6CWF Lockdown Card 25/8

Match 1
Jason Young/James McManus vs Big Al Lustley/Uryu

Match 2
John Marx vs Logan Kincade

Match 3
The Saint vs Rapture vs Longinus

Match 4
La Pulga Loco/Marshall Murdoch/Crime Lord vs Perfect Jack/Edan Ekram/Jerome Dubois

Match 5
Hardcore Title
Scorpion(C) vs James Eagle

Main Event
Undisputed Title
Hero(C) vs Chaos

('Burn Burn' begins to play, causing the entire arena to burst into a chorus of boos. James Eagle steps out onto the stage and looks around at all the faces watching him. He wears white, yet slightly bloodied bandages around the top of his head. As he walks down the ramp, The Golden One tries to ignore the fans and they begin to spot his instability. He stops at the bottom of the ramp, before signalling with a single word.)

JE: Come.

(The words "Burn. Burn. Burn." erupt out of the massive speakers encasing the arena, before a remixed version of James Eagle's theme song plays. It starts to play out, while the fans remain silent, confused and some slightly worried about Eagle's wellbeing. Slowly, a huge figure steps out of the entrance and stops still on the stage. In one hand he holds a lighter, while the other grips a Lynx aerosol can. He holds both up in the air with dramatic effect, before lighting a huge spray of deodorant, sending five metres of flame high into the arena. The huge man chucks the two objects behind him and jogs down to where the dazed James Eagle is stood. Eagle passes a microphone to the giant, as they both enter the ring via the steps. They stop in the centre of the ring, with Eagle sticking extra close to the larger figure.)

???: What's up Brummidgham? I am the chosen one, handpicked from a crowd of many.

Crowd: What?

???: If I told you my background, the hatred would only seep from your wounds... but since this is already upon us, I thought it only best to express nothing but the truth. Mr Eagle, here, went out of his way to hunt down and take me to that humble abode of his. To go into a little more depth, Eagle is somewhat a...

JE: No.

???: I guess you knowing his business doesn't exactly float any of his many boats. I'll cut to the chase. I'm what many might call a bodyguard or perhaps a protection officer. Quite simply, I am here to guard him from demons. Nothing is going to pass through my very own metaphorical gates.

Crowd: What?

???: And there will be no prisoners, only the smell of burnt flesh. I am 'The Pyropath'. I am Denzel. And business is about to pick up.

(Denzel erupts with an outrageous cackle, as the crowd do nothing but egging him on. Without warning, 'The Golden One' grabs the mic, though the boos only escalate. He teases a word, but reverts to simply throwing the mic at the ground and stamping on it vigorously. He points at Denzel, before pointing back to himself, as they begin to make their way out of the ring.)

(The cameras follow Eagle and his accomplice, as they re-enter the backstage area. They walk with a considerable intent and it cones to be proved, as the two stop outside the dressing room of one Uryu Ishida.)

D: Knock knock! I have someone here who needs to talk to you. Immediately. You had better come out. Immediately.

(They wait at the door patiently.)

*Uryu is in the locker room, wondering how to explain everything*

Uryu: Its open James, I know what you are gonna say.

*James enters the room*

JE:...

(Uryu looks at Eagle, but the golden one say nothing. Instead, his bodyguard, Denzel, steps forward.)

D: I'm going to tell this to you straight, something that Scorpion is not. Mr Eagle is in no fit state to be making negotiations. These bandages aren't a fashion accessory. As you obviously know he has been the victim of recent sick attacks, and it will only add to the defecit if you fail to comply with our agreements.

D: Now you lost fair and square to my great lord yesterday evening. As a result, it is only fitting that you step to the side and let us in in order to discuss our prior arrangements. If you fail to do so, there will be little option but for me to err let's say... burn you. Okay?

(Denzel smiles sarcastically at Uryu Ishida)

D: If you hadn't already noticed, OUR boss is in a title match in only seven days time. And OUR job is to ensure he remains safe. Therefore, WE must accompany him down to the ring and provide the fans with a spectacle they will never forget. 

D: This conference is not for the public view, so if you wish to pursue this agreement, then I suggest we take this elsewhere. May I suggest somewhere more private?

*Uryu stands up and glares at Denzel, walking past him, taking the cameras outside and locking the door. He then quickly pushes his forearm into Denzels throat and presses it there.*

Uryu: If you EVER joke about that again I promise that your voicebox will be used as monkeys acordion, understood!?!

*he lets Denzel go and looks over at James.*

Uryu: James, as we agreed I will help you but in my own way. You are an arrogant rookie here while I am a nice, seasoned veteran. I make friends where you burn bridges. I also agreed to help you, not to be a lackey. I will get talking to a few people I know and as for the title match next week..i'm in a match of my own, Understood?

JE:....

JE: Glad to hear you're up for it. First step: take apart the SAS. 

(Uryu stares at Eagle with a look of confusion.)

D: No, you can't do that, James. You are in no fit state to be confronting people by yourself. 

JE: Hey, who said I was going alone? You two are coming with me.

D: Very well then, but please, no funny business...

(Eagle rolls his eyes and shakes his head, before walking off down the corridor. Denzel follows pursuit, but Uryu remains still outside his locker room. Eagle turns around and seems unimpressed to see that Uryu has not cone along. He looks at Denzel.)

D: I think you may have misunderstood, James. Uryu is not looking to follow pursuit. He wants to help you in his own way. Not like this.

JE: Don't you argue with me. Get him!

(Eagle points at Uryu. Denzel walks over to Uryu and grabs his arm, but Uryu makes his own protests.)

*Uryu struggles against Denzel, eventually walking alongside Eagle*

Uryu: Why them? why the best veteren and the newest champion? I understand that BD wants Scorpion again and I don't exactly want to cross his path yet.

*Uryu stops at the water cooler and gets a cup of water whilst the others continue, Uryu smiles as they walk back up to him, not impressed.*

Uryu: Can't a guy hang at his faveourite spot and have a cup of water?

(Both James Eagle and Denzel watch for a while, as Uryu gulps down his water.)

JE: I have a match with Scorpion this Thursday. What better place to start? I understand that you have a match, but that doesn't mean you can't...

D: Leave it, James. He's already expressed his views and I trust that he will live up to his word. Let's get you out of here before anything kicks off.

(Denzel pulls Eagle's arm and walks him down the corridor.)

JE: Err...where are you taking me?

D: Away from him. Why, where do ya want to be?

JE: We're going to find the Scorpion, no matter what you want.

(Eagle turns around and walks the other way down the corridor, passing Uryu on the way. Denzel follows...

They reach The Scorpion's room and knock on the door. Miss Jessica's voice can be heard on the other side of the door.)

JE: Jessica, is Scorpion in?

*Uryu watches James knock on the door and waves Denzel over to him*

Uryu: If this keeps up we are going to have a problem Denzel. All I want to do is keep James on the straight and narrow, you understand that, right?

*Denzel nods silently as Uryu sips a cup of water*

Uryu: I may do things that rub you the wrong way but I am only looking after his mental state. I am not saying hes crazy but what I am saying is that while I agree with his principles his way of doing things I believe is completely wrong. I am here to make friends, not alienate people because I follow an idea of fair competition in 6CWF.

For now however, let's just focus on who is after James and why. He has a title match next week against Scorpion. Personally I do not like Scorpion for jumping me a few weeks back without provokation but I have a tag match earlier in the night with Al Lustly. I know James considers him an unworthy contender but he is still a friend, an odd one I admit but still a friend. I cannot promise that I will be ringside but what I will do is keep an eye out backstage for anyone suspisous alright?

Denzel:...

The Camera cuts to a darkened room with a shadowy figure in the centre of it.

