6CW Anarchy Results 8th of May

The show opens.

The 6CW logo appears on the blank screen; “Here Come’s the Boom” by P.O.D kicks in. The crowd leap to their feet, and erupt in a chorus of noise as a blue, white, and yellow pyro display goes off.

The camera pans across the small Copper Box arena as we see just over 4,000 fans with 6CW banners out on display. We then go to ringside where Henry and Harold Lloyd are seen.

HE: Good evening, hello Ladies and Gentleman and welcome to 6CW Anarchy, we are just weeks away from the second PPV since the return of 6CW to our screens and to coin a phrase from the streets. It’s all kicking off here at the moment!!!!!

HA: Not sure what streets you’re referring to brother dearest but you are right even if your attempts at being down with the kids is a little misguided. 6CW has been back a matter of a few short months but already we are making waves. The internet is a buzz with speculation; we are the talk of the town. 6CW has gone global, viral; we are a pandemic in the world of professional wrestling

Anarchy is taking over, the era of aggression is upon us and what happens next is any bodies guess

‘Pornstar Dancing’ booms through the speakers

HE: Well by the looks of it, what happens next is our esteemed General Manager is coming to speak to the fans

HA: But it’s not Andrews, that’s Mr Jones making his way down the ramp

The crowd give Mr Jones a mixed reception as he walks towards the ring; he touches hands with a small number before climbing the steps. Jones is dressed down in a suit without a tie; he removes his jacket and exchanges it for a microphone with a ringside crewmember

HE: Is it a mufti day? – The boss paying a pound to dress down for charity

Jones quietens the crowd and clears his throat

MJ: I don’t think we have really had the pleasure and perhaps we have got off on the wrong foot so allow me to introduce myself…My name is Mr Jones and I am the joint general manager of 6CW and can I say it is a pleasure to be here in London with the greatest fans in the world.

*The crowd give a loud pop.

HA: Cheap pop!!!

HE: He knows what it takes to get the fans on side

MJ: For the last few months my associates and I have watched with somewhat of a vested interest into the goings on in 6CW. For the most part we have been happy with what we have seen. But I am a perfectionist and I wanted to make things better

Dean Andrews has been a great manager so far, he really has, and I applaud his effort. I mean everything you see here today has been down to him…This was his idea, and therefore I cannot knock his effort…But I understand it must have been hard doing it on his own, without the guidance of somebody who sees the bigger picture. Not having anyone telling when things are going wrong.

It is very easy to get bogged down when you are amongst the reeds, to let things to get on top of you. To maybe lose sight of what is required to make a success, which is why the majority decision was made to shuffle things up a bit, to restore a little bit of clarity into the company, not only behind the scenes but out here at the coal face

To provide a little more balance

Direction

To build for a better future

To put somebody in charge who can take the reigns and be a leader, while having the best interest of the company at heart.

HA: Does he remember they are joint GM’s?

HE: He’s paying our wages, he can call himself whatever he likes as long as he keeps signing those cheques

HE: What do you mean it is Andrews money as well!

MJ: Somebody people look up to, somebody they respect. A figure of authority……………….


“Hell” blasts out of the speakers, to Jones surprise.

HA: Well that newfound authority is about to be tested

Jones stands firm in the ring as Orthrus strides down the ramp and into the ring. He holds out a hand but Orthrus smirks and snatches the microphone from his grasp

Orthrus paces the ring, looking Mr Jones up and down

O: Authority??

A man in a suit in my ring is just another victim!!!!

Jones takes a few steps back to the ropes and is handed a second mic

MJ: Whoah whoah let’s not rush to any final judgement just yet, what did you come out for, perhaps I can help you?

Orthrus smiles

O: Smart guy, but what could you possibly offer me. In case you missed it I have a golden contract. I can do what ever I want, whenever I want, and you can’t do a single dam thing about it.

Mr Jones nods

MJ: Indeed you can but yet you choose to use that power to rough up referees, and our personnel. Quite the big man.

O: Big enough to rip your head clean off your shoulders pipsqueak!!!!!

Mr Jones laughs

O: You find me funny, you may have the respect of the financial world behind you but that means nothing to me in this ring. See finance and money means nothing in side my ring. What could you possibly offer me that I don’t already have?

MJ: You said it yourself; you can do whatever you want, whenever. Well I’m stood here asking you what do you want?

Let me make it happen

Orthrus eyes narrow as he thinks for a second

O: Plague!!!!!!

?:Wait wait wait!!!!! Hold it right there.

You can’t do this Jones, that monster is not a part of the roster, he is nothing to do with 6CW and I will not agree to an unsanctioned match

Dean Andrews appears through the curtain and starts to walk towards the ring, Jones smiles as a thought enters his head

MJ: Last time I checked I didn’t need permission to make matches, you certainly have never run it past me in the past

HE: I knew the harmony of last week wouldn’t last; these two are chalk and cheese

HA: It’s more like fine wine and special brew

Andrews has now climbed into the ring and is standing face to face with Jones

DA: So it’s like this. I knew I couldn’t trust you

MJ: This has nothing to do with trust. You gave Orthrus the power, you created the golden contract. It is because of you we are stuck in this mess to begin with! I am bound by those terms to grant his wishes, whatever they are.

DA: You’re twisting it; this is all a plan to undermine me. I heard what you said earlier. Do you think I’m stupid?

Jones smiles

MJ: This has nothing to do with you and me. We are here to put on the best matches, and the best show we possibly can. You have said in the past you want your wrestlers to seize their opportunities. I am just providing that opportunity…

Andrews shakes his head

DA: You will regret this!!!!

Jones reaches out a hand to Orthrus

MJ: You want Plague on the roster?

Orthrus nods

MJ: Done, anything else?

O: Retribution – No Holds barred

Orthrus shakes Jones hand as the crowd go crazy, Andrews has dropped his microphone and dejectedly makes his way back up the ramp

HE: Oh my god what a start to the show, Jones has just made a deal with the devil himself. Orthrus vs Plague at Retribution. I can’t believe it!!!!!!!!!!

HA: Ladies and Gentleman we’ll be back after these messages with the first match of the night

HA: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, to what has been an explosive start to Anarchy! I still can’t believe it Orthrus vs Plague all hell is going to break loose!

HE: Focus on the match Harold, as up next we have our first match the evening as we see one half of the tag team specialists in the Wright brothers in action. Cody Wright is in action against a man who has conquered the 6CW fans heart, but who has failed to gather a win in 6 weeks. To some people he is known as the wanna be wrestler and his name is The Ronster.

HA: This should technically be a quick match with Cody been the winner but you never know in this business. Ronster has shocked the world on various occasions, so an upset here tonight could be on the cards.

Suddenly the crowd cheers loudly as “Six barrel shotgun” Black Rebel Motorcycle Club hits the arena speakers and Cody Wright comes from behind the curtain holding one arm in the air tagging fans as he walks down the ramp and then rolls under the bottom rope and stands in one corner to wait for his opponent.

HA: Cody looking awesome here tonight full of confidence, But he better not get too cocky or it could come back to bite him in the butt.

The cheers get louder as “Faith” hits the arena speakers and Ron walks out to a huge reception from the crowd in the arena Ron walks down the ramp and tags fans he nervously climbs up the steel steps and goes to go through the ropes but stumbles a little as Cody laughs at Ron but Ron shrug's it of as he steps into the ring and waves to the crowd as they cheer even louder for him.

HE: The Ronster has got a really strong fan base, one of the most popular men in 6CW today. He’s gonna need there support tonight if he wants win this one.

HA: Indeed Henry but never ever count out the Ronster he’s got a heart of gold and will never give up.

The referee goes over to check the two wrestlers then signals the start of the match.

Ding, Ding, Ding.

HA: Here we go Henry, Is this gonna be a short match or not.

HE: Short one Harold, Cheep shot there from Cody.

The two men go to the centre of the ring and Ron holds out a hand for Cody to shake but Cody slaps the hand of Ron and then hits a low dropkick sending Ron to one knee Cody then hits a huge DDT and then goes immediately for the cover as Cody fans cheer and Ronster fans boo.


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Kick out.....


HA: Close call there for the Ronster. He was really caught out there.

HE: May be he will think twice about going to shake his opponents hand in the future.

The Ronster fans cheers like crazy as Ron kicks out on 2 Cody the starts to kick Ron in the chest several times while Ronster just takes the kicks in a kneeling position.

HA: Whoa, Where did that come from?

HE: That was not expected, Even Cody looks shocked!

The crowd start to cheer as Ronster catches one of Cody's kicks and then shoves Cody to the other side of the ring Ronster then starts to look to the crowd shaking his head from side to side in a fit of rage.

HA: Oh my where did that come from Henry?

HE: I have no idea Harold, Wow Side walk slam!

Ronster keeps on shaking his head Cody stands to his feet and then runs at Ron but Ronster the hits a side walk slam and then goes for the cover.

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HA: This is gonna be a huge shock if The Ronster can pull this one off.

HE: Sure is Harold, Oh my that was close.

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Kick out.....

The Ronster fans boo as the Wright fans cheers loudly as Cody kicks out just has the ref's hand is coming down for the three count. Ronster then comes out of his fits of rage as if he doesn't know what’s happened and then Cody staggers up to his feet and starts to throw punches to Ron in the face. The Ronster fans start to boo loudly as Cody carry's on hitting Ron in the face then Ronster just takes a wild swing Cody ducks out of the way and Cody then drop kicks Ronster who then rolls out under the bottom rope and onto the floor onto the out side of the ring.

HA: Man that was a sucker punch there for Ron he tried and missed badly.

HE: And he paid the price with a huge drop kick from Cody that sent him onto the out side of the ring, Dive over the top rope!

