6WF War Results 28th October

War Championship Match:
Cobra vs Jerome Dubois vs Jimmy Phillips vs Cerberus

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Mike Bird:Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a fatal four way match…………for the AWF CHAMPIONSHIP!

*Crowd pop

JT:Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 6WF War Pre-Show….we are broadcasting live on Eurosport as well as on Sky Atlantic to bring to you the first ever AWF Championship match…I am Jeff Thadeus, alongside my broadcast colleague, Paul Salisbury, and Paul we have been waiting all week for this match…..

PS:We’ve watched these guys compete on Ascension, doing everything they can to earn their spot in this match….in the end, only four could make it….and each of those four will be giving their all to walk out of this match with the championship gold…

The lights in the arena turn to darkness as boos and screams echo all around. “Hell” blasts from the speakers and a red haze falls over the sold-out stadium. Flames burn from the tops of the turnbuckles…

Mike Bird:Introducing first………….from Deadman’s Corner………………..weighing in at 295 pounds……….Ceeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrbbbeeeeeeerrrrrrrruuuuuuuuussssssss!

JT:The most dominant man on the 6CW roster….Cerberus is a maniacal monster, hell-bent on destruction…..can you imagine this guy at the forefront of Ascension?

PS:It’s a horrible vision but yes I can imagine it…..Cerberus is a freak of nature….

Cerberus stands at the top of the stage and his eyes glare down towards the ring, with no trace of emotion. The monstrous giant makes his way down towards the ring and climbs upon the apron before stepping over the top rope into the ring.

JT:Cerberus standing tall….could that be the vision at the end of this contest?

The flames from the turnbuckles die down as “Cold Ash” roars out and is met by a wall of cheers from the crowd in attendance. Red pyrotechnics explode up into the air and then a shadow appears through the smoke plume…

Bird: From Cleveland, Ohio………………weighing in at 257 pounds…………….Jiiiiiimmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyy Phhhhhhhhiiiiiiillllllllliiiiiippppppppppssssssssss!

PS: The Talent, Jimmy Phillips….he is two from two on Ascension, he coasted into this match and he has a whole lot of support from the fans in attendance…

JT: Phillips combines strength and speed…he is a high impact superstar and he will pose serious problems for all of his opponents in this match….

PS:I watched Phillips’ develop in CWA, he has all the makings of a big game player….victory here tonight would propel him to the next level…

Jimmy Phillips runs from one side of the stage to the other and poses for the fans before removing his t-shirt and throws it into the crowd. Wolf whistles break out as Phillips flexes his muscles and then makes his way down towards the ring.

JT:The crowd in attendance are definitely rooting for Phillips……could play into his favour….

PS:It could, but it could also be his downfall, depends on how he deals with the situation…

Phillips reaches the base of the ring and then jumps onto the apron, setting off pyros from the turnbuckles. Phillips then climbs into the ring and shares a brief stare with Cerberus before taking to the ropes and posing for the fans. The flashbulbs go off and then Phillips jumps down, just in time for “Mind Eraser” to hit the speakers.

JT:Without a doubt the most unpopular man in this match……

Bird:From Paris, France……………weighing in at 275 pounds…………Jeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrooooooommmmmeeeeeeeeeee Duuuuuuuuuubbbbbbbbbbboooooiiiiiiiiissssssssss!

PS:Dubois qualified for this match with a submission victory on Ascension this past Tuesday…

JT:Submission victory?....you mean when he put Lex in the sharpshooter and Lex didn’t tap out but the ref called for the bell anyway?....

PS:That’s the one…

JT:Mindless cheating and bias on show from our General Manager last week….I don’t know what the deal is with her and Dubois but it is becoming ridiculous….Dubois should not be anywhere near this match…

Dubois jogs out with his back to the crowd wearing a Black suit vest with "Still a Phenomene" written across the back in white. Dubois then turns arounds and stretches his arms out from side to side as he looks up to the heavens as a Red Pyro shoot off behind him. Dubois makes his way down the ramp with and walks up the steel steps where he wipes his feet on the apron and then steps into the ring. As Dubois enters the ring he removes his robe and climb on to the turnbuckle where he is seen wearing a white trunks with “Culture” Written on the back.

PS:Dubois is the favourite in my eyes…

JT:How the hell do you work that out?

PS:His experience, he is a former world champion in 6CW…..and his relationship with Miss Jessica….the stars are aligned for Dubs…

JT:Please….

Dubois smirks at Phillips and Cerberus before dropping down off the ropes and using the corner to stretch his muscles. Phillips looks very focused and Cerberus is pressed back against the ropes, presenting an aura of ferocious boredom.

PS:That’s three of our competitors….guess we are waiting for one more…

JT:Yes we are………the second most impressive qualifier….

Mike Bird:And finally………from Tijuana, Mexico…………weighing in at 260 pounds……..Coooooooobbbbbbrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Red, white and green pyros explode from the stage as “King of the stereo” screams out and the cheers from the crowd almost drown out the music. Dubois, Cerberus and Phillips all look up towards the stage as Cobra walks out into view.

PS:Cobra is a former CWC and TAW Champion……..he is known all around the world and synonymous with success, but Ascension is a new challenge…one he has yet to conquer….

JT:On talent alone, Cobra is head and shoulders above the competition….but talent doesn’t always get you first prize….you need temperament and you need that little bit of luck when the time is right….I don’t doubt Cobra’s resume, but I would like to some proof of just how good he can be…

PS:I’m with you….this guy says he is the “best”….but I want to see it…..he’s undefeated so far on Ascension but last week’s match was gifted to him…let’s see him come through a challenge like this one tonight….

Cobra rips his vest off and slaps hands with the fans as he walks down the rampway, exuding ultimate confidence. Dubois watching Cobra with a look of loathing as the Mexican reaches the base of the ring and then climbs up onto the apron.

JT:Here are your four competitors………….Phillips, Cerberus, Dubois and Cobra….one fall to a finish, one of these guys leaves tonight as the first ever AWF Champion….

PS:They booked their slots, now is the time to earn their respect…..the gold can only leave with one…

Cobra steps into the ring and the referee checks all four men for illegal objects before stepping away with a satisfied look on his face. He gives his final instructions to all competitors and then turns to the timekeeper and gives the signal for the match to begin.

JT:There is the cue for the start…….War dark match….AWF Championship on the line…….

PS:I can’t believe this is the warm up for the actual pay per view….these guys are all show stealers….

Cerberus glares at his opponents as Dubois turns towards the monster and tries to convince him into forging an alliance. The crowd boo as Cerberus eyes Dubois with interest….

JT:Dubois is real smart….he know what a bonus it would be to get Cerberus on board…

PS:He can sense the championship already…

JT:Maybe not…

The crowd cheer as Cerberus suddenly shakes his head and drills Dubois with a huge uppercut, that drops him. Dubois staggers back up to his feet and Jimmy Phillips slugs him with a hard right hand before Cobra nails a t-bone suplex, sending Dubois rolling for safety….

JT:Dubois has not been well received in this matchup…

Phillips and Cobra then begin to brawl and Cobra rocks JP back on his heels before whipping him across the ring, only for Phillips to return with a huge flying shoulder tackle. Cobra gets back up onto his feet and Phillips grips him into position and connects with a big belly to belly slam…

PS:Jimmy Phillips is all about the explosive power game…

Cerberus is quickly in on the action and he kicks Phillips in the stomach and sends him clattering into the corner. The monster then follows in and connects with a big clothesline before ushering JP out and seizing him by the throat…

JT:Cerberus is aiming for an early finish…

Cerberus lifts Phillips up for the chokeslam but the Cleveland native jumps out of the side and then drills Cerberus with an impressive spinebuster……………………….1……………………….2…………..Cobra breaks up the cover.

PS:This is one fall to a finish….so a difficult task for all of these guys to eliminate the competition long enough to score that decisive decision…

Cobra drags Phillips up and lands with hard Muay Thai knees to the head before attempting to whip him into the corner. Phillips shows his power to reverse the whip and he sends the Mexican towards the turnbuckle…

JT:SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY!

The crowd cheer as Cobra leaps onto the ropes and floats back into the fantastic crossbody takedown………………..1……………………………….2………………………shoulder up. Cobra gets back to his feet and he beckons for Phillips to stand….

PS:Cobra senses his opportunity…..VIPER…

Dubois grabs Cobra’s legs from the outside and drags him under the bottom rope. Cobra pushes Dubs away from him and then looks for a running big boot….

JT:Dubois ducked and that was some nasty impact…

Cobra kicks the ringpost and staggers away in pain, allowing Dubois to rush after him and connect with a chopblock on the outside. Dubois then picks Cobra’s right leg up and begins to slam it across the side of the steel steps…

PS:Dubois suffered a nasty injury to his own foot last week at Ascension, now he is inflicting the same upon Cobra….

JT:I was wondering about Dubois’ ankle, I wonder if it will hold up in this match….he did take a lot of punishment on Ascension….

Dubois rests Cobra’s leg across the steps and then climbs onto them and leaps into the air, driving all his bodyweight down into the leg and ankle of his rival. In the ring, Cerberus scoops Phillips up onto his shoulders…

PS:F-5!

Phillips drops down the back and pushes Cerberus against the ropes, only for the monster to return and wipe out JP with a brutal bicycle kick……………………1…………………..2………………………shoulder up. Cerberus shakes his head at Phillips before heading to the corner and climbing up onto the top rope….

JT:Cerberus is looking to go high risk here…..BOOM!

PS:He scores…

Cerberus comes flying from on high and he takes out JP with a solid aerial clothesline. The giant then gets back to his feet and he rags Phillips up by the head…

JT:Cerberus is wasting no time in this match……..constantly looking for the finish….

PS:Smart guy…………….BURN IN HELL!

Cerberus flips Phillips up onto his shoulders for the finisher as Dubois rushes back into the ring and takes out Cerberus with the “french connection” spear…………………………..1………………………..2…………..Cerberus powers out.

JT:Dubois thought he had done it there….

Dubois looks at the referee with disgust and holds up three fingers but the official waves him off and orders him to get on with the match.

JT:These are 6WF officials in charge of this match…not those corrupt losers from Ascension, there will be no false finish tonight…..

Dubois gets back to his feet and he lashes hard knife edge chops into the chest of Jimmy Phillips before whipping him off the ropes and taking him down with an armdrag when he returns. Phillips gets back onto his feet and Dubois lifts him into an atomic drop before following up with a neckbreaker…………………1……………………..2……………….kickout!

PS:Dubois is on his game here tonight…..when he is in this kind of form he is a sight to behold…

Cerberus is getting back to his feet and Dubois grabs his face before driving his knee into the jaw of the monster, sending him rolling under the bottom rope to the outside. Dubois then waits for Phillips to get back and scoop slams him to the canvass and drops an elbow to the chest….

JT:Dubois is going to try and build his offense now..

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Dubois pulls Phillips back up and tries to lift him into a suplex but Phillips drags Dubois down into a small package……………………….1………………………..2…………………….kickout. They both scramble back to their feet and Dubois pokes Phillips in the eye, drawing boos from the crowd, before nailing him with a brutal DDT…

PS:That could be the finish that Dubois was looking for……

1…………………………..2………………….Phillips pushes his shoulder off the mat. Dubois gets back up onto his feet and he immediately grabs ahold of his opponent’s legs…

PS:This is the fantastic submission that ended the match Tuesday night…

JT:He didn’t even lock it in properly……..

PS:Now he has, sharpshooter….

Dubois manages to twist Jimmy Phillips onto his back and sets him in place for the sharpshooter. JP lets out a yell of pain and scrambles for the ropes but Dubois pulls him back and sits right down into the move….

JT:Tremendous pain now being applied to the legs and back of Jimmy Phillips….

PS:I think he should tap out….

Phillips reaches for the ropes but finds himself too far away to do so. The referee is asking him if he wants to quit but he point blank refuses and tries to breathe life into his dilemma….

JT:Phillips is a warrior….he will fight with anything he has left….

PS:Which isn’t very much…………he’s fading out here…..

Phillips arches his back and his face swells with the pain he is experiencing but he does not quit. He slams his hand down into the mat and tries to pull himself nearer to safety…

JT:Dubois has this set firm but Phillips is fighting it….

PS:Dubs can see the title in his hands….

Dubois is shaking with the visible effort he is exerting but Phillips will not dwindle in his defense. The Cleveland superstar drags himself within touching distance of the bottom rope and he reaches out…

JT:Phillips to force the break…

His hand comes down to clasp but Dubois shows the initiative to drag Phillips back into the middle of the ring again and he really digs deep…

PS:Phillips is trapped….he is finished….first ever champion….

JT:VIPER STRIKE!

The crowd roar in approval as Cobra has returned and he wipes Dubois out with the thunderous buzzsaw kick…
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JT:The three was within touching distance….

The crowd boo as Cobra aims a right hand at Cerberus but the monster clutches him with both hands around the throat and lifts him off his feet…

PS:Check out that strength….scary….

Cobra’s feet dangle as he attempts to reach safety, but instead Cerberus launches him backwards, clattering the back of the Mexican’s head off the ringpost. Cobra lays slumped on the floor outside as Cerberus returns to the fray….

JT:Cobra taking an early nap in this one….Cerberus, on the other hand, has some plans….

Jerome Dubois is just staggering back to his feet and Cerberus bench presses him with ease before walking him to the ropes and dumping him down to the outside. The monster then whirls around and fixes his gaze solely upon the recovering Jimmy Phillips…

PS:Phillips still in a bad way from the sharpshooter, and now things are about to get a whole lot worse for him….

Phillips staggers up and Cerberus headbutts him back into the corner before running in and landing with a stinger splash. Cerberus then grabs JP’s arm and sends him clattering to the opposite side of the ring, where Phillips crashes against the turnbuckle and staggers back….

JT:BROGUE…

Phillips ducks the bicycle kick attempt this time and runs off the ropes himself, gathering serious momentum as he returns….

PS:GAME…

Phillips looks for the “clothesline from hell” but Cerberus dodges it at the final moment and then floors JP with a huge uppercut. Phillips slowly gets back to his vertical base and Cerberus takes him down with a face-first russian legsweep………………………………1………………………..2………………Phillips gets his shoulder up!

JT:Cerberus is not only a monster, but he is a manipulative mastermind….this guy is smart as well as crazy….a ruthless combination….

PS:I think Cerberus has a huge chance of leaving tonight as champion…

Cerberus heads for the apron and then begins to scale the ropes once more. Jimmy Phillips is still down on the canvass as the monster makes his way to the top…

PS:Cerberus is so mobile for a guy of his size….wait a moment….

JT:IMPACT!

Crowd:That was awe-some x5

Jimmy Phillips is suddenly up and he explodes out of the blocks and charges to the ropes. He runs up the turnbuckle and seizes ahold of Cerberus, launching him back down to the canvass with a huge belly to belly suplex….

JT:Jimmy Phillips just took out the monster…

PS:Cover him Jimmy….

The cheers are still ringing all around as Phillips crawls over and drops into the cover………………………1…………………………2……………………Dubois from on high drops the elbow to the back of Phillps to break up the cover.

JT:I thought Dubois was out of it…

PS:He’s recovered….and he’s hungry….

Phillips quickly gets back up to his feet but Dubois runs into him and clotheslines him straight over the top rope to the outside. Dubois stares down at Phillips and motions a belt around his waist, smirking arrogantly, before turning around….

JT:MY GOD WHAT A CHOKESLAM!

The crowd cheer loud as Cerberus grabs his foe around the throat and lifts him skywards, drilling him with an awe-inspiring chokeslam…..
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PS:Without that intervention, I think we had a new champion….

JT:I guarantee it….

Cobra gets back to his feet and shakes away the ill-feeling in his right leg before grabbing the right arm of Cerberus and lifting him up into an “Angle” slam……………………….1…………………..2……………Cerberus powers out.

PS:Cobra is going to need to come up with something a bit more high octane than that…

Cobra drags Cerberus back up and nails him with a snap suplex before rolling ontop of the giant and dragging his arm into a sickening position….

JT:Cobra looking to hyper-extend the arm of the monster, Cerberus…

PS:No way can he make Cerberus tap out….

Cerberus yells in pain as Cobra drags the arm back into a sickening position and wraps his legs around the shoulder joint for maximum impact. The referee is asking Cerberus if he wants to quit but the monster just grunts in anger and tries to pull himself closer to the ropes…

JT:Cobra is so confident in his own abilities, so confident that he has what it takes to make this monster of a man submit….

PS:What a way to get this crowd warmed up for War….

Cobra bends the arm at a sickening angle and it looks on the verge of snapping in two, but still Cerberus refuses to throw the towel in. The referee is really insisting that Cerberus consider his options but the giant is not interested….

JT:I don’t know if Cerberus has any quit in him….

PS:Everybody has a breaking point, Jeff, everybody….

Cerberus arm is shaking from the damage being inflicted but still he has no intention of giving up the game. He uses his free hand to claw his way closer to the ropes and finally his hand locks around the bottom…

JT:I can’t believe Cerberus forced a break there….I thought Cobra was pushing him beyond his limits…

PS:Cerberus proving why he is a freak of nature…

Cerberus rolls out of the ring and drops onto one knee and he begins to sense the magnitude of his arm injury. Cobra is getting back to his feet and looks a little disappointed that he didn’t force the decision…

JT:Cobra needs to get his focus back in the game….

Jimmy Phillips is back in the ring and he kicks Cobra in the stomach before whipping him into the corner. Cobra shows his athleticism and dives onto the top rope before moonsaulting back…

PS:Check out the strength…

Phillips wows the crowd as he catches the giant frame of Cobra across his shoulder and then runs him back into the corner, dropping him into some snake eyes. Phillips watches his groggy opponent for a moment and then rushes off the ropes…

JT:Phillips may not get a bigger chance than this….GAME-CHANGER!

The crowd look on stunned but a huge portion cheer as Phillips almost decapitates Cobra with the “clothesline from hell” and drops down into the cover…………….1
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PS:New champion…..

