Re: WWE 2K24: Attitude Reawakened
WrestleMania 41
Night 1
Intercontinental Championship Match
Bron Breakker [emoji2398] vs. John Cena
World Tag Team Championship Match
War Raiders [emoji2398] vs. Hammerstone & Brian Cage vs. Logan Paul & KSI
Women’s Intercontinental Championship Match
Lyra Valkyria [emoji2398] vs. Roxanne Perez vs. Bayley
Singles Match
Dominik Mysterio vs. Finn Balor
Four-Way Match
Seth Rollins vs. Drew McIntyre vs. Damian Priest vs. Omos
United States Championship Match
LA Knight [emoji2398] vs. Chad Gable w/American Made
Women’s United States Championship Ladder Match
Chelsea Green [emoji2398] vs. Michin vs. Zelina Vega vs. Charlotte Flair vs. Nia Jax
Singles Match
Jacob Fatu w/Tama Tonga vs. Solo Sikoa
Women’s Championship Match
Tiffany Stratton [emoji2398] vs. Alba Fyre
Chyna Memorial Battle Royal
Piper Niven vs. Shayna Baszler vs. Zoey Starks vs. Maxxine Dupri vs. Candice LeRae vs. Nikki Bella vs. B-Fab vs. Raquel Rodriguez
World Heavyweight Championship Match
Gunther [emoji2398] vs. Daniel Bryan
Cinematic Match
Uncle Howdy vs. Bray Wyatt
The match doesn’t begin with a bell. It begins with silence.
The screen fades in to a desolate, fog-covered forest. The trees stand like ghosts, shrouded in mist. A dim, eerie glow illuminates the path ahead. The only sound is the whisper of the wind… and the faint echo of laughter—not joyful, but broken.
A lantern flickers in the distance. A familiar lantern.
Standing in front of it… is Bray Wyatt.
His back is to the camera, the glow of the lantern casting his long shadow across the damp earth. He wears his original Wyatt Family attire—a tattered Hawaiian shirt, his beard unkempt, his eyes hidden beneath the brim of his fedora.
And then, from behind… footsteps.
Uncle Howdy emerges from the darkness.
His silhouette is monstrous under the moonlight. His head tilts unnaturally, his wide-brimmed hat and twisted smile giving him an inhuman presence. This is the final confrontation.
“Bray…” Howdy’s voice is like nails on glass, distorted and warping. “It’s time to come home.”
Bray turns, his eyes filled with something deeper than fear. He knows.
He always knew.
A SNAP.
The world twists like an old VHS tape rewinding. The forest glitches out—static overwhelms the screen.
Suddenly, we are in the Firefly FunHouse.
The vibrant colors, the laughter track, the puppets… but something is wrong. The paint on the walls is peeling. The puppets are staring blankly, their button eyes cracked. Ramblin’ Rabbit has been gutted, his stuffing littering the floor.
And in the middle of it all, standing behind the FunHouse desk, is…
Bray Wyatt.
Not the cult leader. Not The Fiend. But Mr. Rogers Bray. The sweater-wearing, wide-smiling host of the FunHouse.
He blinks. His head twitches.
“Yowie wowie!” His voice is strained, almost forced. “It looks like we have a very… special guest today!”
The camera pans, and Uncle Howdy is seated in the audience. Alone. Smiling. Watching.
Bray continues, though his hands tremble as he grips the desk. “Golly, I always knew this day would come… but let’s take a trip down memory lane first, shall we?”
The FunHouse implodes around them, the screen distorting into a flashback.
We’re back in the swamps. The original Wyatt Compound.
The wooden rocking chair creaks as Cult Leader Bray Wyatt sits upon it, lantern in hand. His eyes burn with prophetic fire. The air is thick with the scent of burning wood, and in the distance, a barn stands ablaze.
Standing in front of him, staring through the flames… is Uncle Howdy.
“You never really left me, did you?” Bray mutters, rocking back and forth. “I thought I buried you in the darkness… but you were always there. Whispering. Laughing.”
Howdy steps forward, the firelight dancing off his grotesque mask.
“You don’t get to bury me, Bray,” Howdy hisses. “I AM YOU.”
The shadows shift—and suddenly, Bray is not alone.
From the darkness, figures emerge.
Erick Rowan, his Wyatt Family mask covering his face.
Luke Harper, his head tilted, a knowing smirk on his lips. (A ghostly presence, a tribute.)
The Wyatt Sicks, figures long rumored, now standing behind Howdy in the shadows.
Bray’s breath hitches. His past is surrounding him. The voices of the past echo—his own voice, reciting:
“Run.”
Another glitch. Another snap of reality.
Bray stumbles backward, panting. His form shifts—his skin seems to peel away like static on a broken screen.
He transforms.
The Fiend stands in his place. The mask is cracked. The red-and-black dreadlocks hang limply. His body heaves, his breathing unnatural.
Howdy tilts his head. He laughs.
“That’s the best you got, brother?”
Howdy extends his arms wide—inviting the attack. The Fiend charges—but the moment he does, the screen glitches violently.
The Fiend freezes. His body twitches uncontrollably.
Howdy walks toward him, whispering something inaudible. He reaches out… and removes The Fiend’s mask.
Underneath, it’s not a monster. It’s Bray Wyatt.
Broken. Beaten. Crying.
Howdy kneels beside him. “It’s over, Bray. It’s time to rest.”
Bray looks up, his face streaked with tears. He nods. He understands.
This was always the ending.
The world fades back to the original setting.
The forest. The mist. The flickering lantern.
Bray, now himself, kneels on the damp earth. Howdy stands over him.
Bray looks up one last time. His eyes shine not with fear, but peace.
“I’m ready,” he whispers.
Howdy tilts his head… and nods.
With one final motion, Howdy blows out the lantern.
Darkness.
Silence.
Then…
A single firefly appears in the blackness.
Then another. And another.
A sea of fireflies dances in the night. A tribute. A farewell.
“Thank you, Bray.”
The screen fades to black.
WrestleMania 41
Night 1
Intercontinental Championship Match
Bron Breakker [emoji2398] vs. John Cena
The bell rings, and the two men circle each other, tension building in the air.
Breakker charges first but Cena dodges, hitting a hip toss to send Bron to the mat.
Cena taunts to the crowd, soaking in the atmosphere of his final WrestleMania.
Breakker recovers quickly, and they start exchanging heavy blows, with Breakker landing stiff forearms.
Cena fights back with a shoulder block, then a clothesline. The crowd is buzzing!
Cena goes for the Five Knuckle Shuffle, hitting it perfectly!
Breakker rolls out of the ring to regroup, but Cena follows, slamming him into the steel steps.
They return to the ring, and Breakker hits a massive suplex on Cena.
Cena counters, landing on his feet and hitting a huge Attitude Adjustment!
Cena covers… 1... 2... Breakker kicks out!
Cena’s expression turns to disbelief but he doesn’t hesitate, locking Breakker in a STF.
Breakker fights, crawling toward the ropes, eventually forcing Cena to break the hold.
The two men are exhausted as Breakker gets a spinebuster on Cena, trying to turn the tide.
Breakker climbs the ropes, leaping for a diving spear—but Cena evades it at the last moment!
Cena capitalizes, hitting a second Attitude Adjustment, lifting Breakker high and slamming him down!
Cena covers… 1... 2... 3!
Winner and NEW Intercontinental Champion: John Cena
Cena’s emotion is clear as the crowd erupts into cheers!