“On the 25th of August 2011 everything changes, an event that will be remembered across the UK as the day that the rot finally stop, the day a man stood up and said Enough! It’s time for a change, the day when a man sick of seeing our culture, our morals, our values being washed into the gutter stood up against the youth of today, looked them in the eye, spat in their faces and dared them to do something about it! When the spotlight (a spotlight turns on in the darkened room shining directly on John Marx.) finally fell on a man with a message! A man of vision! 25th of August 2011 ‘The Herold’ will appear in 6WF and the message will be delivered to Logan Kincade. Logan, I am John Marx, I am going to break in two then all the scum in the crowd and the show ponies backstage will know THINGS ARE GOING TO CHANGE!"

Jessica Goes to open the door ...

J: Yes what do you want loser cant you see im in the middle of a phone call??

JE: I need to speak with scorpion

J: oh you do ?? TO BAD HIS BUSY!

Scorpion is seen in the room putting up a Turkish Flag as he spots james he walks over to the door as jessicas phone rings she goes in to answer the phone

S: what do you want cheap skate ??

Scorpion spots Uryu and Denzel in the back

S: what are those two doing here?? you running some kinda gay club or something?


JE:.....

JM-So back in action this week then. And look who im in a match with......Uryu and his boyfriend Big Al Lustley. My partner is someone who I haven't seen much about but what I have heard have been very good things and it sounds as though I have a very good partner for this match.

JM-Like I said last week Uryu I respect you,that was not the concussion talking from our street fight I absouloutly mean it but like also said last week I dont have to like you.
Some advice Uryu stay away from Mr.Eagle. I know him well he made an enemy of me as soon as i stepped foot through that door and we still have unfinished buisness. Uryu he is not a nice man he will act like he is your friend then stab you in the back. He will try to do worse to you than I tried.
So Mr Eagle as soon as i am done with Uryu, I'am coming back for you. That is if you don't run off again as soon as i get the upper hand on you.

Crowd cheer

JM-and if you have a little bit of gold around your waist when we do meet. all the better because i will take that off of you. And as for you parasites I do not need you, I still have Chaos and fanatic as Allies.

Crowds cheers begin to turn to boos

JM-good luck in our match thursday Uryu you will need it. Carry on

JE: Haha! Let me get this right, I've just been called a cheap skate by YOU?! In the world of James Eagle, nothing cones cheap. I'd have thought you'd have picked up on that by now. Though clearly not... and that's what we need to talk about. In our respective careers, each of us have had two title matches. You've won two. I've lost two. You've defeated me twice, there's no hiding that fact. But your problem is that you're too naive to notice me. Of any foe, I've played the largest part in your career. But you don't seem to know who I am.

(Eagle stops for a deep breath.)

JE: This Thursday, I will finally get the chance to challenge you one on one. For the first time as champion, your title is in actual jeopardy. You see, there is one weakness I have that is no secret to the fans. I struggle to stand out in crowds. Have you ever seen me win a multi-way match? No? I don't think I have either. But the percentages fall the complete opposite side of the fall line when it comes to singles matches. Just a warning. 

(Eagle turns around, about to walk off.)

JE: Oh and one more thing: you aren't the only one with back up.

(Eagle smiles and points to his assailants, before opening the door to leave...

S: You may have beaten me in ONE singles match but i have beaten you more often james your money is a disgrace you did not earn this match you bought it with your worthless money to bad my title is priceless thats why you have no chance this thursday as i will make sure you never see this title again !

S: and what was that B***s** about taken down the SAS?? something which you will fail at James

S: as for your assailants they stand no chance against the SAS .. James you forget that every one in the company hates you and all ways will but i will say you have changed you are no longer that loser ... YOUR AN EVEN BIGGER ONE !!

James Eagle stares at Scorpion

JE:...

JE: The SAS is no established faction. There is...what... two of you and a dinner lady? All it takes is for one of you to be taken out and the SAS is no longer. That's where you come into the plan. As you already know, we have our match, a singles match, which is very much different from your beloved brawls. Would you like to know what happens? Want to hear the spoilers?

D: Let me take this. I'll tell it to you straight, something you're clearly not. James Eagle is quite frankly a better singles wrestler than you and many others. He dominated the man standing beside me just yesterday. And that is why he's here. Eagle will do the same to you next week, as he did last night, dominate, destroy and demolish. The three D's. But that's not the end. Once the ref counts his a haon, a dó, a trí, and Eagle has claimed his rightful gold, we will make sure you don't come back fit for a rematch. 

JE: I got this. I will remain champion for eternity. Nobody will even challenge me for it. It would be an insult to so much as say anyone deserves a match. Oh, and what's with that flag? Going somewhere nice?

S: James you may have beaten me in a singles match but ive put you through a table twice!! what make you think i wont again?? even if you win you wont be a worthy champion as you bought your way to the title and thats why no one respects you and im sure these two parasites will realize this eventually ...

S: your saying im not straight denzel? you have noticed your the one taking orders from a man?? and following him around?? and are starting a gay club? .... what the hell is Uryu doing here james ??

S: you wont beat me even if you where dreaming because i know you fear me you fear that i will get involved in your career that i will stop you take thing from you ..... and that fear is a fear that will never go away from your tiny mind James !!

(Denzel charges into the room at The Scorpion, but is held back by Eagle.)

D: You! You dare call me a bender. Consider your claim denied. Just because you happen to have the only woman in 6WF on your side, it doesn't mean everyone else bats for the other side! I'm just doing my job. You know? Where you do some work and earn money? 

(Denzel steps back, allowing Eagle to relax a bit.)

JE: Now he's had his word, let me get this clear. The higher powers only care about the people they like and money. Seeing as they don't like me, how else was I meant to get a title match. Tell me that! While you're at it, tell me why you don't listen. You put me through those tables because you had a porn-star with his dong so far up your piping, there was no other option. This time, there will be no horny beasts involved, trying to ensure I don't win. You will finally be exposed for what you truly are and I for one am going to enjoy seeing that.

(Eagle picks up a rock from the nearest table and throws it near The Scorpion's feet.)

JE: Just you wait. Just you wait!

(He turns around and ushers his men out of the locker room. Denzel can be heard cackling as the door slams shut.)

*Uryu steps inbetween both James Eagle and Scorpion*

Uryu: Guys guys calm down now, save it for the ring! Scorpion, you are a bit of an idiot aren't you? You are making enemies left and right with that big mouth of yours and if you think that Saint will bail you out of tough situations every time then you are sadly mistaken.

James, I could say the same about you, your mouth gets you into trouble as well , if you think you should talk, make it important and none of the bull I have heard you spew recently, focus on who is after you and save your actions for the ring!

*Uryu walks off sighing*

S: Ah he does speak .... Uryu when did you start Bailing to the Money Train? i may have made enemies left and right and sure Saint wont rescue me ... Maybe Chaos will maybe Cassuis will .... maybe .... but im sure i wont need it but James will as thats what he hired you for !

the other wrestlers are seen watching the argument go on

S: Cant you see James you have lost all the friends which you had disturbing them if you wanted to talk so badly why not invite me to a private Boat or something since your money does the talking !!

Uryu: Money? you think this is about money Scorpion? you couldn't be more wrong! I agree with the princable of competition but the way the board is behaving in picking its challengers is silly but I guess you won't comment on that. Me and James have an understanding.

*Uryu smiles a little*

Uryu: If Saint interferes in your match against James...I WILL STOP HIM, understood?

JE: Actually, I'm all done here. You wont be getting near any of my possessions, nae my boats. The only thing of mine you can have for the time being is that title over there.

(Scorpion points to it questionably.)

JE: Yeah, that's right. The hardcore title it rightfully mine and come this Thursday, it will finally come into MY possession.

(Eagle laughs.)

JE: Come on guys. Let's get out of here.

(Eagle and Denzel push through the nearby crowds, as Uryu stands by the door.)

Scorpion and jessica watch as Eagle , denzel slowly walk away while Uryu stands at the door

S: Uryu tell me why your helping that @** ?

S: so what if Saint interferes? James cheated to get the match its what he right fully deserves !!

