6CW Presents Day of Reckoning RESULTS 6th April 2014

(A voiceover speaks as footage of 6CW matches and events over the past 6 months plays, a bell tolls every few seconds)

VO: Success is often achieved by people that don’t know that failure is inevitable

*Nate Nack is shown winning the 6CW Championship

VO: In the end, people are persuaded not by what we say, but by what they understand.

*Enforcer is shown with the EWF championship before the scene switches to a smiling Mr. Jones

VO: In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

*Liam Wood is shown beating down Thunder

VO: A strong man stands up for himself; a stronger man stands up for others

*On screen we see the camera pan across the 6CW roster ending with Nate Nack and Enforcer standing eye to eye

VO: But in the end, one thing alone is certain……….

*The screen is filled by the entire roster brawling

VO: That you should know who you will be when the Day of Reckoning arrives.

The 6CW logo appears on the blank screen, as Superstar by Saliva 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 pans across the arena as 6CW fans are on their feet, banners raised high in the air

The Return of the Legacy
What….. Say……. You…………????
Nate Nack – King of the mountain
Masters – The time is now
It’s a puppet!!!!!
Go Gazzy Go!!!
Costello against the Machine
Who will have their Night of Glory?

The action is then taken ringside where Henry and Harold Lloyd are situated at the announce desk, ready to call the action.

HA: Ladies and Gentlemen. It is Sunday 6th April. We are in the sold out SSE Hydro Arena in Glasgow. I am Harold Lloyd and next to me as ever is my brother Henry and this is 6CW’s DAY OF RECKONING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Henry nods to the camera

HE: It’s time to play

(A PPV video package plays hyping every match before the action returns to the ringside team)

HA: What an exciting and action packed night we have in store for you tonight, six matches which on their own merits could Main Event a PPV, three championships on the line all as an aperitif to the Main Course

HE: All eyes are on the Gateway to Glory match Harold; one man will win a shot at the title of his choosing and catapult himself into the Main Event at Night of Glory

HA: Nights like this is what 6CW is all about and I can’t wait to get started

HE: For once I agree with you Harold, tonight could well change the face of this company forever; one man will cement his place in 6CW history

HA: Without further ado Henry, let’s get this show on the road!

*Backstage Mr. Jones is stood in front of Helms, Daniels and Roth; Kelsey is stood hand in hand with Oliver Keane and Mr. Hernandez is stood with a group of security staff

*Jones is dressed in a dark blue suit and grey tie; he slowly removes his glasses to clean the rim before placing them back on the bridge of his nose

MJ: Tonight is the most important night under my authority

*The group nod in agreement

MJ: Tonight we show our power, strength and unity. Tonight we cement our position in control of this company

*Jones narrows his eyes

MJ: Tonight failure is not an option!!

*The group disperses and Jones walks over to Keane, he offers a hand and Keane shakes the hand and nods to Jones

OK: Michael

*Kelsey squeezes his hand expecting a reaction, Jones smiles and nods back

MJ: Oliver. I trust with the recent developments I can include you in our plans. Kelsey tells me you are willing to help in the fight for control

*Keane narrows his eyes a steely determination comes across his face

OK: The line has been drawn; I’ll do whatever it takes

*Christy is backstage, huge smile adorns her face.

"My guest at this time...The Talent, Jimmy Phillips"

*Phillips walks in briskly, clearly pumped up

C "Altair first. Can you put to bed this rumbling rivalry tonight?"

JP "Alexander Altair - tonight you find out why the men, women and children of the world all love Jimmy Phillips. Cos I'm the best in this business. You'll step foot into that ring Alexander Altair, you'll leave as just another victim to the Year of the Talent. For a strait laced plank like you it'll be the most exciting minutes of your life - witnessing Jimmy Phillips at work first hand."

C "Confident then?"

JP "The Talent knows what he is here for. This is just one of two victories tonight"

C "So you fancy your chances in the Gateway to Glory match?"

JP "6CW, you're about to watch the coronation of a king. Jimmy Phillips is coming for you"

C "Thank you Jimmy"

*Alexander Altair is backstage with Tim Allen. Altair is dressed for action

TA: Minutes until you kick off this PPV Alexander, what odds on you winning the first and last matches of the evening?

*Altair shakes his head

AA: Do I look like a gambling man Tim?

*Allen shrugs his shoulders

AA: I deal with cold hard facts. I don’t want luck or chance to come into things, the playing field gets messy when outside factors are involved

TA: But this week especially we have seen you and Jimmy Phillips at odds ahead of your match, it looked to me like emotions were high

*Altair cracks his neck

AA: Phillips is … How can I put it politely in a PG environment?

*Altair thinks for a second

AA: Phillips is like the stray dog that won’t leave you alone and like with dogs sometimes the only humane option is to have them put down

*Altair walks out of shot as the view moves to ringside

Match 1  
Jimmy Phillips vs Alexander Altair

HA: Here we go Henry Alexander Altair vs The Talent Jimmy Phillips this should be an awesome match. These two men have had a heated rivalry over the last few weeks both getting the upper hand at different times

HE: It should be an awesome match Harold these two guys are great in the ring and have a huge amount of technical ability; you can count on a lot of submission moves in this match.

*The crowd then boo loudly when MK Ultra blasts out of the speakers, Altair steps through the curtain flanked by two large security staff and he stares blankly at the ring as he makes his way down the ramp.  

HA: Well the crowd certainly showing there feelings towards Altair.

HE: Altair is focused Harold, he won’t let the crowd get in his head

*Suddenly the crowd begin to cheer loudly as Cold ash and colder hearts hits and the arena lights turn red. The Talent jogs out to the stage, he walks to one side of the stage acknowledges the fans and then the other, walks down to ring and jumps up onto apron and pyros shoot out of the ring posts  

HA: Jimmy's looking confident tonight Henry can he get the win?

HE: I don’t think so Harold. Altair has the upper hand for me

Ding, Ding, Ding.

HA: You were saying Henry?

HE: Altair wasn't ready.

*The two men square up to one and other but suddenly the crowd cheers when Phillips hits a head butt to the face of Altair who goes to the mat Phillips then drops the elbow on to the back of the neck of Altair, Phillips picks Altair up and Irish whips him to the ropes and hits a spinebuster as the crowd goes crazy.

HA: Wow, Phillips is on fire here tonight.

HE: The match should be re-started Harold, Altair wasn't ready when Phillips head butted him in the face at the start of the match.

HE: Phillips is just doing what Altair would do but got in there first, Oh man Boston crab!

*Phillips lets out a huge roar as he turns Altair over and puts him in the Boston crab, Altair screams out in pain, the referee checks to see if Altair wants to quit but Altair screams out a loud NOOOOOO .

*Altair inches his way over to the ropes and the crowd boo's loudly as Altair gets to the rope the referee counts to four as Phillips just lets go in time.

HE: Come on disqualify Phillips it was five when he broke the hold.

HA: I think you may find it was four which is well with in the rules Henry.

HE: Get in there come on Altair stay on him.

*Phillips releases the hold and lifts Altair to his feet; Phillips whips Altair to the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Altair ducks and bounces of the ropes and hits Phillips with a spear, both men crash to the mat as the crowd start to boo

HA: A frenzied start to this one but can both men keep up this pace?
*Altair is starting to come round and Phillips is bent over holding his stomach Altair then grabs the right leg of Phillips as he gets the ankle lock in Phillips scream out in pain as Altair puts the pressure on the leg.

HA: This is turning into a submission fest  

HE: He’s gonna tap Harold, I’m sure of it. Look  

HA: No he’s not, counter by Phillips.

*Phillips turns over and pushes Altair with his foot, Altair falls backwards letting go of Phillips foot and they both get to there feet and then run the ropes and at the same time hit a cross body and then both fall to the mat the referee starts to count to ten.

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HA: Both men are stirring Henry but which man is going to get up first.

HE: My man Altair, Harold that's who?

HA: Oh my, through the ropes, this could get ugly.  

*Both men start to get to the feet they trade punches but Altair kicks Phillips in the stomach and throws him through the ropes Phillips goes flying and hits his back hard on the guard rail, Altair then puts one arm in the air as the crowd boo even louder then start the you suck chant.

HA: What is Altair doing, he could get disqualified here?

HE: A bit of revenge from when Phillips head butted him in the face at the start of the match.

*Altair climbs through the ropes and on to the floor on the outside of the ring he picks up Phillips and rams his back into the ring apron then back to the guard rail then back the to the ring apron and back to the guard rail and then Irish whips Phillips into the steel ring post. Phillips drops to the floor in pain as Altair rolls back in the ring under the bottom rope to stop the count by the referee and then rolls back under the ropes, he picks up Phillips and then rolls him under the ropes into the ring. Altair follows him and goes for the cover.


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HA: How in the world did Phillips kick out of that?

HE: I have no idea Harold; this is turning into a great match, well for Altair anyway.

HA: You were saying?

*Altair picks up Phillips and Irish whips him to the corner of the ring Phillips hits his back against the turn buckles and screams out in pain once more. Altair then moves back to the other side of the ring and runs at Phillips going for a second spear but Phillips moves out of the way and Altair hits his shoulder onto the steel ring post and just flops there like a rag doll.

HA: Just the opening that Phillips needs to get back in this match up.

HE: Stop the match Altair looks hurt, Oh no; Come on this is too much!

*Phillips rolls under the bottom rope and grabs the arm of Altair and rams it against the steel post, Altair screams out in pain but Phillips doesn't let go of the arm and rams again and again and again at least four times. Altair scream out and manages to break free, he rolls to the other side of the ring and backs into the opposite corner, Altair stares at Phillips as he holds his arm.

*Phillips climbs back in to the ring and walks over to Altair who holds his other arm up in defence, Phillips ignores this and goes to grab Altair by the hair but Altair grabs the trunks and rams his head into the turn buckle as the crowd start to boo loudly Altair taps his head to the crowd as if to say he is smarter then Phillips.

HA: Dirty tricks by Altair but effective, Phillips seems to be out cold in the corner of the ring.

HE: Wait, Wait, No…….  

*Altair picks up Phillips and then goes to hit a Powerbomb but Phillips fights out gets and counters with a school boy roll up.



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HA: This time it was Phillips playing possum.

HE: Yeah but he didn't get him did he?

*Both men are quick to their feet, Altair hits a chop to the chest of which stuns Phillips, Altair hits a hard right hand and as Phillips spins round Altair locks in a sleeper hold, Phillips struggles for breath waving his arms around wildly, the crowd are trying to give Phillips encouragement but he slowly begins to fade, The Talent drops to one knee as Altair puts more pressure on the hold, Phillips falls to the mat.

HA: This is not good Henry, Phillips could be out here.

HE: I told you Phillips was not a patch on Altair

*The referee holds the arm up of Phillips once and it drops to the mat

HA: Come on Jimmy

*The ref holds the arm for a second time and again it drops to his side  

HE: One more, come on

*The referee holds it for a third and final time

HA: Fight it!!

*The crowd cheers loudly as Phillips manages to keep his arm from dropping. The Talent starts to shake his legs and the crowd gets behind him. Phillips gets to his feet and staggers backwards to the turn buckle ramming Altair's back hard into the corner. Altair still holds on tight. Phillips slams backwards once, twice and three times into the turn buckle, Altair finally lets go and Phillips hits him with hard lefts and rights to the face, Altair stumbles back and Phillips Irish whips him to the other corner of the ring, Altair crashes back out of the corner and Phillips picks Altair up onto his shoulders and hits Snake eyes, Altair stumbles back again and Phillips hits a Overhead belly suplex and goes for the cover.

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HA: That was so close to ending this match, inches away from the end.

HE: Altair is still in this one and he’s fighting all the way.

*Altair kicks out and Phillips picks him up and Irish whips him to the ropes.

HA: SAMOAN DROP!

HE: COUNTERED. NECKBREAKER!!

Phillips goes for a Samoan drop but somehow Altair counters with a neck breaker. Both men crash to the mat but Altair crawls over to Phillips and drapes one arm over his chest the referee starts the count.


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HE: Yes, Yes, Yes Altair win, Altair wins.

HA: No, No, No, Foot on the rope by Phillips, Great ring awareness by the Talent.

*The crowd cheers as the referee spots Phillips putting his foot on the ropes. Altair starts to argue with the ref as Phillips comes round and staggers over to his opponent who is still arguing with the referee. Phillips from behind applies the Master lock on to Altair. Altair screams out in pain as Phillips puts more pressure on the arms of Altair the ref asks him if he wants to quit and Altair shouts out NO.

HA: This could be over right now Henry, This move right here hurts like hell.

HE: Great counter!!!

HA: God damn low blow and the referee didn't see it.

*Altair sneaks his foot away from the referee's view and brings it right up into the noodles of Phillips who lets go of the Master lock and keels over in pain Altair grabs hold of Phillips lifting him to his vertical base and hits a standing dropkick sending Phillips crashing to the mat. Altair picks up Phillips and Irish whips him to the corner of the ring, he follows in with a flying knee but Phillips moves out of the way. Phillips spins round and picks up Altair  


HA: TOUCHDOWN!!!!!




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Ding, Ding, Ding.

HA: And just like that. That's it. It's all over, what a match and what a fight by these two great superstars but in the end it was The Talent Jimmy Phillips who got the job done.

HE: He got lucky that's all, If Altair had connected with that flying knee it would have been all over.

HA: What a start to the PPV!!

Cold ash and colder hearts hits the arena speakers as the referee holds the arm of Jimmy Phillips high in the air as the crowd goes wild Jimmy then climbs the top turn buckle and poses for the fans as the view switches backstage

*Mr Jones is sat backstage in his office, the door opens and in walks Tyler Roth, the UK Championship is across his shoulder he places it on the desk, Jones intimates for Roth to sit but Roth declines

TR: Where is Drake?

*Jones takes off his glasses and places them on the desk

MJ: The whereabouts of my brother are of no concern to you!

*Roth furrows his brow

TR: No concern!!

I am about to walk into probably the biggest match of my career and you send my mentor packing from the company to some far away outpost on official business, what the hell are you doing Jones?

*Jones stands clearly unfazed by the size of the man stood before him

MJ: Since when do I answer to you Tyler, for that matter since when did I answer to anyone in this company, tell me huh?

*Roth is breathing heavily his eyes red with anger as Mr. Jones continues

MJ: What I am doing is making the right decisions for the future of this company; do you think storming in here is in the best interest of your future in this company?

*Roth stares ahead

MJ: You need to stay focused Tyler, you’ve already admitted tonight is a difficult match

*Roth snaps back

TR: I didn’t say it would be difficult

*Jones smiles

MJ: That is what I like to here, I was starting to think you were questioning your own ability, soldiers must only visualise victory Tyler.

*Roth picks up the UK belt and Jones replaces his glasses

MJ: Tonight The Authority will dominate and there must be no exception!!

*Roth is gazing at the belt

MJ: Remember Tyler, failure is not an option!!

*Backstage at the SSE Hydro arena the scene opens in a dark room, the sound of a match striking is heard and Edward Plague’s face appears illuminated by the flame, he starts to speak slowly pausing deliberately between sentences

EP: When I was a child my mother told me there was no such thing as monsters, that the noises I heard in the dark were nothing more than the whistle on the wind

*Plague smiles

EP: But now I have grown I see the truth. I see the monsters that walk among us. I see the fear on your faces. And I say to you, be at peace my brother for you have not yet bear witness to the full monstrosity that is at your door

*Plague laughs

EP: Oh it’s coming my brothers, a darkness, a darkness that will consume your very souls and there will be no where to hide, there will be nobody to tell you everything will be ok, there will be nothing but the darkness

*Plague laughs once more

EP: And you will be begging, begging for salvation, begging for me to protect you, to end your suffering, to save you from the eternal damnation

*Plague tilts his head

EP: You think I’m crazy but I am your only hope. In a world full of greed and lies mine is the only sane mind. I am the only future that saves you all

*Plague smiles

EP: Brotherhood is the very price and condition of mans survival

*Plague blows out the flame and the room once again in total darkness, whispers can be heard and then the repeated chanting as the scene fades

NO CROSS, NO CROWN, NO KING...........ONLY EDWARD

???: The winner of this match....and NEW United Kingdom Champion......ME!

*The grinning face of Vincent Costello appears on the screen

Costello: Tonight is the night when the world will realize that Costello's Law isn't just a catchphrase....it is a way of life, it is the future of this business. I am the future of this business.

*In the background of the room a monitor is playing a montage of Tyler Roth in action. Costello looks over his shoulder and grins at the screen.

Costello: Oh Tyler, and you really think you are the most important thing in my universe....

*Costello wags his finger

Costello: If only you knew the truth......taking your prized possession is barely even worth waking up in the morning for. No....this is much bigger than you and it always as been. Tonight is the beginning of a new era....I am going to liberate 6CW and take everything that belongs to me.

Not only am I leaving tonight as the UK Champion but I will win the Gateway to Glory match....and at the end of this evening there is going to be a lot of blood on my hands....enjoy the show!

*Tim Allen is stood backstage

TA: Tonight, I am going to bring you all the backstage interviews as we build up to a huge main event. The Gateway to Glory is waiting for someone to burst through and take their shot at gold.

My next guest is a man mountain some would say has a huge advantage in this match. Too big for one man to lift, and with nowhere for his foes to run, I give you...Lucas Takeo

*Takeo walks into shot

TA: Mr Takeo...what will happen tonight?

LT: Tonight, I will crush the skulls of 29 other men and paint a target on the back of a champion. Tonight Lucas Takeo makes his entrance into 6CW folklore as the worst enemy any man ever faced, the biggest conqueror any man was a victim of.

TA: Who do you intend to challenge were you to win?

LT: Whoever gets in my way!

*Takeo walks straight off before Tim can get out another question

Match 2
6CW UK Championship
Tyler Roth (c) vs Vincent Costello

We cut back to the ringside area as we are once again met by the team of Harold and Henry Lloyd who are ready for the second match of the night, Harold has a big smile on his face as he introduces the action

HA: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen and it's time to see if Tyler Roth can kickstart a night of success or failure for The Authority…

HE: Stop talking rubbish Harold! I like Costello but he is being silly if he thinks he can take the UK Championship from Roth tonight….this is the night when The Authority cements their grip as the dominant force in the wrestling industry…

HA: Huge match and one that promises to be hard-hitting and explosive…..UK Championship on the line as the self-proclaimed “Baddest man on the planet” defends his belt against former EWF Champion, Vincent Costello…

HE: Let’s stop talking about it and let it happen…

Suddenly the fans give out a mixed reaction as the “Godfather” theme begins to ring around the Copper Box Arena and a confident looking Vincent Costello steps out on to the stage, he pauses for a moment as the fans begin to get behind him

HA: Now this is not something that Vincent Costello is usually used too! It seems that the fans are behind the Hell's Kitchen resident as he prepares to battle against the Authority!

HE: Just goes to show how fickle they are then...by the looks of it, he doesn't give a damn anyway!

The chants quickly stop as Costello begins to mock the fans for cheering for him, he struts down to the ring and shouts at the fans calling them parasites and other names before confidently stepping through the ropes and awaiting his opponent.

HE: Vincent Costello looks confident but I can't imagine he feels it knowing he's about to go toe to toe with the baddest man on the planet!

HA: Well to be fair last week we saw him get a pinfall victory over the UK Champion in that very ring and he must feel like he'll be able to do it again!

HE: Well tonight is different, he won't have that monster Ojore backing him up!

The “Godfather” Theme is replaced by “Till I Collapse” by Eminem and Nate Dogg and a chorus of abuse and boo's begins to ring around the arena as the UK Champion Tyler Roth bursts through the curtains, his eyes lock on Costello as he flexes his impressive muscles before making his way down towards the ring

HE: What an impressive man! Roth could be pound for pound the strongest man on the roster...what a smart choice by The Authority!

HA: I'll give you that one Harold but Vincent Costello is not a man you can write off...we've seen countless times that he's willing to do what it takes when it comes to getting what he wants and right now, he wants that title across the shoulder of Mr Roth!

Roth reaches the ring and slides in quickly handing the belt to the referee before going nose to nose with Costello.

HA: I don't know how much longer the ref will be able to keep these two from tearing each other apart!

HE: Well I don't think he has to worry about that now!

The ref rings the bell as Costello and Roth continue to square off nose to nose in the middle of the ring, the camera zooms in as the two men's eyes are locked on each other and they bad mouth one another, after a few seconds Roth backs up and lands a hard slap across the face of Costello that sends him stumbling back, Costello laughs and replies with one of his own that causes Roth to grit his teeth. Costello beckons Roth to come at him!

HA: Neither man is going to back down...I can already tell this is going to be closer to a prison riot than a wrestling match!

Both men launch forward offloading with repeated punches in the centre of the ring with both refusing to backdown, Costello cuts off Roth with repeated knee's to the gut but Roth quickly replies charging forward sending both men through the ropes and down to the outside. Both men are quickly to their feet as Roth whips Costello in to the guard rail before charging forward once again looking for a massive clothesline only for Costello to get a knee up leaving Roth groggy, Costello picks Roth up to his feet and shoves him hard in to the ring post before landing more repeated knees to the gut. Roth pushes Costello back but Costello grabs him by the head and forces it back, cracking in against the ring post.

HE: What an animal! He should be disqualified for that!

Costello goes for the move again but Roth is able to spin around instead slamming Costello head first in to the post before backing up and landing a running knee that crushes Costello's head between his knee and the ring post.

HA: Oh so should Roth be disqualified for that!?

HE: All's fair in war Harold!

The ref orders Roth to bring the action in to the ring but Roth ignores him instead turning his attention back to Costello, Roth drags him to the announcers table and places him across it.

HA: Oh god...last time these two were in a match our table was destroyed...

HE: At least this time the right person will be going through!

Roth beats down on the chest of Costello before climbing on to the apron and targeting him, the ref orders Roth to get back in to the ring but Roth mocks his attempt to control him before turning back to Costello.

HA: What an impact!

HE: Oh God!

As Roth turns around Costello is back up, he jumps up on to the apron joining Roth before hooking the head of Roth hitting a massive suplex from the apron to the outside that leaves both men down and out, the refs counts have reaches five as Costello begins to stir but Roth seems out for the count. The refs count reaches eight...

HA: This match might end on a count out! What a disappointment!

HE: At least the championship will stay in the right hands

The ref's count stops at eight as he continues to order both men back in to the ring, he looks around but remains silent

HA: It looks like he's not going to let this one end early! What a great decision!

HE: What a joke! He's lost control of this one...he might as well let them use weapons now...no respect for the rules!

Costello gets to his feet and drags Roth up before rolling him back in to the ring, instantly making the cover

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Roth kicks out with confidence as he begins to come back around, Costello is up quick though dragging Roth to his feet, Costello lands a stinging right before launching Roth against the ropes, as Roth returns he drops under a clothesline attempt and comes back with a huge diving shoulder tackle that leaves both men down

Roth quickly pushes himself up picking Costello up to his feet and whipping him in to the corner with a huge impact, Roth backs up to the opposite turnbuckle before charging forward looking for a massive splash only for Costello to get both feet up sending Roth flying back, Costello quickly slips through the ropes and stands on the apron. As Roth returns Costello hits a Sheamus style over the rope shoulder tackle of his own taking Roth down

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Costello stays knelt and lets out a deep breath before looking at the apron once again, he climbs through and beckons Roth to his feet. As Roth stands back up Costello once again flies over the top rope hoping to take the big man down only for Roth to run forward catching Costello with a massive knee that leaves hims draped over the top rope, Roth quickly lands hard kicks to the draped Costello before running him along the apron and slamming his head in to the ringpost, Roth climbs on to the second rope before holding Costello in a suplex position while he's still stood on the apron

HA: WHAT POWER!

