6CW PRESENTS NIGHT OF GLORY V (LIVE COVERAGE BEGINS AT 8PM)

*The production team are currently putting the finishing touches on the 02 Arena. Several 6CW superstars have already arrived at the building and are currently relaxing ahead of what promises to be the biggest night in 6CW history.

(The following took place moments ago)

*A limousine is shown arriving at the 02 Arena. The driver opens the back-door and Mr Jones steps out, dressed in a designer grey suit. He looks around with an air of anticipation and then shakes his head as Christy James comes rushing into view.

James: Mr Jones...less than five hours now until Night of Glory begins, can we get a quick word with you about tonight's show?

Mr Jones: I am a busy man, Miss James, and right now I don't have the time to conduct inane interviews with educationally challenged individuals...

*Christy looks affronted but not put off.

James: It is twenty four months since the last Night of Glory event, sixteen months since the re-birth of this company. This is an event that, historically, is well known for making a statement to the rest of the wrestling world. What can we expect this evening?

Mr Jones: Miss James, I will humour you for a moment and then I advise you leave me be until we go on air. I can assure everyone in the wrestling community and the millions of 6CW fans around the world that tonight is going to be unlike any you have ever witnessed before. It was my vision when I took control of this company that by time this night arrived we would be a major player in this industry; but even I could not have imagined that we would have become THE major player.

6CW has been setting the world alight since 2009, the unappreciated gold standard, but never have the accolades of greatness been forthcoming. Tonight, I guarantee that is all about to change.

When the curtain falls on this evening I give my word that every man, woman and child who has an interest in this profession will know that 6CW is, by far, the standard bearer when it comes to wrestling entertainment.

You want a statement, Miss James? Then watch the show because you are going to get a whole lot more than you bargained for.

Now if you will excuse me...

(A security team arrives on the scene to escort Mr Jones into the building as Christy James is left standing with a curious look on her face)

The screen is black and a grainy 6CW banner flickers in and out of focus

Voiceover: A dream borne out of the ashes of the past

*Video footage plays*

The “6CW” Logo appears on screen.

The opening scene of the new 6CW is of the outside of a small sports arena. Groups of fans are walking about wearing t shirts of various ex 6CW superstars. Inside is a small, and very low key stage area that holds no more than 600 fans, “6 –C-W” chants are echoing across the packed out room. There are no pyros, fireworks or special effects; in the place of a titantron at the top of the ramp is a projector screen.

The new 6CW appears to be stripped back to basics.

We get a shot of the ring; the entire 6CW roster is seen standing around it seemingly waiting for the arrival of somebody.

HE: After what has seemed like an eternity, 6CW has returned to your screens!

HA: Not only that. But Harold and Henry are back together!

HE: Pleasure to have you here, Harold, and let the past stay in the past. We have got over our differences during a drunken Christmas period and now we look forward together, to the future.

This is a new era in 6CW, new rivalries, new personnel, and a new show!

HA: Speaking of a new show, welcome to Wednesday Night Esca…

HE: Anarchy!

HA: I think it will take some time for me to get used to that Henry. Anyway, we have the whole roster waiting around the ring here; it seems that the new owner wishes to make a statement.

The entire 6CW universe is watching and waiting.

HE: But who is the new owner?

Mike Bell is seen standing from his chair and he grabs a microphone.

MB: Ladies and Gentlemen, please stand as we welcome the new Chairman of the Board and owner of 6CW…..


Dean Andrews!!!


“Porn Star Dancing” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5DsT1N9qh4 by My Darkest Days.

The arena gives a small pop as they wait in anticipation to see who emerges.

A shadow emerges through a silver curtain wearing a navy blue suit with a white shirt. He strides down the ramp with authority, makes his way up the steps, and into the ring, nudging past GazzyD. The man calls for a microphone he stares across the 4 corners of the ring enjoying his moment. The wrestlers perched on the apron are waiting to see what he has to say.

*Crowd: Who are ya, Who are ya, Who are ya?????

HA: Ha-ha, I missed the 6CW crowd. They say it like it is

HE: But they are right about one thing Harold. Who the hell is this man?

HA: He is the guy who pays our pay cheque Henry!

HE: Are you getting paid??

Andrews smiles and prepares to speak

DA: Now I know all of you in this arena, and at home must be sitting in front of your little computer screens, staring at me, and wondering… “Who the hell is this guy?”

Some of you may even be wondering if this is even 6CW?!

Well, let me answer that question before rumours begin to spread like wild fire and become counter productive…My name is Dean Andrews and as of September of this year I am the new owner of 6CW. I am the guy behind this revival and I am the one who contacted each and every one of you so called “wrestlers” who are standing around my ring, right here tonight.

HA: The boss seems to be trying to stomp down his authority already.

DA: You see, while I may have never appeared on a 6CW programme, I know the history of this company like no one else does. I understand what 6CW stands for, and I understand what those 3 little characters bring to the table and the pressures that it puts on me to succeed…

“6.C-Dub” chants again are echoed across room

DA: And whilst I understand the situation we find ourselves in, my interpretation of 6CW is very different to what you may perceive it to be. 6CW to me is just a name, a name that built a legacy over the years to the point where it became an institution.  

6CW was riding a wave so big that nobody ever dreamed it would end. But just like “Enron”, 6CW crashed spectacularly…

For years 6CW had been living beyond its means
I know they say you have to spend money to make money, but 6CW was literally wasting hundreds of thousands of pounds a month

Money wasted on so called huge superstars who only ever appeared once or twice
Money wasted on limos, riders and VIP packages with extras for executives and board members

The excess. The blatant disregard for the value of money. Of what 6CW was all about? The ignorance of those involved. It was sickening

And of course it could not last forever

The bubble burst

Everything was lost…. everything
The 6CW arena was sold to creditors, the belts were melted down and the gold sold to pay debts
Contracts were sold to rival organisations

6CW was abused; it was bled dry, left broken, a pitiful shell of its former glorious self.

Andrews shakes his head as he walks backwards and forwards in the ring

You see in the past 6CW was full of yes men, sycophantic a-holes whose only goal was to make a quick buck and get what ever they could out of a company that was once the market leader in it’s profession

Selfish people that didn’t care about you great fans, all they wanted to know was what’s in it for me!!!!!!!!!

And some of those people are stood around this ring tonight…

Andrews walks around the ring staring at GazzyD, Reilly, Blade, and Dubois.

HE: Some of the past 6CW legends are here tonight and Andrews doesn’t seem too impressed.

DA: Make no mistake about it. I am in this for the long run…I will rebuild 6CW brick by brick, piece by piece.
I have already started the process of purchasing a new permanent home for 6CW and we are days away from exchanging contracts.
I am in negotiations with major networks about a live TV schedule including regular PPV’s and I have been talking all day to a number of sponsors who can see that 6CW is back and meaning business.

That I mean business

I am here to pick up 6CW from the ashes and make it rise like a phoenix!

I can promise you tonight that I am not here to make a quick profit and run – Believe me I am already a very, very wealthy man.

Andrews smiles

DA: I am here to protect the memory of 6CW. But most of all I am here to create a new 6CW… a better 6CW. A 6CW that is not talked about how it used to be a great wrestling organisation but how it continues to be month after month year after year the greatest wrestling company there has ever been.

I want to create a legacy. A legacy that people will hold up as the example…

The inspiration for what the best can be

The WWE had the “Attitude Era”, an era that is still longed for today even 10 years on like it was only yesterday.

Under my leadership 6CW will learn to make its own mark. I am here tonight talking to each and every one of you around this ring. I am here to talk to 6CW superstars of the past and future watching all around the world.

Tonight I am going to make things perfectly clear…

I want each and every one of our wrestlers to lead 6CW into a new era. We need to make 6CW unpredictable. We need to make 6CW an all out war. I want people to come out here each and every week and make a statement. I want to see who is the hungriest to achieve that success.

I want somebody to be the face of the new 6CW?

Andrews looks at the faces around the ring

In the past there has been a culture of fear. A company that shies away from breaking out of the predictable mould scared of being too different from the rest.

Well I am telling you here tonight that we are smashing the mould, we are throwing out the rule book. From this day forward 6CW will be the trendsetter.

Which is why, tonight here in 6CW on our very first show I am telling you all now that in the new 6CW, “Aggression” is here to stay and I want each and every one of you to embrace it.

It isn’t just a word but it is what I want this company to be the symbol of. I want “Aggression” to run through each and every one of your veins; I want you to seize your moment and opportunities. I want chaos, fights, and brawls, all out wars!!!!

I want people who will come out here and put the world on notice rather than wait for an opportunity to be thrown their way!

The members of the roster begin to stare each other down as the fans continue to chant “6C-Dub”

HE: I think he has the fans on board.

HA: Can you blame them Henry. This is pretty inspirational stuff. Andrews wants his wrestlers to come out here and really make a name for them selves. Seize their moment, their time in the spotlight that being a part of 6CW provides.

Andrews scratches his head

DA: Now, I am guessing you all think that I have forgotten something?


Andrews has a grin etched on his face

DA:You will all be aware that you have not yet been offered a permanent 6CW contract.

All of the wrestlers start to look at one another

DA: There is a simple reason for this.

Being a 6CW superstar should be the pinnacle of your career. Being a 6CW superstar is what every single wrestler in this industry should strive to become. 6CW will no longer accept over paid, mediocre talent. 6CW wants the best! I demand only the best.

The best, for this company.

And the best for these fantastic fans that come out each and every week and demand the best dam show in professional wrestling!!!!!!.

*The Crowd give a loud pop.

HE: It’s true we would be nothing without them!

DA: So this is how it’s going to be

Andrews takes a breath

DA: Over the course of the next couple of months you will all be given a chance to impress, to earn the right to call yourself a 6CW superstar…

Until then you will have to earn every single dollar on that pay cheque of yours.

Which is why like or not until you earn a permanent deal it will be minimum wage for each and every one of you. You are all on the same pay. You are all starting from the same place, and I want to see who really wants what 6CW has to offer.

No champions, no hierarchy – Just you, fighting for the chance to be part of this great company

All of the wrestlers start to look at one another, some are shaking their heads as Andrews continues

DA: Some of you along the way will make it and others will not…but by the time the process of weeding out the weak is complete we will have a much clearer picture of the direction of this company.

Until then I don’t want to hear another word about it, my judgement is not up for debate. It is my way or the high way. I am here tonight telling you how it is, either go hard or go home.

Tonight is the first night in the regeneration of 6CW. With these great fans on our side we will continue to make strides in the right direction, we will rebuild 6CW to what it was and beyond!

“6.C-Dub” chants again start up they are so loud they drown out the words of the commentators

Dean Andrews’s smiles

DA: Thank you for your time…Now you have heard enough from me..

IT’S SHOWTIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Porn Star Dancing” hits once more as Andrews stands staring around the ring smiling looking into the eyes of some of the wrestlers.

Andrews exits the rings and makes his way up the ramp, the wrestlers remain around the ring watching their opponents.

HE: My word, what a start. Dean Andrews has made his intentions clear for 6CW. His vision is to rebuild a better 6CW than before, get rid of all the washed up has-beens that are just here for their last pay day.

HA: Not only that Henry, he wants people to put him on notice, he wants individuals to stand out on their own, and show him why they deserve to be here.

HE: This era of Aggression” is truly underway, and Anarchy is a fitting name for this new concept!

HA: Up next is the very first match in the regeneration of 6CW as we see the latest talent Nate Nack in action, after this break!

VO: A struggle for power, a story of greed

*Video Footage*

HA: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT???

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Ha: WHAT ON EARTH HAS JUST HAPPENED

He: This crowd really don't like this, but what just happened, I'm as confused as you

Replays show the two men going to tie up when Orthrus gets a thumb to the eye of Plague who falls down to the mat and Orthrus covers him for an easy 1,2,3

He: I still, I still don't get what just happened. Surely that shouldn't be enough to put this guy down

Plague is on the mat as Mr Jones walks in the ring and goes straight over to Orthrus raising his arm in victory. Dean Andrews is in shock on the outside, Mr Jones taunts his rival and Andrews reacts angrily. He slides in the ring and makes a bee line for Mr Jones but Orthrus forms a shield in between. Andrews is shouting insults as Mr Jones just laughs to himself. Plague gets to his feet and Andrews turns to face him

Ha: I have to say that match was nowhere near the classic I expected and I'm afraid to say it certainly was memorable, but for the wrong reasons

He: Dean Andrews seriously isn't happy here

Ha: I really don't blame him. I can't help but think there's something to this

Plague is on his feet with Andrews hounding him. Mere inches from his face Andrews has turned red with rage, SMACK

The crowd gasp in shock as Andrews smacks his hand across the face of Plague. Andrews continues to talk trash in the face of Plague and raises his hand again

He: PURIFIER!!

The crowd are going ballistic as Plague connects with his signature move on Andrews leaving him flat out in the centre of the ring. Plague looks down emotionless as the he gets covered in litter and cups thrown from the crowd. Mr Jones pushes past Orthrus and Plague and looks down on his fallen foe with a sick smile on his face

Ha: THIS WAS A DAMN SET UP! WHAT A CROCK OF *BEEP*

Mr Jones barks instructions at the two men. Plague exits the ring and makes his way over to the timekeepers area. He grabs a steel chair and throws it in the ring and then grabs a piece of paper from the ring announcer. Jones orders Orthrus to lift Andrews up

CRACK!!!

Ha: WHAT A SICKENING CHAIRSHOT! THE BOSS IS BUSTED OPEN

He: I think that's former boss

Ha: This is disgusting

Jones unfolds the chair and sets aside the limp body of Andrews. He sits down as Plague hands him the piece of paper and a microphone

MJ: Ladies and gentlemen, a deal is a deal. I hold in my hand the very contract that was at stake here tonight. This is the paperwork that gives me the controlling stake in 6CW, all I have to do is sign it. Now we're all about making history here in 6CW, tonight we'll crown our first ever champion, but more importantly right now, each and every one of you is going to witness the history that will change the landscape of this company for ever

Mr Jones flips the paper to the last page, he refuses the pen that Orthrus offers him, instead he pulls a quill from the inside pocket of his suit jacket and presses it against the forehead of Andrews

Ha: THIS IS DISGUSTING! HE'S SIGNING THE DAMN CONTRACT WITH THE BLOOD OF ANDREWS! I'VE NEVER SEEN SUCH A SICKENING SIGN OF DISRESPECT

He: I have to agree. I've never seen anything like this

The crowd are baying for blood as Mr Jones signs the contract giving him total control of 6CW. Plague still stands emotionless as Mr Jones once again raises Orthrus' arm in victory before spitting on Andrews and exiting the ring flanked by Orthrus and Plague

Ha: This is a disgrace. I don't know what to say.

He: This crowd is angry and I don't blame them.

Ha: I think we were all excited for this match but I never expected that

At the top of the ramp Jones stops and takes another look down to Andrews bloody body in the ring before exiting to backstage

VO: A new Authority takes control

*Video footage*

HA: Oh my god it’s Drake Callihan, he was the head of FEAR, they tried to destroy EWF. What in the world is he doing here? What does he want with 6CW?????

Jones beckons Callihan down the ramp

MJ: Ladies and Gentleman my business partner and little brother Drake Callihan

HA: Brother?????????? – But Mr. Jones, what? Henry did you know this was happening, what does this mean?

HE: Believe me this is only the start

As Drake walks down the ramp the video screen bursts into life

HE: Are you ready?

Jones is bouncing back and forth, as the picture on the screen comes into focus, Jones stops still and takes a breath before lifting the microphone once more



MJ: Good evening EWF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


The screen shows live footage of the Elite Coliseum during an episode of EWF conflict, inside the ring stands Liam Wood holding his newly won EWF Heavyweight Championship, he is faced by Daniel Magnusson, and Magnusson’s wife Sofia who retreats into the corner.

HA: Oh my god that is EWF on a 6CW show. I don’t understand what is happening. Hen……….

The feed to the commentators goes silent

The screen switches to a dual broadcast as the camera flicks back and forth between Jones standing smugly in the 6CW ring and the inhabitants of the EWF ring looking on in shock

MJ: My apologies, this is dreadfully rude of me to introduce myself in this way. Not the best of first introductions but it certainly delivers the bang I wanted!!!!!!!

Jones smiles

MJ: You are probably asking yourself what is happening, I can see from the look on the faces of everybody in both arena’s that you are all in a state of shock

The camera once again changes view between the EWF arena and back to 6CW, Nate Nack is standing mouth open, Liam Wood stands defiant

MJ: The unknown can do that, there is nothing that people FEAR more than the unknown but let me take away that concern, that dread. Let me tell you a story.

Are you sitting comfortably?

The camera shows Nate and Wood staring intently

MJ: OK so I’ll begin

Many months ago Drake and I formulated a plan; we had a vision, a dream if you will. We saw a gap in a market, a gap that would lead us to huge personal fortune. But before that dream could even get off the ground we were swept out of the market, we were gazumped by the launch of two companies…………….6CW and EWF

But this is no sob story. I am not looking for sympathy. I am merely trying to show you exactly how far my authority stretches. I want to make it clear the meticulous planning that culminates tonight. Everything that has happened in the past eight months is because I wanted it to happen. I have that authority. I am that powerful. Nothing happens by chance

We targeted 6CW and EWF like a cancer. We understood their weaknesses; we knew how to get what we wanted and we took them apart piece by piece. Two very different companies but in the end the same result.

Firstly 6CW a small UK company, looking for re-growth to rid themselves of their past, run by an idiot who thought he knew everything about the business but lacked the financial clout to really get things started. The way in was easy, we went there with an open cheque book and they opened the doors wide open. It was like stealing candy from a baby, I still can’t believe how easy it was, they barely put up a fight

Jones laughs as Nate cracks his neck not losing eye contact

MJ: EWF however was a different nut to crack. They were backed by a huge multi-national company, we needed to go in on the ground, we needed to spread FEAR, so we created a virus designed to destroy EWF from the inside out. I’ll admit Mr. Wood we did not see last week’s events coming. I applaud your machismo, your strength in adversity. It all seems a shame that in the end it all means nothing

Daniel Magnusson grabs a microphone
DM: What in the hell are you talking about. EWF won at Day of Reckoning that was the deal, FEAR loses then they lose their share of the company to me. I own 100% of EWF; you have no right to be interrupting my show!!!!!!!!!!

Jones laughs

MJ: Oh but that is where you are very wrong. You see there were some very last minute changes made to the contract of that match before Day of Reckoning. The way it was explained to me was that due to a change in ownership of shares, it was no longer possible for that stipulation to remain and as a result the only thing on the line during the War Games match was that belt that Liam Wood is clinging onto

Magnusson looks on puzzled
DM: Don’t be crazy. I didn’t agree to sell any shares

Jones smiles once more
MJ: But you didn’t have to Daniel, we all know who the real owner was, where the money came from that you used to purchase those shares

The camera focuses on Sofia Magnusson who is crying and mouthing the words sorry to her husband

MJ: You see, your wife loves you very much and she was very concerned for your health, especially after the horrendous beating you took only weeks before the PPV. She was at her wits end; she really didn’t know where to turn so she looked for advice, a shoulder to cry on if you will

A shoulder of a man who has been giving financial advice to your dear wife for perhaps seven or so months now, a man she trusts.

Jones has an evil smile
MJ: And that man gave your wife a way out, a solution that would end all this pain, all this worry.

He suggested an Authority that would be willing to make her a sizeable offer for her shares. A deal that would bring her and her beloved husband the safety that she craved.

It’s romantic really Daniel, all she wanted to do was protect you!!!!!!!!

Magnusson is looking at his wife, shaking his head as she cries begging for forgiveness

Jones has a huge grin on his face

MJ: Any guesses for the new owners of that half of the company?????

Jones’ demeanour changes
MJ: FEAR was only the beginning. FEAR was a show of strength, of my Authority. But it was not everything. FEAR was just the start of The Authority flexing its muscles; the power of The Authority stretches globally. This, tonight is not an overnight thing, this is careful, meticulous planning.
For the past year the Soldiers of Authority have been working tirelessly to ensure that the target objective is reached and tonight as I stand before you is when all the plans, all the hard work comes to fruition.

Jones smiles once more, drinking in the atmosphere as both Feds look on

MJ: This is global domination and there is nothing you can do about it

I promised everybody that a change was coming; I gave you all fair warning and tonight, right now is the time when you all get to see what the future of professional wrestling looks like.

6CW/EWF as single entities are no more, they are now under the power of The Authority. This is our time, this is our show, this is our whole f*****g universe. There is no alternative, no escape.


You are either a Soldier or a casualty of War!!!!!!!!

Jones offers his hand to Nate who takes a step back. Suddenly both rings are surrounded by men in black masks each wearing t-shirts emblazoned with S.O.A

Jones’ eyes narrow
MJ: With us or against us??????

Nate and Wood drop their respective belts and adopt a fighting stance

Jones smiles
MJ: As you wish!!!!

With that Jones and Callihan exit the 6CW ring, looking up at the video screen Jones lifts the microphone once more

MJ: Destroy them all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

VO: Champions rise from the fire of battle

*Video footage*

HE: OMFG!!!!!!! WAKE UP CALL FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HA: These men just don’t want to give up!!!!!!!!!!

The Replay shows Masters unhooking the title as Nate charges up the ladder, hitting a shot to the head as he then raised Masters in the air as he looked to go for a vertical suplex, only to leap off and hit a gargantuous Wake Up Call. (Suplex Stunner)

HE: I can’t believe it!!!

Nate now strides back up the ladder grabs the title.

HE He’s DONE IT!!!! He’s DONE IT!!!!

“UNBREAKABLE” HITS!!!!!

Nate stands tall at the top of the ladder in hand as he raises it in air to a thunderous ovation from the 6CW crowd.

HA: My god What a match!!!! What a PPV!!!! What a moment!!!!!

HE: Nate Nack has done it!!!

HA: Nate has literally climb to the top of the 6CW Ladder!!!!

HE: Nate Nack has won, and become the very first 6CW World Heavyweight Champion since the re-birth!!!!!

HA: Look who is coming down the ramp Henry!!!

Emma is seen almost in tears as she walks down the ramp in a red dress applauding Nate Nack.

HE: This is quite incredible, but you must give credit to Masters who gave everything, and left everything he had in that ring.

Emma then slides into the ring as yellow confetti spray’s into the air as “Mighty, Mighty, Mighty!!!!” chants continue to echo across the arena.
HA: Indeed Masters can only be proud of his performance here tonight Henry, but tonight the spotlight belongs to one man, and one man only, and his name is Nate Nack.

HE: I agree Harold, in what has been a challenging 3 months for the 6CW superstar, Nate has got his redemption by capturing the 6CW World Heavyweight title, and taken one massive step forward towards Immortality! Until Next time, thank you for joining us in what has been an absolutely slobber knocker of a PPV, from the O2 Arena, this was Beachfront Brawl, I am Henry, this was Harold, and we will see you in 3 weeks as the Aftermath of 6CW will no doubt be huge!!!

Thunder ducks the chairshot and he leaves Costello in a heap with the “last ride” Powerbomb. Thunder then flicks his hair back and smiles as Liam Wood begins to climb the ladder to the top. The flashbulbs begin to go off in the Metro as Wood holds his arm in the air and then he leapfrogs over the top of the ladder and comes soaring back down…

HE: AHHHH….HE GOT IT!

HA: Shades of the Macho Man………OHHHHHH YYYEEEAAAAHHH!

Wood thunders back down with one hell of an elbow drop to the chest of Vincent Costello. Costello is doubled up in pain as Wood quickly drags him back up and he hooks both his arms in place and smiles….

HA: Costello’s days are numbered…..VIPER DROP!

HE: Costello may as well collect his cards….

The crowd roar as Wood hammers Costello into the mat with the pedigree/stomp modification and then he rolls the former champion under the bottom rope to the outside. Wood then looks at Thunder and they exchange a respectful nod before Wood begins to climb the ladder….

HE: Thunder shouldn’t be here….because of him Wood is going to win, that isn’t fair…

Enforcer is back in the ring and he runs into Thunder from behind and knocks him to the canvass. Thunder tries to get back up quickly but Big E has already scooped the chair up, turned it on its side, and jammed it right into the midsection of Thunder…

HA: Enforcer’s had enough…

Enforcer lifts the chair over his head to bring down on the back of Thunder’s head but Wood runs across and tackles him to the ground. They battle on the mat with solid punches and kicks before scrambling back up to their feet. Enforcer tries to score quickly with the “facecheck” but Wood ducks underneath and then boots Enforcer in the stomach…

HE: VIPER DROP!

Enforcer blocks the pedigree and he runs Wood backwards and slams him into the upright ladder. Enforcer then pulls Wood back toward him and he flips him into the air for a Powerbomb but Wood hammers punches down into Big E’s face and jumps out the back before spinning him back around again….

HA: WORLD EATER…

Enforcer blocks the knee on the way down and quickly scoops Wood onto his shoulders for a death valley driver but Wood elbows his way off the side and they begin to trade punches once more. Beads of sweat fly through the air as both competitors rock each other to their core…

HE: This is just a fist fight now….this is just about who wants it the most….

Enforcer and Wood continue to hammer away with fists before Big E drives a kick below the belt line, knocking Wood back in pain. Enforcer follows up with stiff uppercuts but somehow Wood responds with a furious combination of punches and chops of his own…

HA: Liam Wood just will not give up….this kid has got balls the size of grapefruits…

HE: Enforcer’s looking groggy….this is bad…..OH MY GOD!

*Crowd silence

HA: What the…

Thunder comes from nowhere with the steel chair in his hand and he swings it toward Enforcer’s head but Big E ducks it and the full force of the impact crashes across the top of Wood’s head, leaving him in a completely unconscious state on the canvass. Thunder looks completely and utterly stunned by what has taken place as Enforcer takes advantage and pulls the chair from his grasp…..CRACK!

HE: Thunder just took out his best friend….

Thunder staggers down to his knees as Enforcer lashes the chair across his spine. Big E then throws the chair away and runs the ropes before drilling into Thunder with a furious “facecheck”. The crowd is booing as Enforcer makes it back to his feet and surveys the damage all around him…

HA: There is nobody left standing….

HE: The pathway is clear Enforcer….your time is now…

Enforcer takes one last look at Wood and Thunder before he hobbles to the ladder and he begins to climb. Slowly but surely he drags himself toward the top and he extends his right arm up toward the championship belt….

HA: Liam Wood was en route to victory….but the chairshot from Thunder has left him a bloody mess…

HE: Look at whichever way you want, brother, Thunder has cost Liam Wood the EWF World Championship…

Ding ding ding

HA: Dammit…

HE: The Authority holds the power now…

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

HE: He said he was going to do it….I told you he was, and here he is….our new world champion…

The crowd is booing as Enforcer unclips the championship and he cradles it in his arms as the match reaches its conclusion. “Saturday night” roars from the speakers as Enforcer smiles to himself and then hoists the championship over his head, basking in his moment of glory…

HA: One of the greatest ladder matches I have ever seen, it truly was a joy to watch…..but the talking point will come when we ask what Thunder was doing out here….and the chairshot that was heard around the world…

HE: Everybody said it would be The Authority getting involved in this match…but they didn’t have to because Enforcer is the best in the business. Thunder showed up, uninvited, and his mistake has cost his best friend his title…

HA: Perhaps The Authority’s grip on 6CW just tightened, Enforcer is the new EWF World Champion…

HE: And that dominance will be completed when either Edward Plague or Orthrus de-throne Nate Nack in our main event…

HA: That match is still to come….but for now this is a sight we are going to have to grow accustomed to….Enforcer is on top of the world tonight….

