6CW Anarchy Supershow Monday 13th June-LIVE

*As fans tune into the pre- show, a dark screen bursts into life as a long and winding road stretches off into the distance. The desert surroundings present a arid and dry land, the sun baking the scorched tarmac causing a heat haze to fly from the tarmac. A voice over then suddenly kicks into life as the camera pans in on a lonely figure walking down the road, his back turned to the camera.*

VO: The road to Night of Glory is filled with obstacles and none more ominous than the devil's playground... the elimination chamber.

*The camera quickly leaves the road and back into darkness. The elimination chamber bursts onto screen in white and a hue of red as the Night of Glory logo can be seen in the distance. The camera continues to roam around the chamber as the VT continues to speak.*

VO: How can a match... so barbaric, so twisted and evil turn six men into wild animals, with one goal on their minds. The elimination chamber is the last obstacle on the road to Night of Glory. Their last chance to main event Night of Glory. The wave of emotions is startling... it's like nothing you will ever see.

VO: Fear... trepidation, Intensity. Almost a unknowing of what is going to happen to their very souls. Careers and legacies can be formed in this demonic structure. For those with everything to gain and everything to lose, the price for failure is catastrophic.

*The camera changes to the same figure, with his back turned slamming a chamber door as the screen cuts off with the loud banging off the metal door slamming into the chamber. The camera then reveals the six men involved in the chamber, Marshall Murdoch, Cassius Zhi, Thunder, Aaron Heath, Mike Masters and Dicey Reilly.*

VO: These men know not of pain, but that changes in the chamber... this monstrous, unrelenting and demonic structure tears flesh and breaks bones. 36 feet in diameter, 16 feet tall and two miles of emotionless chain weighing at two tones, imprisoning these doomed souls.

VO: Six warriors will enter this chamber... playing Russian roulette with their futures. Many back down to the pain and lose while others go on to the biggest night in their careers. To reach paradise and reach your dreams... you must go through hell on earth. There can only be one... one warrior. Five will fall away into the abyss while one headlines Night of Glory. Who will survive... The Chamber.

*The voiceover ends as the VT shows each man writhing in pain before flashing through the six men doing their finishing moves before ending the VT with the elimination chamber in the rafters and the sound of a door locking and the bell ringing.*

PRE SHOW

*Fans young and old are filing into Wembley arena as the countdown to the 6CW Supershow kicks off. The camera pans around the almost jam packed arena as crew members check last minute things such as technical equipment and the last touches to the ring. The camera continues to roam around the arena revealing a entourage of England fans. One is a scruffy young man, holding up a LAD bible sign, the middle man is shirtless with UKIP tattooed on his stomach. As the voluptuous male turns around, a large Newcastle crest tattoo can be seen on his back. The camera then reveals the final man, who is holding an inflatable trombone. He yells into the camera, Francine wasn't going to Marseille but London! The three rascals are quickly escorted from the arena by heavy handed 6CW crowd control, much to the fans delight. Moving swiftly on, A few fans also are holding up an array of signs which include "Announce the Fanatic" "Announce Lucas Takeo" and "Announce Koeman" These young men are all in matching Norwich City shirts.*

*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 as always 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 in a trademark neat bun and is wearing a striking white dress with a black necklace. The commentary duo are wearing trademark 6CW suits, black and red with matching red handkerchiefs tucked neatly in the jacket pockets. The camera also picks up on the plant with the cacti from two weeks beginning to grow in the soil. Charlotte then readies herself and begins to speak as the crowd continue to funnel in, to an almost full capacity As Charlotte begins to speak, the chamber is ominously shown over the ring as the lights go off and on, the chamber hanging over the ring like a bad cloud.*

CG: Welcome one and all to the 6CW kick off show! I'm joined as ever by the Lloyd brothers, Harold and Henry! And there she is... the Elimination chamber! The road to Night of Glory has hit a major speed bump, and six men are going to have to be dragged from the wreckage. One will be victorious and survive the chamber... but who will it be? But before we kick off tonight we have a very special guest joining us... It's none other than former 6CW athlete, Jackson Black! Jackson welcome to the pre-show!

*The toned and muscular frame of Jackson Black is shown on the camera, wearing a pair of blue jeans and a tight black shirt, he smiles warmly into the camera, waving into it also as the crowd behind begin a Jackson chant. The Lloyd brothers applaud to, and Jackson stands up and waves at the fans who warmly applaud the former 6CW legend. Charlotte clears her throat before speaking as Jackson sits back down.*

CG: Jackson! Welcome to the pre-show and welcome back to 6CW! These people are in electric mood and you have started a wild night off in style! How are things?
*Jackson clears his throat and his broad Texas voice can then be heard once more*

Black: Well, I just want to say it's an honour and a privilege to back amongst the 6CW world and of course on the pre-show. Yeah, I've been great actually, been working hard in Texas and keeping well. It's been a while since I have been wrestling but I have kept in contact with some of the guys, and all is well. Truth be told, I'm pleased I'm on the other side and watching this new revolution. Some of these cats, unreal. I don't think I could keep up!

HA: Are you kidding? It's been a few years Jackson and you're still in killer shape! Seriously, speaking on behalf of the entire 6CW world and extended, you are very much still in our thoughts and we are so pleased to see you. It's a pleasure to have a champion in our midst and on the pre-show!

HE: Not very often I agree with my brother, but on this occasion I will. Jackson Black, what a legend. What a superstar! I think these people are chanting your name!

*The crowd break into a Jackson Black chant as Jackson swivels on his chair and blushes in pride and thumps his chest in appreciation and salutes the fans. Jackson then swivels back and looks on with a smile as Charlotte begins to speak, beginning the pre-show. The camera then cuts away briefly to an animation of the elimination chamber with the six men, Marshall Murdoch, Aaron Heath, Cassius Zhi, Dicey Reilly, Thunder and Mike Masters in front of it before heading back to the pre-show panel.*

CG: Wow! Well you can tell the fans are in some mood tonight and what a night it's going to be... This Supershow is going to be a night we are never going to forget and there is simply no other place we can start... One main event of Night of Glory is on the line. Six men, one elimination chamber, a chance of immortality in their grasp. Any six of these men could headline Night of Glory against Joshua or Liam Wood... I mean, who is your favourite if any going into this match guys?

HA: This chamber we see behind us is the last bump in the road to Night of Glory... infact, I'd call it a gaping pothole! This demonic structure is going to decide the destiny of one of six men and one of our two champions. And of course Robin Reborn hasn't even decided yet to make things even more complicated!

HE: It's all part of Jones's master plan to weed out the weakest in our company and show the man that is the strongest to survive the chamber to face either the beast or the slayer of kings. I mean how daunting is that? But Murdoch, Zhi, Reilly, Heath, Thunder and Masters are six of the finest stars in this company and if I was a betting man, you'd go for the experienced heads to prevail. I'm thinking Zhi, Murdoch. Remember, the first night Zhi returned, Joshua and Zhi has a little coming together, so perhaps its fate?

JB: Speaking from experience, I have taken part in these matches and they are the most physically demanding, enduring and painful in this history of this company. It's a war in there; it's a race of attrition. The guy who can withstand the punishment and torture will come up on top. The man, who takes the risks, will take the win. You cannot hide in this chamber or of course its pods! The wait, it eats you up inside and that chain will tear flesh. But the man I'm backing and the horse I'm backing... it's got to be Dicey. I mean, wrestling the man and throughout his career he has adapted. Tonight is no different. Dicey Reilly will go onto Night of Glory as number one contender and continue his legacy.

HA: But will Jones allow that? Last week, Keith Leone was one of his latest victims. You cross the line and the boss will come down on you like a ton of bricks. Bear in mind, these two have been at each other's throats for weeks and weeks, it has to come to an end soon. But I agree with Jackson, Dicey or Thunder for me. Both on the paths of redemption and although the chamber and Masters, Murdoch, Heath and Zhi will be enormous obstacles, at-least one of those men will reach night of Glory as number one contender.

HE: Keith crossed the line Harold; we have been through this I can't believe you cannot see that! He crossed the boss and has to pay the consequences. In this era, obedience is all that matters. You reap the rewards; Keith should have known this and Dicey should know too. He should know that Jones is the man that doesn't tolerate disorder and poor behaviour. Dicey, like Keith will pay the ultimate price... his distinguished career in the end, one way or another. I guarantee Reilly won't walk away from the chamber tonight in one piece.

JB: If Dicey doesn't make it out of the ring in one piece you can guarantee he's taking one if not five other men with him tonight! I like Thunder, he's a cool cat and I think he's got the taste of that title by fighting the big man at Day of Reckoning and he wants more. That hunger cannot be underestimated. But then, don’t forget about Murdoch, Zhi, Heath and Masters. Four guys who could easily walk into the main event at Night of Glory and give Joshua and Wood a war like no other.

CG: So your final predictions?

HE: I'm going for the most experienced and knows how to deal with his job efficiently, Cassius Zhi.

JB: I'm going for my man Dicey.

HA: My head says Thunder but my heart... my heart says Dicey walks away victorious. His fighting spirit will turn the very landscape of Night of Glory. Dicey has still one big say in 6CW. This company needs people like Dicey Reilly representing at the highest level. Thunder will come back stronger and I still expect him to be right in the fight for titles for many years to come.

CG: Some tough calls to make and you can see all this unravel later in the main event! The elimination chamber is one of the most dangerous and brutal matches in this company's history and six men will leave it all out there for one chance at immortality! You can have your say on who's going to win on twitter, Facebook, instagram and all of our other social media platforms with the hash-tag #EliminationChamber and then the hashtags #Reilly #Masters #Zhi #Heath #Thunder or #Murdoch. At the end of the pre-show we will count all the votes up and give you the final verdict from you the 6CW world! But moving on we have our world champion in action against a man competing for the TV title at night of Glory... it's Joshua vs Stevens! Big match huh guys?

HA: One of the most expansive and globe breaking titles, the TV title will be contested in a fatal four way match at night of glory, the question is can Austin turn up to Night of Glory carrying this momentum? Joshua is a man on a mission to cement his legacy as the most dominant champion in the history of this company who won't back down from anyone.

HE: You have to remember Austin is coming off a big few wins as of late and this test against Joshua represents a massive opportunity for Austin. The question is, can he take it?

JB: Back in my time during 6CW, we never had a champion as dominant, as efficient and as relentless as Joshua... I'm pleased I never fought him in that squared circle! The man is a monster... but Austin, he offers something different. He certainly won't back down either! This match has all the hallmarks of a straight fight!

HA: Joshua has become extremely possessive of that title too...

HE: Ha! You’ll be a fool to underestimate Joshua. Look, the real winner is going to be the beast. I'm looking at Joshua going into Night of Glory with a wave of momentum and drive. Nobody has come close to dislodging the beast from his perch. Stevens has done well, but Joshua doesn't mess around and the beast is coming to play.

JB: Joshua vs Stevens... Beast vs lunatic? we have a fight on tonight ladies and gentleman..

HA: I don't think this arena will be able to contain the carnage!

CG: So predictions for that match?

JB: Austin is going to give it all he has got against our champion but Joshua is going to send a message to the challengers or challenger to his throne tonight.

HA: Going with the champion, Joshua.

HE: Making it three! Austin will have one eye on the TV title come Night of Glory.

CG: Of course you can get involved in that match to with the Hashtag #JoshuaVsStevens on all our social media platforms... Tag team matches to talk about next on the agenda! Three in total! We have quite an odd looking combination in Lex and Steel vs Crime Lord and James McManus...

HE: Well, It's Night of Glory season, you have to win, regardless of all situations. Simple as that Charlotte. I can tell you that from being around the guys.. it doesn't matter who you team with but the momentum. But the fact is, all four guys, they need to start winning because right now Night of Glory season? They need to make a statement to each other. Four men with very different agendas going into Night of Glory and they need to act and I'm sure they will tonight with obviously Lex and Steel facing off in the Tag team title match and of course McManus focusing in on the UK title and Crime Lord defending against Anderson.

HA: I have to agree with my brother, a win is a win, you have to put differences aside. Otherwise... well, could you really imagine going to Night of Glory without momentum and low morale? It’s a possibility. Somebody needs to make a statement tonight.

JB: Yeah, these four guys need to pull together in their respective teams and grab the win for themselves going into Night of Glory.

CG: So predictions?

HA: I'm going with the Hart and Steel. They're used to tag teaming albeit different sides but this experience will see them through

HE: Crime Lord and McManus, both guys are going into huge title bouts and the win will send a huge message to Anderson and Faith.

JB: I'm agreeing with Harold, sorry Henry!

CG: Okay, moving on, one half of the megastars, Max Adamson teams with one half of Perfect Execution... Perfect Jack against Anderson and Faith, champion and challenger at night of Glory. Thoughts?

HE: Perfect Execution has got it all... Lex, Jack and Jessica. Wow, what a trio. All they are missing are the tag titles and they are perfectly achievable at Night of Glory. Max Adamson teaming with Jack tonight is a major factor tonight though!

HA: Anderson and Faith are on a roll but the tag team experience of their opponents is hard to ignore. I'm worried however that things may boil over on both sides. Jack and Crime Lord are very cunning so do not put it past them...

JB: Things never change do they!?

HE: Nope!

CG: Predictions?

HA: Adamson and Jack.

JB: Perfect Jack and Adamson!

HE: Going against the grain, I'm going with the champion and challenger combination of Anderson and Faith!

CG: We also have one more tag team matches to discuss about... The TV title contenders Engel and Cerberus tag team to go against the newly formed team of Perez and Jack Hurst! Who comes out on top?

HE: Engel and Cerberus both have their eyes firmly locked onto the TV title... it's such a huge match and of course they will both be after some momentum going into the match. Can they co-exist?

HA: This is their time I feel. It all comes down to this... a chance to show the other that they are better than the other, unfortunately Hurst and Perez will come up a little short. I don't think Cerberus and Engel will give an inch however to the other, expect ego's to be bruised!

JB: Being a previous holder of the old TV title, I can tell you how much it would mean for one of my old friends Engel or Cerberus to be champions... they are dying for the opportunity to be a champion, I promise you that! tonight is the start where the mind games begin for these two.

HA: And they will both come out victorious tonight I feel.

HE: Agreed, I think Hurst and Perez are fighting other battles. The Tag team titles for both is a massive opportunity so to get through to Night of Glory unscathed is their biggest goal at present.

JB: Plenty riding on the line!

CG: And who can forget... we have the Gateway to Glory winner Robin Reborn in action tonight against the team of Mike Hill and Anthony Grace... can we expect Jones to add to this punishment or even up the odds?

HE: Come on Charlotte, Jones would never do that! Reborn has been a thorn in Jones's side for weeks, ever since day of reckoning. This is his punishment tonight and there will be nobody to help him out. And of course... the EWF champion Liam Wood always lurks...

HA: It's no secret that Wood has his eyes on Reborn and will do anything to keep his dream down. The pair have come to blows before and I wouldn't be surprised to see Wood intervene against Reborn. But the match itself... you have to argue that Hill and Grace will co-exist. I don't doubt that so Reborn is in for a match and a half tonight.

JB: Robin Reborn is one of the strongest, dedicated and talented guys I know in the business at present. This man is going to Night of Glory come hell or high water and is ready to steal the show. Wood, Joshua whoever... they will be in for a fight. The Reborn Revolution is going to take flight!

