6CW Aftermath Sunday 20th April 2014

The crowd are buzzing in the arena after one of the best pay per views 6CW have witnessed since the rebirth the crowd then start the 6 C-DUB chant as the camera's then focus on Harold and Henry Lloyd on the commentary desk reflecting there thoughts on what happened at Day of Reckoning.

HA: What a night we had last week Henry Costello became the new UK champion then later on in the night he took out Thunder who was supposed to be fighting Liam Wood and then we got a new Tag team champion's in Mike Masters and Scott Harris the very first tag team champions since the rebirth and then we had one of the most brutal matches I have ever witnessed here in ^CW and enforcer was the only man to keep hold of his title against the beast Ojore.


HE: And don't forget the Battle Royal we saw some amazing stuff from every member of the roster including one of them Mike Cassidy doing a hand stand after been toppled over the top rope to get back in the ring and not been disqualified.

HA: It was an awesome night Henry and what about the attack on Hernandez by five of the members of the roster each one of them having some sort of problem with Hernandez and taking it out him and the toppling him over the top rope.

HE: Everyone of those five men should be fired for what they did to Hernandez, Oh god, Including this guy, Wake me up when he has finished.  

The crowd suddenly then cheers loudly when I do what I want hits the arena speakers red and white phyro Technics race of into the rafters and then a red spot light hits the stage but there is sign of Blade at the top of the ramp.

HA: Well that's Blades music but no sign of him brother.

HE: He probably forgot to come out and went home to the delight of you're s truly.

HA: Wait a minute Henry, Looks like there's some sort of commotion going on at the side of the stage, Lets see if we can get a camera back there?

The camera then spans round to the side of the stage and fans rush to the guard barrier trying to get a better view of what's going on and the Blade comes riding out on what looks like a donkey he is dressed in a sheriff's out fit with toy gun in a holster down the side of his hip.

The crowd get a little excited when the donkey gets a little too close for comfort to the barriers Blade doing his up most trying to stay on the saddle with out falling off manages to keep the away from the fans then all of a sudden then donkey stops and does a poo right next to the fans in the far corner of the arena.

HA: Oh my god , I can smell that right over here, Man that stinks.

HE: This isn't Blackpool beach Harold, What the hell does Blade think he is doing?

Blade looks behind him and see's what they donkey has done and apologises to the fans Blade then gets the donkey moving again and eventually reaches the ring Blade clumsily climbs out of the saddle and then walks up the steel steps and climbs into the ring grabs a microphone from the ring announcer and then waits for the fans to settle down a little before putting the microphone to his mouth.


Blade: Man that was one hell of a bumpy ride.

Blade points to the donkey who is now weeing on the steps as the crowd start to laugh at what they have just witnessed.

Blade does a face palm.

Blade: May be this was not such a great idea.

HE: Ya think Blade, You have just brought a Donkey to the ring were he has pooed and weed all over the arena.

HA: Come on Henry, Blade is trying to make a statement. and he thought it was best bringing the Donkey in.

Blade: Now you may be wondering why I am out here in the middle of the ring dressed as a cowboy, Well I shall tell you why, You see I have my cowboy boots on, I have my cowboy pants on, I have my cowboy shirts on and I have even got my Cowboy toy gun.

Blade grabs his gun and it fires it in the air with a little crack which wouldn't make a cat jump let alone a small child Blade shrugs his shoulders and puts the gun back in his holster as the crowd starts to laugh a little.

HA: Blade still hasn't told us why he is dressed like a cowboy Henry.

HE: He's just one big idiot and I think he should be fired anyway just for been just that.

Blade: Now here's the think I love this business always have always will and I will do any think that I think will make this place better again and be the best wrestling organisation in the land but to do that I have to start taking out all the crap that comes with it.

First in the Battle Royal I helped take out the peace of scum Hernandez and then hit the Puppet Master, Joshua with a swanton which gave me some sort of pay back, We are not done Joshua be leave you me.

HA: Blade still has his sights set on Joshua Henry.

HE: Blade must be mad going after that huge monster Harold, Joshua would rip his head off if he got hold of Blade.

Blade: And now this week I face Daniel Reilly one of the most cockiest men I have ever know, He has got a mouth on him like know one else and this is where the cowboy thing comes in I am sick of this guy mouthing off at every opportunity he gets well right here me (Blade pints to his chest) I am the new sheriff in town and I am here to take out all the crap that is in 6CW like I said before and Reilly you are just like my donkey which is in fact a Jackass and all that noise you make coming out of you're mouth is just what that Jackass did on the floor over there in the corner, By the way its still steaming.

