6CW Anarchy, 19/06/13

6CW Anarchy Wednesday 19^th June
 
The 6CW logo appears on the blank screen, as “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 pyrotechnics display goes off.
 
The camera then pans across the small Copper Box arena as we see just over 3,000 fans with 6CW banners out on display. We then go to ringside where Henry and Harold Lloyd are seen.
 
HA: Ladies and Gentleman – These weeks keep flying by so quickly – We are under a month away from the biggest PPV since the 6CW regeneration began and the excitement keeps on ramping up show after show after show
 
HE: Indeed Harold. It is Wednesday 19^th June and this is 6CW Anarchy. As always I am Henry Lloyd and I am joined by my brother Henry. What a show we had last week Harold!!!!!!!!
 
HA: Oh my god Henry, as a famous commentator once said it was an absolute slobberknocker of a show. As always the in ring entertainment was off the chain but nobody could have expected the ending
 
HE: Let’s recap right now
 
VIDEO FOOTAGE
 
HE: Ladies and Gentlemen once again what a show we have had for you tonight, great matches as always from the 6CW superstars and you can really feel the sense of anticipation building up towards Beachfront Brawl
 
HA: There has been a lot of chatter backstage tonight, a lot of speculation but the time for talking is nearly over
 
Porn Star Dancing booms out from the speakers, the crowd react in a mixed way as Mr. Jones walks through the curtain and heads towards the ring
 
HE: Mr Jones has remained fairly quiet this evening; he has been keeping his cards close to his chest following the fireworks of last week. But the world is watching now and everybody is asking the same question………….
 
Who is he going to pick????
 
Mr Jones is smiling as he climbs through the ropes and is handed a microphone, dressed in a grey suit, Mr Jones removes his glasses, rubbing his eyes, seemingly showing the signs of a man pushed to his very limits
 
HA: Mr Jones has a reputation for being a ruthless man, for not being afraid to make the hard decisions, well he has been here a little over five months and I would argue that this right here is possibly his biggest decision in the relatively short tender as 6CW General Manager
 
HE: Here we go Harold
 
MJ: Thank you ladies and gentleman for staying to listen to me tonight. I appreciate that it has been a long night and whilst it has been full of entertainment I do not want to keep you any longer than is necessary
 
As you must realise this is a situation that I did not want to be in. I have time and time again offered a hand to Dean Andrews, my colleagues and I have always shown that we wanted to work together rather than against him.
 
Dean Andrews forced our hand with his actions and whilst I am not willing to apologise for where we are now, I think it is important that you understand the context
 
This is not my doing
 
Mr Jones takes a deep breath
 
MJ: Never the less that does not mean that I am not prepared to put up a fight. Whilst this is not the ideal situation our position remains strong, we are not willing to walk away from 6CW. We have invested a lot in this company and we truly believe we have a lot more to do here.
 
You have seen first hand the influence we have had on things over the last few months. The move to tie up more superstars to permanent contracts. The level of stability now seen across the company is directly down to the position we now hold in the day to day running of the company. Our business knowledge has taken 6CW to another level. I am not bragging, it is a fact, with out us none of this would have happened.
 
Already our influence on the future of the company can be seen. The impending coronation of the new 6CW Heavyweight champion, the plans going into our next PPV Beachfront Brawl. All of this is directly because of our influence.
 
Just imagine this company without all of that, where would we be now?
Dean Andrews continuing petty squabbles with 6CW superstars, a lack of direction, and our rivals hovering over the heads of our talent waiting to swoop with big contracts. I am not here to blow our/my own trumpet but I am merely laying out the facts, presenting our case.
 
Mr Jones smiles
 
MJ: I apologise again for taking up all this time unnecessarily but as I said I really wanted to make you all aware of the corner we had been pushed into
 
HA: I can feel a but coming on
MJ: But
 
HA: Told you!!!!!!
 
MJ: That is not to say that I will not look to ensure that we go into Beachfront Brawl in the strongest possible position. I am not willing to walk away so I need to ensure that the odds are stacked in our favour
 
HE: What is he building to?
 
MJ: There has been a lot of speculation over who I would pick to represent us at the PPV. Who would be able to provide us with the best chance of winning, I have thought long and hard and too be honest the decision was actually easy
 
HA: Who is he talking about?
 
MJ: In fact all the odds were stacked in my favour by dear old Dean Andrews himself
 
HE: It can’t be surely not!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
 
 
 
 
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Hell blasts through the speakers and the arena erupts into boos as Orthrus slowly walks out onto the top of the ramp an evil smile on his face
 
HA: Oh my god, no I can’t believe it, what the hell is he thinking, how can he trust that monster!!!!!!!
 
 
HE: Jones has done a deal with the devil, what in the world will Andrews do next?????
 
Orthrus and Jones stand facing one another, a broad smile etched on Jones' face as Anarchy goes off air.

 
REAL TIME
 
HA: I still can’t believe it Henry. Mr Jones has picked Orthrus as his selection for quite possibly the biggest match in 6CW history
 
HE: He is putting faith in a man whose only goal is to cause as much pain on his opponents as possible
 
HA: But is that enough? – Mr Jones and Orthrus have certainly not seen eye to eye over the last few months and how much can he really be trusted?
 
HE: I don’t think Orthrus is doing this for what Mr Jones will get out of it. Orthrus is in this for his own selfish gain. He wants total domination. He doesn’t care who owns the company on paper, as far as he is concerned he is the one with all the power
 
HA: But what would it mean for 6CW to have Mr Jones and his group of sponsors in charge. How much do we really know about them?
 
HE: I know what you’re saying Harold but based purely on their results so far, I can’t see how it would be a bad thing. As Jones said, viewing figures are up; the shows are getting better and better. We are on the verge of crowning a new Heavyweight champion.
 
I’m not dismissing Andrews’s part in all this but, in terms of what’s best for 6CW; maybe Jones is the man for the job. He has a proven track record for making a success of any business he has entered. There may be whispers about how he does his business but from face value he seems a pretty straight up kind of a guy
 
Harold is shaking his head


HA: Why don’t you just nail your colours to your chest there brother dearest!!!!
 
HE: It’s not like that Harold. This is a business thing. I have no favourites, obviously Andrews is the man that made all this happen, and he is the man who brought us back. But you have to ask the question, how much further could he take this company?
 
And in all honesty who could he pick that would stand a chance against the 6ft 11, 345lb monster Orthrus
 
HA: There are plenty of men who would gladly stand up and be counted for Team Andrews. This is far from over and I for one wouldn’t underestimate Dean Andrews just yet.
 
Andrews knows this business inside out, he knows what it takes to succeed in this industry. I think there is plenty of life in this story; I wouldn’t be surprised if he has something big up his sleeve
 
HE: We shall see Harold; maybe the winner in all this will be 6CW. Two guys who only want what is best for the company fighting for the right to propel 6CW forward. Perhaps there is no down side to this. We have seen in the past, struggles for power where the life of the company is at threat. Groups of people hell bent on destroying the company beneath their feet but here we have two men who genuinely want what is best for 6CW
 
On the face of it, what could go wrong??????????

Alejandro Suarez is shown backstage, he's sat on a bench in his locker room. He is sat looking at a photo of his family, looking pensive. He looks at another one and laughs at it. The smile fades and he looks up to the ceiling, composing himself, before talking.
 
AS: When you move so far away from what you know... Who you know, it's easy to get caught up in the translation, the adjusting to a new lifestyle. The riches, the fame, the constant, never ending media attention. It's easy to get caught up in it all, to lose sight of why I came here in the first place.
 
I came here on the breast of a wave, I was the hyped up next big thing, the next big high flyer in the industry and yes, whilst my skills, my technique astounded and people's jaws dropped, the aura, the hype has faded recently. People are forgetting The Superstar and it's my fault... My own, stupid, arrogant fault! I expected.
 
And that, that's criminal. I expected that naturally, I'd just ascend to the top. And unfortunately it hasn't happened. With so many big characters, unique characters, who's going to want to care about Alejandro Suarez?
 
But, whilst I seem to be a stepping stone for others, it ends this week.
 
The Joker has arrived into 6CW and he'll think that he's going to get an easy, straight forward bout against, the out of form, down on his luck Alejandro Suarez. Well I'll tell you now, Joker. Expecting anything like that and it won't be the match you arrogantly expected. You'll be facing the warrior, the guy that's looked adversity in the face and prevailed to get here!
 
I've been in some dark places; I've seen some horrible things... Things I never wish to lay eyes on again! I moved over here for a better life and to do that, I NEED to be successful!
 
It starts tonight at Anarchy!
 
Dios me de fuerzas, it means 'God give me strength'. He gave me the strength to better myself and tonight, I give you all The Superstar!!!!!

The scene goes back stage when the crowd cheer as they see Christy James standing there with microphone in hand smiling into the camera then putting the microphone up to her lips.
 
CJ: Good evening everyone please welcome my very special guest at this time the newest member of the 6CW roster his name The Ronster.
 
The crowd cheers as the big man enters the screen Ronster smiles at the camera for the the reaction the crowd have given him.
 
CJ: Ronster.......
 
Ron: Please sorry for interrupting but my friends call me Ron and I consider you a friend so please do continue.
 
CJ: Er.... Ok sorry Ron (Christy seems a little Flustered) you Beat Dylan Wright to gain a contract and now your in the Ruler of the ring match with Marty Helms how do you feel about this.
 
Ron: Well Christy this is the best time of my life I mean only a few weeks ago I was a know body and now I'm a full time 6CW wrestler its just like when you take your first baby steps you feel great and its just like when you eat your first packet of beef Jerky it feels great speaking of which I have a bag right here you want some Christy?
 
Ron pulls out a packet of Beef Jerky from his coat pocket and offers some to Christy but she polity refuses but waving her hand at Ron.
 
Ron: Ah well it’s not for everyone........
 
Ron is stopped dead in his tracks when the crowd boos loudly as Marty Helms walks into camera shot and barges Christy out of the way and grabs the microphone out of her hand.
 
MH: Give me the microphone wench let a true wrestler tell these dumb ass fans who's gonna win the Ruler of the ring, That's right yours Truly Marty Helms.
 
Ron: Please that's no way to talk to a lady.
 
MH: Lady, Yeah right she's no more of a lady then the women in this crowd who all stand on street corners instead of getting a real job.
 
Crowd boos loudly.
 
Ron: really there is no need for that talk I can a sure you these women are the hardest working people I know whether they have a job or stay at home mums they work hard every day and just like me I worked hard to get this contract and I will work even harder to keep at and do the best I can and it starts with you Mr Helms I shall beat you and go into the next round of the Rule of the ring tournament and will do my best to win the whole thing.
 
