6CW Aftermath Results 23rd June 2014

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

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

Max – YOU SOLD OUT!!
Let them fight one more match
Altair – WTF!!!!
Kurt’s gran wears massive pants
Gazzy D – Free as a bird
#Everythingchanges
Return of the Franchise

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

HA: Ladies and Gentlemen the wait is over, the longest two weeks of your lives have finally passed. What a Night of Glory. So many things to talk about, so many massive moments

HE: Only one to my mind. The Authority reign supreme. Mr. Jones outsmarted everybody again and now they have complete control

HA: For any of you who did spend that evening under a rock lets take a look at what my learned brother is referring to

*Video Footage

Enforcer rolls into the ring and he takes a moment or two to feel the weight of the weapon in hand before waiting for his opponents to rise. Nate Nack is the first to his feet and he walks straight into a hammer shot to his stomach….

HA: That is sickening….Enforcer had control of this match without using that damn hammer…

Nack rolls out onto the apron, severely winded, as Enforcer then begins to beckon Max Adamson back up. Max is clearly on his last legs as he struggles back to a vertical base and then turns around….

HA: OH GOD!

HE: Right between the eyes….forget it…

The hammer blasts into Max’s head and drops him flat on the mat. Enforcer drops to his knees with a grin as the referee slowly starts to crawl over…

HA: Not this way…

HE: In the nick of time, ref…

HA: This is disgusting…

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HE: UNDISPUTED CHAMPION….


HA: GAZZYD!

The referee’s hand comes hurtling down for three when GazzyD appears and drags the official from the ring. The referee’s head hits the hard flooring and is out cold again…

HE: No….no he has no business here….WHAT IS HE DOING?

HA: GazzyD said he would be here for Max Adamson tonight….he may not be leaving as a world champion but he can leave here with his freedom…

Enforcer is about to fist pump the air when he sees GazzyD dragging the official from the ring. His eyes glow with uncontrollable fury…

HE: Get him, E….

HA: Enforcer took care of Gazzy once tonight…I suppose he wasn’t expecting to see him again…

Enforcer grabs the sledgehammer and rolls out of the ring. Gazzy stands his ground but looks tentative as Big E rushes at him and swings the hammer….DING!

HA: OOOOH….

Gazzy manages to duck and the hammer smashes off the ringpost. Gazzy then begins to unload with right hands on the EWF Champion, stumbling him back into the ringside barrier. Gazzy backs away and then sprints back in…

HE: TAKE THAT!

Enforcer ducks his shoulder and he backdrops Gazzy over the railing and into the crowd. Gazzy is quickly back up and he sprints at the railing and dives back over into a Lou Thesz press on Big E…

HE: He’s like an annoying fly you just can’t get rid of…

Gazzy pulls Enforcer back up but Big E then tackles him and rushes him into the barrier and sends both men toppling over and into the crowd. Enforcer crawls across the floor and grabs a steel chair before turning it on its side and drives it into Gazzy’s stomach…

HE: Take that…

HA: Enforcer just might put Gazzy on the shelf here….he doesn’t look stable…

HE: Can you blame him….

HA: WAIT A DAMN MINUTE HERE!

Enforcer and Gazzy’s brawl takes them a little further into the crowd when the fans suddenly begin to boo with serious hostility. All eyes turn to the stage as Mr Jones leads Daniel Reilly, Alexander Altair, Marty Helms and Jonathan Daniels out…

HA: What do they want…

HE: Time to protect their investment…

Mr Jones stands at the base of the ring and orders his four troops to surround it. Max Adamson and Nate Nack are struggling to stand up…

HE: GazzyD is trying to keep Enforcer out of the match but he doesn’t realise The Authority are here…..

HA: No wonder they were so confident tonight….Nate Nack and Max Adamson were always going to face this number’s disadvantage at some point…

HE: Strength in numbers, Harold…

Nate and Max get to their feet and they look at each other before the four members of The Authority. They get themselves in fighting stances, although it is obvious they are struggling to stand up…

HA: Nate and Max may be competing for the 6CW Championship but they need to work together here….

Reilly leads Helms, Daniels and Altair into the ring and there is a stare-down between the six men inside the ropes before The Authority all storm at Nate Nack and begin to beat him down in the corner…

HA: Max needs to get the hell out of there….he’s next…

Nack is crumpled in the corner, taking serious punches and boots from the Authority members, as Max approaches them and pulls them away…

HE: What a foolish thing to do…..OH MY GOD!

Reilly spins around and seems ready to pounce at Max when suddenly they hug, drawing immense heat from the audience. Max is grinning broadly as he shakes all four Authority member’s hands and then gives Mr Jones the thumbs up…

HA: No….this can’t be happening…

HE: Oh it is, Harold….Max Adamson will do “anything” to keep that 6CW Championship….he said it all week and nobody ever clocked on…

Jones is laughing to himself as The Authority drag Nate Nack back up and shove him forward. Max scoops him up on his shoulders and delivers an almighty F-5 as another referee comes sliding into the ring….

HA: This cannot happen like this…

HE: Total dominance….that was what this night was all about…

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HE: YES….YES…..YES!

Ding ding ding

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner…………and STILL 6CW World Heavyweight Champion…………Maaaaaaxxxx Addddaaaammmmmssssoooooonnn!

HA: I just don’t get it….why Max? Why?

HE: Because this was never about 6CW….this is about Max Adamson and you were stupid enough to get suckered in like everyone else. The Authority wanted power and Mr Jones did what he needed to in order to get it….what a moment this is…

Max, bleeding from the nose, is holding his 6CW Championship with a huge grin on his face. The fans are booing furiously and litter is being tossed into the ring as the rest of The Authority raise Adamson up on their shoulders…

HE: What a champion….this moment has been such a long time coming…

HA: Max sold out…..what the hell is GazzyD going to think….or Enforcer for that matter?

Suddenly two faces emerge in the crowd, both wearing very similar expressions. Enforcer and Gazzy have postponed their brawl with another to fix their attention on what is happening in the ring….the realisation is slowly dawning on them…

HA: Gazzy came out here to help Max, he thought they had a friendship…

HE: Then he is a fool….Max used him, like he has for the last year….Gazzy was a pawn in a much bigger game….

HA: And what about Enforcer?

HE: He is still EWF Champion…..Mr Jones still “believes” in him….but two Generals are better than one…

HA: Try telling to Big E….it seems by the look on his face that he didn’t have a damn clue what was going down here tonight….

Enforcer and Gazzy both look livid as The Authority continue to parade Max Adamson in front of a wildly hostile audience. Mr Jones is now in the ring applauding as confetti falls from the rafters….

HE: What a night this has been….and it could not have ended any better…

HA: For my money the greatest Night of Glory of all time….once for the absolute ages. And you can guaran-damn-tee that there is going to be some serious fallout after this…..

HE: The Authority now have total control of 6CW…..take a good look, Harold, because nobody can threaten their dominance now…

HA: What a show this has been, I hope you have all enjoyed this as much as we have….I have goosebumps…

HE: I want to go and join the party…

HA: We’ll be back in two weeks, ladies and gentlemen, for what promises to be one of the most explosive editions of Anarchy in 6CW history….goodnight!.

(The video ends and we are back with the commentary team)

HE: Genius. That is what being in control looks like. Mr. Jones had a plan all along

HA: According to Max he had lots of plans all aimed at one thing

HE: And why wouldn’t he – Call it plan A, B, C through to Z, whatever. Mr. Jones covered all his options to ensure he got what he wanted

HA: But what does it mean for Enforcer. Jones put a plan in place in case he failed, doesn’t sound like belief to me

(Henry laughs)

HE: Stop stirring Harold. The Authority has never been stronger. They are all soldiers and they understand that winning the war is more important than individual success. Deal with it, your precious uprising is over before it ever got started

HA: Don’t be so sure Henry. There is more to this story trust me. What about the signing of JJ Johnson and the mystery phone calls? All is not rosy in the garden; believe me I smell a rat

(Henry is shaking his head)

HA: As ever folks, the action keeps on coming, so much has happened already but there are still so many questions that need answering. This is 6CW


AND IT’S TIME TO……………………


Suddenly "King of Kings" blasts out of the speakers. The crowd boos as Mr. Jones strides through the curtain, he is smiling smugly as he is followed down the ramp way by Mr. Hernandez, Oliver Keane, Kelsey Callihan, Daniel Reilly, Alexander Altair, Marty Helms and Jonathan Daniels

HA: What do they want?

HE: Stand up Harold, show your respect for the single most dominating group in wrestling history

HA: You’re OK. I’ll stay sitting if that’s ok with you?

HE: It’s your funeral

Henry is standing clapping as The Authority members enter the ring. Jones is handed a microphone and he looks around the arena taking a deep breath

MJ: Well, well, well. Wasn’t that a turn up for the books?

(The booing grows as Jones’s smile widens)

MJ: I told you the inevitable was coming. I told you that I would gain complete control and that there was not a dam thing you could do about it. I have proved time and time that I always get what I want. This company is mine and I can do what ever the hell I like

HA: I hate this guy, really. We’ve had a lot of idiots in charge over the years but Jones takes the biscuit, never have I had to listen to such a smug, egotistical, tyrant

HE: Flattery gets you nowhere Harold. Mr. Jones has taken this company to a whole new level, what is the problem if he wants to have complete control; it’s his money that is paying your wages. I don’t understand your refusal to accept that he has been the best thing we have ever had happen to 6CW. What is your big problem?

HA: He is stifling the talent, he is hand picking who he wants to have success and he is doing everything he can to make sure nobody but his ‘soldiers’ are champions

HE: The cream rise to the top Harold. It’s evolution. Only the strong survive

(Harold is shaking his head)

HA: He stabs everyone in the back to get what he wants. Andrews, Magnusson, Roth, his brother even Enforcer. He rewards greed; he encourages a culture of mis-trust. Is that the kind of guy you want in charge?

HE: Sounds good to me

MJ: Now I didn’t come out here to talk about me. I came out here to celebrate. To celebrate an indomitable success. A success only made possible by the single mindedness and determination of one man

The newest member of The Authority and my 6CW Champion of the World

(The booing erupts once more)

MJ: MAX ADAMSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Radioactive" by Imagine Dragons plays and the video screen changes to Max Adamson's entrance video, Adamson walks out to the ramp smirking as the 6CW crowd shout abuse at him, he nonchalantly pats the 6CW World Championship on his shoulder and he slowly walks down to the ring as the members of the Authority applaud

HA: Turncoat. What a disgusting human being Adamson is. I can’t believe he suckered us in

HE: He played his role perfectly. The mask has gone and now he is home. The army is complete, resistance is futile

HA: Someone is most notable by their absence

HE: What?

HA: The EWF Champion, remember. The man Jones believed in 100%, where is he, out buying the celebration banners and balloons?

HE: I’m sure it’s easily explained. The Authority are rock solid

Adamson enters the ring and shakes each member of the Authority before embracing Mr. Jones like a son greeting his long lost father

HA: This is sickening

Jones raises Max’s arms in the air before handing him the mic. A ‘You sold out’ chant echoes around the arena and Adamson smiles gleefully

MA: I am so pleased I don’t have to pander to you sycophants any longer. You have no idea how tiring it is listening to your desperate pleas, and Gazzy, oh my god, how many times do I have to tear you a new one before the message gets through your thick skull. I am better than you, that is why I beat you time and time again, that is why I used you to help me win the 6CW Championship and that is why I used you to get me out of Night of Glory still with that belt around my waist. Give it up Gareth, no amount of posturing or promises to these idiots will change the inevitable

You can’t beat me; I always get what I want.

That is why the Authority and Max Adamson are such a perfect fit. Mr. Jones recognised that in me and I saw the same in him, that willingness to do whatever it takes to get the job done

I told you that is what I would do, so really none of this should be a surprise

HE: He warned you

HA: Oh shut up!

(Adamson is pacing the floor, grinning from ear to ear)

MA: Mr. Jones gave me the opportunity to join the Authority and bring the 6CW World Championship with me. I did what I had to do. And if Max Adamson wasn't the right man, I don't doubt for one minute that Mr. Jones would have had a Plan D, E and F up his sleeve. Because that's the kind of guy he is. I am the first ever man to ever walk in and out of Night of Glory as 6CW World Champion, I am a two time 6CW World Champion, and the Authority's newest Golden Boy. It's time to stop living in the past and get with the new age.

The age of the Authority!

The age of Adamson.!

Jones raises Max’s arm in the air as the booing rings out once more

HA: I can’t believe what I am seeing

"Saturday Night" booms out of the speakers and the crowd jump to their feet and the booing turns to cheers

HA: OH MY GOD, BUSINESS IS ABOUT TO PICK UP. LISTEN TO THIS CROWD

Henry is staring at the ramp as the EWF champion bursts through the curtain; the Authority members are all staring up the ramp as Enforcer stands staring at Mr. Jones, he starts to speak as he walks towards the ring

E: Somebody forget to post my invitation

(Max goes to speak but is cut off by big E)

E: Don’t even start Adamson or I’ll shove this microphone so far down your throat we’ll be hearing static from your a** hole

HE: Oh my

(The crowd is going wild as Enforcer reaches the ring)

MJ: OK champ, let’s not do anything silly

(Enforcer smiles)

E: What like coming in that ring and twisting your little head of those scrawny shoulders because trust me I am so so tempted!

(The members of the Authority form a shield around Jones and Enforcer shakes his head)

E: Please don’t kid yourself that would ever stop me, but don’t worry Jones, I’m not here to attack you

(The crowd boos and Enforcer smiles briefly)

E: I am here to ask for answers. I know you are a weasel, I know you would stab your own brother in the back to get ahead but I wanna know why, not why you backed that cretin but why you thought it was wise to p*** me off?

Why you thought that turning your back on me was the best way to go?

(Jones raises his hand)

MJ: I have never turned my back on you Enforcer. I believe in you but I had to cover all bases, I’m sure you wouldn’t understand but I had to leave Night of Glory with that belt, I couldn’t risk the fact that Gazzy would try and interfere to stop you from winning. I had to have a plan B, a plan C. I couldn’t leave it to chance. I had to do what I thought was right, what I thought was best for business

I still believe in you Enforcer, you are The Authority’s champion, you all are. Max. Daniel, Alexander

(The camera focuses on Helms and Daniels who look to the floor)

MJ: You are all important, we are a family. I don’t have favourites; you are all like sons to me

(Jones holds out a hand)

MJ: I promise, this doesn’t change anything. It was just business

(Enforcer shakes his head as Jones pleads to him. A ringing noise can be heard)

HA: What is that?

HE: Eh?

HA: The ringing I think it’s Jones?

(Mr. Jones looks embarrassed as he reaches into his top pocket and lifts out his mobile phone; he takes a look at the screen and screws up his face before cancelling the call, no sooner has he placed it in his pocket it rings again)

HA: For god sake, just answer it

(Jones shakes his head and cancels the call but immediately it rings again)

E: Somebody really wants to talk to you Michael. Who else have you pi***d off?

(Jones smiles nervously, the camera zooms in on the phone screen which shows a withheld number. Slowly Jones touches the screen and raises the phone to his ear)

MJ: Hello

(The echo of his own voice can be heard)

MJ: Who is this?

(Again Jones’s own voice is heard)

HA: What is going on, whoever is ringing must be close to the ring

(Henry stands up and starts to look around the arena)

HE: I bet its Johnson. Damn JJ

HA: I don’t think so, look at the ring Henry!

(The crowd gasps as from the back of the ring Oliver Keane steps forward with a phone in one hand and a microphone in the other)

OK: I don’t think we need this any longer, do you Michael?

(Keane throws the phone to the floor)

HE: What is going on? I don’t understand?

(Harold remains silent)

OK: I think its time you came clean Michael. I think you need to tell the ‘soldiers’ exactly what’s going on. Look at them, the blank expressions; you need to tell them the truth

(Kelsey is screaming off mic as Jones stares blankly at Keane)

E: What is he talking about Jones? What do you need to tell us?

(Keane smiles as Jones stays silent)

OK: No? – Stoic to the end huh. Well I’ll give you some credit you have made things very hard for us

HE: Us – What is he talking about?

HA: More like who?

OK: You did a good job of covering up your mistake as soon as you realised, tying us up in legal loopholes but you became so focused on that you didn’t see what was happening under your very nose, the infiltration, The Authority welcomed me with open arms or should I say open legs, and once you brought me into your inner circle it was like taking candy from a baby, what with little miss legs open feeding me information, not really pillow talk because she was too busy biting that but you get the picture and then your constant need to share your worries like I was some surrogate son. You handed everything over without me having to try

(Jones is bright red)

MJ: But……………….

OK: What, my brother?

Drake knew exactly what was happening, in fact the attack, that was his idea, it really added a sense of realism, don’t you think, really had you fooled, made you think I was a soldier

(Oliver laughs)

OK: To be honest, I’m a little disappointed it‘s all over. There were some benefits, once you tuned out the constant whining and I was really enjoying watching your inner turmoil eat you up from inside

(Adamson steps forward)

MA: I have no clue what is going on here, so how about we stop with the innuendos about banging Kelsey, we’ve all been there and you tell us what the hell you are talking about. Look around Keane, everywhere you look Authority gold, what do you hope to achieve by this outburst?

You’re outnumbered, eight to one. The Authority has complete control of 6CW

(Keane smiles)

OK: Let me stop you right there, I admire your bold front but perhaps it would be best if you step back

(Adamson curls his lip)

MA: And why should I do that

(Keane smiles once more)

MJ: Still not gonna say anything Jones?

(The Authority all turn and stare at the boss)

HA: I am lost Henry

HE: You and me both

(Keane rolls out of the ring and walks past Enforcer)

OK: OK if you aren’t gonna come clean, but don’t say we didn’t give you the chance

(Keane is grinning as he reaches the top of the ramp)

OK: Your leader likes to put on a front, to make the world think he is all knowing, that he is unbeatable, that he doesn’t make mistakes but let me tell you now from day one he made a mistake that one day was always gonna come back and bite him in the @ss and that day is right now 6CW

Now I’ll hold my hands up and say I didn’t expect Night of Glory to end like that, fair play, you got what you wanted but even you have to admit it was an act of a desperate man, a man who knew what was coming, a man whose grip on power was sliding away

HE: What is he wittering on about?

OK: What else would you call turning your back on your champion to get into bed with Adamson; I’ve had to ‘do’ some horrible things over the last six months but they pale into comparison of that move Michael. Adamson, really, he’s your great white hope?

That is what’s gonna win you this war?

(Adamson snaps back)

MA: War?

You’re nothing more than a man in a cheap red suit, how do you expect to challenge the power of The Authority?

You and whose army????

(Keane’s eyes light up)

OK: Couldn’t have set it up better myself...

‘The Boss’ by James Brown blasts out of the speakers and the crowd all rush forward

HA: OH MY GOD, IT CANT BE……………

IT IS…………………..



IT’S DANIEL MAGNUSSON, LISTEN TO THIS CROWD, LOOK AT JONES FACE!

HE: HE HAS NO BUSINESS HERE, EWF IS DEAD; WHAT DOES HE WANT?

(Mr. Jones is stood frozen in the centre of the ring; all the colour is drained from his face, the rest of The Authority are all looking at him for answers)

(Magnusson lifts his mic as a EWF chant echoes around the arena, Magnusson smiles briefly)

DM: Ladies and Gentlemen, please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Daniel Magnusson and as of this morning I am the new co-owner of 6CW!!!!!!!

(The crowd is going crazy at that announcement)

HA: WHAT???

HE: HOW, NO!!!!

(Mr. Jones is shaking his head in the centre of the ring as Magnusson nods; he shakes hands with Oliver Keane who lifts his mic once more)

OK: You see what your glorious leader has failed to tell you over all these months is that he isn’t really the great business man he wants you to believe, in fact he can’t even manage basic contracts

HE: WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT, JONES IS A BUSINESS MOGUL

HA: SHUSH, LET HIM SPEAK

OK: Mr. Jones was in such a hurry to pull the wool over Mr. and Mrs. Magnusson’s eyes and steal EWF it would appear he didn’t check the fine print on the contract, right back on page 64

(Keane lifts a set of papers out of his suit pocket)

OK: It quite clearly states that EWF must continue trading for six months before any further sale or merger can be undertaken and should this not be the case the former owner will be entitled to
A) 50% of any profits from the sale
Or
B) A 50% stake in the newly formed company

Now I know you have argued your case and tried every legal loop hole to get out of it but the fact of the matter remains and was ratified by a court of law the day before Night of Glory. You moved EWF lock stock and barrel to the UK and merged it with 6CW

No amount of fancy, expensive lawyers could stop the inevitable Michael, you may have the gold but we’ve just taken half your company, the days of the Authority are over

(The crowd is jumping up and down as Keane grins from ear to ear)

OK: Oh and just to keep you in check we thought it best to appoint a General Manager, but its ok, you’ve worked with him in the past

‘PORNSTAR DANCING’ Booms out of the speakers and the crowd surge once more

HA: OH MY GOD – IT’S ANDREWS, DEAN ANDREWS IS BACK IN 6CW AND HE’S THE NEW GENERAL MANAGER OF ANARCHY

HE: THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!

