6CW Anarchy 20th February Promo Thread

[Dolphin Ziggler]

6CW Anarchy Live - Last Show before Ashes to Ashes

Match One
Crime Lord vs Gazzy

Match Two
Grace & The TA vs the Death Squad & Fanatic

Match Three
Number one contenders match for U.K./INT
Hill vs Steel vs PJ

Match Four 
Reborn, Faith & Engel vs Wood, MMM & Hurst

Main Event
Cerberus & O'Callaghan vs Zhi & Dicey vs Lex & JJ vs Marsh & James

[Crimey]

(Backstage Timothy Allen is stood with Crime Lord who is stood smoking a cigar. He puts it out as Timothy Allen begins to speak.)

TA- I'm stood here with Crime Lord who on Anarchy viciously attacked Cerberus during his match, why did you do this Crime Lord?

CL- At Season's Beatings Tim Cerberus made an enemy out of me...I am man enough to admit that before that match I thought it would be easy, I was confident that I could wipe the floor with Cerberus, take his TV Title and would be stood here a dominant and unbeaten champion. Instead he caught me off guard, he was a little bit quicker, a little bit stronger, a little bit smarter than I anticipated. I should have done my homework, but I won't be too hard on myself. You see, when you've been as dominant as I have over the years, it's very easy to become complacent. One day it's Blue Dragon, the next day it's Cameron Faith then it's Cerberus, one by one my opponents have fallen at my feet and I took that for granted. Cerberus caught me off guard but it will never happen again. He made me tap out, not many men have ever been able to achieve that and nobody else ever will. I am ready for Cerberus this time, last month it was just business, this time it's personal. 

Now forgive the cliche for a moment because this truly is personal. I can't have my legacy tainted by an asterisk called Cerberus. I couldn't live with myself for one moment if I allowed the history books to state that he had my number, or was somehow my weakness. I have no weaknesses! Cerberus got lucky, took advantage of my underestimation but it's not going to happen this time. What I did on Anarchy was a message, I warning of what's to come. I took him apart and turned the monster into a snivelling little boy. I'm going to make sure that Cerberus will be living off of that win for the rest of his life, it will be his claim to fame but no more. When all is said and done what will be remembered is how Crime Lord destroyed him for even thinking for a brief moment that he was better.

TA- You seem to have angered the beast somewhat though...with Cerberus demanding a Casket Match, he wants to bury you alive...was aggravating Cerberus the best idea?

CL- Of course it was. If Cerberus wasn't to be buried alive I will be happy to oblige him. He has made a huge mistake challenging me to a match in which there is no escape. No pins, no submissions, no disqualifications or count-outs, this will only end with Cerberus being buried in the cold hard ground, locked away. I have no problem destroying Cerberus and leaving him desperately clawing for a way out of a casket. We can get started writing the epitaph right now...

Here lies Cerberus...a man stupid enough to challenge Crime Lord. 

Let's get this clear Tim, Cerberus made this match in anger and I'm sure he's regretting that decision right now. As the consequences of his actions become clear he will be filled with dread. I took him out last week on Anarchy and I will take him out again when we face each other at Ashes to Ashes, Cerberus will be left to rot. Ashes to Ashes, dust to dust, bla...bla...bla. I will take the TV Title and I will take the title to new heights, I will give it meaning, I will give it prestige, I will give it a worthy holder. Meanwhile Cerberus will have a very long time with nothing to do but to think about how stupid it was to challenge ME to that match. He has no escape and I will give him no way out. He will be buried alive and with it his career, his legacy, his championship reign and any last shred of dignity he has left.

TA- Strong words, but before you get to that, you have to face 6CW legend Gazzy D this week, your thoughts?

CL- "6CW Legend" never have more pathetic words been spoken. This place doesn't have legends Tim, it has one. It has Crime Lord. This whole company wasn't worth anything until I decided to grace it with my presence. Rest assured Tim that these so-called "6CW Legends" are delighted that I'm here. In ten, twenty years time people will remember 6CW differently and that's because of me. GazzyD on the other hand, he's a relic of 6CW's past. The pre-Crime Lord era where we had pirates and "demons" running around, when you had Irish stereotypes pretending to be competitors...

TA- Do you mean Dicey Reilly?

CL- Yeah I think that was his name...GazzyD being the best of that bunch isn't something to be proud of. The real question is why wasn't he challenging himself against real competition? He probably heard about my dominance, my destruction and ran in the other direction. GazzyD is back and I couldn't care less and I'm not sure anybody else can either. We've moved on and GazzyD's pathetic attempts to stay relevant need to be stopped and I'd be happy to be that man. I may be part of the old era of wrestlers, as I am so often told, but I am part of 6CW's new era and it's my job to put an end to GazzyD's dream of a comeback story for the ages. He'll wish he hadn't bothered when I wasn't done with him. This is my warm up, I've got to get ready for the horrific acts I am going to commit at Ashes to Ashes and who better to train myself up than by decimating GazzyD. 

That's it, I've got a match to prepare for, go pester somebody else.

(Crime Lord bashes past Tim Allen.)

TA- Crime Lord, ladies and gentlemen...

(Timothy Allen double checks Crime Lord has actually gone.)

TA- ......charming as usual.

[Marky]

(The camera fades up and shows we are in a Locker Room, we see Jackson Jackson and Frank Horrigan sat down as their manager Max Adamson is talking to them.)

Max: ...Like I said, superb win last week. All three were former Tag Team Champions, obviously, but you two guys just knocked off two former World Champions there. It's a sign. You two are destined for big things.

Jackson: I can almost smell those Tag Team Titles...

