6CW Anarchy - 3rd May LIVE

6CW Anarchy Tuesday 3rd May

*The fans are Pilling into the Wembley arena as the countdown to 6CW Anarchy kicks off. The camera pans around the filling arena as crew members check last minute things such as technical equipment and the last touches to the ring. The camera continue to circle around picking up a few Celebrity's such as Danielle Lloyd and ex-husband, professional footballer, Jamie O'Hara who is dressed as batman, obviously joining ‘Fathers for Justice’.

Amongst the other celebrities are Tim Peake who is booed loudly as his face is shown on the titantron and then the area explodes as a gentle elderly man flashes on the titantron, It's Claudio Ranieri who is with his 96 year old mother, celebrating Leicester's triumph. Various signs are being displayed also such as "Can she play the didgeridoo" "Where is the chopper? And finally "Alcohol is not cool" The camera then finally finds its way to the 6CW pre-show where Charlotte Grey and the Lloyd brothers are located. The pre-show area is in its similar surroundings of being high tech with a large interactive television set in the middle of the desk, with two televisions hanging on the steel structures circling the pad. Bold red letters of 6CW are marked out on the steel platform that the three find themselves on. Charlotte has her hair neatly presented in a bun and is wearing a striking black dress with a silver necklace. The commentary duo are wearing trademark 6CW suits, black and red with matching red handkerchiefs tucked neatly in the jacket pockets.

Grey warmly smiles into the camera as she welcomes the 6CW world to the pre show.*

CG: Welcome to 6CW Anarchy, Live at Wembley arena for the 6CW Kick - off show! we are literally moments from the main show and fella's... it's been a wild ride so far as we continue to stride towards Night of Glory... It shows no signs of stopping! All you have to do is look at the card tonight and see, what are we in for tonight fellas?

HA: Good evening 6CW world... what are we in for tonight! Well, we could very well be crowning a new world champion! Could you believe it? Plus we have the next round of the TV title decided plus much, much more. I can't call it guys; I mean there is literally so much at stake for so many of these men!

HE: Look, before we carry on... Joshua will break the record. It's not a relevant question in reality. Look, he is the most dominant champion in 6CW history. Max Adamson needs a small miracle to walk away with the gold tonight!

*Charlotte clears her throat as the crowd continue to chant loudly including "Bring back Fanatic" and "Vardy is having a party" she then goes to speak once more.*

CG: So let's discuss the matches in more depth, let's start with James McManus vs Jack Hurst... Obviously these men are on different paths, how do you see this match going?

HE: Jack Hurst must be a little deflated seeing his former tag team partner, Robin Reborn go on and win the Gateway To Glory and confirm himself on the grandest stage of them all, fighting for a world championship. You'd be highly naive to think he wouldn't have a degree of envy. It's all about making statements and tonight is the place to start.

HA: Don't forget, James McManus is a man who knows his way around the ring. Every person you talk to thinks that he has something big here in 6CW. He proved that in 6WF with some massive performances, don’t count him out.

CG: Our UK champion is in action against Brandon Perez tonight too... How big of an opportunity is this for Brandon Perez?

HE: Massive. But c’mon, can he really put himself in the front window for the UK title? Look, I'm not interested in underdog stories. The clear facts are that, Cameron Faith is a world recognised athlete and ever since coming to 6CW, he has been relentless. What chance does Brandon Perez have?

HA: Look, anything can happen in this world. Brandon Perez has a massive opportunity tonight and must grasp it with both hands. Faith can be beaten but it's going to take some and more from Brandon tonight. He needs to gain the momentum heading into Night of Glory, who knows? Maybe challenging for the UK championship?

CG: Now one man has been testing our esteemed general manager as of late... One 6CW legend; Dicey Reilly. What is the man's mind-set?

HA: Dicey Reilly is clearly agitated, why wouldn't you be? He has a tumultuous few weeks and last week was almost the explosion. Jones is a tough man at the best of times, Dicey needs to be careful. Furthermore this new era of 6CW needs legends like Dicey around to continue the progression.

HE: Not a chance, this era is a fresh beginning. Why do you think Jones released the contract details of all of our superstars? Dicey needs to realise that his time is over. He needs to fall in line and respect the fact that times are changing, and this company needs to react to these changes. If Dicey doesn't like it, he will face the consequences such as tonight.

HA: The situation stinks tonight a legend finds himself in. Jones is feeding him to the sharks, you know that partner. It's a handicap match tonight, and Dicey is walking into the lion’s pit. This is only going to get worse.

CG: Obviously we have the draw for the TV title too, the second round...

HA: I'm sticking with Thunder. He showed great character last week to bounce back from a disappointing few weeks.

HE: I can't look past monsters like Cerberus. You stick to your fairy tales, Harold. I look at reality and the reality is that this new era needs champions. Real champions. Not goof balls, it doesn't fit the ethos of the company.

CG: Now a match that I'm most fascinated about is Robin Reborn and Engel Harlequin... Obviously both men riding a wave of momentum at present. How do you see this one panning out?

HA: Incredibly hard to call. Look, Robin Reborn I think deep down knows who he wants to face at Night of Glory. Engel stands in his way tonight, coming off a massive win last week against Anthony Grace. It's too close to call, will Liam Wood react? That’s the question. You can safely assume he will be up to something! Engel will be looking to continue his strong form however.

HE: Robin was highly inconsiderate last week getting involved in Wood's business. This could get nasty, Wood will be looking for retribution and it wouldn't surprise me to see those two tonight somehow coming to blows. I actually agree with my partner, I think Reborn knows who's title he is gunning for and it could very well be the king slayers.

CG: Who could forget! We have the Tag Team titles on the line too! Can I call them Standard Steel?

*Henry and Harold look at Charlotte sharply, she laughs nervously before carrying on speaking.*

CG: Ok! Maybe not! Ha! But Steel and Hill defend their titles against Hokori and Stevens. Now, do you think they have made up?

HE: Absolutely. Don't forget, these guys were on fire earlier in the year. Sure, they aspire for the same goals but at the end of the day, Hokori and Stevens were undoubtedly one of the best teams in the business. Hill and Steel will be very aware of that.

HA: I see a title defended tonight and Hokori and Stevens face more internal questions. I heard in the back that tensions could be eased with a win tonight but in the same position, a loss could have damaging consequences.

CG: Newcomers against the old guard later in the evening too, with the team of O'Callaghan, Scorpion and Conor Anderson going up against Keith Leone, Thunder and Mike Masters... will these brash newcomers overcome the odds?

HE: I'm a massive fan of O'Callaghan, I tell you Charlotte. That kid is a bona fide world champion; it's a case of when not if. We know how good Scorpion is too on his day and Anderson has already made a massive statement. These guys cannot be underestimated.

HA: In the same way, the old guard cannot be underestimated. Keith Leone is really coming into his own since Day of Reckoning, Thunder we have alluded to already and Mike Masters is chasing retribution. I think the newcomers are in for a come back down to earth guys.

HE: It's the new era Harold, get with it!

CG: Aaron Heath and Jimmy Phillips taking on the team of Crime Lord and Cerberus... I think it's safe to say, we know who is in Jones's good books here.

HA: Indeed. Heath and Phillips are allies of Jones and in that respect, they have been literally asked to do the dirty work tonight. Crime Lord will be seething with Jones and the wild card, Cerberus who has no connection with Jones can turn up and cause absolute carnage! It has all the ingredients for a great match.

HE: Phillips and Heath are smart. It might not be the route the purists want to see but it sees them safe. It's clear Jones see's the pair of them as future cogs in the new era of 6CW, Jones has seen Crime Lord fulfil his usefulness and if Cerberus see's common sense, then this is a slam dunk. Next, the big one!

CG: Yes the big one! Joshua defends against Max Adamson, it's main event baby! for the richest prize on the planet, the 6CW World Heavyweight championship!

HA: Max Adamson, what a story this would be. Social media has been buzzing all over these past two weeks, can he save his record? Or will it be claimed by Joshua! Look, I cannot call it. Max Adamson World Champion? You wouldn't bet against it. But, Joshua... guys, he's a monster isn't he? I don't think he cares for records but if he does defend the title tonight... he marks himself into history.

HE: We all love Max Adamson but in the cold light of day, Joshua is the true king of that ring we see below us. These people are intimidated but envious in the fact that they know how good Joshua is, perhaps even intrigued to find out more. Joshua is going to break the record... who will the victim be at Night of Glory? I wonder.

HA: Wouldn't count out Adamson just yet. This isn't his first showdown. He's going to need all that experience, all that tenacity and all that skills that has made him into one of 6CW finest superstars if he is to take the gold off Joshua and preserve his record, it's going to be some fight in London town tonight!

HE: Joshua walks away champion!

CG: When will you guys learn to agree! Oh my days! Anyways, that's it for the 6CW pre-show; this is only the beginning of the new era and revolution of 6CW... You guys better get down to ringside because on the other side of our sponsors, Mountain Dew Sour grapes and Subway, it's 6CW Anarchy.. Thanks to my guests Henry and Harold Lloyd and all eyes on the ring... Gents.

IT'S TIME TO PLAY!

*The pre-show comes to an end with the final scene the camera panning in on a jam packed Wembley arena as the ringside seats begin to fill in anticipation for 6CW anarchy and all the fun and games.*

*The 6CW logo appears on the blank screen, as “Here Comes the Boom” by P.O.D kicks in; the 6CW arena erupts into an explosion of colour as fireworks and pyrotechnics light up the darkness. The London crowd are going crazy as the camera pans around the sold out Wembley arena across the thousands in attendance the voice of Harold Lloyd can be heard

HA: Ladies and Gentleman, good evening and welcome to 6CW Anarchy, we are once again live from Wembley Arena, the home of 6CW! I am Harold Lloyd and as ever I am joined by my brother Henry Lloyd on commentary!

*Henry nods to camera

HA: I hope you enjoyed the pre-show but now the real action begins

HE: What a show we have in store. Night of Glory is getting closer and yet there is still much to decide before we get to that special night

HA: Hopefully tonight may go a long way into telling us who will be the names headlining the biggest night of the year

This is 6CW

Both: AND IT’S TIME TO PLAY!!

*The opening credits roll before the shot returns to the commentary team

HA: We're live, we're loud and we are looking right down the road to Night of Glory here tonight!

HE: There we can always agree, brother, this place is electric right now

*HERE COMES THE MONEY!

HA: NO?!

*The crowd go wild

HE: Not another takeover, Shane?!

*With the fans and everyone else in the arena on edge, Max Adamson shimmies out, laughing his head off.

HE: The disappointment of 6CW does it again!

HA: Well, he is the money-maker around here!

*Adamson plays the Shane McMahon role, saluting the fans and showing his fast feet. He practically skips down the ramp and slides into the ring, collecting a mic and gesturing for the music to stop

MA: Dumber men than me have let dollar dollar bills fall from the roof when they're just this rich!

*F*** YOU TRUMP, F*** YOU TRUMP echoes around the arena

MA: I knew I was a lucky man, but then I looked over those figures and saw...well damn, I may have to start paying for the boys to get to shows!

*MAX IS LOADED x10

MA: All jokes aside...

*Adamson smiles

MA: Wait, no, I don't wanna stop yet. But then, is anyone surprised? I am the best in this place, I beat a World Champ last time out, and I'm about to reclaim my title tonight!

*Huge pop from the crowd.

MA: And then me and Anthony will take the tag titles for good measure. Soon we'll both be underpaid.

*RIOT blasts out of the speakers and the arena erupts into boos as Mr Jones, appears on stage

HE: The boss here to put an end to this circus

*Jones strides down the ramp

MJ: You've spoken enough, Adamson. Get out of my ring!

*Adamson walks towards the ropes, mocking obedience, before laughing and sticking a middle finger up at Jones, to a huge crowd pop

MA: What is it that Dicey was saying?

*F*** JONES! Screams the crowd

MA: That was it! I'm sorry Michael, but you don't have enough money to get me out of here, and frankly I think you could do with me on your screens as much as possible. Don't you think, hmmm?

*Jones hesitates, leaving Adamson to pounce

MA: As I thought...now that match tonight makes even more sense. You need Max Adamson, Max Adamson is the only way you can keep this place. So run along to Charles and do some legal work, or whatever the hell you two idiots do.

*As Jones goes to reply, Revival Mode blasts out from the speakers and quickly walking out is Liam Wood

LW: Oh Max, just shut up. Has it really come to this? Attacking people from behind and then crowing on and on about a win on Anarchy? On Anarchy?! Do you even get PPV matches on your own any more or does Anthony have to bring you out here?

*Wood sneers at Adamson

LW: You got lucky. You won't again. Not tonight, and not if you ever dare cross my path one more time.

*Adamson smiles

MA: Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there, Liam. But then you mentioned PPVs and I remembered all that money I make from my share of the profits. What do you get from them again?

*Wood shakes his head and shouts off mic

MA: I presume you're saying not a dollarydoo at all, Mr Adamson! And you'd be quite correct if you did...

LW: This isn't about money, Adamson.

*Wood pats the title resting on his shoulder

LW: You keep the bills, I've got the gold

MA: Oh, but for how much longer? You can barely take a step without looking over your shoulder for Robin. What are you gonna be like if he actually picks the match at Night of Glory?!

LW: He wouldn't dare

MA: Maybe he'll just leave you to me...

*The pair stand and stare at each other, mouthing off away from the mic, the crowd's noise building with the tension

MJ: Gentlemen, gentlemen. It was a fine match, one we all enjoyed. But just like that night, we have a show to put on, and this is all rather getting in the way.

*Before Jones can lead the show to a break Do or Die screams out of the speakers and the fans go wild

HA: Listen to this place, they are damn excited to see the man who faces one of Jones's champions at Night of Glory

HE: Reborn? Reborn?! What the hell does he want?

*A gold star appears on the big screen with "76 DAYS" in big letters across it. The voice of Robin Reborn speaks over

RR: Oh, Jonesy! Don't you dare be sour! Look at the time you have left and feeeeeeeeeeeeeel the powerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

*The screen's image changes to Robin Reborn wearing a bright blue Booty-O's t-shirt!

RR: 76 days till I take a world title all for myself. And I know you and your boy Liam are thinking..."who?"

MA: Who?

RR: Who, who, who?

*The crowd start a Booty-O's chant and Reborn looks down at his t-shirt

RR: Oh this? Well, I didn't wanna boost your bank balance too much so I thought I’d do my boys a favour.

*Jones seethes at the top of the ramp

MJ: Quit your incessant noise, Reborn! You have a decision to make and I do not take kindly to this ridiculous delay! Pick a title and let us book our Main Event!

*A huge smile spreads across Reborn's face

RR: Oh, I have my pick. I know who I want to face at Night of Glory.

*Reborn looks down, as if trying to look directly at Wood

RR: Don't worry your little boots there, Liam. I'm not picking you

*A huge cheer goes up from the crowd

HA: Do we have an answer here? Is Reborn taking on Joshua at Night of Glory?!

*Jones follows the same path of thought

MJ: So you want to go one-on-one with the monster, the behemoth. You think Robin Reborn can beat Joshua?

RR: Oh I know I can beat Joshua. Buttttttttttttttttttttt

*Reborn raises a finger

RR: You need to slow yourself down a second there.

*He points towards the ring

RR: I pick Max Adamson.

*Jones fumes and shouts up at the screen, muffled yelling picked up by the mic, but the crowd's noise fills the arena

HE: Oh this idiot, he can't be serious?! Adamson isn’t even a champion!

HA: But he might well be at the end of the night

*Reborn continues

RR: I'm confident my boy Max has this covered. And then I think I might make your Gateway to Glory numbers one and two end Night of Glory just like we started the GTG!

*Max nods his head and smiles. Jones turns to Wood for some sort of support at the top of the ramp, but Liam spreads his hands

HA: Liam Wood is telling Jones it's not his problem!