Enforcer is holding his ribs as he steps down the ladder and back onto the canvass. Liam Wood, blood pouring from his head, is trying to use the ropes to pull himself up but he doesn’t have the energy to do so. Enforcer looks him dead in the eye and smiles at him before kissing the championship belt and then shouldering it. The cameras show Vincent Costello on the outside, a glassy look in his eyes, and then swing around to Thunder lying on his back. Enforcer leaves the ring, laughing at the abuse from the fans, before making his way up the ramp way.

HE: I wouldn’t want to be Thunder right now…

Wood is blinking back the blood as he watches his championship disappear up the ramp and then he turns his gaze to Thunder, who is starting to stir, with a look of wide-eyed shock. Enforcer poses with the championship one more time before exiting backstage.

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.

VO: Redemption and Closure go hand in hand

*Video footage*

Ref: 1....................2.................Kick out!

HA: Hurst getting ever closer to the win.

HE: Setting up for the Washboard stomach now, just waiting for Dubois to rise!

DING DING DING

The bell rings and Jack Hurst is announced as the winner by DQ – The replay shows Hurst setting up his finisher but Dubois drops to his knees and low blows his opponent. The Frenchman rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp holding his head, a smile across his face as the boos ring out across the arena. Hurst is doubled over in a heap in the centre of the ring

HA: Coward

HE: I told you Dubois would have something up his sleeve, he knows he will get a bigger opportunity to teach Hurst a lesson this was merely the warm up

*A furious Hurst rolls out of the ring and over to the timekeeper. He grabs a mic and almost spits with venom as he speaks

JH "Enough. Enough of the nonsense, enough of the games. I am not in the business of courting fools for fights. But one more time, Dubois."

*The crowd begin rumbles of anticipation.

JH "We've done this before and we'll do it again. You needed me for vindication last time you were here, and I put you, and all these fans I may add, out of your misery. You had the chance to return, to come back and forget about it. But you've come searching again."

*Hurst begins to pace in front of the announce tables

HA "What does this mean? Hurst is livid...but I think he's got a plan formulating here"

HE "He's been bettered, Harold, Dubois can play him like a piano"

*Hurst stands still on the spot, clicks his fingers and smiles; a smile with a hint of malice.

JH "So we'll do it again. The great pretender Jerome Dubois and this charming man, the gentleman of professional wrestling, Jack Hurst. One last dance. Night of Glory it's you and me mon chéri."

*The crowd pop

JH "We'll meet on the biggest stage of them all. And just after I've made you relevant again, I'll beat you one last time. And that, Wood tells me, is a pipebomb."

*Hurst drops the mic, "Prince Charming" hits and Dubois is shown on the rampway with a smile on his face, nodding his head to Hurst's challenge.

HA "Another explosive night, brother!"

HE "When isn't it?! You don't get bad nights with the brains of Mr Jones in charge!"

HA "I'm sorry to interrupt what I don't doubt was a completely unbiased observation of our owner, but Tim Allen has caught up with Nicky Cassidy backstage after Chaos tried to catch him again"

*The screen changes to Cassidy, with Shaw in tow, standing next to Tim Allen. Cassidy is dripping with sweat and clearly enraged.

TA "Another match, another stab in the back by your old friend Chaos...th--"

*Cassidy interrupts

NC "The man weren't ever no friend of mine, clearly. But I let it slide. Ice is smooth, Ice let's things slip away. But not any more. God damn it the cracks are showing now, Timbo, no more fun and games in the snow. Chaos may have thought he could escape my wrath, but Ice Cold is the man who can make hell freeze over."

TA "What are you trying to say?"

NC "I'm laying it down. Night of Glory. Chaos meets the Cold.

*He stares directly down the lens

NC "Me and you, my masked enemy. We finish this. No games, no sneak attacks. Nicky Cassidy takes on Chaos at the show of shows. This'll be more than Broadway, The West End and even Madison Square Garden combined have ever seen. You'll be seeing more than split personalities when Ice kicks your face off."

*Cassidy spins away, leaving Shaw and Allen looking blankly at each other before the scene fades..

VO: New rivalries are forged, the next generation rise

*Video footage*

Hathaway raises Cutler’s arm in victory and then smiles as he looks down at Jimmy Phillips, who is nursing his ribs in the corner.

Hathaway: Ladies and gentlemen…allow me to introduce to you….your next 6CW International Champion…………………Jaaaaaaxxxxxxxxxxxx Cuuuuuuttttlllleeeeeeeerrr!

*Crowd boo

HE: I guess Cutler’s throwing his name in the ring for the ladder match at Night of Glory…

Hathaway: The man that stands before you today is not just any 6CW superstar….this man is the future of this business, an iron-clad guaranteed main eventer and first ballot hall of famer….Jax Cutler is a name you are going to be hearing for a very long time and when you hear it you will associate it with two words…..destruction…..and success!

HE: How can you argue against that?

Hathaway: Mr Jones made a very brave decision when he sanctioned a ladder match at Night of Glory for the International Championship and left the playing field open to anyone and everyone….in that moment he presented a silver platter to this man with a shiny gold belt on it….he handed that championship to Jax Cutler…

*Cutler smiles and motions for a belt around his waist…

Hathaway: I can’t make decisions for the rest of the 6CW roster but if I could I would advise them to reject the offer of turning up at Night of Glory and challenging for the International Championship….I would tell them to think of their careers and their families…because should they choose to pursue this quest then the only thing I can guarantee them is pain and misery….

*The crowd suddenly cheer as Jimmy Phillips staggers up and drags the mic out of Hathaway’s hands.

Phillips: Your boy is tough….no point in me denying that…but you guys are new around here and incase you hadn’t got the message….2014 is the year of the “Talent”…which means if anyone is walking out of Night of Glory with the International Championship….then it will be me…

*The crowd cheer but Hathaway laughs and calls for another mic

Hathaway: Mr Phillips, I will pardon the interruption as I can imagine you are not thinking straight right now….but after witnessing, first hand, what my client is capable of I have to question your intelligence as to why you would want to get in his way again?

Phillips: You can knock me down but I will get back up and I will come back stronger….tonight I lost, I can hold my hands up, but at Night of Glory that will not happen again….I will climb that ladder and I will leave with that belt….believe that…

*Cutler squares up to Phillips, ready for round two, when “MK Ultra” echoes out and Alexander Altair walks out on the stage.

Altair: Fine speech, gentlemen….as you know, I am not one to mince my words….since joining The Authority I have decided that the time for waiting patiently is over…my boss requires results and I am more than capable of giving them to him….so at Night of Glory, it will be me leaving with that belt…

HE: Wow….Cutler, Phillips and Altair all throwing their names in the hat….what a match we have on our hands…

*Phillips is glaring at Altair and shakes his head, mouthing “over my dead body”, as The Authority member makes his way to the ring. Altair is just climbing onto the apron when “Stronger” blasts out to a great reception…

HA: If you’re having a ladder match then I guess you need a man who isn’t afraid to take a risk…

*Robin Reborn bounces out onto the stage and tags hands with the fans before smiling as he raises a mic to his mouth.

Reborn: I could puff out my chest and act all macho right now….fi fie fo fum, I smell testosterone so I better run…..but that really isn’t my style. Please continue with the monologues, by all means, but just know that all your posturing is pointless…..that belt is leaving with me at Night of Glory….because unlike all of you, I will put my body on the line to make it happen….I don’t care what I have to do….you’re looking at your new International Champion…

HE: Give me a break, like that would ever happen…

*The crowd are cheering as Reborn climbs up on the security railing and motions a belt around his waist. The superstars in the ring do not look impressed and then a look of shock registers as “Gangsta Rap” roars out.

HA: NO WAY….IT CAN’T BE….

HE: IS HE BACK?

*The Copper Box is cheering as DeMarcus Brown comes walking out onto the stage dressed in a white hoody with his trademark bandana around his mouth. He raises his arms in the air, soaking up the reception, and then calls for a mic.

Brown: Miss me?

*The crowd cheer

Brown: I can tell by the look on the faces of the men in that ring that they didn’t miss me. They thought whilst I was gone they had a chance to make it to the big time….but now I am back their chances just levelled out to zero. Sure as hell the last time I was in a 6CW ring my blood stained that canvass….I left the arena in the back of an ambulance….but you can’t keep a man like me down….

I’m back up in this (beep) and you can believe that business just picked up….I am a walking nightmare for a whole lot of men on the roster…my presence here tonight already got many running for the hills, I will deal with them in time….but first port of call is getting some recognition and at Night of Glory that is exactly what I am going to do….sorry to break this to you boys, but you are looking at the next International Champion…

HA: I don’t believe it….DeMarcus Brown is back in 6CW and he is shooting for the International Championship…

HE: I thought Ojore ended this guy’s career…

HA: Brown is made of a sterner stuff, obviously….he has returned and he wants to make a statement on the grandest stage…

*Brown is looking around at his rivals and then “Don’t Fear the Reaper” blasts out to another huge ovation. Hobo saunters onto the stage with a smile and he offers a handshake to DeMarcus Brown, which is accepted.

Hobo: Don’t believe we have met before….the name is Hobo, future International Champion…

*The crowd cheer and Brown smirks but shakes his head

Hobo: It looks like all of you brought jammy dodgers to a chocolate finger fight….a bunch of shining red holes up against my big, long stick…..I’ll let you think about what the outcome may be…

*The crowd cheer as Hobo smiles

Hobo: In all seriousness, Mr Brown and everyone else, I didn’t come back to professional wrestling to make biscuit quips and potentially manufacture a new recipe for Viennese Whirls….they are just a couple of my targets…..top of my list is making sure that I am relevant once more. I know many of you look at me and see an “old timer”….someone who is “past it”….but many men have doubted me in the past and they have rued the day….

As Mick Foley once said, falling off a twenty foot cell hurts but it is the moments when you capture the audience’s attention that will live forever….I can still take a knock with the best of them and my days of reaching for the sky are far from over…..at Night of Glory I am going to show the world that this millionaire tramp still has one last tango in him….that belt belongs to me…HOBO…

Crowd: OUT!

*The crowd are cheering as Hobo, DeMarcus Brown, Robin Reborn, Alexander Altair, Jax Cutler and Jimmy Phillips all stare at one another.

HA: What a lineup….the playing field was left open and six superstars have answered the call….one of the men is going to leave Night of Glory as the International Champion…

HE: Altair or Cutler….I bet you…

*The staredown between all six men continues when the lights in the arena start to flicker. An electric charge seems to run through the rafters and the Hypertron begins to malfunction. Sparks fly from the screen and the crowd are glued to the action before “Watch me shine” by Fozzy screams through the PA system…

HA: That music…I know it…..but there is no way, it couldn’t be….OH MY GOD IT IS!

HE: I think I am hyperventilating….

.*The entire Copper Box is on their feet, stunned, as a figure appears in the entranceway. He has a broad smile on his face as he steps out onto the stage to a deafening ovation. He is dressed in a black jogging bottoms and an open hooded top…

HE: I need to pinch myself…

HA: JACKSON BLACK IS BACK in 6CW!

Crowd: This is awe-some x10

HE: I can’t believe it….the Jackson Black…

HA: It has been over two years since the last time we saw Black in a 6CW ring……this is huge….

Crowd: Welcome back x10

*Black continues to soak up the reception and then he raises a microphone to his mouth.

Black: Now that is how an International Champion is supposed to arrive…

*Crowd cheer

*Black takes a long look at the six men surrounding the ring

Black: I understand you gentlemen have an interest in becoming a champion in this business but if I could offer you some advice…..go after someone else’s championship….

*Black smiles

Black: Incase you didn’t know just who in the hell I am….I am Jackson Black…..the first ever and longest reigning 6CW International Champion of all time….I held that belt for one whole year and I never legally lost it…

HE: He’s got a point…

Black: And these people here cheer my arrival because they remember just what the hell I am capable of when I step through those ropes….make no doubt about it, the reaction of this crowd means jack(beep) to me…

*The crowd suddenly boo

Black: I didn’t come back here for them, their approval and support is as worthless as their lives…..but at least when I stepped through the curtain they knew who they were dealing with…..the fact you six are still standing in my ring means that I may just need to prove to you exactly who I am…

HE: I love Black’s attitude….I was worried he was going to pander to these losers…

HA: No chance of that….Jackson Black is one of the most arrogant men in wrestling but he does have the skills to back it up…

*The six men around ringside are glaring at Black and some of them are beckoning him down to the ring for a fight.

Black: I ruled this division once before and I am going to do so again….and once the International belt is back where it belongs, I am going to pick up where I left off…..the faces may be different but everything else is the same….instead of Walker you have Jones….instead of Genesis you have The Authority…..and instead of Keith Leone you have that waste of oxygen Nate Nack….but all of that will be as insignificant as it was back then…because when the time comes, I will take control of this company…..I will hold the world championship around my waist…..and all of you losers will come to realise that my comeback is the worst thing that ever happened to you…

HA: Jackson Black is back in 6CW and he is heading straight for the International Championship…

HE: What a way to return….what an impact…..Black is heading back to the top…

Black drops his mic and stares down at the ring as Bam Sparkleston comes rushing out onto the stage with his phone. He is flashing pictures and then takes one of Jackson Black.

Sparkleston: Ermagherd….Jackson Black, I am your biggest fan…..selfie?

*Black looks at Bam in disgust as Sparkleston inches closer to take a picture of them together. Black pushes Bam to the ground and shakes his head as he walks out of the scene. Sparkleston can be heard talking to himself.

Sparkleston: I need that picture….if I need to enter the ladder match to get it then I will….whatever it takes!

HE: Is that kid insane?

HA: I guess he is a big Jackson Black fan….so much so that he is willing to enter the ladder match at Night of Glory…

HE: I think he must have a death-wish…

HA: I don’t know about that but what I do know is that we have one hell of a lineup….Jax Cutler, Jimmy Phillips, Alexander Altair, Robin Reborn, Hobo, Bam Sparkleston and the returning duo of DeMarcus Brown and Jackson Black….one of these eight men is going to leave Night of Glory as the International Champion…..what a contest that is going to be…

HE: It doesn’t get much bigger or better….6CW is on a roll…

*The scene ends with Sparkleston sat on the ramp whilst Hobo, Phillips, Reborn, Cutler, Altair and Brown all continue to look at one another.

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VO: A freak show of monsters, rivers of blood

*Video footage*

HE: I don’t know….OH MY GOD, HAROLD…..LOOK UP!

HA: WHAT ON EARTH IS THAT!

*Crowd pop

Slowly the light from the rafters begins to grow around the arena and it becomes evident that a huge cell like structure is beginning to lower towards the ring. Two 15 foot steel cells on top of each other…

HA: The original “Chamber of Horrors” structure….I didn’t think we would ever see this structure again…

HE: It has been three years since we saw Dicey Reilly and Keith Leone nearly kill one another inside this cell…

HA: Is this the answer to the problem of the Xtreme division?

The crowd are roaring with excitement as the cell hits the floor and completely surrounds the ring. The cameras show the first cell, a basic fifteen foot hell in a cell structure, and then they pan upwards to the top tier, which is reached by climbing a ladder through an open panel in the cell floor. The walls of the top tier are laced with barbed wire…

HE: This structure is designed for one thing….

HA: Complete and utter carnage will ensue inside this cell…

Ojore is stood in the middle of the ring, gazing around at the cell, and then a voice echoes out around the arena.

HE: OH MY GOD…

HA: What in the world…how did he get up there?

The fans cheer as it becomes apparent that Edward Plague is standing on top of the cell. He walks around, gazing out at the audience, and then he raises a mic to his mouth…

Plague: And the people did make their feelings known…they demanded action from those sat in the comfort of their ivory towers…

*Plague begins to laugh

Plague: Let them fight…..let them fight…

Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT x10

Plague: Ask and you shall receive…ask and all of your nightmares become a reality….inside this temple of misery and despair is where horror becomes a living existence….look upon it brothers, gaze upon the structure of your own warped minds…

*Plague drops down on his knees and then he lies flat on the cell roof. His face gazes through the roof panels and he looks down at Ojore.

Plague: The king’s crown does not glow so fondly in the shining light of bloodshed….your kingdom is breached hahaha…your borrowed throne is threatened and your reign of barbarism is almost at an end….look upon your final resting place, your majesty….no cross, no crown…..nothing can save you from this torment…

*Ojore is glaring up through the structure and beckoning for Plague to come down and fight him when a figure appears from under the ring apron.

HE: LOOK, HAROLD…..JOSHUA IS IN THE CELL…

HA: AND OJORE HAS NO IDEA!

The crowd is going wild as Joshua drags a steel chair with him and climbs into the ring. He doesn’t even wait for Ojore to turn around as he swings the weapon……CRACK!

HA: Ojore didn’t even have time to blink…

The chair crunches across the skull of Ojore and sends him dropping to his knees. Joshua then turns the chair on its side and he repeatedly jabs the chair down into the side of Ojore’s neck…

HE: Ojore is being terrorised here inside the “Chamber of Horrors”…

Ojore starts to spit blood from his mouth as Joshua lifts the chair again and crashes it down on the Xtreme Champion’s body another dozen times. He then whirls around and CRACK!....He smashes the chair against the head of the recovering Lucas Takeo…

HA: Joshua is pulling the strings tonight…

HE: Are you sure? I would question just how much Edward Plague knew about this whole thing…

Plague is rolling on top of the cell and his laughter can be heard before he then turns over to look down through the cell once again. He seems to be taking great enjoyment in watching what is happening below…

HA: The Chamber of Horrors structure may be the only answer to allowing these four men to compete against each other….but what untold terror awaits inside the cell?

HE: I can’t even begin to fathom….

Joshua drops the chair down in the middle of Ojore and Takeo before throwing himself to his knees. He crawls into the corner, where McCoy is waiting, and he looks deeply into the puppet’s eyes…

HA: Oh I think this situation just took one hell of a turn….

HE: The Xtreme division is heating up….

Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT x10

HA: I think sooner rather than later these people are going to get exactly what they are hoping for…

The scene ends with Plague continuing to stare down through the cell as Joshua picks up McCoy and makes his way towards the cell door, leaving Takeo and Ojore slumped on the canvass.

VO: Who can you trust, who will survive?

*Video footage*

“Champion” echoes out…

HA: Better late than never…

HE: This guy is such a show-off…..

Mike Masters walks out on the stage but his demeanour is more reserved than usual. His head is bowed and he looks annoyed, a brown file in his hands.

HA: That is the file that Masters was given earlier by Mr Hernandez…

HE: I wonder what is inside…

HA: Whatever it is, I don’t think Masters liked it…

Masters circles the ring and then grabs a mic before climbing inside. He looks from The Authority to his team members and then at Scott Harris. The two men glare at each other and then Masters throws the file at Harris…

HA: What is going on here?

Masters: You know, Scott….for weeks I have believed that you were a turn coat, an inside man for The Authority….but then I started to doubt myself, perhaps I was just being paranoid…after all, I am the first to admit that working with others is not my forte…

*Harris has a blank expression on his face

Masters: The shirt with your name on it….the whispers, the rumours…Kelsey kissing me….Hernandez chumming up to me…..when I stopped and thought about it I realised that they were just trying to drive a wedge between us….they were playing dirty tricks so that we would take our eyes off the ball….right?

*Harris nods his head

Masters: Wrong….because despite all that, despite the fact that I was willing to put that all aside and whoop the a55es off these sons of b1tches in front of us….that document right there proves everything I ever needed to know…

*Harris looks down at the file

Masters: You don’t need to open it do you, Scott? No of course you don’t because you know exactly what that says….you know, just like these guys stood in front of us know…

*The Authority are all smiling as Harris begins to shake his head

Masters: I don’t need to hear an explanation….or a story of lies and deceit…maybe you could just explain why you to strung this out? Why be in a team with me? Why fight alongside everyone else when all the time you were stabbing us in the back…

*Adamson tries to move forward and calm down Masters

Masters: No…you need to hear this, and so does everyone else…I wanted proof that you were a lying piece of trash and now I have it….I know your one of them, Scott….and why…..because it is in your blood…

HA: WHAT?

HE: Haha…

*Nate Nack, Adamson and GazzyD all look stunned by Masters’ revelation

Masters: Oh yeah, that’s right……Scott Harris…..the illegitimate bastard child of Michael Jones…

*Crowd make a noise of stunned disbelief…

*Harris is shaking his head and saying “It isn’t like that”

Masters: Don’t even try to deny it….the proof is right there, Scott….you can’t hide from it….

HA: Did you know about this?

HE: Me? No I had no idea….

*Harris tries to turn to his team members but they all seem a little distant with him. Masters has a look of livid fury on his face.

Masters: You’ve been running spy for daddy all along, haven’t you? You are pathetic….a waste of oxygen…a (beep) stain on your mummy’s panties….oh wait a minute, she didn’t wear any did she?

*Harris suddenly flares up and he rushes into Masters and tackles him to the ground. The Authority are all laughing as Nack, Max and Gazzy try and break up the fight.

HE: This is fantastic….these idiots have imploded…

HA: They need to get Masters and Harris away from each other….

VO: All roads leading to one. Where legacies are made and legend is destroyed

*Video footage*

HA: The Authority have stolen a march on their opponents…this was the damn plan all along…

HE: Mr Hernandez has played a blinder by giving that document to Masters…the truth is out of the bag and 6CW is reeling…

Helms drags Masters away and slams him into the corner as Daniels drops down onto Harris’ chest and begins to deliver furious punches to the face.

HA: Daniels is beating the hell out of Harris…..he isn’t one of theirs…

HE: Obviously….this was the plan from the get-go….The Authority are going to put their opponents on the shelf before Night of Glory even gets here…

HA: Those evil pieces of…

HE: Be careful what you say, brother…

Daniel Reilly is stomping on Max Adamson near the ringside barrier as Enforcer tosses GazzyD to the outside and follows him. Big E drags Gazzy around and thunders him into the side of the steel steps…

HA: The 6CW superstars are being destroyed here…

Reilly backs away and then runs at Max again but Adamson ducks his shoulder and manages to backdrop Reilly over the railing and into the crowd. Max then quickly moves over and tackles Enforcer, knocking him to the ground…

HE: Someone needs to help out Big E…

Nate Nack is pummelling Alexander Altair and then launches him over the ropes to the outside as Harris turns the tables on Daniels and begins to fire away with furious rights and lefts. Marty Helms looks for a “bull hammer” on Mike Masters but MM ducks under and springs onto the ropes…

HA: DISASTER KICK!

Masters kicks Helms through the ropes to the outside of the ring and then he chases across and suicide dives to the outside, knocking himself and Helms into the aisleway.

HE: This is mayhem…

Reilly is trying to climb over the railing and back into the ringside area when he is dragged around by a fan and hammered with furious right hands…

HA: It’s Blade…looking to get him some of the UK Champion….

HE: This isn’t fair…

The fans are cheering and security have to block them off as Blade is shown battering Reilly through the audience and towards the backstage area. Blade takes a cup of beer from a fan and drinks it before slamming the cup into Reilly’s face….

HA: 6CW refusing to wilt under the force of The Authority…..Mr Jones’ grip on the power is slipping…

Marty Helms is battling with Mike Masters up the rampway and onto the stage. They trade off with rights and lefts before Helms lifts Masters up on his shoulders…

HE: NOOO!

Masters elbows his way free and then he dropkicks Helms through the curtain, sending The Authority member out of sight. Masters quickly follows to the backstage area…

HA: This fight is descending all over the building…

Alexander Altair delivers a low-blow to Nate Nack, leaving him slumped in a heap, and then he rolls from the ring and helps Jonathan Daniels in his fight against Scott Harris. They double team the tag team champion and then suplex him across the stage…

HE: Take that Harris…lookout Enforcer…

Enforcer is climbing up by the announce table when GazzyD runs at him and tackles him across the desk. The crowd are going wild as Gazzy can be seen delivering furious rights and lefts to his foe…

HA: The Authority can try as hard as they like to keep 6CW down but this company has fought back from the brink before…

HE: They have never faced a threat like this…

Max Adamson is watching Gazzy pummel Enforcer with a smile and then turns his attention to the ring, where Nate Nack is trying to get up. Adamson takes a long minute to plan his next move…

HA: Adamson has locked his sights on Nate Nack…

HE: Alliances only stretch so far…

HA: Indeed they do…Max Adamson still has to defend his 6CW Championship against Nack at Night of Glory….can he gain an advantage?

Max takes his time and then he rolls into the ring and crouches in the corner. He watches Nack slowly begin to get back to his feet and then he bursts out towards the centre of the ring…

HA: GORE!

Adamson slams right through Nack and leaves the former world champion in a heap on the canvass. The cameras then show Altair and Daniels dragging Scott Harris into the backstage area…

HE: We need to get cameras back there…

It doesn’t take long for the footage to change to the backstage area. Blade has been left on the floor with a pool of blood around his head as Oliver Keane is shown helping Daniel Reilly out of the situation. Marty Helms has Mike Masters up on top of a car and is preparing to powerbomb him…

HA: This is too much now…someone stop this…

Scott Harris breaks forward and grabs Helms’ legs before dragging him off the roof of the car to the floor below. He trades rights and lefts with Helms before Daniels and Altair storm in to give the advantage back to The Authority. Harris is down on the floor, taking a furious flurry of kicks, when Mike Masters dives off the roof of the car onto Helms, Daniels and Altair…

HE: Someone please take Mike Masters out of commission….

Masters drags Daniels up by the head and runs him forwards before crashing him straight through a door, leaving him slumped inside an empty locker-room. He then picks up a steel chair off the floor and swings forwards….CRACK!

HA: Holy hell…

The chair splatters off the top of Marty Helms’ head and leaves him completely out of it on the floor. Alexander Altair is quickly in with a sharp kick to Masters’ gut and then drags him forwards….CRASH!

*Crowd scream

HE: Yes….

Altair plants Masters’ head into the passenger’s window of the car, leaving a huge crack. Masters slumps down to the floor, barely moving, as Harris sprints at Altair and tackles him backwards….they storm back and crash through another door, a huge bang can be heard…

HA: What the hell just happened?

The cameras come forward and pan through the door to show Scott Harris and Alexander Altair in a battered heap on the floor. Shards of glass are scattered everywhere and the wall behind them is sparking and flaring…

HE: They went through that electronic billboard…

HA: It was a wonder neither of them was electrocuted…

HE: They may have been….neither of them are moving….

The cameras show Altair and Harris slumped on the ground and then pan back around to show Masters, Helms, Daniels and Blade all in the same situation. The action then returns to ringside…

HA: We are just ten days from Night of Glory…

HE: Are any of these men going to make it?

Max Adamson is still staring down at Nate Nack as the crowd begin to go wild. GazzyD drives a chair against the spine of Enforcer and leaves him slumped across the announce table before staggering over to the ring apron, where he then pulls out a massive 15ft ladder….

Crowd: GazzyD x10

HE: You have got to be kidding me?

