6CW Present Anarchy 13/09/13

6CW Anarchy Wednesday 11th September

VIDEO FOOTAGE

“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 grey 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 eye patch 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, and 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 honour, 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.".

Backstage in the office of the Authority Kelsey Callihan is sat in front of the large oak desk, she is spinning round and round in her chair twirling her bubble gum round her finger

The phone rings and Kelsey lazily presses the speaker button

KC: Talk to me

??: Kelsey is that you?

Kelsey recognising the voice of her father Drake Callihan abruptly sits upright in her chair

KC: Yes daddy, it’s me. Where are you? The show is about to start

DC: Erm………. Well………. We’re still in America. This is taking a little longer than we first envisioned I’m afraid

A second voice can be heard

??: Are you sure about this, can she be trusted?

DC: Michael she is a Callihan, do you really need to ask that question?

KC: What’s the matter daddy?

DC: Your uncle and I are a little pre-occupied over here sweetheart and we need you to help out tonight

Kelsey’s eyes open wide

DC: We need you to run the show in our absence

Kelsey smiles like a Cheshire cat
KC: Like in total control, whatever I say goes?

MJ: I knew this wouldn’t be a good idea

Listen Kelsey, its Mr J……….

KC: Hi Uncle Mike – Of course I know its you

MJ: Kelsey can we remain professional – I am still your boss!!

Kelsey shakes her head
KC: Whatever you say boss, just tell me what you need. You know I can do it.

MJ: As your father said we have been somewhat way laid in America. Legal stuff, not for you to worry about but the fact of the matter remains we need somebody to keep the wheels turning while we are away

KC: So I’m in charge

MJ: You are the representative of The Authority best suited to manage the running of the show this evening

KC: Cool!!!!!!!!!!

MJ: I don’t have to remind you the level of responsibility that comes with this. We have worked very hard to impose our control on the company; you can not allow any sign of weakness to become visible

Are you listening Kelsey? This is very important that you continue to uphold the high standards expected from The Authority, nothing less is acceptable

Am I making myself clear?????

Kelsey is out of her seat and she is dancing around the office

Kelsey……Are you still there?

Kelsey ……………

Kelsey??????

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

The camera then pans across the small Copper Box arena as we see just over 3,000 fans with 6CW banners out on display.

Kelsey wants Wood!!!!!
The Blade is blunt
Robin Reborn LMFAO
Who is the mystery man – Please don’t let it be Matzko!!!!!

HA: Good Evening Ladies & Gentlemen, welcome once again to another action packed edition of 6CW Anarchy. My name is Harold Lloyd and as ever I am joined by my brother Henry

HE: Good evening

HA: We have a feast of entertainment ahead of us tonight as we continue on the road to Ground Zero, but first what about the news that we have just heard. Mr Jones and Drake Callihan will not be with us tonight as they are still away attending to urgent business overseas and they have handed control to Drake’s daughter Kelsey

Firstly what kind of business is keeping them away and secondly and probably more importantly what are they thinking leaving Kelsey in charge?

I would question exactly what skills she has that would translate to her being any kind of adequate General Manager

HE: You heard it Harold, she is a Callihan and if Jones and Drake are the yard stick then Kelsey is certainly from the right stock

HA: But what does she know about the business, she briefly held a backstage position in EWF and was engaged to a wrestler, hardly the best CV

HE: Mr Jones and Drake Callihan are two of the cleverest people I have ever met. Mark my words they would not have taken this decision lightly. I am sure that Kelsey will be more than up to the task

HA: They better hope so because there are a lot of superstars waiting for a glimpse of a weak spot in the armour of The Authority and it looks to me like it has been revealed for all the world to see

HE: Don’t talk too soon Harold. Kelsey is a shrewd business woman, she has her head switched on, and this could be a master stroke from The Authority

King of Kings blasts out of the speakers and Kelsey Callihan comes bursting through the curtain skipping down the rampway. Kelsey is dressed in a tight grey business suit, her hair is tied into a bun and she is wearing glasses

There are a few boos and wolf whistles as she enters the ring bending slowly through the ropes
Kelsey is handed a mic by the ringside crew
KC: Thanks honey – You’re a darling

As she lifts the mic to speak the booing starts, Kelsey laughs, removing her glasses slowly she nibbles suggestively on the end waiting for the noise to die down

KC: All that noise for little old me?

Boo hoo – You’re gonna make me cry, please don’t be mean

HA: Is she for real?

KC: I just wanted to come out here and wish you all the best. I want to make sure you’re all having fun tonight and if there is anything I can do to make your enjoyment levels that little bit higher please do let me know ………..

Kelsey removes her jacket to reveal a very tight white blouse that leaves nothing to the imagination

KC: I am here to make you happy

Kelsey smiles flirtatiously as the crowd start to chant
Take them off, take them off, take them off!!!!!!!!!!!

Kelsey bites her lip, she undoes one button and the crowd cheer

KC: That’s enough for now………If you’re good then who knows what will happen

The crowd boos as Kelsey climbs through the ropes and skips back up the ramp

HA: Well that say’s a lot about the girl

HE: She has them right where she wants them Harold, mark my words, they’re like putty in her hands

HA: Well one thing is for certain, she’s got you convinced Henry but you were always a sucker for a pretty face

We cut backstage

The cameras pan along a room decked out in Union Jack wallpaper, with artwork of Winston Churchill on one wall and the Queen on another. The camera then rests on the figure of Jack Hurst, relaxing in a huge armchair, still looking beaten up from earlier.

“Welcome everyone to Hurst TV. Our first edition focuses on a man who has come into 6CW full of arrogance and swagger. But now, he is the hunted, he is the prey and he is urged to “run”.”

“Please welcome my guest, The Viper Liam Wood!”

Wood walks into the room and sits in the chair across from Hurst. He seems focused, but it is hard to tell whether this is determination or anxiety. The two share a steely gaze, before Hurst relaxes back.

Hurst “So, Liam, how are you dealing with the pressure of both Costello and The Authority chasing you down?”

Wood “Clearly better than you're dealing with languishing at the bottom of the card, Hurst”

Hurst “Feisty, but I’ll allow it, how do you mean?”

Wood “A room decked out in flags? A little talk show? Are you lowering yourself to the level of presenter now? I'm top of the pile here cos I go out and give it everything, put on a damn show and blow everyone away, not cos I can talk all preppy like you!”

Hurst “Yet you avoided my question, so maybe you aren't so confident after all, Mr Wood.”

Wood rocks forward, angered “I don't like your implication, Hurst. I'm not worried about the lump of brainless meat The Authority has thrown to me. Enforcer will fall to the wayside like the pawn he is.”

Hurst “But what about Costello? Every time he warns you to run, you stand your ground. Admirable, but he keeps knocking you down...”

Wood rises up out of his chair “Costello is nothing! My legacy will not be defined by idiots like him. I'm the Best in the Business, hell, I'm the business at the moment, these people come to see me as Champion, and no one man is gonna stop that!”

Hurst “Sit down, Wood, your temper is getting the better of you” Hurst waits for Wood to sit, but the Champion stays stubbornly stood. Hurst sighs but continues “Not one man, you say, but arguably it will be two men against one come the time you defend your EWF title. Enforcer appears to be suggesting some sort of alliance between himself and Costello. Can you trust Costello as your partner tonight?”

Wood “I don't need this s***!” Wood storms out of the room, but turns back once he reaches the door. Calmly he states “The Viper Liam Wood does not run. He does not care about games and tricks. In that ring, no one man, no two men, not anybody can stop me keeping my title. I came back home to the UK to prove once again that I am the Best in the Business. Tonight...tonight I'll show you another reason why”

Wood walks out of shot as Tim Allen wanders into view

TA: 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 approaches Allen 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, seeing as I’ve bumped into you I have a favour to ask. 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 in the south wing of 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."

Jack bows and walks calmly away.

Match One
UK Tournament First Round Match

HA: First match of the evening and we are looking at two fan favourites attempting to move into the second round of the UK Championship tournament….give us your thoughts on this, Henry?

HE: Way I look at it, this is really a 50-50 fight. Hurst is definitely got the speed advantage but Mike Conrad is tough, I mean solid, and he will bring a level of fight that I am not sure Hurst can handle….

HA: A true 6CW/EWF clash right here and this should be a great watch…

The crowd begin to cheer as “Schizophrenic” plays out and Mike Conrad comes shuffling out onto the stage, pumping his fist into the air as he listens to the ovation of the fans. Conrad reaches out and tags hands of the supporters as he makes his way to the ring…

HA: Mike Conrad is certainly a superstar who is not afraid to take risks in order to get desired results…

HE: He’s a bit of a lunatic when you think about it….I have seen this guy do some crazy stuff and I have no idea what he might do in order to advance to the next round of this tournament…

HA: That’s why these fans love him…because he always gives 110% and if he does end up losing, you can guarantee that he will not go down easily…

Conrad climbs onto the ropes and he nods his head in appreciation of the crowd’s support before turning his head to the stage as “Prince Charming” echoes out. There is another good reception from the fans in attendance as Jack Hurst makes his arrival.

HA: Jack Hurst has definitely found himself a following here in 6CW…

HE: Who would have thought it, the fans actually like a little sophistication…

Hurst bows to each side of the audience before making his way down to the ring. He climbs in and then checks himself out in a handheld mirror before climbing onto the ropes to bow once more. Conrad looks a little amused but smiles respectfully as Hurst climbs down off the turnbuckle and bows at his opponent.

HA: A lot of respect between these two men and I am sure we can expect a fair, clean, fight….

HE; You never know what to expect….when the situation arises and one of these men can leave victorious, you can see a very different side of anyone’s character…

Conrad accepts Hurst’s handshake and they nod at each other as the referee backs away to signal for the bell that starts the match off. Hurst and Conrad slowly circle one another before jolting into a lockup in the centre of the ring…

HA: Conrad is going to look to turn this into a brawl, but Hurst would prefer a straight up wrestling match…

Conrad shifts Hurst into a side headlock but Hurst quickly bounces back off the ropes and pushes Conrad across the ring, only to be floored by a hard shoulder as Conrad returns. Conrad lets Hurst back up and looks for a clothesline but Hurst ducks and dropkicks Conrad into the corner…

HE: Fast start and that will suit Hurst…

Hurst charges in for a flying knee but Conrad sidesteps and traps Hurst in the corner before landing with a series of rights and lefts. Conrad then grabs Hurst’s arm and whips him across to the opposite corner before running after him….

HA: Hurst isn’t sticking around…

Hurst uses the turnbuckle to push himself up and over the head of the oncoming Conrad before pulling him into a waist lock and attempting to German suplex him. Conrad puts the brakes on and lands with three hard elbows to the face of Hurst before twisting out and hip tossing his opponent to the mat…

HE: Mike Conrad is going to take Hurst into the trenches…..whoever wins this match will have earned a spot in the next round…

Hurst gets back up and Conrad greets him with a solid back elbow before whipping him off the ropes and launching him into a big back body drop as he returns. Hurst staggers back up and Conrad nails him with a belly to belly slam………………………….1……………………………2…………………..shoulder up!

HA: This is a huge opportunity for both men….you become the first 6CW UK Champion and automatically you get a high standing in this company….

Conrad pulls Hurst up and looks for a suplex but Hurst floats over the back and counters into a backslide………………1……………………….2………………kick out. They get back up and Conrad swings with a right hand but Hurst ducks and scores with a back suplex…………………1…………………..2……………kick out from Conrad.

Hurst pulls Conrad up by the head and tries to lift him into a suplex position but Conrad reverses into a sit-down jawbreaker, sending Hurst staggering into the corner. Conrad then attempts a running splash but Hurst dodges it, sending MC crashing against the turnbuckle, and then he throws Conrad into a belly to back suplex as he comes out……………………………..1…………………………..2…………….shoulder up again!

HE: Hurst getting the better of the exchanges in the early going….the fans recognize that and not something Conrad wants to be happening…

HA: Mike Conrad can sustain a serious amount of punishment though, he will be confident that he can fight back into this….

Hurst looks for a vertical suplex but Conrad hits three uppercuts to the body and then pushes his opponent back to the ropes. He runs at Hurst but JH ducks his shoulder and backdrops Conrad up and over to the apron….Conrad gets back to his feet and he looks for a shoulder thrust through the middle rope but Hurst jams his knee in the way and then suplexes Conrad back over the ropes, turning the move into a bodyslam in the middle of the ring…………………………1………………………………2………………..Conrad kicks out!

HE: I have seen footage of Mike Conrad’s battles with Ojore in EWF and believe me, he is not out of this match just yet…

Hurst makes his way over to the corner and he begins to climb the ropes, but Conrad is already back up and catches him with a stiff right hand. Conrad nails two more punches to Hurst’s jaw and then grabs him by the neck and pulls him off the ropes, slamming him down on the mat. Hurst stumbles back up and Conrad hits him with a sidewalk slam………………………..1………………………………2…………………shoulder up!

HA: This is where Conrad will begin to come on strong, looking to impose himself in this match….

Conrad drags Hurst back up and he headbutts him into the corner before running in with a heavy back splash against the turnbuckle. Hurst staggers out and Conrad knees him in the stomach before lifting him into the air…

HE: Jackhammer…

Hurst drops over the back of Conrad and pushes him into the ropes, but when he follows in he receives a hard kick to the face from Conrad that drops him on his back. Conrad quickly makes his way to the corner and he climbs up the ropes, waiting for Hurst to get back up…

HA: Big shoulder tackle….is that a three?

1.
2..
..kick out from Hurst. Conrad pulls Hurst up by the head and tries to position him for a piledriver but Hurst kicks his legs and counters with a backdrop. Conrad gets back up and Hurst tries to lift him onto his shoulders….

HE: WASHBOARD…

Conrad drives his elbow into Hurst’s jaw and drops behind before running off the ropes and returning with a clothesline that takes Hurst down. Hurst gets back to his feet and Conrad kicks him in the stomach, pulling him in close…

HA: Double-armed DDT!

Hurst’s head crunches off the mat and Conrad, confidently, hooks the leg…………………….1……………………2……………Hurst kicks out. Conrad looks a little shocked as he stares at the referee, but soon accepts it was only a two count. Conrad gets back up and he breathes a little deeply before beckoning Hurst to get back to his feet….

HE: Conrad knows that was close, and he knows it shouldn’t take much more…

HA: DUSTBUSTER!

Hurst counters the RKO into an inverted headlock backbreaker and then he lifts Conrad up off the ground and drives him back down into a crunching kneebreaker. Conrad hits the deck and looks hurt as Hurst keeps ahold of his leg and begins to drive down with elbows toward the ankle…

HE: This is a smart strategy from Hurst, softening his foe up…

HA: And if Conrad can’t walk then he is practically done in this match….

Conrad yells out as Hurst nails four elbow drops to the ankle and then stands up and jumps into the air, bringing both of his knees down across the injured area. Conrad holds his head in pain and tries to crawl away as Hurst pulls him back and hits the jumping kneedrop once again….

HE: All attention has turned to that leg and that could spell trouble for Conrad….

Hurst pulls Conrad’s leg up off the mat and then slams it back down with real force, causing MC to roll in agony. Hurst then turns Conrad onto his stomach and turns the ankle into place…

HA: He wants the submission….

Conrad is desperate and he quickly swivels back out onto his back and lashes out with his left foot, catching Hurst in the side of the head. Hurst stumbles back into the ropes as Conrad scrambles up and runs toward him, only to be lifted up and flapjacked off the ropes. Conrad staggers around and Hurst hits the ropes before flying back with a choblock that takes Conrad out around the injured ankle….

HE: That’s the opening he needed….here’s the anklelock now!

HA: And Mike Conrad might have just said his goodbyes to the UK Championship….

Conrad is in serious pain as Hurst pulls his ankle in the wrong direction and begins to turn it, time and again. The referee is asking Conrad if he wants to give up but he just shakes his head and crawls toward the ropes, the crowd are divided in their support….

HE: Conrad needs to find the ropes quickly, he needs to break out of this before the damage is too much…

Conrad scrambles forward and he reaches out, but his hand misses the ropes and he is dragged back to the centre by Hurst, who leans in further and pulls the ankle a little more. There are sections of the crowd cheering but others are willing Conrad to find the energy to escape…

HA: This is a real test of Mike Conrad’s guts….and I know he has the drive to succeed but this may be too much…

Conrad is pulling at his own hair, trying to forget about the pain, but the throbs of agony are too much and he begins to contemplate the end. Hurst is ravaging at his ankle, twisting and turning the appendage in directions it is not supposed to…..the end seems inevitable as Conrad pushes sweat from his eyes and brings his hand down toward the mat…

HE: He’s gonna tap…

HA: He rolled!

Conrad pushes off the ground with his fist and rolls forward, bringing Hurst toppling with him. They roll across the canvass but when they come through, Hurst still has tight hold of Conrad’s foot. MC looks desperate as he turns on his back and kicks out with his free leg, but Hurst catches that as well…

HE: What now…?

Hurst pulls Conrad’s legs up under his armpits and he drops back, slingshotting Conrad up and into the turnbuckle. Conrad’s face slams into the padding and he staggers around, into another kneebreaker from Hurst, who puts him right back into the anklelock submission…

HA: That is excellent work from Hurst and I don’t think Conrad can take much more…

Conrad’ eyes are alight with the will to survive and he claws at the canvass, trying to pull himself to safety, as Hurst pulls him in the other direction, turning his ankle every few seconds. The referee is on his knees, trying to convince Conrad that giving up may be his best option…

HE: Mike Conrad is risking serious injury to his ankle if this continues…

HA: But he will not quit….he is so adamant that he is going to be a big game player here in 6CW….

Hurst wrenches at the ankle once again but his efforts are in vain as Conrad suddenly bursts forward and locks his hand around the bottom rope, breaking the submission. Hurst immediately releases and looks a little shocked as he watches Conrad tries to scramble up….

HE: Conrad may have broken the hold, but he cannot put any pressure on his leg….he’s a sitting duck and Hurst knows it…

Conrad is using the ropes to try and pull himself up as Hurst runs into him with a heavy knee to the midsection before pulling him into the centre of the ring and onto his shoulders…

HE: WASHBOARD….

Conrad drops behind and he quickly locks his hands around the neck of Hurst, trying to pull him into a sleeper hold. The crowd cheer in shock as Hurst kicks his feet and tries to pull himself free of Conrad’s grasp…

HA: If Mike Conrad can turn this around now, it will be amazing….

Hurst refuses to allow Conrad to get under his chin and eventually he succeeds in performing a judo shoulder throw, sending Conrad flying to the canvass. Conrad gets back up and Hurst dropkicks him back down before making his way to the corner and climbing up the ropes…

HE: If he can’t put him away with a submission then I am sure he can find another way….MOONSAULT COMING UP!