HE: Tyler Roth showing why he's the baddest man on the planet!

HA: Listen to the fans counting along!

The replay shows as Roth uses all his strength to pull Costello up from the apron in to a massive stalling suplex on the second rope, as we cut back the fans are counting along as Roth continues to hold Costello vertical in the air

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HA: The longer this goes the more damage it will do! The blood must be rushing to Costello's head right now!

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As the crowd reach 30 Roth drops back sending Costello crashing down to the mat with a huge bump that rattles the ring, Roth quickly rolls over the top and makes the cover

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Roth gets up and screams at Costello to get to his feet, as Costello drags him self up from the ground Roth begins to stalk him, waiting for the perfect moment, Costello gets up and Roth pounces scooping Costello on to his shoulders

HE: Fourth Wall!

HA: NO! Reverse...here comes Costello...

HE: What power!

The replay shows as Roth goes for his F-5 finisher only for Costello to slip off his shoulders, Costello charges off the ropes looking for a huge clothesline but Roth reacts quickly scooping Costello up hitting a massive tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, Roth quickly drops down and makes the cover

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A frustrated Roth pulls Costello to his feet and begins to shout in his face, he orders him to stay down but a smile cracks on the face of Costello who spits in the face of the UK Champion and laughs as a furious Roth whips Costello hard in to the corner, the impact causes Costello to crash in to the ground with a huge bump, Costello begins to crawl forwards as Roth climbs the turnbuckle and waits as Costello once again gets to his feet

HA: Roth is ready to fly!

HE: What an athlete!

As Costello spins around Roth launches himself forward looking for a flying clothesline but Costello somehow manages to catch his arm instead rolling the attempt in to a arm bar of his own in the middle of the ring, Costello begins to wrench the shoulder and elbow of Roth who screams out in pain.

HA: Things aren't looking good for Roth here, his arm could break at any moment!

HE: Come on Tyler...get out of there!

Costello continues to put pressure on Roth's arm who grits his teeth and begins to push his feet up, Roth gets to a standing position and in a display of pure power begins to lift Costello in to the air, Roth attempts to hit a massive spinebuster but Costello drops down hooking the head of Roth and hitting a DDT, Costello makes the cover

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Costello wastes no time pulling Roth up before scooping him up on to his shoulders and charging to the turnbuckle dropping Roth down hitting the Snake Eyes, as Roth stumbles back Costello picks him in to the air hitting a big belly to back suplex. Costello begins to stalk Roth as he signals for the end

HA: OMERTA! That's it!

HE: NO! He didn't get it! What a reversal!

As Roth spins around Costello attempts the Black Hole Slam only for Roth to lock his arms pulling Costello down in to the Kimura Lock, Costello quickly lands knees to the back of Roth's head that forces him to release the hold, Costello quickly rolls out of the ring but is instantly followed by Roth

HA: It's coming back this way Brother...

HE: For once I'm not a fan of being up close and personal with the action! This is a warzone!

As Roth follows Costello out of the ring Costello reacts quickly charging forward and hitting a spear to the bigger man that sends them crashing in to the ring steps, Costello is up quickly though and begins to land hard boots to the head of Roth before picking him to his feet and hitting a snap suplex that crashes Roth on to the apron that causes him to roll back in to the ring, Costello slides back in to the ring and makes the cover

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HA: These men just won't give up...Costello is starting to get frustrated!

Costello screams out in frustration and gets in the refs face telling the ref that his counting was slow, the ref shakes his head and orders Costello to carry on the match. Costello turns his attention back to Roth and pulls him to his knees

HA: Curbstomp...

HE: POWERBOMB!

As Costello goes for the footstomp finisher Roth grabs his opponents foot and reacts quickly with a huge desperation powerbomb before making the cover

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Roth slowly gets up and launches Costello against the ropes, as Costello returns he ducks a big boot attempt from Roth and manages to hit a springboard crossbody only for Roth to catch him midair across his shoulders

HE: Fourth Wall! He got all of that!

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HA: NO! Foot on the rope!

Roth drags Costello back in to the ring and makes the cover again

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Roth once again makes the cover but this time Costello kicks out at one leaving Roth in disbelief. Roth screams out and punches the mat in frustration before turning to the ref, he pushes the ref in to the corner and begins to tell him to count properly, slamming his hands together three times

HE: Watch out Tyler!

HA: His loss of concentration might have cost him the title!

As the ref orders Roth to carry on fighting he spins around only to walk straight in to the path of Costello who is back on his feet

HA: OMERTA!

Costello hits the Black Hole Slam crashing Roth in to the middle of the ring but the impact causes him to roll away, both men remain down as the ref has no choice but to count both men out, the fans begin to cheer for both men as they claw at the ground doing their best to get to their feet

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Costello pushes himself up but is clearly struggling as Roth begins to drag himself up using the ropes

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Costello and Roth both finally reach their feet as the fans cheer, the two men once again meet in the middle of the ring and begin to trade huge punches, Costello looks for a knee but Roth blocks it following up with a head but that staggers Costello. Costello replies with a jumping knee that staggers Roth before looking for a clothesline, Roth ducks the clothesline attempt and returns with a huge big boot

HA: The ref caught all of that one!

HE: That will teach him for counting slowly!

The replay shows as Costello ducks under the clothesline leaving the referee to take the full impact of Roth's attack, Roth is stunned for a moment but turns his attention back to Costello his is hunched over. As Roth charges forward Costello spins around landing a stinging right hand to the jaw of Roth that leaves him down and out

HE: What the hell! Call for the bell! He used the brass knuckles! This is an outrage!

HA: That's the problem...with no referee this match is going to breakdown even further!

Costello mocks the fans as they begin to boo him, he places a foot across the chest of Roth before realising the ref is out cold, he quickly runs over dragging the referee over to Roth and drops down making the cover using the refs hand to make the count

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HA: Oh my god! He kicked out at two!

HE: That was 2.9...but he did it...Roth is unstoppable!

Costello gets up and tosses the knuckles away before dragging the referee up and throwing him from the ring in anger, suddenly a new ref comes running down to the ring as Costello screams at him to get in quickly! Costello spins around turning his attention back to the UK Champion only for Roth to be back up, Roth scoops Costello up

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HA: We have a winner...

HE: NO!

HA: ...and a new United Kingdom Champion!

The fans boo's rain down on the ring as Costello stands over Roth and the replay shows how Costello was able to drop down from the Fourth Wall attempt before kicking Roth in the knee and hitting the Curbstomp!

We cut back to the ring and Costello snatches the UK Title from the new ref before rolling out and grabbing his brass knuckles, he kisses them before making his way out of the arena leaving Roth standing in the centre of the ring holding his head remonstrating with the referee

HA: OH MY GOD WHAT A MATCHUP

HE: TYLER ROTH IS LIVID!!

HA: HE HAS BEEN BEATEN AT HIS OWN GAME AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE DESERVED IT. WHAT A START TO THIS EVENING WE HAVE ALREADY HAD SO FAR. THE AUTHORITY ARE MINUS ONE TITLE , THE TIDE IS TURNING HENRY!!

Henry stays silent as the scene goes backstage

*Timothy Allen is backstage

"My guest at this time...Scott Harris"

*Harris walks into shot and shakes Tim's hand.

TA "Tonight yourself and Mike Masters could become our first tag team champions since the regeneration...how prepared are you both?"

SH "We're both consummate professionals and we're the better men in this fight"

TA "Better maybe, but can you survive the tricks of the Authority?"

"Yeah, how do you plan on dealing with the SOA and their games?"

*Both men turn and the camera pans out to see Mike Masters walking into shot

TA "Mr Masters, come to join us?"

MM "I've come to join him, you can leave"

SH "What's worrying you Masters?"

*Masters stares directly into Harris' eyes, an intensity and anger evident.

MM "You. You worry me. This won't be any standard tag team match. There will be fun and games all over the place, they won't play fair. Can I trust you?"

SH "You could trust me in every match before, and they've shadowed us every step. What is your problem?"

MM "It's still you. You're still my problem."

SH "Deal with it"

*Harris brushes past Masters and the scene fades

*Backstage Christy is stood with Blade, the two hug

CJ: Big night Blade, first big PPV since your return and what a match to start up with

*Blade smiles

B: It’s for night like this that I came back Christy. I love the big occasion. I’ve got to be realistic and say that I’m not one of the favourites but in a match like this any man can win, as they say Christy it’s every man for himself , I’ve bought a ticket so I’ve got as much chance as anyone else

*Christy smiles and points at Blade’s bruising

CJ: Any lasting effects from Anarchy. We saw a hellacious encounter between you and Joshua where you eventually came out the winner

*Blade laughs nervously

B: I sure as hell don’t feel like the winner Christy, that guy’s a monster but I hoped I showed what Blade is all about. I won’t ever back down from a fight, no matter what I’ll keep coming back

CJ: That’s the Blade these fans have come to know and love

*Blade smiles apologetically

B: I‘ve got a lot of making up to do with the 6CW universe Christy, I know that but I hope they can see how much effort I am putting into repairing the damage I caused. This place means so much to me I can’t believe I even considered helping the guys who are tearing it apart. I still wake up in a cold sweat most nights Christy so believe me I will do all I can to make up for it

*Christy places a hand on Blade’s shoulder

CJ: And let me speak for them when I say they are all behind you this evening

*Blade smiles and hugs Christy again

B: It means a lot Christy. Thanks

*Helms and Daniels stand waiting in the corridors of 6CW.

MH "Where is he then?"

JD "I dunno man, he called us here though so we better wait"

MH "Ahhh, there he is"

*They men both look down the corridor to see Hernandez walking towards them.

H "Gentlemen, thank you for meeting me"

MH "Whats all this about? We're about to become tag team champions, what can you need to say?"

H "A-ha! Confidence. Good. Our expectations are the same. And you'll understand that nothing less than a win is acceptable"

JD "Well, you know how to make sure"

*Hernandez sighs

H "I told you to let Mr Helms do the speaking when we meet. You will win this as champions do, and then you have earned the belts, the opportunity we have given you and some respect."

MH "We understand"

H "Good, you better do. This isn't negotiable. Expect unpleasant evenings if you fail to do the job"

*Tim Allen is backstage once more

TA: Joining me now...Hobo!

*Hobo saunters in and shakes Allen's hand

H: Timothy, a pleasure

*Tim wipes his hand on his jacket, a little perturbed, but carries on regardless

TA: Hobo, tonight you can kick start your comeback...your thoughts on the Gateway to Glory match?

H: Well hell, Hobo has kick started his comeback with every damn performance I’ve put on. This is just the cherry on top

TA: Do you expect to win?

H: First rule Timmy; never expect anything in this business. You can expect a dodger to be jammie, but in wrestling anything can happen

TA: But the ultimate goal is to win a world title?

H: Of course! I feel sorry for the fine figures I'll have to defeat.

*He looks straight down the camera

H: Sorry guys, that's just the way the cookie crumbles

Match 3
6CW Tag Team Championships
Mike Masters/Scott Harris vs Marty Helms/Jonathan Daniels

Ding ding

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall…..and it is for the 6CW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!

*Crowd pop

HA: Time to crown the first tag team champions of the new era…

HE: Time for The Authority to assert their dominance even further in this company….those belts are leaving with Helms and Daniels…

The crowd are booing furiously as “King of Kings” hits the speakers and then red pyros shoot up into the rafters, covering the entranceway in smoke as they explode.

RA: Introducing first….representing The Authority (ultra boos)……..at a combined weight of 605 pounds…………….Jonathan Daniels and Maaarrttyy Heeellllmmmsss!

HE: The future of the tag team division….these guys are bringing it home for The Authority here at Day of Reckoning…

HA: That is your opinion and whilst I respect the talents of these two men, this will be no walkover…

Helms and Daniels, dressed in matching red vests and black trunks, high five on the stage and then swagger down to ring, taunting the fans as they do some. Helms and Daniels climb up into the ring and motion for belts around their waists as they pose on the turnbuckles…

HA: Two very powerful, aggressive athletes are Marty Helms and Jonathan Daniels…

HE: Too powerful for those dweebs Mike Masters and Scott Harris to handle…

Helms and Daniels remove their vests and then “Survival” echoes out to a chorus of cheers from the fans in attendance. Pyros erupt into the air and then the music changes to “Champion” and the noise levels reach fever pitch…

RA: And their opponents……………….at a combined weight of 505 pounds……Scott Harris and Miikkkkeee Masssttteerrrs!

HA: What an ovation here in Glasgow for Mike Masters and Scott Harris…

HE: This city is used to losers so it makes no difference whether the people cheer for Masters and Harris….they are backing the losing horse…

Harris lowers his hood and stares at Helms and Daniels as Masters saunters down to join him in the aisleway. They tag hands with the fans, but keep their distance from each other, and then make their way to the ring before jumping up on the apron…

HA: This is the final of the tag team tournament that was set up by The Authority over a month ago….Scott Harris and Mike Masters have defeated Tyler Roth/Enforcer, Max Adamson/GazzyD and Nicky Cassidy/Chaos on their way to this contest…

HE: And Helms and Daniels knocked off the formidable unit of Percival/Coddle and then squashed Jack Hurst/Robin Reborn in the semi-finals…

HA: The Authority have been compensated at every turn in this tournament…including a bye in the quarter finals….they have the freshness factor…

HE: And that’s all that matters, that is enough to see them through…

HA: In your opinion….but every fan inside this building believes in the dynamic young duo of Mike Masters and Scott Harris…

HE: But do Harris and Masters believe in each other? Don't tell me you haven't seen the mistrust between them...

All four men square up in the ring as the referee presents the brand new 6CW Tag Team Championship belts. The crowd applaud as the participants eye the gold before the bell sounds to start the contest…

HA: So many great teams have held those belts in the history of this company….The Untouchables, Revolution, Team Phenom and Dominion….tonight another partnership will add their names to that historic list…

HE: Marty Helms and Jonathan Daniels, I guarantee it…

HA: And it will be Marty Helms and Mike Masters to start us off…one fall to a finish….let’s get this started!

Helms and Masters circle one another before locking up in the centre of the ring. Helms uses his power to pull Masters into a side headlock but Masters swings forwards and snapmares Helms to the ground. Both men get back up and Helms launches in with a hard kick to the stomach before trying for a pumphandle slam…

HA: Masters not willing to stay in place long enough…

Masters drops off the back and he pushes Helms off the ropes before flattening him with a big dropkick as he returns.

HE: Daniels made the blind tag…

Jonathan Daniels climbs in the ring and he almost turns Masters inside out with a huge clothesline before dragging him back up and lifts him into a solid suplex……………..1……………………2………………kickout. Daniels rags Masters up and he clubs him across the back before whipping him into the corner. Daniels follows in with a running splash and then he throws Masters with a belly to belly suplex…

HE: That is complete and utter raw power….Masters can’t compete with that….

Masters staggers up and Daniels runs into him with a hard knee to the stomach before gutwrenching him into a suplex……………….1…………………………..2…………………….kickout. Daniels hauls Masters back up and tags Helms in…

HA: Quick interchange of tags between Helms and Daniels, keeping each other fresh in the early going…

Daniels holds Masters in place as Helms jumps off the ropes and lands with a double axe handle to the back. Both men stomp on Masters before Helms runs the ropes and returns with a jumping kneedrop to the side of the head……………………1…………………..2……………………shoulder up!

HE: So easy so far…

HA: I think we both know this match will be far from “easy”….Mike Masters was twice screwed out of the EWF Championship and Scott Harris is arguably the best mat-wrestler in the game today…

Helms pulls Masters up and drives repeated knees into his head before shoving him back into the corner. He chases in but Masters gets his elbow up and clatters it into the jaw of Helms, knocking him back, before lifting himself onto the second rope…

HA: Flying headscissors….

Masters sends Helms across the ring with the take-down and then he welcomes him back up and decks him with a hard right hand. Helms is wobbly as he gets up again and Masters kicks him in the stomach…

HA: GRINGO…

HE: Not a chance in hell…

Helms pushes Masters away and Jonathan Daniels lands a hard right hand over the ropes, staggering him back into the centre, and allows Helms to take advantage with a hard German suplex…....1……………….2……………..shoulder up. Helms lands hard punches to Masters’ face before ragging him up and flipping him into the air….

HE: Powerbomb…

Masters drops out front and snaps Helms into a DDT out of nowhere…………………1……………………2………….kickout. Masters tries to crawl over and tag in Scott Harris….

HA: Masters looking to share the load with his partner…

HE: Harris can’t help him…

Masters looks ready to make the tag when Jonathan Daniels charges across the ring and clotheslines Harris off the apron. The referee quickly intervenes and orders Daniels from the ring but the damage is already done…

HA: Mike Masters was about to make the tag….The Authority already using dirty tricks…

HE: Anything to get ahead…

Helms drags Masters back into the centre and he lifts his leg into the air before smashing his knee back down into the canvass. He repeats the process five more times and then distracts the referee whilst Daniels pulls Masters from the outside and slams his knee into the ringpost…

HA: That is completely reprehensible…

HE: The referee can’t call what he cannot see…

The referee turns around as Daniels hops back up onto the apron and sees Mike Masters writhing in pain. Helms pulls Masters into the middle of the ring and he stomps down on his knee before trying to turn him into a single-legged Boston crab…

HA: Marty Helms looking to turn that potential knee injury into a target for his team….

HE: Ring-smarts as well as power….Helms is the total package…

Masters is able to grab Helms’ hair and he cracks him with right hands before dragging him down into an inside cradle…………………….1…………………………2……………………shoulder up. Both men get up and Helms quickly stomps on the knee of Masters before flipping him up and drilling him with a powerbomb……………………..1………………..2…………Masters manages to kick out!

HE: Masters is taking a beating here….this crowd in Glasgow are witnessing tag team greatness….

Helms lands several punches to his grounded opponent and then he makes his way to the corner and climbs. He reaches the top and looks down at Masters before launching into a flying headbutt….

HE: This will end it all…

HA: GOT HIS KNEES UP!

Masters throws his knees up, in desperation, and they drive right into the face of the airborne Marty Helms. Helms rolls away in agony but the impact also sends pain shooting through the knee of Mike Masters…

HA: Masters had no choice but to use his knees but the pain must be excruciating….

HE: He could have busted Helms’s face, what a lunatic…

Harris is clapping his hands and urging the crowd to get behind his team as Masters tries to crawl across and make the tag. The noise levels are growing as Masters manages to amble across and reaches out…

HA: TAG MADE….WHAT THE HELL!

The crowd erupt as Harris gets the tag from Masters and he quickly storms the ring. Helms is just staggering up and Harris nails him with an overhead belly to belly suplex but then the referee jumps in and orders Harris from the ring…

HA: He made the tag ref…

HE: But the official didn’t see it….Jonathan Daniels was asking him a question…

HA: Yeah right….Daniels distracted the referee and he missed the damn tag, this is ridiculous…

Daniels is laughing from the apron as Harris is escorted back to the apron. Daniels then replaces Helms in the ring, without a tag, and he throws Mike Masters into the corner before crunching him with sickening shoulder thrusts…

HE: Masters and Harris are in there with a real tag team now and they just don’t measure up…

HA: I have never known a team to cheat so much…

Daniels whips Masters across to the opposite corner, slamming him into the turnbuckle, and then he darts across and crushes him with a clothesline. Masters staggers out and Daniels body presses him into the air before dropping him into a spear/spinebuster……………….1…………………..2……………..shoulder up!

HE: If Masters’ night has been bad already then it is only going to get worse with Jonathan Daniels on the attack…

Daniels drags Masters back up but eats several right hands to the midsection, doubling him over. Masters then darts off the ropes for more momentum but Daniels presses him into the air on the comeback and slams right down on his injured leg….Masters is groggy as Daniels rags him up and drills him with a full nelson slam………………………..1…………………..2……………..kickout!

HA: Mike Masters really needs to find a way to tag out of this match….he is struggling….

HE: Scott Harris hasn’t even got a look in…

Daniels laughs at the boos from the crowd and then he waits for Masters to stand before lifting him up into his arms…

HE: This is the end of the road….PERFECT STORM!

Daniels looks for the spinning STO but Masters elbows his way free and then drives Daniels down with a desperation backstabber.

HA: Boy did Masters need that…

HE: That won’t help him….he’s practically on one leg…

Masters rubs his knee as he tries to crawl across the ring and make the tag. Marty Helms is screaming at Jonathan Daniels to get to him and let him in on proceedings…

HA: Both men racing for a tag…advantage will lie with whoever makes it first…

HE: MARTY HELMS!

HA: HERE COMES HARRIS!

The Hydro Arena erupts as Masters slaps the outstretched hand of Scott Harris and he quickly vaults into the ring. Marty Helms tries to score with a running clothesline but Harris ducks underneath it and then launches his opponent with a huge release German suplex…

HA: Scott Harris is all fired up…

Helms gets back up and Harris throws him with an overhead suplex before spinning around as Daniels charges at him with a running boot…

HE: Oh no…

Harris catches Daniels’ boot and nails a dragon screw takedown before seizing Daniels’ other leg and he catapults him into the corner. Daniels cracks the turnbuckle and staggers back…

HA: GERMAN SUPLEX OVER THE TOP ROPE!

The crowd cheer as Harris throws Daniels over his head with the suplex and Daniels is dumped over the top rope and to the outside of the ring. Harris smiles at the cheers from the crowd and then he beckons Marty Helms back up…

HE: Watch out, Marty…

HA: Harris is cleaning house…..SHOT IN THE DARK!

Harris looks for the Olympic slam but Helms jumps out of the side and then jabs his opponent in the eye. Harris is temporarily blinded and Helms takes advantage with a sharp DDT…………..1………………2……………shoulder up.

HE: Harris’ momentum is over now and Marty Helms is going to beat him down just like he did to Mike Masters…

HA: Plenty of history between Harris and Helms….we don’t know why Mr Jones sent Helms after Harris in the first place but these two do not like each other…

HE: Stop trying to read into this Harris/Jones conspiracy….there isn’t one. Jones just doesn’t like cocky young upstarts…

HA: And yet his faction is full of them…

Helms clubs Harris across the back and drives him back into the corner before following up with hard knees and punches to the body. Helms cracks the point of his elbow into Harris’s jaw and then he pulls him out and whips him to the opposite corner…

HA: Helms is trying to turn this up a notch, beat the fight out of Scott Harris…

Helms rushes across for a big splash but finds nothing but Scott Harris’ knees in his face. He stumbles backwards and then runs in again but this time Harris lifts him up and flapjacks him across the turnbuckle. Helms stumbles out and Harris nails a dragon suplex……………..1…………………..2……………..shoulder up!

HA: That was a whisker away…

HE: No it wasn’t…

Helms is feeling the back of his neck as he stands and Harris ploughs into him with a barrage of right hands before whipping him across the ring. Helms comes back and Harris lifts him into an inverted atomic drop and transitions into a northern lights suplex………………….1…………………2……………kickout!

HA: Scott Harris is once again demonstrating just what a talent he is….a real darkhorse for tonight’s Gateway to Glory…

HE: Please be serious….Harris has less chance than I do of winning that match, and I am not even entered….