HA: And it still smells Henry, Henry......

Harold looks towards his brother who is now wearing a gas mask, Henry just nods at Harold while Harold does a face palm.

Blade: And that wee that's near the steps that can be used to wash you're mouth out Reilly me and you are going to get physical in the ring and there is only going to be one out come and that is me kicking you're butt all over this arena and send you're a.s out of 6CW for ever.

The crowd starts to cheer loudly.

HA: Bold words from the former tag champ from the last era of 6CW Henry.

Henry just shrugs his shoulders as he can't speak for the gas mask cover his mouth.

Blade: Oh and one last thing, even though he is one of the most arrogant men ever to step inside I would like to welcome back the French Phenomenon that is Jerome Dubious but listen up Frenchy You get in my way and it will be the last thing that you ever did, Reilly I'm going to leave you this Jackass here at ring so as gift for you to remind you of what you are and to why I am here, Be ready for a fight Reilly because you're time is up.  




 


 

The Copper Box Arena comes to life as “€666” by I Killed The Prom Queen blasts from the speakers and the former EWF double champion The Viper Liam Wood bursts out on to the stage with a look of anger plastered across his face. Wood begins to pace the stage as a “Viper” chant begins to break out with parts of the audience but it is clear that Wood's attention is locked only on Costello, Wood stops in his tracks and the two men lock eyes, Costello lowers his mic and begins to grin smugly at Wood who pauses at the top of the stage.

HA: Business as they say is about to pick up ladies and gentlemen! The Copper Box Arena is ready to explode right now!

HE: Will Wood ever learn!? Once again he's letting his anger get the best of him...if he wants to blame anyone for what happened to Thunder then he should look in the mirror!

HA: What are you on about!? That's rubbish and you know it...

HE: Is it!? Wood has spent the last few months talking about how he was going to beat Thunder and show him just who was the best...Costello decided that enough was enough and simply did what Wood couldn't do...he should thank him really!

HA: Thank him!? Costello might have cost Thunder his career and despite what had happened over the past few months between Wood and Thunder they were still friends for nearly 15 years...

Wood and Costello continue to stare each other down as the tension in the Copper Box Arena begins to build up, Wood removes his EWF hoodie throwing it on the floor below him to reveal a Thunder t-shirt underneath to the cheers of the crowd, the camera cuts to Costello who laughs at Wood's t-shirt as Wood raises the microphone to his lips and finally beings to address Costello.

“You want me Vincent...well you've [bleep]ing got me...”

The Copper Box Arena begins to explode as Wood beats on his chest and beckons Costello to come at him, Costello leans back on the ropes and motions a yawn to the annoyance of Wood who continues to rant

“...I'm here to warn you though Vinnie...you might think that the title you won at Day Of Reckoning is your biggest concern but it's not...you're looking at your biggest concern RIGHT NOW! Two weeks ago you created something that you cannot stop...you started something that is about more than titles, it's about than bragging rights and it's about more than holding power in this damn company or some stupid law that you hide behind...At Day Of Reckoning when you decided that I was your next target you made this personal and you're gonna have to be ready because despite the fact that I've never beaten you...you have no idea who you're coming up against!”

The Viper chants get bigger as Wood's gaze continues to be locked on Costello

“You claim that you're here to “put my head on a spike” and end my career well I'm saying that you've tried many times before and I'm still here standing tall...you might be the man I cannot beat according to idiots like Henry Lloyd but to me you're the pitiful S.O.B who knows that in a one on one contest...you have no hope...each and every time we've faced off you've had to resort to cheating so this new threat doesn't fill me with fear at all! The thing is though, you better mean every word of it because they say that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger so unless you plan on putting me six feet down then you are not ready to face me because the fights we had before? They are nothing compared to the war that you have started and everyone else might buy in to this macho bullsh¡t but I can see right through it and when I'm done with you, everyone will see the coward you truly are!”