Crowd cheers loudly.
 
MH: Please don't make me laugh you couldn't fight your way out of a paper bag just like that one your holding in your stupid fat hands the contents in that bag are filling your fat arse and your fat stomach and that is something that I will flatten with great pleasure you are no wrestler and I will prove it tonight.
 
Ron: I beg to differ young sir and I will prove you wrong and win the match, Just you wait and see.
 
MH: See you in the ring big boy.
 
Marty Helms then taps Ronster's stomach and goes out of camera shot as Christy and Ronster look on in disgust.

The camera pans around the ring as fans erupts into a loud cheer chanting “6C-Dub!”
 
HE: Welcome back to Anarchy! To the combat zone itself as up next we have our very first match of the night.
 
HA: Helms vs Ron!
 
HE: Man I am excited for this one.
 
HA: Ron has been shocking the world since day one, but tonight he faces a man who is more of a brawler rather than a technical wrestler.
 
HE: Helms style is very aggressive, and you must wonder how will Ron cope with this style tonight.

HA: Don’t forget as well is was only 1 week ago where Ron was surprisingly attacked by this new superstar.
 
HE: Seem’s like someone hasn’t taken to kindly to him again!
 
“Sirens” hits as a prison cell is shown on the titantron with a guards baton rolling across the bars and then a Voice is heard shouting Lights Out this brings the copper box into total darkness, when the lights come back on Marty Helms is seen at the top of the ramp in black combat pants and a t-shirt with Outlaw on the back with the O a closed handcuff and the W being spelt with an open handcuff and the rest of Outlaw spelt by the chain between the O & W. when Helms turns round the front of the shirt has Lights out on the front. As Helms makes his way to the ring the lights flicker on and off.
 
HE: This man has made a huge impact since coming to 6CW, and has formed a formidable partnership with Mike Masters.
 
HA: Hell he beat a former 6CW world champ in GazzyD! He certainly looks the part for the Ruler of the Ring match henry. Could we be looking at our first World Champ?

Marty is seen leaning back against the ropes in a relaxed pose as he awaits Ron. “Faith” hits as the arena comes to life. Ron jogs out to a huge ovation from the 6CW crowd. Ron waves to the fans in the arena as he then descends down the ramp tagging their hands. Ron runs up the steel steps and enters the ring as Helms is seen smiling at Ron he seems a little uneasy.
 
Ding!!! Ding!!! Ding!!!
 
Helms laugh as he points to Ron. Ron circles around Helms trying to pick his spot as Helms tells Ron “Take your best shot!!!”. Ron seems confused as Helms stretches his arms out to his side, once again insisting “Come on! One free clean shot!”. Ron slowly makes his way towards Helms as the crowd cheer him on. Ron then hits a hard right but Helms laughs it off as stares back at Ron saying “Is that it? Come one another you can do better!”. Ron wipes the beads of sweat away from his forehead. He then starts swinging his arm around, and catches Helms off guard with a thumb to the eye. Helms stumbles away grasping his eye as he shouts “You S.O.B!!!!”. Helms flies in with a clothesline but Ron ducks under and spins Helms around.

HE: Small package!!!!


 
1….
 
2….
 
HA: He’s going to get it!!!!
 
Thr..
 
HE: Helms gets the shoulder up!
 
Both men rise to their feet as Helms almost tears Ron’s head off with a lariat clothesline.

HE: Helm’s took Ron lightly there and it nearly cost him the match.
 
Ron is having trouble getting back up as Helms hits a hard stomp as Ron rolls over on to his back. Helms continues to rapidly stomp on his opponent as he then leaps in the air hitting an elbow drop to the side of the head. Helms then grabs Ron head shouting “Stupid Mistake!!!!”. Helms the mount on top of Ron and begins to ground and pound him as Ron tries to cover up.
 
*Crowd: Let’s go Ron!!! Let’s Go Ron!!!
 
Helms then breaks away to a loud chorus of boo’s as he waits for Ron to get back up to his feet. Ron pushes himself back up as Helms hits a right hook followed by an uppercut as Ron stumbles back against the rope. Helms then delivers an irish whip and as Ron comes off the ropes Helms raises Ron in the air and plants him with a devastating spinebuster. Helms then stares at the referee and shout “I am not done yet!!!!”

HE: Come on Helms put him to rest!
 
HA: This match was over before it even began! I mean this is a guy who is aiming to become the first 6CW world champ!
 
Helms pulls Ron to his feet and slaps him across the face, and again. Ron snaps as he throws various lefts and rights out of nowhere backing Helms against the ropes. Ron then runs the ropes, and as he comes off Helms explodes and hits a huge Spear almost snapping him in two. Ron clutches his ribs in pain as Helms smiles and drags his opponent back up. Helms then shouts “LIGHTS OUT!!!”
 
HE: Helms going to knock Ron out here!!!!
 
*MISSES!!!!
 
HA: Ron Ducks under!!!
 
*SMACK!!!!!

HE: WHAT A RUNNING BIG BOOT TO THE HEAD!!!!
 
Ron crumbles to the mat as Helms laughs out loud as he then raises his arms in the air to a chorus of boo’s from the crowd.
 
*Crowd: You Suck!!!! You Suck!!!! You Suck!!!!
 
Helms makes his way to turnbuckle as he begins to climb to the top rope. Helms then smacks his head and leaps off.
 
HE: DIVING HEADBUT FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!!

HA: Ron must surely be out!!!!!

Ron rolls around in pain as Helms gets back up to his feet smacking his elbow once more shouting “LIGHTS OUT!!!!!!!!!” Ron crawls over towards the ropes as Helms is seen measuring him up. Ron pulls himself back up to his feet and as he turns
 
HE: LIGHTS OUT!!!!!!!


*SMACK!!!!

HA: RRRROOOLLLLLLL UPPPPP!!!!!
 
1…..
 
2…
 
3!!!!!!


DING!!! DING!!!!! DING!!!!!!
 
MB: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!!!!!!
 




RON!!!!!!!!!!!!!


HE: OH MY GOD!!!!! WHAT AN UPSET!!!!!

HA: WHAT ON EARTH JUST HAPPEN!?!!!?!??!
 
“Faith” hits as the arena burst into a huge ovation as Ron quickly rolls out of the ring.
 
HE: RON!!! BEAT HELMS?
 
HA: Yes he did Henry!!! My god the ever present under dog had once again shocked the 6CW World like never before!!!!

Helms is seen in a complete state of shock arguing with the referee saying he kicked out as the ref ignores the call. Ron is seen clutching his chest and ribs in pain as he makes his way up the ramp.

We immediately go backstage where Ron is seen making his way through the back absolutely pumped and delighted having just picked up a victory over Marty Helms. 

??: Ron!!!! Ron!!!! Can I have a minute?!

Ron pauses and turns around as Christy emerges on screen in a yellow low cut dress. Ron is immediately distracted by Christy's chest. 

CJ: Eyes up here Ron!!!

Ron continues to stare anyway.

CJ: Ahem....Ron you just shocked the world pulling a huge victory over Helms how do you feel at this moment?

Ron pauses as he continues to stare at Christy's chest, only for her to slap him across the face. Ron gathers himself as he responds. 

R: Well Christy to be honest I am absolutely delighted by the fact.....

*SMACK!!!!

Ron falls down to one knee as he clutches his stomach as a super kick is seen hitting Ron in the gut rather than the head. As the camera turns around Deep Heat is seen getting back to his feet as he fell on the floor trying to super kick Ron. Ron gets back to his feet as hell as the two men begin to brawl in the corridor as Christy shrieks loudly. 

HE: All hell is breaking loose back there!!!

HA: My god! Security need to break this up!!!


Deep Heat then hits a kick to the gut and hits a suplex sending Ron crashing through the catering table only for Deep Heat to knock himself out as he his head hits the concrete floor aggressively. 

HE: Or maybe not.....


HA: Don't try this at home kids!!! That's why!!!

EMT's rush on to the scene checking on both men as neither of them are seen moving as Christy looks on in horror.

A black limousine is shown pulling into the underground car park at the Copper Box Arena, it slowly pulls to a halt and a suited driver steps out and opens the passenger door at the rear left hand side, slowly the door opens and amidst the flashbulbs Mr Jones steps onto the kerbside. Jones is dressed in a grey pinstripe suit, white shirt and grey tie.
 
Smiling he takes the time to sign a few autographs for the group of fans at the door
 
MJ: Are you not going to go and take your seats you don’t want to miss anything tonight
 
A small teen, no older than fifteen, steps forward he is wearing a mighty mighty Nate Nack t-shirt
 
Teen: We haven’t got tickets. We spent all our money on the train getting here from Croydon.
 
Jones frowns
 
MJ: We can’t be having that can we?
 
Jones turns to his driver
 
MJ: Bailey, can you make sure these lads are shown to my executive box.
 
The driver opens the arena door and ushers the kids in
 
MJ: I tell you what, take them to the merchandise stand first, and let them have what ever they want. It’s on me
 
All of the teens turn in unison
 
Teens: Thanks Mr Jones. Good luck for your match at Beachfront Brawl
 
Jones is smiling as Bailey takes the group of kids towards the ringside entrance. Tim Allen approaches as Mr Jones starts to walk towards the executive area
 
TA: Mr Jones can you spare a second?
 
MJ: Can we walk and talk. I’m sure you’ll appreciate how busy I am at the moment.
The weekly show format is really testing us all
 
TA: Of course boss, whatever you say
 
Jones scowls
 
MJ: Nobody likes a suck up Timothy. I am not a McMahon, I’m not asking you to kiss my derriere, you have nothing to prove to me. I am happy with how things are going here, that is why I want to play a part in the long term future
 
I want to build on the success not rip things apart; I have always said I want what is in the best interests of this business. That is all I have ever wanted, what is best for 6CW is good for me.
 
Look
 
Jones stops walking
 
If I thought that this place was better off in the hands of Dean Andrews then I would step aside, I really would but I don’t think Dean appreciates just how big a task running a company is. I know what it takes. I know the pressure it brings. I know the tough decisions you have to make.
 
In business you are told not to get emotionally attached but 6CW has got under my skin, it is a part of me now and I am not willing to walk away, I will do anything to make sure I walk away at Beachfront Brawl the winner. I have big plans for 6CW; I will not throw them away
 
TA: And is the doing anything all part of the reason for picking Orthrus as your representative
 
Jones sighs and appears pensive
 
MJ: I’ll admit it was not an easy decision, it was probably not the choice people were expecting but I think when you look at my options people will agree it was the most sensible choice
 
TA: You have the microphone, the people are listening. Make them understand.
 
