6CW Anarchy Friday 30th May 2014

Live from the Copper Box, London
Start time: TBA

Match 1
Jimmy Phillips/Hobo/Robin Reborn/Bam Sparkleston vs Alexander Altair/Jax Cutler/Jackson Black/DeMarcus Brown

Match 2
Jack Hurst/Nicky Cassidy vs Jerome Dubois/Chaos

Match 3
Handicap Match
Liam Wood vs G.A.Y.S

Match 4
Lucas Takeo vs Edward Plague vs Joshua

Main Event
GazzyD/Max Adamson/Mike Masters/Nate Nack/Scott Harris vs Enforcer/Marty Helms/Jonathan Daniels/Daniel Reilly/???

« Beat the devils Tattoo » echoes across the arena, as the crowd start chanting « Non » as Dubois slowly makes his way out. Dubois is dressed in blue jeans, and a white tank top and a black leather jacket.

HA : The Phenomene Français is here !
HE : The man who cheap shot his way out of a match with Hurst !

HA : A man who is a former 6CW Champion, a man you need to show some respect to !

Dubois makes his way down the ramp towards the ring, ignoring the fans on the way in as he slides into the ring. Dubois then makes his way to the turnbuckle and is sits on the top of it perched staring at the top of the ramp.


JD: NON!!!!!!! NON!!!!!!! NON!!!!!!! NON!!!!!!! NON!!!!!!! NON!!!!!!!

Crowd burst into “NON!” chants as well.

Harold is on seen on his feet joining in the NON! Chant.

HE: Come on have some respect and sit down man, you have a job to do!

HA: You should stand up and join in with me this man is a legend!

JD: NON!!!!!!! NON,  Monsieur Hurst! You see mon ami, ze times have changed, because back when we first faced off, I had fallen from grace turned into some jobber by management…But now mon ami, no more…Now..haha…Now I say non!!! Because I am not just another 6CW superstar. Non mon ami, I…I am Jerome Dubois…Le Phenomene Francais, Ze French Crusader, and of course Capitaine Culture…Which mean I am a man with many accomplishments…Such as a former 6CW World Heavyweight Champion, a former 6CW Tag Team Champion, a former 6CW Freeweight Champion, and of course ze longest reigning Internet Champion in 6WF….

*Dubois points the mic to the crowd.

Crowd: History!!!

JD: Biensur! Which is why mon ami 6CW Anarchy was never going to be good enough for me…and it was never going to a big enough platform for ze world to witness someding special…Which is why I  laid out zis little plab because as always you jump to ze gun…You are a man who prides himself on respect, and passion, but because of that you let your emotions get ze better of your Monsieur Hurst…All it takes is a moment…a moment just like dat (Dubois snaps his fingers together), and a little low blow later, you rational thoughts go straight out of ze window…Instead you let your blindness and lack of intelligence get the better of you every time …You are oh so predictable! I mean really what did you expect? I know you better dan you know yourself because I spent ze best part of ze last 6 months watching every single of your matches, your interviews, to ze way you walk, and spoke, all for a purpose, a purpose dat is now gathering momentum as we get closer to it…I am not of course talking aout Anarchy, because mon ami zere was no chance in hell I was going to beat youon some second rate show, with zese second rate fans called…

Non….Non…Non…It deserves to be seen across ze world on ze grandest stage of dem all…Ze show dat I made Famous! Ze show where wrestlers become immortalized and remembered across history as being ze best and gods! Ze show where ze true talent rises to ze top, and dat show is Night of Glory mon ami…You see because what you fail to realise is dat I have ze advantage! I have been in 3 Night of Glory matches mon ami, how many have you been in? Hein? Un? Deux? Ou tout juste ZERO! You see Night of Glory is different from Anarchy…First of you all you will be surrounded by my French fans who I vow to pay for dere tickets to get dem in dere thousands into ze arena! But more importantly it is also ze one moment of ze year dat ze whole world tunes into to 6CW...It is ze one moment, where individuals make and create history by putting on some of ze greatest matches dat have ever been seen…Such as Cobra vs Myself Le Phenomene Francais Jerome Dubois in a Chamber of Horrors Match! A match dat is still spoken about today as one of ze greatest matches in 6CW History….