HA: BELIEVE IT BROTHER DEAR, 6CW IS BACK, THE UPRISING HAVE DEALT A MASTER STROKE, THE AUTHORITY HAVE LOST CONTROL. DANIEL MAGNUSSON AND DEAN ANDREWS ARE BACK!!!!

THIS IS 6CW AND IT’S TIME TO PLAY

(The Authority are stood in the ring as The Uprising stand smiling at the top of the ramp as the show goes backstage)

*Cagero is walking into the arena and through the corridors. Cagero suddenly stops and looks beyond the camera, before smiling.

SC: Well, well, well. If it ain't the veteran of the building.

*The camera turns to see Hobo standing in Cagero's path, a loud pop from the crowd.

H: Broken down and beaten up, Simon Cagero finally makes it to the big leagues.

*The camera pans out as the pair takes steps further toward each other.

SC: When I got the call there was just enough desperation in the voices...I'm the most wanted muthaf***** in this industry. They told me there was a dearth of talent in this place and someone needed to make an impact.

H: Well, you might be the oldest man here, but round these parts I'm the veteran. I've seen it all and done much more. This is the big time now, Cage, breathe it all in.

*Cagero laughs

SC: Breathe it in? You're gasping for air, Hobo. Struggling. I've still got it, it's never left me, but there's something wrong with you.

*Hobo offers a hand anyway, but Cagero ignores it. Hobo laughs

H: I've always heard you were a p****, I'm happy to confirm you haven't disappointed.

SC: If you think you hate me now, wait till I tear this company a new one.

*Cagero walks on, barging into Hobo and making his point. Hobo turns to watch him go, a mixture of a smile and hatred on his face.

*Christy James is backstage, in the interview area, introducing...

CJ: My guests at this time...The Wild Stallions

*The pair both stand to her right and Nicky is closest to Christy

NC: Always a pleasure, Christy.

*She beams a smile back at him.

CJ: Billy, Nicky, back together as a team and thrown straight into a huge match with The Brotherhood...

NC: It is huge. Ignore the billing; we come up against two men who have all the experience in the world, and now they've turned loco. We don't know what to expect, but them boys should know that no Plague can keep us from running wild over them.

CJ: Are you not worried their dramatic change and their demonic leader?

NC: Baby, I'm Ice Cold Nicky Cassidy. I don't shiver at the feet of the Reverend. The church can't send me to hell, the chill would turn Satan's lair into lapland.

*Christy smiles and Shaw can be seen behind Nicky with a grin but rolling his eyes.

CJ: How important is this to your tag team pursuits?

*Billy cuts across for this one

BS: We are one of many fantastic teams in this division, but with Night of Glory over we face a new wrestling year. We go out tonight with a message to send to every team, every fan and every wrestler of this promotion. The Wild Stallions want the gold, and we want to get there fast.

NC: Ride like the wind BillShaw!

*James laughs along with the pair again but their scene is interrupted.

?: You boys ain't the only Jedi's returning tonight!

*CJ turns and smiles

CJ: It looks like my next guests have arrived a little early...Robin Reborn and Jack Hurst!

*Reborn and Hurst walk over and stand to the left of Christy, Hurst shaking hands with both Cassidy and Shaw before taking his place next to Christy.

CJ: You just heard Nicky and Billy sending their message, but you boys are back on the tag scene too by the looks of things?

JH: Indeed, Christy, you are, as ever, both beautiful and insightful. Robin and I, well, we have our own chorus to sing. We too are on the yellow brick road chasing gold.

RR: Ain't know hard feelings, boys, but we after what we after. Hell, with the two teams that have been representing this division lately both our teams will be a breath of fresh air. I'm sick of the Authority and I'm tired of Harris and Masters having their love story come crashing down. So Robin Reborn is sending that message too. I'll send it for us and I'll even send it for the Stallions here. All of us are coming for y'all. Get yourself ready, get yourself prepared, cos the new breed is in town and we ballin', mutha****as!

*Reborn thumps his chest then turns and leaves. Hurst stays a little while longer and stares at the Stallions

JH: You gentlemen be wary too. You have just seen the next tag team champions.

*Hurst bows to Christy and then walks away as the scene fades on the determined faces of Shaw and Cassidy

Match 1
Simon Cagero vs Lucas Takeo

HA: So Jones and The Authority had control of this company for just two weeks…

HE: Magnusson can’t do this…he can’t just show up and take 50%...

HA: Well actually he can and he has….this is a new beginning for 6CW and I cannot wait to see what the future holds…

HE: Mr Jones will not stand for this, there will be repercussions…

The intro to “Pardon Me” by Staind starts to play throughout the arena, as the fans jump out of their seats in anticipation of the new superstar. The lights dim down slightly, as the backstage curtain starts to shake...

HA: We are kicking off tonight with the debut of a new superstar…

HE: I hope he comes out here and kicks you in the face, brother…

Voice: "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!"

A voice rings out throughout the arena, overpowering the music.

Voice: "ARE YOU READY?!"

“I'm one stop
From a breakdown
Two steps from
Being safe
Just try to
See this through
I'm three steps
From this nightmare
And four steps
From the door
The rest is
Up to you”

The music picks up, as Simon Cagero kind of stumbles and trips out onto the stage, as if he's been pushed out. He carries a microphone in hand and wears a short sleeved, plain white shirt, along with his wrestling tights,. He regains his composure, and walks to the edge of the stage.

Simon: "LET'S DO IT!"

A smile worms it's way across his features.

Simon: "Let's get..."

Simon bows his head, and pauses for a moment, allowing him to take a breath.

Simon: "WASTED!"

As he says those words, pyrotechnics go off behind him, causing a fire to catch. The fire forms the words 'Wasted', to which he looks back, and points at them, before starting to walk to the ring, all the while speaking into the microphone

Simon: "That's right ladies and gentlemen. Waste Some Time, Waste Some Money, Waste a Little Bit of Our Precious Little Minds. I see how bored you are this week. Holy Poopie, talk about dull, I don't blame you... But never fear... Never fear, Simon Cagero is here! Only the Most Wasted Man on this God Forsaken Planet... The most over-used, the most abused individual to grace this Frak ring."

He reaches the ring, and climbs in.

Simon: "Of course, he hails from NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK! And weighs in at an impressive 195 pounds... Perhaps the greatest superstar to ever grace ANY God damn ring... As chosen by you, of course."

He climbs the turnbuckle, and looks around at the fans, before bringing the microphone to his lips again.

Simon: "So what do you say...? Want to cause a little controversy tonight...?"

Simon has an avid response from the fans. He jumps down, and chuckles to himself.

Simon: "Then without further ado..."

He throws the microphone to the ringside, before taking off his shirt, and throwing it into the crowd, before backing into his corner.

HA; Quite the entrance for Simon Cagero…

HE: He’s got a lot of swagger and plenty of confidence…but can he back up his talk in the ring?

Cagero bounces back off the ropes and then “From Yesterday” blasts out to a chorus of boos from the crowd. There is a pause and then Lucas Takeo bursts out on the stage, his trademark black towel over his head…

HA: This is a wounded beast…

HE: “Wounded”? I am surprised Takeo is even walking after what happened to him at Night of Glory…

HA: Suplexed through a burning table and crashing fifteen feet to the ring below will leave one hell of a mark, that is for sure….Lucas Takeo looks like an advert for world war three…

Takeo’s back is cut and bruised and then he removes the towel from his head and reveals even more injuries to his face. He snarls as he looks up at Simon Cagero…

HE: I don’t know if he should have been cleared for competition….

HA: Takeo isn’t likely to sit out on the sidelines, he wants to fight and get some revenge for what happened to him inside the “Chamber of Horrors”…

HE: But look at him…

HA: He still outweighs his opponent by almost 200lbs tonight and has a 14inch height advantage…this is not a cake walk debut for Cagero by any means…

The referee tries to get a word in with both men but Takeo merely climbs over the ropes and makes a quick beeline for his opponent…

HE: Takeo wasting no time…

Cagero is able to duck Takeo’s clothesline and he lands with two punches to the jaw and follows up with kicks to the back of the giant’s legs. The kicks stumble Takeo…

HA: Takeo already wobbled here…

HE: Cagero is up against a very, very wounded man here…

HA: Wounded but still very dangerous…

Cagero bounces back off the ropes and comes forward with a diving dropkick to the back of Takeo’s legs, sprawling him down on all fours. Cagero quickly hooks Takeo’s arms and nails a DDT……………1…………………2…………….powerout!

HE: Cagero is no rookie, he’s been in this game a long time so he will know to keep away from Takeo as best he can…

HA: Speed over strength in this contest…

Takeo tries to get back up as Cagero dropkicks him in the back and sends the big man crashing into the corner. Cagero rushes in with a diving splash and then climbs the ropes and begins to punch down into Takeo’s head…

HE: Simon Cagero entering 6CW with no fear…he’s taking it to Takeo…

HA: He senses an opportunity to claim a big scalp on his debut…

Takeo lets out a roar and then pushes both his palms into Cagero’s chest, sending the smaller man flying across the ring. Cagero gets back up and aims to run back into the corner but Takeo moves out and greets him with a huge clothesline………………..1…………………..2…………..Cagero gets his shoulder up!

HA: That is exactly what Cagero needs to avoid….Takeo’s power is unstoppable…

Takeo rags Cagero back up by the head and he slings him into the ropes before bench pressing him into the air as he returns. Cagero looks worried as Takeo holds him in midair and then slams him back down onto the canvass…

HA: Welcome to 6CW…

HE: Cagero had to know this was no walk in the park tonight….

Cagero holds his spine as he staggers back up and walks straight into a big side-slam………………..1………………………2………….kickout. Takeo winces in pain as he hobbles back up and beckons for his opponent to rise…

HE: Takeo won’t want this match to last long, I don’t think he can stand up for much longer…

Cagero blinks back some pain and wanders back to his feet before turning around into an iron grip around his throat from Takeo…

HA: This is not where Cagero wants to be….CHOKESLAM!

Takeo launches Cagero high into the air but the debutant shows amazing athleticism to wrap his legs around Takeo’s neck and throws him to the ground with a hurricanrana…

HE: Wow…Cagero has some leg strength…

HA: He sure does…very impressive….

They both get back to their feet and then Cagero runs behind Takeo and plants him with a bulldog. He taunts the big man before making his way to the corner and climbs to the top rope…

HA: I don’t think Cagero should be wasting any time taunting Takeo…he needs to concentrate…

HE: Incoming!

Cagero riles the crowd by giving them the finger and then he jumps off for a big splash but is caught in Takeo’s arms. The monster gets back to his feet and he then slams Cagero back into the mat…

HA: Just when the fans were starting to warm to Simon Cagero…he abuses them, what is up with this guy?

HE: I like him…he obviously doesn’t give a damn what these idiots in London think of him…

HA: He may regret his actions if Takeo has anything to do with it…

Takeo looks down at Cagero and then bounces against the ropes and returns with a huge legdrop to the throat…
..
…1
..
…..2
..
…………shoulder up!

HE: That is like having a tree trunk dropped on your neck…Cagero needs to stay away from any more impact like that…

Takeo drags Cagero back up to his feet with ease and then he whips him across the ring. He lowers his head as Cagero comes back but SC stops short and delivers a stiff kick to the big man’s face….Takeo wobbles backwards and then Cagero rushes at him…

HA: Big mistake…

Takeo catches Cagero coming in and spins him around into a spinebuster against the turnbuckle. He lands vicious palm strikes to Cagero’s chest and then whips him across to the opposite corner…Cagero hits the turnbuckle with so much impact that he flips upside down and then falls back to his feet again…

HE: SPEAR!

*Crowd groan

HA: Would you look at that…

Cagero narrowly avoids the spear by rolling away and sends Takeo through the ropes and crunching into the ringpost. Takeo’s eyes roll in the back of his head as he staggers back away from the ropes…

HE: I think Takeo is out on his feet…

HA: If he didn’t already have a concussion then he does now…so much damage to his body in the last two weeks…

Cagero quickly climbs out onto the apron and then jumps onto the top rope. He looks down at Takeo and then jumps off with a “curb stomp” to the back of the giant’s neck….

HA: Takeo still trying to get up…despite all his injuries…

HE: He is superhuman…

Cagero looks surprised by Takeo’s resiliency but then he quickly grabs the groggy superstar and flattens him into the canvass with a 180 Downward Spiral…

HA: He calls that “Break the Silence”…

HE: The fans are pretty silent now…

Cagero drops on top of Takeo’s chest and covers him……………………1………………………..2…………………3!

HA: He did it…big debut victory for Simon Cagero…

HE: I knew this guy had talent…

HA: Take nothing away from him but he was up against a severely weakened Lucas Takeo tonight….

HE: You can only beat what is in front of you…

“Pardon Me” is playing out as the referee raises Simon Cagero’s hand in victory. Cagero pulls away from the official with a smirk and then he poses next to his downed opponent, revelling in his win…

HA: Cagero is full of himself after that one…

HE: He just took out a seven foot giant on his debut, I would say that is cause for celebration…

HA: I’m sure Takeo will want a say in matters when he is back to 100%...

The crowd are beginning to voice their dislike of Cagero but he doesn’t seem to care. He continues to pose and then taunts the audience as he clambers from the ring. The referee is trying to attend to Takeo but the giant grabs him and shoves him away…

HA: Takeo doesn’t want medical attention, even if he does need it…

HE: He needs a little more time resting up….he shouldn’t have competed here tonight…

HA: Try telling him that….Takeo is a warrior and he will come back from this with a point to prove, of that you can be sure…

Takeo stumbles over to the ropes and then drops back down to one knee as Cagero reaches the top of the stage and continues to bask in his first 6CW victory.

HA: Simon Cagero has arrived in 6CW…

HE: I’m predicting big things for that guy…

Match result: Simon Cagero via pinfall
Match time: 4 minutes, 46 seconds

*The scene opens in the old abandoned home of Edward Plague in a large, dark, empty hall. The camera begins to pan around the room revealing dust floating through the light that pours through the cracks in the walls as the sound of laughter can be heard. Suddenly a single spotlight turns on illuminating a makeshift stage at the front of the room, standing in the spotlight is the smiling figure of the 6CW XTreme Champion, Edward Plague, he continues to laugh as the room slowly fills with people who find places to sit in the darkness. As the spotlight becomes stronger the XTreme Title belt can be seen resting in the hands of Edward, his laughter stops as he begins to speak to the crowd in attendance.

Plague: Ladies and gentlemen, what I hold before you...hehehe...while it may look and feel like gold...hehehe...while it may be perceived as a possession...hehehe...it is truly not what it looks like...hehehe...you see this object...hehehe...it is embodiment of what I have fought to create...hehehe...while it was wasted in the hands of a prisoner with no message...hehehe...it will be the very thing that helps destroy it's creator...the very thing that kills this machine...hehehe...it is all that is needed to keep the eyes of the world watching down on me...hehehe...it is all that is needed to keep their attention like magpies as I begin to show them the light that they fail to find on their own...

*Edward looks down at the title belt and smiles before placing it on a rotting podium in front of him before stretching his arms out wide as the crowd in attendance begin to chant a familiar chant

“NO CROSS...NO CROWN...NO KING...ONLY EDWARD”
“NO CROSS...NO CROWN...NO KING...ONLY EDWARD”
“NO CROSS...NO CROWN...NO KING...ONLY EDWARD”
“NO CROSS...NO CROWN...NO KING...ONLY...”

*Edward's head snaps up and he stares out in to the chanting crowd with a look of disgust, his smile disappears and his breathing quickly changes and speeds up.

Plague: NO! YOUR WORDS THEY BETRAY ME...

*The crowd are stunned in to silence as Edward calms himself before a sinister smile crosses his face once again, Edward looks at the title belt before speaking

Plague: You see ……..hehehe...the world watched as they saw the future...hehehe...the world watched as they saw lost sheep finally remove their skin to reveal the wolves they were underneath...

*Suddenly two more spotlights come on revealing the figures of Cody and Dylan Wright, the men who came to the aid of Edward and helped him win the XTreme title, Edward looks at them either side of him before continuing as Cody and Dylan stare out emotionless in to the crowd.

Plague: To call for only me you do a disservice to the work of my brothers...hehehe...although blood does not bind us it was blood that brought us together and it will be the blood of others that will bond us...hehehe...the men who stand by my side have been reborn in my image but they stand on their own two feet...hehehe...since their rebirth these men have been called sheep, they have been called followers but this is another misguided comment from the mouths of the blind...hehehe...the brotherhood is not one voice speaking for thousands but it is thousand speaking in unison...

*Plague begins to laugh manically as Cody and Dylan start smiling before finally speaking

Cody and Dylan:
NO CROSS...NO CROWN...NO KING...ONLY BROTHERHOOD...
...NO CROSS...NO CROWN...NO KING...ONLY BROTHERHOOD...
...NO CROSS...NO CROWN...NO KING...ONLY BROTHERHOOD...
...NO CROSS...NO CROWN...NO KING...ONLY BROTHERHOOD

*Slowly but surly the crowd begin to join in with the new chant as Cody and Dylan speak over the top of the crowds chants

Cody: For years I thought I was alive, I thought I was truly living but I have been shown that my eyes have been closed this whole time...

Dylan: ...I tasted the air but for some reason it never felt real, I had seen the sun but it's 'light kept me blinded...

Cody: ...it took me being dragged in to the darkness to really see the light...it took a man's sacrifice to really show me that I mattered...

Dylan: ...this machine chewed me up and spat me out and made me feel like it was MY fault...

Cody: ...Edward showed me the truth and now it is my turn to save a life...

Dylan: ...Now it is my turn to spread this message...

All Three: ...Join us

*As Cody and Dylan stop speaking the chants continue and Edward, Cody and Dylan stand side by side with sick grins across their faces, the spotlights go out and the scene ends with the chants still in full flow.

*Backstage in the office of the Authority Mr. Jones is sat his desk staring into space, the door opens and in walks Hernandez. Jones remains unmoved

MH: So, boss, what’s going on, who are these cowboys?

*ones continues staring forward

MH: And what, you’ve known about this for what, weeks….months and you never thought to tell anyone but Keane, what were you thinking boss. I mean, I don’t question you, you know that but really, burying your head??

*There is still no reaction from Jones

MH: Come on, we need to act now. You can’t hide away in here. You have to have a plan

*Jones removes his glasses and bows his head, he rubs the back of his neck before replacing his glasses on the bridge of his nose, he stares straight at Hernandez and smiles

MJ: I always have a plan

Match 2
Wild Stallions vs. The Brotherhood

Back from the commercial break and the Wild Stallions; Cassidy and Shaw are already in the ring playing to the crowd

HA: A great Tag team match up next. The Stallions have shown they have built up a great bond as a team in relatively a short time and now that Cassidy seemingly has removed Chaos from the equation they can firmly focus on their rise through the tag division

HE: That may well fall at the first hurdle tonight Harold. Dylan and Cody Wright have always been a very talented young tag team but perhaps have lacked focus in the past, something which although under strange circumstances they seem to have found under the guidance of Edward Plague

HA: You make him sound like some kind of father figure to them?

HE: Or an older brother?

HA: The Brotherhood are a cult Henry, Plague has brainwashed two impressionable young wrestlers to think he is showing them the way. It’s sick and should have no place in this industry

HE: They are adults Harold. You may not agree with the way Plague goes about his business but there are a lot of people who listen to him and follow his every move like a modern day prophet. Like it or not they are a force to be reckoned with and their power and influence in 6CW is only set to grow

The lights in the arena go out and the crowd is hushed

HA: They certainly like to make a statement

Two figures dressed in black robes wearing plague masks and carrying a single candle appear through the curtain and slowly make their way down the ramp

HE: This is a little weird

HA: Really, only now this is weird?

I’m assuming that’s Dylan and Cody, if that’s what they are still called?

The men stop and the candles are blown out and the arena is in total darkness, the bell rings and the lights come up. Dylan and Cody are in the ring beating down Cassidy and Shaw

HA: That is hardly fair

The Brotherhood stomp away on their opponents as the referee tries to get a grip on the match

HE: Well the bell has rung and we are under way but The Brotherhood don’t appear to be playing by the rules. The referee needs to get control

Dylan and Cody are both dressed in black their now dyed long black hair greased over their faces as they stand over their fallen opponents, the brothers smile as Dylan picks Nicky Cassidy to his feet as Billy Shaw remains prone in the corner

HA: Slingshot. Hard into the corner!!!

Cassidy’s head rocks off the turnbuckle and he slumps to the floor

HE: Baseball slide. One. Two……

As Cassidy lies unmoved The Brotherhood run in and slide their knees into his head, rocking him back once again. The Brotherhood turns their attention to Shaw who is slowly getting back to his feet.

HA: Against the ropes. DROPKICK!!!