More fans start getting behind Wood as he begins to pace the stage again, Costello is still leaning on the ropes, he scowls at Wood as he continues to speak

“You see, you look at me and you think you know who I am! From day one you thought you had me figured out and I could see just how much you hated me...I don't blame you though...when you looked at me you saw a professional wrestler you saw someone who could do it all and couldn't be stopped...right now you're looking at the guy who made the so called B title the one to watch in EWF...the man who defeated FEAR and the superstar of the year in this very company!
So run your mouth and tell us all about how you've stolen three victories away from me because it doesn't matter when you're this jealous”

Costello yells at Wood and shakes his head as Wood lowers his microphone

The Copper Box arena is still buzzing over the Day of Reckoning PPV when the familiar sound of a heartbeat starts and the lights flash on and off at the sound of each beat. The crowd look to the aisle as  Harold and Henry Lloyd start to speak on commentary in hushed tones.

HA: With the finish of the Gateway to Glory match being so jaw dropping, it is easy to remember all the different stories that came out of the match. One of the talking points was the lack of emotion this man showed during the match.

HE: Joshua didn't succeed in what he intended however. It was clear from what he said last week that his impact would be terrifying. In truth it was nominal. One thing that did become clear is the similarities to the guy that eliminated him - one Edward Plague.

HA: It will be interesting to see what Joshua has to say about facing him and also teaming with the Lukas Takeo, the guy he eliminated......

HE: And of course facing Ojore, who lost the chance to become EWF World Champion.

The heartbeat continues but no-one appears on top of the rampway. In the end, it starts to die down as the houselights start to dim to near darkness. The crowd look around agitated as they look around the arena. Joshua doesn't show but the arena screen starts to come on. Very slowly, McCoy's head appears from the bottom of the screen. His face is distorted in a look of anger and his eyebrows are turned down. Some blood is dripping from the corner of his mouth and he starts to look from side to side at the audience that is watching him.

HA: I have yet to decide which of them is scariest. McCoy is only a wooden puppet but.......

HE: ................It is as if he has a mind of his own. Yes, I can tell you we both feel the same along with the rest of this capacity crowd.

Suddenly there is movement at the top of the aisle and Joshua starts to back down the ramp. His head is bleeding heavily and one side of his long black hair has turned a shade of claret. The audience soon see why, as Joshua starts to dab his bleeding forehead with his hair with each backward step. He continues to look up at the arena screen, paying no attention to the crowd. McCoy is staring down at him and his eyes move up as Joshua edges back towards the ring. His spine clatters against the ring apron as he suddenly comes out of his dazed like state and realises where he is. While still looking up at the screen at various intervals, Joshua walks around the ring and picks up a microphone as he goes. Sliding into the ring but then hurriedly looking up at the screen, Joshua starts to hold his hands up in a pleading nature as he mouths something under his breath.

HE: Whatever happened to these two after the end of the PPV, it wasn't pretty. Joshua, for once in his short 6CW career, looks vulnerable.

McCoy continues to stare from the screen as Joshua looks up at him. He then starts to speak, completely oblivious to the crowd and where he is:

I know that failure isn't an option..........But I tried..........I tried so hard..........Plans take a while to come true..........You have to realise that..........It will work..........it will work..........Give me more time..........

He stares up at the screen breathing heavily, which forces his hair to billow away from his face. McCoy seems to be staring straight back before he turns his head from side to side to look out at the crowd. His angry expression doesn't change all through this, as he returns to look at Joshua. After a few moments, McCoy starts to duck down out of view and the screen turns off. The houselights are still dimly lit as Joshua is left alone in the ring. The crowd start to boo and jeer, which forces Joshua to look around blankly. He seems lost in his own little world.

HA: The lost puppy is missing his master it seems.

HE: Who would have thought......the Puppet Master actually signifies McCoy not Joshua. It seems that wooden puppet has a lot of say in Joshua's world........even if he does it in total silence.

As the boos continue to ring out, suddenly a spotlight shines onto the top of the ramp. McCoy is seated there crossed legged and is looking down the aisle towards the ring. On sight of him, Joshua's confidence visibly grows and he stares around the arena with menace in his eyes. He smirks as the boos go on and slowly raises the microphone to his lips:

The uneducated vindicate their lack of knowledge..........by bleating like sheep in a show of their ignorance..........

He paces around the ring and the crowds boos grow louder. This seems to give him energy which makes Joshua climb one of the turnbuckles and address the so called sheep from his pulpit:

You boo..........for the only reason that you have no understanding..........NONE..........You jeer..........because you actually believe that it gives you power..........as you sit in the rafters..........and behind metal barricades..........What show of force do I have to perform..........for you to listen to my words..........and communicate to me..........once those words have been spoken..........

