6CW Aftermath 1st August-Results!

The fans are swarming into the SECC Glasgow arena as the countdown to 6CW Aftermath kicks off. The camera pans around the filling arena as crew members check last minute things such as technical equipment and the last touches to the ring. The camera continue to circle around picking up a few West Ham fans in attendance who seem buzzing, A man holding up a sign saying "Harambe lives on" another fan is also caught looking up to the rafters in expectation. The camera then finally finds its way to the 6CW pre-show where Timothy Allen and the Lloyd brothers are located. The pre-show area is 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. They are all wearing trademark 6CW suits, black and red with matching red handkerchiefs tucked neatly in the jacket pockets. Allen warmly smiles into the camera as he welcomes the 6CW world to the pre show.*

TA: Good evening 6CW World and welcome to 6CW Aftermath live in 6CW spiritual home of the SECC arena live only on the 6CW Network! I'm joined as ever by the legendary 6CW commentary team of Henry and Harold Lloyd! And what a night it promises to be... The fallout from one of the greatest Night of Glory's in modern time and 6CW under new ownership! it's massive huh guys?!

HA: Massive? How about life changing, Timothy! Listen, the entire roster is going to be effected starting from tonight, it's like a land and sea change. Everyone and everyone is open to this massive change we have coming. Not to mention the birth of new champions, Robin Reborn and Thunder. This is perhaps the biggest thing that has happened to the 6CW locker room has ever faced, because now they all realise that their dreams can come true and that monsters can be beaten. I can't remember a time in this illustrious company when the entire locker room is a buzz at the moment, the feel good factor is back within 6CW!

HE: Couldn't agree more... The place is buzzing! I mean, let's not forget, we have perhaps the most in depth roster we have ever had. I'm the competition to be a champion in these superstars minds will be greater already; in many ways night of Glory was on the beginning for some of these guys and this is where it all begins again. Thunder and Reborn have the chance to to mould a championship reign in their vision. other superstars will be looking revenge, others will be looking to challenge and other superstars will wan't to make a name for themselves. This coming year of 6CW is going to be massive! and plus, we have new owners! Not many owners of a wrestling company has done this before, going back to it's roots... but Infact you could call it revolutionary! Going back to Glasgow and these passionate fans is something else... what a feeling I'm so honoured to be back and amongst it!

*A notable let them fight chant descends followed by a flurry of Mexican waves as more and more fans begin to trickle in ready for the show. A few fans hold up signs of Harambe in attendance as a small ripple of Clarke James chants breaks out as Allen shakes head as he continues to speak as the crowd become more rapturous with more 6CW chants such as once again Let them fight, Time to play and Daddy's coming to get you!*

TA: Just to let you know folks, 6CW night of Glory was one of the most highest viewed shows on the planet! millions of you, the 6CW world tuned into the show to see the drama unfold. So thank you so much..with the rapid evolution of social media and television, we will continue to make 6CW as accessible as possible for all.
HE: Seven long years. Seven long years has 6CW been going and I must say this is the strongest we have ever seen it. And returning to Glasgow while re-branding of 6CW it will not only engage younger viewers but promote 6CW further amongst the 6CW world around the globe. The champions crowned at Night of Glory will continue to be figureheads you can be proud off as will every superstar. Night of Glory will forever live in the memory but what these superstars do tonight will set things into motion for 2016 and beyond.
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HE: Critically, our superstars are some of the finest in the world and that is represented in our champions for starters. These wonderful people who continue to fill our arenas everywhere we go to the rafters. You can feel the excitement in the air, its electric! Listen, the past era of 6CW superstars may have done things one way but in this era, the 6CW superstars will represent so much more with the rise of social media and the ever growing 6CW world with one goal in mind and that is to be headlining next year's night of Glory! What a feeling and what a night that is going to be in 2017.

TA: Let's break things down... look at the matches... for Aftermath, let's start shall we with match one I mean, Jack Hurst vs Anthony Grace... what a ways to kick of proceedings!

*The camera focuses in on the large plasma screen embedded on the desk which highlights the superstars involved in the matches starting with match one.*

HE: Well, in my eyes, Grace this one... when Grace is on form, the rest of them may as well go back home. Luckily, Jack Hurst wants to put a show on for these fans not just a demolition derby! It’s worth noting Grace seemed distant at Night of Glory. these fans recognises his talent and quite rightly respect him but it's getting hard for Grace. It's crucial that he picks up the win here against Hurst to regain some momentum.

HA: It's definitely a case of getting a win for Grace tonight. In that same vein, Liam Wood, Aaron Heath and Brandon Perez need some to regain some pride tonight in their matches against Conor Anderson, James McManus and Crime Lord respectivley. It's mad to think that the former EWF world champion, Liam Wood will be looking for pride! but post night of Glory, he finds himself in a situation where he needs to taste that winning feeling again.

TA: . Now, the main event we have a six man tag team match..with the team of Cassius Zhi, Marshall Murdoch and Austin Stevens vs Dicey Reilly, Max Adamson and Jimmy Phillips Your thoughts guys?

HA: One of the biggest main events in 6CW history and it's tonight! six men, six highly talented men for that matter... I just can't call it. But I think one team may have the edge tonight..

TA: Which is who?

HA: Dicey, Adamson and Phillips. Plain and simple, That team is the team of the people. These people need to be representing them on the global and social media scene. those three are the the perfect candidates. Those six men have seen plenty of change within the 6CW universe so this new era is no different!

HE: Ha! Look, the real winner is going to be the old, experienced heads. I'm looking Austin Stevens, Cassius and Marshall Murdoch. The new era of 6CW is being reintroduced, hence those names. It needs experience to grow while back in Glasgow. your pick has done well Harold, but the big boys are coming to play and they will stabilise this new era and continue to show their dominance.

TA: Winners?

HE: Stevens, Murdoch, and Cassius. Easy as that, the big guys will rule the roost.

HA: Phillips, Admason and Dicey.

TA: Tag team championship match to talk about! What about the newly crowned champions then? Perfect execution? excellent win at Night of Glory but standard steel... How do they recover from here? It looks like a lonely and long road for both Geoff and Mike.

HA: Well, they gotta start winning again. Simple as, Night of Glory was a right off. They are closer than brothers, I can tell you that. But the fact is, they need to start winning because right now Ni? They are missing the titles they richly wokred for. Two of the biggest guys need to act and I'm sure they will tonight. Perfect execution are going to be hard to beat... so it's not going to be easy but for Standard Steel... I just don't know what a loss will do.

HE: I have to agree with my brother. They need to win. Otherwise... well, who knows what could happen.They must win tonight. Perfect execution are going to be right on it from minute go. I personally expect a title defence from our new champions.

TA: So Standard Steel win?

HA: Yep!

HE: Perfect execution.

TA: And finally Cameron Faith, UK champion defends his UK championship as he takes on O'Callaghan, the impressive O'Callaghan! Who wins folks?

HE: Both brilliant, both cocky, both winners... What a match! But in terms of experience and prestige with titles, It's gotta be Cameron Faith. O'Callaghan has been in recent weeks up against it with the Ladder match... in that regard; it’s a Faith win baby but a fight from O'Callaghan making him sit up and take notice.

HA: O'Callaghan fits like a glove in 6CW.. I'm giving my nod to O'Callaghan tonight! Faith has the wind in his sails and a point to prove, But... O'Callaghan will relish this opportunity and I could see an upset... and I think it could happen tonight.

CG: Winners?

HA: O'Callaghan win, a new UK Champion!

HE: Cameron Faith.

TA: Okay! Well, there you have it folks! The pre-show is all wrapped up! My thanks to the Lloyd brothers.. The arena is almost filled to full capacity and we are ready for another incredible bump in the road to night of glory... join us on the other side where it will be 6CW anarchy and the games will begin... It's time to... Oh wait a minute! LOOK WHO IT IS!

Suddenly the SECC erupt into an almighty explosion of noise as “Ain’t No Stopping Me” blasts out around the arena. Cameron Faith swaggers out onto the stage stopping at the top of the ramp where he raises the UK championship aloft, to a even louder roar from the crowd.*

HA: By Gawd, What an ovation!!!

HE: What's that Harold, can,t hear you over this crowd!

HA: Deep Fried Mars Bar, but what's my dinner got to do with Faith.

*Faith wearing blue tights, red boots, white cap and bling chains places the belt back over his shoulder and makes his to ring purposely avoiding the out reached hands of desperate fans trying to touch him. He stops on the bottom ring step soaking in the atmosphere before being handed a microphone and climbing into the ring*

HA: Finally I can hear myself think.

HE: Tell me about it Harold, that's not the reactions Faiths been used to signing for 6CW

HA: I’m not sure he will get it anywhere else, but a good home crowd can be a great leveller.

HE: Not that Faith need a leveller, He has been dominant since winning that UK Championship.

HA: Your right there Henry. Just look at how he performed at night of Glory when most predicted a James McManus victory.

HE: Just about everyone but Faith that is, the guy has supreme confidence in his own ability. It’s something that rubs most fans and his opponents up the wrong way.

HA: It's hard not to bad that confident when like Faith you have spent the best part of three years a champion.

HE: True but that could be about to come to and end as he is about to defend his title against the hottest new talent in professional wrestling.

HA: A little more luck and it would have been O’Callaghan who walked out Night of Glory as the FFTR holder and guaranteed world champion.

HE: Ironically the very case that Faith introduced into 6CW and cashed in to become UK Champion.


*Faith stands in the middle of the first ring, trying to make the huge smile across his face, he raises the microphone*

CROWD: FAITH, FAITH, FAITH, FAITH

CF: What a homecoming, it’s deserved, but still. See six years ago I had to leave this city because I was heading for on of only two places, the cemetery or the Jail. Now Jones he didn't want me talking about this sh*t because he deemed it bad for business well
F*ck it he ain't here.

I mean what they gonna do, sack there biggest star?

See I sold drugs, I even sold them to some of you out there. Yeah I see you waving Chantelle, you junkie B*tch.

CROWD: Junkieeeee B*tch, Junkieeee B*tch

HA: This crowd are mental

CF: The problem, the only thing was making quicker than money was enemies. So I left. Just like that I packed up and left town only to return as a multi time, multi federation, record breaking champion. The truth is badabing badaboom I came back most successful Scotsman in this room.

F*ck that, I came back the most successful British sportsman of all time, the greatest British sports person in history.

See unlike Sir Steve Redgrave, I don't get carried to victory by my team mates, unlike Andy Murray OBE I don't win just because my main rival has an off day. As for Sir Chris Hoy he’s only successful because of a rich mammy and daddy.

CROWD: FAITH, FAITH, FAITH, FAITH

CF: I'm an inspiration to the million upon million of children living in the ghetto that you can succeed. The only difference between me and them is I have talent and the ability to make this success look good.

*Faith poses pointing at the belt over his shoulder as the flashbulbs of thousands of cameras go off*

CF: Unlike every other British sports person I defend my title with a dignity and honour only befitting the true greats of our society. I am the greatest underdog story EVER, Yet unlike these wannabe Cameron Faiths I don't see no MBES, OBES, SIR’s attached to my name.

But then like everything in this world, these things are always handed to the undeserving just liked title shots in 6CW. First it was James McManus, now Paddy or is it Mick, like it really matters. This guy may have a reputation as the best submission specialist in 6CW but can he apply those holds with size 9 wrapped across his Jaw.

O’Callaghan you may have challenged for world titles in the short time you’ve been here but your about to find facing the king of professional wrestling, Sir Cameron Faith in front of his home crowd is a whole different level

CROWD: FAITH, FAITH FAITH
TA: What did you think of that then guys!?

HA: Told you he was so far up himself it's scary, Sir Cameron Faith?

HE: He may be up himself but no one has managed to,put him in his place yet

HA: Until now Henry, if Faith walks out of here champion against some the calibrate of O’Callaghan I will do the next show in nothing but an elephant thong. He is that good.

*The crowd burst into a chorus of Flower of Scotland as Faith stands once again soaking up the applause. The show then fades away as the main show is only moments away..*

*The show opens with a panning shot over a wild and raucous crowd, signs up in the air and a packed SECC Arena before settling on Harold and Henry at the commentary desk.

HA: Well, well, well – we’re home!

HE: Glasgow!

HA: Ownership changes, new champions, and all the fallout from Night of Glory – has there ever been an Aftermath that will give us so much aftermath?!

HE: And we’re still here! Change moves around us, brother, but we remain the same!

HA: You can change a little bit if you want…

*Before the brothers can get into an argument, La Marseillaise plays and the crowd give a huge cheer as Jerome Dubois walks out onto the stage. He walks with his arms out, drinking it all in, before bowing to either side of the arena and putting the microphone to his lips.

JD: Bonjour Scotland, salut Glasgow, bonsoir 6-C-W!

*WE’VE GOT DUBS, WE’VE GOT DUBS, WE’VE GOT DUBS

JD: Silencieux, silencieux! We av business to attend!

*GET TAE F*** x10

*Off mic Dubois mumbles “Ze Scots” whilst shaking his head

JD: I suppose you do not want, ow you say, a card so good you would spit out your Irons Brews?

HA: Irons Brews?!

HE: I don’t think they have it in the bakeries in France

*Dubois chuckles to himself

JD: Oui, oui! Zis card, it is stacked! It is so good maybe even I could be tempted to return, no?

*A rather muted cheer from the crowd causes Dubois to frown

JD: Ahhhh, you don’t deserve it! But you will get your matches, I am still ze best brain in zis business, and I can be ze best GM too, oui oui! Because zis is 6 C W, and it is, how you say, time to play!

*The crowd roar and the opening credits roll





*As the credits end, Dubois is in the ring waiting.

JD: C’est bon, c’est bon! Zis is ready for us. Of course, we av our main event, yes, oui. Ze old heads bump again, no? Cassius Zhi, Marshall Murdoch et Austin Stevens against zat Irish fool Dicey, ze Australian idiot Max et Jimmy Phillips too.