HA: A quick word on Grace and Hill, they will be up for this. No question and I can see them taking the fight to Reborn and working as a unit. But once all is said and done, the pair of them will be enemies once more.

CG: Who wins?

HE: Grace and Hill.

JB: Robin Reborn.

HA: I gotta agree with Jackson... Robin Reborn is riding a wave and everything he touches seem to turn to gold. Nothing is stopping him in his quest to be a champion but I think he will manage to navigate this block into Night of Glory in a few weeks.

CG: And finally O'Callaghan, the impressive O'Callaghan! Takes on another man apart of the TV title match at night of Glory, Jimmy Phillips...

HE: Both brilliant, both cocky, both winners... What a match! And you know what, O'Callaghan has this I think. Phillips has been in recent weeks up and with the TV title at Night of Glory around the corner... in that regard; it’s a O'Callaghan win baby and ensuring that the 6CW world know who O'Callaghan is and he is here to stay.

HA: As mentioned last week, O'Callaghan fits like a glove in 6CW but Jimmy Phillips a point to prove. O'Callaghan will relish this opportunity and to take on one of the best this company has and he will take it with both hands. O'Callaghan is a future world champion... there is no denying that. It's a case of when rather than if, but if he keeps up his rampage over 6CW, who's to say it won't be sooner?

HE: Get O'Callaghan now!

CG: Winner?

HA: O'Callaghan win.

HE: Ditto!

JB: O'Callaghan! I’m really impressed with that kid...

CG: Okay! Well, there you have it folks! The pre-show is all wrapped up! My thanks to the Lloyd brothers and Jackson Black ! I have been Charlotte Grey and this has been the 6CW Kick off show! The arena is almost filled to full capacity and we are ready for another incredible bump in the road to night of glory... But before we leave let's just check on the voting for the elimination chamber tonight and its winner... and the person you have picked is...

*The camera switches to the titantron as the six men come up on the screen, all doing their signature taunts and poses. Who wins the chamber? Is the wording under an empty line graph. A drum-roll can then be heard before a line graph pops up on the screen as the crowd go wild, as the vast majority of fans have voted Dicey ahead of Thunder, only marginally however. In third place is Cassius Zhi, in fourth is Marshall Murdoch, in fifth is Aaron Heath and in sixth is Mike Masters. The camera then switches back to the kick off show and Charlotte only.*

CG: There you have it folks! Dicey Reilly is your pick to be victorious tonight... my thanks again to my guests. Night of Glory is only a few weeks away but six men have the chance to fulfil destiny's and dreams. Six men have it in their grasp. All or nothing... Who will survive the chamber?! It's 6CW AND IT'S COMING NEXT!

*The kick off ends with the camera panning away from Charlotte towards the ominous and demonic elimination chamber hanging in the distance. The show then begins fading away and hitting the last commercial break before 6CW Supershow!*

*The 6CW logo appears on the blank screen, as “Here Comes the Boom” by P.O.D kicks in; the crowd in the Manchester Arena goes crazy as pyrotechnics and fireworks explode all around. The camera pans across the fans before focusing on the commentary team at ringside

HA: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to Manchester. The analysis and predictions are done. The time for talking is over. Tonight destinies will be made. Night of Glory is a month away and we are here in unfamiliar surroundings for a huge 6CW Supershow where the future of so many of our superstars will be decided in one action packed night

My name is Harold Lloyd and as ever I will be joined by my brother Henry to guide you all through what is sure to be one of the most eventful nights in 6CW history

Henry nods to camera
HE: So without further ado. Let’s get on with the show

HA: This is 6CW

Both: AND IT’S TIME TO PLAY!!!

The opening credits roll

Anthony Grace is backstage making preparations ahead of his match

??: Have you been working out, mmmm those guns are looking bigger

Grace lifts his head as Miss Jessica walks into shot, she runs her hands through his hair

MJ: I’ve been told I could make it in Hollywood, what do you think, would you have me on the casting couch?

Grace appears lost for words as Jessica sits on his lap, biting her lip she giggles
MJ: Oooh, you’ve got muscles everywhere..

The door opens and in walks Lex Hart and Perfect Jack, Grace stands up quickly pushing Jessica aside

AG: She just, erm it’s not….

Lex laughs
LH: In those tights I can see exactly what it was…

Grace looks embarrassed

LH: It’s natural, shows your human, shows you’re more like us than we’d give you credit for
Grace sparks to life after that comment
AG: I’m nothing like either of you

Lex nods
LH: I guess when you consider our huge successes and status in the wrestling business than I guess you’re right Anthony but maybe just maybe you’re starting to see the light

Jack laughs
PJ: Or the dark…

Grace looks confused as Lex continues
LH: It’s nothing to be ashamed of. It happens to the best of guys. One day you wake up and realise that you’re tired of playing by the rules, tired of being the stand up, reliable guy that everyone takes advantage of and nobody respects

AG: They don’t….

Lex raises both hands
LH: I’ll be honest I don’t know how you keep up this charade day in day out. I remember how hard it was to try to pretend to be something you’re not back before Genesis. This must be such a relief for you..

I don’t like Adamson but he’s doing you a real favour with this change of attitude. Obviously at Night of Glory you’ll come up second best but for your future it’s definitely the right decision

Good guys always finish last

Jessica giggles
MJ: Unless they’re with me….

Jessica kisses Grace on the cheek

MJ: See you soon sugar

Perfect Execution and Jessica leave the shot with Grace staring intently

Backstage Mr Jones walks into his office, his eyes widen when he sees Charles Kramer sat in his chair. Kramer calmly stands

CK: Please Michael sit….

Jones removes his suit jacket and pours himself a drink

CK: I’m fine thanks

Jones shakes his head
MJ: You’re an arrogant son of a b**** Charles

Kramer smiles as Jones continues

MJ: The last time we spoke I told you to get the hell out of my office!

Kramer nods
CK: And as I remember you were desperate for some help and look at what we have here. A Supershow, in the home of 6CW. The largest UK audience ever seen for a non PPV and I have been reliably informed merchandise sales are at the highest levels ever experienced. Quite the masterstroke Michael. Whoever came up with this idea should be rewarded

Kramer has a smug grin in his face as Jones remains silent

CK: But one swallow does not a summer make. You realise that Michael don’t you?

Jones takes a swig from his drink

CK: You are one of the cleverest business men I have ever worked with Michael but do you know why you are struggling in 6CW?

Jones scoffs
MJ: The arena is sold out. I am hardly struggling!

Kramer raises his voice slightly
CK: You react to situations Michael. You are making decisions based on your emotions. You are letting your ego push you down paths you should never be going down

This is a business. Pure and simple. You need to have a plan, you need to have a vision..

You’re fire fighting or should I say you’re getting others to put out the fires that you’ve started and sooner or later that fire is going to overcome everything you have tried to build

Jones slams his drink on his desk

MJ: Who the hell do you think you are?

Kramer remains silent

MJ: Your levels of self-importance are off the chart. I brought you here to do a job; I pay you very well to do what I tell you. You don’t agree with how I do things, fine, but as long as I am paying your wages you don’t dare tell me how to run my company!!

Kramer smiles and raises his hands
CK: Can’t say I didn’t try Michael. You want me to do your dirty work, you’re right, keep writing those cheques and I’m your man but let me tell you this now for free. You are walking a path to wreck and ruin. I know the threat you are facing. I know what you have done to get where you are today, everything.

MJ: Don’t you threaten me!

Kramer shakes his head
CK: I don’t need to. You’re doing it all yourself Michael..

You are a month away from the biggest show this company has ever seen and you don’t even have either of the Main Events announced. You are being dictated to by Robin Reborn and have been forced into giving two individuals you swore would be buried a potential shot at a World Title because you can’t control your own staff

MJ: I am in control!

Kramer laughs again
CK: Because you have Joshua?

Are you sure about that, from where I am standing he only cares about one thing now, you’ve been replaced by another inanimate object

Think about it Jones. What do you have left?

FEAR…Gone

The Authority…Gone

The Forgotten…Gone

Liam Wood only cares about himself. Who are you backing now? Phillips, Heath?

Jones stares straight ahead

CK: Face it Michael. I’m all you have left and as you said yourself. That’s only because you pay me to stick around!

Kramer turns and walks to the door
CK: You know where I am when you need me…

Kramer leaves the office and closes the door behind him leaving a furious Jones alone

Match One
Geoff Steel/Lex Hart vs James McManus/Crime Lord

HA: It’s time to kick off this Supershow, and to be honest Henry, I don’t know what Jones is playing at. Putting these teams together like this is ridiculous.

HE: You know what Harold, these guys are PROFESSIONAL Wrestlers. It’s in their Job description to be PROFESSIONAL...

HA: Professional or not, there is going to be no love lost in this first match.

The crowd go wild as 'Last Resort' plays. Pyro's go off on the stage as Geoff Steel walks out onto the stage wearing a pair of three quarter length jeans, and red boots, the Gold Tag Team Title is draped across his shoulder. He looks around the crowd nodding his head at the reaction he receives and walks down the ramp, clapping hands with the fans.

HE: I thought he would have done us all a favour and retired by now. But I guess if he is happy being the warm up act...

HA: That “Warm up act” is one half of our tag team champions, Standard Steel. Say what you will Henry, but Geoff Steel has been one of the standout performers on the road to Night of Glory...

HE: Speaking of Tag Team Champions, one half of the next ones is here...

'Be Myself' plays as Lex Hart walks out confidently onto the stage. He is wearing a pair of black tights with Hearts on the Thighs. He ignores the crowd as he walks down the ramp.

HA: Speaking of people that should retire...

HE: Lex Hart is at peak physical fitness Harold. Perfect Execution are going for Gold at Night of Glory.

Lex Hart rolls into the ring and immediately gets in the face of his tag team partner. Steel pushes Hart sending him back and the referee has to get in between the pair as Lex reacts by going nose to nose with his tag team partner

CROWD: (Chant) LET THEM FIGHT!

HE: Disgusting behaviour from Steel. This is totally undeserved.

HA: Underserved Henry? It was Lex that provoked Steel...

The referee seperates the pair and orders one of them to go to the apron. Steel points at Lex, only for Lex to shake his head and point at Steel. As the pair continue to argue, further boos can be heard as 'Out of the black' plays and out walks Crimelord wearing black trunks and boots. He looks towards the ring and laughs as Lex looks away from Steel and towards the entranceway. Lex looks at Steel, smiles and steps through the ropes, Crimelord rubbing his hands with glee.

HE: Now here is a guy you do not want to trifle with...

Crimelord walks down to the ring cockily and slides under the bottom rope. He rises to his feet and stares at Steel. The music stops and the opening bars of 'Sad But True' play. The hooded figure of James McManus appears on stage. He carefully throws his hood back and walks past the mixed crowd. He rolls into the ring and points to the heavens before backing off into the corner and stepping through the ropes.
HA: It looks like Geoff Steel and Crimelord are going to kick us off as the referee calls for the bell...

[b] Crimelord and Steel circle each other slowly. Steel extends his hand for a test of strength and the pair lock up. Crimelord somehow gains an advantage as the pair go back and forth, he nods his head, a smile forming across his face as the crowd Boo. Steel rises to a knee and powers up to his feet slowly as Crimelord shakes his head.

CROWD: (Chant) STANDARD STEEL!

HE: Bog Standard Steel more like...

HA: You do realise that’s not actually an insult right Henry?

As Steel towers over his opponent, Crimelord pulls him in suddenly with a hard knee to the gut, rocking the big man. Crimelord hits some vicious knife edge chops on Steel before sending him into the ropes with an Irish whip. On the rebound Steel ducks a big boot. Crimelord spins around and is met with a flying shoulder tackle sending them both crashing to the mat. Steel with some limber, gets straight back to his feet and runs the ropes as Crimelord rises. Steel leaps towards Crimelord but is caught and sent to the mat with a huge spinebuster.

HA: Steel trying to build up a head of steam...

HE: But Crimelord stops that train right in its tracks.

Crimelord drops a series of Elbows as the fans boo. He cockily waves away the fans before hitting a final elbow drop

HA: Those Elbows were pin point driving into the heart of Steel.

HE: And now Crimelord with the cover, smartly hooking the leg...

REF: ONE
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TWO
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THR...

HA: Not enough to put Steel away.

Steel clutches his chest as Crimelord stamps down viciously on his opponent. The referee attempts to stop the onslaught of stomps but Crimelord pushes the ref away to the anger of the fans. Crimelord backs into his corner and tags in McManus. He walks over to Steel and locks in a spinning toe hold. Steel clearly in pain.

HE: Crimelord and McManus working quite well together in the early goings, see Harold...PROFESSIONAL!

HA: What the hell is Lex doing? He has his back to the match and seems to be winding up the crowd...

CROWD: (Chant) LEX HART SUCKS! LEX HART SUCKS!

Steel grabs the head of McManus and throws some inside elbows to the chin of his opponent breaking the hold and sending his opponent staggering back. Steel limps to his feet holding his leg. McManus sensing an opportunity, runs towards Steel but is caught by a Samoan Drop. Steel goes for the cover

REF:ONE
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HA: WHAT THE HELL!

Crimelord hits a vicious Soccer kick to the head of Steel, before choking him with a hand. The referee desperately tries to break it up

HA: This referee needs to take control of this match.

HE: I think we should add another team to the bloated tag team title match at Night of Glory at this rate. This is pure brilliance.

McManus picks up the slow lumbering Steel from the ground and hits a hard snap suplex before rolling into the cover

REF: ONE
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HA: NO Steel is still breathing, you won’t keep him down. He got the foot on the ropes.

HE: Steel is just delaying the inevitable here.

McManus wraps his arm under the chin of steel in a sleeper and smiles as the crowd chant for Steel. Lex can be visibly seen telling the crowd to shut up.

HA: It hard to see a way out of this for Steel, I hate to agree with you Henry.

HE: Steel is struggling just like I said he would, he just hasn't got it anymore.

McManus puts his leg on the ropes to apply more pressure, sticking his tongue out cockily. The referee goes to check the hold and McManus removes his legs from the ropes.

HA: The referee is checking the arms.

The referee raises Steels arm once. It drops and McManus nods his head before putting his legs on the middle rope again.

HA: Referee, check McManus for god’s sake...

The referee checks Steels arm a second time and again it drops. He looks to raise Steels arm one last time but notices something. The referee berates McManus verbally and orders the hold broken as he sees in plain sight McManus using the ropes for leverage.

HA: FINALLY!!!

HE: Steel with a lucky escape there...

As Steel gasps for breathe and slowly recovers, McManus is sent to the corner, the referee pointing and yelling with authority. Steel rises to his feet and McManus runs towards him, but is met with a back body drop over the top rope

HA: GAMECHANGER! But that took a lot out of Steel. He is down to one knee as that leg continues to give him problems.

HE: Don't be stupid Steel you need to make the tag...

Steel pulls himself up by the rope and looks at Lex, his back still turned from the match. Steel limps over and tags a shocked Lex violently on the shoulder who shakes his head. Steel shrugs and tosses him into the ring over the top rope

HE: THATS NO WAY TO TREAT YOUR TAG TEAM PARTNER...

HA: Well maybe Lex Hart should start acting like one...

HE: How did that APE get the tag team titles is the question I want to know the answer to...