This still doesn't have any affect on the crowd. The boos still ring out and Joshua continues to look around him from under his long hair. He slowly turns towards McCoy, who is still bathed in spotlight and starts nodding his head. Joshua then gradually makes his way down from the turnbuckle and exits the ring. He walks up to the commentators table and rips a monitor from the desk, to the astonishment of Harold and Henry. Joshua slides back into the into the ring and holds the monitor in front of his face while looking at the screen. Then in one sudden movement, Joshua headbutts the monitor with such force that the screen shatters all over the canvas. A maniacal laugh sounds out just after and the spotlight on McCoy turns off. Joshua starts to kneel to the ground, still staring at the now damaged monitor, as the houselights start to come up. The crowd, stunned by what Joshua has just done, are now quiet. As the arena is bathed in light once more, we notice that McCoy has disappeared. Joshua takes the microphone with one hand and continues to stare into where the screen of the monitor used to be. His head continues to bleed heavily as he starts to speak slowly but deliberately:

How did the sheep look..........plastered on the TV screens on Sunday? ..........Was their viewing enough for you? ..........Did you see all that you dreamt of seeing? ..........How about if I told you..........and warned you..........that the real Sunday show..........never happened..........Wretched from my hands..........destroyed by another..........tarnished by not sheep..........but scum..........A man who sacrificed his chance..........to make a statement of intent..........Oh the TV screens loved that didn't they?..........loved the chance to ridicule the monster..........that promised so much..........and..........exactly opposite of what he predicted..........it was he that was forgotten..........not the victor..........

Joshua looks at the monitor for a few moments before leisurely chucking it over his shoulder and over the ropes to the outside. He then takes a moment to dab his bleeding head with his hair before continuing:

A plague has descended on this place..........but..........importantly..........it has infected what plans..........laid in store..........And for what? ..........To be recognised? ..........To be relevant? ..........While suicide should be applauded..........This infection should have realised..........or prayed..........that at that moment he died out..........For it is a weak minded fool..........not satisfied with living a life..........that deviates me from my path..........A path laid out to me by McCoys wisdom..........

He starts to stand and stare at the outside, as if imagining where he fell during the Gateway to Glory match:

And what is it you..........you dared utter to me? ..........A few choice words..........maybe crowing over your success..........before realising success brings with it..........hellish consequences..........You speak boldly..........You walk tall..........but you are still a sheep..........prepared to come to the alter..........and be a sacrifice to McCoy..........in repent of involving yourself..........in my deeds..........Have you ever..........truly..........come across a being..........that hears your words..........and laughs..........rather than shivers? ..........A being that curses..........the foulness you bring..........and realises that the level..........of the devil..........has not even nearly been reached..........by your hand..........

Joshua rubs his forehead and then looks down at the blood:

I pity..........whatever creature..........who believes they can scare..........someone who has witnessed..........and been responsible for..........more nightmares..........than he could have ever..........ever..........wished to have caused..........Your life is mere pittance..........for a life enriched..........with evil at its core..........And blood..........flowing endlessly..........but proudly..........from my veins..........and those mortals..........that dare crosses an immortal..........

He looks up at the aisle and pushes his hair away from his face. He chuckles slightly before returning his hair back to its original position. Slowly, Joshua walks over to the ropes as he then starts to speak again:

And do not be mistaken..........in my thirst for revenge..........that I have forgotten who else..........unlucky as they are..........to be a part of my next..........bloody..........battle..........A man bathed in fire..........which radiates from around him..........but not from inside him..........This Ojore..........This man of hardcore..........This sheep..........What price would he pay..........to actually see what hell could be unleashed..........From someone with gold..........that supposedly signifies..........that he has seen it already..........Would he actually..........even without wisdom..........like to touch..........and feel..........what pain could be given..........in that setting? ..........I say now..........I say it with no hint of fear..........that he is a sham..........a sheep in wolves clothing..........who will eradicate to ash..........the moment he is shown..........the inferno of hate that burns in my soul..........