Shaw’s head bounces off the mat as he is met with a double dropkick from Dylan and Cody

HE: The new and improved Team Extreme certainly starting very impressively so far

HA: They are double teaming their opponents and the referee is doing nothing to stop them

HE: He’s counting

HA: He’s only made it to five, we’ve been underway for a couple of minutes at least

Dylan picks up Shaw and tosses him to the outside before leaving the ring himself and taking up a position in the corner

HA: See, the referee reached seven and they relented. Great officiating

Cody slowly walks to Cassidy and grabs him by the head, the crowd pop as Cassidy pushes Cody away and storms forward with a lariat clothesline. Dylan rushes the ring and Ice Cold ducks under the punch and spears The Brotherhood member to the floor

HE: Nearly took him out of his boots

HA: Wild Stallions with the chance to build up some momentum

Cassidy throws Dylan to the floor and picks Cody up to his feet

HE: Powerslam

HA: Shaw is going up top

HE: He’s not the legal man

HA: Connected with the splash. Cover



Ref: 1

2


HE: Kicked out. That would have been unjust. Shaw is not the legal man

HA: You’ve got to be kidding me?

The Wild stallions have the momentum as Cody is pulled to his feet

HE: Double snap mare suplex. Pin

Ref: 1


2


HA: Oh that was close. The Brotherhood is hanging on here at the moment

The referee orders Cassidy from the ring as Shaw whips Cody against the ropes, and back drops him to the mat

HE: Did you hear that impact

HA: Pin

Ref: 1

2

HE: Dylan breaks up the pin and the referee has lost control again

All four men are back in the ring, the referee orders Cassidy again from the ring, turning his back on the action for a second

HA: Double team. NECK BREAKER!!!

The Brotherhood use the man advantage to take back control as Cassidy looks on helpless. Dylan goads Ice Cold again who tries to break through the ropes but again the ref intervenes

HE: Great work from The Brotherhood

Once again as the referees back is turned the brothers double team their fallen opponent ramming home boots and punches to the head

HA: Shaw needs help, he can’t survive this onslaught much longer

Dylan leaves the ring and Cody lifts Billy Shaw to his feet

HE: Belly to belly – Devastating!

HA: The brothers have always been a great high flying team but they really have added ruthlessness to their arsenal. They aren’t giving Wild Stallions a second to recover, impact move after impact move

HE: Pin!

Ref: 1

2


HA: Shoulder up. It’ll take more than that

Cody pulls Shaw up and throws him against the ropes

HE: Ducked

Shaw ducks under the clothesline

HA: Desperation move

Shaw comes flying back with a cross body and both men are lying breathless on the mat

HE: Both men could do with a pin here. Who ever makes it to their corner will surely have the upper hand

The crowd is cheering as Shaw crawls slowly towards the corner as Cassidy pleads for the tag

HA: Inches away

As Shaw reaches out Dylan bursts into the ring and the referee pushes him back

HE: Tag, Shaw got the tag!!!!

The crowd is going wild as Cassidy bursts into the ring

HA: The referee didn’t see it. He’s telling him to get back

Cassidy can’t believe it as the referee pushes him backwards. Cody drags Billy Shaw back into the centre of the ring and The Brotherhood lift him into the air

HE: JACKNIFE POWERBOMB!!

HA: PIN……….. NOT LIKE THIS!

The referee spins to see Dylan with the leg hooked and he slides to make the count

Ref: 1


2


Cassidy tries to break the pin but is met with a vicious spear from Cody


HA: He got him!!

3

HE: The Brotherhood pick up the win in a match that The Wild Stallions never really got started in

HA: They were never allowed to. The referee allowed The Brotherhood to get away with whatever they wanted from the get go.

The Brotherhood roll from the ring as Nicky Cassidy clutching his stomach checks on his tag partner still lying in the centre of the ring

Match result: The Brotherhood via pinfall
Match time: 3 minutes, 58 seconds

*Nate Nack is shown arriving backstage, the crowd cheer as the fan favourite walks through the backstage area where he is met by Christy James

CJ: Nate, can we get a few words, a huge night already with the massive announcement at the start of the show, you must be so pleased to see your good friend back in 6CW?

*Nate looks a little puzzled by the question

NN: You’ll have to excuse me Christy but you’ve got me mighty, mighty confused. What big announcement and who’s back?

*Christy looks worried

CJ: I’m sorry; I assumed you’d know what has happened. Dean Andrews is back, he’s the new General Manager of Anarchy

*Nack looks stunned by the news

NN: What, but how?

Why would Jones?

CJ: It’s not Jones, Nate – It was Magnusson

NN: Daniel, but…………?

I’m lost – Sorry. I came here ready to continue the fight to The Authority. Night of Glory wasn’t the end by a long shot, but what you’re telling me, wow, I need to speak to Dean. This is all. Wow!

*Nate walks away shaking his head as Christy hands back to ringside

Match 3
Bam Sparkleston vs Jackson Black

We return to ringside and “Best song ever” is echoing out to a big ovation from the crowd in attendance. Bam Sparkleston comes bounding out on the stage and he waves at the fans before taking pictures of himself posing with the audience…

HE: That idiot should have the phone confiscated from him…

HA: That is the man’s personal property…plus, he isn’t doing any harm…

HE: No harm? The flash on that phone is the reason Jackson Black is not the International Champion….Bam Sparkleston is responsible for that travesty and tonight he is going to pay…

Sparkleston rolls into the ring and begins to stretch as “Watch me shine” booms out to a crescendo of boos. Bam looks excited as Jackson Black comes marching onto the stage, an angry look on his face…

HE: Jackson Black is going to tear Sparkleston limb from limb…

HA: Bam is just a big wrestling fan, he wanted to capture the image of Jackson Black winning the belt and he accidentally blinded him….he didn’t mean it and he has tried to apologise…

HE: Jackson isn’t interested in “sorry”….Bam cost him and now he needs to be made an example of…

Jackson Black takes off his shirt and throws it at a fan in the front row before jumping up on the apron. His dark eyes are locked on Sparkleston as he climbs through the ropes…

HE: I dare Sparkleston to ask for a “selfie” with Black and see what happens…

HA: I don’t think Jackson Black is in a very social mood tonight…

The bell rings and Bam stretches out his arm looking for a handshake to the disgust of Jackson Black, Bam smiles innocently looking at his hero as the crowd begin to chant “SHAKE HIS HAND!”

HE: What a joke! This business is about fighting not being friends! You don't know where that hands been!

HA: Don't be so crude! This young man has a passion for this business, yes he's a bit eccentric but his love for 6CW is clear to see!

HE: Too clear for my liking!

Black looks around at the crowd before smiling and shaking the hand of Bam to their enjoyment, it's quickly cut off though as he lands a quick kick to the cut before twisting Bam's arm around and landing hard kicks to the shoulder weakening it.

HA: Jackson Black has no respect!

HE: He's just as passionate, he just doesn't have to go around collecting 'samples' to show it! That was a smart move!

HA: Smart or underhand!? We'll let the fans decide!

Black locks in a headlock and begins landing knee strikes to the gut of Bam before switching the hold and hitting a snapmare, he quickly pulls Bam's arms back digging his knee in to the back of Bam and wrenching back

HE: What a show of skill here!

Black releases one of Bam's arm landing a hard punch to the back of his head before pushing his elbow in to his shoulder before landing repeated elbow strikes. The crowd boo as Black pushes Bam to the ground before landing kicks to the ribs and back of Bam.

HA: Black is certainly showing a viscous streak here

Bam gets to his feet but Black hits repeated kicks forcing him back towards the turnbuckle, Bam fights back landing strikes before charging forward looking for a clothesline only for Black to duck the attempt bouncing off the ropes and hitting a big lariat that almost decapitates Bam

...1…...2…......KICKOUT!

Black quickly drags Bam to his feet and hits a snap suplex before rolling over and making the cover once again

...1...2...KICKOUT!

Black begins to stalk Bam waiting for him to get up

HE: FINISHING TOUCH! This is over!

HA: Not so soon Henry!

As Black goes for the Brainbuster but Bam kicks his legs causing Black to lose balance and allowing Bam to drop down the back

HE: HA! Cut off!

As Bam's feet hit the ground from reversing the Brainbuster Jackson spins around landing a massive forearm strike to the jaw of Black

...1

…...2

…......KICKOUT!

Black frustratedly gets up and yells at Bam to get up, as Bam groggily stands up he desperatly goes for a right hand only for Black to duck the attempt and instead locks in a sleeperhold

HA: Nice reversal there from Bam!

HE: What a fluke!

As Black goes for the Sleeper Suplex Bam drops to a seated position hitting a jawbreaker that causes Black to drop to the ground. Both men get to their feet and meet in the middle of the ring

HA: It looks like Bam has some fight left in him!

Black looks for a clothesline but Bam ducks it turning around and hitting a drop kick to the back that sends Black towards the ropes, as Black returns Bam is back to his feet and hits a discuss punch

...1
…...2
…......KICKOUT!

HE: Come on Jackson! Don't let this freak beat you!

Bam drags Black up hitting a scoop slam followed by a leg drop, as Black gets to his knees Bam hits a DDT to his opponent

...1
…...2
…......KICKOUT!

HA: Are you starting to believe in Bam now!?

HE: He's getting lucky! That's all this is!

HA: Well it looks like Black's luck could be running out! He calls this BFF!

Bam once again pulls Black up and locks in a bearhug that causing Black to wince in pain as Bam squeezes tighter and tighter, Black's arms begin to fade but he quickly cuts off the attack hitting a finger poke to the eye of Bam forcing him to break the hold to the annoyance of the audience

HA: What a dirty move!

Bam charges back in but Black hits a drop toe hold before rolling to his feet and stalking Bam, as Bam pushes himself up to a seated position Black lands massive kicks to the back of Bam's head leaving him out cold

...1

…...2

…......3

HA: NO! What the hell is he doing!?

HE: He's decided that this one isn't over yet

The crowd boo as Black breaks up his own pin and laughs at Bam who is still out cold before dragging him towards the turnbuckle. Black climbs the turnbuckle and poses mocking the fans before climbing to the top

HE: PERFECT MOONSAULT!

HA: Not so perfect! He might regret not making the pin earlier

The crowd break out in to a massive cheer as Bam is able to get the knees up sending then crashing in to Black's ribs. Black rolls across the ring in agony as the fans get behind Bam cheering his name. Black crawls to the turnbuckle and drags himself up but as he rises to his feet Bam is up in the opposite corner

HA: INCOMING!

Bam charges forward leaping towards Black and hitting a stinger splash that causes Black to stumble towards the middle of the ring, Bam quickly follows up charging off the ropes hitting the bulldog before making the cover

...1

…...2

…......NO!

HA: Not enough but Bam is building a head of steam here!

HE: CUT OFF! YES!

As Black gets up Bam looks for a HHH style high knee but Black blocks the knee pushing it down and hitting a northern lights suplex in to a pinfall attempt

...1......2.........KICKOUT!

Both men are back up and Bam is met by a belly to belly, his adrenaline keeps him going though and he is back up this time having a clothesline reversed for a german suplex.

HE: Black is looking for another!

The crowd boo as Black keeps his arms locked around the waist of Bam dragging him up and hitting another german suplex before dragging him up once again but this time he drags Bam back towards the turnbuckle and hits a German Suplex in to the turnbuckle that leaves Bam in a seated position

HE: and there's the third! It's time to end this Jackson!

Black pulls Bam up to his feet in the corner and to the disgust of the crowd spits in Bam's face, the camera shows a close up of Bam where a weird smile covers his face to the disgust of Black who begins to land multiple punches to Bam's face before pulling him up on to the turnbuckle!

HE: Finishing touch from the top!

HA: WOW! It seems lightning can strike twice!

As Black looks for the top rope Brainbuster Bam once again drops down the back quickly grabbing Black's tights and hitting a mixture of a sunsetflip powerbomb and a roll up

…1

…...2

…......3!

HE: What a cheap win! This is a disgrace!

HA: Let this young man have his victory brother! He showed just how tough he can be here tonight and nobody can take that away from him!

Bam quickly slides from the ring and begins to celebrate with the fans taking selfies and high fiving as a furious Jackson Black looks on from in the ring.

HE: Jackson Black is going to be so annoyed after this….Bam Sparkleston better run because I do not like his chances when Black catches up with him…

HA: Jackson Black cannot have imagined that he would run into someone like Bam Sparkleston when he returned to 6CW..

Match result: Bam Sparkleston via pinfall
Match time: 5 minutes

(Mr. Hernandez is walking backstage with Marty Helms and Jonathan Daniels)

MH: Why does Jones want to speak to us?

MHZ: With the revelation earlier he needs to make sure his ‘soldiers’ are willing to do everything to defeat this new threat

(Daniels shrugs)

JD: And why wouldn’t we huh, just because Jones failed to tell us what was going on and has put absolutely no faith in us in the past why wouldn’t we be 100% committed?

(Helms throws a glare at his tag partner as they reach a locker room door)

JD: I thought we were going to the office?

(Hernandez smiles)

MHZ: Mr. Jones wanted to go somewhere a little more low key, he doesn’t want any prying eyes

(Hernandez pushes open the door and allows Helms and Daniels in to the room first.)

MH: Are you not joining us?

(Hernandez grins)

MHZ: No, this message is just for you two

(Hernandez flicks on the light and stood opposite are two men both wearing ghost balaclavas)

MH: What’s this?

MHZ: Meet the newest members of The Authority boys, your replacements. Bad Intentions

(The two men fly forward and unleash rights and lefts knocking Helms and Daniels backwards against the wall, they follow up with boots to the gut and head as Helms and Daniels slump to the floor bad Intentions continue with the vicious assault until Hernandez intervenes)

MHZ: OK, OK. Message delivered.

(Bad Intentions nod and walk out of the room, the camera focuses on Helms and Daniels lying beaten and bloody on the floor)

MHZ: No hard feelings boys. Its just business!

(Hernandez smiles as he slams the door shut as he turns he walks towards a beautiful blonde, the two shake hands as Hernandez smiles)

MHZ: Welcome to 6CW

*Backstage Mike Masters is shown walking into a locker room, his fellow tag champion Scott Harris is already there, Harris looks up briefly as Masters throws his bag to the floor

MM: What are we gonna do Scotty

*Harris looks up

SH: What do you mean "we"? I’m not the one with the problem Mike. I have been honest with you

*Masters laughs

MM: Honest, apart from hiding the fact that you’re the son of the guy who wants to rip these belts from our hands, yeah, loving the openness Scott, good job

SH: I told you I had stuff in my life that was private but I promised that it had no bearing on us, who I am, or who my parents are doesn’t makes a difference to what I do here. I have no ulterior motive for being in 6CW other than wanting to be the best

There’s no other story to tell, you know the lot, and you can trust me

*Masters shakes his head

MM: But that’s just the thing, I’ve heard all the words and I’ve watched everything that has been going on and one word keeps ringing around my head and that is ‘trust’ and the fact is no matter what you say, I just don’t trust you. I don’t know what it is but I’ve got this little niggle that when all is said and done, you’ll be the man that plunges the knife between my shoulder blades

SH: That’s ridiculous Mike, after everything we have been through to get these belts, you wanna throw it away over a hunch?

I guarantee I am a 100% straight shooter; you have nothing to worry about. I’ve got your back

MM: I’m sorry but there’s too much under the bridge. You and me, we will carry on with this arrangement but let me make this clear. The only thing keeping this team together is the Tag Championships, you clear

*Harris shakes his head

SH: Crystal

*Mr Hernandez is waiting in the changing rooms. He is on his phone, discussing some sort of business.

MH: Yes, uh-huh, I can see that. Don't worry, it'll be sorted. If he doesn't show then we're done with him. Contracts don't get breached if we don't want them to be, monster or not.

*Daniel Reilly steps into the changing room.

MH: Gotta run.

*Hernandez ends the call and then warmly greets Reilly, shaking his hand with a beaming smile to match.

MH: Champ! Did I ever tell you? Congratulations on another fine day's work at Night of Glory.

*Reilly smiles too, but a far more sinister image.

DR: Just taking care of an old problem. Even the dirt that are our fans will have appreciated that one.

*Another voice joins the discussion as Altair walks in

AA: Blade, gone and quickly forgotten. If only he had never been.

*Hernandez again springs forward to greet another Authority champion.

MH: Mr Altair! A pleasure to greet our newest champion!

AA: Hernandez, a pleasure as ever. You called us here for..?

MH: As ever, as ever, just the usual. Obviously the night got off slightly differently to how we planned but none the less I wanted to make sure you two were still focused on the goal in hand?

You're both champions now, in your own right, but we need you to have your heads on for this tag match. We truly value your great contributions to our cause in the titles you hold, but this is a division we would like a grasp on too. If you can squash any early momentum from these two, Hurst and Reborn I mean, and then we can work on how we take this area into our own.

DR: I don't need telling, Hernandez, and I doubt Altair does either. We don't go out to let these kinds of clowns beat us. Unlike some we won’t take our eyes off the ball

*Hernandez gives a nervous smile.

MH: Good to hear, good to hear. Nothing like a pep talk though, let me get a feel for where you guys are at and you get to see our collective vision. Go out there and show them why you hold titles and they never will.

*Hernandez hurriedly shakes both their hands and slinks away as the pair watch him go and the scene fades.

Match 4
Daniel Reilly/Alexander Altair vs Robin Reborn/Jack Hurst

The action returns to ringside as “King of Kings” roars out to a crescendo of boos from the audience. Red pyros flash into the air as Daniel Reilly and Alexander Altair enter the fray…

HA: Tag team action up next here on Anarchy and The Authority will be looking to make a statement…

HE: They have the UK Champion and the International Champion on hand, you can guarantee they will make a statement…

HA: They need one…tonight has not started off at all well for Mr Jones and co…..they will want to prove that Daniel Magnusson’s return has not thrown them off their stride…

Altair and Reilly climb in on opposite sides of the ring and hold their respective belts up to the crowd, smirking at the abuse that is thrown back their way. They nod at each other, ready for the upcoming fight, and then turn their attention to the stage as “Stronger” booms out to a standing ovation…

HA: But here are two men who the 6CW Universe would love to see as tag team champions…

HE: Losers, the pair of them….can’t cut it at singles’ competition so they are now going to fail in the tag division…

Robin Reborn bounces out on the stage and smiles before turning back to the entrance as “Prince Charming” mixes in and Jack Hurst strides out to join his tag partner. Reborn looks for a high five but Hurst insists on a handshake…

HA: Reborn and Hurst were both unsuccessful in singles’ exploits at Night of Glory but they are a very talented duo…a win tonight could propel them into championship contention…

HE: A win tonight? Are you feeling ok, brother….they are up against The Authority and they are getting obliterated…

Reborn and Hurst take time to pose and interact with the fans before climbing up onto the apron and stepping into the ring. Hurst and Reborn discuss tactics whilst Alexander Altair takes up control for his team…

HA: Jack Hurst going to start us out against the brand new International Champion, Alexander Altair…

Altair and Hurst circle each other before locking up in the centre of the ring. Altair quickly twists Hurst’s arm behind his back but Hurst reaches behind and counters out with a hip-throw. They get back up and Hurst dropkicks Altair into the corner before following up with a clothesline…Altair staggers out and Hurst tries to lift him on his shoulders…

HA: WASHBOARD…

Altair drops behind and knees Hurst in the stomach before elbowing him in the back of the neck. Hurst drops to one knee as Altair bounces off the ropes and returns with a kick to the head…………….1…………………..2………………shoulder up!

Altair drags Hurst to the corner and tags in Daniel Reilly…

HE: The Authority will isolate Hurst, grind him down….it is important that the roster know these guys are still the dominant force….

Reilly climbs in and delivers punches to the stomach of Hurst before The Authority nail a double suplex…………….1………………2…………….kickout. Reilly bounces off the ropes and returns with a jumping knee to Hurst’s head before welcoming him up and gutwrenching him into a suplex…
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HE; Reilly is a former world champion, the current UK Champion….Hurst cannot compete against that…

Hurst gets back up and Reilly delivers a hard slap to the face before lifting him up into a back suplex………………1………………..2………….kickout. Reilly stands and then begins to stomp down on Hurst….

HA: Robin Reborn is being forced to watch on right now whilst Hurst absorbs a lot of damage….

HE: He can either stay on the apron and keep his mouth shut or climb in the ring and suffer the same fate…

Hurst crawls to the corner but Reilly follows him and continues his brutal assault. He chokes Hurst with his boot and then tags Altair back into the mix…

HA: The International Champion happy to get his hands dirty….

Altair takes over with the stomping and then he grabs Hurst’s legs and pulls him away from the ropes, looking to synch in a figure four leglock…

HA: Rollup…

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HE: Hurst doesn’t have what it takes…

Altair lands solid punches into Hurst’s face before getting up and running the ropes. He returns with a punt kick to the ribs, rolling Hurst into the corner, and then chases across with a diving dropkick slide to the body, squashing Hurst against the ringpost.

HA: This is turning nasty for Jack Hurst…

Altair gets back up with a smile and then tags Daniel Reilly back into the mix. Reilly climbs in and he pulls Hurst away from the ropes before flipping him into the air…

HE: Powerbomb coming up…

Reilly spins Hurst around to slam him down when Hurst jumps out back and quickly bounces off the ropes before returning with a flying lariat to the back of Reilly’s neck. They stagger back up and Hurst suplexes Reilly into the air before slamming him down on the mat…

HA: Hurst trying to turn the tables here…

Hurst quickly makes his way over to the ropes and lifts himself onto the second. He prepares to jump when Altair grabs his arm, preventing him from moving…

HA: Control him, ref…

The distraction allows Reilly to get back up and run into the corner and with a flying shoulder thrust to Hurst’s gut. Hurst sits down on the top rope as Reilly climbs onto the turnbuckle and delivers a snap superplex……………………….1………………………2………………….shoulder up!