He holds the Intercontinental Championship high, the title he's never held before now in his hands.
Cena looks out to the WWE Universe, tears in his eyes, celebrating his legacy.
Breakker charges first but Cena dodges, hitting a hip toss to send Bron to the mat.
Cena taunts to the crowd, soaking in the atmosphere of his final WrestleMania.
Breakker recovers quickly, and they start exchanging heavy blows, with Breakker landing stiff forearms.
Cena fights back with a shoulder block, then a clothesline. The crowd is buzzing!
Cena goes for the Five Knuckle Shuffle, hitting it perfectly!
Breakker rolls out of the ring to regroup, but Cena follows, slamming him into the steel steps.
They return to the ring, and Breakker hits a massive suplex on Cena.
Cena counters, landing on his feet and hitting a huge Attitude Adjustment!
Cena covers… 1... 2... Breakker kicks out!
Cena’s expression turns to disbelief but he doesn’t hesitate, locking Breakker in a STF.
Breakker fights, crawling toward the ropes, eventually forcing Cena to break the hold.
The two men are exhausted as Breakker gets a spinebuster on Cena, trying to turn the tide.
Breakker climbs the ropes, leaping for a diving spear—but Cena evades it at the last moment!
Cena capitalizes, hitting a second Attitude Adjustment, lifting Breakker high and slamming him down!
Cena covers… 1... 2... 3!
Winner and NEW Intercontinental Champion: John Cena
Cena’s emotion is clear as the crowd erupts into cheers!
He holds the Intercontinental Championship high, the title he's never held before now in his hands.
Cena looks out to the WWE Universe, tears in his eyes, celebrating his legacy.
World Tag Team Championship Match
War Raiders [emoji2398] vs. Hammerstone & Brian Cage vs. Logan Paul & KSI
The match kicks off with the War Raiders and Hammerstone & Cage facing off, while Logan Paul and KSI hang back, ready to capitalize.
The Raiders and Hammerstone & Cage immediately go to war, exchanging brutal blows in the center of the ring.
Hammerstone shows off his strength, tossing Ivar over the top rope with ease, while Cage follows up with a massive powerslam to Erik!
Logan Paul and KSI sneak in, trying to take advantage of the chaos, with Logan throwing punches to Brian Cage and KSI landing a cheap shot on Hammerstone.
War Raiders and Hammerstone & Cage both turn their attention to Logan and KSI, tossing them outside the ring, but Logan pulls KSI out of harm's way at the last second.
Hammerstone hits a superplex on Ivar, and Cage follows up with a springboard moonsault, the crowd is buzzing!
The War Raiders recover and go on the offensive with their powerful tandem offense, nearly hitting the Viking Experience on Cage, but he fights back with a suplex to both of them!
KSI climbs the ropes and hits a diving crossbody to Hammerstone, but the move only stuns him momentarily.
The War Raiders try to set up for a double powerbomb on Logan Paul, but Hammerstone breaks it up with a clothesline!
Logan Paul hits a superkick to Ivar, but Erik responds with a savage headbutt!
Brian Cage lifts Logan up for a Military Press and slams him down, followed by a huge German Suplex from Hammerstone to KSI!
With the War Raiders down, Cage and Hammerstone work together to hit their devastating finisher, a powerslam from Cage into a spear from Hammerstone!
Hammerstone covers Ivar… 1... 2... 3!
Winners and NEW World Tag Team Champions: Hammerstone & Brian Cage
The crowd explodes as Hammerstone and Cage stand tall, holding the World Tag Team Championships high in the air!
The Raiders and Hammerstone & Cage immediately go to war, exchanging brutal blows in the center of the ring.
Hammerstone shows off his strength, tossing Ivar over the top rope with ease, while Cage follows up with a massive powerslam to Erik!
Logan Paul and KSI sneak in, trying to take advantage of the chaos, with Logan throwing punches to Brian Cage and KSI landing a cheap shot on Hammerstone.
War Raiders and Hammerstone & Cage both turn their attention to Logan and KSI, tossing them outside the ring, but Logan pulls KSI out of harm's way at the last second.
Hammerstone hits a superplex on Ivar, and Cage follows up with a springboard moonsault, the crowd is buzzing!
The War Raiders recover and go on the offensive with their powerful tandem offense, nearly hitting the Viking Experience on Cage, but he fights back with a suplex to both of them!
KSI climbs the ropes and hits a diving crossbody to Hammerstone, but the move only stuns him momentarily.
The War Raiders try to set up for a double powerbomb on Logan Paul, but Hammerstone breaks it up with a clothesline!
Logan Paul hits a superkick to Ivar, but Erik responds with a savage headbutt!
Brian Cage lifts Logan up for a Military Press and slams him down, followed by a huge German Suplex from Hammerstone to KSI!
With the War Raiders down, Cage and Hammerstone work together to hit their devastating finisher, a powerslam from Cage into a spear from Hammerstone!
Hammerstone covers Ivar… 1... 2... 3!
Winners and NEW World Tag Team Champions: Hammerstone & Brian Cage
The crowd explodes as Hammerstone and Cage stand tall, holding the World Tag Team Championships high in the air!
Women’s Intercontinental Championship Match
Lyra Valkyria [emoji2398] vs. Roxanne Perez vs. Bayley
The bell rings, and all three women lock eyes, with Lyra and Bayley immediately attacking Roxanne to start the match.
Roxanne fights back with quick, technical moves, taking down both Lyra and Bayley with a series of arm drags.
Bayley catches Roxanne off guard, throwing her into the corner and delivering a running shoulder block!
Lyra charges at Bayley but is met with a superkick, leaving her dazed on the canvas.
Roxanne looks for an opening, springboarding off the middle rope and hitting a flying crossbody to Bayley!
Bayley and Lyra regroup outside, but Roxanne wastes no time, leaping through the ropes with a tope con hilo onto both of them!
The crowd is on fire as the three women fight on the outside, trading punches and slamming each other into the barricades.
Bayley, using her experience, traps Roxanne in the corner with a brutal barrage of strikes before delivering a suplex to her on the floor!
Lyra catches Bayley off guard with a quick kick to the face, sending her stumbling toward the ropes, but Roxanne pulls her back and hits a tornado DDT!
Back in the ring, Roxanne climbs the turnbuckle and hits a beautiful diving senton onto Lyra, who kicks out at two!
Roxanne attempts a quick roll-up on Bayley, but Bayley powers out and hits a Bayley-to-Belly suplex!
As Bayley goes for a second Bayley-to-Belly on Lyra, Roxanne hits a superkick to Bayley’s face, knocking her out of the ring!
With Bayley down, Roxanne connects to Lyra and nails her Pop-Rox!
Roxanne covers… 1... 2... 3!
Winner and NEW Women’s Intercontinental Champion: Roxanne Perez
The crowd erupts as Roxanne Perez is handed the Women’s Intercontinental Championship, her first main roster title!
Roxanne fights back with quick, technical moves, taking down both Lyra and Bayley with a series of arm drags.
Bayley catches Roxanne off guard, throwing her into the corner and delivering a running shoulder block!
Lyra charges at Bayley but is met with a superkick, leaving her dazed on the canvas.
Roxanne looks for an opening, springboarding off the middle rope and hitting a flying crossbody to Bayley!
Bayley and Lyra regroup outside, but Roxanne wastes no time, leaping through the ropes with a tope con hilo onto both of them!