McManus recovers and slides slowly into the ring as Lex Hart verbally assaults his partner. McManus walks over to his corner and tags in Crimelord. Steel pokes Lex Hart and points towards Crimelord. Lex spins around and looks at Crimelord. Crimelord looks back smiling. The pair rush to the middle of the ring throwing fists at each other. Crimelord gains the advantage with a knee to the gut and drags Lex Hart to the corner, choking him with a boot. The ref stops the choke and Hart slumps to the ground. Crimelord and McManus take turns tagging each other in stamping at Hart.

HA: For all intents and purposes this is a masterclass from Crimelord and McManus.

McManus, the legal man, drags Hart up from the corner and body slams him to the mat before climbing the top rope. He waits patiently as Hart climbs to his feet.

HA: CROSSBODY! NO! FLATLINE!

Replays show Lex Hart anticipate the cross body and hit his patented RKO out of nowhere. Lex goes for the cover.

REF: ONE
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HA: NO! Crimelord breaks up the pin attempt.

Lex stands up and squares up to Crimelord but is shrugged off. Lex looks at his opponent still down from the RKO and runs towards the ropes

HE: SUBLIME SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT!

REF:ONE
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THREE...

HA: NO TWO AND A HALF!

Lex shakes his head frustrated and stands up, hitting his partner on the chest to tag him in. Steel steps through the ropes as an illegal Crimelord steps through the ropes charging towards him. He is met with a back body drop and springs to his feet, walking straight into a sit out powerbomb.

HA: This is better from Steel and Lex...

HE: Finally Steel is being professional...

Steel goes to his corner and signals for a spear. McManus slowly rises to his feet.

HA: SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR! Steel is going for the cover.

HE: ITS OVER!

HA: ONE
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WHAT? FOUR FIVE SIX...WHATS THE REFEREE DOING?

Steel looks up and see's the referee directing Lex Hart to get in the ring. Steel stands up and grabs the referee spinning him around. The referee signals that a tag was made.

HA: Apparently a tag was made whilst Steel was going for the Spear?

HE: Steel should be aware of his partners whereabouts at all times, that’s what makes a tag team champion.

Steel reluctantly steps back through the ropes and Lex Hart enters the ring. He rushes to cover McManus.

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McManus powers Lex Hart halfway across the ring. Lex shakes his head and stands up, walking right into the grasp of a recovered Crimelord

HA: LOCK AND LOAD!

HE: Is Geoff Steel...laughing?

Steel drops from the apron to the outside smiling as he witnesses events in the ring. McManus stands up and looks at Crimelord, mouthing “I got this” he picks up Lex Hart by the head and lifts him up onto his shoulder

HA: TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! TOMBSTONE! ITS OVER!

HE: Steel should be doing something.

McManus goes for the cover as Steel backs up the ramp

REF:ONE
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THREE!

The referee signals for the bell as McManus rises to his feet and his arm is raised.


HE: Professional job by Crimelord and McManus here. Less can be said about Steels behaviour out here tonight.

HA: Say what you want Henry but Steel had this match won!

Steel continues to gloat as the screen cuts to a replay of Lex Hart tagging Steel on his shoulder as he went for the Spear

HA: And that was the game changer folks, a tag from Lex Hart as Steel had the match in the bag.

HE: Being tag champs is all about ring awareness Harold, if Steel wasn't such an Ape he would have felt that tag and known the plan. Perfect Execution have got the win in the bag at Night of Glory...mark my words.

HA: It certainly doesn't look like it, Lex Hart is motionless. Folks what a way to kick off our Supershow...and we are mere weeks away from Night of Glory. This road is shaping up to be a bumpy one.

The scene fades as the camera focusses on the Night of Glory sign.

Robin Reborn arrives at the arena and the crowd pop. Reborn has large headphones around his neck and a gym bag slung over his shoulder. He stops to sign a few autographs

FAN1: Who are you gonna pick Robin. I hope it’s Wood. I hope you kick his…..

FAN2: No Joshua. Make him cry when you rip the belt from his cold hands

Reborn smiles but before he can reply he is interrupted by an angry looking Mr Jones

MJ: You ready to make your decision?

RR: Whoa, you been joggin boss man?

Jones is red in the face and clearly agitated
MJ: I don’t have time for your games anymore Reborn. You make your decision by the end of tonight’s show or maybe I just retract your entitlement to that match at Night of Glory

Reborn grins as the fans react

FAN1: You can’t do that

FAN2: He won the gateway, he earned it!

Jones snaps
MJ: I own this damn company I can do whatever the hell I want, and don’t anyone forget that..

Jones points his finger at Reborn
MJ: By the end of the show or else!!

Reborn mockingly salutes as Jones storms off

HA: Another tag team match of strange bed-fellows up next here on Anarchy!

HE: It's got the UK Champion involved, teaming with the man who has targeted the International Title.

HA: And on the opposite team is once again two members from separate teams who will compete for the tag belts in that huge match at Night of Glory.

HE: It'll certainly be interesting.

'You Ain't Stoppin' Me' plays and a confident Cameron Faith walks out onto the stage. He walks with a swagger, the UK title around his waist and makes his way down the ramp, meeting Conor Anderson who is already in the ring.

HE: Potentially, these two are a fantastic team, if they can operate together.

"I am perfection" blares out around the arena and the crowd descend into boos as Perfect Jack strolls out onto the stage, smiling confidently. He leaps up and down on the spot a couple of times before making his way to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope.

"Radioactive" hits and the crowd erupt as Max Adamson walks out through the curtain, emerging through an array of green and gold pyrotechnics. Max motions a title belt around his waist as Jack watches on from the ring, before walking down the ramp, tagging the fans hands. Adamson climbs onto the apron and in over the top rope.

HA: They maybe team-mates this evening but both men will undoubtedly want to one-up each other tonight to make a statement ahead of Night of Glory.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Max Adamson and Cameron Faith start the match off, locking up in the middle of the ring. Adamson's size advantage allows him to push Faith back towards the ropes, he places his body in there forcing Max Adamson away. Faith slowly emerges forward from the ropes, Adamson strides over and goes for a clothesline, but Faith ducks underneath it and pulls Max down across the top rope with a reverse STO.

Faith drags Adamson away from the ropes, rolling him up into a pinfall predicament.

HA: A clever bit of counter-wrestling there from Cameron Faith.

HE: Clearly something that he has been working on in preparation for his match with James McManus, one of the best technical wrestlers in the company.

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

Faith rolls to his feet, he immediately starts beating away on Adamson with a series of stomps to the head. He then allows the Australian up to his feet, before reeling off a succession of stiff knife-edge chops into the chest that back Max into the corner. Faith then sprints in, nailing a shining wizard on Max. The 6CW UK Champion then grabs Adamson by the head, running forward out of the corner and connecting with a bulldog. Cover.

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

Max Adamson forces the shoulder up. Cameron Faith applies an armbar hold, he then flips over to wrench on the arm before rolling back to his feet. He drags up Max and goes for a clothesline, Adamson ducks under that, he then grabs Faith by the waist and slings him out across the ring with a German suplex.

Faith stumbles up to his feet, walking straight into the path of Adamson who flattens him with a big boot to the skull. Max covers.

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

Adamson stands waiting for Faith to rise, he then knocks the UK champion back into the ropes with a series of punches to the head. He then throws Faith across into the opposite ropes, meeting him in the middle of the ring with a big back body drop. Faith staggers up, Adamson runs off the ropes and connects with a swinging neckbreaker. He hooks the leg.

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

HA: Adamson in total control.

Max applies a side headlock on Faith finally slowing the pace of the match down. He drags Faith to his feet, before transitioning through into a hammerlock before hitting a brutal forearm to the back of the head. Adamson runs around the side of Faith, and then monkey flips him into the corner. Adamson then sprints in, connecting with a stinger splash.

Faith staggers forward and Adamson plants him with a DDT. He goes in for a cover but the referee refuses to count.

HA: Why isn't he counting?

HE: Jack made the blind tag, Adamson is not the legal man.

Max gets to his feet, reluctantly leaving the ring, not before sharing an icy glare with Perfect Jack. Jack smirks, he brushes past Max and then leaps into the air, connecting with a big elbow drop down into the gut. Cover.

HA: Adamson clearly not happy with that, just as he was building some momentum.

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

Perfect Jack allows Faith to his feet, only to send him straight back down into the canvas with a hip toss. Faith rolls up, Jack leaps into the air and connects with a picture perfect dropkick. Again Faith rolls up, he throws a wild punch that Jack easily ducks underneath before connecting with a bridging belly to back suplex. Cover.

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

Faith is immediately attacked by Perfect Jack, by way of a sleeper hold and then bionic elbows down into the top of the head. He then hauls Faith up to his feet, only to snapmare him back to the mat. Jack then runs off the ropes, nailing a dropkick to the face. He hooks the leg.

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

Perfect Jack stands over Faith, letting him get to his feet before hitting an atomic drop. Jack then runs the ropes but Faith manages to counter with a snap powerslam out of desperation. He staggers towards the corner, and slaps Conor Anderson across the chest to make the tag.

Anderson barges into the ring, he drags up Perfect Jack and then slams him down into the mat. Perfect Jack stumbles to his feet, Anderson scoops him up and nails a second slam. Jack rolls up and Anderson hits a third slam. He then makes the cover.

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

Jack gets the shoulder up, Anderson wastes little time in reigning in more offence, synching in a cobra clutch. He doesn't keep things grounded for long, instead hauling Jack to his feet to deliver a cobra clutch slam. Perfect Jack stumbles to his feet and Conor Anderson crunches him down to the canvas with a vicious big boot.

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

Conor Anderson hauls Jack up by the head, before firing in body punches that literally lift Perfect Jack off the ground they are delivered with such power. Anderson then launches Perfect Jack into the ropes, he brings him to the mat with a double leg takedown and then proceeds to pummel down on Perfect Jack with ground and pound punches.

He is eventually forced to relent, but not for long, hauling Jack up from the mat and then slamming him down with a belly to belly suplex. Cover.

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

HA: High-octane offence from Conor Anderson, an unrelenting pace that we've come to expect.

Conor Anderson stands waiting for Perfect Jack to rise, he then grabs him by the throat and launches him out across the ring with a t-bone suplex. PJ rolls back into the corner, Anderson sprints in and delivers a brutal double knee to the face.

HE: Blind tag from Faith this time!

Faith barges in past Anderson who stares back intensely, he drags Jack forward and plants him with a DDT. Cover.

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

The 6CW UK Champion rolls to his feet, he stands impatiently over Perfect Jack, waiting for him to rise. Faith boots him in the gut, and then delivers the Ghetto Blaster!

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

HA: Tremendous fight from Perfect Jack!

Faith beats the mat in frustration, he then proceeds to go up to the top rope. He turns to the crowd, smirking confidently...

HE: LEAP OF FAITH...

HA: KNEES UP BY JACK!

Faith writhes in pain, clutching his ribs, as both men try to make it to the corner. Perfect Jack gets there first, managing to get the tag to Max Adamson. Faith reaches his corner, extending a hand...

HA: That blind tag was enough for Anderson, he's out of here!

HE: He can't do that!

HA: He certainly can, Anderson leaving Faith high and dry!

Anderson leaps off the apron, turning his back on Faith and walking up the ramp. The UK Champ pulls himself up using the ropes, he spins around...

HA: GORE! GORE! GORE!

Ref: 1............................2................................31

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: And it's over, Max Adamson getting a morale boosting win ahead of Night of Glory, pinning Cameron Faith!

HE: Only after Faith was left by his own partner.

HA: Because of his own actions. Admittedly, Anderson could have stayed, after all Adamson did after Perfect Jack did similar, but clearly his own fortunes are more important than that of a team he'll be a part of for one night.

HE: Perfect Jack did all the hard work for Max anyway, it won't be like that at Night of Glory.

Mr. Jones is hurriedly walking backstage when Thunder bumps into him from a connecting corridor. Thunder ends up dropping the pieces of paper he is carrying and mutters under his breath as he picks them up. Jones looks at him bemused and irritated.

MJ: What the hell are you doing? Are you blind?

Thunder adjusts some Clark Kent style glasses on the end of his nose and frowns.

T: These glasses are great for being incognito but the super strength can be over powering at times.

He takes them off and looks at the thick lenses, as Jones shakes his head.

MJ: Even Daredevil would know it was you!

Thunder raises his eyebrows.

T: I am impressed……

Jones snatches the pieces of paper from Thunder and starts reading.

T: I am merely checking up on my human rights. These documents are the key to the chains you have locked me up in. They spell the end of persecution and control. With this knowledge, I now know my civil liberties. There is nothing you can say that will take away my freedom!

Jones turns one of the papers round so the camera can see.

MJ: There are doodles in the margins of monkeys wearing jet packs.

Thunder snatches the papers back and changes the subject.

T: Anyway, why you slinking in the shadows? Do you feel the heavy hand of justice on your shoulder?

Jones seethes.

MJ: If you really think I am going to be undone by you and the lovechild of Mr and Mr Potato Head, then you have the wrong idea!

Thunder makes a note on his papers

T: Racism……..

Jones suddenly knocks the papers out of his hand in anger, causing them to fall on the floor again.

MJ: You have no idea what you are doing! You are listening to the say so of a man unhinged and fighting to stay a part of this company!

Thunder stares at Jones and smirks.

MJ: I mean Dicey!

T: Well, we fight the common enemy.

Jones explodes.

MJ: You fight for nothing! It is stupidity! Pieces of paper from foreign judges hold no power here! This is MY courtroom and I will pass sentence! You are just an irritating speck on my shoe that had to turn to Reilly for help! How far have you fallen Thunder?!

Thunder says nothing.

MJ: Just pick this rubbish up and get the hell out of sight!

Jones pushes his way past Thunder and storms off down the corridor.

As we head back to the ringside area we are once again met by Harold and Henry Lloyd as they introduce us to the next match of the night

HE: Ladies and gentlemen, next up we get to see what happens when you cross the boss as Robin Reborn faces the team of Mike Hill and Anthony Grace in a handicap match...hopefully he'll learn a lesson!

HA: It's ridiculous...Reborn has one a shot to main event Night Of Glory...he hasn't crossed anyone, it just so happens to be that he might end up facing a Jones backed fighter...

HE: In turn he's facing Jones and he's about to find out that you don't win that battle...

The crowd jump to their feet as The Next Big Thing by 1208 blasts from the speakers and Mike Hill walks out on to the stage with the tag team title over his shoulder

HA: Tonight we see one half of the tag team champions facing off against one half of the record breaking tag team champions...two high flying stars who will put it all on the line for these fans!

HE: You're forgetting this man though...the advantage in this match!

As Hill reaches the ring Amazing Grace begins to play and Anthony Grace walks out joining Hill in the ring

HA: The team has an advantage of course but how will they work together considering that in just under a month Anthony Grace will be teaming with Max Adamson to fight for Standard Steel's titles?

HE: They're professionals...they want to win and they will!

The fans continue to cheer like crazy as Stronger by Kanye West then plays as Reborn bursts out on to the stage getting the crowd hyped for the match tonight

HE: Reborn is over confident...

HA: He has good reason to be confident...a former tag team champion and this year’s Gateway To Glory winner...in over a month he headlines Night Of Glory for a chance at a World Title...you can't achieve that stuff if you don't believe in yourself!

Reborn reaches the ring and slides in posing on the turnbuckle for the fans before the ref makes his final checks

HA: Reborn has a challenge but if anyone can do it...it's him!