The referee’s hand comes down to complete the three as Dubois dives across the ring and breaks up the count. The crowd boo furiously as Dubois struggles back to his feet and he kicks JP in the stomach before yelling “Vive la France”…

JT:GARLIC BOMB!

Dubois flips Phillips up for the powerbomb but JP rolls down the back and drags Dubois into a cover…………………….1……………………………..2……………….shoulder up. They both scramble back up and Dubois charges in for a clothesline…..

PS:SAMOAN DROP!

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JT:Jerome Dubois proving his own resiliency right there…..you have to credit him for that….

Phillips is immediately back up and he drags Dubois to his feet and lifts him into a suplex position. He holds him there for ten seconds and then drops him down to the canvass before heading for the corner and beginning to scale the ropes….

PS:Not often you see Jimmy Phillips taking to these kind of heights……

JT:I think the magnitude of the event demands it…..LEGDROP!

Phillips gives the signal to the crowd and then jumps from the top, landing the legdrop across the throat of Dubois……………………………..1……………………………2………………………..Dubs just about gets his shoulder up.

PS:These four men are competing to become the first ever AWF Champion….that belt in front of us is the prize for the hard work these athletes are putting in….

The cameras show the championship on its platform by the announce area before shifting back to the ring. Phillips is back on his feet and he is beckoning for Dubois to do the same…

JT:Jimmy Phillips has worked so hard for this opportunity, and he can almost taste the gold….

PS:Stay down Dubs…..

JT:TOUCHDOWN!

Phillips looks to take Dubois down with the “rockbottom” but Dubs elbows his way out at the last moment before then lifting a groggy JP up and drilling him with the “Au Revoir” sitout sideslam………………….1………………………..2……………………..Phillips kicks out!

PS:Dubois got the better of that exchange….now he is back in control…..

Dubois gets back to his feet and he dances from foot to foot in a mocking manner before welcoming Phillips back up and kicking him in the stomach…

JT:This is Dubois’ opportunity……………CULTURE SHOCK!

PS:SNAKEBITE!

*Crowd pop

Dubois is about to drill Phillips with the “dominator” when Cobra grabs the Frenchmen from behind and then twists him into the spinning impailer………………………1……………………………………..2………………………………3!

JT:It’s all over….

PS:CHOKESLAM!

The referee’s hand is coming down for three when Cerberus pulls Cobra under the bottom rope to the outside and then decimates him with a thunderous chokeslam on the hard flooring in the aisleway. The crowd boo and Cerberus winces at the pain in his arm but stares down, emotionless, at the motionless form of Cobra…

JT:Cerberus pushed himself through the pain barrier to hit that chokeslam…

PS:And that is what it takes to be a champion…going above and beyond…

In the ring, Dubois flat out on the canvass as Cerberus climbs up onto the apron and scales the top rope. Dubois is still unmoving as Cerberus stands tall…

JT:Dubois isn’t going anywhere after the “snakebite”….

PS:Definitely not now….FROGSPLASH!

The flashbulbs go off as the seven foot frame of Cerberus comes hurtling from the top rope and lands ontop of Dubois……………………………..1……………………………………..2…………………………..Jimmy Phillips breaks up the pinfall.

JT:Jimmy Phillips was the only obstacle standing between Cerberus and the championship…

PS:That is not an enviable position….

Cerberus is quickly back onto his feet and he uppercuts Phillips back into the corner before charging in and landing a brutal knee to the gut. The monster then follows up with several shoulder thrusts to the midsection before lifting Phillips up onto the top rope….

JT:This is a bad place for Jimmy Phillips to be…

PS:He should have just let Cerberus have the belt, save himself the trauma….

Cerberus climbs up to the top with JP and he stuns him repeatedly with solid forearms to the face before dragging him into a front facelock. Cerberus and Phillips then stand high upon the top rope and Cerberus nails a destructive superplex….

JT:The impact of that move was literally insane…

The whole ring shakes as Cerberus drives Phillips into the canvass and then crawls ontop for the pinfall………………1…
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PS:I didn’t expect Jimmy Phillips to kick out of that….but he did….

JT:Phillips showing his heart….and his desire to become champion….

Jerome Dubois is trying to get back to his feet but Cerberus grabs him by the throat and pushes him over the top to the outside of the ring. The monster then turns back to Phillips and he shakes his head before drawing his finger across his throat…

JT:That is never a good sign to see from Cerberus…..he has seen enough and he wants to end this right here….

PS:Yes he does….Jimmy Phillips has fought valiantly but now he must “BURN IN HELL”….

The crowd watch on in dismay as Cerberus hauls Phillips back to his feet and then flips him up onto his shoulders, in position for the black tiger bomb/tombstone. He marches around the ring and then runs forwards…

PS:Here we go….

JT:SUPERKICK!

The crowd go wild as Cobra rolls back into the ring and he stuns Cerberus with a huge superkick to the jaw. Phillips drops down off the monster’s shoulders and falls into the corner as Cobra takes his chance to lift Cerberus up….

PS:Great feat of strength…..death valley driver!

The crowd are on their feet and showing their appreciation as Cobra drills Cerberus with the DVD and hooks the leg……………………………….1…………………………….2……………………foot on the ropes!

JT:Cobra forgot to check the ropes…………..the effects of this match are taking their toll on him…

Cobra looks annoyed at his own mistake as he begins to get back to his feet. The crowd are chanting his name and urging him on, almost giving him the edge that he requires. Cobra slowly begins to stalk Cerberus…

PS:Cobra is one of the only men on the roster that can match up physically with Cerberus….

JT:It is a definite advantage….

Cerberus gets back to his feet and Cobra grabs him around the throat for a chokeslam of his own but Cerberus breaks his foe’s grasp and knees Cobra in the stomach before flipping him…

PS:BURN IN…

Cobra slips down the back and he spins Cerberus around before nailing with him with a reverse STO……………………..1……………………………….2…………………..Cerberus powers out.

JT:Cobra needs to go deep into the well to stop this guy….

Cobra gets back to his feet and looks a little annoyed at Cerberus’ unwillingness to lie down. Cerberus is already on his way back up and Cobra grabs ahold of him before drilling him with a spike DDT….

PS:It’s still not enough….look Cerberus is already getting up…

Cobra spits in a show of frustration before climbing out onto the apron. He shakes with impatience before springboarding onto the ropes…………..

JT:ROARING ELBOW!

Cobra twists back through the air and lays Cerberus out with a brutal elbow smash to the jaw. The monster is finally lifeless on the canvass as Cobra quickly runs to the ropes…

PS:Cerberus knows this is his chance…..Cerberus is out of it……..NO KNOWN CURE!

JT:It still wasn’t enough….

Cobra floats back into the amazing double rotation moonsault but Cerberus is alive to it and drives his knees up into the midsection of his opponent. Cobra doubles up in agony and immediately tries to stand up, but it is far too soon….

PS:Cobra should regain his breath….

JT:TOUCHDOWN….TOO LATE!

The crowd are split as Phillips is waiting for Cobra and he takes advantage with a thunderous “rockbottom” that shakes the ring…
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Ding!

PS:Lights out….

The crowd boo furiously as Dubois smashes the ringbell straight into Jimmy Phillips’ face and leaves him sprawled on the hard flooring. Dubois laughs at his handwork before making his way back to the ring…

JT:There is mayhem all around us…..Dubois showing his loose morals by bringing the ring bell into play….

PS:No DQ’s so who cares….

Cerberus is back up on his feet and he is about to make a beeline for the flattened Cobra when he spots Dubois getting back into the ring. The monster decides to take out the competition and rushes over for a big boot….

PS:See you later…

Dubois drops down and pulls down the top rope, sending Cerberus toppling over the top to the outside. Dubois then rolls back onto his feet and he smiles with maliciousness before dragging Cobra back up to a vertical base…

JT:Dubois has taken out the playing field……and now he has his eyes firmly on the prize….

PS:He said the days of being overlooked were over and this is his chance………FORTUNE!

Dubois lifts Cobra up for the “go flasher” but Cobra drops down over the back and hooks his arms around the waist of his opponent….

JT:GERMAN!

The crowd cheer as Cobra nails the german suplex into a bridge……………..1……………………………..2………………..shoulder up. They both begin to get back to their feet and Cobra underhooks the arms of Dubois before flipping him up….

PS:Tiger….

Dubois drops back out onto his feet and he pushes Cobra away, colliding him with the referee. The crowd boo as Dubois then kicks Cobra below the belt and flips him up into the air….

JT:CULTURE SHOCK….not like this….

PS:Referee get a grip of yourself…

Dubois hooks both legs and is quivering with excitement as the official slowly begins to regain his senses. There is a ten second delay before the referee is able to jolt into life and slides into the cover……………………..1…………………………………………………2……………………………………3-kickout!

PS:Yes….it’s over…

JT:Referee is saying no…..indicating a two count….

PS:No it cannot be….

Dubois is on his knees, pleading with the referee that it should have been a three count but the official waves the match on. Dubois crawls back up to his feet and looks at the referee with disgust before dragging Cobra up by the head…

PS:Keep your focus Dubs….this is your match to lose…..FOR-….

JT:Small package…

Dubois looks for the “go flasher” but Cobra drags him into a small package……………………1……………………2…………….shoulder up. They both get back to their feet and Dubois scores quickly with a kick to the stomach….

PS:GARLIC BOMB!

Dubois scores with the release powerbomb on Cobra but has no time to capitalise as Cerberus rolls back into the ring and clutches Dubs around the throat…

JT:CHOKE…

Dubois kicks his feet and manages to drop down over the top rope onto the apron. He grabs ahold of Cerberus’ injured arm and drops it across the ropes, causing Cerberus to roll back from the ring and stagger back with pain….Dubois then clambers back into the ring and he lets Cobra get to his feet before dragging him in…

PS:Second time will be a charm……..CULTURE…..

JT:GAME-CHANGER!

Dubois looks for the “dominator” but Cobra succeeds in pushing him away and straight into the running “clothesline from hell” by Jimmy Phillips. There is a small trickle of blood on the nose of Phillips from the shot with the ring bell as he makes his way quickly in for the cover…

PS:VIPER STRIKE!

JT:I don’t believe it….

Phillips is about to make the cover when Cobra drills him with the sickening buzzsaw kick whilst JP is in a kneeling position. Phillips rolls away and Cobra drops down…

JT:Not how I expected this to end…

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Ding ding ding

Mike Bird:Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner…………………and NEW AWF Champion………….Coooooooooobbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

JT:Seems a popular decision in the arena………but I think Jimmy Phillips has every right to feel aggrieved by this….

PS:Phillips?....who cares about Phillips, Dubois has been screwed….

JT:I don’t know how on earth you work that out….

The crowd in the arena are going wild as “King of the Stereo” roars out and the referee presents the championship into the possession of Cobra. The Mexican superstar nods his head with a smile upon his face and then raises it above his head…

JT:Cobra said Ascension was a new stomping ground……..that he was coming here to prove just how good he has become, and you cannot argue with results……my only slight observation is that two weeks running now we have seen Cobra pick up decisions after the hardwork of others……

PS:He is a cheat and a lowlife…Cobra takes advantage of everyone else’s work…….there should be a complaint….

JT:He isn’t doing anything wrong…………just I suppose everyone likes to see a little more from one of the best in the world……in saying that, he is the champion so I guess you cannot argue with results….

PS:Oh yes you can….and I will argue all night…..

Cobra goes to all four corners in turn and poses with the championship. Cerberus shakes his head from the outside and immediately makes his way up the rampway towards the exit as Jimmy Phillips sits in the centre of the ring looking a little crestfallen by what has just taken place.

JT:Don’t get me wrong, that was a fantastic match……I’d like to see the talent on the main card match that because this preliminary just blew the competition out of the water……..this is what Ascension is all about, non-stop action……

PS:Sensational bout and although I am disgusted with the final outcome, I thoroughly enjoyed the contest…

JT:I’m sure Dubois and Miss Jessica will have some excuse by time Ascension comes around on Tuesday night…but right now we aren’t listening to excuses, we are listening to this capacity crowd making a hell of a noise for the new AWF Champion…..great start to what promises to be an amazing night…

Cobra continues to celebrate with the crowd as Phillips rolls from the ring and cuts a forlorn figure as he ambles up the rampway, taking one last look at Cobra before exiting into the backstage area.

"War" by Edwin Starr roars out through the speakers and the crowd are cheer loudly as an amazing pyrotechnics display goes off at the top of the ramp to mark the beginning of 6WF War! The camera pans to the commentary desk where RJ and Michael Wire are sat.

RJ:Ladies and Gentleman, good evening and welcome to 6WF WAR live on Eurosport and Eurosport HD! Our final pay per view before Born In Fire, what an amazing show we have in store for you tonight.

MW:That's right RJ. We have some absolutely huge matches lined up this evening, none more so than our Main Event where 5 multi-time world champions are involved in a match that decides the Born In Fire Main Event!

RJ:Tonight we also have three other title matches, and three other huge grudge matches lined up as things hot up ahead of Born In Fire.

MW:Let's get this show on the road RJ!

The camera then pans to show the crowd and their various signs:

"Entrant 36"
"Logan Kincade sucks"
"Blowing Ronald for BIF 2012!"
"I'm missing the X Factor for this"
"Judas"
"The Saint is going to kick your head in"
"Cassius gonna kill you"

RJ: Welcome everyone once again, to the first match in what looks like an amazing War PPV

MW: And what a first match……Chaos with the formidable Takeo against the reformed Parasite Killers.

RJ: Takeo interfered in McManus’ and Fanatics tag team match last week. Then Fanatic repaid the favour by getting involved in Takeo’s No .1 contender match for the European championship. There is a lot of anger and bad blood going into this match.

MW: The one thing the Parasite Killers have over Chaos and Takeo is teamwork. They know each other. The duo of Chaos and Lucas Takeo is a work in progress.

“It’s an Omen" screams out over the loudspeakers and the green pyro goes off. A searchlight then roams before stopping on the top of the ramp. Chaos appears before more pyros go off. He swaggers down to the ring before saluting the crowd to more boos. He enters the ring, climbs the turnbuckle and then starts applauding while looking up the aisle.

RJ: Chaos waiting for his opponent.

“From Yesterday” blasts out of the speakers next and Lucas Takeo slowly walks down the aisle. His head is bowed with a towel covering it, as he finally makes his way into the ring. Chaos and Takeo exchange nods but nothing more.

“Come with me” blazes out through the speakers before the Parasite Killers appear - James McManus and The Fanatic. They stride side by side down to the ring, before McManus slides under the bottom rope causing Chaos and Takeo to back off slightly. The Fanatic lifts himself onto the apron with his arms out wide, before spitting out a red liquid into the crowd.

Suddenly, Takeo seeing that Fanatic has his back turned, rushes at him and knocks him down off the apron. He exits the ring and the two men begin brawling on the outside. Meanwhile, Chaos lunges at McManus who steps out of the way and crashes him to the floor with a drop toe hold. He then jumps on Chaos and smashes the back of his head with stiff blows.

RJ: Explosive start! There is not much point the referee being here!

The Fanatic, still on the outside, has Takeo staggered and leaning on the crowd barrier. He whips him toward the ring post, but Takeo reverses. Fanatic goes flying into the post while Takeo follows him and hits a splash that squashes Fanatic against the steel. He goes down to one knee, while Takeo looks down at him intensely,

RJ: Look out!

McManus has finished with Chaos and watches as his tag team partner crashes into the ring post. He runs against the ropes, rebounds and hits Takeo with a baseball slide that knocks him down. McManus then rains blows against the back of Takeo.

MW: Chaos! Oh no!

Chaos has got to his feet in the ring and launches himself over the top rope with a tope. McManus manages to step away and Chaos lands straight into Takeo. He quickly gets to his feet and looks down at his injured tag team partner. McManus comes at him but Chaos manages to block the right hand and hit one himself. He lifts McManus up quickly and drops him with a spinebuster to the floor.

MW: Chaos getting his own back

RJ: Whip into the……no reversal…..oh my god!

Chaos lifts McManus to his feet and tries whipping him into the steel barriers. McManus reverses and sends Chaos the other way. Chaos jumps over the lying Takeo straight into a big boot from the recovered Fanatic. The Parasite Killers lift their arms up in celebration as Chaos and Takeo lie at their feet.

MW: Chaos and Takeo not clicking as a team yet.

Fanatic rolls Chaos into the ring, while McManus jumps onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle. Fanatic lifts Chaos into a powerbomb position in front of McManus and holds him there. McManus launches himself off the turnbuckle with a high crossbody while Fanatic drops Chaos with a powerbomb in a huge double team move. McManus goes for the pin.

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RJ: Takeo gets there just in time!

Takeo slides into the ring and breaks the pin. The Fanatic immediately goes after Takeo again, but he responds with a punch to the gut. McManus then flies in but Takeo cracks his head with a massive clothesline that sends McManus cartwheeling to the floor. He then pulls Fanatic up and lifts him up across his shoulders. Takeo staggers a bit with the weight but smashes Fanatic down with a massive Samoan drop that shakes the ring.

MW: McManus is in a whole load of trouble now!

Chaos has managed to haul himself up in the corner and now watches as Takeo walks over to McManus and wraps a huge hand around his throat. He walks around the ring, as McManus struggles to get free. Takeo then lifts McManus into the air and crashes him down with a huge chokeslam. Chaos quickly climbs the turnbuckle and is pleading for the tag.

MW: McManus is in prime position for a Chaos Rising!

MW: I think Takeo has other plans for James McManus. We might not want to see this….

Takeo looks at Chaos and then down at the prone McManus. He holds the back of his head, remembering the blows he took on the outside. He ignores Chaos and lifts McManus to his feet and stares in his eyes. McManus is barely conscious with the chokeslam he suffered. Takeo turns him around and locks in a full nelson. He violently shakes the injured McManus like a rag doll. The referee checks on McManus whose head is lowered. The referee lifts McManus’ arm up once and it immediately flops down. He checks again, and it collapses for a second time.

RJ: Ok Mr Referee……let us get Takeo out of the ring. McManus is out.

MW: Third time……going down……….NO!!

