EWF Presents Conflict Results Wednesday 24th July 2013 (Episode 14)

*We go live on air inside the Elite Coliseum in Los Angeles, California. The crowd that has amassed is at around the five thousand mark and they are on their feet and going wild as “Indestructible” blasts out of the PA system and an ultra-expensive pyrotechnics show is on display. The cameras pan around the arena and zoom in on the jubilant celebrations before the Hypertron turns on, encouraging a huge reception from the crowd.

JK: Please don’t turn around Liam……………….FACECHECK!

Wood is bleeding heavily from the head and from the mouth as he stumbles back to his knees. He tries to stand upright but is swaying from side to side as he turns around, into the firing line of Enforcer who runs right at him….

DF: OH MY GOD!

JK: WHAT IN THE WORLD!

Crowd: What the (beep) x20

DF: Is this happening?

Every single person in the arena is stood in awe as Enforcer’s flying facecheck is intercepted in midair but Mike Conrad who catches him and drills him down with an RKO. Conrad quickly rolls out of the ring and into the aisleway, where he and Jimmy Phillips make eye contact….

JK: What the hell is going on?

DF: Mike Conrad…my god Conrad….

There is a continued staredown between Phillips and Conrad and then the crowd pop as they slap their hands together and hug at the bottom of the aisleway. Inside the ring, Enforcer is all over the place as he gets back up….he looks out of the doorway at Phillips and Conrad, stood side by side, and both men give him the thumbs down as his eyes widen….

JK: WORLD EATER!

DF: YES…..YES…..YES!

Crowd: ONE……
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
………………..TWO
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
……………………THREE!

*Ultra pop

JK: OH HELL YES….

DF: HE DID IT…..THEY DID IT……WE WON!

Ding ding ding

JK: Extraordinary scenes here inside the Elite Coliseum….

Rick Ambrose: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner………..representing Team EWF (Crowd pop)…………….and the NEW EWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION………..THE VIPER…..LIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMM WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!

DF: WHAT A MATCH…..WHAT A NIGHT….WHAT AN HISTORIC MOMENT….

JK: TAKE A BOW TEAM EWF…..LIAM WOOD YOU ARE THE NEW WORLD CHAMPION…OH MY GOD WHAT A MOMENT THIS IS….

The crowd are in utter pandemonium as “666” blasts out of the speakers and Liam Wood is knelt over the blood-stained body of Enforcer. The War Games cell is beginning to lift back into the rafters as the referee walks over to Wood with the TV Championship and his newly won EWF World Championship….

DF: Liam Wood is the sole survivor….he is a double champion….he is the man….

JK: And this night belongs to him and the rest of Team EWF, they brought it like never before and they have condemned FEAR to the mortuary….the war is over and there is a new power in town….

*Back to real time and the fans inside the Coliseum are bouncing up and down as they relive the final moments of last week’s PPV. Huge chants of “E-dub-f” and “We want Viper” ring all around the stadium as the cameras turn around to the announce area, where a delighted duo of Jonathan Kelly and Donovan Franklin are sitting.

JK: Ladies and gentlemen good evening…..welcome to EWF Conflict, not FEAR but EWF….as you just saw, for those who missed it, just seven nights ago right here in this building EWF pulled off the biggest victory of all time….we defeated FEAR once and for all inside the War Games structure…..Liam Wood was crowned the new world champion…..what a night it was…

DF: Heck of a night…it was sensational. Six EWF superstars walked straight through hell and then they walked out on the other side with their heads held high….they condemned FEAR to the scrapheap, never to be seen again….and tonight we are having a celebration…..EWF lives….

JK: Walking tall tonight and you can sense the atmosphere from this amazing crowd….we have three matches assigned, the main event to decide who the first challenger to Liam Wood’s  World Championship will be….we’ve got Viper’s Title Ceremony to close the show….and up first it is our understanding that we will have a “state of address”….whatever that means?

DF: I guess after everything has happened here in recent months it is time to wipe the slate clean and start over….that’s what I think the address will be about….

*The crowd suddenly begin to cheer as a man walks out on stage, a broad smile on his face. He waves at them as they chant “Welcome back”.

JK: Whoah….did you know Oliver Baker was back?

DF: No I did not…

JK: Head of talent relations and scouting is in the building…..we haven’t seen Baker since FEAR attacked him almost two months ago….

*Baker looks around at the packed out Coliseum and then he begins to speak

Baker: Thank you very much for that reception, it feels great to be back here in the home of EWF!

*Crowd cheer

Baker: I think it is fair to say that this promotion has been on a rollercoaster ride for the last few months but last week that ride ended…..thanks to the amazing talent we have on this roster we were able to defeat the threat of FEAR and with that victory we have ushered in a new era for this company.

As Daniel Magnusson’s right hand man, so to speak, I have been asked to come here tonight to deliver the “state of address” message to all of the fans and every single superstar on this roster. Not only are we eternally grateful for what you have done for EWF, we are also proud to have such a diverse and competitive roster at our disposal.

We are more than aware that tonight is a celebration….one we all should enjoy to the maximum because every member of Team EWF has earned that right….they deserve this moment…..but, and there is a but I am afraid, although I do not like to be a “party pooper” I have to be the one to say that from this point forward….Team EWF is no more…

*The crowd boo slightly

Baker: This company was founded on hard work, determination and the will to prove yourself as the best. From the moment the front doors opened we have given the fans the most competitive and high-octane matchups in this industry today and we do not wish to deviate from the path that has led to our success. I know the men who fought so hard for this company have become somewhat “brothers in arms” but I am afraid that mentality must stop here…..there are no prizes for being friends…

We want to see the very best of our superstars and we want to see it tonight and every other night that follows….we want to see former friends and allies go toe to toe and leave nothing to chance….we don’t want to see teamwork anymore…..we want to see who truly desires to be the best….

A message to the roster…..and a message to all the discarded members of the FEAR organisation as well, because although your plan may have been thwarted, you are all still contracted to this promotion. Now is the time for you to throw off the shackles of disappointment and defeat….forget your failings and build a new….because this is a new beginning…..this is a fresh start….tabula rasa…

DF: Is that Spanish?

JK: it means “clean slate”….

Baker: This is the first day of the rest of your lives…….so whilst EWF thanks you for everything you have done, now is the time to set down your champagne and do what you all do best…..now is the time to stand up and fight……now is the time to show the world who really is the best of the best…

DF: What a very strange “state of address”…

JK: It seems like the guys in the back have had a quick pat on the back for their efforts but now it is straight down to business….Baker wants all friendships and allegiance out of the window….he wants everyone to stand toe to toe and fight to prove themselves….

DF: I can see where he is coming from…..even if it is strange timing…..I mean we can’t have a roster full of “friends”…..these guys all have goals, all have dreams and desires…..they need to start thinking about themselves now….start making their own ways up the ladder once more…

JK: The gauntlet has been thrown down from management…..they want to see action and I don’t think they are going to be disappointed with what they get…

DF: We have a great roster….these guys did great things for this company but I don’t think they will hesitate to fight each other……if you want to get to the top, you need to be willing to do whatever it takes…time to find out who really has the drive to be number one…

Match 1
Mr Jones vs Jason Sparxz

We come back from the break and the crowd in attendance are cheering as a blue lightning bolt erupts onto the stage and then “Lose yourself” roars out of the speakers. Jason Sparxz, still bandaged up from last week, makes his way out onto the stage to a rousing ovation.

JK: The former world champion came back a few weeks ago and he did not hesitate to join the fight against FEAR. He helped get the job done last week but now it is back to business, now it is back on the title hunt….Sparxz will want a crack at the championship he lost four months ago….

DF: Well he’s got to earn it….we know what he is capable of, what he can do when the lights are on bright….but the rest of the roster will have eyes for the top as well, Sparxz needs to show why he deserves it more than anyone else…

JK: And looking at him, he isn’t anywhere near 100% for this match, so he will need to be careful that he doesn’t injure himself further….

DF: He went through hell in War Games, his wounds haven’t healed and that will be a bull’s eye for his opponent….

Sparxz taps the hands of the fans around ringside and then he rolls up into the ring, climbing onto the turnbuckle to pose for photos. The lights then completely black out and the familiar gong echoes out of the PA system….

JK: Another man who helped EWF to victory last week…

DF: Made a very unexpected return and it was a welcome one….now Jones can go it alone once more…

JK: Just how he likes it….I don’t think this guy is going to have any problems in following Oliver Baker’s “address”…

DF: Jones prefers to fight alone, and like him or not he is happy to bend a few rules along the way….this could be the start of something special for this guy…

Mr Jones slowly makes his way down to the ring as the eerie “Funeral march” creeps out of the sound system at the same time. He pauses at the base of the ring, his dark, cold eyes glistening with malice as he looks up at Sparxz and then climbs up onto the apron.

JK: Judging by the look in Jones’ eye, he has already forgotten about any alliances he had…

DF: It’s probably for the best, nothing to hold him back…

Jones steps over the top rope and he looks at Sparxz, who stares back at him and then the referee reads them the riot act. Sparxz offers a quick touch of knuckles to the masked man but Jones just looks at him and then stomps a hard boot into his injured ribs…

*Crowd boo

JK: He really has forgotten…

DF: I told you….

Sparxz doubles up in pain and then Jones slams a hard uppercut under his jaw, sending him staggering back into the corner. Jones follows in with a hard knee to the injured midsection and he slams Sparxz back against the turnbuckle before nailing a hard cross right that sends the former world champion staggering away…

JK: Mr Jones really in no mood to wait around….he wants to show that he is more than capable of climbing the ladder to success…

Sparxz tries to lash back with a hard kick to the leg but Jones grabs him by the face and headbutts him into the ropes. He then runs at Sparxz and hits him with a clothesline that sends Sparxz over the top onto the apron…..Jones pulls Sparxz up and looks to suplex him back in but Sparxz kicks his legs and then drops down to the hard flooring, hanging Jones up on the top rope…

DF: Sparxz has to keep at range and use his pace if he wants to find success…

Sparxz climbs back up onto the apron and he springboards onto the ropes before dropkicking Jones in the chest, sending him flying across the ring. They get back up and Sparxz ducks a clothesline before superkicking Jones in the chest, sending him to the ropes and over the top…

JK: Sparxz throwing all caution to the wind now….OH LORD!

Crowd: That was awe-some x5

DF: Sparxz putting his body on the line and he may rue that decision….

Sparxz runs to the ropes and front flips over into a seated senton takedown on Jones, but the impact sends pain through the body of Sparxz and he rolls away in agony. The referee’s count gets to four when Jones sits up and looks directly over at Sparxz…

JK: We know it is so difficult to hurt Jones, to keep him grounded….I don’t know if Jason Sparxz has the arsenal….

Jones makes his way over to Sparxz and eats a big kick to the gut and two quick forearms. Sparxz looks for an irish whip but Jones is too strong and reverses, sending Sparxz upside down and crashing against the ring apron with serious power…

DF: The injuries sustained last week by Jason Sparxz are only getting worse now….

Sparxz gets back up and Jones slams him into the ringpost before launching him back in the ring. Sparxz tries to go back on the attack with a running dropkick but Jones swipes his legs out from under him and then stomps down on Sparxz’ stomach before slinging him into the turnbuckle…

JK: Jones is really causing Jason Sparxz all sorts of problems….