The crowd is on fire as the three women fight on the outside, trading punches and slamming each other into the barricades.
Bayley, using her experience, traps Roxanne in the corner with a brutal barrage of strikes before delivering a suplex to her on the floor!
Lyra catches Bayley off guard with a quick kick to the face, sending her stumbling toward the ropes, but Roxanne pulls her back and hits a tornado DDT!
Back in the ring, Roxanne climbs the turnbuckle and hits a beautiful diving senton onto Lyra, who kicks out at two!
Roxanne attempts a quick roll-up on Bayley, but Bayley powers out and hits a Bayley-to-Belly suplex!
As Bayley goes for a second Bayley-to-Belly on Lyra, Roxanne hits a superkick to Bayley’s face, knocking her out of the ring!
With Bayley down, Roxanne connects to Lyra and nails her Pop-Rox!
Roxanne covers… 1... 2... 3!
Winner and NEW Women’s Intercontinental Champion: Roxanne Perez
The crowd erupts as Roxanne Perez is handed the Women’s Intercontinental Championship, her first main roster title!
Singles Match
Dominik Mysterio vs. Finn Balor
The match begins with a tense staredown between Dominik and Finn, the crowd split in their support, with Dominik surprisingly getting a loud cheer from the audience.
Finn Balor wastes no time, charging at Dominik and hitting him with a hard clothesline, sending him crashing to the mat.
Dominik, however, uses his quickness to slip out of the ring, causing Finn to follow him outside.
Finn is relentless, delivering a vicious chop to Dominik’s chest before throwing him into the barricade.
But Dominik surprises everyone by fighting back, shoving Finn into the ring post and hitting a dropkick that sends him stumbling into the ring!
The crowd is behind Dominik as he taunts, giving a smug look to the fans before heading to the top rope.
Dominik hits a picture-perfect frog splash, but Finn kicks out at two, showing his resilience!
Finn catches Dominik in a rear chin lock, wearing him down, but Dominik powers out with elbows to Finn’s midsection!
Dominik charges at Finn, but Finn evades with a sling blade, taking Dominik down hard to the canvas!
Balor looks for the Coup de Grâce, climbing to the top rope, but Dominik rolls away, evading the high-flying move just in time!
Dominik seizes the opportunity, hitting a low blow behind the referee’s back, the crowd reacting in shock!
With Finn reeling, Dominik hits a surprise 619, followed by a springboard DDT for a near fall!
Finn fights back, going for a powerbomb, but Dominik reverses it into a schoolboy roll-up, catching Finn off guard for the 1-2-3!
Winner: Dominik Mysterio
The crowd erupts as Dominik Mysterio stands victorious, soaking in the unexpected cheers from the audience!
Finn Balor, frustrated and surprised, stares at Dominik from the mat as Dominik celebrates his hard-earned win.
Liv Morgan watches from the back, nodding in approval of Dominik's victory, while Finn seethes with anger at being outsmarted.
Finn Balor wastes no time, charging at Dominik and hitting him with a hard clothesline, sending him crashing to the mat.
Dominik, however, uses his quickness to slip out of the ring, causing Finn to follow him outside.
Finn is relentless, delivering a vicious chop to Dominik’s chest before throwing him into the barricade.
But Dominik surprises everyone by fighting back, shoving Finn into the ring post and hitting a dropkick that sends him stumbling into the ring!
The crowd is behind Dominik as he taunts, giving a smug look to the fans before heading to the top rope.
Dominik hits a picture-perfect frog splash, but Finn kicks out at two, showing his resilience!
Finn catches Dominik in a rear chin lock, wearing him down, but Dominik powers out with elbows to Finn’s midsection!
Dominik charges at Finn, but Finn evades with a sling blade, taking Dominik down hard to the canvas!
Balor looks for the Coup de Grâce, climbing to the top rope, but Dominik rolls away, evading the high-flying move just in time!
Dominik seizes the opportunity, hitting a low blow behind the referee’s back, the crowd reacting in shock!
With Finn reeling, Dominik hits a surprise 619, followed by a springboard DDT for a near fall!
Finn fights back, going for a powerbomb, but Dominik reverses it into a schoolboy roll-up, catching Finn off guard for the 1-2-3!
Winner: Dominik Mysterio
The crowd erupts as Dominik Mysterio stands victorious, soaking in the unexpected cheers from the audience!
Finn Balor, frustrated and surprised, stares at Dominik from the mat as Dominik celebrates his hard-earned win.
Liv Morgan watches from the back, nodding in approval of Dominik's victory, while Finn seethes with anger at being outsmarted.
Four-Way Match
Seth Rollins vs. Drew McIntyre vs. Damian Priest vs. Omos
The bell rings, and all four competitors immediately go after each other. Drew McIntyre and Seth Rollins exchange heavy strikes, while Damian Priest and Omos square off in the corner.
Seth Rollins gets the upper hand on Drew with a quick dropkick, knocking him out of the ring. He then dives through the ropes with a suicide dive onto Drew!
Meanwhile, Omos tosses Priest across the ring with ease, showing off his power, before turning his attention to Seth Rollins, who is struggling to get back to his feet.
Omos catches Seth and throws him across the ring with a massive body slam, sending shockwaves through the arena!
Drew reenters the ring and takes Omos down with a hard chop block to the big man’s legs, trying to take him down at the knees!
Damian Priest then hits a springboard clothesline, taking Drew off his feet, but Omos grabs him by the throat and lifts him into the air!
Priest manages to counter with a Poisonrana, planting Omos on the mat, but Seth Rollins is right there to hit a Curb Stomp to Priest!
Omos catches Rollins off guard, lifting him up for a chokeslam, but Drew McIntyre delivers a brutal Claymore to Omos, sending him stumbling back into the corner!
With Omos out of the way, Drew and Seth team up momentarily, hitting a double suplex on Damian Priest. But Drew quickly turns on Seth, delivering a huge Glasgow Kiss headbutt!
Seth fights back with a ripcord knee, then a superkick, staggering Drew!
Priest, showing his resilience, sneaks up behind Seth and hits him with South of Heaven, but just as he’s about to cover, Drew pulls him off and delivers a spinebuster!
The match reaches a chaotic peak as Omos reenters the fray, leveling both Drew and Priest with massive clotheslines, clearing the ring momentarily!
But it’s Seth Rollins who makes the comeback, springboarding off the ropes and hitting a high-flying knee to the face of Omos!
Seth then takes advantage, hitting a second Curb Stomp to Omos and finally covering him for the 1-2-3!
Winner: Seth Rollins
Seth Rollins is the last man standing, exhausted but triumphant, as the crowd erupts in cheers!
Seth Rollins gets the upper hand on Drew with a quick dropkick, knocking him out of the ring. He then dives through the ropes with a suicide dive onto Drew!
Meanwhile, Omos tosses Priest across the ring with ease, showing off his power, before turning his attention to Seth Rollins, who is struggling to get back to his feet.
Omos catches Seth and throws him across the ring with a massive body slam, sending shockwaves through the arena!
Drew reenters the ring and takes Omos down with a hard chop block to the big man’s legs, trying to take him down at the knees!
Damian Priest then hits a springboard clothesline, taking Drew off his feet, but Omos grabs him by the throat and lifts him into the air!
Priest manages to counter with a Poisonrana, planting Omos on the mat, but Seth Rollins is right there to hit a Curb Stomp to Priest!
Omos catches Rollins off guard, lifting him up for a chokeslam, but Drew McIntyre delivers a brutal Claymore to Omos, sending him stumbling back into the corner!