The flashbulbs go off as Hurst goes airborne with the moonsault, but he finds nothing but canvass on his way down as Conrad rolls out of the way. Hurst is clutching at his chest and seems short of breath as Conrad is able to stagger up and connect with a quick jackhammer suplex………………………..1………………………..2……………………..shoulder up!

HA: Every move that Conrad does requires him to push down on his ankle and it is causing a real problem…

Conrad is rubbing at his ankle as he tries to stand and he manages to get vertical before hobbling into the corner. He kneels there and waits as Hurst slowly gets back up to his feet…

HE: Conrad needs impact from deep within the earth in order to swing the momentum back in his favour…

HA: This will be a good start…SPEAR!

Hurst sidesteps like a matador and he pushes Conrad into the opposite corner before following in with a flying clothesline. Conrad comes out and Hurst locks his hands around his waist…

HE: GERMAN…

Conrad throws his head back and catches Hurst in the face, throwing him off balance. He then spins out and counters with a Russian legsweep…………………………….1…………………………2……………….kickout. They get back up and Conrad kicks Hurst in the stomach and flips him up….

HA: Powerbomb…

Hurst jumps out the back of the powerbomb and he rolls Conrad up…………………….1………………………..2………………….kickout. They get back up and Hurst looks to leapfrog over Conrad but is caught on his shoulders and nailed with the powerbomb this time….

HE: And now Conrad is feeling it….he senses that he can end it right here….

Hurst is holding the back of his neck and he looks groggy as he slowly gets back up, allowing Conrad to jump in toward him….

HA: DUSTBUSTER!

Hurst pushes Conrad away to the corner and he rushes in for a flying poetry in motion but Conrad moves away and sends Hurst crashing into the turnbuckle. Conrad then runs off the opposite ropes and comes back with a big boot….

HE: He didn’t bank on that….

Hurst ducks the big boot and Conrad kicks right into the turnbuckle, sending tremors of pain right through his injured ankle. Conrad is hurting as he tries to untie his boot but Hurst looks sorry as he lifts Conrad onto his shoulders and takes advantage…

HA: WASHBOARD STOMACH WILL END IT!

1……………………………2………………………….3!

The bell sounds and the crowd cheer as “Prince Charming” plays out. The referee raises Jack Hurst’s hand in victory but Hurst quickly kneels down to make sure Mike Conrad is ok, signaling for a medic to check on Conrad’s ankle.

HA: Real show of class from Jack Hurst here, I like to see that….

HE: Hurst knows that he could have damaged Conrad’s ankle in that bout….but Conrad was too proud to give up, so Hurst did what he had to do…..

HA: Jack Hurst advances in the UK Championship tournament, but where does Mike Conrad go from here?

HE: He rests up and comes back stronger….he is a tough, son of gun, and he took some punishment tonight….a lesser man would have quit and run…

Hurst helps Conrad to his feet and they shake hands, drawing a massive cheer from the crowd, before Hurst goes back to celebrating his victory. Conrad sits in the corner as the medic assesses his ankle, nodding respectfully as Hurst continues to celebrate.

HA: Hurst was the better man tonight and it was a great opening match….we hope the damage to Mike Conrad's ankle is not too serious and he can bounce right back from this…

HE: I’m sure it is just a little bruised…he’ll be back in no time…as for Hurst, well I guess it is time to play the waiting game now….see who comes next in this tournament…

We cut to the backstage area where Tim Allen is stood waiting microphone in hand, Allen Is wearing a smart grey suit with a red and black coloured 6CW tie. Allen makes an ok sign to the camera crew and then lifts the microphone to his mouth.

TA: Welcome, you join me on the heels of arguably one of the most impressive superstars since 6CW re-birth, he picked up yet another victory last week against the current EWF champion Liam Wood, I am of course talking about DeMarcus Brown, Let’s see if we can get a few words with the man who may help define 6CWs future.

Allen turns a corner and the camera follows him, DeMarcus brown can then be seen stood watching the show on a plasma, DeMarcus has on his trademark white sleeveless top, but uncharacteristically his hood is down and the white bandanna that normally covers his face is not in place, instead DeMarcus is sporting neatly corn rowed hair. Allen begins to approach Brown, DeMarcus holds out his hand with open fingers halting Allen in his tracks.

DB: Since when has it been acceptable to approach me without my prior approval Timothy?

Allen looks slightly nervous but presses on regardless

TA: My apologies Mr Bro…………..

DB: I don’t want your apologies Mr Allen I just want you to obey to my requests, there was a time in this company where none of you would have even dared approach me, I would ask you exactly what you think has changed about our arrangement, I certainly haven’t changed my stance.

Tim goes to answer but is again stopped short by Brown

DB: That wasn’t a question Tim it doesn’t require an answer, it was more of a warning for if you continue with this exercise, Its times like this I miss having the others around, for as much as they leeched off me for every dime I had, they would have stopped you before you even had chance to annoy me.

TA: Where are the White ……….

DeMarcus turns to Tim and shakes his head staring him directly in the eye

DB: That better have not been leading to a question Tim, I hate to think I’ve wasted my time clearly defining the rules to you?

The two men stand in silence for a few seconds awkwardly before DeMarcus shrugs his shoulders

DB: Well I have wasted my time Tim or not? Yes or No? do you not understand what constitutes as a question these days?

Tim appears a little panicked but eventually barks out an answer

TA: No

DeMarcus then turns his attention back to the TV

DB: Good, I’m glad we are on the same page Tim, now we understand each other and we won’t ever repeat this mistake in the future, I have some things on my mind I feel I need to say, there won’t be any room for questions Tim and there is no place for interruptions, but you are welcome to stand there if you wish as long as you remain quiet as a mouse.

Tim opens his mouth but DeMarcus shakes his head and Tim takes a gulp and closes his mouth

DB: Every man in this company seems t have lost his mind since we merged with EWF, it is causing chaos, all of a sudden we have guys who are nothing thinking they can challenge for honours, honours they do not deserve, I’ve sat back and watched taking stock as these fools all try to outdo one and other and laughed at their failures. Then because I haven’t tried to push my case these people believe that I’ve lost my edge that I can’t get the job done anymore without help, to these men I urge them to test my resolve, because at the moment I’m searching desperately for somebody to help me send a message to the rest of this company. I don’t need help from anybody to beat the bottom feeders that compete here, the White Hoods have gone, there is only I that remain, because that’s all that is required to finish the job here, it is all that has ever been required, I felt due to my sense of loyalty I owed it to my brothers to share my new found pastures but unfortunately they were not ready for it, they grazed too much and became slow and lazy leaving me to tender to the fields alone, so for their own good I made it clear to them that they needed to forge their own paths, that it wasn’t the White Hood way to live hand to mouth, of course there was a small amount of resistance, but I can be very persuasive when I want to be. If that in some way makes the others believe that I am less of a threat then so be it I say try, I’m standing in the open and I’m ready, no longer will I hide behind a hood and a mask, I want these people to know who it is that they fear, not the hood but the man.

DeMarcus pauses and stares coldly down the camera

DB: Now I’d like to take moment to address my fellow competitors in the UK Championship tournament, I want to make it clear to all who oppose me, that what happens next if nothing personal, It is just what needs to happen to restore the balance, this was never a belt I had an ambition for, my sights are set on much greater prizes, but that doesn’t mean that any of you deserve this accolade. So this is what’s going to happen I’m going to do whatever I takes to beat any man placed in front of me and then I am going to place that belt around my waste and be the champion the people truly deserve, not because I want to be but because none of you deserve me and trust me I am never going to let this go, I will make a monopoly of this company collecting asset after asset and leave you all to fight over scraps. I will take no sides, no coalitions; I want you all to remember that you asked for this, a fair fight with nobody watching my back, when you face me there is no such thing as a fair fight because I will always be better than you, alone or as a collective

DeMarcus then steps forwards directly in front of the camera before pushing his hand down the lens forcing it to the ground, the scene then begins to fade with the camera on its side watching DeMarcus walk into the distance.

We are live back in the Copper Box arena as we spot a 6CW official in the ring. A table is seen set up in the middle of the ring with two black leather chairs on either side.

The crowd erupts into a chorus of boo’s as an unknown figure is seen placing the mic to his mouth.

MJ: Ladies and Gentlemen allow me to introduce myself…My name is Dr Miles Moore esquire AAAI, AFBPsS, AFIMA, MBBS, AFOM Q.C…….I am an associate of Mr Jones and Callihan and I am here tonight to oversee this contract signing on behalf of the Authority

HA: He has more titles than we have belts!

HA: He is talking show this man some respect!

HE: Please Harold lets not get into this goodie two shoes mode…

*Crowd: @sshole! @sshole! @sshole!!!

Moore shows no emotions as he waves his arms down

MM: Quiet down, and pay attention…We have some much needed important business to attend to…Now as per the Australian Phenom request, this right here in my hand is a contract…A contract for a match at 6CW next PPV Ground Zero, Live on Eurosports. Now in this contract Max Adamson and GazzyD will agree to face each other in a one on one match, and…

“Radioactive” hits.

HE: Did Max just cut off the Authority?!

HA: What a ballsy move!!!

HE: Well with the mood that Max has been in ever since his return, he feels he can get away with anything and everything!

Max Adamson strides out wearing a black suit, white shirt, and black tie. Max is seen with a GazzyD T-shirt in hand, as he then throws it on the floor and wipes his feet on it to a loud heated reception. Max then picks up the T-Shirt and makes his way down the ramp, up the steel steps, and into the ring. Adamson walks past a frowning Jones as he then sits down and props his feet on the table.

MA: Sorry Doc, didn’t mean cut you off there, but I thought why not speed up the process. I mean you are clearly a very important guy and as such you shouldn’t be wasting your time with the likes of Gazzy, more than you have to.

Moore shrugs his shoulder as a smile emerges on his face and pats Adamson on his back.

MM: Your right Max...Let’s get this done and dusted.

Max smiles as he leans back in the chair.

MA: So what’s it going to be? The stage has been set Gaz… We await your presence Gazzy. Stop wasting our time with all this talk about retirement! I see right through you and your lies…For once in your failure of a career stand up to the challenge and face me at Ground Zero like a man!

Max then leaps out of his chair.

MA: Face the Thunder from down under, and come to realize that you are no match for me. Then admit that you stole what is rightfully mine and that is my spotlight! But I forget….Gazzy needs to feel llllloooovvvvveeeedddd…Our hero in this story needs to feel like a gladiator…He needs each and everyone of you to cheer him on…Be the puppets that I know you are, chant his name like a bunch of thick idiots, who are unable to see Gazzy for what he really is!

*The crowd burst into a loud Gazzy chant.

HA: The fans await Mr.6CW.

HE: But will he respond?

Max is seen staring at the top of the ramp waiting expectantly.

HE: Where is he?

HA: Maybe he doesn’t have the guts to face Max.

Max begins to laugh as he props his hand on Moore’s shoulder.

MA: Well Doc, seems like..

“LIMELIGHT” BLASTS

HE: He’s is here!!!!

HA: After 1 month away Gazzy is back on Anarchy!

HE: MR.6CW RETURNS!!!!!

The arena explodes into a thunderous ovation, as Gazzy makes his way out wearing a black leather jacket and blue jeans, with a white tank top. Gazzy looks subdued as he stares across the arena to a loud “GAZZY” chant echoing across the Copper Box Arena. Gazzy walks down the ramp towards the ring as Max Adamson is seen sarcastically applauding Gazzy. Gazzy leaps on the apron and steps into the ring. Gazzy then stares straight into Max Adamson eyes with no emotion as a large grin appears on Max face. Max then stands up and stretches his arms out.

MA: Hey Buddy!!! Come give me a hug!

Gazzy doesn’t move an inch.

MA: O well…I would like to say I am surprise that you actually turned up here tonight, but you are so predictable Gazzy. I mean really you are so predictable…You love to be the centre of attention and the fact that you waited all this time to get the fans back on your side was a clever move…I mean really I applaud you! None of these fans understand your cheap tactics and that’s’ why they get suckered in this whole Gazzy experience… I mean seriously Gaz you can cut the cr@p man it is just you and me…

Gazzy is heard saying “Why….”rather disheartedly to Max who scratches his head and moves away.

MA: Why….Why! He asks why!!!!!! YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHY YOU UNGRATEFUL SON OF A B!TCH!!!!! You spat on my legacy! You spat on everything I had built in this company! Which is why I want this match! I want this match with you Gazzy to show the world that I am back where I belong! On top not just of this company, but of the entire wrestling industry! And I want to do that by doing the same thing you did to me…Destroying everything you built Gazzy…Which is why…

Max grabs the contract and reveals the last page with his signature already on it.

MA: I have signed up for this match…I have no motive here, there aren’t anymore sneak attacks that will happen, because I want you at your best…I don’t want anymore excuses, I don’t want to leave to luck...Which is why I set everything up in your favour…Because the Gazzy I know is at his best when his back is against the wall. The Gazzy I know strives when the fans are in his corner…But more importantly the Gazzy I know is nothing more than a con artist…A man who stole his way into making a living in this company, and a man who I have already exposed as a failure! So now is your time for revenge sign the contract, shut me up! Face me at Ground Zero!

Max pushes the contract over to Gazzy who stares down blankly at the piece of paper.

*Crowd: Gazzy! Gazzy! Gazzy!

HE: Why is he taking such a long time?

HA: He is afraid of facing Max!

HE: After the emotional rollercoaster he has been on can you blame him.

Max grabs his mic once more.

MA: Come on stop wasting our time! Sign the contract Gazzy! Rise to the challenge, and be the same predictable Gazzy that I know who wants to be the Hero!

Gazzy still barely moves as he stares down at the contract.

MA: HEY!!!! LOOK AT ME WHEN I AM SPEAKING TO YOU!

Max makes his way over to Gazzy and grabs his throat with his hand, and forces Gazzy to stare at him.

MA: SIGN THE GOD DAM CONTRACT!!!

Gazzy is heard muttering “No….”

*SLAP!!!!

HE: Ohh come on!

HA: Max just slap the taste out of Gazzy!

Gazzy is seen holding his cheek

MA: SIGN IT YOU S.O.B!!!!

Gazzy glares into Max eyes as for a breath second that fire inside of him seems to be burning once more as he clenches his fist.

HE: OOohhh Gazzy looks like his about to snap.

HA: About time Max is humiliating him in front of everyone!

Gazzy then backs away and rolls out of a the ring to a chorus of boo’s from the crowd. Gazzy makes his way up the ramp with his head bowed down.

MA: OOhhhh is that the way it’s gonna be?! Hein? You know what! Now I understand why your wife left you to find a better! Now I understand why she was cheating on you, and divorced your ass! It is because you are barely a man! Which is why she went off to find a real man….A man like MYSELF!!!!!

HE: What!?!?!

HA: This is going just too far! But still Gazzy barely responds…

Gazzy is seen at the top of the ramp as Max shouts one time.

MA: Go ahead walk away from this match, just like you walked away as a father, leaving your daughter behind, and your family! You pathetic piece of trash!!!!!

Gazzy pauses for a second, as Max words seem to have gotten his attention. Gazzy closes his fist. Max begins to grin.

HE: Come on Gazzy sign the contract!!!

HA: Max is really letting everything go here!!!

Gazzy stares up at the titantron as he spots Max, only for then to walk into the back as “@sshole” chants break out across the arena. Max is seen shaking his head, as Miles exits the ring.

HE: Guess the match is off at Ground Zero!

HA: Crazy how can Gazzy let us himself be pushed over like this!

HE: Crazy…One thing is for sure Max Adamson will get to hell and back to reveal this complex past history with GazzyD.

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 there is 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

The cameras flash to life as we see Blade walking into the building, head down, bag on his back. He gets to the main doors and is stopped by two security guards.

SG1 “I'm sorry pal, wrestlers only from here on in”

Blade “Ha, very funny fella, I'm Blade, now lemme through.”

SG2 (With a big smile on his face) “Blade, huh? I'm dagger and this is knife. You still ain't coming in”

Blade “I don’t need this, out of my way or you'll both end up knocked out.”

SG1 “The big guy wants to go, eh? You ain't coming in, so it looks like you're getting taken out!”

Blade and the Security Guard square up, “Boys, boys, boys”

Kelsey skips into shot and stands beside the butting men. “It’s time to stop playing now. Blade here is one of the so called “talents”; we can't have you beating him up. We're saving that job for Max Adamson tonight, aren't we Bladeykins?”

The second Security Guard laughs loudly, provoking Blade into a swift right to the jaw, knocking the guard down, but Blade is then pinned to the wall by the other member of security.

Kelsey walks over to go face to face with Blade.

“Oooooh Bladey, baby, that's the first punch you've landed in weeks! Maybe it is worth keeping you around; we feared you were for the scrapheap!”

Blade “Mark my words, you little bitch, Blade isn't gonna let this lie”

“Hehehe! Oh, Blade. It doesn't matter what you think you're going to do. We've all seen you out there lately; it’s gotten so bad we are starting to suspect you of throwing matches!”

The floored Security Guard gets up and moves towards Blade, but Kelsey wags her finger in his face. “Bladey baby is mine”.

Kelsey bites Blade's ear so hard it draws blood before giggling again. She turns and walks away.

“Once I'm out of the corridor boys, let Mr Blade free to get prepared for his beating tonight.”

Having turned to walk away, Kelsey stops and turns again. “Oh and Blade, if you touch these men again tonight, The Authority will take a dim view of your behaviour. There WILL be punishments for delinquency.”

She giggles and skips away as the scene fades.

We join Henry and Harold back at ringside they have excited looks plastered across their faces as they look set for the next match of the night, the crowd go quiet as Cold Ash and Colder Hearts begins to blast around the Copper Box Arena and the lights go red. The fans go crazy as The Talent Jimmy Phillips jogs out on to the stage, soaking in the attention before making his way down to the ring, as he jumps up on to the ring apron pyros shoot from the ring.

HA: Jimmy Phillips has already made a name for himself here in 6CW despite only coming across since the EWF merger, he'll be looking to put last weeks defeat behind him here tonight.

HE: I think he's got a chance, last week he was against The Authority...tonight, should be a whole different ball game!

HA: You're right Brother, tonight he faces off against another superstar who will be looking to put a bad result behind him, I expect a clean fight from these two and I can guarantee they'll put it all on the line to progress to the next round of the UK Championship Tournament.

The crowd go quiet for a second as Superstar by Lupe Fiasco begins to play and sparks fall from the stage, as Alejandro Suarez appears on the stage the crowd once again cheer for the high-flyer. Suarez whispers to himself before bolting to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope before jumping up on to the turnbuckles and saluting the adoring fans.

HA: This audience is split right down the middle for these two young athletes...the time for talking though is over...it's time to see who will be one step closer to that title belt!

The two men bump fists in the centre of the ring as the ref calls for the bell, they circle each other for a few moments, Suarez attempts the first move but Phillips pulls away before attempting a take down of his own but to no avail as Suarez jumps over the top of him and runs at the opposite rope. As he bounces back Phillips throws a huge clothesline that Suarez is able to duck under, once again he returns off the ropes this time Phillips is ready and catches Suarez, locking in a sleeper hold.