Sparxz hits the turnbuckle and staggers back out into a waistlock, before Jones lifts him up and then slams him down hard on his chest. Jones then bounces back off the ropes and comes forward with a legdrop across the back……………………..1…………………………..2……………………shoulder up.

DF: Jones is going after the body, Sparxz can barely get himself back up…

Sparxz is struggling to get back to his feet as Jones nails a running knee to the ribcage before pulling him into the centre of the ring and nails a gutwrench into a gutbuster. Sparxz rolls away in pain as Jones runs at him and punts him to the body………………………1……………………….2…………….Sparxz kicks out!

JK: I think Sparxz is just kicking out through adrenaline and nothing else….I don’t really think he should have competed here tonight….

DF: After what he went through last week, a week off should have been essential….

Jones drags Sparxz back up by the head and Sparxz goes to the body with hooks before breaking loose and running to the ropes, diving into a springboard…

JK: CROSS…

Jones catches Sparxz in his clutches and then spins him around into a twisting backbreaker before pulling Sparxz back up and he lifts him into a suplex before jackhammering him…

DF: Deadly shots to the spine…

1.
..
…2
..
..
…………..shoulder up!

JK: Close shout but Sparxz won’t go down without a fight….

Jones drags Sparxz up, clattering him across the back as he does so, and then he whips Sparxz into the corner before following in for a big splash. Sparxz manages to drive his feet up into Jones’ face, knocking him back, and then he lifts himself onto the second rope and dives off….

JK: TORNADO…

Jones keeps his feet grounded and turns with the DDT but then throws Sparxz across the canvass, crashing into the opposite corner. Sparxz tries to get up but Jones runs across and drives a furious kick into his opponent’s stomach before dragging him out and lifting him into a jackknife powerbomb….

DF: That should be the end…

1…………………………….2…………………..Sparxz manages to kick out again.

JK: How much more can this former world champion take?

DF: Sparxz is a big game player….he’ll fight until nothing is left….

Jones pulls Sparxz back up by the head and seems to be contemplating another powerbomb but Sparxz rolls down the back into a schoolboy…………………1………………………….2………………….kickout. They get up and Jones looks for a big boot but Sparxz ducks underneath and nails a backstabber………………….1……………………2………….shoulder up!

DF: Sparxz needs to go like there is no tomorrow….this may be his only shot….

Sparxz pulls Jones up and tries to lift him into a faceplant suplex but Jones uses his power to shove Sparxz back into the corner and then runs in after him for a big splash but Sparxz twists around the ropes and kicks Jones in the face. Jones staggers back as Sparxz makes his way up the ropes and dives off….

JK: Cross…

Jones catches Sparxz coming through the air with the crossbody and then he scoops him up onto his shoulders and twists him around….

DF: Tomb…

Sparxz kicks his feet and drops off the back before running off the ropes and returning with a flying dropkick that takes Jones down at the knee. Sparxz then gets back up and he runs to the ropes before jumping into a springboard…

JK: Headscissors…

Sparxz looks for the flying headscissors but Jones holds his legs in place, refusing to budge, and then he lifts Sparxz up onto his shoulders…

DF: Power…

Sparxz slams punches down into the face of Jones, disorientating him, and then he falls backwards into a headscissors which sends Jones crashing into the ropes. Sparxz then runs off the opposite ropes and comes sprinting back…

JK: 619

The slingshot kick connects with Jones’ face and sends him stumbling back to the centre of the ring once more. The crowd are right behind Sparxz, willing him on, as he drags himself to a standing position on the apron and then springboards back in…

DF: What a neckbreaker!

Sparxz flies over the top of Jones and drills him with a tasty overhang neckbreaker before covering…………………..1…………………………..2………………………kickout. Sparxz stumbles up and he waits for Jones to get up before leaping into the air and heel kicking him in the jaw, sending Jones staggering backwards and into a seated position in the corner…

JK: What is Sparxz thinking now?

DF: Something crazy….

Sparxz looks around the arena, listening to the cheers of the crowd, before he runs over to the opposite corner and begins to climb the ropes. He gazes across to the opposite turnbuckle, where Jones is slumped on the ground, and then Sparxz throws his arms in the air….

JK: Jason Sparxz is about to go all out….

DF: We seen him do this last week….INSANE!

JK: COAST TO COAST!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x5

Sparxz comes flying from one side of the ring to the other and ploughs both his feet into the chest and head of Jones, crushing him against the turnbuckle. Sparxz is hurting from the impact himself but he manages to stagger up and drag Jones away from the corner…

DF: Jones is finished…

1.
..
..
…2
..
..
…………..Jones just kicks out!

JK: Sparxz can’t believe it….Jones took the whole brunt of that move and he still kicked out…

Jones is already on his way back up as Sparxz springboards onto the ropes and nails a disaster kick before running into a springboard on the opposite side and planting Jones with a tornado DDT………………….1………………………………..2………………………shoulder up. Sparxz runs off the ropes and returns with a stiff low dropkick before running into another springboard…

JK: ASAI MOONSAULT!

1………………………..2…………………Jones kicks out again. Sparxz complains to the referee but is told that it was a definite two count and the match continues. Jones is on his way back up when Sparxz crashes a buzzsaw kick against his temple and then climbs out onto the apron….

DF: SOMERSAULT LEGDROP!

JK: He’s gonna knock off Jones…

The crowd roar as Sparxz nails the front flip legdrop off the springboard…
..
..
…1
..
..
..
………..2
..
..
..
………………….thr-shoulder up!

DF: The guys in the back thought that was a three count….

JK: Jones showing his resilience…

Sparxz looks down at Jones with astonishment before climbing back out onto the apron again. A trickle of sweat runs down his head as he bides his time and then launches himself into another springboard….

DF: CORKSCREW…

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

Sparxz twists off the top rope into a corkscrew moonsault but Jones catches him on his shoulders before spinning Sparxz around and nails a sickening “shock treatment” backbreaker, driving his shoulders up into the injured body of Sparxz. The crowd look a little worried for the former world champion as Jones beckons him back up and seizes him by the throat…

JK: I think Sparxz might be done…

DF: CHOKESLAM!

Jones lifts Sparxz sky-high with one arm and then slams him back down onto the canvass with thunderous impact. Jones stands over Sparxz, his dark eyes emotionless, and he takes no notice of the crowd’s anxiety as he drags Sparxz back up and slips him onto his shoulders…

JK: Jones has really showed his ruthless side tonight….

DF: With the injuries that Jason Sparxz has, he was always in big trouble…

JK: Tombstone!

Jones spins around and then jumps into the air, driving Sparxz’ skull down into the mat with a brutal tombstone piledriver. The crowd are booing as Jones folds his foe’s arm over his chest………………….1……………………………….2………………………….3!

DF: And just like that…..Jones was on the money tonight…

JK: Sparxz never should have been allowed to compete…

“Funeral March” plays out and Jones eyes the dismayed crowd with black eyes before backing away and exiting the ring quickly. Jason Sparxz is down and out on the canvass, holding his bandaged ribs, as the referee checks on him.

DF: Jones showed his dark side tonight….and the crowd did not like it one bit…

JK: Neither did Jason Sparxz….and if Mr Jones keeps that sort of form up then I don’t think the rest of the EWF roster will be looking forward to crossing paths with him…

Jones stands on the stage, soaking up the boos, and then the familiar gong sounds and the lights go out. When they come back on Jones has disappeared and Sparxz is just getting back to his feet.

Official result: Mr Jones via pinfall
Match time: 7 minutes 13 seconds

*We go backstage and the crowd cheer as they see Jimmy Phillips sat in his locker-room, getting ready for the main event. A shadow passes over him and he looks up, straight into the face of Mike Conrad. There is another set of loud cheers as Phillips smiles and holds out his hand, Conrad shakes it.

Phillips: Nice to see you man…

*Phillips stands up and they hug

Conrad: I think you’re the only one who thinks that…..my presence isn’t garnering the same support anywhere else….

Phillips: Give it time….we did what we had to do and I don’t regret that one bit….we didn’t know who we could trust, FEAR were infiltrating everywhere, but we knew we could trust each other…..and the plan paid off, so no questions asked…

Conrad: I appreciate it, and the fans seem to be on my side…but the locker-room is a whole different story…

Phillips: You’ll win them round, I wouldn’t worry about it right now….time to start getting ourselves back on track….

Conrad: Which is why I’m here…

Phillips: I’m going to cut you off before you even begin….because you don’t need to come here and say tonight is just about business, because I already know that…..your my best friend, nothing changes that, but tonight is about getting a shot at the world championship, something we have both wanted for a very long time…

*Conrad nods in agreement

Conrad: Have you seen or heard anything from FEAR?

Phillips: Not a peep, I think the shock and humiliation of last week has sent them packing…I wouldn’t expect to see Callihan around these parts again…

Conrad: I sure hope your right, this is a new beginning for EWF and I think it is time to take it to the next level….

Phillips: I’m down with that…..look tonight the best man is going to win….and of course I want it to be me, but as long as Enforcer doesn’t walk away victorious then I can at least sleep soundly at night…

Conrad: Agreed….good luck out there….

Phillips: You too man…

*They touch knuckles as the scene changes

*The crowd cheer as we get Robin Reborn in the backstage area with Hugh Cartwright. The crowd are cheering loudly as Reborn still sports some of the injuries he sustained last week. He looks in good spirits, however, as the interview begins.

Cartwright: I am joined at this time by Robin Reborn, and Robin can I ask you how it feels to know that you were a part of Team EWF last week…ultimately guiding this company to a historical victory?

Reborn: I think it goes without saying that this was the greatest moment of my career thus far. I was able to stand side by side with my fellow EWF allies and finally defeat the threat of FEAR once and for all…..it was a honour to be on that team and now that it is all over I am proud of what I achieved.

Cartwright: Obviously the match was littered with incident…but as a member of Team EWF I would like to ask how you felt about the Mike Conrad double-cross? There has been murmurings that members of EWF are unhappy that they weren’t informed of Jimmy Phillips and Mike Conrad’s plan….do you feel the same?

Reborn: I’m not desperately unhappy about the situation, EWF needed something big to pull off that victory and Mike Conrad provided that. Obviously he and Jimmy were concerned about the hold FEAR held over the locker-room, they didn’t know who they could trust…so I see why they did what they did. I could get angry over it, and be disappointed that there wasn’t more trust…but the moment has come to pass now and we got the victory we so desperately wanted, so there can be no complaints.

Cartwright: Earlier tonight we had an announcement from Oliver Baker….he said that the time for friendship is over and now the members of the EWF roster must prove they deserve to be at the top of the tree….do you have any problem with that? Will there be any issues with fighting against some of your former allies?

Reborn: The wrestling business is cut-throat, it is do or die and everybody who signs up knows that from the get go. I don’t have any issue with fighting against anyone, anytime, anywhere. Because I want to show that I can hang with the best, that I can represent the championship level superstars in this company. It was great to be a part of Team EWF but that is gone now, that chapter is closed….now we enter a new stage, a fresh start and it is every man for himself, I have no problem with it…infact, I am very much looking forward to it.

Cartwright: Which brings me onto tonight….you go into a triple threat match against the Anarchy Champion, Ojore and former EWF member, Thunder……now all three of you went through hell last week, so do you think that what transpired in War Games will have an effect on the outcome of this match?

