6CW Anarchy Wednesday 11th September

6CW Anarchy Wednesday 11th September

Match One
UK Championship Tournament First Round

Mike Conrad vs. Jack Hurst

*GazzyD vs Max Adamson Contract Signing

Match Two
UK Championship Tournament First Round

Alejandro Suarez vs. Jimmy Phillips

Match Three

Max Adamson vs. Blade

Match Four
UK Championship Tournament First Round

Marty Helms vs. Robin Reborn

Match Five
Fatal Fourway

DeMarcus Brown vs Chaos vs Jonathan Daniels vs Mike Masters

Match Six

Liam Wood/Vincent Costello vs. Enforcer/Tyler Roth

Match Seven
UK Championship Tournament First Round

Thunder vs Ojore

Main Event

Nate Nack/??? vs. Orthrus/Edward Plague

*Card subject to change*.

The following is a Robin Reborn promo filmed right at the end of the last show:-

We start with a fuzzy black and white screen and can hear a man shouting from the second the shot begins

"Is this thing on?! Is this--why cant I see my face, people need to see what the god damn it hell has happened to my face!"

The camera flicks into life and we see a close up of a bloodied nose and cut open lips. As the camera zooms out we first see the face of Robin Reborn, soaked in blood that is still seemingly pouring out from the top of his head, and then ripped clothes and quite clearly beaten down arms and chest.

RR "Look at me! 6CW, play this damn tape on air. This is what that monster thinks it takes to keep Robin Reborn down?! No, no, no! Not today, not any day! I can take a beating, man, I get the **** back up too! But not on these terms! You don't come at me in the parking lot at the end of the show, you lump of ****!"

Robin is now pacing with the camera in hand, and we can see bloody hand prints on the wall of the building, and see we are outside the 6CW Arena in the car park.

He keeps pacing "I got time to heal. Next time you see Robin Reborn I'm gonna go out there and prove to you that the crown is slipping. I'm gonna take it all out on poor Marty Helms. This UK Championship? Man, I dont care no more. The boy Helms is gonna feel the wrath another man deserves. I'm gonna go out into that ring and prove you cant keep me down. And then I'm gonna show you the power I have to kick a man's head off, before the grace to fall from the skies and drill the wind out of him."

Suddenly, he stops. He breathes in deep, eyes closed, head back, embracing the air of the night. Then he smiles, with blood in his teeth. "Oh Man of War, I'll bring you what you crave. And I'll take that XTreme Championship straight afterwards too. I'll be the man you just can't keep down. I'm the Prince, put your crown on the ground!"


The camera drops to the floor and we can hear Reborn shout "I'm the Future King!" before we fade out of shot.

The scene opens at the next edition of Anarchy  live from the Cooper Box arena London, the camera spins around the raucous crowd before stopping at the announce table where broadcast partners and brothers  Harold and Henry are positioned.

HA: Good evening ladies and gentlemen I’m Harold joined as always at ringside by my brother Henry and this is 6CW, what a show we have lined up for you tonight, drama, conflict and total non-stop action from start to finish.

HE: Will you can the dramatics for just one minute, before half the audience switch off because of your ramblings…

As the brothers squabble a deep southern American accent booms out over the in-house announce system:

Man: You shouldn't try to understand what you can’t control, instead you should...

Run

The Godfather music hits and a single red rose appears on the tron, thorns begin to wrap themselves around the flower as the words Costello’s Law appear alongside the rose.

HE: Thank god, someone who has something worth listening two, one of the number one contenders for the EWF world championship and my new personal favourite superstar Vincent Costello.

Costello stands on the ramp dressed in a smart three piece suit he unbuttons the jacket, nonchalantly raise one arm in the air and shouts Costello’s Law at the top of his voice. The fans begin to boo loudly.

HA: The fans don’t exactly warm to Mr Costello do they?

HE: Of course they don’t, there jealous, I mean just look at Vincent, he’s a star!

Costello swaggers down to the ring, an almost sarcastic, smug look all over his face. Vincent collects a microphone from the ring announcer as he enters the ring via the steel steps.

As Costello brings the microphone to his lips, the crowd begin to boo again, Costello smiles and continues…

VC: Now, now, now settle down, settle down, I know this is London, the city of unsophisticated, uneducated, pale, American wannabes but please show some decorum.

HA: Costello continuing to endear himself to this hostile crowd!?!

VC: I stand here after giving Liam Wood the beating of his life last week and subjecting him to yet another defeat at the hands of Costello’s law. You know what Liam? Sometimes in life you have to just admit when you’re bested, you can’t beat me, I know it, you know, every fat ass sitting in this arena knows it, you just don’t have what it takes!