(Horrigan and Adamson laugh as Jackson exaggerates breathing in through his nose)

Jackson: McManus and Fanatic are going to learn their final lesson, that you simply cannot stand in the way of greatness. What's the plan for next week?

Max: It's a weird one, I'm not gonna lie. You're in a 6 man tag, against the Death Squad and Fanatic.

(Horrigan immediately stands up)

Horrigan: Our quest for the Tag Team Championships begins earlier than anticipated then. The Death Squad will find out the hard way that we are the Alpha Team in 6CW, and as for Fanatic... Well. He will be lucky if he even makes it to the title defence. Ashes to Ashes...

(Jackson interrupts Horrigan)

Jackson: Who's our partner then?

(Adamson stands awkwardly as Jackson and Horrigan look inquisitively)

Max: Yeah... That's the only downside. I bet he's gonna be a dìck about things as well...

Horrigan: Who is it?

(Adamson sighs and rubs his hands over his face)

Max: Anthony Grace.

Jackson: Your old tag partner...

Max: Yeah... Leave him to me. You two just focus on what you have to do.

(Jackson taps Horrigan on the chest and the two leave the room, probably to do weights or something)

Max: ...I bet this is Enforcer trying to pìss me off...

[Electric Demon]

The opening riff of “They Say” by Scars on Broadway reverberates around the arena like a buzzsaw and the crowd are immediately vehement in their response to the imminent arrival of the 6CW World Champion, Cassius Zhi.

Zhi steps out onto the stage with his title slung over his shoulder and a freshly steaming cup of green tea in hand. He steps to the edge of the stage and stares intensely out into the crowd in front of him, his eyes wild with evil intent.

The champion slowly surveys the rest of the crowd then calmly diverts his attention to a stagehand, motioning for a microphone then taking a sip of tea as the tentative assistant rushes to oblige.

Zhi snatches the mic impatiently and begins to talk as he slowly walks down the ramp.

Cassius : You’re a coward, Enforcer!

Fans : BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! BIG E! BIG E! BIG E!

Cassius (ignoring) : You are a coward and an embarrassment upon this company, and worse still, an embarrassment upon yourself and an embarrassment upon the name you worked so hard to cultivate for yourself in this industry.

Cassius stops in his tracks half way down the ramp and stares fiercely into his cup of tea.

Cassius : Enforcer. What does it even mean?

Cassius twitches his shoulders aggressively and take a big slug of tea before looking back out into the crowd

Cassius : Certainly not an enforcer of the rules. Not an enforcer of the spirit of competition. Not an enforcer of justice.

Fans : BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Cassius (losing patience) : You can boo me until your oesophagus’ are red raw, it will merely be a waste of your increasingly painful breath because your ire is misdirected when aimed at me 6CW. Because as much as it devours me from inside to do so, as much as it itches deep beneath my skin, and as much as it contradicts your cynically crafted narrative about me, I have played by 6CW's rules. During the main even this past week at Anarchy I officiated that match free of bias, I officiated within the rules. In winning this 6CW World Heavyweight Title, I did so within the rules. In becoming number one contender, I did so within the rules. In DESTROYING DICEY REILLY AND 6CW AT WAR GAMES… I DID IT… WITHIN… THE RULES! ALWAYS WITHIN THE RULES!

Cassius snaps his neck viciously to shout inaudibly off mic into the booing crowd the opposite side of him. He seethes as he returns his gaze to his teacup. He takes a swig to calm down and begins to slowly walk the ramp once more.

Cassius : That’s what makes me a true champion, 6CW. One that leads by an example you all should be striving to follow. Yet your ire continues to be channelled in my direction. And its this ongoing Chinaphobia, this fear of change in the new world order, that appeases the likes of Enforcer when he steps up to the most dominant force in the history of this industry, when he steps up to the revelation that saved this company from itself, and he looks at me with those soulless, extinguished, corporate eyes and tells me he’s going to throw everything that the power his made up, hand-me-down job title allows him to, at me, in order to vanquish my hold over this title.

TREATING ME LIKE I’M AN UNDESERVING CHAMPION. TREATING ME, EVEN AFTER EVERYTHING I HAVE ACCOMPLISHED IN THE PAST YEAR, LIKE I’M JUST AN UNDESERVING, SUB-HUMAN THIEF… JUST FOR TAKING WHAT I HAD RIGHTFULLY EARNED! FOR WHAT MY DOMINANCE DESERVES!

Cassius is spitting with rage which he directs at those directly around him. He stabs himself in the chest with his thumb as he speaks about himself, leaving bright red marks on his sternum.

Cassius : If I was anything other than what I am, you people would adore me. When people who don’t look how I look dominate their sport the way I have done over the past year, they become revered. They are written into history! Like me, Tom Brady has dominated his sport for the last decade, yet unlike me he’s a damn cheat, and he is a worldwide hero while I’m treated as an invading aberration that needs to be rectified immediately. THAT NEEDS TO BE DELETED FROM HISTORY!

Zhi scowls at the fans beside him, looks down at the 6CW Title, then makes his way into the ring.

Cassius : I have not been afforded the respect I deserve, 6CW. Not by you. Certainly not by Enforcer.

I have played by your rules, and I have dominated by your rules, just as a true champion should. And I have been rewarded with injustice. Because now you're changing those rules Enforcer.

So now… you’re going to see just how dominant I can be when I play by YOUR new set of rules, Enforcer. The rules your Chinaphobic fear of my supposed existential threat have ushered in. The rules that say it's ok to stack the odds in your favour!