Reborn: Not one of us is going into this match 100%, it would be a lie to claim otherwise. I took my fair share of punishment last week but so did my opponents, I mean Thunder and Ojore went through the top of the cell…they fell twenty feet to the canvass below and that isn’t the sort of impact you recover from in ten days. So I believe I’m catching these guys at the perfect time…I think they are ripe for the picking and I full intend on taking advantage of that here tonight….

Cartwright: But you have injuries of your own….and last week at Day of Reckoning you were defeated twice by Ojore….are you sure you are ready for this match?

*Reborn looks annoyed by Cartwright’s words

Reborn: I may have lost last week but that isn’t enough to hold me back, or put me down. I learnt a lot from Day of Reckoning and I return here tonight knowing what I need to do in order to push on with my career. I respect Thunder…..and I know first hand that Ojore is a crazed animal but neither of them intimidate me…..I am ready for a fight, I am ready to show the world that I deserve to be taken seriously….I want to be a champion and I will stop at nothing to get what I am looking for…

Cartwright: I wish you luck out there Robin…

*The crowd cheer as Reborn smiles at Cartwright and the camera before walking out of shot.

*The scene changes and the crowd erupt with cheers as Liam Wood, with the TV and World Championships around his waist, is shown entering the building with Emmy by his side. The backstage workers halt their actions and begin to applaud as Wood makes his way down the corridor, smiling at the reaction he is receiving. A few stagehands reach out and offer a handshake, which Wood accepts, and then the world champion and Emmy make their way toward the locker-room. Wood pauses in the doorway and then he unstraps both the belts from around his waist and he holds them above his head, bringing another round of applause from everyone in the vicinity. He then follows Emmy into the locker-room and she shuts the door behind them. Wood walks over to a chair and he hangs the belts across it, before unzipping his jacket and throwing it on a nearby bench. Emmy makes her way over and throws her arms around Wood’s neck, planting a kiss on his lips.

Emmy: Tonight is your night…..

Wood: Our night….this is what we have worked so hard for, and finally this moment belongs to us….

Emmy: Nothing is going to get in the way of the celebrations I have planned…

*She smiles seductively and Wood looks pleased with himself as they begin to kiss again and the scene fades out.

Match 2
Thunder vs Ojore vs Robin Reborn

Back at ringside and the crowd are making a lot of noise as “Thrift shop” plays out to a great reception. Pyros explode into the air as Robin Reborn bounces out onto the stage, a broad smile on his face.

JK: Triple threat action up next ladies and gentlemen and this should be a cracking contest…

DF: Three men looking to make a statement, to draw a line under Day of Reckoning and begin the process of climbing the ladder of success….big opportunities await anyone who can walk away victorious from this match…

Reborn slaps the hands of the crowd as he makes his way down to the ring and then he rolls under the bottom rope. He climbs up onto the turnbuckle and poses for the fans in attendance as another stream of silver pyros blast into the rafters.

JK: Robin Reborn really proved that he has guts and determination last week…he came up short in an Anarchy Championship challenge against Ojore but he pushed the monster to his limits in that match before another solid performance inside the War Games structure….a bright future beckons for this young man…

DF: Reborn is going to be a star, of that I am certain….he still has plenty to learn but he is young, so time is very much on his side…..I win tonight over the opposition will stand him in good stead for the near future…

Reborn jumps down from the ropes as the lights dim and “Bonfire” echoes out to a crescendo of boos from those in attendance. The giant form of Ojore appears on the stage, the Anarchy Championship around his waist, and he holds his trademark lantern in the air before slamming it down on the stage, sending flames bursting into the air.

JK: Ojore is a beast, a wild untamable animal and his performances last week were nothing short of terrifying…

DF: It took an amazing feat to finally put him away in War Games….he was still getting to his feet after Thunder slammed him through the top of the cell and it took Liam Wood and Jimmy Phillips to finish the job….this is one scary specimen…

JK: It seemed like perhaps Ojore had turned his back on FEAR in that match, choosing to go his own way….and now he has no choice because FEAR is no more…it is time for this monster to forge his own path of destruction…

DF: A scary thought if ever I heard one…

Ojore slowly makes his way down to the ring, his dark eyes boring into Robin Reborn, who is straight ahead. The crowd are shouting insults and abuse at Ojore but he pays them no attention as he begins to make his way up the steel steps.

JK: Ojore and Reborn had a classic match last week and Reborn will no doubt want some revenge….but in the same token I think Ojore has retribution on his mind as far as Thunder is concerned…

DF: Absolutely…

The lights dim and the crowd begin to cheer as “Heroes are hard to find” blasts out of the PA system and then a barrage of green fireworks explode up into the rafters. Lasers cut through the air as Thunder makes his way out onto the stage, determination etched on his features.

JK: Thunder had a great spell inside War Games last week, he really proved that he is a star in the making….

DF: Including putting Ojore through the top of the cell, an amazing accomplishment….I know he is still feeling the effects of last week but if he can win here tonight then he has to be right back in championship contention…

JK: I’ve said it before and I re-iterate it again, Thunder will hold championship gold in this company sooner rather than later….he has amazing ability….

Thunder reaches out and touches hands with the fans as he makes his way down the ramp and into the aisleway. Robin Reborn is bouncing from one foot to the other, waiting for the beginning of the match, as Ojore drops down from the apron and makes a beeline for Thunder…

DF: Ojore not waiting around….he wants to pay Thunder back for what happened last week…

JK: This match could be chaotic…

Ojore runs forward and tries to slam into Thunder with a clothesline but Thunder ducks underneath and begins to fire off with right hands and chops to the chest of the big man. He continues to reach up and punch Ojore in the head before the big man drives a hard knee into Thunder’s stomach, dropping all momentum…

JK: It may be a mistake for Thunder to try and go life and death with Ojore…

Ojore runs Thunder backwards and clatters him into the ring apron before Robin Reborn flies under the bottom rope with a baseball slide that crashes Thunder into Ojore and sends them rolling across the floor. Reborn stands on his feet, waiting for both men to get up, before he leaps back onto the ring apron and moonsaults off…

DF: Incredible…

Crowd: Rob-in Re-Born x10

JK: Reborn picking up where he left off last week….

He crashes into Thunder and Ojore, knocking them down again, before picking Thunder up and rolling him into the ring. The bell sounds to start the match as Reborn clambers back onto the apron and slingshots over the top, knocking Thunder down with a double axe handle…

DF: Speed is Reborn’s greatest asset and if he can utilise it effectively then there may be no stopping him in this match…

Thunder gets back up and Reborn knocks forearms into his face before whipping him off the ropes and floors him with a dropkick on the comeback. He then pulls Thunder up and lifts him into a suplex………………..1………………………2………………Thunder gets his shoulder up. Reborn gets back up to his feet and he spots Ojore trying to get up on the apron so he runs to the corner and dives onto the turnbuckle…

JK: Springboard dropkick!

The crowd cheer as Reborn flies across and dropkicks Ojore in the side of the head, toppling him from the apron. He then gets back up and runs at Thunder, sunset flipping over him and dragging him to the floor…………1…………………..2…………………Thunder kicks out. They get back up and Reborn ducks a clothesline before slamming Thunder down with a back suplex……………………..1………………….2……………shoulder up!

DF: Reborn is having all the action thus far, he looks in great shape…

JK: But if he just trying to end it quickly? I don’t know how much he actually has in the tank after last week…

Reborn pulls Thunder up and tries to turn him into a neckbreaker but Thunder counters into a backslide………………1…………………….2……………..shoulder up. They get up and begin to trade right hands before Thunder nails a European uppercut, staggering Reborn, and whips him off the ropes….

DF: Backdrop…

Thunder lowers his head and sends Reborn into a backdrop but somehow RR lands out on his feet, sprinting off the opposite side in the process. Thunder turns around quickly but cannot stop Reborn from crashing into him with a crossbody block…………………….1……………………2………………kickout. They get up and Reborn looks for a roundhouse kick but Thunder dodges and locks his hands around his opponent’s waist…

JK: GERMAN!

The crowd cheer and groan as Thunder launches Reborn into a German suplex, sending him clattering into the turnbuckle and folding him up. Reborn holds the back of his neck and rolls under the bottom rope as Ojore begins to climb in from the opposite side…

DF: Thunder may have solved one problem….but here comes another…

JK: And I don’t think he will dispose of this one so easily…

Ojore storms forward and Thunder beckons him on before launching a kick at his stomach and beginning to tee off with right hands. Ojore lashes a hard palm strike across Thunder’s back and slows him down before pushing him back into the corner and chasing in…

DF: Nobody home…

Thunder forward rolls out, sending Ojore crashing into the turnbuckle, and then runs off the opposite side before returning with a flying dropkick to the back, smashing the big man into the corner again. He staggers out and Thunder grabs ahold of him…

JK: Russian legsweep….

DF: Shades of last week…

The crowd cheer as Thunder drives Ojore down into the mat…………………..1……………………..2………….powerout!

DF: Doesn’t have the same effect when your not slamming him through the top of a cell and dropping him twenty feet…

Thunder quickly grabs Ojore’s head as he tries to stand and DDT’s him back into the mat before running off the ropes and returning with a legdrop across the back of his foe’s head………………1………………………..2……………kickout. Thunder gets back up and he seizes Ojore by the head….

JK: He’s surely not….TEQUILA….

DF: Nice try….

The crowd look stunned as Thunder tries to lift Ojore into a powerbomb but the big man holds his ground and counters with a backdrop. Thunder quickly gets back up and runs forward, only to be met by a running “battering ram” headbutt to the chest…

JK: That’ll drive all the wind from your sails…

The impact sends Thunder flying and then he staggers back up into a huge scoop slam and a massive elbow drop…………………………….1……………………………..2……………………kickout. Ojore clambers back up and he drags Thunder up with ease before scooping him onto his shoulders….

DF: If Ojore can start hammering home power moves then we could be nearing our conclusion…

Ojore holds Thunder on his shoulders and then tries to run him into a powerslam but Thunder drops off the back and counters with an inverted DDT………………………….1………………………….2…………………..shoulder up. Thunder gets up and runs the ropes, returning with a swinging neckbreaker…………………1……………….2……….Ojore powers out!

JK: It takes something spectacular to put Ojore out for the count….

Ojore is already beginning to get back up as Thunder bounces back off the ropes and then comes forward with a yakuza kick straight to Ojore’s head, flattening him on the mat. Thunder then looks around at the crowd, drinking in their cheers, before making his way to the corner and climbing up the turnbuckle….

DF: Thunder going airborne….

JK: LEGDROP!

The flashbulbs go off as Thunder comes hurtling from the top rope and he connects with the legdrop across Ojore’s throat, quickly crawling in to make the cover…
..
..
…1
..
..
..
..
……..2
..
..
..
……………………..SENTON BOMB!

DF: Robin Reborn is refusing to be counted out of this one….

Reborn comes flying from the top rope and he senton bombs across the pinfall, breaking it up before the three count. He crawls back up and he lifts Thunder onto his shoulders before running him into a green bay plunge………………………….1…………………………….2…………….Thunder kicks out!

JK: Reborn is so determined to shine in this division, to be a star…

DF: That is what keeps bringing him back to the table in this one…

Reborn gets back up and he drags Thunder into him, attempting a fisherman’s suplex but Thunder turns out and twists Reborn into a spinebuster………………….1…………………………2………………kickout. They get back up and Thunder tries to rock-bottom Reborn but he elbows his way free and then springboards onto the ropes….

JK: Hurrican…

DF: TEQUILA BOMB!

