6CWF Lockdown 29/3

Match 1
Fight for The Right Round 1
Logan Kincade vs James McManus

Match 2
Zane Altair vs Scorpion

Match 3
Fight for The Right round 1
Hobo vs The Dragon

Match 4
Nay Bother vs Longinus

Match 5
Fight for The Round 1
Max Adamson vs Trevor Swann

Match 6
Clarke James/JJ Johnson vs The Saint/Crime Lord

*Blue Dragon and Chaos face off

Main Event
Fight for The Right Round 1
Cassius Zhi vs Uryu

*Uryu is seen walking around backstage as several backstage helpers cheer for him as Uryu looks confused and nervous and he spots Clarissa drinking coffee*

Uryu: Hey Clarissa, whats with all of this cheering from the guys?

*She looks up and smiles at Uryu before pulling out a match card on her brand new Invisible George Foreman Mirror Wi Fi Tigger Plushie I Pad X ( Just get the old one folks )*

Uryu: Top billing? they cheer because I got my fourth main event match in four years?

*Clarissa looks suprised at Uryus blunt reaction*

Clarissa: Congratulations Uryu, but...

*Uryu sighs a little*

Uryu: How will I beat Cassius Zhi? I have absolutely no idea!

*Clarissa frowns and turns to walk away*

Uryu: Hold up Clarissa, let me explain, ok?

*She stops and turns around with a giddy grin on her face*

Uryu: If you recall my debut matches here, they were against Cassius Zhi. I lost in about two minutes in my first match and I kept trying out different tactics every time I asked to face him. Matches two, three and four were all losses to Cassius. I tried high flying, I tried brawling and I even tried an arial attack against him. He was getting sick of beating me up week after week but I went back one more time, the week after a PPV I believe and had one final match with him. I threw all my tactics out the window and just wanted to survive. He ripped me apart in the first few minutes and I barely kicked out. I then saw my chance as he was toying with me, I struck a quick DDT and all that did was make him mad. He beat me within an inch of my life and I just kept getting one lucky shot in. Finally, he had toyed with me long enough and wanted to end it. He picked me up and my legs would not work and I fell down, I couldn't even stand up and look him in the eye so as he bent down to pick me I somehow used whatever arm strength I had left and rolled him up for the win. As soon as that bell rang I lay there with the happiest grin I had on my face, I saw Cassius look down at me as he offered me a hand, he stomped on my stomach before kneeling down, grinning at me and saying " You stupid b*****d" as he punched me in the face before walking backstage. I didn't care about the pain or the suffering or the ridicule, I beat him and that was good enough.

*Clarissa smiles as Uryu sighs happily*

Uryu: That was four years ago and what have I done in that meantime? I became the European Champion, I lost many friends and gained allies, I won the tag team titles and I have loved every single moment of being here...well...except when I was, you know.

*Clarissa nods as Uryu looks around*

Uryu: Forget that though I have loved EVERY SINGLE MOMENT OF MY LIFE! From facing Mike Hill and Max Adamson, to my recent war with James McManus and fighting Logan Kincade. I have learned so much from being here and I will gladly share my experiences, my skills and my tips for surviving here with all these newcomers or anyone who asks! But that is just my side, what has Cassius done? He has been World Champion, Hardcore Champion and a Tibetan Nightmare. He has destroyed so many careers here and he is a freight train that is unwilling to stop. I stand in that mans path once again willingly.

Clarissa: As we heard last week, it's not about pride is it?

Uryu: Well, yes and no. I stood in front of him because I want to prove that I have gotten better than him, to prove that I can beat him at my absolute best because if I go into that ring with any doubts, any fear or any hurt limbs he will absolutely run right through me and injure me.

Clarissa: You think he will go that far?

*Uryu smirks*

Uryu: He might have to because he cannot make a mistake against me, underestimate me, hell he cannot even toy with me because if he slips up, he gives me an opening I need to counterattack and I promise everyone in the arena that I will not submit, I will keep putting my shoulder up or my foot on the rope and I will will myself to stay concious because I will NEVER quit, I will never run away or back down from him just because he is a constantly improving Tibetan monster. He has to put me on the shelf to make me give up and I know he will try because he is not facing the little boy he mauled four years ago! He is facing a man who has absolutely nothing to lose and a Fight for the Right title to win. I represent the dreams of all of the crowd, all the girls, women, men and boys. I am their representative and if I beat you, I am one step closer to giving them a piece of the Fight for the Right Trophy!

*Uryu smiles a little and walks off but turns around and looks at Clarissas I Pad.

Uryu: Why is Al Lustley your desktop theme?

*Clarissa scampers away embaressed as Uryu laughs*

Max Adamson is sat next to the 6WF swimming pool (yeah, 6WF has a pool, what of it?) when the embarrassed Clarissa approaches him;

Clarissa: Max?

Max: Yes love I'll have a bottle of VB.

Clarissa: Er...

Max: Don't tell me there's no Victoria Bitter! What beers are there around here?

Clarissa: Max there isn't a bar and I'm not a waitress. I'm here for an interview?

Max: Oh. Well, what do you want to know?

Clarissa: Just your thoughts on being out of the World Title picture and in the Fight for the Right Tournament?

Max: Whether I think its fair or not, its what's happening, so I've got to get my head down and get on with it. Trevor Swann is my first obstacle, and its my task to hit him for six, bowl him over, catch him out and send him back to the pavilion while I advance to the next round!

Clarissa: And what-

Max: Sorry Clarissa, I cannot continue this without a damn beer! And if you won't get it for me, I've got to get it myself...

(Max gets up and showing off some too tight Australian flag themed speedos and flip flops, he walks off in a huff)

The sound of raised voices can be heard coming from a corridor as a camerman rushes towards where the noise seems to be coming from, as he turns a corner we see a crowd gathered outside Danny McGraw's office.

As the camera get's closer we see it is a crowd of security guards and staff members restraining Logan Kincade who is red with anger. RJ is seen trying to calm Logan down.

LK: GET OFF ME!!

RJ: Logan! calm down

LK: I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE SCORPION! GET THE F*** OUT HERE, YOU GOT LUCKY.....

RJ: Logan! If you go in there this angry and do something silly Mr McGraw won't just discipline you, he will fire you! Now calm down and come with me!

Logan stops fighting against the security who line up in front of the door not allowing him to enter.

RJ: COME ON!

Logan relents and goes with RJ into the near by staff canteen

RJ: What is the matter with you Logan?

LK: It's that straight edge p***k! He got lucky and now he is looking down his nose at me!

RJ: STOP IT!

Logan looks shocked

RJ: Logan you can't and won't! win every match. Scorpion beat you fair and square, on another day you could be him it was just a case of he wanted it more! he is the more experienced man..... why must you take everything so personally!?

LK: Because this is all I have.

RJ looks shocked at Logan's honesty

RJ: What do you...

LK: This is all I have, I don't have any family I don't have friends, I don't have relationships, all I have is 6WF. Don't get me wrong, I am not looking for a shoulder to cry on, just a fact I have chosen to put everything, EVERYTHING...into this "career" choice. It means so much because it is EVERYTHING to me.

RJ: I didn't realise it mean't that much to you..... What do you mean you have no family? Living around here?

LK: I don't have any family, not that I know of anyway, I was adopted by various crappy families, my parents had me taken off them when I was born because they where unfit or something, I wasn't ever told now I don't think there is anyone left who knows who I was, Logan was all I was called Kincade was the nameof my first foster parents....

RJ: I'm sorry Logan I never knew

LK: Don't worry It's nothing, just means I have no past to weight me down, no one to try and please or to make proud of me....

There is an awkward silence for a few seconds then RJ jumps with excitement.

RJ: Oh! I forgot, the reason I was here was to let you know something

RJ hands Logan a piece of Laminated paper, Logan's eyes widen and a huge smile spreads across his face

LK: YES!

RJ: I thought you would react like that, NOW! remember win or lose just give your best, that's all the fans ask of you, that's all anyone can ask of you.

LK: Thanks RJ,..... but why would you hand this to me? I have never really seen you as any kind of friend......no offence

RJ: I know, I am a commentator, but I am also a fan and Logan Kincade vs James McManus is a fight everyone wants to see. Not only is it a one on one but it is part of the 'Fight for the Right Tournament'. I, like many others, just want to see two of the best young wrestlers around here slug it out and leave it all in that ring.

Logan smirks always looking at the match card

LK: I will leave it all in the ring RJ....win or lose, James McManus is in for one hell of a battle......I still hate his guts though (Logan's smile drops for a second) thinks he is so big cos he wipes Chaos's arse. When Blue kicks Gregers teeth down his throat we will see what kind of man James McManus really is....

...Infact let's do this thing!

Logan jumps up making RJ jump out of his skin.

RJ: Where are you going?!

LK: To go and have some fun with Jimmy....

RJ: haha you can't say I didn't try to get through to him.

Logan runs out of the canteen then rushes back in.

LK: Don't worry RJ, I appreciate what you said...but I am still going to be me.......................... And you know me...

Logan walks off singing 'Master of Puppets' as RJ laughs to himself and heads over to the coffee machine as the scene fads to black.

*Uryu walks around backstage when he bumps into The Saint going around a corner*

Uryu: Ah, just who I wanted to see. You got a few minutes?

Saint: What do you want Uryu?

Uryu: I want you to stay out of my match this week. I want you to stay backstage and watch the match on the TV screen. I want you to stay back here until after my match with Cassius. Why? because I have seen how you two have been going at it. You attack him, he attacks you and after seeing your reaction last week to him just walking by you, you are more than likely going to jump him before his match and I am asking you not to.