HA: GazzyD is the “human highlight reel”….he has one big trick up his sleeve tonight…

Gazzy drags the ladder over to the announce table and then places it in position. He smiles at the reaction of the crowd and then begins to make his way to the top…

HE: Someone stop him….he’s going to land on Enforcer…

HA: I don’t think you will get many volunteers to stop this….

Gazzy reaches the top and stands tall as the flashbulbs go off all around the arena. He has a look of pure determination on his face as he looks down at Enforcer, still prone on the table…

HE: Don’t do it…

HA: GazzyD has stars in his eyes…..OH MY GOD!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x20

HE: WE NEED MEDICS!

The Copper Box is going wild as GazzyD swanton bombs off the top of the ladder and drives himself and Enforcer through the announce table. Both men are completely motionless in the wreckage of the table…

HA: GazzyD has just sent one hell of a message…he will do whatever he has to in order to leave Night of Glory as a world champion…

Crowd: 6C-Dub x10

Max Adamson is standing in the ring, stunned by what he has just witnessed. He has a wry smile on his face as he stares down at GazzyD and Enforcer…

HE: What the hell is he smiling about?

HA: Because The Authority just got some of their own medicine…GazzyD has retaliated for what happened to him last week…

HE: He will pay dearly for this….Adamson won’t be smiling when he loses his 6CW Championship….

HA: BUT WHO WILL TAKE IT FROM HIM!

Max suddenly turns around and is shocked to see Nate Nack back on his feet. Nack scoops Adamson up on his shoulders and then runs across and detonates with an over-the-shoulder cutter (Big Ending) that leaves Max flat out on the canvass….the crowd are cheering as Nate reaches down and picks the 6CW title off the mat….

HA: It seems everyone keeps forgetting about the longest reigning champion in the history of this promotion…..will Nate Nack climb back to the mountain top once more?

HE: I bloody hope not…

HA: Being a champion has consumed Nack for almost a whole year….he is not willing to give up on his dream just yet…..who will have their Night of Glory?

HE: We’ll find out in ten days…

The show ends with Nate Nack holding the 6CW Championship in the air as Max Adamson is flat out at his feet.

VO: The time for words is over

Who will have Their Night of Glory?

*The entire roster is shown standing side by side before the camera focuses on a smug looking Mr. Jones as the screen fades to black*

*The 6CW logo appears on the blank screen, as "Demons" by Imagine Dragons booms out of the speakers. The crowd leaps to their feet, and erupt in a chorus of noise as blue, white, and yellow pyrotechnics display goes off.

The camera then pans across the sold out O2 arena as we see 20,000 fans on their feet with 6CW banners out on display.

NIGHT OF GLORY!!!!!!!!!!
Max and Gazzy – Undisputed Champions
LET THEM FIGHT!!!
Night of The Talent
JJ Johnson –WOOOOHHHH
Liam Wood – The legend begins
6CW 6CW 6CW 6CW 6CW 6CW
Needs more Harris
#LetThemSuffer
This one’s for you Theo   

The camera moves to ringside where the commentary team is sat ready

HA: Ladies and Gentleman, this is the biggest night in your calendar. Stop what ever you are doing and cancel all plans for the next three hours. 6CW is taking over your life

I am Harold Lloyd and I am joined in the sold out O2 arena by my brother Henry

Henry nods to camera

HA: Over the past 16 months we have experienced many twists and turns, we have witnessed a rebirth of this great company, a takeover coup of epic proportion, in fighting, families ripped apart, blood, gold, sweat and tears and all roads have led us to this one monumental point

Tonight we answer all the questions of the past year, tonight we cement people’s legacies and rip apart so called legends. Careers are defined and hopes and dreams could be crushed in the blink of an eye

I can’t wait a minute longer to get this show on the road. This is 6CW, this is Night of Glory and good god all mighty IT IS TIME TO PLAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!


HA: Our first match tonight sees Nicky Cassidy look to put the demons of Chaos to bed, at least where Nicky is concerned anyway.

HE: That jester won't be able to stop Chaos. He's a joker, and Chaos holds all the good cards.

HA: But he can't keep his house in order, Chaos is an enemy to himself as well as the roster.

*The screen turns to Shaw and Cassidy talking backstage.

BS: You aren't yourself tonight Nicky and I've got to say I think that's for the best.

NC: Damn, man, tonight I go ice cold as Ice Cold.

BS: You're going to need it, Ice, I can't see this ending with any man smiling.

NC: Confidence boost, man, nice!

BS: No, not that way. You can win this, of course, but it won't be pretty. Are you ready for how far you might have to go?

NC: I'll do what it takes.

BS: No tricks, no games, no jokes?

NC: I know what you're saying B, Chaos will be unchained. There's no knowing how he'll be at any moment. The side of the man I liked was still a competitor, and the side I don't knows no limits or bounds.

BS: He's not right man; he's not right at all.

*Cassidy looks older than his years as he looks directly into Shaw's eyes, sighs a weary sigh

NC: This is a fight. The man isn't at all himself. But there is no space for sympathy. The second I give him relief he'll try and kick my teeth out. Get in, get out, get the victory.

*The pair shake hands and the scene fades.

(Mr. Jones is walking through the backstage area. He is dressed in a grey suit and appears flustered, his phone rings and as he takes it from his pocket he fumbles slightly with the handset, staring at the screen for a second he tentatively answers)

MJ: Hello…..

(Jones screws his face up and his eyes narrow as he listens)

MJ: Do you really think I don’t know who this is? Do you really think I will crumble because of some school yard mind games?

I know that was you last week. JJ Johnson?? Do you really think I care about JJ Johnson?

(Jones smiles his lip curls)

MJ: It’s too late, you’ve already lost. There is nothing you can do

(Jones pauses, a fire appears in his eyes as he laughs)

MJ: I‘m waiting………… We are ready for you!

(Jones hangs up the phone and is approached by a burly shaven headed man dressed in black)

MJ: Is everything in place?

(The man nods)

??: Security has been doubled as you requested, nobody is getting in or out of this arena without our say so. Don’t worry boss, we have everything in hand

(Jones smiles briefly)

MJ: You or your men have any issues you get in touch straight away. I don’t care what I have to do; nothing will get in the way of tonight’s plans

(The security guy nods again as Jones strides out of shot)

*We see Michael Hathaway standing in the interview area, the camera wheels towards him and he beckons it in.

MH: Yes, 6CW, Michael Hathaway. I won't waste my time on Allen or the lady of loose morals. And neither will I let Jax Cutler. Speaking of which...

*Hathaway pauses, gestures the camera towards him and walks to the side, the camera following. He then suddenly stops.

MH: Jax isn't here. Jax Cutler will not be wasting his time talking for the cretins that watch 6CW. He will not be speaking to any of those ridiculous interviewers. Jax is not going to be playing around in little skits. This isn't an entertainment industry. No. Jax Cutler does not buy into the sports entertainment myth. This is about beating other men down and crushing their will.

*Hathaway shouts at someone behind the camera "get out of my zone, Allen!" and the camera spins to see Allen skulk away. It turns back to Hathaway.

MH: The game players can go out and clap along with the seals in the crowd. I very much look forward to seeing Robin Reborn fall off a ladder and get the seals excited. Jax will too, as he'll be the man climbing back up that ladder and winning the title. The International Championship. Your new International Champion Jax Cutler!

*Hathaway claps to himself smiling.

MH: Get used to it. Jax Cutler is the Main Event, whatever the management here think with their double title matches. Jax Cutler is the best wrestler in this business. No one will outwrestle him nor outfight him. Michael Hathaway will be a very happy man come the end of Night of Glory, and I don't care if you want to see that in any shape or form.

*Transmission ends.

Match 1
Nicky Cassidy vs Chaos

The action is at ringside and the fans are making a huge amount of noise inside the O2 Arena. “Cold as ice” then booms out to a standing ovation. Pyros flash across the stage as Nicky Cassidy swaggers out with a grin on his face…

HA: Nicky Cassidy is smiling but tonight isn’t about having fun…he is here to settle a score…

HE: Cassidy thought Chaos was his friend but how very wrong he was….Chaos has been trying to make his life misery for months, tonight they end this one way or another…

Cassidy lowers his fur coat to the floor and tags hands with the fans before rushing to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He bounces to his feet as “It’s an omen” shrieks out to a cacophony of boos….

HA: No love in London for Chaos…

HE: Is it any wonder? Nobody understands this nutcase…

HA: Chaos’ mental state has been slowly disintegrating over the last month or two…his friendship with Nicky Cassidy turned into a rivalry in the blink of an eye because this former world champion cannot control his alarmingly frequent change of personality…

HE: He is dangerous….to himself and to others, Nicky Cassidy will need his wits about him tonight…

Chaos slowly walks down to the ring, his eyes focused on Nicky Cassidy, and then he pulls himself up on the apron. He tilts his head from side to side and smiles darkly as he climbs through the ropes to face his opponent.

HA: You just don’t know what side of Chaos you are going to get at what time….calm and friendly or evil and sadistic?

Chaos is rubbing his temples and he looks down at his feet whilst muttering to himself. Cassidy is watching his opponent with a wary anticipation as the referee prepares to start the bout.

HE: This should be a really good opening contest to Night of Glory V…

The bell rings and both men stand toe to toe almost waiting for the other to make the first move, to the shock of the crowd Chaos offers his hand out to Cassidy looking for a handshake, Cassidy shakes his head as he stares at Chaos still with his arm outstretched.

HA: Cassidy looks unsure about this

HE: and so he should after what Chaos has put him through already...oh, what an idiot!

To the further shock of the fans Cassidy reaches his hand out looking to shake the hand of his past tormentor but as their hands connect Chaos' head tilts at an angle and he screams out looking for a right hand that staggers Cassidy back.

HE: I could have told you that was going to happen!

Cassidy quickly begins to land quick kicks to the legs and stomach of Chaos, Chaos looks to fight back but Cassidy continues to land kicks and punches. Cassidy looks for a spinning back elbow but Chaos ducks it spinning under and looking for a belly back suplex. Cassidy counters, locking his legs around Chaos' before hitting an elbow forcing Chaos to release the hold.

Chaos takes control and looks for a discuss lariat but Cassidy is able to duck down returning with a spinning back fist that leaves Chaos groggy, Cassidy quickly locks in a headlock but Chaos is able to slip out turning it in to a hammer lock, Cassidy throws an elbow that loosens Chaos grip giving Cassidy the chance to twist out of the lock instead turning it in to a hammer lock of his own, Chaos instinctively drops down snapmaring Cassidy down giving Chaos control with a grounded headlock, Cassidy gets to his knees and goes for the backdrop but Chaos flips of the back landing on his feet and hitting a roll up.

...1
…...2

Both men are up quick as Cassidy spins looking for a kick to the gut but Chaos grabs Cassidy's foot and swings a right at Cassidy, Cassidy is able to drop on to his back hitting a monkey flip that flips Chaos over. Chaos is able to hit the ground rolling and gets to his feet quickly, both men burst forward and lock up, Chaos turns Cassidy in to a headlock before trying to drop to the matt but Cassidy blocks the attempt, Chaos goes for the hip toss but Cassidy drops to a knee using his weight to his advantage before looking for another roll up. Chaos rolls out of the attempt easily and gets back to his feet at the turnbuckle, Cassidy also stands up and the two stare at each other across the ring, both trying their best to hide the looks of respect in their eyes.

HA: These two men are at a stand off, neither can hit a move! I think a change of tactics is needed!

HE: I think they heard you Harold!

Both men charge forwards looking for clotheslines, as they meet in the middle of the ring Chaos ducks under hitting the ropes and looking for a springboard lariat, Cassidy drops down forcing Chaos bursting towards the ropes. Cassidy is back up as Chaos returns and he drops down trying to force Chaos to jump over him only for Chaos to jump in the air bringing both feet down on to the ribs of Cassidy causing him to roll to the outside. Cassidy is quickly back but but is caught with a baseball slide that causes him to crash in to the guard rail, Chaos begins to shake and crawls to the middle of the ring covering his ears and shouting at himself

HE:Once again Chaos is having a change of heart, what a coward

HA: How can you be so heartless, this young man is clearly going through things at the moment that neither of us can understand...show some compassion!

HE: Doesn't look like Chaos is about too!

Cassidy drags himself up as Chaos jumps to his feet, a sick smile covers his face as he charges forward. The fans are amazed as Chaos dives over the top rope hitting a plancha swanton, the fans break out in to a cheer though as Cassidy is somehow able to catch the arm of Chaos hitting a big arm whip that launches Chaos back first in to the guard rail. Cassidy drags Chaos up who swings at him but Cassidy ducks it once again throwing Chaos in to the rail followed quickly by a whip in to the apron, Cassidy quickly breaks up the refs count before rolling back to the outside.

HA: Cassidy looks like he wants revenge for Chaos' actions over the last few weeks, at one point he wanted to help his former partner but right now it looks like the last of his plans!

HE: It's good to see him learning!

Cassidy once again pulls Chaos up lands a hard knee to the gut before focusing on the back once again landing a clubbing strike before tackling Chaos towards the guard rail once more, Chaos reacts quickly hitting a drop toe hold that sends Cassidy head first crashing in to guard rail causing the audience to wince in pain.

HE: Chaos showing why you shouldn't give him any chance to come back in to this one! A rookie mistake by Cassidy!

HA: This man is a huge talent but he can't let revenge get in the way!

Chaos picks Cassidy up before rolling him in to the ring, the fans begin to boo as he goes for pin

...1
…...2
…......KICKOUT

The boo's are transformed in to cheers as Cassidy manages to get the shoulder up at the last second, Chaos hits the matt in frustration before hitting a kick to the gut of Cassidy

HE: G-FORCE!

HA: NO...ICE HAMMER!

As Chaos looks for the Angel's Wing attack Cassidy is able to spin around the back looking for his inverted DDT only for Chaos to elbow him back hitting a superb Pele Kick that stuns Cassidy, Chaos reacts quickly running towards the turnbuckle and hitting a springboard crossbody

HA: WHAT AN IMPACT THAT HAS TO BE IT!

HE: What a Superkick!

As Chaos rebounds Cassidy is able to steady himself hitting a desperation Ice Breaker that catches Chaos mid air leaving him down in the ring, Cassidy crawls over and drapes his hand across Chaos

...1

…...2

…......KICKOUT!

To the shock of everyone Chaos pushes away the hand of Cassidy who stays knelt in the ring as somehow Chaos begins to stir, pulling himself up, the crowd begin to boo as Chaos begins to laugh manically at one point before screaming in fear in the other, Cassidy gets to his feet with a look of complete shock on his face as Chaos joins him in the middle of the ring

HA: This one will seal it! A 2nd Ice Breaker!

HE: No! What agility!

The replay shows as Chaos is able to drop on to his back sending Cassidy crashing through the ropes and on to the apron before kipping back up and charging towards the turnbuckle, the crowd are impressed as Chaos manages to use the turnbuckle to moonsault over the top rope before before looking for a tornado DDT from the apron to the outside...

HE: HOW THE HELL AS HE MANAGED THAT!?

HA: Chaos' weight has let him down again!

The crowd let out a massive cheer as Cassidy is able to catch Chaos before spinning him around and hitting a massive Ice Hammer on the apron leaving both men down, Cassidy reacts first rolling Chaos back in and making the cover

...1

…...2

…......2.9

….........KICKOUT!?

The arena goes silent as Chaos once again kicks out, Cassidy jumps to his feet and shakes his head before gritting his teeth and shouting for Chaos to stand up before making his way over to the corner and stalking Chaos

HA: What is Cassidy going to have to do to put this one to bed!? He's hit Chaos with an Ice Hammer and an Ice Breaker and Chaos still keeps coming back

HE: Whatever is possessing Chaos wants to take Cassidy with him...

Chaos lets out another scream seemingly shouting NO over and over again as he gets back to his knees, his head tilts and he once again begins to speak to himself as Cassidy looks on with a worried look

Chaos: This ends now!
CHAOS: WE END HIM NOW!
Chaos: No! NO! NOOO!

Chaos suddenly goes silent as a calm smile covers his face, he looks at Cassidy and stretches his arms out before mouthing 'thank you' to him as Cassidy charges towards Chaos landing a final Ice Breaker superkick

...1

…...2

…......3

HA: THAT'S IT! Cassidy comes away with the win!

HE: What a battle and hopefully it'll be the last time we see that fruitloop Chaos...Cassidy just did him a favour!

HA: I think Chaos may agree with you there brother.

“Cold as Ice” blasts out to a fantastic ovation from the fans in attendance and the referee raises Nicky Cassidy’s arm in victory. He looks down at Chaos with little emotion and then celebrates with the fans…

HA: Nicky Cassidy finally has put this issue with Chaos to bed….fantastic way to kick off Night of Glory…

HE: Sensational opener and it is only going to better from here…

Match result: Nicky Cassidy via pinfall
Match time: 4 minutes, 55 seconds

(Backstage the camera shows Blade arriving at the arena, he is still fairly beaten up from Anarchy, there is swelling around his eyes and bruising on his face, he is moving slowly struggling with the weight of the bags he is carrying. Christy approaches with her team)

CJ: Oh my god Blade, are you ok, you’re not seriously gonna go ahead with tonight’s match?

(Blade lifts his head slightly, the sparkle in his eyes is gone and he barely flickers a smile)

B: I have to do this Christy. I need to make amends

(Christy shakes her head)

CJ: You don’t have anything to make up for Blade; this isn’t worth killing yourself over.

Maybe you should just forfeit, no one will think any less of you

(Blade drops his bags as he glares at Christy)

B: I will think less of me Christy. All of what has happened, what will happen has been brought about because of my actions. I deserve this and I need to see it to the end, whatever the outcome

I know you think I am mad but I have never backed down from a fight and I cannot start now. Tonight is the biggest night of the year; this is everything I worked so hard to come back for. I can’t just give up because of a few bruises

CJ: Surely the doctor hasn’t signed you off?

(Blade smiles but winces with pain)

B: Mr. Jones has waived the requirement for doctor’s approval. I know the risks and I am happy to accept them. Please just help me get to the locker room and I will take care of the rest

(Christy shakes her head as Blade pleads with her)

B: Please. I need to do this!

(Christy begrudgingly accepts and she and her team pick up Blades bags as they help him slowly towards the locker room area)

*The camera flickers on to see Jerome Dubois walking through the corridors of the O2. The camera is directly in front of his path and backtracking as the Frenchman marches forward.

HA: And here comes the newest member of our illustrious Hall of Fame. A man looking for his first solo win at a Night of Glory.

HE: A true great; a man of honour and pride. Always the height of class.
HA: I wouldn't go quite that far, but he has most definitely earned his place.

*Dubois suddenly stops. He looks straight down the lens of the camera, rolls his eyes and then begins to walk again.

JD: Bonjour, 6CW. Welcome to the march of the French...Redemption. You join moi now as a new chapter begins in the glorious story of Le Phenomene Francais.

*A "Oui! Oui! Oui!" chant begins in the crowd and echoes around the corridors. Dubois sneers.

JD: Non! Non! Non! You fools! Zis is not your show! Zis is mine! No more of your noise.

*The crowd boo

JD: And...as for zat 'Urst

*Dubois stops and stands still as a "Yes! Yes! Yes!" chant starts now, much to his chagrin.

JD: Non, non, non 'Urst. Zese people, don't do it for zem. They will give you nothing! When Jerome Dubois brings you crashing down to Earth zere will be no one to comfort you.

*Dubois smiles

JD: And you will fade away, a sham of a man as I begin my ascent to ze top of 6CW!

*Dubois pushes the camera away and walks on as the scene fades.

(Daniel Reilly is walking backstage when he is approached by Christy James)

CJ: Are you happy

(Reilly looks straight through the backstage reporter)

CJ: Look at me you twisted son of a b****. I don’t care who you have giving you favours, you really think you can just do what you want, when ever you want to?

(Reilly smiles at Christy dismissively)

CJ: You smug bas****!

You damn near killed him and for what, male pride, revenge. You are a 6CW original; you know how much this place means to Blade, you know he won’t back down, no matter what the cost

How can you stand there and watch this happen to this company. Don’t you care about the history?

(Reilly curls his lip)

DR: 6CW can burn in hell as far as I care!

(Reilly walks away as Christy continues shouting at the UK Champion)

CJ: This isn’t over. The Authority will get what’s coming to it. 6CW will not be destroyed

(Reilly turns and smiles smugly before walking out of shot)

*Timothy Allen is backstage.

TA: My guest at this time, one of tonight's four competitors battling it out inside the Chamber of Horrors...

*As Allen pauses a huge "LET THEM FIGHT!" chants breaks out in the crowd. He waits a beat to let it die down a little.

TA: Lucas Takeo!

*Takeo walks into shot and over to Allen. He stands upright, looking particularly disinterested.

TA: Lucas, tonight you enter a structure meant to inspire violence...all for the Xtreme Championship. Is this--

*Takeo holds his hand out over the microphone, stares into Allen's eyes and then snatches it from him.

LT: Lucas Takeo doesn't dance to the tune of this monster's ball. Let them play their games and fight their wars. Tonight the strongest man, the most savage individual this industry has ever seen. And it will lead me to the Xtreme Championship; a title that was kept from me. No contest. Ojore goes to a no-contest. Not tonight. Tonight it's Takeo time!

*Takeo drops the mic and leaves a shaken Allen standing as the scene fades.

Match 2
6CW UK Championship
Daniel Reilly (c) vs. Blade

Back at ringside the crowd are on their feet in anticipation of the next match

HA: What a start already Henry. Cassidy showing a real ruthless streak to finally get that monkey off his back

HE: I didn’t think he had it in him

HA: Well we will mark that one down as a W for 6CW shall we……….

HE: If you want to clutch at straws, I hardly think the first match has any bearing on the outcome of the rest of the PPV

HA: Momentum dear brother. Inspiration taken from the performances of your compatriots goes a long way in this game and I am hoping that Blade has been watching backstage and has taken heart from the performance of the rookie

HE: Judging by the look of him earlier I’d say Blade has two hopes tonight, slim and none

HA: We shall see Henry. Anything can happen in 6CW

“Broken Dreams” blasts out of the speakers to a crescendo of boos. Daniel Reilly makes his entrance, amid a flurry of red pyros he poses on the ramp wearing an black and red S.O.A t shirt and the UK Championship is around his waist he starts to bad mouth the crowd as he walks towards the ring

HE: A 6CW original, former World Champion and a valuable member of The Authority. Daniel Reilly is my tip for the top in 2014

HA: Another one?

HE: Scoff at your peril Harold. We are entering a period of dominance never before seen and Daniel Reilly will be leading the way

Reilly rolls under the ropes and climbs the far turnbuckle, stretching his arms out wide he smiles broadly as the boos echo across the arena floor

HA: Never has a man so engulfed in his own self confidence been seen in a 6CW ring.

HE: You say that like it’s a flaw

HA: We will soon see Henry

Reilly raises the UK Championship in the air and smiles smugly as he hands it to the referee

"I do what I want" booms out and the fans rush to the barriers.

HA: Night of Glory has been seen to provide redemption for lost souls before and Blade is hoping tonight’s event provides a springboard to get his career back on track

HE: The man should have given up long ago, he’s past it, not even a has been, the man is a never was

The crowds stay standing as the music continues to play but there is no sign of Blade

HE: And it looks like Blade has finally accepted that fate himself

HA: I wouldn’t bet on it Henry. Blade will never give up without a fight

HE: Well where is he then?

Reilly is smiling from ear to ear and the fans start to boo as he lifts a mic

DR: Has the gladiator Blade finally fallen on his sword, please don’t hide out back skulking in the shadows, come out here, we want to share in your disappointment

Reilly laughs as the arena falls silent, the video screen bursts into life to show a scene from backstage

Mr. Jones is seen shouting orders

MJ: Teach him a lesson; I’m sick of him thinking we owe him a living

The camera pans to reveal Helms, Daniels and Altair surrounding a figure lying face down on the floor

MJ: Pick him up

Helms grabs the lifeless body to reveal Blade, he is bleeding heavily and appears to be out cold

MJ: Get him out of my arena!!

Daniels opens the arena door and Blade’s body is dragged out to the car park

MJ: Leave him there with the trash, he’s done

Blade is dropped to the floor and the three men start to lay the boot in

Jones has an evil smile

MJ: Please, come on, we are not animals

Helms, Daniels and Altair lift their hands and start to step back, Jones shakes each man by the hand as they re-enter the arena closing the door on the lifeless body of Blade. The camera returns to ringside where Reilly is struggling to hold back the laughter

HA: Oh my god, we need to get medical help out there. The man was unconscious; you can’t just leave him out there to rot

HE: It’s a long time coming Harold, the guys a waste of space

HA: Like him or not, nobody deserves that

Reilly lifts the mic once more

DR: Oh my god, no. What about my match. That’s not fair!

Reilly smiles as the crowd boo and a Blade chant goes around the arena

DR: He can’t hear you save your breath. Take this as a lesson; this is what happens when you step out against the Authority. This is what happens when you dare to question us

Your dreams are broken!!!!!!!!

Reilly drops the mic, rolling from the ring he grabs the UK Championship from the ringside announce desk before heading up the ramp

HE: A very impressive defence from the Champ.

HA: The match never even started. Once again The Authority doing what ever the hell they want

HE: Get used to it Harold

Reilly mocks the crowd before disappearing through the curtain

*The image on screen flickers to Altair walking backstage, face full of focus as he strolls through the corridors of the O2 Arena.

HA: There is one of the eight men who will try and scale the heights to capture the reinstated 6CW International Championship.

HE: He's THE man who will take home gold, Harold, don't even question it. The Authority doesn’t recruit poorly.

HA: How's Tyler Roth?

HE: Even Roth is better than the other seven men in that match; he merely just wasn't Altair standard!

*Altair turns a corner at exactly the same time Jimmy Phillips is doing the same thing in the opposite direction. The pair bump straight into each other and when they regain their composure a steely stand off begins.

HA: And there's another man hoping to take home that very same crown!

HE: My advice to him now is be the same as it will be later; run.

*Phillips makes the first move, laughing loudly.

JP: Man, look at your face! You think you're some sort of hitman don't you? Where's the dossiers, Alex, where are my notes?

*Altair sneers

AA: I saw them on the cubicle walls. "Jimmy Phillips goes down for free".

*Phillips' smile slips

AA: Yes, I can play your immature games too, Jimmy. I am better than you at everything. And that's why I have no dossier with me, Jimmy, because there is very, very little to say.

*Phillips takes a step towards Altair, causing the Authority's man into a smile.

JP: This is the Year of the Talent, you snivelling little runt, and you'll soon see why Jimmy Phillips is the man no dossier could even explain. When your brothers don't want you any more, when Jones and his cronies turn their back, remember the man who sent you spiralling down. Jimmy Phillips, International Champion, at your service.

*Phillips sticks a middle finger in Altair's face and walks away as the scene fades.

*Christy James is backstage, she is dressed in a shimmering blue dress

CJ: My guest at this time...Hobo!

*Hobo walks over and shakes hands with Christy

H: Ahhh, CJ, a pleasure!

CJ: As to you, Hobo! It's still great to have you back. How are you looking forward to the ladder match for the International Championship tonight?

H: I'm excited, Christy. I'm back on this stage and I'm back in a big, big match. That's a prestigious title that I am going out there to claim. That's a huge crowd that deserve to see one hell of a match.

