MATCH ONE
Mauro Ranallo: Get ready folks… it’s time for Warfare! Tonight, we are live from Saint Paul, Minnesota and kicking things off, we’ve got tag team action!

Nigel McGuinness: MJF teams up with the newest member of the dWo, Bully Ray, to take on the Breakout Champion Brock Anderson and D-Von Dudley!

D-Von Dudley made his way to the ring first, followed by Brock Anderson. When they were in the ring, “Better Than You” hit and MJF headed to the ring with Bully Ray. Once all four men were in the ring, the referee called for the bell. Anderson and MJF started the match, and Anderson immediately charged at MJF, taking him down with a clothesline. Anderson stomped on MJF several times, then pulled him to his feet. Anderson went to whip MJF against the ropes… but MJF reversed it, whipping Anderson against the ropes, then took Anderson down a shoulder block. As Anderson sat up, MJF got behind him, applying a chinlock. As Anderson tried to fight out of it, MJF hit him with a series of punches, then dragged him to his feet and slammed his head off the turnbuckle, before tagging in Bully Ray. MJF climbed onto the ring apron and held Brock Anderson in the corner as Bully Ray hit him with a series of punches.

Mauro Ranallo: Oh come on… this match has barely even begun, and MJF is already cheating!

Nigel McGuinness: MJF and Bully Ray are just doing what all great tag teams do, Mauro… they’re keeping Brock Anderson in their team’s corner!

Bully Ray pulled Anderson out of the corner and whipped him against the ropes, then hit a Samoan drop. He hooked the leg and the referee counted - 1… 2… Anderson kicked out! Bully Ray pulled Anderson to his feet and hit him with some more punches, then set him up for a piledriver… but Anderson countered it with a back body drop, then as Bully Ray got back to his feet, Anderson hit a swinging neckbreaker! He hooked the leg and the referee counted - 1… 2… Bully Ray kicked out! As Anderson got to his feet, D-Von Dudley called for the tag, and Anderson tagged him in.

Mauro Ranallo: Here we go… it’s time for D-Von Dudley to get some revenge after Bully Ray’s betrayal!

D-Von hit Bully Ray with several clotheslines, before whipping him against the ropes. As Bully Ray ran back towards him, D-Von took him down with a Thesz press, before hitting a series of mounted punches. He then lifted Bully Ray up, hitting a vertical suplex! D-Von hooked the leg and the referee counted - 1… 2… Bully Ray kicked out! D-Von got to his feet and stomped on Bully Ray several times, then pulled Bully Ray to his feet and set him up for a Russian legsweep… but Bully Ray blocked it, then hit D-Von with a bionic elbow! Bully Ray was about to make the cover, but MJF called for the tag. Bully Ray tagged him back in, but while MJF was getting into the ring, D-Von crawled towards his team’s corner and tagged Brock Anderson back in! As Anderson entered the ring, MJF ran at him, going for a clothesline, but Anderson ducked underneath it, then grabbed MJF from behind, hitting him with a back drop. As MJF got to his feet, Anderson set him up for a DDT… but MJF fought out of it, then kicked Anderson between the legs! The referee called for the bell, disqualifying MJF and Bully Ray as the crowd booed.

Mauro Ranallo: A low blow in full view of the referee… MJF just deliberately got himself disqualified!

Nigel McGuinness: How do you know it was deliberate, Mauro? MJF might have been acting on instinct!

MJF shrugged, then shoved the referee away and began beating down Brock Anderson. D-Von Dudley entered the ring to try and help Anderson out, but as he did so Bully Ray entered the ring and attacked D-Von! MJF then yelled at Bully Ray to get a table, and Bully Ray did so. As Bully Ray slid the table back into the ring, MJF went to set it up, but at this point Brock Anderson was back on his feet. As Anderson clenched his fists, MJF shook his head, then rolled out of the ring and retreated up the ramp.

Mauro Ranallo: Well, that was an interesting start to the night… is MJF afraid of Brock Anderson?

Nigel McGuinness: Of course not, Mauro! He just doesn’t want to waste his energy fighting when there’s nothing on the line.

Warfare went to a commercial break as MJF and Bully Ray headed to the back.

SEGMENT
When Warfare returned from the commercial break, "The Truth Reigns" sounded off and the boos poured in as Roman Reigns walked out from the back with Galina alongside. You could tell from the moment he walked through the curtain, Roman Reigns was not in a good mood and as he walked down the aisle, Roman Reigns power walked down to ringside with his wife Galina in tow.

Mauro Ranallo: Roman Reigns is a man on a mission right now Nigel.

Nigel McGuinness: And he's not in a good mood after last week.