As the referee checks for the last time, McManus’ arm is seemingly going downwards, when Fanatic rushes in and clubs Takeo to the back of the head, that sends both him and McManus to the mat. Chaos lifts his arms up in annoyance and starts complaining to Takeo who is now lying on the canvas.

RJ: Chaos really angry at his partner for not tagging him in. This match could have been over by now.

The Fanatic is pushed back by the referee to his corner, before he goes to start the ten count to the two fallen men. McManus slowly inches himself across the canvas while Takeo has managed to sit against his turnbuckle. He shakes his head in anger as he sits there and glares at The Fanatic in the other corner. Chaos takes his chance and slaps Takeo on the shoulder. He vaults over the top rope and enters the ring, before grabbing McManus’ leg and hauling him back into the centre of the ring.

RJ: Look at Takeo’s face! He hasn’t moved an inch!

Chaos raises McManus up and boots him in the gut. He signals to the crowd and then hooks McManus’ arms.

MW: G-Force!!! Ring the bell it’s all over!

Chaos lifts McManus up and hits the G-Force in the centre of the ring. He goes for the cover.

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Suddenly there is a massive bellow from one side of the ring and Takeo, completely oblivious to his partners pin attempt rushes across the ring and clotheslines Fanatic to the floor. The referee stops his count as he is nearly steamrolled by the on-rushing Takeo. Chaos throws his arms up again, as he cannot believe he has been thwarted for the win a second time.

RJ: Does Lucas Takeo even realise this is a tag team match?!

Chaos gets to his feet and watches Fanatic and Takeo brawling again on the outside. He stands there with his hands on his hips, gesturing angrily at the crowd and Takeo. The referee is concerned with what is happening on the outside, and Chaos starts trash talking to the referee to concentrate. He checks that McManus is still down before running across the ring, jumping on the middle rope and hitting the lionsault. He lands hard on McManus and hooks the leg again.

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RJ: Kick out!

Chaos can’t believe it and trash talks to the referee again.

CROWD: Oh My God!!!!!!

While this happening, Fanatic and Takeo are fighting on the outside. Fanatic boots Takeo in the gut and the hoists him up onto his shoulders. Takeo is 10 feet in the air when Fanatic runs with him still perched on his shoulders and slams him through one of the announcer tables with a Total Elimination. Chaos watches his partner crash through the table and lay prone on the splintered wood.

RJ: Chaos now facing 2 on 1!

Fanatic lifts himself back onto the apron and stares down at Takeo, before looking back inside the ring. Chaos has McManus back on his feet and whips him to one of the turnbuckles. McManus slams against it and staggers backwards before Chaos runs towards him and hits him with a one handed bulldog. Chaos has one eye on the still unmoving Takeo, as he hoists McManus back to his feet.

RJ: Hurricanrana Armb…….nooooooo! Tombstone! Tombstone! Tombstone!

As Chaos vaults on McManus’ shoulders for his submission move, McManus manages to keep on his feet. He pulls Chaos body downward so his head is near McManus’ knees and then kneels viciously into the Tombstone piledriver position. Both men are down wearily to the canvas. After a while, McManus crawls over to Chaos, and turns him over for the pin.

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RJ: No…..just at the last millisecond!!!!

Chaos barely lifts his shoulder up in time. McManus tiredly gets to his feet and staggers over to Fanatic and makes the tag.

MW: This could get really ugly for Chaos now……..

The Fanatic slowly enters the ring and circles Chaos. He grabs him by the throat and brings him to his feet. He chucks Chaos against the ropes and when Chaos ricochets back, Fanatic grabs him in a sideslam position. He starts to walk around the ring before dropping Chaos hard on his back. He then slowly gets to his feet and goes up towards the turnbuckle.

RJ: Oh you have to be kidding me! The guy is 350lb!!!!

CROWD: Holy BEEP!!!!!!!

The Fanatic slowly climbs the turnbuckle and stares down at Chaos. He then jumps off with a huge splash that nearly breaks the ring in two. McManus has to grab onto the ropes to stop being thrown off the ring by the force of the landing. The Fanatic gets to his feet and we see Chaos holding his chest and coughing violently.

MW: He must have a few broken ribs after that!!

The Fanatic walks over to McManus and makes the tag. McManus rushes over and stomps on Chaos’ chest. He then drops continuous elbows as he takes his frustration out on the broken Chaos.
RJ: Come on James! The guy has had enough. Finish this!

McManus stalks Chaos who tries to get to his feet. He hoists him across his shoulders and gets himself ready.

RJ: Death Valley Driv……..Takeo from the outside!!!!!!

As MacManus is ready to end the match with his finishing move, Takeo has managed in all this time since crashing through the table, to crawl from the wreckage. He gets to his feet on the outside, and grabs at McManus’ ankles before he can hit the Death Valley Driver. This sends Chaos falling down from McManus’ shoulders. McManus turns around and kicks Takeo on the head. This sends Takeo wild and he tries to enter the ring. The referee struggles to stop Takeo entering as he is not the legal man. Fanatic rushes in and there is a melee in the centre of the ring as the three men try to get at each other.

MW: Ref down!

In Fanatics haste to get to Takeo he bulldozes the referee to the floor. Takeo uses Fanatics momentum, sidesteps and hurls him over the top rope to the floor. McManus tries a dropkick but just bounces off Takeo’s chest.

RJ: Takeo is incensed right now!

McManus gets to his feet and tries a right hand. Takeo blocks and slaps him across his chest. He repeats the move and McManus’ steps backward. Takeo tries it a third time, but McManus ducks and Takeo hits Chaos instead., who had slowly got to his feet after being chucked to the mat. Chaos feels the side of his face, and immediately starts trash talking at Takeo.

RJ: Chaos has totally lost it

MW: Are you surprised?! He has been splashed, slammed, slapped and tombstoned. All this after his partner has wrecked their chances for a win. Twice!

Chaos steps right up to Takeo and points at him straight in his face while continuing to shout at his partner. Takeo’s eyes grow wider and wider and he slaps Chaos’ hand away. He grabs him around his throat and slams him to the mat with a huge delayed chokeslam. Chaos is sprawled out cold in the centre of the ring, while Chaos simply exits it and walks up the aisle. McManus can’t believe what he has just seen, but quickly pins Chaos just as the referee recovers.

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RJ: The Parasite Killers get the win!

Fanatic rolls into the win and celebrates with McManus, while Chaos is lying still at their feet.

MW: One thing is for sure. I doubt Chaos and Takeo will be teaming up again anytime soon!

*The action goes backstage as we see The Saint, he is approached by Jack Reynolds.

JR:Saint, any chance of a quick word?

Saint:Fire away Jack.

JR:Well, how are you feeling ahead of this match? Are you starting to feel the pressure?

Saint:You're kidding right? The Saint isn't feeling any pressure at all, because the result of this match is not important to me. Of course I want to win the world title, but what matters more to me is showing 6WF once more that I am the ultimate weapon.

Time after time I have been held back by the powers that be. Be it Danny McGraw, Abe Abercorn or the Board of Directors, they haven't wanted me in the Main Event. They've kept me back from doing what I do best, kicking ass on the biggest stages of them all.

You know why that is Jack, I know why it is and the fans know why that is. It's all about JJ Johnson and Cassius Zhi, this is the rivalry these people want to see and thus management need to protect them from me despite the fact I've defeated them both in epic feuds this year.

Well not anymore. 6WF needs dragging into a new era, away from men like Zhi and Johnson, 6WF needs dragging into the era of the realist. And I am the man who will do it.

Match 2

6WF Tag Team Championships

Blade/Dragon(C) vs Dopant Zero

RJ: Good evening Ladies and Gentleman, welcome back to 6WF WAR!

MW: First title action of the evening up next for you, as Blade and Dragon defend the 6WF Tag Team Titles.

RJ: And they go up against Dopant Zero, who earned this chance after defeating the Gods of Rome 10 days ago on Lockdown.

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is for the 6WF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!

Introducing first...the challengers... at a combined weight of 500lbs...hailing from Tokyo, Japan...DOPANT ZERO!

“Shook ones” blazes out through the speakers and the crowd boo loudly as Dopant Zero walk out onto the ramp. Nogami leaps up in front of Yagurama who stands with his arms wide as pyro’s go off around them. They then stride down to the ring, Nogami springboards in and Yagurama steps over the top rope.

RJ: Here they are folks, former 6CW stars Dopant Zero. A fantastically talented team with a very questionable set of motives.

MW: You should be thanking them RJ for bringing tag team wrestling back to 6WF. It was a disgrace that they were not awarded the tag titles as a thank you. One of the few things Danny McGraw has got wrong.

Mike Bird: And now...at a combined weight of 546lbs...the reigning and defending 6WF TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... the team of DRAGON AND YARMOUTH BLAAADEEEEE!

“Jpop drop” roars out through the speakers and the crowd cheer loudly as Dragon runs out onto the ramp. He then waits as “One and Only” blares out and Yarmouth Blade runs out behind him, he and Dragon slap hands. They then run down to the ring, simultaneously sliding under the bottom rope.

MW: I seriously have no idea how these two first managed to win the titles, and then cling onto them last month. Their luck can’t last forever.

RJ: I don’t think it is luck Michael, It is hard work and talent, two guys who barely knew each other have become a fluent, exciting tag team. They are an example to all.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Blade and Yagurama start the match off as their tag team partners go to the apron. The two men go in for the lock-up, the power of Yagurama allows him to force Blade backwards into the ropes. Yagurama quickly launches him out across the ring, he goes for a clothesline but Blade ducks underneath it. He comes back off the opposite ropes and takes Yagurama down with a flying shoulder block.

RJ: These two know each other very well from their 6CW days, where Blade was tag team champion alongside Mike Hill.

Yagurama rolls up to his feet, Blade fires in a couple of stiff European Uppercuts to the chin that back Yagurama into the ropes. He stumbles forward and Blade knocks him down with a clothesline. He quickly hooks the leg.

Ref: 1.............Kick out!

Yagurama gets the shoulder up quickly, Blade is quick onto his feet. He drags up Yagurama is a side headlock but is launched into the corner. Yagurama runs in and nails a huge stinger splash, Blade collapses to the mat. Yagurama then slowly climbs to the top rope before hitting an imploding splash on Blade.

MW: He has fantastic agility for a big man, which is what makes him such a threatening competitor.

Ref: 1............2..Kick out!

Blade manages to kick out, Yagurama picks him up by the head and pummels down on his head with a couple of big punches. He then whips Blade against the ropes before drilling him down to the canvas with a huge spinebuster. Yagurama goes to the corner and tags in Nogami.

RJ: This is where Dopant Zero are so dangerous, they possess some fantastic double team moves.

They stomp away on Blade repeatedly, Nogami then goes up to the top rope as Yagurama hauls up Blade and nails a running powerslam. Nogami quickly flies off the top rope, connecting flush with a moonsault. He hooks the leg as Yagurama rolls out to the apron.

Ref: 1..............2.......Kick out!

Blade again kicks out, Nogami lifts him up and goes for a Capoeira Kick but Blade manages to duck underneath it. He then hits a couple of headbutts on Nogami, who fires back with a poke to the eye. Blade stumbles into the ropes, Nogami goes for a dropkick but Blade blocks, shoving him down to the mat. He picks up Nogami and goes to throw him over the top rope but Nogami lands on the apron.

Yarmouth Blade turns around and Nogami nails him with a tiger feint kick over the top rope. Blade falls to the mat, Nogami goes to the top rope and flies off nailing a double leg drop across the throat.

MW: I think Nogami is one of the most entertaining competitors to watch in the whole of 6WF!

Ref: 1..............2........Kick out!

Nogami lifts up Blade, he throws him to the corner. Yagurama steps in and hits a 2nd running splash, which Nogami follows up with a hesitation dropkick to the face. Yagurama steps out as the ref warns him. Blade stumbles out of the corner and this time Nogami connects with the Capoeira kick. Cover.

Ref: 1............2.......Kick out!

Nogami is up to his feet quickly, he goes the ring apron and waits for Blade to rise before going for a springboard dorpkick but Blade manages to step aside and Nogami crashes back first into the mat. Blade quickly goes on the attack, hitting a series of knees to the back. He then allows Nogami to hit a reverse DDT backbreaker, followed by running off the ropes and hitting a knee to the back. Cover.

Ref: 1...........2.......Kick out!

Nogami forces the shoulder up off the mat relatively quickly, Blade tags in Dragon. He waits for Nogami to rise before hitting a dropkick to the knee, Blade then runs the ropes and hits a dropkick to the side of the head. They then lift up Nogami, hitting a double suplex but dropping Nogami down face first. Blade steps out of the ring and Dragon hooks the leg.

Ref: 1............2........Kick out!

RJ: Dragon knows these two very well from his days wrestling in Japan, in fact they tried to convince him to join Team Japan before he came to 6WF.

Dragon lifts up Nogami, he whips him across the ring and nails a high knee on the rebound. Nogami stumbles up and Dragon hits him with a spinning heel kick. The crowd chant Dragon’s name as he makes the cover.

Ref: 1.............2..........Kick out!

Dragon places Nogami into an armbar hold. Slowly the Dopant Zero star gets up to a vertical base only to be sent back down into the canvas with an arm drag takedown. Nogami stumbles up and Dragon runs off the ropes, flooring him with a huge spear. Cover.

Ref: 1.............2........Kick out!

Dragon lifts up Nogami, he goes for an RKO but is shoved away into the ropes. Dragon falls forward and Nogami hits a flash kick! Nogmai quickly makes the tag to Yagurama, the crowd boo loudly as he steps into the ring and stomps down on Dragon continually.

Yagurama lifts up Dragon, he then launches him across the ring with a belly to belly suplex. Blade stumbles into an avalanche belly to belly, Yagurama covers.

MW: Two consecutive belly to belly throws, Yagurama mixes technical ability and power superbly.

Ref: 1............2.........Kick out!

Yagurama places Dragon into a seated rear waistlock. Dragon is quickly onto his feet only to be thrown down to the mat with a German suplex. Dragon staggers up and runs at Yagurama who nails him with a huge Japanese Thunder Bomb! He hooks the leg once again.

Ref: 1.............2..........Kick out!

Dragon barely forces the shoulder up, Yagurama hauls him to his feet and then whips him out across the ring and goes for a wheelbarrow suplex but Dragon manages to counters with a bulldog.

RJ: What a fantastic contest this has been!

MW: These two teams are very evenly matched I have to say.

RJ: What do you think it will do to the confidence of Dopant Zero if they lose again tonight?

MW: It’ll be a blow that’s for sure. But I don’t think they’ll lose...

RJ: DOUBLE TAG!

Nogami and Blade both enter into the match, the two run to the middle of the ring, both attempting clotheslines and both men go down. All 4 men are down, with Yagurama and Dragon slumped on the apron.

MW: This one has taken a lot out of these men...

RJ: WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING?! LICENTIA AND DEMIOS!

The Gods of Rome come sprinting down to the ring, Demios and Licentia, and they quickly start beating down on both Nogami and Blade as the bell rings for the double disqualification. Both men are stomping down repeatedly, Licentia and Demios then lift up Nogami and Blade.

Demios drives Blade to the mat with Fate as Licentia simultaneously nails the Anarchy Rulz on on Nogami.

MW: Talk about confidence, these two aren’t lacking in that.

RJ: It’s a damn disgrace Michael!

MW: Don’t be stupid RJ, the Gods of Rom are making a statement. They aren’t going to wait for a chance, they are going to grab that chance themselves. These kids have shown some serious balls tonight, I applaud them for that. Waiting around will get you nowhere.

*War goes to a commercial with the crowd booing The Gods of Rome loudly as they stand over the fallen tag teams.

Chaos is shown backstage clutching his head as Takeo approaches....

Chaos: What the hell was that?

Takeos stares down at the former world champion...

LT: You think you can treat me the way you treat McManus? Think again. You're nothing to me, Chaos. Your past, present and future is not of my concern. If you try and intimidate me, i will break you. If you think you can slap me or order me around, i will break you. I would suggest staying out of my way, Chaos......or i will break you.

Takeo smiles and walks off as McManus and The Fanatic walk into shot....

JM: What a shame, Chaos. Looks like everyone you thought you could control have finally got the better of you.

McManus and The Fanatic shake their heads and walk off as Chaos sits looking depressed.

RJ: This night has barely begun Michael and there have already been so many shocks, and I think it’s about to get more brutal.







MW: Yeah, I mean that punk kid Mr Kenty has been getting in Vortex’s business for too long now, constantly getting his rematches and anything he wants, I think it’s about time Vortex did put an end to him.







RJ: But on the other hand, Kenty has come so close on previous occasions, maybe this is the time he finally prevails over the monster that is Vortex.







The crowd in the arena are buzzing with anticipation as “Turn up the Trouble” hits. The crowd then cheer loudly as Mr Kenty walks out onto the stage. Kenty looks to the ring in a focused manner, before walking down to the ring, tagging fans hands, but never taking his eyes off of the ring. Kenty then rolls in underneath the bottom rope and the lights in the arena dim except for the single spotlight illuminating Kenty. A microphone then descends from the ceiling and Kenty then takes it and begins to speak.







Kenty: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls... tonight I weigh in at 230lbs... hailing from Buckinghamshire, United Kingdom... I am MRRRR KKKEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTYYYYYYYYYYYY (Kenty then walks over to the corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle.)





KENTY!







Kenty then release the microphone which goes back up into the rafters as he remains waiting in the corner. A plume of green smoke then fills the stage as the fans descend into boos and “Breathe” hits. After a few moments, Vortex comes up through the plume of smoke, the Consultant at his side holding the FreeWeight Title belt. Vortex then stretches his arms out and loudly claps as pyrotechnics go off behind him, and he walks down to the ring, smirking at Kenty. Vortex then gets up onto the ring apron and shouts loudly at Kenty, before stepping into the ring, at which point Kenty charges in and starts to attack Vortex, who falls back into the ropes as the referee tries to pull Kenty away.







MW: Blatant cheating from Mr Kenty there, the referee should disqualify him on the spot.