Crowd: Cobra!!!!! Cobra!!!! Cobra!!!!

HE: It was one of the most brutal matches I had ever witness.

HA: And Cobra coming out on top what a moment that was…

JD: You see Hurst, when I get my redemption, my vindication, I want ze whole world to see it, I want ze whole world to see how I have exposed you, as dey finally see you for what you really are…A no good thug, just like all ze other English pigs in zis pathetic country! You see Hurst while you pride yourself as ze resident gentlemen, deep, deep, down you are just afraid to accept yourself for what you are really are… And dat is a thug Hurst! You have lost your sense of identity by portraying yourself as a part of history, as ze stereotype! But you are outdated…But you remain stubborn because you know dat you will stop becoming a symbol of hope for zis country, and you know dat dese people won’t accept you for what you really are, but more importantly you will sink into ze British world and become just another man, while right now…now you are different…You are not a commoner…You JACK HURST!!!!

Dubois pauses as the crowd gives a loud pop.

JD: Yes Cheer for him! Ze Resident Gentlemen!!!  Chant his name! Because I guarantee you dat come Night of Glory dis man will feel ze pain…ZE humiliation…ze lack of respect he showed me as I show ze world dat Monsieur Hurst is not an idol! Is not a gentlemen, and he is barely a wrestler! I maintain what I said since day one Monsieur Hurst you have failed…You have failed as a wrestler, and as a member of ze British Population, because you have let each and everyone of dese people down…You have let dem down by failing to reach ze heights dat you set yourself as to date your greatest achievement has been beating me…But dat will soon become an after thought, because come Night of Glory I will take everything away from you, just like you did to me…I will take away your fans…your history in zis business, but more importantly I will leave your career in jeapordy…Because Jack zis time ze spotlight isn’t on me…it is on you…

Ze world will be watching you Jack…Millions upon millions of people will be watching you, and you only in hope dat ze fans favourite, and ze bookies favourite comes out on top, but once you fail just like I know you will, you will zen be left with nodding, and nowhere to go…All you will be left with is my hand outstretch waiting for you to do ze right ding, and dat is to put your little thuggish to one side, and be ze good little gentlemen dat I know you can be, and shake ze hand of ze better man…and dat man mon ami…is…..me! Jerome………

Crowd: Dubois!!!!

Dubois drops the mic as “Beat the Devils Tattoo” Hits as Dubois make his way to the ropes.

HE: Dubois has become obsessed with Jack Hurst, this is almost creepy!

HA: Can you blame the man he was humiliated by a second rate superstar a man who shouldn’t even be in the same ring as Jerome Dubois!

The scene opens in the backstage area we see Christy James and a camera crew helping themselves to the complimentary buffet, the crew fill their plates and head to sit around a table leaving Christy alone at the buffet cart. Another figure then walks into shot wearing the distinctive attire of DeMarcus Brown, Brown then also approaches the cart and stands next to Christy, he picks up an empty plate and studies the food on offer before saying something unrecognisable and dropping his plate to the floor. Brown turns to leave when a disgruntled Christy shouts after him

CJ: You not going to clean that up

Brown stops in his tracks and slowly turns around to face Christy

DB: Do I look like the cleaner? If it bothers you that much feel free, but that’s not my job.

CJ: It might not be your job but you caused this

DB: Look baby doll if anyone’s to blame here it’s whoever put this shih together, I know you British got a problem with cash flow at the mo, but jeez what even is some of this, I bet Blade gets better food from the soup station. I see you seem to have few complaints judging by the mountain your building up.

DeMarcus laughs at his own joke

CJ: Look just because you having a bad day, doesn’t mean you have to make everyone else suffer

DB: Who said I was having a bad day

CJ: Please we’ve all seen you sulking about the place, no doubt in some way due to Jax Cutler getting one over on you.