Crowd: HolySh!t!

HA: I agree with the crowd that was awesome stuff we gotta see that again show the replay guys.

The replay shows Ronster just about getting to his feet and Cody running the ropes and diving over the top rope on top of big Ron and Cody then some how lands on his feet.

HA: What athleticism from Cody over the top rope.

HE: That move was even better, Knee to the jaw!

Ronster is just getting to his feet when Cody jumps onto the apron and runs at Ronster and hits him with a flying knee the crowd are going wild as Cody then rolls Ron under the bottom rope and back into the ring and goes for the cover.



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HA: Great moves from Cody Wright this has to be it?
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HE: Ring the bell Cody wins, Cody wins.

HA: No wait Henry Ron got his foot on the rope.

HE: Man that was close, Looks like Ronster has got a fight in him after all.

The Ronster fans in the arena cheers loudly as just as the referee hits his hands on the mat see's that Ron puts his foot on the bottom rope Cody can't be leave it and starts to argue with the ref but the ref points out that the foot was on the ropes.

HA: Cody is incensed with the referee, I must say great ring awareness from the Ronster.

HE: He’s got him, Ronster's got him Roll up, Roll up!

As Cody is arguing with the referee Ronster crawls his way towards Cody grabs his trunks pull Cody down and then goes for the roll up.


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HA: That's it, Its over.
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HE: No Cody kicked out, Only just though, Twist of fate!

The Cody fans cheers loudly as Cody kicks out of the roll up then Cody then urges for Ron to get to his feet and then hits the Twist of fate and then put one arm in the air.

HA: Cody thinks its time to show off a little and end this thing.

HE: Oh my, Cody's gonna fly.

Cody then jumps to the top rope and then hits the swanton bomb and then goes for the cover.

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HE: And Cody wins the match, great win for Cody but Ronster did put up a great fight and nearly pulled of the up set of the year a couple of times.

Six barrel shotgun Black Rebel Motorcycle Club hits as the referee then holds Cody Wrights arm high in the air as Cody looks down at the Ronster and Cody then claps the Ronster in respect.

HA: Great sportsmanship there by Cody Wright and a great win to perhaps get his 6CW career back on track

HE: But what about Ron he is starting to run out of time, It’s simple either he wins at Retribution or he is gone from 6CW, it’s last chance saloon for the Ronster. And he bears the look of a man who has started to give up.

Backstage at the Copper Box arena and Mr Jones is stood talking to Christy James

MJ: Yes I’ll have a word with him.

Jones places his hand on Christy’s shoulder

MJ: I am as concerned about him as you, he’s one of my guys – we need people like him around here if we are going to make this a success.

??: What the hell are you trying to pull Jones

Dean Andrews storms into view

DA: And what’s this now, cosying up with my employees. Didn’t take you long to get your feet under the table. What’s nest you gonna be putting your name above mine on the office door?

Mr Jones smiles and turns to face his colleague, Andrew’s is red faced

MJ: Christy excuse us but as I said you can trust me to carry through on what we discussed.

Christy nods and walks out of shot

MJ: Dean, Dean, Dean, staff engagement is not exactly your strong point, no wonder they are already coming to me with their problems

Andrews snaps

DA: You son of a bitch, you had this planned from the start didn’t you?

MJ: And please pray tell me what is it that I had planned. If you mean this new relationship that we have found ourselves in then I assure you it couldn’t be further from my perfect solution. But in the world of business you have to be adaptive, flexible. I promised him that I would make this work. For the best interest of 6CW remember. I am a selfless person Dean…

Andrews shakes his head

DA: How is making me look stupid in the best interest of the company?

MJ: How have I made you look stupid. Does putting on the best PPV of the year make you look stupid? Does continuing to strengthen our roster make you look stupid? Does making our staff happy make you look stupid?
This is all in our best interests. You me it’s a win win. What does it matter who makes the final decision?

DA: I know what you’re doing and you think I’m just gonna stand back and let you take over??

Mr Jones smiles

MJ: I’m a team player Dean. Cut me open and I bleed 6CW

DA: Don’t tempt me!!!!

Tim Allen is stood in the backstage area with a camera man and a group of recruits they are going over strategy and discussing where to find there next big scoop, as the men go about their business in a huddle a group of men in white hoods enter the shot and circle around them. Tim Allen and the men back up against a wall a look of terror in their eyes, as the hoods begin to close the gap between them and the crew another man in a white hood walks into the shot and begins to shout at the other men.

??: Let them go, their pathetic they are not worth our time brothers. I’m sure we can find a much more productive use for our time, whilst still having some fun in the process.

The hoods then break the circle and begin to laugh as they watch the crew straighten and brush themselves down.

??: You four wait for me in the Locker room I feel I owe Mr Allen here a small amount of my time and maybe some more money for some dry cleaning after all he has been through today.

The four men begin to walk off down the hallway as the fifth man watches them go on their way not moving from the spot, as the other men go out of view he turns to face Tim Allen.

??: Well Tim what are you waiting for I haven’t got all day, what nonsensical questions do you have up your sleeve for De Marcus Brown this week.

Tim Allen stumbles forward almost falling into Brown who casually steps aside watching Tim struggle

DB: Come on Tim pull yourself together man I know you have the biggest name in 6CW in front of you but show so composure. I am sorry if my brother caused you any harm they were merely playing with you, you see we grow bored easily when we are not given a real challenge.

Tim Allen snaps back at Brown

TA: Well you’re getting a challenge tonight in the shape of Roman Azrael.

De Marcus looks a little startled at Tim’s outburst and removes his hood trying to intimidate Tim with his stare, before a smile comes across his face

DB: Roman Azrael? You forget Tim I swept the floor with that poor fool’s corpse only a few weeks ago, you really think he will fare much better this time, I’ve already proven that he does not deserve to be in the same ring as me. You have to question the board’s decision Tim of why they keep putting the same old guys in the ring with me only for me to decimate them time after time; honestly they wonder why we run a mock in the back why we have to other ways to excerpt our authority. First Cody Wright this time Roman Azrael and then in two weeks’ time I have to face the most unworthy man of all time Yarmouth Blade at Absolution. This company should have made me a champion already, there is nobody else on this roster that has made the impact that I have and the whole world has sat up and taken notice, do they really think I will stick around if I am not given the opportunities I deserve, I owe this company nothing and I won’t deliberate for more than second if I am approached with a more substantial offer, I owe them no loyalty.

Tim Allen takes a step backwards and takes his time with his next words.

TA: It’s easier to take advantage of you opportunities when you have other to watch your back.

De Marcus shakes his head, before cracking his knuckles clearly frustrated

DB: Let me ask you Tim did it look like I need any support last week when I took down Suarez a peg or two? Did it Tim? Did It?

Time goes to speak but Brown cuts him off

DB: No Tim it didn’t, that’s because I am the alpha male around here, I don’t need any support but with fame comes the people who want to live in your shadow and who am I to cast them away not when they cater to my every need, I don’t ask them to get involved Tim, they do of their free will because they respect me and they know that I should be number one above all others because I am the best Tim the best in this company and everybody knows it. The only reason these men get in the ring with me is to share my spotlight to hope that if they last more than two minutes with me that they might be able to make a name for themselves to maybe claim the number two spot in this company, cause even they know number one is far out of their grasp not with me sat atop of the pile, that I also something you should learn Tim because you petulance is becoming frankly annoying and next time maybe I won’t stop my followers form teaching you a lesson in respect, just like everybody else Tim you need to learn that you position is beneath me, right at the bottom of the food chain.

Brown then pushes Tim into the other men who catch him, Brown then points directly at Tim

DB: Learn your place

Brown them lifts his hood back up and walks down the corridor out of shot as the scene fades.

Backstage Ron is walking towards his dressing room

?: Another loss huh, you really are out of your depth dude

Ron turns and is faced by a smug looking Dylan Wright

DW: You just can’t buy a win, even against my little brother. How do you even get out of bed each morning? Look at you; you’re a fat slob who’s no use to anyone. People like you make me sick. Thinking you can come here and just like that you’re a wrestler
Even your own family don’t want you, you’re a failure to your wife and kids what makes you think round here will be any different?
You’re pathetic, and the sooner you’re gone the better it will be round here. You’re making a mockery of a serious business, you make your jokes but this is what we do for a living, this is my bread and butter, this aint no holiday dude.

Ron finally snaps.

R: What do you actually want?

Dylan smiles

DW: I want to be the man that rids 6CW of the likes of you. Me versus you Retribution, when you lose you’re gone – simple as that

R: And if I win

Dylan laughs out loud

DW: Always with the jokes Ronny…If you win you get what you want, what Andrews promised you a contract in 6CW…

Ron looks at Dylan sternly with a look of determination in his eyes

R: My name is Ron and I will do this for the people

Dylan laughs sarcastically

DW: Of course you will tubs, of course you will.

Scene ends as the two men stare each other down.

HA: Here we go folks are you ready for match two of the evening this is gonna be a good one with Anonymous facing the Frenchman Jerome Dubois, How do you see this one going Henry?

HE: Well I'm in two minds Harold it could go either way but if Anonymous tries his trick again like he did last week when he went under the ring and seemed to come out fresh as a Daisy then it could be Anonymous who picks out the win if not then it will have to go to The Pride of France that is Jerome Dubois.

The crowd start to boo loudly when all of a sudden “Mind Eraser" The Black Keys hits the arena speakers and 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 around 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's on to the apron where he is seen wearing a white trunks with “Culture” Written on the back.

HA: This guy is full of confidence but will it be enough to get a victory over the strange but wonderfully gifted Anonymous?