He dabs his hair once more and rotates slowly on the spot, looking at the audience as he does so. He then picks up a piece of glass that was removed from the monitor. He stares at his reflection blankly before returning to the ropes. He looks up the ramp and starts to speak once more:

Lastly..........to the man mountain..........my partner..........What makes you think..........in your wildest dreams..........that I actually need someone..........a freak..........who I so easily eliminated? ..........Do you feel..........deserve even..........that you could ever..........stand beside me..........as an equal? ..........Make sure you don't let your head..........dictate your place on this..........wretched Earth..........For I will destroy..........again..........if you do not stand..........firmly behind me..........And that head.........obviously empty........will be crushed with mine..........

He moves away from the ropes and climbs one of the turnbuckles. He looks towards the curtain and points the piece of glass in its direction:

My path..........chosen by my saviour..........was turned on Sunday..........And for that reason..........three men..........not two..........must face the consequences..........If this place..........this so called federation..........wants to witness wickedness..........as a reaction to destiny being tarnished..........than Aftermath will be your theatre..........And the ending will be bloody..........painful..........and without feeling..........or remorse..........To those three men..........hand picked for hell..........I dare ask you..........can you share a ring..........with a whirlwind of hate..........and a tornado of sin?..........I dare ask..........have you lived..........a life you wanted..........before it correctly..........gets cut short?..........I dare ask..........without emotion..........but willing for sacrifice..........do you believe..........that things could not..........get any worse?..........I dare ask..........and would love to hear..........What..........Say..........You?!

Joshua chucks the microphone to the canvas and continues to stare up the aisle, his bloody forehead still dripping and the shard of glass still in his hand.

As Joshua stands in the ring the lights in the Copper Box Arena begin to flicker and the sound of laughing can be heard, the titatron begins to come to life as the laughter gets louder and the lights go down leaving the only light source from the huge screen, Joshua looks on intreged as a video begins to play. The scene in the video opens outside an old abandoned church in the middle of a large, desolate field, the camera shakes as it focuses on the run down church and the sound of distorted piano keys can be heard as the funeral march begins to echo from the small wooden building, the wind whips through the air as the camera shakes quickly before cutting to a wide shot of the interior of the church. The dark murky room is dimly lit by a row of candles each side of the pews, as the camera pans it focuses on the cracked and splintered walls as the music continues to play.

The church is packed with people dressed head to toe in black sat along the pews and a women sat playing the eerie funeral march on the old discordant piano that echoes poorly through the church. Suddenly the music quietens and the familiar chant of “NO CROSS..NO CROWN...ONLY EDWARD” can be heard as the members of the church have began to chant under their breath. Suddenly the doors swing open and the camera cuts to them as six men dressed head to toe in blood splattered white clothes enter carrying a coffin on their shoulders, they slowly walk to the stage of the church humming the funeral march as they do before placing the funeral upright on the stage, the music cuts away as the coffin door is tore open revealing the smiling face of Edward Plague peering with his dead eyes from inside the coffin, he steps out and drops to his knees before speaking to the procession.

“I felt the cold hand of death upon my shoulder...hehehe...but HE dragged me back in...hehehe...I felt the reaper reaching out his hand and offering me peace...hehehe...but THEY were there to save me..."

Edward stretches out his arm and screams to the sky

“...I HAVE BEEN REBORN...”

Slowly but surly Edward gets to his feet as the chants get louder, he begins to pace back and forth a sick smile covering his face at all times as he continues to speak

“It truly is a dark time we live in...hehehe...at Day Of Reckoning the machine grew stronger, it lost battles but it clearly won the war that was taking place...hehehe...I sat and watched as so called heroes gave up the fight and decided to tear each other apart in the name of glory...hehehe...I watched as the righteous fell in to the filth below and gave in to the greed that the machine held above their heads...hehehe...I told them to open their eyes but they closed them further shut and invited the darkness in to their homes...hehehe...they let it spread and infect their souls until they were driven to turn on the ones they loved...hehehe...all in the name of glory!?
Well I ask the sheep that claim to be the pure...hehehe...that claim to be the heroes...hehehe...I ask them if it was worth it but I already know that despite their objections...hehehe...despite their protests and despite their posturing that it wasn't worth it at all...”