*LETS GO DICEY, WE WANT MAX, LETS GO DICEY, WE WANT MAX

JD: Oui, yes, popular. I av come ere to take charge with ze finest pedigree of management. Ze men who follow will be amateurs. Finally, some class ‘as been brought to zis place, maybe zere is still hope, no?

“SHUT UP! SHUT UP YOU INCOMPETENT FRENCH BUFFOON!”

HA: I thought we’d heard the last of that voice…

*Out onto the ramp steps Mr Jones, still wearing his suit and tie, but a more rugged shadow of stubble covers his face, his hair is unkempt and his shirt untucked.

HE: Oh, Michael, this isn’t your time

*He looks out into the booing crowd with absolute disgust

MJ: I can’t believe they came back to this dump…Glasgow, really? Tramp’s p*** scents the air and inbreeding stains all your faces.

*The crowd boo but Jones just talks over them loudly

MJ: I’m not here for you, shut up. I came here to remind 6CW that my influence will never be gone. This idiot in the ring

*He points to Dubois

MJ: He’s over the hill and never had much of a brain anyway.

JD: May I remind you, you foolish little Englander

MJ: No, you’ve reminded us all of your idiocy already. And now I am going to get rid of you

*Jones begins to walk down to the ring

JD: Foolish man, you ave never been a fighter. And I am ze best zere is…

*Heartbeats begin to pulse around the arena. Jones smiles

HA: He’s here…

*Dubois’s face shows the panic he feels. With a slight limp, out walks Joshua, covered head to toe in long, draping black cloth, a large hood covering his face. Jones smiles and walks to the ring, knowing the monster will follow

MJ: YOU CANNOT GET RID OF ME! I AM THE MASTER OF THE MONSTER, I STILL HOLD THE MOST POWERFUL WEAPON!

*He turns and waits for Joshua to join him. Joshua gets to the ring, steps over the top rope with a grimace he cannot completely hide, and makes his way to stand behind Jones. Dubois begins to take steps back

MJ: There’s nowhere you can run, Dubois

*But Dubois safely makes his way out of the ring with no danger of Joshua following him. Confused, Jones turns, and Joshua’s hood comes down. He is smiling maniacally

HE: This…this is not good

HA: Pray for mercy, Michael, even I’m worried for you

*Joshua laughs, causing Jones to fly into a rage

MJ: You are MY monster, I command you to attack!

*Suddenly, both of Joshua’s hands are wrapped around Jones’s head, before their heads collide

HA: Gruesome, the most gruesome of headbutts. If Jones wasn’t gone before, I fear he may be soon put to rest

*Joshua lifts the lifeless Jones with two hands around his neck and drags him to the corner.

HE: What is he doing? Why is he climbing?!

*To the top of the turnbuckle they go, and Joshua stands, raises Jones to the sky by the neck.

HA: MOVE!

*Jones is sent smashing down into the announcers table

HE: Oh my

HA: GOD! GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY! HE NEAR WELL DAMN BROKE HIM IN HALF

HE: That’s it, he’s dead

*THANK YOU JOSHUA x10

HA: Last night they found their respect for Joshua, tonight they may well have found a liking for him!

HE: The Scottish…

*Jones lays limp on the floor, lifeless

HA: Henry, he hasn’t moved

*Medics pour in and the brothers stand back. Joshua stands down from the turnbuckle, the heartbeats start again and he lifts his hood back over his head as he walks down the ramp.

HA: We do not call this show Aftermath for nothing, ladies and gentlemen. And we’ve started our 6CW New Year with a bang

HE: First Dubois, but then the drama

HA: As our paramedics work right in front of us on the man who must really be what represents 6CW past in this brave new future, Joshua has reminded us that some things do not change

HE: Monsters are never tamed, that message is clear.

*As Joshua stands tall at the top of the ramp, he pauses. He turns to look back at the destruction, with even Dubois somewhat worried about Jones’s lifeless body now being lifted onto a stretcher

HA: GOD DAMMIT!

*The ringing thud of a steel chair hitting skull pierces every corner of the arena. Joshua stumbles back

HE: He’s still on his…HOLY HELL!

*After taking one shot to the back of the head, Joshua stumbles forward, turns and takes a second chair shot full in the face.

HA: GO DOWN, JOSHUA! PLEASE!

*The monster still stands, blood trickling from his face, and punches the chair out of his assailant’s hand

HA: GOD NO!

*A second man swings a baseball bat into his stomach, and Joshua crumples.

HE: ANOTHER?!

*A third figure cracks another chair onto Joshua’s spine and he is finally down.

HA: And that is not an alliance I would ever have wanted to see

*The impassive face of Cerberus is seen standing one side of Joshua’s body, Mike Masters on the other and Engel Harlequin laughing gleefully in the middle

HE: Engel and Cerberus?

HA: And what the hell is Masters doing with them?

HE: Never mind that Harold, Engel and Cerberus! Just run that through your mind, those two have beaten the living hell out of each other for months on end and now, together, they've just taken a chair to Joshua repeatedly.

HA: It took a hell of a lot to take Joshua down, and you have to think that the big man isn't going to be happy about that and quite frankly, I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of his wrath that will inevitably arrive.

*Commercial Break*

HA: Folks, I still can't believe what I just witnessed, first Joshua taking the man who was his mentor, his backer, Mr Jones, and driving him through our announce table. But perhaps even more startling was the attack on him by Cerberus, Engel and Mike Masters.

HE: Three men with no real common goal yet they've united in trying to take down the monster of 6CW.

HA: After that it's really quite hard to focus but the show must go on, and it's the first match of the show, with the 6CW international champ in action.

HE: Crime Lord put on an impressive display at Night of Glory in swatting away the threat of Conor Anderson with relative ease, tonight he finds himself up against Brandon Perez.

HA: His night of Glory wasn't as successful, as he and tag partner Jack Hurst came up short in the tag title match.

The lights in the arena turn to a soft pink colour as Smooth by Santana begins to play through the speakers. Perez swaggers out confidently on to the stage. He stands in the middle, hands on his hips for a few moments before continuing that swagger down to the ring.

HA: More familiar singles action for Perez tonight, and imagine what a win could do for his career here in 6CW.

HE: It's not going to happen though is it Harold, stop giving him and these fans false hope.

The lights dim around the arena and 'Out of Black' blasts out of the speakers, pyrotechnics going off on the stage. As the guitar riff ends, Crime Lord swaggers out from behind the curtain. He looks out across the arena at the booing fans and cricks his neck on both sides. Crime Lord strides down the ramp ignoring the jeering fans and climbs up onto the apron and steps through the ropes into the ring. He climbs to the bottom rope in the corner and soaks in the abuse. He then spins around, holding the International title aloft.

HE: I hope Perez gets a good look at that belt, it's the closest he'll get to it with Crime Lord as champion.

HA: His confidence will certainly be high after that win at Night of Glory.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Crime Lord and Brandon Perez lock-up. The International champion uses his obvious size advantage to push Perez back into the corner, he goes for a clothesline but Perez ducks underneath it and follows that with a spinning shoot kick to the stomach. Crime Lord lurches forward slightly and Perez fires in a series of roundhouse kicks to the chest.

Perez goes for another kick, Crime Lord blocks and then pushes Perez down by the chest. The International champion sprints out of the corner but Perez has it scouted and knocks Crime Lord down with a discus elbow smash. He makes the first cover of the match.

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

Perez gets to his feet, he goes on the attack by hitting a series of knees down into the face of Crime Lord. The Tinder Tyrant retreats to the corner, Perez runs in as Crime Lord rises and knocks him down with a leaping knee to the face. Perez again waits for Crime Lord to rise before running in and planting him face-first into the canvas with a bulldog. He hooks the leg once more.

HA: Strong start here by Brandon Perez, who appears to have caught Crime Lord off guard.

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

Crime Lord gets the shoulder up. Brandon Perez allows him to his feet before hitting a kick to the gut. He follows that up with a couple of elbows down into the back of the head, before lifting Crime Lord into the air and suplexing him down to the mat. Perez releases the hold, Crime Lord sits up and Perez drills him with a roundhouse kick to the head. He covers.

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

Perez hits a couple more kicks to chest of Crime Lord before lifting him to his feet. He fires in a series of European Uppercuts but Crime Lord blocks, and then fires in some European Uppercuts of his own, sending Perez stumbling back. He falls into the ropes, Crime Lord whips him out across the ring and then crunches Perez down to the mat with a big boot on the rebound. Perez stumbles up and Crime Lord hits a spinebuster. He hooks the leg.

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

HE: Perez is an idiot, he just tried to get into a brawl with Crime Lord. What world is he on if he thinks that he'd win that?

Crime Lord rolls to his feet and attacks Perez immediately with a series of heavy stomps down into the face, he then rubs his boot in the face of Perez for good measure before dragging him to his feet by the head. He again sends Perez into the ropes with an Irish whip, this time he back body drops Perez down to the mat. He rolls to his feet, Crime Lord quickly nails a DDT. Cover.

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

Brandon Perez forces the shoulder up, Crime Lord dives onto Perez and pummels him from close-range with elbows and punches to the face. He then grabs Perez by the waist, demonstrating incredible strength to lift him from the floor and up onto his feet in a bearhug hold. Crime Lord swings Perez violently from side to side, smirking.

Crime Lord visibly strengthens his grip on the hold as Perez desperately wriggles around in an attempt to escape the hold. Crime Lord then changes tact, launching Perez out across the ring with a release belly to belly suplex. Perez rolls to his feet and Crime Lord connects with a spin-out powerbomb. Cover.

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

Crime Lord drags Perez to his feet, he then throws him into the corner. Crime Lord runs in, going for a spear but Perez uses the ropes to spring over the top and then sunset flip down into the pin attempt.

HA: Great counter by Perez!

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

Perez and Crime Lord rise simultaneously, Crime Lord thros a violent clothesline that Perez ducks underneath. He fires elbows into the side of the head as Crime Lord falls back, Perez then drives a knee up into the gut and follows that with a lifting DDT. Cover.

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

Crime Lord gets the shoulder up off the canvas, Perez rolls him onto his front and then drives a series of knees into the back. He locks in a full nelson hold, before dragging Crime Lord up and launching him across the ring with a full nelson suplex. Crime Lord rolls up, Perez re-applies the full nelson and then bridges over into a dragon suplex.

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

There's another kick out from Crime Lord. Perez allows to his feet and then leaps up in an attempt to set-up his patented submission hold, the Sex Panther, but Crime Lord pushes him down to the mat although Perez's leg is still wrapped around the arm of Crime Lord. He then demonstrates his incredible power by lifting Perez from this position down into a powerbomb.

He doesn't cover immediately, instead retreating to the corner and sprinting in...

HA: DRIVE BY!

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

Perez just about forces the shoulder up but Crime lord is unperturbed. He hauls Perez up from the mat and onto his shoulders...

HE: LOCK N LOAD!

HA: It's all over.

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

Ding, Ding, Ding!

HA: Crime Lord gets the win here over Brandon Perez, continuing the momentum he picked up at Night of Glory when defeating Conor Anderson.

HE: A dominant display from the International champion, who continues to impress here in 6CW.

HA: Dominant is pushing it, Perez was in fact controlling that match for long periods of time, Crime Lord's greater power pulled him through in the end.

*A smiling and rather proud looking Cassius Zhi stands backstage with Charlotte Grey

CG: I'm joined now by Cassius Zhi, a man who had quite the impact on events at Night of Glory. But not in his own match, no, in one of our main events.

*Zhi just listens, still smiling

CG: I suppose the question to ask

CZ: Why? It'll be why, won't it? Yes, I'd have thought you would want to know my intentions...and I would ask much the same to you, Ms Grey. Why?

CG: Ummm, why what?

*Zhi's smile fades

CZ: Why do you think I'd tell some imbecile backstage reporter the intentions of someone as great as I? Why do you think I care about your questions? Why do you think you will get an answer from me? Why do these 6CW idiots think I will tell them anything? Why indeed, Charlotte Grey...

*Grey is a little taken aback but carries on

CG: Are you deflecting? This won't go away, Cassius

CZ: This will go wherever the damn hell I suggest it will go, little girl. You, you are symptomatic of the problem in 6CW. Self-important little madame. Just like the 6CW 'masses' and Mr 6CW himself. Or so he dubs himself anyway. I don't know what annoys me more, the mess that is 6CW or the fact the Irishman would claim to be its king.

CG: Why would that annoy you?

CZ: It is about respect, Ms Grey, of which I am offering you far, far too much. He is the best of 6CW, really? Not only has this place produced far better, but now I am in a company where he would shout himself out as its representative? No, he is not my leader.

CG: I think I am beginning to find an answer to my original question

*Zhi rolls his eyes

CZ: Listen, little girl. If everything were so simple, you may have passed through primary school. But instead you've ended up scratching around with a mic in hand asking for more important people to tell you a story. If my intentions were so obvious as that you could decipher them like some Dan Brown Da Vinci Code then I would likely hang myself.

*Zhi pauses and then smiles again

CZ: And that is the end of our interview. Goodbye

*Zhi walks away as the scene fades

*The camera pans around the SECC arena in Glasgow, with signs such as "Make Cincinnati Zoo Great Again - #RIPHarambe", "Justice 4 Harambe" and "Paul Walker can't do handbrake turns" on show as the much harsher Scottish crowd cheer loudly before we get to ringside with Harold and Henry Lloyd*

HA: "Up next we have an intriguing matchup, one between Aaron Heath and James McManus"

HE: "Yes Harold, two men who were losers at Night of Glory"

HA: "Losers a little harsh, but yes both men unsuccessful at the biggest event of the year. Heath coming up short in the Fight for the Right ladder match, and McManus failing to take his opportunity against Cameron Faith for the UK Title"

HE: "Yes many had McManus on their betting slips at Night of Glory, a shame that he couldn't get it done"

HA: "Well a chance for him to put it right tonight, a big match up for him this one"

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: "An experienced competitor, McManus needs to bounce back with a strong performance tonight"

HE: "A tough ask, Heath is a top rassler"

HA: "Well lets see "The silver tongued" one has in store tonight..."