*Wood backs away and to the back, leaving Jones standing at the top of the ramp

MJ: Cut this right now, cut this to commercial and let me try and get these two idiots back to reality! Joshua is the champion, he will still be champion at the end of tonight and there isn't a chance in hell either of you two will have a belt come Night of Glory.!!

*The show cuts to commercial

*Timothy Allen is standing by backstage for another one of his interviews. He readies himself in front of the camera before speaking.

TA: Folks, please can you welcome my guest at this time – James McManus

*McManus strides into shot and barely acknowledges Allen.

TA: James, your loss against Marshal Murdoch last week must have really disappointed you?

*McManus shrugs.

JM: How can I be disappointed over a guy who has to use a handful of tights to win? Marshall knew he didn’t have the talent to beat me, so that’s what he had to do to win.

TA: But surely you would rather be in his position? Into the next round of the TV Title Tournament

*McManus smirks

JM: Yeah but losing that way has just proved to me that whoever does win, doesn’t deserve it. If 6CW was as transparent as they like us to believe then Marshall should have been DQ-ed. The fact is the winner of the TV title didn’t beat James McManus……which means I should be first in line for a title shot.

TA: Really?

JM: Of course. All the better if that guy ends up being Murdoch. He won’t be able to cheat to win a second time.

*Allen raises his eyebrows before continuing.

TA: And your match with Jack Hurst this evening?

JM: A formality……

*McManus nods at the camera before walking out of shot.

*The office door backstage is flung open and in matches Mr Jones. Charles Kramer lifts his head and smiles but Jones clearly doesn't have time for pleasantries

MJ: Was it you?

*Kramer looks puzzled

MJ: You know damn well what I'm talking about, now, was it you?

*Kramer smiles before pausing for a second
CK: What have I to gain from releasing that kind of information, what does anyone have to gain. Think about it Michael?

*Jones shakes his head
MJ: I know how your mind works; you want to show everyone how much you're worth to 6CW

*Kramer stands
CK: And am I not worth what you pay me Michael. Did I not bring Anthony Grace to your door, did I not convince Dean Andrews that you were the right man to take over the running of 6CW when Magnusson had his 'unfortunate' accident. Am I not the link between you and the locker room that you have so perfectly managed to detach yourself from whilst you focused on your pet?

MJ: That is not the discussion we are having, don't change the subject Charles...

CK: But that is the point Michael. We may not see eye to eye on everything, you may not agree with the way I get results but the point is I get results Michael that ultimately benefit you and 6CW

If this was something I had done, I would tell you and I would tell you exactly why I had done it. But the fact of the matter is. I didn't do it and I don't understand what somebody hopes to gain from this

Why would anyone care what you pay your employees and how much people make from the sales of a few t-shirts?

MJ: Don't be so naive Charles. You know what this was about

You know the information they wanted the world to see

*Kramer shrugs his shoulders
CK: That is your problem Michael. I merely presented the business opportunity to you. How you completed that deal was down to you and the consequences of that are yours to live with....

If you want a solution, then I can only give you options

But I don't think it’s information you want to hear

*Jones is staring ahead as the scene fades

Match 1
McManus v Hurst

HA: We’ve got a singles match to start off this edition of Anarchy!

HE: And it pits two men against each other who find themselves rather in limbo as the biggest night in the 6CW calendar, Night of Glory, edges ever closer.

HA: Both men suffered losses in the first round of the TV Title Tournament, Jack Hurst losing out to Thunder while James McManus was defeated by fellow 6WF alumni Marshall Murdoch.

HE: This match represents a real opportunity for both men to put on a show and put down a marker to the powers that be about what they can do if given the chance.
‘Sad But True’ by Metallica starts to play as the opening bars ring out across the arena James McManus stands atop the stage in a hooded jacket. McManus throws the hood down and marches to the ring ignoring the crowd. He rolls into the ring McManus points to the heavens before removing the jacket and backing into his corner to await the bell

HA: I have to say that McManus was impressive against Marshall Murdoch last time out, with Murdoch having to grab the tights to get the victory, a blatant illegal move that went un-noticed.

HE: It got the job done Harold, that is all that matters. McManus would have done the exact same thing given the opportunity.

“Prince Charming” blares out over the speakers and the crowd give a mixed reaction as Jack Hurst walks out onto the stage, followed closely by Kelsey Callihan. Hurst bows to the crowd on the left hand side of the stage as Kelsey stands applauding her man. Hurst walks across to the other side of the stage to bow before walking down the ramp to the ring, with Kelsey smiling behind him.

HE: He might have lost out to Thunder, but at least Hurst is walking around with Kelsey on his arm.

HA: Considering some of the tactics Hurst used against Thunder, I think it’s fair to say she’s already having an impact on him.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

McManus and Hurst circle the ring, eventually locking-up. Hurst applies a side headlock on McManus, who quickly attempts to counter with a belly to back suplex. Hurst lands on his feet behind McManus, who turns around and Hurst hits a low dropkick to the knee. Cameron then bounces off the ropes, connecting with a swinging neckbreaker. Cover.

HA: I expect this will be a very technical affair between two excellent mat wrestlers.

Ref: 1…………….2……….Kick out!

McManus powers out, both men roll to their feet. Hurst puts McManus into an armbar, but the former 6WF man draws Hurst in before throwing him down into the mat with a Northern Lights suplex. McManus bridges over into the pin.

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

Hurst gets the shoulder up early, but McManus quickly hits a vicious football kick to the gut to stop Hurst getting to his feet. This allows McManus to control the pace of the match, applying a side headlock. He brings Hurst up to his feet before throwing him back down to the mat and keeping the hold applied.

The former Red Arrow fights up to his feet, he then whips McManus into the ropes, Hurst stands in the middle of the ring as McManus rebounds off the ropes. McManus returns to the middle of the ring and takes Hurst down with a huge clothesline. McManus quickly covers

HE: McManus certainly getting the better of the early exchanges here.

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

Hurst takes longer to kick out. McManus locks in an armbar hold, he lifts up Hurst and hits a 2nd clothesline. He then releases the armbar, allowing Hurst up before kicking him in the stomach. He lifts Jack Hurst onto his shoulders, before driving him down with a short powerbomb, pressing the legs forward into a pin attempt.

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

James McManus hauls up Jack Hurst, lifting him onto his shoulders in a powerslam position.

HA: And here’s Kelsey for the first time in the match-up!

Callihan climbs onto the apron, McManus glares at her, allowing Hurst time to free himself from the powerslam position. He then runs the ropes, and McManus turns around straight into a running knee to the head. Cover.

Ref: 1……………..2……….Kick out!

Hurst gets to his feet, he boots down on the head and body of McManus before eventually dragging him to his feet. The former tag champion drives a knee up into the stomach and then follows that with a series of clubbing blows across the back.

He lifts McManus into the air, taking him down to the canvas with a suplex. Hurst keeps the hold applied, bringing McManus to a vertical base and this time hitting a suplex into a body slam. Cover.

Ref: 1……………..2……….Kick out!

McManus gets the shoulder up. Jack Hurst applies an armbar, lifting McManus up to his feet before launching him towards the corner. Hurst then sprints in, nailing a big dropkick. McManus collapses forward out of the corner as Hurst climbs to the top rope. The former 6WF star stumbles to his feet and walks straight into a flying clothesline from Hurst. He hooks the leg as Kelsey applauds from the outside.

HE: Hurst dominating now.

HA: Only after an assist from Kelsey though Henry.

Ref: 1……………….2………….Kick out!

McManus forces the shoulder up off the canvas. Hurst locks in a sleeper hold, slowly lifting McManus up to his feet. He then pulls him down into a backbreaker, then popping back up to his feet and hitting a reverse DDT. Cover.

Ref: 1…………..……2……………..Kick out!

Jack Hurst hauls McManus to his feet, he goes for a kick to the stomach but McManus grabs it. Before Hurst can hit the Enzaguri, McManus takes his legs away with a Judo-like leg-sweep.

Hurst stumbles to his feet; McManus hits a kick to the stomach and follows that with a suplex. He keeps the grip applied, dragging Hurst to his feet nailing a 2nd suplex. Hurst is dragged to his feet and McManus hits the third suplex, bridging into the cover.

Ref: 1……………….2………….Kick out!
James McManus slowly gets to his feet, he allows Hurst up before hitting a boot to the stomach. He follows that with a number of knees before lifting him onto his shoulders and successfully delivering the running powerslam on this occasion. He covers.

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

Hurst gets the shoulder up, James McManus lifts him to his feet and then Irish whips him into the ropes. He nails a spinebuster on the rebound. McManus then bounces off the ropes as Hurst stirs...

HA: Knee trembler!

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

Jack Hurst again gets the shoulder up. McManus lifts him to his feet; he slings Hurst over his shoulders…

HE: River Wensum plunge connects!

Ref: 1………………….2…………….....Kick out!

McManus is stood over Hurst impatiently, waiting for him to rise, when once again Kelsey tries to join the fray. McManus marches forward and after the incident on Anarchy, Kelsey steps down from the apron..

HA: Avoiding a repeat of the bull-hammer elbow she took from Thunder last time out.

McManus turns around; he picks up Hurst who pokes him in the eye. McManus is temporarily blinded, Hurst, leaps into the air and nails an enzaguri kick. Cover.
Ref; 1………..........2……………Kick out!

Hurst drags up McManus, and then nails the Charm Offensive punching combination that sends the former 6WF man into the ropes. After the left-hand, McManus staggers into the path of Hurst who hits a scoop slam. He goes up top…

HE: Moonsault!

Ref: 1…………………2………………Kick out!

McManus gets the shoulder up. Jack Hurst lifts him up and slings McManus over his shoulders, setting up for the Washboard stomach. McManus manages to free himself with elbows to the head, before booting Hurst in the gut himself…

HA: MK ULTRA!

Ref: 1………………………………2…………………………………….3!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HE: McManus gets the win here tonight!

HA: A fantastic way to start off Anarchy this evening, a real back and forth contest between these two outstanding wrestlers.

HE: Kelsey Callihan tried her best but Hurst just couldn’t get over the line, a recurring theme in recent weeks it has to be said.

HA: Clearly, he is finding the transition from tag matches to singles competition slightly more difficult than his former partner Robin Reborn.

*McManus celebrates in the ring as Kelsey watches on from the outside, clearly deep in thought as Hurst begins to stir, clutching at the back of his head ruefully.

*Cameron Faith is walking backstage when he is approached by Timothy Allen and a film crew.

TA: You are a tough guy to get hold of.

*Faith suddenly pushes Allen up against the wall.

CF: Why do you think I want to talk to you anyway?

*Allen struggles to answer. Faith releases his grip and glares at Allen.

CF: Unless you are here to tell me that my entrance music has been sorted out, I have no time for your hunt for soundbites! We clear?

TA: I guess they have sorted it but it isn’t my area of expertise……..

CF: And what exactly is?!

*Allen struggles to answer again, which forces Faith to grab his microphone and stare into the camera.

CF: I hope everyone is paying attention this week, because someone is really forgetting just who I am! The HERE AND NOW is not only a champion but the FUTURE of this company. Heard of the phrase, “the best there is, the best there was and the best there ever will be”?! Well that’s Cameron Faith all over! That means I shouldn’t have to deal with Brandon Perez every week! The guy isn’t fit to tie my boots!

*He glares at Allen.

CF: There is your soundbite. Now act on it!

*Faith thrusts the microphone into Allen’s chest before striding off.

*The camera cuts to a corridor near the entrance of the arena and the fans go mad as Dicey Reilly strolls into shot in torn jeans and t-shirt and a beaten up bag slung over his shoulder.

Dicey looks ready for action but is stopped in his tracks by Charlotte Grey.

Charlotte : Dicey, are you ready for what could be the fight of your life tonight, having to face off against Marshall Murdoch and Cassius Zhi in a handicap match, in what can only be described as a punishment from Mr. Jones for boycotting the 6CW TV Title tournament two weeks ago?

*Dicey smirks and throws his bag down to the floor. He takes out some stained bandages and begins wrapping his hands as he answers Charlotte.

Dicey: Punishment? Ah come on, Charlotte. This isn’t punishment… this is fun!

*Charlotte looks bemused as Dicey continues to wrap up and talk with a confident smile

Dicey: It’s fun because tonight is where Jones is really going to have to start facing up to the harsh reality that he can throw whatever the hell he wants at me, I’m not going to back down from a fight, ANY FIGHT, and I’m not going to lose that damn fight either… not when I’ve got something so worth fighting for!

And it’s fun because you bet you it’s a handicap match, Charlotte... But it’s not going to be 2 vs 1…

It’s 2 vs 12,501 out there tonight!

Fans: YEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! 6-C-DUB! 6-C-DUB! 6-C-DUB!

Dicey: So if Jones’ is so scared of the lengths I’ll go to to win the 6CW Xtreme Title that he has to shut down the whole division, then I recommend he had better shut down every fuc*ing camera in this arena before the world sees what I do when this company I love is on the line!

Fans: DI-CEY REI-LLY! DI-CEY REI-LLY! DI-CEY REI-LLY!

*Charlotte uncontrollably smiles at Dicey, thrilled by his passion. Dicey finishes wrapping his hands, throws some punches into each hand and looks into the camera with a cocksure glint in his eye.

Dicey: I’ve seen this place run into the ground before Charlotte, and I’m not going to let a profiteering assho*e and a bunch of meathead hanger-onners do it again. And Marshall Murdoch and Cassius Zhi are just that… they made careers out of leeching off Hero and that ginger slu* girlfriend of his… but they’re not going to bleed 6CW dry too, no matter what fuc*ing violent threats they throw out at me. Look at me will you, Charlotte…

*Dicey looks at Charlotte, pointing at his weather-beaten face and well-worn fists

Dicey: … Not only have I heard it all before, but fuc* I’ve had it all done to me before. And I’ve done a lot worse back. So Cassius can go right ahead and kick a hole in my damn head like he said he would, all he’ll see is a man who bleeds 6CW, and I’ve probably got the damn letters stamped through me like Blackpool rock.

And when you’re true 6CW like that… you’re as hard as the fuc*ing stuff too!

Fans: YEEEAAHHHHHH! 6-C-DUB! 6-C-DUB! 6-C-DUB!

Dicey: So let’s get out there and let’s fight already.

I’ll take two opponents any time, Charlotte… I’ll make two badly beaten losers out of these ones tonight… throwing these two fingers up at Jones as I do so…

*Dicey flashes a V sign at the camera, eliciting a massive cheer from the crowd

Dicey: … and screaming just TWO WORDS, Charlotte!

Fans: FUC* JONES!

*Dicey laughs to himself, throws his bag over his shoulder, and leaves the shot with Charlotte looking impressed.

Match 2
Faith v Perez

HA: Up next we have a contest between Cameron Faith and Brandon Perez, two competitors who unfortunately fell at the first hurdle of the TV title tournament last week, to Keith Leone and Cassius Zhi respectively.

HE: Both put up valiant efforts, but came up just short.

HA: Faith will be looking to get back into form, the 6CW UK Champion was in a particularly foul mood this week when he found out he'd be facing Perez, so I expect to see him turn in a good performance tonight.

HE: Well he should be in a foul mood, Cameron Faith is a superstar in this company, and Brandon Perez is a failed pornstar who seems more interested in flaunting his junk and browsing Tinder than wrestling!

HA: There can be no doubting Perez has lost his mojo a bit in recent weeks, let’s see if he's a little more focused tonight...

The lights in the arena turn a soft pink as “Smooth” by Santana begins to play. The crowd cheer as Brandon Perez confidently swaggers out onto the stage, flanked by members of his adoring entourage. He takes a sip of a cocktail that one of his entourage passes him then sways his hips at the crowd, eliciting a scream from the ladies. Perez gives a few ladies in the crowd a peck on the cheek and enters the ring

HA: Seems like Brandon Perez is in a confident mood tonight

HE: Must be horny Harold! Can't have had many swipe rights from the ladies on his Tinder recently

HA: ....you know far too much about this Tinder Henry....