HE: I’ve made up my mind Harold its Dubs who's gonna get the win tonight just look at him he just oozes class.

The crowd then start to cheer loudly when If white America told the truth for one day it's world would fall apart by the Manic Street Preachers hits as the cheers gets louder From the back emerges a group of men, all dressed identically, all wearing the same mask. They make their way down to the ring in a regimental line. Upon reaching ringside one steps forward and slides into the ring as the other masked men return to the back.

HA: Well if your gonna have Dubois I’m having the masked marvel that is Anonymous this guy is full of talent and will gain another victory this evening.

HE: We have our picks for the match the ref is just checking the two men and now gives the signal to start the match.

Ding, Ding, Ding.

The two walk up to each other and Dubois starts to trash talk Anonymous threatening to pull his mask off Anonymous just looks at Dubois and then swings a hard right hand to the jaw of Dubois who falls back wards holding his jaw and slides on his bum to the corner of the ring still holding his jaw and looking shocked.

HA: Wow no love loss there from Anonymous was there Henry?

HE: No there wasn't, Oh great counter from Dubois shoulder to the turn buckle.

The crowd start to boo loudly in the arena when Anonymous walks over to Dubois who is still sat down in the corner of the ring Dubois then grabs the trunks of Anonymous and pulls him towards the turn buckles and rams the shoulder hard into the turn buckle Dubois the starts to Dance from side to side with his arms in the air like an air plane as the crowd boos loudly and Dubois just stands there and laughs.

HA: Well I'll give Dubois 2 out of 10 for that dance.

HE: But I will give him 10 out of 10 for that move, nice kick to the head.

The crowd continues to boo loudly as Dubois then picks up Anonymous and Irish whips him to the ropes and then connects with a drop kick to the face of Anonymous and goes for the cover.


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HA: First pin of the night.
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HE: Damn it, First kick out of the match I thought Dubois had it there.

The crowd cheers loudly as Anonymous kicks out at just as the referee is about to get the shoulder up for the count of three Dubois picks up Anonymous Irish whips him to the ropes and goes for the clothesline Anonymous ducks the clothesline comes back of the ropes and his a cross body and goes for the cover.

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HA: Can anonymous get the win here?
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HE: No, Dubois kicks out in 2 Thank god.

HA: Whoa, The Hash tag (crossface).

The crowd boos loudly as Dubois kicks out of the pin attempt but then cheer as Anonymous urges for Dubois to get to his feet and then pounces on him to get the The Hash tag (crossface) sub mission move on him as Dubois screams out in pain and tries top get to ropes.

HA: This could be it, Dubois in serious trouble here.

HE: You’re telling me that move hurts like mad.

The crowd are urging Dubois to tap but he crawls his way ever closer to the ropes and just manages to get his foot on the rope and the referee gives the count of 4 before Anonymous breaks the hold as the crowd start to boo loudly.

HA: Anonymous needs to watch how long he holds onto the hold or he could be disqualified.

HE: But has the damage already been done on the right arm of Dubois?

Anonymous then Irish whips Dubois to the corner of the ring and then follows up with a frog splash Dubois staggers out to the centre of the ring and Anonymous follows up with a FBP (Pele Kick) Dubois falls to the mat and Anonymous goes for the cover.

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HA: This one could be over Henry.
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HE: Or not Harold, Kick out once again by the Frenchman.

The crowd boos loudly as Dubois just kicks out and pulls him self via the ropes Anonymous then runs at Dubois going for the clothesline but Dubois then drops the top rope sending Anonymous over the top rope landing hard on the out side of the ring Dubois then holds one arm in the air and shouts to the crowd shouts “Vive La France” as the crowd start to boo loudly towards Dubois who just smiles at the crowd.

HA: Great counter there from Dubois sending Anonymous over the top rope.

HE: Yeah but were in the hell has Anonymous gone, Not under the ring again we need a replay right now!

The replay shows Anonymous hitting the floor on the outside of the ring and then slowly crawling to under the ring Dubois then looks down and see's that Anonymous is not there but taps his for head with his finger and walks to the other side of ring jumps down to the out side and lifts the apron up and looks under the ring for Anonymous.

HA: Dubois not taking any risks and going after Anonymous and trying to catch him out.

HE: Good thinking on Dubois, Whoa what happened there?

HA: Punch to the face that's what?

Dubois looks under the ring and no joy then goes to the other side of the ring but again no joy so Dubois walks over to the other side of the ring where Anonymous went under lifts up the apron and is hit with a punch to the face and Dubois staggers back wards then at the other side of the ring Anonymous comes out from under the ring races over to Dubois and hits a spear on Dubois as the crowd goes wild.

HA: What in the hell, How in the world?

HE: Anonymous got one over on Dubois but how did Anonymous hit Dubois from under the ring and then come out from the other side and hit a huge spear?

HA: That is what I would like to know Henry.

HE: Moon-sault, Holy crap!

The crowd cheers loudly as Anonymous then climbs onto the top turn buckle and lets fly with a huge Moon-sault and lands on top of Dubois who is still on the out side of the ring both men crash to the ground as the crowd start the holy .... chant.

HA: This match is insane Henry, high risk if ever I seen one there.

HE: And don't for get the spear Harold, Dubois is on the ropes in this match.

HA: Great counter, Irish whip!

Anonymous gets to his feet first and goes to Irish whip Dubois towards the steel steps but Dubois counters sending Anonymous flying over the steps hits his knee's hard and fly's over the top landing hard on the floor.

Dubois then rolls under the bottom rope into the ring looks at Anonymous just getting to his feet and then does a dive over the top rope landing on top of Anonymous then standing to his feet Rolls Anonymous into the ring and goes for the cover.

HE: A bit of desperation there from Dubois with the counter on the Irish whip.

HA: But it worked Henry and now the ref is counting the pin attempt.

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HE: No he hasn't, Kick out from Anonymous.

The crowd cheers as Anonymous gets the shoulder up, Dubois starts to argue with the referee but then all of a sudden "God save the queen" hits and Dubois then walks over to the ropes holding them with both hands and looks up at the top of the stage then the crowd are cheering as Anonymous crawls over to Dubois and grabs his trunks and pulls Dubois down for the roll up cover.

HA: This could be it Henry.


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HE: No not like this, God saves the Queen hits, Dubois gets distracted and now this.
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Ding, Ding, Ding.

If white America told the truth for one day it's world would fall apart by the Manic Street Preachers and Dubois looks in shock as the referee holds Anonymous arm in the air he rolls out out of the ring and stands on the ramp and laughs at Dubois who is still looking shocked sat on the mat in the ring.

HA: Dubois looks in complete shock. My brother looks in complete shock as Anonymous steals a win here tonight, Join us for more action after we take a short break.

After the break Gazzy D is backstage on his mobile phone

GD: I know what I said last time but if you just give me a couple of weeks I’ll be on a full time contract and I can pay it back with interest.

Gazzy snaps

GD: How was I meant to know I’d be on minimum wage!!!! I was made a promise when I first came back, I just need a little more time.

Gazzy calms and nods.

GD: Yes with interest, you know me I always pay my debts.

Gazzy hangs up as Mr Jones walks by.

GD: Hey boss man what’s the crack with these contracts, now you’re in the hot seat can you sort the situation out?

MJ: My hands are tied I’m afraid Gazzy. If I had my way you’d have been the first name on the list of people to sign but Andrews is keeping a tight hold on contract dealings and I don’t want to overstep the mark, yet.

Gazzy laughs

GD: That’s a lie, I saw you out there earlier. You love to rub him up the wrong way.

MJ: Only if it’s in the best interest of 6CW. I get no pleasure from this. I just want what’s best for the company.
And at the moment, I’d have to agree that your performances don’t warrant a permanent contract. Even you must see that you haven’t been at your best
Ever since the attack you’ve been off your game. We only want the best here.
Gazzy. You may have a history here but I am concerned with the future, and I question whether you have what it takes to be at the top round here anymore
You still have a lot to prove.

GD: Prove!!!!!!!!!!, what do you know about what it takes to prove yourself round here. I am one of the biggest names this company has ever had and I will get back to the top of the mountain.

MJ: Fire I like it – That’s what you need, that’s what it takes round here, a fire to win a will to succeed. And that is what I want to see at Retribution. Because so far you have been a shadow of your former self….

Gazzy looks quizzically

MJ: You do want your chance at Retribution? For revenge at the man who you are convinced attacked you?

Gazzy smiles

MJ: You show us how much this still means to you and I’m sure we can do something about your contract

Christy James is backstage walking down a corridor. She stops in front of a door with a nameplate that reads "Mighty Mighty Nate Nack" on it. She knocks on the door and after a brief pause, it opens. Nate Nack is standing in his black "Wake-Up Call" shirt over his singlet.

CJ:"Mighty Mighty Nate Nack, we were wondering if we could get a few questions answered before your match with Mike Masters," she said.

NN:"You and me both, Christy," replied Nate Nack. "You and me both."

CJ:"You've been on a bit of a downward slide as of late. How are you preparing for Masters?"

NN:"Lately I've been focused on Orthrus and Plague, and those two men are no slouches. They're big men, they're strong men, and they're mighty mighty. Mike Masters is no Orthrus though. For once, I'll have the strength advantage. As long as I keep his speed in check, I'll have him wrapped around my little finger."

CJ: "Now do you feel mentally ready for this week with Orthrus, Plague, and Garry Grant at odds with you?"