Time Bomb Baby by Powerman 5000 takes over the airways and a calm and collected Aaron Heath walks out on to the stage with his eyes locked on to the ring, he pauses for a moment cricking his head to the side before heading down and entering the ring and staring towards his opponent

HA: "Heath has his game face on tonight!"

HE: "Should be a fascinating matchup this one"

Ding, ding, ding!

Heath quickly goes on the attack against McManus, Heath catches him off guard with a stiff forearm smash into the face. He stumbles back into the ropes, Heath whips him across the ring and goes for a back body drop but McManus leapfrogs over the top into a sunset flip.

1....kick out!

The two men regroup in seperate corners, and nod at each other after the opening exchange

HA: "A mutual respect between the two after that opening flourish, the crowd on tenter hooks for this one"

Heath goes in for the lock-up but McManus ducks underneath it. He then fires in punches at Heath, backing him into the corner. McManus hits a number of hard punches to his opponent in the corner, before hitting kicks up into the stomach. Heath finally is able to push McManus away, but McManus then comes back in with even more strikes, before throwing Heath across the ring hard into the turnbuckle, before quickly following into his opponent with a running facewash kick. He drags Heath forward and covers.

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

McManus then hits some hard stomps to the head of Aaron Heath, trying to wear him down as early as possible, before running across the ring, and on his return hitting a jumping knee drop across the head of Heath. The silver tongued one quickly begins to pull himself up to his feet, but McManus quickly then starts hitting some hard chops to the chest of Heath, before again hitting some hard punches to the head of his opponent, then pushing him into the ropes.

McManus then whips Heath across the ring, and on his return, McManus hits him with a snap powerslam. Heath rolls to his feet, throwing a groggy clothesline which McManus easily ducks and then backslides Heath into a pinfall predicament.

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


HE: "McManus well on top here, he'll be looking to make this dominance count"

Heath powers the shoulder up. McManus goes straight back onto the offensive with a series of hard knee drops down into the face. McManus then steps back, allowing Aaron Heath to rise before kicking him in the gut, McManus then slams his opponent down by the head. Heath stirs, McManus runs in and nails a knee trembler to the head. He makes the cover.

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

McManus locks in a full nelson hold on Heath, he fights up to his feet and then counters with a jawbraker. James McManus staggers around and Heath flattens him with a big boot to the head. He covers.

1...2...kick out!

Heath immediately goes on the attack, driving a series of elbows down into the face. He drags McManus up, pummeling away at the big man with a succession of forearm smashes. McManus falls into the ropes, where Heath continues the elbow attack until he is slumped down. Heath then smashes a hard knee into the side of the head. Heath applies a front facelock on his opponent , lifting up his fellow competitor and resting his legs on the middle rope before connecting with a spike DDT. Cover.

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

HE: "I thought Heath had him there, what impressive work to get himself back into this match!"

Heath allows McManus to rise before Irish whipping him into the ropes. James McManus goes for a clothesline but Heath easily ducks and as McManus turns round lifts him, flinging his opponent out across the ring with a fallaway slam. McManus rolls up, he stumbles unsteadily into the path of Heath who scoops him into the air and nails a piledriver. He hooks the leg.

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

HA: "Heath has signalled it is time to finish this one!"

Heath stands over McManus and signals for the Dead-End, he lifts up McManus's body off the floor, and kicks him the gut...

HA: "DEAD-END!"

Heath lifts his opponent up in a great show of strength, and hits the Dead-end....

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

Ding, ding, ding!

HA: "An impressive win tonight for Aaron Heath, a good showing against McManus who again comes up just short in a big match"

HE: "I thought after the start to the match he had McManus was going to do it, but again he let it slip and Heath took advantage"

Aaron Heath stands arms aloft in the ring over James McManus as 6CW Aftermath goes to the next segment...

*Robin Reborn walks through the doors backstage and is stopped in his tracks as he hears the pop from the Glasgow crowd

RR: So this is what we call home, hey?

*He looks to his 6CW title as he speaks, gives it a pat and then walks on

RR: Oh, now this'll be fun

*He stops once more as he sees Liam Wood. Wood sees him, sneers and storms over

RR: Oh hey buddy! How ya doing?

LW: Shut up. Your street talk and your pandering bull**** mean nothing back here talking to me.

*Reborn smiles

RR: Sup, Woody? Snake in your boots?

LW: Keep joking, keep laughing. But I won't forget that little sneak attack just before my match on Sunday night. Revenge will never leave my mind...

*Reborn's smile fades

RR: Funny that, cos I think we even. Unless you want me to show you what a champion does to boys who get up in his face like this...

LW: I will take that title from you whenever I want. In fact, it'll come just days after Thunder's little present you got him is back in my possession. You see, Reborn, you and your buddy have the superhero schtick, but I know you both. I know you from fighting FEAR and carrying you idiots on my back. I know I am better than you both, on your own and even in a damn pair. You're just holding my titles till the dust settles here and the new owners realise the only way of making any impact in this business is to give in to the best. They'll be begging for me to take title shots, and then they'll be cashing in as I hold both titles

RR: I'd have thought you'd be a little more sensitive about the term "cashing in", Vipes. Oh, I'm sticking with Vipes, you weren't so much a slayer on Sunday night as you laid down to the new kings in town. Hell, even a drunk would have beaten you had you not got a little help and such a desire to touch his clovers.

*Wood takes a step closer

LW: A real champion goes out there to win, and only to win

*Reborn takes his step closer

RR: A real champion has a title.

*Reborn smiles, Wood rages, and then storms away as Reborn laughs, whistles and walks on with the scene fading.

*Crime Lord is backstage in the corridors of 6CW…

CL: I have come to underline the power I can wield in this industry, I came to 6CW to remind the wrestling world, and now I am showing it on any stage.

*He looks beyond the camera to his interviewer

CL: Because your positions are all under threat now, this void of power sits beneath you all like a ticking timebomb. But not for me, I am taking this as an opportunity. I am not wasting my time waiting to see who will sail the ship and keep this place afloat. I will sink the damn thing if I want; I am as powerful as I have ever been and I am not going to stop.

*He looks down the lens

CL: The message is clear: 6CW can run scared, because now I am unleashed. And they couldn’t stop my dominance with the chains on, so how can you stop me now?

*He smiles and pushes the lens away as the scene fades.

HA: Night of Glory saw 6CW crown new tag team champions as Perfect Execution emerged from a fatal four way match with the titles around their waist.

HE: The greatest tag team 6CW has ever seen back on top, it doesn't get any better than that brother!

HA: Of course, that meant there were three teams who lost out, and two of those teams are represented here tonight.

"Prince Charming" blazes out through the speakers as the crowd give a polite cheer as Jack Hurst strolls forward through the curtain and onto the stage. He bows and then walks down to the ring, tagging the fans hands as they offer them. He rolls into the ring.

HA: Contrasting nights for Hurst and his former tag partner Robin Reborn, who of course walked away as world champion.

HE: It's plain to see who the real talent in that team was!

A female singer walks out onto the stage, as the music begins to kick in and the singer starts belting out "Amazing Grace" as the lights dim around the arena until Anthony Grace walks out onto the stage. He smiles at the singer, who the camera zooms in on to reveal it is Scottish singing sensation Amy McDonald, before walking to the ring. Grace climbs the steps and through the middle rope into the ring.

HA: Anthony Grace and Max Adamson were many people's favourites to win at Night of Glory, you have to wonder what the loss will have done to their relationship.

HE: Knowing those two egotists, I doubt it was either one of their faults.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

As the bell rings the two technical stars lock up and battle for control of the ring with Grace using his weight advantage to force Hurst back towards the ropes, Hurst reacts quickly though slipping around the back and locking his hands around the waist only to receive an elbow to the face forcing him to break the hold. Grace moves back in locking up again before pushing Hurst back towards the ropes

HA: Anthony Grace showing off his skill here and using his weight to his advantage

HE: Hurst will come out on top...he's one of, if not the most technical wrestlers in the business today!

As the pair hit the turnbuckle Hurst reacts with a knee to the gut that staggers Grace back before Hurst hits an european uppercut taking Grace down to the mat, Grace attempts to get back up but as he reaches his feet Hurst hits another hard european uppercut that sends Grace down once again allowing Hurst to make a quick cover

...ONE...NO!

HA: You'll need to do more than that to keep Anthony Grace down

HE: Hurst knows that...he's wearing him down and picking his moments, it's vintage Hurst!

Hurst quickly picks Grace up and pushes him in to the turnbuckle before charging in with yet another running european uppercut that leaves Grace slumped in the corner, Hurst then climbs up on to the second rope and begins to land hard right hands forcing the ref to give him the count of ten

HE: Last time out Hurst's idiot partner cost him the tag team titles but tonight he's getting to show the fans just why he's one of the best...

HA: Can you leave Brandon Perez alone and just concentrate on this match please?

As the ref reaches 10 Hurst finally drops down before dragging Grace towards the middle of the ring before hitting a snap suplex, rolling over quickly and once again making a cover

...ONE
......T-NO!

HA: Another quick kickout from Anthony Grace showing the fight he has...it's part of the reason a lot of fans have finally come around to support the man that they once couldn't stand

HE: Well from what I can hear when he makes his entrance they're still on the side of hating his guts...these fans in Scotland might just not realise that they should be cheering for Jack Hurst yet

With Grace down Jack Hurst gets to his feet and begins to walk around the ring, mocking the fans and shouting about how England would always lead Great Britain

HA: Well if he continues to act like that, he's not going to convert any of these fans any time soon!

HE: Anthony Grace isn't even British!

HA: I bet you voted to leave didn't you...

As Hurst goes to once again pick Grace up the American star is able to fight back with an uppercut of his own that stuns Hurst allowing Grace to bounce off the ropes before returning with a huge clothesline that takes Hurst off his feet and down to the mat, Hurst pops back up quickly but is once again taken down this time with a huge shoulder block

HA: Anthony Grace is getting the crowd behind him now...all it took was Jack Hurst to create some unity here tonight!

Hurst climbs to his feet in to the path of Grace who hits a scoop slam before unleashing standing leg drop, making the cover as quickly as he can

...ONE
…...TW-NO

HA: Shoulder up from the former tag team champion...Jack Hurst showing he's just as tough as Anthony Grace

Grace wastes no time pulling Hurst to his feet and landing a kick to the gut

HA: DDT from Grace...

HE: ...NO! Hurst spins out...looking for the belly to back suplex

HA: Reversed again! What an impact

The fans are on their feet as the replay shows Hurst spin out of the DDT before lifting Grace with the belly to back suplex only for Grace to shift his weight bringing Hurst down in to a huge bulldog

HA: It looks like Hurst might have taken a huge face plant there...Grace looks ready to end this one already!

HE: Don't get up Jack!

As Grace readies himself Hurst begins to drag himself up using the ropes to help him, Grace begins to stalk him, beckoning him to get to spin around and as he does he launches himself in to the air

HA: TORNADO ROUNDHOUSE K-

HE: NO! Hurst ducks it...Grace scooped up on to the shoulder! WASHBOARD STOMACH

HA: ...GRACE CATCHED THE FOOT...He spins Hurst around...ZZZ-List!

The fans are stunned as Hurst is able to reverse the Tornado kick in to his GTS style move only for Grace to catch his foot, spinning him in to a sleeperhold in the middle of the ring leaving the English superstar struggling to stay in the match

HE: There's still hope! Grace doesn't have it locked it yet! He hasn't locked the scissors!

Hurst pulls towards the ropes getting within a finger tip away before Grace drags him back, jumping up and locking his legs around the waist of Hurst who manages to stay on his feet

HA: You were saying?! This is not a good place for Hurst to be...Grace has the sleeper locked in but he also out weighs him...I can't imagine the strain Hurst must have on his neck right now

Hurst reacts quickly charging back towards the turnbuckle and causing Grace to break the hold before charging off the ropes and returning with a leaping clotheslines that takes Grace down and allows Hurst to roll from the ring to regroup

HE: Hurst showing off his tactical skill here...

HA: He won't have too long, here comes Grace

As Grace slides out of the ring and attempts to throw Hurst back in, Hurst is able to use Grace's momentum against him, dragging the former International champion in to the guard rail before landing a belly to back suplex down on to the ring apron. Hurst quickly rolls in and shouts for the referee to continue his count as Grace struggles to get back up after the collision with the guard rail and ring apron

...5

…...6

…......7

Grace finally gets to his feet but before he can get back in the ring Hurst charges at the ropes and hits a baseball slide only for Grace to catch his feet, dragging him out of the ring, as Hurst's feet hit the floor Grace hits a brilliant belly to belly

HA: What an impact...that will have taken it out of Jack Hurst!

Grace quickly picks Hurst up and rolls him back in to the ring before making the cover but Hurst shows his skill by instantly putting a foot on the bottom rope to stop the count before it begins. Grace shakes his head and hits a knee drop on to Hurst, dragging him in to the middle of the ring and once again covering

...ONE

…...TWO

…......THR-NO! SHOULDER UP

HE: Jack Hurst is still in this and all it will take is one mistake by that actor and Hurst will be on top again!

HA: Anthony Grace has proven himself to be a brilliant wrestler beating some huge names

HE: Yeah including his partner Max Adamson who he constantly lets down...

Grace continues the quick pace of the match dragging Hurst to hit feet sending him in to the ropes, as Hurst returns he gets met with a big scoop slam leaving him down in the middle of the ring, Grace then points to the turnbuckle before scaling to the top, the fans getting behind him

HA: Anthony Grace about to fly! Fall from Grace!

HE: KNEES UP FROM Hurst...that's the mistake I was on about!

The replay shows Hurst get the knees up from the moonsault attempt by Grace causing Grace to roll away in pain, as we return both men are still down but Hurst has begun to stir, dragging himself up.