CJ: Are you ready? You've had a nice spell here, getting back into the swing of things, but this is a match with seven hungry guys. Younger men who are making waves in this industry...

H: Are you trying to say I'm old?

*Hobo is laughing as Christy backtracks.

CJ: No, no. But you, like Dubois and like Jackson Black, are coming into a world that has changed ever so slightly. The landscape is not the same.

H: Lemme stop you there, Christy. The landscape has changed. It will always change. That's what that this business is about. And that's why I'm here. Hobo isn't over. Tonight I come here to show the world I'm not done. This is my chance to send a message. This may be a young man's game, but this is where I show the whole of this business that Hobo can run with the best of them...and I'll take that International Championship title on my way, please and thank you!

*Christy laughs along with Hobo this time and they shake hands.

CJ: Thank you for your time, Hobo. Best of luck!

*Hurst and Reborn are backstage, both in what appear to be very expensive suits.

JH: Just for one night, Robin.

RR: I ain't comfortable in this, man.

JH: It's Night of Glory, we will mark the occasion appropriately. Start out like winners and we'll end like winners too.

RR: You know no one forgetting my name after this, man!

JH: Precisely, the image they have should be of daredevil in the ring, professional out of it. And a suave looking one at that.

RR: Whatever. You gotta get your head in the game now, don't worry about me.

JH: For once, Robin, I'm not at all worried about you. A ladder match is your playground. I know you want that title, I know you want to win things, but I know you won't be happy unless the crowd are jumping out of their seats. What have you got planned?

*Reborn has a Cheshire Cat like grin on his face

RR: Robin Reborn don't plan it baby, it just happens. I see a chance to do something and my mind just goes there. That's why I practice all that falling. When I'm in the zone I just don't have a choice.

JH: Instincts have got us where we are today, even if mine are far more based on technique than your own.

RR: Hey! I fall with technique man, you did what I do and we'd be airlifting you to hospitals!

*Hurst and Reborn smile together.

JH: Lets just keep it together and take it a step at a time. You've got a title to win and I've got a boobie to deal with.

RR: Just one?

JH: The after party doesnt count.

*The pair high five like giddy teenagers and Robin shouts

"NIGHT OF GLORY BABY!"

...as the scene fades.

*Timothy Allen is outside the arena.

TA: You join me now in the car park of the O2 Arena, at the very least the area 6CW have for our own staff, our trucks and arrangements. Myself and the crew came out here to attempt, as difficult as it always is, to have a quick interview with Xtreme Champion Ojore.

*The camera zooms over Tim's shoulder and we see Ojore sat on the ground, next to a fire, legs crossed.

TA: This is the position the champ has been sat in for over an hour. No movement, no noise, his eyes have not opened. Twice now we have approached him, twice we have received not even a twitch of acknowledgement.

*The shot stays paused on Ojore.

TA: He said the time for talking was over. He had left the words to Plague, to Joshua, even to Takeo. He has stood by that sentiment. No figure could be calmer in front of what will soon face him.

*The camera zooms back out to Allen's face.

TA: I have been in this business a long time now and I've seen some animals, some monsters and some truly horrendous battles. I've seen nervous men ahead of wars in that ring, I have seen men relish the brutality.

*He pauses.

TA: Never have I seen a man so unmoved by the prospect of such a structure and such destruction. This is the man they have chosen to challenge. They are three men unlike any other before them; as close to insane that can walk the streets alone, if not far far worse. But they all still feel like challengers stepping into a battlefield they could never comprehend on a level of this monster.

*Off camera we hear one of the crew "Holy s*** he's moving" and the cameraman swings his camera round to see Ojore stand. He lifts his flaming crown and walks towards the group. Allen instinctively jumps to try grab a word.

TA: Ojore, Ojore, how do you feel ahead of this war? How can you remain so calm? Do you expect to remain champion?

*Ojore is now walking past the men and Allen is almost running to keep alongside him.

TA: What lies ahead?

*With that Ojore stops. He turns to face Allen.

O: Desolation.

*Again he walks on, leaving the camera crew and Allen rooted to the spot as the scene fades.

Match 3
Jack Hurst vs Jerome Dubois

He: What a special match we have coming up, no sir there are no titles on the line in this one, but we are about to witness the newest inductee of the 6CW hall of fame as Jerome Dubois goes up against Jack Hurst

Ha: and well deserved it is. Jerome Dubois lives and breathes this company, he's achieved so much here and is a true legend of the game

He: But tonight it’s the biggest night of the 6CW calendar, he can't let his induction faze him as Jack Hurst will certainly be looking to make a good impression on his Night of Glory debut, not that it'll matter one bit when Le Phenomone Francais gets his hands on him

“Rule, Britannia!” plays throughout the arena and the home crowd pop loudly. Out comes Jack Hurst...a Union Jack draped across his shoulders and down his back. He's donned the full white tights too, a union jack down one leg and "Bulldog" on the other.

HA: It was on these shores that the British Bulldog had arguably his best ever match over 20 years ago at Wembley Stadium. What a tribute by a true British gentleman, and this crowd absolutely love it!

The crowd are all on their feet and start a rousing chant for “Bulldog”.

HE: Another legend, Hurst is clearly channelling a greater power to try and overcome France's finest.

Hurst stares around the crowd almost in awe before bowing to either side of the stage. He makes his way down to the ring and circles the ring, finding one of the younger fans who he drapes the flag across before sliding inside and climbing a turnbuckle for photos

HA: Always the gentleman and these fans love him.

He: But I have a feeling you may be about to hear the loudest ovation you'll hear tonight

The fans go quiet as three bells toll from Dubois' old entrance, as they die out a huge 'OUI' chant circles spreads around the crowd and turns into a mixed reaction as “Beat the Devil’s Tattoo” starts to play. Jerome Dubois strides out to the stage full of pride and then slaps his hand to his chest over his heart and speaks inaudible words. He looks up to the screen were his entrance video has been replaced with footage of his hall of fame induction mixed in with highlights of his career before he makes his way down to the ring

He: The word legend is used far too easily for my liking these days, but with Dubois I can't think of a better word to sum him up

Ha: I think this is one of the rare times where we agree. I can't think of a more deserved hall of fame inductee

Dubois climbs into the ring and climbs up the top rope. Camera flashes illuminate from out of the crowd as he stars out across the arena before hopping down and coming face to face with his opponent

Ha: well this one has been a long time in the making, there's almost been a competition going on between these two guys with Hurst thinking the being the English gentlemen is superior to the classy Frenchman of Dubois

Ha: This one should be a doozy

The crowd are split as half are chanting Eng-er-land and the others continuing the oui chant as the two men tie up in the centre of the ring. they jostle for an advantage and Dubois begins to back Hurst up into the corner of the ring and Hurst quickly turns the tables backing Dubois up against the turnbuckles

The official quickly orders the two men to break the hold and they meet in the centre of the ring again. They go to tie up but Dubois reacts quicker and grabs Hurst in a headlock. Hurst backs Dubois against the ropes and pushes him across the ring and then takes Dubois down with an arm drag.

Dubois jumps straight back to his feet and walks into a headlock from Hurst who spins the Frenchman down to the mat. Dubois adjusts his position and manages to break the headlock taking Hurst down with a headscissors, but Hurst quickly lifts up to his feet and walks into an arm drag from Dubois.

Dubois keeps an armbar locked in but Hurst battles to his feet and then manages to whip Dubois against the rope, he goes for a body drop but Dubois manages to roll down behind him and goes for a school boy pin

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Ha: Both men looking to establish an advantage early on this one

The two men circle the ring before tying up again. Dubois quickly goes into a headlock and Hurst backs him against the ropes. He whips him across the ring but Dubois knocks him down with a running shoulder charge. He bounces against the ropes and then clotheslines Hurst back to the mat as he gets to his feet and then as he gets to his feet again Dubois whips him into the corner of the ring again

Dubois sizes Hurst up and then charges at him with a running clothesline and then as Hurst staggers out of the corner Dubois doubles him over with a kick to the gut and then drops him a European uppercut before hooking the leg

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Ha: Lovely sidewalk slam from the hall of famer

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Dubois gets to his feet and lifts Hurst up, he kicks him in the gut and sets him in position for the DDT

Ha: INVERTED ATOMIC DROP...HURST HAS AN OPENING

Hurst manages to counter out of the DDT attempt and then with Dubs on the ropes he runs at him knocking him out of the ring with a clothesline. He catches his breath as Dubois slowly pulls himself up using the ring apron

He: INCOMING!!

Hurst bounces off the opposite ropes and then vaults clear to the outside of the ring almost Taker-esque taking the Frenchman down on the outside. He gets straight back up and lifts Dubois to his feet sliding him back inside the ring

Hurst climbs on to the ring apron and up to the top rope, he waits motioning for Dubois to get to his feet

Ha: MISSILE DROPKICK!!

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He: Dubois is out cold. What a win this could be

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Ha: SHOULDER UP!!

Hurst fixes his wrestling boots before getting up to his feet again. He lifts Dubois off the mat and then backs him into the corner of the ring. He climbs to the second rope and then starts to connect with right hand punches as the crowd count along with each one

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He: Jack Hurst showing no intimidation in the face of the nest Hall of Famer.......FINISHING WITH A MONKEY FLIP SENDING DUBS FLYING INTO THE CENTRE OF THE RING

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Ha: But still not enough to put Dubois away

Hurst looks to the heavens before standing up again. He walks over to the corner of the ring and slowly begins to climb to the top rope

He: What does Hurst have in mind here

Ha: Hey, it’s Night of Glory, this is the night for taking your chances

He: MOONSAU.....

Ha: SPEAR FROM DUBOIS! HURST WAS UPSIDE DOWN AND DUBOIS TACKLED HIM OUT OF THE AIR

crowd: Holy Merde x5

Both men are down as Dubois crawls toward the rope and begins to pull himself up breathing heavily. He makes his way over to Hurst and reaches down to lift him up

He: SMALL PACKAGE

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Ha: THR.....NO KICK OUT, JUST

Dubois quickly gets to his feet beating Hurst to the punch and knocks him down with a clothesline. Hurst bounces back up but is knocked down with another clothesline and then jumps up again and Dubs scoop slams him back down to the mat and quickly follows with an elbow drop

Dubois considers the cover but stays on the offensive as he lifts Hurst to his feet and then Irish whips him against the ropes before connecting with a big body drop. Hurst tries to get to his feet but Dubois closes in quickly and takes him down with a Russian leg sweep and floats over into a pin

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Ha: WHAT A DDT! WHAT SICKENING IMPACT

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He: BUT HURST KICKS OUT! DON'T THINK DUBOIS CAN BELIEVE IT

Ha: I don't think I can. Look at this replay, this wasn't just a standard DDT, look at the height and pace he drives his head down to the mat

Dubois looks on in astonishment, he gets up and signals for the end which draws huge cheers from the crowd. He taunts Hurst and motions him to get to his feet. Hurst grabs Dubois and pulls himself to his feet only to be kicked in the mid-section

He: Think we know what Dubois has in store here

Ha: CULTURE SHOCK!!

He: WHAT A SUPLEX FROM HURST! HE WRIGGLED FREE OF the CULTURE SHOCK AND SENDS DUBOIS FLYING WITH A GERMAN RELEASE SUPLEX

Hurst drags himself across the ring and manages to drape an arm across the chest of Dubois

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He: Has he got him?

Ha: Not quite, official is signalling a two count

Hurst rolls off him and pulls himself up. He catches his breath as Dubois slowly gets to his feet as well and then Hurst meets him in the centre of the ring kicking him in the stomach before sending him flying with a snap suplex, he rolls through and drags him to his feet again nailing a second suplex, followed by a third then a fourth before finally nailing a fifth snap suplex

Hurst climbs to the top rope and waits For Dubois before soaring through the air taking him down with a flying crossbody

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He: Closest we've come so far. Hurst can count himself unlucky there

Hurst gets to his feet and then lifts Dubois up and bounces him against the ropes, he whips him across the ring and then takes Dubois down with an overhead throw and quickly crawls across hooking both legs

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Ha: Kick out again, Hurst needs to make sure he doesn't allow his frustration to get the better of him

Hurst gets up and climbs to the top rope again. He waits patiently as he waits for Dubois to pull himself up

He: Axe handle

Ha: DUBOIS REVERSES

He: I think he's looking for the sharpshooter, that’s a hold that Jack Hurst would be wise to avoid....AND HE HAS! ANKLE LOCK LOCKED IN AND DUBOIS HAS NOWHERE TO GO

There is a mixed reaction around the crowd as Dubois frantically tries to fight against the ankle lock. He manages to spin on his back and kicks out at Hurst but the latter keeps the ankle lock applied. Dubois pulls himself across the ring toward the ropes and tries to reach out his hand falling just short. He inches closer and raises his arm in the air ready for another grab at the rope

He: Brilliant for Hurst

There are hints of boos around the crowd as Hurst drags Dubois back into the centre of the ring away from the rope and locks in the ankle lock submission hold again. the official positions himself looking for the submission but Dubois refuses to give up. He manages to push himself up on his hands and then onto a standing leg. Hurst is powerless as Dubois gets to a hooping foot and he quickly breaks the submission and aims a running clothesline at the Frenchman

Ha: Dubois read that one......WHAT A SPINEBUSTER! THE RING IS STILL SHAKING

Both men are down in the ring as the officials starts to count them out

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He: Both men just managing to answer the count of ten

Ha: thankfully, would be a shame for this to end on a count out

The two come to blows in the middle of the ring. Dubois plants a big right hand to the jaw of Hurst who responds in kind. Dubois answers with another haymaker and Hurst responds with a forearm shot and starts to gain an advantage, he hits a second and a third backing Dubois up against the ropes

He: Irish whip

Ha: Reversed by Dubois.......AU REVOIR! DUBOIS HAS HIM WITH the SIT OUT SIDE SLAM

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He: HURST KICKS OUT! NOTHING IN THAT

Dubois gets to his feet and leans on the ropes staring out across the crowd as a oui chant starts up again. Hurst slowly begins to get up but Dubois drags him up to his feet and kicks him in the gut

Ha: WHAT A POWERBOM! SURELY OVER

He: But Dubois isn't going for a cover, what else does he have in mind?

Ha: CULTURE SHOCK! THIS TIME HE NAILS IT

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He: HURST GETS THE SHOULDER OUT! HE KICKS OUT! DUBOIS DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO

Ha: Understandable, not often that move lets him down

Dubois holds his head in his hands with a blank look on his face. He looks to the heavens and then gets to his feet and drags Hurst up, he kicks him in the stomach again sets him in position for the Dominator again

Ha: Looking for as second Culture Shock, this would definitely do it

He: Hurst is free....CHARM OFFENSIVE

The crowd are cheering wildly as Hurst rolls down on his feet behind Dubois and then unleashes his signature punch combo as Dubois groggily staggers to and fro and bounces off the ropes back toward Hurst

He: WASHBOARD STOMACH!!

Ha: But he can't get over to make the cover as Dubois rolls out of the ring. Brilliant from the hall of famer

Hurst looks on in despair as he tries to stop Dubois rolling out of the ring. He gets to his feet and looks around the fans who are cheering both guys on before he climbs to the top rope and motions for Dubois to get to his feet

Ha: WHAT A MOONSAULT TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING! HURST PUTTING IT ALL ON THE LINE

Hurst jumps back up to his feet and rolls in and out of the ring breaking the officials count. He lifts Dubs to his feet and rams his head against the ring canvas and then slides him back inside the ring before climbing onto the ring apron. He watches on for Dubois to get up and then he jumps up and springboards off the top rope

Ha: WHAT AN UPPERCUT!! HURST IS OUT COLD

We see replays as Hurst springboards off the rope only for Dubois to hit a Cesaro-esque uppercut taking Hurst out mid-air. Dubois lifts a groggy Hurst up to his feet and kicks him in the gut

Ha: He calls this fortune....WHAT A MOVE!

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ding ding ding

Ha: Hurst gave it his all and on any other night could easily have left with the win, but tonight is Dubois' night

He: Brilliant showing from both men, but the Hall of famer reached down and took every ounce of experience he had to overcome his plucky opponent today

Ha: Jack Hurst can still be proud even in defeat, what a showing he had, but Dubois doing what Dubois has made a career doing. What a match and still plenty more to come

The official raises Dubois arm in victory as Hurst comes to in the ring holding his head

HA: The fans may not actually like Dubois but they respect his career and all he has done for 6CW…great match.

Match result: Jerome Dubois via pinfall
Match time: 9 minutes, 07 seconds

*Christy is backstage waiting to interview...

CJ:...My guest at this time...DeMarcus Brown

*The raucous Night of Glory crowd give a mixed reaction as DeMarcus swaggers into shot.

CJ: DeMarcus, back in 6CW just in time for the biggest night of the year. A shot at the International Championship your reward on return...what are your thoughts ahead of this huge ladder match?

DB: Gon' need some huge ladders to hold up the egos in this match. Dead weights too. None of y'all standing in my way are good enough to roll with D Brown. I gon' make all y'all s--

??: ERMAHGERD!

*The crowd cheer loudly as they hear the unmistakeable tones of Bam Sparkleston interrupt Brown mid sentence. Bam scuttles into shot and immediately takes a selfie with Brown, who can only push Sparkleston's arm off once the damage is done. Bam completely knocks Christy out of the way, seemingly not noticing here as he steps in to talk to Brown.

BS: This is so amazeballs! O M G it's N O G! And we get to wrestle, DeDe! Are you not so totally hyped?

*Brown stares at Bam with a face full of rage

DB: I ain't your boy, don't touch me.

BS: Oh, DeDe, you're so hip!

*Bam slaps Brown on the arm playfully, his hand lingering and mouth opening wide as he graces across Brown's bicep.

BS:...and so strong.

DB: Boy, where I'm from you talk a fool like that you get clapped

BS: Oooooo! I know right where you're from, DeDe. I've been! Right up to your house I went

*Brown is notably taken aback, betraying his usual sense of cool.

BS: Oh, it was totes the shizzle. I spoke to Lil' Jay, Ray Ray, Supa Fool and Anthony. Lovely stories they told, one even gave me an authentic DeMarcus Brown doo-rag!

*DeMarcus shakes his head and says to himself

DB: Lil Jay gots to stop that s***

BS: Language DeMarcus! There's little Sparkles watching!

DB: Foo' you got to get out of my--

BS: Can't stop, DeDe! Hobo needs a rub down before the match!

*Bam blows him a kiss and skips away, DeMarcus immediately getting his phone out and making a call

DB: Ray Ray, man, you tell Lil Jay he's got a DeMarcus sized problem coming his way.

(The crowd cheers as Gazzy & Max are shown arriving backstage. Both men appear relaxed as they sign autographs and pose for photos. A small gathering of fans start to talk to the pair about tonight’s matches)

FAN1: You gonna kick The Authority’s ass tonight?

(Gazzy smiles)

GD: We’ll do our best

FAN2: You worried Gazzy will turn on you Max?

(Max laughs as Gazzy tries to speak)

MA: Its ok I’ve got this…..

Would you like to see Gazzy turn on me?

(The fans initial bravado has disappeared and he appears nervous)

FAN2: Errrrm… Well I guess. You couldn’t blame him, You’ve been a bit of a d!ck in the past

(Adamson laughs again)

MA: Yes I have, I guess. And Gareth Darlington Undisputed World Champion has a certain ring to it

(The crowd cheers as Gazzy looks on nervously)

MA: What do you say Gazzy, should I be worried?

(Gazzy smiles and laughs)

GD: Always expect the unexpected Max, isn’t that what you once told me?

(Max pats Gazzy on the shoulder as the flash bulbs continue. Max rests the EWF belt over the shoulder of the fan as they pose for further photos.Walking away Gazzy turns to Max)

GD: You know I would never……

(Max smiles)

MA: You do whatever you need to do Gareth….

*Timothy Allen is standing backstage facing the camera, mic in hand...

TA: Allow me to introduce my guest at this time, 6CW's illustrious, longest reigning, former International Championship...Jackson Black!

*Black walks into frame and shoves Allen away.

JB: This isn't an interview. I'm not here to cooperate with the rules and regulations whilst my belt is being whored about to any inadequate idiot.

*Allen's head comes up in the corner of the screen and Black turns and growls at him.

JB: Stay down.

*Allen quickly disappears and Black turns to the camera again.

JB: Black is back in fashion; every damn soul in this arena and every little warrior at home should make note. And they can do that as they watch Jackson Black take back what is rightfully his. That belt was mine when the doors closed before and it is mine now I have returned. I wasn't beaten for it then, and I won't be stopped now. It is sitting there, hanging above the Night of Glory ring, waiting for me to take it back. No drama. I know how to win the pressure matches. These other fools are nothing new and nothing special. Hobo's lost it, Brown, Reborn, Phillips, Altair have never had it, Bam doesn't know what "it" is and Cutler will still being told all about it whilst I take hold and skip back down the champion.

*Black hits the end of the mic a couple times between his hands.

JB: It's on, good. You all heard. You've got no excuses now for being surprised one damn bit.

*Black throws the mic in the air, storms off and we hear a thud as the mic falls onto Timothy Allen.

Match 4
6CW International Championship
Ladder match
Jimmy Phillips vs Alexander Altair vs Hobo vs Jax Cutler vs Robin Reborn vs Jackson Black vs DeMarcus Brown vs Bam Sparkleston

Ding ding

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a LADDER MATCH!

*Crowd pop

Ring Announcer: And it is for the 6CW International Championship!

HA: Our second title match of the evening and boy is this one going to be a doozy…

HE: Night of Glory always creates memorable moments….but this match might have its very own highlight reel…

HA: Eight men all bidding to get their hands on gold tonight, every one of them has different reasons and motivations but when it comes down to it….they just want to be a champion!

The fans are making a wild amount of noise as the cameras pan around to show an array of ladders at ringside. The aisleway has three ladders set up in it and there are dozens more placed against the security railings…..”Gangster Rap” then roars out of the speakers…

RA: Introducing first…hailing from San Jose, California….weighing in at 260 pounds………..Deeeemmmmaaarrrrccccuuuusss Brrrroooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwnnnnnn!

Brown bounces on the stage and then removes the bandana from around his mouth as he walks down the ramp and towards the ring. He takes a look at the ladders around him and then climbs onto the apron, staring high up at the title belt…

HA: Rules of the match are simple…you climb the ladder, you grab the belt…

HE: And avoid the other seven superstars whilst doing it…

DeMarcus Brown circles the ring and continues to stare up at the belt above him when “Watch me shine” echoes out to a chorus of boos. There is an explosion of pyros and then the next competitor arrives on the stage…

RA: From Phoenix, Arizona………..weighing in at 225 pounds………..Jaaaccckkkksssoooonnn Blllaaaacccckkkkk!

HA: Former International Champion….Jackson Black returned to 6CW a few weeks ago to lay claim to the championship that was taken from him over two years ago….

HE: Black was unfairly stripped of that belt, he never lost it…tonight he can reclaim his rightful crown…

Black rips off his vest and climbs up into the ring, where he goes head to head with Brown. Both men stare into each other’s eyes, the dislike obvious, and then “Don’t fear the reaper” hammers out to a wild set of cheers.

RA: Hailing from Wales……………..weighing in at 240 pounds……………Hoooooooooobbbbbbooooooooooooooooo!

HA: There aren’t many more popular men in the industry than the hall of famer that is Hobo…

HE: Hall of famer he may be but relevant he is no longer….Hobo’s had his day and with any luck someone will push him off a ladder and into retirement….

HA: What a horrible thing to say…Hobo has proven that he still has the drive to compete at this level and I say that you right him off at your own peril…

Hobo is tagging hands with the fans as he makes his way down the ramp. He looks in high spirits as he points to the rafters and motions that the belt is going around his waist. He rolls into the ring to join his opponents as “MK Ultra” plays out…

RA: Hailing from London, England………weighing in at 240 pounds….representing The Authority…..Allleeexxxaaaannnddddeeeerrr Alllllttttaaaaaaiiiiiirrrr!

HA: I don’t think there is a man in this arena who wants to see The Authority get their hands on any more gold…

HE: I do, the more the better…tonight is the night when The Authority secure ultimate dominance…

Altair lowers his robe and he stares up to the ring with a cold fury in his eyes. He runs his hand along one of the ladders and then he makes his way to the ring and enters after climbing up the steel steps….

HA: Altair has never tasted gold in his career so far…in fact, only Hobo and Jackson Black have out of the eight superstars involved….will this be a career-defining night for a new face?

Altair takes a long look at the three men already in the ring and then “Stronger” roars out to a huge round of applause. Pyros burst up into the rafters…

RA: From London, England……weighing in at 230 pounds…………..Rooobbbiiinnn Reeebbbooooorrrrnnn!

HA: This young man never backed down from a challenge or the chance to take a risk….Robin Reborn’s eyes light up when he sees those ladders and thinks of what he can do…this is his big stage to show what he can do….

HE: He can jump off big things, big deal….Reborn is a glorified tag team wrestler, he doesn’t cut it around this kind of competition…

HA: That remains to be seen….Reborn is very confident that tonight is when he makes himself known to the world….he believes this is his Night of Glory!

Reborn is bouncing around, clearly buzzed, and then he ducks in and out of the ladders as he walks down the aisleway. He has a huge smile on his face as he runs the rest of the way and dives under the bottom rope…

RA: From……..weighing in at 196 pounds……Baaaaammmm Spppaaarrrkkklllleeesssstttoooonnnn!

HE: Not this guy…

HA: Bam Sparkleston is a huge wrestling fan turned pro-wrestler….his arrival here in 6CW is a very unique story and if he was the win the International Championship tonight then it would be a moment that lives forever…

HE: I couldn’t bare it….what a mockery it would make of this belt…

Sparkleston is taking pictures of the arena, clearly engrossed by the occasion, and then points down to his t-shirt, which reads; “ERMAGHERD I AM WRESTLING AT NIGHT OF GLORY” and on the back “TOTES AMAZEBALLS!”. The crowd are warming to Sparkleston but the competitors in the ring don’t seem as impressed…

HE: Sparkleston is just a laughing stock….the rest of these guys can’t believe he is competing with them….

Sparkleston climbs into the ring and takes a picture of the other superstars before waving at Jackson Black. Black looks disgusted and trash talks Sparkleston a little as “Cold Ash” screams out to the biggest ovation of the match so far….

HA: He has claimed that 2014 is the “Year of the Talent” but can Jimmy Phillips finally make good on that prediction?

HE: He’s a bottler, on a big stage like this Phillips chokes….

RA: From Cleveland, Ohio…………..weighing in at 257 pounds………Jiiiiimmmmmyyyy Phhhiiilllllliiiiippppppppssss!

Phillips walks from one side of the stage to the other, red pyros erupting all around him, and then he removes his top and begins to march down to the ring. There is a look of fierce determination on his face….

HA: Phillips has had such an up and down career, battling back from serious injury….setback after setback….but could he turn that all around tonight and walk out as the International Champion?

HE: Phillips has talent but he lacks killer instinct….unlike this man…

Phillips is just climbing through the ropes when “Bridge Burning” blasts out to another crescendo of boos. Michael Hathaway strides out on the stage, a smug grin on his face, and is soon followed by his “client”…

RA: And finally…..hailing from……..weighing in at 283 pounds….accompanied to the ring by Michael Hathaway………………Jaaaaaaxxxx Cuuuuutttttlllllllleeeeerrrr!