*Saint looks amused*

Saint: Carry on.

Uryu: This match to me does not deserve to be interrupted, it should be a straight out fight to see who is better, me or Cassius. I want to promise you something though...if you attack Cassius before the match, interfere during the match or even appear on the ramp or the titantron and heck, even attack him after the match you will have to deal with me! I want this match to be honorable between us and I will respect Cassius regardless of if I win or if he wins. I want to prove to him that I can beat him without anyones help, hinderance or just your own damn stupidity!

*Saint keeps his composure, still smiling*

Uryu: I refuse to have a hollow victory against Cassius and if you want to get two people peed off at you, go right ahead!

Saint:....

Dragon is in the back stage area and is talking to Foo Poo and has the Free weight championship draped over his shoulder when the crowd cheer as Clarrisa walks into shot with a microphone in hand.

Clarrisa: Dragon could I please have a few words with you about your win on Escalation and you match with Hobo tonight?

Foo Poo looks at dragon and Dragon looks back and nods at Foo Poo and smiles.

Foo Poo: dragon told me earlier that he was very sorry for Mike Hill and he knows what it is like to be screwed as when he was in Japan he got screwed many times when fisting for championships and hopes that Mike Hill will still be friends.

But Mr Hill must understand that the Free weight championship belongs to 6WF and when Mr Walker asked me if Dragon wanted to get the belt back back and it was too good an opportunity to turn down and am sure is MR Hill was in the same position he would have done the same.

Clarrisa smiles at Foo Poo as the crowd can be seen cheering in the back Ground.

Clarrisa: Thanks for the explanation Foo Poo and has Dragon told you his thoughts on tonight match with Hobo in the Fight for The Right compition, Hows does Dragon feel he will fare against one of the best in the business.

Dragon again smiles at Foo Poo and nods at the time to Foo Poo'

Foo Poo: Yes Clarrisa, Dragon did tell me what his thoughts are and they are that he thinks that Hobo is very good and wishes him all the best luck in the world but would like to warn him that now Dragon has got the taste for gold he wants more, And Dragon says that he will do all he can to win but win fare.

Dragon know's that Hobo man is a former free weight champion and that he is very good fister but Dragon is new blood in town and will do every think in his power to get through to the next round and if it mean's going through Hobo man then so be it.

There's a mixed reaction from the crowd as Dragon bows to Clarrisa and she's bows Back, Dragon looks at Foo Poo and smiles to him and Foo Poo sniggers a little.

Foo Poo: dragon told me that he would like to take you out on a date and ride those lovely water melons you have.

Clarrisa then looks a little shocked as the crowd can be heard laughing the back ground and she walks off in a huff.

Foo Poo and Dragon start to laugh to each other as the camera turns to Clarrisa walking down the corridor in a strop.

The Saint looks Uryu up and down, the amusement still apparent on his face. He then takes a step back and repeats the gesture, he looks to Uryu and grins but slowly, the grin morphs into a look of disdain. The Saint finally looms at Uryu with contempt, rounding on him.

The Saint: Who the hell, do you think you are?! How dare you come to me and dictate what I can and can't do! Have you not been listening to me, Uryu. Have you not watched what I do?!

I don't do conformity, I care not for obedience. Simply put, Ishida, I do what I want, when I want and however the hell I want! And you most certainly have a damned nerve for trying to curb that!

It must have taken you a while to puff out your chest like you have and come and take me on, because not many people here have the balls to do it...

Uryu begins to look encouraged and smiles to himself.

The Saint: ...But that doesn't mean I applaud your pluck, your bravery. If anything, Uryu it amuses me. I'm amused at the fact that you seem to think that your desire to prove yourself would reign me in. I mean come on, who is it you think you're talking to for god sake?!

I'm The Saint, and I do whatever the hell I want!

What's between me and Cassius, supersede's everything there is in the 6WF, it's a bloody, hateful, war of attrition, where there are only two people that matter...

Anybody else, becomes collateral!

He took something that belonged to me Uryu, he took my title, and for that, I'll make him suffer, whether it be before or during yours and his match! In fact, my lust to end Cassius Zhi's career by far trumps that whole competition you're facing him in!

If I decide to come and hunt him during your taste of the big time, then rewally, I couldn't care about crushing your dreams and aspirations... Because as long as I get what I want, then, to me, that's all that matters!

And if you want to take me down, then I suggest you stop and look at what happened to poor old Longinus last week... I'll happily do the same to you!

*Uryu looks a little freaked out*

Uryu: You lust to end the big mans career? are you sure you two ain't more aquainted in hotel beds?

*Saint then punches Uryu in the face and backs away as Uryu smiles*

Uryu: Knew it, in all seriousness though. If you want to get every single person here against you...

*Uryu pauses*

Uryu:...wait , you already do! I do want to say though I have watched what you do and frankly it has gotten boring and stale. you are the last slice of bread tossed out to the birds. You attack people, they attack back and you somehow negate them coming after you through the boring art of lawyers, favours and even bribery. I have watched that every single week and it has made you predictable.

*Uryu sighs*

Uryu: To think that I once looked up to you when I was younger, I am ashamed to see the pathetic little worm you have become and you can do whatever you want I will agree. Here is some free advice before you schedule an opponent change to be your mother, go and see if anyone really cares about what you do, see if they are entertained by your cowardice and if they are not...

*Tosses Saint £1 which he catches, as he is carrying it Uryu punches him in the face, knocking him down*

Uryu: Go buy a coffee, a Daily Star Newspaper and cry at what you are, a pathetic little man who crys for attention instead of earning it!

*Uryu sighs relieved and looks at Saint*

Uryu: Sorry I hit you but treat this as a warning, I am not afraid of bullies like you and if you interfere in my match this week, I am going to make sure you understand how much the fans want to hurt you. I intend to win this tournament fair and square, no hinderance, no twisted idea of help.

*Uryu turns to leave as Saint stands up*

"They Say" by Scars on Broadway hits, and the familiar red haze that heralds Cassius Zhi's arrival falls all around the stage. Bright yellow spotlights pierce the scarlet cloud and scan the crowd who begin to chant "Cassius Gonna Kill You".

The volume of the crowd ups as Cassius Zhi steps out from within the red mist, with his 6WF Hardcore Title held carelessly by its end down at his side. Cassius momentarily surveys the front row of the crowd before making his way to the ring, dragging the title belt behind him. He throws the belt into the ring, then grabs a mic from ringside, taking a moment to stare out RJ and Wire as he passes, before rolling into the ring himself.

Zhi, without a hint of emotion, allows the fans to stop chanting then raises the mic to his lips.

Cassius : This week... Main event... Fight for the Right!

Fans : YEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHH!

Cassius : Now I know what this means for me. For me this is a fight, for the right, to once again roam the plains of the upper echelons of this company. And a fight for the right to send those less ferociously predatory specimens who currently inhabit it hastily scuttling back to their hiding places, safely out of the path of the oncoming Shockwave.

Cassius fixes the camera with a focussed stare.

Cassius : Ever since my enforced imprisonment on supposed medical grounds, the 6WF World Title scene has been a safer place to be. At Lockdown, the New World Super-Power, Cassius Zhi, is fighting for the right to endanger it once again!

Cassius steps away from the camera, and paces slowly around the ring.

Cassius : But to what end does this Fight for the Right represent for my opponent on Thursday night, Uryu? What does Uryu, the good samaritan himself, want from this career defining match? Surely the nicest man in 6WF deserves his karmic reward?

Unfortunately for you Uryu, I believe in karma as much as I believe in your chances of beating me this Thursday!

The crowd react mixed, with some cheering Cassius, but others starting an "Uryu" chant. Cassius grins slyly.

Cassius : Don't misunderstand me Uryu, because I admire all your good intentions....

Cassius looks into the camera, as if addressing Uryu direct

Cassius : ... but nobody remembers good intentions. They remember success, Uryu. They remember impact. Hell, I'd be nice, in fact I would love to be wholesome... if it was worth it, Uryu. After all, An enlightened spirit, an enriched inner being, a cleansed soul, they are all core tenets of the faith my great nation is founded upon. But its NOT worth it. Because its an unreachable utopia, Uryu. Its just... a good intention.

Would I be standing here right now, holding the scalp of The Saint in my hand (Cassius lifts the Hardcore Title raising a cheer), if I had waited for a karmic intervention to avenge his actions?

No, Uryu. I wouldn't. Just like you have nothing to show for your patient good faith.

Cassius steps away from the camera again, and walks over to a turnbuckle, leaning on it with one hand. He strokes the back of his head with the other, as if thinking.

Cassius : Every time you and I bump into each other backstage, or we get thrown together in this ring, Uryu, I always find myself returning to ask you the same question; why do you continue to peddle this nice ethos which so clearly holds you back? And the reason I repetetively return to the same line of questioning, again and again, is because you have never provided a satisfactory answer, Uryu. Not one. Because you can't answer, Uryu.

Cassius stares up the ramp, looking angry.

Cassius : There is no causal evidence to support any answer you have. There are no fruits of your labour on which to dine. Nothing!

Face it. Nice is extinct, Uryu. And you will be too if you step into my ring on Thursday hoping karma will finally deliver to you your day!

Cassius kicks the bottom rope, agitated, and returns to the centre of the ring, staring out into the crowd.

Cassius : What you need to eventually realise, Uryu, and what I hope to finally teach you in the Main Event on Thursday Night, is that the ultimate deception is that Humanity is inhumane.