HE: Hurst looking to end this one...

HA: Grace to his feet...

HE: Hurst looking for it again...Washboard Stomach!

HA: ...WHAT AN IMPACT!

...ONE

…...TWO

…......THREE!

Ding ding ding!

HA: Anthony Grace has done it...What a reversal!

HE: WHAT A DISGRACE!

The fans give a mixed reaction as the replay shows Grace catch the foot of Hurst before pulling him in to his 'Ovation' Sister Abigail finisher in the middle of the ring, as we return Grace is on the outside celebrating with a group of Anthony Grace fans including a few Make A Wish children

HE: Anthony Grace got lucky

HA: Either man could have won it but it was skill, not luck that secured Anthony Grace the win here tonight

Grace gives one last salute to the fans before making his way back up the aisle but as he reaches the stage Hurst stops him in his tracks having now grabbed a microphone, Hurst speaks while still clearly recovering from the Ovation

JH: Anthony, I would like to congratulate you on your win here tonight...looking around the arena at the riff raff it was easy to see that someone would have to step up and be a gentleman...

Grace looks unimpressed as the fans begin to boo Hurst, Hurst continues, ignoring the fans as he speaks

JH: I wanted to take this time to speak to you though because I know just how you feel in your particular situation.

Grace, clearly confused motions for Hurst to explain

JH: You are a clearly skilled competitor and although a lot of luck gained you the win against me I can see just how under appreciated you are...especially compared to your tag team 'partner' Max Adamson...

…I too was forced to deal with a partner who assumed they were better than me, sitting back as they pushed their way to a main event...leaving me behind despite the fact that I carried the team to where it was.

Anthony Grace shakes his head, dismissing the words of Hurst

JH: Anthony, you might not want to admit it in front of everyone but I can tell it eats you up seeing Mr Adamson in the main event of tonight's show and so it should...you need to have a passion to be the best in this business and you need to know your worth...do you know yours Anthony?

Hurst drops the microphone and exits the ring as we cut backstage

*McManus is backstage with Charlotte Grey

CG: Not a good few weeks for you, James. How are you feeling?

*McManus looks at Charlotte with a pure and obvious annoyance etched across every inch of his face

JM: What a fun and delightful question! I’m superb, Charlotte. Really great. Love a good loss! Who doesn’t come into wrestling to lose all their form and matches?! Pfft! They got you here just for your five out of ten looks, I guess.

*Charlotte’s mouth opens in disgust

JM: Speechless? That’s a much better look for you. If you could just shut up for the next couple of minutes I’m around you then that would be superb.

*McManus looks down at her and she is smart enough not to speak

JM: Good move.

*He looks beyond her

JM: Something needs to change. And with all the reshuffles at the top, maybe I should take note. James McManus needs to be doing a lot more than this, especially in a roster full of such turd. Change is coming, yes, it’s time to rain down with some raid.

*McManus looks at Charlotte, happy to see she doesn’t answer, then walks off smiling.

*Wood is backstage about to go out to the ring. He looks down the lens of the camera

LW: Take it from me, someone who knows how to get revenge and climb to the top…nothing is over. I AM EWF, and I will take back the title that I made so prestigious in the first place.

*He wipes his hand through his hair

LW: Conor Anderson is about to become a message from Liam Wood…

*Timothy Allen is backstage, looking directly down the lens and ready to talk

TA: We're live backstage at the SECC Arena, and we have still seen no sign of the three men who brutally attacked Joshua this evening. No message of intent, no explanation, nothing from what looks to be an alliance between two men we thought were the bitterest of enemies, Cerberus and Engel Harlequin, and a man who has had no interest in that pair, no friendship, and shown no signs of such brutality and aggression so unprovoked...Mike Masters.

*Charlotte Grey joins Allen

CG: I too can only report the same as our on-screen evidence so far earlier in the night...

*We see the footage from earlier

HA: GOD DAMMIT!

*The ringing thud of a steel chair hitting skull pierces every corner of the arena. Joshua stumbles back

HE: He’s still on his…HOLY HELL!

*After taking one shot to the back of the head, Joshua stumbles forward, turns and takes a second chair shot full in the face.

HA: GO DOWN, JOSHUA! PLEASE!

*The monster still stands, blood trickling from his face, and punches the chair out of his assailant’s hand

HA: GOD NO!

*A second man swings a baseball bat into his stomach, and Joshua crumples.

HE: ANOTHER?!

*A third figure cracks another chair onto Joshua’s spine and he is finally down.

HA: And that is not an alliance I would ever have wanted to see

*The impassive face of Cerberus is seen standing one side of Joshua’s body, Mike Masters on the other and Engel Harlequin laughing gleefully in the middle

HE: Engel and Cerberus?

HA: And what the hell is Masters doing with them?

HE: Never mind that Harold, Engel and Cerberus! Just run that through your mind, those two have beaten the living hell out of each other for months on end and now, together, they've just taken a chair to Joshua repeatedly.

HA: It took a hell of a lot to take Joshua down, and you have to think that the big man isn't going to be happy about that and quite frankly, I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of his wrath that will inevitably arrive.

*Returning back to the pair, Allen takes over

TA: So far, no update. No idea. No motive even, we just have nothing. Joshua is yet to be seen since again escaping from treatment, but how much more can he take?

CG: Unconscious at Night of Glory, with heavy bleeding, most expected him to be unable to be a part of today's show. Now this attack...we can only fear for his wellbeing.

The scene fades

*The camera pans around the SECC arena, the 6CW crowd going wild with signs of "Peter Poynton's pen1s fell off", "Cassius Zhi could do me" and "Is Rupert Marshall's dad?" particularly catching the eye as we land on the Lloyd brother sat at ringside*

HA: "Well up next we have a match between two wrestlers who had ultimately bad nights at Night of Glory"

HE: "Yes Liam Wood vs Conor Anderson - we'll begin with Anderson who was defeated by Crime Lord for the Intercontinental championship"

HA: "Not a good night for the unhinged Anderson, I'm expecting him to be particularly brutal tonight!"

HE: "Well he only has himself to blame for not winning that match...anyways onto Liam Wood who it looked like was going to have a great Night of Glory, cementing himself as the #1 guy in 6CW after defeating Dicey Reilly"

HA: "Not sure about defeating Dicey...a helping hand from Cassius Zhi of all people helped Wood over the line"

HE: "You kidding me Harold, Liam had that match in the bag. What he didn't bargain for was what happened after the other main event"

HA: "Nobody bargained for that Henry! What a moment as Thunder cashed in the Fight for the Right briefcase he won early in the night and beat Liam Wood to become EWF champion!"

HE: "I'm expecting Wood to be in a particularly foul mood tonight..."

HA: "Well lets see what he's up against first!"

*The lights in the arena go down as the intro to NWA's Chin Check begins to play*

[911 dispatch] 911, forty reporting
[woman] hello 911, help me, help me
[911 dispatch] what is your emergency
[woman] there's someone in my house, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch] can you please run by your address for me
[woman] 151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
[911 dispatch] ma'am where inside the house are you
[woman] (oh my god)
[911 dispatch] ma'am where inside the house are you
[woman] in my room, their in my room
[911 dispatch] ma'am calm down, deputies are on the way is the door locked
[woman] (shriek)
[911 dispatch] ma'am?

(GUN SHOTS)

“Can’t be touched” by Roy Jones begins to storm through the speakers. Two guards walk out onto the stage followed by “The Warden” Jack Sullivan. Conor Anderson, hands and feet shackled, is then accompanied out by two more guards, met by a mixed reception from the sell-out crowd. Anderson is slowly led to the ring and only on Sullivan’s orders are his restraints removed. He removes his jumpsuit and throws it at “The Warden” with contempt before he climbs up into the ring.

HA: "Anderson as ever not all there in the head, looks particularly vicious tonight"

HE: "Not sure I'd want to be Liam Wood in there tonight!"

The lights go out as Revival Mode by Every Time I Die blasts from the speakers, suddenly a single spotlight appears on the stage revealing Liam Wood stood there wearing his World Eater biker style cut. Wood remains under the atmospheric blue light continuing to stand on the stage soaking in the boos of the fans. Wood then swaggers to the ring as the spotlight follows his every footstep, Wood ignores the fans but clearly enjoys their need to get his attention. Wood reaches the ring and rolls in under the bottom rope before standing in the middle of the ring, staring at Anderson before the referee gets the match underway....

HA: "This promises to be an intense matchup"

Ding, ding, ding!

Anderson and Wood circle the ring, glaring at each other, eventually they go in for the lock-up, Wood applies a side headlock and then smiles. Anderson quickly counters with an Irish whip out across the ring, he ducks his head for a back body drop but Wood springs over the top into a sunset flip.

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

Wood lifts Conor Anderson up to his feet, firing in a series of jabs into the face of Conor. Anderson blocks a jab, and then attempts a monkey flip on Wood. The former EWF Champion manages to land on his feet, Anderson runs in towards him but Wood stops Conor dead in his tracks with a knee to the stomach. He then quickly drives his opponent face first into the canvas with a reverse swinging STO. He hooks the leg.

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

HE: "Fast start by the former champ, he wants to make a statement tonight!"

Wood Irish whips Anderson but on the rebound his opponent slides through his opponents legs. Wood spins around and is met with a flying forearm from Anderson, knocking the former EWF champ briefly off his feet, Anderson runs off the ropes again and as he flies towards Wood this time, he is met with a huge hand around his throat. Anderson kicks repeatedly at the former champions gut causing him to bend in pain. Anderson goes for a scissor kick but is met with a huge clothesline sending him crashing to the ground after Wood skillfully moved out of the way. Cover

Ref:1.................2...........kick out!

HA: "This is good stuff from Wood wearing his opponent down"

Anderson forces the shoulder up off the mat, Wood brings Anderson to his feet where he hits a couple of European Uppercuts before whipping the Irishman firmly into the corner. Liam Wood then sprints but Anderson uses the ropes to springboard over the top rope of the on-rushing Wood, he quickly rolls the former champ up into a pin attempt.

Ref:1................2...kick out!

HA: "Smart reversal there from Anderson, buying himself a little more time"

Wood powers the shoulder up. Anderson gets Liam Wood to his feet, he then leaps into the air and connects with a series of knees down into the face. He eventually steps back, allowing Wood to his feet before attempting an Irish whip to the corner. Wood reverses the momentum, sending Anderson hurtling towards the corner.

The former EWF Champ demonstrates his athleticism by using a flying cross body leaping from far away from the corner to hit Anderson. Wood goes to hit another cross body, but Anderson turns out of the corner only for Wood to nail a pele kick. Wood takes a step back to the corner, before running in and nailing a Helluva kick.

Ref: 1..............2..............kick out!

HA: "Wood back on top now, great reversal in there"

Anderson again drives the shoulder up. The former EWF Champion stands waiting for him to rise, he then sets up for the Mason Driver but Conor manages to counter by lifting Wood up with his shoulders and connecting with an Alabama slam. Wood stumbles up to his feet, Anderson scoops him onto his shoulders and nails a Samoan Drop. Conor then runs the ropes, hitting a big splash down onto Wood. He covers.

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

Wood forces the shoulder up. Conor Anderson stomps down on Wood's body, before allowing him to his feet. He hits a scoop slam. Wood rolls up, and Anderson connects with a 2nd scoop slam. Wood again gets to his feet, Anderson knees him in the stomach and then drives Wood down into the canvas with a powerbomb. He hooks the leg.

Ref: 1...........2..........kick out!

HA: "Anderson now in control, a great matchup here on Aftermath"

Anderson allows Wood to his feet, and as he runs at Wood for a clothesline he misses and on the rebound hits him with a devastating dropkick sending Anderson crashing to the mat

Ref: 1.............2.............kick out!

Anderson is the man to get the shoulder on this occassion. Liam Wood allows him to his feet, before throwing Conor out across the ring with a belly to belly suplex. Wood goes to the outside, waiting for Anderson to rise before springboarding in and connecting with a dropkick to the face. He hooks the leg.

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

Liam Wood allows his opponent to his feet, where he proceeds to go for an Irish whip to the corner. Anderson reverses the momentum, sending Wood crashing into the corner. Conor sprints in, but Wood counters with a flapjack into the top turnbuckle.

The former EWF Champion follows that up with a discus lariat in the corner. Anderson stumbles out of the corner, with Wood greeting him with a snap DDT. Cover.

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

Conor gets the shoulder up. Liam Wood hauls him to his feet, hitting a knee into the stomach...

HE: THE MANSON DRIVER CONNECTS!

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

Ding, ding, ding!

HA: "Liam Wood wins with the Manson Driver, a professional performance post Night of Glory for the former champion"

HE: "Anderson had his moments, but the result always seemed to be heading towards Liam Wood"

Liam Wood stumbles up the ramp as Anderson lays in the ring and 6CW aftermath goes to an ad break.

*Max Adamson stands in the corridor talking to Tim Allen

MA: Yeah, its just how things go man.

TA: And the interview?

MA: We'll get to it, but I still need to work out where Dicey is and what on earth is going on. Dubs hasn't put this together on a whim.

*The pair are joined by Anthony Grace, and Allen nods to his camera crew to make sure they're filming. Grace is unhappy

AG: Max, I'm disappointed. The reaction to Night of Glory...necessary?

MA: Oh, hi Anthony.

AG: And we're going to go through the repertoire of Adamson before we talk, are we?

*Max turns properly to face Grace

MA: I've got a main event to prepare for, Anthony. Can't you go home now? You've had your bit of fun out there, but the real business is about to pick up.

AG: This kind of arrogance didn't help you last year, did it Max?

MA: Beginner's luck...

AG: All I ask, Max, is that you give me a bit of respect, rather than these games. You know fully well that we are the best tag team here, or do you give up when the hurdles approach?