Harris drags Helms back up and he connects with a snap suplex before rolling over to the corner and heading to the top rope. The flashbulbs are going off as Harris positions himself and then prepares for launch…

HA: OH CMON…

HE: That is teamwork…

Jonathan Daniels is back up on the apron and he pulls Harris’ feet out from under him, crotching him on the top turnbuckle. The crowd are booing as the referee reprimands Daniels but The Authority man doesn’t care…

HE: Daniels showing what a team player he is….

Helms gets back up and he crunches hard right hands into Harris’ head before climbing up onto the top rope and he delivers a huge superplex, shaking the ring on impact…

HE: This is the end…

HA: Harris landed hard right there….

Helms crawls across and drops an arm on Harris’ chest……………………..1…………………….2…………………thr-shoulder up. Helms complains to the referee but is told that it was a definite two count…

HE: This official is biased….that was a three…

HA: It was a definite two count…

Helms stomps down on Harris and then he tags in Jonathan Daniels. Daniels pulls Harris up and he scoop slams him back to the deck before heading to the corner and he scales the heights. Daniels gives the finger to the fans and then jumps off with a huge elbow to the heart of Harris……1……………2……….shoulder!

HE: Harris is being worn down now….he’s ripe for the picking…

Daniels picks Harris back up and tries to flip him into the air for a powerbomb but Harris drives the point of his elbow down into Daniels’ head and then rolls down the back into a rollup………………1…………………2…………….kickout. They scramble back up and Daniels looks for a spear but Harris drop toe-holds him and then turns him around….

HA: SHARPSHOOTER!

Daniels yells out in pain as Harris manages to turn him over on his stomach and apply the submission. The crowd are going wild until Marty Helms clambers back in and drives a “Bullhammer” elbow into the back of Harris’ head….

HA: What the hell is that….

HE: The end of this match….

Mike Masters rushes across the ring and dropkicks Helms through the ropes to the outside. Masters then springboards into a corkscrew moonsault and takes Helms down on the hard flooring…

Crowd: Let’s go Masters….

HA: Mike Masters throwing all caution to the wind…

HE: But he’s left his partner high and dry….

Daniels is able to roll Harris over on his back and covers him…………………..1……………………2……………….3!

HE: They did it…

HA: HARRIS KICKED OUT!

The referee’s hand is just coming down for the three when Harris throws his arm up off the deck. Daniels looks annoyed and complains to the referee but is told to continue with the matchup. He takes Harris by the back of the neck and hauls him up before trying to lift him into the air…

HE: Harris’ luck just ran out…..JACKHAMMER!

Harris drops behind and he shoves Daniels toward the ropes, allowing Masters to nail a tiger feint kick over the top. Daniels staggers back and is bridged into a German suplex……………..1………………..2……………..shoulder up!

HA: Scott Harris determined to hold on and seal the deal for his team…

Harris keeps his hands locked and he pulls Daniels back up before scoring with a second German suplex. The crowd’s cheers grow louder as he manages to get his opponent up and then succeeds in securing the hat-trick…

HE: Get up Daniels…

HA: Daniels is out of it….The Authority in big trouble…

Harris stumbles over to the corner and he makes his way to the top rope. The cheers ring around as he throws his arms in the air and then dives from on high…

HA: FROGSPLASH LANDS!

HE: Nooo…

Harris hooks both legs…
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HA: So, so close to the deciding fall…

The referee tries to move in and act but Mike Masters has already sprung onto the top rope and he soars into the ring with a flying forearm smash that sends Marty Helms rolls from the ring. The official escorts Masters back to his corner as Daniels and Harris get back up…

HE: Get it together, Daniels…

HA: Harris with the impetus…T-BONE!

Harris looks for the suplex but Daniels headbutts his way free and shoves Harris back into the corner. He then runs in with a hard clothesline and pulls his opponent out…

HE: JACKHAMMER….IT’S OVER!

HA: Masters made the blind tag…

Daniels drills Harris with the jackhammer but has no idea that Masters has tagged in. Daniels begins to argue with the referee, unawares of why he won’t count, and then he stands and turns around…

HA: DRAGONRANA!

Masters flips Daniels with the flying hurricanrana…………………1…………………..2……………shoulder up. They get back up and Masters lands with solid forearms before attempting to whip Daniels into the corner…

HE: He doesn’t have that kind of power…

HA: WHISPER IN THE WIND!

Daniels reverses the whip but Masters heads straight up the ropes and turns back with a beautiful corkscrew takedown……………..1……………………..2………………kickout. Masters pulls Daniels back up and tries to turn him through…

HA: GRINGO…

Daniels counters by lifting Masters up into an electric chair position but Masters rolls down the front………………1…………………………..2…………………shoulder up. They get back up and Daniels looks for a huge clothesline but Masters ducks underneath…

HA: DISASTER KICK!

HE: SPEAR!

Masters springboards off the ropes and almost decapitates Daniels with the flying kick but he doesn’t know a blind tag has been made and Marty Helms charges right through Masters with a crunching spear…
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HE: That was a three count….bloody hell ref…

HA: Mike Masters clinging on by the skin of his teeth…

Helms backs into the corner and he urges Masters to stand up before he darts across at him with malicious intent…

HE: BIG BOOT!

Masters ducks under the boot and he runs to the corner and dives onto the ropes before flying back for another disaster kick….

HA: GREAT COUNTER!

The crowd groan as Helms catches Masters on his shoulders and nails a Samoan drop………………..1………………………..2………………..kickout. Helms punches the mat with frustration and then he drags Masters up…

HE: Time to put this one to bed….BULLHAMMER!

Masters ducks under the elbow and counters with a neckbreaker, leaving both men down on the mat. On the outside, Jonathan Daniels has grabbed a steel chair and heads back to the ring…

HA: Someone get a handle on Jonathan Daniels…he does not need a steel chair…

Scott Harris tries to climb into the ring and cut Daniels off but the referee moves in and begins to argue with Harris about not being the legal man. This allows Daniels to roll into the ring and swing the chair straight at Masters’ head…

HE: What an idiot Harris is, he is blocking the referee’s view…

CRACK!

*Crowd pop

HA: You were saying?

Masters ducks the chairshot and the weapon crashes straight into the head of Marty Helms. Daniels then turns to slam the chair on Masters, horrified by hitting his own partner, but Masters nails a spinning heel kick that sends the chair back into Daniels’ face…

HA: Talk about a plan backfiring….CODEBREAKER!

Harris pushes past the referee and drills Daniels with the codebreaker before Masters runs across and clotheslines the big man over the top rope. Harris and Masters then nod at each other as Marty Helms stumbles up…

HA: Helms in no man’s land….

HE: This isn’t fair….

HA: Shouldn’t have brought that chair in the ring…..SHOT IN THE DARK!

Harris drills Helms with the Olympic slam as Masters heads to the top rope and then flips off with an incredible 450 splash…
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Ding ding ding

HE: What a terrible night this is turning into….first Tyler and now this….I am really worried for Big E…

HA: This has not been a night to remember for The Authority so far….but we have brand new tag team champions, what a moment…

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here are your winners……….and NEW 6CW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS….Scoootttt Harrriis and Miiiikkkkeee Maaaasssstttteeerrrss!

The referee hands a belt to each Harris and Masters as the crowd in Glasgow go wild at the result. The new champions take a moment to stare at their new belts and then at one another. Masters is struggling to make eye contract but Harris points at him and signals that they are a team. They then high five...

HA: The road has been a rough one for both of these men, we weren’t even sure if they could co-exist as a team…but tonight they have proved the critics wrongs and finally they have a little bit of retribution over the faction that has hounded them for months…

Harris takes to one corner as Masters scales the opposite side and both men pose with their new championships as pyros explode from the stage. Jonathan Daniels drags Marty Helms from the ring and can be seen apologising to his teammate as they slump up the ramp…

HE: Mr Jones is not going to be happy about this…

HA: Jones underestimated the competition and for once blatant cheating did not prosper for The Authority….Harris and Masters matched their opponent at every turn and they are leaving tonight as the new tag team champions…

HE: This was supposed to be a night of celebration…

HA: If I know Mike Masters then it will be….and who knows, one of these men may yet leave tonight with another prize…..can one of these four men claim the ultimate goal and win the Gateway to Glory?

HE: If The Authority have anything to do with it then you can count Harris and Masters out, they won’t get lucky again….

HA: More than luck has won this match tonight…congratulations to Mike Masters and Scott Harris….they have defied the plans of management and taken a very valuable scalp in the process…

Masters and Harris continue to celebrate their victory as The Authority disappear behind the curtain and the action goes elsewhere in the building.

*Backstage with Tim Allen

TA: My guest at this time

*The crowd boo as Liam Wood walks into shot, Wood rolls his eyes and shakes his head. The Viper adjusts his EWF hoody lowering the hood; he is smiling and appears focused

TA: Huge night for you tonight Liam. Do you really think tonight is where you finally get your career back on track

*Wood sneers as a Thunder chant goes around the arena

LW: I have to have absolute confidence Tim. My career has been filled with greatness; I have many happy memories of days gone by but I have to believe tonight will finally close the door on the darkest chapter in my life

*Wood closes his eyes

LW: You hear those fans?

*The Thunder chant grows louder

LW: They used to shout my name but at Revolution when he beat me I saw something I'd never seen before...I saw doubt in the eyes of the fans, I saw them doubt me for the first time in my entire life...I watched as they looked at me like some hollow hero...they no longer saw me as the man who saved EWF or held the TV Title for it's entire run...they looked down at me and they pitied me

They pity me Tim!!!!!

*Wood grabs Allen by the jacket but quickly releases his grip

LW: This match with Thunder isn't the biggest match of my career...it's the biggest match of my life...this is about so much more than a win loss ratio or getting to hear my theme tune at the end of all of this...this is about me getting a new start in life...so no...this isn't a confident man running his mouth...this is a man who has hit rock bottom and is willing to do ANYTHING to claw his way back to the surface...right now I'm running on nothing but the need to win...I need it more than anything I've needed before...the titles...the fans...none of that means anything compared to proving to myself that this can all start again...

TA: But do you really think that beating Thunder can change all that

*Wood stares at Allen with a solemn look in his eye

LW: I have to. Otherwise what else do I have?

*The crowd are in silence as Wood walks out of shot head bowed, the camera returns to Allen

TA: A very nervous Liam Wood ahead of what is clearly for him a make or break match up………… Christy over to you

*The scene changes, Christy is stood with Gazzy

CJ: Thanks Tim. Gazzy thanks for joining us tonight on what could be a huge turning point for you. Entering number thirty in the Gateway to Glory has to make you one of the favourites

*Gazzy smiles but is interrupted by the voice of Max Adamson

MA: Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop right there Sheila

*Adamson walks into shot, Gazzy’s shoulders fall as Adamson addresses the 6CW interviewer

MA: Let’s get one thing clear shall we, Gareth may have had a moments lapse in concentration where he actually forgot his sole purpose was to ensure I am the next Champion of this company but any thoughts he has had of using the number thirty spot for his own selfish gains have now been firmly put to bed!

*Christy screws up her face

CJ: It’s a 30 man match with every man for himself Max, as shown on Anarchy, in the heat of the moment, who knows what could happen

*Gazzy smiles at the idea but Max snaps back

MA: Listen here Missy whilst I spell it out for ya nice and easy. That's twice now Gazzy has messed up. First he messed up in the Tag Team Championship tournament, and now he's messed up in last week's Battle Royal. Luckily for Gazzy, I work on a three strike policy. One more strike, and it's over. What it means for Gazzy, it's quite simple. Make sure I win the Gateway to Glory match. If I don't, and you're directly or even indirectly involved in me not winning, then that's your third strike. And you know exactly what that means.

*Gazzy drops his head as Max continues

MA: Tonight Christy there is only one ending that saves your precious Gareth and that is with me standing in the middle of the ring, one arm raised in victory and the other pointing at the Night of Glory sign hanging from the arena ceiling

*Adamson walks out of shot leaving Gazzy standing silent in front of the camera

TA "You join me again at Day of Reckoning, this time with my guest Teddy Grimstone"

*Timothy turns to speak to Teddy.

TA "Teddy, a bad blood feud has spiraled into violence on more than one occasion with you and Hobo...what can we expect tonight?"

TG "Tonight will be the last time you see Hobo as he appears today. When I'm done, I expect him to look nothing like the man you know. Battered, bloodied and forever bruised. The scars won't heal in his mind or on his face."

TA "Not a match of craft tonight then?"

TG "I plan on making him cry like a little girl"

TA "And...Teddy?"

*Grimstone walks away, cracking his knuckles.

Match 4
Hobo vs Teddy Grimstone

He: Coming up we've got what'll likely be a real slobberknocker as Hobo and Teddy Grimstone continue their gripping feud

Ha: I couldn't have said it any better, I think for this fight you might want to forget everything you know about wrestling as this certainly won't be one for the purists among you

He: but expect fireworks all the same

'Don't fear the reaper' begins to ring out of the speaker system as the crowd get to their feet in support of Hobo who enters the arena. A sole spotlight shines down on him as he makes his way down to the ring tagging the hands of his fans on the way. He rolls in the ring under the bottom rope and then climbs the ropes in the corner to pose for the fans

Ha: This guy is a legend he's achieved so much in 6WF, but in the short time he's been here he's been looking to build the momentum that can take him to the top of this company, and that could be here tonight if he beats Grimstone

He: Well he oughta forget about 6WF, this is the big leagues...this is 6CW

His music ends and is quickly replaced by 'No more sorrow' as Teddy Grimstone enters to a large number of boos from the crowd. He stares around at the crowd and then beats his chest before walking down to the ring eyes fixed on Hobo. He climbs the steps and then through the ropes into the ring, he brushes past his opponent and climbs the ropes and beats his chest again roaring out at the crowd, a section of fans can be heard cheering amidst the jeers

He: Hobo has his work cut out for himself tonight, they don't come much more brutal than Grimstone

Ha: Have to agree, unlike you I rewspect what Hobo has achieved over in 6WF and he's going to need all of that experience if he's to overcome this tough opposition here tonight

The official brings both men in to the centre of the ring before signalling for the bell and Hobo and Grimstone tie up. They jostle for an advantage and Hobo gets the upper hand backing Grimstone into the corner of the ring. The official orders they break and Hobo lets go of his opponent and invites him out of the corner

Ha: Hobo seen that one coming

Grimstone flies out of the corner and tries to catch Hobo off guard aiming a clothesline at his head but Hobo ducks underneath and then rocks Grimstone with a big right hand. He connects with a second and a third which knocks Grimstone up against the ropes. Hobo pushes him against them and whips him across the ring before dropping him down to the mat with a big body drop. Hobo stays on offense and mounts on top of Grimstone and begins to rain down a flurry of right hands as Grimstone can only try and defend himself.

Hobo stops his assault before the official counts to five and he climbs off him. He waits as his opponent slowly gets to his feet and then he knees him in the mid-section and plants him face first to the mat with a DDT before hooking the leg for the cover

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Grimstone kicks out and Hobo grabs him by the head again and delivers a fair more sharp punches to the temple. He drags him upto his feet and then grabs his head and drives it into the top turnbuckle. He continues to repeatedly drive Grimstones head into the turnbuckle as the crowd count along

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He: Grimstone blocks

Ha: OUCH! That elbow had to hurt

The majority of the crowd boo as Grimstone uses his leg to stop his momentum toward the turnbuckle before drving his elbow in the face of Hobo who staggers back. Grimstone tackles Hobo down to the canvas and then proceeds to assault the head of his opponent with a number of forearm shot which draw crimson above the right eye of Hobo

Grimstone gets to his feet and proceeds to stomp down on Hobo vicously like a man possessed. He wears his opponent down and then runs against the ropes and hits an elbow drop before hooking Hobo's leg for the pin

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Hobo throws his shoulder off the mat and Grimstone gets up to his feet. He waits as Hobo starts to get up before hitting a running punt to his side driving the air out of him. He lifts him off the mat and then throws him out of the ring with Hobo taking a heavy fall to the outside. Grimstone exits the ring to the apron and waits for Hobo to get up before jumping off and hitting an axe handle smash across the lower back

Ha: Grimstone is going to make this match just how he likes them, he figures there's not many who will have the beating of him in a straight fight as opposed to a wrestling match

He: and he'd be right

The referee is counting both men out as Grimstone lifts his opponent to his feet and drives hi head against the steel ring steps opening the wound above Hobo's eye more before he rolling in and out of the ring to interupt the officials count. Grimstone stalks Hobo as he uses the crowd barrier to pull himself up

Ha: Bulldog...woah INCOMING

The crowd come alive as Grimstone goes for the bulldog takedown only for Hobo to throw him off and across the announce desk almost taking out the two commentators. Grimstone gingerly gets to his feet and the crowd go wild as Hobo leaps over the announce table and takes him out

He: the official really needs to get this under control, these two will kill each other if he doesn't

Hobo lifts Grimstone up by his head and drags him toward the ring. He drives his head against the ring apron and then rolls him inside before climbing the steps. He climbs to the top rope and then waits as Grimstone slowly gets to his feet

He: High risk here from Hobo

Ha: CROSSBODY! HE COULD HAVE HIM

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Ha: Closest so far but the official is signalling the two count

Hobo gets to his feet and he drags Grimstone up and whips him into the corner of the ring. He runs at him and sqaushes him against the turnbuckle with the clothesline and then whips him into the opposite corner and connects with another clothesline. Grimstone staggers from the corner and walks straight into an inverted atomic drop and then knocks him down with a spinning haymaker and drops over him for another pin attempt

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Grimstone kicks out again and Hobo looks on hopefully for a three count. He waits on as Grimstone gets to his feet and then as he does he locks in a sleeper hold and throws Grimstone from side to side applying more and more pressure. Grimstone is fighting against the submission but quickly begins to show signs of fading

Ha: This doesn't look good for Grimstone, Hobo has that sleephold locked in tight

He: NEVER WRITE GRIMSTONE OFF! IT ISN'T PRETTY BUT IT SURE IS EFFECTIVE

The crowd are once again unhappy as Grimstone kicks his leg back and catches Hobo with a low blow which goes unnoticed by the official. Hobo doubles over in pain as Grimstone starts to get the upper hand and connects with several elbows to the lower back area.

He picks him up and then walks him around the ring before dropping him across his knee with the backbreaker, he lifts him back up and hits a second, then a third backbreaker this time going straight for a pin after

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Hobo gets his shoulder up and Grimstone hooks the leg again

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Kick out again and Grimstone goes for a third pin attempt

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Hobo kicks out for a third time in quick succession which frutrates Grimstone who hits the mat with his fist. He lifts Hobo up and hangs him across the second rope. He cups his hands to his mouth and shouts I'M THE B*STARD which draws cheers from a small section of the crowd before he bounces off the opposie ropes and then jumps across the back of Hobo's head choking him on the rope.

The official orders him to stop before he's disqualified and Grimstone bounces off the ropes again and repeats the same offense only this time he voluntarily release Hobo from the rope before driving him face first into the centre of the ring with a bulldog and goes for the pin again

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He: Grimstone got him

Ha: NO HE DIDN'T, SHOULDER UP......JUST

Grimstone gets to his feet and verbally admonishes the official accusing him of a slow count. He turns his attention back to Hobo, and lifts him to his feet. He backs him into the corner of the ring and buries his shoulder deep into the gut of Hobo, following it up with a knife edged chop across the chest then back to the driving the shoulder into the mid section again. He whips him into the oppoiste corner and follows up with a running bosy splash.

He: This one has gone back and forth and now its Grimstone who is firmly in the ascendency

Grimstone climbs up to the second turnbuckle with Hobo in the corner. He raises his hand in the air and then starts to rain down an assault of punches and then finishes off by biting over the eye of Hobo.

He drops down and the motions Hobo into the centre of the ring who gingerly staggers out of the corner and Grimstone lifts him across his shoulders

He: He has him in position for fire and grimstone....

Ha: THE SOFT SHOE SHUFFLE!! SOMEHOW HOBO SUMMONED THE ENERGY TO FREE HIMSELF AND CONNECTS WITH THE FACE FIRST RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN IN THIS

The official takes a look at both men to make sure they're OK to continue and then starts to count them both out

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Both men are still down in the middle of the ring

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They each begin to stir and make their way to opposite corners

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Ha: Both these men are in trouble of being counted out....10

He: Just up before the official got to 10...very lucky

Both men use the ropes to pull themselves to their feet and they meet in the middle of the ring.Grimstone draws first by connecting with a huge right hand which rocks Hobo only for him to respond with a right hand of his own, Grimstone returns with his own punch and Hobo responds in kind neither man giving an inch

Ha: Neither man is backing down here

They continue to trade punches for nearly a minute, the crowd fully invested in each and every blow before Grimstone begins to get the upper hand getting successive punches in. He rocks him with a right hand followed by a chop, followed by a right hand as Grimstone edges Hobo into the corner of the ring. Grimstonecontinues the assault and then backs away sizing upa defenceless Hobo

He: Running shoulder

CRACK

Ha: NOBODY HOME AND DID YOU HEAR THAT SICKENING IMPACT AS GRIMSTONE CONNECTED WITH the STEEL RINGPOST?

He: ONLY ONE WINNER THERE AND ITS STEEL EVERY TIME. TEDDY WILL BE LUCKY IF HE HASN'T SEPERATED HIS SHOULDER THERE

Grimstone is double over in pain holding his shoulder as Hobo goes on the assault. He hits several punches to the injured area and then drags him toward the ropes. He exits to the ring apron and then drops down to the outside using the ropes to inflict more pain on the injured arm and shoulder of Grimstone

He slides back inside and then hits a measured knee drop targeting the injured area before lifting Grimstone upto his feet and throwing him shoulder first into the steel ringpost again to inflict further damage. Grimstone hobbles out of the corner and Hobo kicks him in the midsection and connects with a snap suplex, he rolls through and drags him upto his feet and connects with a second which he floats over into a pin attempt

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Grimstone throws the injured arm off the canvas whincing in pain as he does. Hobo gets to his feet and drags Grimstone up, he backs him against the ropes and then whips him across the ring and sends Grimstone flying with a overhead belly suplex, he crawls after him quickly to go for the cover

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Ha: Hobo close again but Grimstone just not staying down

Hobo gets back to his feet and signals for the end, he drags Grimstone up and Irish whips him into the corner of the ring. He motions for the crowd to get behind him as he sets himself up for the Hobo Cuddle

He: NOBODY HOME!! PILEDRIVER FROM GRIMSTONE.....EVEN WITH ONE ARM OUT OF COMMISSION HE WAS ABLE TO HIT THE PILEDRIVER AND IF HE CAN GET ACROSS HE MIGHT HAVE HIM HERE

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Ha: SO CLOSE AGAIN...HOW MANY CLOSE FALLS ARE WE GOING TO HAVE BEFORE THIS IS PUT AWAY?