Humanity is hateful

And you can have all the good intentions in the world, and you can offer as many friendly words of advice, or helping hands as you want - but essentially Uryu, we are built to kill, fu*k and eat. Upon these three things we survive Uryu, each its own hard coded barbarism that you can't overwrite no matter how many cosy rooftop lectures you offer your peers.

Life is instinct not intent, Uryu. And when you try and fight instinct, you will lose.

You care so much for others Uryu, but if you ever want to amount to anything, you should really start to concentrate on yourself, but I'm beginning to believe you are unable. Even right now as I speak you are articulating your desire for a moral battle, a fair fight, with a man who would sooner trample you to death at the doorway, than patiently wait his turn to get at me. You think you can turn leaden souls into gold Uryu. Good intentions... but you're no alchemist. For if you were you wouldn't be anywhere near this god-forsaken business, merely turning sweat and blood into just enough pennies to get by.

Nice is dead, Uryu. And until you realise it, mourn it, and get over it - you cannot beat me.

Even the great Abe Abercorn couldn't beat me by being nice. What the hell makes you think you can?

The crowd cheer at the mention of Abe Abercorn, as Cassius slowly steps closer to the camera. He adjusts it himself to focus on his pale, dead-like face.

Cassius : You know what you remind me of Uryu? A boulder being swept along a gushing river - your passive intentions dictating that you exert no force, so you're just merrily carried on downstream. But as you are effortlessly swept along towards the exit door of this company, Uryu, each and every match takes that little bit more out of you, just like that boulder that exerts no force gets smashed up and eroded by every little collision it takes. And by the end of the journey, Uryu, that boulder... it's just one tiny grain of sand, washed up on a beach of an infinite amount of others. Insignifcant. Indistinguishable. Just like you will be at the end of your career!

The camera zooms closer to Cassius' eyes

Cassius : And this is no Embrace the Hate diatribe, Uryu. My point is that this Thursday, in the main event of Lockdown, you're not fighting for the right to the 6WF World Title... You're fighting for the right to a memory.

You will lose whatever Uryu.

But you can choose to lose with good intentions like three years ago, where no-one remembers but you. And even though you may have eventually pinnned me for the three count, you have said it yourself - I still walked out victorious, having taught you a lesson you quite clearly never forgot. You can do all that again Uryu, or you can drop the politeness, drop the friendly quips, and drop the damn respect for me which I don't need and sure as hell don't reciprocate, and you can bring some fight for once in your miserable, insipid, water sipping life that you say you have loved so much, and actually give those left behind when its all over something to remember you by!

Cassius' eyes flare up, excitedly at the camera.

Cassius : Forget the World Title, because beating me is a pipe dream, Uryu... THAT is what you are actually fighting for!

The right.... to exist.

Cassius picks up his Hardcore Title and goes to leave the ring, but he stops and looks out into the crowd.

Cassius : In case you are wondering, this boulder, this one right here, has been exerting force all its life. This is the boulder which has smashed all others out of the way on its course. And on that washed up beach, in years to come, this boulder will be the biggest, most instantaneously recognisable monolith of 6WF's history.

And like that heavy, fully intact boulder... ... I'm not going anywhere!

Fans : YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAHHHH!

"They Say" hits again, and Cassius rolls out of the ring, making his way up the ramp, ignoring the outstretched hands

Requiem for a dream plays around the arena, before the lights change from white to blue as the familiar strains of the Final Countdown hits and James Mcmanus makes his way to the ring accompanied by his girlfriend Jenny. The walk is slow as he argues with fans who are shouting at him.
Mcmanus steps into the ring and holds open the ropes for Jenny to step through. Jenny goes over to the ring announcer and grabs the microphone and hands it to Mcmanus. The Crowd boo ferociously

JM- Shut up Parasites or I will come out there and smash each and everyone of you in the face.
Tonight I face the other half of Team Water Cooler Mk2, the Class A Idiot, Logan Kincade, who says that I wipe Chaos' Backside, hahahahahahaha, Well News Flash he has been wiping Urines Backside and now Nays Backside for long enough now.
I act the big man Logan because I am a big man and at this very show in this very ring, I kick your teeth down your throat and I do what I should have done to you a long time ago and that is teach you a lesson.
When I have finished with you Logan its on to winning this tournament and A future title shot, which I will win. No one in this tournament are good enough to beat me.

As Mcmanus and Jenny turn to leave master of puppets hits

The crowd return to their seats and the lights go out the crowd cheer as spotlights search round the arena
A drum solo starts , slowly at first but gathering pace as the crowds cheering grows louder and louder, the lights stop and fix themselves on a drum kit on the ramp way , Zane Altair is sat topless playing the drums, he stands and salutes the crowd, tossing the drum sticks in the air he catches them in his teeth before crashing through the drum set, the crowd go crazy as Zane makes his way to the ring hi giving the crowd he stops

ZA" wooooh yeah baby this is rock and roll!!!!!!

The crowd again go crazy as Zane dives over the barriers and into the crowd, he is carried by a cheering crowd towards the ring, the overhead camera showing Zane lying back a huge grin on his face, his eyes closed.

As the crowd lift him over the barriers Zane turns back to face them

ZA" Yeah you rock man, you are all totally awesome!!!!!!

Zane throws the drumsticks into the crowd before he slides into the ring with a microphone

ZA" woooooh!!!!!!!
That's an entrance baby!!!!
That's how you do it

Rock and roll man
Rock and roll!!!!!"

The crowd are chanting Zanes name

ZA" ha ha I was told this place gets to ya, gets under ya skin
That the greatest fans in wrestling love a showman
They want to be entertained

But I had no idea just how great you are
This is almost better than sex !!!!!

Almost

Woooooh!!!!!!!

The crowd cheer as Zane climbs the turnbuckle, leading them in a Mexican wave but they start to boo as Zane is interrupted by the sound of 'Barbie Girl' and Scorpion walking through the curtain

Zane waits in the ring as "I Won’t Do What You Tell Me" hits through the speakers. the crowd boo as the scorpion makes his way down to the ring wearing a leather jacket with "Straight Edge" on the back and a Scorpion down the side.

Scorpion stares at Zane as he walks down the ramp ignoring the boos from the fans.

Scorpion begins to grin as he gets in the ring and is given a microphone.

S: Ah so this is the man who I’m against? The man who is a rockstar wannabe and thinks he can do whatever in the hell he wants!...

Zane begins to nod as scorpion begins to grin.

S: Hahaha what a joke you are...how in the hell do you even work here?...I have seen you walk around backstage snooping about the honeyz locker rooms.

S: You are a joke Zane... you should really get off that disgusting piece of trash you call the "Drink". you’re a bad role model to these kids out there.

Scorpion points at the crowd.

S: You should be like me Zane...a role model to those of the future...the biggest name in this company!...The very reason why people tune in to watch this show!...The very same reason why Lockdown is still standing today!!!!

The crowd boo.

S: I Can Save You Zane! Join me and ill forgive you of your sins...just like I can save every one of you in this arena! Even those watching at home!!...I am a savoir to this company and it’s about time I get the respect I earn for working my ass off every single day of the week!
It makes me sick that guys like you think you can go face to face with me.
without even accomplishing a thing! I am the 2x time hardcore champion Zane! and I Will be the First Ever Undisputed Champion in 6CWF History!!!

Crowd Boo as Scorpion taunts the crowd.

Zane:..

Zane starts to laugh

A saviour, really?
You see from where I'm standing, looking at you in that waistcoat that is clearly left over from a Steven Seagal movie, you look more like a victim, a fashion victim!!!!!

The crowd laugh and Zane smiles

Come on Scorpion you need to lighten up, why you gotta be such a buzz kill huh ?????

I just want to have fun, where's the harm in that huh??

I'm not hurting anyone, I'm not looking to cause trouble
You say I'm the bad role model, that by drinking alcohol, I'm the problem

I'm not the one out here looking for a fight
You sound like the man in downing street Scorpion, blame the binge drinkers, there such a burden to society, draining the NHS

Well let me ask you this Scorpion

Who would start the sing alongs at the end of the night if it wasn't for alcohol ???
Who would keep the late night kebab shops in business if it wasn't for alcohol ?????

Alcohol creates the atmosphere it gets a party started

What kind of a world would we live in if everybody was like you????

Zane shivers

It would be beige, boring and beige, where normality and similarity was applauded
Where creativity and difference was looked down upon
Where fun was a dirty word

Is that what you want Scorpion????

Do you think that's what this crowd want

Zane opens his arms to the crowd

ZA " If that's what you want give me a hell yeah"

The crowd are silent

I think the people have spoken Scorpion, no room for your brand of evangelical holier than thou bull**** here, think maybe it's time you run along and go preach to some body who gives a crap

Zane walks over to the ringside and is handed a beer by an audience member, he re enters the ring and sits atop the turnbuckle and takes a swig before raising the bottle towards Scorpion

We cut to the arena where Dreadlock Holiday starts to play. The crowd start booing as they expect Trevor Swann to walk out.

MW: Here comes trouble Swann is on his way and I bet he’s really looking forward to taking on Max Adamson this week.

RJ: He might well be but I can’t see anything but a result for Max to be honest Michael. Swann is in a much lower league than Adamson unless he gets that bat involved. The fans of 6WF really can’t stand this guy either.

The music stops.

RJ: Oh well this isn’t really a shame is it. Looks like Swann isn’t showing up tonight.

