Beth Phoenix, Angel Williams and Bobbi Billard kicked off the show and the fans seemed highly entertained by the Women's Action. Beth had the upper hand from the start and as soon as the bell rang she took out Angel Williams with a clothesline. Billard grabbed Phoenix by the arm, and tried to turn her around, but as she turned Beth kicked Billard in the stomach and took her down with a DDT. She went for a cover...1...Angel Williams had got back to her feet, and broke up the count. Beth stood up and squared off with Angel Williams. She forced her back into the corner with right hands and a few forearms. She then bulldogged Angel out of the corner. As Phoenix got up, Billard caught her with a dropkick. Beth went down, and Billard went for the cover...1...2...strong kickout by Beth. She fought back to her feet and the match continued. Beth managed to maintain the upper hand, and eventually caught Billard with the Down In Flames, covering her for the 1...2...3! Beth smirked somewhat evilly and climbed onto the second rope, gesturing towards her waist to indicate that she would soon work her way up the ladder of the Women's Division.
Winner: Beth Phoenix
Reason: No Angel Williams or Bobbi Billard RPs.
Match #2
Samoe Joe and Kane were both making their EBWF Debuts. The two monsters began the match by getting in each others faces while shouting profanities at each other, but the match turned violent when Joe pie faced Kane. Kane was shocked at Joe's lack of fear, and he returned the offense with a fist to Joe. Joe smiled and lifted Kane up, hitting a power slam. The fans gave a nice reaction at the show of strength. Kane did his old school sit up as Joe started to strike him with some stiff kicks, but to no avail. Kane grabbed Joe and Irish whipped him into the turnbuckle. He went to hit a running clothesline. Joe moved out of the way and hit him with the Island Driver. He then locked in the Coquina Clutch, making Kane tap out. Joe stood up looking proud of himself, but not smiling as the referee raised his hand. The fans cheered as Joe won his first EBWF match.
Winner: Samoa Joe.
SEGMENT
The Scene opens up in front of The Grand Ole' Opry Stage in Nashville, Tennessee. Lacey, Tyler Black, Jimmy Jacobs, Allison Wonderland, and Punk all walk out from the shadows and stand in front of it.
Lacey: Age of the Fall is a mission, a goal, opportunity for those deemed expandible to stand and be heard by the world. We are the voice for the weak and frail and even hopeless. We don't plan for the future we just plan for the now. We are movement who takes it one day at and time planning for the future is a way for failures.
Jimmy Jacobs: What glory do we have. We raised a war of action and everyone sat idle and did nothing to stop us. Though, some kept saying they would put us down for good, where are you? Where are we? We are still standing. We are growning by the moment. We are a bigger movement than any movement ever. Because, we don't move for just one certain type. We move for a revolution, a revolution for all. You just don't get it. We, push when push is needed and we dare stop for one second because, that could lead to a downfall. A downfall in which can be pushed and maneuvered by the society in which we live today.
Lacey: What all of you tend to realize is the majority is the ones begging for a voice. But society continues to serve to minory better known as the rich and the proud. Let us tell you a story of how we became Age of the Fall.
CM Punk: We all came from a different place, a different way, a different life. But we all had something in common. We all had the pressure of society, pressing down on our head to keep us down on the ground, but.. WE ROSE UP! We took each other, we looked at each other, we agreed, we will start a revolution.. THAT WILL SURPASS EVERYTHING EVER DREAMED OF! You all laughed.. when we said.. that one day.. you would regret what you have done to shelter us.. from a world.. we wanted to live in.. YOU ALL LAUGHED WHEN WE SAID WE WANTED FAIR TREATMENT! You all stay to the simplistic things.. but you laughed.. you laughed at us...so...WE JOINED TOGETHER.. We took a vowel.. A VOWEL FOR VENGEANCE! We.. are AGE OF THE FALL!
Tyler Black: Your either with us.. or against us.. there is no inbetween..
CM Punk: STAND UP AND BE COUNTED!