He: Come on Teddy don't get drawn into a fight with the official, keep on Hobo

Ha: Love how unbiased you are....WAIT A MINUTE

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Ha: HE GOT HIM!!! OUT OF NOWHERE HOBO HAS THE PINFALL

The referee signals for the bell as a shocked Grimstone argues his case. He is unhappy but the referee signals the three count and Grimstone erupts with anger. He kicks out at the bottom rope and looks on as Hobo makes his way up the ramp still facing the ring

Ha: that all happened so quickly, lets see a replay of what happened. The replay shows Grimstone arguing with the official and then he turns to pick Hobo off the mat, as he lifts down to pick him up Hobo gets a thumb to the eye and then rolls Grimstone up using the ropes for extra leverage which goes unnoticed by the official

He: THAT CHEATING SCUMBAG!! HOW CAN HE BE POUD OF THAT, HE KNOWS GRIMSTONE IS THE BETTER MAN SO HE HAD TO CHEAT TO WIN...HE SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF HIMSELF

Ha: Well I think the official has dropped the ball there I will admit that, but Hobo isn't the only guilty party here, lest we forget that Grimstone hit a blatnat low blow earlier and also resorted to biting his opponent, but c'est la vie, this one is in the record books

Grimstone is still seething in the ring, practically foaming at the mouth as he looks on at Hobo. Hobo is smiling back at his beaten foe and he taps his head to say that he outwitted Grimstone who kicks the bottom rope again in anger

*Thunder is backstage with Christy James

CJ: This could be a very big night for you Thunder. A lot of people are saying you are a dark horse in the Gateway to Glory night

*Thunder smiles briefly

T: Firstly I would prefer to be a dark knight and secondly in all honesty my focus is only on my singles match this evening. I know how dangerous an opponent I am facing

*Christy nods

CJ: Of course Liam Wood, your friend of so many years, tonight’s match is a real crossroads for the pair of you, what happens really will determine where you both go from here, how your careers develop

*Thunder nods slowly

CJ: I guess so Christy. You know. I never thought I would ever be in this situation. I never thought that I could be responsible for the downfall of a friend; they always warn you about the enemy within. I never thought I would be Liam’s arch enemy, all the years we spent together, all the great memories I never thought I would be his Lex Luthor

CJ: Is that how you see yourself

*Thunder shrugs

T: That’s the picture that is painted Christy, you can’t escape your destiny they say, perhaps this is always what I have meant to be

*The crowd are booing and a Thunder chant starts up

CJ: But listen to this reaction Thunder, you’re not the bad guy?

*Thunder lifts his head and looks Christy directly in the eye

T: With great power comes great responsibility

*Thunder walks out of shot leaving Christy puzzled

*Backstage with Tim Allen

TA: You come to me now as I'm joined by what looks to be a promising young tag team. I welcome Jack Hurst and Robin Reborn

*The pair walk into shot and say their hellos.

TA: Gentlemen, this friendship has brought you together as a team, but tonight isn't about tag team glory

JH: No, Timothy, we both understand that tonight is a night to chase personal goals

TA: And what about if you have to face off against each other?

RR: Hell, Tim, my man, we expect to go toe-to-toe. We're both damn good; we'll be in that ring for a good period of time. It's nothing personal, and we wouldn't want it any other way

JH: Robin is quite right, Tim. Neither of us wants a tag team partner that lacks ambition. If I have to make Reborn here fly over the top rope, so be it

RR: Ha! Reborn only flies when he wants!

TA: Any idea who you'd like to face if you do win?

RR: Ojore. It's always been him I want to beat on the big stage

TA: So you think he'll win tonight?"

RR: I don't know, but I hope so

TA: And you, Jack?

*Hurst smiles

JH: We'll just have to wait and see

*Drake is backstage preparing for the Gateway to Glory match; the locker room door opens and in walks Nate Nack. Nate places a gym bag onto a chair and turns to face Drake

NN: You calmed down bro?

*Drake shoots an angry look back at Nate

D: Why do I need to calm down, I made my feelings clear Nate. I haven’t done anything wrong

*Nate shakes his head

NN: What you did wasn’t cool man, there are ways of doing things, there’s a line that you cannot cross!!

*Drake stands abruptly

D: And why is that?

*Nate lowers his voice

NN: Because we’re better than that, what you did Drake, it makes you no better than them

*Drake shakes his head

D: I can’t believe what I’m hearing Nate, you keep going on about fighting back, about rising up against the Authority but what have you actually done?

*Nate pats the 6CW belt that he has placed on the table

NN: You think that matters in the grand scheme of things Nate. They have our balls in a vice, it’s only a matter of time before they take that away from you, before they have absolute control and then they can do what they want, this company is slipping away Nate and you are standing by letting it happen

*Drake is pacing the floor

D: I can’t sit on my hands, I needed to do something, show we are a serious threat

NN: Don’t include me in this Drake; you took that course of action. I want nothing to do with that, it’s on you

*Drake reacts furiously

D: You sit in your ivory tower and polish up your gold ready for the day you get to hand it over Nate and keep on convincing yourself that anything that you do makes a difference.

NN: There are ways of doing things Drake

D: So you keep saying but where has that got us?

I will not apologise for what I have done!!

*Nate picks up his bag and throws the 6CW belt over his shoulder and walks towards the door

NN: Then I will not be a part of this

*Nate walks out of the door and Drake slams a fist into the locker as the scene switches

Timothy Allen stands with a mix of fear and excitement in his eyes.

TA "You join me now as I've managed to grab a word with our usually silent challenger to Enforcer's crown...Ojore"

*Allen walks over to where Ojore is stood, the monster's eyes closed as he stands alone.

TA "Ojore, tonight you could pick up another title and end the reign of Enforcer...how does that prospect sound?"

O "Titles not real, the importance is madness"

TA "But, but you're in this company and part of this roster...this is the pinnacle"

O "Your pinnacle is not Ojore care. Ojore will destroy Enforcer, Ojore will leave a mark that he never forgets. His title is not Ojore, no title is Ojore"

"You disappoint me"

*The camera turns to see Mr Jones standing there. Ojore's eyes flicker open.

TA "Sir...I wasn't expecting you to j--"

J "Leave"

*Allen spins and moves away fast

O "No need for you"

J "I am always needed wherever I want to be needed."

*Ojore remains unmoved and closes his eyes again.

J "There was a time when I believed you would be an important soldier in this War, there is still time for you to pledge your allegiance."

*Ojore doesn't react, Jones smiles and walks away.

Match 5
Liam “The Viper” Wood vs Thunder

The footage hyping the upcoming bout ends and the crowd are manic with their support. A huge chant of “6C-Dub” is ringing around the Hydro as the lights dim and then “666” screams out to a very mixed reaction from those in attendance…

HA: Tonight has been about gold…later on it will be about the opportunity to headline the biggest event of the calendar year…but right there is one word, one emotion that sums up this next bout….

HE: It’s all about redemption, brother….Liam Wood is desperate for it, he craves it more than anything else in this world and until he gets it he is never going to be able to remove this ever-growing chip from his shoulder…

Pyros and flames erupt from the front of the stage, illuminating the darkened arena, and then the face of Liam Wood appears on the Hypertron screen, speaking through flames.

Wood: Tonight is the night when all roads lead to redemption….tonight I re-define my legacy!

HA: Liam Wood was riding the crest of a wave. The EWF Champion, undefeated TV Champion…but in the space of just a few months the self-proclaimed “Best in the World” has spiralled into the abyss….he is right back down at ground zero and surely the only way is up…

HE: The night that Thunder cost Wood the world championship was the night their friendship fell apart…since then the issues between these two former best friends has escalated beyond belief….tonight they get to settle their differences once and for all…

HA: But will it be settled? We thought it would be sorted after Revolution but defeat to Thunder has only enraged Wood further…it has turned him against his adoring fans and even his beloved girlfriend, Emmy….Wood has shunned every aspect of his life as he obsesses over defeating his one-time ally…

Liam Wood steps out on the stage, his head bowed, and then he slowly raises his eyeline to the ring and breathes deeply. The reaction from the fans continues to blur the lines but Wood doesn’t seem interested as he walks a slow path to the ring…

HE: At one time I thought Liam Wood and Thunder were inseparable but this business shows time and again that the lure of gold and power can turn even the sternest of heads…

HA: These two men were like brothers….but Liam Wood just cannot and will not change his belief that Thunder is to blame for all of his shortcomings….he truly believes that without beating Thunder he cannot achieve any more success in this industry…

HE: Who would have thought we would be standing in a 6CW arena and actually listening to some of these fans booing Liam Wood…

HA: Wood’s new attitude has certainly shocked and disappointed many of his loyal followers….they can’t believe what has changed in such a short space of time…

Wood refuses to tag hands with any of the fans around ringside and then he jumps up on the apron and steps through the ropes. He allows the referee to check him for concealed weapons and then he backs into the corner and begins to stretch…

HA: None of the usual bravado from Wood….he is extremely focused on the task ahead of him. To say it has consumed him would be an understatement…

HE: This is all that matters right now to Liam Wood…forget about Gateway to Glory, forget about world title honours….until he settles the score with Thunder there is no future planning…

HA: Thunder was so reluctant to continue the war but Wood forced his hand, he insulted Thunder personally and professionally….he showed a side that we have never seen before…

HE: This could be the platform for either of these men….a win tonight puts them right in the frame for not only tonight’s Gateway to Glory match but any future title opportunities….

HA: A lot riding on this….but most importantly it is about pride….this really is about proving who the better man is?

Wood is up on his feet and his eyes are glued on the stage as a “Let’s go Thunder” chant rings out around the arena. There is no trace of emotion in Wood’s eyes as he continues to wait and then the lights dim and “Heroes are hard to find” blasts out to a huge reception.

HA: Every fan out of their seats for the arrival of the “Oncoming Storm”…

HE: Is this the night that Thunder proves once and for all that he is just as good if not better than his former friend?

HA: I think Thunder has already done enough to prove he is a match for Wood…but a victory here tonight would add weight to any claims he is the superior athlete…

Smoke billows from behind the curtain and then green pyros shoot high up into the air. Strobe lights cut through the fog and then slowly the lights begin to brighten, revealing an empty entranceway.

HA: Where is Thunder?

HE: I guess he’s keeping Wood waiting…..Thunder had to wait almost three weeks to see Viper after Revolution…

HA: I don’t know, this doesn’t seem like a tactic that Thunder would employ…

HE: Cold feet then? Maybe he knows that Revolution was a fluke and lightning can’t strike twice?

The crowd look concerned and there are some boos as the stage remains unmanned, no sign of Thunder at all. Liam Wood is standing in the middle of the ring with a bemused look on his face. He puts his arms out, as though exasperated, and can be heard shouting to the production team “Where the hell is he?”

HA: This is a very confusing situation right now….Thunder is supposed to be here, he is scheduled for this match….

HE: I guess he bottled it and ran….it is the only explanation….

HA: I don’t like this….

Liam Wood continues to question staff members at ringside about the whereabouts of Thunder but nobody seems to have any idea where he is. Wood is shaking his head and then he begins to talk with the referee in the ring…

HE: Well if Thunder isn’t going to come out here then the referee should start this match and declare Wood the winner by forfeit…

HA: It seems a real shame to end it this way….but is there an alternative?....WAIT JUST A DAMN MINUTE!

Wood is telling the referee to call for the bell when the big screen suddenly lights up and documents a scene taking place in the backstage area. Thunder is shown being thrown across a room and his head collides with a set of lockers, dropping him down his knees. Another figure then moves into shot and the crowd boos furiously…

HE: Haha brilliant…

HA: THAT DAMN COSTELLO!

HE: He upset me earlier taking the UK Title from Tyler Roth but this makes up for it….

HA: I thought Costello was after The Authority, the fans were starting to warm to him…

The crowd watches on in shock as Vincent Costello picks up a chair and then rushes over and swings it toward Thunder’s head………………CRACK!

HE: JEEZ…

HA: Somebody stop this…

The chair smashes Thunder’s head right into the locker and leaves him slumped on the floor. Costello then kneels over him and pounds him with furious right hands to the face, opening up a deep cut along the hairline…

HA: What is the meaning of this?

Costello’s hands are covered in blood as he picks the chair up again…..CRACK!.....CRACK!.....CRACK!

HE: Thunder is being decimated here…

Time and again the chair finds its target, hammering down across any part of the body that it can find. Costello’s face is contorted with fury as he grabs Thunder’s hair and drags him into a kneeling position. He slams more punches into the bloodied face of the superstar and then begins to drag him away from the scene…

HA: This is heinous….and Liam Wood is just standing there…

HE: I think he is in a state of shock…

The crowd’s boos grow louder as Costello suddenly pushes Thunder out onto the stage and the fan favourite drops to his knees, blood running down his face. Wood makes a move toward the ropes and is about to climb out of the ring when Costello grabs Thunder by the scruff of the neck…

HE: Wood better move fast….

Liam Wood is about to sprint up the rampway when he realises what Costello is about to do. He freezes on the spot as the new UK Champion runs Thunder across and then just throws him off the stage……CRASH!

HA: OH MY GOD!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

HE: THUNDER IS BROKEN IN HALF…

The whole arena is going wild as Costello launches Thunder through the air and off the side of the stage. Thunder’s body crashes through three tables and lands on top of one the huge sound systems, sending sparks flying everywhere. Liam Wood quickly sprints down to check on his former friend as Costello steps back from the stage with a smile on his face…

HA: We need EMT’s out here immediately….Thunder is in a bad way…

HE: He’s not moving at all, that was one hell of a landing…

HA: He could have serious spinal injuries….

Costello begins to walk down the ramp toward the ring, soaking up the boos from the crowd, and then he rolls in via the bottom rope. Liam Wood is checking on Thunder and screaming for medical attention as Costello snatches a microphone from the ring announcer…

HA: This was supposed to be the end game in the Liam Wood/Thunder saga tonight….this is where it was supposed to finish…

HE: I’d say it is finished alright…

Medics arrive on the scene with a stretcher and they slowly begin attending to Thunder, although he is still showing no signs of movement. Liam Wood looks aghast at what has happened as Vincent Costello begins to talk…

Costello: Five seconds……just five seconds, Liam, is all it has taken to me to do what you couldn’t manage in almost six months…

*The crowd boo furiously as Wood diverts his attention from Thunder and stares back toward the ring, hatred in his eyes.

Costello: I got fed up of listening to podcasts, reading in magazines, and coming to the arena every week to hear everybody talk about Liam Wood and Thunder. The drama, the excitement, the broken friendship…..talk about a broken record.

And there was all of you (points out to the fans) thinking that good old Vincent was coming to save the day against The Authority….

*He laughs

Costello: You really don’t understand me at all, do you? I don’t care about some pathetic war for power….because I take what I want, when I want….I don’t stand united with anyone and this company can burn to the ground for all I care because all I am interested in is revenge and gaining back what was stolen from me…

*He points back to Wood

Costello: I am sick and tired of everyone putting you up on some kind of pedestal, as though you are what everyone in the back should be aspiring to. I look at you and I don’t see greatness….I see a man who has capitalised on good fortune, created a false sense of success through the timely intervention of dumb luck and the misfortune of others.

*Wood is continuing to glare at Costello as the medics continue to work with Thunder in the background.

Costello: I stood by a watched as you proclaimed yourself the “Best in the World”….whilst everyone lauded you as the best that EWF had to offer….the world champion, the unbeaten TV Champion….Superstar of the Year……but not once did I hear anyone mention the fact that the only reason you stood on the mountain top is because I wasn’t around to throw you back in the gutter where you belong…

*More boos from the crowd

Costello: The only way you could have ever held that EWF strap is because I wasn’t there to stop you….because I was nursing my injuries and waiting for the all clear….because we both know, Liam, that when I am around, you will never be anything more than second best…

*Costello is smiling, evilly, as Thunder is slowly loaded up onto a stretcher

Costello: Your downfall didn’t start because of that loser you called a best friend….your career spiralled out of control because I came back and you realised that you couldn’t keep living a lie….you realised that I can see right through your bull(beep)….that I know that you are nothing but a fraud…

You think beating that piece of crap is going to put you back on track? You think gaining redemption over a nobody suddenly makes you big game once more? You don’t get to make that decision….you don’t get to make assumptions like that….the moment you took what belongs to me is the moment your fate was removed from your hands….the day you stole my prized possession is the day when Costello’s Law issued a warrant for your immediate punishment…I have been waiting for this for a long time and I am going to savour every moment , watching you cling to last desperate remains of your tenure with this company…

This isn’t the dawning of a new era, Liam, this is the end of the line for you….you don’t have another fairytale story in your locker, your glory days were extinguished along with the career of that pathetic waste of space next to you…

*Wood’s hands clench into fists and he begins to move back toward the aisleway

Costello: You wasted your time chasing a ghost, your best days are nothing but a distant memory….and because of your greed and delusion you have turned against everyone that ever cared about you….you turned your back on what you stood for…I may not have ever liked you, Wood, but at least when I was kicking your a55 in EWF you represented all of these losers that cheered you week in, week out…

*The crowd boo furiously as Wood looks around the arena

Costello: You even turned against them, and where has it gotten you? Nowhere. Leave being a bad guy to those of us who are actually good at it…..this empty shell that your walking around in doesn’t suit you….and quite frankly I won’t enjoy ending your career as much if you don’t put up a fight…

HE: I think this one is about to erupt, Harold…

HA: Oh I would bet money on it….Vincent Costello has just put Thunder out of action and now he has set his sights on Liam Wood…

HE: This has been a long time coming….Costello has never forgotten that it was Wood who took his world title when he was out injured…

HA: Months of bad blood is about to come to a head…

Liam Wood suddenly darts forwards, drawing cheers from the crowd, and he dives into the ring to confront Costello but the new UK Champion drops out under the bottom rope with a smile on his face. The crowd boo furiously as Costello backs into the aisleway with a grin and stares back at Wood as he exits…

HA: Oh I can assure you that this one is just getting started…

HE: Costello has really pushed Liam Wood’s buttons tonight….and what about Thunder? What is the extent of the damage?

HA: We will await a report on that but I don’t think it looks good…he was brutalised by Costello and then thrown from the stage. The new UK Champion has made one hell of an impression here tonight…

HE: I love Vincent Costello, he made these fans fall into a trap and then he snapped them right back into reality. They all thought he was “rising against the machine”….that his target was The Authority but he wanted Wood all along…

HA: Costello certainly did a number on the 6CW Universe….just when it seemed like he may be turning a corner, he has probably sunk to an all-time low….

HE: Can he cap off this night by winning the Gateway to Glory?

HA: That remains to be seen….all I know is that Liam Wood will have vengeance on his mind the next time these two men are in the ring together…

Costello winks at Wood and then disappears into the backstage area as Viper climbs from the ring and quickly makes his way to the back to check on the condition of Thunder.

*Tim Allen is stood backstage

TA: My guest at this time...Daniel Reilly

*Reilly walks methodically into view, no wasted motion.

TA: Tonight you could earn a title shot and a place in the Main Event at Night of Glory. Your thoughts?

DR: 29 other men will stand before Daniel Reilly, and 29 other men will fall over that top rope. There will be one left standing, Timothy. Don't doubt that it will be me.

TA: Should you succeed...who would you prefer to face?

DR: Does it look like I care? When I dispose of every other man on this roster who dare face me, including both champions, they'll both be begging it's not me they face at Night of Glory. But I will prey on that fear. Tonight I beat 29 other men; at Night of Glory I beat the man who is currently holding a belt that should be mine.

TA: And...

*Reilly fixes a stare at Allen

DR: And we're done

*Reilly drops the mic and leaves.

*Backstage Mr. Hernandez is shown nervously approaching Enforcer as the EWF champion goes through his pre match warm up. Enforcer raises a hand and Hernandez stops dead in his tracks

E: Do not come a step closer

*Hernandez places his hands in his pockets and looks to the floor

MH: Mr. Jones……..

*Enforcer snaps back

E: I don’t give a rats behind what Mr. Jones wants Heat!

MH: It’s Hernandez!

E: Shut up, just shut up. You do not talk to me. Mr. Jones does not need to talk to me; I don’t need a pep talk. I am the EWF champion, I don’t need to be told anything, and you all should just watch how a real champion goes about his business

*Enforcer throws the EWF belt over his shoulder and walks towards the door, Hernandez relaxes for a second and Enforcer turns on his heels

E: I didn’t say you could move

*Hernandez raises his eyebrows and returns to the statue like pose from before. Enforcer smiles and taps Hernandez on the cheeks

E: That’s a good little lap dog

*Backstage again with Tim Allen

TA: My guest at this time...

*A scream of owwwwwwwwwwwww can be heard and Cassidy glides into shot

NC: Touch me Timbo, I'm frosty cold!

TA: The fun never ends with you

NC: You gotta keep cool under pressure my man!

TA: Not gonna freeze on the big stage tonight then?

NC: All them other fools gonna freeze when the ice kicks in!

TA: Confident?

*Cassidy smiles

NC: You bet

TA: What about the prospect of facing Chaos? Your one time tag partner cost you a chance of glory before

*Cassidy frowns for the first time

NC: Chaos needs hugs not hurt. He messed up, but it ain't his bad. Dude ain't sitting right at the moment. I ain't gunning for him

TA: Even if it's you and him

*Cassidy looks solemn for once

NC: I ain't looking for revenge

*Cassidy walks away before Tim can ask any more.

Main Event 1
EWF World Championship
Enforcer © vs Ojore

Ding ding

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall….and it is for the EWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!

*Crowd pop

HA: First of tonight’s two main event matches and the winner of this match will be walking out as the EWF Champion…

HE: The winner of this match will be all but guaranteed a headline match at Night of Glory…

13,000 fans in the arena are making a racket as “Bonfire” booms out and flames erupt from the stage. There is a mixed reception from the audience as the Xtreme Champion makes his entrance…

RA: Introducing first, the challenger…hailing from Uganda, Africa..weighing in at 281 pounds…..he is the 6CW Xtreme Champion…..Ojjjjooooorrreeeeeee!

HA: One of the most physically dominating men in the wrestling industry today…

HE: Ojore has ruled the Xtreme division with an iron fist but tonight he is entering the big leagues, competing for one of this company’s top prizes….can he make the transition?

HA: In recent weeks he has demonstrated his ability to “hang tough” at the top of the mountain….could this be the night when Ojore takes the EWF crown for his own?

Ojore stands on the stage and he lets out a roar before marching his way down the ramp toward ringside. He throws the Xtreme belt across the announce table and then he climbs up onto the apron…

HA: Last week we saw Ojore man-handle the EWF Champion and plough him right through our announce table….but just one week prior he was involved in a destructive battle with Lucas Takeo….is the “Man of War” at 100%?

HE: Ojore at even 75% is a very scary prospect but he is up against the most dominant champion in the business today….regardless of what has gone before, I cannot look past Enforcer and The Authority….

Ojore steps into the middle of the ring and waits as “Saturday Night” blasts out to a chorus of boos from the Glasgow crowd. Red pyrotechnics erupt into the rafters and then a figure appears in the entranceway…

RA: And his opponent………..from Cardiff, Wales……….weighing in at 295 pounds………..he is the current, reigning and defending EWF Championship…………….Ennnnfffooooorrrrcccceeeeeeerrrrrr!

HA: Enforcer has held that championship since Ground Zero back in October….since then he has overcome some very stern challenges, but perhaps tonight will represent his most difficult test yet? Can he do what so many others have failed to do and slay the beast?

HE: Enforcer always finds a way to win….he knows people are doubting him, but that is only going to motivate him more…

Enforcer stands on the stage, his world championship around his waist, and he fixes his eyes on his opponent. The champion doesn’t seem interested by the reaction of the crowd as he makes his way down to the ring…

HA: In recent weeks we have seen cracks forming in the relationship between Enforcer and Mr Jones….is the champion’s mind on the task at hand?