HE: It's time for The Talent to show his strength advantage, Suarez was building up a head of steam but it looks like Phillips cut him off at the source.

HA: Phillips may have a weight advantage but Suarez isn't to be taken lightly, for a high flyer he's surprisingly strong.

Phillips attempts to pull Suarez down to the matt but he battles back throwing elbows to the stomach of The Talent, Phillips grasp loosens as Suarez spins around locking his arms around the waist of The Talent.

HA: Belly to belly!

As Suarez attempts to lift Phillips over his head Jimmy locks his leg around Alejandro's before shoving him away, Suarez managing to use the momentum to his advantage springboarding off the ropes and hitting a rebound forearm smash sending Phillips sprawling backwards and through the ropes to the outside, Phillips begins to use the guard rail to pull himself up but is given no breathing space as he dives over the top rope sending both men crashing against the hard steel of the rail to the delight of the fans.

Crowd: HOLY SH!T x 10

HE: This is what I like to see...two men not holding anything back...only a minute in and they're already risking life and limb!

HA: That's what that title belt means to them, the chance to hold it up high and show the world what you're capable of.

Suarez and Phillips find their feet as Suarez continues his fast paced offence, landing hard kicks to the legs of The Talent as the ref orders them to get back in the ring, Suarez attempts to Irish whip Phillips towards the rail but it is easily countered as Phillips launches the high flyer towards the ring.

HE: I've never seen anything like that before!

The crowd stand on their feet as Suarez somehow manages to use the momentum of the whip to leap up on to the apron before returning with a huge tornado DDT to the outside, the ref continues to count the two men out, reaching 6 as Suarez rolls back in to the ring with The Talent Jimmy Phillips down on the outside.

HA: It looks like Suarez is happy to get through to the next round by winning on countout

HE: It's the smart thing to do, this young man has gone up in my estimations.

HA: Oh, he'll be thrilled...

The ref continues to count as Jimmy struggles to find his feet...7...he falls again, clawing at the apron in an attempt to pull himself back in to the ring...8...the crowd growing restless as Suarez stands watching The Talent, a guilty look across his face...9...

HA: It's a shame, this match had potential!

HE: I don't blame Suarez at all, this is the smart move!

..Suddenly the crowd are back on their feet as Suarez rolls down to the outside breaking the count.

HE: What an idiot! He had it won!

HA: Unlike some people Henry...Suarez doesn't want to win on a technicality!

The pace picks back up as Suarez rolls Phillips back in to the ring and climbs on to the apron sizing up his dazed opponent, the crowd begin to chant for both men as Suarez takes flight. Running along the apron Suarez jumps on to the turnbuckle before attempting a huge double axe handle

HE: I TOLD YOU! His decision is about to bite him on the ass!

The crowd are amazed as Phillips is able to reverse the axe handle, ducking under and hooking the arms for the Master lock, for a second Suarez fights back but Phillips cuts off the offence by charging The Superstar face first in to the turnbuckle before dragging him back to the centre of the ring, pushing hard on the neck of his opponent.

HA: This crowd is split! Half of them are willing on Suarez and the rest want him to tap out!

HE: After that compassion he showed before I think he deserves to lose the match, he had it in the palm of his hands and now he's helpless in the centre of the ring!

HA: Don't speak too soon!

Suarez drops down hitting Phillip's chin off the top of his head leaving both men down on the outside, the fans cheering on both men as they once again get back to their feet. They stare off for a few seconds before circling the ring again a smile crossing their faces. The two men lock up, Phillips transitions to the back of his opponent before hitting a snap Russian leg sweep for a one count; he gets to his feet and signals the end to the crowd working them up in to a frenzy as he begins to stalk Suarez. Suddenly the crowd go wild as Phillips bursts towards Suarez looking for the game changer on to hit with a hard Enziguri, leaving Phillips down as The Superstar makes the cover.

...ONE

…...TWO

…......THR-

KICKOUT!

HA: NO! For the second time tonight Suarez was moments away from winning this match

HE: He'll need to do more than that to get this win; he's got his work cut out for him here!

Suarez pulls himself using the ropes as Phillips rolls away towards the middle of the ring, he takes a second to soak in the chants from the crowd before pointing towards the turnbuckle with a daring look on his face, taking a second to play to the crowd he makes his way to the top.

HA: This is a man who loves to fly and it looks like he's about to take flight!

HE: He's taking his time though; this match is taking its toll on his competitor

The crowd burst to life as Phillips jumps to his feet, joining Suarez on the turnbuckle as the two men exchange blows high above the ring. Using his strength advantage Phillips takes control, bringing hard axe handles down towards Alejandro, Jimmy attempts to lift his opponent but Suarez fights back, hooking his legs around the turnbuckle and fighting back with shoulder barges leaving Phillips dazed.

HE: One of these men is about to take a one way trip downwards and it could spell the end of this match

The crowd still on their feet as the men continue to battle, exchanging strikes at the top of the ring post, Suarez loses his balance and drops down to the apron but manages to counter with a disaster kick sending Phillips back down to the matt, within a second Suarez jumps up landing both legs on the top rope hitting a huge split legged Moonsault

HA: The Superstar is clearly showing why these fans love him, this could be it!

...ONE

...TWO

...KICKOUT!

HE: Phillips is still in this one, I'm so impressed with the fight in this guy!

Suarez puts his face in his hands as he stares in disbelief at the ref, the fans still split 50/50 for both these men. Suarez gets to his feet and wills Phillips to his feet

HE: Tequila Slammer

Suarez attempts his Canadian Destroyer attack pulling Phillips in and flipping over his back only for The Talent to hit a variation of the Samoan Drop, both men get to their feet and square off once again.

HA: These two men are matched so well, Phillip's strength seems to be cancelled out by the high flying, high risk style of Suarez, I just can't call this one.

HE: What a reversal...

Suarez darts towards Phillips attempting a crucifix roll up only for Phillips to catch the lighter superstar on his back before running backwards towards the turnbuckle, Suarez stumbling away as Phillips bursts off the ropes...

HA: Game Changer!

Suarez ducks under The Game Changer attempt from Phillips and darts off the opposite ropes, the fans go crazy as he comes back jumping in to the air unleashing The Star Maker spin kick.

HA: OH MY GOD! What an impact!

The replay shows Phillips counter the Star Maker attempt from Suarez with a huge spinebuster in the centre of the ring before rolling over the top for bridged pin attempt

...ONE!
......TWO!
…......THRE-

HE: NO! How the hell...

Suarez manages to pull away The Talents feet saving himself at the last point to the shock of the crowd. Phillips looks at the ref in frustration who tells him to continue with the match as Suarez begins to pull himself up.

HA: These two men have gone through hell tonight Henry, it seems like being the new UK Champion is really spurring them on!
HE: I think The Talent is about to put this one away for good...

The crowd begin to cheer for Phillips as he begins to stalk his groggy opponent begging him to turn around. Suarez spins around...

HE: TOUCHDOWN!

...ONE!
…...TWO!
…......THREE!

HA: Phillips has done it, he overcame a great opponent to make it on to round two of the UK Championship Tournament...it could have been a different story but tonight the Talent comes out on top!

Cold Ash and Colder Hearts blasts from the sound system as the victorious Jimmy Phillips drops down to the outside and celebrates with the fans, the cheers stop for a second as a groggy Suarez rolls out of the ring and stands toe to toe with The Talent.

HE: It looks like things could carry on right now! Maybe Suarez is regretting breaking up that count out...he had this one in the bag!

Once again cheers erupt as Suarez offers his hand to which Jimmy accepts with a smile across his face, Suarez lifts Phillip's hand in to the air as the crowd give the two men a standing ovation.

Liam Wood is stood backstage when he is approached by Kelsey Callihan, Wood looks to the floor hoping to avoid her stare

KC: Liam, Liam, Liam do I really intimidate you that much that you avoid eye contact?

Little old me??? –Kelsey giggles and ruffles Woods hair but the Viper steps back

LW: What do you want skank?

KC: Fiery – I like it
Kelsey narrows her eyes and looks Wood up and down slowly. She starts to play with her hair, twisting and tousling the curls as she prepares to speak

LW: Spit it out, I really haven’t got all day!!!

Kelsey smiles
KC: OK I’ll cut to the chase. I am a business woman after all and this between me an you – This tension is clearly down to business, it has nothing to do with the frustration that I can see flowing through them big muscles

The way you look at me, staring at every curve

Kelsey steps towards Liam until they are almost nose to nose she whispers as her eyes close for a second

I could destroy you!!!!!!!!!!!

Wood snaps out of it pushing Kelsey back
LW: You think you’re clever, you think you have a magic spell cast over the locker room

I am not interested in your games Kelsey, did you have a reason for this little visit or are you just trying to screw with my mind?

Kelsey laughs
KC: It is not your mind I am after

I came here to offer you a deal, a proposal

LW: I don’t want anything to do with The Authority, I am nobody’s puppet

KC: Don’t worry darling you are not our type. Tonight I wanted to offer a good will gesture, an olive branch almost

I can’t help but think over the last month or so we have made your life a living hell

LW: No sh**!!!!!!

KC: Whilst the end game remains the same, you will lose that belt

LW: You’ll have to kill me first

KC: All in good time, but while that remains a certainty I wanted to at least even out the playing field a little

LW: What are you getting at Kelsey?

KC: Well last week you lost in the first round qualifier for the UK championship

LW: I was screwed!!!!!!

KC: Whatever, you lost, which automatically puts you into the Chamber of Horrors match at Ground Zero

LW: And your point???

KC: Well I wanted to give you the opportunity to get out of that match

LW: I’m listening

KC: All you have to do is win one match next week and I will remove you. Easy as that.

Do we have a deal?

LW: Who is my opponent?

Kelsey smiles evilly
KC: Do we have a deal???

LW: Yes, yes we have a deal who is my damn opponent?

Kelsey spins on her heels to walk away but Wood grabs her shoulder, Kelsey shrugs off his grip and smiles

KC: It’s Nate Nack in a no holds barred contest!!!!!!!!!!!

The crowd pop as Liam Wood shakes his head and takes a large intake of breath

Max is backstage with Christy James

CJ: Ladies and gentleman my guest at his time Max Adamson

Max looks smugly down the camera

Max: Not exactly the introduction I was hoping for Christy, I hope your affinity for Gazzy is not affecting your ability to manage this interview professionally

Or is it another attempt to steer the spotlight away from me, you think that by downplaying my history and not talking about my success that you will somehow lessen my importance

Are you really that stupid?

Christy looks on through gritted teeth

CJ: Max actually if you stopped talking and listening for a second you would find out that tonight I have been told………..

Max smiles as Christy corrects herself
CJ: Tonight I want to ask you about how you are finding 6CW since your return, obviously you are a veteran of the wrestling world and have huge experience of a multitude of wrestling companies, what I want to know is how the new 6CW compares to that?

We have gone through a lot of change in the last year or so since the rebirth and then now with the merge with EWF

Max rolls his eyes and struggles to contain a yawn
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.

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 down the camera

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 its peak. Ratings were through the roof. Everyone wanted a piece of 6CW. Now, it's a pathetic shadow of its 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 winks into the camera

Backstage

“No, no, no, this is just the first step; I'll beat that little Reborn idiot tonight without breaking into a sweat. This is the beginning of the story of glory. Marty Helms, UK Champion.”

The cameras are trained on Marty Helms as we walks towards the arena. He is strolling through the car park talking on his phone.

“Speaking of that little punk, I see him now. I'll catch you later; maybe I can convince the kid to not even bother showing tonight, for his own sake of course.”

Helms walks over to a car parked on its own. Reborn can only slightly be seen, his head just high enough to see over the window on the driver's side.

Helms approaches from the passenger's side “Kid, what are you doing?” Reborn doesn't move, seemingly deaf to Helms' words. Helms knocks on the window and Robin jumps, then slides down the window before turning his gaze back to what he was so focused on before.

RR “What?”

MH “What? Don't what me?! And look at me when you address Marty Helms! Your attitude is such a pity; you live your life like some sort of coming of age film. Act like a damn man!”

RR “What do you want Helms?”

MH “I did want to warn you off from our match tonight, but now I want to know what the hell you are doing?”

RR “I'm watching”

“What on earth are you watching, this place is dead”

“Over there, the flames, Ojore is here, and I always like to know where Ojore is. If he moves in this building, I try to be nearby, when time allows it. A man that size, a man that dangerous, sometimes he snaps, and I wanna be nearby to make sure he doesn't do any damage.”

“What are you talking about idiot? You got a match with me tonight and you're worried about Koko B Ware over there? I'm 6'6 and a damn sight more dangerous than that idiot.”

“That’s in the ring, Helms. I don't worry about the ring; you won't see my boots they'll be flying so fast. But out here, a guy like this. Look, you weren't in EWF. We feared FEAR because of this guy, but then he changed. He started marching to the beat of his own drum. Before he was under some control, but now he does what he wants. Now, not even The Authority plays with Ojore.”

“I don’t have time for this crap. You're scared of the big bad wolf. And if you're scared of him, you'll be terrified of me. See you out there, if you make it.”

Helms walks away, Reborn winds up the window again before turning his gaze instantly back to Ojore, completely oblivious to Helms once again.

We are back in the Copper Box arena and we go straight the announcers table where Henry and Harold are spotted with fans going wild in the background.

HE: Welcome back to Anarchy, and to the Copper Box Arena! What a thrilling night we have had so far as up next we have what is sure to be a classic match.

HA: Two men who have been in 6CW for various years but have never faced each other in one on one competition here in 6CW.

HE: You have the heart, the passion, the guts, of Blade vs the former World Champion, the mischievous Max Adamson.

HA: Speaking of Adamson I can’t believe what went down during the contract signing I mean he humiliated GazzyD in front of the whole 6CW fans. Gazzy showed his true character in my eyes by having no spine!

HE: How can you say that after everything he has been through.

*Radioactive” booms out as the fans erupt into a chorus of boo’s. Max makes his way out through the curtains wearing a pairs of trunks with Australia’s flag printed on it. Max then strides down the ramp and slides into the ring. Max then makes his way into the corner and leans back against the turnbuckle as he awaits for his opponent.

HE: Well one thing that can be said about Max, is that he has done exactly what he said he wanted to do. That was to make an impact like never before

HA: No one should underestimate this man, especially with that fire burning inside of him. Wanting to reclaim what is rightfully his.

I do what I want hits and the crowd go wild as a red and white mist descends over the stage, perforated by searching yellow spotlights – illuminating the arena. The fans are jumping out of their seats and giving a roaring ovation which ramps up even louder as Blade steps out through the billowing crimson cloud onto the stage. He stops on the stage and surveys the front row of the crowd with an emotionless stare, before making his way slowly and methodically down the ramp towards the ring.

HE: Throughout his time in 6CW Blade has displayed one characteristic more than anything. His never say die attitude means that this can could one day be a main eventer.

HA: No doubt about that Henry. Blade has come from very very far, her just needs to make the next step in right direction in order to make sure he meets his ambitions.

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

The match gets underway as the two men slowly walks towards each other. Max is seen smiling and trash talking Blade, and then shoves his hand in his face and pushes him away. Blade comes straight back into Max face, with Max continuously heard shouting “You ain’t Nothing!” and once again shoves Blade away. This time Blade flies back in a hard right out of nowhere, as he follows it up with a stiff right hook as Max falls back against the ropes. Blade delivers an irish whip but Max counters with one of his own. Blade comes charging off the ropes and hits a flying shoulder barge.

Max rushes to his feet and charges towards Blade who hits an arm drag. Man gets up once more, as he runs straight into another arm drag. Max gets up a third times as Blade flies in shoulder first backing Max into the corner. Blade then hits a quick series of shoulder thrust to the gut as he then smacks Max with an uppercut.

HE: What a start by Blade here!

HA: This man has been through the wars with Brown he knows all to well what it is like to be in a fight, and he is certainly bringing it to Max at the moment!

HE: If Max didn’t think Blade would be a threat tonight well, Blade is proving him wrong!

Blade then whips Max into the opposite corner but once again Max counters and sends Blade flying into the corner. Max then charges in with a big splash but Blade raises the boot and smacks Max in the jaw. Max stumbles away from the corner grasping his jaw as Blade follows up and plants Max in the center of the ring with a bulldog. Blade then goes for the cover.

1…..

2…..

HE: Max kicks out with authority!

HA: It’s crazy every time Max tries to find a way to get back into this match Blade responds emphatically, Max seems to have no idea what he has gotten himself into here.

Blade immediately locks in a headlock as he tries to keep Max grounded. Blade intensifies the hold as Max is seen trying to crawl towards the ropes. Max suddenly props himself up to one knee as Blade continues with the hold, with the crowd firmly behind him. Max then gets back to vertical basis slowly backs Blade against the ropes. Max then drives a few elbow shots to the gut as Blade loses his grip, but Blade responds with a hard knee shot the head, as Max falls back to one knee.

Blade then locks in a rear naked choke, as Max seems to fade away. Blade applies more and more pressure as Max crumbles back down to the mat. The ref rushes over and raises Max arm in the air but it smacks down hard on to the mat. Ref raises it a second time but this time is stays up, as a sudden rush of energy kicks in. Max pushes himself back up to a vertical basis and backs Blade against the ropes and then shoves him away. Blade runs the ropes, and Blade goes for a crossbody but Max catches Blade and hits a fall away slam.

HE: What a counter by Max, finally the open he needs.

HA: What an athlete! What a superstar! Tossed Blade away like a ragged doll!

Max is seen shaking his head, and then point to himself shouts “I am too good!” to a loud series of boo’s from the crowd. Max gets back up to his feet and makes his way towards Blade who is seen pushing himself back up. Max waits for Blade to gets to his feet as grabs a hold of him and hits a belly to belly suplex once again sending Blade flying across the ring. Max strides over and hits a hard stomp as he then pulls Blade back up to his feet. Max throws some forearm shots to the head, followed by a hard chop across the chest, and then finishes it off with a swinging neckbeaker. Max hooks the leg.

1….

2….

Thre.

HE: Blade gets the shoulder up!

HA: Max seems to be enjoying this, slowly but surely dissecting Blade.

Max winks at the ref, as he then grabs Blade and pulls him back up. Max hits a kick to the gut, then a kick across the face as Blade stumbles back against the ropes. Max then grabs Blade head and grinds it against the top rope and then throws him in the corner. Max then backs away and charges back in and smacks Blade with a clothesline in the corner. Max then props Blade on the top rope and climbs to the second and clobber Blade’s back. Max then climbs to the top rope, as he grabs Blade and pulls him up.

HE: No he isn’t going to…..

HA: SUPERPLEX FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!!

The two superstar crash in the center of the ring as Blade is seen grasping his back in pain as Max makes his way over and props him arm on Blade for the cover.