HE: I hope everyone is watching this…you really think Magnusson got under their skin? Look at what they are doing to Jack Hurst…

Reilly repeatedly stomps down on Hurst’s head before tagging Altair back in. Altair climbs in and quickly drags Hurst up before throwing him to the corner. He stomps on the gut of Hurst and then lifts him onto the top rope…

HA: Altair ready to go all in here…

Altair looks ready to nail an “iconoclasm” but Hurst holds firm and drives elbows down into the top of Altair’s head. Altair staggers away as Hurst dives from on high and nails an awesome tornado DDT…

HA: I didn’t even know Hurst had that in his repertoire…

Reborn begins to stomp his foot and clap his hands as he urges Hurst to get across and make a tag. Hurst is obviously struggling but manages to claw his way towards his corner…

HE: Get up, Alexander…

HA: Altair isn’t stopping him…

Reilly quickly bursts into the ring and grabs Hurst by the ankle, dragging him away. He tries to synch in an anklelock but Hurst is able to get up on one foot and scores with an enzeguiri…

HA: Not even rule-breaking can stop the tag…

The crowd roars as Hurst dives across and tags the outstretched hand of Robin Reborn. Reborn springboards into the ring and lands a missile dropkick to Alexander Altair before sprinting across and landing with a running headscissors that sends Reilly out of the ring…

HE: Someone get a handle on this guy…

HA; Robin Reborn just exploded on the scene…

Altair gets back up and Reborn dropkicks him into the corner before sprinting in and landing with a huge monkey flip that sends Altair flying back to the centre of the ring. Reborn listens to the cheers of the crowd before running the ropes and returning with rolling thunder…………..1………………….2……………Altair just gets his shoulder up!

HA: Robin Reborn putting on a show….this is what he does best…

HE: I am just waiting for him to crash and burn, he does that even better….

Altair staggers back up and Reborn meets him with a spinning heel kick before moving over to the ropes. He leaps up onto the top rope…

HA: Reborn ready to fly….CMON!

The crowd boo as Reilly gets back up on the apron and swipes Reborn’s legs, crotching him on the top rope. Altair stumbles back up and scores with an “iconoclasm”………………….1………………..2………….Reborn gets his shoulder up!

HE: Has everyone calmed down now? It was a minor blip but The Authority are back in control…

Altair tags Reilly back into the match. Reilly punches Reborn back into the ropes and then whips him across the ring, flooring him with a spinning powerslam as he returns. Reborn gets back up and eats a clothesline before Reilly flips him onto his shoulders and nails a fallout neckbreaker………………1………………….2………………..shoulder up.

HA: Reilly has victory on his mind here…

HE: Reborn’s number is up….RKO!

Reilly dives in for the RKO but Reborn turns and counters with a backslide……………….1…………………..2……………….shoulder up. They get back up and Reborn attempts a hurricanrana but Reilly catches him on his shoulders and slams him down with a powerbomb…

HA: That was impact, Reborn’s neck really snapped back…

HE: And Reilly is primed to finish…

Reilly looks down at Reborn and then heads to the corner and begins to climb to the top. He smiles as he looks down at Reborn and jumps off…

HE: FROGSPLASH!

Reborn moves out of the way and sends Reilly crashing down into the mat. Both men are feeling the effects of the match as they try and crawl towards their respective corners…

HA: Both of these men really need a tag…

HE: Reilly’s there….CMON ALEX!



Altair jumps into the ring and quickly storms across the ring but is wiped out as Hurst dives over the top rope with a huge clothesline. They get back up and Hurst lifts Altair onto his shoulders….

HA: WASHBOARD…

Altair drops behind and pushes Hurst across the ring. Altair lines Hurst up when “Unbreakable” booms out of the speakers and draws huge cheers from the audience…

HE: What the hell is he doing out here…

HA: Nate Nack has some unfinished business with The Authority….I wouldn’t be surprised if he has been asked to come out here by our new co-owners…

Daniel Reilly is staring from the apron with outrage as Nate Nack comes walking out on the stage. Nack points down at the ring and mimes breaking something as Altair stares up at the former world champion. Altair and Reilly shake Nack’s appearance off and then Altair runs forwards…

HE FLYING KNEE….AHHHHH!

Hurst ducks out of the way and Altair slams into Reilly, sending him flying off the apron. Altair turns back around and Hurst lifts him up on his shoulders…

HA: WASHBOARD STOMACH!

Hurst lands the punt kick to the body of Altair, leaving him sprawled on the deck, and then quickly makes the tag to Robin Reborn. Reborn dives onto the top rope and then launches off with a picture perfect shooting star press…..

HE: Nooo….

HA: The Authority really not on the same page tonight…

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HE: Mr Jones needs to get his troops together…and get Nate Nack the hell out of here, he is to blame

HA: He really does….the actions of earlier tonight have undoubtedly got inside their heads, they are flagging badly…you can try and blame this on Nack all you like but Reilly and Altair screwed up…

HE: Two weeks they were on top of the world…

HA: But the re-emergence of Daniel Magnusson has threatened their dominance and they don’t like it one bit…

“Stronger” echoes out and the crowd are cheering as Reborn and Hurst celebrate their victory.Nate Nack is smiling from the stage and he pretends to dust off his hands before turning on his heel and walking backstage. Reilly pulls Altair from the ring, an angry expression on his face, and helps his partner towards the backstage area…

HA: Reilly took that knee from his own partner and he doesn’t look too happy about it…

HE: Mr Jones is going to be less happy….I wouldn’t want to be in his office right now….

HA: The pressure is now on the world champions to turn around The Authority’s fortunes….

Reborn and Hurst continue to revel in their win as Reilly pulls Altair through the curtain and out of sight.

Match result: Jack Hurst/Robin Reborn via pinfall
Match time: 6 minutes, 12 seconds

*The scene comes in with a shaky shot, the camera not being held quite steadily enough. The image shows us one of the wall backstage, but from a lower angle pointing up, almost as if the camera is on the floor.

?: Hold it still you pathetic little man.

Camerman: Sorry, Vincent.

*Costello’s face looms down at the camera with a look of rage.

VC: Don’t speak to me you insolent worm. Just hold the camera steady and shut up.

*Costello stands against the wall and adjusts his tie and collar. He looks down, sneering as he speaks.

VC: What? You thought I might just disappear? But where would I go? I’m not quite finished yet.

*He paces back and forth as he rants

VC: Wood does not think I’m done, does he? 6CW, you think it all just runs away? You and him deserve each other, you fawning idiots. Vincent Costello is done when he says he’s done; nothing has ever changed in that regard. It was Wood first before I took back the title I deserve. And I’m not finished with him. Night of Glory was not the end. It was your zenith and my awakening.

*He stops and turns, facing down at the camera again.

VC: Lesson 1 – Costello’s Law is forever. You celebrate your moment, but it is nothing to me. You worked so hard, tried so much, put everything on the line. And now you have nothing left. Vincent Costello tells you when it’s done. That will be your second lesson.

*Costello straightens up and walks away as the image suddenly drops down as the cameraman slumps to the floor.

*Christy James is backstage, mic in hand, with DeMarcus Brown.

CJ: DeMarcus Brown...a disappointing night for you at Night of Glory. How know do you respond?

DB: Making moves. I got moves to make and business to get to. I ain't come back here for nothing.

CJ: You started with the International Championship but failed--

DB: That belt was just a chance to make paper. It's now that it really begins.

CJ: What do you mean?

*DeMarcus strokes his chin and cheek with the palm of his hand, smiling a bit to himself

DB: Oh, y'all gon see that, for sure.

CJ: Ahead of tonight you've now had a chance to face off with all three men you'll come up against again...what are your thoughts on your opponents?

DB: No ladders, no gimmicks. That means we got three men just waiting on death row. Your boy DeMarcus the executioner. Out.

*DeMarcus leaves on that cue and Christy thanks the audience as the scene fades.

Match 5
Mike Masters vs Vincent Costello

HA: Up next we have two superstars who came out of Night of Glory with very different fortunes…

HE: Night of Glory is one event, you can’t read into form or anything off the back of that…as long as you can put disappointment behind you then you should have no problems….Vincent Costello is going to prove that right now…

The crowd boo as “Killing in the name of” crashes out of the speakers and is accompanied by purple fireworks. Vincent Costello then walks out on the stage, a dark look of anger on his face, and he slicks back his hair as he swaggers down the ramp…

HA: Vincent Costello finally got his comeuppance two weeks ago when he was defeated by Liam Wood…

HE: It took Wood four tries to win one match against Vincent, I would hardly get excited….Costello had an off night but he will be back to his best right here…

HA: I don’t know…Costello put a lot into that match, mentally and physically, and I am sure he will be very sore about the outcome…

Costello snarls at some fans in the crowd who are wearing “Liam Wood” t-shirts and then clambers up into the ring. He paces back and forth, chomping at the bit to get underway, as “Champion” echoes out to a huge round of applause…

HA: Mike Masters and Scott Harris were successful in defending their tag team titles at Night of Glory…

HE: And yet they still can’t stand the sight of each other…

HA: A lot of underlying problems between the champions, most of which stems from the revelation that Scott Harris is the illegitimate son of Mr Jones, but they continue to defy the odds each time they step in the ring…

HE: That ends tonight….Masters needs that smug look wiping off his face…

Mike Masters swaggers down the ramp with a smile on his face and looks up at Vincent Costello. He takes his time to climb up onto the apron and then he poses for the fans…

HA: Mike Masters is also a highly accomplished singles competitor so he will be revelling the chance to throw-down with a former world champion tonight….

Masters removes his vest and throws it to the crowd before hopping over the top rope. He grins at Costello as the referee speaks to both men and then calls for the bell to start the match off….

HE: Costello has so much pent up anger and he is going to unleash it on Masters…he will regret turning up…

HA: This should be an excellent contest…

Masters and Costello lockup in the centre and Costello quickly places his opponent in a headlock. He squeezes until Masters backs up against the ropes and shoots VC across the ring….Costello comes back and knocks Masters down with a shoulder block before rushing off the adjacent ropes….

HE: Knock his head off, Vincent…

Costello looks for a big boot on the comeback but Masters gets back up and leapfrogs over him before running off the ropes himself and returning with a flying dropkick that takes Costello down….They get back up and Masters lashes hard chops into Costello’s chest…

Crowd: Woooooo!

HA: Those will leave a mark…

Costello’s chest reddens and he staggers into the corner as Masters darts in after him and delivers a stiff kick to the stomach. Masters lands with right hands and then looks for an Irish whip to the opposite side….

HE: Fat chance of that happening…

Costello reverses the whip and sends Masters across the ring before chasing after him. Masters gets both feet up in VC’s face, knocking him back, and then lifts himself onto the second rope and nailing a flying back elbow take-down…..1……………………..2…………..shoulder up!

HA: Masters is so quick and athletic….this style gave Enforcer nightmares a couple of months ago…

HE: What an exaggeration…Enforcer dealt with this idiot, just like Costello will tonight….

Masters pulls Costello back and connects with a snap suplex before leaping into the air and landing an elbow to the heart…………………1……………………….2………………kickout. Masters pulls Costello back up and tries to grab his arms….

HA: Masters thinking “Gringo Killer”….

Masters tries to turn Costello but VC manages to shove him away to the ropes and then lifts him up into a big flapjack as he returns. Costello leaps into the air and drives both of his knees down into Masters’ spine………………………..1…………………………2……………….kickout. Costello kneels over Masters and begins to pummel him with right hands…

HE: This is the anger and frustration I was talking about….Masters is in for a beating….

The referee pulls VC off on the count of four and warns him about his conduct, not that Costello really cares. Costello then drags Masters back up and drives knees into his gut before slinging him into the corner….he follows in and stomps on Masters’ gut before lifting him up onto the top rope…

HA: Costello taking this airborne…

Costello climbs onto the ropes himself and he begins to lash chops against Masters’ chest, repaying the debt from earlier. Masters’ chest is now reddened as Costello grabs his head and looks for a superplex….

HE: Take him out, Vinny…

Masters begins to mount a comeback and connects with a flurry of punches to the body of Costello, winding him. Masters then grabs VC’s head and slams it against the turnbuckle pad before sunset flipping over the top of him….

HA: WHAT A POWERBOMB!

The crowd roar as Masters plants Costello into the mat…………………….1…………………….2…………….Costello just gets his shoulder up!

HA: Mike Masters can pull the unthinkable out of nowhere…

They get back up and Masters scoop slams Costello back down onto the mat before making his way back to the corner. He gets back to the top rope and he smiles as the flashbulbs go off…

HA: Masters throwing all caution to the wind…

HE: HE’S A FOOL!

Masters looks for a 450 splash but finds nothing except canvass as Costello rolls out of the firing line. Masters is badly winded and tries to roll out onto the apron but Costello drags him back through the middle rope and nails a corkscrew hangman’s neckbreaker………………….1…………………….2………………..Masters just gets his shoulder up!

HE: Now you’ll see who the best in this match is….Costello is on top and he isn’t taking prisoners….

Costello stomps Masters back into the corner before running a lap of the ring and returning with a brutal boot right to the side of Masters’ face. MM is slumped, unmoving, as Costello drags him away from the ropes and covers………………1………………………….2…………..kickout. Masters is very groggy as he tries to get back up and Costello ushers him to his feet and then lifts him onto his shoulders…

HE: GO TO SLEEP!

Masters catches Costello’s leg on the way down and then swipes his standing leg. He catapults VC into the corner and then connects with a bridged German suplex as he returns………………..1………………………2………………kickout. Masters gets back up and he waits for Costello to get up before trying to turn him around…

HA: KILLSWITCH!

HE: Sleeper!

Costello turns out of the “killswitch” and locks in a sleeper on Masters. The crowd boo as Masters quickly begins to struggle, dropping down to one knee….

HA: Costello looking to end this on a submission….

HE: And he is going to do it….Masters is finished…

Masters looks in trouble but then he manages to turn to the side and land big elbows to the gut of Costello. VC doubles up, winded, and that allows Masters to break free and run the ropes….

HA: WHAT A SHOT!

As Masters comes back, looking for a crossbody, he is met by a thunderous big boot in midair……………………1…………………………2………………..Masters just gets his shoulder up. Costello slicks his hair back and vents his frustration to the referee…

HE: That was a slow count…

HA: No it wasn’t and you know it…

Costello drags Masters back up and lifts him into a stalled suplex, dropping him down after ten seconds in the air. Masters is unmoving as Costello moves over to the ropes and takes to the skies…

HA: Not often we see Vincent Costello does this…

HE: He has a statement to make….FLYING HEAD….

Masters is nowhere to be seen as Costello crashes down onto the canvass with some force. VC is very dazed and it allows Masters to run in behind him and connect with a “zigzag” neckbreaker…………………..one………………two……………….thr-shoulder up!

HA: So, so close to being all over…

Masters vents his frustration this time and then clambers back to his feet. He takes a deep breath and then he pulls Costello up to his feet….

HA: GRINGO…

Costello holds firm and then shoves Masters away but MM heads straight up the turnbuckle and returns with a “whisper in the wind”…
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HA: I thought Mike Masters had done it there….

Masters holds his head in his hands and sighs before getting back up. He stomps his foot on the mat as he waits for Costello to get up and then he runs to the ropes and jumps into a springboard…

HA: DISASTER KICK!

HE: GO TO SLEEP!

Costello catches Masters on his shoulders and detonates the big knee to the jaw….
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HE: Yes he did it…

HA: Foot on the ropes….the referee spotted it…

Costello thinks he has won until the referee pulls his arms down and points to Masters’ foot on the ropes. VC curses, looking angry, and then he waits for Masters to get back up before running off the ropes….

HE: CURB STOMP!

Costello looks for the jumping stomp the back of Masters’ head but Masters suddenly stands to his fullest height and catches VC on his shoulders. He then drops backwards and guillotines Costello across the top rope…

HA: What a move from Mike Masters….that turned the page rather quickly…

Masters takes his time to catch his breath and then crawls over to Costello………………1…………………….2…………………shoulder up. Masters rolls out onto the apron and slowly gets to his feet before springboarding back in for a flying forearm…

HE: I think that was one of Costello’s teeth…

Masters drives the forearm into Costello’s jaw and sends him flat on the canvass. He then staggers over to the corner and begins to make his way to the top rope….

HA: Costello in trouble now…Masters heading up high…

MM seems to be preparing for a 450 splash when Costello rolls under the bottom rope to the outside. Masters looks annoyed but then changes course and dives to the outside with a flying crossbody…

*Crowd cheer

HE: That’s not fair…

HA: Not law against it…

HE: Costello’s Law….

HA: How is that a legitimate answer?

Masters drags Costello back up and then throws him into the ring. He rolls in after his opponent and then grabs him by the head…

HA: That was a blatant poke to the eye…

Masters staggers away, blinded, and Costello grabs his right arm before whipping him across the ring…..

HE: OMERTA!

HA: KILLSWITCH!

Costello looks for the black hole slam as Masters returns but MM slides out the side and counters with the “killswitch”…
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HE: Why is this happening? Tonight is turning into such a disaster…

HA: Fantastic win for Mike Masters….great match…

“Champion” booms out and the fans cheer as Masters rolls out of the ring with a smirk on his face. He takes his tag title belt and kisses it as the referee raises his arm in victory…

HA: I think Vincent Costello might still have a little Liam Wood on the brain…he walked straight into that…

HE: It was a lucky shot….Masters has got away with murder tonight…

Costello is getting to his knees in the ring and he looks furious about what has just happened. He punches his fist down into the canvass and yells in frustration as Masters winks at him and swaggers up the ramp…

HA: It has not been a good couple of weeks for Vincent Costello…

HE: There is going to be hell to pay after this….Costello is main event calibre and he deserves to be treated as such…

HA: You don’t get results handed to you on a plate in this promotion….he lost to the better man tonight and if he has aspirations of being a champion again then he will need to perform better in the future…

The crowd taunt Costello as he continues to pace the ring with a look of cold fury. Masters takes one last look back and then disappears from view.

HA: The issues between the tag team champions are far from resolved but this win will have put Mike Masters in a fantastic mood…

Match result: Mike Masters via pinfall
Match time: 7 minutes

*The scene fades in with loud thuds echoing around the corridor. We see a fist slamming against a door and the camera pans out to reveal it to be that of Jimmy Phillips pounding away on the door of Mr Jones.

JP: I'm tired of this now, I want you to recognise The Talent.

*The door opens, but the man who comes out is not whom Phillips wants to see. Hernandez slides into the corridor with a grin on his face.

MH: Mr Phillips, we don't take too kindly to this racket when we have important work to do.

*Phillips looks livid.

JP: This place is like the Muppet Show. All these puppets making noise but we never get to see the man with his hand up their a***

*Hernandez is unmoved

MH: Very funny, James. All this talk is doing you many, many favours.

JP: You're just a b*tch in a suit, Heat, I could snap your neck and they'd find some other brown nose to fill your wardrobe.

MH: All the same, Mr Phillips, you still wouldn't achieve anything. But why ruin the habit of a lifetime? You should retire again before people find out you're just not that good at wrestling either.

*Phillips moves in an instant, grabbing Hernandez by his tie, lifting him and pinning him up against the wall.

JP: You listen now and you listen good you weasel. I've had enough of the games around here and it's time for action. I want my shot at Altair and I'll get it. I'm the first in line. You remember that.

*A now scared looking Hernandez nods his head silently.

JP: Good. Cos if I'm not next for Altair, then you're next for me.

*Phillips drops Hernandez and walks away.

*Timothy Allen is surrounded by 4 of the backstage crew near the staff exit and entrance in the arena...

TA: And none of you have seen a sign of him?

Crew Member: No, not at all. He moves in his own ways, never too easy to predict, but nothing wild. He sets himself up with a vantage point on the deck that gives him a good view of the comings and goings. He stays outside. We have never had a show where he wasn't here 8 hours before, on his own, outside.

TA: But we see him move about, he doesn't always stay there.

CM2: No, Tim, we get that. But all four of us have looked for him tonight. We all found it a bit...well, odd. Even when he's got an agenda to get to, he always sets up outside first.

CM3: Every time you've wanted to talk to him, how hard has it been? He doesn't hide. He may not talk to you, but he never hides.

TA: So what are you saying? He's not here?

CM1: I'd bet big money on that.

TA: But he went to war, and that was just one battle. Surely he doesn't run?

??: Ojore never runs.

*The five men all turn at the sound of a female voice. It's Christy James.

CJ: If Ojore isn't to be seen, then it's a sure sign that he won't be here.

TA: Maybe he's late?

CJ: Ha! Ojore? No, you know that wouldn't be the case. What, you think he's on a delayed train or missed his stop on the bus?

TA: Maybe he just doesn't want to be here yet.