Mauro Ranallo: I would say so! The Miz got involved, Nigel... and his involvement in the Main Event last week, is what cost Roman Reigns the victory over Stone Cold Steve Austin!

Nigel McGuinness: Roman Reigns got distracted, Mauro and lost. The Miz saw everything he needed to see last week. The mind games worked and I feel like, honestly, The Miz has Roman Reigns right where he wants him.

Roman Reigns stood center of the ring alongside his lovely wife Galina, he was holding a microphone in hand already and just stood there, looking around at all the fans who booed loudly.

Roman Reigns: I didn't come out here to waste time, I'm going to get right to the point. Last week, I had Stone Cold Steve Austin right where I wanted him! But then, The Miz had to get involved and because of that, I lost for the first time since my second battle with Xavier Woods.

The crowd popped after Roman stated he had lost his first match since losing to Xavier Woods a few months ago. Roman however, didn't take that so well, he was already furious but it had only gotten worse.

Roman Reigns: Yeah, y'all actually like that...

The crowd popped.

Roman Reigns: I've heard it all week, they think The Miz has Roman Reigns right where he wants him. They said he's playing mind games with the Head of the Table. They said he's getting inside my head and he's winning.

Roman shook his head.

Roman Reigns: Those critics... they don't know nothing, because if y'all think The Miz is winning... then he's literally got all of y'all brain washed! You see, everyone wants to talk about how The Miz is in my head. But they don't want to talk about why he's doing what he's doing. No... The Miz is doing what he's doing Galina, because he's afraid of The Big Dog!

The crowd booed after Roman stated loud and clear to his wife that The Miz was afraid of having to face Roman Reigns at Fallout for the World Title.

Roman Reigns: Ever since I became the Last Survivor... The Miz has been walking on eggshells, he's afraid of this challenge Galina... he's afraid that he might not walk outta' Fallout with the EBWF World Heavyweight Championship... and I have to say Miz, personally…

The cameraman zoomed in on his face.

Roman Reigns ...I cannot blame you for being afraid, because I... WOULD BE AFRAID!

The crowd booed.

Roman Reigns: I don't know Miz, maybe you just don't understand what's going on here. I mean, everyone needs to open their eyes... it's a sign of CHANGE! That's what's going on here Miz... it's time for CHANGE! It's time for someone to take control of this company, it's time for someone to carry this company on their back, and I think everyone knows there is only ONE who can be that guy... BECAUSE I AM THAT GUY MIZ! I AM THE HEAD OF THE TABLE! I AM THE TRIBAL CHIEF! I AM THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME!

The crowd booed.

Roman Reigns: You think what you did last week, got you a one-up advantage huh!? No... what you did last week Miz... WAS PISSED ME OFF!

Roman was livid as the crowd booed. Galina took the microphone.

Galina: So Mike, are you man enough to do it again? Let's say... right here... RIGHT NOW!?

The crowd popped in excitement of this potential confrontation.

Galina: I mean, my husband is not competing tonight Miz. He's not currently wrestling Stone Cold Steve Austin! Therefore, he cannot be distracted if his only focus is... ON YOU!

Galina showed this sadistic grin and Roman nodded his head.

Galina: So the ball is in your court Mike, it's okay we ALL know you're backstage watching. Come on out here... the Tribal Chief doesn't like it, when he has to wait!

Galina dropped the mic and stood alongside her husband, Roman Reigns as the both of them awaited the arrival of the World Champion himself, The Miz! There were a few beats but it didn't take long.

"AWEEEEEEEEEEEEESOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEE""

"I CAME TO PLAY"

The crowd erupted as Riddle exploded from the back on his scooter rocking a "Bro Awesome" T-shirt and a snapback hat on backwards. Following a couple of paces behind was Michael Cole wearing the same shirt as riddle and a hat on sideways. He was chewing gum noticeably with his mouth open. They both had microphones in hand.

Riddle: Now, I know what you're thinking bro. You wanted the Miz to come out here- and you heard The Miz's music so you thought he was going to come out here… butttt insteadddd you got two of the world’s dopest bros in the flesh here ready to pass on a message from the World Champion himself, your favorite wrestler's favorite wrestler… The Miz.

The crowd popped when at the mention of The Miz. Riddle flashed a goofy smile and nodded.

Michael Cole: Your wife's favorite wrestler too, bro.

The crowd "Ohhhhh'd" as Galina shook her head angrily and Reigns smirked at Cole trying to get under his skin.