With Omos out of the way, Drew and Seth team up momentarily, hitting a double suplex on Damian Priest. But Drew quickly turns on Seth, delivering a huge Glasgow Kiss headbutt!
Seth fights back with a ripcord knee, then a superkick, staggering Drew!
Priest, showing his resilience, sneaks up behind Seth and hits him with South of Heaven, but just as he’s about to cover, Drew pulls him off and delivers a spinebuster!
The match reaches a chaotic peak as Omos reenters the fray, leveling both Drew and Priest with massive clotheslines, clearing the ring momentarily!
But it’s Seth Rollins who makes the comeback, springboarding off the ropes and hitting a high-flying knee to the face of Omos!
Seth then takes advantage, hitting a second Curb Stomp to Omos and finally covering him for the 1-2-3!
Winner: Seth Rollins
Seth Rollins is the last man standing, exhausted but triumphant, as the crowd erupts in cheers!
United States Championship Match
LA Knight [emoji2398] vs. Chad Gable w/American Made
The match begins with both competitors exchanging intense stares, the crowd buzzing with anticipation.
Chad Gable, accompanied by his stable American Made—Brutus and Julius Creed, and Ivy Nile—stands confidently in his corner.
The bell rings, and LA Knight taunts the crowd, "Yeah!" Chad Gable seizes the moment, charging forward with a series of rapid-fire suplexes, showcasing his amateur wrestling prowess.
LA Knight retreats to the ropes, attempting to regroup, but Gable is relentless, delivering a snap German suplex that shakes the ring.
American Made's presence is felt as Ivy Nile distracts the referee, allowing Julius and Brutus Creed to provide subtle assistance from ringside, tipping the scales in Gable's favor.
Gable locks in the ankle lock, his grip unyielding, but LA Knight manages to reach the ropes, forcing a break.
Frustrated, Knight attempts a comeback, landing a swinging neckbreaker, but Gable counters with a roll-through, transitioning into a pinning predicament for a near fall.
The match spills outside, where Julius Creed intercepts Knight, allowing Brutus to deliver a crushing clothesline behind the referee's back.
Back in the ring, Gable ascends the turnbuckle, executing a flawless moonsault, but Knight gets his knees up, creating separation.
Both men struggle to their feet, exchanging heavy blows. Knight attempts the "BFT" finisher, but Gable slips out, delivering a belly-to-belly suplex.
Seizing the opportunity, Gable signals for the end, hoisting Knight onto his shoulders and executing the "Gable Grip" (a modified fireman's carry into a spinning slam), planting Knight into the mat.
Gable covers: 1... 2... 3!
Winner and NEW United States Champion: Chad Gable
The arena erupts as Chad Gable stands tall, his first singles title secured, with American Made celebrating triumphantly at ringside.
LA Knight, dazed and frustrated, retreats up the ramp, while Gable hoists the United States Championship, soaking in the adulation of the crowd.
American Made surrounds Gable in the ring, raising his arms in victory, solidifying their dominance and marking a new era for Chad Gable's career.
Chad Gable, accompanied by his stable American Made—Brutus and Julius Creed, and Ivy Nile—stands confidently in his corner.
The bell rings, and LA Knight taunts the crowd, "Yeah!" Chad Gable seizes the moment, charging forward with a series of rapid-fire suplexes, showcasing his amateur wrestling prowess.
LA Knight retreats to the ropes, attempting to regroup, but Gable is relentless, delivering a snap German suplex that shakes the ring.
American Made's presence is felt as Ivy Nile distracts the referee, allowing Julius and Brutus Creed to provide subtle assistance from ringside, tipping the scales in Gable's favor.
Gable locks in the ankle lock, his grip unyielding, but LA Knight manages to reach the ropes, forcing a break.
Frustrated, Knight attempts a comeback, landing a swinging neckbreaker, but Gable counters with a roll-through, transitioning into a pinning predicament for a near fall.
The match spills outside, where Julius Creed intercepts Knight, allowing Brutus to deliver a crushing clothesline behind the referee's back.
Back in the ring, Gable ascends the turnbuckle, executing a flawless moonsault, but Knight gets his knees up, creating separation.
Both men struggle to their feet, exchanging heavy blows. Knight attempts the "BFT" finisher, but Gable slips out, delivering a belly-to-belly suplex.
Seizing the opportunity, Gable signals for the end, hoisting Knight onto his shoulders and executing the "Gable Grip" (a modified fireman's carry into a spinning slam), planting Knight into the mat.
Gable covers: 1... 2... 3!
Winner and NEW United States Champion: Chad Gable
The arena erupts as Chad Gable stands tall, his first singles title secured, with American Made celebrating triumphantly at ringside.
LA Knight, dazed and frustrated, retreats up the ramp, while Gable hoists the United States Championship, soaking in the adulation of the crowd.
American Made surrounds Gable in the ring, raising his arms in victory, solidifying their dominance and marking a new era for Chad Gable's career.
Women’s United States Championship Ladder Match
Chelsea Green [emoji2398] vs. Michin vs. Zelina Vega vs. Charlotte Flair vs. Nia Jax
The bell rings and chaos erupts immediately. Chelsea Green tries to grab the ladder early, but Nia Jax immediately tosses it aside, sending Chelsea crashing into the turnbuckle.
Michin and Zelina Vega team up to take down the powerhouse that is Nia Jax, using a combination of dropkicks and quick strikes, but Nia retaliates with a thunderous Samoan drop that shakes the ring.
Charlotte Flair, ever the opportunist, slides in with a ladder, cracking it across Nia's back before setting it up in the corner. She climbs it quickly, but Michin and Zelina race to the top to stop her, creating a tense standoff.
Zelina attempts a sunset flip powerbomb off the ladder to Michin, but Michin counters with a Hurricanrana that sends Zelina crashing to the mat.
Meanwhile, Chelsea Green is outside the ring, grabbing a second ladder. She slides it in and quickly sets it up, trying to climb while everyone else is distracted by Nia Jax, who is tossing bodies left and right.
Charlotte Flair sets up another ladder, aiming to take the high ground. She locks eyes with Chelsea, and they begin climbing in a race to the top, with Charlotte reaching the top first. As Charlotte grabs the title, Chelsea yanks her down with a sudden, calculated tug.
Nia Jax re-enters the fray, pushing both women off the ladder, sending Chelsea crashing into the mat with a stiff landing.
Zelina Vega, ever agile, hits a stunning hurricanrana to Nia, momentarily stunning her, and quickly sets up a ladder of her own. Zelina begins climbing, but Michin catches her with a superplex off the top of the ladder.
With everyone down or recovering, Chelsea Green, the opportunist, slides in, pushes the ladder into place, and begins her climb. Despite attempts from the others to stop her, she reaches the top and pulls down the Women’s United States Championship!
Winner and STILL Women’s United States Champion: Chelsea Green
Chelsea Green stands victorious at the top of the ladder, holding the title high as the other competitors recover around the ring.
Michin and Zelina Vega team up to take down the powerhouse that is Nia Jax, using a combination of dropkicks and quick strikes, but Nia retaliates with a thunderous Samoan drop that shakes the ring.
Charlotte Flair, ever the opportunist, slides in with a ladder, cracking it across Nia's back before setting it up in the corner. She climbs it quickly, but Michin and Zelina race to the top to stop her, creating a tense standoff.