HE: Is there a more dominant man in wrestling right now?

HA: I can’t think of many….Jax Cutler has trailblazed through 6CW thus far and is looking to add championship gold to his already impressive resume…

HE: And with Michael Hathaway in his corner, anything can happen…Cutler thrives off his manager’s tactics…

HA: A lethal combination are Cutler and Hathaway…

Hathaway whispers a final piece of advice into Cutler’s ear and then sends his charge into the ring to join the fray. There is a long, long, staredown between all eight men and then slowly their eyes turn towards the belt hanging above them…

HA: Eight highly skilled competitors, hungry for success…..but only one of them can leave tonight as the International Champion…

HE: These guys have to do whatever it takes….this is the grand stage, it doesn’t come any bigger than this…Night of Glory….you go hard or you go home…

The crowd in the O2 are chanting “6C-Dub”, making huge noise, and then the bell sounds out to begin the contest. All eight superstars weigh up the situation and then all hell breaks loose…

HA: This is going to be a hard match to keep up with….we shall do our best….

Cutler and DeMarcus Brown run into each other in the centre of the ring and begin to explode with right hands. Jackson Black throws Sparkleston into the corner and begins to deliver vicious chops to the chest whilst Jimmy Phillips and Alexander Altair tussle….Robin Reborn and Hobo take a long look at each other and then Reborn dives to the outside to retrieve a ladder….

HA: Robin Reborn is looking to waste no time at all….

Reborn tries to grab a ladder but Hobo crashes into him from behind and barges him straight into the ringside barrier. Hobo then pulls a ladder up and heads back to the ring, placing it on the ring apron….CRACK!

HE: So long old timer…

Jackson Black runs across and baseball slides the ladder into the chest of Hobo, sending him sprawling across the hard floor. Black then rolls under the bottom and goes in search of a ladder….

HA: No feeling out process here….these men want a ladder and they want that championship belt….

Black is heading back to the ring with the ladder as Jimmy Phillips dives off the apron with a shoulder tackle that sends them crashing to the floor. Alexander Altair quickly follows the action and he drags Phillips up before suplexing him across the prone ladder….

HE: That is sickening….each shot with those ladders is going to leave a mark….

Altair is then spun around by DeMarcus Brown and lifted into the air before being spinebustered across the ladder. The crowd are going wild and then Jax Cutler turns Brown around and nails an STO, cracking the back of Brown’s head against the ladder….

HA: Complete carnage on the outside of the ring…

The action on the outside has allowed Bam Sparkleston to sneak back in the ring with a ladder. The crowd are on their feet as Sparkleston sets up the ladder and he begins to climb to the top…

HA: Bam Sparkleston has been left to his own devices….he is heading for the title…

HE: This cannot happen…

Robin Reborn springboards back into the ring and he dropkicks the ladder, taking it completely out from under Bam’s feet. Both men crash down to the floor and then Reborn pulls Sparkleston up and throws him to the outside…

HA: Now Reborn has a path to the gold…

Reborn sets the ladder back up and makes his way up the rungs when he is soon dragged back down by Jackson Black. Black tries waistlock Reborn into a German suplex but Reborn shows amazing athleticism to run up the ladder and backflip over Black’s head….he then runs to the ropes and springboards back with a flying headscissors which sends Black under the bottom rope and into the aisleway….

HE: All seven men down in the aisleway….

HA: Reborn has a huge chance here…

Reborn begins to climb back up the ladder when he spots the other seven competitors getting back to their feet in the aisleway. He looks around at the audience, who roar him on, and then he begins to move the ladder closer to the ropes…

HE: What is he doing? He has a free shot at the belt….

HA: Robin Reborn never misses a trick to do something crazy….JUST LIKE THAT!

HE: OH MY!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

HA: SHOOTING STAR PRESS FROM THE LADDER!

The flashbulbs go off and the noise in the arena is electric as Reborn throws himself from the top of the ladder and crashes down into the rest of the playing field. All eight men are down on the floor, struggling to stand…

HE: That was insane…

HA: Robin Reborn promised that tonight he would steal the show and he wasn’t kidding….

Crowd: Rob-in Re-Born x10

The first man to his feet is Jax Cutler, willed on by Michael Hathaway, and he stumbles over to the apron and climbs in. He quickly sets up the ladder in the centre and starts to climb towards the International Championship…

Hathaway: It is all yours, Jax….this is your moment….

Cutler is halfway up when Jimmy Phillips starts to climb up the opposite side. They both reach the top and begin to slug it out with huge right hands. Phillips shots are more telling and he manages to send Cutler crashing back down to the mat…

HA: Phillips is inches away…

Phillips’ fingertips brush the belt as Altair gets back in the mix and he pushes the ladder over. Phillips manages to land on his feet but not for long as Altair runs at him and drives a flying knee into his face…

HE: Way to go, Alexander….The Authority believes in you…

Altair now takes his turn to start climbing up the ladder. He is nearly at the top when he receives a sharp punch to the spine from DeMarcus Brown. Brown climbs up behind Altair, landing more punches to the back, and then he grabs hold of him….

HA: He’s not, from up there? OH JEEZ!

The crowd explode again as Brown delivers a huge back suplex from the top of the ladder. He and Altair are trampled on the mat as Robin Reborn springboards over the ropes and lands on the middle of the ladder….

HE: What the hell is with this guy?

HA: Robin Reborn has more tricks up his sleeve…

Reborn frantically begins to scramble his way up the ladder when Jackson Black gets back in the ring with another ladder in his possession. He holds it over his shoulder, like a battering ram, and then runs it upwards, colliding it into Reborn’s jaw….

Crowd: OOOOOO!

HE: Lights out right there….

Black sets the second ladder up next to the first and then he starts to climb towards the target. He gets near the top and reaches out for the championship when Hobo grabs his trunks, stopping him from reaching up…

HA: Hobo clinging on….

Black is trying to kick out and break free from Hobo’s grasp but the former Trash TV’er is holding firm. On the opposite side of the ladder, Bam Sparkleston begins to make his way to the summit….

HE: Anyone but him….

HA: Hobo is too busy trying to stop Black…

Sparkleston overtakes Jackson Black in the race for the title and he reaches up to grab the championship belt. Black manages to stomp down on Hobo’s head, breaking his grip, and then reaches up to stop Bam…

HA: It might be too late…..OH MY LORD!

HE: I’VE NEVER…

Crowd: That was awe-some x10

HA: We need replays….

The O2 Arena is going wild as Hobo comes back and ducks under Black’s legs before delivering a falling powerbomb. At the same time, Black manages to cling onto Bam Sparkleston and pull him off the ladder with an incredible northern lights suplex….

HE: Black and Sparkleston are broken….they are done…

HA: An incredible sequence….Hobo, unintentionally, just took out two men at once…

Hobo is on his knees, listening to the roar of the crowd, and then he turns back around and starts to make his way up the ladder. The flashbulbs are going off as Hobo nears the top and he reaches out his hand….

HA: He’s got the belt, just untie it…

Hobo is just working on the clasp when DeMarcus Brown grabs his foot and pulls him off the ladder, catching him perfectly across his shoulders…

HE: That was incredible….BROKEN HOME!

Brown delivers the F-5 and propels Hobo, face-first, into one of the ladders. Hobo is flat on the mat as Brown takes one of the ladders away and places it in the corner. He heads back to the remaining ladder and starts to climb….

HA: Brown making sure there is only one way to get to that championship….

Brown places his feet on the bottom rung and then starts to make his way upwards. His eyes are locked upon the title when Alexander Altair gets back in the ring with a steel chair in hand, jabbing it straight into Brown’s ribs…

HE: That will take the wind from your sails….

CRACK!

Altair drives the chair against Brown’s spine and then he sets the chair up under the ladder. He climbs halfway up the ladder, his back to Brown, and grabs hold of him…

HA: What is Altair thinking here….HE MUST HAVE BROKEN HIS DAMN NECK!

HE: That is how you eliminate the competition….

Altair nails a jumping neckbreaker that causes Brown’s head and neck to snap across the seat of the chair as they land. Brown rolls away in complete agony as Altair crawls back to the ladder and starts to climb up…

HA: Altair proving he will do what it takes to leave here with that championship belt….he wants to be a titleholder…

HE: The Authority has faith in him to deliver…

Altair starts to climb the ladder, pausing occasionally to breathe, and then he gets near the top. He smirks as he reaches out for the belt, only for Jimmy Phillips to come running up the other side…

HA: Phillips isn’t about to stand by and watch his closest rival leave with the belt…

Phillips thunders a huge uppercut into Altair’s chin as he reaches the top. Altair answers back with a sharp forearm and then both men start to trade with brutal blows. Phillips’ lip is bloodied but he answers back with a massive head-butt and then grabs his foe….

HA: TOUCHDOWN FROM THE LADDER!

Crowd: Jim-my Phil-ips x10

HE: That wasn’t supposed to happen….

The ring shakes as Jimmy Phillips launches himself and Altair from the top of the ladder and crushes him down with the “rock-bottom”. Altair is completely motionless as Phillips tries to crawl back up…

HA: Phillips took some of that impact too, but nothing compared to Altair…

HE: HE FELT THAT!

HA: WOW!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

Phillips is just getting back up when Jax Cutler charges straight through him with a spear. They both fly backwards and crash into the ladder in the corner, snapping it in half. Hathaway has his hands on his head in disbelief as Phillips and his “client” are motionless….

HA: Jax Cutler may have just sacrificed himself as well as taking Jimmy Phillips out of the match….

HE: That ladder snapped like it was made of plastic….that impact was terrifying….

The replays document the move over and over again before returning back live. There are superstars scattered everywhere and the only man back up on his feet as Jackson Black…

HE: This is your chance to reclaim what you never lost, Jackson….

HA: Black has Lady Luck shining on him right now….

Black smirks at the boos from the audience and then makes his way over to the ladder. He takes his time to ascend it, his eyes completely focused on the prize above…

HA: The last time Jackson Black competed at Night of Glory he won a ladder match….is lightning about to strike twice?

Black is just about at the top of the ladder when the crowd begins to go wild. Robin Reborn has set up a 20ft ladder on the outside of the ring and he is standing on top of it. He has a huge smile on his face as he looks around the arena and then launches off, into the ring….

HE: NO WAY!

HA: IN ALL MY YEARS…..ROBIN REBORN JUST TOOK FLIGHT!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

HE: I agree with the audience….

Reborn dives into the ring, tucking his knees into his chest, and then explodes with a front dropkick to the chest of Jackson Black that sends both men crashing down to the canvass. The noise is insane inside the O2…

HA: Robin Reborn taking one of the biggest risks I have ever seen….that was incredible….from the outside to the inside….

Every competitor is down and the cameras pan up to show the International Championship just swinging above. Suddenly “No Limits” blasts out to a stunned reception from the fans…

HE: That’s….

HA: WHAT THE HELL…

HE: UP THERE, HAROLD…

The audience is going wild as the cameras pan up into the rafters above the stage. Percy Percival is waving and blowing kisses before he begins to absail towards the ring…

HA: HE’S ON A DAMN ZIPWIRE…..WHAT IS THIS….

HE: I think someone has been watching too many movies…

HA: Percival demanded he was allowed to participate in this match but that was rejected earlier this week….I guess he didn’t like being told “no”….

HE: He’s heading for the belt…

The zipwire takes Percival above the championship belt and he begins to reach down to grab it. The audience are watching on with amusement and complete bewilderment…

HA: He’s going to steal the belt…

HE: AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Suddenly, the lock on Percy’s waist snaps and he becomes completely unattached from the zipwire. It seems to happen in slow motion as he falls and seems to be heading straight down towards the canvass….

HE: He grabbed the belt…

HA: I think I am hallucinating….never have I seen anything like this before….

Percy Percival is now dangling over fifteen feet in the air, clinging onto the title belt for dear life. He is kicking his legs and screaming as he looks down…

HA: That is a long way down for Percy…

HE: But if he unties the belt then who cares….he gets it…

HA: He can’t keep it…he isn’t legally in this match…

HE: Look over there……..OH MY GOD!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x20

HA: Incredible action here at Night of Glory….

Bam Sparkleston has climbed up the ladder on the outside, the same one Reborn used earlier, and he takes a picture of Percival hanging from the belt before he dives through the air and catches him with an extraordinary spear that takes both men crashing down to the canvass….

HE: That was unreal…

HA: Bam Sparkleston and Percy Percival just got themselves one hell of a Night of Glory moment….

HE: Percival is out of it….

HA: Sparkleston seems elated…

Bam rolls into the corner and rubs his knees, suffering from the landing, as Percival rolls from the ring, seemingly unconscious. Referees and security come down to ringside to escort him to the backstage area…

Crowd: We love Bam x10

HA: Sparkleston’s popularity is growing by the instant….

HE: I still can’t believe what we just saw….Percy Percival just tried to steal the International Championship….

HA: And he almost pulled it off….anything really can happen at Night of Glory…

Robin Reborn is holding his back, clearly hurt from his earlier fall, and tries to get back up to his feet but he is grabbed by the arm and dragged into the path of Hobo….

HA: HOBO CUDDLE!

Hobo swings him around and drills him with the bear-hug slam. The veteran then stares up at the championship once more and begins to aim for the ladder in the centre. Bam Sparkleston is back in the mix and he sets up his own ladder….

HE: The race is on…

Hobo and Sparkleston are on separate ladders as they try and climb towards the International Championship. Bam has the speed advantage and reaches up first but Hobo is able to jab him in the eye….

HA: Hobo doesn’t care what tactics he has to employ….

Bam is temporarily blinded as Hobo reaches his arm up in the air and takes hold of the championship belt for the second time in the match…

HE: Someone stop him…

HA: Hobo said he would prove his relevance here tonight….WHAT?

The crowd are suddenly in shock as Jax Cutler picks Hobo’s ladder completely off the ground. At first, it looks as though Cutler is pushing Hobo closer to the belt but then he runs forward to the ropes and dumps Hobo and the ladder over the top. Hobo crashes down in the aisleway, his body taking one hell of a bump…

HE: Jax Cutler is a machine…

HA: I didn’t think we would be seeing any more of him tonight….

Hathaway is bawling instructions from the outside as Cutler makes his way over to the remaining ladder. Bam Sparkleston is once again reaching for the belt but takes a huge punch to the stomach from Cutler…

HA: Bam Sparkleston doesn’t not want to be caught on top of a ladder with Jax Cutler…

Sparkleston is doubled up in pain as Cutler climbs to the top of the ladder. He clubs Bam across the back, several times, and then he grabs his hair and throws him off the ladder with ease….Sparkleston falls straight into the turnbuckle and splatters to the floor…

HE: I knew I could rely on Jax to take that idiot out of contention….

Hathaway is delirious with excitement as Cutler is now alone on the ladder. The boos are ringing out as Cutler looks up at the belt and then he reaches into the air…

HE: We’ve got a new champion….

*Crowd pop

HA: That is not a pretty landing…

Jax is just about to pull down the belt when DeMarcus Brown pushes the ladder over. Cutler is sent flying and he lands in a crotched position across the top rope….

HE: He won’t be re-producing tonight…

Cutler tumbles over the ropes to the outside as Brown drags the ladder back to the middle of the ring. Brown begins to make his way up the ladder but is soon dragged back down by Jimmy Phillips. They go toe to toe…

HA: How the hell is Phillips even back on his feet?

The beads of sweat fly as Brown and Phillips trade with thunderous punches. Brown then drives a big knee into Phillips’ stomach and scoops him up…

HE: BROKEN HOME!

Phillips elbows his way free and then he sprints off the ropes, returning with a swinging clothesline…

HA: GAME-CHANGER!

Brown ducks under and manages to backdrop Phillips over the ropes to the outside. He then makes his way back towards the ladder and starts his climb to the top. Brown’s eyes are glowing with excitement as he nears the summit….

HA: DeMarcus Brown returned to make his name known, this is a fine way to achieve that….

HE: He’s going to win it….

Brown has both hands on the belt and is working on the clasp when something quite extraordinary happens. Robin Reborn has dragged a broken half of ladder from the corner of the ring and he is using it to hop towards the belt…

HE: I think he has a screw loose…

HA: Robin Reborn is using what he has….OH YES!

Reborn gets close to the other ladder and then he leaps over the top and amazingly lands on the shoulders of DeMarcus Brown, allowing him to reach up and grab the belt…

HA: He’s pipped him to the post…

Reborn is just about unclasping the belt when Brown throws all caution to the wind and drops backwards with an electric chair drop that sends he and Reborn crashing down to the canvass with real impact. Reborn rolls away in agony as Brown tries to clear his head….

HE: I thought Reborn had it….he was so close…

Brown is trying to get up to his feet as Jackson Black is busy on the outside. Black has picked up a ladder and wedged it between the ring apron and the ringside barrier, creating a makeshift platform. He then makes his way towards the ring but is grabbed by Hobo and thrown backwards to the floor…

HA: Hobo wrestling Black out of the way….he is determined to have his moment…

Hobo pulls himself up on the apron and then begins to climb the ropes. He is on the top turnbuckle when DeMarcus Brown swings around and cracks him with a vicious right hand. Brown climbs up on the turnbuckle and starts to brawl with Hobo….

HE: Dangerous place to be…

HA: This whole match has been dangerous, from start to right now…

Hobo answers back with an eye rake and tries to superplex Brown over the ropes to the outside of the ring but Brown holds on. He uppercuts the body of Hobo and then drives a stiff head-butt between his eyes before delivering a superplex of his own, to the outside of the ring….

HA: OH MY GOD…..THEY ARE BY GOD BROKEN IN HALF!

Crowd: 6C-Dub x10

HE: WHAT ELSE CAN HAPPEN IN THIS MATCH!

Brown delivers the huge suplex that takes him and Hobo to the outside and crashing through the ladder that had been placed between the apron and the barrier. Both men are completely unconscious….

HA: You do not get up from something like that…

HE: But Jackson is up….he’s heading for the big time….

Jackson Black is back in the ring, a smile on his face, and he picks up the steel chair from earlier. Robin Reborn is trying to climb back through the ropes when CRACK!....Black slams the chair into the top of Reborn’s head and sends him sprawling to the outside. Black then drops the chair and begins to climb the ladder….

HA: The International Championship awaits the first man to climb the ladder….

HE: What is that idiot doing?

Black is almost at the top when Bam Sparkleston gets back in the ring with his mobile phone in hand. Bam is waving at Black, trying to get his attention….

HA: I guess Sparkleston wants to capture this moment on film…he’s Black’s biggest fan…

HE: He’s everyone’s biggest fan…He should be trying to win the match himself though,fool…

Black looks down at Sparkleston with anger and shakes his head before reaching up for the belt again. Sparkleston’s phone then flashes really brightly….

HE: Ahhhh, he blinded him…

Black has to shield his eyes from the flash and Bam suddenly looks alarmed. He looks at his phone in disbelief and shouts “I forgot the flash” as Jimmy Phillips rushes back in and throws Sparkleston over the ropes to the outside…..Phillips then pushes the ladder over and sends Black over the top to the outside….

HA: Black just crashed into Jax Cutler…..Jimmy Phillips capitalising on a huge error from Bam Sparkleston…

The crowd are going wild, willing Phillips on, as “The Talent” makes his way to the centre of the ring and positions the ladder the underneath the championship. He makes his way to the top and reaches for the belt….

HE: Noooo….

HA: Jimmy Phillips said that 2014 was his year….this is the beginning…..new champion!

Ding ding ding

Phillips gets his hands on the belt when Alexander Altair low-blows him from behind. Phillips drops and his legs get tangled in the rungs of the ladder. He is trapped and cannot pull himself free as Altair climbs past him and retrieves the belt…

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen……here is your winner…..and NEW 6CW International Champion………….Alllllleeeeexxxxxaaaannnnddddeeeeerrrr Alllltttaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrr!

HA: I cannot believe it…

HE: Believe it, Harold….The Authority just got their hands on more gold, what a night this is turning into….

HA: Jimmy Phillips had the match won, the belt was his….I didn’t even see Altair coming….

HE: That was the beauty of it….nobody gave him a chance of winning tonight and yet there he is….the new International Champion….Mr Jones is going to be so happy…

Altair stands on the top of the ladder and hoists the International Championship over his head, whilst he looks down at Jimmy Phillips, who is still trapped in the ladder. Altair looks immensely smug about his victory….

HA: All eight superstars put their bodies and careers on the line tonight, what a match….

HE: It exceeded anything I was expecting….

HA: Every man involved came close to winning the championship but in the end there could be only one….like him or not, Alexander Altair has won the International Championship…

Altair begins to climb down from the ladder as the rest of the competitors watch on. Michael Hathaway is commiserating with Jax Cutler whilst Robin Reborn is sat next to the ringside barrier with a foggy expression. Hobo and DeMarcus Brown still aren’t moving whilst Bam Sparkleston is trying to apologise to Jackson Black, who looks livid at what has just happened…

HA: If that is a sign of things to come then I cannot wait to see what happens next….Night of Glory is delivering beyond belief already….

HE: The night has started out the way it will continue and end….The Authority dominating….

Match result: Alexander Altair is the new International Champion
Match time: 15 minutes, 40 seconds

*Christy James stands with a beaming smile, clearly delighted to be involved on such a big night for the company, even with Enforcer standing next to her with a typically angry expression.

CJ: My guest at this time, EWF Champion Enforcer!

E: I'm obliged to talk to you, Christy, but can we cut with the fake enthusiasm and smiling. Let’s get this done.

CJ: It's Night of Glory, Enforcer; even your miserable face can't stop my excitement.

*E riles up and towers over her.

E: What did you say?!

CJ: I said get over yourself and answer my questions.

*Enforcer actually looks a little taken aback and the crowd pop loudly for a now rather proud looking CJ.

CJ: Tonight you take on Gazzy for the title you have held for such a long time...do you fear the winds of change?

E: You need to get that little, tiny brain of yours in order. No, no I don't fear change. Because the only change tonight will come after I take that puppet master's title away from him and become your undisputed champion. And that kind of change is what's best for this industry and this company. The biggest event of them all ending with the best damn wrestler in the world standing on the turnbuckles with two belts aloft above his head. Picture that image, Christy.

*E turns to face the camera and stares down the lens, walking slowly towards the cameraman and filling the shot.

E: Get ready, you mongrels. Fortune's always hiding and bubbles burst. Gazzy's will, Max's will and so will those of all you whiny b*tches in the crowd and little keyboard warriors at home. Send the kids to bed and lock your fat, ugly wives in the kitchen cos tonight I'm coming into every living room of all you 'fans' and kicking your hopes and dreams square in the balls.

*He turns back to Christy.

E: Answered enough of your questions now darling?

*A little shocked, Christy returns with one more.

CJ: And what if you lose tonight?

E: I don't lose. A fat, run down, alcoholic waster once told the wrestling world that "bad times don't last, but bad guys do". And he was wrong, because Gazzy, the bad times will follow you around like the dog you are.

*Enforcer walks away laughing loudly as CJ concludes the segment and the cameras fade.

(The scene opens with a sweeping view of the O2 Arena, London. The camera zooms in upon the Night of Glory signage outside the arena and as we view it the sound of a car door closing plays over the scene. Immediately, the camera cuts to a taxi driving off and the reveal of a man stood facing the O2. It slowly moves upwards, revealing the back of the man’s hoodie, emblazoned with the words ‘THE SHARPSHOOTER’.)

(Scott Harris’ face is blank, expressionless as he looks up at the poster in front of him, his eyes locked firmly on the face of Mr. Jones. Harris stands looking for what seems an age. He shakes his head before walking towards the arena.)

(He enters the arena and heads towards his locker room. He walks past a group of developmental wrestlers who are talking amongst themselves. They all stop and look at Harris as he walks by, Harris visibly conscious of why they’re doing so. )

(Harris pulls his phone from his pocket and makes a call. He stops in the corridor and grows more and more impatient as the phone continues to dial out. Harris exasperatedly looks upwards finally jerking back into life as he leaves a message.)

SH: Mike, it’s me… Again.

Look, I know you probably have no intention of hearing me out and I know how it must look.

But please just give me a chance to explain! If not for me, then do it for the sake of that title belt that you want to keep so badly, because if this goes on, if you decide to cut me off then you may as well leave that title outside The Authority’s locker room. Because if we go into Night of Glory having not even spoken then we have no chance.

I’m not going to carry on begging Mike, but I need you to hear me out and let me explain…

I’ll be going to that ring regardless to say my piece to the fans. It’s up to you whether you decide to listen but I’m sure we’ll bump into one another before Night of Glory… We do share a locker room after all.

(Harris looks at the ground.)

SH: Just call me back Mike.

(Harris cancels the call and puts the phone back into his pocket. He has reached his and Masters’ locker room and looks at the door’s plaque which reads ‘Mike Masters and Scott Harris – 6CW Tag Team Champions’.)

SH: Not for much longer…

(Harris dejectedly enters the locker room, shutting the door behind him as the camera fades out, panning back to the poster, revealing the smug face of Michael Jones.)

(Backstage a room is in total darkness. The unforgettable sound of Edward Plague laughing can be heard, a match is struck and a lone candle is lit in the middle of the floor, the camera pans to the left and Edward Plague is on his knees staring into the camera)

EP: The night is upon us. The time is now

The brotherhood will rise from the ashes of my sacrifice

I am the light that will open your eyes....

The blood we spill will form a bond thicker than anything this machine can create...

I have wanted to save you from the day fate brought you to my doorstep but if my devotion can only be messaged in blood and pain and suffering...then so be it...

...I am ready to suffer

(Plague starts to smile and stretches his arms out wide. A wind blows through the room and the candles flame goes out. Once again Plague’s laughter can be heard and suddenly the room is filled with a brilliant white light, on each side of the room is stood a figure in a plague mask, the gathering start to chant)

"LET THEM FIGHT"

"LET THEM FIGHT"

"LET THEM FIGHT"

"LET THEM FIGHT"

"LET THEM FIGHT"

(The group stops their chanting as the camera once again focuses on Plague, his grin is wide)

EP: We are coming

(Total darkness engulfs the room once more as the scene cuts back to ringside)

Match 5
EWF Championship
Enforcer © vs GazzyD

The scene ends and the action returns to ringside, where the crowd is making an unbelievable amount of noise. The ring announcer is just climbing through the ropes, ready to begin to next bout.

Ding ding

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 world championships matches….and what a contest this promises to be…

HE: Not only is the EWF Title on the line but the winner will be added to tonight’s 6CW Championship match…whoever wins here has the opportunity to leave this evening as the Undisputed Champion…

HA: A huge opportunity for both of these men…it really is all on the line…

HE: This is the first step to total domination for The Authority…

“Limelight” by Rush crashes through the speakers and there is an almighty roar from the crowd. Silver, gold and red pyros erupt all along the front of the stage, the noise is deafening, and then a figure appears through a plume of smoke…

Announcer: Introducing first….the challenger……..from Manchester, England……….weighing in at 221 pounds……………..Gaaaaaaaaaazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzyyyy DDDDDDDDDDDD!

HA: GazzyD won this opportunity over a month ago, winning a fatal four way match that included the EWF Champion…..he has been here before, can he draw upon his past experiences tonight?