MJ: yeah why would you be helping him?? why not help us ?? we could make you an offer which you cant refuse

*Uryu smiles a little*

Uryu: Scorpion, i am not interested, last time we talked you jumped me from behind and laid me out...you think i'm going to fall for that again?

*he sips his cup of water*

Uryu: It may not make sense now but it will later. I do however want to see the outcome of your next few matches to advise James. See you later Scorp.

*Uryu walks away slowly*

Scorpion gives Eagle a evil stare

Scorpion: James ..... we had a great match where I BEAT YOU!!!

James looks annoyed

Scorpion: another great match where I WON AGAIN!!!

Scorpion: The More that i beat you the more you Beg!!

Scorpion: And Now you Bleed !!!

Scorpion: ALL of this B***S*** is starting to make me Angry

Eagle looks extremely angry

Scorpion: on Thursday there will be no mercy!! There will be blood the blood of an eagle!!!

JE....

(Eagle looks at The Scorpion as thiugh he is mentally troubled.)

JE: That made no sense. At all. Bye now!

(Eagle smiles and walks off)

MW: I'm told that Edan Ekram, who hasn't been seen since his PPV loss, has just pulled up outside the arena.

RJ: You've to feel for the boy, he and Dubois seemed so confident going in to Against The Wall.

MW: No sympathy from me. Ever since he won that smalltime competition he's just bragged about that and backed nothing up.

RJ: Sometimes you're just- Oh, I'm told Clarissa has managed to grab a few words with Edan.

The shot changes to Clarissa standing backstage, beside her stands Edan Ekram, tall enough to see over her head, he looks down the corridor before turning to the camera.

Clarissa: Edan, the first time you've been seen in the 6wF arena since your defeat against the Soldiers of Fortune. Did your disappointment keep you away?

Edan grimaces, obviously still hurting from his defeat.

Edan: I wouldn't say I was so ashamed I daren't show my face in the 6wF arena, but I felt like it was best to take a few days away reflect on Against The Wall. I was pretty gutted about losing, if I didn't feel that way I'd quesiton what I was doing in this company. I was mainly gutted because Jerome and I had built this up to be our moment where the French Element started their era as Tag Team Champions. We both thought that it was achievale as well, in the weeks before we commented a lot. But I suppose looking back that it was all just arrogance wrapped up in such a way that hid the reality- we thought we were better wrestlers than they were and the lack of experience wouldn't make a difference.

Clarissa: So you still stand by being better wrestlers than the Soldiers of Fortune?

Edan: Of course. It'll take more than one loss for me to doubt my ability. I still stand by that Jerome and I are two supremely talented athletes; if we weren’t then we wouldn’t have turned so many heads in our time in 6wF. What cost us at Against The Wall was our lack of tag team experience. It’s perfectly alright to spend weeks of preparation time learning about each other’s greatest strengths and weaknesses, but unless you can put that in to a match situation then you’ll never get the experience you need.

Clarissa: The French Element continues then?

Edan nods and smiles.

Edan: One day, and probably one day soon, The French Element will be 6wF Tag Team Champions. It’s a case of using the time until the next PPV wisely, we want to get as many tag team matches under our belt as we can.

Clarissa: You’ll be pleased to know you are in a tag team match this week on Lockdown. The French Element and Perfect Jack take on the Church of Hero and LPL.

A smirk appears on Edan’s face as Clarissa reveals his opponents.

Edan: La Pulga Loco? The guy who’s only reputation in 6wF is being the personal ass kisser of Danny McGraw? But putting him to one side, it’ll be good to go up against Marshall and Crime Lord. As far as I’m concerned they’re the only people in mine and Dubois’ way to challenging for the titles again. I have a feeling that they’ll be seeing us as their obstacles as well.

Clarissa: And the third man on your team, Perfect Jack...

Edan: Jack is one of the truly great wrestlers in 6wF. It’ll be a great honour for me to share the ring with two exceptional partners, and an even bigger treat for the fans to take in what will be a wrestling masterpiece of epic proportions.

Clarissa: A little OTT, Edan?

Edan: You think? I think it’s a bold claim but when there are three excellent wrestlers going up against a strong tag team lumbered with a halfwit then we have every reason to be confident. Some say my confidence may have cost us the tag team titles, but only a fool loses confidence after one match. I still haven’t been made to submit or suffered a pinfall since I graduated from Next Gen. I’m going to start showing now why the French Element deserve another shot at the tag team gold! See you around Clarissa.

Edan walks off down the corridor with a bit of spring in his step; the shot fades back to a commentary desk view of RJ and MW.

RJ: Well Edan Ekram certainly seems intent on not letting that loss at the PPV put him down.

MW: More fool him, he doesn’t have a chance against the Church of Hero.

*Uryu is looking at James Eagle and Denzel annoyed. He walks around them sighing*

Uryu: What was that? What the hell was that!? You walk right up to his locker room, start shooting your mouths off and then walk away like you are from Fox News not giving a damn!

*Uryu paces around a little nervous*

Uryu: Now we will have Saint coming around here and he will most likely stir up trouble which will result in a war with me in the middle! I respect Saint, he has done it all and I am one of the few people he has ever faced. If It ever does happen then I want to face Saint out of respect of his ability and not because you two clowns descided to stir up some trouble with his buddy Scorpion!

*He sighs and sits down on a bench*

Uryu: If Saint does show up here let me do the talking as I am most likely able to calm him down where as you two would most likely punch him!

(Young is sitting on a bench in his locker room talking to himself out loud when a lone cameraman walks into the room)

JY: So, did I teach him a lesson? Did I knock some since into Big Al? No... NO! I didn't win, there was not enough pain delivered in that match. I will settle that this time I promise. And Uryu, I hate you, I hate what your about, everything about you pisses me off!

Crowd Cheer: We Want Uryu; Jason Sucks!

JY: When Young and McManus team up, there will be no stopping our power! Watch out Uryu and Lustley, you will Burn in Hell!

Young pushes cameraman away and lies on his bench to take a nap

The camera cuts to an area backstage where the wrestler’s lockers rooms are situated. All that is shown however is an empty corridor with several boxes used to store some of the equipment. The image stays the same until the opening of a door can be heard and the camera shuffles slightly to see the door open. Nobody exits for a moment before a hooded man exits through the door and the camera begins to move towards the man.

Clarissa suddenly appears from behind the camera and begins to chase the unknown man.

“Excuse me, excuse me.”

The hooded man sharply looks behind him before starting to pick up the pace but is eventually caught up with by Clarissa. The hooded man is quickly revealed to be Rapture who doesn’t look too pleased.

“Can I get the inside information to what just went on behind that door Rapture? I wouldn’t normally be chasing you like that but that wasn’t your locker room you exited from back there.”

“You know what Clarissa, I am more than happy to divulge into what happened behind that door. I won’t go into the nitty gritty of it but I am more than happy to let you know that my latest sinister plot is slowly beginning to get up to speed. The first steps into the most shocking story line that will have ever been seen in 6WF have been made.

There is a specific member of this roster that should be looking around every corner. He should be looking behind his shoulder whenever there is an unfamiliar noise or presence because I am going to make him suffer for every sin he has ever committed. I promised on the first day of the Rapture that a new dawn will begin and I will do anything in my power to make that happen. For now, I am just going to enjoy watching him suffer.

Now, if you don’t mind I have a match to prepare for so I will say my goodbyes.”

With that Rapture swiftly turns from Clarissa and walks up the corridor. Clarissa then stands into shot and begins to speak.

“Well, as we have just heard there are grime times in store for one member of the 6WF roster. We can’t be sure what is going to happen but someone really should be looking over their shoulder.”

I am Perfection hits the arena speakers as Jack walks out onto the stage. His theme music dies down as he begins to speak.

PJ: At Against the Wall I came very close to defeating Hero to claim the Undisputed title. I know deep down in my heart that I can beat Hero to become the Undisputed champion. I deserve a re-match. I deserve it there's no one that can dispute that.