Then Land of Hope and Glory starts playing over the speakers and Swann strides out at the top of the ramp. He’s wearing a Union Jack flag around his neck as a cape, holding his cricket bat up in one hand and a giant St George cross in the other. He pauses at the top and waves the flag back and forth. He’s wearing his helmet with a crown built into the top of it. He makes his way slowly down to the ring pausing every so often.

There is a small portion of the crowd all dressed in cricket whites cheering away as he makes his way to the ring. They’ve got a couple of flags hung over the railings with Swann’s Barmy Army written on them.

MW: This is more like it RJ. Looks like Swann is fully pumped up this week and maybe he has got a bit of a fan club.

RJ: hmm maybe Michael but will it be enough?

Trevor climbs in the ring and the music finishes.

TS: You know subjects of 6WF I’ve not been myself for a while. I’ve been feeling a little down under I suppose compared to how I am now. I have to tell you though that this week going up against Max Adamson has given me back my colour. I’m now fully red, white and blue and have the fire and passion back in my heart.

TS: There is nothing that a true Englishman likes more than pounding the Aussies. The boys in whites did it and now it’s time for the boy in tights to do it. This week I’m going to obliterate the outback man and show Australia once and for all that Britannia still rules.

TS: Sometimes it’s easy to forget your history and heritage like did you know that St George wasn’t English! I know I was shocked myself but he’s from somewhere else and if you want to know where from I’d Wikipedia it if I were you. Anyway though the thing is Max has forgotten his heritage so I’d like to invite him out here to help him rediscover his history. So Max why don’t you come out here now so you can be up-standing for our national anthem?

Trevor stands in the middle of the ring waiting and then looks at his watch.

TS: Come on Max I’m waiting. Oh hang on I forgot you won’t head round out here you’ll be too busy lounging around on the beach or by a pool drinking weak lager and being a typical lazy Australian. I’ll tell you what let’s show Max how it’s done. May I invite you all to be upstanding for the national anthem.

The crowd all get to their feet. As the God Save the Queen starts up. The barmy army all singing out as loud as possible. And Swann standing in the ring hand on his chest singing along.

MW: Hey where are all the boo boys now RJ hey?

RJ: Well the crowd are hardly going to boo their own national anthem are they. Swann is just using this nationalistic pride for his own agenda.

The national anthem finishes and Swann waves the St George cross flag a couple of times before picking up the mic again.

TS: That Max is what you are going to have to face at Lockdown not just one man with fire and passion in his heart for his country but the whole 6CWF audience uniting behind me as we seek to crush you once and for all. This isn’t just about cricket or wrestling this is much more than that; proving once and for all that this British Nation is still the powerful ruler that it always has been.

TS: What have you got to say to that hey!

Trevor throws the microphone down and Jerusalem starts playing as he goes to the corner of the ring climbs the turnbuckle and continues waving the flag.

James and Jenny stop in their tracks as Logan steps out onto the ramp to a chorus of cheers.

LK: Alright big man...

James smirks and Jenny nods her head in agreement.

LK: Jimmy, if you're going to insist on bringing your mum out here she really needs to cover up a bit.

Jenny looks mortified as she begins to shout at James who tries to calm her down.

LK: Ohhhh Jimmy, I have waited for this fight for a long time now, and deep down, even with all your............ Undeserved, matches against the "big boys" you know..... deep down, you have wanted to test your strength against me.

We are similar in a lot of ways Jimmy, obviously not in looks, or taste in women or the reasons that make us don the tighty whities and get in that ring but, we are both young guys, we both have the passion to succeed and we both want that shot at the title that winning this tournament brings....

James looks uninterested as Jenny is still scowling at Logan.

LK: ...You can act like the big I am all you want James, but until we win the big one, or any singles titles of note, no one will take us seriously, we could beat everyone in this company but 'til we get that title, we will always be looked at the new guys or the rookies....

James' expression changes to a more serious one.

...So let's use the hatred we have for each other, and instead of your usual cheap shots and underhandedness.....we go out there and beat the s*** out of each other?

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

LK: ...That is....if you think you have what it takes to beat me fairly.

Logan smirks at James as Jenny shouts insults his way.

JM:...

*Uryu is seen backstage as he sits on a chair and looks up at the camera with an uncertain look on his face*

Uryu: I want to apologise to The Saint first of all for my actions. I let my emotion and honor cloud my voice and I said some things that should not have been said. I guess the emotion of my match is getting to me and I think people are asking me "Why?"

*Uryu pauses and looks around

Uryu: People see this match as just a main event and I do not blame them, I however see it as much more than that. This match to me, is one of my biggest matches in recent times. It is also going to be my toughest because my opponent is extremely dangerous. I look upon this match and even I am not stupid enough to say I can guarantee a win. I can only say I will try my best and if I do not win, then I do not blame anyone but myself and I will know I am not ready.

*Uryu smiles a little*

Uryu: I heard your little speech earlier Cassius and you described me as a small boulder who is fighting to be remembered. You already forget that I am down in the pages of history as a European Champion and as a Tag Team champion. You may have more titles to your name but to me, that does not matter because you are a test for me to see if I can aquire a chance at the big title, the one title we all want to claim. I have been preparing myself for a long time to see if I am ready and I see you as the first hurdle in the next test. If I beat you, I will offer you a handshake out of respect, accepting it or not I will be happy you gave me a good match.

*Uryu chuckles a little*

Uryu: As for this constant joy I have with life, I was told by a very dear friend to share whatever joy was in or entered my heart to increase my joy and to share the pain I felt in order to lessen it. If you have a problem with that then please bring it up with me and I will be happy to argue personal beliefs with you. I absorb the joy of the fans and return it to them tenfold and if I hear a fan has a sad story and they want to share it, i share it with others wherever I go. I will be happy to hear yours Cassius, yours will be the most interesting of all.

Mcmanus calls for a Microphone to be handed back to him, he recieves it and climbs the turnbuckles and sits on the top rope. Jenny walks over and leans back into the turnbuckles. He stares at Logan before a Sadistic smirk comes across his face. An old man with a beard shouts at Mcmanus, Mcmanus is heard saying 'Shut up Santa'

JM- You are right about one thing Logan, I have wanted to take you on for a long time now. But for one thing and one thing only and that is to wipe that stupid little smirk off of your face. which I fully intend on doing, the board will not be able to stop me this time from smashing your teeth down your throat.
I will win a title in this company and I fully expect it to be a hell of a lot quicker than you, there is one winner in this tournament and you are looking at him, the future, the parasite killer, James Mcmanus

Kincade continues to shout at Jenny but she just laughs at him

Logan begins to walk down to the ring as James steps towards him Jenny holds his arm and says something while shaking her head James then stops.

LK: Oh! well I see who wears the pants in this relationship.

Hatred is etched across James face as Logan reaches the ring. He thinks about entering but then makes his way around the outside slowly.

LK: Jimbo, you could murder me in cold blood in that very ring and I promise you this.....you will never wipe this smirk off my face. Not while you walk around here like a king when everyone knows you....... are a queen...

....And if you are going to win a title in this company before me then you are gonna have to go back in time because I have won the tag titles.

James is about to speak but Logan cuts him off.

JM: You know very well I me....

LK: Alright.... I know you mean a singles title. chill your boots.....The fact remains though. I know how it feels to win around here. I have the experience.... which is what I will use to knock you out this tournament and just.... plain..... knock you out!

Logan jumps onto the apron and is about to enter the ring as James readies for a fight Jenny shouts something at both men who stop in their tracks. Unsure if the threat of suspension still looms if they fight before a match. Logan stares into the eyes of McManus as both men look desperate to fight James smiles and begins to laugh at Logan who looks furious.

Logan jumps into the ring and looks set to punch James who drops his hands to his side almost inviting him to. As he does this he can be seen saying something off mic clearly trying to wind Logan up.

LK: No......

JM: No?

LK: I won't play your games, the old me would have smacked your lips off your face. But I will wait until that bell rings. See ya later pal....

Logan drops his mic, leans over the top rope and makes his way up the ramp....

Jenny Crouches in the middle of the ring and Mcmanus stands behind with his arms streched out wide, both laugh at Kincade as he goes through the curtain.

JM- See you in our match you great wuss, there will be one winner in this match and its Me.

Mcmanus bends down to Jenny and kisses her, before going back to the pose.

As "Jerusalem" finishes playing, "Waltzing Matilda" starts playing and some of the crowd start booing as Max Adamson walks out wearing an Australian ODI Cricket shirt, with "Adamson 69" on the back. Max looks a little sheepish as he has a mic in his hand;

Max: Sorry guys, I couldn't resist. Seems Trev wants to use National Pride as a way of getting you all to support him in his match against me. And that's fine. If you want to support the English guy against the Australian guy, go right ahead. Although Trev, word of advice, if you want to get the locals to follow the flag of St George, Birmingham isn't the place to try that, just saying...

(The crowd boo but Max laughs and apologises)

Max: I'm sorry, but you can't tell me i'm wrong! But when National Pride becomes somewhat of an irrevelence, the question is not who do you support when it's the English guy versus the Australian guy. No no. The question is, who do you support when it's the usually mean to you, sneaky, manipulative streak of urine blood sucking cousin leeching Trevor Swann versus the Incredible Hunk, the Thursday Night Draw, the Thunderrr from Down Underrrrr, the Australian Champion, the greatest....