Lacey: Try being a woman in wrestling today. Everytime you tell someone you are a womens wrestler they laugh and joke at you being some plastic bimbo whore. They expect tits and ass, they don't think a woman can cut it in a mans ring. Well guess what? This No-Limits title tells me I'm better then some of you men who think I should be some plastic slut.
Jimmy Jacobs: You look at us. What do you see? Not some team who are just doing this for the money. No, we are doing this for all of the minority out there who felt pushed around, pushed down, beat down, everything in between. We are a revolution, a movement, a life changing experience. We have a thousand followers so far, the question is will be that thousand and one?
Tyler Black: Or will you be just like the millions watching us, thinking we are just some punk college go'ers, making some documentary. Because, truth be told we're not. And Truth be told.
CM Punk: WE'RE BETTER THAN YOU! Age of the Fall stare into the camera menacingly, and the scene fades.
Match #3
Sweeney v Shark Boy Cancelled.
Winner: Nobody
Reason: No RPs.
Match #4
Burn In My Light hit and Randy Orton made his way to the ring, notably without his girlfriend Stacy Keibler. He looked focused and fierce as he paced the ring. Kurt Angle and Maven made their entrances and the bell rang. Maven went after Angle to start off with, catching him in the back with some clubbing blows. Kurt elbowed Maven in the face, sending Maven back a few steps. Maven touched his lip as if to check if it was bleeding. It wasn't. Angle ran at Maven with a clothesline but Maven ducked and as Angle rebounded off the ropes, Maven took him down with a picture perfect dropkick. No sooner had Maven made it back to his feet than he walked into an RKO attempt from Orton. Maven managed to reverse the move and push Orton forward, but Orton span back round and kicked Maven in the stomach before planting him with a DDT. Orton went for the cover...1...2...kickout. The fans applauded as Maven fought back to his feet. Maven and Orton duked it out for a few minutes and Kurt stood in the corner, regaining his composure and waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Orton irish whipped Maven into the ropes nearest to Kurt, and Kurt pulled the ropes down, sending Maven flying over the top rope. He landed on the concrete floor in a heap, and Kurt charged at Orton. Orton ducked, spun Angle around and hit him with the RKO. Orton covered the olympic gold medal winner...1...2...3! Orton raised his arms in victory as Lilian Garcia delcared him as the victor.
Winner: Randy Orton
Reason: Best RP.
Segment
After a commercial break, the tron lit up and "Break the Walls Down" began to play. There was a huge ovation as Chris Jericho stepped out from behind the curtain and made his way to the ring. He grabbed a mic, and paced the ring for a few moments before speaking.
Chris Jericho: Welcome to EBWF is Jericho! Tonight, I am here to "speak on Wrestlemania". So first things first... Bret, old buddy, didn't you get the memo? I am not interested in a World Title shot at Wrestlemania. Refer to the last two EBWF pay per views for evidence of this. At the Royal Rumble, I sacrificed my chance to earn a Title shot in order to screw with Lance Storm. And I had the night off for Fallout, because shortly before that I lost a battle royal to earn that Title shot. One plus one equals two, and the last time I checked no Rumble victory plus no World Championship equals no Wrestlemania main event in the EBWF. Of course I want to win a fourth World Title, but at Mania the night will belong to you or Triple H. My time will come later. Since you are one of my oldest friends, I'll let the cheap shot pass this time. I guess I'd be a little scared too if I thought Chris Jericho was after me.Now I don't want all the Jerichoholics out there to worry... I wouldn't miss Wrestlemania 7 for the World! My dream of being in the Mania main event will just after to wait another year, because this time around I have a score to settle. I've had an itch that's been bugging me for several months, and his name is Lance Storm. Lance, we've scowled at each other for too long, every time we get close to a fight one of us gets distracted. I have better things to worry about than you, but there's no way in hell I'll let bygones be bygones with you. So seeing as we're both out of the World Title picture for now, what do you say? You, me... Wrestlemania. Let's finish this.
Jericho threw down the mic without waiting for Lance Storm to appear and respond to his challenge, then he stormed out of the ring.