At Lockdown I team with Dubious and Ekram against Murdoch, Crime Lord and La Pulga Loco. I find myself teaming with potential tag team champions. I hope they win the titles one day as they are a deserving duo. But at Mayhem I want no mistakes. I want 100% from my team because I want the victory.

Hero, you haven't seen the last of me, I am still thirsty for Undisputed Gold and I will not stop until drink from the fountain of undisputed gold because my thirst is unquenchable. You may have beaten me a few times but remember this, Perfection doesn't stop.

I am Perfection blasts out of the arena speakers as the crowd cheers Jack's name.

Miss Jessica scans the locker room with a look of disbelief in Eagle, Uryu and Denzel's wake. She looks down at the floor at the rock that was thrown at Scorpion’s feet.

Miss Jessica : Seriously… how many times do I have to tell people not to bring rubble into my locker room? It’s SO messy… like clutter city in here.

She kicks it away then leans down slowly to dust off her shoe.

Scorpion : You’re always saying that you’d love to bring Rock back to your locker room – so I brought you some back from Turkey. I didn’t know that idiot Eagle would use it as a projectile.

Miss Jessica looks at Scorpion incredulously

Miss Jessica : Are you for real? I mean Dwayne Johnson you muppet! And believe me, he wouldn’t just be sitting on the table looking pretty if he was back here…. Seriously… like… you wouldn’t get me off him.

Jessica licks her lips then smiles as she wanders over to the Turkish flag that Scorpion hung up.

Miss Jessica : Hey hun… I’m going to need to borrow this.

The Scorpion looks at her confused as she unpins it from the wall and runs it through her fingers feeling the fabric.

Miss Jessica : This new guy… Denzel. He likes to accuse people of being gay it would seem.

Jessica’s eyes narrow mischievously, and her lips curl into a sly smile

Miss Jessica : I’ve got a little theory I’d like to test out.

Jessica takes the flag and leaves the locker room. Scorpion watches her go then leans down and picks up the rock, dusting it off then putting it back on the table.

Miss Jessica is peering around a corner and she sees Denzel enter a locker room on his own. Jessica quickly appears from around the corner and the crowd whoop as they she is wearing nothing but the Turkish flag wrapped around her. She stands outside Denzel’s locker room for a moment of preperation and pulls her hair down over one shoulder. She knocks on the door and after a moment Denzel opens it, looking shocked.

Denzel : What are you doing here?

Miss Jessica walks past him, through the door, stroking his forearm as she does. Then she jumps up onto a table and crosses her legs to protect her modesty.

Miss Jessica : I could ask you the same thing?

Jessica reaches over to a bowl of grapes, takes one and eats it as Denzel closes the door behind him.

Miss Jessica : Because D… I’ve heard you give your blah-de-blah-de-blah in the ring once already tonight. Then you have the audacity to come to MY locker room and give your blah-de-blah again, like, without so much as an introduction - which is totally rude in itself. And despite you totally wasting my time twice tonight, at the end of the day, I have no idea what you want.

Denzel takes a step towards her and goes to speak, but she leans forward and puts a finger to his lips

Miss Jessica : You seriously don’t want to waste my time for a third time D.

She waits for a moment, staring at him challengingly, then drops her finger.

Miss Jessica : So what are YOU here for? Are you really here to protect that freako Eagle from himself? Because honestly, I’ve seen him in the ring and he’s like, SO bad that even if he was a danger to himself, he probably wouldn’t have the strength to do any damage anyway.

Jessica giggles and twirls a strand of hair

Miss Jessica : So I totally don't buy that one. So is it that you are you here to label everyone as not straight?

I hope not, because I see a lot of potential in a big guy like you, but as gimmicks go that’s like lame beyond belief. Only like, total losers call each other gay for kicks. And if you ask me, the people who do it probably got some total insecurities about it themselves.

That’s not you is it Big D?

Miss Jessica leans forward with a seductive smile, her flag dress teasing to reveal too much of her chest – but not quite.

Miss Jessica : Is it? Or are you here for the fame… the fortune… and the girls D? Because we can easily come to an arrangement where you walk away with at least two of those right here, right now, and after tonight's unfortunate disagreements, we never have to cross paths again.

She puts her hands on Denzel’s chest and runs a finger down his torso

Miss Jessica : (whispered sensually) .. and leaving with two out of three really ain’t bad in a dog-eat-dog world like 6WF Denzel.

Denzel nods his head approvingly then Jessica’s expression changes as she pokes him away with her sharp nail

Miss Jessica : Or are you here to threaten to destroy the SAS?

Because you will like… SO regret it if that’s the case.

You don’t like the odds of two out of three? Well you try and take down the SAS and you will leave here with absolutely nothing like that loser Eagle. I guarantee it. I have that power, I have that influence to make sure you stay exactly what you are right now... a nobody.

Miss Jessica leans back on the table casually and smiles confidently at Denzel

Miss Jessica : Its your choice D. But either way... just know there is a lot more behind the curtain. A lot more than meets the eye...

She playfully tugs at her flag dress

Miss Jessica : ... that I could easily reveal with a little um…. persuasion.

She licks her lips playfully, then leans back forward aggressively, scowling

Miss Jessica : And a hell of a lot more to deal with behind that arena curtian than just Saint and Scorpion - that I could just as easily reveal… if persuaded by some no-name joker like you threatening MY dynasty!

D: Woah. You aren't confusing me with that scumbag, Lustley, are you? Because I don't just jump into bed with some flag-wearing whore. 

Miss Jessica looks back at Denzel, shocked.

D: That is what you were suggesting, right?

MJ: Don't get ahead of yourself, D.

D: Oh I won't. Well I'm no mind reader, but I think it's pretty obvious what you want. Otherwise, it would appear you are giving off ALL the wrong signals. You wouldn't want that now would you?

MJ: Shhhh...

Miss Jessica puts a finger on Denzel's lips and unhooks a button on his shirt. He steps back.

D: Look, as beautiful as you are... 

Miss Jessica giggles.

D: I'm here to protect James Eagle. To ensure his safety. He has a lot of something that needs guarding. No, not condoms, not drugs. His money makes him a liability...

Miss Jessica interrupts.

MJ: Did you just like... mention condoms?

D: What if I did?

MJ: Oh. No reason.

D: Anyway. I'm here to do my job. I wouldn't want to break you away from The Scorpion or whoever you choose to side with. The problem is... my job also involves taking instructions from my boss. And if that means I have to upset you, then... well, I have to. It's not my choice, nor my preference. But I'm here to make a living. If that means hurting someone or even yourself, then I'm terribly sorry. Like I said, it ain't my choice...

D: But err, what James and your dynasty don't know can't hurt them.

Denzel rips the last few buttons off his shirt and drops it behind him onto the floor. He spreads his arms to his side and leaves himself open for Miss Jessica to take.

Miss Jessica smiles mischievously and giggles, but her expression quickly sours and she looks at Denzel’s naked torso with disgust.

Miss Jessica : Oh my god. Do you really think I’m here for a social call Denzel? Are you really that stupid that you don’t realise what this is? I’m not a total desperado you know?

Jessica jumps off the table and readjusts her flag making it more decent, taking a step towards Denzel who towers over her shrunken frame due to being bare footed.

Miss Jessica : This is business honey. Seriously… even if I WAS into putting myself about for mere pleasure, as if I would rock up at your door.

Jessica giggles to herself again then shakes her hair out

Miss Jessica : Now seeing as we don’t have a deal here, and believe me – that is SOOOOO your loss, I suggest you spend the rest of the evening like a total freakazoid, stood-up loser like you usually would, at home with some DVD’s to get your kicks.

Why don’t you try “The Best of The Saint Volumes 1 and 2” and “Enter The Scorpion” to see just exactly what you’re up against.

Miss Jessica is antagonistic now, right beside Denzel and she snorts with mock laughter

Miss Jessica : As if a bozo loner like you could possibly upset me. Get over yourself already. Like… what planet are you on?