Zelina attempts a sunset flip powerbomb off the ladder to Michin, but Michin counters with a Hurricanrana that sends Zelina crashing to the mat.
Meanwhile, Chelsea Green is outside the ring, grabbing a second ladder. She slides it in and quickly sets it up, trying to climb while everyone else is distracted by Nia Jax, who is tossing bodies left and right.
Charlotte Flair sets up another ladder, aiming to take the high ground. She locks eyes with Chelsea, and they begin climbing in a race to the top, with Charlotte reaching the top first. As Charlotte grabs the title, Chelsea yanks her down with a sudden, calculated tug.
Nia Jax re-enters the fray, pushing both women off the ladder, sending Chelsea crashing into the mat with a stiff landing.
Zelina Vega, ever agile, hits a stunning hurricanrana to Nia, momentarily stunning her, and quickly sets up a ladder of her own. Zelina begins climbing, but Michin catches her with a superplex off the top of the ladder.
With everyone down or recovering, Chelsea Green, the opportunist, slides in, pushes the ladder into place, and begins her climb. Despite attempts from the others to stop her, she reaches the top and pulls down the Women’s United States Championship!
Winner and STILL Women’s United States Champion: Chelsea Green
Chelsea Green stands victorious at the top of the ladder, holding the title high as the other competitors recover around the ring.
Singles Match
Jacob Fatu w/Tama Tonga vs. Solo Sikoa
The tension is palpable as the two Samoan heavyweights stare each other down, the history between them clear. Jacob Fatu, accompanied by Tama Tonga, looks furious as Solo Sikoa stands alone in the ring, his eyes locked on his former family member.
The bell rings, and Fatu charges at Solo, slamming him into the corner with a brutal shoulder block. Solo fights back, delivering a series of chops to the chest, but Fatu responds with a massive Samoan Drop that shakes the ring.
Solo recovers quickly and starts throwing powerful punches to Fatu’s head, backing him into the ropes. He attempts a big clothesline, but Fatu ducks under and drops Solo with a big superkick.
Fatu, feeding off the crowd's energy, picks up Solo, lifting him for a devastating powerbomb, driving Solo’s back into the mat with impact.
Solo manages to recover and fights back with a series of superkicks, staggering Fatu. He follows up with a corner splash, trying to wear down Fatu, but Jacob powers out with a huge belly-to-belly suplex.
Tama Tonga cheers on his partner from ringside as Jacob Fatu pulls Solo up and sets him up for a huge powerbomb. As Fatu lifts Solo high, Solo kicks his feet and tries to fight out of it. Fatu, however, spins him around and connects with a vicious spinning powerbomb that nearly causes the mat to cave in.
Solo is down, but not out. He gets to his knees, and Jacob Fatu charges, looking for a running splash—but Solo dodges it, sending Fatu crashing into the turnbuckle.
With both men exhausted, Solo charges at Fatu, looking for a Samoan drop of his own, but Fatu catches him mid-air, delivering a spinebuster that echoes through the arena.
With the crowd on their feet, Jacob Fatu finally sets up Solo for the end. He lifts him up one more time, connecting with the Samoan Swag Splash from the top rope!
Jacob Fatu covers, and the referee counts—1... 2... 3!
Winner: Jacob Fatu
Jacob Fatu stands tall, breathing heavily, as Tama Tonga enters the ring to celebrate with him. The crowd roars in approval as Fatu stares down at Solo, no longer a family member, but a foe. The Bloodline is officially splintered, and Jacob Fatu has made his statement clear.
The bell rings, and Fatu charges at Solo, slamming him into the corner with a brutal shoulder block. Solo fights back, delivering a series of chops to the chest, but Fatu responds with a massive Samoan Drop that shakes the ring.
Solo recovers quickly and starts throwing powerful punches to Fatu’s head, backing him into the ropes. He attempts a big clothesline, but Fatu ducks under and drops Solo with a big superkick.
Fatu, feeding off the crowd's energy, picks up Solo, lifting him for a devastating powerbomb, driving Solo’s back into the mat with impact.
Solo manages to recover and fights back with a series of superkicks, staggering Fatu. He follows up with a corner splash, trying to wear down Fatu, but Jacob powers out with a huge belly-to-belly suplex.
Tama Tonga cheers on his partner from ringside as Jacob Fatu pulls Solo up and sets him up for a huge powerbomb. As Fatu lifts Solo high, Solo kicks his feet and tries to fight out of it. Fatu, however, spins him around and connects with a vicious spinning powerbomb that nearly causes the mat to cave in.
Solo is down, but not out. He gets to his knees, and Jacob Fatu charges, looking for a running splash—but Solo dodges it, sending Fatu crashing into the turnbuckle.
With both men exhausted, Solo charges at Fatu, looking for a Samoan drop of his own, but Fatu catches him mid-air, delivering a spinebuster that echoes through the arena.
With the crowd on their feet, Jacob Fatu finally sets up Solo for the end. He lifts him up one more time, connecting with the Samoan Swag Splash from the top rope!
Jacob Fatu covers, and the referee counts—1... 2... 3!
Winner: Jacob Fatu
Jacob Fatu stands tall, breathing heavily, as Tama Tonga enters the ring to celebrate with him. The crowd roars in approval as Fatu stares down at Solo, no longer a family member, but a foe. The Bloodline is officially splintered, and Jacob Fatu has made his statement clear.
Women’s Championship Match
Tiffany Stratton [emoji2398] vs. Alba Fyre
The match begins with both women circling each other, the tension building as Alba Fyre steps into the ring, having earned her title shot by winning the Royal Rumble. Tiffany Stratton, the confident champion, stands her ground, eyes focused on the challenger.
Fyre wastes no time, charging at Tiffany with a series of quick strikes, backing her into the corner. Stratton, however, regains her composure, hitting a stiff back elbow that sends Alba stumbling back.
Tiffany taunts the crowd as she tries to control the pace, throwing Fyre into the ropes and hitting a picture-perfect dropkick. She follows up with a smooth snap suplex, looking for an early pin—but Alba kicks out at one.
Fyre refuses to stay down and fights back with a hard forearm, followed by a headbutt that stuns Tiffany. Alba picks up momentum with a spinning backfist and a series of sharp kicks to Stratton’s midsection.
Tiffany fights back with a snap powerbomb, and she heads to the top rope, looking for her signature 450 Splash. As she leaps off, Alba Fyre moves just in time, causing Tiffany to crash and burn onto the canvas!
The crowd cheers as Alba quickly capitalizes, locking Tiffany in her Gory Special submission, bending Stratton’s back in a painful position. Tiffany screams in agony, but she refuses to tap out.
Stratton manages to break free, shoving Fyre into the corner. However, as she charges at Alba, she’s caught with a backbreaker followed by a running knee strike to the face that rocks the champion!
Alba Fyre climbs to the top turnbuckle, and with the crowd buzzing, she hits an impressive swanton bomb onto Tiffany, covering her for the pin!
1... 2... NO! Tiffany just barely kicks out!
The fight is far from over. Tiffany tries to shake off the effects of the swanton bomb, but Alba, relentless as ever, pulls Stratton up and nails her with the Alba Bomb (sit-out powerbomb), planting Tiffany in the center of the ring!
Alba Fyre goes for the pin once again—1... 2... 3!
Winner and New Women’s Champion: Alba Fyre
The crowd erupts as Alba Fyre is handed the Women’s Championship belt, the roar of the fans overwhelming the arena. Tiffany Stratton lies on the mat, stunned at the loss, while Alba stands tall with her hard-earned victory. The Royal Rumble winner has finally captured her first title in WWE, and the celebration begins!