Demarcus takes another step closer to Christy

DB: I don’t think I follow?

CJ: Come on DeMarcus we all know you by now, you like nothing more than showing everyone just how good you are and Jax took that opportunity away from you and on your return to action.

DB: You think I really have a problem that Jax go the pin, I got a lot of problems but that just aint one. We were a team the team won why should I have any complaints that match meant zip to me. Seriously sister you need to get a hold of your emotions before you start interrogating others that mouth of yours is always getting you into trouble, you would have thought you’d know how to keep it sealed. Of course I suppose it might just be that time you women should just stay away from everybody, I bet that’s why your crew are sat as far away from you as they can get, no doubt as sick of your whining as I am.

Christy stares daggers at Brown

CJ: haven’t you got a match you should be preparing for.

DB: What you don’t think Jax could do it all by himself, you seemed so sure earlier, surely with him having my back I wouldn’t need to prepare anything and can spend more time with you, my favourite member of 6CW staff. Besides that why should I even give a damn about this match, that ring will be full of dudes full of testosterone looking to get one over each other ahead of the ladder match at Night of Glory. See me I’m the smart one always have been you know what they called me in school?

CJ: Humour me

DB: Demarcus Brown of course what else would they call me, use your brain. So whilst all these guys are trying to outperform one another, thinking that they can gain some kind of advantage by a good showing in that match, I’ll be taking it easy conserving me enjoy for when it really matters, heck if I don’t get a tag at all in that match I’ll be a very happy man, not only will I still get my greens that week but I’ll be fresh and get a good long look at everybody else who thinks there worthy of the international title, the result this week doesn’t matter. Normally I’m a man who likes to be on top and in control, but this week I’ll let some other brother give it a go, knowing full well that the week after they will know there place once more.

CJ: You really think you have this all figured out don’t you Demarcus

DB: Yes of course I do I’m DeMarcus Brown I not one of these other fools you find hangin around the back, I’m the man Christy, I’m going to be the new International champion. I might have been out of action for a few months and some of these guys may think I’m not ring ready and not a threat to them, but believe me I have the most important factor surging through my veins and that is the desire to fight. The fact these guys think because I haven’t been in a ring for months before my return last week is like the sound of Tupac to my ears, why would I need time in that ring to prepare for a fight when I’ve been fighting my whole life. You feel me sister. I’m coming out at Night of Glory all guns blazing and will mow down any playa who gets in my way, it’s not how you start but how you finish and from looks of it most of these guys think this week is the start of our match, no this is just a warm up, a chance to stretch the muscles, so steal a phrase “Let Them Fight” but those beeatches aint gonna know what’s hit them come the time when it matters, the time when I rise above all over them and take that crown for myself. You might have to get used to calling me Sir Christy when I’m international champion that will be my first decree

CJ: It’s a title not a knighthood

DB: That is true but in this company it might well as be, who knows Christy one day it could be you kneeling in front of me and I’ll show you my big sword.

DeMarcus takes an apple from the cart and takes a bite, before smiling at Christy, he begins to talk as bit of apple fly out towards Christy

DB: Oh and go easy on the cake, nobody will want to see your ass in a miniskirt when you weigh two hundred pounds

With that comment Demarcus drops the apple and walks off set leaving Christy alone as the scene fades

roverstdt wrote:
Dubois drops the mic as “Beat the Devils Tattoo” Hits as Dubois make his way to the ropes.

*As Dubois leans through the ropes to the outside Prince Charming blasts out of the speakers and the arena erupts...

HA: It looks like Jack Hurst has had enough of Dubois' diatribe!

*Hurst comes through the curtains and bows to the excited fans. He holds a mic that he swings in his hand. Dubois steps back into the ring, looking increasingly annoyed.

JH: Not exactly Charles de Gaulle, eh froggy! You talk and talk and talk, yet you never seem quite ready for a fight...so maybe I should bring the fight to you?