Reborn looks for a flying hurricanrana but Thunder catches him on his shoulders and attempts his patented powerbomb, only for Ojore to run across and smash into both men with a huge clothesline that clatters them to the ground. Reborn gets back up and Ojore launches him into the ropes before benching him into the air as he comes back….

JK: Does not look good….

Ojore walks Reborn to the ropes and dumps him down over the top to the outside of the ring. He then turns around and he ushers Thunder to his feet before wrapping both of his hands around the throat of his opponent….

DF: CHOKEBOMB!

Thunder stomps on Ojore’s gut and tries to punch his way free before running off the ropes and flying back with an elbow strike that staggers Ojore into the corner. Thunder then rushes in with a hard boot against Ojore’s chest before beckoning him out grabbing ahold of him….

JK: ROCK…

Ojore puts the brakes on and then launches Thunder across the ring with a huge hiptoss. Thunder then gets back up and Ojore scoops him on his shoulders, charging him into a ring-shattering powerslam…

DF: That is the end…

1……………………………….2……………………Reborn places Thunder’s foot on the bottom rope from the outside. Ojore complains to the referee but the official points to the foot on the ropes and orders the match to continue. Ojore drags Thunder up by the hair and then flips him onto his shoulders….

JK: Pumphandle….

Reborn leaps over the top rope and catches Ojore in midair with a crunching codebreaker that sends the big man staggering back into the corner and forces him to drop Thunder over the ropes onto the apron. Reborn then runs with two flying knees to Ojore’s chest before watching him stagger out and he clambers out onto the apron….

DF: SPRINGBOARD…

The crowd cheer as Reborn flies across the ring and twists Ojore into a beautiful tornado DDT…………………….1…………………..2……………..Ojore manages to kick out. Reborn gets back up and he runs off the ropes…

JK: ROLLING THUNDER!

He connects with the rolling senton splash across Ojore’s chest and then follows up with a standing moonsault………………………1………………….2…………….Ojore powers out. Reborn beckons the big man back up and then crashes a roundhouse kick against the side of his head…

DF: Reborn taking to the skies, he senses an opportunity….

Reborn quickly hurries to the corner and he slings himself up onto the top rope, where he gazes down at Ojore. He then gives a signal to the crowd, who cheer, and launches himself into the air…

JK: SHOOTING STAR PRESS!

Reborn goes airborne for the shooting star press, but Ojore has already rolled out of the way as Reborn is in the middle of turning. Somehow, Reborn lands out on his feet but he staggers a little on the landing…

DF: SPEAR….SPEAR…..SPEAR!

The crowd cheer the impact as Thunder completely wipes Reborn out with the spear and he hooks both legs…
..
..
….1
..
..
………….2
..
..
..
..
…………………….Ojore breaks up the pinfall!

JK: Reborn was done for there, no way was he kicking out…

Ojore and Thunder do battle before Ojore launches Thunder into the corner by the throat and begins to stomp on his stomach. He then whips Thunder to the opposite corner and runs in after him…

DF: Up and over…

Thunder uses the ropes to propel himself up and over the head of the oncoming Ojore before running off the ropes and flying back with a mid-air superkick that takes Ojore off his feet…………………..1…………………..2………….Ojore kicks out. Thunder gets back up and he flicks his hair from his face before making his way to the corner and climbing the ropes…

JK: FLYING LARIAT!

Thunder comes from on high and he wipes Ojore out again with the flying clothesline before he dropkicks Ojore into the corner and runs in with a shoulder tackle to the midsection. Thunder climbs onto the ropes and begins to hammer home a ten punch combo to the head of Ojore but as he gets to eight Ojore grabs him and walks him out….

DF: Thunder in trouble now…

Ojore seems destined to powerbomb Thunder down but suddenly Thunder pulls Ojore’s arms up and locks his legs around his throat…

JK: This is what Thunder calls the “Bolt Lock”….look how he is twisting the fingers of Ojore whilst he is choking him…

DF: Ojore is powerless to stop him….the monster may fall here….

The crowd are on their feet and cheering as Ojore sways around the ring and Thunder continues to choke him out. The referee is asking Ojore if he wants to quit but the big man refuses to answer, still trying to drag himself free of Thunder’s hold…

JK: This would be an amazing achievement for Thunder, a huge statement…

DF: The monster is falling…

Ojore’s legs are beginning to shake and he looks in danger of collapse as Robin Reborn scales the ropes behind them and he leaps through the air…

JK: OH GOD!

Crowd: That was awe-some x7

DF: He could have broke his neck….

Reborn dives through the air and crashes his knees against Thunder’s jaw and sends him flying from the shoulders of Ojore in a modified “doomsday device”. Thunder collapses hard on the mat as Reborn quickly covers……………………………………………………1………………………………..2…………..Ojore just manages to break it up!

JK: Thunder could be out cold…..and Ojore is still feeling the effects of that submission….

DF: If ever there was a chance for Robin Reborn to strike, this is it….

Reborn gets up and he dodges a lazy clothesline from Ojore before nailing a stiff enzeguiri that sends Ojore falling into the corner. Reborn then runs with a bronco buster before pulling Ojore out of the corner and grabs his legs….

JK: He’s trying to turn him…

DF: Sharpshooter!

Ojore’s giant legs are proving impossible to budge and eventually he swings his hips and sends Reborn flying across the ring. Ojore begins to get back up as Reborn runs to the ropes, diving into a springboard, and then floats back with an incredible moonsault legdrop across the back of Ojore’s head………………………1……………………2…………….Ojore only just manages to kick out!

JK I think the offense is beginning to take its toll on Ojore, he is floundering….

DF: Reborn just needs to keep this pace up….

Reborn climbs out onto the apron and he takes a few moments to compose himself, waiting for Ojore to rise, and then he launches himself back in…

JK: SEATED SENTON!

Reborn lands across Ojore’s chest and knocks him down before making his way over to the opposite corner and he leaps up top. The flashbulbs are going off as he looks down at Ojore and then jumps….

DF: 450 SPLASH!

JK: HE GOT IT!

The crowd cheer as Reborn lands right across Ojore’s chest and then covers…………………………1……………………………..2………………………….3!

DF: Thunder just got there in time….

Thunder pulls Reborn off the pinfall at the final second and he tries to turn him into a cloverleaf but Reborn pulls him into a small package………………..1…………………………….2………………….shoulder up. They both get back up and Reborn leaps over the top of Thunder before running off the ropes, only to return into a spinning sidewalk slam………………………………1……………………2………………..Reborn kicks out. Thunder pulls Reborn up by the head and flips him up….

JK: TEQUILA…

Reborn slams punches down into the head of Thunder and then counters with an amazing front flip sunset powerbomb, driving Thunder into the mat……………………..1……………………………2…………………..shoulder up. They get back up and Reborn nails a spinning heel kick that sends Thunder rolling under the bottom rope. Reborn then turns his attention back to Ojore….

DF: Ojore is still groggy….Reborn needs to act fast….

Ojore stumbles up and Reborn kicks him in the stomach and nails an x-factor facebuster before rolling into the corner. He begins to climb up the ropes as Ojore is rising once more….

JK: What can keep this man down?

DF: Reborn is looking for something….anything….

Reborn throws his hands in the air, basking in the cheers of the crowd, and then launches himself into a huge high-angled crossbody, only to come flying down into the clutches of Ojore…

JK: This is bad….WORLD’S STRONGEST SLAM!

DF: Just like that….Ojore rips up the script….

JK: Lookout….

Ojore drills Reborn into the mat with the sickening slam but Thunder runs across and nails a low hesitation dropkick to the face of Ojore, sending him rolling away. Thunder makes the cover…
..
..
…1
..
..
..
..
…………….2
..
..
..
………………………..3!

DF: He did it, he took the victory from right under Ojore’s nose…

JK: The monster will not be happy…

Thunder is breathing heavily as the bell rings and “Heroes are hard to find” hits the PA system. The crowd in attendance are cheering the result as the referee raises Thunder’s arm in the air…

DF: It’s been a rollercoaster these last ten days but perhaps a new chapter just opened up for Thunder, big time victory in this match and it could be onwards and upwards from here on out….

JK: All three men had their moments, it was closely fought and a thrilling scrap….but Thunder saved enough energy for one final push and it has paid off….

DF: Ojore not happy….OH MY!

The crowd boo as Ojore suddenly shoves the referee to the ground and turns Thunder around before lifting him up and nailing him with a bone-crunching WSS. The monster’s dark eyes stare at the audience as he leans over the broken body of Thunder….

JK: Ojore came here looking for retribution for what Thunder did to him and he may very well have found it….the Anarchy Champion was not victorious in this match but he certainly got the last laugh….

DF: Ojore is more dangerous than ever, can anybody really stop his reign of terror?

The boos continue as Ojore snatches his championship belt from the referee and then he stares down at Robin Reborn and Thunder before he leaves the ring. He marches back up the ramp without a backward glance as Thunder holds his ribcage in the ring, looking annoyed and stunned at what just went down.

Official result: Thunder via pinfall
Match time: 12 minutes 12 seconds

*We go backstage and the crowd so their disgust as Enforcer steps out of his locker-room to join Carlton Jacobs for an interview.

Jacobs: Enforcer, ten days removed from Day of Reckoning, the night FEAR ended and the world championship was snatched from your grasp….tell us what does the future hold for you now? And how disappointed where you to be a part of a failing effort last week?

*Enforcer grins at Jacobs, but the anger is very apparent.

Enforcer: Feeling brave are we? Let me tell you something you mealy mouth punk, things are going to change around here very quickly in the next few weeks….and when that happens, we will see how much you crack jokes then. All I have heard last week is how FEAR failed….how FEAR lost……but Enforcer did not fail…..I did not lose…..because in that match I was the most dominant, the most dangerous and by far the standout performer….it took a severe act of cowardice to stop me from winning that match….an act of betrayal that I assure you will not be forgotten….

Jacobs: You are of course referring to Mike Conrad….

Enforcer: Two points for you…of course I am talking about Conrad, he lied to me, he betrayed me and although I am not likely to cry myself to sleep about that matter, it still angers me to know he cost me what I deserve…..he is the reason I am not standing here as the world champion, and that is not something I am likely to forgive…

Jacobs: Despite that loss, tonight you have the opportunity to get back on track…the main event is scheduled, you, Jimmy Phillips and Mike Conrad will battle this evening for the chance to challenge Liam Wood for his world championship…how confident are you that you will win this match?

Enforcer: I don’t even need to dignify that with a response, I will win this match and that is all that needs to be said. I destroyed Jimmy Phillips inside the War Games structure….I beat him the week before that as well…..and here tonight I will have no problems in separating his head from his shoulders for a third time running…

Conrad, well I have no idea how he has wrangled this sort of opportunity but I promise that when this match is over…..it will be unlikely that you will ever see him inside a wrestling ring again….

*The crowd boo

Jacobs: And now that FEAR has gone….have you officially cut all ties with your former allies?

Enforcer: FEAR was filled with no mark talent and there lies in the problem…without me they would have failed long ago. Drake Callihan was a visionary but unfortunately he did not have the talent at his behest to carry out his plans….if Drake returns then perhaps we can talk business, but as for the rest….good riddance to bad rubbish…it’s time to start looking out for number one…

And that is exactly what I am…I’ll prove it once and for all when I get my shot at Liam Wood…..when he is one on one with me, no backup and nobody to save him….then you’ll see who the dominant force really is….