HE: He's about to realise his place in the company...I can't wait to see Grace and Hill beat some respect in to him.

As the bell rings Hill and Reborn both come to life charging past each other in to the opposite side of the ropes before rebounding and heading at each other, Reborn leap frogs Hill who ducks under before dropping down flat forcing Reborn to step over him. Hill quickly hops back up but is taken down by a shoulder block, Hill hits the ground but kips right back up as he and Reborn have a stand off for a moment

HA: What a pace these two have started at! Bringing the best out of each other

Both men burst to life once again and bounce off the ropes, this time it's Hill who hits the shoulder block taking Reborn down who mirrors Hill by kipping straight back up, Reborn swings a kick at Hill's head but Hill ducks it before landing a forearm strike and whipping Reborn at the ropes, Reborn returns and Hill looks for monkey flip only for Reborn to flip over him landing on to his feet, Hill is back up but is quickly caught with a pele kick that staggers him backwards causing him to turn towards the ropes

HA: WORLD STAR!

HE: NO...Hill holding on to the ropes!

As Reborn looks for the Zig Zag Hill grabs on to the ropes causing the attack to fail and Reborn falling to the mat, he rolls backwards and on to his feet but is caught with a drop kick that sends him falling backwards across the ring, Hill quickly picks Reborn up and hits a knee to the gut before whipping Reborn in to the corner and following up with a running knee

HE: Tag made...Anthony Grace is in!

HA: This is where the numbers game will come in to effect, Reborn needs to get out of there

Grace lands a knee strike to Reborn before pulling him away from the turnbuckle, the Hollywood star then whips Reborn hard back in to the turnbuckle causing him to collide with it front first staggering back in to a belly to back suplex

...ONE...NO!

HA: It'll take more to take Reborn out than that...

HE: ...This is playing right in to the hand of Jones...the more Reborn is hurt the more likely it is that Wood or Joshua keep their titles

HA: That's right, Reborn hasn't made his choice yet but neither man is one you want to face injured

Grace wastes no time picking Reborn back to his feet and hitting a snap suplex before rolling to his feet and hitting an elbow drop for the cover

...ONE...T-NO!

Grace then gets to his feet and makes the tag again before picking Reborn to his feet, Hill climbs to the second rope as Grace whips Reborn in allowing Hill to hit a leaping knee that catches Reborn perfectly before Hill covers once again

...ONE...TWO...NO!

HA: Mike Hill and Anthony Grace are working well here tonight...Reborn must be seeing stars after that collision

HE: Just wait till he gets to Night Of Glory...he'll come down to earth with a bang

Reborn begins to climb to his feet as Hill backs him in to the corner once again as Grace gets tagged back in as the pair continue to use the numbers to their advantage. The fans get behind all three men as Grace begins to take control hitting an atomic drop before turning it in to a German suplex

...ONE......TWO...NO!

HA: What an amazing combination from Anthony Grace here!

Grace quickly gets back on the attack pulling Reborn back up and landing knee to the gut

HE: EVERYONE SAY GRACE!

HE: NO! Reborn spins free from the Sister Abigail attempt!

HE: He's not quick enough though!

As Reborn breaks free from the Sister Abigail attempt he's caught with a big elbow that rocks him before being driven in to the mat with a DDT. Grace doesn't make the cover but instead begins to climb he the turnbuckle

HA: Anthony Grace is a near 240lbs man...but we've seen him fly before! Reborn is stirring though...oh what an impact!

As Grace attempts to steady himself looking for a Moonsault Reborn is able to gets to his feet, leaping at the ropes and causing Grace to fall prone across the top turnbuckle.

HE: DISGRACEFUL! DQ HIM REF

Reborn shakes off his groggy head before hitting a Chris Jericho style rebound drop kick that knocks Grace from the turnbuckle to the apron, Grace pulls himself up but as he attempts to climb back in to the ring Reborn hits another drop kick that sends Grace flying in to the guard rail.

HA: Reborn is building up a head of steam here!

HE: Oh god...here he comes!

As Grace bounces off the guard rail he spins around just as Reborn leaps over the top rope with a huge plancha causing him to crash down on top of Grace. Reborn stands back up and poses for a cheering fans before rolling Grace in and making a cover

...ONE....TWO...KICKOUT!

HA: Reborn came close but he can't stop now...this is far from over

HE: He should stop showing off...

Reborn gets up, pulling Grace to his feet only for Grace to his an instinctive Tornado Kick

HE: BLOCKBUSTER!

HA: NO...Reborn ducks under the kick!

As Grace misses the kick, spinning 360 Reborn jumps up and hits a hurricanrana that sends Grace across the ring rolling up to his feet and colliding with the turnbuckle. Reborn charges in and hits a Yakuza kick that sends Grace stumbling in to the middle of the ring, Reborn wastes no time charging off the ropes and looking for a leaping knee but Grace ducks it, Reborn turns...

HE: BLOCKBUSTER...

HA: Reborn's head must have been taken off...Both men down

The fans cheer for both men as Grace stirs first after a few moments, on the outside Hill hits the turnbuckle attempting to encourage his partner for the night as Grace begins to crawl over to Reborn

HE: Grace makes the cover

...ONE....TWO....THRE-NO! Last millisecond kickout!

HA: Grace looks in shock but if you give Reborn any time to recover, he's going to stay alive and might make you regret it!

Grace pulls himself up and picks Reborn to his feet, he hits a knee to the gut before hitting a snap suplex, he then drags him up again and hits a belly to belly that sends Reborn across the ring. Grace then drags Reborn up who throws a punch but the attack is cut off by stiff forearm from Grace who then whips Reborn over to Hill in the corner

HA: The team work is going to come back in to play

HE: Reborn doesn't stand a chance!

Grace runs in with a knee to the gut of Reborn before Hill gets tagged in, Hill drags Reborn in to the middle of the ring and hits a spinning heel kick dropping Reborn to a kneeling position before hitting Daniel Bryan style kicks

HA: Reborn looks out on his knees

HE: Here comes Hill...DDT to a kneeling Reborn

...ONE...TWO...NO! Reborn is still in this!

HA: This one isn't over yet!

Hill once again pulls Reborn up and looks for a neckbreaker only for Reborn to elbow his way free, Hill spins quickly though leaping up and hitting a huge Hurricanrana leaving Reborn flat on his back. Hill then pauses for second

HA: HILL WALK! What athleticism!

ONE...TWO...THRE-NO! TWO POINT NINE!

The fans go crazy as the replay show Hill hit a huge standing shooting star press before Reborn kicks out at the last possible moment causing the fans to jump to their feet in shock. Hill and Grace both look a little frustrated but Grace attempts to get behind Hill to motivate him.

HE: Hill and Grace are working well together...maybe one day we'll get to see The Hollywood Hills!

HA: That is terrible...

Hill pulls Reborn up and whips him back to Grace looking to make another tag but as Reborn hits the turnbuckle he hits a forearm that takes Grace off the apron, Hill then charges in but Reborn uses the turnbuckle to get the knee up staggering Hill backwards, Reborn then quickly hits a roll up

...ONE...TWO...NO!

HA: Reborn nearly pulled this one out of the bag!

HE: You mean he nearly STOLE the win?!

Reborn drags himself up but is caught with a right from Hill, Reborn fights back with fighting spirit landing one of his own as the pair begin to trade rapid punches in the middle of the ring. Hill looks for a spinning heel kick to the head but Reborn ducks hitting a German suplex only for Hill to flip out and land on his feet

HA: Hill showing us just why he is one half of the tag team champions! What an impressive move!

HE: I'd like to see Reborn do that!

Reborn charges in but Hill reacts well lifting Reborn up and looking for a Blue Thunder Bomb but as the pair spin Reborn is able to turn it in to a Hurricanrana. Hill is back up quick and charges back at Reborn, Hill blocks a punch before spinning Reborn on the spot

HA: Anthony Grace is back in...

HE: BLOCKBUSTER

HA: IT CONNECTED...BUT NOT HOW HE WANTED!

The replay shows Reborn able to duck the Tornado Kick causing Grace to connect with the head of Mike Hill before Reborn throws Grace from the ring and makes the cover on Hill


...ONE

…...TWO

…......THREE!

HA: Reborn has done it...the team of Anthony Grace and Mike Hill just came unstuck at the last minute

HE: Reborn got lucky...

HA: Oh will you give him some credit?!

As we come back from the replay of the final moments Reborn is posing for fans as a frustrated Anthony Grace watches on from the outside and Mike Hill recovers, still clearly feeling the effects of the Blockbuster

Mr Jones is sat in his office when there is a knock at the door. Jones shouts ‘ENTER’ and Tim Allen and his camera team walk into the office

TA: Is this still ok?

Jones stands from his chair and beckons the group in

MJ: Yes, yes, of course. Please get yourselves ready..

Allen and the team hurriedly prepare their equipment; he gets a thumbs up from the camera and sound man

TA: Ok, good to go

Cam1: And we are rolling in 3…….2…….

With a nod Allen starts his interview

TA: My guest at this time the owner of 6CW. Mr Michael Jones

Jones nods as Allen continues

TA: Now Mr. Jones you invited us here for this quick interview as you wanted to make an announcement that relates to Night of Glory

Jones smiles awkwardly
MJ: Yes. As you know on Sunday 17th July at Wembley Stadium we will be bringing to the world the biggest night in wrestling with Night of Glory seven. Already we have a huge card with amazing matches announced and by the end of this evenings Super Show we will know our two Main Events but I wanted to add something that will get excitement and expectation levels up to new levels

A hard task I know but here at 6CW we always aim to raise the bar which is why at Wembley Stadium on the 17th July 6CW will be introducing the Fight for the Right ladder match to Night of Glory

TA: Wow

Jones nods
MJ: Indeed. Cameron Faith brought the Fight for the Right briefcase to 6CW following the closure of 6WF and I have decided that the concept would be a great addition to 6CW, as before the Fight for the Right briefcase will contain a contract for a guaranteed title shot whenever the holder should choose to use it

TA: And who will be in this match?

MJ: Competition for the top places in 6CW has never been higher and there are a lot of superstars that deserve this opportunity which is why I don’t want to place a limit on the number of participants just yet but I will confirm that all the unsuccessful competitors from tonight’s elimination Chamber match will be guaranteed an entry in the Fight for the Right match at Night of Glory. Any further participants will be personally selected by me

TA: So there will be more?

Before Jones can answer there is a quick knock at the door and a suited man enters the office

MJ: What is the meaning of this, who are you?

Man: Mr Michael Jones?

MJ: Who the hell else would I be, you didn’t answer my question!

The man opens a briefcase on the desk and hands Jones an envelope

Man: This is a writ served by my clients against you Mr Michael Jones

Jones dismissively throws the paperwork on his desk behind him

Man: We will see you in court…..

The man closes his case and leaves the office leaving everyone in stunned silence

A video package begins to play and a hush falls over the arena. The camera pans towards a pub. Lines of motorbikes outside a flatbed truck and a classic Shelby. We notice a window is broken. And just outside. Prone on the floor is the man whose head broke that window. Now he's on the floor bleeding from the back of his head and clearly unconscious. As the camera passes the broken window we notice the bar inside is totally wrecked. The camera moves towards the entrance, past the bikes which all have the same logo on the petrol tanks. Two crossed scythes on fire with the word 'Reapers' underneath. The door opens to the pub and there are broken and bruised bikers and other men everywhere. Across the bar lays one man. Another propped up against the side of the bar. Another two sprawled on the snooker table. One guy even hanging from the chandelier his foot trapped in the chain link holding him upside down, slightly groaning in both pain and confusion. There doesn't seem to be anywhere without the battered and grim sight of these men. Clearly a massive bar fight has happened.

In the corner though there are two figures. Not knocked out. They are sitting at a table one with a bottle of whiskey in his massive hand. The other holds a newspaper, reading it intently.. The bigger of the two turns to admire their handy work...

" They called themselves the Reapers. Apparently they were meant to be toughest gang around here. I mean come on. I never even broke a sweat. I need a challenge.. Don’t tell me you’re happy to keep on getting our kicks from bar fights and footy riots?"

The other man turns his eyes wide with excitement, the dull light in the bar barely showing his face but a sick grin etched on his scared face...

"Funny you should say that.. I think I've found something you may find interesting.."

He slams the newspaper on the table and there is an ad for an event...

'6CW Anarchy Supershow -
Monday 13th June
Live from Manchester Arena

Match One
Geoff Steel/Lex Hart vs James McManus/Crime Lord

Match Two
Conor Anderson/Cameron Faith vs Perfect Jack/Max Adamson

Match Three
Mike Hill/Anthony Grace vs Robin Reborn

Match Four
Joshua vs Austin Stevens

Match Five
O'Callaghan vs Jimmy Phillips

Match Six
Brandon Perez/Jack Hurst vs Cerberus/Engel Harlequin

Main Event - Number One Contender Elimination Chamber
Marshall Murdoch vs Cassius Zhi vs Aaron Heath vs Mike Masters vs Dicey Reilly vs Thunder

**Card is subject to change'

*Both men look at each other and smile as the camera pans back down to the 6CW logo on the paper.

HA: It's singles action up next here on this supershow...

HE: And what a treat we have for you, with the 6CW World Champion Joshua competing in singles action here.

HA: And he finds himself up against a former Forgotten ally in Austin Stevens, who seems to have fallen foul of Mr Jones' recent downturn in luck and mood.

HE: He wasn't pulling his weight Harold, and tonight he's going to see exactly what it takes to be a part of The Forgotten.

The lights dim, more smoke rises from the stage and 'for love and failing' plays, as Austin Stevens wearing a tank top and shorts emerges. He holds up an M sign and ignores the mixed reaction as he walks down the ramp.

HA: A finalist in the TV Title tournament, I'm not sure this is a match that Stevens would have wanted with Night of Glory just over a month away.

The arena goes black, a white light flashing as a heartbeat sounds around the arena. Joshua walks out onto the stage holding his 6CW world title. He slowly walks down the ramp, clambering in over the top rope and staring down at Stevens.

HE: Joshua is going to teach this punk a lesson tonight, I can't wait!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Joshua goes in for the lock-up with Austin Stevens but Stevens doesn’t get into a battle of strength with the champion, instead catching him off guard with a flurry of European Uppercuts that knock Joshua backwards. Stevens goes for an Irish whip across the ring that is easily reversed, Joshua ducks for a back body drop but Stevens meets him with a vicious kick to the face.

Joshua’s head jolts back, and Stevens takes him down with a clothesline. The 6CW Champion rolls to his feet, Stevens boots him in the gut and follows that up with a snap DDT, planting Joshua head first into the canvas. Cover.

Ref: 1……………2………Kick out!

Stevens rolls to his feet and immediately goes on the attack, driving a number of stomps down into the head of Joshua. He takes a few steps back before nailing a leaping knee drop down into the face. Joshua gets to his feet, Stevens bounces off the ropes and takes him down with a flying lariat. Joshua gets to his feet and Stevens hits him with a running, spinning European Uppercut. He again hooks the leg.

Ref: 1………………2…………Kick out!

HE: Austin Stevens really taking the fight to Joshua here, all those months of being over-looked coming to the boil here.

Joshua powers the shoulder up. Stevens goes onto the attack, placing his knees down across the shoulders of the 6CW Champion before driving punches down into the head continually. Stevens rolls away, he stands waiting for Joshua to rise. The monster gets to his feet, he throws a clothesline which Stevens manages to duck under, he then delivers a German suplex, bridging over into the cover.