1…

2….

3!!!

HE: No!!!! Blade gets the shoulder up!

HA: Can’t believe it! How is he still in it?!

Max seems to get frustrated as he gets back to his feet as Blade is seen pushing himself on to his hands and knees.

HE: FAMAXER!!!

HA: Max hooks the leg!!!

1….

2…

3!!!!

HE: He’s got it!!!

HA: NO!!!! Blade leg on the bottom rope!!!

HE: What ring awareness! Max is going crazy here! He can’t believe it!

Max measures Blade up as Blade barely moves. A frustrated Max pulls Blade back to his feet, and probs him on his shoulders.

“RADIOACTIVE” HITS!!!

HE: What the?!

HA: That Max theme song, what’s going on?

Max drops Blade as he focuses towards the top of the ramp not understanding what is going on as the music continues to play.

HE: Max seems as confused as you are Harold!

HA: Watch out!!!

1….

2…

3!!!!!

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

MB: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!!!!


BLADE!!!!!!!

HE: QUICK ROLL UP BY BLADE!!!!!

Replay shows Blade rolling Max up for the pin from behind to get the pin, as he then quickly slides out of the ring with Max trying to grab a hold of him. Max is seen grasping his head in complete shock.

HA: DON’T TURN AROUND MAX!!!!

SMACK!!!!!!!!!

The arena erupts into a massive pop.

HE: WHAT A CHAIR SHOT BY GAZZYD!!!!!!!!

HA: What’s that he got in hand?

Gazzy takes out a pen, and signs the contract throwing it on Max, and then makes his way out of the ring. Gazzy then pauses as he turns back to face Max who is seen trying to get back up.

HA: Don’t do it Gazzy…Walk away!

*Crowd: GAZZY! GAZZY! GAZZY!!!!

Gazzy then dashes towards Max picks him up back to his feet.

HA: DEEP IMPACT!!!!!!!

HE: If Max ever doubted Gazzy desire I think he has had an emphatic answer…

Gazzy then stares down at Max’s lifeless body as the fans erupt in the background.

HE: It’s on!!! Gazzy vs Adamson at Ground Zero!!!

HA: We are finally going to see it!

HE: But is Gazzy in the right frame of mind? Or is he walking into another Adamson trap?

HA: One thing for sure, it is going to be one hell of a match!

The cameras flick back to life and have caught up with a quite notably angry Liam Wood. The Viper storms down a corridor with his EWF Title strapped up and hanging loosely from his neck, the belt bouncing up and down off his chest with the pace he is walking.

Wood stops and stares past the camera, towards the cameraman - “Will you just **** off, that thing needs to get out of my face or I'll break it, you hear me?”

The camera stutters a sentence and stumbles back as Wood steps towards him, only to be halted as “Hey, Liam, man, back up!”

From behind the cameraman walks Thunder; he goes and stands with his old friend.

Thunder “This isn't the right way, and this isn't how we do things. Don't let them play games; they are using your emotions against you. Follow that path and you make the wrong moves.”

Wood looks riled up still, almost aggressively daring Thunder to annoy him enough to take real offence.

Wood “Thunder, I gotta deal with this and I have got to deal with them soon. Nobody plays games with the Best in the Business, not games they will win anyway!”

Thunder sighs “Look, Liam. Look at me; do this Liam Wood way. Go out there when the time is right and show them why you hold that title. They can wage war, but they can't out-wrestle The Viper Liam Wood.”

Wood turns to leave, but just stands still. Shoulders slumped. “I'll do it our way, in the ring, like a Champion. Thanks Thunder, I needed that”

He turns and shakes Thunder's hand before walking off again, with Thunder shouting after him “And take that damn belt off from around your neck, you look like a tacky MC Hammer!”

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 threatening to tear himself apart when he has the most to lose. Time is ticking till your fairy tale title runs becomes a nightmare.

At the PPV I’m 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, I’m 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 you’re 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 I’m 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.

*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 build-up 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 tonight’s match up?

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 tonight.

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 ….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.

He: Welome back folks. We continue now with another first round match in the UK Title tournament as Robin Reborn takes on Marty Helms

Ha: I really can't call this one. Reborn has been impressive since he debuted back in EWF, but we all know what Helms is like and the levels he'll go to in order o pick up the win

He: and that is why I think Helms will progress here tonight. While Reborn will have these fans out of their seats with his high risk, Helms will take no unnecessary risks to ensure he comes out of this with the W

The fans begin to cheer as 'Thrift Shop' begins to play. Smoke rises from the stage and Reborn jogs out on to the stage. He races from side to side playing up to the fans before making his way down to the ring. He jumps up on the ring apron and then slingshots himself into the ring

Ha: Reborn is fired up here tonight

He: A little too excitable, he's going to need to contain this excitement otherwise we could see some mistakes creep into his game, and with his high risk you don't want to be making mistakes

The mood in the arena quickly changes to boos as the sound of sirens can be heard wailing over the Copper box speaker system. Marty Helms walks out to the arena and stares around at the fans soaking in the abuse. He makes his way slowly down to the ring, eyes fixed on Reborn.

He: Helms is so focused right now, he hasn't taken his eyes off Reborn since he started making his way down here

Ha: Believe me Reborn will be just as focused

The two men circle each other in the middle of the ring as the referee calls for the bell. They tie up and begin to jostle for an advantage. Helms begins to push Reborn back toward the corner of the ring and pushes him up against the turnbuckle. He rubs his forearm in the face of Reborn and the official breaks them up. Helms goes to tie up again but Reborn uses his speed advantage and ducks out the way and then goes on the attack with a range of kicks to the legs and the midsection.

Helms manages to push Reborn away but the fan favourite goes on the attack again. He runs at Helms and hits a running dropkick. Helms falls to the mat and exits the ring under the bottom rope to buy himself time

Ha: INCOMING!!

The crowd go wild as Reborn runs and jumps clear over the top rope and takes Helms down with a spinning suicide dive. He jumps straight back to his feet and high fives some of the fans in the front row. Reborn climbs onto the crowd barrier and waits as Helms gets to his feet, he jumps off

Ha: uh-oh

He: and that’s the unnecessary high risk I spoke about.

The crowd groan as Helms catches Reborn in the air and then drives him into the ring post back first. He rolls in and out of the ring to interrupt the referees count. Helms picks Reborn up and then drives him into the ring apron applying more pressure on the lower back. Helms lifts Reborn back to his feet and then throws him back in the ring. He climbs up onto the ring apron and then hits a leg drop as Reborns head overhangs to the outside

Helms slides back in the ring and stalks Reborn as he tries to get to his feet. He lifts him and charges him into the corner of the ring, driving his shoulder deep in the gut of Reborn. He delivers several shoulder thrusts and then follows up with a flurry of punches ending in an uppercut which causes Reborn to fall down slumped in the corner of the ring. Helms bounces off the opposite rope and delivers a vicious boot to the side of Reborns head and then drags him out of the corner

He: first pin attempt

1

2

Ha: not enough to put Reborn away

Helms gets up and drags Reborn to his feet. He pushes him against the ropes and whips him across the ring and then hits an inverted atomic drop and knocks Reborn down with a running elbow before going for another pin

1

2

Reborn gets his shoulder off the mat as Helms looks in disgust. He gets to his feet and violently stomps down as Reborn is slowly trying to get to his feet. Helms drags him up and rocks him with an uppercut and Reborn staggers backward toward the rope, he runs at him

Ha: LOW BRIDGE FROM REBORN AND HELMS IS OUT OF HERE!!

Helms runs at Reborn aiming a big boot only for Reborn to fall down to the mat pulling down the top rope and Helms goes flying to the outside. Reborn gingerly pulls himself up using the top rope for support

Ha: WHAT A MOONSAULT

The flashes of camera can be seen around the crowd as Reborn takes to the air with a springboard moonsault to the outside. Reborn disappears around the side of the ring as Helms slowly gets to his feet

He: This kid doesn't half use his surroundings to his advantage

As Helms gets up Reborn runs the crowd barrier and then jumps off taking Helms back down with a flying clothesline. Reborn gets back up and picks Helms up. He rolls him in the ring and then jumps up onto the ring apron

Ha: Springboard frogsplash...this could be it

One

Two

thr....so close

Reborn exhales heavily as Helms throws his arm off the mat at the last second. He gets up and picks Helms up backing him into the corner of the ring. He hits a chop across the chest and then whips Helms into the opposite corner

Ha: You just can't take your eyes off Reborn

Reborn runs at Helms and hits a monkey flip sending him flying across the ring and then he follows up with a lionsault off the second rope and hooks the leg of Helms

1

2

3

Helms manages to kick out and reborn stays on the offensive. He pulls Helms up to his feet and then knocks him straight back down with a clothesline, Helms gets straight back up but is knocked down with another and then gets back up

Ha: WHAT A KICK FROM REBORN!! HELMS IS OUT COLD

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He: HELMS GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE

Reborn looks to the heavens as he gets to his feet. He exits the ring to the apron and waits as Helms slowly gets to his feet

Ha: Springboard hurrica......

He: POWERBOMB!! WHAT A COUNTER

Helms plants Reborn down to the mat. Helms pulls himself up using the ropes and then hits a sharp kick to the side of Reborn. Helms circles his opponent and shouts for him to get to his feet. Reborn tries to get up but is met with another sharp kick to the ribs.

He: The pendulum now swinging in Helms' favour as he goes to work on the back and mid section once again

Helms picks Reborn off the mat and throws him up into the corner of the ring. He whips him into the opposite corner and the Robin bounces out of the corner and stumbles forwards into a big body drop. Helms shouts abuse into the crowd which is met with a loud chorus of boos.

He picks Reborn up and kicks him in the gut and then hits a snap suplex and hooks the leg

1

2

kick out, Helms hooks the leg again

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2

Kick out, he hooks the leg a third time

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Ha: another kick out from Reborn and Helms is starting to lose his cool.

Helms hits the mat looking for a quicker count. He gets to his feet and stomps down on Reborn and then backs away as his opponent slowly gets to his feet

He: MY GOD WHAT A SPEAR! HE ALMOST BROKE HIM IN HALF! SURELY THAT'S ALL SHE WROTE

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Ha: HOW CLOSE WAS THAT???

Helms gets to his feet again and backs the official into the corner staring a hole through him. He turns back to face Reborn who is slowly getting to his feet and then kicks him in the stomach and then hits a pump handle slam and hooks the leg again

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Ha: KICK OUT AGAIN!!!

Helms is furious as he gets to his feet again. He lifts Reborn up and whips him against the ropes and drops him back to the mat with a Samoan Drop. Helms starts to stalk Reborn who is trying desperately to get to his feet

He: SLEEPER LOCKED IN IN THE CENTRE OF the RING AND REBORN HAS NOWHERE TO GO

The crowd are trying their hardest to get behind Reborn as he tries to fight against the submission hold. He hangs on for a minute before he slowly begins to fade and falls down to the mat. Helms applies more pressure in the sleeper hold as the referee looks for the submission.

Helms tightens his grip and the eyes of Reborn close as his fight disappears. His body falls limp and the referee grabs his arm and raises it in the air

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Reborns arm falls down again as the referee starts to raise it for a third time

He: One more time and this one's over THRE...

Ha: NOT SO QUICK!!

The crowd erupt as Reborn catches his arm before it hits the canvas and he raises it high in the air. 'REBORN' chants circle around the arena and he begins to feed off their energy. He starts to shake his arm in unison with the chants and then slowly battles his way up to his feet. Helms has the sleeper hold still locked in and Reborn starts to deliver some elbows to the mid section as Helms breaks the hold. He breaks free

Ha: Reborn building up a head of steam here

He: WHAT A SPINEBUSTER! THATS ALL SHE WROTE

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THREE.....KICK OUT AGAIN! I DON'T BELIEVE IT. WHAT HEART ON SHOW FROM REBORN

Helms is livid. He swears at the referee and grabs him by the scruff of the neck. He goes to lay him out but has second thoughts knowing his actions would get him disqualified. He pushes the official away and then he shouts out at the crowd 'LIGHTS OUT!!' which is met to boos from the crowd. He stalks his opponent as he tries valiantly to get to his feet

He: He's looking for the lights out elbow

Ha: ENZIGURI! WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?

The crowd begin to cheer as Reborn instinctively avoids the elbow attack from Helms and then wraps his foot around the back of his head. Both men are down in the centre of the ring as the official starts to count them both out

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Ha: Both men are up....KNOCKDOWN FROM REBORN

The crowd are back positive as Reborn ducks under a clothesline attempt bounces off the ropes and hits a running forearm, Helms gets straight back up and is knocked down with another flying forearm and then he hits a flying head scissors sending Helms sprawling hung up across the second rope. Reborn bounces off the opposite ropes and then runs at Helms

Ha: 619............SPRINGBOARD SENTON WHAT A MOVE

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Ha: SO CLOSE!! MAN ALIVE I THOUGHT THAT WAS IT

He: I think most of this crowd did

Reborn quickly gets to his feet and then climbs to the top rope. He waits for Helms to get to his feet and then jumps through the air

Ha: What a hurricanrana. Helms doesn't know what’s hit him here.....SHINING WIZARD HELMS IS OUT COLD

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He: KICK OUT! REBORN IS GETTING CLOSER

Reborn jumps up to his feet. He climbs up to the middle rope and waits as Helms gets up. Reborn jumps through the air and knocks Helms down with a missile dropkick. Reborn stands over Helms who has to use his opponent to start to pull himself up. Reborn grabs him by the head

Ha: HUGE DDT

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He: But still not enough to put Helms away. Both men could have won this one

Reborn stays on the offense. He stands over Helms and then hits a standing moonsault. Reborn gets back to his feet and exits the ring to the apron. He looks around at the crowd

Ha: SPRINGBOARD SHOOTING STAR PRESS! THAT WAS INCREDIBLE

crowd: 6CDUBx5

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Ha: What an incredible offensive move from Reborn there. How he hasn't put Helms away I don't know

He: I told you at the beginning. Helms knows how to win, if it means taking some punishment that won't matter when he's victorious

Reborn doesn't let it faze him. He jumps straight back up and climbs to the top rope. He looks down at Helms before leaping

Ha: 450 SPLASH

He: But Helms rolls away

Ha: How on Earth did Reborn just land on his feet? Springboards.....OH MY GOD!!!

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He: My word what an end to that match. What impact there from Helms. I told you he'd pick up the win

We see replays of the end of the fight. We see Reborn jump off the rope and then land on his feet part way through the 450 splash as Helms moves out of the way. He runs at the ropes and then springboards off going for a disaster kick but flies straight into the lights out elbow from Helms and then Helms picks up the win

He: I'll give credit to Reborn, he put on a hell of a show but I said all along that Helms would win and he duly has done

Ha: Reborn could have easily won this on more than one occasion and on another night I think he would have done. Great showing though by the former EWF star

The official tries to raise Helms arm in the air but he pulls it away. He kicks Reborn out of the ring under the bottom rope before climbing the top rope and taunting the crowd.

Mike Masters appears on screen pacing back and forth on screen in the backstage area, as the crowd gives a mix reaction. Masters then suddenly stops Christy James appears on screen by Masters side

CJ: Hi Mike, I hope I am not interrupting anything.

Masters is seen frowning clenching his jaw.

MM: Go ahead Christy, this is as good as it will ever get.

Christy pauses feeling uneasy as she then presses the mic against her lips.

CJ: Mike based on your match on Anarchy 2 weeks ago, rumours have been going round the back that you are displeased with your current position in the company.

Masters chuckles.

MM: Displeased? Christy you have been here since the very start of the Re-Birth. Ever since Mike Masters has appeared on Anarchy I have repeatedly been stealing the show. When it comes to performances in that ring, out of everyone who walks through them ropes, no one puts on a show quite like me. You can go ahead and try and paint the picture anyway you want. I have been constantly disregarded, barely promoted, barely showcased. I have kept my mouth shut for over 9 months trying to do things the old fashioned way, earn my way into the main event…

I have reached out and seized every single dam occasion I have had on TV. I have climbed that god dam ladder, and reached out for those imaginary brass ring more than any other superstar in this company! Whether it was Jones, or Andrews, Mike Masters deserves to be in the god dam main event! I deserve to be headlining PPV! I deserve to call myself World Heavyweight Champion! Whether it is EWF or 6CW it doesn’t matter! Everybody in this company and the fans know that I am THE Perfect Superstar and people like Enforcer, Costello, Orthrus, and Plague aren’t!

CJ: You beat Jason Sparxz in a impressive fashion, and move over to the next round of the UK Title, is that road you would like to explore?

Masters nods his head as he then points to the camera.

MM: You know what Christy ever since Beachfront Brawl everyone been talking about one superstar, and that man is Mike Masters!!!! These fans saw what I was capable that now, and saw exactly why I am not cocky, just dam good at what I do. So as far as the UK title goes it is simple. If I have to win the UK title to get noticed by those idiots upstairs then I will…But truth be told ever since EWF merged with 6CW things have gone jubblies up here! I mean we have two baboons who can barely tie there own shoelaces running this asylum. They are trying to make their own mark on this business, and show the world that they mean business…While I would tend to agree, and understand their motives, their decisions are coming at the cost of my career. I mean correct me if I am wrong Christy, but did I not enter the Ruler of the Ring match as number 1?

Christy nods her head.

CJ: Yes you did.

MM: Did I not outlast 23 other men?

CJ: Yes

MM: Did I not eliminate 4 men, and steal the whole dam show?!

The crowd erupts.

Crowd; YES!!! YES!!! YES!!!!!

MM: That is what I thought! I should be number one contenders! No man in this company can do the things that I can do! I am better than Nate Nack! I am better than Liam Wood! Hell had I not been number 1 at the Ruler of the Ring match I guarantee I would be standing here today as World Heavyweight Champion! But instead of being giving a chance in the world heavyweight title a one on one rematch with Nate Nack I am thrown into the pits of the UK title division, because Jones and Callihan want Enforcer, Costello, Orthrus, or Plague to be one of their two champions…4 men that Mike Masters could beat any single dam night of the week!
It has been only 2 weeks into the new regime and I can already say that instead of looking for “Yes” men to do your bidding Jones and Callihan you need to looking after your hottest commodity in 6cW at the moment. That is me!

This isn’t arrogance, or a change in attitude, because quite frankly I couldn’t care less what these people think of me, but the fact that they cheer my name, proves to me that I am THE MAN right here in 6CW. That I am the best this dam company has to offer! So did I use Jason Sparxz to send a message? Your dam right I did! And the message is clear! I am the guy that is single handily changing Wednesday Nights! I am the man that is putting 6CW on the map! I made this company relevant again! And I am the man who will no longer be disregarded by 6CW management! So either you do the right thing and give me what I deserve or I will do what I always do! STEAL THE WHOLE DAM F***ING SHOW!!!!!!! BECAUSE I AM MIKE MASTERS!!!!!! I AM PERFECT AND ALL YOU 6CW SUPERSTARS AREN’T!!!!!