RJ: Kenty is tired of being cheat constantly by Vortex and the Consultant, he’s just giving Vortex a reminder that although he is nice guy, he can brawl with the best of them.







The referee reprimands Kenty, as Vortex gets to his feet, and the referee then checks both men, before calling for the opening bell. Kenty and Vortex then circle each other, when suddenly the Consultant jumps up onto the apron and trash talks Kenty. Kenty throws a right hand at the Consultant, but he ducks it, and as Kenty turns around, he is met with a big clothesline from Vortex. Vortex then falls to the floor and starts hitting Kenty in the head repeatedly, trying to wear him down early on, but the referee quickly intervenes in the action. Vortex gets up and moves away from Kenty, but is quickly back in as Kenty gets to his feet, pushing him into the corner and hitting repeated right hands, before then starting to hit some shoulder presses to the midriff of Kenty. Vortex then finally gets to a fully standing position and pulls Kenty out of the corner, before hitting a hard sidewalk slam to Kenty. Vortex then goads Kenty as he attempts to catch his breath and get back to his feet, but Vortex merely pushes Kenty back to the mat with his foot, then placing a foot on the chest of Kenty, steps all his weight onto him, driving the air out of Kenty’s lungs. Kenty cries out in pain as Vortex and the Consultant shout something to one another, before Vortex returns to Kenty, lifts him to his feet and then throws him across the ring. On Kenty’s return, Vortex lifts him onto his shoulders, before jumping backwards to hit a powerful Samoan drop, then getting to his feet, before falling towards Kenty and hitting an elbow drop, before making the cover.







1...







2...







Kick out.







Kenty kicks out at two, but he clearly took a lot of effort to do so, and a menacing smile comes across the face of Vortex, as he realises the situation he has put himself into. Vortex then stomps on Kenty a few times, trying to hurry him back to his feet, as Kenty then slowly moves into life and tries to get back to his feet. Vortex grabs Kenty as he is almost back to an upright position and begins to hit some clubbing blows to the back and neck of Kenty, before then setting him in a double underhook position, then throwing him over his shoulder to hit a double underhook suplex, sending Kenty half way across the ring. Vortex gets back to his feet again and pushes Kenty around with his foot playfully for a few moments, before again the Consultant shouts at him, and Vortex then starts hitting some knee drops to the back and ribs of Kenty, trying to weaken him, before then hitting a falling headbutt to the face of Kenty, who clutches his face in pain after the impact. Vortex getting back to his feet quickly, then backs away from Kenty again, then runs in and hits a leg drop over the head and chest of Kenty, who is squashed underneath, and is starting to show some real wear and tear now. Vortex slowly pulls Kenty into the corner, and leans him in a seated position in the corner, before he walks across the ring and pauses for a moment, before running at Kenty and turning just before impact, to crush Kenty into the corner, leaving him motionless as Vortex then claps his hands powerfully again, much to the displeasure of the fans. Vortex then picks up the lifeless Kenty from the corner, drags him partly to his feet, before lifting him up onto his shouldes, then driving him down to hit a sitdown powerbomb. Vortex then coves Kenty.







1...







2...







Kick out.







Vortex looks up in disbelief at the referee at the kick out, and the Consultant begins to berate the referee from the outside, before Vortex merely shrugs off the call, and then drags Kenty back to the corner, this time though leaving Kenty lying on the mat, head towards the turnbuckle. Vortex then climbs to the second turnbuckle, before bouncing up and down to gather momentum, then jumping off to hit a Bonzai Drop. Kenty though is able to roll out of the way just in time, and Vortex comes crashing down to the mat hard on impact. Kenty then slowly gets back to his feet and goes over to Vortex and starts to kick at the back of his head, as he tries and fails to get up. Kenty then backs away and runs in, grabbing Vortex by the head and hitting a rolling neck snap, leaving Vortex in pain on the mat. Kenty then slowly pulls himself back to his feet again and gathers his breath, then starts to stomp angrily at Vortex on the mat, until the referee is forced to intervene again. Kenty now backs away from Vortex, who gradually gets back to his feet, using the corner for leverage, but Kenty runs in as soon as he is back to his feet and clotheslines him into the corner, forcing him chest first into the top turnbuckle, and Kenty then grabs Vortex by the head and pulls him away, hitting a neckbreaker, leaving both men on the mat grounded. Kenty holds his back and ribs in pain after all the abuse they have suffered, but is again first up to his feet, and starts hitting some hard right hands to the head of Vortex, before then hitting a hard elbow which dazes Vortex, then Kenty spins around and hits a discuss clothesline to the head of Vortex, who hits the mat hard after the impact. Kenty gets off the mat and runs across the ring, before running and hits a standing senton across the midriff of Vortex. Kenty goes for the cover.







1...







2...







Kick out.







RJ: Yet again, Kenty showing he has great intestinal fortitude, you can batter him, you can beat him up and the kid will keep fighting, he’s got no quit in him.







MW: Vortex is just lulling him into a false sense of security that’s all, any second now, Vortex is going to take him out.







Kenty straight away gets back on the offensive after the kick out and hits a series of right hands to the head of Vortex, who is now developing some swelling around one eye after the series of impacts. Kenty finally gets off of Vortex and pulls him up to his feet and pulls him over to the corner, before driving his face repeatedly into the top turnbuckle repeatedly, weakening Vortex further still, before lifting up his legs and with all his might, hitting a flapjack across the top turnbuckle to Vortex, who falls backwards in pain. Kenty then shouts at Vortex to get back up, and as he does, Kenty starts to hit a series of chops to the chest of Vortex, each time bringing out a “woo” from the fans, before whipping Vortex across the ring, but on his return, Vortex is able to duck Kenty’s attack and then goes for a clothesline, but Kenty ducks this as well, and then hits an inverted headlock back-breaker. Kenty is now getting more fired up as he runs across the ring and then hits a jumping knee drop across the head of Vortex, who clutches his face in pain after the impact, before trying roll out of the way, but it is to no avail, as Kenty grabs him by the head and lifts him to his feet. Kenty then kicks him in the gut and runs across the ring, before hitting a hard running knee lift to the side of the head of Vortex, who is caught by Kenty before he can fall to the mat. Kenty then spins around Vortex and hits a Russian Leg Sweep, but pulls Vortex over to the corner and sits him up on the bottom turnbuckle. Kenty then backs away to the adjacent corner, before running in and hitting the running face-wash. Kenty drags Vortex out of reach of the ropes and then makes the cover.







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2...







Kick out.







Kenty smashes the mat in frustration after the kick out and looks slightly dejectedly at the referee, before shaking his head and getting to his feet. Kenty then starts to stomp on Vortex, shouting at him to “stay down”, but Vortex pushes Kenty away and gets back to his feet. Kenty though starts to hit Vortex in the head repeatedly, forcing him into the ropes, before then backing away, then charging in and hitting a clothesline which sends both men over the top rope. Kenty then is then first up on the outside and grabs Vortex by the head, before walking to the announce table and smashing Vortex’s head off of it, then dragging him over to the ring post and smashing Vortex’s head off of that as well. Kenty then rolls Vortex into the ring, before gesturing at the Consultant to stay away, then rolling back into the ring. Kenty then waits back away from Vortex, before charging in at him, but Vortex is able to counter and hits a backdrop over his head. Kenty grabs his back in pain on the mat and then tries to get back to his feet using the turnbuckles, but Vortex is able to charge in and hits a running splash to Kenty, crushing him into the corner, leaving Kenty in pain. Vortex then lifts Kenty onto the top turnbuckle and Vortex then climbs up to the top rope as well. Vortex then lifts Kenty into a suplex position and holds him vertically for a few moments. Kenty though starts to fight back and is able to roll off the back of Vortex and lands on his feet on the ground, before then grabbing Vortex by the legs and falling forward to hit a kneeling powerbomb to Vortex. Kenty into the cover.







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2...







Kick out.







Kenty again looks up in shock at the referee, but is quick to get up to his feet and doesn’t focus on the kick out, instead he motions to the crowd and then starts to stalk Vortex as he gets up to his feet. Kenty then grabs ahold of Vortex and goes for the Mic-Check, but Vortex is able to fight off the move, hitting a series of elbows to the head of Kenty, before grabbing Kenty and hitting The Atomic Drop, which causes Kenty to fall to his knees in pain after the impact. Vortex then lifts up Kenty and locks in a bear-hug in the centre of the ring, as Kenty struggles to fight out of it. Vortex starts to shake violently, trying to wear Kenty down further, who gradually starts to lose the colour in his face. Vortex smiles as Kenty looks as if he is about to black out, when suddenly Kenty pushes back up and in a last ditch effort, Kenty rakes the eyes of Vortex, who releases the hold straight away and backs off clutching his face. The referee tries to reprimand Kenty, but Kenty goes straight over to Vortex and grabs a hold of him, before finally hitting the Mic Check. Kenty goes for the cover.







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RJ: What the hell is this?!







MW: Ha ha, just more game plans.







The Consultant has gotten up onto the ring apron and is distracting the referee, as Kenty looks up in fury at what is happening. Kenty instantly gets to his feet and goes to the ring ropes and grabs hold of the Consultant. Kenty shouts at him for a few moments, before throwing him into the ring and then dishing out some hard right hands in the corner to Consultant, who falls to the floor in pain, as Kenty continues to attack him. Vortex though has now had time to get back to his feet and regain his sight as he walks into the corner and hits a clubbing blow to the back and ribs of Kenty, who falls to his knees. Vortex then lifts up Kenty and hits a series of knees to the ribs of Kenty, before lifting him up and setting him on his shoulders. Vortex then spins around and goes for the V-X Bomb, but Kenty is able to roll off the front of Vortex. Vortex then goes for a clothesline but Kenty ducks and grabs Vortex again, and for the second time hits the Mic Check. Kenty goes into the cover.







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3







RJ: He did it! He did it! New FreeWeight Champion!







MW: No, but he cheated... and the plan... but...oh no.







“Turn up the Trouble” blares out as the fans erupt in cheers as Mr Kenty raises his arms into the air as victor. The referee then hands Kenty the FreeWeight Title belt, and Mr Kenty goes to the corners and poses with the belt as the fans keep cheering. Vortex slowly gets out of the ring and starts to walk up the ramp dejected, while the Consultant struggles behind him. Mr Kenty then goes over to the ropes nearest them and blows them a kiss good-bye, before going back to the centre of the ring and raising the FreeWeight Title above his head.

Abe Abercorn is stood backstage chatting to a stagehand as Danny McGraw approaches...

DM: What the hell are you playing at, Abe? Lex isn't a part of this roster, you've got no right booking him in a match.

AA: Danny, i think you'll find, that whilst you think you can do what you please, i'm afraid i see things differently. As Mr Murdoch has appeared on MY show, it's therefore my decision who he faces. And I believe Lex to be the perfect opponent for him, and besides, i figured putting Lex on the show would give your little show a bit more of a public boost.

DM: You;re out of line, Abe.

AA: Out of line, Danny? No. You were out of line when you tried to screw 6WF. Marshall was out of line when he assaulted me at Destiny. In a match i wasn't even entered for, and Lex? Well, he's been out of line his whole career. This should see the three of you learn some respect.

Abe smiles and walks off as McGraw fumes.

RJ: A huge match up next as Uryu goes up against the unhinged and uncompromising Chris Patricks!

MW: And Patricks is hell bent on embarrassing Uryu, playing on the absence of Clarissa to really get inside his head....

Ascending malice” blazes out, the crowd boo as Chris Patricks strolls out onto the ramp. He casually walks to the ramp, ignoring the abuse from the crowd.

MW: Patricks looking like he doesn't care, with all the swagger of a man set to do harm....

'Those Who Fight Further' blares from the speakers and the crowd roar to the rafters as Uryu Ishida walks out. He waves to the fans before sprinting to the ring and sliding under the ropes. He stands up and stares at Patricks as the crowd chant his name....

Ding, ding, ding...

Patricks and Uryu circle and then move into the centre and lockup, they jockey for position and Patricks backs Uryu onto the ropes and a break is forced. Uryu dusts himself off and then they lockup again, Patricks tries to push back again but Uryu grabs his right arm and twists it, he holds it in place and then hyper-extends as Patricks yells in pain. Patricks turns the tables and twists Uryu's arm, he slams his elbow into the joint and then runs forwards and clotheslines Uryu to the mat...

RJ:This crowd is fully behind Uryu but he is going to have to take this match to Patricks...

Patricks lets Uryu up and punches him back onto the ropes ,he takes Uryu by the arm and whips him across the ring, Patricks looks for the backbody drop but Uryu slams a kick into his head and then runs forwards for a clothesline of his own. Patricks ducks it though and executes a quick neckbreaker........

1........

2....Kick out.

Patricks drags Uryu up and forearms him back into the corner, he stomps on the midsection and then whips Uryu across to the opposite corner.He rushes across and nails a clothesline, pulling Uryu out into the centre and vertical suplexing him into a cover.......

1..........

2......kickout!

Patricks kneels over Uryu and hits right hands to the face before standing up and laughing down at Uryu, the crowd boo in response. He waits for Uryu to get up and then kicks him in the stomach...

MW:Patricks is fired up...and looking for the Enigma Bomb early...

Uryu elbows Patricks in the temple and the former world champ staggers back. Uryu waits for him to turn and kicks him in the gut and nails a suplex of his own. He keeps ahold and swivels his hips, lifting Patricks back up and hitting a DDT for a cover...

1.....Kick out.

RJ: Impressive innovation from Uryu....

Uryu gets to his feet and slams fists into the back of Patricks and then knees him in the stomach, he hooks the arm of Patricks and hits a vicious hip toss. Uryu sits on the mat, his chest heaving, and face deep in concentration. He stands up. He grabs the legs of Patricks and stomps on them before delivering a wishbone...Patricks clings to the ropes and tries to stand up as Uryu runs across but Patricks pulls the ropes down sending Uryu crashing to the outside...

MW: Good move from Patricks, giving himself time to regroup.

Uryu smirks up at Patricks from the outside as Patricks beckons him in. Uryu gets on the turnbuckle and the two men go nose to nose. Patricks backs off laughing and spits in the face of Uryu....

RJ: That's disgusting, why would you even do that, Mike? Oh look out Patricks.

Uryu wips the spit from his head before nailing a vicious headbutt on Patricks. He decks him with a right hand before climbling up the turnbuckle, Uryu comes flying from the top rope and catches Patricks with a crossbody, he gets straight to his feet as does Patricks and Uryu takes him down with consecutive clotheslines. Patricks rolls to the ropes but Uryu grabs him straight up, hitting a european uppercut and whipping Patricks to the corner. Uryu charges at Patricks who ducks out of the corner but he turns into a whisper in the wind from Uryu and the crowd cheer...

MW: I've gotta admit, this is impressive stuff from Uryu. He is dominating Patricks...

Uryu is back to his feet and he waits for Patrciks to get up before kicking him in the gut, he goes for the DDT, but Patricks slips underneath Uryu's legs and then connects with a backstabber on Uryu, Patricks hits Uryu with a leg drop before climbing to the top rope, he goes for a frog splash, and connects! Patricks grabs Uryu's legs and puts him in the Surfboard submission hold, Uryu cries out in pain but immediately grabs the ropes, Patricks keeps the hold locked in until the four count before releasing the hold to the disgust of the crowd...

RJ: Uryu's advantage has fallen away here...

Patricks leans over Uryu and chokes him to another count of four and then stands up. He waits for Uryu to stand up and then repeatedly kicks him in the stomach,sending him back into the corner,and stomps a mudhole. Uryu slumps down into a seated position as Patricks backs off and then rushes in with a solid knee to the face....he drags Uryu by the foot to the centre of the ring and jumps into a bodysplash of his own............

1.............

2.......Kick out!

Patricks drags Uryu to the ropes and presses his knee into his back and chokes him against the ropes, he breaks again on four and then runs across the ring and returns with a knee splash into Uryu. Uryu tries to stand up and Patricks pummels his back and then whips him into the corner...Uryu staggers out as Patricks rushes off the adjacent ropes and returns with a solid big boot to the face,Uryu sways and Patricks lifts him up and slams him to the mat. The crowd boo as the former 6WF Champion follows up with a series of elbow drops to the chest and then covers..............

1.................

2.........kickout!

MW: Patricks is dominating Uryu and the plucky underdog has no answer to this...

Patricks looks angrily at the referee, before then again starting to pound at the head and chest area of Uryu, trying to keep him worn down on the mat. Patricks then starts to stomp away on the head of Uryu ferociously, the ref pushes Patricks back and warns him as Patricks tries to push passed. Uryu stirs and gradually pulls himself to his feet. Patricks then pushes Uryu to the corner and starts to pound at him with punches to the ribs and head, softening him up further, before whipping him across the ring and on his return, hitting a sidewalk slam to Uryu, who is left clutching his back and ribs on the mat, Patricks covers....

1......

2.....Kick out!

Patricks starts hitting knee drops to the ribs of Uryu, who shouts in agony after each impact. Patricks again drags Uryu up to his feet, before hitting a series of clubbing blows to the mid-section of Uryu, before lifting him up onto his shoulders then pushing him up into the air, before lifting his knee up so that the falling Uryu goes rib first into the knee of Patricks. Uryu is left gasping for air as Patricks mocks Kenty to the fans....

CP: Why don't you just quit, Uryu? Qui for your precious Clarissa?

RJ: Oh that's disgusting! No need for that!

MW: It gives Uryu a break, 'Arj. Patricks has delivered a vicious beating. This isn't even a match, just a calculated assault...

The fans voice their disapproval, before Uryu shouts out towards the crowd. Patricks drags Uryu over to the corner, before lifting him up and pulling his arms over to the top ropes as to support him. Patricks twists Uryu's head, forcing him to look out into the crowd....

CP: Where is she? Where's your precious Clarissa??

Uryu fumes, pushing Patricks away and staring out into the crowd as Patricks' smirks...

RJ: I don't think Uryu took to kindly to that....