HE: Gazzy is way out of his depth tonight….he may have headlined Night of Glory three years ago but he doesn’t cut it at the top level anymore, that will be proven tonight…

HA: I think you drastically underestimate the former world champion…remember that there is much more than gold on the line tonight for this man….if he wins this match and then allows Max Adamson to leave tonight as 6CW Champion, he will be free from his contract that binds him to Adamson….

Gazzy takes his time to head down the ramp, stopping to interact with all of his adoring fans, before doing a full circle of the ring. He jumps up on the apron and takes to all four turnbuckles…

HA: Last week GazzyD launched himself from a 15ft ladder to drive Enforcer through our announce table….will that factor into either man’s physical shape tonight?

HE: And what about the beating GazzyD took the week before….I don’t think he will be anywhere near 100%...

Gazzy continues to milk the support of the crowd before “Saturday Night” screams out to a booming crescendo of boos from the London crowd. Red pyros shoot up into the air and explode in the shape of a Green dragon before the champion marches out into view….

RA: And his opponent………..from Cardiff, Wales…………weighing in at 295 pounds………….representing The Authority (Crowd boo)……..he is the current, reigning and defending EWF World Heavyweight Champion……………..Ennnnnnnnnffffffoooooooorrrrrrrrccccceeeeerrrr!

HE: And soon to be undisputed champion of the world….

HA: It is a very real possibility….but first Enforcer must focus solely on GazzyD because this is going to be one hell of a challenge…

HE: Please don’t try and compare the two….

HA: GazzyD is a former world champion himself….he has headlined this event, he knows what it takes….plus don’t forget that the world championship has changed hands every time it is has been defended at Night of Glory…

HE: Enforcer will break that streak…he has held that belt since October and he isn’t giving up on it now…

Enforcer raises his world title over his head and smiles at the reaction from the crowd before heading to the ring. He climbs inside and goes face to face with GazzyD…

HE: GazzyD is going to suffer for what he did to Big E last week…

Enforcer holds the world title in front of Gazzy’s face and then shakes his head with a grin as he backs away. The referee checks both superstars for concealed weapons and then he takes the belt from the champion and holds it up…

HA: That is the prize on offer for both of these men…..that and a place in tonight’s main event….

HE: Enforcer has a 70lb weight advantage and a 6inch height advantage; this is a man versus a boy…

HA: GazzyD has made a career from overcoming seemingly unsurmountable odds…write him off at your own peril…

The referee makes sure both competitors are ready and then he gives the signal to start the contest. Enforcer and Gazzy circle each other as the champion tried to goad his challenge into a test of strength…

HA: Gazzy needs to use his agility and speed at all times…do not get involved in a brawl with the champion…

Gazzy feints as though he is going to lockup but then he ducks under Enforcer’s lunge and hammers him with a hard right hand. Enforcer looks angry as he rubs his jaw and then he lunges again…

HA: Gazzy proving an elusive target…

Gazzy goes under the lunge again and sends Enforcer towards the ropes. He fires off a roundhouse kick to the stomach and follows up with forearms before trying to whip Enforcer across the ring…

HE: Never is he moving Big E…

Enforcer reverses the whip and sends Gazzy flying off the ropes. He lifts his boot up to kick Gazzy in the face as he returns but Gazzy baseball slides underneath and then greets Enforcer with a big dropkick as he turns around….

HA: Enforcer cannot get a foothold…

Enforcer gets back up and the frustration is clear to see. He kicks the ropes in anger and then runs towards Gazzy but Gazzy sidesteps him and traps him in the corner before rattling off with crunching kicks to the legs and body.

HE: Get him, E….crush this pretender…

Enforcer tries to cover up as Gazzy continues the assault but he cannot block the shots. Gazzy then leaps up and kicks Enforcer in the side of the head, leaving him slumped against the turnbuckle. Gazzy summons strength to lift Enforcer up on the turnbuckle and then he climbs up after him…

HA: GazzyD is drawing upon all his experience here….he’s been here before, unlike his opponent….

HE: But Enforcer is the champion, don’t ever forget that…

Gazzy climbs onto the ropes and lands some forearms for good measure before making his way to the top. He looks out at the crowd and then prepares to jump…

HA: GazzyD is thinking “frankensteiner”….

Gazzy is ready to nail the top rope hurricanrana when Enforcer lands a vicious hook to the body and shoves Gazzy back down to the canvass. Gazzy staggers back up as Enforcer leaps towards him with a heavy shoulder tackle………………..1………………………..2………………..shoulder up!

HE: That is the sway in the momentum….this is where the whole contest changes….

Enforcer drags Gazzy up by the head and he lifts him into a suplex position before hanging him up across the top rope. Gazzy just wobbles there as Enforcer repeatedly clubs him across the spine…

HA: That is an illegal move, using the ropes to his advantage…

The onslaught continues until the referee steps in, on the count of four, and Enforcer is backed away. Gazzy drops back down to the mat as Enforcer lifts himself onto the second rope and jumps off with a knee-drop to the back………………..1…………………..2………………..kickout!

HE: This is where GazzyD finds out he is so far out of his depth…

Enforcer pulls Gazzy up into an abdominal stretch and holds him there, sending pain through the challenger’s body. Enforcer drives his knee into Gazzy’s spine for good measure and grabs the ropes behind him whilst the referee isn’t looking, increasing the pressure….

HA: Enforcer is trying to wear Gazzy down….he is taking the fight out of his challenger….

HE: What a fine tactic….if Gazzy can’t stand up then what danger is he…

Enforcer continues to stretch Gazzy out but the challenger refuses to quit. Gazzy is trying to wriggle free but cannot battle against the firm grip of the champion. The referee then looks up and spots Enforcer grabbing the ropes…

HA: About time….

The official tells Enforcer to release the hold or face disqualification. Enforcer looks annoyed but then does as the referee says and flips Gazzy up onto his shoulder, planting him with a pumphandle slam………………….1……………………….2…………………….Gazzy kicks out!

HE: This is fun to watch…Enforcer is the most dominant superstar in this industry today, we are blessed to see him perform live…

Enforcer lifts Gazzy’s head off the canvass and blasts him with right hands before pushing him back down. The champion makes his way to the corner and he takes a knee, waiting for his opponent to get back up….

HA: Surely not thinking “Facecheck” already?

HE: Enforcer can finish this whenever he likes…

Enforcer looks to burst forward for his trademark attack but Gazzy sidesteps and sends Big E crashing into the corner. He charges in after him with a shining wizard and then grabs his head, springboarding onto the ropes and then planting Enforcer with a bulldog…………………1…………………2…………kickout!

HA: GazzyD is a fighter, a real heart on his sleeve kind of guy….he will fight with everything he has tonight…

HE: It still won’t be enough…

Gazzy pulls Enforcer up and tries to lift him into a suplex but Enforcer shoves him back into the corner. He chases in but Gazzy swings around the ropes and nails a crossover kick across the top….Enforcer staggers back as Gazzy gets out on the apron and springboards back in with a beautiful missile dropkick………………….1………………………….2…………………….shoulder up!

HA: Remember it was only nights ago that Enforcer was driven through our announce table by GazzyD….there will be a weakness in his armour, no doubt…

Gazzy kneels on his opponent and connects with hard right hands before running off the ropes and returning with a cartwheel into a standing moonsault…………..1………………….2…………….kickout. Gazzy circles the ring and waits for Enforcer to stand up before hammering him with a hard roundhouse kick to the temple….Enforcer is down on the mat as Gazzy climbs out onto the apron again before springing high….

HE: Get out of there, E…

HA: SPRINGBOARD 450!

Gazzy finds nothing but knees on his landing, sending him rolling away in a lot of pain. Enforcer takes a moment to get back to his senses and then he pushes off from his heel and crashes into Gazzy with a huge spear….

HE: Yes!

HA: Double impact to the body, Gazzy could be done here……..

1.
….2
…………..shoulder up!

HE: Enforcer is going to be aiming for the body now, he knows where Gazzy is weak…

Enforcer drags Gazzy up in a gutwrench and then drives him down into a gutbuster before landing a huge jumping elbow drop to the body…………….1……………………2………..kickout. Enforcer stomps down on Gazzy repeatedly before dragging him up by the hair and throwing him into the turnbuckle. He stomps a vicious mudhole into the body of the challenger…

HA: This is becoming uncomfortable to watch….GazzyD is taking a hammering….

HE: I told you this would happen….

Enforcer then drives in with furious shoulder thrusts to the body, doubling Gazzy up in agony. The referee warns the champion but he merely smiles and pulls Gazzy from the corner, lifting him up into the air….

HA: Jackhammer….

Gazzy manages to float behind and he tries to hook Enforcer in for the “Downtown” (Skull Crushing Finale) but the champion elbows his way free and then scoops Gazzy up into a sickening urange backbreaker………………….1………………..2………….kickout. Gazzy is holding his ribs as he tries to stand up…

HA: The pace has slowed dramatically….Enforcer having this all his own way…

Enforcer pushes Gazzy into the ropes and then spins him into a powerslam as he comes back before heading to the corner. The champion draws a finger across his throat and then starts to climb the ropes….

HE: Enforcer is so comfortable in there…

HA: He is taking a big risk here, he isn’t a high-flier….

HE: LOOK AT THAT TECHNIQUE!

Enforcer shows grace to launch himself off the top rope into a moonsault but GazzyD is able to roll out of the way before impact is made. Enforcer lands hard on his chest, knocking all the wind from him, and he rolls over on his back as Gazzy climbs up on the apron…

HA: Second chance….SPRINGBOARD 450!

The crowd roar in delight as GazzyD crashes down onto the champion’s chest with the splash and hooks both legs…
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………….thr-shoulder up!

HE: Thank goodness….

HA: GazzyD was half a second away…

Gazzy holds his head in hands as the referee holds up two fingers. The challenger gets back up to his feet, drawing energy from the crowd, and he wills Enforcer to stand up and face him….

HA: GazzyD can feel the EWF Championship getting closer….DEEP IMPACT!

Gazzy kicks Enforcer in the stomach and looks to nail his finisher but Enforcer counters out with a backdrop. Gazzy gets back up and sprints at Enforcer but he is tilt-a-whirled into the air….

HE: Ahhh!

HA: Great counter from Gazzy….

Gazzy performs three revolutions around Enforcer’s body and counters with a headscissors. Enforcer gets back up and Gazzy nails him with a spinning heel kick before lifting himself onto the second rope and jumping off with a legdrop………………………1……………………….2…………….kickout.

HA: GazzyD is drawing on the energy provided by 20,000 people here in the O2….he will not quit…

Enforcer staggers back up and Gazzy nails him with an inverted atomic drop and then attempts an Irish whip. Enforcer is able to reverse the whip, sending Gazzy to the corner, but Gazzy leaps onto the turnbuckle and twists back with a crossbody…………………..1………………………..2……………………Enforcer kicks out and rolls through with Gazzy in his arms!

HE: Strength of a champion….

Enforcer nails three sickening rib-breakers in a row and then launches him across the ring with a huge fall away slam. Both men are down on the floor, breathing heavily….

HA: Enforcer just slowed down the GazzyD momentum train…

HE: Because he is the best in the world…

The referee’s count reaches seven when Enforcer stumbles up to his feet. He flicks his hair from his face, his eyes locked on GazzyD, and then he sprints forwards…

HE: FACECHECK!

Gazzy counters with a drop toe hold and then quickly rolls up and springs onto the ropes, returning with a double foot stomp to the chest………………..1………………………….2………………..Enforcer gets his shoulder up. Enforcer stumbles up and Gazzy delivers another kick to the stomach….

HA: DEEP…

Enforcer swipes Gazzy’s legs and then catapults him into the corner. Gazzy hits the turnbuckle and slumps there as Big E gets back and drives into him with a furious bodysplash. Enforcer drags the challenger out and drills him with a jackhammer…

HE: That’s it…

1.
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…2
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…………kickout. Enforcer gets back up to his feet and he stomps down on Gazzy until the challenger is forced to roll under the bottom rope to the outside. The referee starts to count Gazzy out but Enforcer is quick to follow, looking to finish the job…

HA: Enforcer could take a count-out victory but I think he wants to show everyone what he can do….

Gazzy tries to swing and punch but Enforcer catches his arm and then knees him in the gut. He lifts Gazzy up and drops him, ribs-first, across the ringside barrier. He then repeats this twice more before scooping Gazzy up in a bearhug and charges him back into the ringpost….

HE: Enforcer is battering the body of Gazzy, he is damaging him beyond repair…

The referee’s count reaches eight as Enforcer rolls into the ring and then straight back out again. He drags Gazzy up and runs him forwards before slamming him, ribs-first, into the steel steps…

HA: GazzyD may be experiencing some internal injuries right now….

Enforcer drags Gazzy up and throws him back into the ring before following him. Gazzy is trying to stand up as Enforcer drives punches into his spine and then drags him into the middle of the ring, setting him down with a hard powerbomb……………………..1……………………..2…………….Gazzy gets his shoulder up!

HE: It is only a matter of time now….Gazzy can’t take much more of this…

Enforcer pushes Gazzy back into the corner and drives in with shoulder thrusts once again. Gazzy is clearly winded as Enforcer runs off the adjacent ropes and sprints back with a huge big boot…

*Crowd cheer

HA: GazzyD needed that….

Gazzy just drops out of the way and sends Enforcer into the turnbuckle. Enforcer gets tangled upside down and Gazzy is able to run off the opposite ropes and return with a huge diving dropkick to the exposed face, he drags him away from the ropes…………………1…………………..2………………….shoulder up!

HA: GazzyD continues to defy the champion…

Gazzy tries to draw energy from the crowd as he wills Enforcer back up. He cracks four kicks into the legs of Big E and follows up with stiff forearms. He looks for an Irish whip but Enforcer is able to reverse, sending Gazzy off the ropes…

HA: Crossbody!

Gazzy springboards off the ropes and floats back with the take-down…
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…1
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……………Enforcer kicks out. They get back up and Gazzy kicks Enforcer in the stomach before pulling him into a half nelson….

HA: DOWN-TOWN!

HE: Not a chance…

Enforcer elbows his way out of Gazzy’s grip and then he waits for the challenger to turn around before scooping him up…

HE: DEATH VALLEY….

HA: BOOM!

Gazzy counters into a swinging DDT…………………..1…………………..2……………………Enforcer manages to kick out. Gazzy gets back up to his feet and he pulls Enforcer towards him…

HA: DEEP…

Enforcer pushes Gazzy away to the corner and then runs in after him but Gazzy kicks out with both feet. The champion staggers back as Gazzy lifts himself onto the ropes and leaps off with an attempted hurricanrana…

HE: Enforcer caught him…

Enforcer catches Gazzy on his shoulders but the challenger drives punches down into Big E’s skull and then rolls down the back…………………..1……………………..2……………………shoulder up. They get back up and Enforcer swings wildly with a right hand but Gazzy ducks it and kicks Enforcer in the gut, dropping him with a “twist of fate”….

HA: Gazzy just planted Enforcer right on his head, the champion looks out cold…

HE: No he can’t be…

HA: Gazzy’s heading for the corner….STARSHIP PAIN!

The crowd roar as Gazzy springs off the top rope and lands down on Enforcer with a corkscrew split-legged moonsault. Gazzy hooks the leg with huge determination….
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HE: YES!

HA: How close can you be?

The referee’s hand nears the mat when Enforcer pushes his shoulder up off the mat. Gazzy is breathing heavily, unbelieving, and then tries to get back up…

HA: The ribs and body of GazzyD are really causing him bother….but the lure of being a world champion is keeping him going…

Gazzy waits for Enforcer to stand back up and then he kicks him in the stomach again. He tries to hook Enforcer’s arms but the champion battles against it and then pulls free, dragging Gazzy towards him….

HE: DEATH VALLEY DRIVER!

HA: Out of nowhere….

HE: It’s over…

1………………………………2………………………….thr-Gazzy throws his shoulder up!

*Crowd cheer

HE: That had to be a three….

HA: GazzyD is still fighting…

Enforcer is back up on his feet and he grabs the referee’s jersey whilst demanding a three count. The official warns Enforcer and shoves him away, leaving the champion with an ugly snarl on his face. He flicks his hair out of his eyes and then crouches down, waiting for Gazzy to get back up…

HE: He only needs to hit Gazzy with this once and you can forget it…..

HA: Gazzy isn’t aware of what is waiting for him…

Enforcer has malicious intent as he watches Gazzy stumble back up to his feet and then he bursts away from the ropes and sprints forwards….

HE: FACECHECK!

HA: DOWNTOWN!

Gazzy sidesteps and sends Enforcer crashing against the turnbuckle before grabbing hold of him and splattering him into the mat with the “Skull Crushing Finale”…
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HA: NEW CHAMPION….

HE: WIND IT IN….

The crowd are up on their feet celebrating but don’t realise Enforcer just managed to kick out. GazzyD looks utterly shocked as the official holds up two fingers…

HA: I don’t know where Enforcer found the energy to kick out of that…

HE: He’s the world champion for a reason….plus it is Night of Glory, you don’t just throw the towel in…

Gazzy grabs the ropes and tries to pull himself back up. He listens to the screams from the audience as he moves over towards Enforcer and tries to pull him up…

HA: That was a blatant thumb to the eye…

Gazzy staggers away, blinded, and Enforcer is able to recover a little. The champion gets back up and he rips into Gazzy with a running boot to the face……………………1……………………………2………………..kickout!

HA: Tremendous match here for the EWF Championship….what a contest….

Enforcer pulls Gazzy up and tries to lift him into a suplex but Gazzy floats over the back and pushes Enforcer to the corner. Gazzy runs in for a jumping splash but Enforcer catches him in his arms and runs him out into a spinning belly to belly slam…
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…1
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……….shoulder up!

HE: Slow count….

Enforcer looks at the referee with annoyance before barging past him and heading for the corner. He climbs up onto the top rope…

HE; Enforcer can sense he is getting one step closer to being the Undisputed champion….

HA: He isn’t through this contest yet, he shouldn’t get ahead of himself…..LIKE THAT!

Enforcer seems to be preparing himself for launch when Gazzy runs over and launches into the air with a brilliant enzeguiri to the temple (ala Del Rio). Enforcer drops down into a crotched position as Gazzy climbs up onto the ropes to join him….

HA: GazzyD is the “human highlight reel”, he will take any chance he gets….FRANKENSTEINER!

HE: OH MY WORD!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

Gazzy leaps up for the top-rope hurricanrana but Enforcer catches him on his shoulders and jumps off with a sickening sit-down powerbomb. Both men are down and Gazzy rolls over on his stomach, spitting blood onto the mat…

HA: Gazzy’s insides were damaged two weeks ago by a sledgehammer attack from Enforcer and this whole match has increased that damage….

HE: He’s done for, Enforcer needs the cover…

Enforcer is up on one knee, breathing deeply, before staggering over to GazzyD and he yanks him up into a camel clutch. The crowd are booing as Enforcer locks his hands under the challenger’s chin and drags up, extending the pressure on the neck, back and ribs….

HA: GazzyD is in big trouble here, he is trapped in the centre of the ring…

HE: His body has to feel as though it is on fire….

Enforcer’s face is full of determination as he really tugs back on Gazzy’s head and tries to get him to quit. The official is asking Gazzy if he wants to give up but the challenger shakes his head whilst blood runs freely from his mouth…

HA: GazzyD is a warrior, he will fight until there is nothing left…

HE: I think he is at that point…

Gazzy is trying to sway himself closer to the ropes but is struggling to move with Enforcer’s weight on his back. The champion bends his knees and pushes them into Gazzy’s spine, increasing the pressure even more, as the referee gives Gazzy another chance to give it up…

HA: GazzyD doesn’t want to throw away his dream of being world champion again….so much riding on this night for him…

HE: He will have to get used to being Adamson’s slave for the rest of his career because he is not winning this match….

The blood from Gazzy’s mouth is now staining Enforcer’s arms but the challenger still will not quit. He arches his body forwards and reaches out but the ropes are still too far away. Enforcer is really tugging back on the head….

HE: He has to quit, he has no choice…

HA: Gazzy has to be in so much pain here…

Gazzy is doing everything he can to try and pull his body closer to the ropes, but it is proving a difficult task. His arm shakes, contemplating giving up, and then he creeps forwards again and tries to reach out….

HA: If he can just make it, break the hold…

HE: He’s going to tap out….

Gazzy’s mouth continues to drip blood as Enforcer makes another attempt to drag back on his head. The referee is as close to the action as he can be and it seems as though Gazzy is starting to realise that he may have no option….

HE: AND STILL CHAMPION…

HA: HE GOT THE ROPES!

*Crowd pop

HE: Nooo…

The fans are going wild as Gazzy’s hand closes around the bottom rope and the referee orders the hold to be broken. Enforcer releases his grip on the count of four and he looks angry as he traps Gazzy under the ropes and stomps down on his midsection…

HA: Get him warned, ref….Gazzy’s body is damaged enough….

Enforcer receives a stern telling off but he doesn’t seem to care at all. He pushes the referee away from him and then screams for GazzyD to get up. Gazzy is really hurting, hunched over in pain, and he wipes blood from his mouth as he staggers back up, into the path of the onrushing champion….

HE: This is it….FACECHECK!

HA: BOOM….DEEP IMPACT!

Gazzy ducks the flying forearm and then he boots Enforcer in the stomach and delivers the pedigree/x-factor in the centre of the ring. The audience is going insane but Gazzy slumps backwards, struggling to take advantage…

HA: Gazzy gets this cover and this match is over…

HE: He can barely catch his breath….

HA: He’s got the cover…

HE: Noooo….

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…2
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HA: GAZZYD HAS WON….

HE: HE KICKED OUT…..ENFORCER REALLY IS THE KING!

Even the commentators and ring staff think the referee has counted three but Enforcer just manages to kick out before the official’s hand hits the deck. There is uproar in the O2 as Gazzy turns to the referee in disbelief….

HA: That count could not have been any closer…

HE: But it was only a two….Enforcer is proving to everyone just what an amazing champion he is….there is a reason this man is going to be the Undisputed Champion…

GazzyD is holding up three fingers but the referee tells him the match must continue. The challenger gets to his feet, swaying slightly, and he drags Enforcer up to a standing position and hooks his arms….

HA: It may not have worked the first time but the second one is a charm….DEEP IMPACT!

Enforcer struggles and then swipes Gazzy’s feet from under him. He catapults the challenger to the corner but Gazzy shows his athleticism to land on the ropes. Gazzy then jumps up top and floats back as Enforcer turns around…

HA: MOONSAULT!

Enforcer moves out of the way and sends Gazzy crashing down on his chest. There are groans and grimaces from the audience as Gazzy huddles up in obvious pain…

HE: He went to the well once too often….FACECHECK!

HA: Damn….

HE: That is how a champion conducts himself….

Enforcer almost folds Gazzy in half with the flying forearm shot and then hooks both legs…
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Ding ding ding

HE: Step one is complete….next stop; the 6CW Championship!

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

HA: One of the finest straight up wrestling matches you are ever likely to see….the fans may not be happy about the result but no complaints about the action, that is a true Night of Glory classic…

HE: The result compliments the standard of the match…great match, great result and now on to greater things….Enforcer is cementing his legacy tonight….

HA: Enforcer just went through hell to retain his championship, he is going to need one hell of a rest to get ready for the main event…

HE: He’ll be ready, don’t worry…

HA: Hats off to GazzyD….what a performance from the challenger and on a different day the result could have been so different. He gave it is all and I guarantee he will come again…

“Saturday Night” is blasting out and the crowd are venting their frustration as the referee hands the EWF Championship back to Enforcer. He looks down at Gazzy, with a grimace, and then flicks his hair from his face as he poses with his belt…

HA: Enforcer took care of one piece of business tonight but can he complete the historic double? Can he leave here tonight as the Undisputed Champion of 6CW?

HE: Without a doubt….Mr Jones has believed in him since day one and Enforcer is repaying that faith….he came through one stern challenge tonight, he has worked off any rust or nerves, and he will be even better prepared later this evening….

Enforcer kisses his belt and then he climbs from the ring and exits up the ramp to the backstage area. GazzyD is slowly getting back to his feet, in the ring, and he looks dejected as he wipes blood from his mouth…

HA: Fine, fine effort from GazzyD…

HE: The guy lost, don’t paint him out as some sort of hero…

HA: Show some compassion. Gazzy was just involved in a fantastic bout and he gave it his all…

HE: And he is leaving empty handed….he better hope and pray for a miracle because if Adamson loses the 6CW Championship tonight then Gazzy’s contract remains valid and he will have to work for Max forever…

HA: Gazzy did just lose his bargaining chip, no doubt about it….now he must sit back and watch nature take its course….what a night this is…

HE: It is only going to get better…

HA: I don’t doubt that one bit…

The crowd give Gazzy a huge ovation and he thanks them with a smile before climbing from the ring and making his way backstage.

Match result: Enforcer via pinfall
Match time: 18 minutes, 13 seconds

(Backstage ‘The Authority’ members Marty Helms and Jonathan Daniels are stood with Mr. Hernandez )

MH: You will never have a better opportunity than tonight. All our plans have worked perfectly. The champions are divided and they are there for the taking. The boss has made it very clear boys; fail tonight and your time in 6CW will be over

(Helms and Daniels both gulp in unison)

MH: We will afford you every assistance but the safety net is being removed, The Authority will not be there to catch you this time. It is time to step up to the plate and start showing the skills that brought you to Mr. Jones attention

Am I making myself clear?

(Helms and Daniels nod)

Helms: Loud and clear, don’t worry, we know what is at stake and we will not let this opportunity slip through our fingers. You have nothing to worry about

(Hernandez laughs)

MH: Don’t worry…… Ha Ha…. Oh have no doubt we are not worried, but you two should be!!

(Hernandez walks away as Helms and Daniels look at one another)

(Mike Masters is stood backstage with Tim Allen. Masters is dressed for action but he is looking tired and unshaven)

TA: My guest at this ……………..

MM: Cut the formality Tim. I know why you want to speak to me. I know what all the fans are asking. Have I spoken to Harris?

(Allen nods)

TA: We are only minutes away from the biggest match in your 6CW career; it would be amiss if I didn’t ask the question

(Masters shrugs his shoulders)

MM: I don’t blame you Tim. If I was in your boat, and thankfully I’m not but if I was I would be asking that of me too and do you know what, the honest answer is no!!

At the moment I don’t want to be anywhere near that turncoat, the idea that he has kept this from me, his so called partner. It sickens me Tim… At the moment I don’t care if he is with The Authority or against them but the fact that he couldn’t tell me what was going on means I can’t look him in the eye, how do I trust a guy like that Tim?

He should have been honest from the outset, he was hiding this for a reason and that reason is borne out of dishonesty and a wish to mislead everyone

Why should I stand next to him and go into battle?

Tell me Tim, why should I do anything he wants me to do?

(Allen stays silent as Masters stares down the camera almost pleading for answers)

(Elsewhere backstage Enforcer is walking through the corridors, he passes a number of developmental wrestlers who avoid eye contact as the EWF champ walks past. Enforcer is clearly physically drained)

??: Well done champ

(Enforcer turns, leaning against the wall for support as Mr. Jones walks into shot)

MJ: Great job Enforcer. Part one of the plans complete. How are you feeling?