Jones smiles
 
MJ: It all comes down to probability really Timothy. I needed to ensure that all the odds were tipped in my favour. As much as I like open competition I don’t like to leave things to chance
 
TA: But in a one on one match you can only have a limited amount of influence
 
MJ: That is true Timothy that is true, which is why I chose to take advantage of an existing situation caused by Dean Andrews………. The Golden briefcase
 
Dean Andrews’s big idea. His grand plan to promote this company to the masses.
 
I did warn you Dean. I warned you that it would come back to bite you.
 
Jones is smiling
 
MJ: I think the saying is hoisted by your own petard
 
Mr Jones starts to laugh as he walks out of shot

The scene returns to inside Dean Andrews’s office where Andrews is sorting out some paper work he signs his signature on some of the papers when all of a sudden the crowd boos loudly as Mike Masters walks into his office with out knocking, Andrews looks up at Masters in anger.
 
DA: Haven't you heard of knocking Masters, What the hell do you want can you not see I'm busy?
 
Masters just laughs and closes the door behind him and walks up to Andrews desk.
 
MM: Lighten up boss your knight in shining armour has just arrived.
 
Andrews looks at Masters in a puzzled way.
 
DA: What the hell are you babbling on about Masters can't you see I have a busy night ahead of me and plus I have to find the right man to represent me so please make this quick.
 
MM: That's why I am here, I am the perfect choice for you I am the best in the business the best in this company and all the lady's love me I will fight for you and then everybody will see just how great I am.
 
DA: You what, you must be joking I wouldn't have you representing me even if you were the last man on this planet.
 
MM: You know I'm the right man for the job, I could beat any man on this roster with my eyes shut I am the best this company has to offer you know it, they all know it (crowd Boos) And the chicks dig me for it so come on put your personal feelings aside for one minute, stop being so stubborn and make a decision that you know makes sense. It’s your only chance of winning
 
Andrews sigh's and puts his arms on his head then looks up at Masters.
 
DA: Listen up Masters you’re just not the guy for me you’re too far up your own ass to realize that what we need, what 6CW needs is a man who will die for this company.
 
Are you willing to die for this company Masters are you?
 
Will you put that body of yours on the line, are you ready to get the crap beaten out of you, to end up  in hospital , battered, bruised, eating through a straw because  you've been beaten so much that you can not barely lift your head. Are you willing to make that sacrifice Masters?
 
MM: Of course I can Andrews that is what I do every night in that very ring out there in the arena.
 
DA: No, No, No it’s not Masters all you do is wave to girls prance around a little a get your butt kicked every week and that is not the actions of a winner, that is not what I want to see form somebody who I need to save this company. I can not take that risk. I can not and will not take so please get the hell out of my office before I throw you out.
 
The crowd cheers loudly as they watch in the arena as Masters holds his arm up in self defence.
 
MM: Alright, Alright but you’re making a big mistake. Don’t come running to me when there is nobody willing to stand up for you. This was a one time offer, never to be repeated. Last chance
 
3….
 
2….
 
DA: One, now don’t let the door hit you on the ass on your way out!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Masters then turns and leaves the office then slams the door behind him as the camera pans round to Andrews who is shaking his head with his hand resting on his forehead.

Christy appears on screen smiling wearing a low cut green dress.
 
CJ: Hey Hey! Christy James here bringing you the latest scoops across the 6CW and none bigger that a special candid interview that was done earlier in the week with 6CW “History Maker’ GazzyD. Here is what he had to say.
 
*The Video begins

The scene opens in a dark room, where two tall wooden stools are seen propped up next to each other. GazzyD is seen wearing ripped blue jeans with his United Shirt as he sits with his legs crossed tapping on his right knee.
 
Christy appears in the frame and goes over to Gazzy.

C: Thanks Gazzy for giving me this time.

Christy props out her hand to shake Gazzy’s hand. Gazzy takes a quick glance over his shoulder as he then shakes Christy hand.
 
G: You did say this was a secure area right?
 
C: No worries, we have everything set up a per your request earlier in the day. 20 Security guards on standby with a various camera set up across the building.
 
Gazzy seems a little more relaxed as he sits back in the chair.
 
G: Good…..
 
C: Gazzy first off, I have to say it is a pleasure to have you here right now, I mean you are one of the men who helped put this company on the map…You have had countless highs, and well this, well this…
 
Gazzy looks down at Christy
 
G: What this must a be a low right?
 
C: Well I don’t mean to sound disrespectful Gazzy but you have had hardly returned to 6CW with the same panache, the same excitement. I mean you have barely won since you have been here…
 
Gazzy sniggers as he seems a bit snappy.
 
G: Christy lets get one thing straight. If you were to take a knife right now, and slit my wrist, cutting those veins open nicely, I wouldn’t bleed blood…I would bleed 3 letters…6…..C……W! This company means so much to me which is why when I got the call about the revival I didn’t hesitate once…I didn’t even need to think about it. I mean there is no doubt in my mind this is the number one company out there, and I want to be the man who makes sure everyone remembers that. I didn’t need to come back, but I did…I did it for the fans, I did fit for the company that gave me my break…Yet after I have given so much people now start to question my mind frame…As if the past 4 to 5 years meant nothing! Nothing Christy! Sure people may see this as me trying to squeeze a pay cheque out of the company, but those people who say don’t know sh!t about me…I haven’t lost any of my ability, and I certainly haven’t lost my desire….
 
C: But you must feel like something has changed…
 
G: I don’t like using the blame game Christy, but I have no doubt in my mind that things would have been vastly different had their not been outside interference.

C: But prior to the mask man you seem to have also struggled…
 
G: Injuries Christy….
 
C: You seem to be making a lot of excuses.
 
Gazzy snaps a little.
 
G: Cut this crap Christy…This is bullsh!t…I haven’t lost my ability! Just have to watch Ruler of the Ring match at Beachfront Brawl, I am going to do what nobody expects me to do…Regain MY world title, and show the world that the “The History Maker” always surpasses the odds.
 
C: Do you think you are capable of winning.

Gazzy responds with some hesitation…
 
G: Erm….Of Course! I am a former world champion, I have won countless titles in my time here….

C: Without meaning to sound rude Gazzy, it sounds like you are trying to convince yourself….

Gazzy rises out of his chair.
 
G: Convince myself? Convice myself Christy? Really? What I must do? In my opinion people have far too much time to be talking about me all the time. Saying I am a shadow of my former…I mean have they not seen the mask man appearing each and every single fricking week on Anarchy?
 
C: But some feel you would have dealt with that situation better in the past. Speaking of the mask man though, I was wondering were able to get a view as to who it may be behind it?
 
Gazzy looks down at the floor.
 
G: No……Doesn’t matter though….It is all just a matter of time….It is just a matter of time until I figure out who the hell is behind this….
 
C: Do you have any suspicions?

G: I have gone round blaming too many people. First Masters, then Helms, I have grown tired of this game I just want it over and done with…
 
C: You have seen yourself in various awkward position in the past but never in something like this before…How do you feel you have dealt with it?
 
G: I am going to quote batman right now….”The Night is Darkest Before the dawn, but I promise you the dawn is coming”. My life may have been turned inside out, I may have become paranoid, but you know what Christy this man has put me out of my misery…Is because he has other plans for me? Who knows…but one thing is for sure. I can feel this saga coming to end, and I can feel I am just some step closer to finding out who it is…Regardless as to what happens, I have shown grit, determination, and passion. No matter how much I have been tormented in the last couple of months it will bare comparisons to what I am goint to do to that Son of a Bltch once I find out who he is!
 
C: Would you have a message for him at this moment?

Gazzy smiles and raises his arm in next to his ear listening to his watch.

G: You hear that? Tic…Toc….This fun and games is coming to an end….You starting to become careless, and are making mistakes…I guarantee you one thing and one thing only….Come the moment that I find out who you are…What you have done to me the last 4 months will pale in comparisons compared to what I will do to you! You have made my life a living hell, and if you do what I believe what you will do…Then I will see you at Beachfront Brawl where I will expose you to the world. What a fitting return for 6CW to the O2 Arena, because come Beachfront Brawl, I am going to beat your sorry @ss across the whole dam arena, making you feel the pain I have felt the last 4 months. At Beachfront Brawl the “History Maker” Returns….
 
The scene fades away

 
Backstage once again in Dean Andrews’s office. Andrews is sat at his desk, in front of him is a number of photographs of 6CW superstars. Andrews is carefully sifting them into two piles. He lifts a picture of Mike Masters and without hesitation he places it in the left hand pile
 
DA: Not a chance. I wouldn’t trust him with my dear old grandmother
 
There is a knock at the door
 
DA: Come in
 
Slowly the door opens and Nate Nack’s girlfriend Emma enters the room
E: I’m not interrupting anything, am I Dean?
 
Andrews smiles
DA: I would stop the end of the world for you Emma
 
Emma laughs nervously as she approaches the desk
DA: Please sit, you look tired. Sorry, that didn’t sound right. You look troubled, take a weight off. What can I do for you?
 
Emma sighs
E: I’m worried about what we talked about last week
 
DA: Have you changed your mind
Emma responds quickly
 
E: No, that’s not it. I’m…………..I’m worried that maybe you have????
 
Andrews looks perplexed
E: I’ve heard a lot of stories about business meetings this week. I’ve seen a lot of people visiting this office tonight. I saw Masters earlier
 
Andrews scoffs
DA: You don’t have to worry about that idiot. I’m surprised he could even get his head through the door in the first place. Talk about inflated egos. The kid could be good if he stopped worrying so much about how he looked. Maybe in a few years he will be at the top but in his head he’s already there
 
Trust me Masters is not an option
 
E: But you haven’t made your mind up yet. Even after everything I said last week, everything you and I have …………..
 
DA: Look Emma. I know how much this means to you. I get it, I do. But this is my life. This is everything to me. I need to be 100% sure I am making the right decision. This can’t go wrong. I’ve got too much riding on it
 
E: Do you not think Nate can get the job done, is that it? – I know he has had somewhat of a bad spell ever since losing to Orthrus in the golden briefcase match at Absolution but that was his first ever loss. Surely you can appreciate that it had an effect on him. But you’ve seen him now, he’s never been hungrier………… He’s ready for this, he can do this, we can do this for you
 
Please you have to give us this chance, you know what it means to me……….us
 
Andrews shakes his head
DA: Emma. I need to be sure
 
E: Well use tonight as a trial. Nate is scheduled to fight Orthrus; you can judge him tonight against the very man your pick would have to face at Beachfront Brawl. What more could you want???
 