Patricks goes to grab Uryu but Uryu drives an elbow into the temple of Patricks, before hitting a series of fierce strikes to his temple as the crowd begin to cheer, he grabs Patrick and whips him across the ring, driving him to the mat with a clothesline, followed by a second and a third.....

RJ: Uryu finding a second wind....

MW: Not any more....

The crowd groan as Uryu goes for another irish whip but Patricks reveres and lands a huge Samoan Drop, crashing his head into Uryu's chest. Uryu writhes on the canvas as Patricks smiles down. He sprints to the corner and jumps to the top rope....

RJ: Patricks up top....

MW: PUZZLE SOLVER!!!

RJ: Connects!

Patricks hits the 5 star frog plash to Uryu, crashing across Uryu. He gets to his feet clutching his stomach as Uryu looks in agony....

MW: That's gotta be it....

RJ: He's not covering, what now....oh no, come on!

Patricks grabs Uryu by the hair, dragging him up....

MW: ENIGMA BOMB!!

RJ: Wait a minute!!!!

MW: He's got the tights....

1.....

2.....

3!

Ding, ding, ding!!!

Crowd: YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

'Those Who Fight Further' blasts from the speakers as the replays show Uryu wriggling out of Patricks' finisher. He rolls down the back and lands an inside cradle, grabbing the tights of Patricks as the ref counts to three...

MW: Uryu has stole this one. Patricks had him beat, he dominated him!

RJ: Desperation tactics from Uryu but it's why the crowd love him. He did what he needed to do!

MW: It's a disgrace, but i don't think this is gonna end here....

Patricks remonstrates with the referee as Uryu is still recovering. Patricks shoves the ref down to a huge chorus of boo's from the crowd, he rolls outside, grabbing a mic and a steel chair....

RJ: Oh come on....

Patricks slides in the ring tossing the chair to the floor...

CP: You cheating, pathetic, detestable little <beep>!

Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

CP: Oh boo all you want. Your precious Uryu had to cheat to beat me, and look at him, barely able to stand. Nobody to come to his aid. I'm gonna finish you the way Cassius should've....

RJ: OH GOD NO!

Patricks grabs Uryu up, setting him for the Enigma Bomb on the chair...

RJ: DON'T DO IT CHRIS!!

*Crowd Pop*

MW: No way! It's her....

RJ: CLARISSA!!

The crowd cheer as Clarissa runs out from the back. Patricks looks down the ramp in shock, dropping Uryu to the mat before breaking into a smile. Clarissa gets into the ring and pushes Patricks away from her partner. He looks down in disgust before exiting the ring.

RJ: Thank god, Uryu was in serious trouble, but finally Clarissa has returned....

MW: Uryu isn't to happy though....

Uryu looks up at Clarissa in confusion, she helps him to his feet but he pushes her off. He rubs his head in frustration before looking at her....

Uryu: What the hell, Clarissa? Where the hell have you been?

Clarissa looks away from Uryu who grabs her arm, pulling her back and looking her in the eye....

Uryu: WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!!

MW: He needs to calm down here, 'Arj!

*Crowd Pop*

RJ: No freaking way!

MW: ADAMSON!!

'Lonely Boy' by The Black Key hits and the crowd erupt as Max Adamson comes sprinting down the ring, passed a shocked Chris Patricks, he slides in the ring and tries to calm Uryu down...

RJ: We haven't seen Adamson since his former partner put him on the shelf!

MW: Thank god he's here though, he can calm Uryu...

RJ: WHAT THE HELL!!!!

MW: CYCLONE!!!!

The crowd look on in disbelief. Adamson tries to calm Uryu down before hoisting him up and levelling him with the F5. He stares down at his former Project X cohort.....

RJ: What the hell is this....oh no, not Clarissa....

Adamson stares intensley at Uryu before looking over at Clarissa, she stares at him as Adamson moves towards her.....

MW: No don't do it........What!!?!?!

RJ: NO WAY! HE WAS YOUR FRIEND MAX!!

Max embraces Clarissa in the ring as Uryu is laid out on the mat, he looks her deep in theeye before the two share a passionate embrace in the ring. The crowd erupt into boo's as Max and Clarissa leave the ring with Patricks staring down from the ramp.

*Commercial*.

*Jack Reynolds is once more shown backstage, he spots Cassius Zhi relaxing in the corner. Reynolds approaches him apprehensively, without even turning towards him Zhi starts speaking...

Zhi:No questions from you Jack, just pass the mic here.

*Reynolds tentatively hands over the mic.

Zhi:Do you want to know the secret to my success 6WF?

*Reynolds tentatively nods...

The secret is CONTROL 6WF! Control of events… control of the mind… CONTROL OF EVERYTHING! And that cannot be replicated by people like you… you are just mice running around MY maze. But you are not alone in that rodent population of test subjects, as every single superstar in the back are slaves to my command too. LOOK, 6WF! LOOK AT WHAT I CAN DO! The nature of the Triple Threat match dictates there can be only one winner, and one loser, right? But I even controlled and contorted that rock solid fact to suit my own motives. Because JJ Johnson and TGA were both losers in that Triple Threat match last week on Lockdown! One who suffered the pain of an actual, traditional, good old fashioned pinfall defeat, and the other a more unconventional defeat, when he was afforded the even worse ignominy of a meaningless, empty, GIFTED victory…. a wasted effort through which no pride, no confidence and no momentum can be gained. A COMPLETE WASTE! A TRUE LOSS!

Just like I controlled the triple threat match, I will control this fatal four way match. The Saint will only prove himself as the ultimate weapon once more when I allow it, Crime Lord will only decimate and destroy if I see fit, TGA will only roll back the years one more time as I let him.

Johnson, well he believes himself to have control as the referee. But JJ that is not true. You do not have control, I am controlling the match and I will not be afraid to stop you.

*Mr Kenty is walking through the backstage area, smiling to himself as he has the 6WF Freeweight Title around his waist. Kenty is approached by Abercorn.

Kenty:Abe, to what do I owe this pleasure?

Abercorn:I just wanted to pass on my congratulations to you Kenty on that result out there. Bring a bit of prestige back to that title.

Kenty:Thank you Abe, and now I am off to celebrate.

Abercorn:Enjoy.

*The two men shake hands, the camera then flicks to showing McGraw in his office.

McGraw:God I really hate Abercorn...

*Murdoch walks into the office, in his wrestling gear.

Murdoch:You wanted to see me boss?

McGraw:Make sure you give Hart one hell of a beating out there, send a message onto my good friend Abe.

*Murdoch smirks and nods his head.

Match 5
6WF Hardcore Title
Logan Kincade (C) v Blue Dragon

RJ: Folks I am going to warn you right now, this match is not going to be one for the faint-hearted.

MW: He’s right, get your cushions ready to put over your faces, get ready to hide behind the sofa if you are of a nervous disposition, because this is going to be brutal.

RJ: All Hardcore Title matches to an extent our brutal, but this is going to be different. First you look at the competitors, Blue Dragon-arguably 6WF’s king of Hardcore in it’s history.

MW: And then the current champion Logan Kincade, who has held the belt for 147 days, and has come through matches such as the Hardcore Hell not only with the belt around his waist but a smile on his face.

RJ: But there is not just that. You then take into account the highly personal, deeply emotional rivalry going into this match. This is family business, this isn’t a fight just for the Hardcore Title. It is a fight for the title of the True Blue Dragon.

MW: It is the first one on one match between the two men for the Hardcore Title, they’ve been waiting for so long, so much anger has been built up, it’s just going to be hellacious.

Mike Bird: The following is scheduled for ONE FALL and is for the 6WF HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!

*Crowd pop

Mike Bird: Introducing the first challenger, from Liverpool, England and weighing in at 266lbs...BLUE....DRAGONNNNN!

“Before I forget” roars out over the speakers and the crowd cheer loudly as Blue Dragon strides out onto the stage. He stares down at the weapons situated in the ring, before walking down the ramp tagging the fans hands. BD steps over the top rope and again surveys the scene around him.

MW: You know what, I have no sympathy with Blue Dragon.

RJ: And why doesn’t that surprise me?

MW: Hear me out RJ. Blue Dragon brought this upon himself, he lied to Logan Kincade for years and then when he told him, Logan understandably went over the edge. Blue Dragon held back Logan.

Mike Bird: And now...also hailing from Liverpool, England and weighing in at 252lbs...he is your reigning and DEFENDING 6WF HARDCORE CHAMPION...LOGANNNN...KINCAAAAAAADEE!

The crowd erupt into huge boos as "DUE TO THE GRAPHIC NATURE OF THIS PROGRAMME, VIEWER DISCRETION...IS ADVISED" Plays out over the speakers, as the guitars kick in red and blue pyros explode as Logan walks out onto the stage, carrying the Hardcore Title. He holds it aloft before stomping down to the ring, Kincade is carrying him with a chair. He slides in and leaps to his feet staring at Blue Dragon.

MW: What a great champion this man is! He has done Danny McGraw and The Consultancy proud, but most of all he has shown himself to be worth of the title of True Blue Dragon.

RJ: Let’s see how he goes tonight Michael, Blue Dragon is certainly looking pumped up and ready to fight.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The referee passes the belt down to the time-keeper who rings the bell to kick the match off. Kincade moves menacingly towards Blue Dragon, but he quickly grabs the chair and throws it to the mat. Kincade smirks only for BD to smash him across the face with a huge punch, Kincade falls to the floor and as the camera zooms in...

RJ: The Brass Knuckles! Kincade was not expecting that so early on in the contest!

Blue Dragon puts Kincade into a side headlock and then pummels away at his face with a series of huge punches with the brass knuckles and already blood is beginning to show on Kincade. Blue Dragon drags Kincade towards the ropes, he then drops him down throat first across the top rope. Kincade collapses to the mat, Blue Dragon goes to the outside.

He grabs the steel steps and throws them over the top rope into the ring, Kincade is up and manages to grab the chair but BD blocks the chair shot with the steps.

MW: Blue Dragon is certainly going well in the early stages of this contest, and the weapons are already involved. We did warn you folks.

Kincade retreats slowly, only for BD to drive the steps into the gut of Kincade. He keels over, Blue Dragon puts the steps down and then lifts Kincade up before nailing a running powerslam onto the steps! Blue Dragon then picks up the chair, he rolls over Kincade before smashing the chair into his back repeatedly.

RJ: Crowd are enjoying this from Blue Dragon, really taking it to Logan.

Kincade finally rolls off the steps and Blue Dragon walks towards the corner. He sets the steel chair up, wedging it between the 2nd and top rope. He lifts up Logan, he goes to whip him to the corner, Kincade uses his power to send Blue Dragon into the corner. He walks forward slightly, Kincade runs in only for Blue Dragon to drop toe hold him into the steel chair face first.

Blue Dragon then goes down to the outside once more and delves under the ring apron to see what weapons are under there. He brings out a baseball bat, a steel chain and a table which he leaves on the outside. BD then grabs a sign from the front row with Logan’s name on it. He steps into the ring, he waits for Logan before breaking the sign over his head.

The crowd pop as BD then picks up the baseball bat and swings it above his head, Logan stumbles up to his feet, Blue Dragon swings back and then drives the bat straight into the stomach of Logan who flips over. Blue Dragon then smashes the bat into the gut of Logan repeatedly to loud cheers. BD then turns to the crowd and throws the bat to them before saluting. He makes the first cover of the match.

MW: Kincade taking one hell of a beating here at present.

Ref: 1...........2......Kick out!

Logan gets the shoulder up, Blue Dragon lifts him up and then hits him with a gutbuster. He goes to the corner and removes the cover of the turnbuckle before dragging Logan over and smashing his head into the exposed steel. Blue Dragon drops down out of the ring once more, this time he picks up a kendo stick.

He runs along the apron and goes to hit Logan but he moves out of the way. He hits a couple of punches to the head of Blue Dragon before running and nailing a huge clothesline, Blue Dragon falls off the apron and crashes face first into the steel railings. Kincade recuperates in the ring before smirking to himself and dropping to the outside.

He grabs BD by the head and then smashes his face continually into the steel railings, and he too draws blood. Kincade then picks up the kendo stick off the floor and drives it into the stomach until the stick splinters in half and he throws it down in disgust before returning to smashing Blue Dragon’s head into the railings.

Kincade then grabs a beer can out of the fan’s hands, he takes a swig before spitting it in the face of Blue Dragon. Kincade then takes the can and drives it into the head of Blue Dragon repeatedly.

RJ: Kincade now dominating this one.

MW: Look at the fan bad-mouthing him, what an idiot. Show some damn respect punk!

Kincade looks at the fan who is continuing the abuse. He smirks before grabbing him by the collar and dragging him over the railings. The fan stumbles up and Kincade shoves him to the ground. Security are over but not before Kincade can take the belt off the man. He looks at BD slumped on the floor and then proceeds to lash the belt against the back of Blue Dragon repeatedly.

RJ: That’s gotta hurt!

Logan throws the belt away, he then grabs a 2nd steel chair and drives it into the face of Blue Dragon. He then sits the chair up, he places Blue Dragon on it before whipping the belt across the chest. Kincade then grabs his Hardcore title, he smiles at Blue Dragon before running and nearly taking his head off with the title. Kincade hooks the leg.

Ref: 1...........2.......Kick out!

MW: The violence levels are certainly picking up, as are the danger levels.

Kincade rises to his feet, he stomps down on the head of Blue Dragon for a while before pulling down some of the railings separating the fans from the ringside area. He then picks up BD, and places him over his shoulders. Kincade grabs then climbs onto the apron...

RJ: Powerslam onto the railings from the ring apron!

Kincade then grabs a steel pipe and proceeds to drive it into the back of Blue Dragon who stumbles around. Kincade goes for a shot to the head but BD manages to duck under it and then hits a couple of punches to the chin. Kincade fires back with a couple more and then blinds him with a poke to the eye.

He runs at BD but he counters with a back body drop sending Kincade flying over the announce table and crashing into the padded wall behind.

MW: I think we want to move...HERE COMES BLUE DRAGON!

Blue Dragon turns and then flies over the table leaping on Kincade. Blue Dragon pummels away on the head of Kincade continually as the crowd behind are cheering him on loudly. Blue Dragon lifts him up and drops him face first onto the padding of the wall where the fans throw abuse and items at the Hardcore champion. Blue Dragon then nails a reverse STO, crashing Kincade’s head onto the end of the announce table.

Blue Dragon then picks up Michael Wire’s chair and drops it down across Logan. He then picks up the Hardcore Champion and sets up for a powerbomb...

RJ: DDT COUNTER!

Kincade nails the DDT, sending BD into the announce table. Both men are down, Kincade is up first as Blue Dragon is lay on the announce table. He manages to stir as Logan climbs up to the top rope...

MW: CROSSBODY!

Kincade nails the crossbody on Blue Dragon who is stood on the announce table. He makes the cover.

Ref: 1..........2........Kick out!

Kincade drags up Blue Dragon and throws him into the ring. He then starts to pummel away on him with a succession of uppercuts. He backs Blue Dragon into the corner, Kincade grabs the steel chain that Blue Dragon brought in. He then drags him out of the corner and throws a steel chair at him.

Blue Dragon catches it only for Kincade to nail a huge superkick, sending the chair into the face of Blue Dragon. Logan makes the cover...

Ref: 1...........2.........Kick out!

Kincade picks up the chair once more, he drags BD to the corner before nailing a running dropkick with the chair in hand. He drags Blue Dragon away from the corner, he puts him in a camel clutch but using the steel chain to choke Blue Dragon out. The crowd are booing loudly.

RJ: Vicious submission move here from Logan Kincade.

Logan continues wrenching back on the choke hold as Blue Dragon is spluttering, the referee is checking on him but he refuses to give. Kincade hits a couple of elbows to the back of the head as well but Blue Dragon continues to fight, somehow he gets to his feet before managing to throw Logan over his shoulder into the canvas.

Blue Dragon then lifts up the steel chain and exerts some revenge of his own, smashing it continually into the stomach of Logan. Logan is slumped in the corner, Blue Dragon flips the bird at him before hitting a big punch to the head. Kindcade staggers forward and Blue Dragon nails a big clothesline.

Ref: 1.................2..........Kick out!

Blue Dragon allows Logan to rise, he then hits a knee to the stomach followed by a huge powerbomb! Blue Dragon drops to the outside, he brings in two steel chairs and two tables. He sits one table up in the corner but then walks away. He sits a chair up in the middle of the ring, nailing a vertical DDT onto it.

RJ: Blue Dragon is really picking up the tempo now, he spots an opportunity.

MW: This match has been absolutely brutal RJ. I think both of these men are starting to waver.

Ref: 1...............2.............Kick out!

Blue Dragon lifts up Kincade, he then whips him out across the ring...

MW: Spinning side slam onto the chair! What a move from Blue Dragon!

Ref: 1...............2..................Kick out!

RJ: Did he get it?!

MW: No RJ! Kincade got the shoulder up!

Blue Dragon looks to the air in disbelief, he then lifts up Kincade and goes for a chokeslam but Kincade drops down the back, he then nails a bulldog onto the steel chair. Kincade doesn’t cover, he instead places a steel under the head of Blue Dragon, and then another chair over his face.

RJ: By god what has Kincade got planned here.

MW: He’s going up top.

RJ: This man is absolutely sick in the head. Someone stop this damn madness already!

MW: LEG DROP!

Ref: 1.................2.................Kick out!

RJ: I don’t believe he kicked out of that.

MW: Well he shouldn’t have, it’s now time for some blind justice...

Blue Dragon manages to spin out of the sleeper and throw Kincade into the corner where the table is stood up. He runs in going for a spear, Logan side-steps...CRASH! Blue Dragon goes straight through the table.

Kincade then sets up the other table, he looks at Blue Dragon. He smiles, boots him in the stomach...

MW: BRILLIANT! BLUE DRAGON’S OWN MOVE!

RJ: DEATHNOTE!

Ref: 1....................2............................3!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

MW: Even Blue Dragon wasn’t kicking out of that. He went through two tables in about 20 seconds.

*Kincade rises to his feet in celebration and the crowd descend into huge boos as he is handed the Hardcore Title and holds it aloft.