In fact if I was you I would be ashamed, I would be embarrassed, how can you strap that title around your waist? How can you call yourself the best? When I held that title I was living, breathing proof of the very best the company had to offer, I beat every challenger and I defeated every contender on my way to the gold, yet you have had your shoulders pinned to the mat by nearly every wrestler in the back, shameful! No wonder the Authority doesn’t believe in you and no wonder why no one in back shows you any respect.

Seasoned veterans, future hall of famers like Enforcer respect me, because he sees a kindred spirit in Vincent Costello, he sees and respects me as a true student of the game, not some jumped up punk who’s spends too much time uploading videos and tweeting to be taken seriously as competitor, someone who cares more about what these idiots think that getting the W in the win column.

You can scratch last week up to interference, injustice or prejudice but let’s face it Liam, you just don’t have what it takes to beat me.

So once again just like I did before I became the longest ever reigning and most dominant EWF champion ever when I put Jason Sparkx down I stand here your champion elect!

Costello’s Law says: the kind is dead…long live the king!

Costello throws one arm above his head and the Godfather music hits; he climbs the turnbuckle and motions a title belt around his waist as the scene ends.

The following takes place immediately after Viper's in ring promo
 
As the fans continue to chant Liam Wood's name he starts to pace impatiently, continuing to fire the crowd up and motioning for somebody to answer his challenge. Just as Liam shrugs his shoulders in frustration that he would not get a response, Saturday Night blasts around the arena.
 
HE: Oh yes! Business is about to pick up, The Viper could regret issuing an open challenge. Enforcer has answered and he has been on a dominant roll for months!
 
HA: I don't think Liam will be too worried, look at the grin on his face. He can't wait to get his hands on the man who cost him his match against Costello. And from the reaction of this crowd they feel exactly the same, the boos are deafening.
 
HE: These morons don't know what they are talking about, The Authority is taking this company to new heights - and Enforcer is spearheading their actions.
 
On the ramp Enforcer is stood still at the top of the ramp glaring at Liam, neither man taking their eyes off the other.
 
E: You still don't see it do you Liam? We're not trying to martyr you or send a message to the locker room...we don't need to. It has been the same throughout history, evolve or die. Anyone in the back who can't conform to the way things are now will soon be gone - with or without you.

You say that a good friend stopped you from joining us. You may consider him a friend now, but believe me he has persuaded you to make the worst decision of your career.

I'm a fair man and whilst I have no problem in injuring people or shortening careers, I don't want to come between two best friends. Think about what you're doing, you may be willing to throw away your livelihood, but are you willing to risk your friendship to resentment? You will end up blaming Thunder for everything that is coming to you - and I don't want to be responsible for that.
 
HE: The crowd are booing, but Enforcer is showing what a great man he is. How many people on our roster would think of others like that...not Liam Wood for one!
 
HA: That's crap and you know it, Enforcer doesn't give a damn about anyone or anything and this crowd can see through him. From the look on Liam's face he isn't buying it either!
 
E: I can see that you're not going to take my advice, so I guess I should address our match at Anarchy. I have the honour of teaming with the baddest man on the planet and someone who I know will do what is best for business. With the guidance of The Authority he is going to be a huge star in the very near future and I look forward to seeing what he can do.

Having said all of that, I am a little concerned about the match. You're not too much of a worry Liam, but your tag partner is a formidable opponent. I mean, the way he dismantled you to join me as number one contender was something else. You have complained about a handicap match, but you should be honoured to have a partner of Costello's standard going into our match.

Who knows, if you two find some chemistry it could even spell trouble for me in our world title match?
 
Enforcer grins and begins to laugh as the volume of the crowds boos increases again.
 
HA: Enforcer has come out here with the sole intention of mocking The Viper, this could be a very dangerous game to play.
 
HE: Oh yeah? And what exactly is Liam going to do about it?

Enforcer continues to glare at Viper before a smile spreads across his face.

E: You think we don't have a plan? You really believe that The Authority hasn't fully mapped out what will happen at Ground Zero?

You paint me as a mindless sheep, that's fine believe that all you want - it is only you that it will hurt. I don't follow anybody if it doesn't benefit me, Jones and Callihan know that. Perhaps I will take a step back here and there, but I know the bigger picture and know my position in it.

I don't need to trust Vincent, he is my opponent at Anarchy and again at Ground Zero. You are the one who needs to find some trust, when you stand in the ring facing Roth and me, remember that Costello will be right behind you!