*Adamson shows his anger

MA: You haven't learn a damn thing, and maybe if you got your head out of those Tumblr pages then you'd realise I've been at the top of this business for years, and there's a reason for that. Maybe you'll reach a main event if you step off Hollywood Boulevard and remember we fight to win around here, not to look good.

AG: And maybe if you remembered your fall around here then you'd realise you cannot do it all on your own.

*The pair square up with stares of intensity before Adamson storms away. Grace turns to Allen with a smile

AG: Oh, Timothy, I didn't see you! Just a little bit of debate between us, it is a high pressure world we live in after all! Do speak to my management about access to interview though.

*He winks at Allen and walks away

*Mike Hill and Geoff Steel stand backstage with Charlotte Grey. They are ready for their rematch

CG: Gentlemen, big pressure in this new era of 6CW - you start with the chance to claim your tag titles straight back. Hows the confidence levels?

*Hill looks to Steel, and then answers

MH: We are ready. We are the best tag team in this company, Night of Glory was just another example of what Perfect Execution has made a name of doing; they let others do the hard work then they go in the backdoor.

GS: We've been around this industry a long time, long enough to remember how those two cowards have lied, cheated and stolen everything they've ever got together. And with none of the charm linked to that phrasing

CG: So, you would say you are the rightful champs?

GS: Without doubt, Charlotte.

MH: It was a robbery, and 90,000 were there to witness it. Tonight 6CW is back home, and we're gonna take inspiration from that

*Steel smiles

GS: Like some of those proud Scots told me outside; when someone steals from you, you kick their teeth down their throats and send em tae...well, I can't say the last word.

MH: And don't take his smile the wrong way, Charlotte. We're angry now, and those two will have no idea how to stop us.

*Charlotte smiles

CG: Gentlemen, thank you. And good luck!

He: Tag Team title action coming up. Forget The Untouchables, forget Creative Control, forget Revolution, forget the Red Arrows, forget any other team you've seen walk though these hallowed halls, Perfect Execution, the new champions I believe are the single greatest tag team we've ever witnessed

Ha: Thats a bold statement but I won't deny that the talents of Lex Hart and Perfect Jack individually is too great to overlook. Usually you can argue two great superstars doesn't automatically make a great ateam, but having seen these two together they could very well turn out to be one of the most dominant teams we see here in 6CW. But tonight they're up against an equally talented team in the former champions Geoff Steel and Mike Hill

He: I won't deny Hill and Steel WERE decent champions, were being the key word. They gave their best account at Night of Glory and still come up short, plus your forgetting about, who I think is key to Perfect Executions resurgance, the very beautiful Miss Jessica

Ha: Don't even get me started on that jezabel

He: You take that back

The crowd start to explode to their feet as the music of Steel and Hill blasts out and they make their way out ot the stage. They high five before making their way to ringside tagging the outstetched hands of the fans. They reach the ring and slide inside climing opposite turnbuckles and motioning titles around their waists

Ha: the former champs wasting no time in cashing in their rematch cause and looking confident that they can recapture the gold here tonight

The cheers quickly change to jeers as Perfect Execution's music starts to play and Miss Jessica appears on stage flanked by Lex Hart and Perfect Jack, the tag titles draped over their shoulders. The cockily stride down to ringside polishing their titles as the challengers look on from the ring. Lex Hart tries to climb on to the apron but quickly drops back down as Mike Hill goes for him

Ha: The challengers eager to get underway here

He: Eager to have their asses handed to them I see

The official backs Steel and Hill in to their corner as the champions climb inside the ring. They walk up behind the official taunting the challengers raising the titles high in the air

Ha: I think we may need a couple of official out here for this one. This one has hands full already and it hasn't even started yet

Hart and Jack hand their titles over as the latter exits the ring to the apron

Ha: Looks like Lex and Steel are going to start this one for us tonight

Hart and Steel circle the ring before tieing up. Steel uses his strength to push Hart back in to the corner of the ring leaving the official no chouce but to order the break. Steel does and the crowd boo loudly as Hart gets a thumb to the eye that goes unnoticed by the official.

Hart advances on Steel and plants a big right hand, followed by a second and a third backing Steel towards the ropes. He Irish whips him

Ha: Steel reverses.......LOU THESZ PRESS, STEEL UNLOADING ON LEX HART

Steel gets to his feet and tags Mike Hill in. Steel picks Hart up and drops him back down to the mat with a scoop slam as Hill jumps from the top rope driving his elbow through the sternum of Hart and hooks the leg

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Hart gets his shoulder off the mat ans Hill goes straight in to a headlock keeping Hart grounded. The tag team champion forces himself up to his feet and goes to take Hill down with a back drop. Hill, cat-like lands on his feet and catches Hart with the armdrag into an arm bar

Ha: great wrestling from Mike Hill against one of the best pure wrestlers on the roster

Hill pulls Hart up to his feet with the arm bar still locked in, he tags in Steel and twists the arm again as Steel delivers an axe handle across the back of the shoulder and arm

Hart tries to make his way over to his corner for the tag but Steel intercepts him and lifts him to his feet. He Whips him into the corner and then runs at him squashing him up against the turnbuckle with a clothesline. Hart staggers out of the corner and into a big body drop from Steel as he comes crashing down to the canvas and Steel drops over him for the cover

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Hartgets his shoulder up again and Steel lifts him up and throws him in the corner towards Mike Hill. He tags his partner in and the two whip Hart against the ropes and Steel catches Hart in to the sidewalk slam as Hill simoultaneously connects with a reverse DDT planting Hart to the mat

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Ha: GOD DAMN IT

He: Thank god for Jack then otherwise that could have been over

The crowd are unhappy as Jack interrupts the pinfall dragging Hill off of his partner before exiting the ring looking smug

He: Don't turn around Jack

Jack is playing to the crowd and as he turns around he is met with a dropkick from Hill which sends him flying from the apron to the crowd barrier.

Ha: Jack not feeling so smug anymore

He: BUT HE DISTRACTED HILL LONG ENOUGH FOR THIS

The crowd boo again as Hart attacks Hill from behind throwing him shoulder first into the steel ringpost before throwing him through the ropes to the outside of the ring. He turns to face Steel and taunts him. The official has to intervene as Steel tries to get in the ring

He: Such a dangerous team Perfect Execution, they suckered in both Steel and Hill there and now they're n top

As the official continues to hold Steel back, Jack is assaulting Hill on the outside of the ring. He lifts him up and Irish whips him in to the steel steps and then hits a baseball slide squashing him up against them. He lifts Hill up and rolls him inside as the referee turns back to the action.

Ha: Steel needs to keep a lid on that temper of his. He's just gifted the advantage to Perfect Execution

He: and thats what the tag team champs do. They're not just technically better than any tag team I've seen, but they're mentally better as well

Hart stomps on Hill before tagging Jack in. Jack lifts Hill to his feet and connects with an inverted atomic drop before measuring and connecting with a perfect dropkick and he hooks the leg

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Ha: Closest we've come to a pinfall so far

He: Perfect Execution will continue to isolate Hill, and its with offense like that that they won the tag titles

Hart positions Hill toward the corner of the rope and then runs and hits a moonsault from the first rope, he rushes to his feet and runs and nails a moonsault from the second rope and then gets up a third time

He: THIRD MOONSAULT IN QUICK SUCCESSION

Ha: HILL HAD IT SCOUTED. GETS HIS KNEES UP. NOW HE NEEDS TO MAKE THE TAG

Steel has the crowd at fever pitch as he he urges his partner to make the tag. Hill slowly starts to crawl over to his corner, inching slowly over as Hart lies winded in the background. He's a matter of feet away as Hart manages to get the tag to Jack who leapfrogs the ropes and runs at Steel knocking him down off the apron before a tag can be made

He: Smart from Jack

Jack stands over Hill as he tries to pull himself to his feet before spinning around him and sending him flying through the air with a German suplex. Jack gets up and stomps on the back of Hill's head. He continues to beat him down before raising his hands in the air drawing the boos of the crowd. Jack lifts Hill up and whips him in to the corner of the ring. He tags Hart in and then Hart whips Jack toward Hill in the corner with a body splash and then Jack throws Hill towards Hart who throws him up in the air with a flap jack and catches him a drop kick on his way down

He: surely this is it

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Ha: HILL GETS HIS SHOULDER UP! HART DOESN'T LOOK TOO PLEASED WITH THE OFFICIAL

Hart angrily hits the canvas three times gesturing the officially is counting slow before getting to his feet and connecting with an elbow drop, he gets back up and hits a second and a third and then a fourth, adding a leap for extra impact and hooks the leg again

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Ha: HILL REFUSING TO STAY DOWN HERE

The crowd are willing Mike Hill on as Steel paces the apron like a caged tiger. Hart gets up and signals for the end. He begins to stalk Hill who slowly starts to get to his feet

He: FLAT LINE (RKO)....

Ha: OVER THE HILL OUT OF NOWHERE! WHAT A REVERSAL FROM MIKE HILL, HE NOW HAS TO MAKE THE TAG

Both men are down in the middle of the ring as the official starts to ount both men out. Steel is clapping along with the crowd urging Hill to come too as Hart crawls towards Jack in the opposite corner

He: Jack gets the tag

Ha: BUT SO DOES STEEL, BUSINESS HAS JUST PICKED UP!!!

Steel hops the ropes and takes Jack out with a clothesline. Jack quickly gets back to his feet and tunrs in to another clothesline from Steel and as he gets up a third time Steel lifts him across his shoulder into a death valley driver and hooks the leg

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Hart drags Steel off the cover and goes to level him with a big right hand that Steel blocks and connects with a right of his own. He continues to connect with big right hands forcing Hart into the corner and then whips him into the opposite corner.

Jack gets to his feet and walks straight into the clutches of Steel who whips him with ease into the opposite corner of Hart and then Steel starts playing up to the crowd before running at Hart and connecting with a European uppercut and then running towards Jack and connecting with a European uppercut before running back to Hart, back to Jack, back to Hart, back to Jack

Ha: Steel is on fire here

He clotheslines Hart over the top rope to the outside of the ring as Jack staggers out of the corner

Ha: DDT...WE GOT NEW CHAMPIONS

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Ha: GET THAT WOMAN OUT OF HERE

Miss Jessica has got in the ring and jumped on top of Steel breaking the pin. As Steel gets to his feet she starts screaming in his face as the official tries to get her out of the ring. Steel grabs her by the hair and and cocks his arm back as the fans urge him on

He: ROLL UP BY JACK

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Ha: STEEL KICKS OUT!

Steel quickly gets up as Jack also gets up. Steel bounces off the ropes aiming a spear at Jack

He: Jack evades the spear

Ha: MISS JESSICA DIDN'T THOUGH! SHE COPPED ALL OF THAT ONE AND THE FANS ARE LOVING IT

Miss Jessica rolls to the outside of the ring as Jack looks on concerned. Steel gets to his feet and shrugs his shoulders laughing before grabbing Jack and spinning him around

Ha: SIT OUT POWERBOMB

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Ha: HOW CLOSE WAS THAT? I THOUGHT WE HAD NEW CHAMPIONS, LITERALLY A MII-SECOND AWAY

Steel looks to the heavens as he gets to his feet. He tags in Hill who has recovered a bit and then he grabs Jack by the legs and locks in the Steel Works in the centre of the ring and Hill locks in a camel clutch

Ha: WE SPOKE SO POSITIVELY ABOUT PERFECT EXECUTION AND HOW THEY WEAR DOWN OPPONENTS BUT LOOK AT THIS. BOTH STEEL AND HILL HAVE SUBMISSIONS LOCKED IN AND JACK HAS NOWHERE TO GO

He: The official should be concentrating on getting Steel out of that ring......BUT THAT'LL DO IT

All of a sudden Hart appears from no where and levels Steel with a superkick. As Steel falls through the ropes Hart bounces off the opposite ropes and slies to the outside of the ring with a suicide dive

Ha: STEEL CAUGHT HIM MID AIR WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT

Hill still has the submission locked in inside the ring as Jack battles against it, he drags himself across the canvas and reaches out to the bottom rope

He: great ring awareness, heart of a champion

Hill waits as Jack slowly pulls himself up to his feet and then he hits a running enziguri and Jack falls almost in slow motion to the canvas. Hill exits the ring to the apron and climbs to the top rope

Ha: 450 SPLASH! HE GOT ALL OF IT

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He: THANK GOD HE KICKED OUT! HILL AND STEEL ARE GETTING TOO CLOSE HERE

Hill exhales heavily as he gets to his feet, he leans down to pick Jack up off the mat

He: jawbreaker from Jack....BELLY TO BELLY OVERHEAD THROW. BUYS HIM TIME

Ha: the efforts both teams have put in here tonight for these tag titles, I'm exhausted just watching it

Hill is sent flying through the air as Jack tags Hart in and Jack locks his arms around Hill's waist in position for a German suplex

He: SUPERKICK FROM HART IN TO THE GERMAN SUPLEX FROM JACK. THIS IS WHAT BROUGHT THEM THE GOLD

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Ha: HILL KICKED OUT! HILL KICKED OUT! HILL KICKED OUT! AND HERE'S STEEL

He: the official has well and truly lost control of this one

Steel charges the ring and takes Jack out as both men fall over the top rope to the outside of the ring

Hart begins to stalk Hill as he gets to his feet

He: FLAT LI....

Ha: Hill reverses again as he pushes Hart away......STANDING HURRICANRANA!!!