Riddle: So here it goes bro... The Miz heard what you said... and he has prepared the following statement as a response. Cole… the statement…

The crowd cheered; they were loving this. Cole took out a rolled up piece of paper. He then unrolled it to reveal a very large manuscript. Riddle cleared his throat. Reigns motioned as if to say "let's hear it."

Riddle: PFFT.

Cole comedically rolled the piece of paper back up and offered a follow up.

Michael Cole: PFFT, bro.

The crowd erupted and Galina looked furious. Reigns stood there shaking his head at the lack of respect.

Riddle: So there you have it man, a well thought out response from the champ. If you have any other comments, concerns, or questions bro, feel free to leave a message at the beep. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.

Michael Cole: Beep, bro.

Riddle and Michael Cole flipped their microphones to the ground in unison. Reigns looked extremely disgruntled that The Miz, who would be in action later that night, did not feel the need to make an appearance. Warfare cut to a promo for Fallout.

MATCH TWO
After the promotional video for Fallout had finished, Jamie Hayter’s music hit and she made her way to the ring for the next match.

Mauro Ranallo: Still to come, we’ve got the EBWF World Champion The Miz versus Christian Cage in our main event, but first we’ve got Jamie Hayter in action as she goes one on one with the former Women’s Champion, Dr Britt Baker!

When Hayter was in the ring, “The Epic” hit and the crowd cheered as Britt Baker headed down to the ring. Once Baker had entered the ring, the referee called for the bell. Hayter immediately charged at Baker, hitting a series of punches in the corner. She then tried to pull Baker out of the corner, but Baker fought back, shoving Hayter into the corner before hitting a series of punches of her own. Baker then set Hayter up for a suplex, but Hayter countered it, suplexing Baker into the turnbuckles!

Nigel McGuinness: Britt Baker landed awkwardly there… she might be hurt!

Baker rolled out of the ring, giving herself a moment to recover, but re-entered the ring as Hayter began taunting her. As Baker came back into the ring, Hayter went for the Lariat… but Baker ducked underneath it, then whipped Hayter against the ropes before hitting a slingblade! Baker hooked the leg and the referee counted - 1… 2… Hayter kicked out! Baker pulled Hayter to her feet and hit a neckbreaker, then hooked the leg once more. The referee counted - 1… 2… again Hayter kicked out!

Mauro Ranallo: Britt Baker in control here, but Jamie Hayter isn’t going down easily!

As Baker pulled Hayter to her feet, she hit her with a series of punches, but Hayter fought back with some right hands of her own, then grabbed Baker by the hair and slammed her down onto the mat. Hayter punched Baker against the mat several times, then grabbed her towards the ropes and began choking her on the middle rope! The referee threatened to disqualify her and began counting - 1… 2… 3… 4… Hayter removed her foot just before the count of 5! Hayter pulled Baker away from the ropes, then put her in the camel clutch, but Baker refused to submit and Hayter broke the hold. The two women then began exchanging forearms.

Nigel McGuinness: Such force being shown by both women… you can tell they don’t like each other, Mauro!

Baker was able to gain the upper hand, and after hitting Hayter with a series of blows in quick succession, she ran against the ropes, going for a clothesline. Hayter ducked underneath it, then jumped on Baker’s back, putting her in a sleeper hold! Baker fell backwards, slamming Hayter onto the mat and forcing her to break the hold. As Hayter got back up, Baker hit her with a running knee strike, then hooked the leg. The referee counted - 1… 2… Hayter kicked out!
Baker pulled Hayter to her feet and set her up for a fisherman neckbreaker, but Hayter countered with a sitout slam!

Mauro Ranallo: What a counter!

Hayter hooked the leg and the referee counted - 1… 2… Baker kicked out! Hayter looked frustrated at only getting a two count, and as she pulled Baker to her feet she hit her with a hard slap across the face, then whipped her against the ropes. As Baker ran back towards her, Hayter went for the Lariat… but Baker ducked underneath it, then rolled Hayter up! The referee counted - 1… 2… Hayter kicked out! As both women got to their feet, Baker hit a superkick, then followed up with the fisherman neckbreaker! She hooked the leg and the referee counted - 1… 2… Hayter kicked out just before the 3!

Nigel McGuinness: That was so close to a 3 count, Mauro!

As Baker got to her feet, she pulled out a glove and placed it on her hand, signaling for the Lockjaw. Hayter tried to sit up, and Baker caught her with another kick to the face, then applied the Lockjaw! The referee asked Hayter if she wanted to submit, but Hayter shook her head, then tried to get to the ropes. Baker increased the pressure, trying to force Hayter to tap, but as she did so Hayter was able to grab Baker’s leg and roll backwards, pinning Baker’s shoulders down to the mat! She hooked the leg and the referee counted - 1… 2… 3!