Cassius has a malicious glint in his eye as he swirls the last of his tea and then knocks it back

Cassius : You think I am the antichrist that has rained down Revelations upon 6CW – so you have called for a return to Genesis.

BUT I AM YOUR CHAMPION, ENFORCER!

You think I am the Winter Soldier come in from the cold to assassinate your feeble powers – so you have called for 6CW’s own Captain America.

BUT I WILL REMAIN YOUR CHAMPION, ENFORCER!

And you think I am the murderer who came to strangle the life out of your pathetic resistance – so you have called the man who will never say die!

BUT I WILL FOREVER BE YOUR CHAMPION, ENFORCER!

I AM THIS COMPANY’S CHAMPION!

AND NOW…
NOW I AM FEELING UNDER THREAT…
FROM YOUR ACTIONS…
FROM YOUR ASSEMBLED ARMY…

So now it’s time… to play by your rules!

[President Trump]

Just as Zhi is finished talking “Born to Fight” his and the arena explodes as Dicey walks out on stage with a black bag slung over his shoulder, Dicey stares down at Zhi in the ring and smiles, flexes the muscles in his neck and begins to walk down towards the ring

HA: HERE WE GO

HE: Isn’t he late for his job in McDonalds

Dicey climbs into the ring and ignores the irate Zhi, Dicey stands in the centre of the ring and raise his arms in the air as the fans give their favourite son a welcome home

Crowd: WELCOME BACK

Dicey: I feel I need to explain myself and my disappearance, over the last few years I have being going a million miles an hour and as always when you go that fast you crash, I crashed mentally and physically, I needed to step back to regroup, I needed to rebuild myself on my terms not the company, I failed to stop all of this (Dicey looks at Zhi) and it hurt because I let you all down and that put me on a depressive spiral that I myself didn’t even know I was on, so I took a sabbatical if you will, I tried the civilian lifestyle and let’s just say that didn’t work out, there was something missing, some part of me that just made normal life seem grey….that something was this

Dicey stretches out his arms and the crowd chant his name

Crowd: DICEY

Dicey: I am back in body and in mind, a friend of mine who died a few years back lived by a motto N1FG…..Not 1 F**k Given and I finally know what he and it meant, you can’t sweat the small stuff, you can’t let it all get you down and crush you because this precious thing called life can be gone in an instance so that is how I am going to live for now on, Not 1 F**k Given, if I don’t win the 6CW Title off green tea there….f**k it…..if I lose a match….f**k it, the world is not going to end and you know what its f**king liberating to just shrug your shoulders and say f**k it, come on try it with me

Crowd & Dicey: F**K IT

Dicey turns to Zhi

Dicey: At the moment you need this more than any of us, say it with me Zhi…..F**k it

Zhi stares a hole through Dicey who just smiles and gives Zhi a wink

Dicey: Zhi my old buddy how have YOU been, I know Hero doing a Patricks kinda threw you a bit and now Enforcer and the Monster puppet masters seem to be messing with you, you can’t seem to catch a break but look at next week’s show, WE are tag partners and that is awesome, who better to tag together than the two guys that hate each other the most, the competition for us to win and not get pinned will be as you 6WF guys would say…TELE

HE: What the hell is Dicey up too?

HA: He is just happy to be back

HE: He is up to something

Dicey drops the black bag

Dicey: And since we are partnering up I decided to help you out with all this stress you’re under but first I need a good friend of me and 6CW to come down

A man comes out from behind the curtain and starts to walk to the ring

HE: Who is that?

HA: It’s Clement Oedipus, Dicey has gotten Zhi a shrink

Clement waves to the crowd as he steps into the ring and shakes Diceys hand

Dicey: I have hired Dr Oedipus here for you Zhi, I don’t want you snapping before we get to Ashes to Ashes, I want to wrap you up in cotton wool because I want you at your insanely best, I want you 110% because I want to fight you and beat you with no excuses and that goes for Cho Ice and Pink Pants, I want you all to be at your peak, I deserve and the fans deserve this fight, it has been a long time coming, all of these elements have been wizzing around each other for too long it’s time for them to collide and I am ready to fight, to hurt, to do what is need to win

Dicey empties the contents of the bag out to reveal stress balls, a blow up punching bag, camomile tea, aromatherapy candles, porn magazines and a butt plug

Dicey: It’s all there Zhi, relax, let Dicey and the Doc take care of you…remember N1FG

[TwisT]

The crowd automatically start booing as the first few bars of "Power" by Kayne West blasts through the speakers. A cameraman travels up onto the stage just as an irate Anthony Grace appears. He is wearing his usual over the top attire encrusted in gold, but his face is red with anger. He places a hand on the camera lens and pushes it away as he strides down the aisle with gold microphone in hand.

AG: Cut the music! You all shut up and listen to me!

The crown continue to boo as we hear Henry Lloyds voice on commentary.

HA: For all the money 6CW paid for the rights to play that song, we never hear the end of it!

HE: You don't need to hear the music. Just what Anthony Grace has to say!

Grace slides under the rope and removes his sunglasses.

AG: All you people need to understand something real clear! You're all paying for my time so let me say what you have to hear and be done with it!

Grace stomps around the ring in annoyance.

AG: Never, in all my years as a professional icon, have I been treated as badly as to what 6CW treats me now. Never! NEVER!

Grace points to the 6CW sign on the rafters.

AG: These people said I would get what I wanted! And when I don’t get what I want, everyone hears about it. Every single one of you low life excuses of a heartbeat.

The crowd boo louder and Grace steps on the ropes and screams at the crowd.

AG: I HAVEN'T FINISHED! I HAVEN'T NEARLY FINISHED!