Get the hell out of my way…

*Enforcer pushes Jacobs to the side forcefully and then heads toward the Gorilla position.

*The scene changes and the crowd cheer as they Thunder making his way into the backstage area, clearly banged up after his altercation with Ojore. Oliver Baker is just finishing up a conversation with a crew member and then turns around to face Thunder.

Baker: Ah Thunder, fantastic display out there….exactly what we want to see…

Thunder: I’m glad someone is happy….

*Baker nods

Thunder: Because right now, despite victory, I am not very pleased….

Baker: No?

Thunder: Hell no….Ojore might be a beast, and he might be an animal…but I showed last week that he can be hurt, that everybody is vulnerable…

Baker: Yes you did…

Thunder: And I did it again tonight, before he decided to jump me from behind…

*Baker tries to read Thunder’s expression

Baker: Is there something I can help with?

Thunder: I think I speak on behalf of all my fans when I say there is a match that everyone wants to see…..nobody else might want to step inside the beast’s lair but I have no problem…..your the guy that can make it happen….me and Ojore, one on one….

*Baker seems to weigh up Thunder’s request

Baker: The will to succeed in this business will take you a very long way….I admire the fact that you do not want to cut corners…..and I have to admit that is a match I would love to see….consider it done…

*The crowd cheer and Thunder nods his head

Baker: I’ll draw up the paperwork but you can rest assured that Ojore versus Thunder for the Anarchy Championship is imminent….

*Thunder’s eyes glint at the mention of a championship bout

Thunder: It's not the world championship but I can work with it...

Baker: I am afraid your world title shot is out of my control...but I am sure a crack at Anarchy gold should tide you over...

Thunder looks barely satisified and he winces slightly, rubbing his ribs, before passing by Baker and in the direction of his locker-room. Baker rubs his hands together and the prospect of the future match.

*The scene changes once more and the crowd cheer as they see Jimmy Phillips walking out of his locker-room, dressed for the upcoming main event. Hugh Cartwright stops him…

Cartwright: Just a quick word, Jimmy…

Phillips: Shoot…

Cartwright: Big match upcoming….the chance to build upon the War Games victory and seal the number one contendership to the world championship….how important is that you continue this run?

Phillips: Because just look at the talent on this roster, if I am not winning matches then I am out of contention in the blink of an eye. Every man that represented EWF last week is riding the crest of a wave right now and it is crucial to build on that…

Cartwright: There has been a lot of talk about the “plan” that you and Mike Conrad formed months ago in order to bring FEAR crashing down….how do you respond to criticism that you never told your teammates what was happening?

Phillips: I haven’t got time for that. I don’t owe anyone an explanation, me and Mike did what we had to do and it sure as hell paid off, so I see no issues. We knew FEAR would do whatever they could to win, so we played them at their own game….we couldn’t afford to tell anyone, because quite frankly we didn’t know who we could trust….I’m more than happy with the way things went down, and if anyone has a problem with that…I’d be more than happy to explain to their face…

Cartwright: Thankfully the Fear saga is now behind us and all attention turns to the future…you could really push on here tonight with victory…..but up against Enforcer and Mike Conrad it will be a tough ask?

Phillips: Of course it will…..Enforcer, despite his personality and ego, is a tremendous competitor and nobody knows more than me that Mike Conrad is a tough son of b1tch…..they have the same aspirations that I do, the same goals and dreams so tonight is going to be one of my toughest assignments to date….but I am confident I can bring the victory home and then push forward for the championship I so desperately desire…

Cartwright: A show down between yourself and Liam Wood would be a mouth-watering proposition…but would you have a problem fighting your former teammate?

Phillips: I respect Liam, he is a very deserving champion, and I will never forget the fact we fought side by side against FEAR….but that chapter is closed now, that is the past and now I am looking very much into the future….I have always dreamed about being world champion and now is the time to make that dream a reality….so no matter who stands in my way, friend or foe….I will not hesitate to remove them…

*The crowd cheer Phillips’ intensity…

Cartwright: I wish you luck out there Jimmy…

*Phillips nods in appreciation and then heads out toward the ring

Main Event
Number one contendership
Enforcer vs Jimmy Phillips vs Mike Conrad

JK: It has been a fantastic night thus far and things are just about to get even better…

DF: It’s a party like atmosphere here in the Coliseum….FEAR have been disbanded, Drake Callihan is AWOL….this is the beginning of a new chapter for EWF wrestling…

JK: We still have Liam Wood’s world championship celebration to come, but before that we need to find out who his first challenger will be….this should be a great match….

The crowd suddenly burst to life as “Cold Ash” roars out of the PA system and Jimmy Phillips comes running out onto the stage. He moves from one side of the stage to the other, drumming up the reaction of the fans, before bouncing from one foot to the other and making his way down to the ring.

JK: Jimmy Phillips was a proud co-captain of Team EWF….helping us to that historic victory but as he says, that is in the past now and it is time to start thinking about the future…Phillips wants to be the world champion and a victory tonight will take him within touching distance…

DF: Absolutely….what these guys did for EWF is phenomenal and should never be forgotten, but it is back to business now….there is a world championship to be chasing…

Phillips slaps the hands of the fans and then he unzips his hood and hauls it into the crowd, bringing more cheers. He then leaps up onto the apron, sending red pyros bursting from all four turnbuckles, before he climbs inside the ropes.

JK: Three superstars desperate to stake their claim to the mountain top….I am expecting fireworks from this one….

Cheers are replaced by boos as “Saturday night” screams out, amid a loud procession of pyrotechnics. Enforcer then strides out into view, a determined and angry expression on his face. He stares around at the crowd before removing his vest and throwing it to the ground…

DF: Enforcer was moments away from leading FEAR to victory inside War Games and walking out as world champion….but that was snatched away from him by Mike Conrad, something that is really riling the Welsh powerhouse…

JK: Enforcer seems very keen to right the wrongs of last week….to punish Mike Conrad for his treachery and then earn his shot at Liam Wood, where he vows to prove he is the better man…

DF: Needs to get through tonight though….Phillips and Conrad aren’t going to just roll over for this guy….Enforcer is a heck of an athlete but this will not be a walk in the park…

Enforcer smirks at the boos from the crowd and then looks up at Jimmy Phillips with a burning hatred in his eyes. He walks around the ring, taking his time, before clambering up on the apron and stepping into the ring. The referee stands in between both men as they just stare at each other…

JK: So much riding on this fight….the intensity is at fever pitch….

The stare down continues and then “Schizophrenic” echoes out to another round of applause and cheers from the Elite Coliseum. There is a blast of silver and green pyros before Mike Conrad ambles out onto the stage…

DF: The nice guy is back…

JK: It was hard for the EWF fans to swallow the fact that Conrad had deserted them to join FEAR….but it turned out to be a rouse all along, he was loyal to his company always and he proved that last week as he opened the door for Liam Wood’s victory….

DF: Conrad came to the rescue at the eleventh hour and this company owes him a great deal….but the spotlight is still on him in a couple of quarters, trust has not come easily for this guy….

JK: I can understand it in a way but Conrad took a huge gamble, a massive risk to his own safety when he infiltrated FEAR…I respect him immensely for that and I believe he more than deserves this opportunity here tonight…

DF: Conrad has fought tooth and nail his entire life….and he was always overlooked as just a middle of the road guy….but his work in the last couple of months have proven that is ready to step up to the plate and challenge the elite…..he stands on the cusp right now….

Conrad slaps the hands of the fans and then he rolls under the bottom rope and climbs up in the centre of the ring. He briefly touches knuckles with Phillips and then rounds on Enforcer, a smug look on his face as he gazes at the anger in Big E’s eyes…

JK: Conrad reveling in the fact that he destroyed FEAR…

DF: I wouldn’t goad Enforcer too much…

Enforcer shoves Conrad in the chest and then Conrad responds with a push of his own. Enforcer reacts back with a huge right hand that staggers Conrad and pushes him into the corner, where he opens up with a barrage….

JK: Enforcer loading up with every punch….

Jimmy Phillips is quickly across and he grabs Enforcer by the waist before slinging him across the ring and away from Conrad. Enforcer gets back up and Phillips knocks him down with a clothesline before welcoming him up again and hiptossing him to the mat….

DF: Jimmy Phillips making sure that Conrad didn’t take a beating from Enforcer there…

JK: But there will come a point in this match when their friendship will have to be put aside…this is about a shot at the world championship after all…

DF: You are 100% correct…

Enforcer gets back to his feet and Phillips floors him with a running shoulder block before pulling him back up and suplexing him onto the mat………….1……………………..2………………shoulder up. Conrad comes out of the corner and he and Phillips drag Enforcer to his feet and they whip him off the ropes before sending him high into a double backdrop….

JK: Both men working together right now to get rid of Enforcer…

Big E holds his back as he staggers back up and both Conrad and Phillips slam into him with a double clothesline that takes him over the top rope and to the floor below. Conrad and Phillips then turn to each other and they nod in respect before locking up….

DF: They have to fight, they have no choice if they want a crack at ultimate glory…

They wrestle each other back and forth before Phillips uses his power to throw Conrad back into the corner and then charges in for a clothesline, which Conrad manages to avoid. MC rattles off with a quick right, left combo before whipping Jimmy Phillips off the ropes….

JK: Drop….

Phillips uses the ropes to hold himself back, causing Conrad to fall on his back after the attempted dropkick. Phillips then runs forward and rolls over the top of his opponent……………………….1…………………..2………….kickout. They get back up and Phillips tries to scoop Conrad onto his shoulders but Conrad elbows his way off and counters with a Russian legsweep…………………………1………………………2………………..shoulder up.

DF: If one of these men can score a fall before Enforcer gets back in the mix then this is all over….

Conrad pulls Phillips up but takes a massive uppercut to the stomach and then falls victim to a northern lights suplex…………………………1…………………….2………………..kickout. They get back up and Phillips knocks Conrad back into the corner with a big right hand before chasing in and slamming his knee against the stomach of MC. He follows up with shoulder thrusts to the midsection before lifting Conrad up onto the top rope…

JK: Phillips is making this dangerous from the get go….

Enforcer is back in the ring and he rushes over to the corner and hauls Phillips off the ropes, dropping him throat-first across the top before flattening him with a big boot. Big E then heads back to the corner and he climbs up, grabbing ahold of Conrad…

DF: Superplex….

JK: Nailed all that…

Big impact in the middle of the ring as Enforcer nails the suplex from the top and then crawls into the cover……………………..1………………………………..2…………….shoulder up from Conrad. Enforcer gets back up and he drops three consecutive elbows into the chest of Conrad before covering again……………….1……………………..2……………….kickout!

DF: Enforcer knows what it takes to be a world champion, he reigned over 6WF….he knows that you have to work harder than ever before to secure victories in this type of scenario…

Enforcer drags Conrad up and dumps him through the ropes to the outside before turning his focus back on Jimmy Phillips. He seizes Phillips by the head and drives multiple knees into the gut before whipping him off the ropes and swinging him into an urange gutbuster as he comes back….

JK: Enforcer is going after the midsection of Phillips….

Phillips is doubled up in pain as Enforcer punts him in the ribcage and then uses the ropes to leap in the air and then drive his knee down into JP’s stomach……………………1…………………………….2……………….shoulder up. Enforcer gets up and he drags Phillips to a standing position before lifting him up into a bearhug….