HE: bro how do you think I ever get lai....

Lloyd is cut off as "I fought the law" blares out through the speakers and the crowd descend into boos as the 6CW UK Champion strolls out onto the stage, the title belt resting on his shoulders. Faith walks down the ramp slowly, smirking as he rolls the title into the ring first before following himself.

HA: Thank god the Tinder talk is over, Faith looks in belligerent mood tonight, not one to be messed with

HE: Why would he deny the folks at home the chance to hear about my love life?

HA: Would you just get on with commentating on the match already....

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Perez goes in for the lock-up but Faith ducks under it, he grabs Perez by the head and turns him around, before firing in some stiff forearms to the face that back Perez into the ropes. Faith pulls Perez down across the top rope throat, leaving him resting over there before stepping onto the ring apron, then running along and hitting a boot to the head. Perez falls to the middle of the ring, Faith senton over the top rope and down onto Perez. He covers.

1......kick out!

HA: A confident start by Faith, but a quick kick out by Perez

HE: Perez kicked out with such authority; the testosterone must be pulsing through him tonight!

Faith looks to elbow drop Perez on the mat, but Perez spritely rolls away from the incoming elbow and greets the rising Faith with a snap kick to the offending elbow. Faith momentarily nurses the elbow but Perez is on to him, aggressively whipping his opponent by the same arm into the ropes then taking him over with an armdrag. Perez lifts Faith to his feet and then into the air, before hitting a face-first suplex. Faith staggers up to his feet, he runs towards Perez who bounces off the ropes and nails Faith with a huge clothesline. He makes the cover.

1.....2....kick out!

HA: A quality counter by Perez, as he finds himself on top in this match. Will we now see the technician go to work?

HE: There can be no doubting Perez's technical work in the ring

Perez hits Faith with a DDT. Perez pounces on Faith and locks in an inverted armbar, like a Boston crab applied to the arm, bending it backwards.

HA: We saw Perez apply a similar strategy against McManus recently, looking to hurt that arm

HE: Will it work for the tinder tyrant tonight?

Faith crawls towards the ropes, and manages to get there. Perez applies the hold and breaks before the referee disqualifies him.

HA: Perez is annoyed he didn't pick up the submission there

Faith crawls under the ropes and to the outside where Perez follows him. Perez hits Faith with a couple of blows over the head, as Faith stumbles towards the ringpost where Perez grabs Faith's arm, and smashes it into the metal post repeatedly.

HA: This is good work from Perez...but what is he doing now?

Perez goes underneath the ring, and grabs a selfie stick and gets one of the ladies at ringside to put their phone into it and take a photo with Perez

HE: He needs to concentrate on the match!

Just as Perez goes round to give the lady a kiss on the cheek, Faith comes from behind with a clothesline, causing the stick to go flying and Perez to crumple to the floor. Faith picks Perez up, and chucks him back into the ring. As Perez lays in pain in the ring, Faith picks up the selfie stick and phone and lobs it into the steel steps, laughing at the lady at ringside as he renters the ring

HA: Stupidity from Perez, has allowed Faith to gain control of this match, and seemingly destroy that poor ladies’ phone!

Faith hauls up Perez, he drops a number of knees down into the right arm of his opponent before lifting him to his feet. He connects with a suplex, keeping the hold applied and rolling to his feet, connecting with a 2nd suplex. Faith gets up and puts Perez into another suplex position, but then drills him to the mat with a Brainbuster.

1....2.......kick out!

HE: Great moves by Faith, the more savvy superstar on top here

Perez drives the shoulder up; Faith lifts him to his feet and connects with a backbreaker. He then attempts a neckbreaker but Perez blocks; he spins out and then hits a neckbreaker of his own. Cover.

1...2........kick out!

HA: Lovely counter by Perez, can he take advantage of a downed Faith this time?

Before Faith is able to recover to his feet, Perez lifts him up onto his shoulders

HA: LOOKING FOR THE F.A.C!

Perez hits the F.A.C on Faith....

HA: What is Perez doing? Why are you not going to pin him?

Perez bizarrely exits the ring to go see the lady, whose phone was destroyed earlier, Faith all the time lying flat out in the ring.

HE: Get back in the ring you idiot, win the goddamn match!

Perez consoles the lady, gives her a kiss and keeps his eyes locked on her as he renters the ring, he then leans over the ropes making a rude gesture as Faith comes up from behind and goes for a roll up with his feet on the second rope to the referees blind view...

1.......2.........3!

Ding ding ding!

HA: Cameron Faith gets the win!

HE: What a sly, clever move from Faith who takes advantage of Brandon Perez's stupidity to gain a victory, as he looks to build some momentum towards Night of Glory.

Faith exits the ring and heads up the ramp with his arms aloft laughing, as Perez sits in the ring looking forlorn

HA: Perez really needs to decide what he wants to concentrate more on here in 6CW, the girls at ringside or winning wrestling matches

HE: If he carries on like he is, he's going to struggle to find a place in 6CW's future

HA: Spot on Henry, a real crossroads for Perez's fledgling career.

*Anthony Grace is signing autographs backstage

Fan1: Where's Max Anthony?

Fan2: Probably counting his cash.

*Grace smiles politely
AG: Max has a very important match coming up later. I'm sure you understand why he is focused completely on ending the tyranny that we have witnessed under the reign of Joshua and Mr Jones...

??: Don't bite the hand that feeds you Anthony

*Grace turns and Charles Kramer walks into view

*Grace smiles through gritted teeth
AG: Charles a pleasure as ever...

*Kramer places a hand on Graces shoulder
CK: Walk with me?

*Grace nods and returns the pen and autograph book to a young fan and the pair turn down the corridor. Once out of view Grace spins to face Kramer but is careful to keep his voice down

AG: We don't do this anymore Charles. I have not asked for consultancy?

*Kramer smiles
CK: From what I've seen I doubt you can afford me. How are early sales of your fashion label going?

I hope it is more successful than the energy drink you added your name to or the gym company or what was the other one?

*Grace remains silent

CK: Ah yes the toasted sandwich makers

*Kramer laughs
CK: You're right Anthony. Things have panned out perfectly since we parted

*Grace reacts uncharacteristically and raises his voice

AG: Are you trying to provoke a reaction Charles. Do you want me to remind you of the lifestyle I provided for you as we travelled around the world

CK: How the mighty have fallen

AG: What's that supposed to mean?

*Kramer looks Grace up and down
CK: Once upon a time you had drive, you had desire to be the best, but now?

AG: Now, what?

CK: Now you pedal cheap T-shirts and play lackey to Max Adamson

*Kramer shakes his head and starts to walk away before he turns back to Grace
CK: You used to BELIEVE.....

*Tim Allen stands backstage with a dejected Brandon Perez

TA: Another loss Brandon, this must be hard to take?

BP: I guess I'm just leaving all my bang on the bus...

*He winks at Allen, but there's a real lifelessness in the joke and Perez sighs as he gets little to no reaction

"Baby, sometimes you need a woman who can tire you out but still leave you ready for more"

*Perez turns and the camera follows his gaze. There stands Kelsey

BP: Miss Callihan, have I told you how big a fan I am?

KC: He he, I've seen your work Brandon; you're not as big a fan as I've had before.

BP: But you'll know I'm damn good

*Kelsey giggles again and Brandon finds his rhythm once more.

KC: Run along now, Timothy, time for grown up talk.

*Allen goes to reply but can't seem to find the right words, not soon enough to stop Kelsey skipping away anyway. Brandon follows her

KC: Jacky told me to say hello. He says he's got an idea you might like.

BP: I don't really do the male male female stuff, baby, he'd cramp my style.

*Kelsey stops skipping, knocks on a door beside her and out comes Jack Hurst.

JH: Ahhh yes, Brandon. Do come in, I want to tell you a little story about how I saved the career of one wayward soul, and how I would like to do the same again...

*Kelsey winks at Brandon and skips in. Perez delays a second then follows anyway, Hurst shutting the door behind them.

HA: Welcome back to Anarchy, where we have a handicap match up next for you.

HE: A genius idea from Mr Jones, who is looking to squash any and all insubordination, starting with Dicey Reilly tonight.

HA: How dare Reilly stand up to Jones hey Henry? Someone had to, and Dicey has once again stepped up for this company.

HE: He's an ungrateful son of a bitch, he's lucky Jones let him keep his job after that vulgar chanting he led last week.

HA: For someone who you are so keen to praise, Jones sure does have a lot of critics.

HE: These idiots hate people who succeed, which is why they can't stand Reilly's opponents tonight, Cassius Zhi and Marshall Murdoch.

Green strobe lifting effects flash about and illuminate the entrance walkway as "Papercut" blares out through the speakers and Marshall Murdoch walks out to the stage. He kneels on the entrance ramp with his arms outstretched in a 'cross' formation before standing up after punching the air. Murdoch then paces down the ramp, and slides into the ring.

"They Say" hits A crimson red mist surrounds the stage and golden spotlights scan the arena – creating the effect of the whole arena glowing with the colours of China. Cassius takes his time to walk to the ring – silently surveying the crowd. He enters the ring and nods at Murdoch.

HE: What a combination these two are, we've see them team together already since arriving here in 6CW and they caused some serious damage on that occassion.

HA: I just can't believe they've resorted to doing Jones' dirty work for him.

HE: They'll do what they need to get far in this company, there is nothing wrong with that.

"Born to fight" roars around the arena and the crowd erupt into huge cheers as Dicey Reilly marches out onto the stage, looking intensely down towards the ring. He then bursts into a grin as the crowd chant a "F*ck Jones" chant. Reilly paces down to the ring, and then climbs through the middle rope into the ring.

HE: There they are with that chanting, absolutely disgraceful, such blatant disrespect.

HA: Jones has earned that reception, he's let corruption and thuggery take over this place, in fact he is the one who implemented it!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Dicey Reilly stands in the corner, leaning against the turnbuckles, glaring across at Marshall Murdoch and Cassius Zhi. The two look back across at Reilly and then begin discussing who should start the match off for their team. The frustration in Reilly is clearly growing as the discussion continues, the crowd then pop as Dicey storms out of the corner across the ring.

HA: Dicey’s had enough of waiting, he wants a fight!

Reilly turns Zhi around and smashes a couple of big right hands into the face of Cassius, who falls back into the corner.. Murdoch grabs Reilly by the shoulder, turning him around, only for Dicey to hit him with a headbutt and then quickly follow that with a knee to the stomach. He grabs Murdoch by the head, and throws him out over the top rope.

HA: Reilly evening the playing field.

HE: For the moment anyway Harold, there’s no way he’ll be able to keep this kind of pace up.

Cassius is shown walking out of the corner slowly as Reilly turns around, the 6CW legend greets Zhi with an inverted atomic drop and Cassius falls back into the corner. Reilly then proceeds to beat away on Zhi with a flurry of punches to the body and head of the former 6WF man. Reilly eventually relents, Zhi stumbles forward and Dicey plants him with a double arm DDT. He covers.

Ref: 1………………2………..Kick out!

Zhi powers the shoulder up, Dicey goes straight onto the attack, clambering onto him and driving headbutts down into the face of Zhi who tries desperately to shield himself. Reilly rolls away, gets to his feet and shakes his head with a smirk, before hauling up Zhi. He lifts him onto his shoulders, running to the ropes and dropping Cassius down abdomen first across the top rope.

Dicey steps onto the ring apron, he then runs along and hits a vicious kick to the face of Zhi who topples back off the ropes down to the canvas. Reilly hooks the leg.

Ref: 1……………….2………..Kick out!

Dicey climbs to his feet, and then drops a series of knees down into the face of Cassius. He then allows Zhi to his feet, where he hits a boot to the stomach. Zhi lurches forward, and Reilly again goes on the attack, driving knees into the face. Dicey then lifts Cassius onto his shoulders…

HA: Powerbomb! Dicey dominating Zhi like no-one else has since he arrived here in 6CW.

Ref: 1…………………2……………Kick out!

Zhi forces the shoulder up. Dicey drags him to his feet, hitting more punches to the head of Cassius and then lifting Zhi into the air, dropping him down with a suplex. He keeps the hold applied, bringing Cassius back up but this time converting the move into a backbreaker. Cover.

Ref: 1………………..2………………Murdoch breaks the pin!

HE: And there’s the numbers game coming into play!

Marshall rolls in from the outside, and breaks the pinfall with a double axe handle to the back of the head. He hits a couple of stiff elbows to the back of the head before he is forced away from Reilly and to the ring apron by the referee.

HA: Murdoch has just totally changed the complexion of this match.

Cassius slowly gets to his feet, he sees Reilly beginning to stir and smirks. He drives roundhouse kicks into the chest of Reilly as he sits up, before running off the ropes and connecting with a big knee to the face. He covers.

Ref: 1……………..2………….Kick out!

Dicey gets the shoulder up. Cassius locks in a rear-naked choke hold on Reilly, wrenching back on the neck of Dicey Reilly. Eventually he hauls him to his feet and connects with a backbreaker on Reilly. Cassius then bounces off the ropes, flattening Reilly with a big forearm smash. He hooks the leg.

Ref: 1………………….2……………..Kick out!

Cassius rolls to his feet, he drives a series of elbows down into the head and chest of Dicey. He then gets to his feet, dragging Reilly by the legs to the corner where the tag is made to Marshall Murdoch. He dives down off the top rope, hitting a leg drop.

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

HA: This is exactly the situation Reilly didn't want to find himself in, totally isolated against two very dangerous competitors.

Marshall drags up Reilly, he then fires in a number of stiff forearm smashes to the chin that back Reilly into the corner. Murdoch follows that up with a number of quick roundhouse kicks to the abdomen before then stepping back. Reilly stumbles forward and Murdoch bounces off the ropes, hitting a bulldog. Cover.

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

Murdoch finally looks to slow things down, driving knees down into the back before applying a seated rear waistlock. He hauls Reilly up to his feet, and then drives him into the mat with a pumphandle slam. Reilly sits up, Murdoch hits a dropkick to the face. He makes the cover.

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

Reilly kicks out. Marshall applies a side headlock on Reilly before throwing him into the corner. Murdoch then makes the tag to Cassius Zhi. Cassius steps in, he looks Reilly up and down with a smirk before hitting a spinning shoot kick to the stomach. He follows that up by placing a boot against the throat of Reilly, breaking just before the 5 count. Zhi holds his hand up in mock innocence, before leaping into the air and connecting with an enzaguri kick. Cover.

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

Zhi takes a few steps back, waiting for Reilly to rise before running in and taking him down with an elbow smash. Reilly rolls up, and Cassius fires in a number of short elbows into the face of the fan favourite. Reilly falls into the ropes, Zhi whips him across the ring and connects with a belly to belly suplex into a pin.

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

HA: Reilly being dominated by these two mercenaries that Jones has employed to do his bidding.

HE: I don't think these two do anyone's bidding Harold, they've had enough of that, they will just do what is right for their career.

Cassius gets to his feet, he smiles as Reilly begins to sit up. He nails a series of sharp roundhouse kicks up into the abdomen of Reilly, ala Daniel Bryan, and then follows that with a huge kick to the head. Cover.

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

Reilly kicks out, Zhi walks to the corner and is happy to tag out. Marshall Murdoch steps into the ring, he drags up Reilly and grabs him by the leg, before throwing him out across the ring with an exploder suplex. Reilly stumbles up and is flattened by another roundhouse kick.

Murdoch gets up to his feet, he allows Reilly to his feet before scooping him onto his shoulders for the Texan slam, only for Reilly to manufacture his way into a sunset flip pin. He covers.