HE: I have told you, it was a minor disagreement…Enforcer and Jones are on the same page and tonight will prove that. Big E will beat Ojore and then he will win the Gateway to Glory match….he is going to Night of Glory to unify the world championships…

HA: I wouldn’t start thinking about the Gateway to Glory match just yet….Enforcer has one hell of a fight in front of him and he would be foolish to overlook it…

Enforcer climbs up onto the apron and then steps through the ropes to confront Ojore. They go head to head and Enforcer raises the world championship up over his head…

HA: The history of these two men dates way back to EWF….Enforcer and Ojore were one time allies in the FEAR faction…

HE: Those days are long gone…

HA: Yes they are….tonight they do battle for the EWF World Championship…..

HE: And Enforcer is going to prove he is the best, all by himself…

HA: We will see….Enforcer has once again refused any help from The Authority, adding weight to the claim that things are far from rosy in that relationship….he wants to do this on his own….tonight he feels he has a point to prove…

The referee takes the belt from Enforcer and he raises it into the air, showing it to both competitors, before heading over to the ropes and hands it to the timekeeper. The official then has a brief conversation with Enforcer and Ojore before signalling before the bell to start off the match…

HE: This is one of the few times where Ojore is actually on a level footing for power and size with an opponent….

HA: Ojore isn’t the biggest or the heaviest superstar, but his sheer power and aggression is what makes him so dominant…

HE: Enforcer has plenty of power too….this should be a slobberknocker…

Enforcer and Ojore square up to one another, staring into each other’s eyes, and then Enforcer lands with the first right hand of the contest. Ojore replies with a solid punch of his own and a fist fight breaks out in the middle of the ring…

HA: Neither man willing to give an inch…

Ojore begins to pound the champion back toward the ropes and then he looks for an Irish whip but Big E turns inside and kicks his opponent in the stomach. He follows up with more punches and then attempts a whip of his own…

HA: Ojore digging his heels in…

HE: This could come down to who can land their biggest move first…

Ojore reverse the whip and he sends Enforcer off the ropes before dropping him with a hard clothesline as he returns. Big E gets back up and Ojore chucks him into the corner before landing with heavy body blows…

HA: Ojore looking to slow Enforcer down, turn this match into an ugly, close quarters, slug fest…

Ojore presses Enforcer back into the ropes and then slaps sickening chops into his chest, leaving deep red welts on the skin. Enforcer staggers away in pain and Ojore whips him across the ring again before knocking him down with a shoulder tackle as he returns…

HE: Get up and fight back, E…

HA: Enforcer struggling for any kind of rhythm in the early going….

Enforcer gets back up and Ojore easily lifts him up into a scoop slam before landing with a big leg-drop across the throat……………..1…………………….2…………………shoulder up. Ojore drags Enforcer back to his feet and looks for a suplex…

HE: I don’t know why Ojore even wants the EWF belt, he doesn’t care about being a champion…

HA: He thrives on destruction….and he has unfinished business with The Authority for how they treated him in the past….this would be ultimate vengeance to take one of their crown jewels…

Enforcer is able to float over the back and he drives hard punches into the kidneys of Ojore before running the ropes and returning with a jumping knee to the spine, sending Ojore crashing into the corner. Enforcer follows in with a hard knee to the gut and continues his momentum with a flurry of unanswered punches…

HA: Enforcer is going to need his wild rage tonight….Ojore will not fall easily…

The referee tries to break both men apart but Enforcer resists and tries to continue his assault. Ojore takes advantage by bursting from the corner and he lifts Big E up before charging him to the opposite turnbuckle and scoring with crushing shoulder thrusts…

HE: Ojore suits the Xtreme division, there are no rules and nobody can control him….he can’t survive in a civilised division…

HA: We don’t know that but we have a better idea if he leaves tonight as champion…

Ojore backs away and stares at the crowd before rushing back in and diving for a huge back splash. Enforcer manages to move away and Ojore crashes into the turnbuckle as Big E runs the opposite ropes and returns with a huge boot to the face……………………….1…………………….2……………..Ojore kicks out!

HA: That kick would have knocked an average human being into next week but we have seen Ojore survive incredible punishment in the past and still find a way to win…

Enforcer kneels over his challenger and tees off with hard right hands but Ojore uses his immense power to shove Big E halfway across the ring. Both men get back up and Enforcer moves in on the attack again but Ojore lands with a thunderous uppercut that sends the champion staggering back through the ropes and onto the apron…

HE: Enforcer can’t take too many punches like that….

HA: Nobody can, Ojore pulled that one from the bottom of his boots…

Enforcer tries to pull himself up on the apron as Ojore runs to the opposite side of the ring and comes sprinting back……CRASH!

HA: OH MY…

HE: This is getting worse…

Ojore barges into Enforcer and sends him flying from the apron. The champion crashes into the side of the announce table and lies, sprawled, on the floor…

HE: Big E might be out cold…

HA: A countout victory would be enough for him to retain his belt….but I don’t think Ojore is going to leave that to chance…

The referee’s count is at four as Ojore shakes his head and climbs out after his opponent. He easily pulls Enforcer back to his feet and he rushes him backwards into the announce table, damaging Big E’s spine, and then pulls him forward and throws him under the bottom rope…

HA: Ojore looks like he is enjoying this…..the champion not so much…

HE: Enforcer needs to remember what is at stake here. A main event at Night of Glory beckons…

HA: For all his success in this industry that is one thing missing from Enforcer’s resume….a marquee show-down on the biggest stage…

Ojore pulls himself up on the apron and he begins to mount himself up on the top rope. He looks ready to throw himself but Enforcer rushes in and takes Ojore’s leg from under him, crotching him on high. Enforcer shakes his hair from his face and then he climbs up on the turnbuckle and delivers a big superplex…

HA: That move destroyed the ring just a couple of weeks ago…

Ojore’s powerful body slams hard into the canvass as Enforcer makes the cover…………..1……………2……….kickout. Enforcer gets to his feet and he punches Ojore back toward the ropes before he stands on the turnbuckle and begins to administer a ten punch combo…

HE: Enforcer looking to weaken the best in some way, any way…

HA: The power behind these punches is certainly having an effect…

Enforcer gets to the seventh punch when Ojore shoves him in the chest, sending him flying to the floor and across the ring. Big E gets back up and runs toward the challenger but Ojore charges out at the same time and lands a sickening battering ram headbutt to the chest….

HA: That took all of the wind from Enforcer’s sails…

Enforcer is breathing heavily as he tries to stand and Ojore lifts him into the air before detonating with a spinebuster…………….1……………………2…………….kickout. Ojore stands up and he slams his hand against the turnbuckle before motioning Enforcer up and scooping him onto his shoulders….

HA: SNAKE EYES!

Enforcer drops off the back and he shoves Ojore into the turnbuckle before landing with a back suplex as his opponent returns…………………..1………………………2…………………powerout. Enforcer gets back up and he takes Ojore by the head before dragging him up…

HE: Cmon Big E….

HA: Enforcer is trying to lift up his challenger…

Enforcer tries three times to lift Ojore but each time the challenger kicks his feet and lands back on the floor. Ojore then counters with a backdrop and he bounces back off the ropes before returning with a huge splash…

HA: That could be all…

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……………Enforcer kicks out. Ojore gets to his feet and he stomps on the canvass, shaking the whole ring, before dragging Enforcer to the corner. Big E is flat on the canvass as Ojore starts to climb up the turnbuckle…

HE: What are you doing?

HA: Ojore is ready to put this match to bed…

HE: You’ll squash him…

HA: I think that is the intention…BANZAI DROP!

Ojore leaps up into the air and aims to come down ontop of the champion’s chest but Enforcer is able to roll under the bottom rope at the final moment. Ojore lands hard on his backside and begins to roll back to the middle of the ring as Enforcer scales the ropes….

HA; Enforcer dodged a huge bullet right there….

HE: And now it is Ojore in the firing line…..WHAT A SHOT!

The crowd boo as Enforcer soars through the air and drives his elbow deep into the heart of Ojore. The champion then crawls across and he makes the cover…
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HA: This is a hard-hitting contest if ever I saw one….two powerhouses just beating each from pillar to post…

HE: This just comes down to who can withstand the most damage….

Both men start to reach their feet and Enforcer kicks Ojore in the gut before following up with stiff forearms. He looks for an Irish whip but Ojore holds firm and then drags Enforcer toward him and grabs him by the neck…

HA: CHOKEBOMB!

Enforcer drives a hard knee into the stomach of Ojore, very borderline, and then he succeeds in whipping the monster to the corner. He follows in with a big splash and then he rushes off the far side and comes running back…

HE: This is it….FACECHECK!

HA: INCREDIBLE!

Enforcer jumps through the air for his flying forearm finish but Ojore catches him on his shoulders and decimates him with a Samoan drop…
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HA: Enforcer may struggle to take much more like that….he will be lucky to survive this contest, let alone compete again later tonight…

Ojore gets to his feet and he stands over Enforcer before jumping in the air and landing with his backside into Big E’s chest. The champion coughs and splutters as the challenger then heads to the ropes and starts to climb…

HE: Oh no…what is he doing now…

HA: Ojore feels like he has Enforcer exactly where he wants him to be, this may be the beginning of the end…..VADER BOMB!

Ojore propels himself off the ropes and looks to land with a crushing splash but Enforcer manages to roll away, just in the nick of time. Ojore lands hard on his chest and looks winded as Big E struggles back to his feet…

HE: Thank God for that….OH MY GOD!

HA: What power….

Enforcer then stuns the crowd by lifting Ojore up on his shoulders and he succeeds in landing with a death valley driver…

HE: Ring the bell…

1.
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HA: So very close to being over but Ojore manages to kick…

HE: That had to be a three…

Enforcer just slumps back on the mat, as the referee tells him it was a two count, and tries to contemplate his next move. He then moves over toward the corner and uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet, waiting for Ojore to start rising. The crowd are urging the Xtreme Champion to stand up…

HA: These fans to see some more destruction…

HE: They are going to get it…..FACE…

Enforcer bursts forwards again but this time Ojore grabs the referee and pulls him in front of the action. Big E wipes out the official as Ojore then charges off the ropes…

HA: WHAT A SPEAR!

HE: But there is no referee…

Ojore almost breaks Enforcer in half with the spear but there is no official to make the count. The crowd are going wild as a second referee comes charging down the rampway and dives into the ring…

HA: This is it…

HE: Nooo, not another ref…

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HE: YES….YES….YES!

HA: Enforcer just managing to kick out, I mean barely…

Some of the crowd think it was a three count but the referee holds up two fingers and orders the match to continue. Ojore breathes deeply as he stands up and he rags Enforcer back up to a standing position before gutwrenching him….

HA: A powerbomb will finish this off….surely?

Enforcer pounds repeated punches into the forehead of Ojore and then jumps off the back. Ojore turns around and rushes across for a clothesline but Big E drops down and pulls the top rope…

HE: Hasta la vista…

HA: Enforcer could do with a breather now, time to recharge the batteries…

Enforcer shakes his head and tries to move away from the ropes but Ojore grabs Big E’s feet from under the bottom rope and then drags the champion to the outside of the ring. Enforcer tries to throw a punch but Ojore grabs him and delivers a headbutt that staggers Big E back…

HA: This is the environment that Ojore loves….this is where he is most comfortable…

HE: Get out of there, E….

BOOM!......Ojore charges forward to crush Enforcer but the champion sidesteps and sends his opponent head-first into the steel steps. The steps fly across the aisleway and leave Ojore in a daze…

HA: That could be the turning point that Enforcer is looking for…

HE: Ojore may be a brute, but he isn’t the smartest…

Enforcer succeeds in helping Ojore up and then he rolls the big man under the bottom rope and back into the ring. Ojore is holding the side of his head, quite clearly feeling the effects of hitting the steps, as Enforcer begins to scale the ropes…

HA: Enforcer not one to take an unnecessary risk…

HE: The situation calls for it….he needs to put the beast to bed…….LOOK AT THAT!

HA: SIMPLY AMAZING!

HE: That is the mark of a true champion…

The crowd are booing furiously but Enforcer gives them the finger and then soars from on high with an incredible moonsault. He lands with serious impact across the chest of Ojore but the force sends Enforcer rolling across the ring…

HE: Get the pin, E….he’s done…

HA: Enforcer looks badly winded….that was one hell of a landing…

Enforcer is doubled up, sucking in as much air as he can, and then he drags himself across and drops on the chest of Ojore…
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HA: That move would have finished off a lot of opponents but Ojore continues to defy Enforcer…

Enforcer pulls Ojore up and tries to drag him into a suplex position but the challenger refuses to budge. Enforcer lands uppercuts to the stomach and tries for another suplex but this time Ojore pushes him back into the corner and rushes forward….

HE: I think Ojore just lost a tooth….

Enforcer drives his feet up and kicks Ojore clean in the face. The challenger stumbles backward as Big E lifts himself onto the second rope and then jumps off…

HE: I CAN’T WATCH!

HA: That almost broke the ring….

Enforcer looks for a double axe handle but Ojore catches him in midair and then spins him into a ring-shattering belly to belly slam……………..1…………………..2…………………shoulder up. Ojore pulls Enforcer up and he whips him off the ropes before dropping his head for a backdrop…

HE: I told you he was dumb…

Enforcer stops short and boots Ojore in the face before running at him with a clothesline. Ojore wobbles but doesn’t fall down as Enforcer runs off the ropes and returns with another clothesline…

HA: What a fall…

Ojore uses Enforcer’s momentum to bench him up into the air and then he drops the champion, throat-first, across the top rope. Big E staggers back around and Ojore flips him up onto his shoulders….

HE: Oh please lord no….

HA: WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!

Ojore runs Enforcer across the ring and then almost breaks him in two with a demolition-ball of a powerslam. Ojore seems satisfied as he presses his giant palms down on Enforcer’s chest…
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HE: I can’t even look at the disappointment on Enforcer’s face…

HA: HE KICKED OUT!

HE: WHAT? OH THANKYOU LORD…

HA: Incredible will and determination from the EWF Champion…

The crowd cannot help but applaud as Enforcer is once again able to throw his shoulder up in the air. Ojore doesn’t seem angry about the situation but instead he rolls from the ring and begins to haul the steel steps up onto his shoulders….

HE: He can’t do that….this isn’t allowed…

HA: I think that is the whole point…Ojore has never been one to play by the rules, he prefers a war…

HE: But he’ll lose his chance at the world championship…

Ojore begins to walk back to the ring with the steel steps but the referee leans out and begins to argue with him, warning him about a DQ. Ojore seems reluctant to listen but the referee continues to insist until the challenger throws the steps back down…

HA: Ojore struggling to stay within the confines of this match…

HE: Gives Enforcer valuable time to recover though….

Ojore rolls back into the ring and he beckons for Enforcer to stand up before wrapping both hands around the throat of the champion…

HA: Enforcer is staring down both barrels now…..CHOKEBOMB!

HE: You can’t keep the champion down…

The crowd are booing furiously as Ojore stumbles away from Enforcer, doubled up in pain. The referee looks confused by what has happened but instant replays show Enforcer landing a blindside low-blow…

HA: That was a blatant DQ right there….

HE: Referee can’t call what he can’t see…..FACECHECK!

HA: And just like that….

Enforcer takes advantage and almost decapitates Ojore with the running forearm smash. He mockingly brushes off his shoulder as he drops into the cover…
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HA: MY GOD WHAT DOES IT TAKE?

HE: NO, NO, NO….WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?

The referee’s hand comes down for the three count but Ojore is just barely able to lift his shoulder off the canvass in time. Enforcer rolls away, disbelief in his eyes, and he slicks back his hair whilst repeatedly slamming his hand off the mat…

HE: That must have been a slow count….it had to be…

HA: It really wasn’t…..Ojore is just a freak of nature with an inhuman tolerance to pain…

Enforcer slumps against the ropes and shakes his head, unsure of what to do next. His legs are a little shaky as he stands up and backs into the corner, waiting for Ojore to rise just a little. The challenger is obviously unsteady as he tries to stand but shows great resilience to reach a vertical base…

HA: Looks Ojore is running on close to empty…

HE: It is just a matter of time….FACECHECK!

HA: THIS IS OVER!

Enforcer dives through the air for another flying forearm but he is caught in the arms of Ojore and obliterated by a huge World’s strongest slam. The impact sends blood flying from the mouth of the champion and Ojore makes the cover…

HE: Poor Enforcer…

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HA: OJORE IS HEADING TO NIGHT OF GLORY!

HE: NO HE’S NOT…..GO ON, E!

HA: WHAT KIND OF HEART DOES THIS MAN POSSESS?

There is a stunned silence in Glasgow as Enforcer somehow manages to kick out again. A trickle of blood runs down the side of his mouth as he lies slumped on the deck, unable to move, and then Ojore lets out a thunderous roar…

HA: Ojore senses how weak the champion is…he knows this is close to the end…

HE: I know Enforcer is against it but he could really do with The Authority right now…

HA: I don’t see any help forthcoming….

Ojore shows his incredible strength to cradle Enforcer in his arms and begin to stand again. Big E is offering no resistance as Ojore stands tall and then lifts the champion up in the air….

HA: Enforcer is already suffering some kind of internal injuries….God knows what this will do….WORLD’S STRONGEST SLAM!

Enforcer is somehow able to jump over the back of Ojore’s shoulder and he uses his last ounce of energy to stumble against the ropes and then run back…

HE: FACECHECK!

Enforcer drops to his knees as he manages to drive a second forearm right into Ojore’s face. The champion’s chest is heaving in and out, struggling with exhaustion, and then he spits blood across the mat and rolls back to the corner. The referee asks him what he is doing but Big E keeps his eyes glued on Ojore…

HE: What are you doing….make the pin…

HA: Enforcer not satisfied that the job is done….

HE: Your throwing away your chance, champ….

HA: THIRD TIME!

Ojore demonstrates his resiliency to stand back up but he is a willing target for a third “facecheck” from Enforcer. The champion drops into the cover and hooks both of his challenger’s legs...
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Ding ding ding

HE: Finally, thank god…

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner……and STILL EWF World Heavyweight Champion…..Ennnnfffoooooorrrcccceeerrrr!

“Saturday Night” blasts out of the speakers and although the fans are booing they still give a standing ovation for what they have just witnessed. Enforcer is kneeling over Ojore, breathing deeply, and he wipes the blood from his lips as the referee brings his world title over and places it in his hands. He cradles the belt, a look of relief on his face, and then slowly starts to stand up…

HA: What a fight….I mean that was one of the most hellacious, hard-hitting brawls we have seen in a 6CW ring…

HE: It was all-out action from the first bell to the last….a testament to both men as they left it all in the ring tonight…..but I believed in Enforcer, unlike many, and he did not disappoint…he has proved beyond a doubt that he is a true champion…

HA: Enforcer made a believer out of me for sure, that was one hell of a performance….he took everything the challenger threw at him and came out victorious on the other side….fantastic bout…

Enforcer beats his chest and hauls the championship over his head, more than jubilant about what he has just accomplished. He looks down at Ojore and then shoulders his belt and climbs from the ring…

HA: Ojore wrestled one hell of a fight and had this been contested under “Xtreme” rules then we could have had a very different result this evening…but under wrestling rules he has come up short against one hell of a champion….arguably Enforcer’s greatest performance to date…

HE: Ojore is a mean man, one heck of a fighter, but tonight he was up against a higher calibre of superstar….there is no shame in his defeat. Part 1 of Enforcer’s plan is complete….just the Gateway of Glory match to win now and it is on to Night of Glory to become the Unified World Champion…

HA: After what Enforcer has just been through I would suggest he reconsiders his participation in the main event….no way can he have enough in the tank to go through a potential one hour plus contest…

HE: He’s the EWF Champion with aspirations of adding the 6CW strap to his collection, he’ll find enough in his tank…

Enforcer stumbles up the rampway and then stands on the stage, posing with his championship belt, before turning his back and exiting through the curtain. Ojore is slowly but surely starting to get to his feet in the middle of the ring.

*Hernandez and Mr. Jones are backstage after the first Main Event match. Hernandez appears flustered

MH: That was close boss, are you sure this was a good idea, you may just be playing into their hands?

*Jones laughs

MJ: They?

I assume you mean Nate Nack and his band of one?

*Hernandez nods

MJ: How exactly am I playing into his hands, enlighten me?

MH: He’s fresh, Enforcer is our best chance to win the Gateway to Glory match and he’s just gone through a hellacious match to defend his EWF championship, surely you must see our chances are diminished, not that I’m questioning your judgement at all of course boss

*Hernandez smiles nervously as Jones removes his glasses and rubs his eyes

MJ: Do you really see me that stupid?

*Hernandez shakes his head furiously

MH: No, no…… I just……. I mean if he had the number thirty spot then…but……….

*Jones cuts in

MJ: Trust me. I have a plan

*Jones is smiling evilly as the scene changes

*Elsewhere backstage the camera shows Nate Nack leaving his dressing room, he has the 6CW belt around his waist as he strides confidently along the corridor, as he reaches the first door he stops and peers inside to see Mike Masters, Scott Harris, Robin Reborn, Jack Hurst and Jimmy Phillips getting ready for the match. All five man turn to face the 6CW champion as he stands at the doorway

*Masters is the first to speak

MM: Evening champ, you lost?

*Nate smiles

NN: Mighty funny Mike, no I wanted to grab a second with all you guys to say good luck

*Nate shakes each guy by the hand

NN: It would be an honour to face any of you at Night of Glory, good luck fellas

*The five men look on a little confused

NN: See you out there

*Nate turns on his heels and exits the room as the shot returns to ringside

Main Event 2
Gateway to Glory

We return back to ringside and there is a buzz in the air from the Glasgow crowd. A huge chant of “6-C-Dub” is ringing all around the SSE Hydro as the ring announcer steps through the ropes to introduce the next match.

HE: This is it, Harold…the one we have all been waiting for…

HA: A first class ticket to a Night of Glory main event is on the line….it does not get much bigger than this…

Ding ding

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is the GATEWAY TO GLORY MATCH!

*Crowd pop

Ring Announcer: In this match, the two superstars who drew numbers one and two will begin the contest….they will be joined by a new participant every two minutes until all thirty men have entered the bout. Elimination occurs when you a participant is thrown over the top rope and BOTH feet must touch the floor….the last man standing will be declared victorious and shall earn a world championship match of their choosing at NIGHT OF GLORY!

*More huge cheers from the crowd

HA: There is the rulings….a thirty man, over the top rope, battle royal….last man standing is going to Night of Glory…

HE: I have been looking forward to this match all night…..who will be number one and number two?

HA: I think it is time to find out…

The fans are in fine voice as the cameras pan around the arena and then zoom in on the stage. There is a brief pause and then “Unbreakable” shatters through the speakers, drawing a huge pop from the crowd.

HA: NO WAY!

HE: Talk about drawing a short straw…

Nate Nack runs out on the stage, the 6CW Championship wrapped around his waist, and he throws his arms up in the air as pyros burst all around him. He nods his head and pounds his chest before making his way down the ramp, slapping the hands of the fans as he does so.

HA: The 6CW Champion is entering at number one….if he has aspirations of a unified championship match at Night of Glory then he needs to performance of a lifetime…

HE: Nate Nack’s chances of success just plummeted….he has as much chance of winning this match as Manchester United have of being relevant under David Moyes…

HA: Nack has overcome the odds so many times before….can he do it again?

Nate Nack unstraps his 6CW Championship and climbs up into the ring. He heads to all four corners and poses with his belt before jumping down on the canvass to await entrant number two..