DF: Enforcer slowing the pace down, working at his own level now…

JK: And he has Jimmy Phillips in a whole heap of trouble right now…

Phillips is yelling in pain as Enforcer presses against his ribcage and really tries to drive all the wind out of him. The referee is asking JP if he wants to quit but he just shakes his head and tries to push himself free of Enforcer’s grip….

DF: Enforcer is extremely strong and he will not be letting go of this hold without a serious fight….

JK: Phillips needs to find a way to engineer some space, because right now his body is being tortured….

Enforcer continues to press his fists into the body of Phillips and tries to make him pass out as the popular Phillips does everything he can to squirm free. His fight is becoming less and less pronounced as Enforcer rattles him around and suddenly JP’s head begins to slump against Enforcer’s shoulder….

JK: Phillips may have passed out right now from this move, the pain too much…

DF: Enforcer is three strikes away from being the number one contender….

The referee looks over toward the timekeeper as he lifts Phillips arm in the air and then lets go…….it drops back to the side…

JK: Twice more and Phillips is done for…

The referee picks Phillips arm for a second time and then let’s go…………………it falls down once again. All the eyes in the arena are anxious as the referee lifts JP’s arm for a third time and then lets it fall……………..and it does…..

DF: GERMAN!

The crowd cheer as Conrad comes from nowhere and wraps his hands around Enforcer’s stomach before throwing him and Jimmy Phillips into a German suplex. Phillips rolls out of the ring as Conrad then slams into Enforcer with a dropkick into the corner and follows up with a big splash. He climbs onto the ropes and delivers a ten punch combo before turning around and leaping from the second ropes with Enforcer’s head tucked under his arm…

JK: Bulldog!

DF: Conrad picking up the pace….

Conrad crawls into the cover……………………………1……………………….2………………..Enforcer kicks out. Enforcer gets back up and Conrad takes him down with a belly to belly suplex before making his way over to the corner, where he begins to climb….

JK: Mike Conrad taking a risk….

DF: You have to…if you want that shot at Wood…………LEGDROP!

The flying legdrop connects from the top rope and Conrad makes the cover………………………..1…………………….2……………kickout from Enforcer. Conrad gets back up to his feet and he tries to pull Enforcer into a piledriver but Enforcer swipes his legs and then slingshots Conrad toward the turnbuckle…

DF: He got his hands up in time…

Conrad blocks the impact by placing his hands in front of his face and then he jumps onto the ropes and sunset flips over Enforcer as he gets back up……………………….1………………………….2………………shoulder up. They get back up and Conrad dodges Enforcer’s clothesline before nailing him with a spinning out sideslam before grabbing E’s legs….

JK: Boston crab….

The crowd cheer as Conrad successfully turns Enforcer over onto his stomach and into the submission hold. He pulls back on the legs, tightening the back of Big E before leaning back himself to extend the pressure….Enforcer is yelling out in pain as the referee slides down to see if he wants to quit….

DF: if Mike Conrad could make Enforcer tap out then that would be one hell of a statement…..it would really show that he is ready for the big time…

JK: Enforcer will not quit willingly….

Enforcer is trying to claw his way across to the ropes, but with little success. Conrad’s face is reddening from the pressure he is exerting but he seems to be having the desired effect as Enforcer’s yells of agony seem to be getting louder…..the referee is urging Big E to consider his options…

DF: He may have no choice but to tapout…..what else can he do?

JK: He’s going to keep trying to make those ropes….

Enforcer is drawing on reserves as he reaches out but still misses the bottom rope by some distance. His chest and face are slumped on the deck and his arm is in the air, seemingly contemplating giving up….

DF: Conrad is gonna do it…..

JK: F-U!

The crowd are stunned as Jimmy Phillips comes from nowhere and lifts Conrad onto his shoulders before nailing him with the fireman’s slam…………………..1………………………..2…………………shoulder up. Conrad gets back up and Phillips lifts him into a flapjack across the ropes before hooking his arms…

DF: FULL NELSON SLAM!

Phillips drills Conrad down into the mat and covers……………………..1……………………2…………………shoulder up. Phillips gets back to his feet and he drags Enforcer into a gutwrench before throwing him into a suplex and then he powers into the corner with a clothesline on Big E before lifting him onto his shoulders…

JK: Shades of the Bulldog….

Phillips runs across the ring and ploughs Enforcer with a powerslam……………………1…………………..2……..kickout. Phillips gets back up and he welcomes Conrad into him…

DF: T-bone…

Conrad elbows his way free and then boots Phillips in the gut, planting him with a double armed DDT……………………………..1…………………………….2…………………..shoulder up.

JK: This match is ebbing and flowing….all three men going to the limit just ten days after they walked through hell…

DF: That is the lure of the championship, this is what it will do to you….

Conrad gets back up and he ploughs into Enforcer with a clothesline before bouncing off the ropes and coming forward with a splash across Big E’s chest………………..1…………………….2……………….shoulder up. He pulls Enforcer up into a front facelock…

JK: Jackhammer….

Enforcer floats over the back and he pushes Conrad away, causing him to slam into Jimmy Phillips and send JP from the ring. Conrad then staggers back around and Enforcer gorilla presses him into the air before slamming him down on the mat….

DF: That is the sort of strength that Enforcer is packing….

Conrad staggers back up to a vertical base and Enforcer scoops him up into a package over his shoulder and nails a back to belly piledriver (Sheamus’ White Noise)……..Conrad is completely flat out as Enforcer goes to the corner and climbs the ropes….

JK: Not often you see Enforcer go to the limit…….FLYING ELBOW!

DF: He should maybe do it more often….

Enforcer drives his elbow down into the chest of Conrad and he makes the cover………………………..1…………………….2……………Conrad kicks out. Big E takes a look at Conrad, who is holding his chest and struggling to get up, and then walks to the corner and kneels down, waiting for his moment to strike…

JK: Enforcer thinks Conrad is sufficiently hurt…he likes his chances….

DF: Blink and you will miss it….FACECHECK!

Enforcer comes sprinting across and dives into the flying forearm but Conrad ducks out of the way just in time, sending Enforcer rolling across the ring. Big E gets back up and Conrad leaps in toward him…

JK: DUSTBUSTER!

Enforcer blocks the RKO and he pushes Conrad against the ropes before scooping him up onto his shoulders when Conrad returns….

DF: Torture rack!

JK: This could spell the end….

The crowd groan and boo as Enforcer holds Conrad on his shoulders and begins to really press down on his head, whilst pushing his shoulders up into the spine of his foe. Conrad is crying out in pain but refusing to quit…

DF: Conrad is a brave guy, he will not go down without a fight…

JK: But there is no way to combat this move…

Enforcer is really cranking up the pressure but Conrad just will not throw in the towel, rejecting every opportunity to quit. Enforcer’s grip is starting to slacken slightly so he lets Conrad slip down his shoulders a little and then runs forward…

DF: DEATH VALLEY DRIVER!

JK: IT’S OVER…

Enforcer crushes Conrad’s head into the mat and then hooks both of his legs……………………..1……………………….2…………………….Jimmy Phillips breaks up the count!

DF: I thought Enforcer had it…

Enforcer gets back up and he tries to big boot Phillps but JP dodges it and pushes Enforcer into the ropes before spinning him into a huge spinebuster on the comeback. Phillips stands tall and he pounds his chest before beginning to stalk Enforcer, waiting for him to rise…

JK: Phillips has his eyes on the prize…..TOUCHDOWN!

Phillips tries to take Enforcer out with the “rock bottom” but Big E elbows his way free and then he follows Phillips into the corner for a running splash but JP rolls aside, sending Enforcer clattering into the turnbuckle. Phillips then runs off the adjacent ropes…..

DF: GAME-CHANGER!

The whole arena bursts into cheers as Phillips almost decapitates Enforcer with his trademark clothesline, but the impact sends Enforcer rolling out of the ring to the outside. Phillips looks annoyed and contemplates rolling out to get Big E back in but Conrad sneaks behind him and pulls him into a schoolboy……………………1………………..2…………………shoulder up!

JK: That would have been a disaster for Phillips…

Phillips quickly scurries back up and he sends Conrad crashing into the mat with a beautiful t-bone suplex……………………..1…………………………..2…………..Conrad just gets his shoulder up. Phillips begins to stalk his friend….

DF: Phillips is determined to leave this match victorious….he is willing to do whatever he has to…

Phillips welcomes Conrad back up and he tries to pull him in place for the “Touchdown” but Conrad fights his way free, dazing Phillips in the melee….

JK: DUST…

Conrad looks for the RKO but Phillips slips his hands underneath Conrad’s arms and drags him into a full nelson….

DF: Masterlock….

JK: Conrad on the brink of defeat…

Phillips can’t quite lock his hands at the top of Conrad’s neck and MC is desperately trying to fight out before he sits down into an inverted jawbreaker that sends Phillips staggering back into the corner. Conrad crawls back up and he rushes into a flying splash before pulling Phillips out and nails a jackhammer………………….1…………………………2……………..Phillips just manages to get his shoulder up.

JK: That was very close….

Conrad rolls back up and he wills Phillips to stand before diving in and trying to nail the RKO, but Phillips pushes him away to the ropes and then runs after him…

DF: Up and over…

Conrad pulls down the top rope and sends Phillips flying over and to the outside of the ring. Enforcer rolls back in on the opposite side, unawares to Conrad, and he sprints forward as MC turns around…

JK: FACECHECK!

Conrad sidesteps and sends Enforcer crashing into the turnbuckle before he jumps on his back as he comes out. He slips his hands around Enforcer’s neck…

DF: Sleepy time…

JK: The sleeper hold is synched…

The crowd are cheering again as Conrad has the sleeper hold in tight, whilst he is hanging off the ground for more leverage. Enforcer is teetering, struggling to stay upright, and then he tumbles down to one knee….

DF: Conrad is going to put Enforcer to sleeper….he is going to be the number one contender…

Enforcer is waving his arms in desperation, trying to fight back, but he cannot move himself out of Conrad’s grip. His face is reddening and his eyes are drooping as Conrad pulls on his windpipe and really cuts off the circulation. Enforcer refuses to quit but he quickly becomes unresponsive and the referee grabs his arm….

JK: Are we witnessing the end?

The referee raises Enforcer’s arm and it drops once………………….then it drops for a second time….he lifts it into the air on a third occasion and then lets it go….it falls…..

DF: He’s still fighting against it….

Enforcer’s arm somehow shoots back into the air and his whole body tenses as he tries to push himself back up to a vertical base. Conrad is holding on for dear life, trying to put Enforcer down once and for all, but Big E staggers back into the corner and crushes Conrad against the turnbuckle….

JK: Enforcer out of jail for the time being….

Enforcer staggers away, rubbing his neck, and then Conrad runs out toward him, only for E to lift him up and spin him into a powerslam. Enforcer staggers into the corner and he beckons Conrad to his feet….

DF: FACECHECK…

Phillips reaches in from under the bottom rope and he grabs Big E’s legs before dragging him under to the outside of the ring. They begin to trade with shots near the announce table, both leveling their opponent with ferocious punches…

JK: Brawl for all right here in front of us…

DF: LOOKOUT!