HA: Tremendous wrestling there from Stevens, making a really strong start here against his former Forgotten cohort.

Ref: 1…………………2…………..Kick out!

Stevens immediately places a hand down across the throat of Joshua, choking him out on the mat. As the ref reaches a 4 count, Stevens pulls Joshua slowly to his feet by the throat. He goes for the chokeslam backbreaker but he can barely lift Joshua off the canvas. The 6CW Champion then grabs the hand of Stevens, dragging it away from his throat, he then knocks the former tag champion down with a clothesline.

Austin Stevens gets to his feet unsteadily, Joshua drives a knee up into the gut and then flings him out across the ring with a gutwrench suplex. Stevens stumbles up, running in at Joshua who catches him and plants Stevens with a side slam. Cover.

HE: The power of Joshua coming to the fore, that’s why he is the longest reigning 6CW Champion in history, nobody has found an answer for that!

Ref: 1……………….2…………..Kick out!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

HE: Total dominance now from the 6CW Champion.

Joshua proceeds to stomp away on the head of Stevens, only relenting at the count of the referee. Joshua steps back to the corner, allowing Stevens to his feet. Joshua then runs in and takes Austin Stevens down with a big forearm smash. Austin Stevens 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!

Joshua allows Stevens to his feet, where he hits a series of headbutts on Stevens, who stumbles back into the corner. Joshua then takes a few steps back, before lining up a stinger splash…

HA: Stevens dodges it!

Stevens quickly turns, running in at Joshua and crashing a Yakuza kick to the skull. Joshua slumps forward and Stevens makes the cover.

Ref: 1……………….2……………Kick out!

After the prolonged spell of attack from Joshua it takes Stevens a few moments to stir to his feet. The 6CW Champion soon follows, Stevens goes for a boot to the gut but Joshua grabs it. Stevens then counters with an enzaguri kick, Joshua falls to one knee and Stevens levels him with a superkick. Cover.

Ref: 1………………..2………….Kick out!

Joshua kicks out. Stevens hauls him to his feet, where he fires in a number of forearms to the face. He then impressively suplexes Joshua down to the canvas, before climbing up to the top rope…

HA: MOONSAULT!

Ref: 1………………..2……………….Kick out!

HE: Close call there for Stevens!

Austin Stevens stands over Joshua, the champ stirs to his feet…

HA: MOTOR CITY...

HE: BLOCKED!

HA: Russian legsweep counter by the champ!

Ref: 1………………2……........Kick out!

Joshua drags Austin Stevens to his feet, hauling him towards the ropes. He shoves him through the middle rope onto the ring apron, he hits a couple of European Uppercuts and then tries to apply a front facelock, but Stevens manages to wriggle free and then pulls Joshua down across the top rope. Stevens then springboards in off the top rope, hitting a forearm smash to the face. He covers Joshua.

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

Stevens stands waiting for Joshua to rise, he sets up for the F-Bomb but Joshua counters with a back body drop. Stevens stumbles up...

HA: GO TO HELL!

HE: That's it!

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: And just like that, it's over! The 6CW Champion Joshua gets the win with his trademark chokeslam.

HE: Putting Austin Stevens into his place. Jones maybe losing some foot soldiers, but his best and most loyal still remains.

HA: For now anyway Henry.

HE: He won't leave Jones' side, that man made Joshua.

HA: Well, you can be the one to tell him that!

The camera goes backstage as we see Mike Masters and Liam Wood having a heated argument in the corridor.

LW: So you are saying that you never lost this belt? You just loaned out to Leone?!

MM: Exactly and look where he is now. Away from the company and collecting his pension.

Wood shakes his head and adjusts the EWF World Title on his shoulder.

LW: But he beat you and then I beat him! So your connection to this belt is long gone…….just like your connection to Jones. That was the only reason why you got to wear it right?

Masters looks annoyed.

MM: Well you would know! Striding round here thinking you are worth something, when you are just pawn in a bigger game. You were always that pawn Liam! Did you not realise that all those months ago when Jones was toying with your head?! We laughed at your stupidity then and I laugh at your stupidity now.

Masters jabs his finger on the championship belt.

MM: THAT belongs to me. I gave it meaning while you were trying to figure out just who you were.

Masters looks up to the ceiling and moves his hand across the sky.

MM: Newsflash! Liam Wood is the same worthless piece of trash that he has always been.

Wood doesn’t take the bait.

LW: Well this worthless piece of trash is standing here wearing what you lost over his shoulder. Somehow you have managed to get a chance to face me for it. And I wish you luck Mike, I really do. Because nothing would give me greater pleasure that to face you at Night of Glory and prove to those fools at ringside that you will never be in my league. You had your time and you did nothing with it!

Masters looks irritated.

MM: You keep having those wet dreams Liam. Because when you wake up and dry yourself down, it will be blood on your hands not anything else!

He gets right up close to Wood and glares at him.

MM: That belt is mine. And there is nothing you can do about it!

Masters walks off with Wood smirking in the background.

LW: He hasn’t got a hope.

Wood chuckles to himself as the camera backs away.

As we head back to the ringside area Ban All Music by Nothing But Thieves fills the air as Jimmy Phillips walks out on to the stage with a confident look on his face, the fans boo him as he mocks the fans in the front row

HA: One of 6CW's 'nearly men', a man with the potential to be a champion but one who has never quite lived up to that potential...

HE: That changes at Night Of Glory, Jimmy Phillips gets his career back on track and wins the TV Title...beating three no hopers in the process

HA: Phillips has a reason for calling himself The Talent but I think facing Engel, Cerberus and Austin Stevens will be a lot harder than you're making out...

As Phillips stands tall in the ring Run This Town by Jay Z begins to play and O'Callaghan walks out and down towards the ring

HA: O'Callaghan has been impressing as of late, he came just short in the TV Title tournament but really showed that he has what it takes to make it in this business

HE: The fans need to see that...how dare they boo him.

HA: He's a talented young man...the fans will appreciate the skill he has, I just feel that his personality doesn't quite do it for them

With both men in the ring the ref does his final checks as O'Callghan and Phillips mock each other and trash talk across the ring, both looking as confident as each other.

HA: Here we go...two men who the fans aren't behind but two men who clearly have the talent to succeed in this company given the chance...Jimmy Phillips gets that chance at Night Of Glory for the TV Title... O'Callaghan is still waiting for his break but will be looking to build momentum with big win here tonight

HE: The fans are morons, they're booing two of the best wrestlers in the company right now!

HA: Two unique wrestlers on completely different ends of the wrestling spectrum and I think that shows as these two men go toe to toe...Phillips with a huge advantage in both height and weight but can the more technical O'Callaghan pull a David and defeat the powerhouse here tonight?

As the bell rings the two men begin to circle the ring with Phillips wasting no time and locking up with O'Callaghan pushing him back towards the turnbuckle, O'Callaghan fights back but is easily pushed in to the corner of the ring before Phillips throws him in to the middle of the ring allowing O'Callaghan to roll up to his feet and regroup after coming down to earth with a bang

HA: Phillips already showing his strength advantage

HE: Showing just why Jones picked him as a key member of the Forgotten...

HA: That's true, The Forgotten may be gone but Phillips feels like one of the only members to still be here, it shows what a valuable member of the roster he must be to Jones especially now the TV Title risks falling in to the hands of three people not high up on Jones' list

HE: It horrible isn't it...Engel, Cerberus or Stevens...what a waste!

Phillips once again goes to lock up in the ring with O'Callaghan but the smaller superstar lands kicks across the legs before hitting a quick drop kick to the knee that sends Phillips to the ground, O'Callaghan wastes no time stamping on the leg of Phillips before standing on the knee joint, putting his weight across the knee cap.

HE: O'Callaghan showing no mercy early on here...what a brilliant technician

HA: He's grounded Phillips and he needs to keep this up, if he can target the knee and avoid being caught then it's his match to lose

O'Callaghan lands another kick to the knee lifting the leg and wrenching the joint, he then twists the knee in a figure four style bend before landing more kicks along the leg causing Phillips to kick out in pain breaking the hold, Phillips quickly gets to his feet but is instantly hit with a massive chop block across the knee that flips Phillips back on to the ground, O'Callaghan stands up, tapping his head and mocking Phillips who begins to pull himself up only to receive more kicks to the legs.

HA: O'Callaghan is putting on a master class here, he just needs to make sure he doesn't lose focus

O'Callaghan attempts to whip Phillips across the ring but Phillips stops the attempt instead pulling O'Callaghan back in who reacts well with a boot to the knee taking Phillips down to a kneeling positon before O'Callaghan hits a running knee and makes the first cover of the night

...ONE....T-NO! POWER OUT!

Phillips pulls himself up, showing some strain on the right leg as O'Callaghan attempts another chop block but as he charges forward Phillips intercepts him, hitting a huge snap Belly to Belly. Phillips gets back up and pulls O'Callaghan back up, gorilla pressing him up before showing his strength by lifting him up and down before throwing him high in to the air and letting him drop down catching him across his knee to the gut.

HA: That might not have been the smartest move, Phillips using the injured knee to inflict pain might have had hurt him just as much

HE: Phillips is a machine...he's fine!

Phillips quickly covers but O'Callaghan attacks the knee during the pin attempt causing it to be broken up, O'Callaghan quickly gets up but once again is caught by Phillips who hits a stalling suplex letting the blood rush to O'Callaghan's head before slamming him down on to the mat

...ONE......TWO...NO! KICKOUT

Phillips pulls O'Callaghan up and whips him off the ropes...

HE: GAME CHANGER...

HA: NO! Phillips was slower than normal...O'Callaghan ducks under...he's locked it in!

The fans are impressed as O'Callaghan ducks under the clothesline from hell before returning and leaping on the back of Phillips with a sleeper hold, Phillips struggles and manages to hit an elbow to O'Callaghan who breaks the hold but continues to remain on the back of Phillips, he modifies his hold grabbing the arm and twisting it around the back before moving his position on Phillips almost climbing around him so that he's able to attack the leg while the modified chicken wing is locked in hoping to take Phillips down to the ground

HA: O'Callaghan is landing kicks to that leg...Phillips is going to have to drop to the ground

HE: HE DID...WHAT AN IMPACT...SMART FROM PHILLIPS!

The replay shows Phillips leap in to the air falling on to his back so that his weight crashes down on to the much lighter O'Callaghan, Phillips shakes off the pain from the hold and gets up as O'Callaghan does the same, clearly winded from the impact. The pair meet in the middle of the ring and Phillips tackles O'Callaghan across the ring in to the turnbuckle before hitting repeated shoulder blocks

HE: Phillips taking a page out of O'Callaghan targeting that mid section and keeping the wind out of his system...very smart

HA: That's true...if you can't breathe then you're not going to be able to fight, especially against a world class wrestler like Phillips, he's going to start wearing him down here now.

Phillips continues to land the shots until the ref forces him to move away from the corner, Phillips obliges before throwing O'Callaghan back in to the turnbuckle and putting his foot across the throat of O'Callaghan forcing the ref to start counting

...1....2....3....4...break

Phillips breaks before the 5 count but as soon as the ref stops he once again keeps the action in the turnbuckle landing hard punches before placing his foot on the throat again but this time O'Callaghan reacts quickly hitting a code breaker style attack on the leg of Phillips causing the knee to bend badly across the knees of O'Callaghan. O'Callaghan then pulls Phillips up and lifts the leg, hitting a dragon whip putting even more pressure on the knee joint and sending Phillips in to the middle of the ring.

HA: O'Callaghan is hurt still but the momentum seems to be back with him, he needs to build on this while Phillips is down and that knee is hurt

O'Callaghan wastes no time running in and jumping on to the leg of Phillips before grabbing it and twisting Phillips on to his back

HA: O'Callaghan looking for the sharp shooter! Phillips is fighting it though!

HE: Phillips is dragging himself to the ropes

O'Callaghan quickly drags Phillips back in to the middle of the ring but Phillips is able to turn back over before landing a hard up kick to the face of O'Callaghan that sends him back across the ring, Phillips gets to his feet as O'Callaghan charges across the ring...

HE: TOUCHDOWN FROM PHILLIPS!

HA: NO! REVERSED MID AIR...Crossface locked in...how did he do it?!

The fans are stunned as the replay shows Phillips looking for the rock bottom only to have O'Callaghan spin out mid air turning in to the cross face, Phillips struggles and begins to pull himself to the ropes as O'Callaghan lets go of the hold, rolling backwards and grabbing the leg of Phillips and twisting quickly

HA: SHARPSHOOTER...THIS TIME IT'S LOCKED IN!

HE: Phillips is moving towards the ropes though!

Phillips screams out in pain as he drags himself towards the ropes, with each second he inches forward but O'Callaghan leans back more with the knee joint of Phillips clearly under a lot of pressure. Phillips continues to struggle

HA: The TV Title contender just doesn't want to give up here...he's fighting as if this match was for the title itself!

HE: Jimmy Phillips is a winner...each match he goes in to he knows the importance of winning

Phillips again edges closer to the ring as he finally reaches out...

HA: NO! He missed by what seemed like a millimetre...

O'Callaghan quickly reacts pulling Phillips back in to the middle of the ring before leaning back even more than before causing Phillips to let out a huge scream as he finally taps out.

HA: O'Callaghan has pulled of a huge win here tonight...

HE: It was impressive I have to admit that but Phillips gave him a run for his money...what a match between two brilliant wrestlers!

O'Callaghan mocks the crowd celebrating his win as Phillips holds his knee in

Cassius Zhi and Marshall Murdoch are in the locker room and eyeing up the walls.

MM: These locker rooms all look the same, no matter where you are. I am sure that stain was caused by a flying teacup in 2012.

Cassius stares at the stain and shakes his head.

CZ; May 2011. Shutdown I believe. After a weak General Sanchez interlude.

MM: Really? Wow!

The pair stares at it in silence for a few moments before Marshall snaps himself out of it.

MM: I suppose we better talk about the elephant in the room.

Cassius carefully sits himself down and clicks his neck back and forth.

CZ: And what elephant would that be?

Marshall pauses.

MM: Well, this Elimination Chamber match. It is a big one.

Cassius doesn’t look very concerned.

CZ: I have certainly had bigger. Of course I cannot speak for yourself.

Marshall looks a bit taken aback.

MM: Well you know I have. Usually involving you.

Cassius smiles.

CZ: So what is the problem?

Murdoch says nothing.

CZ: Anyone that is involved in the Elimination Chamber will be destroyed. That is how it has always been. I do not hold any personal preferences for those who stand in my way.

Murdoch shakes his head.

MM: Yep, I should have realised. Same goes for me.

The two men share an uneasy pause before Zhi looks at the stain again.

CZ: I believe I faced Lex Hart that night in May……..

Marshall looks irritated.

MM: Really? I can’t say I recall.

Cassius smiles and gets up to leave.

CZ: Well my dear Marshall, you and the rest of 6CW will be wise to have a little history refresh. We wouldn’t want anyone to have any nasty little surprises.

Zhi doesn’t look at Marshall as he walks past and exits the locker room.

O’Callaghan is in his locker room after his win when the door opens and in walks Mr Jones. O’Callaghan stands but Jones waves him down

MJ: It’s not necessary but I appreciate the respect. I won’t keep you; I know how hard that match must have been for you. Phillips is quite the competitor

O’Callaghan scoffs
OC: If you say so….