Fyre wastes no time, charging at Tiffany with a series of quick strikes, backing her into the corner. Stratton, however, regains her composure, hitting a stiff back elbow that sends Alba stumbling back.
Tiffany taunts the crowd as she tries to control the pace, throwing Fyre into the ropes and hitting a picture-perfect dropkick. She follows up with a smooth snap suplex, looking for an early pin—but Alba kicks out at one.
Fyre refuses to stay down and fights back with a hard forearm, followed by a headbutt that stuns Tiffany. Alba picks up momentum with a spinning backfist and a series of sharp kicks to Stratton’s midsection.
Tiffany fights back with a snap powerbomb, and she heads to the top rope, looking for her signature 450 Splash. As she leaps off, Alba Fyre moves just in time, causing Tiffany to crash and burn onto the canvas!
The crowd cheers as Alba quickly capitalizes, locking Tiffany in her Gory Special submission, bending Stratton’s back in a painful position. Tiffany screams in agony, but she refuses to tap out.
Stratton manages to break free, shoving Fyre into the corner. However, as she charges at Alba, she’s caught with a backbreaker followed by a running knee strike to the face that rocks the champion!
Alba Fyre climbs to the top turnbuckle, and with the crowd buzzing, she hits an impressive swanton bomb onto Tiffany, covering her for the pin!
1... 2... NO! Tiffany just barely kicks out!
The fight is far from over. Tiffany tries to shake off the effects of the swanton bomb, but Alba, relentless as ever, pulls Stratton up and nails her with the Alba Bomb (sit-out powerbomb), planting Tiffany in the center of the ring!
Alba Fyre goes for the pin once again—1... 2... 3!
Winner and New Women’s Champion: Alba Fyre
The crowd erupts as Alba Fyre is handed the Women’s Championship belt, the roar of the fans overwhelming the arena. Tiffany Stratton lies on the mat, stunned at the loss, while Alba stands tall with her hard-earned victory. The Royal Rumble winner has finally captured her first title in WWE, and the celebration begins!
Chyna Memorial Battle Royal
Piper Niven vs. Shayna Baszler vs. Zoey Starks vs. Maxxine Dupri vs. Candice LeRae vs. Nikki Bella vs. B-Fab vs. Raquel Rodriguez
The bell rings, and chaos erupts immediately as all eight women begin brawling in the center of the ring. Piper Niven and Raquel Rodriguez use their power to toss opponents into the corners, while Shayna Baszler and Zoey Starks use their technical expertise to control the pace of the match.
B-Fab surprises everyone with her agility, springing off the ropes to take out Maxxine Dupri with a springboard crossbody! Candice LeRae goes after B-Fab, but is met with a hard knee strike from Shayna Baszler that sends Candice crashing to the mat.
Nikki Bella and Raquel Rodriguez exchange powerful slams in the center of the ring, with Nikki using her experience to outmaneuver the taller Raquel. Zoey Starks attempts to eliminate Nikki from behind, but Nikki reverses it, tossing Zoey out over the top rope!
Eliminated: Zoey Starks
Shayna Baszler targets Maxxine Dupri, twisting her into an armbar on the mat, but Dupri fights free with a desperate spinning kick to Baszler’s head. Meanwhile, B-Fab tries to eliminate Candice LeRae, but the veteran escapes with a hurricanrana that sends B-Fab into the ropes.
Raquel Rodriguez grabs Candice LeRae, lifting her high for a military press but Candice slips out, attempting a roll-up on Raquel. The power of Raquel is too much, though, and she powerbombs Candice into the turnbuckle!
Eliminated: Candice LeRae
With Raquel and Nikki on the outside, they both grab each other, brawling near the ropes. In the ring, Piper Niven and Shayna Baszler work together to eliminate Maxxine Dupri, with Piper hitting a Samoan drop and Baszler following up with a knee bar that forces Dupri to tap out before being tossed over the top.
Eliminated: Maxxine Dupri
Back in the ring, it’s down to Nikki Bella, Shayna Baszler, Piper Niven, and Raquel Rodriguez. Raquel and Piper try to eliminate Nikki, but Nikki fights back with a series of clotheslines to both women. She then turns her focus on Baszler, tossing her into the corner and hitting a dropkick.
Nikki climbs to the top rope, looking for a crossbody onto Raquel, but Raquel catches her and tries to powerbomb Nikki over the top rope! Nikki manages to hold on, using her veteran instinct to land on the apron and deliver a superkick to Raquel’s jaw, sending her stumbling!
Eliminated: Raquel Rodriguez
The final three are Nikki Bella, Shayna Baszler, and Piper Niven. Nikki fights off both women with a neckbreaker to Piper and a snapmare to Shayna, looking to capitalize. However, Piper charges at Nikki, only to be clotheslined over the top rope by Nikki!
Eliminated: Piper Niven
With just Nikki and Shayna left, Baszler locks in a Karaté hold, but Nikki uses her quickness to break free and land a spear, followed by a running bulldog into the corner! She climbs the turnbuckle and lands a diving elbow drop, going for the pin.
Baszler kicks out at two, but Nikki keeps up the pressure, finally tossing Shayna over the top rope with a massive Bella Buster!
Eliminated: Shayna Baszler
Winner: Nikki Bella
Nikki Bella stands tall in the center of the ring, victorious in the Chyna Memorial Battle Royal. The crowd erupts in cheers as Nikki celebrates, paying tribute to the legacy of Chyna with her hard-fought victory.
B-Fab surprises everyone with her agility, springing off the ropes to take out Maxxine Dupri with a springboard crossbody! Candice LeRae goes after B-Fab, but is met with a hard knee strike from Shayna Baszler that sends Candice crashing to the mat.
Nikki Bella and Raquel Rodriguez exchange powerful slams in the center of the ring, with Nikki using her experience to outmaneuver the taller Raquel. Zoey Starks attempts to eliminate Nikki from behind, but Nikki reverses it, tossing Zoey out over the top rope!
Eliminated: Zoey Starks
Shayna Baszler targets Maxxine Dupri, twisting her into an armbar on the mat, but Dupri fights free with a desperate spinning kick to Baszler’s head. Meanwhile, B-Fab tries to eliminate Candice LeRae, but the veteran escapes with a hurricanrana that sends B-Fab into the ropes.
Raquel Rodriguez grabs Candice LeRae, lifting her high for a military press but Candice slips out, attempting a roll-up on Raquel. The power of Raquel is too much, though, and she powerbombs Candice into the turnbuckle!
Eliminated: Candice LeRae
With Raquel and Nikki on the outside, they both grab each other, brawling near the ropes. In the ring, Piper Niven and Shayna Baszler work together to eliminate Maxxine Dupri, with Piper hitting a Samoan drop and Baszler following up with a knee bar that forces Dupri to tap out before being tossed over the top.
Eliminated: Maxxine Dupri
Back in the ring, it’s down to Nikki Bella, Shayna Baszler, Piper Niven, and Raquel Rodriguez. Raquel and Piper try to eliminate Nikki, but Nikki fights back with a series of clotheslines to both women. She then turns her focus on Baszler, tossing her into the corner and hitting a dropkick.