DA: That seems to make sense
 
E: So you agree if Nate wins tonight then you will pick him as your representative at the PPV. We have a deal
 
Andrews starts to smile as the scene fades to black

The camera goes the announcers table as Henry and Harold appear on screen to loud cheers from the crowd.
 
HE: Well ladies and gentlemen welcome back to Anarchy as up next 6CW is going “Old School!”
 
HA: We are about to see a match we have not seen in years Henry!!! GazzyD vs Daniel Reilly!! Two men who know each other so well going at it live on Anarchy it what will surely be a classic match.
 
HE: GazzyD and Reilly have been in and around this company for various years, and will both know that getting a win in this match could really help build some momentum towards the Ruler of the Ring match.

HA: Either way, this is going to be a fantastic match for the neutral!
 
“Airplane” Hits as the fans come to life and rise to their feet giving a thunderous ovation to the 6CW resident GazzyD! His name appears across the big screen, as a fountain like white pyrotechnics goes off at the front of the stage of the stage. Gazzy slowly his make way through the sparks wearing Red Trunks with the United logo on the back. Gazzy dashes down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring. 
 
HE: This man has been through one hell of a journey since his return but tonight we heard a powerful statement from the man who helped put 6CW on the map.
 
HA: A resounding statement. GazzyD is out here to try and proves the doubters wrong!
 
HE: More like himself Harold,  I mean you can tell this man has so much doubt in his own ability at the moment. He needs to remember what he is capable of, and ignore his win/loss ratio.
 
The mood across the arena quickly changes as the crowd suddenly start to boo loudly when “Big Things Poppin” rages out of the arena speakers and pyrotechnics blast of into the rafters and Daniel Reilly comes out with both arms in the air ignoring the fans trash talking him as he walks down the ramp still with one arm in the air he climbs through the ropes.
 
HE: Daniel Reilly shocked the world at Retribution in a match that many thought he would lose. Reilly beat the odds and made sure Anonymous was taken out once and for all.
 
HA: We haven’t seen or heard from him since.

HE: Well one thing for sure Reilly will have his eyes set on the gold tonight. A man who has been to the top before, and knows how to get there.
 
HA: It’s amazing Henry, these are men are almost in opposing situations as Reilly has been on somewhat of a roll as of late, as GazzyD has been struggling to find any type of form. But will that count for much here tonight?
 
Ding!!! DING!!! DING!!!!

HE: HERE WE GO!!!!


The match gets underway as the two men circle around each other with caution. They lock up as Reilly immediately goes for a side headlock. Gazzy quickly backs Reilly up against the ropes and shoves him away. As Reilly comes off the ropes Gazzy leap frogs over only for Reilly to counter with an atomic drop. Gazzy responds though with a stiff kick, but Reilly catches the foot and swats it away.

*SMACK!!!!

HE: What a Dragon whip!!!!

HA: Reilly didn’t see that one coming! Shows just how well these men know each other continuous counters, and have to find new ways to counter their opponent!
 
Reilly grasps his head as he falls back against the ropes. Gazzy dashes over and hits a quick series of forearm shots and then whips Reilly across the ring, but Reilly counters and delivers one of his own. As Gazzy bounces off the ropes, Reilly hits a drop toe hold, Gazzy tries to get back up to his feet, but Reilly quickly runs the ropes and hits a low drop kick to the side of the head. Gazzy kips back up to his feet only to be met by a stiff European uppercut as he stumbles back into the corner.
 
Reilly then runs in and hits a clothesline in the corner. He then whips Gazzy across into the opposite corner. Reilly comes charging in but Gazzy raises his boot as Reilly eats leather. Reilly stumbles out of the corner as Gazzy leaps on to the top rope. As Reilly turns around Gazzy jumps off with a flying dropkick!
 
HE: ANKLE LOCK!!!!!

HA: What a counter by Reilly!!!!
 
HE: He saw it coming!!
 

Gazzy is seen screaming in pain as Reilly tries to snap Gazzy’s ankle in two as he continues to apply more and more pressure. Gazzy rolls through, and gets back to his feet. Reilly turns around as Gazzy flies in with a low drop kick as Reilly falls to one knee. Gazzy then runs the ropes and hits an enziguri to the side of the head. Gazzy goes for a quick cover.
 
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HE: Reilly kicks out!!!     
 
Gazzy drags Reilly back to his feet
 

HE: RKO!!!!!!!!

HA: OUT OF NOWHERE!!!!!
 
Reilly hooks the leg!!!!!!
 
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HE: NO!!!! GAZZY GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
 
HA: OH MY!!!!!

Reilly smacks the mat in frustration, as he questions the referee once more. Reilly gets to his feet as Gazzy tries to get himself together and get to his feet. Gazzy slowly gets back up and as he turns around Reilly hits another European uppercut as Gazzy falls against the ropes. Reilly then whips Gazzy across the ring, and as Gazzy comes off the ropes, Reilly hits a snap powerslam.
 
Reilly then pounds the mat and as he measures Gazzy up for another RKO. Gazzy slowly crawls back to his feet using the ropes to pull himself back up. Reilly then spins Gazzy around….
 
HE: RKO!!!!!!!


HA: NO!!! Gazzy shoves Reilly away!!!!
 
Reilly then turns around but is met by a kick to the gut and is planted head first into the mat with a DDT.
 
HE: Great counter by Gazzy! This is the best we have seen of him for a while.

HA: His head has really been in this match, I guess knowing what he did to the mask man last week has given him some sort of confidence.

HE: The two men are down though as the ref begins his count to 10!
 
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5…..Gazzy is seen slowly pushing himself up to one knee as Reilly struggles over in the corner.
 
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7….Gazzy gets back up to his feet as Reilly does as well in the corner.
 
Gazzy comes charging in with a flying forearm shot in the corner. Gazzy then whips Reilly into the opposite corner, but Reilly counters and delivers an irish whip of his own as Gazzy crashes against the turnbuckle. Reilly runs in with a running knee shot to the head. He then props Gazzy on to the top rope as he climbs on to the second rope.
 
Reilly hits various shots to the ribs as he then goes for a super plex but Gazzy holds on to the top rope. Gazzy then throws various rights and lefts as Reilly loses his balances and lands awkwardly on the mat. Gazzy then slowly rises to his feet on the top rope…
 
*TSSHHH!!!!!

*TSHHHH

HE: where is that stactic sound coming through?
 
A distorted deep voice is heard.
 
??: Hey!! Hey Gazzy….
 
Gazzy looks around and then see’s the masked man on the titantron.
 
MM: Well done for you little speech tonight…but really who are you trying to fool? I mean I can tell just by looking at you, your not the same man that you were…Your broken….Why? Because I broke you!!!!!
 
Gazzy looks on in anger.
 
MM: Now, now…You brought this all on yourself…Hey you need to understand a man patience can only hold out for so long…and well my patience ran out about 2 months ago…I waited and waited for you to do the right thing but each and every week that went by you, you simply ignored the fact…You ignored what happened to you when 6CW closed over 1 year ago…You ignored and lied to these about our little secret…

Gazzy is heard shouting “What secret?!”
 
MM: But so be it…because Gazzy your time is running out…I am not done with you yet…and well let’s just say in the near future everything will soon make sense…Because Gazzy come July, you will find out exactly who I am!!!!!!!

HE: Could he mean Beachfront Brawl?!
 
HA: Who knows! But Gazzy needs to focus on his match!
 

Reilly is seen getting back up to his feet as the masked man disappears from the titantron. Gazzy leaps off with a crossbody.
 

HE: ANOTHER RKO!!!!!!

HA:GAZZY HAS BEEN PUT TO SLEEP!!!


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


MB: Here is your winner!!!! DANIEL REILLY!!!!!!

“Big things popping” Hits as the arena goes insane, as Reilly rolls out of the ring and crumbles on to the mat on the outside.
 
HE: What a win for Daniel Reilly!!!
 
HA: He has taken one huge step forward, and is getting ever closer to become 6CW World Champion!

HE: But what we will remember from tonight, Harold is that the Masked Man has put Gazzy on notice, and plans to reveal his identity, and Gazzy’s secret come July! But when?!
 
 
 

The camera pans across the Copper Box arena as signs with “Brown fears Blade” are seen as “Gangsta Rap” echoes across the arena as the mood changes. Demarcus Brown slowly makes his way out to a loud heated reception from the crowd. Brown is dressed in black jeans, a white hoody, and a pair of brown Timberland shoes.
 
HE: Here comes the man of the hour.

HA: A man who has simply gone to war with Blade.
 
HE: It has been a brawl not for the faint hearted but as it stand the two men have a win over each other.

HA: Blade won at Absolution, Brown won at Retribution.
 
HE: But will there be a trilogy?
 
HA: Would Brown even want one?

HE: Who knows but one thing for sure, Blade has stood toe to toe with Brown and shown he take whatever Brown has to offer.

HA: And he can hit back!
 
HE:  Well rumor all week is that Brown has been unhappy with the way management has been treating him.
 
Brown swags down the ramp, as a pair of shades cover his eyes. Brown makes his way up the steps and enters the ring as he makes his way over to the edge of the ring asking for a mic.
 
DB: Hold it….Hold it right there….Let me be the first to say that what happened last week was a plain, and simple screw job man……I mean that was complete and absolute bullsh!t…I mean yo, last time I checked I was the hottest commodity in this company…..Last time I checked I am the man who is bringing the ratings…..I mean management should be kissing my black @ss…But instead those boys up stairs decide to throw this…this nobody into the mix….A punk @ss boy who think he can handle DeMarcus Brown!
 
The boy is way out of his league man, and somebody needs to tell him to wake the f*ck up! Because all that will happen if he continues to play with this fire, is that he is going to get burnt…And burnt in a bad way! But screw that I just want to know who was responsible for making Blade the special guest referee last week….I mean come on! The cards were already stacked against me in that match before the bell had already rung! I knew that punk @ss was going to try and make a cheap move and dam I was right…..
 
HE: Brown clearly feels that Blade shouldn’t have even been close to that match.
 
HA: Hey only one man can handle Brown in that ring, and he is Blade.
 