But just in case you “have to hurt me”… because it’s “your job”. I suggest you take out “The Best of Cassius Zhi” too, and maybe think twice about that little threat.

A sly smile spreads across Jessica’s face as she starts to walk back towards the door. She opens it slightly ajar and leans up against the edge, with her bare leg wrapped around suggestively, biting her lip and looking Denzel up and down one more time.

Miss Jessica : As for your other "little threat" (she looks down at him and wiggles her flittle finger), you're right - what James doesn’t know can’t hurt him. But what you don’t know because you’ve never experienced it can play on your mind for the rest of your life.

Anyone can earn money from any number of sources. But this…

Jessica points to herself

Miss Jessica : … is priceless. And once in a lifetime!

Jessica swings her hair then goes to walk out of the locker room

Miss Jessica : I assume you know where my office is since you so rudely barged in earlier. Don’t do that again… I wouldn’t want you to catch me indecent or something. That would be like, SO ungentlemanly.

But if you reconsider our little deal, call ahead and I can easily arrange for my SAS to be... you know... out on manouvres or whatever.

Denzel looks embarrassed as he is ushered out through the door by Miss Jessica.

D: Err... Well, I was only joking. Yeah. I was kidding you anyway.

Denzel looks shifty. His voice tremors as he speaks.

D: It's not like I actually thought you were going to, you know.

MJ: Know what?

Denzel looks her up and down, biting his lip. She spots a noticeable bulge in his trousers.

D: Look, if there's anything you want, we can organise a deal for you.

Denzel looks around to see if anyone is watching.

D: I have more access to Eagle and his possessions than you and even he may think.

Miss Jessica stops pushing him out listens in. He checks the corridor once again.

D: You know those "mental attacks" James claims to be the victim of? 

Denzel waits for one of the backstage staff to walk past before continuing.

D: I'm the last person he'd suspect, right?

He laughs.

D: Who else would have the key to his locker room? You'd better not say a word about this. I'm just saying. I can get you a bit of cash in exchange for a bit of... let's say 'fun'? 

Miss Jessica rolls her eyes.

MJ: OMG! You are SO desperate. 

She pushes him out of the room, before remembering the bulge.

MJ: Oh, I almost forgot. Is that a bag of Eagle's money in your pants or are you just happy to see me?

He looks down to see the lump, before turning bright red. Miss Jessica giggles, as Denzel scampers off covering his crotch.

Miss Jessica walks back into her locker room where The Scorpion is still sat reading a magazine. She walks straight past him laughing to herself.

Miss Jessica : You worry about Eagle and Uryu, Scorpy. I'm all over that Denzel.

Thanks for the flag sweetie.

Jessica whips the flag off and drops it to the floor as she walks straight into the shower block.

(The lights in the arena go down and a single spotlight appears on the ramp. A figure has his back turned to the audience. He then lets out a piercing laugh drawing boos from the crowd before the light goes out and the word DESTINY is whispered over the sound system. This word echoes through the arena as the crowd continue to boo. Suddenly their boos are drowned out by "Its an Omen". The searchlights then roam as the music switches to "Granite" before the green pyro goes off and Chaos turns round on the spot he was on earlier. He smiles at the crowd who boo back. He slowly makes his way down the ring before sliding in and taunting the fans. He then raises the microphone to his lips)

C: (Whispering) Destiny.

(Crowd boos)

C: Oh do you not hear it then? For it is calling to me, screaming my name. Urging me to claim it. And we all know that I will. For too long this company has been held to ransom by a washed up has been known as Herbert. He has forced McGraw to go along with his wishes. Any threat was forced into the shadows, a tournament to become the Fight for the Right holder was fixed and then our self proclaimed lord inserted himself into the undisputed championship match. Lucking out with a victory to proclaim himself king of the mountain. But even with this I respected you Herbert. Respected what you had achieved. Even after you assembled your Church and stole my thunder. No one can argue that your church was the most dominant group in sports entertainment history.

(Crowd: COH Sucks!)

C: But what went wrong Herbert? Did you perchance start to actually believe the *beep* that was coming out of your mouth? Did you believe that you were the greatest in the world, greater than the True Prophet? If we turn the clocks back just a few months you were riding high. Truly untouchable. You and your merry men held all the titles. You were the gods of this company and arguably the entire business. Yet now only you remain. Lets dive a little deeper shall we, in fact lets go member by member of your pathetic little tribe.

(Chaos gets out a little piece of paper)

C: Xeres, Vlad and Zakky Spencer. The runts of the litter, if I'm honest I'd forgotten they were still employed. In fact have they ever won a match?

Next up we have your beloved Tag Champions. Oops, excuse me I mean one half of the ex tag champions and another washed up has been who has been brainwashed by your holiness. How you doing Clarke James? Never mind, I think we're supposed to forget him. Marshall Murdoch and Crime Lord. Last seen losing their belts to the Soldiers of Fortune (Crowd cheers at the name) before losing their dignity being beaten by Frosty the Snowman over in that pathetic excuse for a company 6CW. Its not looking great right now is it Herbert?

But it gets better. Rapture up next. A man who many have drawn comparisons with your True Prophet himself. At the peak of your powers he was the Freeweight champion, also known as the aaw bless championship. Yet his title reign lasted how long? Sorry I blinked and missed it. I mean its almost as bad as Scorpions, not quite as bad mind you given he's currently having his *beep* handed to him by James Eagle. (Chaos laughs) James Eagle! The man who tried to pay me into sharing some of my talent. Mind you who wants to see James Eagle vs Scorpion, we saw it on 6NG and it was rubbish then. Well I say we did, all four of you dedicated, or delusional, fans out there who sat through that drivel week in week out watched that match. And the four of you are now 'Scor-peons'. (Chaos laughs) Sounds a bit gay to me and thats coming from a Brighton lad. Oh what was my point, oh yeah Rapture. He lost his title to another 6NG reject, Longinus. A man who you know well don't you your "Godliness". Your own ex rookie defeating your new favourite boy toy, how embarrassing for you. Mind you not quite as embarrassing as it was for poor old Rapture.

Which leaves us at you doesn't it Herbert. The only member of the once dominant church to still hold a title. Well I say hold, keep warm for when destiny strikes is more apt wouldn't you agree?

(Crowd boos)

C: Thursday 25th August 2011. The day that the New Breed ascends to the top of the company. The day that the True Prophet realises his destiny. The day that you are left beaten and broken left to rue your mistakes and crawl your way back to Jessica and Austin. I will be crowned the Greatest

(Crowd boos)

C: Greatest Undisputed Champion in the world. On Thursday all you parasites will bow down to your True Prophet,

Tick

Tick

Boom!

(On boom the word Destiny is whispered through the loud speakers once more and Chaos poses on the top rope as Granite plays out)

Granite suddenly stops and is replaced by a slow hand clapping that echoes throughout the arena. The titantron suddenly bursts into life, showing the message

‘A message from the Church of Hero’

The clapping is now drowned out by a chorus of boos, as the message disappears Marshall Murdoch is shown sat at his 6WE desk, the title ‘6WE Chief Operating Officer’ is shown at the front of Marshall’s desk.

MM: ‘Very good little man, very good. You enjoy your moment in the spotlight, your moment in our Lordships spotlight, your moment in the Church’s spotlight.’

‘Your little rant just then has created some rap sheet for yourself, blasphemy? Check. Taking the lords name in vain? Check. Coveting your neighbour’s ox? Well, it’s only a matter of time.’

‘You claim that Danny McGraw is protecting Hero? How ignorant can you be? You’ve obviously been taken in by the propaganda and the lies that McGraw has been feeding everybody for the past few months. The real truth Gregers, the real truth is that you are at the head of a companywide conspiracy.’

‘It is undeniable that there is some form of anti Church agenda going on, let’s examine the facts, firstly you get to pick and choose when you receive your title shot. How is that fair? Can anybody do that? Just declare they want a title shot next week, and it happen? No, it’s only because you are facing Hero, and we all know McGraw is desperate to get that title away from the Church’s hands, as he is scared of what power we hold.’