NN:"You know what, Christy? I started here because I wanted to be a man for the people, the prime example. But now that name's gonna take on a different meaning. I'm gonna set the example this week. I haven't had a good fight in weeks, hell over a month. All of this anger, this frustration, this rage, it's building up. And the next person that crosses me will see what the Mighty Mighty Nate Nack is capable of. I don't care if it's Mike Masters, I don't care if it's Orthrus, or Plague, or Grant, or Brown, or Hurst, or Frenchy. If you cross me, I will set the example and make an example out of you.
Am I ready for a match? No. I'm ready for a fight. And with Retribution right around the corner, if I don't get a fight, I'm just gonna start one."

?: You want a fight???

Nate looks up as Dean Andrews walk into the locker room

NN: You know me boss I never back down from a challenge – No matter who it is I am ready to give 100%

Andrews nods

DA: I know the last month or so hasn’t been easy Nate and I want to assure you in the same way I told Emma

Nate looks confused

NN: You talked to Emma?

DA: She came to see me, she’s worried. I’m worried. I want to help you. I know you want your chance to get Retribution for what has happened to you recently, but I can’t help but feel there is one man who has repeatedly attacked you, a man who was not even meant to be part of the in ring roster, a man who at first said he wanted to help you, but over time has shown his true colours

NN: Grant?

Andrews smiles

DA: I guarantee you will get your chance at everybody else but at Retribution let’s deal with the man at hand

NN: I look forward to it

DA: Good luck for tonight Nate, as always it’s been a pleasure. Tell Emma I said hi

Nate Nack steps back into his locker room as Andrews exits to the corridor

HA: Up next we have a match that may well Main Even future PPV’s with Daniel Reilly going one on one with Jack Hurst but first once again this week Hurst has been continuing his travels trying to understand his opponent that little bit better, lets roll the VT and see what he’s been getting up to
We're outside in the street and the camera is filled with the face of 6CW's premier English Gent. Jack Hurst looks about ready for another of his tour guide segments...

"Welcome again one and all. Jack Hurst at your service. Today, I am outside the 6CW arena on the streets looking for the King. The King of the Street, Daniel Reilly, will cross my path this week and I thought I should do a little investigating. How do you beat a man with his own kingdom? Follow along now chaps..."

We follow Jack as he strolls down the street before stopping to chat to some youths lingering on the pavement.

JH: "Good evening, servants of the state of Reilly, how are we this fine eve?"

Youth 1: "What you chattin blad?"

JH: "I'm sorry, that's not a sentence. I'm looking for information on Daniel Reilly, the King of the Street."

Y1: "Aint no King reppin ma ends, got big tings poppin round ere, ya watch ya back now ya little Cat, me and ma boys might arks our own questions, ya get me?!"

JH; "Reppin ma ends eh. Righto, you three want a scuffle huh? I tell you what, if you can hit me I won't break your arm, ok?"

The lad lunges not once but three times towards Hurst, who easily dodges and passes the flying fists past his body before sweeping the kids legs from beneath him.

JH: "Next?"

The second youth lunges, but Hurst just pushes him over his fallen friend, tripping over his form. The third lad runs, as do the other two as they get to their feet.

JH: "Oh, the streets, more bravado than brains out here, although both are in very short supply."

"ERE, YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT REILLY?!" shouts a voice off camera. Down the alley we see a tramp sitting alone beside a bin.

JH: "Do tell, what is the secret to Reilly's powerful Kingdom?"

Tramp: "Reilly, urine on chicken for today, but don't read a book in the cold cos god will find you. I saw you in my shop once, but the whiskey makes you warmer and faded yes?"

JH: "I think we best find you somewhere to sleep my good sir, and maybe if they brush you up you can come watch me put young Reilly down for the night too"

Jack turns to camera. "I've seen your manor Reilly. Surprise me, because so far all I've got is a picture of your kingdom crumbling around me. I've taken the French, now I'm cleaning up the streets. The King is dead, long live Prince Charming."

Back to ringside

HE: I’m really starting to get to like Jack Hurst, he’s got a great way of looking at things although I’m not sure how much his little trip will have prepared him for tonight’s match.

HA: Well we’re about to find out

He: So coming up we have former two time champion and sure fire hall of famer Daniel Reilly going one on one with the gentleman of 6CW, Jack Hurst

Ha: that’s right, both of these lock horns for I believe the first time here tonight, yet both have had their own problems in recent weeks

He: You're not wrong. Reilly has obviously drawn the attentions of Anonymous and recently Jerome Dubois has found issues with Hurst claiming to be a gentleman...I swear to God only in 6CW

'Prince Charming' starts to ring around the arena and the crowd get to their feet as Jack Hurst walks out to the stage. He looks around the crowd and bows before making his way down to the ring tagging the hands of the fans. He circles the ring and hands his cap to a younger member of the crowd before sliding in the ring

Ha: I don't know how Dubois can say what he has about this guy. I've spoke with this kid several times backstage and he is nothing but a gent

The crowd reaction quickly change and boos burst out as 'big things poppin' starts to play and Daniel Reilly slowly makes his way out to the stage. He ignores the crowd reaction and makes his way down to the ring eyes fixed on his opponent. He climbs the steps and into the ring and brushes past both official and Hurst before climbing the tunbuckle and staring round the crowd

He: This guy brings an intensity that just can't be matched by anybody. We haven't even started yet but since Reilly appeared on that stage you can cut the atmosphere with a knife, and its that intensity that I think makes him the most dangerous man in this company

Ha: Well you make a good argument, but tonight maybe we might see a distracted Reilly, obviously having to contend with anonymous

He: You were saying...

The crowd are booing loudly as as soon as the official signals for the bell, Reilly attacks Hurst with a suckerpunch which flattens Hurst. Reilly lifts hid dazed opponent up and rocks him with an uppercut and a slap to the chest, followed by a second uppercut backing Hurst into the corner. Reilly whips him hard into the opposite corner

He: Reilly on top early and will want to put Hurst away quickly here

Ha: WELL HURST HAS OTHER IDEAS

Reilly runs at Hurst who explodes out of the corner and tackles Reilly to the mat and unleashes a flurry of big right hands. He gets to his feet as Reilly quickly follows suit and then sends him down with standing dropkick, Reilly gets straight up and walks into another dropkick, then a third

Ha: Hurst building up ahead of steam here......RUNNING ENZIGURI! REILLY COULD BE OUT COLD AFTER THAT SHOT

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He: Reilly seen that coming....RKO!!!!

Ha: Hurst battles out of it

Hurst drops Reilly to the mat as he goes for the RKO. Reilly rolls out of the ring, his face full of frustration.

Ha: I don't think Reilly likes the fact that so far Hurst has been one step ahead of him

Reilly slides back in the ring. He meets Hurst in the centre of thre ring. He raises his right hand inviting his opponent to take him on in a test of strength and then the crowd jeer loudly as he kicks Hurst in the mid section as he accepts the challenge. He rakes the eyes and then knocks him down with a clothesline.

Reilly circles Hurst and then begins to lift him up to his feet, Hurst tries to fight free but Reilly quickly stops his feet with a kick to the knee. He positions himself behind him and then takes the same standing leg out with a chop block. Reilly grabs the leg and delivers several kicks to the back of the knee and then drags him over to the corner of the ring, he slides outside and grabs the leg of Hurst and slams it into the steel ringpost

He: This is what I was talking about. Reilly is pound for pound the most dangerous man here in 6CW

Ha: and arguably one of the cleverest. Right now he's taking out Hursts vertical base, without that there's noway he's hitting his finisher on reilly

The pain is etched on Hursts face as Reilly slides back in the ring. He waits for Hurst to slowly get to his feet and then he violently kicks the leg of Hurst out from underneath him and then follows up with several elbow drops to the inside of the leg. Reilly gets up and barks for Reilly to do the same, as he does Reilly kicks him in the gut and then connects with a floatover suplex into the cover

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Ha: Hurst kicks out, but he needs to stop Reilly from targeting that leg otherwise he won't be in this much longer

Reilly pulls Hurst up and then backs him into the corner of the ring, he drives his elbow into the side of Hursts head and then whips him into the opposite tunbuckle and hits a running clothesline. Hurst staggers out and walks into an inverted atomic drop and then reilly throws him down with a scopp slam. Reilly climbs to the second rope and then jumps off driving his leg across the head and neck of Hurst

He: Reilly well and truly in control of this one

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Ha: But Hurst not done yet

Reilly circles Hurst and starts to stomp on the injured leg but then does so to the arms and upper body of Hurst as well. The referee has to pull him away to allow Hurst to get to his feet. Reilly kicks him in the mid section and then sets him in position for the DDT, Hurst hits a few digs to the kidneys

Ha: NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! HE MAY HAVE HIM

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Ha: SO CLOSE

Reilly just manages to kick out after being surprised by the reversal. He quickly gets up but Hurst hits a dropkick to the knee

Ha: SHINING WIZARD! YOU COULD HEAR THAT IMPACT

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He: How is Hurst doing this? He's on one leg

Hurst holds his head in his hands at the near fall. Hurst gets up to his feet as Reilly staggers to his feet and then falls into the corner of the ring, Hurst sizes him up

Ha: WHAT A RUNNING KNEE

He: Probably wasn't the smartest move he's clearly in a lot of pain there

Ha: But he's tough AND HE STILL MANAGES TO FOLLOW IT WITH the BULLDOG HEADLOCK INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING

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Ha: Reilly hanging on here, that was so close to a winning pinfall

Hurst holds his leg feeling the effects of the beating it has taken. He hobbles up to his feet and then signals for the end as the crowd chant his name, he stalks Reilly who slowly starts to get to his feet

Ha: Looks like Hurst is lining Reilly up here for what he calls the Washboard Stomach

He: he's got him up.....BUT THAT LEG JUST GAVE WAY ON HIM

The crowd groan as Hurst set Reilly up on his shoulders only for the extra weight to take its toll and his leg gives out. Reilly slowly gets up and ssadistically smiles as Hurst nurses his ankle

He: REILLY IS LIKE A SHARK SMELLING BLOOD

Reilly is like a man possessed as he targets the leg. Not even the official can do much to get in his way. Reilly drags Hurst over to the canvas and set his leg on the bottom rope before springboard off the centre rope and dropping all his weight down on the knee. Hurst staggers up but Reilly hits another chopblock and then stalks him only to take him down in the same way again.