(Max looks at his watch for a few seconds)

Max: ...Greatest Cruiserweight, no wait, that one's not mine... The Wizard of Oz, Mr Australia, Captain Australia, Dr Australia PhD, Professor Australia ABCD, Mr Generic Nickname, (Max takes a deep breath), Mr Insert witty tagline here, Mr I'm sexy and I know it, Mr Fight for the Right, Max Adamson!

(The crowd goes wild as Max mockingly catches his breath)

Max: Just, just gimme, a minute...

(Max crouches and catches his breath some more)

Max: Done. Trevor Swann, you might have Saint George on your side, you might have Three Lions on your shirt, but what you do not have, is 288 pounds of pure muscle, what you do not have is the Catalyst of Controversy, the Demon in your daddy's semen, might have to rethink using that last one again, damn these new scriptwriters, what you do not have is the will to win and the desire to win that only Max Adamson has, because Trevor, only one of us is going to win this match. Only one of us is going to go on to win the Fight for the Right Tournament, only one of us is going to have earned the right to call himself Mr Fight for the Right, and i'll be damned if i'm going to leave that ring without my place in the next round, as JJ Johnson would rip off from someone, Guaran-damn-teed!

(Max has a serious look on his face as the crowd chant "Adamson" over and over, he then smirks as he stares at Trevor Swann)

Cassius is watching Uryu's response on a monitor backstage, with one hand resting on top of the monitor, and the other stroking the short hair on the back of his head.

Cassius : Oh Uryu... you're all heart aren't you? So caring? So benevolent? But I can assure you from the bottom of my own, admittedly darkened, heart, that there is nothing wrong with me. Nothing at all. In fact, Uryu, I am all right. I am the only thing that is right. In that ring, in this arena, in this company, in... this... world.

I. AM WHAT. IS RIGHT!

I. AM. ALL... RIGHT!

Cassius stares intensely at the monitor for a moment

Cassius : I am the only intellectual buoyant in the sea of idiocy that surrounds us. I am alone in enlightenment during this eternal twilight of morality. So there is nothing wrong with me Uryu... it is everything else in this world which is at apocalyptic fault.

You don't believe me? Do you really think in this age of obscene selfishness that anyone would reciprocate your offer to listen, Uryu? Do you think anyone would listen to YOUR troubles Uryu? ARE YOU SO NAÏVE?

Cassius hits the side of the monitor

Cassius : Do you want to know my story, Uryu? Do you really want to listen to MY story? Well I refuse to indulge your condescending, prying request! And you know why I refuse? Its not through embarrassment or denial. Its not even through any distaste I may have for you...

... Its because my story is irrelevant!

Cassius runs his hand thoughtfully along the top of the monitor, examining some dust transferred to his fingertip. He stares at it as he speaks.

Cassius : Let's face it, Uryu. The only part of a good story that anyone remembers, is the end. Its the make or break moment - the outbreak of silence which wields the power to hold the recipient in the palm of the hand, long after the story has ended. That unexpected twist in the narrative. Some sort of revelatory conclusion. And one day Uryu, everything will fall into place, all the loose ends will tie, and the sense of my existence, and the influence of my journey travelled will all become apparent. But nobody wants to hear an uncompleted works. And I am FAR, from completing my work here!

My story is ongoing, Uryu, and you... you're just another character in that story. You are just another chapter - over as quick as it has begun. Done and onto the next. Just another means to an end.

You are almost as irrelevant as an uncompleted story, Uryu.
You are a sub-plot.
A mere prologue to history.

Cassius turns away from the monitor, and wipes his hands clean. He stares into the camera.

Cassius : On Thursday Night, your own devoted chapter in the bulky tome of Cassius Zhi will close. And your very own short story may well come to its abrupt end. BECAUSE YOU DO NOT INSULT ME URYU! YOU DO NOT... for one second... think of me as a hurdle to jump in your World Championship quest, Uryu. BECAUSE I AM NO GOD DAMN HURDLE... I am the Great Wall that will prevent your progression before your story becomes too far-fetched!

Cassius takes a moment to calm down, his breathing slowing from the angry heaving it had become.

Cassius : I just hope for your sanity's sake Uryu... that there is someone for YOU to share your pain with. Because there will be plenty to go around. I just hope that there is someone to listen to YOUR tragic story, Uryu... Your tragic story of when a dream, just wasn't enough!

Nice is dead, Uryu.

And fairy tales never even existed to begin with.

*Uryu suddenly walks by Cassius and sighs*

Uryu: Hearing you talk about stories is so much fun because we are so very different. Ever read Catch 22 by Joseph Heller? It is such an interesting book about a man who wants to escape World War Two by being crazy but you have to be crazy to be in the war in the first place. I see you as Yossarian, the main character who just wants to be out of here but the drive of caring for your whore keeps making you go to Rome and it is so very sad, you end up going so close to insanity that you end up having her kid sister try to kill you in the final third of the story. In the end you desert everybody but the ending is open but from what I see of you now you are so very close to the end. So very close to running because of your misery, your suffering and your pain.

*Uryu sighs*

Uryu: I do not want to see you run because you are a very unique person here. Saying that the ending is the best part of the story when clearly you forget about the growth and development of character, personality, backstory. I try my best to fit in here and in that story I see myself as Major Major Major Major and that is his rank and full name. All he wants to do is try to fit in but he understands that you cannot be friends with everybody to succeed and due to certain situations I have lost a few friends over the years but I have not quit or ran away I have stood in the same position as I have always done and that is right in plain sight. You may not like it but I do not care.

*Uryu goes nose to chest with Cassius*

Uryu: This is a story that is still being written for the both of us and regardless of the outcome a new chapter will be written, one will win and one shall lose. I will try my damned hardest in that match and like Major Major I shall not quit, I will not run away and I shall still be standing here, ready to fight another day! I may be scared, I may not sleep well at night but that does not matter at this moment in time because I have a chapter to finish. I shall end it with the words "Here is your winner..."

*Uryu stares into Cassius' eyes and smiles as he passes him a cup of water*

Uryu: I want you to understand that coming from the pages of obscurity is not so bad, because my light does not shine so bright means I will last twice as long as you. I am going to be remembered as a nice guy by those that care, by my family, my friends and my fans. I may be a Dr Seuss book but I will last longer than the Twilight you are. To obscurity!

*Uryu grabs another cup of water and holds it out before tapping Cassius' cup and taking a sip*

Trevor pics up the mic and walks round the ring slowly to the chorus of Adamson chants. He points to the small portion of Swann’s Barmy Army and then cups a hand to his ear. They start a Swann chant going.

Crowd: Adamson

Barmy Army: Swann

Crowd: Adamson

Barmy Army: Swann

Crowd: Adamson

Barmy Army: Swann

RJ: Real split in the crowd now. Never thought Swann would get this sort of a backing.

TS: Max you might well have a million and one names ..... well WOOOOOOOO to that you might have been a former champion of this that and the other; but what have you got now? Nothing but your Aussie Speedos. The reason that this Fight for the Right means so much to you is because it’s all you’ve currently got going for you.

TS: You say I’ve just got the flag of St George and Three Lions on my chest. Well I’ve got more than that. I’ve got a lion inside of me. Come Lockdown you will be regretting pulling this Lions tail as I’m going to come back at you and you will hear me roar.

A member of the crowd lets out a loud meow impression of a cat, to which the crowd start laughing.

Crowd: Meow, Meow....

Swann turns back to the Barmy Army and cuts them a cutting glance which prompts them to start chanting his name in response. One of the Barmy Army shouts out though separately:

??: When you gonna give us the money for doing this Swann?

RJ: Oh dear looks like this crowd might not even be a patriotic one but a bought fan club.

TS:What really worries me though Max is this fascination with the Demon in your daddy’s.....what the hell does that even mean? You know you why you go on about it thoughand it’s something that’ll get shown up at Lockdown it’s cos you ain’t got the bails.

(Adamson smiles at Swann's insult)

Max: I love a split crowd, even if half of them are being paid in autographed Graeme Swann pictures... But even your illustrious cousin couldn't put more spin on a speech than you Trevor, you like to manipulate these people into thinking you are the main man, the real deal, but you cover up your inadequacies by telling me I don't have the balls?! Hashtag Max has balls, get it trending worldwide, whatever that means, i'm still using Bebo.

(The crowd start a "Max has balls" chant)

Max: Wow, you guys will chant anything!

(Max turns his attentions back to Swann)

Max: So, Trevor. You've got the heart of a lion. Fair enough. But that thing about me only having the Fight for the Right Tournament going for me right now, you're damn right it is. And that's why i'm not going to be a pushover Trev. I need this Tournament more than anyone else in the entire 6WF. I need this more than you do, because the only reason I am here is to hold the 6WF Undisputed Championship. And if the only way i'm going to get another shot at it is by winning the Fight for the Right Tournament, then Max Adamson is going to win the Fight for the Right Tournament!

(Max starts slowly walking down to the ring)

Max: And all this talking, while entertaining for these people, it means nothing. Come Lockdown, (Max smiles because he said come), At Lockdown, you and me are going to fight. For the right. TO PARRRRRRRRTTAAAAYYYYYYY! No, sorry, but we are going to fight, and only one of us will progress. And if you think i'm going to suffer because i've pulled on your lion's tail? I've only got one thing to say to that... Bring it bitchtits!

(Max is now at the bottom of the ramp and he climbs into the ring, and stands nose to nose with Swann)

Swann stands there saying nothing whilst the crowd continue to chant all manner of things.

TS: You know you are right Max. You know that you need this more than anyone else in 6WF. You are worked up and ready for this. You need that championship belt. That’s why it’s going hurt so bad at Lockdown. This fight for the right isn’t a one off match it’s a series of gruelling tough matches. Once you get past the first round there are three more waiting. So to fall at the very first hurdle....that’s got to hurt.