DB: I mean people….How was that fair? How was it fair that a man I beat the holy hell out of at Retribution…A man who I barely left standing…A man I humiliated should even be in the same ring as me? Hein? Please could someone explain that to me because I don’t get it. I mean that match was so predictable….I knew Blade would want some sort of revenge for what happened at Retribution….But all I did was teach a man that he doesn’t know what it means to be in a fight…he doesn’t know what the hood teaches someone and what it draws out of someone……I have been there……I know what it is like which is why the “White Hoods” are always around me to remind me exactly where I came from….I never asked them to get involved in any match I have had….But what Blade fails to realize is that when you face one of us…You face…
 
??: Hey!

HE: What on earth?

HA: Whose that?

Brown looks around in confusion.
 
??: Hey over hear Brown!
 
Brown turns and faces the titantron as Blade is seen in an out door location somewhere. Blade is seen with a metal baseball bat in hand, and is wearing a white T-shirt, and blue jeans.
 
DB: The hell do you want?! You coming back for more are you?!
 
Blade sniggers.
 
B: Not this time Brown…I hear to thank you…..
 
Brown begins to smile.
 
B: Yeah you should smile! I need to thank you personally, because you see your right…I don’t know what it is like to be in a fight…Hell I am a punk @ss, a wana be…Which is why I decide to do a bit of well….primary research…Don’t let my appearance fool you Brown, I am always looking to try and learn a new skill and improve myself…And I thought what better way to learn how to fight than right here….in SAN JOSE CALIFORNIA!!!!
 
HE: WHAT!?
 
Brown looks like a bombshell just hit me.
 
DB: The Hell!!!! You crazy!? Tell me your joking!
 
Blade laughs.
 
B: Hey! Hey! You told me I didn’t know how to fight so what better way than hanging around what people call “White Hood Corner”.


DB: You better back away Blade! My boys are going to beat your @ss down and send you crying back to your mama!
 
B: Hey I always enjoyed a challenge Brown you should know that by now…O wait hold on a second what do we have hear?
 
Blade spots a member of the white hood gang walking down the street.
 
B: So I need to learn how to fight right?
 
Blade ditches his baseball to the floor and makes his way over behind the man, as Brown paces back and forth in the ring.
 
DB: Get the hell out of  Dwight!!!!!!


Blade charges from behind and clothesline the man to the floor. Blade then rapidly kicks the man in the gut keeping him grounded. Blade then mounts on top the man and rapidly unleashes a series of rights and lefts to the head, as he then finishes off with nasty headbut to head.

B: Can I fight now?
 
Blade then grabs the man’s face and shoves it against the camera.
 
B: Say Hi to Brown!
 
DB: GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM!!!!
 
D: God…help!!!!
 
Blade then drags the man to his feet and drives him through a steel barrier as he lays on the floor barely moving. Blade then makes his way over to him and shoves is foot on the man throat.
 
B: What about now Brown? Hein!? CAN I FIGHT!!!!!!!! AM I MAN ENOUGH!!!!!! YOU SEE YOU DID ONE FATAL MISTAKE AT RETRIBUTION BROWN!!! YOU LEFT THIS BELTON BOY STANDING!!!!!!!!! AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I AM NOT DONE WITH YOU YET….THIS ISN’T OVER!!!

DB: Get your foot off his throat man!!!


Blade then smiles.
 
B: You know what Brown, you gimme me what I want, and I give you what you want….Because I could do this all day…hell I am happy to going to pay a visit to the old man at the top, and but White Hood out once and for all!
 
DB: Woo! Take it easy! Take it easy! What do you want?

B: You see it is a beautiful day here in California, and I thought what better way to celebrate the summer than Beachfront Brawl…

DB: What about it?
 
B: I say DeMarcus Brown should go one on one with Blade one more time. Hell I have pinned you 1…..2…..3! And you beat me at Retribution, but this war won’t end until one man beats the other man so bad is barely able to move…So I say at Beachfront Brawl we have Blade vs Brown inside a STEEL CAGE!!!!!!

*The arena erupts into a massive cheer.
 
HE: OOOOHHH MY !!!! What an idea!!!
 
B: I am tired of your gang boys getting involved in our matches. So once and for all I say it just you and I, shut inside a 16 foot high steel structure. Where the two of us can as you say……FIGHT!!!!!
 
DB: You know what Blade? YOUR ON!!!!
 
The arena erupts even louder.
 
HE: My god the final encounter has been set!
 
HA: Blade vs Brown inside a Steel Cage!!!!

B: I knew you would see it my way….
 
Blade removes his foot off the Dwight throat as he walks away.
 
B: SEE YOU IN HELL BROWN!!!!!
 
Blade smacks the camera man as the camera falls to the ground Blade is seen beating up the camera man as the film continues to roll. Brown is seen looking a little concerned in the middle of the ring.
 
HE: Seem like Brown has brought out a side of Blade we never thought existed!
 
HA: Blade is ready to go to war, but how will Brown cope with this new side to Blade??!!!

 
HA: Here we go everyone match three of the night and its a special one as the loser of this match go in at number one in the Ruler of the ring contest and you don't want to come out first in that competition do you Henry.
 
HE: Hell No!, This one is gonna be a close call we’ve got the man who thinks he’s better than anyone else and that is Mike Masters then we have the refined Englishman in Jack Hurst both technically gifted but with Masters been the bigger man muscle wise I'm gonna go for him Harold.
 
HA: Well if your going for Masters I am going for Hurst, he’s bigger and taller then Masters and in my mind the better wrestler and without further ado here comes the first man in this contest.
 
The crowd soon boos loudly as Champion by Chris Brown and Chipmunk hits 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. After this, he arrogantly walks towards the ring taunting fans on the way Masters then slowly walks up the steel steps and climbs into the ring via the ropes and stands in the centre of the ring waiting for his opponent.
 
HA: The crowd making there feeling known on Masters here tonight.
 
HE: Can't think why Henry he’s got a very impressive physique.
 
HA: Taken a shine to Mr Masters have we Henry, I always thought there was some thing funny about you – All those long walks on Hampstead Heath?
 
HE: Very funny Harold, there is nothing wrong with appreciating the dedication it takes to look that good
 
 
The boos soon turn into Cheers when Prince Charming by Adam and the Ants Jack Hurst Walks out, bows to the left side of the arena, bows to the right, walks out to the ring before giving a female audience member his scarf and a little tyke in the crowd his cap. Hurst enters the ring, checks himself out in his handheld mirror before going to two corners and bowing on the second turnbuckle.
 
HA: This guy just looks like class, he knows how to wrestle and he just has this kind of aura about him.
 
HE: Now I'm questioning your sexuality brother.
 
HA: Don’t be so childish Henry. Let’s get on with the match
 
The referee checks the two men and then gives the signal to start the match.
 
Ding, Ding, Ding.
 
The two men go for the lock up Masters been the stronger man pushes Hurst back and then Flex his muscles at Hurst, Hurst then encourages for Masters to go for the lock up once more but this time Masters kicks Hurst in the stomach hits a DDT and then drops the elbow to the back of the head rolls Hurst over and goes for the pin.
 
 
 
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HA: Only a two count there for Master but he did do a cheap shot kick to the stomach of Hurst.
 
HE: No cheap shot there Harold its all legal just that Hurst was not expecting it.
 
The crowd boos loudly as Masters gets to his feet flexing his muscles Hurst is on his hands and knee's Masters runs at Hurts and kicks him in the Stomach picks Hurst up Irish whips him to the corner of the ring.
 
HA: In coming!
 
HE: Running forearm.
 
HA: And Disaster Kick!
 
The crowd boos loudly and start the you suck chant as Hurst hits the turn buckles and Masters follows up with a Running Forearm and then hits the Disaster kick and then goes for the cover.
 
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HA: Close call, but not quite good enough for Masters.
 
HE: Just a matter of time brother.
 
HA: Oh my, what a counter!
 
The crowd cheers as Hurst gets the shoulder up Masters slams the mat in frustration Masters picks up Hurst Irish whips him to the ropes goes for the clothesline Hurst bounces of duck it hits the other ropes and hits swinging neck breaker as the crowd cheers loudly.
 
HA: Nice move there from Hurst could this be the moment he needs to get back in the match?
 
HE: Nope, Not for long Harold.
 
Hurst gets to his feet as the crowd are cheering him on he Irish whips Masters to the corner of the ring but Masters hits the Whisper in the wind then Irish whips Hurst to the ropes and Hurst is the met with a sidewalk slam Masters goes for the cover.
 
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HA: Again Hurst kicks out.
 
HER: Not be long now for Masters to get the win.
 
The crowd cheers as Hurst get the shoulder up Master gets to his feet and drops the elbow to the stomach of Hurst and again and again Masters stands there looking down on Hurst drops the elbow once more and then goes to the top rope.
 
HE: Masters about to go high risk.
 
HA: Masters about to miss.
 
The crowd boos loudly as Masters climbs the top turn buckle puts both arms in the and then lets fly with a 450 Splash the crowd cheers as Hurst rolls out of the way and Masters hits the mat face first both men laid out in the ring but Hurst gets to his feet first he grabs hold of Master Irish whips him to the ropes and then running side knee to the stomach of Masters turning him inside out.
 
HA: Hurst's time to get going in this match up.
 
HE: Moonsault!
 
The crowd cheers loudly as Hurst runs the ropes and hits a flying Moonsault from the second rope and goes for the pin.
 
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HA: Great counter from Hurst I thought he had him there Henry.
 
HE: Me too Harold Masters going for the 450 splash and missed then Hurst doing the Moonsault.
 
HA: And the Enziguri!
 
The crowd boos as Masters kicks out then Hurst stands to his feet and waits for Masters to get to his feet Hurst then hits tan Enziguri to Masters but the kick sends Masters rolling under the bottom rope and to the outside of the ring.
 
HE: Top rope Suicide dive!
 
HA: And connects.
 
The crowd goes crazy as Hurst then urges for Masters to get to his feet then runs the ropes and then does a suicide dive over the top rope landing on top of Masters and landing his feet and high fiving a fan and screaming at the top of his voice.
 
HA: Hurst is back in the game, great move.
 
HE: He doesn't want Masters out there though Harold. Hurst needs to get him back in the ring.
 
The crowd begin a this is awesome chant as Hurst then picks up Masters and rams his back into the ring apron then the barricade and then rolls him under the bottom rope and rolls in after him and goes for the cover.
 
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HE: How in the world did Masters kick out of that move?
 
HA: I have no idea Henry?
 
HE: Side walk...
 
The fans in the arena are booing like mad as Masters kicks out then Hurst Irish whips Masters to the rope Masters ducks the on coming clothesline then hits the Side walk slam on Hurst and goes for the cover.
 