HE: Who is going to kick off this match with Nate?

HA: Only one way to find out…

Nate continues to stand tall in the centre of the ring and then the crowd boo as “King of Kings” screams out of the speakers. The crowd await a member of The Authority but receive a shock when the owner of 6CW steps out…

HE: WHAT? Is Mr Jones entering this match?

HA: Don’t be stupid….I don’t like that smug grin on his face, what is he up to?

Crowd: A55hole x10

Jones: Thank you for such a kind welcome….don’t worry, I am not out here to steal you attention for long, I just have a brief announcement to make. Before we get the inaugural Gateway to Glory match underway I would just like to address our 6CW Champion…

*Nate Nack looks confused as he steps forward and holds his arms out, awaiting what Jones has to say.

Jones: Now Nate, I know last week we had a conversation….and I also spoke to the media about the fact that tonight you would not have a 6CW Championship defense…

*Jones smiles

Jones: But I lied!

*The crowd boo furiously and Nate’s brow furrows

Jones: You see Nate, I do what is best for this company….I make decisions that guarantee ratings and success….so allow me to inform you that tonight’s Gateway to Glory match….WILL BE YOUR TITLE DEFENSE!

HA: WHAT? NO HE CAN’T DO THAT!

HE: He just did….this is brilliant…

Jones: This match is now for the 6CW World Heavyweight Championship…..so Nate, I’d advise you to conserve some energy…because unless you can outlast 29 other men….your reign is over!

Enjoy the match everyone!

HA: This isn’t right….

Jones drops his mic and laughs at Nate Nack before disappearing into the backstage area. Nate Nack is rubbing his temples and looking furious about the announcement he has just heard.

HE: Jones is a genius….he has been desperate to get that 6CW Championship from Nate Nack and now he has devised the most brilliant of plans…

HA: This is a terrible abuse of power…Jones has completely changed the goal posts….this match just transformed…

HE: And 29 other men in the backstage area where just upgraded to a chance of a lifetime…not only can they leave here tonight on the fast track to Night of Glory but they are walking out as 6CW World Champion…

Nate Nack takes a long look at his 6CW belt and then he hands it out to the timekeeper. Nack stretches up against the ropes and then he waits for the arrival of his first challenger. Red pyros begin to shoot up from the front of the stage and “Champion” blasts out of the speakers.

HE: OH HO…

HA: What a huge entrant….these two men where the final two during the “Ruler of the Ring” match where Nate Nack became 6CW Champion last July….now they are the first two entrants in the Gateway to Glory…the 6CW Champion against the brand new Tag Team Champion….

Nate Nack has a wry smile as Mike Masters spins out onto the stage and holds his arms aloft. The crowd are cheering as Masters lowers his hoody around his waist, revealing the tag team belt that is strapped there….

HA: Mike Masters has had more than a cup of coffee with the EWF Championship…can he now go one step further and add the 6CW Championship to his newly won Tag Team belt…

Masters climbs up onto the apron and vaults over the top rope to join Nack in the ring. Both men stand toe to toe and they nod respectfully before backing off. They wait for the bell to sound and then start circling one another…

HA: This match has become even more important than it already was…instead of heading into Night of Glory as a challenger….the winner of this match is going to defend the 6CW Championship on the biggest stage in the industry…

Nack and Masters lock up in the centre of the ring and then Nack shoots for the legs and tries to pick his opponent up. He pushes Masters back toward the ropes and tries to lift him up but Masters holds firm and then lands hard right hands to Nack’s jaw. Nate stumbles back a little and Masters follows up with stiff backhand chops to the chest…

HE: This match is all about conditioning, if these two men have any chance of winning they need to pace themselves…

Nack drives a hard knee into Masters’ stomach and then whips him off the ropes but Masters dives into a springboard and tries to come back with a disaster kick…

HA: CAUGHT HIM….BIG ENDING!

Nack looks for an over the shoulder cutter but Masters drops off the back and shoves Nate off the ropes before knocking him down with a dropkick as he returns. Masters helps Nate up and tries to throw him over the top rope…

HE: Nate is going…

Nack blocks the throw and then slams elbows into Masters’ ribs before knocking him down with a clothesline. Masters gets back up and Nate lifts him before trying to run him to the ropes but Masters drops off the back and counters with a Russian legsweep. Both men start to get back up to their feet as the claxon sounds…

*BUZZ

HA: Entrant number three…

HE: Marty Helms!

The crowd boo as Helms makes his way down to the ring and slides in. He immediately knocks Masters over with a clothesline and then does the same to Nate Nack. Helms throws Masters into the corner and stomps a mudhole in his stomach…

HA: Helms still angry that he came up short in the tag title match early…

HE: Easy way to soften the blow and that is to leave tonight as a world champion…eliminating Masters in the process…

Helms turns away from Masters and then runs into Nack with a heavy knee straight to the head. He kneels over the world champion and clubs him with hard right hands before rushing back over and drives into Masters with a hard knee to the gut. He pounds on his opponent in the corner and then whips him to the opposite side. Masters stumbles out and Helms charges through him with a thunderous big boot…

HA: Mike Masters just got kicked into next week….

Nate Nack is back up and Helms cracks him with a series of right hands before trying to whip him off the ropes. Nack is able to reverse but Helms fires back off the ropes with a flying shoulder tackle. He then drags Nate up and runs him toward the ropes…

HE: Helms will be under strict instructions to get rid of Nate…

HA: I don’t doubt that at all…

Nate clings onto the top rope as Helms tries desperately to lift him over. The crowd are cheering Nack on as he turns his body and is able to kick out, winding Helms immediately. Nate follows up with a headbutt and then he kicks Helms in the stomach again and lifts him into a suplex…

HA: WAKE UP…

Helms drops behind Nate and shoves him into the ropes before rushing at him for a clothesline, only for Nate to drop his shoulder and counter with a backdrop.

HE: Helms is hanging on….get back in…

HA: Just barely…

Nack is unawares that Helms is still on the apron but Mike Masters isn’t. Masters runs to the adjacent ropes and springboards onto them before flying across and delivering a stiff disaster kick to the jaw that sends Helms flying to the outside…

HA: Marty Helms is gone, the first elimination of this match…

Helms looks angry as he is ordered to the backstage area by the referees on the outside. Nate Nack and Mike Masters lock up once again in the middle of the ring as the timer reaches “0”…

*Buzz

HE: Who is it….THIS MUST BE SOME KIND OF JOKE!

HA: Everyone is eligible…

There is a cheer from the crowd as “Faith” echoes out of the speakers and then Ronster comes bounding out on the stage. He tags the hands of the fans as he motions a belt around his waist and then sprints to the ring…

HA: Can you imagine if Ronster left tonight as 6CW Champion?

HE: Don’t even contemplate it…

Ronster rolls into the ring, awkwardly, and then just sits on the mat as though he is in much discomfort. Both Nate and Masters stop fighting as they turn toward their grounded opponent…

HA: I think Ronster is hurt here…

HE: I can’t even believe they signed this guy to a contract….

Ronster is signalling that he can’t stand up and that his legs are hurting him. Masters and Nack signal for some help from the back as they move over to help Ronster to his feet…

HA: I think he may have blown a quad muscle…

HE: Never nice to see anyone get injured…..WAIT A BLOODY MINUTE!

Nack and Masters are helping Ronster when suddenly he spins out of their grip and tries to throw Nack over the top rope. Nack doesn’t budge an inch, almost amused by Ronster’s attempt, and then he spins around and delivers a knee to the stomach that almost breaks Ronster in half…

HA: He was playing possum….I don’t believe it…

HE: Ronster learned some tricks whilst he was away…

Nack then picks Ronster up and delivers the “Wake-Up Call” and sends him flying back against the ropes, out on his feet. Mike Masters then delivers a superkick that sends Ronster over the top and to the outside…

HA: Masters gets his second elimination of the evening…

HE: Just when Ronster was starting to grow on me…

Ronster looks a little disgruntled and embarrassed as he slopes off back into the aisleway. The elimination allows Nate Nack to grab Masters and throw him over the top rope…

HA: Masters is….WAIT….

Masters manages to cling onto the top rope and then shows his athleticism to “skin the cat” back into the ring. Nate Nack has no idea that Masters has survived and he turns around, straight into a spinning heel kick…

HE: Nack was caught napping there…

HA: He underestimated the athletic capabilities of Mike Masters…

Masters drags Nack up and tries to turn him around into a “gringo killer” but Nack shoves him away and into the corner. He runs in for a splash but Masters gets his knees up and knocks him backward. Masters then lifts himself onto the second rope and he jumps off with a flying hurricanrana take-down…

*BUZZ

HA: The Gentlemen of 6CW has arrived…

The crowd cheer as Jack Hurst makes his entrance into the match. Mike Masters is trying to pull Nate up as Jack Hurst takes to the top rope and then dives off with a crossbody that takes all three men to the ground…

HE: What chance does Jack Hurst have of winning this match….I’ll tell you, none…

HA: Just as good a chance as anyone else….Hurst is a very underrated competitor and I believe he has a bright future…

Hurst pulls Masters up and delivers a suplex before helping Nack up and he suplexes the 6CW Champion across the chest of Masters. Hurst then drags Nate Nack up and he lifts him onto his shoulders….

HA: WASHBOARD…

Nate catches Hurst’s foot on the way down and he spins him around before scoring with a big belly to belly suplex. Masters then gets up and he dropkicks Nate, knocking him down, before beckoning Hurst up and delivers a zigzag neckbreaker…

HE: Masters is using up all of his steam early, no way can he last the pace…

HA: Mike Masters is arguably the fittest man in 6CW, I don’t think the pace will bother him one bit…

Masters pulls Hurst up and tries to plant him with a piledriver but Hurst counters with a backdrop and then he runs the ropes and returns with a jumping elbow drop to the chest. They get back up and Hurst tries to dump Masters out of the match…

HA: Masters holding on but Hurst is determined…

Nack comes over and tries to help Hurst with the elimination but Masters is able to elevate himself and pokes both men in the eyes. They stumble away and Masters knocks Nate down with a running forearm before lifting Hurst up and planting him with a back suplex…

HE: None of these guy able to mount any sort of control….back and forth they trade momentum…

HA: That is the beauty of this match….control is almost impossible…

Masters heads to the corner and he begins to climb to the top rope as “It’s an Omen” roars from the speakers and Chaos makes his entrance into the match. Masters is just on the top as Chaos jumps up on the apron and swipes his legs…

HA: Chaos may have been better off just looking for the elimination there…

HE: He’s a freak though….he doesn’t think like a normal human being…

Chaos then leaps onto the turnbuckle with Masters and delivers an astonishing frankensteiner that flips Masters off and into the recovering Nate Nack. Chaos gets back to his feet and he slams kicks into the legs of Jack Hurst before running off the ropes…

HA; Chaos is a former 6WF World Champion…is this the night he begins to make waves in 6CW?

Hurst pushes Chaos up into the air as he comes back but Chaos counters with a brilliant headscissors. They get back up and Chaos scores with a brutal roundhouse kick to the temple and then he bounces into a springboard and returns with a legdrop across Hurst’s throat….

HE: Chaos is in good form, this is the best I have seen of him…

HA: Despite the head issues that he has been suffering, Chaos still has the talent to succeed at a high level…

Chaos ploughs forearms into Hurst’s face and tries for an Irish whip but Hurst is able to reverse easily. Chaos flies back with an incredible handspring elbow take-down and then he rolls up and delivers a double dropkick to Mike Masters and Nate Nack…

HA: Fantastic stuff from the masked superstar…

Chaos gets back up and he delivers some knees to Jack Hurst’s head before trying to pull him in for the “G-Force”. Hurst wriggles and succeeds in swiping Chaos’ legs before catapulting him to the corner….

HE: Chaos landed on his feet…

Chaos lands on the second rope and then springs on top before floating back with a moonsault that takes Hurst down. The crowd are applauding and then “King of Kings” screams out to a crescendo of boos…

HA: Second Authority member of the evening…

Jonathan Daniels dives into the ring and almost spins Chaos in a full circle with a huge clothesline. Daniels then drags Mike Masters up and flips him in the air before decimating him with a pumphandle slam…

HE: Daniels is a superstar in the making….the tag titles may have eluded him but the world title will not…

Nate Nack gets up and Daniels gives him a solid boot to the stomach before pummelling him back into the corner. Daniels continues to throw brutal punches until Nack is slumped in a heap, unmoving. Jack Hurst gets back up and Daniels pulls him into a full nelson before lifting him into a huge slam…

HA: Jonathan Daniels is taking the whole playing field to town here….

HE: I told you…he is a star in the making…

Daniels pulls Chaos up and he flips him up onto his shoulders before spinning him around and driving him back down with a thunderous powerbomb. The Authority member then pulls Mike Masters back up and he lifts him into the air…

HA: JACKHAMMER!

HE: KILLSWITCH!

Masters floats over the shoulder of Daniels and puts him down with the “Killswitch”, drawing cheers from the fans. Masters then gets back up and he begins to pull the dead weight of Daniels toward the ropes as the claxon sounds…

*BUZZ

HA: Here is a man with a point to prove after earlier tonight…

The crowd boo as “MK Ultra” plays out and Alexander Altair makes his entrance. Altair climbs up into the ring and immediately attacks Masters from behind, dropping him to his knees, and delivers a brutal flurry of stomps…

HE: Altair is a dangerous, dangerous man….and he is angry after losing to Jimmy Phillips…expect repercussions…

Altair uses elbows and knees to leave Masters in a slumped heap and then he turns his attention elsewhere. Jack Hurst is back on his feet and Altair delivers a backheel kick to the stomach and follows up with a crunching European uppercut. He then drags Chaos up and delivers knee after knee to the face before spinning him into a swinging neckbreaker…

HA: Nate Nack needs a second wind if he wants to keep hold of his title…

Nack stumbles up and Altair nails hard chops to the side of the neck, dropping him to his knees. Altair then backs away before running back in with a punt kick to the head, sending Nack rolling under the bottom rope…

HE: Altair just kicked the 6CW Champion into next week…

Daniels reaches his feet as Altair launches forward and delivers with a flying knee straight to the face. Altair then waits for Masters to get up and he sprints at him as well…

HA: Nobody home that time…

Masters rolls out of the way and Altair goes clattering into the turnbuckle. Masters then pulls Altair into the middle of the ring and scores with a piledriver. The crowd are cheering as Masters gets to his feet and he heads for the top rope….

HE: Someone push him off…

HA: 450 SPLASH!

Masters lands with the fantastic front flip from the top rope, right down onto the chest of Alexander Altair. Masters then gets up and he kicks Jack Hurst in the stomach before turning him around…..

HA: GRINGO KILLER!

*BUZZ

HE: WHAT?

HA: THIS IS A BLOODY JOKE!

HE: I THOUGHT HE WAS NUMBER 30?

The crowd are stunned as “Limelight” echoes out of the speakers and GazzyD comes walking out on the stage, his usual downtrodden expression on his face. He nods at the fans as he makes his way to the ring…

HE: But what happened…

HA: I have a pretty good idea…that no good S.O.B Max Adamson….this has him written all over it…

HE: Now, now….don’t jump to any conclusions…

HA: Well what else? GazzyD won the match last week and earned the #30 spot and yet here he is…entering #9….explain that…

Gazzy quickly jumps up onto the ropes and he dives off with a side kick straight to the jaw of Mike Masters. Gazzy then runs across the ring and returns with some rolling thunder across the chest of Alexander Altair before getting to his feet and landing with a running enzeguiri to the side of Jonathan Daniels’ temple…

HE: Well I guess Gazzy is just going to have to make the most of his situation….

HA: What choice does he have?

Nate Nack is trying to get back in the ring so Gazzy pulls him through the ropes and hooks the champion’s arms….

HA: DEEP IMPACT!

Nate Nack spins out and he kicks Gazzy in the stomach before lifting him into the air and spinning him over…

HE: WAKE UP…

Gazzy lands out on his feet and counters with a “skull crushing finale”. Gazzy then rolls to the corner and springs onto them…

HA: DOWN-TOWN!

Gazzy lands with the split-legged moonsaulta cross the chest of Nate Nack. Jack Hurst is the next man on his feet alongside Chaos and Gazzy runs them both into a double bulldog before he sprints to the ropes….

HE: DOUBLE LIONSAULT!

HA: GazzyD walked out of Night of Glory IV as the 6CW Champion….could he be walking into the 6th anniversary as the man?

Gazzy stands up and he listens to the audience chanting his name, increasing his growing confidence, and then “From Yesterday” breaks through the airwaves. All eyes turn to the stage as the giant form of Lucas Takeo arrives…

HA: I’d say business just picked up…

HE: Everyone in the ring just wished they were somewhere else…

Takeo walks to the ring and then he climbs onto the apron before stepping over the top rope. He grabs Mike Masters by the head and drills him with a furious head-butt and then he blocks Gazzy’s punches and press him back into the corner. Takeo lashes hard chops against Gazzy’s chest and then hauls him across the ring…

HA: Takeo is an absolute war machine…

HE: A wrecking ball….until Enforcer earlier, I never saw anyone deal with Ojore the way Takeo did…

Nate Nack rushes forward but is gripped around the throat by Takeo and decimated by a thunderous chokeslam in the middle of the ring. Takeo then waits for Jack Hurst to stand up and he bench presses him into the air…

HA: Jack Hurst is heading for a ride…

HE: He’s out of there…

Hurst is thrown over the top rope and to the outside. Takeo then turns around and he big boots Chaos in the face before going toe to toe with Jonathan Daniels. Daniels and Takeo begin to trade with furious punches…

HA: Daniels showing no intimidation…

HE: He is a Solider of Authority….what do you expect?

Daniels pushes Takeo against the ropes and follows up with a shoulder block but the big man doesn’t budge. Daniels then backs away and sprints in again before a clothesline but Takeo grips him around the throat with one hand and just hauls him over the top rope…

HA: Jonathan Daniels is out of there…..Takeo cleaning house…

HE: He’s my pick….who can get rid of him?

Takeo glares around the arena and then at the broken bodies strewn around the ring. Alexander Altair tries to make a move but Takeo just grabs him by the neck and hits another chokeslam. He slowly stalks around and then he drags Chaos up and easily presses him into the air….

HA: Looks like Chaos is next on Takeo’s hit list…

*BUZZ

HE: Race against time…

The crowd cheer as “Cold as Ice” echoes out and Nicky Cassidy comes sprinting down the ramp. He jumps up onto the top rope and leaps off with a missile dropkick that staggers Takeo off balance and causes him to drop Chaos. Cassidy checks on his friend and then pulls him up as they take the fight to the giant…

HA: Looks like Cassidy is putting the issues between himself and Chaos aside….can they work together in order to work towards success?

HE: Until the next time Chaos has a melt-down…

Cassidy kicks Takeo in the face repeatedly and then drops to his knees as Chaos rushes across and delivers some “poetry in motion”. Cassidy and Chaos then pull Nate Nack up and they deliver a double suplex before both men back into opposite corners. Cassidy leaps off with a legdrop whilst Chaos lands a splash to the champion…

HA: Can you imagine the change to one of these youngster’s careers if they left tonight as world champion?

Mike Masters is back up and he catches Chaos running in with a tilt-a-whirl into a backbreaker. He then whirls around as Cassidy rushes at him…

HE: CASSIDY IS GONE!

HA: WAIT A DAMN MINUTE….SENSATIONAL!

Masters sidesteps Cassidy and uses his momentum to throw him over the top rope. Cassidy, however, shows amazing improvisation to land on the outside on his hands. The crowd are going wild as Cassidy walks back to the ring, upside down, and places his feet on the steel steps…

HA: You know the rules, both feet must touch the floor…

Cassidy pulls himself back up on the apron and then he springboards back in the ring and wipes Mike Masters out with a flying shining wizard. Takeo then gets back to his feet and he runs through both Cassidy and Chaos with a huge clothesline…

HE: Takeo just can’t be stopped…

HA: GazzyD took him down last week, can he do the same tonight?

Takeo turns around and Gazzy lashes hard kicks into his foe’s legs until the giant falls down on one knee. Gazzy then runs the ropes and he comes running back but Takeo grabs him by the throat….

HE: CHOKE…

Gazzy boots Takeo right between the legs, drawing cheers from the crowd, and then he drops the giant with a springboard DDT. Gazzy gets back up and he tries to pull Takeo up as “No Limits” blasts out of the speakers…

HA: An injection of pink…

HE: Inject the pink? You can’t say things like that on air….

Percy Percival dances his way down to the ring and jumps up on the apron before stepping through the ropes. He blows kisses and then he turns toward GazzyD and crotch chops him…

HE: Percival pinned Gazzy a few weeks ago…

HA: All thanks to Adamson….BUT NOT TONIGHT!

Gazzy looks in no mood for games as he just marches up to Percival and levels him with a thunderous right hand that sends Percy up and over the top rope for the elimination. The fans are applauding as Gazzy turns back around, only to be ripped in half from a spear by Nate Nack…

HE: I can’t believe Percy Percival is gone…

HA: Quickest elimination of the night….about five seconds…

Nack gets to his feet and he breathes heavily before showing amazing strength to lift Takeo up on his shoulders…

HA: BIG ENDING!

HE: How did he do that!

Nack drills Takeo with the over-the-shoulder cutter and then crawls to the corner. His chest heaves in and out as he contemplates what his next move might be. He clambers up and eats right hands from Alexander Altair but then he spins Altair into a powerslam as AA rushes off the ropes and comes back. Nack then stands and he waits for Mike Masters to come toward him before lifting him up and walks him toward the ropes…

HA: Masters’ tenure in this match may have come to an end…

Masters holds onto the top rope and he kicks his legs before dropping out back and staggering away. Nate Nack makes a beeline for him but finds his way blocked by Nicky Cassidy, who scores with a ferocious superkick right to the champion’s jaw…

HE: Cassidy just levelled the champ….AHHH!

HA: Completely unexpected turn of events…

The crowd are applauding Nicky Cassidy but then gasp in shock as Chaos grabs his “ally” and throws him over the top rope. Cassidy is sat in the aisleway, looking baffled, as Chaos stares out at him with a dark expression…

HE: Chaos proving that there is no such thing as friends in this match…

HA: Nicky Cassidy can’t believe it….is Chaos his friend?

HE: Chaos wants to be a world champion…

Chaos continues to stare at Cassidy until Mike Masters rushes over and dumps Chaos over the top rope to the outside of the ring. Cassidy is arguing with Chaos as both men are ordered to leave the ringside area…

HA: No benefit for Chaos…he eliminated his friend and then Masters threw him out…

Cassidy and Chaos disappear into the back as the claxon sounds and “Broken Dreams” echoes out of the speakers. Daniel Reilly swaggers out onto the stage and he poses before motioning a belt around his waist and he makes his way down to the ring…

HE: Daniel Reilly is no stranger to a Night of Glory main event….could a third world title be in the offing…

Reilly taunts the fans for a few moments and then he rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring. Mike Masters makes a beeline for him but Reilly drops him with a heavy dropkick to the face and then he rolls over and beckons for GazzyD to stand up….

HA: Reilly and Gazzy have some serious history….

HE: And Reilly still has a score to settle…..RKO!

Gazzy blocks the RKO and pushes Reilly away before turning and springboarding onto the ropes. He flies back for a crossbody but this time Reilly catches him in midair with a fantastic RKO. Reilly stands up and he listens to the boos of the crowd before Nate Nack grabs him by the shoulder and turns him around….