TS: It’ll be like Canada in the world cup cricket. Just there to make up the numbers. They’ll never win. You hear that Max. It’s you representing Australia here in the Fight for the Right competition. The pride of Australia, the thunder from down under, Captain Australia. Falling at the first hurdle and just here to make up the numbers.

TS: So Max it’s good to have you here. Good to show the multicultural kaleidoscope that is 6WF and broaden the appeal of this show overseas. Yes you’ve done well before and we let you thrive under your own strength but now it’s time for Britannia to bring you back under control.

Trevor walks across and picks up his cricket bat. He turns and starts twisting it around in his hands as he walks towards Max.

TS: All you are to me at Lockdown Max is a warm up competition before the real test starts. You talk about a split crowd but I believe the real problem is that you are split. You don’t really believe that you can beat me. You’ve got doubts and know that your Australian rule is coming to an end.

Trevor swings the bat but stops way short of hitting Max; before patting him on the arm.

TS: What are your pension arrangements like then old chap?

Longinus is sitting in the arena bar on a tall stool chatting away with the bar man.

Bar Man: "Oh I just remembered, your case of Brown Ale came in this week, should I have it delivered to your room?"

Longinus looks long and hard at the bar man "You taking the mickey or something? Im sitting here drinking orange juice does that not tell you something? Granted I shouldn't even be here in the bar but its a great challenge for me to be actually sitting here without drinking. You can take that case and chuck it out for all I care. In fact no, empty the bottles down the sink and send the bottles to my room so I can take them to Scorpion and smash every single one off his head one by one. That is something I will happily pay for."

The bar man isn't too sure how to reply to that, but does say "I dont think its Scorpion you should be worried about, you are facing Nay at Lockdown. That man doesn't take many prisoners. "

Longinus: "Nay? Hahaha Dont make me laugh. He is more concerned about what colour beanie hat to wear than take this place seriously. I mean come on, the guy is a joke. He is just another guy trying to join the McGraw kiss my ass club by beating me. I dont care who Im facing in all honesty, It's McGraw and Scorpion who will suffer in the long run. Nay is facing me at a bad time, and tonight I'll show my fans why they should believe in The Atheist. Now If you will excuse me, I need to go get ready."

Longinus finishes his orange juice and goes to leave the bar but the door swings open and in walks Nay Bother.

*Nay walks to the bar next to where Longinus in now sitting again, he nods to the barman that he will have his usual, before looking Longinus up and down*

Nay: Oh and a Tropicana is it? for me friend here

*The barman hands Longinus the orange juice before placing a wine glass on the counter and filling it with the remains of a bottle of Buckfast*

Nay: So Longinus you really think i'm interested in kissing McGraws ass? You have obviously been in this slump for longer than i thought.

You see McGraw owes me and Logan a tag team title shot, and seems reluctant to part with such an opportunity. I just hope after his little announcement he doesn't think i have forgot that..

But as Logan is off giving McManus a good beating in the tournament I thought I would take the opportunity to speak to you Longinus.

For too long i have watched you just sit around submitting to McGraw's wishes and what's worse is your letting Scorpion own you, for him.

How am I, or anyone come to think about it, meant to take you seriously when you don't even take yourself seriously any more?

Hell McManus's girlfriend has more testicles than you right now.

*Nay asks the barmen for the darts, before handing Longinus a set and heading to to the dart board *

Longinus..

Longinus follows Nay to the dart board.

"Hang on a moment kid. Slump? You think im in a slump? No, im not in a slump, Im just constantly screwed over by this idiot who is supposed to running this place. Did I get my freeweight title rematch? No. Did I get a shot at the hardcore belt after being in the No1 contenders match which ended in a draw? No."

"And here you are. Owed a shot at the tag team belts but yet again McGraw shows he doesn't give a toss about any of us. I stand up for what I believe in, I certainly dont bow to his wishes. Its not in my nature, I didnt submit to the Church of Hero, and Im certainly not submitting to that idiot."

Longinus throws his darts at the dart board hitting 2 single 20s and 5.

"Oh, and you are right about McManus's girlfriend, she is definitely more man than woman. Your shot."

Longinus steps back for Nay to throw his darts.

*Nay watches Longinus for a moment, He steps up and hits three trebles before marking on the scoreboard that he has 492 left*

Nay: Yet here you are muttering to yourself about hitting scorpion with bottles,.

When i first got top this company i had my bags packed, ready to leave after a couple of weeks because i couldn't get on the card. Did i leave? Hell No, I Manned Up came back and now Dexter Morgan is lying in a hospital bed somewhere drinking chicken curry through a straw.

Your are right about one thing, you didn't submit to the church of hero, but you say its not in your nature to submit. Yet I just walked into this bar effectively told you everyone thinks your a joke these days, questioned your manhood and you react by telling me its my go at darts.

Would Longinus of old really have reacted like that, really?

Because If you genuinely believe that you may as well hand me the victory this week.

*Nay looks at Longinus carefully studying him for a reaction*

Saying that, I may just take this opportunity to beat some fight back into you.....

Your Go

Longinus looks at Nay with a puzzled look.

"Beat some fight into me? Believe me, you wont beat anything into me. It comes naturally. Once Im in that ring you will see a different side to Longinus. A side of me you wont want to see. A side of me that doesn't care what happens, a side of me that stands right back up and gets in your face for more. I thrive on it."

Longinus throws his darts hitting 5, 1 and a treble 20 with his last dart.

"Ha, you see that? Two failed attempts, but I get there in the end. And I always do. No matter what happens, no matter what obstacles are put in my way, I get the job done...... eventually. I dont need to lower myself to your level with petty insults, I do my talking in the ring. Because if you believe in anything (Longinus is interrupted by the bar tender bringing another orange juice on a tray)

Longinus looks at the bar tender and Longinus ushers the bar tender to finish it.
The bar tender shakes his head and forces out "you should believe in the atheist" as if he isnt bothered.

Longinus nods his head in approval and looks back at Nay.

Cassius looks down at the cup of water now in his hand, then up at Uryu with a derisory snigger.

Cassius : I'm sorry Uryu, have I fallen asleep on Eurosport 2 and awoken on BBC4? Have I slept through Lockdown and arrived for Friday Night Book Club at the Birmingham Bowl?

Cassius strokes the back of his head thoughtfully.

Cassius : No... That can't be right. There aren't even enough literate people in this crap hole to fill a fruit bowl.

Cassius surveys Uryu's face for a hint of an opinion behind his non-response.

Cassius : Ah, forgive me - jokes really don't suit me do they? Not really my style, never were. Which begs the question... ... why am I still stood here talking to one?

Uryu sneers at Cassius but Zhi places a firm hand on his opponent's shoulder.

Cassius : Listen, Uryu, this is the main event you're in now. You may be used to the supportive atmosphere, embroiled in gay camaraderie that exists down below, but in the Main Event, it isn't like that! That's the harsh reality. Get used to it! Nobody here likes each other, nobody speaks to each other. Every man's only concern is to leapfrog the next. If I was to walk out of that door tomorrow, every other main eventer would breathe a sigh of relief - not try and coax me back. And its a continual force Uryu, because not only do you need to renounce friendship and caring to get to the main event in a company like this, but you need to chaste yourself from those middle-class-english, guardian reading handicaps forever-more in order to remain there.

That's my advice to you.

Now I don't care much for YOUR advice, Uryu. And I sure as hell don't care for Joseph Heller. In fact, the only Catch 22 you should be worrying about right now Uryu, is the one that dictates that when you lose on Thursday night, you are going to get severely hurt, but if... IF, somehow, you fluke a victory like you did three years ago... then you're going to get hurt a hell of a lot more! Because I'll shake something, Uryu, but it won't be your hand. I'll shake you like Louise Woodward on a ten dollar babysit - and the more you cry, the harder it will become. And I'll damn well enjoy it!

But if you want literary...

Cassius takes a tiny sip of the water, his face souring with distaste, before he pours the remainder on the floor. He stares at the puddle formed at his feet then steps forward, over it, and pushes his head into Uryu's, his eyes boring into him. Cassius points at the clear water on the floor.

Cassius : ..."I hate purity. I hate goodness. I don't want virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone corrupt"

Cassius smirks and strokes his chin

Cassius : And I will corrupt you Uryu. By making you realise that good... is useless!

No matter how bright your star burns, Uryu, unless you realise this, you won't be remembered as a nice guy by your friends, family and fans when your story is over... You will be remembered as a failure!

*Nay Just smirks at longinus, who looks confused this time*

Nay: Nice Darts, but Its all very well bringing that fight inside the ring, but when are you going to get McGraw into the ring. Its all very well saying you get there in the end, but will you get another chance at Scorpion, never mind another title shot.

You may get there in the end, but when that big now or never moment comes I dominate it. I am the show stopper and pull it out when it matters

*Nay throws his darts hitting a 180, before putting his darts down, swills and sniffs his tonic wine before downing it*

Nay:. I hope you believe in yourself as much as this barman believes in you, because when I when I beat you 1-2-3 and you are looking up at the ref raising my hand in victory, it wont be an orange juice your reaching for.

*Nay turns and looks at Longinus before shaking his head and heading for the door*

*Uryu smiles, putting down his drink on the table behind him and looking at the water cooler nearby. He looks up to Cassius with a smile on his face*

Uryu: You would lose your individuality then. Surrounded by corrupt men and women, you will be stabbed in the back by them. In my position I see those who would stab me in the back and I prepare as you watch innocently over your domain of corruption. I see us as opposites, the light and the dark. You may be bigger, more intimidating and meaner but I am a representation of Joy, Honor and Happyness.