MJ: I like the confidence and I’ll admit you’ve made me sit up and take notice with your performances since your arrival. I like to reward those that truly deserve it which is why I wanted to offer you a spot in the Fight for the Right match at Night of Glory. I need guys like you to carry this company forward in the future. If you know what I mean

Jones puts out his hand and after a brief hesitation O’Callaghan shakes it

MJ: Good luck

O’Callaghan laughs
OC: It’s the others that will need the luck to get past me

Jones nods as the scene fades

Match Six
Brandon Perez/Jack Hurst vs Cerberus/Engel Harlequin

*The camera cuts back to Harold and Henry Lloyd who are sitting waiting at ringside...*

HA: "Well partner what a show it has been so far, and up next we have tag team action for you as the team of Brandon Perez and Jack Hurst take on the "best of enemies" Engel Harlequin and Cerberus."

HE: "Best of enemies? Nice....anyways this is a big matchup for Perez/Hurst, scheduled to be in the tag team title hunt at Night of Glory, albeit via some let’s say schmoozing from Miss Callihan, they need to get back to winning ways tonight"

HA: "Yes Mr Jones's willpower was quickly broken wasn't it! I'm more intrigued to see how Engel and Cerberus go about this tonight, a rather chequered past between the two and both are in the final of the TV title tournament. Will they co-exist to get through to Night of Glory unscathed or will one look to gain an advantage on the other?"

HE: "The dynamics of this match are fascinating Harold, with Perez/Hurst already in the ring waiting I think it's time to get this show on the road!"

"Haunted" blares out as the lights dim around the arena, red lights then start flashing around as Cerberus stalks slowly out onto the stage. He is glaring straight ahead at the ring as he marches down the rampway, before stepping in over the top rope. He has his eyes locked in on Perez/Hurst...

HA: "Cerberus certainly looks in a bad mood tonight!

HE: "Has he ever looked in a good mood?!"

The lights go out in the arena; a spotlight shines on the stage as ‘Hysteria’ blasts out of the speakers and 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 appears to be locked in too, god knows what this man will ever do!"

HE: "Not sure he even knows half the time brother!"

Engel enters the ring, and Cerberus heads to the apron along with Hurst...

HA: "Engel and Perez to start this matchup"

Ding, ding, ding!

Perez and Engel lock up; Perez turns it into a rear waist lock. Engel is sent charging into the ropes but he holds the top rope, the momentum sending Perez to the mat. Perez stands and the pair lock up, this time Perez attempts an arm drag, however Engel counters with his own before dropping a knee on the arm and wrenching it back. Perez gouges Engels eye causing him to release the hold.

HA: "An early stalemate between the two combatants"

Perez and Engel stand across from each, and then Perez turns to Hurst and tags him into the contest. Hurst slowly enters the ring, and locks up with Engel, before Irish whipping him hard into the neutral corner, causing Engel to crash to the mat upon impact. Hurst, slowly and methodically stands over Engel as he gets to one knee. Hurst grabs the head of Engel and hits a perfectly executed vertical suplex. Hurst covers Engel.

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

HA: "Surprisingly the team of Hurst/Perez on top in the early goings here"

Hurst glances towards the referee, allowing Engel to his feet as both stand before each other again. Hurst and Engel lock up, with Engel gaining the upper hand going on the attack with a series of knees down into the face. He then locks in an armbar on Hurst, 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.

HA: "Wait a minute Cerberus tagged himself in!"

HE: "Engel does not look happy"

As Engel hit Hurst with the forearm in the corner, Cerberus slapped Engel on the back and entered the ring with Engel slowly exiting, looking bemused.

HA: "Time to see what the big man has in store tonight!"

Cerberus Irish whips Hurst but on the rebound his opponent slides through the big man’s legs. Cerberus spins around and is met with a flying forearm. Cerberus stands firm and Hurst runs to his corner and tags in Perez!

HA: "Hurst didn't want any more of the monster!"

HE: "Clever move in my mind brother!"

Perez enters the ring slowly, as Cerberus stands tall in the centre of the ring. Perez gathers himself and then runs at Cerberus, but as he flies towards the big man, he is met with a huge hand around his throat. Perez kicks repeatedly at Cerberus' gut causing him to bend in pain. Perez goes for a scissor kick but is met with a huge clothesline sending him crashing to the ground after Cerberus skilfully moved out of the way.

HA: "Brutal power"

Cerberus goes for the cover..

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

Cerberus stands tall over Perez, and he slaps Perez's head a few times challenging him to get up, but every time he tries to get to his feet he is pushed back down.

HE: "He's toying with the tinder legend"

Cerberus pulls Perez to his feet, and hard Irish whips him over the rope on the camera side and outside to the floor. Cerberus suddenly turns and runs at a daydreaming Hurst, hitting him off the apron with a big boot. Meanwhile the referee has begun a count

"1......2........"

Cerberus then exits the ring and walks round to Perez who is on the outside, and pulls him up, dragging him onto the ring apron, and laying him flat on his back

".......3.........4............5"

With Perez laying on his back, Cerberus turns around and begins a run up to hit him with a big boot

".....6.......7......"

Cerberus goes to hit Perez with the big boot when suddenly Engel appears out of nowhere with a flying clothesline off the apron!

HA: "MY GOD ENGEL IS ATTACKING HIS OWN PARTNER, HAS HE LOST HIS MIND?!"

HE: "DID HE EVER HAVE IT?!"

"....8..........9..........."

Perez manages to roll back into the ring....

"...........10! RING THE BELL!"

Ring announcer: "Your winners by count out, Brandon Perez and Jack Hurst"

Perez manages to stumble up and out of the ring, running up the ramp with Hurst as Engel continues to brawl with Cerberus on the outside...

HA: "ENGEL AND CERBERUS GOING BLOW FOR BLOW ON THE OUTSIDE HERE, THESE TWO JUST CANNOT GET COEXIST"

HE: "SOMEBODY GET SECURITY OUT THERE, MY GOD THEY'VE SPILLED INTO THE CROWD!"

Cerberus manages to gain the upper hand on Engel, and chucks him over the barrier and into the 6CW crowd, just as the monster goes to follow him, 15 security personnel appear and try to refrain the monster

HA: "THANK GOD THEY'VE GOT HIM....NO WAIT!"

As the 15 security guys grapple to hold back Cerberus, Engel suddenly flies back over the barrier onto Cerberus and continues his attack with a flurry of punches knocking back the monster. Cerberus stumbles back to the other side of the floor, and against the barricade, as Engel then goes for a clothesline, taking them both over the barrier on the opposite side of the ring and into the crowd

HE: "MORE SECURITY, MORE SECURITY NEEDED! THESE PEOPLE ARE IN DANGER!"

Engel and Cerberus continue to exchange blows, as more security turns up to support the 15 already at ringside, and they all leap the barriers, with the 15 restraining Cerberus and another 10 restraining Engel

HA: "PUTTING THESE TWO ON THE SAME TEAM WAS ALWAYS A VOLATILE CONCOCTION, AND THESE TWO WILL BE IN THE SAME MATCH AT NIGHT OF GLORY!"

HE: "IT IS GOING TO BE BRUTAL BROTHER, JUST BRUTAL!"

Cerberus and Engel and slowly taken away from each by the respective swathes of security personnel as Anarchy cuts away...

Aaron Heath is standing outside the arena when Dicey Reilly approaches. Heath goes to block his path and Dicey holds his hands up.

DR: I come in peace. Possibly.

Heath angrily pushes Dicey back.

AH: You have a nerve turning up. I don’t care what problems you have with Jones but getting yourself involved in my business was the wrong thing to do!

Dicey laughs.

DR: Listen petal, I haven’t got time to go through this all with you and there is no way I am going to say sorry.

Heath shakes his head in annoyance.

AH: You are making a big mistake…….

Dicey smiles.

DR: Look it wasn’t personal so stop acting as if it was. I did you a favour.

AH: I have no issue with Jones.

Dicey walks forward and glares at Heath.

DR: We ALL have issues with Jones. You are an idiot if you think Jones will help anyone but himself. So why don’t you drag yourself up from that pit of self-pity and start acting like you are worth something to the place!

Dicey barges past Heath before he can answer and enters the arena.

Mr Jones is sat in his office reading the paperwork delivered earlier in the evening. The office door opens and in walks Charles Kramer

CK: You called. You need my services already, my words from earlier starting to ring true?

Jones slams the papers down on the desk
MJ: Did you know about this?

Kramer for once looks puzzled, he takes the papers and starts to read, his eyebrows raised as he takes in the information

CK: Oh dear. What are you going to do?

Jones snaps
MJ: What do you mean what am I going to do. They are suing me for millions, accusing me of losing them money in lost sponsorship, gate receipts and threatening to withdraw our lease to continue the use of the arena for Anarchy

CK: They have grounds..

Jones stares at Kramer in disbelief

CK: You have a contract with them for a fortnightly show minus PPV’s and you reneged on that agreement when you announced the Supershow in Manchester

MJ: You know I can’t afford this. We are barely keeping our heads above the water. This show was to give us breathing space. What can I do now?

Kramer shrugs his shoulders
CK: It’s not my problem

Jones screws his face up
MJ: What do you mean it’s not your problem? I employ you to get rid of these types of problems. It’s what you do..

Kramer smiles
CK: Correction. It was my problem. Looks to me like you have to cut costs and I’m an expenditure you can no longer afford. I need to consider my own options here Michael and I’m sorry but the benefits of this relationship no longer exist so as of 30 minutes ago I tended my resignation, but don’t worry about me. I’m sure I’ll find employment somehow. You need to concentrate on you now….

Jones starts to shout
MJ: You can’t just walk away. You can’t do this

As Kramer gets closer to the door Jones gets angrier and angrier

MJ: How dare you, WHO do you, think YOU ARE!!

You’ll never work again. YOU HEAR ME!!!

I’ll end YOU….

Kramer looks over his shoulder with a grin
CK: Goodbye Michael

Jones slumps down into his chair as Kramer closes the door. The camera follows Kramer in the corridor. The consultant pulls his phone from his pocket and raises it to his ear

CK: He’s done

It’s yours for the taking

Kramer hangs up the phone as the camera fades

HA: Welcome back to the 6CW Anarchy Supershow, and what an evening Mr Jones has put on for us this evening. I mean absolute, total carnage but tremendous all the same.

HE: At what cost for 6CW and Jones' long term future who knows, but it has certainly entertained the fans this evening, as much as they might not want to admit it.

HA: And things are only going to pick up, as it is now time for our MAIN EVENT!

HE: And as you can see folks, it is not just any match. The elimination chamber has been lowered, 6 men involved in this match. All locked in their pods, two men start off and then every 5 minutes one of the pods is opened and the next competitor is out. The last man standing is the victor, and will walk away the number 1 contender to the world title.

HA: Although folks, we don't know which world title, as we still await a decision from the Gateway to Glory victor Robin Reborn as to which world title he wants to challenge for.

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman it is now time for your MAIN EVENT! The following is an ELIMINATION CHAMBER MATCH for the NUMBER ONE CONTENDERSHIP!

HE: Folks, we have just been informed through our headsets that it will be Thunder and Dicey Reilly starting this match off.

HA: What a surprise that is, the two fans favourites, Jones two least favourites, will have to last the entire match if they wish to be Number One contender to a world title.

The crowd erupt into cheers as "Born to Fight" blazes out around the Manchester Arena. Dicey Reilly bursts out through the curtain and the chants goes up a notch as he raises his arm in the air. Reilly marches down the ramp, he looks totally unbothered by the daunting structure of the elimination chamber as he steps inside. Reilly stands next to a pod, he taps the glass a few times and soon the fans catch on, chanting "F*ck Jones" as Dicey smiles.

HA: You have to think that this is an environment in which Reilly will thrive, considering his storied battles over the Xtreme title and his penchant for brutality and blood.

HE: You've got to be smart in here Harold and Reilly certainly isn't that.

The fans go crazy as Heroes Are Hard To Find blasts from the speakers as Thunder walks out on to the stage, saluting the fans. He runs down the ramp, stopping just before the chamber. He looks it up and down before stepping in, he then gets into the ring, nodding across at Dicey.

HA: These two know the odds stacked against them, but we saw at Day of Reckoning that is the kind of situation which Thunder thrives in.

"Time Bomb, Baby" rips through the airwaves and is greeted by heavy boos. Reilly and Thunder stare down the ramp as Aaron Heath walks out onto the stage with his trademark arrogance. He walks down to the chamber and then into the pod opened for him by the ref.

HE: Heath the first man into the pod, and he's checking out his surroundings, a real intimidating environment to step into.

'They Say’ by Scars on Broadway blares through the speakers and the Arena erupts into a chorus of boo’s as Cassius Zhi walks out onto the stage. He moves his head from side to side once before striding down the ramp. He climbs up into the chamber, staring at the two men in the ring before entering the pod.

HE: I feel as if Zhi is another man who will thrive in this environment, he's competed in these kind of matches previously, and ones that are possibly even more sadistic.

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. He takes his time in the chamber before entering the pod.

HA: Murdoch looking somewhat apprehensive here, and who can blame him? He knows that he's going to have to risk his career here to get a shot at the world title.

"Champion" hits and the crowd cheer as Mike Masters makes his way out onto the stage, the final participant in the match up. He walks down the ramp slowly, glaring around at the other 5 competitors before stepping into the chamber. First he steps into the ring, looking around the other pods before finally entering into his.

HE: The final participant in the match is here, and we are now just moments away from the start of what is bound to be an epic contest.

HA: Buckle yourself in folks, get ready to hide behind the cushions, because this is going to get violent at some point, I can guarantee it.

HE: It'll be high octane, it'll be exciting, it'll be dangerous. Everything that 6CW is about...

"Revival mode" suddenly hits and the crowd descend into boos as EWF Champion Liam Wood walks out onto the stage, he smiles at the competitors in the chamber as he walks towards the announce table. He is miked up...

HA: Erm Liam, what's going on here?

LW: Firstly, you can call me Mr Wood or Champ, nothing else. Secondly, I do what the hell I like. And third, I've come to get a ringside seat to see which of these losers potentially gets to share a ring with me at Night of Glory.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The 4 pod doors slide shut as the match begins with Thunder and Dicey Reilly in the centre of the ring. The two men lock up and Dicey Reilly forces Thunder back towards the ropes, he then fires in a stiff punch to the head whilst Thunder is caught in the ropes, the ref bringing back Dicey Reilly to allow Thunder forward.

Dicey Reilly runs in and goes for a clothesline but Thunder counters with a back body drop and the effect of the steel is seen for the first time as Dicey Reilly crashes down back first. Thunder steps onto the steel, he lifts up Dicey Reilly and slams him head-first into the glass. He then grabs Dicey Reilly from behind and hits a German suplex on the steel.

Thunder steps away, allowing Reilly to rise before going for a roundhouse kick but Dicey Reilly blocks. He brings in Thunder closer before hitting a double-handed choke suplex and this time it is the comic-book crusader sent flying into the steel. Thunder grabs Thunder and whips him towards the ropes, Thunder uses the ropes to flip over back into the ring. He rolls to his feet only to be met by Dicey Reilly, who leaps over the top rope and hits a big shoulder block!