Edward shakes his head and almost looks sad for a split second before snapping back to a smile, the chants get a little louder as Edward continues to speak to the people in the church

"...As I stood amongst the downfall of heroes I saw the darkness surround us all, I felt it suffocating the weak amongst us but as I stood their and witnessed the destruction caused by the machine I began to see a light in the distance...hehehe...I began to see that my message was slowly but surly tearing open the eyes of the ones around me and it pushed me to save them from the misled glory that they had been offered...hehehe...I could see a beacon in the distance and although their light was mislead and threatened to turn in to a fire that consumed them...hehehe...I was ready to bring them home...hehehe...I was ready to save them and teach them the truth and soon I will...hehehe...I am ready to become brothers in blood and I will take every step needed to pull them in to the light by my side even if I must sacrifice myself for them."

Edward looks to the sky and smiles

"You see...hehehe...this is a Brotherhood...hehehe...I only hold as much power as the smallest and weakest family member so that is why I fight for them...hehehe...that is why I teach them to breathe without my help...hehehe...I may lead and they may follow but they walk on their own...hehehe...I offer them nothing but love and they take it...hehehe...I teach them that greed and glory are the same man with a different smile across their face and they listen, they see...hehehe...they learn and they never forget...that is all they owe me...hehehe...I am but the saviour...hehehe...they are the soul."

The distorted piano begins to play again, this time the woman begins to play a piano version of CCClouds as Edward continues

"I have seen the machine...I have seen the darkness...I have FELT the light and now...hehehe...I have seen the message in another and if blood must run so they can truly feel the light then it will...hehehe...if bones must crumble for them to begin to walk beside me then they will...hehehe...and if lives must be destroyed for them then they will...

I am here to save the souls and purify the hearts of the men lost inside the halls of this machine...hehehe...I am here to spread the truth and bring about a change...hehehe...the darkness battles on but I am the light...hehehe...WE...ARE THE LIGHT...hehehe...now I know that the war is far from over and YOU will try to destroy me but I am here for YOU!

...and if I must...hehehe...I will bring out the demons from your very soul and let them consume...hehehe...I will die at your hands and allow you to see how far I will go.."

Edward spins around before launching at the crowd, he grabs one member and screams in their face

"...I WILL BRING THE MONSTERS OUT IN YOU..."

He pushes the member back to their seat and grabs another, screaming once again

"...I WILL DANCE WITH YOUR DEMONS..."

He spins around and this time faces the back of the church where the walls have been decorated in a thick red substance, in the substance the word BROTHERHOOD is written in massive letters...he screams out one last time

"...I WILL SAVE YOU..."

The camera cuts to a close up of his face as Edward pauses for a moment before smiling and staring almost through the lens

"...Join me..."

As Costello comes to an end of his speech the camera cuts to Wood who's eyes are still locked on the newly crowned 6CW UK Champion, he pauses for a moment before shaking his head and laughing to himself before replying to Costello.

Vinnie I'm sorry but you have it all wrong...I think it's actually you who has a point to prove when it comes down to Costello vs Wood

Costello laughs as even some of the fans begin to look confused

HE: What the hell is he on about!? Costello has never lost to Wood but he has a point to prove!? Wood is delusional!

Wood begins to pace, his eyes still on Costello as he begins to explain his claim

You see you're right on one thing, you are the man that I've never beaten...every time we've faced off you've found a way to get the victory but the truth is, when it comes down to it...you've never actually BEATEN me...I get it, you're the big, bad, tough guy who will do whatever it takes to get the job done but the truth is that you're not really all that tough are you Vinnie!?
Time and Time again you've used every trick in the book to get by and it's even the reason that you're holding that belt! Now while I think it's cute that you've packaged that 'anything goes' attitude up in to a catchy slogan lets just call 'Costello's Law' what it really is...

...it's a cover up for the fact that Vincent Costello is a little bitch...

Crowd: LITTLE BITCH *clap* *clap* *clap**clap**clap*

For the first time Wood looks away from Costello and looks around the arena laughing at the chant, Wood pauses to take in the sight of the packed out Copper Box Arena as Costello stands scowling at Wood

HA: It looks like these fans are getting back behind the former World Champion!

HE: Fickle idiots! Wood didn't care about them when he was focused on beating the life out of his former best friend...they sicken me!

...That's right isn't it Vinnie, Costello's Law is bullsh¡t...It's all front and behind it is an insecure BOY with Daddy issues and a preconceived idea of what a bad guy has to do...do you think Daddy is looking up at you and smiling as he watches his son 'play' the bad guy? I find it ironic actually...you come out here and claim that you're superior, that you're always ahead of me and you even go as far to say that you're the real best in the business but the truth is that even YOU don't believe that do you Vinnie!?