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

The pair roll up simultaneously, Marshall throws a punch which Reilly manages to block, he then fires in a number of big punches of his own that back Murdoch into the ropes. Reilly launches him out across the ring, nailing a leaping clothesline on the rebound!

HA: Both men down!

HE: Yes but you're forgetting that Reilly has no-one to tag, there's an out for Murdoch.

The crowd erupt into cheers as Reilly is the first man to his feet, he then runs to the corner and sends Zhi flying off the apron and into the railings with a big forearm smash.

Reilly spins around in the corner to see Murdoch running at him, Dicey intuitively counters with a flapjack down into the top turnbuckle. Murdoch's head bounces off the turnbuckle, Reilly grabs him by the waist and connects with a German suplex, bridging over into the pin.

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

Marshall drives the shoulder up. Reilly gets to his feet, and attacks Murdoch with stomps down into the head. He allows Murdoch to his feet, hitting a conventional atomic drop on this occassion, before running the ropes to hit a swinging neckbreaker. Cover.

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

Dicey drags Marshall to his feet, where he clubs away at him with big right-handed punches. He then launches Murdoch out across the ring, hitting a big boot on the rebound. Marshall stumbles up, Reilly boots him in the gut and then nails a hanging brainbuster! Cover.

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

HA: What a tremendous show of fight from Reilly in the face of adversity!

Reilly stands impatiently over Marshall, who slowly stirs. Dicey lifts Murdoch onto his shoulders, running to the corner and nailing a powerbomb into the turnbuckles. Marshall slumps down, Dicey runs the ropes...

HE: HANGOVER CURE!

HA: The big knee connects! Surely he isn't going to win this?!

Ref: 1........................2...............................Zhi breaks the pin!

HE: Zhi with the save, just in time!

Reilly gets to his feet angrily but Zhi catches him off guard with a big roundhouse kick to the temple, which knocks Reilly down to the mat. Zhi helps up Murdoch, the duo boot down on him on the canvas as the crowd boo louly.

They drag Reilly to the corner, where the referee orders Zhi out of the ring. He smirks and nods, as he stands on the outside while Murdoch drives Reilly's head down into the top turnbuckle. Zhi is again smirking as Marshall nonchalantly tags him back in.

Zhi continues where Murdoch left off, pummeling down on the head of Dicey. He follows this with succession of roundhouse kicks to the abdomen, before once again tagging Murdoch.

Cassius takes a few methodical steps back, Marshall Irish whips Reilly out of the corner...

HA: SHOCKWAVE!

HE: That's it! This one is over!

HA: God damn it, Reilly's out of it, why the hell are they doing this? Just cover him.

HE: This is sending a message Harold!

Cassius lifts up Reilly, who can barely stand, and shoves him into the path of Murdoch who nails the Marshall Law kick. Cover.

Ref: 1................................2............................................3!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: Well, I hope Jones is happy with what he just sanctioned tonight, and I hope he was sat up and took notice of the fight Reilly showed tonight.

HE: Oh I'm sure he's very happy with what he just sanctioned. Dicey will have learned his lesson, that drunkard SOB will be begging for a place in the TV Title tournament now.

HA: I don't think Dicey has ever begged and I don't see him starting now. He's been there, done it and seen guys like Jones fall before, he's often been the guy leading the fight and this time around it's no different.

HE: I think that Reilly may just have met his match this time Harold.

*Charlotte Grey is backstage and looking uncomfortable. The film crew are staring around themselves as well. Suddenly Engel Harlequin comes into shot. Engel laughs when he spots her and heads directly for the interviewer.

EH: My dear, a pleasure again and this time it is I who have interrupted you when you don’t seem to be ready.

CG: We were ready, but maybe a bit wary.

EH: Wary? Of me? How troublesome! Have my words struck a nerve and caused you to lose yours?

*Engel laughs but then his face quickly changes.

EH: Let us begin! Updates are needed! Much was said!

*Charlotte sighs and begins the interview.

CG: Engel, we have heard quite clearly your opinions about the match with Robin Reborn this week. I wish to touch upon one thing you said to me……

*Engel looks impatient.

EH: Yes go on, go on! What part of the party do you wish to remember?

CG: The part where you talked about Night of Glory being your night?

*Engel thinks for a moment and then smiles.

EH: Ah yes, people must have hated that! The well run plans of 6CW, thwarted in one deft blow by a man they tried to keep off the front page. Robin the chosen one, humbly invited to MY show. Irony is a wonderful thing!

*Engel laughs again and then stops. He motions agitatedly for Grey to continue.

CG: But surely headlining Night of Glory as Robin Reborn will do, proves that he is the man to talk about in the upcoming weeks towards the PPV? You may not even be on the card, whereas Reborn is guaranteed his place.

*Engel looks into the camera and back at Grey, if not computing what she had said.

EH: Why say such things? Why ruin it?!

*Grey goes to speak but Engel cuts in.

EH: It is perfectly simple! I know for a fact that Robin is over the moon with facing the guy that will be headlining Night of Glory. That’s me by the way………

*Grey again goes to speak but Engel is having none of it.

EH: The show is built around the showman and not the performing animals! It is quite clear who needs to be headlining. They will come to their senses soon enough!

*Engel laughs loudly and strides out of shot, leaving Grey alone with the crew.

*Backstage in Hokori's dressing room. Charles Kramer is stood talking to an angry Hokori *

CK: I share your concerns Hokori; tensions have been high in recent weeks. That coupled with the fact that you are no longer tag team champions...

*Hokori interrupts Kramer *

HK: IT WASN'T MY FAULT! Things haven't been right between us for a very very long time. I don't know if me and Austin are on the same page. All he does is blame me for the poor performance.

*Kramer shakes his head in dismay *

CK: GET YOURELF TOGETHER MAN! The only reason you have this title shot is because of a contractual obligation to give you a rematch. Show me, show Michael Jones...show the world that you are going to take advantage of this opportunity, that you and Austin Stevens are the GREATEST tag team in this company. That you were pushed for a reason!

*Hokori nods his head in agreement *

HK: You know what Kramer, me and Austin always have conversations about you, and not all of them have been completely behind you being the man helping run this place...but your right. I totally agree. Me and Austin need to put behind our differences and reclaim our tag titles, and go back to being top of the mountain.

*Kramer smiles a cunning smile *

CK: See, I knew you would see sense...now let’s put all this behind us and focus on the task at hand, which is defeating Standard Steel for YOUR tag team titles.

*Kramer extends his hand to shake which Hokori takes him up on *

CK...And remember Hokori...The bigger picture...

*As Kramer speaks, Austin Stevens walks into Hokori's locker room *

AS: WHAT!?!? I KNEW IT HOKORI YOU SNAKE. I WAS JUST COMING TO TALK ABOUT OUR MATCH TONIGHT AND YOU’RE ALREADY PREPARING TO DOUBLE CROSS ME. F**CK.

*Hokori looks at his tag team partner in shock as Austin looks at Kramer with disdain *

HK: Listen, Charles was just in here talking...

*Kramer interrupts to Austin’s disgust *

CK: It’s okay Hokori, I can speak for myself...

*Austin gets in Kramer’s face. *

AS: YOU’RE QUITE THE TALKER. BUT I HAVE DONE WITH WORDS! HOKORI, YOU BETTER BE READY FOR OUR MATCH TONIGHT. GET YOUR PIECE OF CRAP A** OUTTA HERE KRAMER. THE BIGGER PICTURE IS ME WINNING OUR TAG TEAM TITLES BACK FROM THEM A**HOLES.

*Austin Stevens turns around and walks out angrily as Hokori shouts after him. A concerned Kramer shakes his head as he leaves the room *

HA: More singles action now here on Anarchy, and it sees the winner of the Gateway to Glory match in action.

HE: Robin Reborn is still yet to announce which world title he is going to fight for at Night of Glory, the 6CW or EWF Belt. And he will certainly have one eye on this evening's Main Event, which sees Max Adamson challenge Joshua for the 6CW Title.

HA: But he certainly can't afford to look beyond this next match, as he finds himself up against the unpredictable, unconventional Engel Harlequin.

HE: Harlequin is an opponent who will cause plenty of problems for Reborn tonight if he's not on the top of the game.

“Stronger” blares out as the fans erupt into cheers and smoke pours out onto the stage. After a few moments, Robin Reborn leaps through the smoke, before landing in a forward role, leading to louder cheers from the fans. Reborn then jogs down to the ring, tagging fans hands as he goes, before sliding in under the bottom rope. Reborn then paces around the ring, looking out at the fans before turning to face the ramp.

HA: Reborn will undoubtedly be the fans favourite, whichever title belt he pursues at Night of Glory.

HE: That means absolutely nothing Henry, he needs to show that he has the ability to perform on the big stage, in the high pressure moments, these fans can't help you then.

HA: I think they helped him when he won the Gateway to Glory match after entering at the start of the match, quite a high pressure moment and big stage I'd say.

The lights go out in the arena, a spotlight shines on the stage as the familiar carnival music kicks in as Engel Harlequin walks out into the spotlight. The spotlight follows Engel down the ramp, he walks around the ring, his trademark demented grin etched across the face.

HA: Engel scored a huge win on the last Anarchy, pinning Anthony Grace to advance in the TV Title tournament.

HE: Unlike Dicey, it seems that Engel is relishing the opportunity to show his wrestling skills, that he is more than just someone with a total disregard for his or anyone else's own safety.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Robin Reborn and Engel lock-up. Reborn synchs in a headlock on Engel, who goes to counter with a belly to back suplex. Reborn flips out of the hold, landing on his feet behind Engel. He locks in a sleeper hold on Engel, who counters with a hip toss like move. Reborn rolls to his feet, Engel drops him to the mat with a Samoan Drop. Cover.

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

Reborn forces the shoulder up. Engel goes on the attack with a series of knees down into the face. He then locks in an armbar on the former tag team champion, dragging him to his feet. He Irish whips him firmly into the corner, Engel sprints in and connects with a running forearm smash to the face. Reborn stumbles out of the corner, Engel runs the ropes and nails a swinging neckbreaker. He hooks the leg.

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

Engel drags Robin Reborn to his feet, he goes for a suplex but Reborn manages to free himself in mid-air and land on his feet behind Harlequin. He clenches him by the waist, running to the corner, before rolling back, then up to his feet and delivering a German suplex, bridging over into the pin. Reborn covers.

Ref: 1………………2…………Kick out!

Engel is forced into his first kick out of the match. Reborn lifts Engel up by his head, firing in a couple of elbow smashes to the face. Reborn then goes for a boot to the stomach, but Engel grabs the boot. He smirks, only for Reborn to level him with an enzaguri kick to the side of the head. Engel lurches forward, Reborn bounces off the ropes and delivers a running bulldog on Engel. He hooks the leg.

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

HA: Reborn coming back into his contest, after a very quick start from Engel.

HE: A win for Engel here would be huge, a real feather in the cap and a confidence booster ahead of the next round of TV Title tournament matches.

Robin Reborn allows Engel up to his feet and then throws him into the ropes. Reborn leaps into the air, going for a hurracanrana but Engel holds him across the shoulders. He walks towards the corner, before dropping Reborn down face-first into the turnbuckle cover.

Engel grabs the legs of Reborn, before setting him up into a tree of woe position. He then steps back to the opposite corner, before running in and nailing a running cannonball senton. He covers.

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

Engel goes on the attack, driving a number of stomps down into the head of Reborn. He then drags the former Red Arrow towards the ropes, before grabbing him by the legs and launching Reborn forward across the ropes with a choke slingshot. Engel then runs off the ropes, hitting a leaping back senton. Cover.

HE: Engel dominating, looks supremely focused.

Ref: 1…………..………2…………………Kick out!

Engel Harlequin lifts up Reborn, hauling him onto his shoulders and hitting a fireman's carry slam. Harlequin steps back to the corner, waiting for the former tag champion to rise before running in and nailing a flying clothesline. He hooks the leg.

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

Harlequin walks to the corner, he climbs up to the top rope and flies off, attempting a crossbody but Reborn leaps into the air, meeting him with a dropkick to the abdomen. Engel stumbles up, Reborn sprints in and nails a tornado DDT. He covers.

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

Reborn locks in an armbar hold on Engel. He drags him to his feet, going for an Irish whip. Engel reverses the momentum, Reborn runs up the ropes and moonsaults over Engel, who turns around straight into a roundhouse kick. He hooks the leg.

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

Engel forces the shoulder up on this occasion. Robin Reborn slowly stirs up to his feet, hauling up Harlequin and then Irish whipping him into the corner. The former Red Arrow then sprints in, delivering a helluva kick to the head of Engel. He staggers forward and Reborn drops him with a double arm legsweep DDT. He hooks the leg.

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

Reborn stands over Engel, waiting for him to rise, before going for the world-star. Somehow, Engel manages to hold Reborn over his shoulders...

HE: Incredible strength from Engel!

He then scoops Reborn into a fireman's carry position and then executes the move on Reborn. He stumbles up, Engel ducks a lariat...

HA: Tiger suplex, bridge into the cover!

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

Reborn barely gets the shoulder up in time. Engel drags up Reborn...

HE: Self-Fulfilling PROPHEC...

HA: Blocked! STO counter by Reborn! He's going up top...

HE: FLIGHT OF NAVIGATOR!

HA: Look at the speed he got to the top rope and then down into the shooting star press, incredible!

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Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: Robin Reborn gets the win here tonight, a popular victory with the 6CW universe as he continues to pick up momentum ahead of Night of Glory and his world title tilt.

HE: A really fascinating contest, Harlequin was very impressive tonight, dominating large phases of the match.

HA: Reborn showed that fighting spirit and determination that you need in a world title match, that ability to get into the trenches and then fight your way out of them. This was a great test for him.

HE: And you have to think Engel can only benefit too, showed some great wrestling tonight, he'll be a big threat in the TV Title tournament.

*The action takes a short break from ringside as the camera pans to the backstage area, more specifically just out the 6CW locker room. The light is bright and everything can be seen clearly in the camera. Mike Hill looks bored as he leans against an equipment box, the tag titles resting on the box, glistening in the light. Geoff Steel is admiring a pretty looking young media girl who walks past. She winks at Geoff, flicking her red hair over her shoulder and she heads of down the corridor. Steel and Mike are both wearing Night of Glory merchandise vests, wrestling boots and a pair of training shorts.

Mike shrugs his shoulders and exhales deeply as Geoff looks on at the attractive female walking away, Mike Notices and taps Geoff on the shoulder and the camera picks up on what the pair are saying.*

Hill: Mike Hill thinks, you're head isn't in the game tonight! I've seen you eyeing the tail around here, we may be champions but we have to act like champions! Mike Hill believes that with being champion, you have to carry a degree of dignity around you at all times. You see this; Mike Hill has a halo around his head.

*Mike mimics a halo around his head and Geoff lips and bits his bottom lip before speaking.*

Steel: What you talking about Mike! do I need to remind you off the night that we won those titles... the night you said, and I quote "Mike Hill can do whatever he wants because he is part of the all-conquering Standard Steel" which for the record, is a terrible name! Furthermore, may I remind you of the Australian girl? I told Max, he thought it was a smashing idea! Infact, he laughed when I told him that you were staying up until 4am screaming Waltzing Matilda with a bottle of wine. I also told him that she had a good look in your tucker bag and her didgeridoo skills...
Hill: Enough!

*The fans laugh and wolf whistle as Mike looks on with a hint of a smile as Steel smiles warmly. Mike Hill then speaks.*

Hill: Mike Hill told you that in confidence and you told Max Adamson! a champion would never speak of such filth to his fellow competitors! And for the record... you know what, I don't have to explain myself to you! Mike Hill is taking the higher ground and admitting that Geoff Steel mind has been found in the sewer.
Steel: Right then stud, shall we waltz to the arena and defend those titles against Hokori and Stevens? I'm spoiling for a fight and then perhaps, we could go down under and search for these Shelia’s in distress?

