Came to Play” hit and The Miz made his way out, and stood across from Ciampa. The referee checked both men over as Christy Hemme did announcements. Before the bell rang, Ciampa attacked Miz. The referee rang the bell. Miz hit a basement running boot, and went for a quick pin getting the near fall. Ciampa managed to reverse the rollup, and pinned Miz. Miz kicked out, and landed a kneeling DDT. Ciampa kicked out. Miz kicked Ciampa in the face over and over again, but missed a knee that allowed Ciampa to pull him into another roll up. Miz kicked out again. The two men got back to their feet, and Miz clotheslined Ciampa into the corner. Miz mounted the top rope, and dove off, but Ciampa kicked him in the stomach and almost hit Project Ciampa. Miz avoided it, and Ciampa fired up taking Miz off the top rope with a butterfly suplex. Ciampa went for the pin again, and Miz kicked out at two.
Corey Graves: Miz and Ciampa putting on an instant classic here!
Ciampa hit the ropes and Miz caught him with a dropkick to the knee. Miz set Ciampa up in the tree of woe and dropkicked Ciampa’s knee over and over again. Miz charged Ciampa but Ciampa floored him with a stiff clothesline. Ciampa attempted the power bomb again, but Miz countered again. Ciampa was on his back, and Miz went for the figure four leg lock. Ciampa made it to the ropes. Miz helped Ciampa to his feet, and Ciampa turned right into the SCF!
Mauro Ranallo: Skull Crushing Finale! Skull Crushing Finale from the Miz.
1… 2… 3!
Corey Graves: A victory tonight from the awesome one. We are just two weeks away from Fanniversary! Will the EBWF’s 16th Anniversary be another successful night for The Miz?
Mauro Ranallo: No doubt AJ Styles was watching this one closely! What a show Fanniversary is set to be! We’ll find out more next week on Warfare.
Miz celebrated in the ring as EBWF went off the air.