Nikki climbs to the top rope, looking for a crossbody onto Raquel, but Raquel catches her and tries to powerbomb Nikki over the top rope! Nikki manages to hold on, using her veteran instinct to land on the apron and deliver a superkick to Raquel’s jaw, sending her stumbling!
Eliminated: Raquel Rodriguez
The final three are Nikki Bella, Shayna Baszler, and Piper Niven. Nikki fights off both women with a neckbreaker to Piper and a snapmare to Shayna, looking to capitalize. However, Piper charges at Nikki, only to be clotheslined over the top rope by Nikki!
Eliminated: Piper Niven
With just Nikki and Shayna left, Baszler locks in a Karaté hold, but Nikki uses her quickness to break free and land a spear, followed by a running bulldog into the corner! She climbs the turnbuckle and lands a diving elbow drop, going for the pin.
Baszler kicks out at two, but Nikki keeps up the pressure, finally tossing Shayna over the top rope with a massive Bella Buster!
Eliminated: Shayna Baszler
Winner: Nikki Bella
Nikki Bella stands tall in the center of the ring, victorious in the Chyna Memorial Battle Royal. The crowd erupts in cheers as Nikki celebrates, paying tribute to the legacy of Chyna with her hard-fought victory.
World Heavyweight Championship Match
Gunther [emoji2398] vs. Daniel Bryan
The atmosphere inside WrestleMania 41 is electric. The crowd is on their feet, anticipation at an all-time high as the biggest prize in professional wrestling is about to be defended.
"Flight of the Valkyries" echoes throughout the stadium as Daniel Bryan makes his way to the ring, the Royal Rumble winner soaking in the moment. He knows this could be his last shot at the World Heavyweight Championship.
Then, the mood shifts. The thunderous, ominous theme of Gunther hits. The Ring General marches to the ring, the World Heavyweight Championship firmly around his waist. No emotion. Just pure focus.
The bell rings, and the two stand face-to-face. Gunther towers over Bryan, but Bryan isn’t intimidated. He stands his ground, staring right into the champion’s eyes.
First Lock-up: Gunther easily overpowers Bryan, shoving him to the mat. Bryan quickly rolls back up, nodding. He expected that.
Mat Wrestling Exchange: Bryan tries to out-wrestle Gunther, using his technical ability to work the legs and keep the big man grounded. He transitions into a front facelock, but Gunther easily powers out, shoving Bryan halfway across the ring.
Gunther delivers his first chop—a sickening slap to Bryan’s chest. The crowd gasps at the impact as Bryan clutches his chest, red welts already forming.
Bryan, gritting his teeth, fires back with stiff kicks to Gunther’s leg. He knows he has to chop the big man down.
Gunther absorbs the kicks and responds with a BIG BOOT that nearly takes Bryan’s head off.
Gunther dominates for the next few minutes, slowing the pace, controlling Bryan with stiff European uppercuts, grounded headlocks, and punishing body shots.
Bryan tries to fight back with quick roll-ups and counters, but every time he gains momentum, Gunther stops him with sheer brute force.
Gunther locks in a Boston Crab, wrenching back with all his strength. Bryan screams in pain but crawls to the ropes. Gunther refuses to break, dragging Bryan back to the center.
Bryan flips over and kicks Gunther away!
Bryan kips up! The crowd roars! He charges—DROPKICK TO GUNTHER’S KNEE!
Bryan now unleashes YES Kicks, each one hitting harder than the last. Gunther is staggering!
Bryan backs up, runs—BUSA—NO! Gunther CATCHES him mid-air with a THUNDEROUS CHOP!
Gunther picks Bryan up—POWERBOMB!
1…
2…
BRYAN KICKS OUT! The crowd erupts!
Gunther looks annoyed. He drags Bryan up—SECOND POWERBOMB!
1…
2…
BRYAN KICKS OUT AGAIN!
Gunther slaps the mat in frustration, then signals for the Lariat.
Bryan slowly gets to his feet, dazed—GUNTHER CHARGES—
BRYAN DUCKS!
Bryan runs—BUSA—GUNTHER COUNTERS INTO A SLEEPER!
Gunther drags Bryan down, squeezing the life out of him. Bryan struggles, fading.
The referee lifts Bryan’s arm… it drops.
A second time… it drops.
A third time—BRYAN KEEPS IT UP!
Bryan rolls backward into a pin!
1…
2…
GUNTHER KICKS OUT!
Bryan immediately transitions into the LeBell Lock! The crowd is going insane!
Gunther struggles, reaching for the ropes, but Bryan tightens it!
Gunther uses his massive frame to roll over—picks Bryan up on his shoulders—
BRYAN COUNTERS INTO A DDT!
Bryan gets to his feet, eyes wide—he senses it’s time. He backs into the corner. The entire stadium chants:
“YES! YES! YES!”
Bryan runs—BUSA—HE HITS IT!
Gunther is DOWN.
Bryan climbs the top rope. He’s going for it all—
DIVING HEADBUTT!
Bryan covers—
1…
2…
GUNTHER KICKS OUT AT 2.9!
Bryan can’t believe it. He backs up to the corner again. The crowd is deafening.
He runs—SECOND BUSA—NO! GUNTHER HITS A LARIAT MID-AIR!
The impact is SICKENING. Bryan flips inside out.
Gunther roars. He picks Bryan up—
THIRD POWERBOMB!
He doesn’t cover. He picks Bryan up again—
FOURTH POWERBOMB!
The ref checks on Bryan—he’s barely conscious.
Gunther steps on Bryan’s chest for the pin.
1…
2…
3.
Winner & STILL World Heavyweight Champion: Gunther
The crowd gives Daniel Bryan a standing ovation as he struggles to sit up. His chest is bruised and battered, his body completely spent.
Gunther, championship in hand, looks down at Bryan. He doesn’t attack. He just nods—a sign of respect.
Bryan, dazed, nods back.
As Gunther leaves, Bryan sits in the middle of the ring, soaking in the moment.
"Flight of the Valkyries" echoes throughout the stadium as Daniel Bryan makes his way to the ring, the Royal Rumble winner soaking in the moment. He knows this could be his last shot at the World Heavyweight Championship.
Then, the mood shifts. The thunderous, ominous theme of Gunther hits. The Ring General marches to the ring, the World Heavyweight Championship firmly around his waist. No emotion. Just pure focus.
The bell rings, and the two stand face-to-face. Gunther towers over Bryan, but Bryan isn’t intimidated. He stands his ground, staring right into the champion’s eyes.
First Lock-up: Gunther easily overpowers Bryan, shoving him to the mat. Bryan quickly rolls back up, nodding. He expected that.
Mat Wrestling Exchange: Bryan tries to out-wrestle Gunther, using his technical ability to work the legs and keep the big man grounded. He transitions into a front facelock, but Gunther easily powers out, shoving Bryan halfway across the ring.
Gunther delivers his first chop—a sickening slap to Bryan’s chest. The crowd gasps at the impact as Bryan clutches his chest, red welts already forming.
Bryan, gritting his teeth, fires back with stiff kicks to Gunther’s leg. He knows he has to chop the big man down.
Gunther absorbs the kicks and responds with a BIG BOOT that nearly takes Bryan’s head off.
Gunther dominates for the next few minutes, slowing the pace, controlling Bryan with stiff European uppercuts, grounded headlocks, and punishing body shots.
Bryan tries to fight back with quick roll-ups and counters, but every time he gains momentum, Gunther stops him with sheer brute force.
Gunther locks in a Boston Crab, wrenching back with all his strength. Bryan screams in pain but crawls to the ropes. Gunther refuses to break, dragging Bryan back to the center.