HE: RKO!

Reilly takes his chance and this time he drops the 6CW Champion in the middle of the ring. He then licks his lips as he fixes his attention on Takeo and waits for the giant superstar to start standing on his feet…

HA: Is Reilly about to chop down the monster?

HE: RK-OHHH!

Reilly looks for an RKO but Takeo pushes him away and straight into the path of Mike Masters, who gives him a kick to the stomach…

HA: GRINGO…

Reilly spins right through the move and then drops Masters with yet another RKO. Reilly is seething as he stands up and he rushes at Takeo…

HE: I don’t know how it is to tackle the beast head on…

Takeo is easily able to hold Reilly back and then drives a furious knee into his midsection. Takeo then launches Reilly against the turnbuckle and follows up with a solid chop to the top of the head, dropping Reilly to the mat…

*BUZZ

HA: The “Original Original” in at #14…

Drake raises a lone arm to the crowd and then he makes his way down to the ring. He climbs up into the ring and then crouches down as he waits for Takeo to turn around…

HA: Not many men can stand physically with Takeo but Drake is one of them…..SPEAR!

Drake knocks the big man down with a spear and then gets back up on his feet. He gives GazzyD a hard kick to the stomach and drops him with a jackhammer before getting to his feet again. This time Alexander Altair delivers a hard kick to the top of Drake’s knee and then drops him with a stiff DDT. Altair gets back up and he drags Mike Masters forward before suplexing him into the air and dropping him on the top rope…

HE: Altair trying to rid us of Mike Masters…

Masters clings onto the apron in desperation and refuses to budge. Altair lands with right hands and tries to push Masters down but Masters holds on the ropes and tries to use his free hand to pull Altair over him…

HA: Altair in danger now of being eliminated…

Nate Nack is back on his feet and he tries to use his strength to shove both Masters and Altair to the outside of the ring. Masters is able to turn and he slams the sole of his shoe against the side of Nack’s face, knocking the champion back, and then Altair runs forward and lands with a flying knee to the face..

HE: Masters and Altair working together, who would have thought it….

Takeo gets to his feet and he grabs both Masters and Altair by the throat. They struggle against his grip and then kick him in the stomach before delivering a double suplex which draws cheers from the crowd. Masters then gets back up but is wiped out by a big boot from Drake before Drake then flips Altair up and drops him with a sit-down powerbomb…

HA: Drake rolling back the clock here tonight….he’s trying to lead the way to new era…

HE: RKO!

Reilly suddenly spins Drake around and drops him with an RKO, much to the dismay of the crowd. Reilly then drags his rival up and easily throws him over the top rope and to the outside. He walks to the centre of the ring and poses as the boos continue…

HE: Yes, Reilly once again proving how superior he is to Drake…

HA: THAT MUSIC…IT CAN’T BE!

The claxon has sounded and “La Marseillaise” is echoing out of the speakers. Red, silver and blue pyros explode into the air as a familiar character makes his entrance. There is a loud roar from the crowd…

HA: JEROME DUBOIS IS BACK IN 6CW!

Dubois makes his way down to the ring and he rolls in. He floors Reilly with a clothesline and then he delivers stiff backhand chops to the chest of GazzyD. Dubois whips him across the ring and then drills him with a spinebuster on the comeback…

HE: Jerome Dubois looking like he has never missed a day…

Masters is up and he clocks Dubois with right hands and tries to Irish whip him but Dubs turns inside and drags Masters toward him…

HA: AU REVOIR!

The spin-out sideslam connects and Masters is left grounded on the canvass. Altair then staggers up and Dubois kicks him in the stomach before flipping him in the air…

HE: It’s been awhile since we have seen this move….CULTURE SHOCK!

Dubois slams Altair down onto Mike Masters and then he does a little jig in the centre of the ring. He smiles broadly and motions for a belt around his waist before he pulls Nate Nack up and runs him toward the ropes…

HA: Dubois’ first night back in 6CW….could he return and win the 6CW Championship on the same night?

Dubois throws Nack over the ropes but the champion clings onto the ropes and saves himself. Dubs then turns back around and he kneels down whilst waiting for Takeo to get back up…

HE: FRENCH CONNECTION!

Dubois charges forward for the spear but Takeo drives his huge boot up and knocks the Frenchmen down. Takeo then watches Nate Nack climb up on the apron and he chops him across the top of the head….

HA: Nate Nack barely hanging on…

HE: The 6CW Title is slipping away…

Nack can only hold on with one hand, desperately trying to keep his title reign alive. Takeo grabs him by the throat and tries to push him down but Nack is refusing to budge, holding on with everything he has. The claxon then sounds and “Thrift Shop” blasts out…

HA: Robin Reborn entering at #16….could this be a monumental night for him?

Reborn jumps up on the apron and he delivers an over the top kick to Takeo’s head, knocking him back, before springboarding in with double knees right to the face. Takeo staggers backward and then Reborn runs at him and scores with a diving dropkick to the knees…

HE: Robin Reborn never met a fight he didn’t like….this kid has guts…

Reborn climbs out onto the apron and then he vaults up onto the top rope and delivers a fantastic front flip senton to the back of Lucas Takeo. Reborn gets up and he tries to kick Altair in the stomach but AA grabs his legs and throws him backwards into a backflip…

HA: What a dropkick!

Reborn shows amazing athleticism to dropkick Altair in the chest whilst in midair. He then crawls up and he blocks an RKO attempt from Reilly before countering with a reverse DDT…

HE: Someone get hold of Reborn….he’s making a mockery of this…

HA: He’s fresh and proving what a handful he is….

Reborn looks around at the cheering masses and then he jumps through the middle rope and exits the ring. The fans watch on with shock as Reborn pulls the apron up and drags a ladder from underneath….

HE: This isn’t a hardcore match…

HA: No rules that prevent Reborn from doing this though….

Reborn sets the ladder up next to the ring and he smiles at the crowd as he begins to scale the fifteen foot height. Reborn stands on top and he poses for the delighted audience before turning his attention back to the ring….

HE: He’s insane…

HA: Reborn is not afraid to take a risk…..SHOOTING STAR PRESS!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

The Hydro is going wild as Reborn throws himself from the top of the ladder with a shooting star that causes him to collide with every superstar in the ring. The playing field is completely down in the centre of the ring as the crowd continue to voice their approval…

HA: Robin Reborn taking this match to the next level…

The claxon sounds and “Cold Ash” blasts out of the speakers to a thunderous ovation from the 6CW faithful. Jimmy Phillips rips his hoody off as he sprints down to the ring and rolls in…

HA: Jimmy Phillips claims that 2014 will be the “Year of the Talent”….could this be his night to shine?

Phillips delivers a three punch combo to Jerome Dubois and then clotheslines him to the mat. He slings Mike Masters with an overhead suplex and then pushes Reborn in the air before catching him with a stiff spinebuster as he falls down. Phillips gets to his feet and he beats his chest as Reilly runs towards him…

HE: THAT IS IMPACT!

Phillips drills Reilly with a Samoan drop and then rolls back to his feet. Alexander Altair crashes chops into Phillips’ chest and looks for an Irish whip but Phillips turns inside and drags his foe toward him…

HA: TOUCHDOWN!

Altair elbows his way out of Phillips’ grip and then he runs off the ropes before returning with a flying knee attempt. Phillips ducks out of the way, sending Altair rolling away, and then waits for his rival to stand before running at him….

HA: ALTAIR IS GONE!

The crowd cheer as Phillips clotheslines Altair straight over the top rope and to the outside of the ring. He turns his attention back around and enters into a slug fest with GazzyD…

HE: Alexander Altair must hate the sight of Jimmy Phillips…

Phillips looks to whip Gazzy into the corner but Gazzy leaps onto the turnbuckle and springs back with a crossbody take-down. He then waits for Phillips to get up and kicks him in the stomach…

HA: DEEP…

Phillips counters out with a backdrop and then he stalks GazzyD before running off the ropes for some momentum…

HA: GAME-CHANGER!

HE: YOU BET YA…

The crowd boo furiously as Alexander Altair grabs the top rope from the outside and causes Jimmy Phillips to topple over. Phillips looks enraged and tries to get back in the ring but the referees hold him back…

HA; That isn’t fair…Altair had already been eliminated…

HE: And now so has Phillips, a modicum of revenge…

Phillips pushes the officials out of his way as he and Altair go toe to toe in the aisleway, beating the living hell out of each other. Referees and security are struggling to pull both men apart as they battle up the rampway…

HA: I think that fight may rage on for the rest of the evening….so much dislike between those two…

The eerie heartbeat begins to pulse through the arena as the demonic Joshua begins to make his entrance, McCoy rested on his arm. The crowd boo and some back away in fear as Joshua closes on the ring….

HA: Could this dark newcomer be a contender in this match?

HE: How could he not be, I have not seen Joshua even feel pain since he arrived…

In the ring, Jerome Dubois is pulling GazzyD up and he flips him up into the air for a “Culture Shock” before walking him to the ropes…

HE: Dubois is going to powerbomb Gazzy out of this match…

HA: GUESS AGAIN!

The crowd roar as Gazzy counters with a hurricanrana that sends Dubois over the top rope and straight into an elimination. Dubois looks angry and he pounds his fists off the canvass but to no avail as he is sent packing…

HA: No dream return for Jerome Dubois tonight….his championship aspirations just went up in a puff of smoke..

HE: And Reborn is about to join him….

Lucas Takeo has bench presses Robin Reborn into the air and he walks him to the ropes before throwing him over the top. Reborn, much to the delight of the crowd, shows his athletic ability once again by landing on the ladder he set up earlier…

HA: Talk about good fortune….

HE: I can’t believe it….Reborn has more lives than a cat….

HA: THEY JUST RAN OUT…MY GOD!

Reborn is grinning broadly on top of the ladder until Joshua grabs the ladder and shoves it over, sending Reborn crashing through the ringside barrier and into a battered heap in the front row of the crowd. Joshua shows no emotion as medics rush past him to check on Reborn…

HA: Joshua hasn’t even got in the ring yet and already he has an elimination to his name…

HE: He may have just caused some serious injuries to Robin Reborn, that was brutal…

Joshua is just climbing over the ropes to enter the ring as the claxon sounds once again and “666” screams out to a mixed ovation. Flames burst from the stage as Liam Wood strides onto the stage, a dark look in his eyes…

HA: Liam Wood watched as Vincent Costello put Thunder in the hospital earlier tonight….is that playing on his mind?

HE: Of course it is…

HA: But can Wood put his feelings aside and big to become the 6CW Champion?

Wood flies into the ring and he meets Daniel Reilly head on and begins to beat him back with thunderous right hands. He then whips Reilly across the ring and pushes him into the air as he returns….

HA: WORLD EATER!

HE: Wood looks frightening….

Gazzy stumbles forward and Wood kicks him in the stomach before dropping him with a “Viper drop” in the middle of the ring. Joshua is choking Mike Masters in the corner as Wood and Nate Nack go face to face…

HA: What a rivalry this could be…

Wood and Nate begin to trade with vicious lefts and rights. Nack’s power begins to tell and he rocks Wood back on his heels before whipping him across the ring….Wood returns and he leapfrogs over the attempted backdrop before springboarding onto the ropes and returning with a huge lariat which takes Nate down. Lucas Takeo then grabs Wood by the throat but Wood drives boots into the midsection until Takeo releases him and pushes him straight into the path of Joshua….

HE: WHAT A FLYING SHOT!

Joshua shows unexpected athleticism to leap in the air and knock Takeo down with a rolling lariat. Daniel Reilly is trying to use the ropes to pull himself up as Wood charges at him with a sickening yakuza kick to the chest that sends Reilly straight over the top…

HA: Wood just dumped Daniel Reilly out of this match…

HE: That is the 13th elimination of this match…

HA: But Nate Nack and Mike Masters are still in there….all the way from #1 and #2…

Joshua floors Mike Masters with a crunching uppercut and then he turns around into Liam Wood. Wood cracks the monster with furious right hands, over and over, before running off the ropes and returning with a flying shoulder tackle that knocks Joshua down. But the monster gets immediately back up and Wood shakes his head before kicking him in the stomach….

HA: VIPER…

Joshua pulls free of Wood’s grip and then uppercuts him, sending him flying across the ring. Joshua takes his time to stare at the different participants in the ring and then he watches Nate Nack rise and pulls him into a full nelson…

HA: We have seen what this submission can do….it laid waste to Blade a couple of weeks ago…

*Buzz

HE: I can’t believe he is out here…

A lot of cheers from the crowd as “Bonfire” beams out and the colossal form of Ojore comes marching out from behind the curtain. It is obvious that Ojore is nowhere near 100% but he lets out a primal roar as he moves into the aisleway…

HA: Ojore went through almost half an hour of gruelling, non-stop action, with Enforcer earlier tonight…..can the Xtreme Champion make up for his disappointment by leaving tonight as 6CW Champion?

HE: How much does he have in the tank?

Joshua is continuing to squash Nate Nack in the centre of the ring as Ojore marches his way around the ring. He pushes officials and production staff out of his way as he grabs a steel chair and then heads toward the ring…

HA: Ojore was stuck within the confines of wrestling match rules early…no restraints now…

HE: He’s about to raise some hell…

Ojore walks straight over to Joshua….CRACK!...He wallops the chair across the beast’s back and then he turns around and smashes the weapon across the cranium of GazzyD. Mike Masters gets up and he tries to battle Ojore but the Xtreme Champion just lifts him up and decimates him with a World’s Strongest Slam…

HA: Ojore is in a bad mood…

Nate Nack tries to get up but CRACK! Ojore throws the chair (ECW style) through the air and it clatters right across the skull of the 6CW Champion. Liam Wood then comes in for a fight but Ojore merely seizes him by the throat and scores with a chokebomb…

HE: I think the 6CW Championship will be a pleasant consolation for Ojore…

HA: I think he is more interested in a fight…

HE: He’s going to get one now…

Ojore lets out another roar and then he turns around to go face to face with Lucas Takeo. The crowd cheer as both beasts begin to target each other with furious right hands…

HA: Takeo and Ojore were involved in one of the most destructive matches we have seen here in 6CW…

HE: And it ended with the ring breaking….will the same happen tonight?

Ojore goes to the body with hooks and then he staggers Takeo back with a giant headbutt. Takeo slumps into the corner and Ojore drives into him with a running splash before beckoning him out and managing to lift him onto his shoulder…

HA: I can’t believe the strength…POWER….OH MY!

Takeo wriggles off the back of Ojore and then he grabs the Xtreme Champion by the throat and rushes him back to the ropes, pushing him over the top…

HE: I can’t believe it….Takeo just eliminated Ojore…

HA: I don’t think anyone was expecting Ojore’s participation to end so quickly…

HE: Takeo is loving it…

Ojore looks angry and is glaring up at Takeo as the giant laughs at his rival. The staredown continues until Joshua comes from behind and just throws Takeo over the top rope…

HA: TAKEO IS GONE!

HE: Joshua is king of the monsters…

Takeo lands out on his feet and prepares to complain but takes massive right hand from Ojore for his trouble. The battle continues as Ojore tackles Takeo and runs him backwards into the announce table…

HA: We need to get the hell outta here…

Takeo manages to drag a monitor out of the table and he smashes it across Ojore’s head, knocking him back into the timekeeper’s table. Ojore answers back by driving the ring bell into the giant’s head….

HE: I don’t fancy security’s chances of breaking this fight up…

*BUZZ

HE: This is my new pick….The Authority believes in Tyler Roth…

HA: I’m not sure how much after early tonight….Roth is no longer the UK Champion…

HE: I’m sure being 6CW Champion will make up for it…

Tyler Roth jumps up into the ring and he immediately smashes into GazzyD with a bicycle kick and then he scoops Mike Masters up onto his shoulders. Roth taunts the fans and then spins around, planting Masters with an F-5…

HA; Roth has all the talents to be a world champion….he could be a star…

HE: He is a star and he will be a world champion…

Nate Nack comes in for a fight and Roth obliges, a full scale brawl breaking out in the centre of the ring. Nack lands with a three punch combo and then tries to whip Roth across the ring but Roth reverses and sends Nate off the ropes before big booting him to the floor as he returns.

On the outside the war between Ojore and Takeo has continued and Takeo now has Ojore by the throat…

HA: Ojore is in a whole world of trouble…..he’s going for a ride…

HE: GET OUT OF HERE!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

The crowd erupt as Takeo lifts Ojore off the ground and then chokeslams him right through the announce table, leaving him in a wrecked heap. Takeo stands over Ojore and gives a cut-throat gesture before following security to the back…

HA: Takeo just destroyed Ojore right in front of us…

HE: God I would love to see those two go at it again…

Back in the ring and Tyler Roth has dragged Liam Wood up and he flips him up into the air for a powerbomb. Wood pounds fists down into Roth’s head before dropping out front and uppercutting Roth to the corner. He follows in but Roth gets his knees up and knocks Wood back…

HE: SPEAR!

HA: WORLD EATER!

Wood uses Roth’s momentum to lift him into the air and then he knees him clean in the face, sending Roth flying over the top rope and into yet another elimination. The crowd are applauding Wood’s action…

HE: No it isn’t fair…

HA: All is fair in love and war….Tyler Roth’s dreams of being a world champion are over…The Authority’s luck is running out…

*BUZZ

HE: Things just got even weirder in here….

Lucas Takeo is just making his way up the ramp as “CCClouds” plays out and Edward Plague walks into shot. Plague removes his mask and smiles as he drops to his knees and begins to chant…

HA: Edward Plague could be a darkhorse in this contest…

Plague gets back to his feet and he stands nose to nose with Takeo. Takeo is breathing deeply and looking angry as Plague just smiles at him and then brushes past as he makes his way to the ring. Plague rolls in and he quickly charges into the corner with a back splash on Nate Nack and then runs to the opposite side and squashes Mike Masters….

HE: Can you imagine if Plague walks out as 6CW Champion….it could be the beginning of the end…

Liam Wood runs in and takes the fight to Edward Plague but Plague lands a knee to the stomach and then flips Wood up in the air…

HA: PURIFIER!

Plague lands with the “omega” tombstone and he laughs as he brushes his hair from his face. GazzyD comes in and he lashes kicks against Plague’s chest (ala Daniel Bryan) and then he runs off the ropes for more momentum…

HE: THAT WAS LIKE A CAR CRASH!

Plague leaps forward with surprising agility and he takes Gazzy out at the midriff as he returns to the centre of the ring. Plague then bounces back off the ropes and returns with a jumping foot stomp to Gazzy’s chest…

HA: Plague could be a real contender….his dark persona seems to be growing and he has real confidence…

Plague flicks his hair from his face and he begins to smile broadly as he comes face to face with Joshua. Both men continue to stare at each other for almost a whole minute…

HE: What a stand-off….I can’t work out who is creepier?

HA: Plague and Joshua…..something has to give…

Joshua takes a step closer, so that their noses are almost touching, and Plague laughs before spreading his arms wide. He seems to be welcoming Joshua in but the “Puppet Master” responds with a huge uppercut…

HE: I guess Joshua didn’t want to be friends…

Plague staggers back to the ropes and Joshua follows up with another huge right hand. Plague seems to grimace a little but still has enjoyment on his face as he answers with a swinging right hand of his own…

HA: This could be a battle for the ages…

*BUZZ

HE: Trust this idiot to ruin the mood…

“I do what I want” plays out and the cheer as Blade bounces down the rampway. He tags hands with the fans as he runs into the aisle and then jumps up on the apron. Blade watches the two monsters fighting and then makes his move as Joshua lifts Plague into a side-slam…

HA: Blade has had his fair share of troubles with Joshua as of late….I’m sure he would love some revenge here…

Blade jumps onto the ropes and he dives off with double knees right to the back of Joshua’s neck. Blade then leaps up onto the opposite side and he dives off again…

HA: SWANTON!

Blade lands the senton splash on Joshua and then he tries to drag Joshua up and run him toward the ropes…

HE: Surely Blade can’t…

Joshua throws his hands out and grabs the top rope before spinning around and lands with an uppercut that sends Blade over the top rope and onto the apron. Joshua turns back toward the centre of the ring but Blade is persistent and he climbs the ropes once more…

HA; Blade is hell-bent on revenge….MISSILE DROPKICK!

Blade lands with a flying dropkick to the back of Joshua and sends the monster tumbling forwards into the ropes. Joshua tries to regain himself as Blade makes a quick rush towards him…

HE: Blade forgot there were other people in this match….

Blade’s path is blocked as Edward Plague runs in front of him and knocks him down with a clothesline. Plague then smiles and waits for Joshua to turn around…

HA: Plague’s on a mission…

HE: LOOKOUT!

Plague slams into Joshua with a diving crossbody that takes both men up and over the top rope, dumping them out on the outside. Plague is kneeling over Joshua and whispering to him, a smile still etched on his face…

HA: Plague sacrificed himself to take Joshua out of this match…

HE: And he seems happy about it….

Joshua crawls over to look for McCoy as Plague continues to watch him with great interest. The claxon then sounds and the crowd boo furiously as “King of Kings” roars out…

HA: How on earth did he get a number for this match?

HE: The Authority protecting their interests…

HA: This guy can’t even wrestle…

Mr Hernandez soaks up the boos from the crowd as he makes his way down to the ring and jumps in. He begins taunts the fans and he motions a belt around his waist before turning his attention to the participants left in the match. Hernandez is trash talking with real arrogance until someone taps him on the back…

HE: Get out of there Hernandez…

Hernandez tries to plead for mercy as Nate Nack begins to pound him with brutal right hands. Nack then whips Hernandez across the ring and he bench presses him into the air as he comes back before slamming him down on the canvass. Hernandez holds his back as Blade grabs him and flips him back up…

HA: Nearly every man on the roster has a grievance to air with Mr Hernandez….

Blade drives Hernandez down with a powerbomb and then backs off as Gazzy flies from the top rope and scores with a frogsplash. Hernandez is quite clearly on his way out as he tries to crawl up and Mike Masters springboards off the ropes…

HE: This is terrible…someone stop this…

HA: DISASTER KICK……WORLD EASTER!

Masters kicks Hernandez straight into the path of Liam Wood, who presses him into the air and then delivers the sickening knee to the face. Hernandez is basically unconscious as Nate Nack pulls him back up and throws him over the top rope, causing the Authority member to land clean on his face…

HA: What a crash landing…couldn’t have happened to a nicer person….Hernandez just got his a55 kicked and these fans loved every minute of it…

Blade, Wood, Masters, Gazzy and Nate all eye one another up from different areas of the ring. All five men are plotting their next move and then Gazzy and Blade begin to brawl as Mike Masters backs into the corner and allows Nate and Liam Wood to go at it. Gazzy lifts Blade up and tries to move him toward the ropes but Blade drops behind and tries to lift Gazzy to the outside…

HE: These five men all vying to leave here tonight as the world champion…

HA: Such a huge opportunity for these men….and such an amazing effort from Nate Nack….over 40 minutes in the match, desperate to retain his 6CW title…

The roars of the crowd are suddenly drowned out by deafening boos as “Godfather” plays out and the brand new UK Champion arrives. Costello laughs and slicks his hair back before running to the ring…

HE: It has been a hell of a night for Costello already…

HA: First he knocked off Tyler Roth to become the UK Champion, then he beat Thunder into a pulp and sent him to the hospital….

HE: Could he end the night as the 6CW Champion?