Masters strides off screen as Christy is seen smiling, a “Masters” chant begins across the arena.

HE: Strong words by Masters!

HA: But how will 6CW management react?

HE: Who knows but he has put them on notice, either give me the opportunity or deal with his actions!

HA: Jones and Callihan have got a lot to think about!

A video starts to play 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)

Kelsey walks into the office of The Authority, swivels on the big chair and giggles to herself. “Tonight is a fun night...oooh hello! What is this?” She grabs at a disc left on the desk and places it straight into the laptop in front of her.

“Oooooh, a little video of that Reborn boy, I haven't played any games with him yet”. It appears to be security footage from the building.

We then watch the footage as Robin Reborn is alone in the locker room, collecting his things together. Without warning, a figure storms in and lifts him into the air, above his head. We can see from the size and shape of the man that the monster Ojore has taken hold of Reborn.

Through the speakers we hear a roar of rage, before Robin is thrown against the opposite wall, launched from above Ojore's head and across the room. “Ojore don't play games!” He picks up Reborn's dishevelled figure and places him on his shoulder, running him head first into the mirror on the wall and breaking it into pieces.

Ojore lifts Reborn again and stands him on his feet against the wall, working him over with fast right hands, surprisingly quick for a man of his size. Reborn stays standing, wobbling on his feet, as Ojore steps back to the other side of the room and charges. He flattens Reborn with the full weight of his body.

Reborn drops down to the ground and we see blood dripping from where Ojore's head hit the wall. He faces the camera, blood pouring from his forehead and says “Ojore play no games, Ojore answer to no Authority.”

He slowly leaves the room, Reborn unmoved on the floor in the midst of the carnage created.

Kelsey sits back in her chair and giggles again. “I like this one.”


Cameras fade.

The scene is back at ringside and there is a good reception from the crowd as “It’s an Omen” screams out and is then followed by “Granite”. Green and silver pyros explode high up into the rafters before Chaos makes his entrance onto the stage.

HA: Fatal four way action up next here on Anarchy, folks, and this is a chance for these four superstars to really showcase themselves here tonight….

HE: When you’re in a match like this against multiple guys and you pick up a win, that gets you big recognition….I’m not saying the winner of this match is going to be the next world champion but it will definitely raise you up the ladder quite fast….

HA: Four very contrasting superstars but all of them feel like they could be heading places in this promotion….

The cheers continue as Chaos makes his way down to the ring and then slides under the bottom rope. He heads to the corner and poses in front of the crowd as the flashbulbs go off all around.

HA: Chaos is a former 6WF World Champion…he had made a career off of defying the odds and overcoming opponents who are much larger than him….

HE: But last week he tasted defeat at the hands of Tyler Roth and he needs to start from scratch once again in his 6CW tenure….a win in a match like this will propel him back into title contention, no doubts about that….

HA: Well remember the announcement last week from Kelsey Callihan….all the superstars who lost their first round matches in the UK Title tournament will get another shot at championship gold inside the Chamber of Horrors match for the Extreme Championship….

HE: Chaos will still need a lot of momentum if he wants to stand any chance in a match like that…

Chaos climbs down off the ropes as “I am perfection” echoes out of the speakers and the crowd boo the entrance of Johnathan Daniels. Golden pyros illuminate the front of the stage and then the big man appears on in the entrance, a confident smile upon his face.

HA: Here is a superstar who did win his first round match in the UK tournament….Daniels was very impressive in defeating Blade last time out and he will want to keep himself ticking over with another win tonight…

HE: It is crucial for a guy like Daniels to keep his momentum right now….he is a very talented prospect and he could have a big future…

Daniels sneers at the crowd as he makes his way down to the ring and then up onto the apron. He stares at Chaos, who looks back, and then climbs over the ropes and into the ring. There is a stare down between both men until it is interrupted by “Champion”.

HA: Another superstar with potentially a big future ahead of him…although he does not have the support of the crowd…

HE: These people are just jealous that they don’t possess the talent that Masters does…

A lone spotlight hits the stage as Mike Masters swaggers out into view, an arrogant smile upon his face. He ignores the abuse from the audience as he makes his way to the ring, trash talking his opponents as he does so.

HA: Masters really showed his ruthless edge last week when he disposed of Jason Sparxz…

HE: He showed that he is willing to do whatever it takes to get to the top, a real sign of a champion….he took a former EWF World Champion and dismantled him…

HA: With a steel chair…

HE: It doesn’t matter how he did it….Masters was on the money last time out and he is in the next round of the UK Title tournament….you can’t take that away from him….another big win for him tonight will give some serious confidence…

Masters laughs off the jibes from the crowd and then he jumps on the apron and climbs inside. He looks Chaos up and down with a smirk and then looks at Daniels with an air of insignificance. The crowd are chanting “You suck” and then “Gangster rap made me do it” blasts out to a chorus of boos from everyone in attendance.

HA: Arguably the favourite in this match….

HE: Not the fan’s favourite but definitely the favourite….DeMarcus Brown is heading for the big time, I would bet money on it…

HA: A highly-talented but fierce and controversial competitor is DeMarcus Brown….he is sadistic and violent as we saw during his rivalry with Blade…

HE: Brown has no problem in bending the rules to his advantage….there is nothing he won’t do in order to get his arm raised in victory….I love this guy…

HA: He is not popular amongst the 6CW universe but you cannot deny his talent….last week he pinned the EWF World Champion, Liam Wood and advanced in the UK Championship tournament….Brown is destined for big things, in my opinion….

Brown peers out from beneath his hood as he slowly makes his way down the ramp. He stops in the aisleway and looks up at his opposition before removing his hood and the bandana from around his mouth. The crowd’s boos grow louder as Brown lays his hoody at the base of the ring and then climbs in….

HE: These are four superstars, all looking to take that next step in their careers….a win in a match like this will elevate you above your rivals…

HA: Matches like this can be the beginning of a monumental rise…

The referee has a word with all four men as they take to their own individual corners. There is a lot of staring and eyeing one another up as the bell sounds and the match is declared underway. Chaos moves out from the corner, looking from side to side, only to take a hard boot right to the head from Johnathan Daniels…

HE: Chaos’ size is going to be problematic in this match I sense….

Chaos staggers back into the ropes and Masters quickly runs into him with a dropkick that sends Chaos through the ropes and to the outside. Masters gets back up quickly and he eats a heavy clothesline from Daniels, who in turn is attacked from behind by Demarcus Brown. Daniels staggers into the corner and Brown pummels him with hard punches and kicks…

HA: There will be no allegiances in this match….all of these men are going to look to hurt one another…

HE: I wouldn’t expect it any other way….there are no friends in the wrestling business, despite what others may tell you….

Brown continues to beat Daniels down with a furious assault in the corner before Mike Masters sneaks in and rolls Brown up…………………..1………………………………2…………………….kickout. Brown is quickly back up and he drives a fierce knee into Masters’ gut and then scores with a huge belly to belly slam……………………1……………………..2……………..Chaos jumps over the top rope and breaks it up with a splash.

HA: Multi man matches are notorious for so many nearfalls…

Brown gets up and swings at Chaos but the smaller man ducks and springs onto the ropes before twisting back and headscissoring Brown to the mat. Brown is back up and Chaos dropkicks his knees out from under him and then lands a standing moonsault to the back……………………1……………………….2……………..powerout!

HE: Duck…

Daniels runs out of the corner for a brogue kick but Chaos ducks just in time and then dropkicks Daniels in the back, sending him toppling into the middle rope. Chaos throws his arm in the air as he runs to the opposite side of the ring and then sprints back…

HA: 619!

Daniels catches Chaos’ legs in the attempted slingshot kick and he rags him into the air and destroys Chaos with a crunching powerbomb…………………1…………………………2………………….Masters breaks up the pinfall. Masters gets back up to his feet and he runs into Daniels, turning him into a neckbreaker as they make contact……………………1……………………..2………….Daniels gets his shoulder up. Masters rolls back onto his feet and he waits for Daniels to stand before springing onto the ropes…

HE: Disaster kick…

Daniels ducks the kick and then drills Masters with a full nelson slam…………………..1…………………2…………..Masters gets his shoulder up. Daniels stands back up and he is immediately spun around by DeMarcus Brown and lifted onto his shoulders…

HA: Broken home…

Daniels falls off the back and he locks his hands around Brown’s waist before slinging him into a huge German suplex………………….1……………………2…………………….kickout. He then drags Brown up into a gutwrench and spins him into a sitout powerbomb……………………….1………………………….2……………..Chaos breaks the cover with a stiff low dropkick right to Daniels’ face.

HE: That was a rude awakening…

HA; The action is frantic thus far…

Daniels staggers back up and Chaos slams hard kicks into his legs before landing a spinning roundhouse kick that sends Daniels back into the corner. Chaos rushes in with a flying clothesline and then he runs Daniels back out into a one handed bulldog. The crowd are cheering as Chaos then sprints to the ropes and dives into a springboard…

HE: DISASTER KICK!

HA: AMAZING…

The crowd are on their feet, mesmerized, as Mike Masters springboards off the opposite ropes and he catches Chaos in midair with a thunderous kick right to the face…
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HE: Chokeslam…

Masters manages to jump out of the side and he pushes Daniels away, straight into a Samoan drop from Demarcus Brown…………………….1…………………………..2………….broken up by Masters again. Masters gets back up and he quickly grabs Brown by the arm and tries to whip him to the corner…

HA: Not a chance…

Brown puts the brakes on and then uses his superior power to whip Masters into the corner, only for Masters to head straight up the ropes and twist back into a perfect whisper in the wind takedown. The crowd applaud and then Masters pulls Brown up and turns his arms….

HE: GRINGO…

Brown pushes Masters into the ropes and then up onto his shoulders as he comes back. Brown spins Masters around…

HA: BROKEN HOME….

Masters jams his elbow into Brown’s jaw and then drops off the side, leaving Chaos to springboard from the top rope and take Brown out with a missile dropkick…………………..1………………….2……………….Brown kicks out. Chaos adjusts his mask and then drags Brown back up, hooking his arms into place as the crowd give a cheer…

HE: G-FORCE!

Brown refuses to budge and then he rushes Chaos back into the corner and almost spears him through the turnbuckle. Brown opens up with a series of hard shoulder thrusts before lifting Chaos up onto the top rope. He uses his power to drive uppercuts into the face of the smaller man and then he climbs up on the ropes as well…

HA: This is not where Chaos needs to be right now…

HE: He is one move away from being destroyed…

Brown hooks Chaos in place and seems to be setting up for a superplex but Chaos begins to wriggle and punch his way free. He swings his arms relentlessly to the body of Brown, winding the bigger man, and then he grabs his head and slams it down off the turnbuckle three times…

HA: Chaos is fighting tooth and nail…

HE: But he still needs to get down off of those ropes…

HA: THAT’LL WORK!

Crowd: that was awe-some x5

Chaos suddenly sunset flips over Brown’s head and he powerbombs him down off the top rope to the mat below………………1………………………………..2…………………….Johnathan Daniels is on hand to break up the cover.

HE: Demarcus Brown got a little reprieve there….

HA: I can’t see him thanking Daniels anytime soon…

Chaos is quickly back up but Daniels goes right to the stomach with a thunderous knee and then he bench presses Chaos over his head with ease and walks him to the ropes, dumping him down to the outside with no hesitation. Masters is back to his feet and he drives a hard kick into Daniels stomach as he turns around and then nails a twisting neckbreaker. Daniels is down and Masters heads for the corner…

HE: Masters looking to finish this match…

HA: The rest of the playing field are down….450 SPLASH!

Masters comes flying from the top rope into the front flip splash, but he lands right across the knees of Daniels and away in agony. He tries to stumble back up to his feet as DeMarcus Brown quickly moves in and scoops Masters up…

HA: BROKEN HOME!

Masters is completely flattened into the canvass and Brown nods his head as he drops down and hooks both legs…
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HE: Masters was never kicking out there, Daniels bailing him out…

Brown gets back up and he dives into Daniels and hammers to the body but Daniels lands a brutal uppercut to the ribcage of his opponent and whips him off the ropes before spinning him into a huge blackhole slam…………………..1…………………………………..2………………..thr-broken up!

HA: SPINAL TAP!

Chaos flips off the top rope into the corkscrew splash that breaks the pinfall up at the final moment. Daniels staggers back to his feet and Chaos stomps on his gut before hooking his arms…

HA: G-force!

Chaos nails the “Angel wings” in the centre of the ring and he makes the cover…………………1………………2……..Masters is able to just move across and break the cover. Chaos gets back up and he quickly sprints off the ropes and returns with a low hesitation dropkick to the face before running the ropes and springboarding…

HE: LIONSAULT!

Masters looks to drive his knees up and block the lionsault but Chaos shows great athleticism to seize Masters’ legs as he floats over and he twists him into a sharpshooter…

HA: G-SPOT….Masters in agony, he has to tap out…

Masters is yelling out in pain as Chaos wraps his legs into place and really pulls back on his spine. The referee is urging Masters to consider his position but he is unwilling to tap out, instead choosing to try and drag himself closer to the ropes…

HE: Those ropes may just be too far away…Masters is going to need to dig deep here…

HA: He is in a real tight spot….Chaos looks set for victory…

Masters’ hand is quivering as he toys with the idea of tapping out, but instead he shakes his head and grits his teeth. Chaos is wrenching back on the legs further, sending shockwaves up the spine of Masters. It looks as though Masters is about to give up when DeMarcus Brown seizes Chaos by the mask and drag him out of the submission hold…

HE: Go on Demarcus…

Chaos kicks out at the gut of Brown and then runs off the ropes, only to return into a ring-shaking spinebuster. Brown stands up and he taunts the crowd before kneeling down in the corner with a smile upon his face. Chaos holds his ribs as he gets back to a standing base and Brown runs at him…

HA: DRIVE-BY!

Chaos counters the spear into a leaping enzeguiri and then runs off the ropes and dives into a springboard, floating back with an impressive lionsault…………………………1………………………….2………………shoulder up. Chaos scrambles up and he nails a standing moonsault on Brown before heading to the corner and ascending the ropes…

HE: Chaos taking a risk….

HA: He’s feeling froggy….PAY OFF!

The crowd cheer as Chaos comes flying through the air and he lands the frogsplash to the chest of DeMarcus Brown…………………………….1………………………..2…………………..Brown just manages to get his shoulder up. Chaos draws on the support of the crowd and he beckons Brown back up and then crashes a brutal buzzsaw kick against his temple…

HA: Brown might be out cold after that shot…Chaos going for the kill….CHAOS RISING!

Chaos leaps up to the top rope for his patented split-legged moonsault but Jonathan Daniels rushes over and pushes him over the turnbuckle to the outside of the ring. Daniels then dives into a cover on Brown………………..1………………………2…………………shoulder up!

HE: Daniels was looking to pick the scraps there…

HA: He still may….Brown looks dazed, Jackhammer…

Brown puts the brakes on and then he pushes Daniels back against the turnbuckle and rushes in after him for a splash, only for Daniels to step aside. Brown hits the turnbuckle and staggers around as Daniels runs the ropes and returns with a heavy brogue kick right to the face….
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HE: So, so close….

Masters gets to his feet quickly and he slams punches into Daniels’ head before attempting an irish whip. Daniels is too strong, though, and he counters with a whip of his own but Masters ducks his clothesline attempt on the comeback and keeps running to the opposite side…

HA: DISASTER KICK!

The thud is heard around the arena as Masters ploughs his boot right into Daniels’ jaw off the springboard, sending him crashing to the deck. Masters makes his way over to the corner and he climbs up onto the top rope before flying off…

HE: 450 Splash…..Masters has it…

The referee slides into position and begins to count Daniels’ shoulders to the mat………………..1………………………..2……………………..3!

HA: COAST TO COAST!

Chaos comes flying from the opposite side of the ring and he dropkicks into Mike Masters and sends him flying from the ring. Chaos looks over the ropes at Masters and shakes his head before turning back around…

HE: DRIVE BY….YES!

The crowd’s cheers quickly turn to boos as DeMarcus Brown almost splits Chaos in half with the spear. Chaos rolls into the corner and out of danger but leaves the path open for Brown to drag Daniels back to his feet and scoop him up…

HA: And a “Broken Home” for an exclamation point…

HE: This is a future world champion in the making…

The count is academic as Brown kneels over Daniels with both palms on his chest………………..1………………………2…………………3!

HA: DeMarcus Brown with a big victory here tonight…

HE: The future is bright….

“Gangster rap” is echoing out of the PA system and the crowd are booing as Brown gets back to his feet and beats his chest with a celebratory smirk. Brown allows the referee to raise his arm in victory but then he shoves the official away and looks down at Daniels with a look of disgust. Chaos is crouched in the corner, holding his ribs, and Brown smiles at him before leaving the ring.

HA: Fantastic match between four brilliant athletes but only one could be victorious and that one is DeMarcus Brown…

HE: He’s making waves and if you ask me you are looking at the next 6CW UK Champion…

HA: Could very well be….Brown is one to watch without a doubt…

Mike Masters is looking annoyed on the outside and Brown passes him in the aisle way, barely even stopping to look. Brown gets to the top of the stage and he puts his hoody back on before raising the hood over his head and disappearing into the backstage area.

Backstage and Kelsey is walking through a previously unused part of the building, she is talking to the camera crew nervously

KC: Are you sure this is where he gets ready?

What kind of a person spends all there time in the basement?

The camera crew shrug there shoulders as they reach a stairwell, the small light on the top of the camera provides only a small amount of help, Kelsey tip toes forward slowly inching her way down each step

KC: Hellooooo………..Is anybody there??????

As they reach the bottom of the stairs they are in a disused basement, cupboards line the near wall; some sit ajar and dusty bottles of cleaning fluid are on view

A single candle flickers in the far corner, Kelsey and the camera crew continue to walk towards the light

??: Stop – Come no closer!!!!

KC: Errr Orthrus, its Kelsey … Kelsey Callihan. I just wanted to check you were ok ahead of your match tonight, is there anything you need???

O: I have all I need here, the solitude supports me, the darkness brings me power

KC: OK….. What about Plague, have you heard from him?

O: Plague is not a brother of the darkness. Edward and I reap the benefits afforded us by The Authority but we are not kindred spirits, his mind is broken, I am focused, I am the one true voice

KC: But the two of you are ok – You understand the plan?

O: It is written and so it shall be true. I am the chosen one and whether Edward chooses to accept that is of no concern to me.

Those that challenge me will suffer eternal damnation; they will burn in the fires of Hades and then drown in the rivers of sorrow.

This is my kingdom, this is my time. My power is supreme, my will is strong and I will not be defeated. This is how it is written; the scripture can not be broken. The future of 6CW will be soaked in the blood of my victims

Darkness will fall !!!!!!!!!!!!