Dicey Reilly lifts Thunder to his feet and then places him onto his shoulders, he runs around the ring and connecting with a huge powerslam! Thunder rolls away to the corner but Reilly sprints in and connects with a big knee into the face, Thunder falling to the canvas as Dicey Reilly makes the first cover of the match.

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

Thunder gets the shoulder up, Dicey gets to his feet and hits a couple of fist drops before lifting Thunder to his feet. He launches him across the ring and on the rebound, he connects with a spinning side slam. Reilly then heads up to the top rope...

HA: Reilly lining up a flying clothesline...

HA: DROPKICK FROM THUNDER!

Thunder leaps up and hits a dropkick to the stomach as Reilly flies through the air. Thunder waits for Dicey to rise before booting him in the stomach and connecting with a big DDT! He hooks the leg.

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

Reilly kicks out, Thunder waits for him to rise before hitting a knee into the stomach. Thunder then runs off the ropes and goes for a running bulldog but Reilly shoves him away. Dicey rises to his feet and goes for a big boot on Thunder but he side-steps who then hits a big roundhouse kick to the back...

*The lights begin to flash around the chamber...

HA: Who's next?!

*The light stops on the pod of...........................................................................................MIKE MASTERS!

HE: Former EWF Champion in next!

LW: Until I brought that title back to where it really belongs, someone who is able to restore pride in the belt.

Masters waits impatiently for his door to swing open before he steps onto the steel. He springboards off the top rope and takes down Thunder and Reilly with a springboard forearm smash.

Mike Masters drags up Thunder by the head, he slams him head-first into the top turnbuckle. He goes around all four corners doing so, before throwing Thunder out over the top rope. Masters then turns his attentions to Dicey Reilly in the ring, he drags him to his feet and then suplexes him out across the ring.

Dicey stumbles up to his feet, Mike Masters kicks him in the stomach and then slams Dicey down head first into the mat by the hair. Reilly stirs to his knees, Masters runs along and connects with a glancing boot to the side of the head. Cover.

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

Reilly forces the shoulder up. Masters drags up Dicey and smashes a series of forearms into the side of the head. He then goes for an Irish whip but Reilly reverses the momentum, sending Masters to the corner. He climbs up to the top rope, and uses the momentum to flip backwards and nail a whisper in the wind.

Masters sees Thunder stirring on the outside, he falls into the ropes so Masters runs over and pulls Thunder down across the top rope, his neck hitting it first and Thunder catapulting forwards face-first into the steel. Masters then dives off the top rope, hitting a stomp to the back of the head.

Mike Masters walks towards the ropes and steps in but he is met by Reilly who drives a knee up into the stomach, and then throws Masters out across the ring with a gutwrench suplex. Masters staggers up and Reilly hits a big boot. Cover.

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

HA: Masters too distracted by Thunder, presenting an opening for Dicey Reilly.

Reilly picks up Mike Masters, he drags him to the corner and then slams Masters' head into the middle turnbuckle continually. He then runs in, nailing a huge knee to the back of the head. Reilly then picks up Masters and connect with a swinging neckbreaker, cover.

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

HE: How would you feel if you had to face Dicey?

LW: I wouldn't be bothered in the slightest. Beaten him before, will no doubt beat him again.

Dicey drags up Masters, he fires in a series of punches to the abdomen. He then runs off the ropes, taking Masters down with a swinging neckbreaker. Cover.

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

Reilly stands over Masters, waiting for him to rise when suddenly the lights flash around the chamber...

HA: Time for the next entrant...

HE: The lights have stopped...it's MARSHALL MURDOCH!

Murdoch bounds out through the door of his pod. He immediately picks Thunder up off the floor and then launches him into glass of the pod, it doesn’t shatter but Thunder’s head does rebound off it with a thud. Marshall then drags Thunder up off the floor, he hits a knee to the stomach and follows that with a T-Bone suplex, throwing Thunder into the steel.

In the ring, Dicey Reilly has just thrown Masters into the ropes. He greets him with an inverted atomic drop on the rebound, before dragging Masters in. He sets up for the craicdown but Murdoch enters the ring.

He leaps onto the back of Masters and then off, delivering a shining wizard to Dicey. Murdoch quickly picks up Masters on his shoulders, he walks towards the ropes before dumping him down to the outside with a fireman’s carry slam. Murdoch turns his attentions back to Dicey, who just got to his feet.

HE: Reilly having to take a lot of punishment in this match so far.

HA: We know that he can deal with it though, this is the situation that Dicey thrives in.

LW: Maybe I hit him with the chair too often…or perhaps not enough to put him out of his misery.

Marshall 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 proceeds to lift Reilly onto the top rope, before climbing to the 2nd rope. He then fires off a number of roundhouse kicks into the back before joining the Irishman on the top rope. He attempts to set up for a belly to back suplex but Reilly blocks, he then proceeds to drive the head of Murdoch into the glass of the pod. Marshall falls back off the top rope but somehow manages to land on his feet. He immediately boots the ropes, causing Reilly to crotch himself. Murdoch then goes back to the 2nd rope…

HA: American suplex from the middle rope!

HE: That could be the end for Reilly.

Ref: 1……………………2…………………….

HA: Thunder breaks the pin!

HE: Incredible move!

HA: We normally see competitors hit those sentons from inside the ring to out, but Thunder has run from the outside, leapt in over the top rope and broke the pinfall!

Thunder picks up Marshall Murdoch, only to then knock him down with a short-arm clothesline. Murdoch rolls up, Thunder kicks him in the stomach and then plants Marshall into the canvas with a Rock Bottom. He hooks the leg.

Ref: 1………………2………….Kick out!

Thunder stands over Marshall, waiting for him to rise before scooping him onto his shoulders. Thunder immediately leans back and drops Murdoch down with an Electric Chair drop. Marshall stumbles unsteadily to his feet where Thunder scoops him up and connects with a Samoan Drop. Thunder kips to his feet, only to immediately back-flip into an impressive leg drop.

HA: Very impressive work from Thunder there.

LW: It’s just for show, what has he ever actually achieved? I learned a long time ago, it’s not about cheers, it’s about championships.

Ref: 1……………….2……………Kick out!

Dicey is up, he joins Thunder in beating down on Murdoch with a series of stomps down across the head and abdomen. Thunder grabs Murdoch by the legs, catapulting him forward straight into Reilly, who catches Marshall across the chest and delivers a belly to belly suplex into a pinning predicament. He covers.

Ref: 1……………..2………….Kick out!

Thunder takes over, he places Murdoch into an armbar. He drags him to his feet, holding the armbar in as Dicey takes a couple of pot-shots at the head of Marshall. Thunder then walks to the corner, climbing up to the top rope and then diving down, nailing an old school. Reilly then picks up Murdoch, he nods at Thunder.

They set up for a double Irish whip, launching Murdoch towards the ropes just as Masters is looking to step foot back into the ring.

HA: Mike Masters just can not get into this match this evening.

Dicey lifts up Marsh, throwing him into the path of Thunder as the flashbulbs go around the two remaining pods…

HE: IT’S CASSIUS ZHI TIME!

Zhi’s door swings open, he strides out. Thunder looks at Dicey and nods, he sprints off the ropes and then leaps onto the top rope and off…

HA: SPRINGBOARD…

HE: WHAT A COUNTER!

Cassius sees Thunder coming, he side steps and on the way down, uses Thunder’s momentum to send him crashing into the steel floor. Zhi smiles as Thunder stumbles up, falling back into the steel chains that make up the surrounding, Zhi runs in and nails him with a shining wizard.

Zhi steps past Thunder and into the ring, he pulls back Reilly and immediately fires off a series of roundhouse kicks to the side and head of the 6CW veteran. Reilly falls into the ropes, Cassius continues to boot away at him as Reilly sees there is no escape.

He tries to fight back with punches but Zhi easily blocks, continuing with the kicks to the side as he does so. He eventually drags Reilly away from the ropes, and then hits him with a vicious swinging neckbreaker. Reilly rolls back into the corner, where Zhi runs in and nails a leaping double knee to the face.

HE: What an impact Zhi is having on this match already.

Cassius then helps up Marshall in the corner, the pair survey the damage around them before looking down at Mike Masters on the outside.

HA: Masters taken the biggest beating, he’s the most prone, it’s no surprise that these two will target him.

HE: Looking to take out the weak-link, it’s this kind of experience that will make either man such a threat to your world title potentially Liam…sorry Mr Wood.

LW: Call it experience, call it wisdom, I call it past-it. They won’t be able to live with the pace that I’ll set, they’ll soon realise this isn’t the minor leagues that they are used to, this is the real damn thing.

Zhi steps to the outside first, he picks up Mike Masters and then flings him down into the unrelenting steel with a snap suplex. Murdoch picks up Masters, he delivers a suplex of his own down onto the steel. The pair grin at each other, they then haul up Masters, standing either side of him…

HA: Wow what a move!

HE: Double belly to back suplex, Masters head first into the steel chains!

They choose not to cover, instead dragging Masters away from the chains and closer to one of the pods. They grab a leg each, before catapulting Masters head-first into the glass pod. Zhi gets to his feet, running in and connecting with a big elbow smash. He takes a few steps back, and then delivers a second big elbow smash.

Cassius then throws Masters away from the pod into the path of Marshall Murdoch, who lifts up the former EWF Champion and sidewalk slams him down on the steel. He covers.

Ref: 1…………………..2…………Zhi pulls Murdoch away from the cover.

HA: What was that all about?!

HE: I don’t think Zhi was expecting Marshall to go for the pin there, he was intending on working together to eliminate everyone systematically.

HA: Maybe Zhi is just upset because Murdoch did that before he got the chance!

Murdoch is dragged to his feet by Cassius, the two begin shoving each other much to the delight of the crowd. Marshall is the first to throw a punch in anger, only for Cassius to fire back with rapid-fire knife-edge chops into the chest with the odd double-handed blow to either side of the head. Marshall falls back into the ropes, Zhi then runs in, connecting with a dropkick that sends Murdoch into the ring.

Cassius steps over the top rope, Murdoch stirs and Cassius hits another running neckbreaker. He hooks the leg.

Ref: 1………………..2…………….Kick out!

Cassius locks in an armbar on Murdoch, and then proceeds to stomp away on his head continually. He then drags the former 6WF man to his feet, whipping him into the ropes and then connecting with a spinning heel kick on the rebound. Murdoch stirs to his feet, Zhi drops him with an enzaguri kick and then covers.

Ref: 1……………….2……………Kick out!

Marshall again forces the shoulder up off the canvas. Cassius stands over Murdoch menacingly, waiting for him to rise. He then fires off a roundhouse kick to the side, followed by another and then a shoot kick to the stomach…

HA: Here it comes….DRAGONS FURY!

HE: DUCKED IT!

HA: TEXAS SLAM!

Murdoch manages to take down Zhi with his version of the Alabama slam, he stumbles backwards into the path of Mike Masters who has groggily step foot back into the ring. He boots Murdoch in the gut…

HA: GRINGO KILLER!

HE: That’s it for Murdoch!

Masters is about to go in for the cover when the final pod door lights up and opens, allowing Aaron Heath out of the pod and into the match. Heath bursts out of the pod, he leaps over the top rope, running in on Masters just as the ref dives to the floor to make the count…

HA: ACT OF VIOLENCE!

HE: MASTERS LEVELLED WITH THE CURB STOMP!

Ref: 1………………………….2………………………………………3!

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, MIKE MASTERS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

HA: Masters is out of here!

Heath drags up Masters and nonchalantly throws his body through the ropes towards the door. He spins around but is met head-on by a leaping Dicey Reilly, hitting a Lou Thesz press and then proceeding to pummel punches down into the head of the newcomer.

Heath manages to push Reilly away from him, he then clambers onto the Irishman and reins forearms down into the face MMA style. Reilly then blocks one of those, he grabs Heath by the head and then pulls it down into the canvas continually. Dicey gets up to his feet, before bouncing off the ropes and nailing a vicious boot to the head. He covers.

Ref: 1…………….2…………Kick out!

Reilly picks up Heath, he then hits him with a series of open-handed chops down onto the chest that make a large echo around the arena. Reilly then goes for a boot to the stomach, but Heath blocks that and then sweeps Reilly’s legs away from underneath him with an STO takedown.

Heath proceeds to drive forearm smashes into the head of Reilly, who is slumped down against the 2nd turnbuckle after the STO takedown. Heath then bounces off the ropes, connecting with a facewash kick. He hooks the leg.

HE: What do you make of Heath, Mr Wood?

LW: Another average joe whose been given the opportunity of a life-time. Sharing a ring with Liam Wood is something that would ordinarily be something he could only dream of.

Ref: 1………………2…………Kick out!

Heath rolls Reilly onto his front, before driving a series of knees down into the back of the head. He then again clambers over Dicey and smashes a series of forearm smashes into the back of the head. He eventually lifts Dicey up to his feet, before hitting him with a belly to back suplex. Dicey falls back into the ropes, Aaron Heath then runs in but Reilly counters with a back body drop down to the outside.

Dicey steps to the outside, picking up Aaron Heath firing in punches as the action flicks back to the ring with Cassius just getting to his feet as Thunder leaps off the top rope from the outside and connects with an over castle. He hooks the leg.

Ref: 1……………..2…………..Kick out!

Zhi forces the shoulder up. Thunder hauls him to his feet, firing in a number of elbows to the side of the head of Zhi. He then Irish whips him out across the ring, then bouncing off the ropes and hitting a flying lariat. Cassius Zhi stumbles to his feet, and Thunder plants him with a legsweep DDT. Cover.

Ref: 1………………2…………Kick out!

The camera goes back to outside the ring for a moment, showing Dicey pummelling away on the head of Heath who is backed up against the steel chains. Reilly reins in punches much to the delight of the crowd. We are then shown Thunder hitting Cassius Zhi with a suplex, he keeps the hold applied and Thunder hits a 2nd suplex.

He goes for a third but Cassius blocks, he then fires in a roundhouse kick to the side and the former 6WF man then grabs Thunder by the waist, throwing him down with a belly to belly suplex. Zhi then runs in, knocking Thunder down with a running tiger calf kick. He covers.

Ref: 1………………2…………..Kick out!

Cassius hauls Thunder to his feet, he throws him down to the canvas with a suplex of his own. He then goes up to the top rope…

HA: Elbow drop!

Ref: 1…………………2……………Kick out!

The action returns to the outside, Dicey is driving the head of Heath into the chamber pod but Heath manages to block, he fights back with elbows and then a drop toe hold, sending Dicey face-first into the steel floor.

He applies a front facelock, driving knees into the face of Dicey as the action returns to the ring, Zhi hits a shoot kick to the gut followed by a brutal kick to the face. He runs the ropes, going for a clothesline but Thunder ducks it. Zhi spins around, Thunder hits a cactucs clothesline. Cover.

Ref: 1…………………2…………….Kick out!

Thunder drags up Zhi, he slings him over his shoulders, spins on the spot and then drops Zhi down into a jawbreaker. Cassius hits the mat, Thunder runs the ropes…

HA: Rolling Thunder!

HE: Tremendous wrestling between these two, and a great brawl between Heath and Reilly.

Ref: 1………………2……………Kick out!

On the outside, Heath keeps the front facelock applied, dragging Dicey to the ropes and resting his legs on the middle rope, nailing a spike DDT! In the ring, Thunder throws Zhi into the ropes…

HA: HUNTERS…

HE: Zhi lands on his feet!