Mauro Ranallo: It’s over! Jamie Hayter manages to get the win, but she had to work for it!

Hayter immediately rolled out of the ring and made her way up the ramp as Baker shook her head, looking disappointed with herself.

SEGMENT
The scene opened up at a hospital. It was live via satellite. Becky Lynch was seated in the waiting room alongside Alexa Bliss. They were waiting for any update on their best friend, Liv Morgan, after the vicious assault perpetrated by Charlotte and Zahra Schreiber.

Becky was wearing a pair of black jeans, black boots, a black Cranberries t-shirt, and a black five thousand dollar leather jacket. She was sitting in a chair next to Alexa’s, waiting for Liv to get out of surgery while tirelessly drinking cup after cup of coffee. Becky wanted to stay awake so she and Alexa could visit Liv.

The Cerebral Lassassin started getting fidgety as ten cups of coffee would do that to anyone. Becky grew restless and stood up, and she started pacing around the waiting room. Alexa was dressed in a Linkin Park shirt, black pants, and white sneakers. Alexa was also drinking coffee and looked anxious.

Alexa Bliss: I hope she comes out okay.

Becky was pulled out of her thoughts and stopped pacing as she looked at Alexa.

Becky Lynch: Me too. I mean, she’s been through worse than this. So, she can come out of this okay. I’m just hopin’ that the damage isn’t severe. One thing I do know, though, and that’s those two bitches are gettin’ the worst arse kickin’ of their lives the next time we see them.

Alexa nodded.

Alexa Bliss: That's for damn sure. Whatever mercy that we may have had for them is completely gone, and to think that this whole thing happened because I stood my ground, and decided to wrestle in that Hell in a Cell match at Fanniversary despite having busted ribs.

Alexa shook her head and sighed.

Becky Lynch: It’s fookin’ dumb that this spawned from that. If anythin’, it was gutsy fer ya to do that. That’s somethin’ no one else but us will understand. Me and ya, we’re the kind of people that if we ended up paralyzed, we’d still be lookin’ fer foyts. As I said before, it showed that yer a warrior. Yer a warrior like me, and the next time we see the overhyped daddy’s girl and the Nazi, the hospital won’t be needed.

Alexa Bliss: Also, you know damn well that they didn't act on their own; it was his plan. It's sad, because months ago when he praised her skill and courage after she tried to save me from Rhea Ripley. Liv told me that she was so honored and happy that someone she grew up watching praised her like that.

Becky sighed.

Becky Lynch: That’s why the saying goes “Don’t meet yer heroes.”

At this point a doctor approached the two. Becky and Alexa turned their attention toward the Doctor. Alexa stood up.

Becky: How’s she? She alright?

Doctor: Well, she’s suffered a shattered knee and will be out for an undetermined amount of time.

Alexa sighed.

Alexa Bliss: Damn. Can we see her?

Doctor: Yes.

Becky and Alexa looked at each other, and they nodded before they made their way to Liv’s room. The Cerebral Lassassin and the Goddess walked into Liv’s room, and they were greeted by a groggy-sounding Liv.

Liv Morgan: Hey.

Alexa went over and hugged Liv.

Alexa Bliss: Hey how are you feeling?

Liv Morgan: Tired and really sore.

Becky approached Liv and hugged her before she handed Liv a bottle of water.

Becky Lynch: Is there anythin’ we can do fer ya?

Liv smiled.

Liv Morgan: Give those bitches hell for me.

Alexa and Becky smiled.

Alexa Bliss: Trust us. We will. Once we're done, they won't ever come back again.

Becky nodded.

Becky Lynch: Not only that, but we’re gettin’ Christian back, too. We’ll make sure the terrible Ric Flair cosplayer, the Nazi, and the Creepy Little Shite pay fer this in blood.

Liv chuckled.

Liv Morgan: You know, I've been thinking about something. Since the Coalition is dead and we all are the best of friends, we should have a group name.

Alexa Bliss: What is it?

Liv Morgan: The Rebellious Angels.

Both Alexa and Becky nodded.

Becky Lynch: That works very well. It fits us to a tee. Come Fallout, Charlotte and the Nazi won’t be meetin’ us as angels. They’ll be meetin’ the Demons in us, and they’ll be sorry they ever fooked with us.

Alexa Bliss: And they will be sent straight to hell.

Alexa had a sadistic smile.

Becky Lynch: They fooked with the Goddess and they played with Straight Fire, and now, they’re gonna burn.

The camera focused on Becky’s intense face as EBWF went to commercial.

MATCH THREE
When EBWF returned from commercial, Christy Hemme was shown standing in the middle of the ring.