CJ: True. But maybe he doesn't want to be here at all. He went to war like a soldier. And Ojore takes that seriously. But Plague doesn't understand the honour involved. Ojore was tired of the games before, sick of the talking. He came to fight and you saw what happened, he had it won. I don't think he'll be interested in any of the aftermath.

TA: What, so he's done?

CJ: I don't know, Tim, I'm not coming into this like Miss Marple. Ask your boys here, they'll say the same. Creatures of habit, however perverse they may seem, don't break habit for no reason. Maybe you've just got yourself one less monster to interview.

TA: Oh god, does this mean I've got to go and find Plague?

CJ: If you want to see your face on the screen this week then you may just have to.

*Christy walks away laughing as the colour seems to drain from Allen's face.

Match 6
Jimmy Phillips vs Jax Cutler vs Hobo vs DeMarcus Brown

We go back to ringside and “Don’t fear the reaper” is sounding out to a big ovation from the 6CW crowd. Hobo makes his way out onto the stage and raises an arm to the audience…

HA: Hobo was unsuccessful in his attempt to win the International Championship at Night of Glory…

HE: Like I said he would be….he just doesn’t cut it anymore…

HA: He was also superplexed through a ladder by DeMarcus Brown during that match so you have to believe any injuries he sustained have not quite healed up…

Hobo tags hands with the fans before slowly rolling himself under the bottom rope. He gets back to his feet as “Gangster Rap” booms out to a mixed ovation…

HA: In fact all four men in this match were unsuccessful in that ladder match at Night of Glory…

HE: But a win tonight will throw any of them back into contention…

DeMarcus Brown makes his way out onto the stage and he lowers the bandana from around his mouth as he looks down towards Hobo. Brown looks fiercely focused…

HE: Brown has to imagine that Hobo will want some payback here tonight…

HA: DeMarcus Brown is always looking over his shoulder, anticipating someone attacking him….I am sure he is more than ready for Hobo…

Brown circles the ring and then pulls himself up on the apron and steps through the ropes. He smirks at Hobo as he looks him up and down…

HA; Earlier this week it seemed as though DeMarcus Brown was having a confidence crisis, a win tonight could be what he needs to alter his fortunes…

“Cold Ash” echoes out to a standing ovation from the 6CW universe. Jimmy Phillips bounds out onto the stage and he walks from one side to the other, soaking up the reception, before marching his way down the ramp…

HE: I thought 2014 was supposed to be the “Year of The Talent”?

HA: It still could be, we are only halfway through….Jimmy Phillips has performed fantastically well this year but so far championship gold has alluded him….winning this match tonight could set him back on the right track…

Phillips leaps onto the apron, sending red pyros into the air, before climbing into the ring. He walks past Hobo and Brown before climbing onto the ropes. He removes his hoody and throws it into the crowd before “Bridge Burning” sounds out to a plethora of boos….

HE: This is the man who is destined for greatness…

HA: I can’t argue with that….Jax Cutler has been in fine form since joining 6CW….it was almost a surprise to see him leave Night of Glory empty handed…

HE: A minor blip….but with Michael Hathaway by his side, he will be a star attraction in no time….

Michael Hathaway stands on the stage with a smug grin before Jax Cutler walks out beside him. Both men make their way down the ramp and then they pause outside the ring to discuss some last minute tactics. Hathaway pats Cutler on the shoulder and then points him to the ring…

Hathaway: This is the night, Jax….this is your first step to greatness….this is all about you!

HA: Hathaway is one hell of a cheerleader…but it is Cutler who has to do the hard work…

HE: And he has already proved what he is capable of….tonight isn’t about grabbing a championship belt, it is about who is the better man inside those ropes….Jax Cutler excels in this kind of environment…

Cutler steps through the ropes and faces his three opponents as the referee gives his final instructions. There is a brief stare-down between the competitors and then the bell sounds to start the match…

HA: One fall to a finish….first man to score a decision will be victorious…

Cutler quickly drives a boot into Hobo’s stomach and pummels him with right hands until he collapses onto the floor. Phillips rushes in and tackles Jax against the ropes, exploding with punches of his own…

HE: Phillips needs to back away from Cutler before he gets hurt…

HA: Phillips isn’t worried…

Cutler tries to cover up and then he knees JP in the stomach and throws him through the ropes onto the apron. Jax turns around and goes head to head with DeMarcus Brown…

HA: Another man who does not intimidate easily…

Brown and Cutler glare at each other and then they begin to trade with thunderous punches. Cutler’s blows rock Brown back on his heels and he attempts an Irish whip but Brown ducks inside and drags Jax into the centre of the ring….

HA: What a spinebuster…

HE: Ahhh…

Brown plants Cutler and then runs off the ropes, returning with a jumping legdrop……………….1…………………2…………..shoulder up. They get up and Brown punches Cutler back against the ropes and looks for a whip of his own…

HA: Cutler able to get a reversal on that…

Brown is sent against the ropes and then he comes back and is lifted up into a bearhug from Cutler Hathaway applauds from the outside as Jax begins to squeeze the life out of his opponent…

HE: He is going to break Brown in half right now…

HA: Not a great position for DeMarcus to find himself…

Brown looks in a lot of pain but doesn’t have to withstand for long as Hobo gets up and clatters into Cutler from behind. Cutler staggers into the corner and Hobo rushes into him with a back splash before beckoning him out and planting him with a face-first Russian legsweep….

HA: Soft shoe shuffle…

Hobo makes the cover……………………..1………………………..2………….Jimmy Phillips breaks up the cover. Phillips pulls Hobo up and pushes him back against the ropes before spinning him into a powerslam as he returns…he then stalks DeMarcus Brown and waits for him to turn around…

HA: TOUCHDOWN!

Brown elbows his way out of Phillips’ grip and then tries to scoop him up for an F-5 but JP drops behind and shoves Brown off the ropes before nailing him with a Samoan drop as he returns…………………1………………………..2…………….kickout.

HE: Get your man up, Hathaway…

Phillips pulls Brown up and seems to be preparing for a powerbomb when Jax Cutler runs over and drops him with a clothesline. Cutler then grabs hold of Brown and drills him with an STO……………..1…………………….2……………..shoulder up!

Hathaway: Keep it together, Jax…..this is all yours…..championship gold is waiting for you…

Hobo gets back up and he clocks Cutler with a four punch combo and tries to follow up with an elbow to the head but Cutler catches his arm and then counters with a sickening headbutt. Hobo staggers back against the ropes and then falls forward as Cutler lifts him into a suplex position and hangs him up on the top rope….he lashes hard, clubbing, blows into the spine of Hobo and then delivers a fisherman’s suplex from the elevated position….

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HA: I think Hobo may have been finished there without that timely interruption…

Phillips drives elbows and punches down into Cutler’s back but is then shoved away to the ropes by Jax. Cutler then storms forward, looking for a spear, but Phillips sidesteps and sends Cutler through the ropes and to the outside of the ring…

HE: Get him up, Hathaway…

HA: Phillips with the agility of a matador there…

DeMarcus Brown tackles Phillips back into the turnbuckle and drills him with fierce shoulder thrusts to the gut. He lifts him up onto the top rope and follows…

HA: Brown thinking superplex…

HE: Phillips having none of that…

Phillips lands hooks to the body and then shoves Brown back down to the canvass. JP takes his time and then he jumps off with a double flying shoulder tackle which wipes out Brown and a returning Hobo….

HA: Jimmy Phillips killed two birds with one stone there…NORTHERN LIGHTS!

Phillips nails Brown with the suplex………………….1…………………….2……….Hobo breaks up the count. Hobo pulls Phillips up and tries to suplex him but Phillips floats over the back and locks in a “masterlock”….

HE: Hobo’s in trouble now….his body is already less than 100%...

Hobo is struggling against Phillips’ grip and he slowly begins to drop down to his knees. JP is really pressing down on the neck and shoulders of his opponent, looking to finish the contest…

HA: I think Hobo is going to tap here…

Hobo looks ready to give the match up when Jax Cutler grabs Jimmy Phillips from behind and nails a huge German suplex, sending Hobo flying across the ring as well….

HE: Did you see that power?

Hathaway: You are the man, Jax….they can’t touch you…bulletproof….BULLETPROOF!

Phillips tries to get back up but Cutler shoves him into the ropes and drills sickening hooks into his stomach. JP slumps down on his knees as Cutler runs to the opposite ropes and returns with a knee to the head sending Phillips through the ropes….

HA: Phillips just got ploughed into next week….JAXPLEX!

HE: Forget it…

Cutler drills Hobo into the mat with the tiger suplex…
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HE: Damn you, Brown…

HA: Keeping this match alive…

Brown beckons Cutler up and tries to lift him up for an F-5 but Jax drops behind and looks to synch in a guillotine choke…

HE: Take him out…

Brown rushes backwards and he traps Cutler in the corner before staggering back out. He rushes back in with a clothesline before dragging Cutler out and lifting him onto his shoulders….

HA: BROKEN HOME!

Cutler grabs onto the ropes for dear life so Brown modifies and swings Jax over the ropes to the outside of the ring. He taunts Cutler before turning around into the path of Hobo…

HE: I told you he would be waiting for revenge…..HOBO CUDDLE!

Hobo tries to swing Brown around but Brown blocks with a set of brutal knees to the stomach of Hobo. Hobo staggers away, clearly in a lot of discomfort, and Brown waits for him to return…

HA: BROKEN HOME….GOT HIM!

Hobo is drilled into the mat by the F-5 and Brown drops into the cover….
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HA: It is over…

HE: No it isn’t….

The referee’s hand comes down for the three but Phillips reaches in from the outside and places Hobo’s foot on the ropes. Phillips pulls himself back up on the apron and he waits for Brown to get up before propelling himself over the top into a slingshot clothesline…

HA: Almost took Brown’s head off there…

Brown gets back up and Phillips throws him with an overhead belly to belly before beckoning him back up and snapping him down with a spinebuster…………………..1…………………..2………….Brown gets his shoulder up. Phillips gets to his feet and he beckons Brown to stand….

HA: Phillips is lining him up….TOUCHDOWN!

Brown elbows his way free and then scoops Phillips up on his shoulders for an F-5 but Phillips drops behind and runs off the ropes…

HE: GAME-CHANGER!

Brown swivels around and gets his boot up, knocking Phillips to the ground with big impact. Brown stumbles over to the ropes and he motions for JP to stand up before sprinting at him…

HA: DRIVE BY!

A spear looks imminent but Phillips is able to roll out of the way and sends Brown crashing into the turnbuckle. Brown stumbles back around…

HA: TOUCHDOWN!

HE: SPEAR….HE COULDN’T AVOID THAT ONE!

Phillips plants Brown with the “rock-bottom” but then turns around and is immediately snapped down by a brutal spear from Jax Cutler. Both Brown and Phillips are slumped in the corner as Cutler turns away from them and focuses in on Hobo, who is struggling to stand up…

Hathaway: Don’t hesitate, Jax….this is your chance….they want to hold you back but you cannot let them….SEIZE THE MOMENT!

Hobo is holding his ribs, displaying a lot of discomfort, and he walks into Cutler before being lifted into a bone-crunching bearhug. Hobo yells in pain as Cutler really squeezes on the ribcage of his opponent, ripping all of the air from him…he twists Hobo around like a ragdoll, displaying immense power and fierce tenacity…

HA: Hobo is having so much difficulty here…

HE: Jax Cutler will break him in half if he has to…

HA: He’s tapping out….he had very little choice…

HE: I am glad to see he isn’t too stupid…

The referee calls for the bell as Hobo slaps his hand against Cutler’s shoulder, giving in to the submission. The crowd boo as Hathaway punches the air and “Bridge Burning” booms out of the speakers…

HE: Management should be watching this and making a big decision….Jax Cutler deserves a title shot after that performance…

HA: A statement of intent indeed….Jax Cutler was on form tonight and that is a very impressive win for him…

Cutler looks down at his competition with a fierce glare before turning away and exiting the ring. Michael Hathaway applauds him before leading his client into the aisleway…

Hathaway: They won’t be able to hold you back anymore after that….future champion, all day and night….you owned it, Jax….you are heading for the big time!

HE: Jax Cutler showed what a dominant competitor he is inside the ring….when it comes down to a fight, he wins ten times out of ten…

Cutler and Hathaway disappear up the rampway as Jimmy Phillips and DeMarcus Brown sit in opposite corners and curse their luck.

HA: DeMarcus Brown and Jimmy Phillips both came within a whisker of winning this match…..in the end, though, they came up short but they should not be too disheartened….the future still looks bright for those two superstars.

HE: And Hobo?

HA: I think he should get those ribs looked at, he was not at the races here tonight…

Match result: Jax Cutler via submission
Match time: 8 minutes, 03 seconds

(Backstage Joshua is sat cross legged with his back to the camera, as the view moves it is clear Joshua is sat with McCoy in his lap, and he is cradling the puppets head in his arms, gently stroking his hair)

J: Shush………..Now do not worry…….I will not forget………….I promise……I have learnt from the past……………the mistakes……………..they will not be repeated

(Joshua is rocking back and forth slowly)

J: The weakness …………will not return………….I am not that boy anymore…….

(Joshua smiles fleetingly)

J: But………… they underestimate me……………they……….. do not know me……………..they…………do not know……….. what I am capable of

It is time…………..to take of the shackles………….to put down the chains…………to show the world……………what I can truly do………….They can not consider………….the suffering………….they do not………………..see what……….is coming

(Joshua starts to laugh)

J: Men talk of power……………….Of Authority…………but true power…………..is not given…………….it is taken…………….

Let them fight……………..was only……………the orchestra’s opening bars…………..tonight………….the symphony begins…………..tonight……….I make a vow

(Joshua’s twisted smile appears before he covers his face with his hair and lifts McCoy to his cheek before whispering)

J: Revenge will be ours

*Timothy Allen is backstage...

TA: My guest at this time... Le phenomene Francias, Jerome Dubois!

*Dubois swaggers into shot, a cigarette held between two fingers of his right hand that is raised around shoulder height.

TA: Are you sure that's good for you?

*Dubois looks down his nose at Allen

JD: You imbecile! Jerome Dubois does not smoke! Zis is merely ze ite of fashion

TA: Righto! So far so good on your return...

JD: Yes, it is true. Redemption was mine, zo' I had told you zis before. You people must listen in zese interviews, I am not wasting my time with you to be misremembered.

TA: But with that in hand, where does Jerome Dubois go from here?

JD: Where else, Mr Allen, do you think Jerome Dubois, The Pride of France, would 'ed? Ze top! Ze first part of ze story is overrrr. Now, 'ere comes ze glory. Redemption, ze 'all of Fame, glory.

TA: Well, there you have it. Jerome Dubois, fresh out of victory at Night of Glory, is not just here for the memories. Next step: glory.

*Dubois looks a smiling Allen up and down before flicking his cigarette at him and walking off.

Match 7
Ojore vs Joshua

We go back to ringside and the lights dim down as the slow pulsing beat of a heart begins to drone out through the speakers. Each time the sound pulses the lights in the arena flash white and then off again…

HA: We have already seen one of the survivors from the Chamber of Horrors match tonight….time for two more…

HE: If these two are anything like Takeo then this won’t last long….I don’t know how these “men” are able to stand up, let alone wrestle a match…

HA: These men are more than just that….they have unnatural pain thresholds and despite what they went through just two weeks ago, they want to pick up where the left off at Night of Glory…

Joshua slowly begins to make his way down to the ring, the re-mastered version of McCoy is draped over his arm. The black curtain of hair covers his face, hiding a lot of the cuts and bruises, but his obvious limp betrays the idea that he is not still feeling the effects of Night of Glory…

HE: I can’t believe he fixed the dummy…I thought we wouldn’t have to ever look at that strange face again…

HA: Despite The Brotherhood smashing the puppet across Joshua’s face, he has managed to fix it up and it looks as good as new…he has a very bizarre fixation with the doll…

HE: He is controlled by it…

HA: Don’t be silly…it isn’t real…

HE: I am telling you, there is more to that puppet than meets the eye….

Joshua walks around the ring and then he places McCoy on the announce table, directing the puppet’s gaze to the ring. Henry Lloyd looks uncomfortable as Joshua strokes McCoy’s head and then walks towards the ring…

HE: He would have to just dump that thing in front of us…

HA: I guess Joshua feels the ring apron or the steel steps is no longer a safe place for McCoy…

HE: With Joshua and Ojore involved in this next match I don’t think the table is safe either…maybe he should leave him in the back from now on….or a locked vault somewhere under the sea…

Joshua pulls himself up onto the apron and then climbs into the ring. He makes his way to the centre of the ring and then stops, waiting for his opponent to come out and face him.

HA: If Joshua can barely walk then I wonder what state Ojore is in….

“Bonfire” begins to boom out of the speakers and there is a big ovation from the crowd for the arrival of the former Xtreme Champion. Flames burst up from the stage…

HA: Ojore ruled the Xtreme division for over nine months….it took the whole of The Brotherhood to take that belt away from him….

HE: And I am sure he believes that a win over Joshua tonight would put him right back in line for a shot at Plague…

HA: Without a doubt…

Joshua continues to wait but there is no sign of Ojore. The crowd are booing and voicing their frustration…

HE: Where is he?

HA: It is unlike Ojore to not show up for a fight….

HE: Very unlike him…he loves a tearup…

Joshua continues to stare at the entranceway but there is no sign of Ojore. The lights in the arena then begin to flicker and the sound of laughter begins to creep through the airwaves…

HA: I might of known that our Xtreme Champion had a trick or two up his sleeve…

???: Heehehehehehehe…..ask and you shall receive people….open your arms wide and embrace the reality which now surrounds you….join us….join us….and we shall set you free….

HE: I am genuinely afraid for my life…

HA: I think we are about to get our first glance at the newly formed Brotherhood….

The lights go off completely and then they come back on and Edward Plague is standing on the apron. He smiles and laughs at Joshua before holding his arms out wide, as though beckoning Joshua to come forward for an embrace…

HA: Joshua isn’t going to fall for that…he has turned down every opportunity to join forces with Plague…

HE: Maybe he might want to reconsider….I would in this situation…

Plague flicks his hair from his face and smiles at Joshua as Cody and Dylan Wright storm the ring from behind. They are both dressed in “Plague” masks and have steel chairs in hand. They wallop the chairs into the spine of Joshua and drop him to his knees…

HA: It was a damn ambush….Plague is trying to eliminate the competition…

HE: if Joshua doesn’t want to join them then I guess they don’t need him at all…

Joshua rolls on his back as The Brotherhood jab the chairs down into his body and legs. Plague then motions for them to stop and he climbs into the ring, dropping to his knees next to Joshua.

Plague: Just say the words, brother, and it will all go away….the pain, the heartache….I can set you free from the demons that infest the deepest roots of your mind…

HA: This is all another ploy to brainwash Joshua…

Plague: These people, they do not understand you...but I know the path you have traveled, I sense the pain and the suffering that has been forced upon you...I can make all that pain go away....I can stop you re-visiting the torment of your past....I will save you...

Plague is cradling Joshua’s head in his arms but then suddenly Joshua rams his head upwards into Plague’s face and sends him rolling away. Cody and Dylan grab their chairs once again and they both swing them forward…..CRACK!

HE: Ouch…

Joshua ducks and the chairs clatter into each other. He then big boots Cody in the face before snatching Dylan’s chair and he swings it through the air….CRACK!

HA: Goodnight, Dylan Wright….

Dylan is left in a heap on the floor before Joshua drops the chair and beckons Cody back up. He grabs him by the throat and lifts him high before slamming him onto the steel…

HE: I think Plague’s plan just backfired…

Plague gets back up and walks straight into Joshua, who delivers a thunderous uppercut. Plague staggers back against the ropes and then comes forward as Joshua picks up a steel chair and drives it right into Plague’s gut…

HA: Plague is down as well….Joshua is going to the top…

Joshua slowly hobbles to the corner and begins to climb the ropes. He is a little unsteady on his feet but eventually get to the top…

HE: Plague is not going to like this…

Dylan Wright is able to stagger to the corner and he grabs Joshua’s foot, holding him in place. Joshua wriggles his foot and then kicks out at Dylan’s head but the distraction allows Plague to get back up with a steel chair in hand….CRACK!

HA: That is horrible…

The chair crashes off the top of Joshua’s skull and causes him to fall frontwards off the top rope and he crashes back down to the mat. Plague stands over him, a sinister look in his eye, and drops the chair back to the floor…

HE: I guess that is a message delivered loud and clear…

Plague lifts his arms to his side once again before looking down at Joshua. His eyeballs bulge as he licks his lips…

Plague: You cannot run forever….you cannot hide from the truth, no matter how you disguise it…..you will find the answers you are looking for and you will pledge your allegiance to the path that I show you….

Plague backs away from Joshua and is joined by Dylan and Cody Wright. The crowd boo as all three men head towards the ropes and exit to the outside. Joshua is left in a heap on the floor…

HA: Joshua continues to defy the lure of The Brotherhood….but for how long? Just how long can he continue to turn down the hand of the devil?

HE: I have no idea….Joshua is pretty strong willed, but even so I can’t imagine being attacked every week is a good feeling…

Plague and The Brotherhood make their exit up the ramp, amid a torrent of abuse, as Joshua tries to pull himself to the corner of the ring. He manages to get to one knee but his legs seem very shaky….the cameras then focus in on McCoy, whose lifeless eyes are fixed on Joshua.