Crowd: That was awe-some x5

Mike Conrad runs across and suicide dives through the middle ropes, clattering into both Enforcer and Phillips on the outside of the ring. Conrad staggers back up and he ploughs Enforcer’s head into the announce table three times before dragging him around and dumping him back into the ring. Conrad then looks at Phillips apologetically before pulling him up and suplexing him across the announce table, leaving Phillips to writhe in pain…

DF: Conrad doing what he has to….taking Phillips out of commission…

Conrad climbs back up onto the apron and he scales the ropes before jumping off and knocking Enforcer down with a shoulder tackle in the middle of the ring. Enforcer then staggers back up and Conrad swings him into a sidewalk slam……………………1…………………………..2…………………….shoulder up. Conrad gets to his feet and he pulls Enforcer up before attempting a powerbomb…

JK: Enforcer is not going to budge….

Three times Conrad tries to lift Enforcer but each time Big E puts on the brakes and then counters with a backdrop. Conrad gets back up and Enforcer lifts him into an inverted atomic drop before scooping him up and nailing a pumphandle slam………………………….1…………………………..2……………..Conrad just gets his shoulder up. Enforcer beckons Conrad up and almost takes his head with a bicycle kick before making his way to the corner…

DF: Second time in one night that Enforcer is going to the top….

JK: He wants that world title shot more than anything…

DF: He’s a 300 pound man…no way….OH WOW!

JK: MOONSAULT!

Enforcer defies gravity as he gets some serious hang time on the moonsault, flying through the air and back down toward Conrad, only for MC to drive his knees up into the stomach of Enforcer, sending him rolling across the ring in agony. Conrad sucks it up, drawing on the support of the crowd, and then gets up…

DF: Conrad stopped himself from being crushed there…

JK: He’s worked an opening….DUSTBUSTER!

DF: Conrad is the winner….

The whole arena erupts as Conrad plants Enforcer with the RKO and he gleefully hooks both legs…
..
..
..
…1
..
..
..
…………………2
..
..
..
..
……………………..3!

JK: JIMMY PHILLIPS!

The referee’s hand is just about to touch down for the three when Phillips dives from nowhere to break up the count. Enforcer rolls out of the ring to get away from the action as Phillips and Conrad get back to their feet and begin to trade with huge punches…

DF: These two men are the best of friends but tonight isn’t about friendship…

Phillips’ punches seem to possess more power and he rocks Conrad onto his heels before grabbing his arm and whips him across the ring. Conrad comes back and ducks a clothesline before heading of the opposite side…

JK: Headscissors!

The crowd applaud as Conrad leaps into the air and sends Phillips flying with a headscissors takedown. They get back up and Conrad kicks Phillips in the stomach before attempting a piledriver….

DF: Countered….ALABAMA SLAM!

Phillips nails Conrad with the slam and makes the cover……………………..1………………………….2……………………shoulder up. Phillips gets to his feet and he tries to lift Conrad into a dominator but Conrad drops off the back and counters with a neckbreaker…………………….1…………………….2………………..kickout!

JK: These two men are leaving nothing to chance…it is all being left in the ring tonight….

Conrad gets back up and he tries to work an opening for the RKO but Phillips pushes him into the corner and chases in for a splash, only to eat a big boot to the face. Phillips staggers back as Conrad lifts himself onto the second rope and jumps off….

DF: Double axe…

JK: TOUCHDOWN!

Conrad is caught coming down and JP almost nails the “rock bottom” before Conrad counters with a mic check…………………………..1………………………2……………..Phillips just gets his shoulder up. Conrad pulls JP back up and nails him with a piledriver….

DF: That should do it..

1.
..
….2
..
..
…………….Phillips kicks out once more!

JK: Conrad is shocked….

DF: Phillips has a ton of resiliency….

Conrad asks the referee if it was a three but the official tells him it was a two count. Conrad breathes deeply and then beckons Phillips to get back up to his feet…

JK: Conrad leaning for the kill……DUST…

Phillips tries to counter into the “masterlock” again but this time Conrad grabs his head and nails a modified stunner instead. Phillips falls back into the ropes and then comes forward as Conrad grabs ahold of him…

DF: TOUCHDOWN!

JK: Conrad trying to use Phillips’ own move…

JP elbows his way out and then he lifts Conrad up onto his shoulders and nails a Samoan drop…………………..1………………………2………………shoulder up. Phillips gets back to his feet and he waits for Conrad to rise before running at him…

DF: GAME-CHANGER…

Conrad ducks the clothesline from hell and then kicks Phillips in the stomach and lifts him into a powerbomb but JP jumps out the back and spins Conrad around…

JK: TOUCHDOWN!

DF: HE GOT HIM!

The crowd burst into cheers as Phillips nails the “rock bottom” on Conrad and he hooks the leg….
..
..
..
..
….1
..
..
..
..
…………..2
..
..
..
..
………………………….3!

JK: Phillips is the number one contender….

The crowd are ready to celebrate when Enforcer suddenly dives across and interrupts the pinfall just before the three count. Phillips tries to scramble up quickly but he has no idea what Enforcer is carrying…

DF: OH GOD!

The crowd begin to boo violently as Enforcer drags a sledgehammer up and he smashes it right into Phillips’ face, leaving him completely motionless on the mat. Enforcer laughs at the boos of the crowd and then throws the hammer away before running off the ropes as he waits for Conrad to stand…

JK: FACECHECK FOR EMPHASIS…

The crowd are shocked and angry as Enforcer knocks Conrad down with the flying forearm and he covers……………………………1………………………………..2…………………………..3!

DF: It’s finished….Enforcer is the number one contender…

“Saturday Night” blasts out and the crowd in the Coliseum are booing from the rafters as Enforcer is declared victorious. He stares down at Phillips and Conrad with a look of mingled satisfaction and hatred before ripping his arm out of the referee’s clutches and climbing from the ring…

JK: An exceptional contest between three of the elite superstars on this roster….all three had copious chances to win that match but when it was over, Enforcer sealed victory….with that goddamn sledgehammer…

DF: Triple threat rules mean no disqualification, I don’t like it but Enforcer did nothing wrong….he did what he had to in order to win….and now he will move on to face Liam Wood for the world championship…

Enforcer stands at the top of the stage, smugly smiling at the boos from the crowd, and then he motions a belt around his waist and exits the scene. In the ring, Conrad is hurting but he is able to crawl over and check on Phillips, who is still out from the hammer shot.

JK: Still the world championship coronation to come ladies and gentlemen…..time to honour Liam Wood for what he achieved last week…

Official result: Enforcer via pinfall on Mike Conrad
Match time: 18 minutes 31 seconds

*The action goes backstage once more and Oliver Baker is standing in the presence of a tall, muscular man. The unknown man has an arrogant smile on his face and is dressed in jeans and a vest with the word “Perfection” on the front. Baker looks into the camera.

Baker: As you all know, it is my duty to scour the world for the greatest talents available. Now that I am back and able to fulfill my duties once more I am delighted to welcome a new signing to the EWF roster….

*The man behind Baker smirks and cracks his knuckles

Baker: This is Jonathan Daniels….6’6…..325 pounds……..a destructive powerhouse if ever I saw one…..on behalf of EWF I would like to welcome Daniels to our roster….and announce that next week he will make his debut for this company…

*Daniels steps forward and looks into the camera

Daniels: Take a good long look at perfection….because week in, week out you are going to witness me….”Mr Perfection” running roughshod over the EWF roster….I am going to destroy anything and anyone in my path and I will not stop until championship gold is resting around my waist….because I am better than you all….perfection is what I do, perfection is what I am all about…..get ready to witness history in the making!

*The crowd boo Daniels’ cocky demeanor before he backs off and exits the scene, leaving Oliver Baker looking pleased.

JK: This is it ladies and gentlemen, the moment we have been waiting for all night….

DF: There has been a party atmosphere up in the Coliseum all night and now it is time to do this properly….

*The Hypertron switches on and the crowd in the arena cheer as we get a message that reads “Day of Reckoning”.

JK: WHAT IN THE WORLD!

Crowd: What the (beep) x20

DF: Is this happening?

Every single person in the arena is stood in awe as Enforcer’s flying facecheck is intercepted in midair but Mike Conrad who catches him and drills him down with an RKO. Conrad quickly rolls out of the ring and into the aisleway, where he and Jimmy Phillips make eye contact….

JK: What the hell is going on?

DF: Mike Conrad…my god Conrad….

There is a continued staredown between Phillips and Conrad and then the crowd pop as they slap their hands together and hug at the bottom of the aisleway. Inside the ring, Enforcer is all over the place as he gets back up….he looks out of the doorway at Phillips and Conrad, stood side by side, and both men give him the thumbs down as his eyes widen….

JK: WORLD EATER!

DF: YES…..YES…..YES!

Crowd: ONE……
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
………………..TWO
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
..
……………………THREE!

*Ultra pop

JK: OH HELL YES….

DF: HE DID IT…..THEY DID IT……WE WON!

Ding ding ding

JK: Extraordinary scenes here inside the Elite Coliseum….

Rick Ambrose: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner………..representing Team EWF (Crowd pop)…………….and the NEW EWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION………..THE VIPER…..LIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMM WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!

DF: WHAT A MATCH…..WHAT A NIGHT….WHAT AN HISTORIC MOMENT….

JK: TAKE A BOW TEAM EWF…..LIAM WOOD YOU ARE THE NEW WORLD CHAMPION…OH MY GOD WHAT A MOMENT THIS IS….

The crowd are in utter pandemonium as “666” blasts out of the speakers and Liam Wood is knelt over the blood-stained body of Enforcer. The War Games cell is beginning to lift back into the rafters as the referee walks over to Wood with the TV Championship and his newly won EWF World Championship….

DF: Liam Wood is the sole survivor….he is a double champion….he is the man….

JK: And this night belongs to him and the rest of Team EWF, they brought it like never before and they have condemned FEAR to the mortuary….the war is over and there is a new power in town….

Wood is still on his knees, looking at the championships in front of him, and tears begin to roll from his eyes as he pulls both belts toward his chest. There is a deafening ovation from the fans as Wood staggers over to the turnbuckle and poses….

*We go back live and there are huge chants of “E-dub-f” and “We want Viper”. A countdown then appears on the screen and the audience count along with gusto.

Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Four
Three
Two
One..

*A voice screams out

Voice: ARE YOU READY?

*Crowd pop

*Suddenly pyrotechnics every colour of the rainbow begin to explode up into the air, illuminating the arena. The processions lasts for a whole minute and then the lights dim and “666” blasts out of the PA system to an almighty pop. Flames dance from the stage and then another wave of pyros launch out as Rick Ambrose gets on the mic…

Rick Ambrose: Ladies and gentlemen…………….please get on your feet for the NEW EWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION……..The Viper………….LIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMM WOOOOOOOOODDD!

DF: What an ovation….what a moment….

JK: This is incredible…

*Every fan in the arena is on their feet and going wild as Liam Wood suddenly appears in the entranceway of the stage. He has a broad smile on his face, unable to keep composed, and the cameras zoom in on the two championships wrapped around his waist. Emmy is by his side, linking his arm, and the noise seems to be growing by the instant…

JK: Nobody deserves this moment more than Liam Wood…..he proved last week that he is EWF through and through….he walked through hell, he survived the war….and when it was all said and done, he was crowned the new world champion…

*The ring has been decked out with a red canvass and there are more eruptions as confetti and balloons begin to fall from the rafters, showering the whole arena. Liam Wood and Emmy are beaming at the reception and then they climb up into the ring. Wood seems almost dumbfounded as Emmy kisses him on the cheek and orders him to take to the turnbuckles….