*The crowd pop loudly as Hurst starts walking towards the ring. Dubois retreats back to the far ropes, but Hurst stops. He laughs to himself

JH: Retreating already? Fine...we'll talk. Your words do hold interest with me, Jerome. For every demeaning remark you make about me, Dubois, I do respect you. Well, I respect what you've achieved. Huge matches and titles on the biggest of stages. I can't match your CV. But I surpass your ability. I beat you before when you threw it all at me. You put it all on the line. You tried to play the games with me, tried to get into my head. Alas, the pressure you threw at me came raining down on you. You tried to vindicate your resurrection then and you couldn't achieve the standards you had set for yourself. So can you deal with it all again? You not only face me, Jerome, you face your past. You speak of Cobra

*The crowd pop and start a COBRA, COBRA chant

JH: A man that they still want to see. But not only do you have to worry about beating me, but you have to fight your fears too. That fear, the fear of irrelevance. Could you do all that again? Would you survive a Chambers of Horror match with Cobra today? The best of me stands in my path, it's a real good bet the best is yet to come.

Maybe, just maybe, you've realised the path is worn for Jerome Dubois. So, the question at Night of Glory...has Dubois seen and passed his peak?"

The scene opens in the backstage locker rooms of the Copper Box, standing facing a mirror, dressed head to toe in a dinner suit and smoking jacket accessorised with a cane and monocle is Ice Cold Nicky Cassidy....

Cassidy: Evening governor, how's the old trouble and strife? (In a fake British cockney accent)

As he continues the other half of wild stallions, Billy Shaw enters the room

Shaw: What on earth are you doing Nicky? You sound like a poor mans Dick Van Dyke!

Cassidy: Sorry old bean, I have no idea what your talking about, don't get yourself in a right two and eight!

Shaw: Seriously, did Costello give you brain damage last week when he cleaned your clock?

Cassidy: God damn it Billy Bob you can never just go with flow can you?! Haven't you seen, tonight I'm teaming with the last gentleman of professional wrestling, England's finest Jack Hurst!

Shaw: And what does that have to do with that god awful accent?!

Cassidy: I'm practicing to be a true Brit, stiff upper lip and all that, afternoon tea, for king and country my good man! If Mr Hurst and I stand any chance of bringing down the French Revolution and that deranged nut job Chaos, we need to be more than just tag partners tonight, we need to be on the same page, on the same wave length.

Shaw: Nicky, you can find logic in even the most illogical situations.

Cassidy: Thank you me old mucca!

Shaw: That wasn't really meant as a compl....never mind, so anyway check this out I just got back from chatting to Hobo...

Cassidy: You mean Rufus?!

Shaw: Yeah sure whatever, Rufus. And he said that if we want to succeed in this business and defeat chaos at night of glory we need use the force!

Cassidy: Of course why didn't I think of that the force! What exactly is 'the force'?

Shaw: I'm not quite sure but I know we can figure it out

Cassidy: Ummmmm, the force, the force, wow that's a thinker! Anyway William old chap I must be on my way, I have to see a man about a dog and do something that involves apples and both pairs at the same time, I have no idea what it is but it's sounds delicious... Catch ya later dude.

Shaw puts his head in his hands as Cassidy struts out of the locker room...

The lights go out in the arena as a video begins to roll on the titantron. The video shows highlights of the match between Enforcer & Nate Nack vs Mike Masters and Scott Harris. The video comes to an end with the final shot of Masters and Harris face to face with neither man backing down.

As the clip ends, "Born a Champion" hits as the crowd get on their feet as Masters comes out to a huge ovation with blue and pinks lights flashing around the arena. Masters comes out wearing the Night of Glory promo t-shirt and jeans as he grabs a microphone before entering the ring.