‘Then there’s Rapture, and the joke of a way he lost the freeweight title. He was placed into a match with a man who was clearly unstable, a man with a vendetta, nothing to lose and a screw loose. There is no way a responsible employer should allow one of his top employees into such a situation, and McGraw will find that out when a summons appears through his post any day soon.’

‘Then there’s myself, overlooked for the likes of meh he’s alright Jack and McGraw’s laundry maid, banished to the B leagues, not included on a 6WF pay per view when the likes of Uryu and McManus were given free reign, I could go on... And then when you think thing’s can’t get any more crooked, look at this week’s card.’

‘There are two title matches, yet one man pinned a champion last week. Me. I pinned Saint 1,2,3 last week, where’s my title shot? You can apparently waltz into the arena and demand a title shot, whilst James Eagle can seemingly bribe our ever so bent chairman into a hardcore title match.’

‘So where’s my title shot then, denied by anti-Church bias, and I’m getting sick of it. I have every right to a European title match, my grandmother’s from Luxembourg for Hero’s sake, you know the famous Murdoch’s of Luxembourg? My flesh and blood, and they would be all so proud of their little boy getting his just rewards.’

‘But no, overlooked once again, for the likes of you. Come COHdown you will feel the full anger of the Church, you will know what it’s like to be completely out of your depth, and you know what it is like to be humiliated on a national scale.’

‘But I will pray for Hero to have mercy on your soul’

The lights in the arena fade to black as Chaos still stands in the centre of the ring.

Here Comes the King begins to echo out from the speakers and a spotlight shoots up to the rafters where Hero stands with the 6WF World Title around his waist. He leaps off and zips down a wire to land in the centre of the ring. He unclips himself and catches a mic thrown to him from a stagehand.

H: Did the mouse roar?

What’s up Chaos, standing there chest all puffed out, adrenalin surging through your veins, you feel the rush do you? What it takes to be this? A World Champion?

Can you cope with it? The expectation, the demands, the photo shoots, the autographs, the interviews. Being the face of the company on each and every promotion?

Will you blossom in the role? Will you suddenly become the man, the guy that each and every person backstage opens doors for? That they bow lower to? That they carry bags for?
Or will you crack under the pressure?
Will you suddenly realise that with the belt comes the demands of a champion, that you cannot cope with it. That you fall back on what you’ve done your entire career.

Copying those better than you.

See for months now you’ve been mimicking me, the persona, the following, the gimmick, it’s all pretty much a poor imitation of the real deal.
It’s flattering though, it’s like how a toddler copies their parent, they learn what is right and wrong, they get their morale compass, their knowledge of the world through the guidance of those around them.

But what happens Chaos when you become the parent?
What happens if you become World Champion?
Who do you then look up to?
Who do you then turn to for inspiration?
For leadership?
For guidance?
You’ll be alone, you’ll have to walk on your own two feet, you have to go out into that big dark scary world without being able to fall back on ‘What would Hero do?’

See you go on about all these fans in the arena being parasites.
But the only parasite is you Chaos.
Without the parent host, without Hero you’re nothing, if you have nothing to feed off then you simply die.
Well Hero is cutting that parental bond on Thursday.
Hero is kicking you out to fend for yourself.
You’ll have to make yourself famous.

Fireworks go off atop the stage, as the cameras pan the packed out arena for this novelty contract signing. Inside the ring, RJ is stood, suited and booted. He stands beside a table, which itself is topped with two white documents mounted onto blood-red clipboards.

RING ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Birmingham, where we are about to host the contract signing for the Hardcore Championship match this Thursday. Out first is a man who could be facing his final opportunity. After two failed attempts at The Scorpions's title, he is desperate to make it a win this time around. At the third time of trying, please join me in welcoming the challenger... James Eagle!

'Burn Burn' hits and 'The Golden One' immediately makes his way out down to the ring, seemingly in a hurry to get the show over and done with. He walks at a brisk pace and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Eagle raises both arms, as he gets to his feet, but is met with an echoing chorus of boos. He pulls a few sheets of money out from his pocket, before waving it to the crowd mockingly. After neatly placing the notes on the table in front of him, the challenger turns around to face the entrance.

MW: I hope Scorpion kicks that coward's sorry little ass.

RJ: At the very least, could you show some respect please, Michael?

MW: Respect? Someone who bought his way into this match doesn't deserve a cookie, never mind respect! Thats just insane.

RJ: I see where you're coming from and it's not like I actually like the guy, but you have to agree with his point. He's never lost one on one against the Hardcore champ and he feels he deserves more than what he got.

MW: Well now he's got it. Let's hope he's grateful about it.

The ring announcer brings the microphone back up to his mouth, but Eagle's right hand comes in and covers the object. He picks one up off the table and begins to speak.

JE: Let me do the honours. 

Eagle clears his throat, before putting on an announcer-type voice.

JE: And your champion, most probably accompanied by Miss 'Red Light District' Jessica, he is the human arthropod... The Scorpion!

'Barbie Girl' hits and The Scorpion comes out to a rather more pleasant reaction, though still drowning in abuse. His hardcore title is wrapped around his waist and he wears it proudly.

MW: The Scor-Peons appear to have cone in force tonight. I'm one, for sure.

RJ:

He walks down to the ring, closely followed by his 'accomplice', Miss Jessica. Entering the ring via the steps, they approach the far side of the table, as Eagle watches closely. The announcer calls for another chair from ringside, but 'The Golden One' instead lifts his up and places it firmly down on the other side of the table. Miss Jessica and Scorpion take a seat each without so much as batting an eyelid, both closely on James Eagle. Eagle remains standing on the other side of the table having sacrificed his own chair, but holds a powerful stance, as he towers over the table. He smirks for a second, before turning his back and clicking his fingers toward the entrance. As he turns back to the table, a huge figure steps out onto the stage.

MW: It's Denzel! I was wondering where he'd got to.

Miss Jessica giggles to herself, as Denzel enters the ring and tries to avoid making eye contact with her.

JE: You thought I'd forgotten had you? You can have this tart with you, Scorpion, but I'll have the beast watching my back. Not much of a contest really, now is it? Nothing funny is going down tonight, Scorps. I'm saving it all for the ring this Thursday and I trust you'll do the same. Now... if you don't mind, I'd like a pen.

Eagle looks back at Denzel, who hands him a fountain pen.

JE: So where do I sign? Let's get this out of the way.

Scorpion stares at Eagle before he begins to laugh

Scorpion: You Coward having an enforcer in your match? are you scared James that ill kick your sorry little ass all the way to Telford?

Crowd Boo

Scorpion: Not only that how many chances have you had at my title ? and every single time you have lost!! even with your Rainbow club you will fail!

Scorpion: and all so James lets make a deal? if you lose you go back to the start of the line to face me ! and its a long line !!!

Crowd Boo as James Stares at Scorpion with anger while Jessica Winks at Denzel who tries to control his emotions as James looks at him

Scorpion: And James who did you pay this time to change my theme? you pathetic parasite !

Scorpion: Your Mind Games are Pathetic Try playing them one more time and your going to get lost in the Desert !

Scorpion Grabs the Fountain Pen from James and Chucks it in to the crowd

Scorpion: Lets make things a little bit more Interesting?

The Crowd Pop

JE....

JE: No let's not. I'm here to sign the contract for a match that I truly deserve. If I cant beat you this time, then there is no future in this division. If you're the best, the most hardcore there is in the company, then god help us. Because that's the thing. You aren't the best. You aren't even the favourite. I am. Okay, maybe i pushed my odds down a little when i bet a small sum, but that's not the point. Im the best and I'm going to win. Deal. With. It.