HA: I don’t think Plague is going to take “no” for an answer….and with Ojore nowhere to be seen I don’t think he is likely to be distracted from his target…

HE: Joshua has two choices…..he can bow down to Plague or he can take them out before they do the same to him…

HA: A fascinating issue and I, for one, am very intrigued to how this one is going to play out…

(The crowd pops as Liam Wood walks into view backstage)

CJ: My guest at this time…………

(The crowd starts to chant)

Crowd:Viper, Viper, Viper, Viper, Viper!!!!!!

(Wood closes his eyes; a broad smile appears across his face as he soaks in the atmosphere)

LW: I am back

(Woods eyes open wide)

CJ: A good win at Night of Glory, you have to be full of confidence off the back of that

(Wood chuckles briefly)

LW: A good win, I’m sorry Christy but that was the win, that win was career defining, that win was the full stop on everything that has happened in the past, all the questions about my ability, whether I had the stones to make it in 6CW, that win was a message to all the doubters and a message to all my fans

Liam Wood is back and he’s better than ever

(Wood is visibly bouncing from side to side)

CJ: You certainly seem in a great mood Liam; we have already seen this week you have had crossed words with your opponent tonight, anything else to say?

LW: I am in the best mood, and you know why Christy?

(Christy shrugs her shoulders)

LW: Today is the first day of something special, the beginning of an era, and the start of a legacy that will define 6CW future forever. Dubois has had a great career, he has achieved a lot in the past but his days are exactly that, the past. I am the future and tonight I prove that

CJ: And finally Liam, any word for Mr. Jones, are you still expecting some punishment for your actions

(Wood scoffs)

LW: I think he’s got bigger things to worry about but I tell you what how about he goes and talks to Daniel Magnusson and Dean Andrews and I am sure collectively they can come up with a fair and just punishment

(Wood winks at the camera before turning and walking out of view)

*Enforcer is stood backstage when he suddenly screws his face up

E: Really, after everything he still can’t face me himself, he still sends somebody else to do the dirty work

*The camera turns to show Mr. Hernandez walk into shot

MH: Mr. Jones is a little tied up with stuff at the moment Champ, trust me, if he could be here, he would be

E: Trust you, ha that’s a joke. Why should I trust any of you?

MH: Because we have always been the ones who had your back E

E: I don’t need protecting; you think I got any of this because of you?

I was the most dominant force in professional wrestling before I met your sorry asses and I will still be after you’re long gone.

You did what people have been doing for years and years, you underestimated me, you doubted my ability and for that you ultimately will be the ones that lose

MH: What does that mean Champ? Times like now, we need all our soldiers fighting for the same cause, you really think the other side of the fence is any greener?

You may have your doubts, but surely better the devil you know than the devil you don’t?

*Enforcer snaps back

E: Is that all this is to you, a battle for 6CW. You think I really care who pays my pay cheque as long as I’m the highest paid guy on the roster?

MH: We can give you that; we can give you what ever you want?

*Enforcer shakes his head

E: Just leave me alone, I need some time to think

MH: Is that a yes?

*Enforcer throws Hernandez a glare

E: It’s a I don’t know what the hell I’m gonna do but I do know one thing and this is a promise to you and everyone in this company, however all this pans out, whatever happens I will be the man laughing at the end

Now get outta my face!!

*Hernandez hurries away as we head to ringside

Match 8
Liam Wood vs. Jerome Dubois

HA: Next up ladies and gentlemen is a match against two men who chalked up victories at the Night of Glory. The Viper takes on The Captain of Culture. It is Wood versus Dubois everybody!

HE: Is Wood mentally up to this after his win against Costello? Having a colossal match, barely winning and now facing someone of Dubois calibre.

HA: Wood will surely be feeling confident right now. Yes, his body may still ache even after two weeks, but he has the heart to carry this one off.

HE: I am not too sure..........

"Beat the Devils Tattoo" starts to blare out of the speakers and the fans give a mixed reaction to Dubois - some chanting "Oui" but others mostly booing. He appears on the rampway looking supremely confident before making his way down to the ring.

HE: A Hall of Fame-r should be treated with more respect!

HA: Maybe so, but Dubois' actions down the years means this reaction is not unexpected.

As Dubois climbs in between the ropes, the music dies down. Suddenly "Endseekers" blasts around the arena and the crowd go wild. Liam Wood appears from the curtain and signals to the fans enthusiastically.

HA: Wood, some say the man of 2014, got his well deserved PPV win at the biggest stage of them all. Look at him Henry.......he is standing 20 feet tall right now.

HE: At least he isn't wearing that ridiculous paint on his body tonight!

Wood makes his way to the ring, slapping the fans hands as he goes, before rolling under the bottom rope. Dubois is sarcastically clapping and laughing, as Wood climbs one of the turnbuckles and lifts his arm in the air.

HA: Dubois isn't impressed it seems......

HE: Should he be?! Wood is acting like he is World Champion. Not that he finally stopped becoming a doormat at every PPV going!

The two men get ready as the official signals for the bell. There is a quick lock up before Dubois gets the upper hand. He pushes his opponent to the ropes and hits a slap across the chest on the rebound. Wood goes to his knees and feels the blow as Dubois mocks him.

HE: One move and he is down. He might as well give up now!

Wood gets to his feet and the two men circle again before locking up. Dubois tries to repeat the move, but on the rope rebound Wood clutches Dubois' incoming chop, spins him round and hits a discuss elbow to the back of the head. Dubois staggers forward and turns round in annoyance. Wood simply runs towards him and nails a big clothesline.

HA: Wood looking good!

Wood grabs Dubois back up and hits a belly to belly suplex. Dubois gets back to his feet and Wood repeats the move while the fans cheer. He then runs the ropes and hits a double knee to the chest of Dubois. The pin is attempted.

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Wood gets back up and allows Dubois to get to his feet. He whips him towards the ropes and then goes for a big boot. Dubois ducks underneath the move and on the rebound attempts a lariat. Wood ducks it, grabs Dubois around the waist and hits a german suplex with a bridge. However, Dubois quickly kicks out before the referee can slap the mat and edges to the corner, grabbing the ropes as he does so. He motions to the official for a time out as Wood starts to stalk him.

HA: Furious pace by Wood so far and Dubois simply not at the races!

HE: Did you attend Ladies Day?

HA: *pause*..............just watch the match

Wood goes up to Dubois, who is still pleading for a break and goes to lift him up. Dubois quickly rakes his fingers across the Vipers eyes and Wood backs away blinking. Dubois quickly gets up, spins Wood around and chops at his opponent constantly. Dubois then whips Wood to the ropes and hits a spinebuster on the rebound before going for the pin.

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Dubois casually gets up grinning before dropping elbow drop after elbow drop down on Wood. He then lifts him up and whips him to the turnbuckle with authority. Viper collides into the pads and staggers out before Dubois hauls him up.

HA: AU REVOIR!

HE: EXACTLY! BYE BYE WOOD!

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Dubois looks down at Wood in disgust before lifting him back up. He goes for a few more chops, shouting out "Oui" at every impact. Wood backs up into the corner and tries to shield himself. Dubois goes at him like a man possessed though. Suddenly, Dubois whips Wood to the other turnbuckle. Viper reverses the move and Dubois flies into the turnbuckle at speed, causing him to vault over the pads and stay sitting on the top looking out at the crowd. Wood walks forward, turns round by Dubois and before nailing his opponent with an outsiders edge.

HA: NEW MOVE.......PIN ATTEMPTED!

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Wood is breathing heavily as he goes back to Dubois. He boots him in the gut and gets Dubois in the pedigree position as the crowd start to anticipate what is coming next.

HA: LOOKING FOR THE VIPER DRIVER! UP IN THE AIR AND..........

HE: EUROPEAN UPPERCUT BY DUBOIS! AMAZING!

As Viper jumps in the air, Dubois nails an uppercut on him in desperation. Both men go down onto the floor as the crowd holds their heads in their hands. Replays show in slow motion the force of that uppercut, as Wood's head jars backwards. After a while, Dubois staggers to his feet and looks down at the prone Wood. He quickly lifts his opponent up and turns him towards the turnbuckle. A boot to the gut follows before Dubois shouts out "Viva la France" and powerbombs Wood on the turnbuckle pads. He drags Wood out by his ankles and then hooks both legs with authority.

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Wood somehow gets his shoulder up to the amazement of Dubois. The crowd are loving this and start cheering "Oui, Oui, Oui" in Dubois' direction. This gets the Captain of Culture irate and he screams "Non" back at the audience. In a fit of fury, Dubois goes to the outside and pulls the timekeeper off of his chair. He picks the chair up and re-enters the ring. Wood is pulling himself up using the ropes as Dubois stalks him with the chair. However, the referee comes over and blocks the way.

HA: If Dubois uses the chair, he will be disqualified!

HE: It will probably make him feel a lot better though!

Dubois continues to argue with the referee and motions to go hit Wood. In the end the official grabs the chair out of Dubois's grasp and turns his back on the action as he goes to put it back on the outside. Suddenly, Dubois sees his chance and low blows Wood viciously before running the ropes.

HA: FRENCH CONNECTION!

HE: IT'S ALL OVER!

Dubois hits the spear and scrambles over to make the pin. The referee turns round and starts the count as Dubois hooks both of Woods legs again.

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HA: HE GOT.......NO!

HE: WOOD JUST WILL NOT STAY DOWN!

Dubois looks wide eyed and open mouthed as it dawns on him the match is still going on. He even seems oblivious to the crowd starting their "Oui" chants again. Slowly Dubois gets to his feet and walks over to the turnbuckle before climbing it. He screams "Allez" continuously at Wood, as the Viper somehow gets to his feet. Dubois prepares himself before launching off of the pads.

HA: FLYING DRO-

HE: WORLD EATER!!!!!

Crowd: HOLY BEEP X 5

As Dubois flies off the turnbuckle with the flying dropkick, Wood manages to side step out the way and brings his knee up. The knee crashes into the side of Dubois' head as he goes past and he lands in a heap on the opposite side of the ring. Both men are down for a few moments before Wood crawls over to Dubois and slumps down on top of him. The crowd is on their feet as the referee slaps the mat.

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HA: YES! VIPER WINS........

HE: NO! VIPER DOESN'T!

The crowd start cheering but the referee signals that Dubois has got one lone foot on the ropes. Wood cannot believe it and starts pleading with the referee that the pin had to have been made. The official shakes his head as it dawns on the crowd as well.

HA: Not quite sure how this is going to end! Both men in great form! Both men not giving in!

HE: It is going to take something special that is for sure!

Wood gradually gets to his feet and drags Dubois up alongside him. He walks him over to the turnbuckle and climbs the second rope. The crowd gets ready with their camera phones as Wood goes to hit Dubois with the Zagief Driver. He wearily places Dubois' head between his legs and goes to lift him in a piledriver position. However, he is noticeably struggling. After failing on two attempts, Dubois suddenly lifts his head and shoulders up and vaults Wood over his head from the second rope to the canvas. He then turns around, hoists himself on the top turnbuckle and jumps off the second rope with an elbow drop.

HA: CONNECTED! NO!

Wood manages to roll out of the way and Dubois crashes to the mat. Wood scrambles round and gets Dubois in a full nelson on the canvas while sitting on his opponents back.

HA: THAT'S THE VIPER LOCK!

HE: DUBOIS FIGHTING STILL!

Dubois shakes his head as Wood increases the pressure. The referee asks Dubois if he wants to submit but he is met with continuous "Non" remarks from the Frenchman. Dubois manages to twist his body round so he is to the side of the ropes and tries desperately to extend his fingers while still in that full nelson hold. Wood arches himself back to try and cause more pain as Dubois frantically reaches for the ropes.

HE: IF DUBOIS COULD JUST STRETCH A LITTLE MORE..............

Dubois furiously shakes his head again as Wood desperately holds on to the move. The referee is standing ready to break the hold if Dubois manages to get to the ropes. He is mere inches away and looks set to get to it, when he arm starts to waiver as the pain proves too much. Dubois suddenly starts slapping Wood's arm and the official signals for the bell.

HA: HE SUBMITTED! THE MOVE PROVED TOO MUCH!

Wood rolls away in exhaustion as Dubois lays on the mat, clinging to both of his shoulders in agony. The referee goes over to Wood and lifts his arm into the air before going to check on Dubois. The Viper struggles to acknowledge the cheering crowd as he rolls out of the ring and trudges up the aisle.

HE: At the end of Night of Glory he was on all four turnbuckles saluting the crowd. Now he is just happy to make it out of that match in one piece.

HA: But what a win it was.......a hard fought battle on both sides. Beating a former 6CW champion and bone fide Hall of Fame-r

HE: Dubois can look at this match knowing he was a whisker away from winning on many occasions. Hall of Fame-r he may be, but Dubois isn't ready to quit yet.......

HA: Even though he just did........

HE: Quality always rises to the top Harold! Dubois' new age is just beginning.

The crowd watches as Wood continues his walk up the aisle, slapping a few fans hands on the way, before exiting through the curtain. Dubois watches him go, rotating his shoulders and checking they are ok, as he refuses help from the referee.

Match result: Liam Wood via submission
Match time: 8 minutes, 21 seconds

*Christy James is sat backstage with Gazzy D. Gazzy appears happier than in recent weeks, he looks fresher and his eyes are shining brightly

CJ: Gazzy, thank you for agreeing to this sit down interview this evening. An evening that already promised to be a big one for you but has that taken on a whole new meaning since the announcement at the start of the show

*Gazzy smiles

GD: I feel like I’m having a lot of these big nights Christy, which is obviously how I want it to be but I think finally after a year or so of treading water I am finally moving forward, yes the last week or so has been hard, I was played for a fool again but you know what these things are sent to test us and I can finally honestly, hand on heart say I am over the past. It has no bearing on my future any longer

CJ: So you bear no ill feeling

*Gazzy laughs

GD: I said I was over it but I haven’t forgotten what I’ve been put through Christy. I’m just not letting my failures dictate who I am. Max had a hold over the man I used to be but I have broken free from those chains, now he has to deal with the real Gareth Darlington, the show stealer, the Main Event, the best damn thing 6CW has ever seen. These fans deserve to see that man and I deserve to be that man once again. Tonight everything changes

??: Yes it does young man

*Gazzy turns quickly and is faced by Daniel Magnusson

DM: Gazzy, I have been looking forward to meeting you, I have heard a lot of stories, your name is synonymous with 6CW since the beginning and I want you to be the man who helps me take it into the future

What do you say?

*Magnusson smiles as he stretches out a hand, Gazzy smiles and stands, he shakes Magnusson’s hand firmly

GD: It would be an honour

*Scott Harris is walking backstage before his match when a voice is heard over his shoulder

??: Good luck out there son, go make mommy proud

*Harris turns on his heels as Mr. Jones stands smiling at the opposite end of the corridor. The feeling of hatred is impenetrable as the two men stare with their eyes filled with the history of their past

SH: What do you want?

*Jones smiles, clearly reveling in the encounter

MJ: Does a father need an excuse to visit his son ahead of the biggest match of his career

SH: You are no father of mine. What do you want Jones

*Mr. Jones starts to walk forward

SH: Take another step and I will knock you on your ass

MJ: Such anger and for what, because of the lies told by your mother, Scott, really, you trust the words of an old alcoholic over your own father

SH: You made her what she is today, you ruined her life like you have ruined so many others

*Jones shakes his head smiling

MJ: Lies, lies but maybe a discussion not for this evening, one day you will see the truth and one day you will see that perhaps, you and I, we aren’t so different after all

*Harris curls his lip

SH: I would rather die

MJ: That can be arranged. But, as I said, good luck out there, show Enforcer some family spirit

*As Jones turns away, Harris goes to burst forward but is held back by the huge arms of Nate Nack who has turned the corner

NN: Don’t do it Scott, don’t go down to his level. That’s what he wants, that’s how he thrives

*Harris is breathing heavily as the action moves to ringside

Match 9
Enforcer vs Scott Harris

HA: Time to find out how the events of the last two weeks have affected our EWF World Champion…

HE: Enforcer is a true professional and he knows Mr Jones was just acting in The Authority’s best interests….nothing will throw him off his stride…

HA: That remains to be seen….Enforcer was extremely riled by what took place at Night of Glory, he wasn’t even consulted about it….so much for being the General of Mr Jones’ troops…

“Survival” booms out to a huge round of applause from the 6CW crowd and then Scott Harris makes his way out onto the stage. He removes his hood from over his head and surveys the scene in front of him…

HA: Big chance tonight for Scott Harris to send a message to his father, Mr Jones, and his tag team partner, Mike Masters….

HE: Harris will be lucky if there is enough of him left to send home in an envelope…

HA: One half of the tag team champions, Scott Harris and his partner, Mike Masters, have had a lot of problems since it emerged that Harris is the illegitimate son of Mr Jones…

HE: One of the very few mistakes Mr Jones has ever made in his life…I am sure he has instructed Enforcer to abort Harris the way his mother should…

HA: That is enough…

Harris tags hands with the fans and then climbs up into the ring. He unzips his jacket and then uses the ropes to limber up as he waits for his opponent. “Saturday Night” then rips through the airwaves, met by boos from the audience…

HA: Enforcer came through one world championship match at Night of Glory but he was unsuccessful in becoming the Undisputed Champion of 6CW….how can he forgive Jones for screwing him like that?

HE: He wasn’t screwed….Mr Jones was protecting his investment, two Generals are better than one….Enforcer is still integral to The Authority….

HA: As long as he knows his place under Jones’ regime….how can he look at himself in the mirror…

Enforcer ignores the abuse from the crowd and he unstraps his championship from around his waist and raises it in the air. He looks in a foul mood as he circles the ring and then climbs up the steel steps…

HE: Even if Enforcer is a little angry about what happened, now he can take all that frustration out on Scott Harris’ face…

HA: Enforcer shouldn’t be taking this match lightly….Harris is a highly skilled operator and is coming into this match off the back of a very good win at Night of Glory…

HE: Harris has been a thorn in The Authority’s side for too long….time for him to get what is coming to him…

Enforcer steps through the ropes and locks his eyes on Harris as the referee stands in between them. Harris has a look of pure focus as the bell sounds to start the match…

HA: Scott Harris knows this is difficult challenge but this is the reason he wanted to be a wrestler; to test himself against the best…

HE: This will be the first and last time he makes this kind of step up….he is a disgrace to Mr Jones’ lineage…

Enforcer just stands still and glares at Harris as the tag champion circles for an opening. They eventually lockup in the centre and Enforcer drags Harris into a forceful headlock…

HE: Enforcer is too strong, too experienced….Harris is an infant compared to him…

Harris struggles against Enforcer’s grip but then manages to lift him off the ground and bridge him into a back suplex………………..1…………………..2……………shoulder up. They get back up and Harris armdrags Enforcer back to the mat before welcoming him up again and slinging him into a hiptoss….

HA: I said that Enforcer shouldn’t underestimate his opponent…

Enforcer looks annoyed as he gets back up and he swings wildly with a right hand but Harris is able to duck it and then he snapmares Big E to the canvass before locking in a rear chinlock…

HA: Harris is so skilled on the mat, Enforcer doesn’t possess these kind of skills…

HE: Enforcer is a world champion, that is all that matters….

Enforcer is quickly able to get back to one knee and then he drives big elbows into the gut of Harris, winding him. Enforcer follows up with big right hands and then he whips Harris across the ring…

HE: Back…

Enforcer lowers his head for a backdrop but Harris leapfrogs over the top of him and bursts off the opposite side before returning with a flying shining wizard……………………..1…………………..2…………….kickout!

HA: Enforcer just can’t get a handle on this right now…

Harris quickly pulls Enforcer into a waistlock and tries to suplex him but Enforcer is able to drive sharp elbows back into Harris’ face. Harris stumbles away to the ropes and Big E quickly rushes after him with a Northern lariat to the back of his opponent’s head…

HE: That is more like the Enforcer we all love…

Harris drops down against the middle rope and Enforcer runs to the opposite side before returning with a jumping splash across Harris’ back………………..1……………………..2……………….shoulder up. Enforcer pulls Harris back up and tries to suplex him…

HA: Enforcer thinking “jackhammer”….

Harris is able to kick his legs and then counters into a snap suplex of his own. He quickly scurries over to the ropes and climbs up top…

HA: Harris showing no intimidation tonight….FROGSPLASH!

The crowd wince as Enforcer drives his knees up into Harris’ stomach, sending him rolling away. The EWF Champion then gets back up and he gutwrenches Harris into the air before driving him back down across his knee…………………..1……………………….2………………Harris kicks out!

HE: Now Enforcer has an opening to work on….Harris’s midsection is weakened….

Enforcer drives his boot down into Harris’s stomach repeatedly and then he backs against the ropes and returns with a solid kick to the ribs, sending Harris rolling out of the ring. The referee begins to count but Enforcer rolls out after his foe…

HE: Enforcer wants to take out his anger….he doesn’t care about winning by countout…

Enforcer drags Harris up and he lifts him into the air before dropping him across the ringside barrier. Harris slumps there, winded, as Enforcer drives hard punches into the side of his head…

HA: Those are closed fists Enforcer is using….the referee needs to prevent that….