Grace steps down and circles the ring again.

AG: Do you know how much 6CW are paying me?! Do you have any idea what promises were made? What contracts were signed? What begging they had to do?! Or do you think I came back to perform to you?! To lower my high standards to keep you happy?!

Grace points his finger.

AG: I came back for the money. I came back for the gold. I came back for debts to be repaid. And 6CW will give this all to me on a silver platter or end up being levelled by a lawsuit!

He turns to the curtain and yells out.

AG: YOU HEAR ME?! DO YOU HEAR ME?!

Grace turns back around.

AG: The ending of the main event was set in stone. Signed and sealed. Whatever happened, my spot in future main events was safe! But what happened?! I watched from the side lines as 6CW busboys simply deny the world what they rightly deserve. WHAT I RIGHTLY DESERVE!

Grace shouts out to the Lloyd's.

AG: I am the superstar, the icon, the money maker for 6CW. Is that the way to treat your million dollar messiah?! Is that the way to treat the gold standard of 6CW?! Is that the way to treat your only chance of creating a BOOM rather than a BUST?!

HE: Grace has a point. Someone messed up.

AG: I was assured that I would main event for ever more! Maybe Enforcer didn't read the memo. Maybe he couldn't! But now I find myself tagging with the pond life. Managed by 6CW's resident crack head! You people forget I retired Adamson! You hear me! I drove that fraud of a headliner and showed him drugs was a better way!

HA: That isn't on!

The crowd boo, but Grace ignores them.

AG: And the opponents?! Some hammer horror rejects not worth my time! I don't care who they are, what they do or if they bother to turn up! THEY ARE WORTHLESS! Making up the numbers in my pre-show! IT IS A DISGRACE!

Grace stares at the camera.

AG: And the people where I should be? At the top of my mountain! You look at the so called pride of 6CW. Those risen from the grave for this Ashes to Ashes main event. Failures. Cheats. Those that have had their time to fly close to my sun only to crash and burn with the heat I produce!

The crowd boo again.

AG: Yeah you boo, but you only prove me right! You think you are going to enjoy that car crash?! What were 6CW thinking?! Are they out of their goddamn, bankrupt minds?! That is the way to increase flagging interest?! That is the way to get the money piling in again?! That is the way that 6CW will be great?! NEVER! NEVER!

Grace adjusts his coat and points around at the crowd.

AG: Watch Johnson, Scream over O’Reilly. Go gaga over Zhi. It all means NOTHING! Because at some point those statements on my contract will have to be fulfilled! I WILL GET MY TIME! OR I WILL BRING THIS PLACE DOWN BRICK BY BRICK! No cults! No faceless voices! No trick and treaters! No drunks! No wannabees! No sad, depressed, out of their mind idiots that actually think this show is actually worth watching!

Grace stares back at the curtain.

AG: Now I want ANSWERS! And I am not leaving this ring until I get some! Otherwise this whole place DIES!

Grace stomps over to the corner and waits.

[Marky]

"Machine Gun" by Portishead hits and the crowd reaction is mixed as Max Adamson (without the rest of The TA) makes his way out, he stares at Anthony Grace in the ring and smirks, before making his way to the ring;

Harold: I'm not a fan of Adamson's recent antics but even I want to see how he responds to Grace calling him a, well. We all heard what he called him.

Henry: Adamson doesn't look that upset brother...

(Adamson gets into the ring, grabbing a microphone on his way, and he winks at Grace before speaking)

Max: First of all, it's painkillers I'm on, not crack. And I was on them long before you showed up Mr Hollywood.

(Adamson takes a pill bottle out of his suit jacket pocket, unscrews the lid, mockingly offers the bottle to Grace before taking a tablet and swallowing it)

Max: I'm retired so this means nothing. It's legal medication, it's only a company policy for wrestlers so frankly I don't care what anyone thinks.

(Adamson puts the bottle away and continues)

Max: There. That should put those GTG rumours to bed... Now listen Gracie baby, I know exactly where you're coming from. I really do. And we all agree, it's a disgrace that someone like you is in Match 2.

(Adamson grins at Grace)

Max: There's no WAY you should be that high on the card...

(The crowd laugh at Adamson's comment as Grace doesn't look impressed)

Max: I'm kidding, I'm kidding. But seriously, I'm here to let you know, you hit the jackpot son! You've got yourself a free pass this time. You see, for all the talk of The Megastars, and we weren't a bad tag team at all, The TA are going to become the greatest tag team in 6CW history! The TA are significantly better than you or I ever were. Frankly they're better than you ever will be.

(The crowd "ooooh"s that last comment)

Max: Jackson Jackson can tie you in a knot and entertain the crowd while he does it. And Frank Horrigan has the ability to rip your own arm off and beat the shìt out of you with it! And the combination of those two equates to a team that I personally guarantee will break records in 6CW. My guys are going to kick ass and win brass. One Team. Two Letters. Three Men. The TA. And let me tell you why they're better than The Megastars...

(Adamson smirks as he continues)

Max: ...Because The TA aren't held back by a self obsessed, pompous, fame driven, celebrity wánkstain more concerned by merchandise sales than he is about winning matches. A corporate wannabe who has tried turning "bad guy" to stay relevant when the reality is he was never relevant to begin with. Did Brad Pitt have to become a professional wrestler? What about Matt Damon?

(Adamson says "Matt Damon" in the Team America style)

Max: ...Or George Clooney? The answer is no, none of them needed to do something so drastic like become a professional wrestler because they were already relevant. They were already popular. You're a corporate money making machine but you were never going to be happy until you were "accepted". And once it became apparent you were never going to be accepted by these fans you pretended you never wanted their acceptance anyway! That's cute. Real cute.