JE: So where were we? Oh yes. The contract. Actually, something isn't quite right here. When I was told there would be an official contract signing for the match this Thursday, I had expected some kind of press conference, not... this! At the very least, they could have at least splashed out on a nice little rug to make it look the slightest bit respectable. Instead they just plonk a couple of steel chairs and a puny excuse of a table into the ring. This isn't a contract signing! Is this what they are these days? It's not as if money is hard to come by. I mean, look at me. I'm loaded!

JE: Pen please Denzel...

D: Sir, I already handed it over. Scorpion just hit someone in the eye with it.

Eagle sighs and looks back at Scorpion.

JE: How am I meant to sign now? You're such a... eurgh! No wonder they've got you coming out to Barbie Girl these days! And believe me when I say it: that had nothing to do with me! 

Eagle laughs. Scorpion looks back, slightly embarrassed.

JE: Pen anyone? 

The fountain pen comes flying back into the ring from the crowd, landing underneath the table. Both men look at each other, before childishly diving beneath the surface to get the pen first. The table flips over, as the future opponents scrap on the mat. 

RJ: I can believe this. They're fighting over a pen!

Scorpion starts taking advantage with flurries of right fists, before Denzel pulls him off and lifts his employer back to his feet. Eagle holds his lip in pain and picks up his contract, revealing the pen in his hand. He watches The Scorpion, who is being restrained by Miss Jessica, as he inserts his signature onto the paper.

Eagle completes the signing, before throwing the clipboard to the ground and watching to see what his opponent does in response.

Miss Jessica watches the stand off, then slowly leans down to pick up the clipboard and the pen. She runs the tip of the pen along her lip as she thinks for a moment, then grabs the microphone, standing beside Scorpion.

Miss Jessica : Hey Eagle. I know you’re starting to go a bit loopy and all… but if you think you’re here to sign up for a match that you DESERVE, I think you’ve totally gone and lost it.

Miss Jessica stares at him with sly narrowed eyes and a vindictive smile

Miss Jessica : You don’t DESERVE this match? Like…. Scorpion’s beaten you countless times already. I mean… come on Eagle - How many times does a loser have to lose before he gets the message around here?

Jessica turns around and giggles as she flicks her hair. She takes the pen and starts scribbling something on the side of the contract before turning back to face Eagle.

Miss Jessica : I don’t care how much money you have James… because it would take a lot of it, plus a few years of pills, hormones and surgery and whatever, for you to be able to command the power that I command in the 6WF board room. And if I wanted to… I could have that idiot Danny McGraw over-ruled and have you taken out of this match even quicker than it would take the C.O.O of 6WF to cu…. Well… you get the idea – not… very… long.

Jessica laughs again and twirls her hair with a manipulative smile. She runs her manicured finger along the paper contract and tears a strip where she had been earlier scribbling.

Miss Jessica : But whatever already, I’m so not going to do that. Because you may not DESERVE this rematch, I mean what is it, your second, third, fourth right? Like, if any other man kept coming back to my door begging for one more chance I’d have him arrested for being some sort of stalker, freako, weirdo. Like… know when you’ve been turned down already Hero!

I mean… like… Eagle.

Jessica nervously flicks her hair and shakes her head

Miss Jessica : Where was I?

Oh yeah. You may not deserve a rematch. You don’t even deserve this level of exposure. I mean, seriously? A contract signing? Like, how arrogant are you?

But you DO deserve an ass-kicking for what you just said about me LOSER! And you’re going to get that ass, like, so bad - from THE SCORPION!

Jessica gets right in Eagle’s face, scowling, her face reddening.

Miss Jessica : He told me backstage what he’s going to do to you on Lockdown, and I am like… SO excited already. Like you wouldn't believe.

So... very... excited.

Miss Jessica pouts and fans herself with her hand

Miss Jessica : So just sign the contract Scorpy!

Eagle stares at Scorpion viciously over Jessica’s shoulder. Jessica passes the contract and pen to Scorpion, then moves even closer towards Eagle and whispers something, causing Eagle to anger and bolt towards Scorpion. The two men go nose to nose as a referee tries to get between them.

Jessica smiles manipulatively then walks up to Denzel, out of view of the others. She takes the piece of paper she scribbled on and tore before, folds it up and slowly places it in Denzel’s pocket with a suggestive smile, before turning to face the others again – smiling to herself.

Denzel slips the paper out of his pocket to take a peak. All the while Eagle and Scorpion are basically headbutting each other at the opposite end of the ring. He unfolds it slightly and suddenly looks back at Jessica, confused.

D: A duck?

Miss Jessica giggles and chews on a strand of her hair.

MJ: Turn it over.

He flips it over and stares at the paper for a short while, before smiling and sliding it back into his pocket. Suddenly, he charges past Jessica and jumps in between the two rivals who remain nose to nose. He pushes Eagle back and goes up against Scorpion, before stepping back himself.

MW: Denzel might not win in a proper match, but judging by those arms I'm guessing he'd be happy to brawl.

Denzel picks up a microphone and holds Eagle by his shoulders.

D: Stop. Just think. You've been telling me to make sure there's no action tonight, but how am I supposed to enforce that if all you want to do is get in Scorpion's face. Just stay calm, relax. If you're still expecting me to get involved this Thursday, then you ought to stick to our original plan...

The crowd explode with boos and the sound if shock at hearing Denzel's last words. He looks around confused at why they suddenly boo'd. He then stops movin and drops his head into his hand. Denzel moves the microphone back to his mouth, but Eagle snatches it away.

JE: I think you've said enough. Scorpion, will you just sign that paper already. I don't know about you, but I'm pretty eager to get out of here, before that psycho bitch of yours goes and chops off my dick.

A Video begins to play.It shows Security Camera footage from inside a prison. In the main hall there's a gathering of prisoners, some guards spread out in the crowd and some others watching out for trouble or perhaps other guards. The Circle of men widens and we see two standing in the centre, Both with their Orange shirts on. One is wearing Jeans and a leather jacket with his and the other has a full jump suit on with the sleeves cut off and black tribal markings on his face.

The Bigger man in the jacket seems to be talking to the gathered crowd as we hear Logan Kincade’s voice speak over the video..

LK: Sometimes, we make mistakes, sometimes those mistakes are hard to come back from.....

As the big man talks the camera zooms in and we see two more men step into the middle of the circle. One of the guards can be seen taking bets, the only currency available is Cigarettes or Drugs. We see the two newer men square up as the man in the jumpsuit gets between them and talks to each of them in turn

LK: That guy with face paint is me.... Logan Kincade. The old me I suppose...

He slaps both men across the face before dropping a knife on the floor and stepping back into the crowd. The two men are seen fighting over the knife as if fighting for their lives...

LK: I would do what it took to survive, the same as anyone would right? Well no... if I'm honest, I did a lot more

The video flickers as we see Kincade and his bigger partner beating down on the winner of the fight as his opponent lays bleeding out on the floor. As the guards make their way back to their positions. Kincade takes the knife out of the hand of the winner and hands over a bag full of white powder before patting him on the shoulder and walking away....

LK: I didn't want to survive, I wanted power, I needed it, and so did my cell mate...

We see the two men walking down a hallway in the prison from the CCTV cam. The bigger man has his arm around the smaller man. They laugh together as they walk back into their cell, the door guarded from the outside as if they are Royalty with body guards.

Suddenly the video changes to an interview with a prisoner, He's beaten badly and the Police officer questioning him is trying to be nice because the man is obviously in some serious pain

Policeman: So tell me this, were these injuries sustained in an arranged fight?

Prisoner: No Comment

Policeman: This had nothing to do with the rumoured fighting ring in the prison?

Prisoner: No Comment

The image flickers to the prisoner taking the drugs that he was rewarded with and then back to the interview

Prisoner: Listen man, I don’t know about no Fighting ring, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Just let me get back to my cell to heal up. I’m tellin’ ya I fell down the stairs and caught my ribs on a few bars on the way down...