He continues the assault on the leg with vicious stomps. Hurst pulls himself over to the ropes and grabs out at the bottom rope but it doesn't stop Reilly from continuing the assault. The official starts a five count and Reilly just stops the attack before the end of the count

He: Reilly needs to be careful, he's toeing a line he doesn't want to cross unless he wants to get disqualified

The official lectures Reilly who pays no attention and barges past making a beeline for the struggling Hurst. Hurst goes to kick him but Reilly catches his leg and then hits an elbow into the knee, he trips Hurst down to the mat and then locks in in the ankle lock, wrapping his legs around Hurst to apply extra pressure upto the knee as Hurst frantically fights screaming in pain

He: Ankle lock is in and Hurst has no where to go

The fight quickly begins to fade out of Hurst as the referee positions himself looking for the submission. Hurst slowly drags himself across the canvas but gets nowhere fast. Reilly pulls harder on the leg and the pain increases on the face of Hurst. Hurst raises his arm in the air

He: This is it, he's going to tap out

The hand drops

Ha: HE GOT THE ROPE!!! REILLY CAN'T BELIEVE IT

Reilly is furious and refuses to break the hold. He gets to his feet with the submission still locked in adn pulls Hurst back into the centre of the ring

He: Reilly looks hell bent on snapping the ankle of Hurst here

Ha: It ain't worth it kid. Quit now and live to fight another day

The crowd are firmly behing Hurst but he doesn't look as if he can hold on much longer. He tries to push himself up but Reilly increases the pressure

He: Hurst can't hold on much longer here

Ha: ENZIGURI!!!

He: To no avail, Reilly seen it coming

With his last efforts Hurst pushes himself up and has one free leg hopping with his other still in the ankle lock. He turns to face Reilly and goes for the enziguri

but Reilly anticipates it and dodges out of the way as Hurst falls face first to the canvas. Reilly lifts Hurst up and then kicks him in the gut and sets him between his legs

He: Huge powerbomb there and this could be it

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He: SHOULDER UP! REILLY CAN'T BELIEVE IT! NEITHER CAN I TO BE HONEST

Reilly punches at the mat in frustration and then gets to his feet. He stalks Hurst as he slowly gets up to his feet. He positions himself behind him and wraps his hands around his waist

He: Huge German suplex...Looking for second...AND A THIRD

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Ha: HOLY CRAP HURST GOT THE SHOULDER UP! WHAT DOES REILLY HAVE TO DO?

Reilly quickly gets up and confronts the official. He backs him into the corner and berates the official accusing him of a slow count

Ha: I think Reilly should get back to the job at hand here rather than criticise the referee....RANHEI!!!! WHAT A SPIN KICK

Both men are down in the middle of the ring. The referee has no choice but to start counting both men out. They each slowly begin to stir and get to their feet as the official approaches his 10 count. Hurst pulls himself up using the ropes and then limps to the centre of the ring where Reilly has also regained his feet.

The two men begin to trade right hands. Reilly begins to get the upper hand and backs Hurst up against the ropes. He whips him across the ring

Ha: WHAT A FLYING CLOTHESLINE FROM HURST HE EXPLODED OFF THE ROPES

Reilly gets straight up and is sent down with another flying clothesline, he gets up a third time and is kicked in the midsection and then dropped with a variation of the jackhammer into a cover

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Ha: So close for Hurst I thought he had him.....DISASTER KICK! NOW HE'S GOT HIM

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Ha: KICK OUT! MY WORD WHAT DRAMA

Hurst looks to the heavens and swears under his breath. He exits the ring to the apron and climbs to the top rope. flashbulbs illuminate as he soars through the air

He: WHAT HANGTIME ON THE MOONSAULT! HURST NOW ON TOP AGAINST REILLY

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Ha: And these covers are getting a lot closer

Hurst shows signs of frustration. He peels Reilly off the canvas and lifts him to his feet. He kicks him in the gut and then connects with a suplex, he keeps hold and pulls him back up into a second and then the same for a third suplex and then signals up before climbing to the top rope

Ha: he's looking for the show of grace, a top rope leg drop that will put anybody away

He: NOBODY HOME!!! REILLY MOVED AND IT LOOKS LIKE HURST HAS CAUSED MORE DAMAGE TO THAT INJURED LEG

Reilly slowly turns his attentions to Hurst and kneels on hands and knees staring at him as he looks in pain hold his leg. He slowly starts to get to his feet

He: RKO!!! THIS ONES DONE

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Ha: HE KICKED OUT HE KICKED OUT HE KICKED OUT. MY GOD KID! WHAT HEART

Reilly looks p!ssed. He gets to his feet and corners on the referee again. He continues to bark insults at him despite the referee trying to regain order.

Ha: Reilly obviously thinks the referee is counting slowly. HE JUST PUSHED HIM! YOU CAN'T DO THAT REILLY

He: He's lucky he hasn't been disqualified.....RKO!!! THAT'LL DO IT!!

Reilly grows frustrated at the official and RKOs him in the centre of the ring. The crowd boo as Reilly turns his attentions to Hurst. he grabs his leg and locks in the ankle lock again. hurst doesn't know the official has been knocked out and refuses to give in. He pulls himself toward the bottom rope but it's no good. Reilly applies more and more pressure but there is no official to stop him.

He: I'll admit this is uncalled for. we had a great match up going before this

Reilly still has the submission locked in but Hurst still isn't tapping. Reilly breaks the hold as the crowd volumes rises and Anonymous runs out from backstage. He heads straight down to the ring and Reilly starts to trade punches with him. Anonymous ducks under a clothesline attempt and then clotheslines Reilly out of the ring over the top rope....CRACK

Ha: where did he come from?

The crowd boo as Jerome Dubois appears from the crowd and slides in the ring. He warps a steel chair across the back of Anonymous and Reilly enters back in the ring. Dubois turns his attentions to Hurst as Reilly waits for anonymous to get to his feet

He: RKO TO ANONYMOUS

Ha: AU REVOIR FOR HURST....Reilly and Dubois getting the upper hand in their respective rivalries here tonight

More officials flood to the ring from backstage and put themselves between the heels and their targets. Dubois and Reilly look smug as they raise their arms in the air as the fans continue to boo them

Backstage following the match Dean Andrews is stood by a monitor, Andrews is smiling as Christy approaches.

CJ: Has something tickled your fancy.

Andrews laughs

DA: I think I’ve just seen the next two matches for the PPV and even better Jones is none the wiser.

Christy glances at the monitor.

DA: At Retribution it will be
Daniel Reilly versus Anonymous
And
Jerome Dubois versus Jack Hurst.

Andrews looks smugly down the camera.

DA: Let’s see if Jones can beat that.

The cameras show Timothy Allen walking backstage. He is seen heading to the locker room. He knocks on the door; the camera zooms in on the locker room name labelled Mike "Masterful" Masters.

MM: Who is it?

TM: Timothy Allen, 6CW reporter. Can you answer a few questions for us Mike?
Masters answers the door aggressively and gives Timothy Allen a stern look.

MM: Did you just call me Mike? Mike? Allen let me ask you something, are we friends?

TM: Erm well...

MM: Whoa let me answer that for you. No. In fact, never. Now you address me like a professional reporter should address me. Mike Masters.

TM: My apologies, Mike Masters.

MM: That's better now crack on, I don't have much time, I got people to see. There are probably thousands of fans outside this arena waiting patiently for me, cheering for me, waiting for my autograph so hurry up.

TM: Ok, well what are your thoughts on the ending of Anarchy as your match ended in an all out brawl between all competitors?

MM: Well we basically summed up what this era's all about right.
Total Aggression.
But what bothers me is the double disqualification. I mean really? If you roll the cameras again, you clearly see Gazzy D shoving the referee. Since when are you allowed to lay your hands on the ref? That should have been a DQ and it should have been a win for the Perfect Outlaws. But no, all hell broke loose and an absolute brawl incurred. You see you know what the problem is.
That Gazzy D guy has anger issues, real anger problems man. As a legend in this business, he should be setting an example for the young stars of this business, but no. Which is why I'd like to reiterate he's nothing but a has-been.
I’m not surprised Marty did what he did

TA: Has he told you that he was the one who attacked Gazzy?
Masters screws his face

MM: Well, err no but it’s obvious isn’t it?

TA: Is it?

Masters smiles

TA: OK ....so...Well on to tonight and your match against Nate Nack.
Any thoughts?

MM: Oh Allen that crowd pleaser has nothing on me. Tim let me ask you, do you read all the forums and all these online sites?
Do ya?
There are so many people around the world praising me, my crazy god given talent is becoming a phenomenon. In addition to my amazing good looks, you could almost say I'm the total package.
Ironic right Nate?
While you’re focused on getting your hands on that psycho, I'll be showing the world why I'm perfect and you’re not!

MM: Now Allen I declare this interview over. Like I said, got place to go, people to see. But hey 6CW, if you want a longer interview, why not send Christy James over next time?

There is a knock at the locker room door and in walks Mr Jones

MJ: Not Christy I’m afraid but can I have a word?