Because the truth is, if you really thought you were superior, that you were the better man then our history would look a little differently right? You wouldn't have had to rely on cheap shots and distractions to get the 'better' of me...you wouldn't have had to cover up those insecurities and that jealousy with that pair of brass knuckles...would you!?
You see, I find it funny that you stand in that ring and claim that I'm not and have never been a threat yet you had to resort to all those things just to beat me and until I you actually beat me I'll never go away, you'll never stop hearing about why I'm the best in the business because you'll never prove it wrong...now I get that you're not interested in actually proving anything I'm saying wrong because if we're being honest, you know that you can't...you're not a wrestler, you're little boy playing mafia boss and it doesn't matter how many titles you win that will never change...

Wood lowers the microphone for a second as Costello points at his title belt clearly mocking Wood for not holding a title, Wood looks at the title for a moment before lifting the microphone back to his lips.

...I find it ironic actually...when you were EWF World Champion you did nothing but run your mouth about how the TV Title was the 'B-Title' and now you're walking around like you're happy representing the UK Title...it seems that The Authority knows your place because the moment they could, they got you the hell away from the world title...and you're right, I am title less but the difference between me and you is this...The Authority has kept me away from the world title because they know that if they give me even the slightest chance, it'll be mine...the reason they've kept you away from the 'important' title...your words not mine...is because having you as a World Champion again would be a disgrace to the company, they know that you're not the man you claim you are and they shut you up by giving you a shot at a belt they just didn't care about...but congratulations anyway!

Wood mirrors the actions of Costello earlier placing the microphone under his arm and clapping as more and more of the fans begin to get back behind The Viper.

Wood smirks at the sight of Costello kicking the belt away and begins to reply

I have to say I'm a little disappointed with you right now Vinnie...back in the day when you said something people would sit up and listen because they knew you meant it but right now it feels like you're reading this from some bullsh¡t script...wow, did someone get you 'being a bad guy from dummies' for Christmas because I'd return it if I was you...this whole deal is really not putting the fear of death in to me, it's sad actually to see you like this...
You've become a cartoon of yourself...did you really think that any of this was going to get inside my head? It's nothing I haven't heard from a long line of people who've tried to get under my skin...

Wood begins to count on his fingers as he speaks

...Alex Garcia, E-Unit, Enforcer, Blade, Tyler Roth, Ojore, Daniel Reilly, Dario Machiavelli, Max Adamson...the list is never ending and you're just echoing what they've said time and time again...if you really want to push my buttons you're going to have to do better than this re-run...oh you don't think I'm as good as I say I am...SHOCK...oh you're going to bring up my girlfriend...HOW ORIGINAL!

As Wood mentions Emmy he shows a slight bit of anger but covers it up and continues to speak, as he speaks he paces the floor, a smirk returns to his face as Costello stares on with gritted teeth.

The thing is and it's something you'd never admit but I know you and I know that you have no concern for the rules and that you'll flaunt them time and time again to cover up your inadequacy when it comes to actually wrestling but I also know that despite holding a title in this company and being one of the “stand out” performers at Day Of Reckoning...you're just a shell of your former self...

…Over the past few months all you've done is bitch and moan about how your treatment in this company was unfair and instead of fighting for something and actually earning it, you hid behind your lawyer and cried over contracts so paint me as the one who's acting like a diva but when I had a problem with the Authority I stood up to them, when I had a problem with Thunder I stood up to him but as we all knew you took that chance away from me...you stole the chance I was waiting for to do something so now...my problem is with you and I honestly thought I was at rock bottom after Revolution but right now I can see a whole new level and people have been telling me since Day Of Reckoning not to drop down and meet you on it but I'm ready...

...the man you faced in our first match is dead...the man who lost his EWF title in a match with you is dead...the former double champion...the superstar of the year? I've buried him six feet deep and you're about to meet someone you really shouldn't have woken up...you stole my chance to show this world just what I could do so now it's down to me to show YOU just what I'll do to shut you the hell up!

The majority of the crowd are now on there feet as the tension builds, a massive “LETS GO VIPER” chat springs up and a few fans begin to shout “kick his ass for Thunder!” as Wood continues

At Day Of Reckoning you took away my chance at redemption, you took away the career of my best friend and you you woke me up to who I was becoming...the truth is this is about more than me beating you in a match...if I pin you or make you tap out then we'll just prove what everybody here knows that one day your luck will run out and I'll break your so called law...