You would call me a sellout. Anybody who looks out for themselves in this industry gets called the same by people like you. You people who pander to the fans and will say and do anything to make sure they cheer you and chant your name. You call me a sheep, but the day these fans come round to our way of thinking you will change your tune. You will come crawling to us just to hear the fans chant for you one last time.

You hide behind your attitude and bravado, but all you are is a little boy looking for love from the most moronic place possible.

They will leech you dry. They will cheer you on to put your body on your line time after time. They will be responsible for your career ending sooner than it should.

Without them clouding your judgement you would see the sensible decision, but instead you stand up to us for their love. That love will be your undoing...and it will be on their shoulders, not ours!

Enforcer stroms from the stage and the camera man has to run through the entrance to keep up with him. When he catches up with him Enforcer is striding along the corridor, when he reaches the office of Jones and Callihan and walks straight in.

Drake Callihan is sat with his feet on the desk, but stands up as Enforcer enters and stands over his desk.

DC: What is the meaning of this? Don't you know how to knock?

E: So I need to knock now as well? Perhaps Viper was right and that you have taken me for nothing but a fool ever since I joined FEAR!

DC: What are you talking about??

E: The fact that Viper said that you don't have faith in me to get the job done and that is the reason why Costello is in the match too...

DC: You don't think you can get the job done with Costello involved? Perhaps it is me that was the fool...perhaps you are not the man I thought you were!

E: DON'T YOU DARE QUESTION ME! I HAVE BEEN NOTHING BUT LOYAL TO YOU!

DC: YOU THINK YOU CAN RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME? WHAT HAVE YOU...

??: What the hell is going on here?

DC: I'm glad you're here brother, perhaps you can talk sense into this idiot?

E: You're calling ME an idiot?

MJ: Calm down the two of you. Drake, you know that Enforcer is not an idiot he was one of the first to see the benefits of The Authority - please treat him with the respect he deserves.

DC: But he came barging in here, raising his voice and questionning us!

MJ: All good minds should question their leader from time to time. Enforcer, I understand your frustrations and I know my brother isn't always the calmest of influences on proceedings - but please try to keep your emotions in check.

E: Not only do I have Viper to deal with, Drake is stood here questionning if I am the right man for the job. Is that why you got Costello involved?

MJ: You know the plan E, nothing has changed. Don't let the words of somebody as worthless as Liam Wood get under your skin.

E: You're right...

MJ: I know, and you heard what he said about Day of Reckoning...

E: Claiming the victory as if Mike Conrad wasn't the only reason he stole the title that should have been mine!

MJ: As you said, he'll say anything to keep the fans cheering him.

E: We'll see how they cheer when he is left broken and title-less at Ground Zero.

MJ: That's what I like to hear, now why don't the three of us have a drink like the partners that we are...

Backstage, Timothy Allen is in front of the cameras in the interview area

"Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers. Did Peter Piper pick a peck of pickled peppers? If Peter Piper Picked a peck of pickled peppers, Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?"


"Red Lorry, Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry, Yellow lolly, God damn it!"


Jack Hurst walks into shot beside Timothy with a smile on his face "Keep it calm, Timothy, you know you've got class, don't let this Authority lark rustle your feathers!"


TA "Ahhh, Jack, to what do I owe the pleasure?"


JH "Well, my dear lad, I have a favour to ask of you. Tis quite the predicament. I have spent the entire past three days looking for Mr Conrad. I would like a conversation with him before our match, man-to-man, a gentlemanly affair I assure you."


TA "Right... Where do I come in?"


JH "Well, you're a man of the people. If you see the old chap, could you send him my way. I'll be in the gym with Reborn, the one just next to the arena."


TA "Sure thing, as long as we can send cameras down for the meeting?"


JH "I'll leave that to your production team and their wise discretion. Must be off, have a wonderful evening."


And with that, Jack bows and walks calmly away.

“Unbreakable” hits the speakers as the Mighty Mighty Nate Nack hobbles down the ramp, supported by a crutch and Emma on his left side. He's wearing a gray hoodie that covers his head and jeans. The crowd leaps to its feet as he slowly makes his way to the ramp, being helped up the stairs and into the ring.

“There's the current 6CW champion Nate Nack, looking worse for wear after the brutal attack from behind three weeks ago,” says Henry Lloyd, one half of the Lloyd announce team.

“If he has anyone to blame, it's himself," replies his partner Harold. "Besides, it's the way it would have been if Andrews was still in charge. We call the show Anarchy, it's bound to happen.”

“How can you condone these kinds of acts?”

“Because he's a bad egg. He's acting against the Authority when he should be respectful. There's a reason Jones is in charge, and he should respect that. What happened last week just shows you what happens when you don't respect the Authority.”

"I think you mean fear, not respect."