Mike Bird: The winner of this match by way of PINFALL and STILLLL 6WF HARDCORE CHAMPION...LOGAN KINCADEEEEEE!

RJ: The reign of terror continues, another defence for Logan. One of the most dominant Hardcore champions in history.

MW: 7 more days RJ and he will officially have the longest single reign as Hardcore Champion, beating Mike Hill’s record.

Jack Reynolds is stood backstage as Max Adamson and Clarissa walk past...

JR: Max? Clarissa? Can i get a few comments for the 6WF Universe?

Max and Clarissa keep walking...

JR: Do you not think people deserve an explanation? Where you've been? How this happened?

Max stops as Clarissa urges him to continue....

JR: Please, Max?

Adamson turns and eyeballs Reynolds....

MA: What happened between us, is none of your business, but let me make this clear, if Uryu EVER puts his hands on Clarissa again, i'll make sure it's the last thing he ever does.

Adamson turns, placing his arm round Clarissa as the two head off leaving Reynolds looking shocked.

*The crowd pop as TGA is shown watching re-runs of what The Saint and Cassius have said earlier in the night. He grabs a mic...

TGA: I know I’ve been pretty quiet recently, but that’s because I haven’t had much to say. Instead I’ve been working my butt off in here trying to make sure I’m at my best for the match. You see I’ve been frustrated in the past because when I’ve lost I knew I could have done more- been quicker, been stronger. But I wasn’t.

This time though I feel as if I’m back at my peak. This time if I’m defeated I’ll accept that whoever comes out on top if a worthy victor. I know I might not be the red hot favourite for this title match, but those odds count for jack all once we step foot inside the ring.

It’s impossible to predict the outcome of the match. Who can account for a momentary lapse of judgement that could put you out of it? Far too many guys backstage waffle on about their destinies, or how fate is on their side. Oh how I wish they’d wake up and smell the cowpat that they spout! It’s a sewer of stinkage out there; you can’t tell who’s spouting crap or who’s had their tongue up someone’s ass.

The Saint seems to have been around forever. Now I know he’s been preaching about how he always comes back stronger than ever; I won’t argue with that because I have said exactly the same about myself. He’s spent a phenomenal amount of time as Champion and now he’s chasing yet another world title. But does 6wF really want him as Champ? As much as I loathe the Bar Steward, Cassius Zhi has made these past few months exhilarating. Do we want to go back to this lump droning on every week about how big he is?

Comparisons between Saint and I have been drawn since day one. Both of us possess an outstanding amount of power, but can be surprisingly agile. However we are most definitely not two of the same. You see, if I was Champion I’d have everyone fearing me. The persona you see in the ring is exactly the same you get out of it. I’m not prepared to take crap from someone and let them get away with it. Why do you think I was so heavily suspected of mowing down Zhi? Because I am capable of doing so.

I’ll admit, since he got himself involved in the title picture and eventually won it I have thought of doing it. That megalomaniac put me through some of my most gruelling moments in my career. Surely it would be justified to inflict the same type of pain back… Just to be polite. But I decided I could wait until Sunday and go all out to try and get my revenge.

Then there is Crime Lord. What is there to say about this man that he hasn't already said himself? How about the fact he isn't nearly as good as he believes? Crime Lord this so called reign of terror became more a reign of mediocrity when I arrived. All the bravado, all the confidence, all the dominance. It disappeared.

Crime Lord you are nothing compared to me. I was the talent in the Dynasy and in the New Dynasty, and you couldn't handle it. And I am going to show it again tonight.

Match 6
6WF European Title
Kenji Hidari (C) v Mike Hill v Nay Bother

Mike Bird: The following is a triple threat match scheduled for ONE FALL and is for the 6WF EUROPEAN TITLE!

*The announcement is greeted with cheers by the crowd.

Mike Bird: Introducing the first challenger...he hails from Glasgow, Scotland and weighs in at 220lbs...NAY BOTHERRRRRR!

The crowd pop as “I fought the law” roars out over the speakers and Nay Bother steps out onto the stage. He salutes the crowd before walking down the ramp to the ring, tagging the fans hands. Nay steps through the middle rope and warms up in the ring.

RJ: A fresh chance for Nay this month. He’s spent a long time going after the Hardcore Title but now his focus has turned to the European Title and more specifically Mike Hill.

MW: That is Nay’s problem. He gets too distracted by personal issues with his opponents, just focus on the match.

RA: Introducing the 2nd challenger...he hails from Malvern, England and weighs in at 220lbs...MIKE HILLLLLL!

“The Next Big Thing” hits and the crowd descend into huge boos as Mike Hill swaggers out onto the stage. He stretches his arms out and pyrotechnics go off around him. Hill walks confidently to the ring, smirking at Nay who stares back intensely. Hill springboards over the top rope into the ring and motions a belt around his waist.

MW: Hill has had a hell of a career thus far and I am personally delighted to see him back in 6WF following his spell in 6CW. And he’s really caused a stir since being back.

RJ: His arrogance has certainly upset Nay, who took that up with him at Destiny last month. This didn’t sit well with Hill who cost Nay his chance in the Gold Rush match.

RA: And finally... from Fuuto, Japan and weighing in at 236lbs...the reigning and defending 6WF EUROPEAN CHAMPION...KENJI HIDARRIIIIIIII!

“The Essence” plays out and the boos from the crowd continue as Kenji Hidari walks out onto the stage. Hidari has the 6WF title wrapped firmly around his waist, he stares down at his opponents in the ring before storming down to the ring. Hidari rolls under the bottom rope.

RJ: This man does not see himself as the 6WF European Champion, but a true international champion.

MW: He’s a great competitor, such a variety in offence. He’s learnt his trade in Japan, was very successful in 6CW and is continuing that in 6WF!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The match starts off and Hill immediately takes a step back, allowing Hidari and Nay to lock-up. Nay throws Hidari down to the canvas with a hip toss, Hidari is quickly back up to his feet and Nay boots him in the stomach, before hitting a DDT! Cover.

Ref: 1..........2....Kick out!

RJ: Quick start from Nay, Hill sitting back at the moment.

MW: That’s his experience.

Nay lifts up Hidari and then nails a couple of European Uppercuts, backing Hidari into the ropes. Nay whips him out across the ring and goes for a back body drop but Hidari manages to land on his feet, he then nails a tornado kick to the back of the head. Nay crumples to his feet, Hidari heads up top.

RJ: Epic moonsault from Hidari!

Ref: 1..........2......Kick out!

Kenji Hidari rises to his feet and stomps away on Nay, the crowd are booing as Hill steps to the outside and surveys the scene in the ring. Nay stumbles to his feet, Hidari whips him into the corner. The European Champion then runs in and nails a leaping double knee to the face, Nay stumbles forward straight into a belly to belly suplex.Cover.

MW: Fantastic start from Kenji Hidari in this match. He’s showing all of his different abilities.

RJ: Hidari had a fair amount of success in 6CW but I think he has really stepped up his game to another level since joining 6WF.

MW: His success against Trevor Swann was particularly impressive.

Ref: 1...........2.......Kick out!

Kenji places Nay into a front facelock and Hidari hits a couple of knees into the face. Nay shoves Hidari back into the corner but he hits a boot to the head which causes Nay to slump down. Hidari then runs in and connects with a hesitation dropkick. Nay is then allowed to rise by Hidari who hits a German suplex. Again he covers.

Ref: 1...........2.......Kick out!

Hidari waits for Nay to rise before booting him in the gut, he then goes for a brainbuster but Nay manages to elbow his way out. He then boots Hidari in the gut, before nailing a brainbuster of his own. Nay hooks the leg.

Ref: 1...........2........Kick out!

Nay quickly rises to his feet, he allows Hidari to rise before throwing him into the corner. Nay sprints in and nails a shining wizard, which he follows up with a running bulldog. Nay then bounces off the ropes hitting an elbow drop to the face. Hill looks ready to enter the ring but Nay stands at the ropes beckoning him on and Hill steps back. Nay covers Hidari.

MW: Hill still biding his time.

RJ: You call it that, I think he was a little scared of Nay there.

Ref: 1.............2........Kick out!

Hidari forces the shoulder up. Nay waits for him to get to his feet before hitting a suplex in front of Hill, he lifts Hidari up and goes for a 2nd and this gives Hill his chance with Nay having his back turned. Hill runs in and chopblocks Nay down to the canvas.

RJ: What a damn coward! He waited until Nay had his back to him before attacking him.

MW: Clever tactics if you ask me. Hill showing the value of experience.

Hill quickly drags up Hidari and throws him out of the ring. He turns around, Nay is up and Hill throws a big right uppercut to the chin and Nay falls back. Hill continues to fire off a series of large punches that backs Nay against the ropes. Hill continues the punches as Nay gets caught in the ropes, Hill then starts booting away at him until the referee steps in.

The crowd boo as Hill drags Nay out of the ropes and throws him down with a belly to belly suplex, bridging over into the cover.

Ref: 1..........2.......Kick out!

Hill drags up Nay, he then whips him out across the ring before connecting with an inverted atomic drop. Hill then bounces off the ropes, connecting with a spinning heel kick. He doesn’t cover immediately, waiting for Nay to rise. He goes for a standing tornado DDT but Nay throws him away.

Hill runs back in and Nay nails a backbreaker into a knee, before connecting with a spinning neckbreaker. Cover.

Ref: 1..........2.......Kick out!

Nay retreats to the corner, he waits for Hill to rise...

RJ: SUPERKICK...

MW: Blocked by Hill!

Hill then spins Nay and connects with a pele kick. Nay falls to the canvas and Hill goes up top, flying off and hitting the Mike Time!

MW: I don’t think even you can deny that Hill can’t half put on a show. One of the most entertaining wrestlers this company has ever seen.

RJ: It’s strange in such a long career, this is Hill’s first shot at the European Title. If he wins tonight, he would only be one title away from the Grand Slam.

Hill stands on the ring apron waiting for Hill to rise, he then flies off and nails a springboard hurracanrana. Nay is then placed into the MHND by Hill.

MW: Liontamer synched in!

Hill has the hold locked in only for Hidari to sprint in and nail a trouble in paradise kick on Hill. He collapses to the mat, Hidari then hits a running knee to the head. Hidari quickly goes up and nails a double jump reverse elbow drop!

MW: What a move from Kenji Hidari!

Ref: 1............2............Kick out!

Hidari switches attention to Nay, hitting a dropkick to the knee. He then attempts to lock in a cross armbreaker but Nay gets up to a vertical base and he nails a samoan drop. Nay goes to the top rope...

RJ: Double Rotation Moonsault!

MW: NAY IS GOING TO DO IT!

Ref: 1..............2..................Hill breaks the pinfall!

The crowd are booing Hill, he picks up Nay and nails a standing tornado DDT! Hill stands over Nay, before going to the top rope. Hill balances himself and is about to fly off when Hidari runs over and hits the ropes. He then puts Hill onto his shoulders.

MW: GENSHIN!

Ref: 1......................2.................................3!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Mike Bird: The winner of this match by way of PINFALL and STILLLL 6WF EUROPEAN CHAMPION...KENJIIII HIDARRRRRRRIIIII!

MW: Hidari gets the win here, pinning Hill after that Fireman’s Carry gutbuster.

RJ: A fantastic contest tonight.

*Jack Reynolds spot Crime Lord backstage, he walks towards him.

JR:Crime Lord, the only man yet to speak about the world title match, can we have a quick word?

*Crime Lord stares back at him.

JR:Erm ok...what are your thoughts on JJ Johnson refereeing the match?

Crime Lord:I am not too happy with it to be honest Jack. We all know what Johnson is like, constantly blinded by his personal feelings and making decisions in the heat of the moment. That's not what you need in such a huge world title match...

*JJ walks into the screen, and the crowd pop.

JJ:Yo playa, do not worry about that. JJ Johnson be a professional so being impartial ain’t even got nothing to do with it….I know, believe me I know, about the issues between me and Cassius….me and Crime Lord…history between me and TGA and the four year long rivalry with The Saint….I know bout all that, I lived through all that but JJ Johnson mo’ than capable of separating business and personal, fo’ real…

Because tonight is about business, I been elected to do a job and with God as my witness that is a job I will conduct without a glitch, no questions even asked….I call this down the line and the man that walks out of here tonight with his arm raised in victory will have earned it….I guarantee that….no shortcuts with JJ Johnson in charge, we doing this properly…

See yo out there, Grimey!

Match 7
Lex Hart vs Marshall Murdoch

RJ:What a night this has been…..I mean truly tremendous stuff…

MW:That’s why we are the best in the world RJ, because we consistently produce shows of this calibre…

RJ:War has been off the chart, but we are by no means finished ladies and gentlemen………we still have two contests to maneuver through and our next offering is going to be a real humdinger…

The lights in the arena dim and then “Papercut” roars out to a chorus of boos from everyone in attendance. Green strobelights slowly light up the stage before Marshall Murdoch bursts through the curtain and goes down on one knee.

MW:I don’t think we ever have many matches like this in 6WF…..one so personal, and yet the two competitors literally have no history…

RJ:It is a bizarre situation to anyone not familiar with recent developments……….see Marshall Murdoch returned last month at the behest of Co-GM, Danny McGraw. He was signed to an exclusive contract with McGraw, outside the 6WF’s reign of power and brought in here to literally back up Danny in his war with Abe Abercorn…..

MW:He is untouchable in terms of 6WF’s protocol, free to do as he pleases….and what pleases him is getting under the skin of Abe Abercorn…

RJ:Murdoch is desperate to face Abe, he wants to settle their differences in a match…but Abercorn is adamant that he is no longer an active roster member…..instead he has found a competitor that he feels will push Murdoch to his limits….

Murdoch stands up with his arms in a cross position and then punches the air with a look of anger in his face. Marshall sneers at the boos from the crowd as he slowly makes his way down to the ring and climbs in. He circles the ring with confidence…

MW:You know for sure that Abe Abercorn and Danny McGraw are watching this match with real interest…..

RJ:Of course they are….it’s become a real war of attrition….Abe sticking to his principles but McGraw bending the rules wherever he can…

MW:I don’t know why Abe doesn’t just fight Murdoch….he could whoop his a55 and then McGraw’s if he feels so strongly about the situation…

Murdoch stands in the centre of the ring and he throws some shadow punches before bouncing on the spot and beckoning for his foe to come out and face him.

RJ:The former UFC fighter is all fired up here………he can’t wait to send a message to Abercorn…

MW:And he is more than capable…….but his opponent is no mug….

RJ:No mug at all…

The lights dim again and then “Be myself” roars out as pink and green pyrotechnics erupt high into the air. The boos from the crowd continue as Lex Hart slowly makes his way out onto the stage. Lex’s eyes are brimming with focus and he takes a sip of water from the bottle in his hand before pouring the rest over his head…

RJ:Lex Hart is a current member of the Ascension roster……he is also a former 6WF World Champion and that just proves how damn good he is….

MW:Lex has been fantastic over the years, but recently he has hit a bad spell….the boos seem to be finally effecting him….

RJ:Lex seems to be trying to turn his life around, but this crowd is not buying it….they have fallen for Hart’s tricks before….

MW:It is a masterstroke from Abe Abercorn in a way though….he doesn’t like Lex or Marshall, so either way he gets to see somebody get beat down….

RJ:I don’t think it is that…………Abe might dislike Lex Hart but he is fully aware of just how good Lex is. Abe mentored Hart during the PWA days and he may feel Lex has the talents necessary to take care of a superstar like Marshall Murdoch…

MW:Well it’s certainly going to be a hell of a match….I don’t doubt that….

Marshall is laughing to himself as Lex slowly circles the ring and then climbs up onto the apron. He looks at Marshall with mild apprehension and then steps through the ropes to face his opponent. Murdoch stands in front of Lex and begins to trash talk him…

Murdoch:Your nothing Hart….nothing but a social pariah. Listen to these people, they hate you…..you are finished in this business and I am going to make you realize that……you are done!

RJ:Marshall trying to get inside the head of Lex….

MW:Could work….Lex has been a little unstable…

RJ:Yeah because Miss Jessica has been making his life hell on Ascension….Jessica ain’t here tonight, Lex can fully focus and I think we will see the best of him here tonight….

MW:The crowd don’t know who to support…..

The referee gives both men his final instructions and checks them over for foreign objects before stepping away and declaring himself satisfied. He then gives the signal to the timekeeper and the bell sounds to begin the contest.

RJ:One fall to a finish…………Lex Hart versus Marshall Murdoch…………here we go…

MW:Two technically sound wrestlers with submission expertise……

RJ:Lex has the experience advantage but Marshall is arguably fresher and slightly more dangerous at this point in time…..but if Lex turns it on, then it could be a big shock for Murdoch….

Lex and Marshall slowly circle one another and then dive for a lockup in the centre of the ring. Marshall looks to twist the right arm of Hart but Lex spins out and counters with a hiptoss. Marshall gets back to his feet and Lex goes for another hiptoss but Marshall keeps his feet grounded and takes Lex down with a short armed clothesline….

MW:Both these guys will try to sound the other out in the early going…

Hart gets back up and Marshall places him in a headlock. Murdoch squeezes with pressure but Hart quickly runs back against the ropes and shoots Marshall across the ring, only for Murdoch to return and floor Lex with a shoulder tackle. Hart gets back to his feet and Marshall looks for a suplex but Lex floats over the back and pushes Marshall against the ropes, attempting a dropkick on the comeback…

RJ:Marshall scouted that one…

Murdoch catches Lex’s legs in midair and drops him on the back of his head before slingshotting him into the corner. Lex shows great athleticism to land on the second rope and springs up onto the top before diving back into a crossbody…………………….1…………………….2……………………shoulder up.