HA: SHOCKWAVE!!!!!

HE: MURDOCH! OUT OF NOWHERE!

HA: MARSHALL LAW KICK!

Ref: 1…………………………….2………………………………………3!

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman…CASSIUS ZHI HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!

HA: OH WOW!

HE: One of the favourites for this match is gone, Cassius Zhi is eliminated!

HA: A real threat in this match and to your title Wood, you must be pleased?

LW: I will beat any of these idiots Harold, I don’t care which one pushes their body over the limit just to have the honour of facing me. It’s quite flattering in a way.

Murdoch is right in the face of Zhi on the canvas, even resorting to flicking him the bird, he gets to his feet cockily only for Thunder to roll him up into a pin.

HA: Thunder going to steal one!

LW: Typical cowardly act.

Ref: 1…………………….2…………………Kick out!

Marshall gets to his feet and aggressively boots Thunder in the head, knocking him into the ropes. Murdoch then sprints in, knocking Thunder down to the outside with a big clothesline. Marshall steps to the outside, Thunder rolls up and Murdoch grabs him by the throat, launching him across the steel with a T-Bone suplex.

Thunder stumbles up and Marshall knocks him down with a discus clothesline. Murdoch grabs the legs of Thunder, he goes for a catapult into the steel chains but Thunder manages to catch a hold, he then moonsaults off the steel…

HE: Murdoch catches him!

HA: THROWN INTO THE POD!

HE: Vicious from Murdoch!

Marshall steps into the ring, where he is immediately confronted by Aaron Heath, who sends him down into the canvas with a big boot of his own. He makes the cover.

Ref: 1………………2…………..Kick out!

Marshall forces the shoulder up. Heath goes on the attack, stomping away on the head of the former COH man. He then drags up the veteran, whipping him into the ropes. Heath drives a knee up into the stomach on the rebound before connecting with a reverse neckbreaker. He hooks the leg.

Ref: 1……………..2………….Kick out!

Heath immediately goes back on the attack, he drags up Marshall and fires in a series of forearm smashes to the face. Marshall falls into the ropes, Heath whips him out across the ring, Murdoch goes for a crossbody but Heath catches him, nailing a fallaway slam and then covering.

Ref: 1………………2………………Kick out!

Aaron Heath hauls up Marshall Murdoch, he sets up for a brainbuster but Marshall blocks, he then counters with a brainbuster of his own, making the cover.

Ref: 1……………..2……………Kick out!

Marshall allows Heath to sit up before firing in a series of roundhouse kicks across the chest and then one final big kick to the head. Murdoch then goes up top…

HA: LEG DROP!

Ref: 1………………….2……………..Kick out!

Heath gets the shoulder up. Marshall waits for him to rise, he then runs going for a bulldog but is shoved away by Heath. Murdoch rolls up, he walks straight into a scoop slam piledriver!

Ref: 1…………………..2……………………Kick out!

Marshall gets the shoulder up just in time. Heath lifts Marshall up by the head, he pummels down with punches before lifting Murdoch onto his shoulders…

HA: This is a DEAD END FOR MURD…

HE: HURRACANRANA!

Murdoch counters out of the powerbomb, both men hitting the canvas. They rise up simultaneously, Marshall runs in…

HA: MARSHALL LAW…

HE: Avoided…superkick!

HA: Heath running the ropes…ACT OF…

HE: REILLY!

Aaron Heath runs the ropes but Dicey takes him down with a double axe handle to the back of the head. He pulls him over the top rope down to the outside. Heath gets to his feet and the two renew acquaintances from earlier in the evening. In the ring, Murdoch is still down as Thunder crawls to his feet. He steps into the ring, seeing his chance…he climbs up top…

HA: VIVA LA RAZA!

Ref: 1……………………………..2…………………………………….3!

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentleman…MARSHALL MURDOCH has been eliminated!

LW: Typical of him, trying to steal someone else’s thunder.

HA: Good pun.

LW: Shut the hell up you idiot. I talk, you listen. If I want you to comment, I’ll click my fingers or some Poopie.

HE: Just three competitors left, and at the moment Thunder is down and out in the ring, that frog splash, and Murdoch’s prior attack, has taken a lot out of him.

Dicey and Heath had momentarily stopped following the announcement, but they turn back and their eyes meet once more.

Heath charges towards Dicey, throwing some quick right hands to the face. Dicey hits a knee to Heath, stopping the onslaught and hits a right hand of his own, knocking Heath to the floor. As Dicey approaches his prone opponent, Heath kicks up into the groin of Dicey, sending him to his knees

HA: LOW BLOW!

Heath stands and watches, toying with Dicey as he pulls himself up by the ropes. Heath hits a hard right hand to the forehead of Dicey, and another which sends him into the cage wall. Heath grinds Dicey's head against the cage wall viciously and looks with a sick smile towards one of the chamber pods. Heath drags Dicey away from the cage and attempts an irish whip.

HA: Heath is gonna send Dicey into that chamber pod...

HE: NO! DICEY!

Dicey reverses the irish whip in desperation, the door of the pod already open. Heath hits the frame of the pod inside head first and collapses in the corner in a heap. Dicey looks around reviewing the situation before his eyes focus back on Heath. A sick smile crosses the face of Dicey as he walks towards the pod.

CROWD: (Chant) F**k HEATH! DICEY REILLY!

Dicey, enters the pod and shuts the door. Heath kicks out in a panic as Dicey grabs Heath by the head and drags him up. Dicey repeatedly bashes the head of Heath into the Steel structure, blood pouring from his forehead. Heath spins around with a right hand but Dicey anticipates the punch and turns it into a hammerlock, shoving Heath face first into the Bullet proof glass of the pod, rubbing his bloodied face against the glass. Dicey releases the hold shoving Heath forcefuly against the glass and throws a hard right hand as Heath spins round. Heath is sent to his knee's begging for it to stop

DR: I CAN'T MAKE IT STOP IN HERE YOU PIECE OF SH**.

Dicey grabs Heath by the head again and sends him flying through the chamber door, Heath floundering around the steel floor, bloodied down his face and chest. Dicey smiling, walks slowly towards Heath, who clings to his tights trying to pull himself up. Dicey slaps the head of Heath, screaming at him.

DR: GET UP!!

Heath stand up, a little wobbly, and goes nose to nose with Dicey

AH: (Mouths) Frak YOU DICEY RE-

An enraged dicey kicks Heath down low, and drags him by the head in between his legs

HE: COME ON DICEY! HEATH'S HAD ENOUGH!

HA: WHAT THE HELL IS THUNDER DOING?

A recovered Thunder climbs the top rope and points towards the ring. Dicey nods his head and lifts Heath over his head into a powerbomb

HE: POWERBOMB!

HA: WHAT TH-MILANO!!!

Replays show Dicey sending Heath over the top rope with a powerbomb as Thunder crashes down onto Heath with the patented Milano. Back in the action, Thunder goes for the cover.

REF:ONE
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THREE!

Ring Announcer: Aaron Heath has been eliminated.

HE: And then there were two!

HA: The two men who started the match will finish it. Thunder and Dicey Reilly have out-lasted them all, and now they fight for the right to challenge for a world title at Night of Glory.

HE: Potentially facing the man sat next to us, EWF World Champion Liam Wood.

HA: These are the two men that Jones, and dare I say Mr Wood here, wouldn't have wanted to see in the final throes of this match.

LW: You're a brave man putting words in my mouth Harold. I've beaten these two chumps countless times before, I will be more than happy to do so again on the biggest stage of them all.

HE: Here we go folks!

Reilly and Thunder get to their feet, for a few moments they stare down before immediately pummelling each other with punches, ala Sami Zayn and Kevin Owens. Reilly is the man who gains the advantage, forcing Thunder into the ropes. Dicey whips him across the ring, Reilly nails a big boot on the rebound. Thunder rolls to his feet and Dicey connects with a hanging brainbuster!

Ref: 1………………..2……………..kick out!

Thunder kicks out. Dicey drags him to his feet, firing in European Uppercuts to the chin. Thunder blocks, he then counters with a jawbreaker. Dicey stumbles back, Thunder explodes forward and knocks him down with a clothesline. Reilly rolls up, Thunder runs off the ropes and nails a spear. He makes the cover.

Ref: 1………….........2……………Kick out!

Reilly is the man to get the shoulder up this time. Thunder lifts him to his feet, hitting a suplex. He then heads up to the top rope, steadying himself once again…

HA: SPLIT LEGGED MOONSAULT!

HE: HIGH RISK! POTENTIALLY HIGH REWARD!

Ref: 1……………………2…………………Kick out!

Thunder drags him up to a vertical base, where he then reins punches down into the head of Reilly. The Irishman blocks a punch, and then turns the momentum with big punches of his own. He then pulls Thunder down face-first on the top turnbuckle. Dicey turns, climbing up to the top rope where he lifts Thunder onto his shoulders…

HA: Dicey lining up a powerbomb…

LW: This guy is an idiot. You don’t need to risk it all like this.

Thunder starts booting down on the top of Reilly’s head, trying to avoid the move. He reaches up, and clings to the top of the pod, hauling himself onto it away from the powerbomb. Reilly then leaps up, grabbing the legs of Thunder..

HE: It’s a long way down from there…

HA: WHAT A COUNTER!

HE: AMAZING!

HA: HURRACANRANA FROM THUNDER!

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

HE: How’d he kick out of that?!

Dicey again gets the shoulder up. Thunder hauls the Irishman to his feet, he then Irish whips him into the ropes, he pops Reilly into the air for the Hunter’s Arrow but Dicey counters with a DDT! He hooks the leg.

Ref: 1…………………..2…………………Kick out!

Reilly stands impatiently over Thunder, waiting for him to rise. He then boots him in the stomach…

HA: CRAICDOWN!

HE: IT’S OVER!

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

Dicey pummels the mat in frustration, he then picks up Thunder and fires in a series of punches to the head and face of Thunder. He falls back into the corner, Reilly then fires off a number of knife-edge chops and boots, before climbing to the 2nd rope and reining in punches. Thunder slumps down, Reilly steps back to the opposite corner…

HA: HANGOVER…

HE: HE MOVED! INSIDE CRADLE!

Ref: 1…………………2……………….Kick out!

They fight up to their feet together, but Thunder manages to drop toe hold Reilly face-first into the turnbuckle. Thunder pulls himself up to the top rope…

HA: VIVA LA RAZA!

HE: THIS FINISHED MURDOCH, WILL IT FINISH REILLY?!

Ref: 1……………………………..2……………………………………..FOOT ON THE ROPE!

HA: INCREDIBLE!

Thunder looks to the skies in desperation. He lifts up Reilly, dragging him to the corner. He places Reilly on the top rope, and then climbs up himself.

HE: Here we go…

HA: Thunder clap lined up!

HE: Dicey blocking…oh wow!

HA: Look at this!

HE: Reilly is driving Thunder’s head into the glass pod continually, my god the glass is smashing he is using such force!

HA: Blood is streaming from the head of Thunder!

Reilly finally pulls Thunder’s head back, he re-adjusts his position on the top rope…

HE: My god, what is Reilly doing?!

HA: What is he thinking?!

BOTH: HOLY Poopie!

LW: Idiot…

HA: CRAICDOWN FROM THE TOP ROPE!

HE: THAT HAS TO BE IT!

Reilly slowly covers…

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: This one is finally over!

HE: Unbelievable. Dicey Reilly has won it! Dicey Reilly is the new N01 contender!

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman...the winner of this match and NEW N01 CONTENDER...DICEYYYY REEILLYYYY!

HA: That's right folks, Mr 6CW is the new N01 contender to a World Title of his choice, Dicey Reilly is going to the Main Event of Night of Glory for a world title of his choice.

HE: How the hell did he win this? How the hell is that idiot going to be allowed in the Main Event of our flagship Pay Per View? This is a man who has totally rebelled against the company.

HA: He's fighting for these fans, and you have to admire that.

HE: Having just won this match, it might not be the first thing in his mind, but Reilly has a choice to make. Joshua or this man next to me, Liam Wood.

LW: If he has any sense...

HA: So Liam, what did you make of this?

LW: As soon as I saw it was those two, I knew who would win. Reilly has nothing on me but he does have some nerve, some bottle in the big moments. Thunder doesn't have that inner courage or bravery to really step up to the plate when it matters.

HA: It is yet another case of so close yet so far for Thunder, but this moment belongs to Reilly, he's going to Night of Glory. What a moment for him, and his fans, he's come through everything, including this Elimination Chamber match, to reach the peak.

*The Chamber begins to rise as the fans continue to chant for Dicey and "F*ck Jones" as Thunder starts to stir.

HA: Wait there, where the hell is he going?!

*Wood flies from the commentary desk as Thunder struggles to his feet and walks out of the open chamber door.

HA: No! No! Come on Liam, he's just been through hell!

*Wood slams Thunder's head against the chamber and kicks him in the unmentionables as he stumbles back. Once Thunder is down Wood walks into the chamber, referees unsure what to do and just backing away.

HE: This is genius! He could be forcing this man to give up before he even reaches NOG! 50% chance he doesn't even have to defend his title at the biggest night of the year...

*Suddenly the lights drop and the prowling Wood and his fallen victim are lost in the darkness. The heartbeats pulse out from the speakers

HA: I think Joshua appreciates the idea too...

HE: Rest in peace Ireland's only hope

*Smoke fills the ramp and Joshua powers through, walking fast with his huge strides and makes the chamber in seconds.

HA: We can't see a thing folks, we're as blind as you here, but from the movement of the mist I'd guess Dicey is still down in that ring...and Joshua and Liam Wood have come to welcome him to his feet

HE: What goes up must come crashing down, brother!

*The lights come up and the crowd erupt as Reborn stands smiling, helping Dicey to his feet. He hands his new ally an old friend

*HE: Get out of there you moron, leave us all alone!

HA: Is that Betsy?!?!

*Blood runs down Dicey's head, but he grins and staggers to stand on his own two feet.

HA: These four men will fight in some combination or another at Night of Glory

HE: I don't think we're gonna have to wait!

*Wood flies at Dicey and knocks Betsy out of his hand. The two brawl, and Reborn steps towards Joshua and starts to smack talk right in his face. As Joshua stands stone faced, Reborn gets bored and head butts him right in the mouth.

HA: Mistake...

*Joshua throws Reborn by the throat directly into Wood and Dicey. He storms at the trio as they get to their feet. Reborn slips under, Joshua and Wood collide and as Wood staggers back Dicey levels him with Betsy

HE: Oh my god, he damn near broke his skull!!!

*Dicey swings Betsy but Joshua catches it in his hand and lifts Dicey into a chokeslam.

HA: Saved again!

*Reborn superkicks Joshua in the back of the head, to little effect. But as Joshua turns around...

HA: That'll do it!

...he nails Joshua square in the face with the EWF title. With that he goes to pick up Joshua's 6CW title. He looks at the pair, one in one hand, one in the other.

HA: Is this where we finally learn?

*As the fans cheer Reborn nods his head, turns to Dicey, passes him the EWF title and stands over Joshua's fallen body, holding the 6CW title in the air. Dicey does the same over Wood

HA: Is this a sign? Is this what we will see at Night of Glory?! It looks like we have our main events; Wood v Dicey, Reborn v Joshua!

HE: What a show that promises to be, but there's still a little while to wait, one more Anarchy and I'm sure plenty will go down in that time! Until then folks, good night!