The crowd are going wild as Hill for a second time reverses out of the RKO attempt before taking to the top rope, he stares out across the crowd

He: THE NEXT BIG MOVE

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He: YESSSS! PERFECT EXECUTION RETAIN. MY GOD HILL WENT FOR THE HIGH RISK AND IT PROVED TO BE JUST THAT. HART WITH THE FLAT LINE OUT OF NOWHERE

Replays show Hill going for the corkscrew 630 as Hart quickly gets up and catches him in flight drilling him with the RKO before hooking the leg as Jack holds back Steel from breaking the pin fall

Ha: That was a heck of an effort, all in the name of tag team glory. Like we said at the top of the fight, these were two of the best teams we've seen here in 6CW and they've proved that just there

He: But THE best, or at least in my opinion are the ones who are going home as they walked in, CHAMPIONS! Welldone Perfect Execution, hell of a fight, hell of a defence

Hart and Jack aid Miss Jessica to her feet as the official hands them their titles as inside the ring Steel is checking on Hill. He looks towards Perfect Execution who raise their titles in the air in victory as tehy back up the ramp

*O'Callaghan is walking through the corridors backstage at the SECC Arena. A scowl on his face

O'C: Oi you, come here and face me like a man

*The camera pans and a smirking Aaron Heath stands 10 metres from the Irishman

AH: Oh, I see. Scared of an in-ring confrontation, so it's the big-I-am backstage, huh?

*O'Callaghan approaches Heath

O'C: You, you're nothing but cheap words and soft punches.

*Heath looks at his fists

AH: Well, I've gone out there and won my match already tonight. Dispatched of Norfolk's finest, or so I'm told. To be honest, a washed up has-been probably is Norfolk's finest, but then you could make Bill Oddie move to Norfolk and he'd be the most handsome man in the county.

*O'Callaghan ignores the nonsense

O'C: Cheap words again. Threatening a man who isn't even here with barbs and jibes. I assume you'll wait till I'm gone to make the Irish jokes...

AH: You're the Irish joke, my work is done.

*O'Callaghan gets up close to Heath

O'C: Watch what I'm about to do to a soon to be former champion, even with his countrymen behind him. Watch and learn, Heath, because you have only shown that pressure ruins you. You'll spend your career here as the extra man in title matches, the fourth in the fatal-fourways, the third in the triple threats, there to get pinned and make it easier for the winner. Whereas I'm about to get business done.

*O'Callaghan walks away, shouting over his shoulder

O'C: Watch and learn, Heathy!

*The show goes backstage from the main action to the medical area of the SECC arena. The camera pans around and shows a wide and welcoming looking first aid area. The crowd cheer hugely as Dicey Reilly is shown to be in the room, looking totally bored and frustrated. The camera shows the room to have pictures plastered all around of the human anatomy and muscles. The walls are also crammed full of first aid kits. The camera pans in on an irritated looking dicey Reilly who looks growing annoyed with a doctor prodding him around.*

DR: Okay and just raise your arm...

*Dicey sighs before raising his arm slowly as the doctor looks. Dicey winces a little which the doctor makes a note of. Dicey notices this and looks at the doctor with an inquisitive look.*

DR: Look, Ron... I have known you for years. Is this really appropriate? I'm absolutely fine...

Ron: Dicey... I respect you mate. But look, it's protocol. It's what the new owners want... we need to make sure all our superstars are at one hundred percent. Even it's strongest and toughest competitors must be at a top operating window...

DR: Spare me the mumbo jumbo Ron, am I okay or what?

Ron: We still need to run a few tests... if that's okay?

*Dicey's eyes widen with a look of disbelief and frustration. Dicey then jumps off the chair and looks at ron in the eyes as Ron steps back aghast.*

DR: No it's not okay! I'm absolutely fine. I don't want to be prodded, examined or looked at any longer. This is a total waste of time. If the owners want me to be one hundred percent then I will show them in that very ring tonight. I don't need medical approval... I don't want you approval ron. I wan't one thing and one thing only.

*Dicey grabs a bit of paper from Ron's desk, with all of his tests and numbers.*

DR: This is trash now.

*Dicey screws up the paper and tosses it into a nearby bin much to the dismay of Ron.*

Ron: Dicey wait please... just calm down!

DR: Calm Down? don't ron... Don't. I don't want to do something I regret. Now if you exscuse me, I need to show these owners of 6CW what I am and what I represent. And that is all these people here tonight. Let them fight... Let them fight... Let them fight. Dicey Reilly is here to fight and that is all you got to know Ron. Now please make way my old friend.

*Reluctantly, Ron shrugs his shoulders and let's Dicey storm out the medical room. The camera fades away with the last moments of Dicey heading out the medical room with a stride of total intent and focus.*

HA: You might think that after an occassion such as Night of Glory that the roster of 6CW would perhaps be allowed to take it easy for a show, to rest up and recover.

HE: As tonight has already shown, that certainly isn't the case and that even goes for our champions.

HA: That is why tonight, having defended his title at Night of Glory against James McManus, Cameron Faith once again finds himself having to put that title on the line.

HE: And he defends it against O'Callaghan, a man who was perhaps the break-out star at Night Of Glory and is looking to come good on the potential he undoubtedly possesses.

HA: He couldn't have asked for a much tougher test than this. Not only is Faith one of the best competitors in the company, he is back in front of a raucous home crowd who are undoubtedly firmly behind their compatriot.

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

*Crowd pop*

Introducing first....the CHALLENGER...he weighs in at 195lbs...the CHOSEN SON...O'CALLAGHAN!

The crowd descend into huge boos as The arena goes dark, then the music hits with multicoloured strobe lighting filling the darkened area, then the camera cuts to O'Callaghan walking through the backstage area, "Run This Town" then kicks as he emerges through the curtain. He stands at the top of the stage, inhales the air and walks down to the ring, avoiding members of the crowd while holding his arms out, walking with a swagger to the music. Once he reaches the ring apron, he walks to the camera side and surveys the front row, picking out the poorest looking member of the audience, goes to hand them a fifty pound note Just as they go to take it, he takes it away, and rips it in half cackling to himself as he enters the ring and then signals a title belt to the audience.

HA: O'Callaghan wasn't going to be very popular here tonight anyway but that entrance will put paid to any celt voices that may have been supporting the Irishman.

HE: He doesn't need their support Harold, this kid has more than enough confidence without it. And with reason to, his display in the Fight for The Right ladder match was the most impressive NOG debut I've ever seen.

HA: The kid is seriously talented, no denying that, but his ego is out of control.

Ring Announcer: And nowwwwwwwww... he hails from Glasgow, Scotland and weighs in at 220lbs...the REIGNING and DEFENDING 6CW UK CHAMPION...CAMERON FAITTHHHHH!

The crowd go absolutely wild as "Ain't no stopping me" roars out around the arena, the music plays for a minute before Cameron Faith marches out onto the stage. He holds the 6CW UK Title above his head before storming down to the ring, picking up pace as he gets further down the ramp before sliding into the ring. Faith leaps to his feet, walking in O'Callaghan eyeline as he holds the title up.

HA: This is a strange phenomenon for Cameron Faith, it's rare that he is the man being cheered by these fans but it's more than that tonight, it's one of the most partisan crowds I've ever seen.

HE: It's about time Faith was shown this level of respect, why it's taken until we get to Scotland for it to happen is beyond me.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The crowd are cheering and chanting Faith's name loudly as the bell can barely be heard. Faith beckons O'Callaghan forward, he marches to the middle of the ring and the duo lock-up. O'Callaghan immediately applies a hammerlock on the UK Champion, he smirks but this is soon wiped off his face as Faith applies a side headlock and then takes O'Callaghan down with a takedown.

The side headlock is still applied as Faith tries to keep O'Callaghan grounded. The Irishman gets to his feet, he attempts a belly to back suplex as a reversal but Faith lands on his feet behind the youngster and Faith applies a full nelson hold to loud cheers from the crowd.

Faith then drives a couple of knees up into the back of O'Callaghan, before planting him face-first into the mat with a full nelson facebuster. He makes the cover.

HA: Cameron Faith making a strong start, out-wrestling O'Callaghan which is no mean feat.

HE: One of the most technically proficient wrestlers on the roster but Faith is no slouch himself, that's why he has been a champion for so long.

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

Cameron Faith locks in an armbar hold on O'Callaghan. He stomps down on the shoulder of O'Callaghan repeatedly, before dragging him to his feet. Faith then knocks O'Callaghan down with a clothesline. The Submission specialist rolls up and Faith takes him down with an arm drag.

O'Callaghan rolls up and Faith hits a big dropkick to the head. O'Callaghan stirs slowly and Faith runs in, nailing a neckbreaker. Cover.

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

O'Callaghan forces the shoulder up off the mat, Faith locks in a front facelock. O'Callaghan gets to a vertical base, he goes for a Northern Lights suplex but Faith blocks, before cracking a couple of stiff knees up into the face. O'Callaghan jolts backwards, Faith fires in a series of knife-edge chops to the chest which the crowd delightedly roar along to.

Faith continues with the chops across the chest, O'Callaghan places his body between the ropes and Faith is forced to break, which the crowd boo. They then cheer even louder as Faith walks past the ref as soon as he is done and delivers a brutal headbutt to O'Callaghan.

HE: A little Glasgow Kiss for O'Callaghan!

O'Callaghan staggers forward, and Faith drops him down into the mat with a snap powerslam, bridging over into the pin.

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

Faith walks around O'Callaghan, he then grabs the right ankle and attempts an ankle lock, but O'Callaghan counters that with a monkey flip-type move using one leg. Faith rolls to his feet and O'Callaghan then takes him down with a drop toe hold.

O'Callaghan applies a side armbar, he then delivers knees into the arm before dragging Faith to his feet. He then scoops his head under the shoulder of Faith before hitting a Northern Lights suplex, bridging into the pin.

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

O'Callaghan locks in a sleeper hold on Faith, the crowd are chanting loudly for him as he begins to sit up only for O'Callaghan to crack a series of elbows into the back of the head and then motion to the crowd to "shush" much to the chagrin of the Glasgow crowd.

He then lifts Cameron Faith to his feet before hitting a backbreaker. O'Callaghan runs off the ropes, hitting a dropkick to the back. Faith falls into the middle rope, O'Callaghan runs the ropes and nails a 619. He climbs to the top rope, before diving off and nailing an elbow drop. Cover.

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

HA: At the start of this match, it appeared that O'Callaghan might have been overwhelmed by the occassion but now he is more than holding his own.

HE: It's a very intriguing contest, O'Callaghan's submission based style trying to ground Faith and his high-flying.

O'Callaghan rolls Faith onto his front, he stands with his foot on the back for a moment to loud jeers before dropping a series of elbows down into the back. O'Callaghan then hauls him to his feet, throwing Faith into the ropes and nailing a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. He hooks the leg.

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

Faith gets the shoulder up, O'Callaghan locks in a full nelson hold on the UK Champion. Faith fights up to his feet, he then manages to counter with a jawbreaker. The crowd cheer and then they cheer even louder as Faith hits a pele kick on O'Callaghan.

He stumbles off the ropes into the path of Faith, who hits a kick to the gut and that is followed by legsweep DDT. He covers.

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

O'Callaghan is forced into the kick out on this occassion. Faith stomps away on his head repeatedly, which the crowd cheer along in time to, as Faith even stops as the crowd are about to cheer before driving his foot down into the head.

The UK Champion then allows O'Callaghan to his feet, before hitting a kick to the gut. He follows that with a suplex, Faith keeps the hold applied and brings O'Callaghan to his feet, nailing a 2nd suplex. He gets back to his feet with O'Callaghan still in tow, nailing a third suplex and bridging into the pin.

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

Cameron Faith drags up O'Callaghan, he throws a punch which Faith easily swats away, he then pulls O'Callaghan down...

HA: GHETTO BLASTER!

HE: THAT COULD FINISH IT!

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

O'Callaghan gets the shoulder up and it's the closest pinfall so far. Faith drags O'Callaghan up, he Irish whips him into the corner. Faith then comes sprinting in, going for a running knee to the face but O'Callaghan manages to duck down slightly. He then lifts Faith onto his shoulders, walking forward out of the corner and hitting a powerbomb. He covers.

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

Faith kicks out, O'Callaghan applies an armbar before dragging him to his feet. He firmly whips Faith into the corner. He doesn't follow that move with anything, instead he drags Faith away from the corner only to again Irish whip him into the turnbuckles. O'Callaghan repeats this move again, before going to the top rope...

HA: Sunset Flip Powerbomb!

HE: O'Callaghan really holding his own here, great match!

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

O'Callaghan stomps away on Cameron Faith, he then slowly applies a surfboard hold, performing the move slowly, arrogantly. O'Callaghan eventually releases the hold, he rolls Faith onto his front before running the ropes and nailing a leaping double foot stomp on the back. He covers.

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

Faith forces the shoulder up. O'Callaghan throws him into the ropes and then delivers a spinebuster on the rebound. O'Callaghan quickly transitions this through into a Boston Crab hold.

HA: O'Callaghan has clearly targetted the back of Faith and is now looking to put that tactic to use by employing the Boston Crab to get Faith to tap.

The crowd cheer and chant loudly for Faith, he quickly realises the danger that he is in and claws at the mat, getting to the ropes and clenching the bottom rope. O'Callaghan releases just before the 5 count as the crowd boo him.

Faith pulls himself up using the ropes, O'Callaghan runs in at him but Faith hits a flapjack across the top rope. He rolls O'Callaghan up into the pin.

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

The cocky newcomer powers out, the duo roll up to their feet...

HA: ACT OF FAITH!

HE: SUPERKICK OUT OF NOWHERE!

HA: THAT MIGHT BE IT!

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

HE: So close for Faith!

HA: The crowd very nearly blew the roof off this arena then.

Faith lifts up O'Callaghan, he Irish whips him into the corner and Faith then sprints in, he hits a shining wizard. He goes for a bulldog but O'Callaghan pushes Faith away. He rolls to his feet and O'Callaghan hits a running knee of his own. He grabs Faith by the back, dragging him to the corner...

HA: GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!

HE: Tremendous move from O'Callaghan.

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

Faith forces the shoulder up. O'Callaghan drags up Faith, he attempts to lock in the cobra clutch and seems to have it synched in, but Faith counters with a snapmare. He runs the ropes and this time the bulldog connects. O'Callaghan sits up, Faith runs in...

HA: Another knee to the head!