Masters is looking at himself in the mirror as Jones walks in

MJ: Thanks Tim I’ll take it from here

Allen leaves the room as Masters continues to flex

MJ: I have been impressed with your performances so far

MM: Of course you have

MJ: But..... I can’t help feel that you seem to lack focus, you have involved yourself in other peoples battles and it is to your detriment
Masters looks confused

MJ: Now I have just made a match at the PPV between Gazzy D and Marty Helms and I want your assurance that you will not get involved. You may have helped Helms in the past but I want you to promise that you will play no part in that match at Retribution
It’s not your fight, it is between them

MM: And what do I get in return – I’m not even on the card. How do you expect to sell the PPV without your top draw appearing?

MJ: You want a match?

MM: It is in your best interest to have me in a match. The PPV will be all the better for it

Jones smiles

MJ: OK you want a match and a match you will get , at Retribution it will be ‘The Masterful one’ Mike Masters versus ‘The Superstar’ Alejandro Suarez
Masters smiles

MM: Perfect! But as far as me and Helms go, don't think a little match like this will keep me from doing what I need to do for Helms man...

We once again find ourselves in the dungeon of the Reverend Edward Plague, the candlelight flickers across his face as he stares in to the camera, his hollow blank eyes peering right in to the camera, the sound of grandfather clock ticking can be heard echoing in the background.

“Can you hear that?”

Edward pauses as a smile slowly crosses his face

“That is the countdown of damnation, with every tick of the clock the 6CW draws closer to the rapture and with it the future of every roster member is in my hands. I was sent to show you the light and the more you struggle, the more you fight it, the harder you resist...the more I will punish you until you bow before me and accept the truth that you are too ignorant to see."

Plague bows his head and begins to breathe heavily as he begins to run his hands through his hair, gripping and tugging on it, as he looks back in to the camera the smile he had seconds before is a look of pure anger, his breathing becomes even heavier.

“I will make you see, I free you from the blindness that you inherited from this sick, sad world...I will tear your eyes open and hold you face to face with God and I will make sure you realise the error of your judgement...even if it means you bow in a pool of blood."

The camera flickers and the expression of Edward's face is one of despair, his eyes almost seem human for once

"I don't want to hurt people but he says I have too, the world has become a dark place and only violence makes a true mark, only violence sends a real message and the members of the roster can only learn through penance...I am just a messenger and the message is destruction."

The camera flickers again and the last line replays but as he says it Edward breaks in to a sick laugh.

“I am just a messenger and the message is destruction”

The scene fades to black with Plague laughing with a sinister look across his face.

In the backstage area and Blade can be seen talking to one of the stage hands as the crowd start to cheer loudly in the arena as they see Blade then wolf whistles can be heard from the fans as Christy James then comes in to camera shot and walks up to blade who then shakes the hand of the back stage worker who then walks of in the opposite direction, Blade then turns and smiles at Christy James and with microphone in hand walks up to Blade.

Blade: Hi Christy, What can I do for you?

Christy James: I was hoping for a few words from you about your up coming match against Orthrus and also with your match against Demarcus Brown at the next ppv.

Blade: Course you can babe, Fire away.

Christy smiles at Blade and puts the microphone to her lips.

Christy James: Last week was your first match back against Dennis Hart and you won that one then tonight you have a tough match against Orthrus have you got any tactics against Orthrus tonight?

Blade: The only tactics I have for that match is to win but it will be very hard as Orthrus is no push over, This kid is 6ft 11in and weighs in at 345 lbs so that makes him a monster but then again so am I, I never back down from a fight and to be honest I always love a fight and am sure this is gonna be a right good old scrap in the middle of that ring out the in the arena with those great fans who I just love to entertain and put my body on the line for every single week.

The crowd cheers at this announcement from Blade as he nods and smiles into the camera from the crowds reaction.

Christy James: So your gonna go out there all guns blazing?

Blade: Damn straight I am that is what I do take the fight to them coz if you don't your just gonna get run all over you at that I can not and will not allow to happen.

You what the old saying is the bigger they are the harder they fall but let me tell you this Christy I am not that easy to knock down either I still get back up just ask Demarcus Brown that.

The crowd in the arena start to boo loudly at the sound of Browns name.

Christy James: And that brings me nicely on to my next question you and Demarcus Brown are set to battle in a no holds barred brawl at Retribution how are you going to handle that one with all the history between you and Brown?

Blade: Your right Christy me and Brownie boy have got a lot of history together, He got me kicked out of my home I had here when he challenged me to a match in the arena in the middle of the night but MR Andrews put a stop to that just as it was about to get started so Andrews took my home away and the last time I faced Brown I beat him only for his 4 clowns to jump me from behind and kick the hell out of me but I am ready for all that and if he tries that one more time I will kick the crap out of them and Brown.

Christy James: So you’re confident?

Blade smiles

Blade: You bet your sweet ass I am. I’m laying it all on the line. Brown beat me last time and this will be as much about proving to myself as it is proving to the world that I am back. I’ve had a lot of glory in this old place in my past but I know I have a lot still to give

Christy James: But what if?

Blade cuts her off

Blade: I’m a real man Christy and I can take it if i’m beaten when i’m at my best by a better man but I know Brown isn’t that man. Retribution will be exactly that for me and thats a cast iron guarantee

Again the crowd cheers loudly as Blade then smiles into the camera and walks of screen.

Ha: Our next match is a singles matches which will see Roman Azrael take on DeMarcus Brown.

He: We have seen Azrael involved in some good battles so far in his 6CW career which will help against Brown here tonight.

Famous starts to echo throughout the copper box as the lights inside the arena switch to black. A lone voice echoes out “And now revered audience, the show begins". Jets of purple rockets shoot high into the air before exploding, then a spotlight shines to the rafters and all eyes from the audience turn upwards. A flash of light in the middle of the ring suddenly captures the attention and the lights come on, Roman Azrael is standing tall, gazing from behind his mask. The crowd can be heard cheering for Azrael.

Ha: Just listen to that response Henry it is an unbelievable response for Roman Azrael.

He: Well you got that right brother but the next response will be all to believable.

Gangster Rap Made Me Do It rings throughout the arena as loud boos can be heard from the fans. Brown steps out from behind the curtain as his music plays he wears a white sleeveless hoodie zipped up to the top with the hood up and a white bandanna covering his mouth. He cockily strolls down to the ring ignoring all fans. On entering the ring he stares at Azrael as he gets ready for the bell to sound.
The Referee signals for the bell and the two men circle the ring whilst maintaining a stare. The pair tie up and Brown backs Azrael into the corner before unleashing a series of rights and lefts to the body. The ref begins to count as Brown is unrelenting with his punches. The ref forces the break and goes to warn Brown about the 5 count.

He: This is what you call a clobbering Harold! Brown seems relentless in his attack.

Brown charges at Azrael who is propped against the turnbuckles.

Ha: What a counter from Azrael that gives him a chance to mount some offense
The crowd cheers as Azrael gets his boots up to stop Brown's momentum. Azrael quickly climbs to the top rope waiting for Brown to turn around.

Ha: A huge flying clothesline from Azrael.

Azrael slowly crawls for the cover

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Brown manages to get a shoulder up and gets to his feet just as quickly as Azrael does.
He: It will take more than that to keep Brown down for the 3 count.

Ha: Yes your right with that, what the hell.

Brown lands a big boot to the face as Azrael is distracted by something in the crowd

Ha: It's those damn White Hoods there making their way through the crowd.

He: That was smart from Brown to take advantage of a mistake by Azrael in taking his eye off the ball.
The crowd starts to boo as the White Hoods are seen making their way through the crowd.

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Azrael just manages to kick out leaving Brown looking frustrated at the fact he kicked out. Brown picks up Azrael and goes for a shoulder block but misses and Azrael counters with a flying cross body.

Ha: The pace seems to be picking up now Azrael is in charge of the offence.

He: Yeah and if he knows what's good for him he will keep the pace up in the hope of keeping Brown from gaining momentum.

The crowd starts to cheer as Azrael hits a series of flying clotheslines and finishes off by hitting a Dragonrana on Brown.

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Ha: That was a close call right there.
Brown barely manages to get his shoulder of the canvas before the three count is made. Azrael starts to clap his hands working the crowd into a frenzy

Ha: Listen to the noise from the crowd who are firmly behind Roman Azrael.
Azrael mounts the top turnbuckle waiting for Brown to gain his feet. Brown groggily grabs the ref to aid him standing up.

He: The ref is down. Azrael hit the ref!
As Azrael goes for a corkscrew moonsault Brown moves out of the way and Azrael connects with the ref. With the ref down and Azrael checking on the ref Brown starts waving his arms signaling for the White Hoods.

Ha: Oh no come on! Here come those damn White Hoods jumping the security railing.

He: Brown looks down and out so he has sent for help. This is smart in my book the ref is down and out so you take what advantage you can.

The White Hoods proceed in grounding and pounding Roman Azrael who is unaware of them entering the ring. The crowd boos loudly as the White Hoods are beating down Azrael. Brown has now regained his feet and orders the White Hoods to leave the ring as Brown wakes the ref up, Brown then picks up Azrael and hits Broken Home

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Ha: Please not this way

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Ding! Ding! Ding!

He: Brown picks up another win

Ha: He sure does but add a huge assist to the White Hoods for this victory

HE: Well Ladies and Gentlemen welcome back to Anarchy as up next we have a very personal match, as we see Nate Nack in action for the very first time since Absolution.

HA: The main question going round the locker room is what mental state will Nate be in tonight? I mean you cannot hide away from the fact that he has had a very very difficult, and emotional 2 months here.

HE: Will if there is one thing we know and have learned over the course of 6CW re-birth Harold, is that Nate has a big heart, and no matter how much the odds are stacked against him, he will come out fighting.