LK: We did run a fighting ring, and we did very good with it. Eventually the prison guards where as involved as most of the prisoners. The guy I looked to as a big brother was the man who got me involved in it, and we never looked back. Between the two of us we where unbeaten, we always said that the one thing we would never do is fight each other. No matter how much we had to stack the odds against ourselves...

The scene changes once again to the security camera from the main hall. This time it's the two main protagonists with a massive group of fellow prisoners behind them. Opposite them are four guards with batons, behind them is a group of guards. All whooping and cheering...

LK: One day, things changed...

The bigger man points towards two guards and beckons them to come fight him, they run at him, swinging away with their batons. Logan Kincade, on the other hand, doesn't give the guards time to think. He dives straight at them, Jumping on top of one and laying into him with a series of punches as the other stands and looks on in shock. He seems to realise that things aren’t going right and pulls out a handgun from inside his uniform. He draws the gun and stares down the sight, straight at the bigger man who is fighting, toe to toe with the two guards that came at him. Kincade looks up just in time to see this and jumps towards the guard. The gun goes off with a flash and then the camera cuts out, showing only darkness...

LK: I remember jumping at the guy with the gun, I mean, he was going to kill my best friend. Infact, my only friend. After that, I don’t remember anything. Until I got these tapes through my locker room door last week.....

The tape plays and it looks like footage from a hospital, The bigger man is sitting at a bedside. Inside the bed is Logan Kincade. His Face bandaged, and the bigger man takes his jacket off. We see a familiar tattoo on his arm as he stands and paces the room, clearly worried about Logan.

LK: I’m told that he was at my bedside for weeks, guilt I suppose. Its only now that I realise, he was as truly lost as I was... But there was a problem when I woke up...

All of a sudden Logan Kincade sits bolt upright in the bed and starts shouting although the camera picks up no sound. He argues with the bigger man before standing on the bed and diving off kicking him in the head....

LK: Apparently, I attacked him with no reason. He was trying to welcome me back to the land of the living and all I could do was Shout at him, calling him a villain... and saying that he was my arch-nemesis and had locked me up in a secret science lab. I took him by surprise and my first Kick broke his jaw, although I'd been unconscious for weeks and that was pretty much all I had the energy for..... Unfortunately...

Kincade kicks the man in the side of the head and knocks him down. Logan then slumps on the bed as the bigger man sees blood dripping from his mouth he seems to change. He stands up straight and roars before tipping Kincade’s bed on top of him and stomping away at it, He drags him out form underneath. Without even noticing that Logan is out cold he, picks him up and throws him at a wall. The wall gives way and Kincade’s limp body falls to the floor. And the man starts to kick away at it...

LK: I remember a little more now, He beat me to death, litterally, and he did it all while shouting 'Im your friend Logan'.

The image changes to the CCTV camera in the hallway and we get a close up of the man from behind standing over the limp body of Logan Kincade. We hear him say I’m sorry mate, but no one can be allowed to get away with doing that to The Blue Dragon.

The camera flickers to the other side and we see Blue Dragon standing over Logan Kincade, Blood dripping from his mouth. He looks genuinely sorry for what he's done, the scene fades to black as twenty or so policemen swoop in to apprehend Blue Dragon as he fights them off shouting 'Sorry' and roaring and anger.

LK: The man people knew as Logan Kincade was dead. The creature known as “The Captain” was born. The rest you know, I escaped from the mental hospital. And I made my way to the 6CWF.

Then last week, I had a match with The Blue Dragon... something I know he must have been dreading, the emotions it must have brought back to him, having to watch his former friend prance around like an idiot, no wonder he pretended not to know me...

Video of Blue Dragon delivering the Deathnote at Lockdown is shown in slow motion...

LK: But something happened, my memories began to return in flashes, I thought Blue was my enemy, instead of my friend. The fight at Lockdown was as brutal as you would expect a fight with Blue Dragon to be, when he hit the Deathnote, my brain just....clicked back into place. I was scared, I didn’t remember anything since the prison fight, and the guard with the gun...

...Blue Dragon was there for me, I see this now, I owe him one, I owe him more than one, but he also deserves a beating, he hit me unconscious then continued to hit me, no amount of “I’m Sorry” can make up for that, so when the time comes a rematch is in order but that is for another time, now I have a chance to rebuild my life, to show the world that I can do great things. Starting with Lockdown and John Marx, “The Herold” a guy with a big mouth, I don’t know you, no one knows you...BUT, no one knows me. They thought The Captain was crazy, they know nothing, I now know who I am and I am focused, which in other words means I am more dangerous than ever, and soon EVRYONE will know the true Logan Kincade.

James Eagle checks his watch, impatiently waiting for The Scorpion to sign.

Jessica picks up the contract and starts reading the small print, looking vaguely interested.

Clarissa is standing in the Arena car park when suddenly Chris Patricks drives up in his car rental, Chris steps out dressed in casual clothes and walks towards the entrance

Clarissa: Chris…Chris over here

Chris: Whats up Clarissa, hows things?

Clarissa: Going great at the moment, anyway I didn’t think I’d see you here tonight

Chris looks at her in a confused manner

Chris: Why not have I been fired?

Clarissa: No not at all, it’s just you’re not scheduled to fight tonight

Chris: And? I am an employee of 6CWF am I not?

Clarissa: Well…yeah

Chris: And is there not an Undisputed Heavyweight Match tonight?

Clarissa: I think everyone and the grandmother knows that

Chris: So why would I not show up, tonight one of two people are walking out of the ring as Champ and I have an invested interest on who that person is…weather it’s his “Holiness” Hero or the “Lost Prophet” Greg, because sooner or later im gonna get another shot at the title and I want to know who’s ass my foot is disappearing up, no if you excuse me beautiful I have some kids to meet and greet

Chris walks past Clarissa and into the entrance where he is greeted by his agent and the head of a local Charity

Jessica is seen giving James Eagle a Dirty Look

J: Did you just say that ? to me !!! you Freak i hope Scorpion like totaly smashes your face in

She then looks at Denzel while fidling with here hair

S: what ever you silly plan is Eagle .. it wont work because every plan you have tried has failed

JE: This one wont

S: sure your going to have Denzel come out and cost me the match blah blah very orginal its happened a millon times smart ass

jessica is seen giggling as the crowd Boo

S: your not very smart are you ? im pretty sure if any one is costing me it will be me paying for you injury claim

Crowd Boo

S: after ive put you through a table which will leave you disabled for the rest of your life

D: you wont be doing that to me or master James

Jessica winks at Denzel he slowley loses his focus and takes a step back while winking back and Jessica

S: oh is that so alfred ? i can see your master james coming to the ring in a mask and tights after all this conspricy crap !

James Eagle looks at Scorpion with an evil glare

S: and all so i appricate your threat of trying to scare me with that psyco know as Chaos .. how much did you pay him to kiss your ass ?

Eagle is seen getting up in to scorpion face as Denzel is seen trying to hold him back

D: Calm Down or you can forget about it

James Eagle looks at Denzel and sits back down in his chair

S: even if you do win James .. it wont be because you deserved it ... it will be because you have made a kiss my ass club socity and i wont be joining !
and ill get my title back because ill have a rematch clause which ill be able to use when ever , where ever i want you better watch your back beacuse your going to get lost in the desert

Jessica is seen still flirting with Denzel

S: Jessica

Jessica is still seen flirting with Denzel

S: 'COUGH'

J: oh sorry Scorpy im just really into.....Reading

S: Can I have a pen please

J: Sure

Jessica is seen getting a gold pen out of here pocket with the name Cassuis writen on the side of the pen she then licks to end of it and gives it to Scorpion

Scorpion signs the contract as 'I Won't Do What You Tell Me' begins to play out the sound system as Jessica and Scorpion leave the ring and stand near the tron where Scorpion lifts the title in the air the Scor-Peons begin to Cheer Loudly but the Boos Slowley are heared above them Scorpion is seen Mouthing the Words 'This is the last time you will see this James' while still holding the mic

James is seen going to sign the contract while having a go at Denzel

JE:...