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HA: My god great move from Masters.
 
HE: Just when you thought he was out of it Masters comes back wit a huge hit.
 
HA: Disaster Kick.
 
HE: Charm offensive.
 
The crowd cheers loudly as Hurst kicks out Masters then urges for Hurst to get to his feet Master runs up to the corner of the ring jumps of the turn buckle and then hits the Disaster Kick Hurst Ducks and hits the Charm Offensive (laying the smackdown), but on the last shot he pauses and pretends the palm of his right hand is a mirror,  he checks himself out before punching nonchalantly with his left hand send the crowd wild as Masters crashes to the ground.
 
HA: Where in the world is Hurst getting this energy from?
 
HE: Second wind if you ask me Harold.
 
Hurst urges for Masters to get to his feet grabs Masters and then hits a belly to back suplex which ends in a pin.
 
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Crowd: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
HA: The crowd thought Hurst had Masters and so did I.
 
HE: No but he didn't did he?
 
HA: Holy crap, out of nowhere!
 
The crowd boo as Masters kicks out Hurst urges for Masters to get to his feet and is about to hit a hard right hand Masters blocks grab the legs of Hurt trips him over and goes for Boston Crab (Submission move) in the centre of the ring.
 
HE: Come on Hurst you must tap?
 
HA: Hurst must be in so much pain look how bent his back is, that's not supposed to do that.
 
Hurst is screaming out in pain as the referee asks if he wants to quit Hurst shouts "NO" Masters pulls his legs tighter Hurts yells out as Masters shouts out, “You’re not good enough” Hurst with the encouragement of the crowd starts to crawl to the ropes inch by inch.
 
HA: He's gonna do it, Get to the ropes Hurst.
 
HE: Damn it he has.
 
The crowd cheers as Hurst gets to the ropes the referee has to pull Masters off Hurst and Hurst rolls to the corner of the ring and sits up in pain Masters then runs at Hurst and kicks him in the face and then goes for the pin.
 
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HA: Wait no, look the foot was on the ropes.
 
HE: But the bell has sounded Harold.
 
The referee sees the foot of Hurst is on the ropes and the replay shows he got his foot before the count of three.
 
HA: Great move by the ref he saw the foot on the ropes realized his mistake and restarted the match.
 
HE: Bad officiating in the first place no wonder Masters thought he had won, he’s going crazywith the referee.
 
HA: Inside cradle!
 
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HA: So close from Hurst.
 
HE: Cheep shot from Hurst.
 
HA: Washboard Stomach!
 
The crowd boos as Masters kicks out then Hurst hits the Washboard Stomach - onto the shoulders like a GTS, he throws him up in the air then volleys him in the stomach on the way down as the crowd cheers and goes for the cover.
 
 
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HA: He’s got him, he’s got him!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Prince Charming by Adam and the Ants hit and the ref holds the arm of Hurst high in the air as Hurst starts to smile looking down at Masters who's out cold Hurst then leaves the ring and tags the fans as he goes up the ramp and into the back Masters is just coming round and is on his hands and knees and start to scream as he realizes he’s number one in the Ruler of the ring competition.
 
HA: Hard fought match up tonight both men pulling out all the stops and Masters is left fuming in the centre of the ring.
 
HE: There needs to be an inquest about tonight's officiating for tonight's match. Foot on the rope my ass.
 
HA: You’re just peed off because my guy won and yours didn't.
 
HE: I’ll get over it Harold, but look at Masters, his hopes of becoming 6CW champion at Beachfront Brawl have almost disappeared tonight. He’s close to tears
 
HA: What a baby – Suck it up Masters – Let’s see just how good you are now when you have to enter the ring first!!!!!!!!!!!

Hurst is seen making his way through the back, and down a corridor as he clenches his fist, delighted with his victory.
 
??: Woo, woo hold on a second there Hurst.
 
Hurst pauses as he turns around the crowd give a good pop as Dean Andrews appears on screen.
 
DA: You know Hurst, it has come to my attention that this match right here tonight was made by Jones without him even consulting me about it…
 
Hurst looks on nervously.
 
DA: Now, now…I am not going to change the stipulation, ask for a rematch or anything…You got me all wrong Hurst…
 
JH: Well what would like from me old bean?


Andrews mutters to the side “Old bean??”

DA: *Ahem well quite franckly I am here to tell you that dam it you deserve something for your win tonight! Jones throws his ideas around without giving a cr@p what I think so here is my idea…At the Ruler of the Ring match…YOUR NUMBER 25!!!!

JH: WHAT?!

DA: Haha Let’s see Jones try something stupid like that again!!!
 
Hurst leaps in the year.
 
JH: Thank you! Thank you!!!
 
DA: You earned Hurst…You Earned it!
 
Hurst rushes down the corridor as Andrews look on smiling.

A camera in the backstage area comes to life, aiming its lens at nothing but a blank wall. Hysterical laughter can be heard somewhere away from camera. The camera begins to shake as it is picked up. A white gloved hand reaches down and lifts the camera, pointing the camera at its owner.

In front of the camera sits The Joker his face is covered in white makeup, with red paint smeared across his lips, almost into a smile, whilst his long hair shows traces of green dye. He is wearing a tatty purple suit, yellow shirt and green bow tie. From his top pocket he pulls out a handkerchief and pats his brow
 
J: Mmmmm good evening my brothers and sisters, and what a fine evening we have tonight, don’t you think…………… so much nicer than the evenings I remember as a child………..HeHeHeHe
 
Have I ever told you about the stories of me as a child? A wide eyed boy who only ever wanted the recognition of his mummy and daddy………… a boy who saw this big world and only wanted to be a part of the fun, only wanted to play
 
But nobody wanted to play…………….. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm
 
People didn’t understand, the complexities of the games I wanted to play, my parents didn’t understand what made me tick…………….HaHAHaHAHa
 
They looked at me with worry, with terror. They were scared of me. They feared the animal that sits inside of me. The passenger that walks in my shoes………………
 
They couldn’t believe that such horror could come out of such a fragile mind!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
That so much hatred, so much evil could be in their little angel……………HAHEHAHe mmmmmmmmmmm
 
They couldn’t understand why I took that knife, why I had to do what I did. It was not because I wanted to; it is not because I enjoyed it
 
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
 
No that’s a lie…………..I did enjoy it, but that’s not why I did it HAHEHAHAHE………
 
It’s because I could, it’s the power that it gave me, to see the fear in their eyes…………..mmmmmmmmmm
 
Alejandroooooooooooooo Suarez I see the same fear in your eyes. I see that you are scared of little old me
 
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
 
Who’s afraid of a little old clown???
 
MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm
 
The Joker moves the camera away from his face, he is smiling but he has sadness in his eyes
 
I just want to play………………..
 
Will you play with me?????????
 
HAheHEHAHe…………………………
 
Booooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
 
See you real soon……………………mmmmmmmmmmmmm
 
The Joker starts to rock back and forth before dropping the camera to the floor, once again the sound of hysterical laughter can be heard

We go straight to the announcers table where Henry and Harold are seen on screen with fans waving in the background. One Fan is seen with a “I’m a RonTard!”
 
HE: Welcome back to the Copper Box Arena!
 
HA: Man this crowd has been nothing short but noisy tonight! Their showing the world that the British fans, hell 6CW fans are the best in the world!
 
HE: Well one thing for sure what a show it has been so far tonight, and well up next things are about to get….well very very disturbing
 
HA: Time for Plague to show us the way Henry! I personally love what he had to say last time.
 
HE: Plague has been putting the world on notice with his cryptic messages.
 
HA: And if that didn’t work throwing Orthrus off the top of the ramp through 8 tables will turn heads!


HE: He quite literally danced with the Devil and survived. That match still stays strong in my memory.
 
HA: They say style make matches, and dam straight that was one hell of a match!
 
 “CCCLouds” Hits across the arena with the fans giving a loud heated reception. Plague makes his way out wearing a white hooded robe, and his plague mask with his large cross in hand. Plague raises his cross in the air as a white pyro shoots off behind him. He then descends down the ramp avoiding the fingers tips from the fans who are trying to touch him. Plague plants the cross in front of the ring, as he then kneels down and mutters. He then rises to his feet and removes his mask and props it on the cross. Plague stares across the arena as he then slithers into the ring and grabs a mic.

HE: Everytime this man comes out, you can feel the tension he creates across the arena. These fans feel uneasy everytime Plague comes out and graces us with his presents.
 
HA: He is a man who goes to the beat of his own drum. He does things differently from everybody else, while trying to change the way think in the process.
 
Plague is seen lying down on his back as he stares up at the roof of the arena.
 
P: Can you hear it?.....Can you smell it?……Can you feel it?.....hehehehahaha…….You have no idea but little do you know right now I am inside each and everyone of you…That little tingle, itch that you feel crawling up your skin is me…..hahaha…..I know your thoughts….I see right through you all…..I am inside your body and man, I sense your confusion….your fear…..You turn your heads around looking for some sort of direction….When what you should be doing is listening….Listening to the birds chirp as they emerge from their holes….you should smell those flowers who are beginning to blossom….You should feel the heat on your skin…..You should all experience these things feel that the change that is coming…That is coming to 6CW….
 
Plague then gets down on his knee’s.
 
P: This change is a change for the good….you mustn’t fear it, just accept it boy….You see you all fear what you don’t understand…..and right now you don’t understand me………you don’t understand what I am about…..You don’t understand what I bring, and what I am capable of……You all stare at me with your beady eyes, questioning….Who am I? What am I? I AM EVERYTHING!!!!!! I AM THE GRASS BENEATH YOUR TOES! I AM THE AIR THAT IS ALL AROUND YOU!!!!

Plague pauses he glares at Henry and Harold.
 
HE: What does he want with us?
 
HA: God I hope he doesn’t come over here.
 
P: You see change is coming and coming in a big way….It’s coming at Beachfront Brawl……Beachfront Brawl is the moment that 6CW will look to name a new Champion for the very first time……a champion to represent and lead this company forward out of the dark ages….But man…..I like these dark ages….I like lurking in the shadows and playing with the monsters…..Monsters such as Orthrus…….You see like I told you all already….Monsters boy…….Monsters are ……You need hear my words! You need to listen to me…….....I told you all already…..You need to stop lying to your children! And yet you still do…… So let’s have fun then……Beachfront Brawl……..Ruler of the Ring match…….will be the time that the change in the winds is coming as I rid any man who gets in my way from my goal……and my goal…..hehehehehahaha…..My goal mother is to win the 6CW World Heavyweight title……
 
Plague then rises to his feet and makes his way over to his cross as he props his hand on the top of it.
 