Hill: In distress? Mike Hill is always a catch for any damsel in distress. But for this moment in time, I'm fighting against Stevens and Hokori. Mike Hill has had enough from the sewers to deal with as well as Stevens swearing and Hokori acting like the guard dog. Mike Hill thinks we shall deffo waltz with salvo and finish these two off once and for all.

Steel: Hahahahah, finish off...

*The crowd laugh as Hill looks at Steel with a joking look on his face; Hill shakes his hand mouthing I will get you back as the pair clutch their titles away from the equipment box. The camera keeps a focus on the scene as the pair leave. Suddenly, the 6CW locker room swings open and Percy Percival's head pops out as does Viper's head. They look around before Percy opens his mouth and speaks.*

Percy: Did someone say finish off?

Viper: I heard stud...

Percy: Whoever they were, they must have been talking about you I'm sure.

*The crowd laughs as the door then slams shut. A few moments later, a hand places a card on the door reading, do not disturb. The crowd continue to lap up the fun from the backstage area as the scene finally fades away *

*Mike Masters is walking backstage, passing various ring crew and referees. He looks to be preoccupied. Suddenly he looks up and smiles as Keith Leone walks into view *

MM: Just the man I wanted to see...

*Keith looks a little bemused as he replies *

KL: Mike Masters...just the man I didn't want to see...

*Unperturbed, Mike Masters responds in a positive manner *

MM: Big match tonight Keith, thought we could get together make a plan of action or something?

*A bewildered looking Keith Leone shakes his head *

KL: A plan of action? With you? Let me get something straight...you Mike Masters want to talk about how to approach our match with me Keith Leone? Are you having a laugh?

*Mike Master's frowns at Leone. *

MM: What exactly are you saying Keith? That you’re better than me? That I am not worth your time or something?

*Keith Leone smiles and nods his head *

KL: THAT is exactly what I am saying...Mike.

*Masters looks angrily towards Keith and squares up to him *

MM: At least I look better than you Keith, you’re just some Skinny fat loser that can't keep his place in the big time.

*Keith Leone and Mike Masters shove at each other when out of nowhere Thunder appears and gets in between the pair *

TH: Woah Woah Woah! Come on guys, in order for us to be triumphant against that axis of evil we need to be on the same page. Differences aside, together we are a force to be reckoned with.

*Masters removes Thunder's hand from his chest *

MM: TELL THAT TO MR BIG SHOT.

*Leone pushes towards Masters angrily *

KL: MR BIG SHOT! IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN COME UP WITH?

*Thunder pushes the pair apart *

TH: Look you guys please calm down, we need to work together to succeed tonight...

*Keith Leone backs off and shakes his head *

KL: Please yourself what you do, as far as I am concerned, I will do my job out there and win this match...you two are just making up the numbers...

*Keith Leone walks away, a dismayed Thunder tries to fist bump Mike Masters but he storms off in the other direction leaving a concerned looking Thunder *

Match 5
Steel/Hill vs Stevens/Hokori

HA: Welcome back folks and what a match we have coming up next...

HE: That's right Harold, it’s been a long wait since Aftermath for the rightful tag team champions to take their rematch clause, but it’s finally here for them and they will be ready to reclaim their titles from Geoff Steel and Mike Hill...

HA: “Rightful champions? Get a grip Henry...

HE: Austin Stevens and Hokori were put in a handicap situation; they have shown they can handle both teams in two on two scenarios...

HA: Needless to say the tension we have seen between the pair in recent weeks looks set to boil over as seen earlier in the show...

HE: Tension? Harold, that’s just a competitive team motivating each other to get the job done...

HA: Oh please...

*Smoke fills the entrance way and the lights go out 'For love and failing' plays. The lights come up revealing Austin Stevens at the top of the stage. He walks through the smoke and onto the ramp before waiting as Hokori follows behind him. Austin Stevens begins visibly berating Hokori as they ignore the booing fans and walk down to the ring *

HE: Austin Stevens clearly wanting to win here, giving Hokori a pep talk...

HA: A “pep talk” Henry? Really...Stevens clearly telling Hokori how he feels.

*Stevens goes to roll into the ring but Hokori puts a hand on his shoulder to stop him. Stevens looks at Hokori angrily as he shrugs back before rolling into the ring raising his hands in the air. Stevens shakes his head and rolls into the ring *

HA: It looks like Hokori is having none of it from Austin Stevens...

HE: Hokori was just checking the ring was okay for his partner that’s all Harold. There are no issues here...

*'The next big thing' plays as Mike Hill walks out onto the stage confidently with the title around his waist. He walks to the top of the ramp and jogs on the spot as he waits for his tag partner. 'Last Resort' plays and out walks Geoff Steel with the title over his shoulder, he meets his tag partner on the stage and they give each other a high five before confidently walking down to the ring staring into the ring shaking their heads and laughing at the arguing Austin Stevens and Hokori *

HA: That’s “Standard Steel” as they have been affectionately known over recent weeks and boy do they look confident...

HE: Bog standard and over the hill more like...

HA: You have your view but that does not take away from the fact that Standard Steel are the Tag Team Champions Henry...

*Standard Steel roll into the ring and look their opponents up and down as the referee takes the titles from them, shows them to Austin Stevens and Hokori before raising them above his head. He hands them to the time keeper and speaks to both teams *

HA: It looks like Hokori after much deliberation with Stevens is going to start against Steel...

HE: Genius Harold, They have a game plan...

*The referee signals for the timekeeper to ring the bell. Hokori and Steel circle the ring staring into each other’s eyes, Hokori bouncing around as Steel raises his hand for a test of strength. Hokori ducks as Steel goes to grab him and tags in an unaware Austin Stevens before sliding under the ropes. Stevens looks at Hokori and says something angrily. Steel shrugs his shoulders and looks at Hill as Stevens jumps down from the apron and shoves Hokori. The crowd boo at the pairs antics *

HA: Stevens and Hokori are in a match dammit, put your differences aside and get to the task at hand...

HE: Lulling Standard Steel into a false sense of security and its working...

*Steel says something to the referee who goes over and orders Stevens into the ring. Steel walks over to Hill and they talk to each other. Stevens rolls into the ring and seeing the opportunity clobbers Steel from behind. Hill says something to Stevens and receives a slap. The referee physically stops Hill from stepping through the ropes in retaliation as Stevens drags Steel from the corner and into the ropes. He hits several right hands before whipping Steel. On the rebound Stevens wraps his arm around Steel's throat for a sleeper but Steel counters into an atomic drop. Steel shakes his head to regain his composure as Stevens holds his own groin in pain. The pair lock up *

HA: Only one man wins this battle. Steel overpowers Stevens and gets him into a headlock...

HE: Steels got the hair...

HA: Stevens whips Steel into the ropes and looks to stand firm as the big man hits him with a shoulder block but receives a hard crash to the canvas for his troubles.

*Hokori is back on the apron reaching for the tag to his downed partner. Stevens stands back up and backs into the ropes. He runs towards Steel and slides under his legs tapping him on the shoulder. The big man spins around meeting a kick to the gut. Steel holds his stomach as Stevens hits a perfectly executed DDT. *

HE: Stevens with the cover...

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HA: Steel POWERS out. Both men climbing up to a vertical base...

HE: But it’s Steel the slower of the two as he is clearly showing the effects of that DDT. Stevens throws some right hands at Steel...

*Steel shakes off the right hands and knees Stevens in the gut before hitting a vertical suplex on his opponent. Steel grabs Stevens by the head and picks him up before hitting a second suplex and going for the cover *

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HA: Stevens kicks out but Steel hasn't finished, will we see a third...

*Steel sets up for a third suplex but Stevens hooks his leg a round Steels, blocking the manoeuvre. Stevens then hits a hard impact snap suplex on Steel and gets to his feet looking to his tag team partner for the tag *

HA: What’s Hokori doing? He has his back to Austin Stevens when he is looking to capitalise on the downed Steel...

HE: It’s okay Harold, Hokori is simply warming up...

*Hokori turns round to see his partner looking furiously back at him. Hokori shrugs his shoulders as Stevens berates him. Suddenly Steel from out of nowhere clotheslines Stevens from behind sending him into Hokori who goes flying off the apron. Stevens staggers back off to the ropes into the bear like grip of Steel *

HA: Huge German suplex from Steel...

HE: Did you see that Harold...Steel just attacked Hokori...

HA: That is certainly one veiled way of looking at it, Steel now with the cover hooking the leg...

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HE: Stevens kicks out!

*Steel and Stevens climb to their feet throwing right and left hands at each other. Steel gets the advantage and whips Stevens into the corner. Steel charges towards the prone Stevens but is met by a boot to the face. Stevens looks to run at Steel but a recovered Hokori tags himself in and jumps over the ropes. Hokori runs at Steel and hits a precise swinging neck breaker. Stevens complains to the referee as Hokori goes for the cover *

HA: Stevens is arguing with the referee about what he deems an unfair tag, this is not helping there tag team title aspirations...

HE: Don't worry it’s all in hand Harold.

*Hokori stands up from the pin and walks over to Stevens. Tensions seem to be running high as they begin pushing and shoving each other. Meanwhile Steel makes a big tag to the fresh Mike Hill. *
HA: HOT TAG!

HE: I didn't see it...

*Hill runs over as Hokori turns hitting a spinning wheel kick. Hokori gets straight back up and walks into a hip toss before rolling out of the ring. Stevens charges at Hill *

HA: Pele Kick!

*Stevens rolls out of the ring after being sent crashing to the mat. He is met by Hokori who looks at his tag partner. They share some words and look to be getting on the same page. Meanwhile Hill runs the ropes before spring boarding over the ropes and hitting a cross body on the pair. Hill pulls himself up using the apron and picks up Hokori by his head before rolling him into the ring. Hill follows but Hokori recovers and kicks him in the head before pouncing on him with a rear chin lock *

HE: Clever move by Hokori stopping the momentum of Hill dead in his tracks...

HA: I can't disagree with that Henry. Hokori is sapping the life out of Mike Hill...

*Steel stamps and claps to encourage the crowd to get behind his partner as Hokori tightens his grip on Hill. Hill plants his foot on the mat and tries to push himself up as the crowd cheer for him. Hill shakes ferociously as Hokori shakes his head in shock. Hill gets up to a knee and Hokori strains to apply more pressure desperately trying to keep him down. Hill gets to his feet, Hokori trying to hold him in a head lock. Hill sends Hokori into the ropes but they both butt heads as they go for a clothesline at the same time. The ref begins to count *

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HA: That looked nasty and now both men are down. If there not careful the referee may count them out...

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*Both men crawl slowly to their respective corners and as they begin to move the referee signals that he has stopped the count. The pair makes the tag simultaneously. Steel and Stevens charge to the centre of the ring meeting each other with punch after punch, neither seemingly phased. Austin Stevens gains the advantage with a kick to the gut of Steel. He hooks Steels arms. *

HE: Underhook suplex and Stevens wasting no time as he goes for the cover...

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HA: Steel kicks out!

HA: What’s Hokori doing?

HE: He is fighting his partners corner, he clearly believes that was a three count...

HA: Clearly Austin Stevens is just as confused as everyone else here and is arguing with Hokori, the referee in-between them.

*Steel clobbers Stevens from behind which sends him crashing into the referee and through him towards Hokori. In desperation to save himself from the impact, Hokori pulls down the top rope sending Austin Stevens flying over the top rope. Hokori looks at what he has done in shock. Meanwhile Steel tags in Hill. Hill stands in the corner laughing at the shocked Hokori who turns around slowly, an angry look upon his face. He charges Hill but as he reaches the corner Hill shows his agility by leaping up almost in perfect sync with Hokori's chest hitting the top turnbuckle. Hill landing feet first on the top rope. He grabs Hokori by the head as the Referee climbs to his feet, a look of confusion on his face *

HA: OVER THE HILL!

HE: NO NO NO!

HA: Its Hill with the cover!

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HA: FORGET ABOUT IT...THIS THING IS OVER!

HE: HOKORI IS NOT THE LEGAL MAN!

HA: The referee was out cold Henry, what’s good for the goose...

HE: No Harold...those pair of has beens have screwed Stevens and Hokori.

Ring Announcer: Your winners...aaand still your Tag Team Champions...STANDARD STEEEL!

*Standard Steel roll out of the ring and grab their titles before making their way up the entranceway to huge support from the crowd. They high five after a job well done and the camera returns to ringside where a confused Austin Stevens looks at his tag partner bewildered. The crowd go silent as Hokori lifts himself up using the ropes. Austin Stevens looks at the referee who hastily leaves the ring. Hokori makes it to his feet and shrugs at Stevens. *

HA: Austin Stevens does not have a clue what has happened out here...

HE: Rightly so...he was the legal man...

HA: I think he is more confused by his partners actions than anything...

*Hokori looks at his partner before putting a leg through the ropes to leave the ring. Stevens grabs Hokori by the shoulder and pulls him back in. Hokori gets in Stevens face, staring him dead in the eye. Stevens talking trash to Hokori. *

HA: Stevens giving Hokori a piece of his mind right now, he can't be happy...

HE: Come on guys, this is just a hiccup...

*Hokori turns his back once again on Stevens but he is having none of it, he launches himself at Hokori throwing punches at his former partner as Hokori attempts to cover up. Hokori throws some punches of his own as they crash to the mat and spill out onto the arena floor. *

HA: Somebody get security out here. This is getting out of hand. Weeks of tension building up as the former members of the Forgotten go at each other hammer and tongues...

HE: This is all Standard Steels fault...all of it.

*Hokori gets the upper hand lifting Stevens up and whipping him furiously into the steel steps. He raises his hand triumphant and backs up the ramp slowly. The crowd split 50/50 on them. Hokori turns around as he reaches the stage holding his head from the fierce blows Stevens inflicted. Out of nowhere a recovered Stevens charges up the ramp, Hokori turning around at the last minute. *

HA: SPEAR! SPEAR! On the steel ramp.

*As Stevens rains blows at the head of Hokori referees and security pour out from the entranceway to split the pair up both trying to swing at each other angrily *

HA: WHAT CARNAGE! THIS IS AN ABSOLUTE TRAIN WRECK!

HE: I can't believe what I am seeing...

HA: One thing is certain...this is not the PG image Mr Jones wants to see from his former champions...

*Max Adamson is warming up in his locker room when Anthony Grace walks in, carrying a premium looking brown shopping bag, his arms extended to embrace his fellow Mega-Star. Adamson briefly accepts with a masculine pat on the back as he does so, then returns to going through his warm-ups.

AG: What a MAGNIFICENT night this is going to be, Max. Finally one of us will return to the TOP where a Mega-Star truly belongs.

*Max nods in agreement but carries on, clearly focussed on his upcoming match for the 6CW World Heavyweight Title against Joshua. Grace notices Adamson’s concentration but continues.

AG: And a true Mega-Star should be dressed like a Mega-Star on the biggest OCCASION of his career… a king should be dressed like a KING for his coronation!

*Adamson’s interest is piqued and he turns to Grace as he takes a pristine white t-shirt from out of the expensive bag. Grace holds the neatly folded t-shirt delicately in his hands and presents it to Adamson, the golden “Amazing” brand face up and resplendent under the light of the room.

AG: It would be a great HONOUR, if you would wear this exclusive piece from the AMAZING by Anthony Grace collection on your walk towards greatness tonight.

*Max Adamson laughs and strokes his chin.

Max: You want ME…. to wear this?

*Adamson takes the folded shirt and opens it out with a brisk flick of the wrists. Grace puts his hands out as if to try and stop Max being so care-free but then withdraws them with an anxious clench of the fists.