MM: Ladies and gentlemen, the Masterful one is here! You know, were so close, so close to the biggest night in 6CW history and i'm so exicted, I geniuenly can't wait. I'm mean look at me, I'm sporting the Night of Glory t-shirt, im really geeking out right now and I can't keep my emotions in. Oh wait wait, sorry, I just remembered, I got told before I came out to promote this t-shirt. So folks, after the shows done, after I've finished entertaining you guys, run over to the merchandise stand and by this t-shirt. Hell there's a little section for Mike Masters there feel free to buy some of mine too, show 6CW management who should be top dawg around here. But enough of me jabbering about that, I mean you guys get the deal, Night of Glory, it's that time of the year, this is like wrestlings boom period. But now let me talk some Anarchy shall I, let me talk about some of the recent events. Let me, show you a picture worth a thousand words...

The picture shows Masters and Harris face to face after their loss to this past Anarchy.

MM: Look at that, does that look like a team? Does that look like the current tag team champions of 6CW? *A huge "NO" from the crowd*. I didn't think so. I really don't know what to say anymore. I mean, please someone tell me, someone tell me who is to blame? I mean is it me? Am I really the cause for of this? I mean I did get caught with Kelsey Calihan...but I mean, come on, look at me, look at my face, look at this smile, look these incredible blonde locks of mine I mean seriously does anyone even blame Kelsey for what she did? I certainly don't because im nothing short of perfection. That "classy" girl couldn't resist me but thats nothing but an afterthought. Then there was those conversations with Hernandez, listen does anyone even take that big goop seriously? He's nothing more than a puppet who can't detach away from his strings so he's nothing to worry about. I'm fine, im not the problem but that means Harris is right?

MM: You see I don't care about the shirt, I don't care about anything to do with the Authority. Harris. Mmm, Harris. I think the reason that we can't co exist is because of you Harris. Surprise right? Last week in our tag match, I was in the ring and I was doing what I do best which is run circles around my opponent, I was showing off, sue me. I had the match won, but then you got involved and what happens? We lost. Just like every other time we lose, it's always you that takes the bait. And I hate, hate to always bring this up but every since "the secret" became a big deal, the Sharpshooter has been losing his touch. I told you last week not to make this secret my business, us losing is making this secret my business because because we're the freaking tag team champions but you're secret is diminishing your performance. I repeat, we're the tag team champions, your problems our my problems. We go into Night of Glory as champs but right now, I don't see us coming out as champs.

MM: The Authority may have started this, but i'm ending this Scott. You need to let the whole word know what you're secret is otherwise this tag team will no longer exist. Hell, I'll go solo if I have to, I can do that...because i'm that damn good.

Mike Masters drops the microphone and stares at the camera intensely will giving a smirk.

STRONGER by Kanye West blares out and Robin Reborn springs onto the stage, spinning around for the fans as they cheer for the daredevil of 6CW. He sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring

HA: Looks like Robin Reborn isn't waiting for his match to start the party tonight

*Reborn grabs a mic and, just as Henry starts to reply to his brother, Reborn cuts in ahead of him

RR: No, no, no Henry, none of your nonsense, there's business to be done tonight. For all the fans watching at home...you can thank me for interrupting that moron!

*The crowd pop and start a Henry Sucks! chant...

HE: What a moron

*Robin is in the ring laughing and carries on as the noise dies down.

RR: I'm out here tonight to address my match. Night of Glory is just one show away, but each of us 8 lucky contenders has got to survive this evening's affair before we get our shot at glory. The International Championship. What an honour it is to go out there and fight for that belt. I promise you, ladies and gentlemen, that Robin Reborn is gonna show you things you didn't think possible when the ladders come out on the biggest stage of them all.

*The crowd pop again

RR: But tonight, tonight 3 of my opponents on that fateful night will be my allies in the ring. Hobo *pop*, that boy Bam Sparkleston *pop* and The Talent Jimmy Phillips *pop* will stand beside me. And these men, like I do, know that only a few nights away is a night we'll do anything to see the other man too hurt to climb a ladder. But thats the business, and they respect the hell out of each other and I respect them. However, the 4 on the otherside, well, they're a different story.

*Boos ring out before Reborn can even name them

RR: I'd list em all but you know the guys I mean. Honour isn't a word in their vocabulary. They'll use every dirty trick in the book to take a win. They don't get what this business is really about. When all is said and done, I want the fans to remember Robin Reborn. At Night of Glory, I'll do things you'll never forget.