Costello runs in and takes the fight to Mike Masters in the corner. They brawl until Costello pokes Masters in the eye and bites his face. He follows up with brutal right hands, dropping Masters in a heap, before turning around and sprinting into GazzyD with a hard knee to the temple. Liam Wood is trying to stop Nate Nack from eliminating him as Blade spins Costello around…

HA: Blade would love to main event Night of Glory….he is 6CW through and through…

HE: I have a better chance…

Blade and Costello go toe to toe with furious punches but Costello then kicks Blade below the belt. Costello pulls Blade up and whips him off the ropes…

HE: OMERTA!

Blade spins out and he kicks Costello in the stomach before delivering an overdrive (playmaker). Blade then waits for Costello to get up and he takes him down with a jumping leg lariat before grabbing him by the hair and he runs him to the ropes…

HA: Costello shifted his feet…he’s gone…

Costello spins his body around just in time and manages to use Blade’s momentum to sling him over the top rope to the outside. The crowd boo as Blade is forced to leave the ringside area and then Costello slicks his hair back and grins…

HE: Don’t turn around Vincent…

HA: He’s smiling now but not for long…

The crowd are going wild as Liam Wood stands behind Costello, waiting for him to turn around. Wood’s chest is heaving in and out, fury on his face, and then Costello turns around into a rampage of punches and kicks. Costello tries to cover up but he can’t withstand the punishment that traps him on the ropes and then Wood throws him through the ropes and to the outside of the ring…

HA: Wood is consumed with rage….he wants to beat Costello senseless…

Wood drags Costello around the ring and he slams his head off the top of the steel steps before dragging him forward and he drives his face against the remaining announce table. Costello sways unsteadily and then Wood charges forward and clotheslines him over the barrier and into the crowd…

HE: Wood doesn’t care about winning this match….he just wants revenge on Costello…

HA: I knew the real Liam Wood was in there somewhere…

*BUZZ

HA: 6CW’s resident “B***ard”…

HE: And he doesn’t look happy at all…

HA: He was shown up once again by Hobo earlier tonight….

Grimstone jumps into the ring and he quickly charges Nate Nack into the corner and begins to pummel him with rights and lefts. Grimstone then climbs onto the ropes and he delivers a ten punch combo before biting Nack’s face…

HA: Grimstone has spent his entire career in the independent leagues trying to make a name for himself….tonight he could put his name up in lights…

Grimstone jumps down and then he runs into Gazzy with a hard kick to the stomach and delivers a piledriver in the centre of the ring. He then stands up and he lifts Mike Masters up onto the top rope before climbing after him…

HE: Mike Masters has been in this match for over fifty minutes…..he must be running on empty…

HA: Masters has a fantastic engine but even he must be feeling the effects of this gruelling schedule…

Grimstone tries to lift Masters into a superplex but Masters holds on for dear life and refuses to budge. He then begins to punch Grimstone in the stomach before shoving him back down onto the canvass. The crowd cheer as Masters stands tall and prepares to launch…

HA: 450 SPLASH!

HE: Nothing but knees….

Grimstone drives his knees up into the stomach of Masters, sending him rolling away in agony. Grimstone then gets back up and he scoops Masters onto his shoulders…

HA: FIRE AND GRIMSTONE!

Grimstone nails the “Samoan driver” on Masters and leaves him sprawled out on the deck. The cameras then pan around the arena to show Liam Wood beating down on Vincent Costello in the third tier…

HE: Wood is relentless…

HA: He watched his best friend be thrown from the stage earlier tonight….can you blame him?

Wood drags Costello over toward the edge of the tier, almost twenty feet above the floor area, and he looks ready to deliver a powerbomb down to the ground. The fans are going wild as Wood prepares to do the unthinkable…

HA: Don’t Liam….don’t do that…

HE: He’s lost the plot…

Wood considers it but his momentary lapse allows Costello to drop down and land a low-blow. Wood drops to his knees as Costello pulls a cup from a fan’s hand and throws the liquid into Wood’s face…

HA: Costello deserves the a55-kicking of a lifetime…

HE: But it doesn’t look like it is forthcoming….he is on his way back to the ring…

Costello is trying to climb down the tiers as quickly as possible as Liam Wood tries to follow him. Costello is dragging over the chairs and throwing fans in the way as he tries to stop Viper from closing on him…

HA: Costello is high-tailing it out here….

Back in the ring Teddy Grimstone is just getting back to his feet as the claxon sounds and “Don’t Fear the Reaper” roars out to an almighty ovation.

HE: OH MY…

HA: This just got very interesting indeed…

Grimstone’s eyes are locked on the stage and he looks angry as Hobo walks out on the stage. Grimstone beckons Hobo to come and fight him…

HA: Hobo entering in at #27….could he be destined for another trip to the mountain top?

HE: This loser actually guaranteed he was going to win this match, can you believe that?...he may have won titles in some backyard promotion but this is the big leagues…

HA: I’d hardly call 6WF “backyard”…

HE: Hobo has got one too many over on Grimstone it is time he paid…

HA: These two met earlier tonight and Hobo pinned his foe….I’m sure he would love to follow that up by eliminating Grimstone from this match…

Hobo wastes no time and shows no fear as he jumps into the ring and goes head to head with Teddy Grimstone. The fists are flying as both men land with brutal punches to the head and then Hobo scores with the “down and out” combo. Grimstone gets back up and Hobo whips him off the ropes before lowering his head on the comeback…

HA: Grimstone saw what was coming….RIB-BREAKER!

Grimstone tries to take advantage with a “Styles Clash” but Hobo succeeds in swiping his legs and then catapults him to the corner. Grimstone collides with the turnbuckle and staggers back out as Hobo downs him with a face-first Russian legsweep (Soft Shoe Shuffle)…

HA: Hobo picking up where he left off earlier…

HE: I’d like to see him get Grimstone over the top rope…

Vincent Costello has just fallen over the barricade, back into the ringside area, and he crawls over to the ring apron to reach his footing before turning around to see where Liam Wood is…

HE: He’s right on your tail, Vincent…

Wood is standing on the barricade and he jumps off with a double axe handle to the back of Costello’s neck, knocking him to the floor once again. Wood then moves around to the announce area and grabs a steel chair…

HA: Wood has some bad intentions now…

In the ring, Hobo is trying to lift Grimstone over the top rope but TG is proving difficult to budge. Eventually Grimstone flicks his heel back and catches Hobo right between the legs…

HE: That is how you block an elimination….

CRACK!....Wood swings the steel chair as Costello’s head but he ducks and the weapon smashes off the ringpost. Costello staggers away and tries to rest against the steel steps but Wood is fast in pursuit and he swings the chair again…..CRACK!

HA: Costello narrowly avoiding a fractured skull…

In the ring, Nate Nack is back up on his feet and he tries to throw Teddy Grimstone over the top rope but Grimstone puts the brakes on and then he tosses Nate over the top….

HE: HE’S GONE…

HA: Not quite…

Nate is shown dangling on the edge of the apron, one foot on the floor, but the 6CW Champion is able to drag himself back up and to safety. He breathes a sigh of relief as the claxon goes off once again…

HA: Who is number #28?

The crowd roar in approval as “Survival” echoes out and Scott Harris comes running down to the ring. Harris slides under the bottom rope and he immediately allows Teddy Grimstone to walk into him…

HE: WHAT A SUPLEX!

HA: Scott Harris is riding the crest of wave as the brand new tag team champions with Mike Masters…entering in at 28 this kid could be set to leave tonight as a world champion…

HE: It cannot happen…

Harris throws Grimstone with a belly to belly suplex and then he beckons Hobo towards him and scores with a t-bone. GazzyD then staggers into Harris’ path and he takes him by the arm…

HA: SHOT IN THE DARK!

The Olympic slam lands and all the air is driven out of Gazzy, leaving him slumped on the deck. Harris then stands back up and goes face to face with Mike Masters…

HE: No time for being allies tonight…

HA: Absolutely not….they may be the tag team champions but there is much more on the line right now….

Harris and Masters smile at each other and then touch hands before circling one another and locking up in the centre of the ring. Harris pulls Masters into a side headlock but Masters quickly backs up against the ropes and shoots his friend across the ring…

HA: Mike Masters has been in this match almost one hour and yet he is moving like he just entered…

Harris comes back and baseball slides through Masters’ legs before trying to get up and deliver a German suplex. Masters is able to spin out and around back…

HE: KILLSWITCH!

He tries to turn Harris around but this time Harris is able to counter and he scores with a release German. He is about to get up when Vincent Costello rolls back in the ring to get away from Liam Wood…

HA: Costello wants no part of Liam Wood…

HE: He’s got a steel chair, what do you expect him to do?

Costello runs underneath Scott Harris and then he pushes Harris forward into the path of Liam Wood. Viper is in no mood for games and jabs the steel chair into Harris’ ribs, dropping him to the floor. Wood then points at Costello as he rushes forward with the chair in hand….

HA: HE GOT HIM!

HE: WOULD YOU BELIEVE IT….

Costello waits for Wood to come towards him and then he pulls down the top rope and sends Wood flying over the top to the outside. Costello backs away from the ropes with a smug grin on his face as Wood looks furious from the outside…

HA: Costello used Wood’s own emotion against him….

HE: This really hasn’t been a great night for Liam Wood…

Wood is trying to get back to the ring but the officials hold him back as Costello mockingly waves at him from the ring. Teddy Grimstone and GazzyD are now brawling near the ropes and Grimstone is trying to lift Gazzy up but he has managed to tangle his legs around the ropes and won’t move…

HA: GazzyD is holding on here…..teetering on the edge….

Hobo suddenly runs in and tries to target Grimstone but is able to move aside as Hobo connects with Gazzy and both men go over the top rope. They manage to cling onto each other and prevent elimination….

HA: What a close call for both superstars….Grimstone nearly had them both out…

HE: ONE WILL DO!

Hobo and Gazzy get back to their feet as Teddy Grimstone picks up the steel chair from the canvass and wraps it right across Hobo’s head, sending him toppling to the floor below. Grimstone looks happy with what he has done but then he swings the chair back again to target GazzyD…

HA: Gazzy’s time in this match is about to end….

HE: DAMN YOU HARRIS!

Scott Harris suddenly whips in and he grabs Grimstone by the scruff of the neck and hauls him over the top rope to the outside, allowing Gazzy to get back into the ring. All participants seem to be taking a breather as the claxon sounds…

HE: OH YES…..HERE HE IS…..THE WINNER OF THE GATEWAY TO GLORY MATCH…

The crowd boo as “Saturday Night” screams out of the speakers and Enforcer comes striding out onto the stage. His ribs are heavily bandaged but he doesn’t seem to care as he marches down to the ring…

HA: Enforcer went through hell earlier tonight to defeat Ojore….how much has he got in the tank?

HE: More than enough….when this night is over he is leaving here as the Undisputed Champion….

Enforcer climbs into the ring and he begins to smash into GazzyD with hard right hands before throwing him through the ropes and into the ringpost. Enforcer boots Scott Harris in the stomach and suplexes him to the mat before running into the corner and kneeing Mike Masters in the gut. Enforcer hammers down on Masters with furious shots and then he turns away and beckons Nate Nack to stand….

HA: WHAT A KICK!

Enforcer almost kicks Nack’s head from his shoulders and then he stands over the 6CW Champion and motions for a belt around his waist. Big E is smiling until Vincent Costello whips in and kicks him straight in his injured ribs…

HA: You cannot count Vincent Costello out of this thing…

Costello batters Enforcer with rights and lefts before pushing him back into the corner and setting about stomping a mudhole in his midsection. Enforcer winces in pain from every shot and then Costello backs away and sprints back in with a heavy punt to the body….

HE: Target someone else Vincent…

HA: Costello doesn’t care who he goes after…

Enforcer is quite badly winded as Costello seizes him by the back of the neck and pulls him up. He drags the EWF Champion over to the ropes and does everything he can to eliminate Enforcer. He ducks under Enforcer’s legs and tries to lift him into an electric chair position so he can dump him over but Big E shows amazing leg strength to wrap his calves around Costello’s neck and he rolls over the ropes whilst pulling Costello with him….

HE: GO ON BIG E!

HA: That is tremendous from the EWF Champion…

Costello has nothing to hold onto so when Enforcer releases his grip the UK Champion just drops down onto the hard floor on the outside. Enforcer rolls back under the bottom rope and he holds his ribs, quite clearly in a lot of discomfort…

HA: We’ve got GazzyD, Enforcer, Scott Harris, Mike Masters and Nate Nack….Masters and Nack have been in this match over one hour…

HE: But we still have one more entrant…..HERE HE IS!

The crowd boo furiously as the claxon sounds and then “Radioactive” screams out of the speakers. Max Adamson takes his time to walk out onto the stage and then he mockingly bows at the reaction from the audience…

HA: Max Adamson is a no good S.O.B…..#30 doesn’t belong to him and yet here he is, entering this match last…

HE: The stipulations of his contract means that whatever belongs to GazzyD also belongs to Max…..Gazzy may have won #30 but Adamson can take whatever he likes….

HA: He is a cheat and a fraud….it should be Gazzy entering the match right now, fresh…

Adamson removes his vest as he climbs up into the ring. He points at GazzyD and barks a couple of orders before storming in and slamming into Mike Masters in the corner. Adamson drives in with shoulders and kicks, beating Masters into a heap, as Scott Harris tries to intervene…

HE: Good work Gazzy…

HA; Now that Max has arrived it seems as though Gazzy is playing his role as enforcer once again….

Gazzy runs into Harris with a diving dropkick, sending him sprawling across the ring. Gazzy then chases into the corner and lands with a shining wizard on Harris before trying to lift him over the top rope…

HE: Gazzy trying to help Max win this thing…

HA: If I was him I would throw Max the hell out of there…

Adamson turns around and he sprints into Enforcer with a rib-crushing “Gore” that sends Enforcer rolling under the bottom rope, coughing up blood. The Hydro is buzzing with energy as Max beckons for Nate Nack to stand up…

HA: Is Max Adamson going to secure his second reign as a 6CW Champion…

HE: He’s the freshest man…..CYCLONE!

Nack battles his way off Adamson’s shoulders and then he kicks him in the stomach and lifts him up into the air…

HA: WAKE UP…

HE: DEEP IMPACT!

Max floats over the back and he pushes Nack into Gazzy, who then delivers his finishing move. Gazzy and Max are staring at each other, the hatred apparent, and then they go after the tag team champions…

HA: Perhaps if Gazzy can help Max get the world title he will be released from his contract….that is what this whole rivalry boils down to…

HE: Max is a generous man I am sure he will be open to requests if he leaves tonight with the gold…

Adamson runs into the corner and monkey flips Scott Harris back into the middle of the ring as GazzyD lifts Masters onto his shoulders and delivers a rolling fireman’s slam across the already grounded Harris. Adamson then beckons for Gazzy to go to the top rope…

HA: Max not willing to take the risk himself…

HE: Why should he when he can make Gazzy do it?

Gazzy looks sullen as he heads to the corner and begins to climb. The flashbulbs go off as he reaches the top and then prepares for launch…

HA: INCOMING!

Gazzy launches off and tries to land with corkscrew splash but Harris and Masters both roll out of the impact zone and send him crashing to the deck. Max quickly rushes in but Masters catches him with a superkick and Harris follows up with a codebreaker…

HE: It wasn’t supposed to go down like that….

HA: About time Adamson’s plans backfired…..WHAT THE HELL!

HE: WELL WHO SAW THAT COMING?

Harris and Masters get back up and they nod at each other before turning in opposite directions. Masters then swivels back around and he grabs Harris before throwing him over the top to the outside…

HA: Mike Masters just eliminated his partner…

HE: The lure of the gold, Harold….Masters cannot resist it…

Some of the crowd are booing as Harris kneels on the outside and looks up at Masters. Masters looks at his partner and shrugs his shoulders with a wry smile before reaching his hand out in respect….

HA: Masters just letting Harris know that it is about business tonight…nothing personal…

Harris looks a little unhappy but then he reaches out and tags Masters’ hand before backing away into the aisleway. Masters nods at Harris and then motions a belt around his waist as he turns back around…

HE: GORE!

HA: Perhaps Mike Masters’ plan just blew up in his face….

Adamson drills right through Masters with the huge spear and then he calls on Gazzy to help him. They drag Masters up and then easily haul him over the top rope…

HE: Masters is out of there….he may have lasted an hour but he is done…

HA: Down to the final four participants in this match….who is leaving as the 6CW Champion?

Adamson dusts off his hands and then turns around to watch Nate Nack getting to his feet. Max calls Gazzy close to him and they both circle the 6CW Champion…

HA: Nate Nack has done amazingly well to get this far….can he do the unthinkable tonight and retain his 6CW Championship?

Nack is trying to keep a handle on both men as they storm forward and attack. He manages to hold Gazzy off and punches him away but then Max runs in and slams a knee into his stomach. Adamson punches Nate back to the ropes and then he and Gazzy whip the champion across the ring….

HE: OH NO!

Nate ducks a double clothesline as he comes back and then he runs the opposite side and returns with a diving shoulder tackle that takes down both men. Gazzy gets up and Nate scoop slams him to the mat before doing the same to Adamson…

HA: I don’t know where Nate has found this second wind from…

Nack scoop slams both Max and Gazzy three times before he runs the ropes and returns with a leaping splash across both men. Gazzy gets back up and Nate flips him onto his shoulders…

HE: BIG ENDING!

HA: Mr Jones must be close to a heart attack in the back…

Nate blasts Gazzy with the running cutter and then gets back up. Max tries to run in for a spear but Nate sidesteps him and sends him crashing into the corner. Adamson staggers back around and Nate lifts him up….

HA: WAKE UP CALL….NATE NACK IS GONNA DO IT….

*Crowd boo furiously

HE: Oh there is a God….bow down to him, Harold….

HA: I can’t believe it…

HE: Believe it….Nate Nack’s reign as 6CW Champion is over…

Nack has just nailed the suplex/stunner on Max when Enforcer returns to the ring and he rushes behind Nack before throwing him over the top rope to the outside. The crowd in attendance are voicing their disapproval as Enforcer grins and drops down to his knees…

HA: What an effort by Nate Nack…but after over an hour in this match he has been eliminated, his championship reign has come to a cruel end…

Nack looks inconsolable on the outside as the officials tell him he has been eliminated. A huge “Nate Nack” chants rings around the arena but the former champion hangs his head with dejection as he slowly makes his way up the ramp…

HE: So long loser…

HA: Show some damn respect…one of the finest 6CW Champions of all time…

HE: And now we are going to get a new one…..GazzyD, Max Adamson and Enforcer….one of these three men will leave tonight with the 6CW Championship…

Gazzy, Max and Enforcer are all crouched in opposite corners of the ring, perspiration running down their heads, and they stare at one another. Max begins to smile as he orders Gazzy to go and battle Enforcer…

HA: Adamson happy to just sit back…

HE: This was his plan…..he can keep himself fresh this way….

Gazzy makes his way over but Enforcer kicks out and catches Gazzy in the stomach. He follows up with right hands and then he whips Gazzy off the ropes. Gazzy tries to springboard into a crossbody but Enforcer catches him and nails a fall away slam. Big E then beckons Gazzy back up and sprints at him….

HA: FACECHECK!

Adamson runs into Enforcer’s path and he quickly scoops him up onto his shoulders. He spins him around and smiles…

HE: CYCLONE!

Enforcer jams his thumb into Max’s eye and he drops off the back before pushing Max to the ropes and throws him over the top….

HA: Max is gone…

The referees on the outside are confused as it seems like Max’s feet may have touched the floor but they are not certain. One of the officials indicates only one foot landed on the floor…

HE: What happened….did it hit?

HA: The referees are saying no….Adamson is still in this match….

HE: We need to see a replay…

Adamson is able to pull himself back on the apron and catch his breath. Enforcer moves over to him and begins to try and shove Max down to the outside but the Australian is clinging on for dear life…

HA: Max’s dreams about to shatter….

HE: Help him Gazzy….AHHH!

Gazzy runs in and looks to collide with Enforcer but Big E steps aside and Gazzy collides with Max. It seems as though Adamson will fall to the outside but Gazzy grabs his wrist just in time…

HA: Gazzy is keeping Max in this match….but why?

HE: Because he owns him…

Gazzy summons all of his strength to help Max back onto the apron and through the ropes. Max shows no sign of thanks as Gazzy then turns around…

HA: FACECHECK!

HE: DOWN TO TWO!

The flying forearm from Enforcer sends Gazzy flying over the top rope and to the outside. Adamson has tried to crawl to safety but Enforcer quickly makes his way over to him…

HA: Max Adamson and Enforcer….the two final entrants of the Gateway to Glory match…

Enforcer then decides to back off and he waits for Max to get up before rushing at him for another “facecheck”…

HE: BACKDROP!

Adamson ducks his shoulder and he sends Big E flying over the top rope but the EWF Champion is able to hold on with all of his might. He then waits for Max to come towards him and he shoulder thrusts him through the middle rope before lifting him into a suplex…

HA: Max is going here…

Max is able to land out on the apron and both men begin to trade right hands. Adamson rocks Big E’s head back then Enforcer boots Max in the stomach and uppercuts him. Max staggers back and his feet give way from the apron…

HE: GazzyD!

Gazzy is on all fours on the floor and Adamson is able to stand on his back. Max then gets back onto the apron and trades off with Enforcer some more until Big E gets his boot up and he kicks Max across the apron….Enforcer then crouches down and prepares to run at Max….

HA: He’s thinking facecheck…

Gazzy reaches up and he seizes Enforcer’s boot, stopping him from moving. Enforcer tries to shake free and he stomps down on Gazzy’s hand until he is forced to release…

HE: GORE!

Ding ding ding

HA: It’s over….would you believe it…

HE: What a match…

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner…………..and NEW 6CW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION….MAAAAXXX ADDDDDDAAAAAMMMMMSSSSSSOOOONNNN!

HA: Max Adamson has done it….like him or loathe him, he is the brand new 6CW World Champion….

HE: I am mixed in my emotions….I love Max but I really wanted Enforcer to leave as the Undisputed Champion…

HA: Enforcer was a fraction away but he came up short here tonight….the 6CW Championship may have left Nate Nack but it is still out of the reach of the Authority…

Max rolls into the middle of the ring tears in his eyes as pyros explode all around the arena and confetti begins to fall from the rafters. The fans are booing as Max celebrates his monumental victory…

HA: Not the result these fans were looking for tonight….not at all…..but nothing is going to change the fact that Max Adamson is on top of the mountain once more…

Enforcer is raging on the outside and kicking production equipment everywhere as he storms to the backstage area. GazzyD is slumped down in the wreckage of the announce area, seemingly disgusted by what he has done….

HA: GazzyD was the influencing factor in this match….without him Max never would have won this match…

HE: Give me a break….Max became the champ through hard work and dedication…

HA: You can tell yourself that but we all know the truth…

The referee hands Max the 6CW Championship and he cradles it in his arms before kissing it repeatedly. Adamson goes from one corner to the other, posing and celebrating his achievement.

HA: This has been one hell of a night….the Road to Night of Glory just took one hell of a twist…..where do we go from here?

HE: Max will be going to the bar….it’s party time…

HA: Thank you for joining us folks, we hope you have enjoyed this night as much as we have…..see you in two weeks for all the fallout from this historic event….goodnight!

The show goes off the air with Adamson continuing to celebrate in the ring whilst GazzyD watches him from the outside with a disappointed and appalled expression.