(Adamson ponders before continuing)

Max: You took your ball, and you went home. AND NOBODY CARED! And now you've come back with a plan... It'll be interesting to see how that works out for you... But I have a better plan. A better idea for you to become relevant. I think I have your attention now...

(Adamson paces the ring as he continues)

Max: Anthony... I don't know what your idea is with GazzyD, and I don't know what your longer term goals are. But what I do know is that they would be a lot more achievable if you had guys like Jackson Jackson and Frank Horrigan in your corner. If you had a manager like Max Adamson in your corner. You scratch our back, we'll scratch yours. Join us.

(Adamson smiles and acknowledges some of the crowd encouraging Grace to join)

Max: Join The TA. Just imagine it. Jackson and Frank with the 6CW World Tag Team Championships, and alongside us, with the World Championship that eluded him for so, so long... Anthony Grace!

(Adamson smirks as he sees Grace thinking about it)

Max: Let me be your salvation Anthony. Let me rescue your faltering career...

[TwisT]

Grace holds up his gold microphone and screams into Adamson’s face

AG: Faltering career?! FALTERING CAREER?!

Grace’s face actually goes purple as he continues.

AG: I MAKE MORE IN A WEEK THAN YOU HAVE MADE IN A LIFETIME ADAMSON! NEITHER YOU NOR YOUR RENT BOYS ARE GOING TO CHANGE THAT!

Grace steps back.

AG: You are so stuck in the bubble of 6CW that when it gets a prick, you suffocate in your own self-pity!

The crowd laugh at this and Grace snaps back.

AG: SHUT UP! SHUT UP! I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!

Grace catches sight of Adamson laughing and jabs his fingers in his direction.

AG: You think you are so funny Adamson! Coming out here with your witty one liners and put downs! Thinking I will just roll over like your paymasters! Because whether you are a grunt, a manager or a side show freak you still need 6CW. YOU NEED 6CW LIKE YOU NEED THOSE GODDAMN PILLS!

Grace glares at the crowd.

AG: And you people don’t care right?! You sit there and swallow the puke that is served every two weeks?! You sit there and applaud the most dire roster professional wrestling has ever seen! YOU ENJOY LISTENING TO GUYS LIKE HIM!

Grace points at Adamson. He turns and faces him.

AG: Your speech means nothing! Meaningless! Forgotten! Not worth my money or my time! I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT IS MORE RELEVANT THAN MAX ADAMSON!

Grace angrily takes his coat off and then chucks it to the ground. He then runs the ropes and elbow drops onto it continuously, all the time screaming out “BOOM”! He then gets up and screams into the face of Adamson.

AG: THAT IS WHAT PEOPLE ARE GOING TO TALK ABOUT! THAT IS WHAT IS GOING TO BE REMEMBERED! YOU ARE A FOOTNOTE ON THE HEADLINES I CREATE! MY POWER! MY FUTURE! ONE BIG FRONT PAGE GRABBING EXISTANCE!

Grace picks up his coat, rubs it down and then puts it back on.

AG: Now get out of my ring. My building. And my life! Because nothing you say will make any difference. I don’t care who you are. I don’t care you were. I don’t care who you will be in the future! 6CW needs one thing and one thing only!

He steps up to Adamson and shouts in his face.

AG: ANTHONY AMAZING GRACE!!!!! BOOM!!!!!!!!!!

Grace steps back and barks at Adamson to leave the ring.

[Engel Harlequin]

"Time is running out" Booms from the speakers and the crowd cheer as Engel walks out onto the stage holding a microphone. He takes an elaborate bow to either side of the stage and then walks slowly down the ramp, clapping hands with the fans

HA: Well folks, after apparently "quitting" 6CW this time last week, Engel went on to team up with Reborn once more.

HE: And still he can't decide whose side he's on.

HA: The fans are really behind the former clown and are hoping for a change in fortune in the coming weeks as Engel takes on Liam Wood once more for the EWF title.

HE: But first he joins forces with his special guest referee for that match, Robin Reborn and Cameron Faith against Liam Wood, Man Mountain Mike and Jack Hurst. But Cameron Faith must be wondering what he has to do when a freak like this out here right now can be in his spot.

HA: Remember Henry, Engel had Liam Wood beat at season's beatings.

HE: But Engel couldn't keep his eye on the prize for long enough to see it through...

HA: Engel was attacked Henry!

Engel rolls into the ring and the music stops as Engel raises the microphone to his lips. An "Engel" Chant begins to build around him, stopping him in his tracks. Engel shakes his head confused

HE: What are these idiots DOING? Engel has been trying his damndest to betray these fans on a weekly basis, what has he got to do for them to hate him?

HA: Engel has truly shown a different side to him in recent weeks. A redeemble side, a good side. Engel just wants acceptance, and believe me this 6CW crowd are going to try and show that the biggest family in sports entertainment accept him a hell of a lot more than the Church of Hero or Plague and his sideshow.

HE: Oh Please Harold, what 6CW needs is a real man of the people, a real champion...

HA: Liam Wood?

HE: EXACTLY. Look this...FREAK, should be nowhere near a Wrestling ring never mind the EWF title.

HA: Be that as it may, Engel speaks about the voices he listens to, and the voice he dubs his Angels are the only ones that ring true, if that is the case, then these Angels are letting Engel know loud and clear that they want Engel up there.

Engel raises the microphone once more to his lips, this time the crowd go silent

EH: This time last week, I handed 6CW my notice...I QUIT this company...