AG: Careful now Max, that is the PUREST of cotton. Feel it…

Max: Woah! Calm down Vivienne. Though I’m sure Joshua will be most OFFENDED if I presented him this nice clean canvas to paint my blood all over with a crease in it, I’m going into a World Title match against him not for dinner! He’ll get over it.

*Grace ignores Adamson’s cynicism and takes Max’ hand to put it against the shirt then whispers.

AG: Feel it!

*Adamson reluctantly rubs the fabric between his fingers then actually looks impressed, nodding.

Max: It is quite nice actually.

AG: Isn’t it? And after my launch was hijacked by an absolutely awful media presence last week, what BETTER way to relaunch the Amazing by Anthony Grace brand than by having the most popular man in 6CW wear it on the way to winning the World Heavyweight Title?

*Max laughs

Max: OH I SEE… another brand looking to latch onto the most marketable man in Sports Entertainment? I’ve had so many of these calls already this week, Adidas, Vitamin Water… hey even some other guys backstage were trying to get me to peddle their new range of sauces on Twitter earlier. I’ve got free stuff coming out of my ears.

Hey, did you really design these?

*Max holds the t-shirt up, inspecting the design.

Max: It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve attached your name to someone else’s OUTSTANDING work would it?

*Adamson winks playfully at Grace, who laughs a laugh that ends abruptly once Max looks back at the t-shirt.

AG: Of course I did. I create the design, source the materials, and inspect the quality of each individual piece. This, Max, is a labour of love. A FOOTPRINT in fashion history. A turning point for….

*Max having continued to inspect the garment looks at the tag.

Max: When did you go to Bangladesh?

*Grace laughs but quickly grabs the t-shirt back

Max: Hey, It’s no skin off my nose Tony… you’re doing a great thing providing sustainable employment in a poor economy. Not everyone can be a pro wrestler earing £800k a year like us can they?

AG: Like YOU, Max. You mean like you.

And it’s Milan!

*Grace looks relieved as he finds the tag himself and holds it out to show a laughing Adamson. Max takes the t-shirt back and hangs it on one of the hooks.

Max: Relax Anthony. I’m just joshing you. I’ll wear the t-shirt. It’s a win-win situation. I become 6CW World Heavyweight Champion, I retain my record for longest 6CW World Championship reign, and the stock of Max Adamson, the Mega-Stars and the AMAZING by Anthony Grace clothing line goes through the roof! In fact, it’s a win-win……. win………… WIN!

Now you sit back, chillax, and enjoy the show – and while you’re at it think up one of those Roger Federer-esque jackets for the new world champion… I would love one of those!

*Adamson puts out his hand and Grace smiles as he shakes it. There is a knock at the door.

Voice: 2 minutes Mr. Adamson

AG: That’s your call Champ.

Max: Let’s do this! Win win baby!

AG: Win-Win!

Max: WIN!

*Adamson and Grace laugh then Max rolls his shoulders and Grace pats him on the back. Adamson swings the locker room door open, takes a deep breath to compose himself then walks intently out towards the curtain.

Grace smiles before turning to look at the t-shirt still hanging from its hook.

*Standing backstage is Timothy Allen

TA: You join me here ahead of the draw for the second round of 6CW's TV Title Tournament.

*The camera pans out and the crowd erupt as they see GazzyD and Christy James standing in front of a glass bowl of numbered balls set up in the middle of a table. They stand either side of the ball, behind the table.

TA: I am joined by 6CW's favourite couple, the one and only Gazzy and Christy James.

*Allen turns to the pair

TA: Great to see you guys again, I hope you can handle me doing the interviewer work on this one Christy!

*Smiles are on all faces

CJ: I can feel that itch to take over, Tim, but I'm just here for the draw. I'm as excited as everyone else to see who will be facing who on Anarchy next time out!

TA: And Gazzy. Is this giving you that itch to get back involved?

GD: I miss it every day, Tim, but in the past my mind was making my body do things it couldn’t really take. Right now my head is screwed on; I know I'm not in fighting shape today.

*Tim nods and Christy puts a reassuring hand on Gazzy's shoulder

TA: Without much further ado, let’s get to this draw! Each wrestler has a number, just like the FA Cup, which you should be seeing on your screens right now.

*The numbers flash up:

1. Jimmy Phillips
2. Cassius Zhi
3. Keith Leone
4. Hokori
5. Aaron Heath
6. Austin Stevens
7. Marshall Murdoch
8. Geoff Steel
9. Engel Harlequin
10. O'Callaghan
11. Conor Anderson
12. Scorpion
13. Cerberus
14. Crime Lord
15. Thunder
16. Max Adamson

TA: And we will start with you Gazzy, if you could draw our first entrant in round two.

*Gazzy puts a hand into the bowl, swirls it around and picks out ball number 1.

TA: Number one, Jimmy Phillips, will face

*Christy follows

TA: Number 8...Geoff Steel!

*The picking continues in this order with Timothy calling out each competitor

TA: Number two, Cassius Zhi faces...number 3 Keith Leone. We will have Cassius Zhi vs Keith Leone on the next edition of Anarchy.

*Tim waits for the picks

TA: Number 12, Scorpion faces number 9 Engel Harlequin

TA: Number 15 Thunder will be up against, oh my, number 16 Max Adamson. Can Max take down both Wood and Thunder in consecutive rounds?

TA: Number 6 is next out, Austin Stevens will face...my, my, tensions will be high here I’m sure. Number 4 Hokori, we have tag partners as enemies!

TA: Number 7 Marshall Murdoch gets to face off against...turn that around for me Christy, that’s number 14 Crime Lord! And number 13 Cerberus could well be the unlucky pick for...new 6CW recruit Conor Anderson!

CJ: That’s going to be a real slobber-knocker Timothy!

TA: I don't disagree there! And that is number 5 Aaron Heath against number 10, the Irishman O'Callaghan.

*Gazzy and Christy smile at each other

TA: And that is quite the draw we have!

*The full draw appears on screen and Tim reads it aloud.

Phillips v Steel
Zhi v Leone
Scorpion v Engel
Thunder v Adamson
Stevens v Hokori
Murdoch v Crime Lord
Cerberus v Anderson
Heath v O'Callaghan

*Tim's face appears back on screen

TA: Christy, Gazzy a pleasure to see you both again. Thank you for the help. That's our draw!

HA: Welcome back to Anarchy, it is now time for a huge 6 man tag team match!

HE: And this is a real clash of the generations, as it pits three of 6CW's newest superstars against three veterans of the federation.

HA: To make things even more interesting, all 6 of these men are involved in the TV Title tournament that is the talk of the wrestling world.

HE: And while they might not find themselves up against each other in the tournament, it's certainly an opportunity to send a message.

Anderson, O'Callaghan and Scorpion are already stood in the ring waiting as the last remnants of "Champion" is playing out around the arena as Mike Masters slides into the ring under the bottom rope.

"Limowreck" hits and the crowd's cheering continues as Keith Leone marches out onto the stage. He paces down the ramp, glaring at the four men in the ring, before climbing up the steel steps and entering the ring through the middle rope.

Finally, ‘Heroes are hard to find’ blasts out of the Wembley PA system and Thunder runs out to the stage. He bounces from one side of the stage to the other firing up the fans and then makes his way down to the ring. He climbs inside and up to the top rope as camera flashes go off around the crowd. Thunder steps in, standing between Leone and Masters.

HA: As you can see, tension already brewing between one of these teams.

HE: These guys are experienced, they've been to the very top and want to be there again. They back their own abilities, don't feel like they need each other, where as you have to think the younger competitors will work together to try and get the job done.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Leone starts off for his team up against O'Callaghan. The duo lock-up, and O'Callaghan locks Leone into a sleeper hold. The former world champion is quick to counter, hitting a jawbreaker. O'Callaghan stumbles back, Leone whips him out across the ring and on the rebound nails a short-arm clothesline. O'Callaghan stumbles up and Leone connects with a snap poweslam.

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

O'Callaghan gets the shoulder up off the canvas. Leone drags him to his feet, where he hits a series of big European Uppercuts to the chin. O'Callaghan falls into the ropes, and Leone proceeds to boot away at his stomach continually.

The former EWF Champion steps back and then sprints in, hitting a running knee to the head. O'Callaghan falls forward, walking straight into a pulling piledriver. He covers.

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

HA: Leone using his experience to dominate O'Callaghan.

O'Callaghan gets the shoulder up. Leone locks in an underhook hold, driving a series of knees down into the back of the head. Eventually he lifts O'Callaghan to his feet, before slinging him out across the ring with a double underhook suplex. The newcomer gets to his feet and Leone connects with a swinging neckbreaker, making the cover.

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

Leone locks in a side headlock hold on O'Callaghan. He gets to his feet with O'Callaghan still in the submission hold. Masters is offering out the tag, but Leone steadfastly refuses, and this allows O'Callaghan the time to counter with a German suplex.

The former EWF Champion gets up to his feet, O'Callaghan connects with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. He then runs the ropes, connecting with an elbow drop down into the gut. Cover.

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

O'Callaghan locks in a full nelson hold, dragging Leone to his feet and then towards the ropes. He rests his head on the 2nd rope, before hitting a number of knees to the back of the head. O'Callaghan runs the ropes, hitting a 619. O'Callaghan then springs in off the top rope, hitting a splash. Cover.

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

Leone gets the shoulder up. O'Callaghan makes the tag to Scorpion. He steps into the ring, lifting up Leone and whipping him out across the ring, nailing a spinebuster. He then bounds off the ropes, hitting a vicious kick to the side of the head. He hooks the leg.

HE: Leone being dominated now, very impressive from O'Callaghan and now Scorpion.

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

Scorpion locks in an armbar hold, he drags Leone to his feet and then takes him down with a clothesline. He stumbles up, and Scorpion connects with a suplex into the cover.

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

Leone kicks out. Scorpion waits for him to rise, before going for a bulldog but is shoved away by Leone. Scorpion gets to his feet, walking straight into a swinging neckbreaker from Leone. He then staggers towards the corner, and this time is forced into tagging Masters.

He stands on the ring apron, Scorpion stumbles to his feet and Masters nails a springboard forearm smash. He covers.

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

Scorpion gets the shoulder up. Masters drags him to his feet, firing in a series forearm smashes into the face, backing him into the ropes. Masters whips him across the ring, nailing a forearm smash on the rebound. Scorpion stumbles up and Masters hits a running forearm! Cover.

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

HA: Masters coming back into this one, even if there is still very little signs of team-work.

Masters applies an armbar hold. He drags Scorpion to his feet, going for an Irish whip but Scorpion counters, he sends Masters into the corner. He uses the momentum to climb up to the top rope and nailing a whisper in the wind on Scorpion. He hooks the leg.

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

Scorpion gets the shoulder up. Masters hauls him to his feet and again goes for an Irish whip, this time connecting. Scorpion rebounds to the middle of the ring, and Masters nails a hurracanrana. He then runs the ropes...

HE: DISASTER KICK!

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

Masters drags up Scorpion, smashing a number of punches into the head as Scorpion falls back to the corner. Masters sprints in, hitting a clothesline. Scorpion crashes to the mat, but Masters is soon blind-sided by Anderson.

HA: Blind tag from Conor Anderson!

He grabs Masters and plants him into the canvas with a face-first Russian legsweep. Cover.

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

Anderson allows Masters to rise, before scooping him up and slamming him down into the canvas. Masters rolls up, Anderson nails another scoop slam. He hits a third scoop slam, and then waiting for Masters to rise, before sprinting in and nailing a big boot to the head. He hooks the leg.

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

Masters forces the shoulder up. Anderson hauls him to his feet, whipping Masters out across the ring and Anderson nails a double leg-takedown, proceeding to pile punches down into the head of Masters. Anderson is forced to roll away, he waits for Masters to rise before hitting a lifting DDT. Cover.

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

Anderson drags up Masters, he sets up for a T-Bone suplex but Masters counters with a series of elbows to the side of the head. He hits a swinging neckbreaker, and both men are down.

Masters manages to get the tag to Thunder, as Anderson tags in O'Callaghan. O'Callaghan steps into the ring, but is met head-on by a huge spear from Thunder. He hooks the leg.

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

Thunder locks in an armbar hold on O'Callaghan, he then drives a number of knees down into the shoulder. He hauls him to his feet and then connects with an undertaker-style arm wrench. O'Callaghan rolls up and Thunder hits him with a DDT. Cover.

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

The newcomer again gets the shoulder up off the canvas and Thunder once more applies the armbar. He drags O'Callaghan up, and walks towards the corner. He climbs up to the top rope and then along it, nailing an old school on the newcomer. Thunder immediately climbs up to the top rope, the crowd pop as he hits a split-legged moonsault. He hooks the leg.

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

Thunder hauls O'Callaghan to his feet. He walks to the corner, climbing to the top rope and delivering Old School. Thunder waits for O'Callaghan to rise before taking him down with a Samoan Drop. Thunder runs the ropes, nailing a rolling Thunder.

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

HE: Tremendous back and forth contest here!

O'Callaghan gets the shoulder up. Thunder allows him to rise, scooping him onto his shoulders. He hits an electric chair drop, before running the ropes and connecting with a slingshot leg drop. Cover.

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

Thunder drags O'Callaghan to his feet, he goes for a suplex but O'Callaghan blocks. He then hits a suplex, rolling to his feet hitting a 2nd suplex, and O'Callaghan completes the three amigo's. He covers.

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

HA: Nearly a shock upset there!

O'Callaghan allows Thunder to rise, before hitting a spinebuster. He then goes to lock in a sharp-shooter, but O'Callaghan is booted away to the corner. Thunder makes the tag to Masters. He climbs up top, Thunder hits a reverse DDT and then Masters dives off...

HE: 450 splash!

Ref: 1...........................2........................Scorpion breaks the pinfall!

Thunder is quick to storm the ring, he drags up Scorpion by the head and then throws him out over the top rope. O'Callaghan is up, he then grabs Thunder and throws him over the top rope, somehow the fan favourite manages to turn the move into a senton bomb down onto Scorpion!

Leone is next in the ring, he hits a series of punches to the head of O'Callaghan before running off the ropes and sending the newcomer flying out with a clothesline.

HA: Blind tag by Anderson!

Anderson runs along the apron, nailing a huge right hand to the side of the head that knocks Leone down to the mat. Anderson rolls him under the bottom rope, he turns towards Masters who stumbles up...

HE: LIGHTS OUT!

Ref: 1................................2..............................................3!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: WOW! A huge win for Conor Anderson tonight, he has just pinned the former world champion Mike Maters!

HE: That is massive, a huge victory for the newcomer!

HA: For the team of three, that is a massive morale-booster ahead of the next round of TV Title Tournament matches.

HE: All three were very impressive at certain points, and the inability of Masters, Thunder and Leone to work together ultimately proved costly.

*In a darkened room backstage, a single hanging light bulb swings back and forth from the ceiling. The camera focuses on the back of the 6CW champion. Joshua is sat cross legged in the centre of the room, his back hunched, hair covering his face as he rocks gently back and forth, his arms wrapped tightly against his chest

J: They think I listen to only one man…………… but we know the truth, we know the power you hold

The orchestra may be different………………… but the symphony stays the same

*Joshua stops rocking and looks left and then right to check he is still alone before rocking once more

J: I am not that little boy anymore……….

*Joshua starts to pull at his hair

J: I don’t need HIS approval……

Joshua squeezes his arms tightly to his chest
J: Yours is the only approval……………..that I need………….

Joshua starts to nod
J: You have made me………….. The MAN I am today…………

Joshua stops rocking and opens his arms; he gently places an object on the floor. The camera peers over his shoulder to show the 6CW championship belt on the floor in front of him. Joshua lovingly strokes the belt

J: Together. WE can do anything………….