Enforcer stomps a mudhole in Harris’ gut and then he rags him back up and slings him under the bottom rope. Harris slowly gets back to his feet as Enforcer goes to the top rope and then launches off with a shoulder barge……………………1………………………….2………………..shoulder up!

HE: Now you are seeing a dominant champion in action….I don’t see you cheering on Harris now…

HA: Enforcer is on top, you are right, but this is far from a foregone conclusion….

Enforcer pulls Harris back up and throws him against the ropes before knocking him down with a back elbow as he returns. He then lifts himself onto the second rope and jumps off with a kneedrop to the gut of his Harris…

HE: Harris can’t even breathe after that….

Harris is doubled up, gasping for air, as Enforcer wills him back up and then drills him with an urange backbreaker………………………1…………………………2………………….Harris just manages to get his shoulder up. Enforcer slicks his hair back as he stomps down on Harris’ back before backing into the corner and waiting for his opponent to get back up…

HE: Now it is over….as soon as Harris stands, he is finished…

HA: Enforcer is certainly lining this up now…..FACECHECK!

Enforcer bursts forwards for his finisher but is taken out by a low dropkick to his knees. Harris quickly rolls over and grabs the world champion’s legs….

HA: SHARPSHOOTER!

There is a look of panic on Enforcer’s face as Harris tries to turn him over into the submission. He thrashes one way and the other before managing to use his leg strength to throw Harris across the ring. They both get back up and Enforcer looks for a running big boot but Harris ducks under…

HA: GERMAN!

The crowd cheer as Harris hauls Enforcer into one German suplex and then prepares for more. He keeps his hands locked and drags Big E back up before launching him into a second suplex…..then a third into a bridge………………………..1………………………….2…………………Enforcer kicks out!

HE: Keep it cool, E….you still have this…

HA: Try and deny it all you like but Scott Harris is pushing Enforcer to his limits tonight….

They get back up and Harris looks for a t-bone but Enforcer elbows his way free and then plants the “Sharpshooter” down with a full nelson slam….he makes his way over to the ropes and goes high before diving off with an elbow straight to the heart……………………1………………………2………………shoulder up!

HE: Enforcer has gears that Harris could only imagine….he can’t hold pace…

Enforcer remonstrates with the referee before dragging Harris back up and he scoops him up on his shoulders…

HA: Death Valley…

Harris drives his elbow into Enforcer’s jaw and falls behind before throwing him into a dragon suplex………………………….1………………………….2…………………….kickout. They get back up and Harris grabs Enforcer’s arm….

HA: SHOT IN THE….

HE: SPEAR!

Enforcer jumps out of the Olympic slam and rushes back against the ropes before bursting forwards with a rib-cracking spear…
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HA: Harris still in this, he is no pushover…

Enforcer punches his hand into the mat and then gets back to his feet. He looks annoyed as he circles Harris and then he runs off the ropes again…

HE: This is it….FACE…

Harris counters with a drop toe-hold and then tries to roll Enforcer into a “cattle mutilation” submission but Big E is able to scramble his way out. They get back up and Harris nails a t-bone suplex….

HA: That might just do it…

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HE: Get off him…

HA: Harris wants the submission…

Enforcer kicks out with both feet and sends Harris clattering back into the corner. He then crawls to his feet and darts forwards, diving into the corner…

HA: Nobody home…

Harris sidesteps and sends Enforcer through the ropes and into the ringpost. The EWF Champion staggers back and collapses on the mat as Harris goes airborne…

HA: Big opportunity…..FROGSPLASH!

HE: Nooo…

The crowd are on their feet as Harris nails the splash and hooks both legs…………………..1…………………..2…………………………..3!

HA: Got….NO!

Enforcer just manages to get his shoulder up off the canvass before the three count can be completed. Harris gets up, breathing deeply, and he listens to the cheers from the crowd…

HA: Scott Harris is once again proving his lack of allegiance to his father and The Authority….he is taking the fight to their leading light like he is possessed….

Harris pulls Enforcer up by the head but Big E counters with a jawbreaker that sends Harris staggering away. Enforcer then runs into the corner and crashes against Harris with a clothesline before pulling him out and detonating with a jackhammer….

HE: This is it…

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HA: Scott Harris just does not want to give this up….what a showing…

HE: This referee needs to have a word with himself…

Enforcer stomps down on Harris’ back some more before dropping several elbows down into his opponent’s back. Harris is flat out as Enforcer heads to the ropes and begins to climb once again….

HA: Enforcer taking a risk here….he’s going sky high…

HE: He knows what he is doing….

HA: DOES HE?

Enforcer flies from on top with a graceful moonsault but Harris is able to roll out of the way, sending the world champion crashing down into the canvass. Harris manages to crawl back to his feet and he takes a deep breath before running at his opponent…

HA: CODEBREAKER!

The crowd cheer in delight as Enforcer’s face is driven down into the knees of Scott Harris…
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HE: You are fighting a world champion here….you need more…

Harris rolls over and looks a little disbelieving as the referee tells him it was a two count. He crawls back up to his feet and he waits for Enforcer to get back up before grabbing his arm…

HA: SHOT IN THE…

Harris looks for the Olympic slam but Enforcer drags him forward and nails a short armed clothesline. Harris gets back up and Enforcer flips him into the air…

HE: Powerbomb!

Harris rolls down the back of Enforcer and pulls him into a pinning combo…………………….1…………………………….2…………………..shoulder up. They get back up and Enforcer tilt-a-whirls Harris into a pumphandle slam…

HE: That is a how a champion responds….

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HA: Enforcer wants a piledriver here…

Harris kicks his legs, blocking the piledriver, and then he succeeds in swiping Enforcer’s legs. He looks to turn Big E into a sharpshooter but Enforcer reaches up and grabs Harris’ head, pulling him into a small package…………………….1…………………………….2……………………..kickout!

HE: That was a three…

HA: Not quite it wasn’t…

They burst back up and Enforcer quickly scoops Harris onto his shoulders for a death valley driver but Harris drops off the back and looks for a German suplex, only for Enforcer to reach behind and drag Harris down into an inverted jawbreaker…

HE: That is it, Big E….now finish him…

Enforcer barges past the referee and heads the corner, climbing up top once more. He looks down at Harris with anger and then listens to the boos from the audience…

HE: Enforcer doesn’t give a damn what these people think of him…

HA: Maybe he should start, because it is quite obvious Mr Jones doesn’t have his best interests at heart…

HE: What are you….AHHHH!

HA: Excellent…

Crowd: That was awe-some x5

Harris suddenly bursts to his feet and sprints to the corner before jumping onto the top rope and delivering an overhead suplex on Enforcer. The crowd are roaring as Harris quickly scurries up and grabs his opponent…

HA: SHOT IN THE DARK!

HE: No…

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HA: He did it…would you believe it?

HE: What is this nonsense?

HA: Scott Harris just pinned the EWF Champion….

Harris and the audience are almost stunned as “Survival” belts out of the speakers and the referee raises Harris’ arm in victory. He grins broadly as he looks over at the downed form of Enforcer and then gets to his feet….

HE: This isn’t right….Enforcer wasn’t mentally prepared…

HA: That isn’t Scott Harris’ fault….Enforcer shouldn’t let outside factors affect him so much….

HE: What a terrible night this is…

HA: Mr Jones and The Authority couldn’t be any further away from the jubilation they were experiencing at Night of Glory….this is a night of Nightmares….

Harris stumbles to the ropes and holds his ribs a little as he struggles to come to terms with what he has done. Enforcer is getting to his knees, looking confused, as Harris smirks at him and then climbs from the ring….

HA: Scott Harris has proven tonight what a fine competitor he is….what a bright future he has…

HE: He got lucky, one time…

HA: That wasn’t luck….he matched Enforcer blow for blow, a tremendous matchup and a fabulous result for this ever-improving youngster….I wonder what Mr Jones thinks of his son now?

HE: This will only make him more motivated to destroy Harris, I can’t wait to see it…

HA: Enforcer is having a torrid time right now….can he get himself back on track?

Match result: Scott Harris via pinfall
Match time: 10 minutes, 45 seconds

(Max Adamson is striding down the corridor, the 6CW belt slung over his shoulder; he turns the corner and barges straight through the door of the office of the Authority. Mr. Jones lifts his head from the pile of papers and places his glasses back on his nose)

MJ: Max, let me guess. You want your ego stroking, you want me to hold your hand and tell you everything is gonna be ok. That you are my number one champion of the world

(Adamson looks unimpressed)

MA: Are you done?

(Jones sits back in his chair)

MA: I think you have me mixed up with that second tier champion you’ve had stinking up this office for far too long…

Let me make this clear. I have not joined the Authority because I need you. I have allowed you to ride my coat tails because you need me

(Jones removes his glasses and furrows his brow)

MA: And now even more than ever that statement is true Jones. Without me you have nothing, without me you are just a sitting duck waiting to be shot down by the uprising. I am the prized piece in this game of chess and that is why I am here. I know you realise how important I am and I expect, no I demand that you do all you can to ensure that Max Adamson and all that Max Adamson brings to the party is protected by every source of power that the Authority has.

Do that and I will guarantee you victory Jones. Anything less and I will cast you aside because like I say, I don’t need you to be champion, but you need me!!

(Jones stands from behind the desk and walks to Adamson, stopping opposite the 6CW Champion. Adamson stares at the head of the Authority, neither men looking away)

MA: I will do whatever it takes to ensure that I am the winner from all this

(Jones smiles)

MJ: I wouldn’t expect anything less…

*Gazzy is sat backstage making his final preparations for the match when there is a knock at the door. Gazzy lifts his head and narrows his eyes expecting the worse form the surprise arrival

GD: Come in

*The door is slowly pushed open and in walks Daniel Magnusson. Gazzy relaxes as the joint owner of 6CW walks in.Gazzy smiles

GD: Hello again Boss

*Magnusson nods as he stands in the open doorway

DM: Sorry, for the interruption. I appreciate you have a big match up now but I wanted to ensure we tied up all the loose ends and got all the formalities out of the way before the nights end

*Gazzy looks a little unsure as Magnusson reaches into his top pocket

DM: Dean has filled me in on the past 18 months and the insecurity that has been hanging over your head and I wanted to put any of that to bed once and for all

*Magnusson hands Gazzy an envelope

DM: 6CW needs you Gareth; I hope the terms are to your liking. I completely understand if you want somebody to look it over

*Gazzy removes the papers from the envelope and the camera focuses on the word CONTRACT. A huge smile covers Gazzy’s face as he puts out a hand

DM: This is your security Gazzy. You are a huge part of 6CW history and I want you to be a part in its future. Together we can make this place great again. Together we can defeat the Authority once and for all

*Gazzy is nodding furiously

GD: I’m in!!!!!!!!

*Magnusson hands Gazzy a pen who signs his name on the contract to a massive pop from the crowd he stands and shakes Magnusson’s hand

DM: For 6CW

GD: For 6CW!!

*Gazzy and Magnusson walk out of the doorway a huge 6CW chant reverberating around every corridor of the arena

Main Event
Max Adamson vs GazzyD

HA: It is time for our main event of the evening…

HE: And time for Max Adamson to show why Mr Jones has so much faith in him…

HA: It has been a terrible night so far for The Authority….can the 6CW Champion change their fortunes?

The audience burst into life as “Limelight” rips out of the PA system. Pyros explode into the air before GazzyD walks onto the stage, a look of cold fury on his face.

HA: GazzyD experienced one of his worst nights in pro-wrestling at Night of Glory….first he was unsuccessful in winning the EWF Championship and then his, seemingly, ally, Max Adamson, turned his back on him and joined The Authority…

HE: They were never allies…Gazzy was stupid to ever think that. Max used him just like he has done for the last year….Gazzy can moan all he likes but Max has the world title and the backing of The Authority, it isn’t hard to see who the winner is?

HA: GazzyD has the backing of Daniel Magnusson and that could very well provide the momentum needed to turn Gazzy’s life around….he has Max Adamson one on one tonight and I can only imagine what he wants to do to him…

Gazzy stands in the aisleway and allows the fans to reach over and pat his shoulders before he climbs up onto the ring apron. He paces back and forth, his eyes locked on the entrance, and then his body tenses as “Radioactive” booms out…

HE: Everyone should be on their feet for the world champion…

HA: You are more likely to see a riot than a coronation…

The boos from the audience are deafening as Max Adamson slowly walks out on the stage. He has a huge grin on his face as he stands underneath the spotlight…

HA: He is so proud of his actions….what a disgusting human being….

HE: Why shouldn’t he be proud? He is the world champion….the first man to successfully retain the top prize at Night of Glory…Max Adamson has proven himself amongst the elite….he deserves respect…

HA: He deserves a beating that he will never forget….and GazzyD just might give it to him…

HE: Please….I have lost count of the amount of times Max has out Gazzy down this year…

Max slowly walks down the ramp, basking in the hostile atmosphere, and then he unclips the 6CW Championship from around his waist and raises it over his head. More abuse rains down on him as he heads towards the ring apron…

HE: These people are just jealous….they wish they had half the talent that Max Adamson has…

HA: This isn’t jealousy, this is hatred….Max Adamson proved at Night of Glory that he has no soul….he auctioned himself off to the highest bidder….he is nothing but a self-centred piece of….BOOM!

GazzyD suddenly sprints across the ring and dives under the bottom rope with a baseball slide that sends Max sprawling back into the aisleway. Gazzy climbs up on the apron and he waits for Max to stand before springboarding onto the ropes…

HA: LOOK AT THAT!

*Crowd roar

HE: That isn’t fair….Max isn’t ready…

HA: He better get ready because Gazzy is not messing around…

Gazzy takes Max down with a beautiful moonsault and then he kneels on top of the world champion and begins to blast him in the face with huge right hands.

HE: Stop him, ref…

HA: I don’t think an army could stop GazzyD tonight…

Gazzy gets back up to his feet and he breathes in the atmosphere before dragging Max up and he launches him against the ring apron. Max slumps there as Gazzy picks up the 6CW Championship and beckons Adamson to turn around…

HA: This match hasn’t officially started, so this is legal…

Max turns around and he manages to duck the blow and he scoops Gazzy up on his shoulders. He looks for an F-5 but Gazzy drops behind and pushes Adamson straight into the ringpost…

HE: GazzyD attacked Max before he was ready….what a coward…

HA: Gazzy is anything but a coward…

Max holds his head and rolls into the ring as Gazzy gives chase. He leaps up onto the apron and springboards in with a missile dropkick that takes Adamson off his feet….Gazzy then pulls Adamson up and hooks his arms…

HA: DEEP IMPACT!

Max bursts Gazzy back into the corner and then drills into him with sickening shoulder thrusts to the stomach. He then grabs Gazzy’s arm and whips him across to the opposite corner before following him across….

HE: Get him, Max…

Gazzy uses the ropes to propel himself up and then he locks his legs around Adamson’s neck, as he runs in, and then twists back out into a brilliant headscissors takedown. They get back up and Gazzy ducks a clothesline before running to the ropes and springboarding again….

HA: TORNADO DDT!

The crowd are going wild as Gazzy plants Max down on his head and he makes the cover…………………1……………………………2…………………shoulder up!

HE: Finally this match has started, maybe the referee can get some control over Gazzy now…

Gazzy pulls Max up and nails a snap suplex before rolling out onto the apron again and this time springing in with a legdrop…………..1…………………….2………………….kickout. Adamson gets back up and Gazzy wipes him out with a spinning heel kick before pulling the world champion to the corner…

HA: GazzyD doesn’t want to mess around here, wants a quick finish……STARSHIP…

Adamson drives his knees up into Gazzy’s gut before he can execute the split-legged moonsault. Gazzy rolls away, winded, and Max is able to buy himself some recovery time…

HE: Just take deep breaths, Max…you are the champion…

Max bursts into Gazzy with a knee to the stomach and then whips him to the corner with such power that Gazzy crumples to the mat. Max drags Gazzy back up and hooks his arms before flipping him into a sit-down powerbomb………………….1………………….2…………….shoulder up!

HA: Max Adamson is riding a wave on top of the world right now, you cannot buy that kind of confidence….but GazzyD will not wilt under pressure…

HE: He will crumble under these attacks, though…

Max pulls Gazzy up and slings him against the ropes before launching him across the ring with a belly to belly suplex as he returns. Gazzy stumbles back up and Max grabs him around the waist before nailing a German suplex…

HA: If he can then Max Adamson will look for three of these in a row…

Adamson nails a second straight suplex but on the third attempt Gazzy changes his body into a wheelbarrow position in midair and rolls down the front, pulling Max into a pinning combo…………………1……………………………..2…………………..shoulder up!

HE: Nice try….BOOM…OH YES!

Max quickly storms back to his feet and he flips Gazzy in a full circle with a thunderous clothesline. Gazzy is completely motionless as Max bounces back off the ropes and returns with a jumping elbow to the chest……………………………….1………………………..2…………….kickout!

HA: These men know each other so well…that is why there is no feeling out process in this match, they are going at it like there is no tomorrow….

Max pulls Gazzy back up and looks for another suplex but Gazzy is able to float behind and shove Adamson into the corner. He chases in for a splash but Max dodges and sends his opponent crashing against the turnbuckle…..Adamson then sprints off the opposite side and comes back…

HE: GORE!

Gazzy leapfrogs over Max and sends him crashing into the corner. He then drags him out and plants him with a face-first facebuster….

HA: DOWNTOWN!

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……..Max just gets his shoulder into the air!

HE: You don’t put the world champion away that easily…

Gazzy gets back to his feet and he stumbles to the ropes before climbing out onto the apron. He waits for Max to get back to a standing position before launching himself back in again…

HA: WEST COAST…

Gazzy looks for the flying “dragonrana” but Max catches him on his shoulders. He tries to turn Gazzy into a powerbomb but Gazzy rolls down the back and pulls Max to the floor….Gazzy rolls right out on his feet and detonates a buzzsaw kick to the temple of Adamson………………..1…………………2……………..kickout!

HA: Max is seeing stars right now, what a kick!

HE: But is still wasn’t enough…

Gazzy drags Max into the centre of the ring and tries to hook his arms again but Adamson spins out and then drags Gazzy back towards him, scooping him onto his shoulders….

HE: CYCLONE!

Gazzy repeatedly drives his elbow into Max’s jaw and then drops behind him. He pushes him away to the corner and follows in with a brutal shining wizard to the jaw before lifting Adamson up onto the top rope…

HE: Don’t you dare…

HA: GazzyD taking this high risk….FRANKENSTEINER!

The crowd are on their feet as Gazzy delivers the top rope hurricanrana and then crawls over into the cover……………………1……………………….2……………………..kickout. He gets back up to his feet and he waits for Adamson to rise before punching him back against the ropes…

HA: You can feel every punch is laced with hatred….

Gazzy then looks for an Irish whip but Max is too strong and reverses with ease. Gazzy is sent towards the ropes but he drives into a handspring and floats back for a flying elbow…

HE: GERMAN!

The crowd boo as Max catches Gazzy in midair and slams him down with a German suplex. He keeps his hands locked around his opponent’s waist and nails a second suplex before dragging him back up and launching him into a third…

HE: That’s the hat-trick!

HA: Trifecta of suplexes might do it…

1………………………….2……………………….Gazzy just manages to get his shoulder off the mat. Adamson complains to the referee but is told it was a definite two count. He then waits for Gazzy to crawl up in the corner before darting in and crushing him with a clothesline. Adamson smirks as he runs another lap of the ring and returns with a monkey flip, sending his opponent back into the centre….

HE: Gazzy is done for now…he can’t hang with the best like this…

HA: GazzyD will not ever quit, as long as he can breathe then he will fight…

HE: FAMAXER!

Adamson runs out of the corner and jumps into the air, flattening Gazzy with the fameasser…………………1…………………………….2…………………….Gazzy just manages to keep the match alive!

HE: That should have been a three…

HA: He quite clearly got his shoulder up….but GazzyD is weakening here…

Max backs up in the corner and he grins as he waits for Gazzy to get back to his feet. The crowd are booing but Adamson presses his finger to his lips…

HE: Time to shut these idiots up for good….

HA: Max has Gazzy in the crosshairs…

HE: GORE!

Max runs forward for the spear but is met by a huge dropkick to the face by Gazzy. GazzyD then rolls out under the bottom rope and grabs the top, launching himself through the air….

HA: SPRINGBOARD 450!

The flying splash lands the back of Max Adamson and then Gazzy rolls him over to make the cover…
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…………..thr-kickout!

HA: GazzyD thought he had it right there…

HE: Please be serious, just for a moment…

Gazzy kneels on the mat, hands on his hips, and thinks about his next move. He gets back up to his feet and he takes Max by the head before trying to pull him forwards….

HA: Max trying to buy himself some time here…

Adamson tumbles backwards and sends Gazzy flying through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Max then takes his time to catch his breath before rolling out after his opponent…

HE: Finish him off now Max…

Adamson tries to make his way over to Gazzy but Gazzy suddenly runs forwards and clatters into Adamson, driving him back into the steel steps. Gazzy then stumbles away and climbs up onto the ringside barrier…

HE: Get down from there, idiot…

HA: Gazzy always looking for some way to innovate….OH YES!