Orthrus blows out the candle and the room is in near total darkness

KC: Oh my god, oh my god, help me!!!!!!!

The camera moves round hap hazardly the light flickering against the walls, as Kelsey fumbles for the door a noise is heard in the corner, the camera attempts to focus on the image, as it slowly zooms in it reveals Edward Plague standing alone in the corner he is smiling slowly rocking back and forth

The scene opens backstage in the halls of the Copper Box, the camera is focused on a brown door and as it pans upwards the name plaque reads ‘Vincent Costello’ drawing immediate boos from the live crowd in attendance. Timothy Allen comes into shot and knocks on the door, after a few moments the door opens and a tall blonde woman wearing a very tight fitting dress opens the door and brushes past Allen, a topless Vincent Costello appears in the open doorway with his head tilted to the side watching the blonde woman leave, Allen spins round and tilts his head in the exact same manner, Costello notices this and shoots him an icy stare drawing laughs from the crowd, flustered Tim Allan begins to speak…

TA: Vincent you asked to see me?

Costello reacts angrily to the question and grabs Allen by the scruff of the neck…

VC: Firstly Jack let’s get one thing clear, I am not your friend and I am certainly not your mate (Costello imitates a cockney accent on the word mate), so make sure you show me, your champion elect the correct level of respect when you next address me, are we clear?

Allen nods in agreement as Costello releases his grip

VC: Shall we start again?

TA: Mr Costello, you wanted to see me?

VC: That’s right, you see whilst Enforcer and Wood bicker back and forth like two squabbling grade school girls about why Vincent Costello is part of the title match at the PPV they’ve both forgotten one simple fact and one thing you’ll learn about me Jack is that I am a man that deals in facts, black and white, cold, hard, simple facts… Vincent Costello is in the title match to win!

This isn’t the Enforcer and Wood show, I am not some spare part, some footnote, I destroyed your champion last week and pinned his shoulders to the ground 1,2,3 square in the middle of that ring out there. I say this with the up most respect to Enforcer and the Authority but if either of them think that I’m turning up to the title match to do anything else than win they are very much mistaken, I will take everything and leave nothing but the bones for the vultures to pick on.

TA: Vinc… Mr Costello can you confirm then that you are indeed not the newest member of the Authority then?

VC: Look I think that the Authority are doing and will do great things for 6CW and this business, Mr Jones is certainly someone that I believe to be a true visionary of this sport and I respect the hell out of everything Enforcer has achieved in his career, but Costello’s law serves and protects one man and one man alone, I never have and never will bend to the commands of anyone else.

TA: Finally, you team with Liam Wood tonight against the Authorities very own Big E and Tyler Roth, your thoughts?

VC: Well let me tell you that the very thought of having to tag hands with that punk turns my stomach, he might want to martyr himself for these fans and his pathetic idea of a legacy but he won’t be bringing me crashing down in a ball of fire with him that’s for sure. Tag match or not, I make no bones that I look after number one and number one only, my actions are calculated, not impulsive unnecessary risks like Wood, so let me make myself very very clear, Liam we may be in the same corner tonight but if you so much as throw me a sideways smile I’ll stab you in the back quicker than you can say legacy!

Costello’s law says win if you can, lose if you must, but ALWAYS look out for number one!

Backstage and the camera shows Enforcer, he is pacing back and forth holding his mobile phone in his right hand
As the phone rings big E sighs with relief
E: What took you so long; I’ve been leaving messages all week

Yes I know you’re both really busy but this was, this is important

From the receiver the sound of Mr. Jones and Drake Callihan can be heard
DC: Why the sudden questions. You know what the plan is, you seemed happy when we explained everything

Is your commitment wavering, do we need to find somebody else?

E: No, it’s not that. You know I buy into this completely but it’s the nagging doubt, you heard what wood has been saying, running his mouth about how you’ve lost faith in me, that the only reason you want Costello in the match is to increase the chances of an Authority win

DC: But Costello isn’t an Authority guy, you are. Please don’t tell me you are questioning our decisions all because of the words of a skinny @ssed soon to be former champion?

E: No, it’s not that, it’s just……………

DC: It’s what E, enlighten me. Did I ever let you down in EWF so why the doubt now???

I don’t like this side of you – Is this the reaction of a champion?

Enforcer snaps back angrily
E: I’ll show you the reaction of a champion !!!!!!!!

I have been nothing but loyal, how dare you question me

Callihan snaps back
DC: And yet you think it ok to question us. Do you realise the investment we have in you?

That should be enough, you shouldn’t need anything more

MJ: Now now, please calm down the two of you. Drake, you know that Enforcer is not a fool he was one of the first to see the benefits of The Authority - please treat him with the respect he deserves.

DC: But he started things off, raising his voice and questioning 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 questioning 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: Now that's what I like to hear, is there anything else we can help you with?

E: No I’m good

MJ: Good luck for tonight’s match

Enforcer smiles evilly before hanging up
E: Luck doesn’t come into it

As Enforcer puts down the phone he looks up as there is a knock on the door, stood between the open frame is Tyler Roth

TR: You ready?

Enforcer smiles
E: I was born ready!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ha: I've been looking forward to this match all night. The EWF champion is literally stepping into the unknown as he steps in the ring with the two challengers to his title

He: Well it isn't as simple as that. Yes he will be going up against Enforcer here tonight, but you forget that he has to team with long time rival Vincent Costello while Enforcer teams with his Authority team mate Tyler Roth

Ha: Well Wood earlier this week alluded that he could potentially be stepping into a handicap match here tonight but he’s not one to shirk a fight

'Saturday Night' starts to play a chorus of deafening boos echo around the arena. Enforcer and Tyler Roth walk out to the stage, both wearing Authority attire. They slowly walk down to the ring ignoring the jeers and taunts of the crowd and then climb inside. They raise their arms which draws more heat from the crowd

Ha: I don't envisage any scenario where Costello and Wood come out with the win here

He: You actually think Costello will show up? If he were smart he'd stand back and watch Wood get ripped apart and essentially get taken out of his own title defence

Ha: Well we're about to get our answer

The Godfather theme starts to play and there's a nervous minute before Costello appears from backstage. There are a few cheers among the largely negative reaction from the crowd as he starts to make his way down to the ring. He stops at ringside and stares up at the Authority members

He: I gotta say I'm surprised he's come out here

Ha: I don't think I am. I think there's a begrudging respect between Costello and Wood, plus I don't think Costello would love anything more than to win the title by pinning the EWF Champion.....Would you listen to this ovation

Everybody in the crowd jump to their feet as '€666' begins to play and Liam Wood strides out to the stage. He takes the EWF title off his shoulder and raises it high in the air before walking down to ringside. His eyes shoot from Costello up to Enforcer and then back to Costello. Both men’s eyes fixed on the EWF title. Wood climbs in the ring and walks straight through both Enforcer and Roth before climbing to the top rope

He: Total lack of respect for his opponents here tonight

Ha: Lack of respect? Give me a break, given the crap that first Fear and now the Authority have put Wood through

Wood hands the title to the official and then completely ignores Costello who takes his place on the apron at ringside. Enforcer and Roth exchange words in the opposite corner and Roth starts for The Authority. The two men meet in the centre of the ring and tie up. Roth easily overpowers Wood and throws him down to the mat. Wood gets straight back up and ties up with Roth again but is easily backed up into the corner of the ring. The official orders them to break and Roth hits a cheap shot getting a thumb to the eye of the Champion

The referee admonishes Roth who brushes past the referee and goes to attack the Viper. Wood dives out of the corner and then connects with a series of kicks. He backs away from Roth who walks out of the corner gingerly. Wood approaches him and continues his assault with kicks to the legs and side of the power house but Roth swats him away with ease. Wood gets up again and continues the attack but Roth pushes him away again. Wood jumps back up

He: WHAT A CLOTHESLINE!! HE ALMOST TOOK WOODS HEAD OFF

Roth nails the big clothesline and then drags Wood up to his feet. He whips him with ease into the corner of the ring and then tags Enforcer in. Big E climbs in the ring and goes straight to work with a barrage of punches as Wood can only try and cover up in the corner of the ring. Enforcer finishes his assault and tags Roth back in.

Roth enters the ring and he drags Wood out of the corner and whips him off the ropes before planting him in the middle of the ring with a flapjack. He drags him up by the arm and knocks him down with a short arm clothesline and then drags him up again only to repeat the move and then he hooks the leg for the cover

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Wood kicks out and Roth grabs his head and pounds it against the canvas. He tags Enforcer in and then lifts Wood up and the two hit a double suplex and Enforcer goes for another cover

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Wood kicks out again and Enforcer drags him up to his feet. He kicks him in the midsection and then and then delivers a hammer blow across the lower back and then hits a running kick to the side of Woods head. Wood tries to pull himself up but Enforcer closes in and pushes him into the corner of the ring. He kicks him in the midsection repeatedly as Wood slumps into a seated position and then he chokes him with the boot across the throat

Ha: Already the Authority with all the early dominance here

Enforcer tags Roth back in and the big man lifts Wood up off the mat. Wood surprises Roth with a big right hand which staggers the big man and then he hits a second and a third as Roth begins to sway, Wood bounces off the ropes

He: Ouch!!

The crowd groan as Roth nails Wood with the big boot. Roth circles the EWF Champion stomping down on him every time he tries to get to his feet. He backs away and then as Wood starts to get up he closes in and lifts him with ease over his head in the gorilla press slam. He parades him round the ring before dropping him face first down to the mat and then drops down hooking the leg for the pin

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Wood throws his arm in the air off the mat. Roth and Enforcer each show signs of frustration at the fight of Wood. Roth gets to his feet and he lifts Wood up and throws him in the corner of the Authority. He tags Enforcer in who enters the ring and hits a couple of shoulder thrusts into the gut of Wood. He backs away and then runs at him squashes him up against the turnbuckle with a running clothesline

Wood stumbles out of the corner

He: HUGE DDT ENFORCER MUST HAVE HIM HERE

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Ha: Heart of a champion from Wood. He needs to find a way to get back into this

Enforcer gets to his feet and he tags Roth back in. Enforcer orders him to finish as Roth lifts Wood up off the mat and across his shoulders

He: This one will be over after this for sure. Roth has him up and once they there there's only one way down and that’s with the fourth wall (F5)

Ha: VIPER VICE!! WHAT AN UNELIEVABLE COUNTER FROM THE CHAMP

He: But Enforcer quickly breaking up the submission

Ha: Come on Costello, help your partner out

The crowd boo as Wood can only lock in the submission for seconds before Enforcer is quickly on hand to break it up. The crowd don't like Costello not reacting and a 'Costello sucks' chant begins to ring around the arena.

Roth gets back to his feet with a look of thunder on his face. He picks Wood up and whips him against the ropes and plants him with a spinebuster. He backs away and waits as Wood gets to his feet slowly

He: WHAT A SPEAR!! THAT HAD TO HURT

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Ha: Still not able to put Viper away though. True champion spirit

He: or stupidity, surely bigger picture he needs to be at 100% for his title defence and by keeping going in this match isn't going to help that

Roth drags Wood up and pulls him into the corner tagging Enforcer in. The two men back him against the rope and whip him across the ring

Ha: DOUBLE DDT!! NOWS YOU’RE CHANCE!!

The crowd go wild as the two men go for the double body drop and Wood hangs on to their heads and drives them face first to the canvas with a double DDT. He slowly becomes aware as the crowd are chanting in his name and he starts to pull himself toward the corner of the

Ha: come on Costello, at least look like you want to get in there

He: it doesn't matter, Enforcer has Wood

Ha: ENZIGURI....AND THE TAG

Costello begrudgingly takes the tag from Wood and climbs through the ropes in to the ring. He knocks Roth down with a clothesline and then the same to Enforcer. Roth gets back to his feet and Costello whips him against the ropes, Roth easily reverses but then Costello hits a sharp kick and then a swinging neckbreaker taking the big man down. Enforcer gets to his feet and runs at Costello who side steps him and then kicks him in the midsection and hits a snap suplex floating over into the pin

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Enforcer kicks out as Roth goes to blindside Costello

Ha: WHAT A RUNNING KNEE FROM WOOD!! WHAT A TURNAROUND IN THIS ONE

Costello walks backwards and bumps into Wood, the two turn and face each other and there's a stare down between the two only broken when Costello goes back on the attack as Enforcer tries to get back to his feet. He grabs him by the head and delivers several big right forearms rocking Big E up against the ropes. He whips him across the ring and then plants a power slam into the cover

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Ha: I thought that was it then. This certainly is exciting; one of these men could be the next EWF champion

Costello pulls Enforcer up and backs him into the corner of the ring. The crowd fall silent as Costello raises his hand and delivers several sharp knife edge chops across the chest of Enforcer. Costello backs away and then allows Enforcer out of the corner, he kicks him in the gut and then lifts him into the suplex and stalls before dropping him down to the mat.

He gets to his feet and pulls Enforcer up dragging him in to the corner. Wood asks for the tag and Costello reluctantly tags him in.

Ha: Wood has been waiting for this moment

Wood gets in the centre of the ring and then runs at Enforcer hitting the running knee lift and then follows up with a bulldog. He gets straight up and knocks Roth off the apron as he tries to enter the ring and then he waits as Enforcer is trying to get to his feet and then he sends him flying with a belly to belly suplex and crawls over for the cover

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Enforcer kicks out and Wood gets straight back up. He climbs to the outside of the ring on the apron and then hits a springboard clothesline as Enforcer gets to his feet and goes for another pin

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Enforcer once again kicks out. Wood gets up and lifts Enforcer up to his feet. He kicks him in the legs then the gut and then grabs his head and drives it back into his knee and follows with a neck breaker and hooks the leg again

Ha: what offense from the champ, this could be it

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The crowd are livid as Tyler Roth saves Enforcer by dragging him out of the ring

Ha: COSTELLO NOT IMPRESSED EITHER! WHO SAID THESE TWO CAN'T WORK TOGETHER?

Costello runs across the apron and takes Roth out with a flying forearm and then Wood appears through the ropes with a suicide dive taking Enforcer out and once again Costello and Wood ends in a stare down.

Wood climbs back in the ring as Costello rolls Enforcer back in. Wood signals for the end and waits as Enforcer slowly gets to his feet

Ha: WORLD EATER

He: BLOCKED...... FACECHECK

Ha: GERMAN SUPLEX!! WHAT A SERIES THAT WAS BETWEEN THESE TWO! WETTING THE APPETITE FOR THEIR TITLE MATCH

Wood blocks the face check and then sends Enforcer flying with the suplex. He drags him to his feet, pushes him against the ropes and then whips him across the ring

Ha: WORLD EATER! HE GOT ALL OF IT! WHY ISN'T THE REFEREE COUNTING?

He: This is why...OH NO

Roth has made the blind tag unbeknown to Wood. He closes in to go and blindside Wood but he avoids the contact and ends up delivering an elbow drop to his tag team partner. Wood jumps to his feet and he stalks Roth and then delivers a CM Punk-esque kick to the head of Roth knocking him to the mat. Wood exits the ring and climbs to the top rope

Ha: Like the ghost of Randy Savage

He: Costello tagged himself in. That hasn't gone down well

The crowd boo as Wood sets himself for the elbow drop from the top rope and Costello tags himself in. Costello enters and goes for a quick pin on Roth

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The pin is easily kicked out of by Roth. Costello waits for him to get to his feet and is grabbed from behind by Wood and the two exchange heated words.

He: ROTH FROM BEHIND FULL NELSON SLAM

Ha: OK maybe These two can't be on the same page

Roth drags Costello back up and throws him into the corner of the ring. He delivers several shoulder charges to the stomach and then as Costello staggers out he plants him with a spinebuster and goes for the cover

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Costello manages to kick out and Roth stares a hold through the official. He drags Costello up to his feet and whips him into the corner again; Costello bounces out of the corner with the force and walks straight into a fallaway slam. Roth tags Enforcer back in

He: DOUBLE POWERBOMB IS THIS IT?

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Ha: WOOD WITH THE SAVE...I'M SO CONFUSED!!!!!

ARE THESE ON THE SAME TEAM OR NOT??

The referee orders Wood out of the ring

Ha: Cheap shot with the officials back turned

He: FACE CHECK

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Ha: FOOT ON THE ROPES!! STILL NOT OVER

Enforcer hammers the mat in anger and then gets to his feet and violently kicks his foot from the bottom rope. He begins to stalk Costello who slowly pulls himself up using the ropes for support

He: JACKHAMMER

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He: NO WAY!! COSTELLO AGAIN NOT STAYING DOWN!

Ha: First Wood and now Costello, neither showing lack of spirit in this one

Enforcer tags Roth in and the power house peels Costello off the mat. He kicks him in the midsection and lifts in position for the suplex and then drops him down to the mat face first. He tags Enforcer back in and the two perform a double beatdown of kicks and stomps before the official orders Roth back out of the ring. Enforcer backs Costello against the ropes and then knocks him down with a big boot. He climbs to the top rope

He: SHPULDER CHARGE FROM THE TOP ROPE

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Ha: STILL CAN'T PUT HIM AWAY! ENFORCER HAS DONE LITERALLY EVERYTHING BAR THROWING THE KICHEN SINK AT HIM

Enforcer hits the mat in anger. He gets to his feet and circles Costello angrily stomping on him. He drags him up and tags Roth back in. Roth lifts Costello up and lifts him up over his shoulder

He: Running powerslam

Ha: ROTH GOES FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE, ROLL UP

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KICK OUT FROM ROTH

Roth quickly gets up, he goes for a clothesline and Costello ducks underneath

Ha: DOUBLE ARM DDT! But he needs to make a tag

Costello drags himself over to his corner and manages to tag in to Wood who jumps in the ring as Enforcer also gets the tag. The two meet in the centre of the ring. They begin to trade punches. Wood rocks Big E with a big right hand and Enforcer returns a right of his own. They continue to trade punches and Enforcer slowly gains the upper hand

He rocks him up against the ropes and then whips him across the ring, he hits an inverted atomic drop and then kicks him in the mid section

He: FACE CH..

Ha: BLOCKED...DDT!!!

He: SPEAR FROM ROTH BUT HE TAKES OUT THE OFFICIAL

Ha: WORLD EATER TO ROTH!! WOOD IS ON FIRE HERE

He: OMERTA TO THE CHAMP

Ha: WHAT THE HELL??

The crowd boo; Wood has just nailed Roth with his finisher after avoiding the spear. He's sizing up Enforcer when Costello grabs him from behind and connects with the black hole slam.

Ha: I can't say I'm surprised, there's been some tension throughout this match. Wait what’s he, what’s Enforcer got....OH COME ON

Enforcer grabs the EWF title from ringside and he’s barking for Wood to get to his feet.