HA: Well he has a lot to prove here tonight, and Mike Masters is a fantastic athlete! Quite frankly I believe he will have his hands full tonight.

HE: Mike Masters has been a fantastic addition to the 6CW roster. Whether you like him or hate him, he has formed a formidable partnership with Helms.

HA: A partnership Henry, that management has taken notice of! Hence why they have forced a match between Suarez and Masters to make sure Masters doesn’t interfere in Helms match.

“Champion” Echoes through the arena as the fans burst into boo’s. Mike Masters Comes out from the curtain walking backwards, once the single spotlight hits upon Mike, he turns his head with a smirk on his face. Masters stretches his arms out to his side and poses as the arena give a very heated reception. Masters then spins around, as he arrogantly walks towards the ring taunting fans on the way. Masters slides into the ring.

HA: Masters look ready man, I mean what an athlete this guy is, and to believe he was falsely accused by GazzyD of being the masked man!

HE: Well it turns out it was Helms all along, but with these two operating together you must wonder if Masters had anything to do with it?

“Unbreakable” booms out of the speakers and suddenly the through the curtain, rubbing his hands together a white chalky powder crumbles out of his hands. Nate is wearing yellow trunks with “Power” written across the back in red. Orthrus is staring at Nate from the ring, as Nate makes his way to the centre of the ramp he starts smacking his hands together, as the chalk creates a smoke affect around him. Nate then power strides down the ramp….

HE: And here we go!!!!

HA: Masters going straight for Nate here!

HE: Sometime the best form of defence is attack!!!

Masters is seen flying out of the ring and throwing a fury of shots at Nate, as Nate responds with some of his own. The ref comes charging out of the ring trying to separate the 2 men, telling to go into the ring, but none of them are having it. Masters then hits a knee thrust to the gut, and smashes Nate head on the apron. Masters then hits a chop across the chest and drives Nate into the barricade. Nate grasps a hold of his back as he groggily moves away. Masters follows behind as Nate shoves Masters away. Masters gets angry and charges in

SMACK!!!!!!

*CROWD: OOOOOOOO!!!!!!


HE: WHAT A CLOTHESLINE!!!!!!

HA: GOD HE ALMOST RIPPED HIS HEAD CLEAN OFF!

HE: He turned him inside out there!

*Crowd: Nate! Nate! Nate!

Nate pounds his chest as screams out loud as Masters is seen on the mat clutching his head. Nate drags Masters to his feet and rolls him into the ring with his head just under the bottom rope. Nate then backs away and comes flying in with a bicycle kick to the side of the head. Masters rolls around in pain as Nate leaps on the apron. As Nate enters the ring, Masters comes charging and hits a drop kick .

Nate gets back to his feet as Masters swings various left and rights backing Nate in the corner. Masters then delivers a whip to the opposite corner, but Nate counters and delivers one of his own. Nate then comes flying in with a powerful shoulder thrust to the gut. Nate follows it up with a stiff European uppercut. Masters tries to respond with a kick to the mid-section but Nate grabs Masters legs, and chucks him across the ring with a T-Bone suplex.

HE: Nate just relying on pure brute force, absolutely dominating, and taking it to Masters.

HA: This was never going to be a technical match Henry, with Nate feeding on pure emotion here.

Nate then makes his way over to Masters who pulls himself back up to a vertical basis using the ropes. Nate hits a headbutt and then scoops slams Masters in the middle of the ring. Nate then drags Masters up and hits another scoop slam, and then a third. Nate hooks the leg.

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HE: Masters kicks out!

HA: You could feel the anger behind each one of those scoops slams, Nate is a ticking time bomb here!

Masters slowly gets back up to his feet and walks straight into a hard right as he stumbles back against the ropes. Nate then hits an irish whip, and as Masters comes off the ropes Nate goes for a big back body drop but Masters rolls across Nate’s back. As Nate turns around.

*SMACK!!!!

HA: THE PATENTED DISASTER KICK!!!!

HE: Masters Rolls Nate up!


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HE: Nate gets the shoulder up! My god that was close!

HA: I though he had it there!

Masters stares down at Nate and begins to measure to him as Nate gets back to his feet.

HE: GRINGO KILLER!!!!

HA: WAKE UP CALL!!!!

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Ding!! Ding!!! Ding!!!!

MB: Here is your winner! NATE NACK!!!!!

HE: What a counter by Nate! Clearly staring straight into the camera sending a message to Garry Grant!

HA: This has become a very personal battle between these two men, and you know eventually when the meet all hell will break loose!

HE: And how will Masters rebound from this defeat as he takes on Suarez?

HA: Two contrasting styles man, will be interesting to see these two in the ring, and see who is the better man!

We go to announcers table where Henry and Harold appear on screen, with the fans in the background.

HE: Welcome back to the Copper Box Center ladies and gentlemen as up next we have what is sure to be a very physical encounter between the monster Orthrus and the ever fighting Blade.

HA: This won’t be a match for the faint hearted Henry! These two men know how to brawl!

HE: While these two men have never faced each other, Blade will know a lot of about Orthrus from there past in 6CW, and therefore will know what to expect from the 6CW monster.

HA: I don’t believe so, this is a different Orthrus Henry, he is more out of control than ever before! I doubt there are many people who can stand toe to toe with him…

HE: What about Edward Plague?

HA: The man of the moment by the sound of things! Plague is the joker here, we have no idea what he can or can’t do. All we know is that isn’t intimidated by Orthrus and these two monsters want a piece of each other.

'I do what I want' hits. Blade walks out to the stage and then walks to each side acknowledging the fans. He starts to make his way down to the tagging hands and then slides in the ring and climbs the turnbuckle

HE: It has to be said that since Blade’s return, he has made an outstanding impact here in 6CW.

HA: He has taken on one of the most physical, aggressive superstars in 6CW, and beaten him in his own game. Blade has really brought guts, blood, and sweat to this company.

HE: A man that many people under estimate Harold, I really do predict this will be a big year for him.

“Hell” hits as the arena erupts into a chorus of boo’s. With the arena filled in darkness, a spotlight focuses on the top of the ramp; slowly Orthrus emerges through the light. Orthrus is wearing a long black coat with the hood covering his face, which is facing the floor. He slowly raises his head as the camera reveals a stone cold look. Orthrus removes his hood, a devilish smile emerges on his face, as he then descends down the ramp towards the ring. Orthrus jumps on the apron and steps in the ring as he stares across to Blade’s eyes.

Ding!!! Ding!!! Ding!!!

The ref gets the match underway as Orthrus stands in the centre of the ring as Blade circles around him. Blade and Orthrus then lock up as Orthrus uses his strength to back Blade into the corner as the ref then comes away to get Orthrus to break the hold. On the count of 4 Orthrus breaks away slapping Blade on the chest at the same time. Blade rubs his chests as he backs away from the corner with Orthrus laughing.

Blade smiles back and comes flying out unleashing a series of shots, as Orthrus hits a huge uppercut out of nowhere as Blade stumbles back into the corner. Orthrus flies in with a corner splash but Blade dashes away at the last second. As Orthrus makes his way away from the corner, Blade flies in and hits a clothesline on the big man. Orthrus gets back to his feet and walks straight into a Blade uppercut. Orthrus groggily falls on the ropes as Blade hits another clothesline sending the big man on the hard mat on the outside.

HA: This wasn’t written in the script!

HE: Blade is bringing it Orthrus! He has the big man in all sorts of trouble here!

*Crowd:6CW! 6CW! 6CW!

Orthrus rises to his feet as Blade comes flying in with a baseball slide but Orthrus moves away. Orthrus hits a thumb to the eye to a heated reception from the crowd. Orthrus then sends Blade flying into the steel steps head first. The ref gets to count of 4 as Orthrus makes his way over with Blade pulling himself back up. Orthrus military presses Blade in the air and drops him rib first on to the barricade, and then follows it up to a big boot to the side of the head.

Orthrus then rolls back into the ring as the ref get to count of 7. With the crowd urging Blade on, Blade pushes himself back up as the ref counts 9. The arena erupts into a chorus of cheers as Blade rolls himself back into the ring just before the count of 10, as Orthrus grits his teeth together. Blade is seen trying to push himself back up until Orthrus makes his way over, rapidly and aggressively stomps down on Blade, making sure he keep his opponent grounded.

HE: This really could be one fight to far for Blade, Orthrus is a completely different type of opponent than Brown.

HA: The key difference between Brown and Orthrus, is that Orthrus takes pleasure in seeing people suffer, and has no care about his own wellbeing.

Orthrus then drops down to the mat and shoves his hand around Blade neck as he tries to squeeze the air out of his opponent as the ref count to 5 telling Orthrus to break the hold. At the count of 4 Orthrus breaks the hold and stares straight into the referee eyes as the ref backs away. Orthrus then rises to his feet and backs the referee in the corner as he tells him “Are you stupid? I have the Golden contract bitch! You can’t do anything!” Orthrus then slaps the referee across the face

*Crowd: Oooooooooooo

HE: ROLL UP!!!!

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HA: No Orthrus kicks out!!!

HE: Blade almost had it there!

HA: Orthrus lost his focus for a second there and decide to argue with the referee, must wonder if the contract will hinder his chances…

Both men rise to their feet as Blade runs straight into Orthrus hands….

HE: CHOKESLAM!!!!

HA: Orthrus hooks the leg…


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HE: Blade gets the shoulder up!!!

HA: Orthrus once again imposing himself here!

Orthrus drags Blade to his feet but Blade catches Orthrus off-guard and hits a series of right and left. Blade giving every bit of energy he has left as he backs the big man. Blade then whips Orthrus across the ring. As Orthrus comes off the ropes.