*Reborn pauses and looks down the ramp

RR: So, I thought I'd come out here and get things started. Come on gentlemen, you know you've heard too much of me. Friend or foe alike, come tell the world why Night of Glory is your story, not mine...

*Reborn takes a step back and leans on the ropes on the far side of the ring, waiting for anyone to come face him

The cameras cut backstage to Bam’s phone with Bam with his usual grinning face beaming into it.

BS: ERMAHGERD!!! Sparky and Hobo were like Totes Amazeballs out there the other night, it was like proper Old Skool Trash TV, you Hobo (Bam pans the camera over to Hobo sat in the locker room looking disinterested) and me Bam Sparkleston taking the role of Big E! Did you feel it Hobo, the electricity, the excitement with the fans, we’re like the new Bennifer, the new Brangelina, we’re BAMBO!

Hobo: We’re not the new Trash TV kid and you certainly aren’t Enforcer, firstly you’re a good 100lbs lighter and a lot greener in the ring. That reaction was like a ripple compared to the heady days of Trash TV, walking down to the ring with Hulkster, Diablo, the Producers and Enforcer, those were the days!

BS: But we could restore those days, get back the old gang! Justin Lee Collins may not want to do another ‘Bring back’ anymore what with his misdemeanours but what’s stopping you reaching out to the guys?

Hobo: Diablo’s last known whereabouts were in some rehab clinic in Thailand, the Producers are working on some reality show on Channel 5, Trish Stratus is dropping kids, Hulkster’s batteries leaked all over the back seat of my car a few weeks ago so he’s in my garage currently, Hero, well seriously no-one wants him turning up and Enforcer... let’s just say we’re not on the best speaking terms currently.

Bam: OH EM GEE!! Mr Neg A. Tivi T! How about an all new, all shiny, improved Trash TV v2.0. Spoiler Alert REBOOT!. Who needs those old guys hey? Old news, out with the trash like literally! Like take a look at this and tell me that this just doesn’t scream Hashtag Awesome!

Bam pulls out of an Aldi carrier bag a large cushion and hands it to Hobo then points the camera at Hobo to see his reaction.

Hobo: Erm, it’s a large cushion...with what appears to be mine and your face cross stitched onto it and BAMBO BFF in a heart written underneath?

BS: Yeah it’s like just soooooo amazing! I was up all night doing that for you, I hope you like it!

Hobo: It’s erm different, may I ask why I appear to have some form of stroke down one side of my face and what looks like a dog’s ear?

BS: I got mixed up with another pattern I found online with a King Charles Spaniel, if we took it to production I’d make sure that wasn’t there.

Hobo: No probably for the best. What you doing now??

Bam sees his chance and grabs Hobo close and poses for the camera with the cushion between them.

BS: PHOTOBOMB DOUBLE SELFZ!

Hobo feigns a smile for him as the photo is taken, as it’s done Bam quickly turns to Hobo and licks the side of his face.

Hobo: you didn’t just do that did you?

BS: Do what?

Hobo: Did you just lick me?

BS: Nooooo!!! What do you take me for , some kind of fruitloop fanboy (nervous laugh)?

Hobo: Erm, I think I need to get changed now, probably best if we meet up again some other time?

BS: Meet again? Just the pair of us? Yeah sure!

Bam stays sat opposite Hobo and there’s an uneasy silence as Bam just smiles at Hobo.

Hobo: So you going then?

Bam: Oh okay.

Bam gets up slowly and makes his way to the door as Hobo starts to get changed, he mutters under his breath ‘tastes like chicken’ and smiles before glancing back at Hobo in his pants and leaving the room.

"Watch me shine" blasts out the speakers, and the crowd are instant in hurling abuse towards the entrance ramp. Jackson Black swaggers out on the ramp, dressed in a smart navy suit. He laps up the abuse, strecthing his arm (ala Orton) to further antagonise the crowd. He walks towards the ring, toying with a few of the younger audience members desperate for Black to acknowledge them, by sticking a hand out to only pull it away before they can make contact.