Ha: HE MISSES.....VIPER DRIVER FROM THE CHAMPION. HERE COMES THE OFFICIAL

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ding ding ding. The referee signals for the bell after the long count as '€666 by I Killed The Prom Queen' starts to play again. we see replays of Enforcer going to wipe Wood out with his own title. The champion avoids it though and then kicks him in the gut and then hits the Viper Driver driving him face first down onto the title. He throws the belt to the outside before going for the cover

Ha: That was a hell of a match. I'm surprised with the outcome I have to say but I definitely can't wait to see this triple threat title match. That’s going to be incredible

He: and look at this. Is this a sight we'll be seeing?

We cut back to ringside after the replay and we see Costello picking up the EWF title that was thrown outside. He looks down at the title and then up at Viper who's looking on in the ring. He raises the title in the air and the two hold each other’s glare as we head into commercial

Back from the break and 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.

Tonight, 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.

Kelsey is back in the office of The Authority when once again the phone rings
KC: Good evening - 6CW – This Kelsey Callihan how can I help you?

??: That’s better

Kelsey smiles
KC: Ha ha daddy I knew it would be you, how is everything going, have you watched the show – I’m doing awesome aren’t I – I‘ve been thinking maybe we can make this a more permanent deal????

I mean, I know how busy you are with all the businessy stuff. I can deal with the front of house, I can be the face of the show – The crowd love me and I’ve got the locker room wrapped around my finger

Please say I can, please, please, pretty please with a cherry on top!!!!

DC: I will see what I can do honey, I can see you’re working very hard but it’s not me you have to convince. Your uncle and I are scheduled on a flight later this evening, what do you say that we pencil in a meeting over dinner on Friday

KC: Oh my god, I totally need a new wardrobe. What does a general manager of a wrestling company wear?

DC: Kelsey, Kelsey, don’t get ahead of yourself. I’m not saying yes, I’m not saying no. Take some time to think about what your plans are

You know we have a set plan for how we make this company more profitable, what ever we do needs to be in the best interest of 6CW and The Authority

KC: But that’s you, you’re The Authority

DC: The Authority is not just one man, Kelsey. Its things like this you need to think of.
Everything we do, every decision, every word we say is made by order of The Authority in an effort to maximise the output, to maximise the profitability. 6CW is a multinational company and we cannot allow the product to look weak in any way

From the champions who wear the gold to the suits in the boardroom, they are the elite. Weakness will not be tolerated, nothing but the best is good enough

It is a tough world to live in but only the strong survive Kelsey, remember that

Kelsey is flicking through online shopping sites on her ipad barely listening to the words of her father

DC: Kelsey are you still there?

Kelsey places her ipad down and smiles
KC: Yes of course. I was just allowing the gravitas of your words to wash over me. I am taking all this very seriously daddy. You can count on me

DC: That’s what I like to hear, see you in a couple of days

KC: Love you daddy

DC: To the stars little girl

The call cuts off and immediately Kelsey picks up her mobile phone
KC: Oh my god you are not gonna believe what just happened, are you free for drinks and nibbles. I think this calls for some fizz

Excellent. See you in an hour. This is awesome

Kelsey hangs up the call, she scoops all the make up and perfumes from the desk into the over sized handbag and strides out of the office

Bonfire by Childish Gambino echoes around the arena. The light dim as Ojore steps out on to the stage, his burning crown is the brightest light source. He removes his crown placing it on the stage and begins to walk down the ramp.

HA: There is so much animosity between these two, I do not envy the referee in this one.

HE: They’ve met in the ring one on one only once and that man, right there won.

Ojore reaches the bottom of the ramp and walks up to the ring. He climbs up the steps and climbs into the ring. Slowly Ojore makes his way to the centre of the ring as Heroes are hard find begins to play. The crowd cheer for Thunder, as Ojore glares out at the crowd.

HA: These fans love this geek.

HE: And he loves them.

HA: Since he lost his EWF debut match to Ojore, Thunder has seen him as a shadow, cast over his career.

HE: The Bane to his Batman, if you will.

Thunder steps out on to the stage, his usual look of determination etched across his face.
Thunder bumps knuckles with the fans as he strides purposefully down the ramp, he removes his waistcoat handing it to one of them, he shakes his neck from side to side and clicks his knuckles. He bursts in to a run for the remainder of the ramp and slides in the ring. He is instantly greeted by a sharp kick to the head from Ojore, the ref calls for the bell.

HE: And this one’s off to a quick start.

Ojore drags Thunder to his feet, Thunder brings his arms up knocking Ojores away, creating an opening, and Thunder follows up with a hard right. Ojore stumbles back and rocked back with a hard right of his own, causing Thunder to stumble back and bounce off the ropes. Ojore catches Thunder in his arms and takes him over with a belly to belly suplex.

Ojore bounces off the ropes and comes back leaping up and crashing down on to Thunder with a body splash. Thunder brings his knees up just in to the midsection of Ojore as he comes down. Thunder rolls over on to his feet, as Ojore gets to his knees. Thunder runs at Ojore and connects with a shining wizard. Thunder raises his arm above his head, indicating an elbow drop and instead drops a leg. Thunder instantly goes for the pin, Ojore kicks out with easy before the 1.

HA: First pin attempt of the match. It’s going to take a lot more than that to put the big man down.

HE: But each kick out takes a little bit out of the big man, remember Thunder’s also pretty big.

The two men quickly return to their feet, they circle each other like fierce lions before locking up. Ojore is the stronger man and easily wins the lock up, showing a lot of muscle Ojore lifts Thunder above his head. Thunder shifts his weight towards his head and reverses the move in to an arm drag takedown. Thunder attempts a knee drop but Ojore avoids it.

Ojore drags Thunder to his feet and whips him across the ring. He bounces off the ropes and runs back towards a waiting Ojore. Ojore scoops Thunder up in his arms and hits a scoop powerslam. With Thunder down, Ojore follows up with three heavy leg drops. He covers Thunder…1…2.. kick out.

HE: Near fall for Ojore.

Ojore crawls back along the mat into the corner. He rises in the corner and waits. Thunder rolls on to his stomach and pushes himself up with his hands. Thunder gets back to his feet, Ojore is egging Thunder to turn around. Thunder takes a breath and turns, as he does, Ojore sprints out of the corner. Thunder drops to the mat as he see Ojore charge causing, the attempted spear to miss. Thunder quickly leaps to action locking Ojore into a full nelson.

The ref asks Ojore if he wants to give up, the big man shakes his head and snaps his arms out of Thunder’s grasp. Ojore turns to face Thunder and grips his head like a vice. Ojore squeezes as he lifts Thunder off the mat into the air. Thunder dangles there and pokes his thumb in to Ojore’s eye.

HA: Bit of a dirty tactic there from Thunder

HE: You can’t deny there were few options for the fan favourite.

Ojore drops Thunder who falls to a seated position fighting to clear the fog in his head, as Ojore palms his eye. The ref warns Thunder not to do that again. Ojore pushes the ref out of the way with some ferocity. He grabs the back of Thunder’s head and drills it in to his knee. Ojore follows up with a leg drop before dragging Thunder up. He lifts Thunder up to his chest and runs forward hitting the running powerslam, followed by a cover.

HE: I think it may have been better for Thunder to have taken that vice grip bomb.

The ref slides in to place and brings his hand down for the one…two…kick out as the hand comes down for the three. The ref tells Ojore it was a two, he does not look pleased and gets right up in the ref’s face. Ojore shouts at the ref, who shouts back warning Ojore he need’s to calm down. As Ojore places his hands on the ref, Thunder springs to life rolling him up for a school boy. One…Two.. kick out.

The two men scramble back to their feet, Ojore whips Thunder in to the corner and charges in after him hitting a body splash. He back out of the corner allowing Thunder to stumble out. Ojore catches him with a gutwrench powerbomb and goes for another pin. One…two…foot on the rope. The ref tells Ojore that Thunder’s foot was on the bottom rope voiding the pin.

HA: I said it before and I’ll say it again, I do not envy that referee.

Ojore argues with the ref as Thunder gets back to his feet, he twirls Ojore around and whips him in to the corner. Thunder walks to the centre of the ring and charges back in at Ojore with a shoulder thrust. He drills his elbow in to the skull of Ojore and climbs to the tope turnbuckle. Thunder drags Ojore up to the top rope with him.

HE: Looks like Thunder’s looking to clap.

Ojore head butts Thunder and attempts to superplex him but, Thunder locks his legs around the ropes refusing to budge. Thunder delivers a sharp right to Ojores gut and quickly follows up with the thunder clap. With his arm draped over Ojore, Thunder covers him. One…two…kick out. Thunder looks shocked as he throws his whole body over Ojore in another attempt. One…Two…kick out.

HA: That was Thunder’s biggest move and it wasn’t enough.

HE: He has to be wondering what it’s going to take. Perhaps Thunder was wrong, maybe anarchy is needed to defeat Ojore.

Thunder gets up and leans in the corner and watches as Ojore slowly returns to his feet. Thunder bursts out of the corner looking for the spear but, Ojore has it scouted and side steps, catching Thunder and sending him over his head. Ojore locks Thunder in to a tight sleeper hold. The ref asks Thunder if he wants to quit, Thunder refuses. Thunder appears to be in a daze, the ref lifts his arm, it drops. He lifts it again, again it drops.

HE: If his arm drops one more time we have a winner.

The ref lifts Thunder’s arm one more time, the crowd cheer for Thunder and will him on. Thunder’s arm drops half way and then springs to life. Thunder’s eye open wide and he lets out a roar as he raises his arm. Ojore roars back, louder than Thunder and turns the sleeper hold into a belly to back suplex, with a bridge pin. …One…two.. kick out.

HA: The look on Ojores face says it all. Who can believe Thunder’s still in this?

HE: From what we’ve seen from this young man, I can. His heart is true and will is strong.

Ojore is visibly angry. He gets up in the ref’s face again, screaming at him that it was three. The ref shakes his head and brings up his hand indicating the two. Ojore turns from the ref and out of no where he turns back punching the ref, knocking him out. He looks at the downed ref and then at Thunder.

Ojore smiles evilly and laughs deeply in the centre of the ring.

HE: That’s a creepy laugh, what does he have planned?

HA: I’ve no idea but, with the ref down, this can’t go well for Thunder.

Thunder uses the ropes to help him get back to his feet. Before he can turn around, Ojore charges towards him and closelines him out of the ring. Ojore follows his prey to the outside of the ring there, he drag Thunder to his feet and whips him in to the steel steps. Thunder slumps against the steps, Ojore bursts into a sprint towards him. Once he reaches Thunder he drills his knee in to Thunder’s skull. His head bounces against the hard steel and he falls motionless to floor, his face a red mask of blood.

HA: That’s got to be it, Thunder’s got to be done.

HE: It’s not over until the fat lady sings.

HA: The fat lady’s about to sing.

Ojore pulls Thunder up by his hair, Ojore pulls him up to look him in his lifeless face. Ojore shouts in his face, “Anarchy, way forward fool.” Ojore rolls a lifeless Thunder into the ring, he uses the ropes to pull himself on to the apron. The road crew, lead by their chief storm the ringside area, the six men surround the ring. Ojore looks at them and snarls in disgust as he climbs in the ring. He covers Thunder. Ojore looks around and realises that the ref is still out.

HE: No ref, no win.

Ojore rises and walks over to the ref, he drags the ref over to where Thunder lies. Ojore recovers Thunder and shakes the ref back to life. The ref, groggily counts as he notices the pin. …..One…..Two….

HE: No not like this, not like this.

…Kick out. The crowd and the roadies erupt as Thunder manages to get his shoulder up. Ojore can not believe it and screams in frustration, as he punches the mat. The ref slowly begins to get back to his feet, the grogginess clearing, he see the carnage and remembers the punch from Ojore. He turns to call the match as Thunder’s hand grabs the ref’s foot. The ref looks down at Thunder using his legs to return to a knee, he shakes his head as he looks up at the ref.

HA: It looked as though the ref was going to call this but, Thunder won’t have any of it.

The ref shrugs as Thunder returns to his feet.

Thunder stands groggily, fists up, beckoning Ojore to attack. Ojore doesn’t take much persuasion and charges at Thunder attempting a spear, Thunder side steps and Ojore flies head first into the corner cracking his skull off the ring post.

Ojore staggers backwards from the corner, blood slowly trickling from his temple

HA: ROLL UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HE:FAST COUNT

HA: My god, He did it, Thunder actually did it.

HE: With the help of a fast count

HA: Whatever Henry - Batman has beaten Bane, the fat lady may now sing.
What a match.

Heroes are hard to find by Twisted Sister begins to play through the sound system, as Thunder gets to his feet. The ref raises his hand in victory. Thunder takes a long breath as he realises what’s just happened.

HA: What a great match by these two guys.

HE: Believe me Harold, that loss takes nothing away from the threat of Ojore. He proved tonight why he’s the most dangerous man in 6CW, but i’ll give it to Thunder he showed great guts

Thunder takes in the cheers from the fans as he rolls out of the ring. He makes his way up the ramp making time to pause and chat with a group of fans. Ojore begins to stir in the ring as Thunder disappears through the curtain.

HA: Wow what a match up Henry, and what a show so far

HE: It has been a fantastic night – Kelsey truly has shown she is a chip off the old block and 6CW is in safe hands with her in charge

HA: She’s not listening

HE: What?

HA: You know she’s not listening right – She’s left early apparently she had dinner reservations at Browns that she couldn’t change. That’s the kind of commitment we are dealing with Henry

HE: I’m sure she has left instructions in case….

HA: In case of what Harold

HE: In case the Main Event doesn’t go to plan for the Authority, in case Nate and his mystery partner come back and do what the whole world is willing them to do and kick the ass of Orthrus and Plague

Is that what you mean??

Henry stays silent

Harold laughs
HA: Exactly, you may think that things have run smoothly tonight but I have felt a shift in the balance

Henry is shaking his head
HE: Is Nate even here yet?

Harold’s tone drops
HA: No we're still waiting on the arrival of our 6CW Champion Nate Nack. Mighty, Mighty he might well be, but tonight he brings back an old friend, and not a man, woman or child in the house has a damn clue who it is!”

Henry sound deflated
HE “My sources tell me that Nate Nack has just arrived at the arena.”

HA “Well why don't your sources get a camera on him and find out if he's alone?!”

HE “Ask and you shall receive oh brother of mine”

The camera cuts to Nate walking into the building, but the figure at his side is not the mystery partner, but Emma. She is struggling to keep up with a fierce looking Nate, his eyes focused and driven. “Slow down, Nate, I can't keep up with you like this!”

There are no signs of a limp, but Nate still bears the scars of the brutal attack he endured.

Nate stops, his gaze softening for a second as he looks at his beautiful Emma, but the determined look returns in a flicker as he looks around him.

E: I can't stand still tonight, not in this building. Everything is starting to fall into place, but when the pieces settle I can't be crushed beneath. Not Nate Nack, that ain't the way this is going. You shouldn't even be here, it’s dangerous and I can't keep my eyes on you when I'm out there.”

“Nate, baby, I know what this means to you, but it means just as much to me too. But you're still beat up; I don't know if tonight is the time to wage war with them.”

Nate strokes Emma’s face and kisses her forehead
NN: Tonight, 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 what, I will only respond with two words: eight fourteen, the day I finally declared war.”

Emma reacts angrily
E: Eight fourteen, that's all you've said all week, don't let that blind your thinking; don't let them get the best of you again”

Nate clearly reacts to this. It’s a mixture of rage and determination. A deep breath calms him slightly, but the steel in his gaze remains.

NN: They keep getting the best of me, and do you know why?

Because I've shown weakness. I fight by my principles. I fight with honour, 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 like I want to. No, I'll only end up like this again. This time, I'll fight like I have to! I'm not gonna fight to win. I'm gonna fight to survive. Eight Fourteen.”


He grabs her hand and walks on, the cameras fading.

HA: Time for the main event, Henry…

HE: And another chance for Nate Nack to learn his place in this industry, underneath the domineering foot of Authority…

HA: Nack has certainly struggled against the two behemoths Plague and Orthrus in the last month, in fact this is the first time he has fought since being thrown off the stage by them…

HE: He needs to face up to the fact that he is going to lose his world title to either Orthrus or Plague at the upcoming pay per view and there is nothing he can do about it…

HA: I’m sure Nack will not be thinking in that manner….

HE: He should be…

HA: Tonight he will team with an unknown partner to take on his two rivals….any idea who this mystery partner could be?

HE: I’ve heard a few rumours but nothing concrete….probably The Ronster or some douche like that…

Flames burst up from the front of the stage and the crowd begin to boo as the giant form of Orthrus appears on the stage. His eyes glow with malice as he looks around the Copper Box and then begins to stride down toward the ring.

HA: This is one dangerous individual…

HE: Why do you think he was hired by The Authority? This man is as bad as they come, he will lead The Authority to ultimate dominance…

Orthrus climbs up onto the apron and steps over the ropes, taking his place in the middle of the crowd as the abuse from the crowd continues. The lights in the arena begin to flicker and then the titantron turns to static as “CCClouds” seeps into the airwaves and the lights then turn off altogether. The boos filter in from the crowd quickly before the lights flash back on and Edward Plague is stood on the stage…

HA: But for everything that Orthrus is, this man just might be worse….Edward Plague is a walking demolition ball…

HE: This guy is pure evil, and I love it…..there is no level that Plague won’t stoop to in order to do what he needs to do….he is a future world champion, there is no doubts in my mind…

Plague reaches the base of the ring and he removes the plague mask from around his face and hangs it off the turnbuckle. He smiles at the crowd, who are insulting him frequently, and then he climbs up into the ring to join his partner.

HE: This is the most dangerous and destructive double-act that has ever been known in the wrestling industry…

HA: They are working together now…but when the world title is on the line and they have to go against each other, how will they cope then?

HE: As long as The Authority get the belt it should not matter…

Plague and Orthrus nod at each other and then they turn back to the stage as “Unbreakable” roars out of the speakers and the crowd in attendance go wild for the arrival of the 6CW Heavyweight Champion. Gold and silver pyros explode high up into the rafters before Nate Nack appears on the stage, a focused look on his face…

HA: No bravado or feats of strength from Nate Nack tonight, the world champion is here to fight…

HE: He can fight all he wants…but he will fall, I am telling you that right now….no way can he stand up to these two men, I don’t care who his partner is…

HA: It is no secret that Nate Nack is less than 100% for this contest, he has been resting up ever since he was assaulted by Orthrus and Plague but the injuries are still there….it may not be wise for Nack to be involved tonight but he wants his revenge…

The crowd chant “mighty mighty” over again as Nack makes his way down the rampway and then pauses in front of the ring. He nods his head in appreciation of the fans’ support and then he looks up into the ring, where Plague and Orthrus are glaring back at him with smiles on their faces. Plague beckons for Nack to join them inside but Jack just continues to look at them….