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

Faith beats the mat in frustration and the crowd are exasperated as the ref signals a two count. The crowd then pop as Faith walks to the corner and begins tuning up the band...

HE: Here it comes...ACT OF FAITH!

Faith stomps his foot repeatedly, O'Callaghan stirs to his feet and Faith marches forward...

HA: BLOCKED...

HE: LEG SWEEP TAKEDOWN!

O'Callaghan takes down Faith with a judo-like leg sweep, He grabs the legs of Faith, he steps through...

HA: NO WAY!

HE: SHARPSHOOTER!

HA: SHARPSHOOTER LOCKED IN! O'CALLAGHAN'S FINISHER!

HE: IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!

The crowd once again put the full force of their support behind Faith, he is nodding his head trying to fight the hold. Faith claws his way forward towards the ropes, but O'Callaghan drags him back and then leans further back in the hold with the pain evident across the face of the UK Champion.

HE: The hold very much locked in here!

O'Callaghan wrenches back on the hold, Faith yelling in agony as the crowd continue to cheer. These cheers begin to die down in correlation with the fight of Faith. O'Callaghan is dripped with sweat such is the force he is applying, he urges the ref to check on Faith.

His hand drops once but then the crowd go wild as Faith's hand doesn't drop down for the 2nd time. He places his hands on the mat, pressing his body into the air and crawling towards the ropes.

HA: What fight from Faith.

HE: He needs this break, he needs the ropes...

HA: Nearly there, one more reach...No!

HE: O'Callaghan drags him back to the middle of the ring!

HA: This has to be it!

O'Callaghan pulls Faith away from the ropes just as he was an arms length away, he is practically seated such is the force he is applying to the hold and eventually, Cameron Faith has no choice...

HA: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!

HE: IT'S OVER!

HA: FAITH HAS JUST TAPPED!

HE: O'CALLAGHAN WINS! NEW CHAMPION!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The crowd are in total silence as O'Callaghan releases the hold as the bell rings to signal the end of the match, he slumps forward in exhaustion...

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman...the winner of this match by way of SUBMISSION and NEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW 6CW UK CHAMPION...O'CALLAGHAAAAANNNNNNN!

The referee is passed the title by the time-keeper, he walks towards O'Callaghan, he lifts his head up and then looks to the title, a smile breaking out on his face as he grabs it from the ref and clutches the title closely before getting to his feet.

HA: What a shock! O'Callaghan has just defeated Cameron Faith for the 6CW UK Championship, in Faith's home-town.

HE: We knew this kid had potential, we knew he'd come good but I don't think anyone believed it would be tonight. Not against this opponent, not in that way and certainly not in this environment, this atmosphere.

HA: O'Callaghan went into the lions den, he went in against a home-town hero who has been a championship holder in every company he's been in, who has barely been without at least one title for the last 18 months and made him tap out.

HE: Cameron Faith is one of the best wrestlers in this company, he's proved that since he arrived but tonight he couldn't deal with O'Callaghan's technical ability and submission based game.

HA: It was a tactical masterclass from O'Callaghan, he targeted the back throughout, all to set up for that sharpshooter.

HE: Faith fought and fought but in the end the pain was just too much and O'Callaghan is 6CW's new UK Champion. What a show and there is still plenty more to come, stay tuned.

*Aftermath goes to a commercial with O'Callaghan holding up the UK Title in front of the hostile Glasweigan crowd.

*Cassius Zhi sits with Marshall Murdoch in the changing room

CZ: ...coordinated and intelligent, two words I am not sure in the vocabulary of even one of our opponents.

*The pair look up as they hear the door open. In walks Austin Stevens

CZ: Ahhh, Austin.

*Zhi and Marsh share a look

CZ: Well, we're not going to pretend this is a friendly social call, are we?

MM: We might not be close friends, but we both think you're a p***k.

*Stevens stands almost disinterested by the insult

AS: You're a pair of c***s, but we're here arent we? You asked, I guess I got to give you a chance to say something intelligent

CZ: Yes, well, reunions and whatever aside. I wanted you here so you know I didn't pick you, I didn't ask for this match, and as long as you bring your usual anger and arrogance, and use it to harm those miscreants, well we can go our separate ways come the end when one of us has our hand raised and we three win comfortably. Understand?

*Stevens just glares

AS: F*** off you pair of t***s.

*Stevens walks straight out of the door. Murdoch turns back to Zhi

MM: Charming, as you'd expect.

CZ: Hmmmm, quite. But the message remains. He is a merely a presence to fire at them. Distract them. As idiotic as he is, they will at least have their attentions taken as he swings wildly away.

MM: And we do the rest...

*They both smile

CZ: Yes, yes we do

*We return once again to the lone figure of Timothy Allen backstage

TA: Whilst we will always look to bring you breaking news inside the walls of 6CW, frankly we are still stunned and shocked at the assault of Joshua this evening, and absolutely clueless as to why this has happened. Still - no one has seen nor heard from the three men who took it upon themselves to main the former-6CW Champion tonight...and his whereabouts are still unknown, even with such brutal injuries

*Behind the camera there is a commotion, a shout of "HEY!", the smash of a chair against skull and Allen backs away very slowly as Mike Masters walks into frame

MM: You called, Timothy?

*Masters puts his hand out and gestures for the mic, grabbing it from Allen before pushing him to the ground. Masters turns to the camera

MM: Keep filming you little b*tch.

*Masters smiles

MM: The void was there to be filled, and what better three men to fill in than us. The idiotic animal who once sat on the throne, his kingdom has crumbled and his power is gone. Joshua is a mere mortal, and tonight we showed that he is a meek one too.

*The smile fades and he is a figure of rage

MM: What you took from me will not be forgotten. What you stole from us will be avenged. He was the first, the figure of our wronged past. Each of us wants his power struck down, each of us will see him slain. The fateful servant who tried to destroy our paths to glory. But no one, no one is too powerful to be taken down. Because I am just that damn good, and we hold all the cards now.

*He pokes his figure into the camera's lens, and then leans in so his face fills the frames

MM: Your funeral, your wake, and we are writing your eulogy.

*With that he slams the camera to the ground and leaves as the scene fades

*We come back to the ring and between the four sets of ropes stands Harold Lloyd

HA: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the ring our new 6CW and EWF champions...Robin Reborn and Thunder!

*The crowd rise off their seats to cheer the pair as Heroes are Hard to Find plays and the pair of champions walk out together.

HE: And here come our...new champions. Somehow.

*The pair take a side of the ramp each and high five fans as they walk down to the ring. As they get to the ring Reborn jumps from the floor to the apron, whilst Thunder takes the steps. They then climb a turnbuckle each and salute the raucous crowd, before bouncing down and greeting Harold

HA: Welcome to a Scottish crowd gentlemen!

*The crowd pop and take this opportunity to show off just how loud they can be

T: I'd rather hear them chant at their loudest than whatever nonsense is gonna come out of my mouth, Harold!

*THIS IS SCOTLAND clap clap clap THIS IS SCOTLAND clap clap clap

RR: Last time I was in Glasgow I was at Fear and Loathing, Harold

*I-C-DUB x6

*Reborn smiles

RR: And before that Fergal Devitt handed my a*** to me, a bit of a lesson that night. But it's nice for your boy to come back, see 6CW's real home as 6CW Champion!

T: Origin stories everywhere

*Reborn gives Thunder the kind of look everyone seems to give Thunder, then laughs and goes back to talking

RR: Night of Glory, Harold, well, we hit that didnt we?!

HA: It was a quite a night for both of you, and the kind of ending I don't think anyone will forget

T: Honour comes before glory, like I've long said, but sometimes you can have both. I've been through hell and back because of two of the fallen men in that ring; both Joshua and Wood have made my mountain climb a painful one. But now I've reached the top.

RR: And brother can fly n s***.

*Reborn looks to Thunder

RR: Superhero, yeah?

*Thunder shakes his head

RR: Cape? Whatever! We gone and got out here together, cos you don't need to hear us all night talking about what we already done. This is just a message that, well ,its only the start. We got no more Jones, he's all but forgotten, and there's no fear in this company now. Now we can come out here and worry about muthaf****n wrestling!

*The crowd cheer and as Thunder goes to speak we are interrupted by Born to Fight

HE: And here comes Dicey!!

*Harold steps out of the ring, and the champions both turn to look down the ramp.

HE: Coming back, brother?

*Dicey walks out, anger still over his face, and raises two fists in the air to salute the crowd

HA: A fired up Dicey, probably not the celebration Reborn and Thunder wanted. But I think it may be time for our main event!

*The ring announcer speaks

RA: Introducing first from Dublin, Ireland. The Dublin Destroyer...Dicey Reilly!!

*Reborn gestures for Thunder to leave the ring, and the pair exit through the ropes and walk down the ramp

HA: This could be interesting

*Dicey and Reborn stand and talk trash at each other before Thunder drags Reborn away

HE: No love lost

HA: I don't think Dicey likes either of those titles being anywhere but around his waist...

HE: Reborn holding the 6CW title is the biggest insult amongst all of this, to a man like Dicey. In his sober moments all he wants is that title, and drinking or not he absolutely hates Robin Reborn.

HA: And I think the feeling is mutual, Henry, even if they have been fighting to end Jones in different ways

*Dicey makes his way into the ring and Radioactive plays

HA: There's a touch more respect between these two

*Out walks Max Adamson, who shakes hands with Reborn at the top of the ramp, the pair of champions going in through the curtain as Adamson starts to walk down the ramp

HA: Max had his own bad time at Night of Glory, I think both these men expected to be coming in to Aftermath holding titles

HE: Neither could get the job done against smarter, better men, Harold

*All I Do Is Win by DJ Khaled plays

HA: And I think Jimmy Phillips may be looking to make an entrance with some new music

HE: He is probably as confused as everyone else as to why he's in this match, Harold

HA: Arrogance like his, he'll be expecting a main event place whatever he does.

*Jimmy Phillips walks out to a smattering of boos

HE: You're not wrong there, brother

*He walks with his arms aloft, drinking in the crowd’s reaction and showing himself off

HA: He's quite a proud man, lets say.

The lights go down as smoke begins to fill the stage and a figure appears amongst the smoke. Suddenly “I DON'T GIVE A F**K” screams from the speakers and For Love And Failing begins to play causing the lights to go on revealing Austin stood holding up the Motor City Massacre hand symbol. Stevens marches down the ramp, screaming Motor City Massacre as he slides in and glares across at his opponents.

HA: Stevens clearly not in the best of moods after what went down at Night of Glory.

HE: I don't think he is ever happy.

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

HA: I'm going to be interested in seeing how Marshall Murdoch and Cassius Zhi work together tonight, they have had a somewhat temperamental relationship over the past few weeks.

HE: You saw them backstage earlier, they got on fine, they see the bigger picture.

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

HA: What an impact this man had at Night of Glory, where he cost Dicey Reilly the EWF World TItle.

HE: Dicey would never have won that match anyway, there was no way he was beating Wood.

HA: Don't be so damn ridiculous, Reilly was just setting up for the craicdown when Zhi got involved.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

The bell rings to kick the match off, and the crowd are on tenterhooks in anticipation as they await to see who starts the match off. Dicey Reilly is eye-balling Zhi from across the ring, he beckons him forward but Zhi simply stands, staring back at Reilly with a smirk on his face. He steps out of the ring and Reilly seems to lose interest at this point.

It finally comes down to Marshall Murdoch and Jimmy Phillips who are left to lock-up. The two lock up and Phillips take advantage with a couple of Forearm smashes up into the grill of Murdoch. Marshall responds with a roundhouse kick to the side, Phillips keels over and Murdoch then bounces off the ropes hitting a big dropkick to the side of the head. He makes the cover.

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

Marshall gets up to his feet, he starts stomping away on the head of Jimmy Phillips until the referee steps in. Murdoch is forced to let Phillips get to his feet, he goes for a DDT but Phillips blocks. He then manages to throw Marshall into the canvas with a suplex. Phillips gets up to his feet, he waits for Murdoch to rise before running in and nailing a big clothesline. Cover.

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

HE: Even start to this match-up.

Jimmy Phillips brings Murdoch to a vertical base, he then fires in some stiff European Uppercuts followed by some headbutts. Murdoch slumps into the corner, Phillips then runs in and crashes a big boot into the skull. Marshall walks out of the corner groggily straight into a snap powerslam. He hooks the leg.

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

The former Forgotten man rolls up to his feet, he begins stomping away on the head of Marshall Murdoch, who tries to roll away but Phillips drags him back to the middle of the ring and drops another knee into the face. Murdoch is then allowed to rise to his feet by Phillips who connects with an overhead belly to belly suplex, quickly running to cover.

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

HA: Jimmy Phillips more than holding his own here, perhaps to the surprise of some people.

Murdoch forces the shoulder up, Phillips drags him to his feet and starts smashing punches into the chin. Murdoch stumbles back, Phillips continues with the punches but Murdoch manages to block one. He then fires back a series of punches himself which back Phillips into the ropes. Marshall then whips him out across the ring and nails a sidewalk slam on the rebound. Marshall hooks the leg.

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

Marshall gets up to his feet, he stands waiting for Phillips to rise. The ex Forgotten member throws a clothesline, Murdoch easily ducks under it and then scoops Phillips onto his shoulders before nailing a Texan slam. He hooks the leg.

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

Jimmy Phillips kicks out, Marshall drags Phillips to his feet and crashes a number of roundhouse kicks into the side and head of Phillips. He stumbles back into the corner, Murdoch tags in Cassius Zhi. Murdoch runs in, nailing a big dropkick which Zhi follows up with a shining wizard.

Phillips stumbles out of the corner, Zhi and Murdoch hit him with a double flapjack. Cover.

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

Zhi goes on the offensive against Phillips, sitting him up before wrapping a series of roundhouse kicks into the abdomen and back of Phillips, walking around the body and methodically picking him apart. He then runs the ropes, connecting with a neck snap on Phillips.

The Talent sits up, and Cassius Zhi nails a belly to belly suplex into a pin attempt.