(Enforcer smiles briefly)

E: Ready to make history...

(Enforcer stumbles and Jones helps him to his feet)

MJ: Let’s take you somewhere to put your feet up and rest, we need you ready for action later on

(Jones turns and ushers in security to help Enforcer but he shrugs them off and starts to limp slowly down the corridor)

E: I’ve got this...

(As Enforcer walks away the camera focuses on Jones’s face as he looks on worried)

Match 6
6CW Tag Team Championships
Scott Harris/Mike Masters © vs The Authority

Ding ding

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

*Crowd pop

HA: Now this one should be very interesting…

HE: The Authority need more gold, time to add to the collection….no way can Harris and Masters work together after last week...

“King of Kings” blasts from the speakers and pyros hit the rafters as the crowd in attendance make their vocal dislike of the challengers known.

RA: Introducing first, the challengers……..weighing in at a combined weight of 605 pounds ……representing The Authority…………..Maaarrtty Heeellmmms and Jonnnnnaaathhhaaannnn Daaaannnnniiieeeelllllsssss!

Helms and Daniels, dressed in matching red vests, make their way onto the stage with determined expressions. They high five one another and then motion for belts around their waists as they close in on the ring.

HA: Helms and Daniels were unsuccessful in their quest to become tag team champions at Day of Reckoning….but tonight they fancy their chances…

HE: Of course they do because tonight belongs to The Authority….as well as the fact that their opponents can’t stand the sight of each other…

Helms and Daniels climb up into the ring and remove their vests before taking to opposite corners to pose. They grin smugly as “Survival” then roars out to a standing ovation from the fans in the O2…

HA: I imagine that Scott Harris had no idea what sort of reception he would receive tonight…

HE: Whether he is cheered or booed, the guy will always be a loser…

RA: And their opponents…..weighing in at a combined weight of 505 pounds….they are the current, reigning and defending 6CW Tag Team Champions………..Scooottt Haaarrriiisss and Miiiiiikkkkeeee Maaasssstttttteeeerrrrssss!

HA: Harris and Masters won the tag titles at Day of Reckoning against tonight’s opposition but back in April they were on the same page….tonight could not be any different…

HE: Everything was fine until Masters found out Harris was Mr Jones’ son….kind of threw a spanner in the works…

HA: Scott Harris has been trying to explain that story to his tag partner all week, but to no avail….Masters doesn’t trust Harris and their alliance seems very, very damaged..

HE: I think everyone would like to hear about that story…how did someone like Mr Jones produce such a disappointment like Harris?

HA: Scott Harris has some explaining to do and in time I am sure he will….but tonight it is about defending the tag titles…

Harris pauses on the ramp and removes his hood as “Champion” then echoes out to another loud ovation. Mike Masters swaggers out on the stage but cannot bring himself to look at his partner…

HE: How are these two supposed to work together? They can’t even look at one another…

HA: Such a fragile partnership…but if they want to keep their belts away from The Authority then they will need to put their differences aside…

HE: Masters still thinks Harris may turn on him at any moment…

HA: I think the beating Harris took and dished out last week with The Authority shows he won’t be jumping ship any time soon…he may be Jones’ son but I think blood is their only similarity…

Harris and Masters climb in on opposite sides of the ring and the stare-down between both teams is intense. The official has words with both teams and then Helms takes up the control for The Authority whilst Masters gives Harris the brush off and decides he is starting out.

HE: They can’t even hold a conversation….this should be over in double quick time…

Helms and Masters take their time to circle each other and then they lockup in the middle of the ring. Helms is stronger and he pushes Masters back but Masters pulls free and traps his opponent in the corner, unleashing with several knife edge chops to the chest.

HA: It is just so difficult to imagine a scenario where Harris and Masters are on the same page again…

HE: It can’t happen…too much water has passed under this bridge…

Masters looks for an Irish whip but Helms counters and sends his opponent crashing to the opposite corner. He follows across with an attempted splash but Masters gets both knees up into the face….Helms staggers back as Masters lifts himself on the ropes and jumps off with a spinning back elbow……………….1……………………….2………………shoulder up!

HA: Is Masters even going to tag Harris in? The Authority have done a fine job behind the scenes, really breaking apart the tag champions…

Masters pulls Helms up and delivers a snap suplex before bouncing off the ropes and returning with a big legdrop………………1…………………..2……………..kickout. He pulls Helms up again and tries to position him for a piledriver but Helms rams Masters back into the corner and tags in Daniels. They stomp a mudhole in Masters’ gut and then Helms whips him out into a solid clothesline from Jonathan Daniels………………..1………………………..2…………………..shoulder up!

HE: Daniels and Helms are the unsung heroes of The Authority….they lay it on the line every night but never get any praise…

HA: They are loyal soldiers, no doubt about that…..

Daniels drags Masters up with ease and he throws him against the ropes before scooping him up and planting him with a side-slam as he returns………………….1…………………2………………..shoulder up. Daniels then rags Masters up by the head and flips him into the air….

HE: Powerbomb to end this early…

Masters thunders down punches into Daniels head and manages to jump out back but he is lifted up and span around into a crunching spinebuster as he returns from running the ropes………………1……………………………2…………………..kickout!

HA: The powerful style of the challengers is taking a lot out of Mike Masters in the early stages…

Daniels tags Helms back in and then he drags Masters up. He holds Masters in place as Helms comes from on top with a solid axe handle to the head. Daniels then body presses Helms into the air and slams him down on top of Masters…………………………..1……………………….2……………………shoulder up!

HE: See how easy this is….the champions are not focused on this match and The Authority are taking advantage…

Helms pulls Masters back up and he headbutts him against the ropes before whipping him across the ring. He looks for a big boot on the comeback but Masters ducks under it and springboards onto the ropes…

HA: CROSS…

HE: OH YES!

Helms catches Masters on his shoulders and sets him down with a big Samoan drop…………………1……………………………..2……………………..shoulder up. Helms quickly flips Masters up in the air and drills him back down with a powerbomb before he heads to the corner and begins to climb….

HA: Mike Masters is taking a beating here….he needs to tag out if he can…

HE: He is not going anywhere in a hurry…..FLYING HEADBUTT!

Helms goes airborne for the headbutt but Masters rolls out of the impact zone at the final second. The crowd begin to urge Masters on, willing him to get over and tag in Scott Harris…

HA: Masters needs to set the differences aside and use his partner here….they cannot win this match otherwise….

Helms is rubbing his head but is able to drag himself across towards Daniels as Masters inches closer to the outstretched hand of Scott Harris. Masters is about to make the tag when he rolls away to the opposite corner and climbs up to the top rope….

HE: What an idiot….

Helms tags in Jonathan Daniels but he cannot prevent Masters leaping from the top rope and clattering into him with a missile dropkick. Daniels staggers back up and eats a spinning heel kick before Masters springs onto the ropes and flies back with an asai moonsault………………..1………………………2……………………..shoulder up!

HA: Masters is fighting back but he needs to swallow some pride here…

Harris is calling for the tag but Masters ignores him and pulls Daniels back up. He tries to turn Daniels’ arms for a “killswitch” but Daniels holds firm and then pushes Masters away to the corner….

HA: WHISPER IN THE WIND!

Masters heads straight up the turnbuckle and floats back with the corkscrew takedown……………1………………………….2…………….kickout. They get back up and he kicks Daniels in the stomach….

HA: GRINGO…

HE: OH YES!

Helms runs across the apron and delivers a thunderous clothesline to Masters, preventing him from connecting with his finisher. Masters rolls to the centre of the ring as Daniels heads to the top rope and then dives off with a thumping elbow drop to the heart…

HE: That is teamwork…

HA: Downright cheating is what it is…

1…………………….2…………kickout from Masters!

HE: This is so much fun to watch….what a night this is for The Authority….

Daniels drags Masters back to his feet and looks to set him up for a jackhammer but Masters blocks it three times and then counters into a small package……………….1………………….2………….kickout. They scramble back up and Daniels looks for a huge clothesline but Masters ducks under and springs onto the ropes….

HA: DISASTER…

HE: WHAT A KICK!

Daniels swivels around and he catches Masters in midair with a brutal kick straight to the face………………1………………….2………………..shoulder up. Daniels taunts Harris as he stomps Masters back into his corner and tags Helms back in…

HA: Quick interchanges of tags, The Authority really settled here…

HE: It is a team versus two egotists….only one winner here….

Helms chokes Masters with his boot and then he grabs his legs and drags him away from the ropes, planting him down with a sit-down powerbomb in midair……………1…………………2……………..shoulder up. Helms crawls his way to the corner and he beckons for Masters to get to his feet…

HE: This is where it ends….Masters thinks he can do it all alone but he can’t….

Masters slowly gets back up and Helms bursts out to meet him with a spear but runs straight into a crunching superkick. Both men are down on the canvass as their respective partners call for a tag….

HA: Now is the time for Masters’ to let Scott Harris into this match….

HE: His ego won’t allow it…

Masters begins to claw his way across the ring and he seems to be heading straight for Scott Harris when Jonathan Daniels runs around the ring and drags Harris from the apron. He thunders Harris back against the steel steps and leaves him slumped on the floor….

HA: You need to stop this, ref…

The official leans out to remonstrate with Daniels but the damage is already done. Masters is looking for Harris on the apron but can’t see him…

HE: And Masters thinks Harris left him high and dry….this is beyond perfect….

Daniels smirks and climbs back onto the apron to accept a tag from Marty Helms. He then runs to the opposite corner and crashes into Mike Masters with a splash before dragging him out and obliterating him with a full nelson slam………………………..1…………………………2………………….Masters just gets his shoulder up!

HA: Mike Masters has wrestled this entire match so far and he has been on the receiving end for most of it….

HE: He is being beaten like he deserves…

Daniels rags Masters up by the head and throws him through the ropes to the outside. He then distracts the referee as Marty Helms drags Masters to the announce table and scoop slams him on top of it….

HA: This is blatant…

Helms nails crunching right hands to Masters and then drags him back off the table and throws him back in the ring. Daniels comes across and covers………………..1………………………2…………..kickout. Daniels tags Helms back in….

HE: Back and forth, this is the true meaning of a team….working together to get the job done…

Daniels gutwrenches Masters up and then drops him across Helms’ knee………………1………………..2…………shoulder up. Helms begins to pull down the padding on his elbow as he ushers Masters to his feet…

HA: Marty Helms can see championship gold on the horizon…

HE: This is it…LIGHTS OUT!

Masters just ducks the “bull hammer” elbow and counters with a Russian legsweep. Both men are down and try to move to their corners to make tags…

HE: I don’t know what Masters is rushing for….he has nobody in his corner…

Helms is able to quickly tag Daniels back in and the big man marches forwards to take care of Masters. He grabs Masters’ foot and pulls him away from the ropes but Masters is able to stand and connect with an enzeguiri….

HA: AND HARRIS IS BACK!

Masters staggers back into the corner as Harris slaps his back and initiates the tag. Harris storms the ring and knocks down Daniels with a clothesline before doing the same to Marty Helms. Harris then runs into the corner and delivers a shining wizard to Daniels before running to the opposite side and doing the same to Marty Helms…

HA; Scott Harris is all fired up…

HE: No….these are your father’s men, leave them alone…

HA: Please….Harris has no affiliation with those guys, look at the fury in his eyes….

Daniels takes an overhead suplex and is quickly followed by Marty Helms. The fans are on their feet as Daniels gets back up and Harris nails him with a t-bone suplex before he runs over and clotheslines Helms over the top rope….

HA: Jonathan Daniels all alone now….time for him to pay for his part in this mess….

Daniels gets back up but is unaware of Harris and is quickly thrown into a German suplex. Harris keeps his hands locked and delivers another suplex…..then a third, and a fourth before finally nailing a huge fifth……………………1………………………2……………………shoulder up!

HE: He’ll run out of steam soon enough…

Daniels staggers back up and Harris runs into him and sets him down with an exploding codebreaker….

HA: That will do it…

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HE: Get him, Marty…

HA: Referee needs to get Helms out of there, he isn’t legal….

Helms clubs Harris across the back and drags him up to nail a powerbomb as Masters flies from the top with a senton take-down. They get back up and Masters runs to the ropes and jumps onto them…

HA: DISASTER KICK!

HE: PERFECT STORM!

Helms ducks the flying kick and the crowd groan as Masters kicks Harris right in the face. Helms tackles Masters to the floor as Daniels takes advantage and nails Harris with his finisher….

HE: New champions….Mr Jones is smiling so broadly right now…

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HE: More gold….

HA: HARRIS KICKED OUT!

The O2 is rocking as Harris somehow manages to get his shoulder off the mat. Jonathan Daniels gets up and confronts the referee…

HE: That was a slow count if ever I saw one…

HA: Scott Harris showing his courage and heart tonight….

Daniels turns around and he makes the tag to Marty Helms. Helms climbs in and he quickly drags Harris up and swings his elbow forward…

HA: LIGHTS OUT!

Harris ducks the elbow and counters with a desperation dragon suplex. He then tries to crawl to the opposite side of the ring and make the tag to Mike Masters…

HE: Masters doesn’t want to tag in…

The crowd begin to boo as Masters pulls away from the tag and looks down and Scott Harris with mistrust. Masters seems to be really toying with his emotions before eventually slapping Harris’ hand…

HA: It is the right thing to do…

Helms tags in Jonathan Daniels as Masters springboards through the air and connects with a huge forearm smash. Masters then runs off the ropes and comes charging back for a swinging neckbreaker. Daniels is able to spin out and push Masters to the ropes…

HA: DISASTER KICK!

Masters flies back and crunches the kick into Daniels’ head before turning him around and planting him with the “killswitch”…
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HE: NO!

Harris drives down onto Daniels with a frogsplash before getting up and he drags Helms off of Masters, turning him over and synching in a sharpshooter…

HE: He isn’t the legal man….

HA: And neither is Helms…

Helms is tapping out furiously from the sharpshooter but the referee can’t do anything about it. Masters stumbles back to his feet and he stares right into the eyes of Scott Harris…

HE: You can’t trust him Mike…

HA: Will you be quiet…

HE: Take him out before he stabs you in the back…

Masters then turns away from Harris and he grabs Jonathan Daniels’ legs before turning him over into a Boston crab. Daniels yells out in pain and tries to scramble for the ropes but Masters sits right down into the submission, sending excruciating pain into the spine of the challenger….

HA: Divided or not…the tag champions are shining bright tonight…

Ding ding ding

HE: This isn’t the plan….this wasn’t supposed to happen….Mr Jones is going to be so disappointed…

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here are your winners…………and STILL 6CW Tag Team Champions……………….Miiikkkeeee Maassssttteeeerrrrsss annnddd Scooottttttt Harrrrrrriiiiisssssssss!

Harris and Masters continue to torture Daniels and Helms with the submissions as the bell sounds to end the contest. “Champion” plays out as the referee declares Harris and Masters victorious and hands them their belts…

HA: Scott Harris and Mike Masters may not trust each other, may not even like each other….but they are still the 6CW Tag Team Champions….

HE: How can one team be so damn lucky…

HA: No luck involved. Harris and Masters took everything The Authority threw at them and they still came out on top….all the backhand tactics, the revelation of Harris being Jones’ son….the hard-hitting punishment here this evening…

Harris and Masters look down at their belts and then they begin to stare at each other. The crowd are cheering them on and willing them to reunite but Masters shoulders his belt and turns away from his partner…

HA: Mike Masters might be happy to still hold championship gold but the fractures in this alliance are far from fixed…

Harris calls Masters back and tries to start talking but Masters just shakes his head and climbs from the ring. Harris is left looking dejected as he shoulders his belt and watches Masters disappear up the rampway.

HA: I’d say that the issues between these two are far from resolved….can anything bring them back in line?

HE: No way….I’ll admit that I thought they would lose tonight but I guarantee it is only a matter of time before it all goes pear shaped for those two egomaniacs…

Match result: Harris and Masters via submission
Match time: 10 minutes, 14 seconds

(Backstage Gazzy is sat with his head in his hands)

GD: I can’t believe it Max. I had it. I really thought this was my moment. I’ve let you down

(Max Adamson walks into shot and places a hand on Gazzy’s shoulder)

MA: Let me down?

Are we really going to have that conversation? After everything we have been through, after everything I did to you, to your family, you are worried about letting me down?

Gazzy you are twice the man I am. I see that now and in all this I have let you down and yet you stand next to me willing to do everything you can to help me, to help 6CW.

Please lift your head up, you should be proud that after everything you were able to go out there and push Enforcer so close. The fans have seen that Gazzy is not finished and I am sure you will come back even stronger, especially when you don’t have me weighing you down like a millstone around your neck

(Gazzy lifts his head from his hands and looks Max in the eye)

MA: We had a deal Gazzy, yes I hoped we would both leave this arena as Champions but that will have to wait. Tonight you will leave Night of Glory a free man after I beat Nate and Enforcer in the Main Event

I gave you my word and I will stand by that

(Gazzy stands and shakes Max by the hand)

GD: And I will stand by my word, I will do all I can to make sure you come out on top

(Max smiles)

MA: It’s been quiet a ride

GD: I never expected anything less

(Backstage the camera shows McCoy sat alone on the floor, he is smiling and his head turns slowly towards the door which is thrown open, in the frame is stood the imposing figure of Joshua, head bowed he stands almost frozen in time. The camera pans back towards McCoy who ‘s eyes are wide almost with fright)

(Joshua slowly lifts up his head and cocks his head sideways as the hard camera zooms in. His mouth shows a snarl from beneath his long black hair and he aggressively speaks his next few words:)

I came here..........guided by McCoy..........with a simple call to action..........That your suffering..........and my suffering..........will go hand in hand..........When you realise that..........When you realise the lengths..........I will go too..........Then you will understand..........that this is one battle..........you will watch behind quivering hands..........I make no promises of victory..........For it is not my purpose..........I have no quest for gold..........For it is not my purpose..........I pledge no notions of mercy..........For it is not my purpose..........You will all stand..........cheer..........applaud..........at the start..........But the carnage at the end..........will be met by deathly silence..........The conductor..........held in esteem by his puppet..........will have completed his greatest masterpiece..........In a home of horrors..........he looks on it with disdain..........but enters for your satisfaction..........and his..........And when he leaves..........under his own weight or being carried..........the maestro will be smiling..........as all around him look in shock..........Four men will enter..........Four men will may leave..........But three of them will never..........ever..........want to see the like of it again..........Whereas I..........drunk on suffering..........wretched with ache..........will simply shout out..........begging for more..........begging for a new level..........begging for no end..........And you will all..........in unison while staring at motionless bodies..........hope you will not witness again..........something you were so eager to see..........When suffering becomes the product..........and 6CW becomes the victim..........Will you have the stomach to chant..........once more?..........For the Puppet Master will be waiting..........watching..........and listening..........to turn to you all and exclaim..........This isn't the worst I can do! ..........So?

(A smile can almost be seen on Joshua’s lips)

What..........Say..........You?

(The crowd pop as Liam Wood is shown arriving at the arena. He stops for photos with a few fans making a point to chat with a guy in a Thunder t-shirt, he shares hi-5’s with the group before turning and walking towards the backstage area where he is approached by Christy James who kisses him on the cheek)

CJ: Welcome to your first Night of Glory Liam. How are you feeling?

(Wood smiles)

LW: Wow, you can really feel the scale of it. I mean this past month its been building up and then a week out the excitement starts to amp up but today its just been off the chart. The entire city of London is in lockdown for this man, everyone is stopping me in the street, and kids are wearing t shirts, mums and dads, teachers I even heard it mentioned in the frickin houses of parliament. I always knew this was a big deal but I had no idea!!

(Christy is smiling)

CJ: Yeah, it’s definitely a massive event. This isn’t a small scale Wrestlemania type shindig

(Wood laughs)

LW: There goes your call from Titan Towers

(Christy mocks annoyance)

CJ: Oh well. I don’t have the t1ts for that gig anyway

(Wood smiles and is caught looking at Christy’s chest by the camera man)

CJ: Amongst all the chaos, how are you keeping focused Liam. You’ve got a big match tonight. A lot of people are calling this your shot at redemption

(Wood laughs nervously)

LW: I don’t know about that. This match is big enough without adding tag lines like that Christy. I think it’s clear to most people that Costello and I don’t get along

CJ: That’s a little understatement?

LW: OK. Truth be told. I hate the guy and I am doing all I can right now to stop myself from hunting down the son of a b**** and kicking his teeth down his throat. He has crossed the line so many times and tonight he gets his come uppance!

CJ: I hope we see you get what you’ve deserved Liam. I know this past six months have been rough and I’m glad you have been able to make amends with Thunder and Emmy. The fans are completely behind you again and you deserve to get your Night of Glory moment

(Wood smiles)

LW: Thank you Christy. I hope so too

(Wood kisses Christy on the cheek before walking away. As he turns the corner from the other side walk Hernandez and Mr. Jones. Hernandez points at the Viper as he walks out of shot_

MH: What do you want me to do about him boss? He went against your wishes last week, you told him to keep his hands off Costello and he ignored you. Do you want me to initiate any punishment?

(Jones appears distracted and does not reply)

MH: Boss. Are you listening?

(Jones snaps out of his dream)

MJ: Uhhhm what. Oh Wood. Yes. Leave it with me. I have plans for him. He will wait till another day

(Hernandez smiles as we return to ringside)

Match 7
6CW Xtreme Championship
Monster’s Ball
Ojore © vs Edward Plague vs Lucas Takeo vs Joshua

The whole arena is in a complete frenzy as the action returns to ringside. The noise continues to grow through the rafters as the cameras pan around the O2 Arena.

Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT x10

HA: Oh ho….are you ready for this Henry?

HE: I don’t know anyone who isn’t….one of the most eagerly anticipated matches in Night of Glory history…

HA: The tagline is simple….for months now there has been a growing call for the beasts and monsters of the 6CW roster to battle it out to find out who is the most dominant….tonight we get our answer….

HE: The people want a fight and boy are they going to get one…

Ding ding

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is a CHAMBER OF HORRORS MATCH!

*Crowd ultra-pop

Ring Announcer: And it is for the 6CW XTREME CHAMPIONSHIP!

HA: The Chamber of Horrors is one of the most death-defying structures over seen in the professional wrestling industry…

HE: But is arguably the only environment that contain the men competing in this match….

HA: Just look at it….that is three tonnes of unforgiving steel……the bottom cell is enough to give anyone nightmares but the top tier only makes it worse….climb the ladder into the second cell and you will be surrounded by four walls of the most dangerous razor wire….this is a deathtrap…

HE: I don’t think we can express just how much this match could take from the four men involved…

The eerie blue light shines down from the rafters as the giant structure lowers down around the ring. The noise continues to grow in the O2 as the bottom cell hits the ground and then “From Yesterday” booms out of the speakers.

RA: Introducing the challengers….first, from Norwich, England……….weighing in at 317 pounds………Luucccassss Taaaakkkkeeeeeooooooo!

HA: 6 foot 11, 317 pounds….Lucas Takeo is made for fights like this…

HE: Is anyone made for a fight like this? Takeo has a huge pain threshold and he can go to war with the best of them but he has never fought in an environment like this….this will take years from anyone’s career…

The giant form of Takeo makes his way down to the ring, his eyes locked on the structure in front of him, and then he marches straight through the doorway of the cell. He gazes at the steel mesh around him and then climbs up into the ring…

HA: Lucas Takeo has shown what he is capable of in his wars with Ojore….can he reign supreme in the land of the Xtreme?

Takeo stands tall in the middle of the ring as the lights dim and then the sound of a beating heart begins to pulse through the speakers. There is a huge ovation from the crowd as the lights flash on and off with each beat from the speakers….

HE: Someone call the Puppet Master?

RA: From Parts Unknown…………..weighing in at 247 pounds……..Jooosssshhhhuuuuuuaaaaa!

HA: A deranged, uncontrollable, beast with complete disregard for his own well-being, let alone anyone else’s….Joshua is a serious threat to the Xtreme Championship…

HE: He showed that last week when he delivered that incredible flying headbutt to Takeo….Joshua will do anything to make sure he is the only man left standing at the end of this bout…

HA: And what role will the puppet, McCoy play in this? Joshua seems physically attached to that puppet….it is almost as though he is controlled by it…

Joshua is holding McCoy on his arm as he slowly, methodically, makes his way down to the stage. The puppet’s eyes are focused upon the cell as Joshua places his hand on the steel mesh and feels its cold malice. He then walks around the cell and grabs a steel chair from the announce area before heading back to the doorway….he places McCoy upon the chair before heading through the door…

HE: McCoy has the best seat in the house…

Joshua looks up at the ring and Takeo stares straight back at him with fire burning in his eyes. Laughter then fills the air as “CCClouds” plays out…

HE: And from one nutcase to another….I don’t know which one freaks me out more…

RA: Weighing in at 375 pounds…..his birthplace unknown……………Edddwwaaarrddd Pllllaaagggguuuueeeeee!

HA: Edward Plague has been prophesising about the impending monster’s ball for months….he has pulled the strings and tonight he gets the war that he craves…

HE: I don’t know how anyone can crave this war….it is going to be brutal…

Plague falls down in his knees on the stage, holding his arms out to his side, and then he removes his mask from his face. The cameras pan in on his features, a sinister grin curving his mouth, and he continues to whisper to himself….

Plague: They asked and he granted their wish….now you will see what I have witnessed inside the dark heart of mankind…

Plague stands up and then slowly he makes his way down to the ring. He looks up at the cell with seeming awe, his eyes lit up with delight, and then he turns his head to McCoy, sat upon the chair.

HA: Edward Plague has been trying to form an alliance between himself and Joshua for weeks….I think he believes McCoy is the key to making that happen…

HE: So far Joshua has rejected all the advances….and I can’t see that changing…

Plague continues to stare at the puppet, his eyes full of excitement, and then he heads through the doorway without a hint of nervousness. He looks from Takeo to Joshua and then he enters the ring, crouching down in the corner.

HA: Three competitors inside the cell….we await just one more….

RA: And their opponent……….weighing in at 281 pounds…..he is the current, reigning and defending 6CW Xtreme Champion………….Ojjjjjooooooreeeeeee!

HE: Can you bet against the champion?

HA: Ojore won the Xtreme Championship inside this chamber back in October….since then he has knocked back every challenge to his throne….before that he was the king of the same division in EWF….I don’t know if anyone can defeat Ojore in an all-out fight like this…

“Bonfire” is roaring from the speakers as Ojore comes storming out on the stage. He holds the Xtreme title on his shoulder and then begins to move down towards the cell….

HE: Ojore has the experience of this match but does it matter? He has been a dominant champion but he has never had a challenge like this one…

HA: Ojore has proven himself time and again in this division….he has shown that he can stand with all three of these men and come out fighting….but can he survive this structure once again?

Ojore grabs the side of the cell and shakes it with a huge roar before walking inside. The referee on the outside begins to chain the door closed as Ojore throws his belt down on the floor and then surveys his three opponents. There is a growing intensity from the crowd…

Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT x10

HA: It is time…

The bell rings and the crowd goes wild as Ojore jumps into the ring and immediately tackles into Lucas Takeo. They go toe to toe with punches as Edward Plague swings around and cracks Joshua in the side of the head, knocking him into the turnbuckle.