He over zealously laughes to himself before entering the ring, barking orders at a ringside attendant who passes him a microphone.

"THANK YOU!! THANK YOU!!" Jackson shouts into the mic, in a tone only described as
wholeheartdly mocking the crowd.

"As each week passes, I feel the love and warmth only grow from my hoardes of adoring fans. I can only thank you formaking my return to 6CW so enjoyable.

Now, lets get down to why I have come out here. This past week on Anarchy, I showed you all what has been missing from the ranks here in 6CW, someone that can string together a series of moves that make you all stand up and notice. I showed you all how a two time, a TWO TIME!! , All American wrestles. A technical masterpiece delivered in only first gear.

You see, at Anarchy, I went easy on Robin Reborn. I decided to toy with guy, give him a sense of belief that he could mix it up with the finest in pro wrestling. Even in first gear, I showed the reason why I was the first ever 6CW International Champion. I showed the reason why I was in the main event last time I was in 6CW. I showed the reason why at Night of Glory I will walk out of the London O2 arena as 6CW International Champion and begin my journey of redemption.

At Night of Glory I won't be in first gear, I will be at the top of my game. I will destroy everyone in that ladder match, leaving nobody capable of stopping me climbing that ladder and collecting what I rightfully mine. Jackson Black's name will once again be engraved in the 6CW International Championship.

However, before we get to Night of Glory we have a little 8 man tag team match to be had. The powers that be see it only right that the fans get a little taster of what is to come in London on the 9th June. If the fans want a little taste of what is to come then Jackson Black is more than happy to oblige."

Jackson laps up the boos.

"Boo all you want, because I know you all appreciate the talents of Jackson Black. I'll take on the four men put across from me all on my own, is such the incompetance of the men I have been teamed with. Jackson Black will once again school those who feel worthy enough to be in the ring alongside me. Anarchy will come and go, Jackson will be the one stood tall. Night of glory will arrive and the same outcome is inevitable.

Jackson Black will be 6CW International Champion, for Jackson Black IS GOD!!"

Black throws his microphone to the mat, and taunts the crowd as he exits the arena.

Alexander Altair is stood backstage, he is dressed in a smart blue suit and red tie, freshly shaven he removes his sunglasses

TA: My guest at th...................

AA: Really, that's what you start with?

How many times have we done this and thats all the creativity you can muster?
I'm not sure what kind of pittance you are paid on a monthly basis but what ever it is way too much. Even Christy puts you to shame and that is not something I ever expected to say

Allen looks dumbstruck as Altair continues
AA: And now you want me to ask the questions as well?

My god Tim, why don't you just sit the hell down and let me get this out of the way, remember you asked me to stop and talk. I was heading to an important meeting with Mr Jones, where no doubt he wanted to inform me of his plans to ensure I am the next 6CW International Champion and yet I am stood here with a man with the mental capacity of an infant...... No I take that back an infant has the capability to learn, you are inept at the highest level and learning anything is clearly beyond your abilities. I am surprised you are able to tie your laces before you leave the house although I would guess you still live at home with your parents and they do all that for you

Altair moves an eye to Allen who avoids eye contact

AA: I'll take that as a yes then Tim and if you can't muster up the brain power to throw any questions my way then I don't seee why we should continue this merriment any longer

Allen remains silent and Altair throws the mic at the interviewer

AA: Let's not do this again any time soon. OK!

Allen nods before reaching down and picking up the mic on the floor as Altair strides away

AA: Imbecile!!

(A very nervous Timothy Allen is stood with a microphone)

TA: My guests at this time, the Guys Against Y-chromosome Sickos, Molly Coddle and Percy Percival...

(Percy and Molly walk into shot, Percy is wearing a purple PVC shorts and waistcoat combo, Molly wearing the same colours but in trouser and vest form, both men look happy as they stand uncomfortably close to Tim Allen)

TA: Guys, what are your thoughts about your match tonight?