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

Cassius walks towards Dicey Reilly, he stands smirking knowing Reilly can't step in. Zhi spins around, he sees Phillips running in towards him and hits a spinning heel kick to take out Phillips. He staggers up and Zhi connects with a swinging neckbreaker.

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

HA: Phillips being dominated by the combination of Zhi and Murdoch.

Zhi hauls up Phillips firing in a series of elbow strikes to the face and he falls into the corner. The tag is made, Zhi hits a few more elbows before stepping away. He then grabs Phillips by the head, sprinting out of the corner and nailing a bulldog. Cover.

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

Murdoch applies an abdominal stretch, before hauling Phillips into the air and driving him to the mat with a Pumphandle slam. He covers.

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

Marshall Murdoch drags Jimmy Phillips to his feet, where he hits a series of punches to the head. Phillips falls into the ropes, Murdoch throws him across the ring and then runs the adjacent ropes, he takes out Phillips with a huge flying elbow.

He goes for the cover but the referee shakes his head, indicating that Austin Stevens made a blind tag. He cockily steps into the ring past Marshall Murdoch, who glares back angrily.

HA: There's the loose cannon aspect of Stevens that Murdoch and Zhi were weary of.

Stevens lifts up Phillips, firing in a succession of punches in response to Phillips and he has no answer, falling back into the ropes. Stevens boots away at the stomach repeatedly, and then pummels down on the back of the head. Finally, he launches Phillips out across the ring with a gutwrench suplex. Phillips stumbles up, walking straight into a discus clothesline from Stevens. Cover.

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

The former tag team champion then pummels down on the head of Phillips until the referee forces him away. Stevens then allows Phillips to his feet, booting him in the stomach and then connecting with a sit-out powerbomb. Cover.

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

Stevens applies a double underhook hold, driving a number of knees down into the back of the head. He then hauls Phillips up to his feet and then launches him out across the ring with a double underhook suplex. Jimmy Phillips staggers up straight into a chokeslam backbreaker. He makes the cover.

HE: Utter dominance from Austin Stevens here.

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

Stevens hauls up Phillips, throwing him to the corner. Stevens sprints in, only for Phillips to dive out of the way at the last moment. Stevens crashes into the turnbuckle, and Phillips follows that up with a huge splash of his own. Stevens falls forward and Phillips takes him down with a discus lariat.

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

HA: Adamson and Reilly have been totally isolated so far in this contest, they've seen no action whatsoever.

HE: Now is the chance!

Phillips lifts up Stevens, he goes for an Irish whip but Stevens reverses the momentum. Phillips bounces back off the ropes, Stevens ducks for a back body drop but Phillips greets him with a boot to the face. He jolts back, Phillips scoops him onto his shoulders and nails a Samoan Drop. He rolls back to the corner...

HA: TAG!

HE: HERE COMES ADAMSON!

Max Adamson storms the ring, bouncing off the ropes and hitting a big splash down onto Stevens. He covers.

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

Stevens kicks out, Max Adamson locks in an armbar as he finally slows the match down. He drags up Stevens, taking him down with an arm drag. Stevens rolls up and Adamson hits a second. Stevens gets to his feet and Max back body drops him down to the mat.

Stevens stumbles up, still trying to fight, and Max runs the ropes, knocking down the former tag champ with a big clothesline. He hooks the leg.

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

Max Adamson gets to his feet, he drags up Stevens before hitting a monkey flip that propels Austin into the corner. He then sprints in, nailing a big splash. Max lifts Stevens to the top rope, before climbing up himself. Max hits a series of big elbows to the face. He then hooks Stevens' arm over his shoulder...

HA: Superplex from Max Adamson!

HE: A lot of frustration from Night of Glory is being taken out on Austin Stevens here.

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

Adamson pummels away on the back of Stevens before hauling him to his feet around the waist, Max then nails a German suplex. He keeps the hold applied, dragging up Stevens and hitting a 2nd German Suplex. He hauls up Stevens, and this time hits a third German Suplex, releasing Stevens from his grip. He drags him to the middle of the ring and covers.

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

Max allows Stevens to his feet, he hits a neckbreaker. Austin gets to his feet groggily, Adamson scoops him up...

HA: CYCLON...

HE: TORNADO DDT! GREAT COUNTER BY STEVENS!

HA: Desperate times call for desperate measures.

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

Stevens crawls back to the corner, he manages to make the tag to bring Cassius Zhi into the match-up.

HA: Let's not forget there's a hell of a lot of history between Max and Cassius, stretching back to their time in 6WF.

HE: He ran him down with a car Harold, that's a bit more than history.

Zhi drags up Adamson, firing in a series of roundhouse kicks that back Max into the ropes. He throws him across the ring, and hits a belly to belly suplex on the rebound. Adamson staggers up and Zhi hits a leaping enzaguri kick. Cover.

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

Cassius drags Max to his feet, he makes the tag to Marshall Murdoch. He climbs to the top rope as Zhi hits a snap suplex, Murdoch flies off and hits a leg drop across the throat. Cover.

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

Murdoch hauls up Max Adamson, hitting a series of forearms into the face before then throwing Max out across the ring with a T-Bone suplex. Murdoch makes the cover.

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

Adamson kicks out. Marshall drags him to his feet and makes the tag to Zhi, he climbs to the top rope and hits a missile dropkick as Marshall holds Max in an armbar hold. Cover.

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

Cassius Zhi stands waiting for Max Adamson to rise, he goes for the Dragon's Fury...

HA: Max ducks...

HE: CYCLONE CONNECTS THIS TIME!

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

HA: Shoulder up just in time!

Max Adamson crawls towards the corner, and the crowd becomes unhinged as the tag is made...

HE: DICEY REILLY!!!

HA: THE MOMENT THESE FANS HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR ALL NIGHT!

Dicey storms the ring, first Stevens is sent flying with a big boot and then Reilly storms at Murdoch, knocking him off the apron with a forearm smash. The camera pans to Zhi, who is just getting to his feet after the F5. He turns and sees Reilly, glaring at him wide-eyes...

HE: Insanity in his eyes, someone stop this...

HA: That's not insanity, just anger, rage, frustration. And Zhi is about to feel the full force of a peed off Dicey Reilly.

Reilly sprints in, he knocks Cassius down with a Lou Thesz Press, and then pummels away at his head continually. The ref drags Dicey back, but he storms back in at Zhi, driving elbows and punches down into the head. Reilly is again dragged back and is given a warning by the ref, who allows Zhi to rise.

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

Ref: 1………………2………..Kick out!

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

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

Ref: 1……………….2………..Kick out!

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

HA: Powerbomb! The crowd are really enjoying Reilly taking the attack to Cassius Zhi.

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

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

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

Marshall dives into the ring to break the pin, Max Adamson is quickly on the scene. He drags up Murdoch, firing him into the ropes with a series of knife-edge chops and then sprinting in, knocking Marshall down to the outside with a big clothesline.

Stevens tries to blind-side Max but Phillips sees it coming, he takes out his old Forgotten team-mate with a springboard lariat. He picks up Stevens and throws him out over the top rope by the head. Stevens and Adamson stand alongside Reilly for a moment, before then pointing down at the prone Cassius Zhi. They step out of the ring as Reilly smiles down at Zhi.

HA: It might not be much here tonight but a win over Zhi will be the first step in Dicey's journey to retribution over Cassius Zhi.

HE: Setting up for the craic-down...

HA: Oh look at this, what a time for this to happen. Two fans have just jumped the barrier.

HE: Harold, those aren't fans!

HA: WHAT THE HELL?!

HE: IS THAT REALLY THEM?!

HA: IT CAN'T BE!

HE: WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING HERE?! WHY ARE THEY HERE IN 6CW?!

HA: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!

HE: IT'S BLUE DRAGON!

HA: AND LOGAN KINCADE TOO! THE TWO BROTHERS ARE HERE IN 6CW! THIS IS INCREDIBLE!

HE: And what's more, they're attacking Max Adamson and Jimmy Phillips! They mean business!

Blue Dragon and Logan Kincade simultaneously scoop Adamson and Phillips onto their shoulders from the ring apron, before the duo have even realised who has emerged from the crowd.

Kincade and Blue Dragon then drop Max and Phillips down to the floor with electric chair drops. Logan goes on the attack against Max Adamson, he grabs him by the head and then runs along, slamming him head-first into the steel ring post repeatedly.

The camera pans to Blue Dragon, he grabs Phillips by the head and throws him over the announce table as Harold and Henry are again forced away from their desk. BD lifts Phillips onto the desk and then pummels down on his head repeatedly with punches.

We are then shown Kincade, who continues to drive the head of Max Adamson into the steel ring post. Kincade takes a few steps back, before running up the steel steps and then nailing a big boot to the head of Adamson up against the ring post.

Blue Dragon hauls Phillips off the table, he walks towards the steel steps and then delivers a face-first gutwrench powerbomb onto them.

HA: The Death Note, Blue Dragon's finisher, the move that won him the World Title in 6WF.

HE: This situation does not look good for Dicey Reilly, already Blue Dragon and Logan Kincade have taken out his partners, he's now left exposed in a 2 on 1 situation.

HA: He certainly won't get any help from the opposition, Murdoch and Stevens were taken out by his own team while Zhi is quickly getting out of the ring.

HA: Dicey Reilly knows exactly the task he faces each other. These two men have never competed here in 6CW but their reputations transcend this industry.

HE: They are two of the most brutal, vicious, psychotic wrestlers in the history of the business. They have no limits, both in terms of the pain they deliver and the pain they can take.

HA: Both are former world champions in 6WF, Logan Kincade is in fact the longest reigning 6WF World Champion in history and has the single longest title reign with his legacy as Hardcore champion.

HE: Let's not forget Harold, these two put each other through absolute hell, Kincade buried Blue Dragon alive!

HA: But it appears that since 6WF closed down, those differences, the long-running family feud...has finally been put aside and these two brothers re-united.

Blue Dragon and Logan Kincade step on to the ring apron, surrounding Dicey Reilly. They slowly step into the ring, Dicey immediately storms at Blue Dragon.

HA: Reilly not going to die wondering!

Dicey Reilly pummels away at Blue Dragon but Logan Kincade is quickly over, he grabs Reilly by the head and throws him backwards firmly into the canvas. Reilly rolls to his feet, running in at Logan and punching away at him but Blue Dragon manages to get involved quickly and they punch away at Dicey Reilly who stumbles back into the corner.

HE: The numbers game once again proving too much!

Blue Dragon boots away at the stomach of Dicey Reilly while Logan Kincade smashes punches down into the head. Blue Dragon then fires in a series of body blows as Logan locks in a full nelson hold. The situation switches to BD holding Reilly as Logan boots away at him.

Reilly slumps down to the canvas, Blue Dragon and Logan Kincade stomp away on him, forcing Dicey towards the ropes and eventually booting at him until he falls down to the outside. Blue Dragon and Logan Kincade walk towards the middle of the ring, and they stand with their arms aloft.

HA: What an impact that these two have made this evening. They have turned up, totally unexpected, and have taken out Dicey Reilly, Max Adamson and Jimmy Phillips.

HE: This is what I like to call making a statement. Blue Dragon and Logan Kincade have put 6CW on notice, they are here and they are going to cause carnage...

HA: Wait there, what the hell is he doing?!

HE: Austin Stevens is getting into the ring with Blue Dragon and Logan Kincade. I'd have thought he'd know better than this, he was involved in a storied rivalry with these two in the 6WF Hardcore division.

HA: Logan Kincade buried him alive as well Henry. He's acting like they're long lost friends, not the mortal enemies that they were.

HE: Blue Dragon and Kincade don't seem to be arguing with him at all, don't tell me...

HA: Surely he isn't in cahoots with Logan Kincade and Blue Dragon?! Not after all they went through in 6WF? No-one else knew they were here, surely Stevens wasn't in on this?

Stevens stands in between Blue Dragon and Kincade with a smile on his face, he raises theirs arms aloft as Blue Dragon and Logan Kincade smile and the crowd boo loudly...

HA: There we go!

HE: I knew Stevens wasn't allied with those two, I knew they wouldn't work with Stevens.

HA: Double crucifix powerbomb, and you have to think that this won't end well for Austin Stevens.

Blue Dragon and Kincade drive Stevens down to the canvas with a double crucifix powerbomb. Logan Kincade begins directing traffic, he motions down to the outside and Blue Dragon rolls a table into the ring. Kincade locks in a sleeper hold, before running to the corner....

HE: That's called the Blind Justice!

HA: And the first time we see it in use is to put Austin Stevens through a table!

Kincade and BD look down at the wreckage of Stevens in the table before smiling, they stomp away on him repeatedly before lifting him into the air, hitting a 2nd crucifix powerbomb, this time from inside the ring down to the outside.

Logan Kincade grabs the steel steps, he runs in at Stevens and flattens the former tag champion with them. He then sits the steps up, before grabbing the 2nd set of steel steps and piling them on top. Kincade nods at Blue Dragon, he picks up Stevens and drives him down into the steel steps with the Death Note.

Blue Dragon and Kincade roll Stevens off the steps, they double Irish whip him into the barricades. Kincade and BD pick up the railings, and then they drive the railings down into Stevens repeatedly.

HA: Logan Kincade and Blue Dragon are decimating Austin Stevens here.

HE: I thought the attack on Reilly, Phillips and Max was a statement, this is something else!

Logan and Blue Dragon grab a TV monitor each, and then drive it into the head of a bloodied, battered Stevens. They then clear the announce table, shoving Harold and Henry aside. They drag up Stevens...

HA: DOUBLE CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!

HE: Kincade and Blue Dragon have destroyed Austin Stevens, we need EMT's out here, he is not moving, he is in a bad way.

HA: That is well and truly a message sent from two guys who we did not expect to see here tonight!

*Aftermath goes off air with Blue Dragon and Kincade stood over the prone body of Austin Stevens.