Main Event
Wazup hit and Killings made his way to the ring. He still looked to be carrying the emotional scars of his battle with Age of the Fall. He seemed to put it all out of his mind as he slid into the ropes. Swinging his arms to get the adrenaline pumping through his body, he paced the ring as he waited for the arrival of Paul London. London calling by The Clash hit and London made his way to the ring as quickly and energetically as usual, with the X Title draped over his shoulder. Lilian announced that the following match was for the X Division Championship, and the fans applauded enthusiastically. Killings nodded towards London, then mouthed something that was probably insulting across the ring as the bell rang. The two men charged at each other and lucked up. Killings got the better of the test of strength but London twisted his body to reverse the pressure. London forced Killings back into the ropes for a moment but Killings kicked London in the leg, taking him down onto one knee. Killings then leapt into the air, coming down with a scissor kick across London's shoulder. London held his arm in pain as Killings ran into the adjacent ropes, bouncing backwards with a drop kick to the same shoulder he had just targeted. The fans applauded as Killings dragged London to his feet and then took him right back down with a fancy spinning neckbreaker. He went for cover...1...2...kickout! Killings shook his head and dragged London up once more, but London punched Killings in the stomach causing him to double over. London springboarded off the second rope, dropping el elbow onto the back of Killings neck. Killings hit the canvas face first, and London rolled him over before hitting a standing shooting star press, which got a great reaction. London went for the cover this time...1...2...kickout! The fans continued to applaud as the match continued. Both men put on a hell of a show. They fought back and forth with innovative aerial moves for another few minutes or so before Killings started to gain the upper hand again. He knocked London down with a flying back elbow then hopped onto the second rope, and flew backwards to catch London with a moonsault. He waited for London to get to his feet before hitting him with the Truth Conviction! 1...2...3! Ron Killings was the new X-Division Champ! The referee handed him the belt and he hopped onto the top rope and raised it into the air. The fans gave him a hugely positive reaction as he posed with the belt.
Winner: Ron Killings
Reason: No Paul London RP.
Segment
It looked like the show was about end but the camera suddenly cut backstage to show Bret Hart walking down the hallway with a purpose. He walked up to a door marked "DX" and walked in with a sledgehammer in his hand. He didn't so much as knock. Triple H was lying back on the couch reading a Muscle and Fitness magazine. He spoke without looking up.
Triple H: People who value their lives usually knock first. Hunter looked up and saw Bret standing there, then continued sarcastically as he got to his feet.
Triple H: Oh. Never mind... What do you want, Bret?
Bret Hart: I just wanted to give you this back...
Bret handed Triple H the sledgehammer he had been given by Chyna the previous week, and Hunter took it into his hands, eyeing it as if he had never seen it before. He looked back up when Bret leaned forward, and spoke more softly, but at the same time more threateningly.
Bret Hart: You'll be needing it.
Triple H laughed slightly, not breaking eye contact with Bret, then he suddenly lurched forward and hit Bret in the ribs with the sledgehammer. He drove the hammer into Bret's stomach, and Bret grabbed his midsection in obvious pain. Hunter then hit Bret in the back, causing him to fall to the ground gasping for air. Hunter threw the hammer aside, knocking a lamp over with a crashing noise as he did so.
Triple H: Is that so Bret, huh? Is that so? Well...know this. At Wrestlemania...
Triple H bent down, almost close enough to whisper into Bret's ear.
Triple H: ...I Won't. Stop. Swinging. Now get the hell out of my locker room.
Triple H grabbed Bret by the hair, and practically threw him out of the door. Hearing the commotion, some backstage technicians and referees had come running. They instantly attended to Bret. Triple H stood in the doorway smirking. Todd Grisham had appeared in the crowd, and he glanced at Triple H.
Todd Grisham: What on earth did you do?
Triple H: What did I do? I taught him some manners, that's all.
Triple H looked directly into the camera.
Triple H: And Jeff Hardy...I know you're out there, watching from afar like a snivelling little coward. Well, take this as your warning. If you dare to show up at Wrestlemania I'm going to make that...
Triple H: He gestured towards Bret Hart who was lying on the ground in agony.
Triple H: ...Look like a walk in the park.
Triple H went back into his locker room, slamming the door as the show came to an end.