"I've heard it both ways."

“Eight fourteen,” begins Nate Nack. He's sitting in a chair in the middle of the ring and leaning forward with his head down. “Those words are your silver bullet, Plague. Those words are your kryptonite, Orthrus. Those words are my saving grace. Those words defy anything you could ever say to me.”

Nate looks up and takes off the hood, revealing a bandaged head and eyepatch over his left eye.

“Every insult you've ever flung at me, every put-down you've aimed my way, every critique and criticism you've ever had of me can be and will be rendered invalid with those two words, eight fourteen. You know what those two words, those two numbers represent? It's August 14th, the date you and Plague attacked me from behind and left me this way. It's the day I finally woke up. It's the day I finally got fed up with your hypocrisy and loaded words.

You dare tell me that bring a weapon into the ring is cowardice? Eight fourteen. You dare tell me that all my shouting in anger and rage is immaturity? Eight fourteen. You dare tell me that attacking YOU from behind it a malicious act that cannot be commended? Eight frickin' fourteen!

So you know what? Next week, when my mystery partner and I face you two, I'm pulling out all the stops. I don't care if I lose by DQ, I don't care if security has to pull me off you, I'm going to give you two what you deserve. I don't care if it takes chairs, I don't care if it takes ladders, I don't care if it takes tables, kendo sticks, that announce desk, the steel steps, or a goddamn baseball bat! I don't care the costs anymore!”

The crowd cheers as Nate stands to his feet.

“You've always gotten the best of me, and you know why? Because I've shown weakness. I fight by my principles. I fight with honor, because that's what I've always been taught. That's what I've seen. And no matter how bad things got, the good guys always found a way. Even with Genesis running 6CW before, they found a way. That's why I came to this company when I was invited. And after all these months, I've finally found my way: lose the principles. I can't fight you like I want to. No, I'll only end up like this again. This time, I'll fight you like I have to! I'm not gonna fight to win. I'm gonna fight to survive. You want me? You want my blood? You want my championship? You're gonna have to take it from my cold, dead hands.

When I see you next week, it won't be a match. Hell, it won't even be a fight. This will be a brawl. There will be blood. There will be pain. And nothing you could say will sway me from the path I'm about to follow, because no matter how you spin things, I will only respond with two words: eight fourteen, the day you got the best of me for the last time, and the day I finally declared war.”

Nate walks to the turnbuckle and looks straight into the camera.

“And as for you and your group of S.O.B's, Jones... I hope you don't decide to get caught in the crossfire. It really would be a mighty mighty shame if anyone else had to get hurt. You best stay out of my way, because until Ground Zero, I've got no conscience. There's no voice telling me I shouldn't do that. There's no voice telling me to play nice. There's only one thing I hear anymore...

Eight fourteen."

The atmosphere inside the Copper Box Arena is electric as the 6CW and EWF fans are buzzing with what they've seen tonight. The ring is empty and the crowd are enjoying some light hearted chanting, "6CW" and "EWF" one after the other.

???: Enough. Enough with your inane chit chat...

(The crowd start booing as Max Adamson walks through the curtain to the top of the ramp with no entrance music or video)

Max: Enough. Nobody cares which out of 6CW and EWF was better. The reality is, until Max Adamson showed up, both organisations were as irrelevant as GazzyD's savings account... See, the entire time Max Adamson was away from 6CW, it ceased to be interesting. It ceased to be entertaining. 6CW was like an ice cream parlour where every flavour was Vanilla. Everyone likes Vanilla, it's nice. But sooner or later, everyone becomes sick of nothing but Vanilla. People want change, people want to see that ice cream parlour stock some new flavours once in a while. Max Adamson is your new flavour. Welcome to the new age.

(The crowd's booing increases as Adamson takes a bow)

Max: See, when I look around this place, I see a roster, the 6CW roster, a roster full of false promises. A roster which quite simply, lacks star power. It lacks ambition. The mere fact there was an entire roster of wrestlers and no champion kind of proves that point. And now there's a Champion, and he's different because he's Vanilla with a small handful of sprinkles. But he's exactly the same as everyone else in this roster. And then EWF's roster shows up. Full of Champions, but lacking ambition. Maybe I'll ask the Viper this when I next see him, but what I really want to know is this. What exactly does it take to become Champion of a bingo hall in America? What does it take to become a minor league Champion? I looked around the EWF roster and I saw nothing to be concerned about. Why? Not because they're not good wrestlers, but because they don't have the personality to outgun Max Adamson. Because every single time EWF put on a show, everyone talks about the incredible wrestling. But not about any of the personalities involved. EWF might have been able to sell out an old bingo hall, or an abandoned warehouse, but selling out arenas is a different kettle of fish. But then I saw something intriguing. Something bemusing. Turns out the E in EWF stands for something other than Elite. It stands for Enforcer. And then it hit me.