CROWD: NO! NO! NO!

EH: HeHeHe...oh yes I did Angels, there's no need to be in denial. I quit this company, and do you know why? Because I failed each and every one of you. Six weeks ago I lost the biggest match of my career in 6CW. I was screwed by Edward Plague and his cronies. I let Liam Wood beat me...and do you know what I did? I came out here week in week out, and whined and whinged, I argued with myself about who I should join...

Engel slumps to the mat tapping his head knowingly

EH: But you see I get it now...you wanted THAT SON OF A B**** Liam Wood bringing down a peg.

CROWD: YEAH!

EH: You wanted me out here calling THAT SON OF A B**** Liam Wood out here in the middle of this ring...

CROWD: YEAH!

EH: You wanted me to tear THAT SON OF A B**** Liam Wood limb from limb...

CROWD:

EH: Hell, I shoulda just come out here and yelled THAT...SON...OF...A...B**** Liam Wood week in week out and you guys would have just cheered my name!

Engel pulls himself up by the middle rope and stands up tapping the side of his head with his finger

EH: BUT THERE WAS NO FIRE! NO PASSION! I just couldn't find it in myself to give you guys what you want...THEY...all want me as there mascot...there conquest...the Brotherhood, the church and the fallen kings...thats why I had a plan...THEY need that title, Enforcer and Reborn WANT that title away from its owner...AND I...finally..what I NEED is the owner of that title...man to man...i've got his number...HE KNOWS he can't beat me...so you see I agreed to relinquish my notice, on the proviso...hehehe...that I face Liam Wood at Ashes to Ashes with my good friend Robin Reborn as the special guest referee.

HE: REALLY Harold? BLACKMAIL? And you people want this guy as the face of 6CW?

HA: Engel wants to prove himself fair and square against the EWF Champion...

EH: You see the truth is I don't give a damn about Edward Plague and his church of cliche's...but when I see Liam Wood across from me in that ring...I am not gonna be thinking about Edward Plague and his church of Cliche's either. Thats why I need Robin Reborn...Now Robin, I know your in the back waiting to come out and "Call out some damn punks!" as you so eloquently put it, but before you do...I need you to know...I don't need no morale compass...I don't need any help...what I need is a friend...I need you to watch my back out there...

HA: Engel making it quite clear here that he wants blood and there aint a damn thing thats gonna stop him...

EH: And as for you...Church of...Hero. Once I have finished with Wood...once that dust has settled...I'll let you know my next order of business. And lets just say...Hero...you'll wish you WERE dead.

Engel lowers his microphone awaiting Reborn

[Marky]

(Adamson is laughing at Grace)

Max: Hahahahahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahahahahaha, Hahahahahahahahahahaha!

(Adamson wipes away a tear and pretends to flick it at Grace)

Max: Hahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahahaha!

(Adamson doubles over and continues laughing into the microphone)

Max: Hahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahahaha Hahahahahahahahahahaha!

(Adamson suddenly looks serious as he gets closer to Grace)

Max: Hahahahahahahahahahaha HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

(Adamson is now more serious and saying the words rather than laughing, while in the face of Grace)

Max: HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

(Adamson's eyes are bulging as he gets louder and louder)

Max: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AAAAHAHHHAHHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

(Adamson is now nose to nose with Grace)

Max: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HHHAA AAAAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAHHHAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAA
Aaaaah.

(Adamson sniffs loudly and takes a deep breath, before tapping Grace on the shoulder)

Max: ...You're a funny guy.

[TwisT]

Grace literally looks as if he is about to explode as the crowd laugh at what they have just witnessed. Grace takes his golden microphone and screams into it.

AG: YOU WANT TO LAUGH?! YOU WANT TO BE THE COMEDIAN?! WELL YOU DO IT ALONE!

Grace turns to the crowd.

AG: YOU DESTROY MY TIME?! I DESTROY YOUR VIEWING PLEASURE!

Grace drops his microphone and goes to leave. He suddenly turns round and slaps Adamson round the face. The crowd boo as Grace quickly turns away and rolls to the outside.  He then practically sprints up the ramp and behind the curtain.

[Fernando]

The scene opens to the sound of a man walking up a gravel driveway with the stones crunching beneath his feet which eventually dissipates as the sound of a spade digging into the ground takes over

 It's time to meet your maker...

Their is no delaying any longer Crimey...

I hope you are prepared to deal with the consequences of what you have done...

You should of accepted i was the better man and moved on...

But now for your own ignorance you are going to be buried alive...

The camera pulls back to see Cerberus stood over the hole in the ground staring down at the open casket full of small TV's with cracked screens showing various highlights throughout Crime Lord's Career before starting to shovel dirt over them.

This casket represents what happens when you are gone...

All these memories...All these achievements from your career...

GONE...

You are just going to be the guy Cerberus buried alive...

Nothing more, Nothing less...

Cerberus looks up and watches the shadows of people move around the mansion building in the light

Well you wanted this to be personal Crime Lord...

So what better way to mark the start of the 3 week countdown to the death of Crime Lord...

By preparing the grounds for the arrival of another lost soul...

This is where you & I differ...

I have no soul to offer up the devil...

I sold mine along time ago...

 And i have never felt more alive...

Cerberus finishes burying the TV's in the dirt and drags a heavy bag along the ground before pulling the cover off the Epitaph of Crime Lord.

It's beautiful isn't it..?

I even put a few lovely words on it so you're family can read it as you're lowered into the ground...

It amaze's me how little you care about your own family as to risk your life in such a way...

But then again i imagine they won't care when you are gone anyway...