Match 7
Cerberus and Crime Lord vs. Phillips and Heath

We head back to the ringside area and are once again met by our commentary team of the Lloyd Brothers moments before our penultimate match of the night

HA: What a night it's been and it's not about to slow down here...before we get to see Joshua defend his title against former champion and record holder Max Adamson we have a brilliant tag match to see.

HE: That's right, one of the one side we have two men who are the future of this company and two men who seem to be trusted by our brilliant leader Mr Jones...and on the other...

HA: Two men who have refused to do what Mr Jones says...two men who will happily fight whoever is put in front of them!

HE: Two ungrateful “stars” who are lucky to have contracts here and who have bitten the hand that feeds them!

HA: Well however you see it, it's going to be one hell of a match as the team of Jimmy Phillips and Aaron Heath take on Cerberus and the International Champion Crime Lord!

The fans begin to boo as Ban All The Music by Nothing But Thieves begins to play and a confident looking Jimmy Phillips strides out on to the stage before raising his arms in to the air causing the boos to get louder

HA: Once upon a time The Talent Jimmy Phillips was a fan favourite, seen by many as one of the next top stars of this company but it wasn't to be...

HE: I'm glad, he went away and took the time to become the man he is now...Mr Jones saw something nobody else did and helped create a man who IS capable of taking this company by storm...just like his partner here tonight.

Phillips reaches the rings as the boos continue to rain down at the ring. Suddenly Time Bomb Baby by Powerman 5000 takes over the airways and a calm and collected Aaron Heath walks out on to the stage with his eyes locked on to the ring, he pauses for a moment cricking his head to the side before heading down and joining Phillips in the ring

HA: Since joining 6CW Aaron Heath hasn't been shy in telling us just how good he is but as of yet he hasn't quite reaches the levels I believe he feels he should be at...I still feel there is more to come...

HE: Of course there is...Aaron Heath is a man of unlimited potential...it's plain to see!

With the two men in the ring the ref does his checks but neither really makes contact with the other. The boo's stop though with more of a mixed reaction as Haunted by Distrubed begins to play as the lights in the arena turn a blood red. Cerberus walks out slowly, ignoring the fans, even the ones cheering for him.

HE: This is disgusting...the fans boo two superstars like Aaron Heath and Jimmy Phillips but they cheer for this monster!

HA: There are fans here tonight who will appreciate Cerberus standing up to Mr Jones...the same fans who will cheer for his partner...neither man really goes out there to play to the fans but they appreciate what they do...

HE: It's sickening if you ask me!

HA: Nobody did!

The reaction becomes a bit more positive as Out Of The Black by Royal Blood rips through the air and our final competitor walks out with the International Title over his shoulder. Crime Lord pauses viewing the scene before making his way down and allowing the ref to do his final checks

HE: I can't believe that these fans are cheering for this 'man' after what he did last time out...he ended the career of someone...Vincent Costello isn't here tonight because of what HE did!

HA: I won't deny that it was hard to watch but there are some blaming Mr Jones for that happening...weeks of Mr Jones trying to get revenge culminated in Crime Lord sending him a message...

HE: And you say I'm biased?! Just admit that you dislike our boss despite all the good he's done for the company

Harold stays quiet at the question as the ref rings the bell causing him to snap back to life

HA: These four men are ready for war...and that's what it's going to be!

Phillips and Cerberus start the match with Phillips attempting to make a more tactical approach to attacking the bigger man; Phillips quickly darts around the ring staying out of the reach of the bigger heavier Cerberus before seeing his opening hitting a running drop kick that causes Cerberus to stagger towards the ropes, Phillips wastes no time charging in again

HE: Phillips is playing it smart here...he doesn't want that giant freak to get anywhere near him

HA: Well he might not have a choice! CHOKESLAM!

As Phillips dives in looking for a clothesline against the ropes to Cerberus the former Xtreme Champion is able to stop him in his tracks grasping his throat before looking for the chokeslam

HE: NO! Heath making the save early on tonight...showing that these two men know how to handle a monster!

HA: What cheat?!

The fans boo as Aaron Heath charges across the ring apron hitting an axe handle style strike to the back of Cerberus forcing him to break his grip and allowing Phillips to hit a huge knee to the gut that doubles Cerberus over. Heath and Phillips then drag Cerberus over to their corner allowing Phillips to back up before hitting a huge running forearm that causes Cerberus to slump over the top rope.

HE: Phillips with the tag to his partner here tonight...both men looking brilliant here tonight

Heath quickly climbs in the ring and backs up as Phillips holds Cerberus in the corner of the ring, Heath then charges in with a huge big boot causing Cerberus to stagger towards the middle of the ring

HA: GET HIM OUT OF THERE!

The crowd boo as Phillips quickly makes his way in to the ring bouncing off the ropes to get momentum and returning in to the path of Cerberus with a HUGE diving shoulder block that takes Cerberus down on to his back, within a split second Heath charges in hitting a leg drop before making the cover

...ONE-NO! QUICK KICK OUT!

Heath wastes no time pulling up Cerberus and once again throwing him in to the corner with Phillips once again holding the big man in place

HE: SUPERKICK!

HA: NO! Miscommunication from Heath and Phillips!

The fans cheer like crazy as Cerberus is able to duck under the superkick from Heath that instead collides with the face of Jimmy Phillips knocking him down on to the apron, Heath pauses for a moment in shock before turning around in to the path of Cerberus who scoops up Heath hitting a picture perfect side walk slam before quickly dragging him up

HA: Phillips is still trying to figure out where he is...Heath is on his own right now!

HE: He's still got the fight in him!

As Heath is dragged to his feet he instinctively hits a forearm to Cerberus who takes a step back but instantly returns with a huge big boot of his own that sends Heath crashing in to his corner without Phillips there to make the tag. Cerberus quickly continues to attack with repeated shoulder blocks to the gut before hoisting Heath in to the air bringing him down throat first on to the top rope causing Heath to fall back in to the middle of the ring

HA: This is not good for Aaron Heath!

HE: Oh god...that monster looks like he's ready to fly!

The crowd are stunned as Cerberus climbs the apron before climbing up on to the top rope, as he reaches the top he looks down at Heath but before he can do anything boo's fill the air as Phillips is back up landing a strike to the back of Cerberus who falls prone on to the turnbuckle.

HE: Heath is back up! Once again the tactics are working!

HA: The ref needs to control this!

The fans boo as both Phillips and Heath climb the turnbuckle together landing clubbing blows to the larger Cerberus before nodding to each other and looking to do the impossible

HA: NO...they'll break the ring!

HE: DOUBLE SUPERPLEX! I felt the impact from here!

The fans are stunned as the replay shows Phillips and Heath perform the double superplex to Cerberus bringing him down from high in the air causing the ring to shake like crazy, Heath looks for the cover

...ONE
…...TWO..NO! KICKOUT!

Heath looks in shock but Phillips slaps him on the back telling him to finish the job now. Heath nods again, standing up beginning to stalk Cerberus who drags himself up. Heath mocks Crime Lord as he waits causing Crime Lord to attempt to climb in the ring with the ref stopping him in his tracks

HA: So the ref stops Crime Lord but Heath and Phillips have been doing whatever they want?!

HE: Oh so Crime Lord should be above the law then?!

Cerberus gets to his knees

HE: ACT OF VIOLENCE!

HA: NO! Cerberus reacts in time! BELLY TO BELLY!

The fans cheer as the replay shows Heath look for the Curb stomp only for Cerberus to dodge the attack before hitting a huge snap belly to belly leaving both men down. Cerberus quickly begins to crawl towards Crime Lord with Heath doing the same towards Phillips

HE: The Talent is in!

HA: SO IS THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION!

The fans go crazy as both men charge in with the fresher man Crime Lord reacting the quickest taking Phillips down with a huge clothesline, Heath staggers up and looks to help his team mate but walks in to another belly to belly for his troubles. Crime Lord gets up wasting no time but as he turns around he walks in to a kick in the gut from Phillips who quickly bounces off the ropes before hitting a clothesline of his own taking Crime Lord down. Phillips then drags him up, spinning him around looking for a German suplex

HA: Crime Lord elbows himself free! German Suplex of his own!

HE: Here comes Heath again though!

The fans return to booing as Aaron Heath charges back in hitting a chop block to the back of Crime Lord's legs taking him down before standing up and pointing to his head to show his tactical cunning, the fans cheer like crazy though as he turns around only for Cerberus to be stood waiting hitting a huge kick to the gut before hitting a massive powerbomb taking him out

HA: Finally Heath will be out of the way for a while and we can have a fair match as Cerberus climbs out! Phillips and Crime Lord are on their feet!

Both men meet in the middle of the ring and begin to trade forearms with Crime Lord taking advantage once again, he looks for a DDT but Phillips is able to slide around the back of Crime Lord hitting a belly to belly before making a cover

...ONE.
…...TW-NO!
STILL IN THIS!

Phillips quickly pulls Crime Lord up lifting him up on to his shoulders

HE: SNAKE EYES!

HA: NO! Crime Lord reacts quickly!

As Phillips looks to drop Crime Lord face first on to the turnbuckle Crime Lord pushes off his back sending Phillips in to the corner before charging in and waiting for him to turn around, as he does he scoops him on to his shoulders

HA: LOCK AND LOAD!

As Crime Lord looks to hit the F5 on Phillips he's distracted as Conor Anderson walks out on to the stage mocking the international champion. Crime Lord pauses, his eyes locked on Anderson the whole time only for Phillips to elbow his way free before charging off the ropes

HA: Crime Lord had this but now he has to watch out!

HE: GAME CHANGER! Crime Lord is out of it!

...ONE

…...TWO

…......THREE!

The crowd boos like crazy as the replay shows Crime Lord turn in to the full impact of the Clothesline from Hell, as Cerberus attempt to climb in the ring Aaron Heath is back up, pulling the big man from the apron and stopping him to make the save. As the camera returns to the action Anderson remains on the stage with a smile on his face as Crime Lord begins to come too, a look of anger carved in to his face as he stares at Anderson.

*Backstage Mr Jones and Charles Kramer are once again together in Jones's office

MJ: You care to elaborate on what you meant earlier Charles.

*Jones’ eyes open wide

MJ: Options?

CK: I always have options Michael. It’s how you survive in business, it's just a case of weighing up the positives and negatives and assessing what makes the most sense for your future

It's not about emotion, there's no hearts and minds. The world of business is a cruel mistress and even the most successful of people can be in the gutter the next day if they don't have a plan for what if

That's what you have to ask yourself Michael. This business, what you do here. Way back when I know you dreamt of owning a wrestling company, I've heard the story of you and your brother but over time that dream has become a sick and twisted version of the childhood aspirations you once had

Not just because of your own actions granted but over time you can't argue that you have made decisions that have been driven by your own ego. Whatever vision you had as a kid of what your wrestling company looked like I can bet good money this wasn't it, but with all that put aside. You are where you are today because of your own decisions

*Jones looks sternly at the consultant as Kramer continues

CK: You wanted the truth Michael. Do you want me to continue or not?

*Jones nods reluctantly
CK: It's fairly simple really. You know the numbers better than anyone and you know what your options are. I know you're between a rock and a hard place but something has to give.

That's my honest opinion. We can cut costs all we can but it won't be enough in the long run

You know what you can do; the question is. Are you willing to do it?

*Once again the scene fades

HA: Here we got then folks, the main event you've been waiting for all evening, it is now time for the MAIN EVENT!

HE: And boy oh boy, what a main event Mr Jones has arranged for us here this evening. With Night of Glory just a few shows away, the very landscape of this company could change tonight.

HA: It certainly could Henry, the 6CW World Championship is on the line, and not just that, but also the record for the longest reign as 6CW World Champion.

HE: The current holder of that record is Max Adamson...who is the challenger tonight to Joshua, who will become longest reigning champion if he retains his title belt this evening.

HA: That's just another dimension to add to this contest, there is the wider feud between The Forgotten, who Joshua of course represents, and then those rebelling against his leadership, of which Adamson is a big part of.

HE: Tonight will finally show that Jones is the right man to lead this company, and Joshua is the perfect representation of the way Jones wants this place to run.

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman...the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and is for the 6CW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!

Introducing first...the CHALLENGER...he hails from Perth, Australia and weighs in at 296lbs...MAX ADAMSONNNN!

"Radioactive" blares out around the arena and the crowd cheer loudly as Max Adamson walks out onto the stage with a smile on his face. He marches down the ramp quickly, building up pace as he tags the fans hands, before sliding in under the bottom rope and leaping to his feet.

HA: Max Adamson looks supremely focused, he knows what a huge opportunity has been presented to him tonight, a match that he most likely didn't ever expect to receive.

HE: Mr Jones is criticised as this authoritarian dictator but look at this, he has given Max Adamson a shot at the 6CW World Title, a shot that others are probably more deserving of!

HA: We know that this is a decision that must have been forced upon Jones, everything you said about him is correct, this is a victory for the fans.

Ring Announcer: And now...hailing from parts unknown, he weighs in at 247lbs...the REIGNING AND DEFENDING 6CW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION....JOSHUAAAAAAA!

The lights in the arena go down completely. The crowd boo as a gong sounds out, followed by a high wolf's howl. Slowly the steady beat of a heart pulses through the speakers. Joshua emerges onto the stage, the 6CW title looking small draped over his shoulder. He slowly walks down the ramp, he climbs up the steel steps and then over the top rope into the ring.

HE: Say what you like about Jones, about Joshua, about The Forgotten, their tactics, no-one can deny that Joshua has been a great champion.

HA: He's been totally dominant Henry, but that's the thing, he doesn't need the help of The Forgotten yet is happy to accept it, and use them to retain his title.

HE: When you look at the record books after tonight Harold, it won't mention that, it will simply say longest reigning champion: Joshua. And that is how you judge the success of someone.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Max Adamson wastes no time in going after Joshua, he storms in at the 6CW Champion and rocks him back with a couple of big right hands. Max continues firing in punches, Joshua manages to block one and then uses his spare hand to push Adamson down to the canvas by the throat.

Max rolls up to his feet and runs at Joshua, who crashes a clothesline into the head of Adamson who hits the mat. Again the Australian rises up to his feet, Joshua drags him in and then drives Max into the canvas with a Russian legsweep. He makes the first cover of the match.

HA: Adamson went big early on, but Joshua used that incredible power of his to counter-act. I think this match may well follow a similar pattern throughout, it will be very cat and mouse.

HE: That is why Joshua has lasted so long as the champion of this company, whatever the style--be it the high-flying Reborn or Adamson's power or the never say die attitude of Thunder--he has a counter for it.

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

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

Max drives the shoulder up off the mat, Joshua bends down and grabs Adamson by the head, hauling him to his feet and booting the Australian in the stomach. Max lurches forward, Joshua grabs him by the waist and then flings Max out across the ring with a gutwrench suplex.

Adamson rolls to his feet, staggering back into the corner. Joshua comes sprinting in towards Max, but he uses the ropes to kip up and lift a boot into the face of the on-rushing Joshua. He stumbles back, Max climbs to the 2nd rope and then leaps off, hitting Joshua with a double axe handle to the top of the head.

Joshua gets up to his feet, Max runs off the ropes and connects with a leaping clothesline, but it doesn't take Joshua down. Max gets to his feet, he knees Joshua in the stomach before running the ropes once more and this time he hits a swinging neckbreaker on the world champion. Cover.

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

Adamson gets to his feet, he immediately goes on the attack by dropping a series of elbows down into the face. Adamson holds the head of Joshua as he continues driving elbows in from short-range. Eventually Max has to be dragged away by the referee, who gives Adamson a warning as Joshua is allowed to stir to his feet.

He stumbles towards the ropes, attempting to leave the ring but Max is over. He tries to grab Joshua backwards but the big man blocks, he then pulls Adamson down throat-first across the top rope and he catapults back into the canvas. Adamson staggers up and walks straight into a big boot to the skull from Joshua, he hooks the leg.