*Uryu smiles as he starts singing*

Uryu: Happyness, happyness. The greatest thing that I possess, I thank the lord that I've been blessed with more than my share of happyness!

*As Uryu chuckles he looks up at Cassius*

Uryu: A song in my heart and joy in every step. That is what I like about my life, I believe there is someone out there for each of us and I believe something is watching over us that gives each person a helping hand now and again. I need to correct you however though. I do not read any newspapers, well...only The Metro on occation for the comic strips and The Nottingham Evening Post for Garfield but I studied Catch 22 at University and it was worth it even though I did not pass my third year. You see, I am not a perfect man and I have had more than my share of fights when I was younger but now, I have grown wiser and I know what I must do to beat you. Now if you will excuse me I have to prepare.

*Uryu smiles and walks towards the roof stairway but stops halfway up and turns around to look at Cassius*

Uryu: Cassius, two people will ALWAYS remember me and you can never stop them remembering.

*Uryu turns to head to the roof as he hums a small tune to himself.*

The lights in the arena dip and the crowd are electric as ‘Judas Has Returned’, the screen becomes distorted towards the end but the crowd erupt as ‘Blind Faith’ roars from the speakers and Clarke James walks out on to the ramp without his European Title…

MW: Oh this punk again…

RJ: That ‘punk’ happens to be European Champ, Mike, show some respect.

James walks down the ramp touching a few hands along the way before sliding into the ring and grabbing a mic…

CJ: Well I think I speak for every other title holder when I say, thank god Dragon cashed in. Not only did the sneaky son of a bitch do it, but he did on our rivals show and brought our Freeweight title home.

Crowd: Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!

CJ: Kids got balls that’s for sure!

Crowd: Yeahhhhhhhhh!

CJ: But enough of him. It’s that time of year again. I can already feel the hairs on my neck standing on end. You see, this next month is the anniversary of my lowest point in this company. That’s right, Fight for the Right. See, 12 months ago, I got sucked in to a vicious and manipulative cult. I was drawn to promises of power, greed and neverending success, but what I got, was untold humiliation and a moment that will haunt me forever.

I should’ve been walking out into my semi-final ready to take on one of the greatest stars to grace this business. The chance to put it all on the line and prove my worth to him, his poxy little church and to every nay sayer who ever doubted me. Instead, I laid my sorry ass down on the canvas and watched as the ref slapped the mat 1,2,3! I got up and watched this parade of ass kissers and no hopers dancing round some false idol, watching them celebrate that victory like it was momentus, while I stood in the background, ashamed of my actions, sick at what I’d become.

James begins pacing the ring....

CJ: I watched the tapes over, and over, and over till I felt physically sick watching them. I stood by and watched him lift the Undisputed Title. No credit for those who got him where he was. No praise for the shoulders upon which he sat. Instead, I thought of what might have been. The chance to make the BIGGEST impact that anyone has ever had in this business. The usurping of an icon. Rookie year, walking out with the Undisputed belt wrapped firmly around my waist and cementing my status as the future of this business, the best damn thing to hit this company since Belinda got a degree in personal hygiene. That’s right hunny, JJ Johnson isn’t saying ‘Ho’ or ‘Bo’….

Crowd: Hobo!!

CJ: Ain’t him either, he’s saying B.O, so sort your pits out.

Crowd:

CJ: But back on track, back to where we are right here, right now. See, it all begins again. All that pain, all that personal torture, it’s gone. It’s ready to be packed off and buried. The legacy starts again. You’re looking at the Fight for the Right Champion, 2012. You’re about to enter the year of CJ James. And it starts at Lockdown.

Crowd: CJ! CJ! CJ! CJ!

CJ: See, Crime Lord, Saint, hell, even you Mr. Franchise Playa. Take a good, long hard look this week, make sure you take it all in and see exactly what you’ve got to look forward to if you think you’ll be getting ahead of me. See there’s a storm coming that even the weather man couldn’t predict. Everything you thought you knew about Clarke James is about to change. There’s no stopping what I’m gonna achieve. I don’t need no Church, I don’t need an array of catchphrases or some bint on my arm and I sure as hell don’t need a 3 month bitch fit with my boyfriend to stay relevant….

MW: Did he really just say that!?

CJ: Business is gonna pick up and my face is all you’re gonna see. It’s time for a new icon. A new face to shape a new era, and this Thursday, Lockdown you’re all gonna see that…………Playa gon’ play!

Crowd: Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

James drops the mid and climbs the turnbuckle as the fans roar, his face a picture of intensity.

*JJ Johnson is standing by with Clarissa in the backstage area of the Birmingham Bowl.JJ has a bandana on his head and is dressed in jeans and an open white shirt.The crowd cheer at the sight of him.

Clarissa:JJ....it's been the first time that we have managed to catch up with you since Survival...the night when you were of course defeated by Blue Dragon...a match that you yourself called "make or break" for Dragon's career....so were you suprised in the outcome of that contest?

JJ:It would be highly disrespectful of me to take anything away from Blue Dragon,what he did at Survival is something not many men achieve in their careers,he reached a pinnacle and from here on in it will be highly interesting to see what that boy can do.

I've said it befo and I will say it again....JJ Johnson never done had a problem with Blue Dragon,not really.We had our little spat....we said a few things here and there...but fo' me,it was crucial that Blue Dragon rose to the occassion at Survival...it was crucial that he took that next step and showed that there is still life in this business....that the young blood got everything in hand....that's what JJ Johnson wanted to see.....and that's what I saw...

Clarissa:So it doesn't bother you that some people are now saying your "past it"...

JJ:I've heard the comments...i've heard what people be saying about me and that's real fine.You know everyone entitled to they opinion...i'm an outspoken man,I got views on just about everything so it comes as no surprise when people got a view about me..

But heck i've heard it befo....you know you rack up a few defeats and all o' sudden you ain't flavour o' the month no mo'....which is absolutely fine but don't start trippin,don't nobody be getting ahead o' themselves here....JJ Johnson right here,still representing and if somebody got something to say then man up because I can take it....

I've been wrote off before...had the critics on my back but each time I come back...I shock the world and I make a statement that y'all better take notice of.That's how I roll....100% Franchise Initiative....The Main Event Playa....JJ Johnson til my dying day....

Ain't nobody can take that a way from me...i'm not about to crawl up under a rock and feel sorry fo' myself cos I lost a few matches....i'm gonna strike back...hit harder than ever...make sure none o' these fools forget my name....

Clarissa:So what is next for you then....after a few setbacks,how do you plan on getting back on track?

JJ:Same as I always do...work hard,train to the maximum and then everything gone fall into place...you don't just wake up one morning and not be a big time playa no mo'....this is JJ Johnson....this is the man that has done carried 6WF on his shoulder mo' times than Trash Talk has descended into a W.I. meeting.....is it breezy in here Clarissa?

Clarissa:No why?

JJ:Because that goddamn fourth wall just keeps alluding my a55....I need to get a grip on reality...you know what i mean?

Clarissa:Not really..

JJ:Good....because you don't need to know what I'm talking about...y'all don't need to hear what comes out o' my mouth becuase when I go out in that ring....that's when you see what JJ Johnson is all about....that's when you see the two world champion in all of his glory...that's when you know this homie still got exactly what it takes...gone take more than a rollthrough and a goddamn spear to keep my chocolate a55 down....

You see I look around at this lockeroom...I see a lot o' kids coming up...I see that maybe,just maybe I was hasty in my assessment because the future could be brighter that ever befo....A pointer in the right direction and 6WF could blow everyone else clean out o' the water...

But that ain't never gone happen with a fool like Chaos representing us at the highest level....this company needs a leader...it needs a man that will guide us into the new era....6WF needs JJ Johnson!

*Crowd pop

JJ:Hallelujiah to that b1tches.....because that's what you getting...no mo' down in the dumps,slipping here,slipping there....JJ Johnson is right here,ready and waiting to make an impact....to grab this place by it's a55crack and drag it kicking and screaming into new world order....get on yo blackberries,yo little green android looking mother (beeper)...JJ Johnson couldnt give a (beep)....and you facebook this...you tweet it....squawk it....heck morse code this badboy like it's 1901 because this a message to them all...

To the greats gone befo.....to the greats competing now.....to the future stars of this business....now is the time....now is the time when you see what you have all been waiting to see....clocks rolled back....JJ Johnson is here and he is in the best goddamn shape of his life....and in his sights he sees them all....the Chaos....The Adamsons......Crime Lord's..James's....Saints.....Sinners....Cassius....Firebreathing Dragons....I done seen them all....and you know what...

JJ Johnson better than every last one of you!

Crowd:JJ!! JJ! JJ! JJ! JJ!

JJ:Yeah that's right I said...hanging my balls low enough fo' y'all to see that JJ Johnson will speak the truth when the truth needs speaking....and if this paints a bullseye on my chest then so be it....pass me the goddamn brush cos I will paint it on myself...y'all ain't got nothing on me....not yet...maybe one day,but right now I live and breathe this company.....I am this company....and y'all can take your best shots....take them as many times as you want...y'all don't keep me down...y'all can't stop me...