They get back to their feet and Lex looks for another hiptoss but Marshall lands out on his feet and then scores with a hiptoss of his own…

MW:Reversals galore….I think we are going to enjoy this matchup…

RJ:Both men are reading the other guy’s playlist….they are so skilled that they are almost second guessing the next move…

Lex gets back to his feet and Marshall looks for a t-bone suplex but Lex counters into a falling small package………………………..1……………………………..2……………..kickout from Murdoch. They both get back to their feet again and Hart dropkicks Marshall into the corner before charging in for a bodysplash…

MW:Sharp elbow right there….that will disconcert anyone…

Marshall slams the back of his elbow into the jaw of Lex and then lifts himself onto the second rope, coming off with a heavy double axe handle to the top of the head…………………..1…………………….2……………Lex gets his shoulder up off the mat.

RJ:Not much of a feeling out process in this contest…both men going hell for leather from the get go…

MW:They are professional athletes, they train every day….no point in feeling it out, you are not going to get any more prepared than they are right now…

RJ:I’ll grant that….

Murdoch pulls Lex up but is stunned by a jawbreaker and then Hart gets to his feet and wipes out Marshall with a spinning heel kick. Lex stumbles back up and he takes one look at Marshall before running the ropes….

MW:ASAI!

Marshall drives his knees up into the midsection of Lex as he attempts to float over into the springboard moonsault. The crowd boo as Marshall gets back up with a smile and he lets Hart stumble up before waistlocking him…

RJ:Marshall refers to this as an “American slam”….

MW:Its just a german to me…

Murdoch hits the german suplex into a bridge………………..1……………………..2………………shoulder up. Marshall drags Lex back up into the air and drags him into a clutch…

RJ:Murdoch thinking pumphandle…

Marshall flips Lex up for the pumphandle slam but Lex drops off the back and locks Marshall in position for a sleeper…

MW:Lex looking to put Marshall to sleep right now…

Some of the crowd cheer as Lex wraps his arms tight around the neck and really pressurises Marshall down onto his knees. Lex is shaking with the pressure he is exerting but finally manages to drop down and wrap his legs around the body of his opponent…

RJ:Lex has the hooks in….Murdoch in big trouble now…

As Lex drops to the canvass, his arm slips slightly and it allows Marshall to escape and twist his body out. Both men quickly scramble back to their feet and Murdoch lifts Hart up and drives him back into the corner…

MW:Murdoch is a former UFC champion, he will get his way out of any predicament if an escape presents itself…

Marshall drills Lex with hard shoulder thrusts before grabbing his arm and sending him across the ring. Lex slams into the turnbuckle and then staggers back out as Marshall rushes at him…

RJ:MARSHALL LAW!

Lex ducks the corkscrew roundhouse kick at the final moment and lifts Murdoch into an inverted atomic drop before whipping him off the ropes and flooring him with a big backdrop. Murdoch staggers back to his feet and Lex kicks him in the stomach, following up with a suplex…

MW:Lex needs to begin building his offense here….needs to wear Murdoch down, it is his only chance…

Lex drags Marshall back up and he lifts him into another suplex before swivelling his hips and dragging his foe up for a third time..

RJ:Three amigos….tribute to the late,great Eddie Guerrero…..

Lex lifts Marshall up for the hat-trick of suplexes but Murdoch drops behind and underhooks his arms through the neck and shoulder of Hart…

MW:COQUINA CLUTCH!

Marshall tries to synch in the submission to its fullest capability but Lex is able to struggle backwards and drive himself and Murdoch into the turnbuckle. Hart the swivels around and lashes hard chops into Murdoch’s chest before lifting him into the top rope…

RJ:Lex going for the high-risk….

Hart gets to the top and lands more hard shots to the head of Marshall before dragging him into a front facelock and preparing for a superplex….

MW:If he hits this, it could change the whole landscape…

Marshall lands heavy uppercuts to the midsection and then brings his head up, driving it into the nose of Hart and splattering blood everywhere. Lex sways unsteadily and Marshall shoves him off the top to the canvass below….

RJ:Lex’s nose could be broken….that blood flow is heavy….

Marshall wipes Lex’s blood across his chest and smiles before standing tall on the top rope and diving through the air…

MW:Elbow drop!

Hart rolls out of the way in time, leaving a trail of blood behind, causing Marshall to land heavily on his back. Lex tries to wipe some of the blood away but the flow is too difficult to stop as he stumbles back to his feet and he then waits for Murdoch to rise…

RJ:Lex needs to finish this soon….that nose is in a bad way…

MW:SUPERKICK!

RJ:He got all of that…

The superkick from Lex lands right on the jaw of Murdoch, but Marshall staggers back and through the ropes to the outside before Hart can get to him. Murdoch is down on the outside as Lex tries to stem the blood once again…

MW:The referee needs to check that wound out…..I don’t think Lex can breathe properly…

The official tries to check Hart but he immediately rolls from the ring to carry on this contest. Murdoch is just getting back to his feet as Lex grabs him by the shoulder…

Crowd:OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

RJ:Just to make the situation worse…

Murdoch sidesteps and grabs Lex’s arm before slamming him face-first into the ringpost. Hart staggers away in agony and Marshall floors him with a clothesline. Lex then gets back up and Murdoch drops him across the security railing before running him back into the ring apron…

MW:Lex taking a fair beating right now…

RJ:And you have to wonder how much that injury is attributing to that….

Lex winces in pain as Marshall grabs his nose and twists it with a smile. Murdoch then knees Hart in the stomach and dumps him back into the ring….

MW:This is a real mess…..this isn’t even a no holds barred match, but it looks like the aftermath of one…

Hart drips blood all over the canvass and then staggers back up, straight into a sidewalk slam from Murdoch………………………..1……………………………2…………………..shoulder up!

RJ:Murdoch beginning to enjoy himself now….he knows Abercorn is watching this…

Murdoch kneels over Lex and fires hard punches into the injured facial wound before standing up. Lex’s hands, chest and face is splattered with blood as he tries to use the ropes to get back to his feet. Marshall lands heavy blows to the back and kidneys before dragging Lex away from the ropes and taking him down with a german suplex….

MW:This is turning into a massacre…

Murdoch drags Lex back up and nails him with a second german………………and then a third…………..a fourth………….a fifth………………………a sixth………………….seventh………………..eight……………….ninth……………

RJ:Surely not…

The crowd look on in mesmeric awe as Murdoch drags the blood-stained Lex to his feet for a tenth consecutive time and decimates with the suplex. Lex is completely motionless on the canvass as Marshall laughs and hooks the leg…

MW:I have never seen that before….ten suplexes…

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RJ:WHAT THE….?

MW:That is beyond belief….

RJ:Lex Hart showing real guts…

Shock registers on the face of many fans in attendance as Lex kicks out. Marshall turns straight to the official and demands to know what has happened…

RJ:Murdoch cannot believe it…

MW:Neither can I….he hit him with ten straight suplexes….

Murdoch gets to his feet and he yells at the referee, but to no avail as he gets the same answer. Lex is already trying to get back to his feet and Marshall almost laughs…

RJ:Lex has got guts, and a hell of a lot of pride…

MW:I think he has too much…

RJ:That may be the case….he won’t stay down….

Lex is barely even able to stand and Marshall pulls him into a headlock and then runs him into a bulldog, driving Lex’s nose straight into the canvass. The crowd boo as Marshall stands over his foe and flexes his biceps before looking into the camera…

Murdoch:You watching Abercorn?....this is your fate….

RJ:Murdoch is a sick character…

MW:He is bad a55….

Marshall smiles and then heads for the corner, slowly making his way up to the top. Lex is still completely motionless on the canvass, allowing Murdoch to soar off and land a sickening elbow drop straight to the heart….

RJ:Murdoch lands with the elbow to the heart…..this is only a matter of time now…

MW:This ends here…..

Murdoch gets back to his feet and he grins to himself as he beckons for Lex to get back onto his feet. Hart is a battered mess as he slowly drags himself onto his knees and slowly up to a vertical base…

RJ:Marshall has beaten Lex from pillar to post here….I am amazed Hart is even standing….

MW:Murdoch has been a relentless beast…..MARSHALL LAW!

Murdoch twists through the air for the corkscrew roundhouse kick but Lex amazingly catches his foot in midair and then swipes his standing leg….

RJ:SHARPSHOOTER!

The crowd cannot contain their cheers as the battered Lex Hart twists his leg into place and then twists Marshall over onto his stomach, applying the sharpshooter….

MW:I don’t believe it…

RJ:Submission rules, it can change a fight in a hearbeat….Lex has taken a beating, but here he is….the determination, the will to prove himself as astonishing….

Lex’s face is a picture as he arches the back of his opponent and really bends his knees for pressure. Murdoch is screaming in agony and tries to scramble for the ropes…

MW:Marshall needs to get out of this quick….before the damage is done….

RJ:Good luck to him….Lex has this locked tight….he was taught this back in the dungeon in Calgary, he knows just what to do….

Marshall’s nails scratch the canvass as he drags himself right next to the ropes and reaches out, only for Lex to pull him back and then he sits right down on the small of Murdoch’s back…

RJ:This is it….victory is within sight for Lex Hart….

MW:I did not think it was possible…

Marshall’s hand quivers as he teeters on the edge of tapping out but he cannot bring himself to it. Lex’s blood pressure seems to be rising as blood dribbles from his nose once more….

RJ:Lex Hart is a guy capable of doing 60 minutes in a match, but that nose would affect anyone….I am certain that it is broken…

The referee is asking Marshall if he wants to quit but he point blank refuses and tries to pull himself nearer. Lex is really sat down into the submission and has the legs of his foe bent at an excruciating angle….

MW:There is no shame in tapping out to a move like this….Murdoch might want to consider fighting another day…

RJ:I agree but I don’t think Marshall does……he doesn’t want to lose face in front of Abe Abercorn…..

Marshall’s fight is slowly reducing as the pain starts to take over. He looks reluctant as ever to tap out but reality seems to be dawning on him at every moment….

MW:I think it’s becoming clear to Marshall….there is no way out….Lex is relentless….

Lex’s breathing is becoming more strained and pronounced as the move continues. Blood is teeming out once again and it drips steadily onto the canvass.

RJ:We are going to need a change of ring canvass when this match is done….

Marshall digs deep and he slowly drags himself over towards the bottom rope once again but Lex is holding on with all he has left. It becomes a real struggle as both men try to pull in separate directions…

MW:Whose resolve will break first….

The boos ring all around as Lex looks to have dragged Marshall away, only for Murdoch to reach out and grab ahold of the bottom rope. Lex releases the submission and drops down onto his knees before falling face-first onto the canvass…

RJ:This match has taken so much out of both men….I think they are completely spent….

MW:Lex has lost a lot of blood, Marshall is hurting badly…..these two men will be feeling this in the morning…I guarantee that….

Marshall is clung onto the bottom rope as Lex’s bloodshot eyes look up into the air and he takes a huge inhalation of breath. Hart then begins to get back to his feet, staggering unsteadily as he does so. Marshall is keeping his balance with the help of the ropes as he also gets back up….

RJ:There is nothing left from these two men….nothing whatsoever…

MW:FLATLINE!

Marshall staggers around and Lex is waiting for him, jumping into the air for the RKO only for Murdoch to push him away and then drop to the canvass, rolling under the bottom rope to the outside. The crowd boo as Marshall staggers to the security barrier to stay upright….

RJ:I honestly don’t know how these two men are still going…

MW:because they represent 6WF RJ, the best federation in the world and they are hell-bent on being victorious………….INCOMING!

*Crowd groan

RJ:If it wasn’t broke before, it is now…

Lex suddenly comes bursting across the ring and he suicide dives through the middle ropes, only for Marshall to move aside and send Hart crashing face-first into the barrier. Hart’s whole nose explodes with blood and the referee looks on the verge of stopping the bout….

MW:This cannot continue…

RJ:I don’t think Marshall is planning on it…

Murdoch is hurt and groggy but he finds the wherewithal to haul Lex up and dump him back into the ring. The white canvass is stained all over with red as Lex tries to stumble back to his feet and Murdoch awaits him…

MW:LIGHTS OUT!

RJ:Thank god…

Murdoch hits Lex with the codebreaker, leaving blood stained across his knees, before then nodding his head and hooking both legs…

RJ:Lex has taken enough punishment…he needs a doctor…

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MW:HE KICKED OUT!

*Crowd give a hugely respectful cheer

RJ:LEX HART BAH GAWD…..THIS IS UNREAL….WHAT COURAGE….WHAT HEART…..

MW:He is losing so much blood….I think the referee should step in…

RJ:Lex cannot find it within himself to quit…..but maybe the official should make the decision for him..the blood situation is getting out of hand…

Marshall Murdoch looks on the verge of meltdown as the referee indicates that Lex got his shoulder up. Marshall slowly rubs his back, still feeling the effects of the sharpshooter, as he gets back upon his feet and screams at Lex to get up…

Marshall:This is all your fault Abercorn….you made me do this…

MW:Abercorn did make this match….do you think he will be happy seeing Lex Hart in this state?

RJ:Of course he won’t….he is not a savage….

MW:Lex just needs to stay down…………MARSHALL LAW!

RJ:Oh god…

Lex ducks the “Marshall Law” and then swipes Murdoch’s legs and bridges over the top…………………
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RJ:He got him…

MW:No he didn’t…

The referee’s hand comes down for the three and is literally one inch from striking the canvass when Marshall pushes his shoulder up. The fans are on the edge of their seat as both men scramble back up and Murdoch catches Lex coming in…

MW:MARSHALL LAW….FORGET ABOUT IT!

Blood sprays through the air as the corkscrew roundhouse kick connects to the face of Hart and drops him, allowing Marshall to make the cover…………………………..1………………………………….2…………………………………..3!

RJ:We are done here…

MW:In a way I am glad….glad because Marshall won, and now Lex can get the medical attention he needs…

RJ:Such a brutal match…nobody expected a bloodbath, but that is exactly what we got…

Marshall kneels over Lex with a very relieved expression on his face. He takes blood from Lex’s face and paints a red “X” across his chest with a smile before standing up and raising his arms in victory.

RJ:Marshall is proud of his win, and he has every right to be so….but he also knows he was in a hell of a match here….he was pushed beyond his limits by Lex Hart…

MW:I have to admit I am pleasantly surprised….Lex has been out of the game for awhile, and his results haven’t been great in recent weeks…I expected him to get steamrollered, but instead he fought valiantly and went down fighting…..alot of praise is deserved…

RJ:Lex fought like a trooper and he deserves great respect….as does Murdoch, he took everything that the former world champion had to throw at him and he rose above it….Marshall Murdoch was on his game tonight and it showed….

Marshall smirks at Lex as he is helped out of the ring by the referee and ringside medics begin to assess his injury. The bleeding seems to have stopped but his whole face is stained red and the damage looks extensive as the evaluation continues. Murdoch eats up the boos of the crowd and continues to mock them.

RJ:Lex is going to require some work…that is a broken nose for sure….he was brutalised in this match, and yet came so close to winning…..such a tremendous effort….an old school slobberknocker from these guys and I enjoyed it immensely….

MW:You know that Abe Abercorn and Danny McGraw were watching this…McGraw had a few shaky moments but he will be chuffed with Marshall’s overall performance….Abe might want to have a long, hard think about crossing this guy…

RJ:Abercorn is a warrior to the last though…I am sure he admired the performance but I highly doubt it intimidated him…….see what I mean…

*The crowd suddenly roar with cheers as Abe Abercorn makes his way out onto the stage and stands their stony-faced. Marshall Murdoch turns to face Abe and he smirks, beckoning Abe to come down to the ring, but Abercorn stays his ground and just looks.

MW:What a match that would be….one for the ages…..and these fans want to see it….Abe needs to make it happen…

RJ:That is Abercorn’s decision and he won’t take it lightly but I gotta agree….these issues need sorting and I can only see one resolution…

*Medics continue to check on Lex Hart as Murdoch and Abe share a stern staredown and the action goes backstage once more.

Re: 6WF WAR Results!! 28th October 2012
by Mat Today at 10:20 pm

.Main Event
Fatal Four Way elimination match
6WF Undisputed Title
Cassius Zhi(C) vs The Saint vs Crime Lord vs TGA w/ Guest Referee JJ Johnson
RJ: What a magnificent show it has been tonight Michael, but unfortunately it is now coming to an end with it being time for our MAIN EVENT!

MW: But this is the match that everyone has been waiting for RJ, a huge fatal four way elimination match for the undisputed title.

RJ: This match contains five bona fide 6WF legends, 4 of them competing in the match and one of them refereeing the match in JJ Johnson.

MW: All 4 competitors are multi-time world champions, this presents arguably the toughest test Cassius Zhi could have for his first defence of the title he won at Destiny.

Mike Bird: Ladies and Gentleman it is now time for your main event! It is a fatal four way elimination match for the 6WF UNDISPUTED TITLE!

Introducing first, the special guest referee for this match. He is the N01 contender for the 6WF UNDISPUTED TITLE...JJ JOHNSON!

“Remember the name” roars out through the speakers and the crowd cheer loudly as JJ Johnson runs out onto the ramp in his referee’s shirt. He looks towards the Born In Fire sign and points towards it before sprinting to the ring, he slides under the bottom rope.

MW: JJ Johnson earned himself the N01 contendership for Born In Fire after winning the Gold Rush match from N01 so of course he has a hugely vested interest in this match-up, as his count will ultimately decide who he faces at Born In Fire.

RJ: Will be interesting to see how he calls this one that’s for sure. He has history will all of these men, will Johnson favour one particular man in this match, perhaps considering them an easier match for Born In Fire?

Mike Bird: And now the first challenger...he hails from Lancaster, England and weighs in at 325lbs...CRIIIMMEEE LOORRDDD!

The crowd are booing loudly as “Rain Wizard” blasts out and Crime Lord steps out onto the ramp with a grim look of determination on his face. He stares down at JJ Johnson before storming down to the ring. Crime Lord steps over the top rope and stares across at Johnson who nods back.

MW: Crime Lord should still be the world champion going into this match in my view, he was robbed of the win by a video of the man in the Church.

RJ: Of course he believes this to be Marshall Murdoch, but he has always denied that. It will be interesting to see if the video appears again.

Mike Bird: Introducing the 2nd challenger...hailing from Manchester, England and weighing in at 270lbs...THE SAINNTTTTT!