I mean why would they care about a worthless piece of sh*t...

 I imagine just the same as 6CW they will move on quickly...

Forgetting about poor ol Crimey buried alive...

In 3 weeks all that's going to be heard is the faint sounds of you banging away at the roof of that coffin..

As the air slowly escapes from the coffin....

The fear building in your eyes as the heartrate increases when you realize no one is coming to save you...

Cerberus starts laughing as he lights a candle and places it at the bottom of the epitaph lighting up the words "Until We meet Again" and starts walking off into the distance as the crunching sounds of Gravel starts up again the camera points up to a glimpse of Crime Lord  walking around his house before the camera cuts off

[Dolphin Ziggler]

*With Engel standing in the ring waiting, Reborn does not disappoint. Do or Die hits, and out comes Reborn to a cacophony of cheers

HA: And here is the former 6CW champion, the man who has foregone his right to a rematch to stand against the Brotherhood and the Church of Hero...and to stand alongside a man who may well need the company

HE: They're weak, Harold. Weak men who are scared of the fight. Reborn ran away from Zhi, and Engel is begging for his "friend" to help him now

*Reborn walks out into the middle of the stage and salutes both sides like a soldier, before looking down the middle, all the way down the ramp and nodding to Engel, who is watching on. He jumps forward and sprints down to the ring, sliding in and then walking by Engel to grab a mic from the other side.

He joins Harlequin in the middle, looks him in the eyes from two paces away and then turns to the crowd

RR: Engel has called me out here, ladies and gentlemen, and all little people in between, but I ain't really come out here to talk to the big man.

*Engel looks at him, a touch confused

RR: I got a message from the men who are getting a bit tetchy at what a show of faith can do for a man.

*He lifts a hand and points at Engel as he carries on

RR: Little games from failing groups are being played to put this man down. But what your cults are missing is that blind faith isn't as powerful as a man choosing his path. 

Engel Harlequin has been able to choose his path, and stay on the straight one. He's chosen that cos I chose mine; I chose to stand alongside a brother here and fight for what we really need in 6CW.

For both the Church and the Brotherhood don't realise that we done this dance before. And what Hero and Plague don't see is that they ain't the first man to spread this poison. Better men have tried and better men have failed, and you might have noticed I've helped kick teeth down throats a lot lately when big plans have come screaming about our demise.

*Reborn now turns to Engel

RR: What we gonna do is do what we do. Ya hear? We do it our way, the right way. We win cos we the better men. 

*He walks over to the ropes that stand closest to the ramp and looks down to the stage. He leans against them, his weight resting fully on them as they sit under his chest, his arms hanging over.

RR: Three men, tonight, want to come in here and stand toe-to-toe with three men who want to fight head-to-head. And they won't like that. Its why you won't see Jack Hurst coming to stand here and look me in the eye, cos Jack Hurst lost his way.

It's why you wont see that Man Mountain come out here, cos he just does what he's told.

And it's why you won't see Liam Wood come and mix fire with fire, because the strings on his back just don't stretch that far.

*Reborn looks side to side to the audience, a smile on his face as they cheer 

RR: Still, what could be more fun than calling em out? From Hero to his Brothers, Plague to his zombies or even Jack Hurst and his nationalistic pride...maybe one of em got a voice

*Both Engel and Reborn look on to see who will join them

[x12x]

WRESTLETALK WEBSITE EXCLUSIVE: 6CW STAR ANGRY AT MANAGEMENT?

As the footage begins to play we quickly realise it's security footage from the 6CW arena. Quickly the figure of Liam Wood burst in to a hallway with the EWF Title across his shoulder, he throws his bag across the floor before landing kicks at the nearest wall.

“ARE THEY F**KING KIDDING?!”

Wood kicks out at the wall once again dropping the belt to the ground before continuing to rant at the top of his voice

“F**K! F**K! F**K!”

with each expletive another kick to the wall before Wood see's a stage hand, grabbing him and continuing

“You go find Enforce and you give him a message from me right?”

The stage hand nods nervously

“are you listening because I need you to get this message just right...F**K YOU.

f**k you, you P***y, you f**king suit...f**k you for never being as good as me and for trying to hold me back. Tell you what add in this as well...F**K 6CW, F**K ROBIN REBORN AND F**K ENGEL F**KING HARLEQUIN.”

Wood shoves the stage hand away causing him to get away and leave the hall way. As he leaves Wood shouts at him

“PASS THAT MESSAGE ON YEAH!”

Wood then slumps against the wall, sliding down to a seated position before picking up the belt and looking down at it as he speaks making it look as if he's talking to the belt itself.

“The jokes on them though...it doesn't matter the odds they stack against me or the tricks they want to play...I'm walking out of Ashes to Ashes with MY title over my shoulder, I'm walking out of Ashes to Ashes as the champion because I have sacrificed TOO MUCH to let this be over this soon...”

“...Robin Reborn wants to get himself involved then fine, he's going to have to be the one who breaks that clowns heart when he's forced to count to three, he's going to have to be the one to raise my hand in victory and he's going to have to be the one to watch me walk out of that ring as a true champion...something he never was.”

Wood rests his head back against the wall sighs, clearly dejected by the thought of Robin Reborn

“I'm taking this company down with me...for four years I've been the one here keeping the ratings high, I've been the one putting on 5 star matches like it's a goddamn hobby and i've been the one making sure this belt means a f**king thing...”

“...and this is how they repay me. Holy Poopie it's a joke...instead of bowing down and thanking me for being the ONLY good thing about this company they wheel in idiots like Hero who had to fake his own death to get us to talk about him or Anthony Grace who came back as a paint by numbers bad guy as if he's playing some role in a movie...”