Christy Hemme: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is your main event of the evening!

Christian was introduced first and the crowd rained boos down on him as he came out and pounded his chest on the stage. He made his way into the ring before "I Came to Play" hit once again, and The Miz came out onto the stage. The bright lights of the arena reflected in his sunglasses as he did his signature point.

Nigel McGuinness: Miz had a very pointed message for Roman Reigns earlier tonight.

Mauro Ranallo: Sometimes not saying anything is the loudest message one can give.

Nigel McGuinness: Well, Mr. and Mrs. Reigns were none too pleased.

Christian had a steely determination in his eyes as Miz gave his overcoat to the referee, and turned to smirk at Christian. He held up the world championship to the crowd and then turned that over to the referee too. Once the competitors were set, the referee signaled for the bell.

Mauro Ranallo: This match is underway!

The Miz and Christian Cage locked up in the center of the ring, with The Miz gaining the upper hand early on. He quickly took control of the match, delivering several punishing blows to Cage's midsection. Cage, however, was not going to go down without a fight. He countered with a series of well-placed kicks to Miz's legs, causing the veteran wrestler to stumble backward. Christian Cage seized the opportunity and delivered a devastating DDT to The Miz, sending him crashing to the mat.

Nigel McGuinness: Christian trying to make short work of Miz here.


The crowd tried to get behind Miz as Christian climbed to the top rope and launched himself into the air, aiming for a flying elbow drop on The Miz. But The Miz was not going to let that happen. He rolled out of the way at the last second, causing Cage to crash to the mat. The Miz quickly capitalized on the opportunity, delivering a Skull Crushing Finale to Cage and going for the pin.

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Mauro Ranallo: No! It's no good.


Miz looked confident as he got to his feet. He taunted Cage, but that provided an opening as Christian quickly regained his composure and launched a series of powerful kicks and punches at The Miz, causing the champion to retreat to the ropes. Cage charged at The Miz, looking to capitalize on his momentary weakness. But The Miz countered with a well-timed clothesline, sending Cage crashing to the mat once again.
The Miz then began to dominate the match, delivering a series of crushing blows to Cage's body. Cage was clearly in pain, struggling to keep up with The Miz's relentless assault. But just when it seemed like all hope was lost, Cage mustered up one last burst of energy. He fought back with all he had, delivering a barrage of punches and kicks.

Nigel McGuinness: That veteran mentality coming through for Christian Cage!

The Miz, caught off guard by Cage's sudden attack, stumbled backward. Cage took advantage of the moment, delivering a devastating Unprettier to The Miz. He hooked the leg!

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Mauro Ranallo: A kick out from the champion!

Nigel McGuinness: These two are exhausted!

The Miz charged at Cage, looking to deliver a crushing blow. But Cage was ready this time. He countered with a powerful kick to The Miz's midsection, causing the veteran wrestler to double over in pain. Cage then seized the opportunity, delivering a series of kicks and punches. The Miz was clearly struggling. He countered with a well-timed knee to Cage's midsection, causing the former world champion to stagger backward. The Miz then delivered a devastating clothesline, sending Cage crashing to the mat. The Miz capitalized on his advantage, delivering a series of brutal kicks and punches to Cage's body.

Mauro Ranallo: Cage can't get back on his feet!

The Miz then climbed to the top rope, preparing for a high-flying move. He launched himself into the air, aiming for a diving elbow drop on Cage. But Cage was ready this time. He rolled out of the way at the last second, causing The Miz to crash to the mat.

Nigel McGuinness: Miz miscalculated!


As Miz stumbled up, Cage delivered a devastating Spear to The Miz. Christian followed up with a Frog Splash, pinning The Miz!

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The referee waved it off as Miz kicked out!

Mauro Ranallo: The champ is still alive!

The Miz suddenly sprang back to life. He kicked out of the pinfall at the last second, much to the shock of the crowd. Christian got up and began to argue with the referee. He was holding up three fingers as The Miz got back to his feet. Christian was distracted as the referee told him that there was no pin. Miz waited for a moment, but when Christian didn't turn around he grabbed him from behind and delivered a Skull Crushing Finale to Cage!

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Mauro Ranallo: That's it!

Nigel McGuinness: Christian Cage thought he had Miz beat. He can't be expected to have a clear head with all of this drama with Becky Lynch and Alexa Bliss!

Mauro Ranallo: And Miz can considering his rivalry with Roman Reigns? Just admit it, Nigel! Miz was the better man tonight.

"I Came to Play" blared through the PA system as Miz took the championship up to the top rope and held it high above his head. The camera panned the celebrating crowd as Warfare went off the air.