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

HE: Still dominance from Joshua, he is just totally shutting down Max Adamson.

HA: I don't believe Joshua is someone who really cares for personal milestones, but he certainly appears to have stepped his game up this evening.

Max forces the shoulder up, Joshua lifts him to his feet and then fires in a succession of headbutts on the former world champion. He continues with the headbutts until Max retreats into the corner. Joshua then whips Max firmly into the opposite corner of the ring, before running in and hitting a knee to the temple.

Adamson stumbles forward out of the corner, Joshua boots him in the stomach before driving Adamson head-first into the canvas with a conventional piledriver. Joshua goes for the pin.

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

HE: Robin Reborn might be having his mind made up for him here, I wouldn't want to be challenging Joshua in this kind of form!

Joshua grabs Max in a sleeper hold, lifting him to his feet and swinging him aggressively from side to side. Joshua then pulls Adamson down, hitting a backbreaker. Joshua then pulls Max down into the canvas with an inverted suplex. Joshua again pins Max.

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

HA: Max Adamson is showing some tremendous fight here, he doesn't want this win just for himself, he wants it for his tag team partner Anthony Grace, he wants it for those rebelling against Jones, he wants it for the fans!

Joshua drags up Max, he hits a couple of firm body punches followed by a kick to the stomach. Joshua lifts Max onto his shoulders, setting up for a powerbomb. Max starts pummeling punches down into the head of Joshua, who desperately tries to keep Adamson on his shoulders.

Max continues with the punches that make Joshua groggy, and eventually Adamson manages to free himself and plant Joshua into the mat with a DDT from the powerbomb position. Max covers.

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

Adamson synchs in an armbar hold on Joshua as he looks to slow the pace of the match down. Joshua gets up to his feet, Max throws him down into the canvas with an arm drag. Max keeps the hold applied, Joshua gets to his feet and Adamson connects with a 2nd arm drag.

Max again keeps the armbar hold locked in, he hauls up Joshua and takes him down with a clothesline. Joshua is again up to his feet, Max boots him in the stomach and then bounces off the ropes, leaping into the air and delivering a fa-maxxer on Joshua!

HA: The first real big-time move of the match and it's come from Max Adamson!

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

The 6CW World Champion kicks out. Max stands waiting for Joshua to rise, he then hits a couple of big European Uppercuts before Irish Whipping Adamson into the ropes. Joshua rebounds to the middle of the ring and connects with a back body drop on the rebound. Joshua stirs to his feet, he swings wildly at Max who easily ducks underneath it...

HE: German Suplex!

HA: Adamson really taking it to Joshua now, he saw off the onslaught and is now mounting some offence of his own.

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

Adamson gets up to his feet, he lifts up Joshua and immediately monkey flips Joshua out across the ring towards the corner. Max strolls over, driving some knees up into the abdomen. Max then turns Joshua around so his body is leant on turnbuckles.

He then proceeds to drive the head of Joshua down into the turnbuckle cover repeatedly, before going up to the top rope. From that position, he drives a series of stomps down into the head of Joshua. He then sunset flips over the top and powerbombs Joshua into the mat!

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

Joshua once again kicks out as the crowd's chanting for Adamson grows louder. Max rolls Joshua onto his front, driving a series of knees into the back before applying a rear waistlock. He drags Joshua to his feet, delivering a German Suplex. Adamson keeps the hold applied, bringing the champion back to his feet and nailing a 2nd German Suplex.

HA: Surely not three German suplexes?!

HE: Blocked by Joshua!

HA: Countered with a jawbreaker!

Adamson stumbles back after Joshua counters with the jawbraker. Joshua then runs in and takes Max down with a big forearm smash. Max rolls up to his feet, Joshua scoops him up into the air before running to the middle of the ring and delivering a powerslam. He makes the cover.

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

Max forces the shoulder up, Joshua goes on the attack immediately with a series of punches into the head. He then lifts up Adamson, following the punches with a number of headbutts as Adamson falls back into the ropes. Joshua locks in a front facelock, firing in a series of knees up into the face of Max. He then lifts Adamson by the waist to rest his legs on the middle rope...

HA: Gift from McCoy!

HE: The puppet may be long gone but that move remains!

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

Joshua gets to his feet, he drags up Adamson and Irish whips him towards the corner. Joshua follows that up with a leaping back elbow smash. Adamson stumbles forward, he gets met with a boot to the gut before lifting Max onto his shoulders and powerbombing him into the turnbuckle. Adamson stumbles forward, Joshua bounces off the ropes and connects with a brogue kick. He hooks the leg.

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

Adamson gets the shoulder up. Joshua places his hand around the throat of the challenger, choking Max out on the canvas. He slowly brings him to his feet...

HE: This is it for Adamson, it's all over now!

HA: Joshua setting up for his finishing move...

HE: Max Adamson it's time for you to GO TO...

HA: Adamson freed himself!

Max drops down the back, he then pulls Joshua down into the canvas with an edge-o-matic. Joshua begins to stir, Max then bounces off the ropes and leaps up into the air...

HA: Another fa-maxxer!

HE: How did Max escape the Go To Hell?!

HA: He's fighting for this company Henry!

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

Adamson gets up to his feet, he waits for Joshua to rise before hitting him with a dropkick. Joshua hits the ropes, Max whips him across the ring and hits a second dropkick. Joshua stirs, and Max hits a vicious kick to the face. He then goes up to the top rope, before diving off and delivering a shooting star headbutt! He covers.

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

Joshua forces the shoulder up. Max Adamson lifts him to his feet, he boots the world champion in the stomach and then goes to lift Joshua onto his shoulders...

HA: CYCLONE...

HE: Joshua escapes this time!

Joshua elbows away at the head of Max Adamson, managing to free himself. He then scoops Max onto his shoulders from behind in an electric chair position, before transitioning the move into an X-Factor facebuster. Cover.

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

Max forces the shoulder up. Joshua lifts Adamson to his feet and then connects with a scoop slam. Joshua then goes up to the top rope, he steadies himself...

HE: DUMBSTRUCK!

HA: That could be it for Joshua!

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

HA: ADAMSON KICKS OUT!

HE: HOW?!

HA: WHAT FIGHT FROM MAX ADAMSON!

Joshua pounds the mat in frustration, he then lifts Max to his feet and hauls him towards the corner. He lifts up Max, positioning him on the top rope. Joshua smashes a number of uppercut strikes into the chin. Joshua then climbs up to the top rope himself, he clutches Adamson by the waist...

HE: Going for a belly to belly suplex!

HA: Adamson blocks!

Max manages to block the belly to belly suplex attempt, Adamson then fires in a couple of headbutts to free himself from the grip of Joshua. Max then boots away at the head of Joshua, before then shoving him back off the turnbuckle...

HE: Adamson with the crossbody!

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

HE: HOLY MOTHER OF GOD! WHAT STRENGTH!

Joshua kicks out, at the same time, holding Adamson across his chest and getting to his feet, hitting a fallaway slam on Max. Adamson stumbles to his feet and Joshua connects with an end of days-like move. He covers.

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

Max manages to get the shoulder up. Joshua drags him to his feet, he grabs Adamson by the throat...

HA: GO TO HELL!

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

HE: Unbelievable kick out from Max Adamson!

Joshua pounds the mat in frustration. He then places his hand over the throat of Max, dragging him to his feet and setting up for a 2nd Go To Hell, but this time Max manages to escape. Joshua spins around...

HA: GORE! GORE! GORE!

HE: NO WAY!

HA: NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION!

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

HE: And that's why Joshua is going to be the longest reigning champion in this company's history!

Max Adamson slowly gets to his feet, he walks towards the corner and then climbs up to the top rope...

HA: SHOOTING STAR...

HE: KNEES TO THE STOMACH!

Max writhes around in pain as Joshua manages to get the knees up into the abdomen. Joshua slowly stirs to his feet, he drops a couple of knees down into the back of Max Adamson. He then locks in a grounded Full Nelson hold, slowly lifting Adamson to his feet...

HA: The Joshua Tree is locked in!

HE: This is it. This is all over for Max! How is he going to summon the energy to escape from this hold?!

Adamson is booting his foot on the floor, trying to get the fans behind him and they chant Max's name loudly. Joshua wrenches back on the hold but Max continues to show signs of fight, edging towards the corner.

HA: How is he managing this?!

Joshua pulls back on the hold but Max Adamson manages to build momentum, running into the corner. He uses the ropes to climb up and spring over the top of Joshua, escaping the hold...

HA: Adamson has got the roll-up!

HE: No, no...no!

HA: Adamson's going to win! Adamson's going to win!

Ref: 1................................2.............................................3!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: ADAMSON WINS! ADAMSONS WINS! NEW CHAMPION! NEW CHAMPION!

HE: HE HAD THE ROPES HAROLD! ADAMSON HAD HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES! HOW THE HELL DID THE REFEREE NOT SEE THAT?!

HA: HOW THE TABLES HAVE TURNED! AFTER ALL THE UNDERHAND TACTICS OF JOSHUA AND THE FORGOTTEN, THEY'VE COME BACK TO BITE THEM. ADAMSON IS THE NEW CHAMPION!

*Max gets to his feet in celebration, the referee is ordering for the title belt to be passed into the ring as Joshua protests furiously, the crowd are going wild with cheers...

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match by way of PINFALL and YOUR NEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW 6CW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE...

"Riot" blares out through the speakers and the boos are deafening as Mr Jones strides out onto the stage, microphone in hand.

Mr Jones: You, you shut the hell up right now, do not even try to finish that sentence because otherwise I will fire your ass right here, right now!

Referee, I don't know what in the hell you are doing, I tend to assume that this company's board of directors hire referees who actually know the rules of wrestling. Max Adamson clearly, clearly, had his foot on the ropes as he pinned Joshua. That is a clear, flagrant breach of the rules and I will not allow that to happen under my leadership, I will not allow a Main Event to be influenced by anyone other than the two wrestlers.

HA: Oh the irony.

For that reason, I am ORDERING that this match be re-started immediately. You down there, ring that damn bell and then sit back in your chair until there has been a legal pinfall!

*The crowd are booing like crazy, chanting "F*ck Jones" as Adamson is now the man protesting vehemently in the ring at the referee, who looks totally overwhelmed by the situation. He looks to the time-keeper and nods.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: And so we go again! Mr Jones once again exerting his influence on proceedings.

HE: Oh come on Harold, you know as well as I do that Max Adamson cheated to win that match!

HA: He might have done, but I know how many times Jones and The Forgotten have employed such tactics and there has never been a single repercussion. This is a blatant abuse of power.

HE: He's just enforcing the rules Harold.

Max Adamson is still protesting with the referee as the bell rings to kick the match back off. Joshua runs in, he takes Max Adamson down with a double axe handle to the back of the head. Joshua then proceeds to boot away on the head of Adamson.

Eventually he relents, Joshua allows Adamson to stir to his knees before bouncing off the ropes and nailing a running boot to the head. He covers.

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

Max forces the shoulder up. Joshua allows Adamson to his feet, where he hits a series of headbutts on Adamson, who stumbles back into the corner. Joshua then takes a few steps back, before hitting a stinger splash. Adamson stumbles forward out of the corner, Joshua plants him with a running forearm smash. Cover.

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

Joshua again goes onto the attack. He re-applies the Full Nelson hold, lifting Max to his feet in the Joshua Tree but this time Adamson counters with three jawbreakers, Joshua eventually releases the hold. Max hits a knee to the stomach...

HA: Fa-Maxxer!

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

Adamson clambers onto Joshua, where he piles punches down into the head. Eventually Max relents, he then lifts Joshua to his feet, he connects with a monkey flip. Joshua falls into the corner, Max sprints in, connecting with a flying clothesline.

Joshua slumps against the turnbuckles, and Max climbs up to the top rope. He boots down on the top of the 6CW Champion's head viciously, before turning him around...

HE: Sunset flip powerbomb!

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

Joshua again forces the shoulder up. The camera pans to the top of the stage, where Jones stands watching, looking worried. He then turns back around and motions to the back...

HA: What the hell is he doing?!

HE: Just looking around...

HA: A likely story! Damn it, I knew this was coming. Here they are! Jimmy Phillips, Hokori, god damn it there's Aaron Heath too! This is a damn ambush!

HE: They haven't even done anything yet Harold, they may have wanted a better view.

The crowd then erupt into huge cheers as Dicey Reilly emerges from the fans on the side of the stage. Hokori is first down the ramp and he is flattened with a steel chair shot to the head.

Heath follows, Dicey drives the chair up into the stomach and then down across the back. Phillips wrenches the chair away from Dicey, he swings it but Reilly ducks under and then boots the chair into the head of Phillips. Reilly picks up the chair, and holds it his above head with a smirk, staring down at Jones who is close to boiling over as Reilly returns to the fans.

HA: Dicey Reilly once again proving a thorn in the side of Mr Jones!

The action returns to in the ring. Adamson allows Joshua to his feet, he lifts him onto his shoulders for the Cyclone but Joshua manages to escape. He lifts Max into an electric chair position but he counters with a bulldog from a-top of Joshua's shoulders. Max then goes to the top rope..

HE: SHOOTING STAR HEADBUTT!

HA: IT'S OVER! THIS IS IT!

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

HE: Unbelievable from Joshua!

Max retreats to the corner. He waits for Joshua to rise, sprinting in...

HA: GORE! GORE!

HE: KNEE TO THE HEAD BY JOSHUA!

Adamson stumbles around, Joshua lifts him into the air and nails a powerbomb!

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

Max is the man to get the shoulder up on this occassion. Joshua lifts Max to his feet, he sets up for the Go To Hell but Max manages to free himself. He hits a dropkick to the back, sending Joshua into the corner. Adamson runs in, nailing a splash.

He then lifts Joshua up to the top rope. Max sets up for the superplex, but Joshua counters with a series of headbutts and elbows to the head. Adamson fires back with punches of his own...

HA: This is a very precarious position for both men.

Adamson manages to get into position for the superplex but Joshua blocks it. He then counters, throwing Max down from the top rope in a front suplex. Adamson rolls to his front, Joshua slowly gets to his feet on the top rope, steadying himself...

HE: DUMBSTRUCK!

HA: THE SUICIDE HEADBUTT CONNECTS!

HE: THAT HAS TO BE IT!

Ref: 1................................2.............................................3!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: FINALLY IT'S OVER! FINALLY THIS MATCH ENDS!

HE: WHAT A CONTEST! WHAT A MATCH THAT WAS! JOSHUA IS STILL THE CHAMPION!

HA: JOSHUA IS NOW THE RECORD HOLDER, THE LONGEST REIGNING 6CW CHAMPION IN THE HISTORY OF THIS GREAT COMPANY.

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman the winner of this match by way of PINFALL and STILLLLL 6CW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORRLDDD...JOSHUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

HE: What a great win for Joshua, his first defence was against Max Adamson and now the record-breaker comes against him too.

HA: Well some would argue that Max did win the match Henry, he did get a 1.2.3 pin count against Joshua.

HE: His feet were on the ropes man, that is not allowed! Everyone knows that!

HA: Mr Jones has never been a stickler for rules though has he?

HE: Considering the magnitude of this match, Jones of course had to make that abundantly clear, that this match wouldn't be settled by cheating.

HA: And yet there he was, sending out re-enforcements, until Dicey Reilly intercepted them.

HE: Another one who had no business in this match-up.

HA: I don't want to take anything away from Joshua though, he was tremendous tonight, as was Max Adamson. It was an incredible contest, so many near falls, so many close moments. But we finally have a winner, and that man was Joshua.

HE: Until next time folks.

*Anarchy goes off air with Joshua barely stirring to his feet, holding the title close to his chest as the crowd boo and Jones watches on from the top of the stage, nodding his head and smiling.