HE: Nack is not going to just get in there, he’d be like a lamb to the slaughter…

HA: Time to find out who his partner is…

*The lights in the arena darken once more and all eyes turn toward the big screen. The sound of footsteps can be heard as a figure is shown walking toward the end of a long corridor. He looks up at a picture on the wall of the old 6CW arena in Glasgow. In the background are the voices of old crowds chanting “6C-dub” over and over again. The figure reaches the door at the end of the corridor and they reach out and clasp the handle The camera pans up to show the bottom of their face and the figure smiles before saying.

???: Time to play!

HE: Who the hell is it?

HA: OH MY FRICKING GOD…..

HE: THERE IS NO WAY….

The whole arena inside the Copper Box suddenly bursts to life with deafening cheers as a vast array of pyros explode from the stage and then “Pieces” by Chase and Status rips through the airwaves, leaving nobody in any doubt of what they are about to witness.

HE: He’s here….THIS IS NOT HAPPENING….

HA: THE ORIGINAL ORIGINAL IS BACK…..DRAKE HAS RETURNED TO 6CW!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

The cameras show Nate Nack smiling up at Orthrus and Plague as another giant figure bursts through the curtain at the top of the entranceway. Every single fan is on their feet as Drake walks out into open view, a broad smile upon his face.

HA: The founding father of 606 Championship Wrestling is back…..what a moment this is…

HE: But why? Why now?

HA: Drake is sick and tired of seeing The Authority make a joke of his creation, he is back to rid us of this cancer…

HE: This isn’t happening…

HA: Oh believe me, it is….listen to the noise in this arena…

Crowd: Wel-come back x10

Drake makes his way down the stage as the fans reach over the barricades to get a touch of him. He reaches the bottom of the aisle and he looks at Nate Nack before shaking hands with the 6CW Champion, prompting another huge chant from the audience. Drake and Nack then look at the ring and they nod their heads before sprinting in…

HA: The odds have been evened….we have got ourselves one hell of a fight now…this is incredible…

HE: Get your heads together Plague, Orthrus…weather the storm…

Drake ploughs into Orthrus and knocks him backward before shooting off with hard right hands. Nate Nack ducks a clothesline from Plague and he boots him in the stomach before teeing off with solid punches of his own. Drake shoves Orthrus into the corner and he stomps a mudhole as Nack attempts to whip Plague across the ring…

HE: He might be powerful but not that powerful…

Plague reverses the whip and sends Jack off the ropes, only for Nack to fly back with a huge shoulder tackle that sends Plague staggering backwards to the ropes. Nate then rushes into Plague with a clothesline that sends the big man up and over the top rope to the outside of the ring…

HA: Nate Jack is a man on a mission tonight…

Drake goes to the body with hooks on Orthrus and then whips his opponent across to the opposite corner. He follows across with a running splash before whipping Orthrus out toward Nate Nack…

HE: No…

The crowd cheer as Nack lifts Orthrus up and scoop slams him to the mat. He then rushes off the ropes and comes sprinting back into a leaping headbutt to Orthrus’ chest….Orthrus rolls from the ring as Nack and Drake pose in the centre…

HA: The Authority were not ready for this….not ready at all…

HE: Give them a minute to regroup, then Drake will regret ever returning…

The Copper Box is bouncing as Plague and Orthrus talk a gameplan on the outside of the ring. Drake takes up the reigns for his team as Nack climbs out onto the apron and then Plague clambers in to start off the match with the returning superstar…

HA: Drake and Edward Plague to officially start us off….two very big guys…

HE; Drake has been out of the ring for over two years, he isn’t prepared for this…

Drake and Plague circle each other before tying up in the centre of the ring. They struggle to overthrow each other’s power before Plague shoves Drake into the ropes and then looks to land a solid right hand as Drake comes back…

HA: That was telegraphed…

Drake ducks the shot and he fires off with three of his own before grabbing Plague’s arm and he whips him off the ropes. Plague hits the ropes and comes back as Drake looks to knock him down with a solid back elbow…

HE: Not putting Plague down like that…

Plague sways but doesn’t go down as Drake runs the ropes and flies back with a huge clothesline that succeeds in taking the big man down. Plague tries to get back up as Drake nails him with a running neckbreaker……………….1…………………….2……………..powerout!

HA: Edward Plague has proven a very tough customer to dispatch of here in 6CW….

Drake pulls Plague up and tries to lift him into a suplex but Plague is too heavy and he counters into a big suplex of his own. Plague stands up and he drops a heavy leg across Drake’s throat……………….1………………….2………………shoulder up. Plague lashes hard blows across the back of Drake’s back as he tries to stand and then he drags him up and hits him with a solid right hand that staggers Drake back into the corner…

HE: Now Drake is feeling what is like to get on the wrong side of Authority…

Plague offers the tag to Orthrus, who accepts gladly. He chokes Drake against the turnbuckle before releasing on the count of four and crashing a hard uppercut underneath Drake’s chin. Drake staggers out and Orthrus knees him in the ribs before whipping him off the ropes before knocking him down with a clothesline as he returns. Drake gets back up and Orthrus grips him by the throat…

HA: Orthrus moving straight in for the kill….CHOKE…

Drake breaks Orthrus’ grip and then kicks him in the stomach before nailing a snap DDT…………………1…………………2………………shoulder up. The crowd will Drake on as he gets back to his feet and he crouches in the corner…

HE: Get up Orthrus….

HA: SPEAR!

Orthrus blocks the spear with a solid big boot to Drake’s face and then he grabs Drake’s feet and attempts to turn him over onto his stomach…

HE: Cloverleaf…

Orthrus tries to synch in the submission but Drake is unwilling to play ball. He twists and turns his hips before swinging his legs with power, sending Orthrus flying across the ring. Both men scramble back up and Orthrus runs at Drake, only for Drake to sidestep and send Orthrus into the turnbuckle…

HA: GERMAN!

Drake nails the release German suplex, hauling Orthrus right on the back of his head. Drake then crawls over to his corner and offers the tag out to Nate Nack…

HA: This is the man that the people want to see…

There is a roar as Nack is tagged into the match and he immediately leaps over the top rope. He runs into Orthrus with a big clothesline before letting him back up and hauling him into a huge belly to belly suplex. Orthrus is unsteady as he gets back up and Nack drills him with a t-bone……………..1………………..2…………..shoulder up!

HA: Nate Nack is all fired up…

HE: But how long can he last, no way does he have a full tank?

Nack drives hard knees into the stomach of Orthrus and then whips him across the ring. Nack looks for a back body drop on the comeback but Orthrus surprises him with a sharp kick to the head and then runs at the world champion…

HA: TILT-A-WHIRL!

The crowd roar as Nack spins Orthrus into a brilliant backbreaker and then he rolls ontop and out of nowhere he applies a camel clutch submission…

HE: Fight it Orthrus…

HA: Mighty Clutch is synched in!

Nack is dragging back on the head of Orthrus, sending pain down into the monster’s spine but Orthrus refuses to give in. The referee is asking him if he wants to consider submission but Orthrus just glares at the official and tries to crawl forward…

HA: Nack is so strong, his grip is not getting broken without one hell of a fight…

Orthrus’ face is starting to turn from red to purple as Nack wrenches right back on his head some more, making the pain practically unbearable. Orthrus is trying to pull Nack’s hands apart but with no luck…

HE: Don’t tap Orthrus, don’t give up…

HA: Dammit…

Edward Plague is suddenly in the ring and he boots Nack in the face, sending him rolling off the submission. Drake tries to climb in to aid Nack but the referee holds him off as Plague smirks and takes over from Orthrus in the ring…

HA: There wasn’t even a tag right there…

Nack is trying to climb up in the corner and Plague runs into him with a strong knee to the gut and then he shows strength to military press Nack up over his head. He holds him there for a moment and then slams him down on the mat with ease. Plague drops a heavy elbow to the chest………………..1………………………….2……………shoulder up!

HE: Get him Plague, teach him a lesson…

Nack tries to get back up but Plague lifts him into a bearhug and then charges him back into the corner. Plague crunches his shoulder into Nack’s midsection several times and then drags him out and flips him up onto his shoulders…

HE: This is it…Confession!

Nack jumps out of the back of the “border toss” at the final moment and he runs off the ropes, only to return into a huge boot to the face. Plague shakes his head and charges the ropes himself, returning with a huge double footed stomp…

HA: Plague stomp lands….Nack in trouble…

Plague makes the cover………………………….1…………………….2……………..Nack manages to kickout.

HE: That was right on those ribs of Nack and he is feeling this now…

HA: The world champion looking a little worse for wear…

Plague drags Nack up and pushes him into the corner before driving crunching boots to the midsection and then he chokes Nack up against the ropes. The referee warns Plague but he just smirks and backs away before running back in and squashing Nack against the turnbuckle with a splash. Nack is groggy as he staggers out and Plague lifts him into a suplex before slamming him down on his chest…

HE: Every shot to Nack’s body is causing him great pain…

HA: Seems to be Plague’s tactic…

Nack tries to get up and send punches to Plague’s gut but Plague just grabs him and headbutts him in the face, knocking him back down to a seated position. Plague repeatedly drops knees down into the back of Nack as he tries to rise and clubs at his spine before ragging him back up again and he scores with a sickening urange backbreaker…

HE: This is just a beatdown now…

Plague just looks down at Nack with dislike and then he tags Orthrus back into the mix. Orthrus slowly climbs up the ropes and he waits for Nack to rise before leaping off and scoring with a heavy clothesline to the throat…

HA: The Authority starting to build a little momentum now…

Nack is holding his ribs as he gets back up and Orthrus uppercuts him to the body and then drags him into an abdominal stretch in the middle of the ring. The referee asks Nack if he wants to quit but Nack just shakes his head…

HE: Pain is just shooting through the abdominals of Nack now…

Orthrus jams his free elbow into the ribs of Nack for more pressure and then he reaches back and takes ahold of Plague’s hand, allowing him to squeeze harder as the referee is busy checking on Nack’s condition.

HA: This is against the rules..

HE: What the referee doesn’t see…

Orthrus continues to use Plague in order to instill more pressure on Nack’s ribs until the referee catches the infringement. The crowd cheer as the referee stands up and he orders Orthrus to break the hold. Orthrus shakes his head as the official begins to count…

HA: Count reaches five and this is a disqualification…

Orthrus pulls away from the ropes and the count of three and he flips Nack up onto his shoulders for a pumphandle slam but Nack drops off the back and pushes Orthrus off the ropes, spinning him into a huge powerslam as he comes back…

HA: Desperation move from Nack…

HE: And it may have taken more out of him than Orthrus…

The crowd are cheering and Drake is stomping his foot as Nack connects with the slam in the middle of the ring. Nack is hurting badly as he turns over and looks toward Drake, whose hand is outstretched to make the tag…

HA: Drake is desperate to get back in there…

Orthrus is shaking away the cobwebs on the canvass as Plague is shouting at him to make the tag. Nack is dragging himself in the opposite direction to tag Drake back into the action…

HE: Orthrus made it to Plague…

Plague gets back in the ring and he rushes over to Nack and grabs him by the foot, dragging him away from the tag before it can be made. Drake swears loudly as Plague pulls Nack away and then jumps into the air, driving his posterior down into Nack’s ribs with serious impact…

HA: That is murderous….Nack may have internal bleeding from that impact…

Plague just sits on Nack’s chest and he brushes his hair off his face and laughs at Drake…………………1………………..2……………Nack just gets his shoulder up. Plague slowly gets back to his feet and he measures his opponent before beckoning Nack up and he seizes him by the throat….

HE: CHOKE…

Nack stomps on Plague’s gut and runs the ropes for more momentum but Plague ducks his clothesline and runs the ropes himself. Both men sprint back to the centre of the ring and Plague launches himself through the air, wiping Nack out with an unorthodox tackle to the midsection (ala Bray Wyatt)…

HA: Talk about impact, Nate Nack might be done for…

Nack is on all fours, coughing and spluttering, as Plague kneels with a smile upon his face. Plague then gets back up to his feet and he slowly draws his finger across his throat before pulling Nack up and launching him into the air…

HE: THE PURIFIER!

Nack seems destined to be nailed by the omega tombstone but he somehow flips out over the shoulder of Plague and staggers to the corner. Plague bursts after him for a diving splash but Nack rolls away, sending Plague crashing into the turnbuckle. Plague sways back out as Nack rushes the opposite ropes and flies back with a big boot that seems to send a tooth flying from the mouth of Edward Plague…

HA: What a shot…Nack pulled that from the bottom of the pile…

The impact sends Nack to the floor as well but Plague is flat on his back, staring up at the lights. Drake is clapping his hands and leading the fans in a “Mighty Mighty” chant, willing Nack to get across and tag him into the match…

HE: Nack needs to get out of there to have any chance of survival…

Blood trickles from Plague’s mouth but all of a sudden he sits up, shocking the crowd into gasps. He looks bleary-eyed but he smiles as he begins to climb back to his feet. Nack is just turning around to make the tag to Drake as Plague grabs his leg and spins him around…

HA: WHAT AN UPPERCUT!

Nack suddenly bursts into the air and detonates a huge European uppercut under the chin of Plague, sending him down again. Nack swivels around and he smacks the outstretched palm of Drake…

HE: Get in there Orthrus…

The crowd are on their feet once more as Drake storms the ring, flooring the oncoming Orthrus with a running clothesline. Orthrus gets back up and Drake nails him with another clothesline before whipping him into the corner and following in with a running stinger splash. Orthrus staggers back up and Drake runs to the opposite side before sprinting back with a rib-crunching spear…

HA: Drake is back in 6CW and he looks better than ever…

Plague is back up and Drake rocks him with brutal right hands before attempting an Irish whip, only to be reversed. Drake comes back and he ducks a punch from Plague, ducking underneath and scoring with a huge German suplex. Plague gets back up and Drake floors him again with a big shoulder tackle before kneeling down in the corner and ushering Plague to stand…

HE: Get it together guys…your going to throw this away…

Drake waits for Plague to get up and then he sprints at him and almost splits him in half with a devastating spear. The crowd are rocking as Drake gives a signal and then pulls Plague into a front facelock…

HA: Can Drake get him up?

HE: Not a chance…

HA: JACKHAMMER!

The jackhammer is moments away as Orthrus gets back up and clatters into Drake from behind, sending boos all around the Copper Box. Orthrus helps Plague back up to his feet and they both wait for Drake to stand before seizing him around the throat…

HA: This is bad…

HE: Welcome back Drake…DOUBLE CHOKESLAM!

Nate Nack rushes out of nowhere with a “pounce” tackle that sends Orthrus flying across the ring. The distraction allows Drake to kick Edward Plague in the stomach and then he shocks the crowd by scoring with the jackhammer in the middle of the ring…

HA: Drake is going to win…

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HE; Not enough….Drake is going to need much more than that…

Nate Nack is brawling with Orthrus on the outside of the ring as Drake is stalking Edward Plague inside. Plague looks groggy as Drake urges him up and drags him into a sleeper position…

HA: Lights out…

Drake looks for the rear naked choke but Plague rushes him backwards and squashes him into the corner. On the outside, Nack looks to whip Orthrus into the ringsteps but Orthrus reverses and sends the world champion clattering into the steel. In the ring, Plague drags Drake out of the corner and looks to flip him into the air..

HE: CONFESSION!

Drake counters the “border toss” into a backdrop and then staggers to the corner and kneels down. Plague gets back to his feet and Drake looks for another spear but Orthrus intercepts with a running bicycle kick to the temple of Drake…

*Crowd boo

HA: The referee needs to sort that out…

Orthrus climbs out onto the apron and he waits for Plague to crawl across before tagging him on the back. Orthrus climbs back into the ring and he smirks at Drake before pulling him up to his feet and he flips him into the air…

HE: DEATH FROM ABOVE!

Drake slips out of the attempted crucifix powerbomb and he jumps on Orthrus back, trying to synch in his sleeper submission. Orthrus is able to drop down and he jawbreakers Drake into the ropes before getting back to his feet and he grabs him around the throat…

HA: CHOKESLAM WILL END IT!

The crowd look stunned as Orthrus plants Drake into the mat with the chokeslam and he covers………………………….1…………………………2…………………….Drake somehow gets his shoulder up!

HE: Not a chance…

HA: Drake living to fight another day…

Orthrus is up on his feet and arguing with the referee as the official tells him it was a definite two count. Orthrus looks angry but gets his focus back and pulls Drake up by the head…

HE: He may not have got him the first time, but second time is a charm…

Orthrus looks to be setting up for another crucifix powerbomb as Drake swipes his legs, dropping Orthrus on the back of his head. Drake then drops back and he sends Orthrus flying into a slingshot, clattering the monster’s head off the turnbuckle. Orthrus staggers back and Drake jumps on him…

HA: LIGHTS OUT….DRAKE GOING TO SLEEP!

Drake pulls Orthrus into the rear naked choke and the crowd go wild. Orthrus is immediately in serious danger, his arms flapping wildly, and he looks ready to give up as Edward Plague comes storming to the rescue…

*Crowd pop

HE: Noooo….

Drake ducks the attempted clothesline from hell and Plague almost takes Orthrus’ head off with the impact. Drake then waits for Plague to turn around and he connects with a leaping enzeguiri to the temple, sending Plague down to his knees and out of commission. Drake then reaches up and slaps the hand of Nate Nack…

HA: Complete error of judgment from The Authority…Plague took out Orthrus and here comes Nate Nack….

HE: This can’t be…

HA: Orthrus is out on his feet….WAKE UP CALL!

The crowd pop as Nack hauls Orthrus up to his feet and he suplexes him over into the stunner finish, leaving Orthrus flat on his back. Drake is resting up against the turnbuckle with a smile upon his face as Nack hooks both legs on Orthrus…
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HA: Triumphant return to 6CW for Drake….he and Nate Nack just picked up one hell of a victory…

HE: They scored a fluke…no way will Nack get that lucky again…

HA: They outworked their opposition, like it or not….The Authority got a taste of their own medicine tonight…

“Unbreakable” is thundering out of the speakers as Nack and Drake roll from the ring and they shake hands in the aisleway, rousing another huge cheer from the crowd. Huge chants of “6c-dub” and “You’ve still got it” echo around the Copper Box…

HA: Drake showed the world that he has not missed a beat in the time he has been away….6CW just answered back in their fight against The Authority….The Original Original is back and he is ready to fight…

HE: I hope he enjoys his celebration, because I guarantee that The Authority will have redemption in mind next time out…

Drake and Nack celebrate with the fans as Orthrus and Plague begin to get back to their feet. Orthrus is holding his jaw and looking at Plague with disgruntlement as Plague just glares back. Both men go face to face as Anarchy draws to a close.

HA: Trouble brewing? I don’t think Orthrus is too happy about Plague almost knocking his head off…

HE: They need to put that aside and get back on the same page…

HA: They sure do, because if cracks are already beginning to form in the armour of The Authority then I don’t like their chances of dethroning Nack at the top of the mountain…thanks for joining us tonight folks, we hope you have enjoyed it as much as we have….we’ll see you in two weeks!