(Adamson smirks as he looks around the arena)

Max: This whole merger is about combining the best bits of both. This new 6CW is about taking the ambition-less wrestlers, taking the riff-raff from EWF and somehow combining them into a super roster. That's like trying to make Chicken Salad out of Chicken Poopie. It doesn't happen. This whole place is choc full of wannabe's and used-to-be's. Wannabe famous, and used to be famous. Used to be famous, those are the words I use when I look at people like Enforcer. At people like GazzyD. Even Chaos. People who don't deserve to share the ring with the people they work with, because frankly they're all here for nothing more than a big paycheque and an ego massage. That isn't what I left behind. When I left 6CW, it was at it's peak. Ratings were through the roof. Everyone wanted a piece of 6CW. Now, it's a pathetic shadow of it's former self.

(The booing continues and a loud "6CW" chant echoes around the Copper Box Arena)

Max: But fear not 6CW, for your saviour has arrived. Max Adamson comes to 6CW, not to join that list of washed up former stars, oh no, but to end it. End the stigma of used-to-be's. Get rid of the smell of mediocrity. Max Adamson is here in his prime to save 6CW from itself. It begins with GazzyD, and it does not end until Max Adamson is the Champion. It does not end until Max Adamson is the pinnacle of 6CW. When 6CW has a Champion it can be proud of, when people aren't talking about 6CW as an afterthought, only then will 6CW truly be saved. Welcome to the new age, bitches.

(Adamson drops the mic as "Radioactive" by Imagine Dragons starts playing and drowns out a lot of the angry fans. Adamson winks into the camera and leaves the top of the ramp and heads backstage)

As Nate Back stands posing with his title in the ring, the lights in The Copper Box arena go out and the titantron comes to life with static before showing Dicey Reilly winning his first 6cw title.

The screen fades to black before showing a man sat on a stool in a dimly lit room. He appears to be holding something his hands.

'He was born to fight, and fight he did. From the very first show to the very last he was the standard bearer for this company. He showed people the way and lead the charge against all that stood in his way.

He fought a great fight and never backed down. Blood, sweat and tears were shed in the name of this company and I will never forget what he did.

However many have. People in this company have started to forget what its like to be on this business, this company. They gave their blood and sweat and tears but instead of it being for this company they do it to get their next big pay check, their next big break.

6cw needs a new standard bearer, someone to lead the charge against those who are turning this once great company into something despicable.

Is Nate Nack that person, only time will tell but one thing I do know.'

The mystery man throws what appears to be a 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire onto his shoulder.

'Its time to play'

The screen goes black as the lights come back on in the arena.

We go to the depths of the 6CW arena finding Orthrus sat with a lighter making his face visible.

You see Nate, You can sit in that ring spouting your Eight/Fourteen crap about how you finally realized that the hypocrisy yet you haven't realize your giving us what we want Nate. We're in your head the games and the delusional ranting has finally gotten to your breaking point.

Orthrus has a chuckle to himself.

You see Nate, Emma doesn't see the man that she fell for. Emma sees the coward that is threating to tear himself apart when he has the most to lose. Time is ticking til your fairy tale title runs becomes a nightmare.

At the PPV im not interested in becoming champion it's not what concerns me, What concerns me is how far are you really willing to go to keep that belt, If i have to tear it from your cold dead body and beat you to within an inch of your life then i will. 

You bring all the toys tonight Nate, im the only one permitted to use them, All your be doing is showing that we're inside your head and that your spirally into a fearsome reality.  


All your doing is delaying the inevitable Nate, This is not a fight you can win weather it's me or Plague that pin your shoulders to the mat. You will not leave the PPV as champion.


Mr Jones is a man of pride and respectability and will not tolerate the insolence that you show towards him. 


Back to tonight, your bringing a "Mystery Partner" You can bring who you want, You could bring back the whole f**king 6CW alumni far as im concerned Keith Leone,Geoff Steel,Dicey Reilly or Lex Hart it doesn't matter, But knowing you it'll be someone far more convoluted and moronic like Blade or Deep Heat. It won't change the outcome your fate is sealed and there is no escaping it


Tonight Nate is only the beginning of the pain your about to endure. Your like a lamb hovering above a meat grinder, it's just a matter of time before it all falls in


At the PPV the rope will be cut and the mercy killing of Nate Nack will be forever etched into the history of 6cw 


The light goes out as the scene ends

Tick Tick...

5/9/13...