...This is about karma, it's about you finally getting what you deserve...for too long you've walked around here accusing people of the actions that you yourself are guilty of, you've pushed people around and it's going to end...I am going to destroy you...so I hope these threats of ending my career aren't as empty and cliché as they look because this isn't a wrestling match anymore...

...it's life and death...

...it's survival...

...and who knows...maybe you're right and I'll never be able to beat you but if I'm going down...

...I'm dragging you to hell with me!

Wood drops the mic and stares at Costello as Wood walks back through the exit

HA: Shots have been fired, these two men are on a collision course and god help anyone who steps in there way!

As the screen goes off and Plague's face vanishes, Joshua stares at it blankly for a few moments. He starts to breath heavily and his hair wafts out with every large outgoing of air. He slowly lifts his the shard of glass into the sky, so that everyone can see it glistening in the lights. Joshua then brings it gradually down to his face. He takes the sharp end and rips it down his cheek. As Joshua continues to stare at the blank screen, small drips of blood drop down to the canvas. He holds his hand to his face and smudges it against his cheek. Very deliberately he climbs down from the turnbuckle and retrieves the microphone, still staring up at the screen. Moving towards the ropes, he lifts his hand palm out so that the blood is facing where Plague was talking moments before. Steadily, Joshua brings the microphone to his lips and starts to speak:

This blood..........the blood you see before you..........will never..........ever..........flow around your body..........This makes you no brother..........but a sheep to be slaughtered..........

He brings his arm down across his face and smears the blood up it, before starting to talk deliberately again:

Destruction of one..........so alike..........defeats a purpose..........The purpose of proving that what is said..........and what is done..........is completely invalid..........This brotherhood..........this binding of family..........is it because you yearn..........pray for..........something much bigger..........than what you could ever provide? ..........Is a greater whole..........so much uglier..........than your insignificant..........singular? ..........Is the machine..........that you are obsessed with..........steamrolling towards you..........devastating..........and unstoppable..........and you realise finally..........that your body will be crushed..........without others to withstand..........the supposed power? ..........

He brushes the hair from his head and dabs his cheek with his arm again:

Let me promise you..........as a small gesture..........one thing..........When the machine breaks your mind..........as well as your body..........I will be there..........But only at the end..........I will carry this body..........this fallen misguided fool..........and use you as I will use you..........in this very ring..........Use you for my own purpose..........I will carry you..........wounded..........bleeding..........and reacquaint you with a simple message..........a message I will say to you today..........and one you need to remember..........

He bows his head and hides the microphone from within his long black locks of air:

I do not want to destroy you..........my life has been  all about slow..........deliberate..........torture..........This will continue..........when I place your body..........back on the slab..........I will strive..........to keep you alive..........screaming..........begging..........pleading..........and then..........at the moment of your worlds end..........I will have the power..........and the evil streak..........to pull you from the abyss..........and back into pain..........For that light..........that you have deemed..........to have seen..........can come in many shades..........Pure white..........like the misguided sheep..........that surround this place..........Or the bleakest black..........calling you from the brink..........It is not darkness you will feel..........but the shadow of my form..........Hovering over you..........with a smaller shadow on my arm..........We are beyond devils..........This will be beyond hell..........and the rotation of obliteration will go on and on..........and on..........and on..........

He looks back up at the screen, still bleeding and addresses where Plague was:

No..........I do not want to destroy you..........for in my mind..........destruction is the final punctuation..........of a story that should never end..........The saga continues..........for the benefit..........of only the demon..........and his puppet..........

Joshua backs away from the ropes and lifts one arm in the air:

There will be no brotherhood..........because the name of Plague..........will die out..........Destroyed..........by his own hand..........in response to the prevention..........of intolerable pain..........

He bows his head once more and again breathes heavily. He slowly lifts his head back up to the curtain and lifts the microphone to his lips:

Now..........as I stand alone..........do we have anymore revelations?..........Anymore bodies to knife towards the edge..........before a noose round their neck..........brings them back from a jump to salvation? ..........What entities require my presence? ..........What sheep bleat for a chance to signify..........an importance lost on me? ..........What say you? ..........What..........say..........you?..........

He stares up the aisle as the crowd wait patiently.