I came back to this company and I said it....I stood right here and I said it for all to hear...JJ Johnson goes nowhere until the 6WF Title is back where it belongs....back around the waist of the man that loves this company more than anyone else....you think that hurts people's feelings when I speak like that then suck my (beep) because I don't care....this company doesn't stand without me...the merchandise goes out the window without me....the tv sales....the corporate infrastructure...and why?...because when I go out there you get 110% JJ Johnson...you don't get half a55ed....you don't get me turning up when I can be bothered....i'm here,night in,night out...

You want me to pander to the fools that run this place,JJ Johnson says hell no....the crowd got my back and I got theirs....that's all that matters to me...all that ever matters is that then people out there getting every single pennies worth of the money they pay to get in here...

The trend starts now...no mo' do I stand in line with the rest of them collecting my "opportunities" like it's all one big game...take your kayfabe...your promo lines....your PM's...oh who gives a (beep)...take it all in one big ball,pack it nice and tight and shove it where the sun don't shine...

JJ Johnson don't need no allies,don't need friends or hangers on...I got the millions..

Crowd:AND MILLIONS!

JJ:And millions on my side...I got my honey all day,all night....JJ Johnson don't need nothing else....Franchise trending worldwide...hostile takeover and we running this show....Chaos pack your title up close,pull yo tongue off the window son....stop dipping those bins and stand like a man....that goes for each and everyone of you standing in my way...

One day yo time will come...one day y'all will get your chance to reach the peak...but that time ain't now....now is JJ Johnson's time....my time to shine...my time to cement my place at the top o' the very top...

No second chances...no remorse....no retreat and no surrender....we going hard,no going home tonight.....standing befo you is a man....when you cut me I will bleed,but I will bleed for this business...I will bleed for 6WF.....but that last drop o' blood will not spill until I get what I want...until I get what I need....redemption,salvation....the 6WF Title back where it belongs...

*Crowd cheer

JJ:And I don't care what I gotta do....and where I gotta do it...JJ Johnson will go through one or he will go through them all...line them up,knock them down...it really don't matter to me...there ain't a man in this business that will stop me from getting what I want...

Fight for the Right....JJ wants in.....JJ Johnson wants his spot and y'all better believe i'm gone get that spot...thursday night on Lockdown you gonna get your message....you gone see exactly what I am all about....

I implore anyone to take a stand....run yo mouth....tell me that I am wrong.....but in the end it all gone come down to the same thing.....you gone jus be a bystander....helpless to stop me....

This is my time.....name your price.......name yo stipulation....it really don't matter to me....the clock is ticking,in mo' ways than any of y'all could ever imagine......and when it strikes to signal the end....JJ Johnson gone get exactly what he wants....take that to the bank...write it down,take a picture....remember this moment....the moment I put y'all on notice...

#Red Alert

Tick..

Crowd:Tock!

JJ:Tock!

*The crowd can be heard chanting JJ's name as he puts his sunglasses back on and then walks out of the picture.

"Dont fear the Reaper" plays out and Hobo strides out in his latest best selling T-Shirt which sports "Some people call me Bananas" on the front. Hobo turns around to show the cameraman the reverse side:

"But at least I aint a kumquat like <censored>" (the name at the bottom is blurred on the titantron image and for the viewers at home).

Hobo slaps a few outstretched hands before rolling into the ring. He plays the crowd a little until his music finally dies down.

H: Good evening Raffeteers! Are we enjoying ourselves tonight?

Crowd:Yeah!

H: Thats good to hear. Noo I would like to start off tonights little speech with an apology to all of you in the arena and for those who watch this at home. I want to say sorry for not appearing on last weeks show. I tried my best to get in on the action but I was told that there just wasnt enough time for me with all the other matches already in place.

Crowd: Boo!

H: I know! But before you get worried, I was also assured that it wasnt anything to do with my standing in the company. In fact, far from it. I was told that I have impressed in recent months and that I was going to be getting my just rewards. And so it comes to pass, the Fight for the Right tournament.

H: 16 men enter, only one gets the shot at the belt. And this time its me. I have never won this tournament. I have never even got to the final. Its the one blemish on my record. I have won every other opportunity - battle royals, freshers balls, scrap for the strap but never this one. And its my time.

H: Since my return, I have led a respectful life in and outside of the ring. I am not taking this opportunity lightly. I have kept my head down, fought my fights in the ring and helped those who have needed it backstage. I have mentored, offered advice. I have stayed away from the snakes that inhabit the backstage areas. Those who dissect and criticise the others for their amusement.

Crowd: booo!

H: Yes boo them. The two faced jackals who command your cheers but secretly are bitter to their rotten cores. They come out here and beg you to cheer for them. They beg you to believe the façade that they wear. Every single pore in their body is a contradiction to their inner demons.

H: They present themselves as paladins but are in truth nothing more than vermin. Which is why I must win this match. Which is why I must once again become the beacon for all that is good and right about 6cwf.

H: It is my duty to reclaim the truth. To reclaim the goodness that you shower on us as 6cwf wrestlers. It is my duty to be the ambassador for this industry. I once failed in my duties but I will not turn my back on you guys and gals again.

H: The time is now. Hobo's time to shine is once more. Good will prevail over evil. Good will triumph. Good will win though. And Hobo is good.

H: Dragon.........its nothing personal. But the Hobo express must run straight through you. Hobo will win this tournament. Hobo.....

Crowd:...out!

Hobo rolls out and poses for a few photos with the crowd on his way.

(We go backstage where Chaos is seen sitting in the corner of a darkened room, he has the World Title sat in his lap, he stares deeply into the title before raising his head and smiling twistedly into the camera)

C: Last week I offered you the chance of a lifetime Blue Dragon, and yet you have yet to respond. Why is that Blue, the biggest opportunity of your career and the best you can do is to stare me down last week on Lockdown. Really Blue, the very least I was expecting was you nearly biting my hand off for what I am offering you.

With me you have a chance to reach the promised land, a chance to break through the glass ceiling, a chance to stand alongside the immortals. Is that not what you've always wanted? Or have I misjudged you? Are you infact happy with mediocrity, happy to just collect your paycheque every week, happy to rest on your laurels.

(Chaos laughs)

Because if you are I'm sure that there is an endless stream of other so called talent in this company that would give anything to get what I am offering. Hell even the parasites that come every week would have at least answered their True Prophet!

So Blue, this week on Lockdown in the actual Main Event it will be me and you. Face to Face. Mano et Mano. Yes Blue, you heard right. Against you're True Prophet even a face off is the Main Event. Even answering a challenge is the Main Event. Not Uryu, Not Cassius. But the True Prophet, oh yes Blue. I am the goddamn Main Event every single week. I am the man that the parasites pay to see, I am the sole reason this is the flagship show.

The True Prophet, The Greatest Cruiserweight in the World, The Best in the Business, The Main Event.

Blue I truly hope you accept my generosity this week. Think about it, history being made this week. The Main Event of Born in Fire booked 6 months early. Your chance to make history Blue, can you hear Destiny calling you? Destiny will make sure that the Era of Chaos continues unopposed, which is why I already know that you will accept. Destiny has spoken to me, just as she will call to you.

My Destiny forging my Legacy, My Destiny unlocking my True Power, My Destiny calling the True Prophet towards the light of immortality

Tick

Tick

Boom!

(Chaos smiles and stares into the camera in a deranged way)

Just as Hobo is posing for the photographers Jdrop hits and Dragon comes out with his free weight championship wrapped round his waste.

The crowd cheer as pyrotechnics shoot off into the rafters and Dragon then tags fans as he bounces down the ramp, Hobo then rolls back in the ring and Dragon runs and dives through the middle rope and stands in front of Hobo and bows to him in respect as does Hobo bow back to Dragon.

Dragon: I have left my brother in the back as I feel Hobo man deserve to hear my voice as he fists very good and have a lot of respect for Hobo man.

The crowd cheer and start the Hobo chant.

Dragon: Now Hobo man, I know you would like to win this tournament but so would I and if that means having to take you out to do it I will.

Half the crowd boo and half the crowd cheer.

Dragon: Listen great fans of 6wf I love every one of you, You showed me great respect and gave me the power and strength when I needed it most but Hobo is a man that I must defeat and prove to myself that I am good enough to be a champion and the way to do that is to beat one of the best fisters in 6cwf and that is you Hobo.

Hobo bows to Dragon in respect of the words he has just herd from Dragon.

Dragon: I cashed in my Freshers contract to become Free weight champion and will defend it with honour and will defend it against any one whom wishes to try and take it away from me.

And Hobo man you may be the first man to have a shot in the future if you want it, Its there.

The crowd gives out a huge roar of approval for what Dragon has just said.

Dragon: But first is this match I have with you Hobo man, I must win and win well, I must gain your respect and go through to the next round. I have one peace of gold but I want more, I am a greedy man but do realise that I must fight my way up the ladder and the first run of that ladder starts with you Hobo man.

I will give my best to try and defeat you Hobo man as am sure that you will give your best to try and defeat me.

So let the best man win Hobo man, dragon bows to Hobo and then holds out an arm of friendship and waits for Hobo's response.

Hobo smiles at the Dragon before bowing in response.

H: You have great honour, Dragon. And that gift in your heart will make you a legend in the 6cwf. But your time is not now. However, I will be proud to face you later tonight and putting on a show of courage and great skill for this crowd.

Hobo holds out his fist waiting for the Dragon to bump fists, which after several moments, and with a uncertain look of what to do, obliges.

H: Whatever happens tonight, by bearing your soul, you cannot lose. You may not advance in the tournament but you have shown the true meaning of integrity. Beware the jackals out back and stay true to your resolve.