*We are backstage and Timothy Allen has been joined by Tyler Roth. There are boos from the crowd as Roth unfolds his large biceps to reveal a “Solider of Authority” t-shirt. He sniggers at the reception from the audience that have gathered for the house show.

Allen: Tyler….I think this interview should start off with what went down last week. It became very apparent in your match with Chaos that you have chosen your allegiance once again. Siding with The Authority in order to get ahead in this business…..can you take us through that decision?

*Roth just laughs

Roth: What can I say, I’m a Drake Callihan guy!

And you can write me all the cheques you want, make all the promises you like but when you work on a bond with somebody, it takes something quite substantial to break that. Drake was good to me, after unsuccessfully plying my trade in promotions around the globe, he brought me to EWF and he gave me another chance to prove myself. I don’t forget that and I never will.

That doesn’t change anything I said in the buildup to last week’s match, because I am tired of taking a back seat, and I am tired of being denied the spotlight and airtime that my talents deserve….but under the Authority, I know for a fact that I am finally going to get everything I have ever wanted…..respect, glory and immortality all rolled into one.

Look at me Tim, because you are looking at the epitome of godliness and it would take a brave and stupid man to try and claim otherwise. I am the perfect blend of speed, technical ability and raw power that cannot be matched by anyone else in this industry….that is a guarantee. And although I have to shoulder some of the blame myself for my career not kicking starting sooner than this….I can also point the finger at bad management, and a lot of selfish, envious people trying to hold me back.

No longer will they put obstacles in my path….no longer will anyone dare to stand in my way….because I will walk straight through them if I have to, I will rip them limb from limb until I stand in the position of power that my talents deserve…..finally the fire is ignited inside of me and you cannot even dream of putting it out, Tyler Roth is practically unstoppable for this day forward.

The Authority is on a steady rise to the top and anyone with half a brain cell will get down on their knees and beg us for mercy….fighting us would be futile, because you can’t stop an entire army….you can’t overthrow the most superior power in sports entertainment today…..when Drake Callihan came calling, I didn’t even need to think twice…..because you are either a S.O.A or you’re a dead man walking…

Allen: Let’s go back to your match with Chaos last week….aside from you joining up with the Authority, you recorded a victory over Chaos in the first round of the UK Championship tournament…..you have to be feeling confident about your chances to go far in the tournament now?

Roth: I understood that Chaos came in with great credentials, but I told you that he got lucky the time before and there was no way that lightning would strike twice….I gave you undeniable proof last week that when I talk, you all should listen. Chaos is no match for me and he never will be…it’s like pitting a mouse against a lion….you are playing with the laws of nature and I promise you someone is going to get hurt….

What I did to Chaos should be evidence enough for all of you that I am not playing around….gone are the days of me standing in the shadows, just a lowly bodyguard to some aspiring superstar….now it is going to be my name up in lights, now you are going to see what happens when I unleash the beast within…

I won’t stand back and allow anyone to take what is mine anymore and that is the reason why I offered my services to The Authority….because together we can rule with an iron fist forever more, there will not be a challenger in this land with the capabilities of ending my reign of terror.

One by one I am going to take the playing field out of commission and I am going to run roughshod over the UK Championship tournament…..they may as well just hand the belt over to me and have done with it, because the defining result is a foregone conclusion…..no force of nature and no act of God will be enough to stop me from getting my hands on that title belt…

Allen: Can we get a quick word on your relationship with Kelsey Callihan? There seemed to be a little “spark” between the two of you last week…

*Roth glares at Allen, who shrinks into the wall.

Roth: I have no idea what you are talking about but you are way out of line with those comments, I suggest you retract them before I make you!

Allen: I’m sorry….

Roth: Kelsey is a very sweet, misunderstood young lady….and I have a lot of time for her. But our relationship is strictly professional and that is how it will remain. I have great respect for her father and I will always look out for her….but that is where the line is drawn. You will do well to remember your place, Tim, and not talk about things which don’t concern you…

Allen: O-ok….

*Roth stares the interviewer up and down with disgust

Allen: Can we turn our attention to Wednesday night at Anarchy?

Roth: I think we should….

Allen: You team up with Enforcer to take on the team of Vincent Costello and the EWF World Champion, Liam Wood. There are some who believe this match is nothing but a glorified handicap match….could you shed some light on the situation regarding Vincent Costello and The Authority?

Roth: I’m afraid I have nothing to say on that matter…..if there is a link between the two then that is Drake and Mr Jones’ business, nothing that you need to be concerned with. All I will say is….if Costello is on our side, then he needs to nail his colours to the mast pretty quickly….because I am taking no prisoners when we step inside the ring on Wednesday night.