HE: I don’t know how much they are paying the referee for this match but it wouldn’t be enough for me…

Plague follows Joshua into the corner with right hands to the body. Takeo and Ojore are continuing to batter each other with huge punches until Ojore bounces back off the ropes and returns with a shoulder tackle that rocks Takeo onto his heels….

HA: Every blow that is landed in this match is going to leave marks…you can feel the impact from here…

Ojore pushes Takeo back into the ropes and hooks him to the body. He tries to whip him across the ring but Takeo reverses and sends Ojore across the ring…

HE: Look at that….

Takeo looks for a big boot on the comeback but Ojore catches his foot before slamming it down into the mat. Takeo wobbles off balance and then Ojore lifts him up and scoop slams him to the canvass…

HA: The Xtreme Champion possesses super-human strength….

Plague is choking Joshua in the corner before he turns away to go after Ojore. He spins the champion around and lands a hard right hand before Ojore answers back with punches of his own…They slug it out until Plague rakes the eyes of Ojore and then runs the ropes, returning with a hard boot to the face…………………….1…………………..kickout.

HE: We know these guys have insane pain thresholds….I really don’t know what it might take to end this match….

Plague pulls Ojore up by the head but the champion shoves Plague back into the corner and then runs in for a big splash. Plague drives his boot up into Ojore’s face and then chases him out with a flying crossbody block………………1………………2………powerout. Plague gets to his feet and he waits for Ojore to get up before grabbing him by the throat….

HA: CHOKESL…

Joshua is on the second rope and he dives off with a lariat to the throat of Plague. Joshua then delivers a stiff uppercut to Ojore and follows up with a clothesline that sends the champion over the top to the outside…

HE: OH MY GOD!

Crowd: That was awe-some x10

HA: That is great athleticism….

Joshua then runs to the opposite side and he suicide dives over the top rope and crashes into Lucas Takeo, driving them both backwards into the cell wall. Joshua then starts to get back up as Ojore grabs ahold of him and runs him around the cell, driving him right into the metal door…

HE: That impact almost took the door of its hinges..

Ojore lets out a roar and then begins to pull himself up onto the apron. He is just getting back to his feet when Edward Plague thunders into him and sends him flying off the apron and into the cell wall, shaking the very structure….

HA: This is insane….this match is barely underway and already these men are beating each other senseless…

Plague leans against the ropes and smiles to himself before flicking his hair from his face and climbing from the ring. He slowly walks around the outside and then he helps Joshua up before pressing his foe’s face against the steel mesh…

HE: He is trying to carve Joshua open…

Joshua’s face is dragged against the side of the cell by Plague, who seems to be singing whilst he does it. Plague pulls Joshua halfway around the cell and throws him to the floor, blood seeping from under the black curtain of hair…

HA: Joshua is busted open….the first of what I anticipate to be many casualties here in this match….

Plague then turns away from Joshua and he is picked up by Lucas Takeo and driven backwards into the ringpost. Takeo then throws Plague against the side of the cell before bench pressing him into the air….

HE: That is crazy strength…

Takeo holds Plague there and then launches him against the cell wall, leaving him slumped in a heap. Takeo drags up the ring apron and pulls out a steel chair from underneath…

HA: Everything is about to go from bad to worse…

Ojore staggers back up and Takeo jabs the chair into his stomach before lashing it across his spine. Takeo then waits for Joshua to stand back up and he raises the chair over his head…..CRACK!

HE: Takeo is cleaning house…

Joshua collapses to the floor after being struck in the head. Takeo then throws the chair in the ring and he pulls Ojore up and rolls him inside. The champion slowly gets back to his feet as Takeo ascends the ropes…

HA: That is a 7ft foot man…

HE: He is holding the roof into the next cell….that is how tall he is…OH MY GOD!

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

Takeo jumps from the top rope for a clothesline when Ojore dives into the air and greets him with a battering ram headbutt to the chest. Ojore stumbles back up and runs the ropes before returning with a huge splash………………….1……………………2……………….Takeo kicks out!

HA: Ojore gained a pinfall victory over Takeo just a couple of weeks ago…

HE: Different environment tonight….

Ojore pulls Takeo up and tries to place him for a powerbomb but Takeo counters with a big backdrop. Ojore stumbles back up and Takeo grabs him by the throat…

HA: Going for a ride…CHOKE…

Ojore kicks his way free and then tries to lift Takeo up on his shoulders but Takeo falls behind and shoves Ojore off the ropes…

HE: SAMOAN DROP!

HA: That could be all….

The ring shakes from the impact and Takeo covers…………………1……………………2……………..shoulder up. Takeo punches his fist into the mat and then he stands back up. Joshua is on the apron and Takeo grabs him by the hair before launching him back into the ring. He beckons Joshua back up and then runs at him…

HA: SPEAR!

Joshua gets his boot up and kicks Takeo right in the face, dropping him hard. He then picks the steel chair up off the mat and begins to unload with ferocious shots the any part of Takeo’s body that he can reach….

HE: Takeo is getting obliterated…

HA: Joshua warming to his environment…

Joshua finally throws the chair aside and he backs against the ropes before returning with a big legdrop to the throat……………..1…………………..2…………Edward Plague pulls Joshua from the ring. Joshua quickly responds with a huge uppercut to Plague and then looks to Irish whip him into the cell but Plague reverses….SMACK!

HA: That is not a pleasant sensation…

Joshua slumps against the cell wall as Plague watches him, darkness in his eyes, and then runs forwards and connects with a cannonball splash against the steel. Plague rolls away with a grin…

HE: Plague is enjoying every moment of this….he is in his element…

In the ring, Ojore drags Takeo over to the corner and then begins to climb the ropes. He stands on the second rope and bounces up and down before launching himself backwards onto the chest of Takeo….

HA: BANZAI!

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HE: What is Plague looking for here….

SMASH!

HA: How about that?

Suddenly, Plague pulls out from under the apron and destroys a light-tube across the head of Ojore. The champion falls back in a bloodied heap as Plague laughs at what he has just done…

HE: Ojore may be out cold…

HA: That tube just shattered over his head, who knows what damage may have been done?

Plague tilts his head from one side to the other and then he crawls back into the ring. He crawls around Ojore, stalking him, and then casually makes the cover…………………….1…………………….2……………….Ojore kicks out!

HE: Ojore does not want to part with his crown…

HA: This has been Ojore’s domain since day one….he knows exactly how to survive this kind of pain…

Plague kneels on Ojore’s chest and blasts him with thunderous right hands before getting back to his feet. He holds his arms wide, breathing in the boos from the crowd, and then he drags Ojore up towards him…

HE: Plague thinks he can finish this off…

HA: Ojore is barely able to make his feet….CONFESSION!

HE: SWEET MOTHER…

Crowd: That was awe-some x10

HE: Literally one of the most insane things I have ever seen…

Plague manages to get Ojore up on his shoulders for the “Border toss” powerbomb but he runs him to the ropes and throws him over the top, causing him to collide with Joshua and send them both crashing back into the cell wall. Plague backs away from the ropes and drops to his knees with a smile…

HA: Never in all my years…..this “Chamber of Horrors” truly is a living nightmare of a match…

HE: You lock four genuine monsters in this structure and this is exactly what you are going to get…..SPEAR!

HA: TAKEO’S GONNA WIN IT….

Plague suddenly gets up and turns around but is greeted by a thunderous, unexpected, spear from Lucas Takeo…
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HE: I thought that was a three….

HA: So did Takeo…

Takeo looks at the referee for confirmation but is told it was a two count. The giant then rolls his way from the ring and he drags out a table from under the apron. He sets the table up on the outside, near the turnbuckle, and then he reaches into the ring and drags Plague out towards him….

HA: Lucas Takeo has some bad intentions right here….

Plague senses danger and kicks out with both feet, cracking Takeo right in the face and sending him toppling backwards. Takeo comes forwards again and pulls Plague to the outside but Plague battles back with right hands to the body. Takeo responds with a fierce head-butt and then grabs Plague by the throat….

HE: This could be the end of the road for Plague…..

HA: OR NOT!

Plague just drills his foot up between Takeo’s legs and causes the big man to stagger backwards and sprawl across the table. All attention then turns to the opposite turnbuckle where Joshua has climbed to the top….

HE: What is he contemplating?

HA: We’ve seen this before…

HE: Not like this we haven’t…..OH MY GOD!

HA: THIS MATCH NEEDS TO STOP…

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

HA: DUMBSTRUCK HEADBUTT FROM INSIDE THE RING TO THE OUTSIDE….THROUGH THE TABLE!

Joshua and Lucas Takeo are completely motionless in the wreckage of the table as Joshua flies through the air and drives down onto his foe with a vicious head-butt. Plague backs away from the scene with a grin and goes in search of Ojore…

HE: Plague knows there are two competitors down now, he can focus solely on Ojore…

HA: It could be down to these two men….

Plague comes round towards Ojore when the champion drives a chair up from nowhere and cracks it into Plague’s ribs. Ojore then swings the chair back and brings it forward….CRACK!....He drives it against Plague’s head with real power and sends him down into a seated position…

HA: Now Plague is bleeding….I think every man in this match has been cut open…

HE: Takeo hadn’t until Joshua head-butted him through a table….now I think his nose is broken…

Ojore throws the chair into the ring and then another before he dismantles the steel steps from the side of the ring. The champion hauls the steps onto his shoulders and then launches them at Plague’s head….

HA: LOOKOUT!

Plague just manages to duck and the steps thunder against the ladder that leads into the upper cell. Plague tries to make a beeline for the ladder but Ojore runs against him with a big splash and then he pulls Plague around and throws him in the ring…

HE: Plague was trying to take the action upstairs…

HA: I would be thankful if all four men steered clear of the upper chamber….walls of barbed wire are too much for me…

Ojore grabs both steel chairs and he sets them both up into seated positions before grabbing Plague by the head. He drags Plague up in a gutwrench…

HE: He’s gonna powerbomb him on the chairs….

Plague kicks his legs and blocks the powerbomb before he swipes Ojore’s legs and catapults him into the corner. Plague follows in with a splash and then follows up with two more huge splashes….he lifts Ojore up onto the top rope….

HA: This is so dangerous…these men alone weigh over 700 pounds…

Plague climbs up onto the ropes with Ojore and he pulls the champion into a front facelock. Plague checks over his shoulder and then he drags Ojore off the top rope into a superplex….

HE: STRAIGHT THROUGH THE STEEL CHAIRS!

The impact of both men landing on the chairs causes both weapons to snap. Ojore rolls away in agony whilst Plague clutches his spine in the middle of the ring…

HA: What more are these men willing to do to each other…

HE: I wouldn’t ask that question….you may not like the answer…

Both men try and get back to their feet as the cameras turn attention to the outside of the ring. Joshua is crawling along the floor and heading for the ladder that leads into the upper cell….

HA: How is Joshua even moving after that flying head-butt…

HE: Inhuman pain threshold, that is how….

Joshua begins to scale the ladder to the upstairs cell as Plague rolls from the ring to follow him. Plague looks under the ring and pulls out a light-tube before heading over to the ladder and climbing up….Joshua is already in the upper chamber and he is looking at the barbed wire walls….

HA: The second cell is created for one thing; torture….nothing good can happen up there….

Joshua steps further into the cell as Plague appears in the entrance with a smile on his face. He looks over towards Joshua and says…”Here’s Edward”….

HE: That is creepy…Plague is straight out of a horror movie…

Plague comes into the cell with the light-tube but is greeted by a stiff uppercut from Joshua. Joshua follows up with a barrage of punches to the body and then he grabs Plague by the hair and tries to run him into the barbed wire…

HA: Plague putting the brakes on…

Plague gets his foot up and blocks the impact before elbowing Joshua in the ribs. He staggers away and grabs the light-tube again before spinning around to swing it…

HE: BROGUE KICK!

Joshua greets Plague with the vicious kick to the face as he turns around and drops him onto the cell floor. He then grabs the light-tube and kneels down on Plague’s chest, pressing the tube into Plague’s throat…

HA: For as evil as Plague may be, I think Joshua is every inch as much…

HE: These guys live for this kind of match…

The crowd are suddenly cheering as it becomes apparent that Ojore is dragging a table up the ladder and into the second chamber. He pushes the table inside and then follows through, delivering a vicious axe handle to the back of Joshua. Ojore then pulls the table into the middle of the chamber and sets it up….

HA: I don’t trust the flooring in there with that kind of weight on top of it….that is nearly 1000lbs….

Ojore pulls Joshua up and looks to lift him into the air but Joshua pulls free and delivers an uppercut to Ojore. Ojore stumbles off balance and then Joshua runs at him and dives for a crossbody block…

HE: OH DEAR…OH LORD!

*Crowd groan

HA: That is devastating…

Ojore catches Joshua in his arms and then charges him into the barbed wire wall. Joshua is stuck to the barbs and slowly peels away from them before dropping down to the floor. His clothing is shredded and blood can be seen from his skin…

HE: Those barbs are completely and utterly unforgiving…

Ojore backs away with no remorse and heads straight for Edward Plague. He picks Plague up by the hair and lifts him up into his arms…

HA: Plague is going straight through that table…

CRACK!

HE: Where did he come from?

Takeo is in the upper cell and he swings a steel chair right against the spine of Ojore. Ojore staggers and Takeo hits him with the chair again before lifting the weapon over his head and CRACK!

HA: Like a gunshot…sickening impact…

Ojore hits the floor from the chairshot to the head and Takeo stares down at him with a vicious look. Blood streams from Takeo’s nose as he turns the chair around and swings it at Edward Plague…

HE: Nobody home….

Plague ducks and the chair hits the table before Plague rushes Takeo forwards and drives him, spine-first, into the barbed wire…

HA: Nothing can compare you for that sickening impact…

Takeo yells out in pain as Plague pulls his head forward and then rams him back into the barbed wire again and again. Takeo slumps down to the floor as Plague backs away from him and then runs back in with a solid kick to the head, snapping the giant’s head back into the barbed wire…

HE: Takeo is being demolished by Plague here, that was horrible to watch…

Blood leaks from the back of Takeo’s head as he slumps down on the floor, unmoving. Plague then moves his way over to Joshua and he pulls him towards the centre of the chamber and lifts him up onto his shoulders….

HA: CONFESSION!

Joshua drives his elbow down into Plague’s face, splitting him open across the eyeline, and then drops out the back. He grabs Plague by the head and runs him forwards, launching him against the side of the cell….

HE: Plague’s turn to feel the unforgiving barbed wire…

Plague hands and face are cut wide open as he tries to block his impact into the barbed wire. He slumps there and then Joshua thunders into him with a splash, crushing him further against the spikes. Plague’s unmistakeable laughter can be heard…

HA: Is this guy for real?

HE: He’s enjoying it…

Plague begins to drop down to his knees as Joshua grabs the steel chair and comes forwards again…..CRACK!

HA: That is enough…

Joshua crushes Plague’s head against the barbed wire with the impact of the steel chair shot. He then backs away and stumbles over towards the table as Ojore gets back up and meets Joshua head on…

HE: The champion just won’t stay down…

HA: He has made his name from this division, he wants to prove his dominance…

Ojore and Joshua trade with huge punches and then Joshua begins to rock Ojore back with sickening uppercuts. Ojore is off balance as Joshua grabs him and delivers a head-butt…

HE: I think that took more out of Joshua…..NO FRICKING WAY!

HA: THEY NEED HELP…

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

Joshua staggers back from the impact of the head-butt and Ojore tackles into him but the impact sends both men flying through the trapdoor entrance and slamming down to the concrete floor below….

HA: That was a fifteen foot drop to the floor…

HE: Neither of them is getting up in a hurry…

Ojore and Joshua are both completely motionless on the concrete floor as the cameras pan back upstairs. Lucas Takeo is slowly crawling back up and he is measuring Edward Plague…

HA: There have been very few pinfall attempts in this match….

HE: These guys have been too busy trying to slaughter each other…

Plague stumbles up, his face covered in blood, and Takeo grabs him by the throat and walks him to the table in the middle of the cell. He prepares to lift Plague into the air when Plague spits a horrible liquid from his mouth….

HA: What the hell was that?

HE: I have no idea….

Takeo staggers away, blinded, and falls down next to the cell wall. Plague laughs to himself and then he runs forwards and punt kicks Takeo’s head right against the barbed wire…

HA: That is brutal…

HE: Takeo is out cold…finished….

Plague smirks at Takeo before beginning to climb down the ladder to the chamber below. Plague quickly drags up the ring apron and he pulls a table out before pushing it inside the ring. He follows up by lifting up a bag and taking it into the ring with him…

HA: Who knows what kind of death trap that is being built by Edward Plague now….

Plague sets the table up in the middle of the ring and then he holds up the bag and begins to pour the contents across the top of the table.

HE: This just got a whole lot worse….

HA: Edward Plague is bringing thumbtacks into proceedings…

The sharp, shiny tacks are twinkling in the spotlights as Plague steps away with a smile on his face. He then makes his way over to the ropes and pulls a very dazed and confused Ojore into the ring. The champion is barely able to muster a fight as Plague pulls him over to the table and drapes him onto the tacks….

HA: I don’t even know if I can watch this….

Plague: BEHOLD PEOPLE….FOR THIS IS THE MOMENT….FLESH AND BONE SHALL GIVE WAY TO ENLIGHTENMENT!

HE: This is going to be nasty…

Ojore doesn’t move as Plague makes his way over to the ropes and begins to climb. He flicks his hair from his face as he gets to the top and then he looks down on Ojore with a sinister smile…

HA: Ojore has no idea what is coming….GOOD GOD!

HE: New champion…

Plague jumps off with a crunching double foot stomp that drives Ojore straight down through the table. The tacks are struck into Ojore’s chest and arms as he lies there, motionless, and Plague rolls him over…
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HA: Edward Plague is the new king of Xtreme….

HE: JOSHUA!

The “Puppet Master” dives across and breaks up the pinfall at the very last possible moment. The crowd are going wild as he holds a light-tube in hand and he swings it at Plague’s head….SMASH!

HE: Plague just went to sleep!

Plague doesn’t even blink as the tube shatters off his skull and leaves him in a broken heap on the floor. Joshua looks down at him, no emotion evident, and then he heads to the outside once more. The crowd watch on, mesmerised, as Joshua brings two steel chairs back into the ring and places one under Plague’s head and the other over the top…

HA: This is going too far now…

HE: The freak isn’t done yet…

Joshua climbs to the outside of the ring again and this time he pulls a ladder from underneath the apron. The crowd is going wild as Joshua sets the ladder up on the outside of the ring and he begins to climb to the top….

HA: He cant….not from up there….

HE: Why don’t you go and tell him….

Joshua is leaning on the top of the ladder, his face masked by his hair, and he looks down at Plague, motionless in the ring, before soaring from on high….

HA: DUMBSTRUCK!

HE: THIS IS OVER…

Crowd: 6C-Dub x20

HA: How can you even begin to comprehend what these men are going through tonight…

Joshua lands the head-butt to Plague but the impact sends him rolling away, barely conscious. The noise in the arena is insane as the cameras pan around at the utter devastation…

HE: They said it would be a “Chamber of Horrors” but I never imagined this…

HA: How could you? This is beyond anyone’s wildest nightmare…

Blood has stained the canvass as Joshua tries to use the ropes to pull himself up. He is so groggy that he falls through the ropes onto the apron and tries his best to get up again…

HE: If Joshua can just pin Plague then this is over and he is champion….

HA: Joshua doesn’t know what day it is…..SPEAR!

HE: NO WAY!

The O2 arena is in awe as Ojore, covered in tacks, runs across and dives through the middle rope with a spear that sends he and Joshua crashing to the outside and straight through the cell door. The door snaps off its hinges and both men are left in complete devastation on the outside…

HA: Just when I thought I had seen it all….Ojore and Joshua are broken in two…

HE: The door just broke off, it couldn’t take the impact…

HA: Are you surprised?

Joshua is completely unconscious, sustaining more than one devastating blow to the head in seconds, as Ojore somehow tries to pull himself back towards the doorway.

HA: How is he moving?

HE: Ojore really wants to leave tonight as the Xtreme Champion…

Ojore staggers back through the doorway and he begins to throw wreckage and debris out of his way. He throws the steel steps up into the ring and then removes the wreckage from inside aswell whilst beckoning for Plague to get back to his feet…

HA: I really don’t know how Ojore is doing this….how any of these men are still moving?

HE: Because they are not men, they are monsters….WORLD’S STRONGEST SLAM!

Ojore lifts Plague up in his arms and then drills him down across the steel steps. Plague writhes in pain as Ojore pushes the steps closer to the ropes and begins to climb the turnbuckle. He lets out a roar and then leaps into the air….

HE: VADER BOMB!

HA: Ojore is breaking Plague into pieces…

Plague rolls off the steps, holding his ribs, as Ojore staggers to the opposite side of the ring. The champion takes a deep breath and then removes the strap from his singlet and blinks back blood…

HA: This is where it ends….surely this it….

HE: Plague can barely stand up…Joshua is demolished on the outside and Takeo is still in the top chamber….this is over….

Plague can barely get up, blood staining his body, as Ojore drags him into a gutwrench. The champion snarls and roars before flipping Plague up and demolishing him down onto the steps again….he drags Plague off and covers him…

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*Lights out

HA: What the….Ojore had the three there?

*The laughter of Edward Plague fills the air and his voice whispers one word over and over again, sending it rippling around the arena.

HE: How can Plague be speaking when he is inside the ring….unconscious…

Plague: Brotherhood…..Brotherhood…..Brotherhood!

HA: I have no idea…..WHAT A DAMN MINUTE!

The lights come back on and there are two men in the ring with “Plague” masks on. They both hold a light-tube and they wait for Ojore to look up before swinging at him with all their might….SMASH!

HA: What is the meaning of this?

HE: This is unreal…

The two masked men then climb from the ring and one of them pulls Joshua up to his feet whilst the other grabs McCoy and smashes the dummy right into Joshua’s face…

HA: This is carnage….what is going on….

The masked intruders then begin to climb the ladder to the upstairs chamber. One of them stomps on Takeo repeatedly whilst the other moves over to the table in the middle and begins to fidget with it….

HE: What are they….OH WOW!

The masked man steps back and reveals that the table is now on fire, burning brightly and threateningly. Both men then pull Takeo over towards the table….

HA: Who are these men?

HE: Plague’s been banging on about the “Brotherhood” for weeks….I guess this is they…..NO….NO…..OH MY GOD THEY KILLED HIM!

HA: The referee needs to stop this match…

The two men then suplex Takeo into the air before slamming him down through the burning table. The impact of the move causes the cell floor to give way and Takeo crashes down to the ring below, completely and utterly unmoving.

Crowd: Holy (beep) x10

HE: These four men will never be the same again….

HA: Takeo will be lucky to walk again….

They masked men then use the broken panel in the floor to climb back down to the ring below. They deliver kicks and punches to Ojore until he rolls from the ring and then they turn around as Edward Plague is on his knees, an evil smile on his lips…

HA: This is all Plague’s work….he instigated this…

HE: He wanted this match all along and I guess this is why….he had a plan….

Plague holds his arms wide and laughs as the two masked men bow to him and then they remove their masks.

HA: DYLAN AND CODY WRIGHT? BUT WHY?

HE: I guess Plague showed them the light…

The former members of Team Xtreme smile the same sinister smile as Plague as he crawls over and covers Lucas Takeo…
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HA: Well there you have it…

HE: The reign of Ojore is over….time for the Plague to spread…

Ding ding ding

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner….and NEW 6CW XTREME CHAMPION………Edddwwwaaarrddddd Pllllaaagggguuuueeeee!

HA: In all my years in this business, I have never seen a match like that….devastation, carnage, blood, guts and thunder….it had it all….the four men involved took years off their careers in an attempt to prove that they were the most dominant monster on the planet to day…

HE: But there is only room for one at the top and that one is Edward Plague….he showed that monsters can have brains too and together they are a lethal combination….he fooled the opposition into this match and then he presented his grand scheme….the birth of the Brotherhood…

HA: Cody and Dylan Wright have obviously been brainwashed into Plague’s way of thinking….thanks to those two young men, Edward Plague is leaving tonight as the new Xtreme Champion…

HE: The fans aren’t even responding…..they wanted this fight and now they are shocked by what they have seen…

HA: I don’t the audience knew the lengths these men were willing to go….we all wanted to see this match but nobody expected this…

There is an eerie silence in the O2 as Plague is helped to his feet by Cody and Dylan and then he smiles as the referee presents him with his newly won championship. Plague begins to laugh as he holds the belt close to his blood-stained face…

HE: It has been nine months since Ojore won the Xtreme Championship inside this structure…but tonight his reign of dominance has come to a shocking end….Edward Plague is the new face of “extreme”….

HA: The Brotherhood have made a statement tonight….there is a new king in this division, it will be interesting to see who dares lay siege to his throne…

Plague is helped from the ring by Cody and Dylan and they stagger out into the aisleway before turning around to face the cell once more. Plague is grinning as he looks at the wreckage in the ring and McCoy resting across the chest of Joshua. The new champion holds his arms out and speaks to the camera…

Plague: Now do you see….now I have opened your eyes…gaze upon what I have created…they begged for blood and I have satisfied your calling….I have set you free…

Plague continues to laugh as his followers help him up the rampway and then they disappear through the curtain. The arena is ghostly quiet, the fans still in utter shock as to what they have just witnessed. Medics are making their way to ringside as the cell structure is lifted into the rafters….

HE: Now time to count the casualties…

HA: I don’t know if any of these three will be able to walk out of here of their own accord…

HE: Hands down the most barbaric match I have ever seen…

HA: I second that….Night of Glory is an evening when anything can happen and we just witnessed that first hand…

HE: We sure did….can this pay per view get any better?

HA: It is hard to believe but we still have two huge contests left this evening….you do not want to miss them!

Match result: Edward Plague via pinfall
Match time: 31 minutes

(Nate Nack is stood backstage going through his final preparations when there is a knock at the door)

NN: Come in

(The door springs open and in runs his fiancée Emma, she throws her arms around Nate’s huge shoulders and kisses him repeatedly on the lips)

E: I’ve missed you so much!

(Nate pulls Emma in close, a surprised look on his face)

NN: What are you doing here?

(Emma takes a step back)

E: As if I wouldn’t be here for your big night

NN: But…….

E: I know, I know what I said but that’s a woman’s prerogative. You need to know if we get married I’m gonna change my mind about a lot of stuff. Aren’t you pleased to see me?

(Nate smiles)

NN: Of course. You know I am, it’s just, what if ……………

(Emma looks worried)

E: I have faith in you Nate, I believe in you, I know you will give all you can tonight and win or lose I will be there at your side

(Nate shakes his head)

NN: No, you’re not going out there. Anything could happen, it’s not safe!

I can get somewhere for you to watch it back here. I’m sorry but I can’t risk you out there

(Emma looks hurt)

NN: Please, I need you to do this for me?

(Emma nods slowly)

E: If you think that is best

(Nate breathes deeply)

NN: And remember, whatever happens out there. I love you, that’s all that matters

E: You’re so soppy. Nothings gonna happen

(Nate holds Emma by the cheeks)

NN: Please, promise me, whatever happens, no matter what, me and you, we will always be ok?

(Emma stands on her tip toes and kisses Nate’s forehead)

E: I promise

(The camera fades out as Nate cuddles Emma in close)