Crowd: That was awe-some x5

Gazzy runs along the barrier and then drives off with a flying dropkick, smashing Max backwards into the steel steps again. Gazzy slowly hauls Max back up and rolls him under the bottom rope…

HA: Max Adamson looks out of it here…..GazzyD may have a huge opportunity…

Gazzy pulls himself onto the apron and he leaps over the top rope with a double foot stomp to the chest of Max and then he grabs the top rope…

HA: STARSHIP PAIN!

HE: NO!

Gazzy lands the split-legged corkscrew moonsault and hooks both legs………………………1……………………………..2………………………shoulder up!

HE: Thank you, Lord…

HA: Max Adamson is being pushed to his limits here….GazzyD is on fire…

A huge “GazzyD” chants rings out around the Copper Box as he gets himself back to a standing position. He looks down at Max, who is struggling to get up, and he beckons for him to rise…

HA: GazzyD is ready to finish this….ready to get even…

The crowd suddenly start to boo furiously as Daniel Reilly and Alexander Altair make their way out on the stage. They approach the ring with vicious intent in their eyes…

HA: This isn’t right….they have no business out here…

HE: The Authority always have business….they protect their investment…

Reilly and Altair stand at the base of the ring and they stare up at Gazzy with smiles on their faces. Gazzy looks less than impressed as he turns away from them and tries to drag Max to a standing position…

HA: DEEP…

Max manages to shove Gazzy away to the ropes and Daniel Reilly grabs his heel, blocking him from moving. Gazzy kicks out at Reilly, sending the UK Champion retreating, and then turns back around…

HE: GORE….GORE…..GORE!

HA: Goddammit…

Adamson is able to rip through Gazzy with the huge spear and then he drags him back up and plants him with a huge F-5 in the middle of the ring…
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HA: Yet another goddamn Authority screwjob….where does this end?

HE: Fantastic….it may have not been the best night for Mr Jones and Co. but Max Adamson has delivered for them yet again….you can always bank on the 6CW Champion…

HA: GazzyD had this match all in his favour until Altair and Reilly turned up…..they screwed Gazzy once again….and now what?

“Radioactive” plays out and the audience voices their disgust as the referee raises Max’s arm in victory. Reilly and Altair then roll into the ring and start to beat down on GazzyD…

HE: Yes, yes teach him a lesson….this will teach anyone to mess with The Authority, I hope Daniel Magnusson is watching this…

HA: Magnusson needs to act, this sort of thing needs to prevented….GazzyD is taking a beating right now…

Max smirks as he slumps back in the corner and watches Reilly and Altair go to work on Gazzy. They take it in turns to land huge punches to Gazzy’s face before Mike Masters and Scott Harris come bursting out from the backstage area…

*Crowd pop

HE: They don’t need to be here…

HA: The tag champions are not happy with this continued bull(beep)….

Masters and Harris storm the ring and take the fight to Altair and Reilly. Masters pummels Altair back to the ropes and then dropkicks him to the outside as Harris delivers an overhead suplex to Reilly, sending him flying over the top…

HE: Get out of there, Max…

Adamson quickly rolls from the ring before Harris or Masters can get their hands on him. He looks annoyed as he calls Reilly and Altair over to him…

HE: Those two idiots spoiled a well-deserved beating for GazzyD…

HA: They did the right thing….6CW is fed up of being pushed around by these guys and I damn sure happy to see them standing up for what they believe in….Mr Jones, Max Adamson and the rest of The Authority better believe that if they want a fight then that is exactly what they will get…

Harris and Masters help Gazzy back up to his feet and then there is an intense staredown between all six men before the action goes backstage.

HA: Max Adamson picks up a victory over GazzyD but this is far from over….the return of Daniel Magnusson has breathed life into the uprising…

HE: This is all a flash in the pan…give it a few weeks before Magnusson and 6CW are begging for mercy…

HA: Time for a commercial break folks but do not go anywhere, because we will be right back with the return of JJ Johnson!

HE: Oh great…

Match result: Max Adamson via pinfall
Match time: 10 minutes

*We return to ringside for the final time and the atmosphere in the Copper Box is electrifying. Every fan is up on their feet and there is one chant ringing out around the arena.

Crowd: JJ Johnson x10

HA: I don’t think this moment needs any words…

HE: I have nothing to say anyway…

HA: 6CW returned from the ashes sixteen months ago and is now arguably in a better position than ever before….if you want proof of that then the arrival of a first ballot hall of famer should confirm that…I never, ever thought I would be saying this…but it is a great honour to be here tonight for the return of JJ Johnson…

*The lights in the arena switch off completely and the screams of delight and excitement whistle all around. A lone, electric blue, spotlight travels around the audience and then comes to a stop at the base of the entranceway. There is a slow drumbeat and then “Remember the Name” by Fort Minor blasts across the PA system, sending shockwaves around the building.

HA: I cannot hear myself think…

*The noise continues to grow as gold and blue pyros hit the rafters and explode in a cloud of smoke. Then a shadow appears in the entranceway…

HE: I have to admit, I do have goosebumps…

HA: One of the biggest names in professional wrestling and he is live here tonight on Aftermath…

*JJ Johnson steps out on the stage and is met by a wall of deafening cheers from the audience. He is dressed in jeans and a white vest, his trademark sunglasses covering his eyes. There is a broad smile on his face as he struggles to come to terms with the ovation…

HA: Nineteen months since the last time JJ Johnson stepped inside a professional wrestling ring….he never thought he would be able to again…but he has defied doctor’s prognosis and he is back…

HE: But is he the same? Nineteen months on the shelf, countless surgeries after a career-threatening injury….just how good can JJ Johnson be?

HA: That is something that only time can determine, we won’t know until JJ laces them up and goes to work…

*JJ slowly makes his way down the ramp and takes a lot of time to interact with the fans at ringside. He poses for pictures and shakes hands before finally climbing up onto the apron. He takes to all corners in turn, eating up the adulation, and then he takes a mic from a stagehand.

HA: This is what the fans came to see….JJ Johnson live in a 6CW ring…

*JJ paces the ring, struggling for words, as the chants from the audience just continue to grow.

Crowd: Welcome back x20

HE: JJ Johnson has never really been synonymous with 6CW but he is a legend in the game…

*JJ looks down at the floor and then he removes his sunglasses. He smiles, nervously, and then looks up at the crowd…

JJ: Miss me?

*Crowd roar

HA: One of the finest crowd pleasers in this industry’s history….JJ Johnson and a microphone are like the best of friends…

JJ: No, no, no….live here at Aftermath, 6CW Universe, I am asking you one more time…….DID YOU MISS ME?

*Ultra pop

JJ: Nineteen months, 570 days, 820,800 minutes since the last time JJ Johnson climbed between those ropes and stood in front of the masses….nineteen months since the last time I laced up the boots, pulled on the trunks, wrapped up my hands….nineteen months long months since JJ Johnson last whooped somebody’s a55!

*Crowd cheer

JJ: But ladies and gentlemen, we wait no more….oh no, right here and now, exclusively on 6CW television….JJ Johnson is back, he is pumped, ready and willing to pick up exactly where he left off…ready to get his hands upon any fool who may be crazy enough to step up in my grill…

*JJ bounces on the balls of his feet and smiles

JJ: I’ve heard the talk and all the questions….how did you recover? I thought you were finished? Was all just a hoax?

First of all I got to say thankyou to each and every one of you who has supported me throughout my rehab…because when they got me on that medical table after my last match, I was resigned to the fact that it was all over for me….but the love you showed me inspired me to do whatever I needed to in order to once again get back to the business that made me the man I am today…

You all saw the same x-rays that I saw, heard the same prognosis that I did…but I stand here today as a man who truly believes he has been blessed, I believe that a guardian angel has watched over me and provided me with another opportunity at life…..because there is no other explanation, I defied the odds, I came back from the unthinkable….it is an undeniable miracle and I am not planning on letting this chance pass me by…

*JJ walks around the ring and listens to the roars from the crowd

JJ: My neck and my spine should never have healed the way they did…I shouldn’t be able to even contemplate wrestling again….but the moment I got the all clear I put the wrestling world on notice, I was an unsigned talent and I wanted a way back in…

Because for nineteen months I was a shell of the man I once was, I wallowed in my own self-pity and my mood brought my family crashing down with me….but I swore to myself that I would make it right, that I would once again stand tall and make my loved ones proud….I swore that my daughter would wake up one morning and be proud that her father is JJ Johnson…

HE: I am going to be sick….what an egotist…

JJ: I was never going to be satisfied knowing that the last memory of my career was my broken body in the middle of the ring, needing oxygen to even pick myself off the ground….that isn’t how I wanted to be remembered, that isn’t the final chapter I envisaged…

So I have worked harder than ever before…I have put in hour after hour to make sure that I am primed and ready to hang tough with whoever the big cats in this jungle are right now…..I am back to show the world that the Franchise Initiative is back up and running and JJ Johnson is accepting calls for any Billy big balls who wants the first shot…

HA: JJ Johnson ready for a fight…

JJ: I know the news of my return has been greeted with mixed reactions from the boys in the back….they see me as some part-time wrestling celebrity who is here to steal their spotlight, but I assure each of you that that isn’t the case….I am back because this is my life and as long as I am here you are going to see nothing but 110% of what I have to offer…

I didn’t come here to take anyone’s spot, I came back to work my a55 off and earn exactly what comes my way….I don’t care if it is rung one or whether you wanna start me off in the basement…JJ Johnson never ducked nothing or nobody….

I’ll fight anyone, in fact I am very much looking forward to testing my skills against the Golden era of 6CW, and I know there is a plethora of homeboys in the back that wanna make a name off of the famous JJ Johnson….so anytime y’all wanna step on up, holla at me and we are good to go…

HE: I think the Authority should come out here and put this guy back in the retirement home…

JJ: I signed on the dotted line for this company because right now there isn’t a better place to be in this industry….this is the hottest ticket in town, this is the A league and I know this roster is stacked from top to bottom with the biggest, baddest and best superstars in the game today…..I signed for 6CW because I know that if the name of JJ Johnson is going to mean anything again then I need to prove that I can go toe to toe with the elite and come out on top….

I spent every month of my recovery watching this company rise from the ashes like a phoenix and I felt a connection with the storied return of 6CW…..everybody wrote this promotion off, laughed at their demise, but they have come back stronger than ever and I vowed that I would do exactly the same thing….

HA: The fans inside the Copper Box cannot hide their delight that JJ Johnson is here…

*A woman shrieks in the crowd and screams “I love you, JJ”

JJ: Someone get that woman a backstage pass to my locker-room, I’m sure my wife won’t mind too much…

*JJ winks at the lady, who looks delighted

JJ: But in all seriousness I think the talking can stop here, y’all know I can talk but words don’t mean nothing unless you can back them up….I came back to prove that I still have what it takes to be a star in this business and I sure hope that I won’t be kept waiting long for my first challenge….JJ Johnson is laying it down for anyone out there who wants to climb inside this ring and face me in my first match back…

HA: JJ Johnson throwing down the challenge….

HE: Come on Mr Jones, teach this idiot a lesson…

*JJ drops the mic and turns his attention to the stage. A huge “JJ Johnson” chant rings out around the Copper Box but is then interrupted by “Limowreck” screaming out of the PA system. JJ Johnson’s face has a look of pure shock on it…

*Crowd ultra pop

HA: NO, IT CANNOT BE….

HE: THIS HAS TO BE SOME KIND OF JOKE…..NO, NO…..OH MY GOD, HAROLD…..HE IS HERE…

HA: IS THIS A DREAM? I AM SPEECHLESS….

*JJ Johnson is still stood in the centre of the ring as a hooded figure appears on the ramp. The newcomer has their head bowed but is wearing a familiar chequered shirt, prompting an insane reaction from the fans in attendance. Slowly they raise their head to stare at the ring…

HE: I, I…..IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING?

HA: JUST WHEN I THOUGHT THIS NIGHT COULDN’T GET ANY BIGGER……KEITH LEONE IS BACK IN 6CW!

*The noise levels are in danger of taking the roof right off the building as the hooded man walks down the rampway and climbs into the ring. JJ Johnson is stood in the middle, his eyes on the new arrival, as Leone steps up to him and lowers his hood, drawing the biggest reaction of the evening…

HA: This is a moment for the goddamn ages….JJ Johnson and Keith Leone face to face inside a 6CW ring…

HE: These fans don’t know who to cheer for…

*There is a complete split in the audience as half are ecstatic to see JJ Johnson and the other half are clearly supporting Keith Leone. Both men look into each other’s eyes and then Leone picks the mic up from the canvass…

Leone: I won’t bother asking if you missed me….I think the atmosphere in this building speaks for itself…

*Crowd pop

Leone: You know, JJ, since I joined this business back in ’09 I have wondered when the time would come that me and you would share a ring….I have to admit that watching them cart you out of a 6WF arena nineteen months ago, it was nineteen months right?

*JJ smirks and nods

Leone: I thought the opportunity had passed me by….but then one month ago I saw your little vignette, about how you had defied the odds and about how you were ready to come back to pro-wrestling and prove that JJ Johnson was still the man to beat….I mean that was some top quality production work…

*The crowd are clearly hanging on to every word being spoken

Leone: And as I sat there on my couch and watched you working so hard to get back in shape, I realised that a lightbulb had just turned on in my head…..finally I had found a reason to get back on my feet and return to the business that made ME the man I am today…

Because I may not have had the career-threatening injury that you had but somewhere along the line I lost faith in this business, I fell out of love with what we do because I realised that if your face doesn’t fit then it doesn’t matter how skilful you are…you just aren’t going to make it…

*Leone paces the ring

Leone: When I was the world champion of 6WF they never saw me as the guy to carry that company….I was transitional, my whole reign was made of paper….I kept the throne warm until the time when a corporate approved puppet would take my place….I walked around those halls and I entered those stadiums but I never felt like I belonged there, I never believed that I had the support of the promotion that I gave everything to….

Because I wasn’t 6WF born and I wasn’t 6WF bred….I didn’t fit the profile, I wasn’t the guy they were looking for to lead the line, I wasn’t the type of superstar they wanted up on the billboards or doing the television interviews…

And it took me a while to understand why, because even after I lost the world championship my performances were second to nobody….there wasn’t one man on that roster who could put on the show that I could….but watching your miraculous return from retirement finally enlightened me to the truth….the reason I was never accepted in 6WF was because of YOU!

*JJ raises his eyebrows and there are some boos from the crowd

Leone: Don’t worry, I don’t put the blame on you and this isn’t a wild conspiracy theory….but think about it for just a minute…..the legendary JJ Johnson bows out at 6WF’s biggest show as the Undisputed World Champion….but when they realise you aren’t coming back then they need to find themselves a new champion, a new icon to pin their hopes on….

The belt I won is the belt you never lost….in the eyes of the 6WF I could never be appreciated as the number one man because I was ruling a kingdom that belonged to an exiled king….I took something which did not belong to me, I was wearing your crown and they could not accept that a new era had dawned….they were unwilling to embrace change, they shunned me because I was not you…

*JJ is looking at Leone with deep interest. Leone looks out at the audience and then back at Johnson.

Leone: So when I saw that you were coming back to the company where I made myself famous, where I stood out from the crowd and was accepted as the number one guy….I realised that now is the time for me to get my recognition….for me to exorcise a ghost and for me to finally be accepted as one of the biggest names in this industry…

I have respected you from the first time we shared a locker-room, you have always been one of the biggest and best superstars that the wrestling world has ever known….but I don’t think you have accepted that this a whole different era to the one you are used to….and I don’t think you are ready to embrace the fact that this is a bigger league to even the ones you are used to…this is MY house…

*JJ smiles and mouths “Really?” to Leone.

Leone: Yes, really…..because you may not be a “part time celebrity wrestler” but what you are is a returning wrestling who spent the best part of two years away from the sport…no way are you match fit, no way are you anywhere near 100%...

*JJ laughs and says something to Leone

Leone: It is a fair point because I too have spent a prolonged period out of the ring…but unlike you I didn’t need spinal surgery to help me walk again…I see the fire in your eyes, JJ, the same fire that burned there when you first entered this business…but whilst you may still talk the talk…I’m not so sure you can walk the walk…

And I know how this sounds…like I came back here to run you down and bad mouth you, but that really isn’t the case….I have been as big a “JJ Johnson” have as anyone else over the years….but I am in this business because I want to be number one, I want to be seen as the best….and if you are planning on stepping back between these ropes and lacing them up….then I plan on being there, every step of the way….

*The crowd pop

HE: Does this mean what I think it does?

Leone: Your return to this business means I can finally prove everyone wrong who ever doubted me….I can set the record straight and finally get my face up on that Mount Rushmore statue alongside the all-time greats…

*JJ is looking at Leone with interest and then out at the crowd, who are going wild. He asks for another microphone.

JJ: You make interesting points, Keith….I appreciate what you said about respecting me and being a fan of my work….I’ll admit that for a long time I overlooked your ability but what you did in 6CW a few years back made the whole world sit up and take notice….your own hard work put yourself on the map….JJ Johnson respects what you did, what you have done in your career so far…

And I’m sorry….sorry that you feel that your 6WF career was shrouded in the shadow of a legacy that I left behind…I’m sorry that the suits in that company looked past you to groom somebody else who fit their “profile”….sorry that they didn’t appreciate what a guy like Keith Leone can bring to the table…

*A “Keith Leone” chant rings out and JJ Johnson nods

JJ: You deserve the plaudits and all of the respect….your name is synonymous with this company and you were without a shadow of a doubt the leading light in one of the greatest periods of pro-wrestling history…

Keith Leone pulled 6CW from obscurity and you covered this place in gold…you put this company up on a pedestal and you should be damn proud of everything you achieved…

But that doesn’t mean that you get to come out here and tell me the “ifs, whys and maybes” of my return….you don’t get to tell me I haven’t thought this through….you don’t need to tell me that this is a new era and that there is a queue behind that curtain of men who want to come out here and put me back on the shelf just to get their fifteen minutes of fame…

I thought a lot about coming back, I considered all the options and all the potential ramifications….I know that in my first match back I may just fall wrong and break my spine…I know the risks and I know the potential rewards….there is no outcome I have not considered…

And whilst I appreciate your concern….this is my decision and this is my call….because as long as this “fire” burns in my eyes and I still have the full use of my legs then I am going to walk down to this ring every single night and I am going to electrify like only JJ Johnson can….I am going to fight and I am going to whip a55 on anybody who gets in my way….because I have a second chance to board this magical train and take this journey all over again….I am not giving up my ticket for nobody…

*Leone takes his turn to smile and he nods his head

JJ: I get what your saying and hell if I was in your shoes and I had been disrespected the same way you had then I’d want my pound of flesh too….I’d be screaming from the rooftops about how it was damn time that I got the props that I deserved….you have every right to feel aggrieved, Keith, and I know why you came back….but right now the only man talking the talk more than walking the walk is you!

*There are some gasps from the crowd as JJ and Leone go nose to nose

Leone: Finally we are getting to the reason I came here tonight…..because I could shoot the breeze with you all night, JJ, but I didn’t come here to massage your ego and welcome you back to the fold…..I came back here to tell you that if you want an opponent for your first match back then look no goddamn further….

*Crowd pop

Leone: Think about it right now….two icons, two of the biggest stars in wrestling today….this is a moment that will live forever….JJ Johnson and Keith Leone….if that isn’t a fight worth returning for then I don’t know what is…

*JJ is listening to the roar of the crowd

JJ: JJ Johnson and Keith Leone? One on One?......You want your name up on that statue, Keith….you want to be remembered as one of the greatest to ever lace them up…..you want to go toe to toe with the Franchise Initiative and stake your claim to the accolades and plaudits that have been kept from you for so long?......YOUR ON!

*Crowd ultra pop as Leone takes a step back and smiles. JJ drops his mic and stares at his rival

HA: Can you believe it? JJ Johnson and Keith Leone returning on the same night….and now they are set to face one another in what promises to be a matchup for the ages….

HE: I have to admit it feels like Christmas just came early….JJ Johnson versus Keith Leone is a match that wrestling fans have called for since I can’t even remember….this really is a fantasy contest…

HA: A fantasy that is set to become a reality….JJ Johnson called out an opponent but I really don’t think he was expecting the return of Keith Leone….this is huge…

HE: This is crazy….look at this stare-down…it is intense…

*The audience are still split as JJ Johnson and Keith Leone continue to stare at one another in the middle of the ring. Leone then backs away and puts his hood back over his head before leaving the ring.

HA: What a way to end this show….we are out of time though I am afraid ladies and gentlemen but be sure to join us in ten days for all the fallout of tonight’s show…

HE: We have to wait ten days….how is that even possible?

*The action quickly goes backstage to where Mr Jones is watching the interaction between Leone and JJ. He switches the TV off and spins around in his chair to face someone who cannot be seen.

Jones: I won’t have Magnusson and Andrews undermine me like this……you know exactly what to do….see to it this sham never happens!

*The show goes off air as Jones’ office door can be heard closing and the co-GM slumps back in his chair.