Percy: I'm so happy, tonight Molly and I have Wood.

Molly: Not only that, we're facing the Viper...

(Percy and Molly high five and laugh camply)

Percy: We have a chance to show 6CW that the Guys Against Y-chromosome Sickos are not a novelty act. We can take the Y-chromosome sicko known as Liam Wood and make him suffer for his sins.

TA: What sins has Liam Wood actually committed though guys? From the view of most of us, Liam Wood has gone through a personal rivalry with a close friend of his before being the victim of Vincent Costello!

Percy: That's such a homophobic viewpoint...

(Percy and Molly both get into Tim Allen's face, Allen looks incredibly uncomfortable as the noses of both men press into Allen's cheeks)

Percy: We don't like homophobes... But we're willing to give you the benefit of the doubt. Liam Wood, he's not so lucky... G.A.Y.S are going to begin the night staring Wood in the face, G.A.Y.S are going to face Wood directly in our face, Wood will be coming right at us, and it will take both of us to handle Wood... But at the end of the night, it will be a simple matter of Percy Percival and Molly Coddle, looking down at Wood. Visualise it Timothy Allen, VISUALISE IT!

(Percy and Molly laugh as they walk away, leaving Allen looking slightly shaken up)

(Max Adamson is sat alone, he is cradling the 6CW World Heavyweight Championship, he is deep in thought as he speaks into the camera)

Max: At Night of Glory, I, Max Adamson, will be entering into a war against Nate Nack, and one of GazzyD or Enforcer. It will be a war because I know it isn't going to be a traditional war. It wont be a traditional triple threat match. If Gazzy wins, it could be rosy, Gazzy and I work together and emerge from Night of Glory as EWF and 6CW World Champions. But if Enforcer wins, it opens a whole can of worms. A can of worms known as the Authority... The Authority are the evil lurking beneath 6CW. They will involve themselves in the EWF Championship match, and if Enforcer wins, they will involve themselves in the match for MY 6CW Championship...

(Adamson leans forward before continuing)

Max: ...If only there were some way we could physically weaken and get at the Authority before Night of Glory...

(Adamson smirks and stands up)

Max: We are still feeling the effects of what the Authority did to GazzyD last week, the brutal beatdown, making me watch and rendering me unable to help... But if the Authority think that will work against me, against us, they could not be more wrong. The image of Gazzy beaten and bloodied, being handcuffed to the ropes and being so... Helpless. If the Authority think that will mentally be an issue to me, then I have a personal message I shall be hand delivering inside that very ring!

(Adamson's voice gets strained and louder as he continues)

Max: I don't give a damn who the extra Authority member is. The mystery guy, along with Daniel Reilly, Marty Helms, Jonathan Daniels, and Enforcer. My message is heartfelt, personal, physical and I assure you, painful. Max Adamson is on a mission to leave Night of Glory the way he will enter it. As the 6CW World Heavyweight Champion. And I don't care which of you want to bring the fight to me, with God as my witness I am telling you all, you have not seen anything yet. You all saw what I went through in my war with GazzyD, you all know what I've been through throughout my entire career to be here today. And that is nothing compared to what I will go through to ensure I beat you.

(Adamson calms down a little before continuing)

Max: I am definitely not overlooking Nate Nack, I am not overlooking GazzyD either. But Enforcer, this thing brewing between us, it goes deeper than a simple rivalry over World Championships. This goes way, way back. You can hide behind the rest of the Authority if it suits you, you can pretend you're this uncrowned king, just waiting to defeat me and take my title to complete your set. But you're still the man you once were. Hobo's bodyguard. Diablo's lackey. Trash TV's bitch.

(Adamson smirks once again)

Max: The entire Authority wants to take control of 6CW. Tonight, the superstars of 6CW will show the Authority exactly who's in control.

*In the dark depths of the graveyard, the lone figure of Lukas Takeo sits rocking back and forth*

Takeo: "Plague. Joshua. Its Takeo Time now my friends."

*Takeo continues to rock back and forth saying "Takeo time" as the short video cuts off...*