This is a big opportunity for me to show that all the promise that has surrounded my career is not misplaced…I am not just some hype job who never got past the “potential” phase….I get to show the world that not only am I the baddest man on this planet, but I am also the best damn wrestler in this world today…

I have great respect for Enforcer, a fellow S.O.A…..but defeating Liam Wood at Anarchy will go a long way in proving that I am the future of this promotion. I want to show exactly why Drake Callihan has so much faith in me, I want the world to know that sooner rather than later I will hold championship gold in my hands and I want everyone to see exactly why I am not a man that you cross intentionally.

Liam Wood is a thorn in the side of the Authority and I am going to take great pleasure in plucking that thorn and snapping it in two....I am going to take his inane, smug face and I am going to transform it into my own personal punching bag...

Because all the talk in the buildup to this match is the ongoing rivalry between Liam Wood and Enforcer. The wildcard of Vincent Costello thrown in for some extra spice….but I have been nothing but an afterthought, not even a blip on the radar….but when the smoke clears and all is said and done, they are all going to realize what a crucial mistake that really was.

Because whilst being the unknown quantity suits me down to the ground, it leaves my opposition in no man’s land, not one ounce of expectation in their minds of exactly what I am capable of….

But I have no intention of telling them what they need to expect when they step toe to toe with me at Anarchy….instead….I am going to show them!

*Roth flexes his insanely muscular biceps and laughs

Roth: This will be the last time I am underestimated…….this will be the last time I am overlooked…..remember that I told you.

*Roth pushes Timothy Allen to the floor with ease and then walks out of the shot, his laughter ringing in the air.

Mike Masters is seen walking backstage wearing his new t-shirt which is labelled, “Born a Champion”. Masters walks up to a random 6CW development star who is watching a match taking place on the monitor at the 6CW live event.

MM: Hey you...

Random: Mike Masters! Nice to meet you!

MM: Of course it is. Listen, what you doing watching these chumps wrestling? There’s nothing entertaining about this...

Random: Learning. I need to watch and learn as much as I can.

MM: Learning? Haha. You’re not gonna learn anything watching these guys, if you wanna go far in this business, you should be focusing all your attention on me. I’m sure you witnessed by amazing god given talent week in week out right?

Random: Yes.

MM: Have you witnessed the current run I am on? I mean, I just can’t stop winning. Listen kid, read the t-shirt, I was born a champion, soon you’re gonna see me with championship gold around my waste. Now scram kid, stop watching the other people in this company, go to your locker room, go on youtube, search Mike Masters and learn.

The young 6CW development star walks away as Mike Masters witnesses Christy James with a camera crew.

MM: Christy my babe! I’m ready for my interview, talk to me.

CJ: Oh god, Masters look, I have no interview scheduled with you. So just leave me be.

MM: What’s the matter with you? I keep giving and giving, yet you just keep pushing me away. You know what, give me that microphone. Camera crew, click record, I got something to say.

MM: People on twitter have been giving me stick about the way I won my match, but let me tell you guys something, I don’t give a Poopie. My motto has always been, win by any means necessary. I did that, and now I am through to the next round of the UK championship. But before the next round, I’ve got a small matter of competing in a fatal four way match against DeMarcus Brown, Chaos and Jonathan Daniels. Now let’s keep this short, Brown, well he can’t win without interference. Chaos, well he lost and is out of the tournament so he holds no threat and Daniels, well you call yourself perfect? Ha, Johnny you’re looking at perfection, me Mike Masters, remember I’m perfect and your not! Christy James, take a good look. Take a long deep look and I know you want too, you’re looking at the next UK champion and you know why? Because I’m that damn good.

((OOC: Chris had a hand in this one.))

Timothy Allen is shown walking backstage when he notices an open door. He walks in and tries to switch on the lights but nothing happens. A TV in the centre of room turns on as he continues to flick the light switch on and off

A man walks into shot, a hood covering the top half of his face and the lack of light shrouding the rest of his features.

'There are many types of people that come to 6cw. Some come for glory, some come to change and some come just to fight.

Two men who came to 6cw were named Apollo and Altair. Why did they come, because they had a mission, they had a purpose. They were in 6cw to try and cleanse the virus that had infected this once great organisation and they nearly succeeded, however that was then and this is now.

For once again a virus has infected 6cw, a cancerous growth has taken hold and doesn't look like it will be anything other than terminal.

The only option, to remove the growth, to cure the disease, to rid 6cw of the plague within its house.

Wednesday night, I start that process.'

The TV turns to static before switching off. The camera shows Timothy Allen still flicking the light switch before shrugging his shoulders and walking off.