HE: Sleeperhold locked in!!!

HA: Orthrus is scrambling here, and nowhere to go!

*Crowd: Blade! Blade! Blade!

HE: Blade got the hold locked in tightly, Orthrus surely must be done!

HA: Backsuplex!!!

HE: Great counter by Orthrus.

Orthrus then measures Blade up as Blades groggily gets back up. Orthrus hits a kicks to the gut.

HE: CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB!!!!!

HA: I think you mean Death From Above!!!

Orthrus then stares down Blade lifeless body as he makes his way over for the cover.

*The lights begin to flicker

HE: What on earth?

HA: It must be Edward Plague!!!!!

Orthrus is seen pacing back and forth staring around the ring.

Voices are heard muttering from the speakers.

VO: A Plague is coming……

VO: A Plague is coming ……

VO: For you……..

VO: Orthrus………..

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DING!!!! DING!!!! DING!!!!

MB: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!!!!!! BBBBBLLLLLLAAAAAADDDDEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

*The lights go back to normal

HE: WHAT A VICTORY!!!!

HA: I am speechless Henry!!!! I mean did Blade just beat Orthrus!?!

HE: He just picked up a huge victory and you know dam well that somewhere in the back Brown would have been watching.

Blade rolls out of the ring as the replay shows Orthrus turning around facing Blade body, as Blade rises up and locks in a small package on Orthrus to get the quick pin fall. Edward Plague is seen staring down at Orthrus from the rafters above the ring with his hood covering his face. Orthrus points back up to Plague shouting “This isn’t over”.

HE: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome back to Anarchy as it is MMMAAIIINNNNN EVENT Time!!!

HA: And what a main event it is! Garry Grant in action against the 6CW Resident, the man who has done it all here in 6CW GazzyD!

HE: What a match up this will be, Garry Grant has so far not really been tested and he has been thrown into the lion den tonight. We will see if he is truly as good he is

HA: What about Marty Helms at ringside, you must wonder if GazzyD will be able to focus on his opponent here tonight with the man he is facing at Retribution at ringside.

“Sirens” booms out across the arena as out comes Marty Helms to a loud heated reception from the crowd. Marty is spotted wearing blue jeans, and a white T-Shirt with cuff printed on it. Marty raises his T-Shirt for a second as a black mask is spotted hanging off his waist as he strolls down the ramp towards the announcers table.

HE: The man of the moment, the man who has been at the center of controversy in 6CW.

HA: More importantly the man who the world believe took out GazzyD!

Marty props on his headphones and sit next to Henry.

MH: Evening boys….

HA: Hey Marty! Pleasure to have you here.

HE: Why are you here?

MH: Can’t you tell, Henry or are you just that stupid? My opponent at Retribution as a match here tonight I would be stupid not to scout him…Spot his weaknesses…

“Airplane” Hits as the arena rises to their feet and give a huge ovation to 6CW very own GazzyD. Gazzy makes his way out wearing dark blue trunks with “History Maker” marked on the back in white as he looks down at the ring. Gazzy leaps from side to side as he then runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. Gazzy then jogs over to a corner of the ring and leaps on the turnbuckle and poses for the fans.

HE: There is no doubt in my mind that this man right here is a history maker, and will forever be guaranteed a place in history here.

HA: GazzyD while may not be a 6CW Original he has given so much to this company there is no doubting his commitment.

MH: A man that is over rated, a man who has conned you all, he will get what is coming to him at Retribution…

“Applause” appears on the screen as out comes Garry Grant, to no music to a loud heated reception from the crowd. Grant stares across the arena almost with disgust as he then makes his way down the ramp. Grant makes his way up the steel steps and enters the ring as the boo’s get louder. Grant is seen wearing a yellow suit jacket with his black trunks on as he stares straight into the camera.

Ding!! Ding!!! Ding!!!

MH: Come on Garry!

HE: Good to see your being neutral in this match.

MH: Hey just because I am here doesn’t mean I need to call it like you. I do what I want when I want…

HE: Like attacking GazzyD?

MH: Hey man, I may or may not be behind it, all I can say everyone is aiming for the same thing and that is to get to the top of the food chain. Difference between me and the rest is that I will do anything I can to get there, and with Masters by my side we are unstoppable.

Grant charges towards Gazzy as the two men begin to trade blows with one another. Grant swings various rights and lefts as Gazzy ducks, avoids then, and spins around behind Grant and hits a dropkick sending Grant against the ropes. Grant explodes of the ropes as Gazzy hits an arm drag. Grant gets back up and runs straight into another arm drag.

Grant get up a third time and runs towards Gazzy as Gazzy hits a low dropkick taking out Grant left knee. Grant crumbles down to one knee as Gazzy runs the ropes and hits a enziguri kick to the side of the head. Gazzy then drops down and goes for the cover.

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HE: Grant kicks out!

MH: Amateur move there, did he really think that would be enough to put a man like Grant away?

Gazzy then gets to his feet as he stares across to Helms. Helms rises up and grabs the mask in his hands and raises it in the air to a various boos from the crowd.

MH: Come on boy, come face me!!!!

Grant rises to his feet and spins Gazzy around and hits a forearm uppercut, and follows it up with quick forearm shots to the head backing Gazzy into the corner. Grant then hits 2 stinging chops across the chest.

MH: Haha that my man there! He got my back! Come on Grant!

HE: Grant really taking advantage of Helms distraction there, getting himself into the match after a rough start.

MH: Man I did nothing, he chose to look at me, no way I am backing down…..

Grant whips Gazzy into the opposite corner. Grant comes charging in with a corner splash but Gazzy raises his boot as Grant stumbles away. Gazzy then leaps to the top rope and as Grant turns back around he sends Grant flying across the ring with a top rope hurricaranna. Grant gets back to his feet as Gazzy connects with various quick kicks to the ribs. Grant tries to shove Gazzy away but Gazzy flies back in with a running dropkick.

Grant rises slowly to his feet as Gazzy hits a kick to the gut, and hits a snap suplex. Grant grasp his back in pain, as Gazzy hits an elbow drop on his man. Gazzy then gets back up and hits another elbow drop, as he then hooks the leg.


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HE: Grant kicks out again!

HA: So far Grant has struggled in this match, he has failed to find any sort of rhythm.

HE: Gazzy is using his pure emotion, and speed to stay on top of his opponent here, and you wonder if Helms is beginning to worry.

MH: Worry? Fool, I always have a plan to deal with any and every situation…Gazzy stands no chance against me. If you don’t believe just watch what I do to him, because I guarantee he won’t be walking out of his match!

Gazzy drags Grant to his feet and hits a stiff kick to the gut, followed by another kick across the face sending Grant crumbling against the ropes. Gazzy comes running over but Grant flips Gazzy in the air but lands on the apron. Grant turns around as Gazzy hits a right shot to the jaw as Grant groggily moves away. Gazzy measures Grant up and as he turns around Gazzy springboards off the top.

HE: Flying Forearm Shot!

HA: CODEBREAKER!!!!

MH: Man now that’s a counters!!

Crowd: That was Awesome! That was Awesome!

Grant pulls himself back up as Gazzy lays motionless on the mat. Grant makes his way over and picks Gazzy up.

HE: FULL NELSON SLAM!!!!

HA: That must do it!

MH: Grant hooks the leg!

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MH: YES! YES! YES! He did it!!!!! Get in Grant!

HE: Sit down you maniac!

HA: Yeah Gazzy’s leg got on the bottom rope the match still goes on!

MH: Say what??

The referee shows Grant the Gazzy’s leg was on the bottom rope as Grant smacks the mat in frustration. Grant drags Gazzy up and hits another right shot to the face and whips Gazzy across the ring, but Gazzy counters and delivers one of his own, and follows straight clotheslining Grant over the top rope but falling on the outside at the same time.

Helms rises from his seat to check on the two men as Gazzy and Grant push themselves back up to their feet. The two men struggle back to a vertical basis as the begin to trade blows. Grant then smashes Gazzy’s head on the announcers table. Gazzy then drives an elbow straight into Grant’s gut and throws Grant across the table sending him straight into Helms.

MH: What on…*Smack

HA: Hey come on Helms isn’t even the match!

HE: Gazzy’s not waiting to Retribution!

Gazzy is seen unleashing various shots on the grounded Helms as Grant crawls away as the ref gets to a count of 8. Gazzy then breaks away as Helms get to his feet. Grant rolls back into the ring as we get to a count of 9 as the arena erupts into a huge ovation.

HE: Don’t turn around Grant!

HA: SPEAR!!!!!!!

HE: He almost snapped Grant in 2!!!!

Crowd: Mighty! Mighty! Mighty!

HE: Helms and Gazzy are going at it as well all hell is breaking loose here!

Ding!!!! Ding!!!! Ding!!!!

MB: Ladies and Gentlemen the referee has called this match a no contest!!!! Both men have been DQ!

Nate is seen ground and pounding Grant as Gazzy drives Helms spine first against the barricade. Helms immediately responds by grabbing a fan’s soft drink and throwing it in Gazzy face as Gazzy stumbles away against the barricade. As he turns back around Helms flies in and hits a clothesline on Gazzy sending Gazzy over the barricade into the crowd. Nate lets Grant rise to his feet as Nate hits a quick session of shots he then lifts Grant up in the air.

HE: WAKE UP CALL!!!!!

HA: If ever Grant needed one it would be now!!!

HE: Pay back for the hell Grant has put him through!!

HA: Meanwhile Helms and Gazzy are still brawling through the crowd someone needs to separate them!

Nate stands tall above Grants corpse as Gazzy and Helms continue to brawl through the crowd with neither man backing down from the other as the show ends.