Bryan flips over and kicks Gunther away!
Bryan kips up! The crowd roars! He charges—DROPKICK TO GUNTHER’S KNEE!
Bryan now unleashes YES Kicks, each one hitting harder than the last. Gunther is staggering!
Bryan backs up, runs—BUSA—NO! Gunther CATCHES him mid-air with a THUNDEROUS CHOP!
Gunther picks Bryan up—POWERBOMB!
1…
2…
BRYAN KICKS OUT! The crowd erupts!
Gunther looks annoyed. He drags Bryan up—SECOND POWERBOMB!
1…
2…
BRYAN KICKS OUT AGAIN!
Gunther slaps the mat in frustration, then signals for the Lariat.
Bryan slowly gets to his feet, dazed—GUNTHER CHARGES—
BRYAN DUCKS!
Bryan runs—BUSA—GUNTHER COUNTERS INTO A SLEEPER!
Gunther drags Bryan down, squeezing the life out of him. Bryan struggles, fading.
The referee lifts Bryan’s arm… it drops.
A second time… it drops.
A third time—BRYAN KEEPS IT UP!
Bryan rolls backward into a pin!
1…
2…
GUNTHER KICKS OUT!
Bryan immediately transitions into the LeBell Lock! The crowd is going insane!
Gunther struggles, reaching for the ropes, but Bryan tightens it!
Gunther uses his massive frame to roll over—picks Bryan up on his shoulders—
BRYAN COUNTERS INTO A DDT!
Bryan gets to his feet, eyes wide—he senses it’s time. He backs into the corner. The entire stadium chants:
“YES! YES! YES!”
Bryan runs—BUSA—HE HITS IT!
Gunther is DOWN.
Bryan climbs the top rope. He’s going for it all—
DIVING HEADBUTT!
Bryan covers—
1…
2…
GUNTHER KICKS OUT AT 2.9!
Bryan can’t believe it. He backs up to the corner again. The crowd is deafening.
He runs—SECOND BUSA—NO! GUNTHER HITS A LARIAT MID-AIR!
The impact is SICKENING. Bryan flips inside out.
Gunther roars. He picks Bryan up—
THIRD POWERBOMB!
He doesn’t cover. He picks Bryan up again—
FOURTH POWERBOMB!
The ref checks on Bryan—he’s barely conscious.
Gunther steps on Bryan’s chest for the pin.
1…
2…
3.
Winner & STILL World Heavyweight Champion: Gunther
The crowd gives Daniel Bryan a standing ovation as he struggles to sit up. His chest is bruised and battered, his body completely spent.
Gunther, championship in hand, looks down at Bryan. He doesn’t attack. He just nods—a sign of respect.
Bryan, dazed, nods back.
As Gunther leaves, Bryan sits in the middle of the ring, soaking in the moment.
Cinematic Match
Uncle Howdy vs. Bray Wyatt
The match doesn’t begin with a bell. It begins with silence.
The screen fades in to a desolate, fog-covered forest. The trees stand like ghosts, shrouded in mist. A dim, eerie glow illuminates the path ahead. The only sound is the whisper of the wind… and the faint echo of laughter—not joyful, but broken.
A lantern flickers in the distance. A familiar lantern.
Standing in front of it… is Bray Wyatt.
His back is to the camera, the glow of the lantern casting his long shadow across the damp earth. He wears his original Wyatt Family attire—a tattered Hawaiian shirt, his beard unkempt, his eyes hidden beneath the brim of his fedora.
And then, from behind… footsteps.
Uncle Howdy emerges from the darkness.
His silhouette is monstrous under the moonlight. His head tilts unnaturally, his wide-brimmed hat and twisted smile giving him an inhuman presence. This is the final confrontation.
“Bray…” Howdy’s voice is like nails on glass, distorted and warping. “It’s time to come home.”
Bray turns, his eyes filled with something deeper than fear. He knows.
He always knew.
A SNAP.
The world twists like an old VHS tape rewinding. The forest glitches out—static overwhelms the screen.
Suddenly, we are in the Firefly FunHouse.
The vibrant colors, the laughter track, the puppets… but something is wrong. The paint on the walls is peeling. The puppets are staring blankly, their button eyes cracked. Ramblin’ Rabbit has been gutted, his stuffing littering the floor.
And in the middle of it all, standing behind the FunHouse desk, is…
Bray Wyatt.
Not the cult leader. Not The Fiend. But Mr. Rogers Bray. The sweater-wearing, wide-smiling host of the FunHouse.
He blinks. His head twitches.
“Yowie wowie!” His voice is strained, almost forced. “It looks like we have a very… special guest today!”
The camera pans, and Uncle Howdy is seated in the audience. Alone. Smiling. Watching.
Bray continues, though his hands tremble as he grips the desk. “Golly, I always knew this day would come… but let’s take a trip down memory lane first, shall we?”
The FunHouse implodes around them, the screen distorting into a flashback.
We’re back in the swamps. The original Wyatt Compound.
The wooden rocking chair creaks as Cult Leader Bray Wyatt sits upon it, lantern in hand. His eyes burn with prophetic fire. The air is thick with the scent of burning wood, and in the distance, a barn stands ablaze.
Standing in front of him, staring through the flames… is Uncle Howdy.
“You never really left me, did you?” Bray mutters, rocking back and forth. “I thought I buried you in the darkness… but you were always there. Whispering. Laughing.”
Howdy steps forward, the firelight dancing off his grotesque mask.
“You don’t get to bury me, Bray,” Howdy hisses. “I AM YOU.”
The shadows shift—and suddenly, Bray is not alone.
From the darkness, figures emerge.
Erick Rowan, his Wyatt Family mask covering his face.
Luke Harper, his head tilted, a knowing smirk on his lips. (A ghostly presence, a tribute.)
The Wyatt Sicks, figures long rumored, now standing behind Howdy in the shadows.
Bray’s breath hitches. His past is surrounding him. The voices of the past echo—his own voice, reciting:
“Run.”
Another glitch. Another snap of reality.
Bray stumbles backward, panting. His form shifts—his skin seems to peel away like static on a broken screen.
He transforms.
The Fiend stands in his place. The mask is cracked. The red-and-black dreadlocks hang limply. His body heaves, his breathing unnatural.
Howdy tilts his head. He laughs.
“That’s the best you got, brother?”
Howdy extends his arms wide—inviting the attack. The Fiend charges—but the moment he does, the screen glitches violently.
The Fiend freezes. His body twitches uncontrollably.
Howdy walks toward him, whispering something inaudible. He reaches out… and removes The Fiend’s mask.
Underneath, it’s not a monster. It’s Bray Wyatt.
Broken. Beaten. Crying.
Howdy kneels beside him. “It’s over, Bray. It’s time to rest.”
Bray looks up, his face streaked with tears. He nods. He understands.
This was always the ending.
The world fades back to the original setting.
The forest. The mist. The flickering lantern.
Bray, now himself, kneels on the damp earth. Howdy stands over him.
Bray looks up one last time. His eyes shine not with fear, but peace.
“I’m ready,” he whispers.
Howdy tilts his head… and nods.
With one final motion, Howdy blows out the lantern.
Darkness.
Silence.
Then…
A single firefly appears in the blackness.
Then another. And another.
A sea of fireflies dances in the night. A tribute. A farewell.
“Thank you, Bray.”
The screen fades to black.
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