(The titontron crackles into life with white light appearing, a voice is heard)

???: The parasites are joining our cause

(A familiar small girl walks forward, she is holding a lit match. She continues speaking)

G: Even in defeat they cheared us, they sang our name. They sang the name of the True Champion

(The girl raises the match closer to her face, we see the painted face of chaos on the girls face. She turns her head sideways and smiles manically before finishing)

G: And soon he shall repay you by showing you all the truth in flames. Just as he did with me...

Tick

Tick

Boom!

(On boom the girl drops the match lighting up the floor in flames, the girl laughs before falling to her knees in the middle of the fire. The camera pans up revealing Chaos sitting on the top of a ladder high above the flames)

C: Welcome my dearest parasites to where the truth can be spoken freely, a place where the Soldiers of Authority cannot touch us. A sanctuary where all who seak truth...seak justice..seak knowledge... all are welcome to join your true prophet

(Chaos laughs)

Yet we cannot get away from the fact that last week yours truly suffered a heinous attack, an attack that once upon a time I would have been proud of. Yet here I am telling all of you of how I was blindsinded, how I was robbed, how a group of jumped up wannabes took your true prophet down.. (Chaos chuckles)

Is that how they treat the Greatest Cruiserweight of All Time, a former and future world champion is... well its inspirational. Three guys all bigger than yours truly, one who has given it all that to anyone who will listen. One who couldnt beat poor little me one on one so had to get in his two lackeys to force an official to count the pin.

And now you're acting like its the greatest victory of all time?

You know what yours truly has to say about this?

(Chaos smirks)

Bring it.

Anytime

Anyplace

Any Stipulation

Yours Truly will be ready to enlight you, to set you a blaze, to make you wish you had never been born

(Chaos stares manically into the camera)

You have awakened something within yours truly that hadn't reared its head for 2 years, for I now have a purpose.

Soldiers of Authority, you're invitation to the Emporium starts... now

I suggest you watch the Greatest, you watch the True Master, you watch as I dismantle 3 other men and assert my dominance once again

This company is rapidly turning to learn the truth, the truth that only the True Prophet can bring

Tick

Tick

Boom!

(On boom Chaos raises his hands as the flames engulf him)

After a recent house show Timothy Allen and a camera crew are backstage when Marty Helms walks past them with a smug look whilst he laughs to himself.

TA: Marty can we get a few words with you please?

MH: Why of course you can Tim, what do you want to know?

TA: Well I suppose first of all what are you laughing at and secondly your thoughts on your upcoming UK Championship match at anarchy?

MH: Well then Tim I was handed a video package that was put together by my opponent Robin Reborn after the last Anarchy went off the air and that it was is amusing me so much. You see this Robin Reborn chap thinks that he is going to take all his frustrations out on me, he seems to think that he is going to make me feel his wrath... well let me tell you something Robin the beating you got last week will pale in comparison to what I will do to you at Anarchy. I will prove that you can be kept down and that you won't be kicking anyone's head off you will be laid out when I hit the light out and advance in this UK Championship tournament. I will become the UK champion of that I am sure.

TA: You have a pretty poor win/loss record as of late?

Anger rises in Marty Helms look as he starts to raise his voice to almost shout at Timothy Allen.

MH: Yes my record as of late leaves a little bit to be desired but that is all in the past and this is the dawning of a new era for the last outlaw. This marks my rise up the ladder here in 6CW and it will begin with victory over Robin Reborn and me claiming the UK Championship. Now if you will excuse me I have some preparations to do.

With this Helms barges past Timothy Allen and walks off out of view.

Jonathan Daniels is walking backstage talking to Oliver Baker.

JD: Man it feels so good having my first win under my belt and beating someone like Blade who has been in the business so long. But saying that Blade could never hold a candle to someone who is as perfect as me. (Both Daniels and Baker begin to laugh)

OB: Man your right how on earth could people think that Blade was even anywhere near the level of competitor you are.... I mean look at the guy he is a delusional has been who has no right even being in a ring with someone like yourself.

JD: I know but the powers that be must have wanted him to be taught a lesson that he is now a nobody within this business. Hey Oliver that reminds me did you see Mike Masters saying that he is perfect... man I need to teach him a lesson.

OB: Yeah I saw that he tried to claim he is perfection but we know that isn't true, there will only ever be one person in this business who is perfection and that my friend is you. I scouted far and wide for perfection and you stood out a mile above every other slack jawed fool who laced up a pair of boots. Anyway you can prove that in your fatal four way match this week.

JD: Oh I will prove that I am perfection and I will show the whole world that my talents are far superior to anybody else in this business.