P: Hehehehahahaha…..Aaahhh Man you need to all remember this moment……..Because you see years from now you all will be talking about me…….We can fast forward to 10000 years from now…….You and your children will be learning about me in schools………They will be talking about this very  moment right now…..Debating whether or not I am real? Whether or not I truly ever existed at all? Or if I was simply just a fairytale…..hehehehahaha….I assure you…..all of you…..I am very very real….You people……..you people still want to be afraid of me…..And you should be……We all need something to be afraid of after all no?
 
Hehehehahaha……Mother…..Father…..You need to feel my words………Is there anyone out there is this world who will get there hands dirty the way that I will? Nah boy, ………Is there anyone out there who will love you the way I will? Nah….Neither your parents, or your wife will …….Hehehehahaha…….And yet you still fear me anyway, when I am only here for you…..You see I am more than a man…..I am angel……an angel who transcended down here to change the way things are…..and I will……In time you will see that…..In time you will understand me…..In time you will see what I see……..In time you will solve the riddle like I have…….and in time you…….will……love me……hehehehahahaha……And if you want to find hell with me! Then my friends I will show you what hell is truly like…hahahaha
 
Plague burst into a fit of laughter as he crumbles back down to his knee’s staring at his cross and rocking back and forth on his knees.
 
HE: Oh my, Plague has just set his sight on Beachfront Brawl and the 6CW World Title.
 
HA: Was that the change he was on about?
 
HE: Who knows with this man and what he has in mind, but one thing for sure his announcement that he is going to be apart of the Ruler of the Ring match, has just put the whole 6CW roster on notice.
 
HA: Who the hell is going to be able to eliminate him?

HE: Is there anyone who can stop him?

 
HA: Welcome to match four of the night Ladies and Gentleman we have the Mexican superstar in Alejandro Suarez Vs the sick in the head Joker this one should be exciting brother.

HE: Indeed Harold with the high flying Suarez and the demonic monster that is the Joker who will prevail in this match up?

The crowd burst into cheers when 'Superstar' plays out and sparks fall from above the entrance way, as Alejandro Suarez emerges, points to the sky, and quietly says "Dios me dé fuerzas" (God give me strength), before running down the rap and sliding into the ring, climbing the turnbuckles to salute the fans.

HA: This guy is one of the best in 6CW for high risk taking Henry and he’s gonna need a lot of it if he stands any chance against The Joker.

HE: He sure is Harold and how long can he keep it up and get the pin?

The crowd then start to boo loudly when 'Nightmare Clown' by Jim Johnston hits the arena speakers and the lights dim into a slight darkness, as the Joker staggers out, laughing as he analyses the crowd the boos get louder as he taunts the fans on the other side of the barricade and then slowly walks up the steel steps and climbs through the ropes and steps into the ring laughing as he goes with Suarez undeterred and stands his ground.

HA: Suarez not moving one inch but I bet he does when the bell sounds?

HE: I bet he does Harold he’s gonna have to move fast.

The referee checks the two men and then gives the signal to start the match.

Ding, Ding, Ding.

The two men move round the ring and then go for the lock up but Suarez grabs the arm of Joker and takes it round his back and twists the arm Joker starts to laugh with pain and then starts to elbow Suarez in the head Suarez lets go of the arm Joker turns round and flips Suarez over with a side head lock.

HA: Counter from joker.

HE: And one from Suarez!

The crowd boos when Joker is laughing to the crowd as he squeezes Suarez head in the head lock Suarez then spins his legs round in a sitting position some how swings his legs over Joker and kicks him in the stomach Joker legs go both men get to there feet and Joker runs at Suarez and hits an arm drag again Joker runs at Suarez again he hits the arm drag as the crowd goes wild.

HA: Suarez showing what he’s made of here.

HE: Incoming Harold.

Joker slowly gets to his feet and pulls himself up via the ropes in the corner of the ring Suarez coming running and hits the  Flying Jalapeño (Corkscrew flying forearm smash) Joker lands on the mat Suarez quickly jumps onto the top rope of the corner as the crowd goes wild.

HA: Looks like Suarez is about to fly.

HE: Could it be that Joker has found one man that can get the better of him.

HA: Or not!

Suarez leaps high in the air going for the frog splash Joker then puts the knees up and connects to the stomach of Suarez who lands in a heap on the mat Joker the laughs out loud as the crowd start to boo loudly.

HA: Thought Joker might have gone for the pin there.

HE: Nope Joker has some think else in mind.

The crowd boos loudly as Joker then sling shots Suarez to the corner of the ring Suarez hits his head on the steel ring post Joker then throws Suarez over the top rope and just laughs out loud as the crowd start the you suck chant.

HA: This is not gonna end well for Suarez this could turn nasty for Suarez.

HE: No not the steps.

Joker rolls under the ropes to the out side of the ring picks up Suarez and Irish whips him to the steel steps sending Suarez crashing into them shoulder first Suarez slowly gets to his feet but is then met with a huge clothesline and hits the back of his head on the floor Joker picks up Suarez rolls him in the ring follows him in and then goes for the cover.

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HA: Close call for Suarez that could have been the end for him.

HE:  Enziguri!

The crowd cheers loudly as Suarez kicks out of the pin attempt Joker then urges for Suarez to get to his feet goes for the clothesline once more but Suarez ducks and hits Joker with an Enziguri the crowd goes wild when both men hit the mat, Suarez slowly gets to his feet runs to the ropes and hits a lionsault and goes for the cover.


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HA: Oh so close thought he had him there Henry?

HE: Me too but how on gods green earth did Suarez get that from he’s took so much punishment.

The crowd boos loudly as Joker kicks out Suarez then jumps to his feet and as Joker gets to his knees Suarez kicks Joker in the head Suarez then urges for Joker to get to his feet drops kicks Joker to the ropes Jokers head in between the ropes Suarez runs at the Joker and hits the Tiger Feint Kick (619).

HA: This could be it?

HE: Suarez goes for the pin.

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HA: Joker kicked out.....

HE: Spinebuster!

The crowd boos loudly as Joker kicks out Suarez picks up Joker Irish whips him to the ropes Joker bounces of them but stops in his tracks and hits a huge spinebuster to Suarez and goes for the cover.

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HA: Suarez kick out.

HE: Great fight in the young man.

The crowd cheers Joker then Irish whips Suarez to the ropes and then hits a Up and Away (Powerbomb) Joker climbs the top turnbuckle and hits a Flying Legdrop and goes for the pin.

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HA: My god how in the world is Suarez kicking out of these moves?


HE: With great heart brother, great heart.

The crowd boos loudly as Suarez kicks out as the crowd cheers loudly Jokers then jumps to his feet urging Suarez to get to his the crowd are trying to warn Suarez Joker then hits then Joker's Slam (Angle/Olympic Slam) the move is that hard it sends Suarez rolling out to the out side of the ring.

HA: That would have been it Henry but Jokers slam sent Suarez flying out of the ring.

HE: And again this could not turn out too well for Suarez as we saw last time he went out of the ring.

Joker starts to laugh again and then rolls out f the ring walks up to the lifeless body Suarez picks him up and lifts him onto his shoulders and walks towards the commentary box.

HA: Watch out Henry, Jokers coming this way.

HE: Jokers tearing the commentary table to bits, Bad things about to happen Harold.

The crowd boos loudly as Joker drops the head of Suarez on to the commentary table then starts to take the monitors outs slams them on the floor then walks towards Suarez.

HA: Don't do this Joker please no!

HE: Into the steel ring post, Great move.

Joker picks up Suarez and is about to power bomb him through the table but Suarez hits Joker with a barrage of punches to the head and the Joker lets go of Suarez who then Irish whips Joker to the the steel ring post Joker hits his head and crashes to the ground.

Crowd: This is awesome.

HA: I agree with the crowd Henry.

HE: Me too Harold some how Suarez always seems to find the energy to get out when all seems lost.

Suarez then rolls Joker into the ring and follows him in Joker then some how plants a kick to the side of the head of Suarez just as he’s getting in the ring and starts to laugh uncontrollably holding the side of his head.

HA: Joker is mad in the head literally.

HE:  Joker's Slam (Angle/Olympic Slam).

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'Nightmare Clown' by Jim Johnston hits the crowd boos loudly as the referee holds the arm of Joker as he stands there laughing at Suarez.

HA: Man that was a tough fight but in the end it was Joker who won the fight.

HE: It was but Suarez can take heart in this match up but after a second Joker's Slam it was all too much for him.

Nate Nack is walking into the arena with a bag over his shoulder. A camera runs up to him and starts to walk alongside him.

C: Nate,” asks the cameraman, “where have you been these past few weeks? You've been silent since the fatal four-way earlier this month.”

NN: Focusing,” he replies. “I've been waiting for this moment, and as soon I got the news to me that I had this match, I knew I couldn't let my feelings or emotions get the best of me.”

C: You've been on an upswing as of late. Do you feel more confident going into this match than you did before?”

NN: Not at all. I've never felt more confident than the Golden Briefcase match, and look where that got me. Now we doin' it again, but this time he's got immunity. I'm walkin' into Hell. But I'm walkin' in nonetheless.”

C: Mr. Jones picked Orthrus to represent him at the Beachfront Brawl. Do you think a win tonight will make a strong case for your selection as Mr. Andrews' representative?”

I think I've already got a strong case as, besides the Reverend, I've been the closest thing to competition to him, no disrespect to the roster. Emma knows I want that match, and this is my shot to prove it.

As Nate approaches his locker room, the door swings open and Dean Andrews walks out
 
DA: Nate, where have you been? I was hoping to get a word with you before tonight’s match. Surely you can see just how important it is for you
 
NN: Every match is important to me Dean. I’ve got a level of performance to uphold, whether it is in a house show on a Saturday morning to Main Eventing Night of Glory I don’t let my standards drop. You know that. I hope you’re not questioning my integrity?
 
Andrews smiles nervously
 
DA: You know I would never do that Nate. I know full well you set your standards high. I know you wouldn’t allow yourself to perform at anything less than your best. But you must appreciate that I am watching this match very closely. I know your history with Orthrus, I know the fire that burns in you, and you want revenge for what happened at Absolution.
 
My question is can you channel that fire. Can you control that aggression? Can you do what you have failed to do so far – Beat Orthrus?