DF: These fans can’t get enough….i’ve got goosebumps…

Wood takes to all four corners in turn and he unstraps the world championship and TV Championship from around his waist and holds them in the air, much to the delight of the fans. Flashbulbs are going off from every corner and Emmy is stood in the centre of the ring applauding along with the crowd and the crew members…..

JK: What an emotional night this is….

Wood has tears in his eyes as he kisses the championship belts and then drops back down into the centre of the ring. He walks over to Emmy and they hug before kissing, drawing another cheer from the fans around ringside. Huge chants of “Li-am Wood” ring around in unison….

DF: I knew it was going to be a party….but my….

Rick Ambrose is smiling at Liam Wood and they shake hands as Ambrose passes the champion a microphone and then exits the ring. The cheers continue as Wood paces back and forth, almost struggling to find his voice…

JK: Wood seems choked up…

DF: I’m not surprised….listen to this…

The whole arena seems to be rocking with the atmosphere that the fans are generating. Wood twirls the mic and looks at Emmy, who urges him to start talking with an affectionate smile. Wood nods his head and holds the microphone up….

Wood: Thank you so much…

*Crowd pop

Wood: I truly mean that from the bottom of my heart. From the moment I walked through those doors back at the Iron Man you have always been on my side, gave me the support I needed….and it is thanks to each and everyone of you that I had the determination to push myself to the top….without all of you, without Emmy by my side….none of this would have been possible….so believe when I tell you….THANKYOU!

Crowd: You are awe-some x10

Wood: I have dreamed ever since day one that one day I would stand here in front of all of you with this…

*He holds the world championship above his head

Wood: Although I am the proud holder of the TV Championship, a belt I have no plans on relinquishing….it has always been my desire to be the world heavyweight champion. And it took a lot of work, a lot of ups and downs but I knew that with my talent, with your support and this beautiful woman by my side….anything was possible…

*Crowd cheer

Wood: Not only did I want to be the man that destroyed FEAR once and for all…I wanted to see my name up in lights, to truly cement my place in the history books…..and together we achieved that……because although this championship may belong to me, I did it for all of you……tonight is our night, our celebration…our moment that will live forever…

Crowd: Let’s go Viper…..x10

Wood: For all the boys in the back….for all the production team, technical staff, Rick Ambrose, JK and Don Franklin….the interviewers….all of you that pay your money and keep our dreams alive…I did this for all of you….to breathe new life into EWF….to make this company stand out from the crowd…

We can’t control what the future may bring….but for now we can enjoy this moment….we can bask in the glory….

*Wood and Emmy look into each other’s eyes and smile

Wood: And I would also like to dedicate this moment to another man….a man that made all of this possible….a man that is the reason why we all stand here today…………….Mr Daniel Magnusson, this is for you sir!

*Crowd pop

Crowd: We want Dan-iel x10

JK: Fantastic respect from Liam Wood…

DF: What a moment….

JK: OH MY!

Another huge pop from the crowd as “The Boss” hits the speakers and all eyes turn to the stage as Daniel Magnusson, alongside his wife Sofia make their way out onto the stage. Liam Wood looks shocked for a moment and then smiles broadly…

DF: Did you know he was here?

JK: I had no idea….but Magnusson is not one to miss a party…

DF: This night just gets better….

Daniel Magnusson is smiling broadly as he and his wife make their way down to ringside, shaking hands with the fans as they do so. Liam Wood moves to the ropes to hold them open as Mr and Mrs Magnusson climb inside, to another huge ovation from the crowd. Magnusson and Wood look at each other and then shake hands before hugging in the middle of the ring…

JK: What a special moment….

Sofia Magnusson and Emmy smile at each other as Wood and Daniel Magnusson continue to talk to each other in the middle of the ring. Rick Ambrose then passes another mic to his boss…

Crowd: Wel-come back x10

Magnusson: It feels great to be back…

*Crowd pop

Magnusson: I have to tell you, this right here is one of the greatest moments of my life. I truly did think this company was in serious jeopardy when I was put in the hospital a few weeks ago but thanks to the amazing effort of each and every member of Team EWF here we are….a new chapter…..a new lease of life into this company…

*Crowd cheer again

Magnusson: And I am eternally grateful to them all for what they have done for me personally and professionally….they fought off the threat of FEAR and they condemned them to the dirt….Drake Callihan and his band of highwaymen are banished from this building….

*Crowd ultra pop

Magnusson: Never do I want to see that conniving rat face around these parts, we have all had enough of that to last us a life time……but tonight is not about what happened between EWF and FEAR, tonight is a celebration….a party to commemorate the efforts of a truly special talent…….ladies and gentlemen please join me in congratulating the NEW EWF WORLD CHAMPION….LIAM WOOD!

*The whole arena explodes once more with cheers and chants. Liam Wood thanks Daniel Magnusson and Sofia Magnusson for their support.

DF: I think this party is going to last way into the night….

JK: I think our broadcast is nearly over…

“Good evening EWF”

DF: What the…?

*All eyes in the building have suddenly turned to the Hypertron. Liam Wood, Daniel Magnusson, Emmy and Sofia Magnusson look completely perplexed at what they are seeing. Drake Callihan seems to be standing in a ring somewhere, alongside another man and the 6CW World Champion, Nate Jack. The man next to Callihan soon becomes clear as the Mr Jones, the head honcho of 6CW wrestling.

JK: Do you know what is happening here?

DF: Not a clue…

*The screen switches to a dual broadcast as the camera flicks back and forth between Jones standing smugly in the 6CW ring and the inhabitants of the EWF ring looking on in shock

MJ: My apologies, this is dreadfully rude of me to introduce myself in this way. Not the best of first introductions but it certainly delivers the bang I wanted!!!!!!!

*Jones smiles

MJ: You are probably asking yourself what is happening, I can see from the look on the faces of everybody in both arena’s that you are all in a state of shock

The camera once again changes view between the EWF arena and back to 6CW, Nate Nack is standing mouth open, Liam Wood stands defiant

MJ: The unknown can do that, there is nothing that people FEAR more than the unknown but let me take away that concern, that dread. Let me tell you a story.

Are you sitting comfortably?

*The camera shows Nate and Wood staring intently

MJ: OK so I’ll begin

Many months ago my brother, Drake and I formulated a plan; we had a vision, a dream if you will. We saw a gap in a market, a gap that would lead us to huge personal fortune. But before that dream could even get off the ground we were swept out of the market, we were gazumped by the launch of two companies…………….6CW and EWF

DF: Callihan and Jones are brothers?

JK: This bad...

But this is no sob story. I am not looking for sympathy. I am merely trying to show you exactly how far my authority stretches. I want to make it clear the meticulous planning that culminates tonight. Everything that has happened in the past eight months is because I wanted it to happen. I have that authority. I am that powerful. Nothing happens by chance

We targeted 6CW and EWF like a cancer. We understood their weaknesses; we knew how to get what we wanted and we took them apart piece by piece. Two very different companies but in the end the same result.

Firstly 6CW a small UK company, looking for re-growth to rid themselves of their past, run by an idiot who thought he knew everything about the business but lacked the financial clout to really get things started. The way in was easy, we went there with an open cheque book and they opened the doors wide open. It was like stealing candy from a baby, I still can’t believe how easy it was, they barely put up a fight

*Jones laughs as Nate cracks his neck not losing eye contact

MJ: EWF however was a different nut to crack. They were backed by a huge multi-national company, we needed to go in on the ground, we needed to spread FEAR, so we created a virus designed to destroy EWF from the inside out. I’ll admit Mr. Wood we did not see last week’s events coming. I applaud your machismo, your strength in adversity. It all seems a shame that in the end it all means nothing

*Daniel Magnusson grabs a microphone

DM: What in the hell are you talking about. EWF won at Day of Reckoning that was the deal, FEAR loses then they lose their share of the company to me. I own 100% of EWF; you have no right to be interrupting my show!!!!!!!!!!

*Jones laughs

MJ: Oh but that is where you are very wrong. You see there were some very last minute changes made to the contract of that match before Day of Reckoning. The way it was explained to me was that due to a change in ownership of shares, it was no longer possible for that stipulation to remain and as a result the only thing on the line during the War Games match was that belt that Liam Wood is clinging onto

*Magnusson looks on puzzled

DM: Don’t be crazy. I didn’t agree to sell any shares

*Jones smiles once more

MJ: But you didn’t have to Daniel, we all know who the real owner was, where the money came from that you used to purchase those shares

*The camera focuses on Sofia Magnusson who is crying and mouthing the words sorry to her husband

MJ: You see, your wife loves you very much and she was very concerned for your health, especially after the horrendous beating you took only weeks before the PPV. She was at her wits end; she really didn’t know where to turn so she looked for advice, a shoulder to cry on if you will

A shoulder of a man who has been giving financial advice to your dear wife for perhaps seven or so months now, a man she trusts.

*Jones has an evil smile

MJ: And that man gave your wife a way out, a solution that would end all this pain, all this worry.

He suggested an Authority that would be willing to make her a sizeable offer for her shares. A deal that would bring her and her beloved husband the safety that she craved.

It’s romantic really Daniel, all she wanted to do was protect you!!!!!!!!

*Magnusson is looking at his wife, shaking his head as she cries begging for forgiveness.Jones has a huge grin on his face

MJ: Any guesses for the new owners of that half of the company?????

*Jones’ demeanour changes

MJ: FEAR was only the beginning. FEAR was a show of strength, of my Authority. But it was not everything. FEAR was just the start of The Authority flexing its muscles; the power of The Authority stretches globally. This, tonight is not an overnight thing, this is careful, meticulous planning.For the past year the Soldiers of Authority have been working tirelessly to ensure that the target objective is reached and tonight as I stand before you is when all the plans, all the hard work comes to fruition.

*Jones smiles once more, drinking in the atmosphere as both Feds look on

MJ: This is global domination and there is nothing you can do about it

I promised everybody that a change was coming; I gave you all fair warning and tonight, right now is the time when you all get to see what the future of professional wrestling looks like.

6CW/EWF as single entities are no more, they are now under the power of The Authority. This is our time, this is our show, this is our whole f*****g universe. There is no alternative, no escape.

You are either a Soldier or a casualty of War!!!!!!!!

*Jones offers his hand to Nate who takes a step back. Suddenly both rings are surrounded by men in black masks each wearing t-shirts emblazoned with S.O.A

*Jones’ eyes narrow

MJ: With us or against us??????

*Nate and Wood drop their respective belts and adopt a fighting stance

*Jones smiles

MJ: As you wish!!!!

*With that Jones and Callihan exit the 6CW ring, looking up at the video screen Jones lifts the microphone once more

MJ: Destroy them all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*On Jones’ order both shows go off air as The Soldiers of Authority flood the two rings

The following press statement is released on behalf of The Authority

At 23:00pm on the 28th July 2013 the necessary paper work was filed to officially integrate all EWF assets into the portfolio of 6CW.

With immediate effect the following will apply:

All image rights and references to EWF are now owned by 6CW

All EWF employees will be assessed against as yet un-described criteria to deem their compatibility to 6CW and will be informed of their future employment status in due course

6CW will in the interim continue to run operations from their UK base at the Copper Box Arena in East London. The Authority is undertaking a strategic review of current estate and expansion plans will be developed outlining a plan for growth and global maximization.

Discussions are currently ongoing as to define schedules for future 6CW events. An update will be delivered in due course.