“Monster” plays out and the crowd’s loud booing continues as The Saint walks out onto the stage through an array of pyrotechnics. The Saint stares down at JJ in the ring and then towards the Born In Fire sign before strolling down to the ring. Saint steps in and looks across at Crime Lord.

RJ: The Saint sees this as a culmination of all the victories he has picked up this year, coming out on top in feuds with both JJ and Cassius.

MW: It’s been a disgrace that a star such as The Saint has been kept out of the Main Event scene for so long. He is back where he belongs!

Mike Bird: Introducing the final challenger...hailing from Newcastle, England...he weighs in at 310lbs...T......G.......A!

Smoke starts to fill the area around the entrance ramp when the chorus of 'Just Close Your Eyes' blasts across the sound system. TGA strides through the smoke as the crowd go wild either side of him. He stays in the centre of the ramp as he walks down towards the ring. TGA starts trash talking his opponents as he enters the ring.

RJ: Another hugely powerful competitor to add into the equation this match, the world title has so far avoided TGA since his return to 6WF. Perhaps tonight is the night.

MW: I think he is the only man I saw match Crime Lord move for move in his reign of terror as 6WF champion. Perhaps this multi-man match will play into his hands.

Mike Bird: And finally...from Tibet, China...he weighs in at 250lbs...the reigning and defending 6WF UNDISPUTED CHAMPION...CASSIUS ZHIIIIIIIIIII!

“They Say” hits and the crowd descend into huge boos as Cassius Zhi walks out onto the ramp, his usual maniacal grin etched across his face and the title belt over his shoulder. Zhi walks down to the ring, keeping his eye on JJ Johnson as he does so. JJ goes towards the ropes only to sit on the middle rope allowing Zhi to step through. Zhi stares intensely as JJ smiles at him.

RJ: Cassius winning the world title was a direct result of him finally cracking. We’ve known that Cassius is a dangerous entity for his whole career, but he really cracked when he shock-waved Clarissa off the stage.

MW: That was the moment that the real Zhi was back. The maniacal, crazy, do anything he wants Zhi we saw at the very start of his tenure in 6WF. The Cassius Zhi who didn’t know himself what he’d do next.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The matchs tarts off, Zhi locks up with TGA and Crime Lord goes in for the lock up with The Saint. TGA forces Cassius back into the ropes, but he fires a couple of roundhouse kicks into the side. TGA staggers backwards, Zhi runs off the ropes and goes for a neckbreaker but he is shoved away against the ropes. Zhi falls back towards the centre of the ring and TGA nails him with an angel’s wings.

Meanwhile Crime Lord manages throw The Saint down to the canvas with a gutwrench throw, he rolls up onto his feet and starts stomping away on the head of Saint. He rolls backwards into the corner and Crime Lord hits a couple of knees into the stomach. Saint walks forward, Crime Lord throws him to the canvas with a big suplex. Saint rises to his feet, Crime Lord goes for a clothesline but The Saint ducks underneath it and gets the backslide on Crime Lord.

JJ: 1............Kick out!

MW: First display of the power involved in this match-up, I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone kick out of a Saint pinfall with ease like that.

The Saint and Crime Lord rise to their feet simultaneously, The Saint gains the advantage with a couple of large punches to the gut. Saint continues punching at the stomach with Crime Lord against the ropes, whilst in the corner TGA is stomping away on Cassius Zhi.

RJ: Johnson doesn’t know where to go first!

MW: He’s going to have his work cut off tonight!

Johnson first goes to Saint and drags him away from Crime Lord before remonstrating with him. He then goes to the corner and forces TGA back, Zhi pulls himself up to his feet and starts shouting at Johnson to get involved earlier. Zhi looks ready to shove Johnson but he manages to hold it in. He barges past Johnson only for TGA to meet him with a huge spinebuster.

TGA runs off the ropes going for a running knee drop but The Saint steps in and cuts TGA off with a huge spear! TGA rolls away down to the outside and The Saint then drags Cassius to the corner where he lifts him up and nails a series of shoulders into the stomach. Zhi goes for a sunset flip but Saint’s agility allows him to escape and he then hits a vicious punt kick to the side of the head.

The Saint turns around only to have his legs taken away from underneath him with an STO. The Saint rises up to his feet and Crime Lord nails a huge running clothesline. He makes the cover.

JJ: 1............2.....Kick out!

Crime Lord quickly brings The Saint up to his feet, hitting a couple of large forearms into the chin! Crime Lord throws another punch, The Saint blocks and spins Crime Lord into the ropes. Saint goes for a big boot but misses as TGA grabs Crime Lord by the legs and pulls him down to the outside. TGA then throws Crime Lord stiffly into the steel railings.

Crime Lord rises up to his feet, TGA boots him in the gut and nails a huge spinebuster onto the flooring. TGA is about to step in but The Saint takes him out with a baseball slide and TGA crashes into Crime Lord. The Saint spins around and walks straight into a huge roundhouse kick from Cassius Zhi! Saint falls in slow motion to the canvas, the champion makes the cover.

JJ: 1............2.......Kick out!

Zhi snaps up to his feet and stares intensely at Johnson.

MW: Cassius seems to think that was a slow count from JJ there...

RJ: I don’t know what the hell he is on about!

Johnson signals two to Zhi in a rather rude manner, and the crowd cheer loudly. Zhi turns towards Saint and picks him up, hitting a couple more roundhouse kicks into the side. Saint falls into the corner, Cassius sprints over and hits a huge shining wizard! Zhi allows Saint forward and goes for a superkick but Saint blocks.

Saint spins Zhi on the spot and then whips him hard into the turnbuckles. Saint then runs up behind Zhi and nails a huge German suplex on the Undisputed Champion. He quickly makes the cover.

MW: Of course these two had a storied rival over the previous year where The Saint actually came out on top with a win over Zhi in a tibetan torture match.

RJ: We all know that The Saint is a tough SOB, but having been out of this situation for so long, how will he handle the pressure?

JJ: 1..............2.......Kick out!

This time it is Zhi who gets the shoulder up, Saint rises up to his feet and drops a couple of big knees into back. He then places Zhi into a seated abdominal stretch and wrenches back on the hold firmly. Cassius is up to his feet only for The Saint to drill him into the canvas with an implant DDT!

JJ: 1.............2.........Kick out!

Again Zhi gets the shoulder up, Saint lifts him up into position for the Divine Destroyer but TGA is into the ring and hits a dropkick to the back of Saint, who falls to the mat dropping Zhi into the canvas in the process. The Saint rolls away, this leaves TGA to focus on Cassius.

MW: I don’t think that this is too bad for Saint, he needed a break having been involved in all of the offence thus far. He needs to conserve some energy.

TGA lifts up Cassius Zhi and then lifts him onto his shoulders before nailing the silent death on the Undisputed Champion. TGA hooks the leg this time.

JJ: 1............2..........Kick out!

Zhi forces the shoulder up the mat, but TGA is quickly back on the offence with some fist drops into the face. TGA drags up Cassius Zhi and sets up for the angel clash but Zhi counters with a back body drop! Zhi runs off the ropes and this time the running neckbreaker connects, only for Crime Lord to step into the ring and throw Zhi down to the outside.

RJ: And once again we return to this rivalry, TGA and Crime Lord!

TGA stumbles up to his feet and Crime Lord boots him in the stomach, he lifts him onto his shoulders and the nails a samoan drop! TGA rolls back into the corner, Crimey runs in and hits a huge knee to the side of the head. Crime Lord then starts stomping on TGA but JJ steps in and drags him back from the corner.

Crime Lord stares at Johnson angrily before allowing TGA up to his feet, he greets the former 6WF Champion with a Fisherman’s suplex bridging over into the pinfall.

JJ: 1...........2.........Kick out!

Crime Lord waits for TGA to rise, he launches him into the corner and nails him with a huge running splash! Crime Lord drags him forward and goes for a spinebuster, TGA blocks and then counters with a reverse STO! He turns around and The Saint flies off the top rope nailing a crossbody on Teej. Cover.

RJ: The Saint has been hugely impressive in this contest!

MW: He is showing why he deserves to be in the main event once more, this is where he belongs damn it!

JJ: 1.............2....Kick out!

TGA drives the shoulder up, Saint lifts him to his feet only to throw TGA down with a gutwrench suplex. TGA rolls up to his feet, Saint whips him across the ring and nails a huge gorilla press!

RJ: What power from The Saint!

TGA stumbles up and The Saint runs in hitting a huge big boot to the head! TGA falls to the mat, Saint hooks the leg.

JJ: 1..............2...........Kick out!

The Saint stands over TGA, waiting for him to rise. When he does, he boots him in the stomach. He sets up for The Saint’s row but TGA elbows his way out, he goes for a clothesline...Saint ducks...

MW: RKO! RKO! RKO! RKO!

RJ: FIRST ELIMINATION...

JJ: 1................2.................Crime Lord breaks the pin with the Mafia Mow Down! Crime Lord quickly drags up Saint...CUSTODY!

JJ: 1..........................2.................................3!

MW: Damn it! The Saint’s gone from this match!

RJ: That’s the danger. Saint was dominating, was about to score the first elimination but Crime Lord intercepted and now Saint is out.

MW: I think he more than proved that he belongs in this scene once more, so unlucky for The Saint.

Saint rolls away distraught and skulks back up the ramp clutching the back of his head. Crime Lord steps up to his feet and hauls up TGA, he boots him in the stomach and then sets up for a powerbomb. TGA starts punching down on the head of Crime Lord, he topples backwards and TGA manages to reverse the move into a seated senton type maneuver.

TGA then drags up Crime Lord, he hits the boot to the stomach and lifts him up and nails the Angel Driver! TGA is about to make the cover when he turns around straight into a missile dropkick from Cassius!

MW: Zhi pulling out all of the stops now, I think he realises he needs to step up and force his way into this match.

Cassius turns his attentions to Crime Lord as TGA steps out of the ring to recover. Crime Lord is lifted to his feet by Cassius, who fires in a series of knife-edge chops that back Crime Lord into the corner. Zhi continues to fire in chops until Johnson steps in. Again the anger is visible in Zhi’s eyes, he is glaring at Johnson who doesn’t back down.

MW: Zhi clearly not impressed with how Johnson is calling this match.

RJ: I think he has called it fairly so far, straight down the middle. I don’t think Johnson fears facing any of these men at Born In Fire.

MW: Well he’s clearly got an even bigger ego than I imagined!

Crime Lord staggers forward out of the corner only for Cassius to shove him back into the corner. Zhi puts Crime Lord onto the top rope...

RJ: Muscle-buster!

JJ: 1................2...........Kick out!

Crime Lord forces the shoulder up off the canvas, Cassius is onto his feet and stomps away on the head of Crime Lord. He deliberately steps back before JJ gets involved. Crime Lord rises up groggily and Zhi hits a couple of stiff roundhouse kicks into the stomach, he then bounces off the ropes and hits a spinning heel kick.

Cassius drags Crime Lord to the corner. He hits a series of punches to top of the chest and Crime Lord slumps down. Zhi rests Crime Lord’s head against the bottom turnbuckle, he then goes to the top rope and hits a diving double foot stomp down across the chest. Cassius makes the cover once again.

JJ: 1...............2.............Kick out!

Cassius retreats away from Crime Lord, he waits for him to stir before nailing a huge superkick! Zhi then leaps onto the top rope, lining up a frog splash. TGA leaps onto the apron and hits a clothesline to the back of the head. TGA goes up to the top rope...

MW: Belly to Belly suplex from the top rope!

Zhi lands down on Crime Lord, TGA quickly makes the cover on Crime Lord who took even more impact of the move. Cover.

JJ: 1...............2.............Kick out!

TGA lifts up Crime Lord, he sets up for the Angel Bomb but Crime Lord somehow counters, hitting a hurracanrana!

MW: That is amazing from a man the size of Crime Lord.

TGA stumbles up and Crime Lord nails a huge boot to the head! Cover.

JJ: 1................2............Kick out!

TGA forces the shoulder up, Crime Lord drags him up to his feet. He goes for the Custody once more but TGA shoves Crime Lord into Cassius who has only just got his feet. Crime Lord stumbles back to the centre of the ring...

RJ: Crime Lord is going...

MW: TO HELL AND BACK! MY GOD WHAT POWER HE PUT ON THAT MOVE!

JJ: 1.................2...............................3!

RJ: And Crime Lord is out of there now! No immediate reclaiming of the title for Crime Lord, and no video to blame this time.

Crime Lord rolls to the outside. He starts beating the mat in frustration before pulling himself up and walking back towards the stage. As he does so, the titantron flicks to black and then the same video as shown at Destiny starts playing. A man in robes is shown in the church, but this time he has found the piece of paper. The draw slams shut, he walks towards the camera closer and closer.

The camera then pans to the ramp and the crowd erupt into huge cheers as the man from the church steps out onto the ramp. The large robes cover him and his face, Crime Lord stares him down with his eyes wide. They stare down before the man in robes turns and walks off.

MW: Who the hell was that?

RJ: I don’t know Michael, I don’t know! But I can’t wait to find out who!

The camera’s go back to the ring, TGA stirs up to his feet and Cassius is staring at him across the ring.

TGA runs in only for Zhi to floor him with a huge superkick! Zhi quickly makes the cover on TGA.

JJ: 1................2..........Kick out!

Cassius Zhi lifts up TGA, and then whips him out across the ring and leaps into the air, hitting a hurracanrana on TGA! TGA stumbles up to his feet, Zhi nails a dropkick. Cassius goes to the 2nd rope, flying off hitting an elbow drop into the face. Cover.

JJ: 1...............2.............Kick out!

Zhi puts TGA into a front facelock, Zhi nails a couple of knees into the face. He then flings him into the corner with a huge gutwrench throw, Zhi crashing back first into the turnbuckle. Zhi then proceeds to stomp away viciously on the head of TGA, who desperately tries to shield himself.

The stomps continue to rein in, JJ tries to step in but Cassius turns and pushes him back. Zhi runs back but JJ grabs him by the back and throws him away. Zhi is up to his feet and is about to go after Johnson when TGA walks forward out of the corner. Zhi goes for a shockwave, TGA blocks.

Teej throws him down to the canvas with a hip toss. Cassius rolls up to his feet, TGA hits a knee to the stomach and lifts Cassius onto his shoulders before nailing a sit-out torture rack backbreaker! Cover.

JJ: 1.............2...........Kick out!

Cassius forces the mat up, TGA drags him up and hits a boot into the gut. He then connects with the Lights Out. TGA goes up to the top rope, turning his back on Zhi...

MW: GODSENT DROP!

JJ: 1..............2...........Kick out!

Cassius kicks out, TGA quickly attempts to lock in the Heaven’s Gate(Boston Crab) but Zhi boots him away to the corner. Zhi runs in and hits a huge boot to the head! He then places his boot into the throat of TGA and starts to choke him out. The crowd are booing loudly, and JJ once more tries to get involved in stopping the offence.

Zhi stares angrily at Johnson, before turning back to TGA and stomping away on him once more! Johnson steps back in and this time forcibly drags Zhi back to the opposite corner where he begins berating him.

MW: He can’t do that to Zhi!

RJ: He can, he’s the referee!

Zhi argues back, he then shoves JJ aside and walks to TGA who hits a boot into the gut.

MW: ANGEL BOMB!

RJ: NEW CHAMPION!

JJ: 1.................2..................Kick out!

MW: That was a fast count damn it!

RJ: No it wasn’t Michael!

TGA and Zhi are slumped down, Zhi is first to stir to his feet and although still on the canvas starts shouting at JJ, accusing him of a fast count. Zhi gets to his feet and continues verbally berating him as TGA rises to his feet. Zhi turns around and TGA nails a reverse STO.

Johnson is staring down at Zhi, TGA is now in the face of JJ. He grabs him by the scruff of the neck and tells him to start focusing on the match.

RJ: Neither man happy with Johnson’s refereeing!

TGA turns around, Zhi is up and goes for a shockwave...

MW: JJ!

TGA hauls JJ in front of him, who takes the full force of the shockwave. Zhi is laughing at JJ, only to be met with a boot to the gut.

RJ: ANOTHER ANGEL BOMB!

TGA hooks the leg and the crowd count...

Crowd: 1............2.............3!

MW: They can do that as many times as they want, there is no referee and TGA only has himself to blame on that one!

RJ: He should be new world champion right now damn it!

TGA rolls away from Zhi, he walks towards Johnson and tries to pull him up but JJ is still ko’d on the mat. TGA starts slapping Johnson across the face in an attempt to revive him, Johnson looks as if he is stirring. TGA goes back towards Zhi, lifts him up...

MW: SHOCKWAVE!

RJ: OUT OF NOWHERE!

Zhi walks towards JJ and literally throws him towards TGA. Zhi then covers, and the two stare each other down as Johnson slowly makes the count.

JJ: 1.............................2.....................................3!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

MW: HE GOT IT!

RJ: JJ MADE THE COUNT, CASSIUS GOT THE PIN!

MW: STILL WORLD CHAMPION!

Mike Bird: the winner of this match by way of PINFALL and STILLLLL 6WF UNDISPUTED CHAMPION...CASSSSSIUSSSSS ZHIIIIIIII!

RJ: What a superb effort from TGA, if it hadn’t have been for JJ being knocked out, he’d have won the belt.

MW: Zhi got it, a great performance from our champion.

RJ: Did you see the intensity in that stare-down between Zhi and Johnson as JJ made the count? What a night we are in store for at Born In Fire!

*Zhi gets to his feet, as does Johnson. Zhi grabs his title belt and holds it up in there, staring at JJ. TGA rolls out of the ring, Zhi continues to hold up the title as JJ backs away, Zhi smirks at him.

Johnson then looks towards the Born In Fire sign as Cassius then looks up at the sign as well.

MW: What many have called the dream match, JJ Johnson vs Cassius Zhi for the world title in the Born In Fire main event!

RJ: Does it get any better Michael?

MW: Not sure it does RJ! And now we have a month of build-up towards Born In Fire, but first we have Ascension on Tuesday night.

RJ: Be sure to tune in folks.