I am watching this very closely Nate. You more than most know how much the match at Beachfront Brawl means to me. I brought you to this company; I have seen your potential for years. I consider you and Emma good friends. I have complete faith in your ability against any normal member of this roster
 
But Orthrus………….
 
Nate gets serious
 
NN: Do I look like I’m not taking this seriously. I know how much the match at the PPV means to you and surely you can see how important the next month could be in my career in 6CW.
 
Two of the biggest matches this company has ever staged. If you’re asking me right now if I want a piece of both of them, then damn straight I do
 
Do I think I can win both matches – Hell yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
The crowd pop but the reaction becomes more mixed as Mr. Jones walks into shot
 
MJ: I’m not interrupting something special and intimate am I? – I thought you saved those kind of meetings for Emma!!!
 
Both Andrews and Nate react at the same time
 
WHAT????????????
 
Jones laughs at the confusion he has caused as Andrews and Nate look at each other
 
MJ: Sorry – Did I say something I shouldn’t – Oooops!!!!!
 
DA: What do you want Jones?
 
MJ: Change the subject, wise move Dean. Wouldn’t want to upset the only man who is willing to stand up and be counted for you. And you say I’m the one who’s made a lot of enemies in 6CW
 
DA: I’ve been speaking to people all day
 
Jones laughs
 
MJ: I’ve seen!!!
 
Mike Masters – Can he drag himself away from the mirror long enough….
 
And Gazzy D – He’s not even good enough to warrant a permanent contract.
 
You’re right though Dean a real array of talent you have at your disposal. No wonder you’re here so obviously sucking up to Nate. He’s your only hope Obi-Wan
 
I hope he doesn’t lose tonight then what will you do – Who do you turn to then????
 
Jones starts to smile as Andrews looks on
NN: Are we done. I’ve got a match to get ready for. Dean have you seen Emma. She said she would meet me here
 
Jones laughs out loud as the screen fades to black and we go to our final commercial break

HE: Welcome back to Anarchy ladies and gentlemen is up next is MAIN EVENT TIME!!!!


HA: Huge would be an understatement Henry. This is the first time since Absolution that Nate Nack will have the chance to face Orthrus and redeem in himself in his own eyes.

HE: That’s right Harold. Orthrus inflicted Nate’s very first defeat and this is something Nate has not forgotten and has been striving to put right.
 
HA: And to think if he wins tonight he could be on his very own path to Redemption as he would face Orthrus at Beachfront Brawl, and cost him a massive win.
 
The crowd across the arena comes to life as  “Unbreakable”, hits. Nate Nack slowly makes his way out with Emma by his side to a thunderous ovation from the crowd. He is looking incredibly focused and not doing his usual showboating. Nate leaps from side to side as he smacks his head psyching himself up for his match. Nate then strides down the ramp with a purpose. He then leaps on to the apron and enters the ring.
 
HE: This has been an incredibly challenging 3 months for Nate Nack, he overcame Garry Grant, in what was nothing short than a beating at Retribution.
 
HA: So much so we haven’t heard from him since!

Nate is seen stretching out his triceps as he awaits for his opponent.
 
“Hell” Hits as the arena burst into chorus of boo’s.
 
HE: The man who has been a thorn in Nate’s side since day one.

HA: These two has formed an incredibly personal rivalry as well, unfortunately for Nate he has been a marked man and hasn’t had the chance to face Orthrus again.
 
The music continues to play as Orthrus slowly makes his way out with Jones by his side. Orthrus is smiling  as he points to Nate who is being held back by the referee. Orthrus then makes his way down the ramp as Jones dashes ahead of him telling him to back away. Orthrus pauses halfway down the ramp as Jones reveals a mic.
 
MrJ: Haha…Sorry Nate about your dam luck, because actually I have changed my mind tonight. I find this main event rather stale…That and I don’t believe you deserve to face my man, the man who will be victorious at Beachfront Brawl…ORTHRUS!!!!


Orthrus burst into a fit of laughter as he smacks himself across the face.
 
MrJ: So as far as tonight main event is considered…Well consider it CANCELLED!!!!!

HE: What!?

HA: Can he do that?!
 
*Crowd: A$$HOLE!!!! A$$HOLE!!!! A$$HOLE!!!!
 
Jones smiles as he backs his monster up the ramp as Orthrus waves goodbye to Nate to his fury. The two men make their way in the back. Nate grabs the referee and argues with him as he then smacks the ropes in frustration.
 
HE: My god you cannot help but feel Nate’s frustration, he has been waiting for this moment for so long.
 
HA: Nate is fuming, he just keeps getting pushed by Orthrus one day he is going to burst.













“CCCLOUD!” HITS!!!!!    

HE: GOOD GOD NO!!!!
 
Plague makes his way out wearing a white hooded robe, and his plague mask with his large cross in hand. Plague raises his cross in the air as a white pyro shoots off behind him. Plague then slithers into the ring and removes his robe and props into the corner as the ref looks on confused.
 
HE: What on earth is going on here?

HA: I think Plague is signalling to the ref to get the match underway!
 
DING!!!! DING!!!! DING!!!!!

The crowd erupts into a massive cheer.
 
Crowd: MIGHTY!!!! MIGHTY!!!! MIGHTY!!!!

HE: Crowd firmly behind Nate here.

HA: Let’s not forget though Henry, it was this man who cost Nate his match at Absolution so either way this is a match that Nate’s wants
 
HE: So much on the line as well, Nate needs this win!
 
Nate explodes out of his corner and pummels Plague with left and rights backing the big man in the corner. Nate relentlessly throws various punches until the ref backs Nate away, and warns him about using close handed fists.
 
 Nate comes flying back in with a big shoulder thrust to the gut. Nate whips Plague into the opposite corner and flies in again with another shoulder thrust followed by a massive uppercut. Nate then grabs Plague and chucks him across the ring with a belly to belly suplex.
 
 
HE: Nate has not forgotten, he is letting his passion, his frustrating go on Plague!
 
HA: We haven’t seen Orthrus do this to Plague!!!
 
Emma is seen cheering Nate on, as Plague rises to his feet only to be clothesline back down to the mat. Plague gets back up again as Nate drives Plague backwards spinefirst in the corner. Nate then back away and charges in with a big splash in the corner. Plague then stumbles out of the corner as Nate comes off the ropes and hits a flying shoulder block.
 
Plague get up again as Nate hits another shoulder block. Plague get up once more as Nate grabs Plague’s arm and hits 3 shoulder barges as Plague stumbles down to one knee. Nate then back up against the ropes and flies back in with a low short-arm lariat as Plague’s head snaps back awkwardly. Nate goes for the cover.
 
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HA: Nate is leaving it all in the ring at the moment he really isn’t allowing Plague a single second to gain some sort of composure.

Nate and Plague both get to their feet Plague hits a hard chop across the chest as Nate responds immediately with a head but as Plague falls back on the ropes. Nate comes flying in and clothesline’s Plague over the top rope on to the hard mat on the outside.
 
Nate slides out of the ring, and as Plague get to his feet, Nate drives him spine first against the ring. Nate then throws Plague against the steel steps. As Nate makes his way over Plague hits a thumb to the eye, and smacks his head against the steps. Plague then breaks away as he spots Emma in the corner of his eye. Plague makes his way over towards Emma who rushes away from him. Plague then chases after her as she falls over Plague’s cross as Plague slithers his way over.
 
HE: Ohh my look at Plague, he seems to have some sort of sick idea in mind here
 
HA: Nate still rubbing his eyes he can’t see from when Plague shoved his thumb in the eye.
 
Plague kneels down next her and rocks back and forth staring at her. 

*SMACK!!!!!!!
 
HE: BIG BYCICLE KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!!!!!


HA: Plague felt that one!
 
As the ref gets to the count of 8, Nate picks Plague up and rolls him back into the ring. Nate signals the end as he measure’s Plague who struggles back up to his feet. As Plague turns around, he walks straight into a kick to the mid-section.
 
HE: WAKE-UP CALL!!!!!


HA: NO!!! CHOKESLAM!!!!!!!!!!

Plague crumbles back in the corner smiling as Nate grasps the back of his head. Nate slowly gets back up as Plague hits a kick to the gut and follows up by clobbering his back. Nate groggily moves away as he hits a headbut of his own Nate. 

Nate immediately responds by swinging various left and rights building momentum only for Plague to cut off the fight back with a knee thrust to the gut. Plague then runs the ropes and hits a running knee shot to the side of the head and follows it up with a swinging neckbreaker. Plague hooks the leg.
 
1…....
 
2….
 
Th..
 
HE: Nate gets the shoulder up.

HA: Plague has completely turns this match around.
 
Plague drags Nate to his feet but is met by several shoulder shots to the gut as Nate tries to fight back once more. Nate then breaks away and comes off the ropes and goes for a clothesline, Plague ducks under and graps a hold of Nate.
 
HE: Geeeerrrrrmmmaann suplex!!!!


HA: Plague holds the grip on.
 
*THUMP!
 
HE: There the second!

*THUMP!

HA: AND A THIRD!!!
 
HE: Those german suplex really drain the life out of you.
 
Plague releases the hold as he quickly get to his feet and stares down at Nate’s body. Plague raises one arm in the air to chorus of boo’s from the crowd. Plague signals the end as Nate gets to his feet Plague hits a kick to the gut.
 
HE: Raising him in the air.
 
HA: Parading him around once more…
 
HE: Hey what’s Emma doing?!
 
Emma leaps on the apron as Plague looks on amused. Plague releases Nate as he makes his way over towards Emma.
 
HE: WAKE UP CALL!!!!!

HA: NATE HOOKS THE LEG!!!!


HE: But the ref is trying to get Emma off the apron.
 
Emma is seen shouting encouraging Nate on as the ref pleads with Emma to get off the apron. Nate breaks away from the pin staring at Emma, telling to get off the apron as well.
 
HE: ROLL UP!!!!

1…..
 
2….
 
3!!!!
 
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!!

MB: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!!!!!

EDWARD!!!!!!!! PLAGUEEEEEEE!!!!

*The arena erupts into chorus of boo’s
 
“CCCLOUD” Hits as Plague rolls out of the ring as Nate is seen clutching his hair in despair as Emma slides into the ring and tries to comfort him.
 
HE: My god!!! Plague got the win!!!!!

HA: That mean Andrews will look elsewhere! This is a massive set back for Nate Nack!
 
HE: Once again Plague and Orthrus cause Nate to feel that thing he hates the most….a defeat.
 
HA: But what on earth is going to happen next week?

HE: Who is Andrews going to pick!?

HA: TUNE IN NEXT WEEK!