“...f**k this company. I'm keeping this belt and I'm destroying whoever the f**k they want to put in my way."

Wood pushes himself up and picks up the belt, as he leaves the hall he notices the security camera and puts up his middle finger to it as the footage ends.

[Steel]

Geoff Steel bursts through the curtains as Last Resort begins to play, the favs show their support for the 6CW stalwart. Steel makes his way down to ringside stopping only momentarily to tag hands with a young fan. He collects a microphone from ringside before rolling into the ring. Steel raises to a vertical base then calls for his music to be stopped.

GS: I told the suits in the back that unless they gave me what I wanted I would take matters into my own hands. I will take any punishment that could be handed down because praise be my actions have gotten me exactly what I wanted and more, I only wish I had done it weeks ago. Not only now do I get the chance to prove once and for all just how much more accomplished I am in this ring than my former tag team partner cone turncoat Mike Hill, not only will winning this match earn me another title shot, I also get to settle an old score with Perfect Jack that is a year overdue.Could I have asked for a better outcome from interfering in that match? I'm struggling for any further benefits that could have been bestowed upon me.

Steel takes a breather and walks the ropes.

GS: My feud with Mike Hill is deeply personal as you all know but if Perfect Jack wants in on that I will do all I can to accommodate him , after all if Jack hadn't taken issue with myself when I returned to these 6CW halls I would have never had to to team with Mike Hill and who knows where I would be now, thanks for that Jack. So if you think that I am just going to allow you to watch on whilst I tear Mike Hill a new one only for you to capitalise on that I've got some bad news for you, I can fight both of you at once and I plan on doing just that and make it look like child's play. I've waited over a month to get my hands on Mike Hill again this opportunity isn't going to pass me by I promise you Mike you'll be the only one left unable to walk yourself out of the arena this time around I'm going to make damn sure of that. When I do win O' Callaghan you best be worried because I'm going to be coming straight for you and those titles you carry.

Steel motions a title belt around his waist.

GS: The interactional and U.K. Championship belts are the only titles that bare the name 6CW on them that I have yet to have held in my possession, they will solidify my legacy as one of the greatest competitors to have graced a 6CW ring. Not that I need it but that drives me on knowing not only will I walk out of Anarchy having vanquished Mike Hill and Perfect Jack but with a number one contenders spot that could make my career, that will make my victory all the more sweeter.

Steel then lowers the microphone as the fans begin to chant his name, he climbs a top the turnbuckle and poses for them.

[Perfect Jack]

As Geoff Steel continues to pose for the fans, I am Perfection hits and there can be a mix of boo's and cheers from the arena crowd as Perfect Jack walks out onto the stage. Perfect Jack in a trademark black and white suit begins to walk down the aisle tapping some of the outstretched hands from fans as he picks up a microphone on the steel steps as he enters the ring. Geoff Steel is stood in the opposite corner across the ring, with his eyes firmly locked on Perfect Jack as Jack begins to speak.

PJ: You know Geoff, i was hanging around backstage when I caught wind of your little speech and I must say, I am not surprised. As per usual, Mr Steel here is blaming his problems on others, it's not my fault you teamed with Mike Hill and unsurprisingly turned on you. Do you know what you are Mr. Steel? You're a victim. Oh and you're a coward. You are Mike Hill are quite similar in many ways you know. I know that you will try to disprove that point, but it's true and i'll tell you why.

Geoff Steel can be seen mouthing "No Way" in the direction of Perfect Jack.

PJ: Now let me tell you why I think you and Mike Hill are so similar, so alike. Both of you attacked me last week after the match. Mike Hill weaseled his way out of an opportunity to beat the TA and left me there to take the punishment. You weaseled your way into an opportunity to attack us after the match. Now some say I provoked you, but it was clear i was a state of disillusion, I mean, who wouldn't, after yet another post match beat down I have suffered at the hands of another set of cowards in the 6CW locker room. If you were such a good man Geoff you would of known that and left the referees to aid me. But you're not a good man are you Geoff, you're a coward just like Mike Hill is. Now here's another reason why you two are so similar, both of you are going to lose at Anarchy. To me. Both of you are going to watch me win a richly deserved UK/INT title match. And there's nothing either of you can do to stop me.

[Good Golly I'm Olly]

*As Zhi looks down at the emptied bag in the ring, Dicey and Dr Oedipus consult with each other, 'Run This Town' comes over the loudspeaker and the crowd boo in anticipation of O'Callaghan's entrance  and the music stops...the crowd look confused as suddenly O'Callaghan's voice can be heard over the loudspeaker....*

O'Callaghan: "Ladies, Gentlemen, and Harold Lloyd, you are privy to the one night only entrance to end all entrances, the entrance celebrating yours truly, the UK and International champion, the superstar of the year for 2016, O'Callaghan!"

*The arena goes dark and there is a hush, then suddenly "Freed from desire" by Gala comes over the loudspeakers, but with altered lyrics as O'Callaghan is brought out to the ring in some form of horse and cart drawn by 15 Lithuanian women with the lyrics going....


O'Callaghan's on fire,
6CW's terrified
O'Callaghan's on fire,
6CW's terrified
O'Callaghan's on fire,
6CW's terrified

Nananananananananananananananannanana  

....as O'Callaghan is bouncing along to the song on the way down in the cart, his titles and trophies with him. The crowd, seem distinctly unimpressed and those in the ring perplexed as O'Callaghan makes it to the bottom of the ramp, exits the cart, kisses each of the Lithuanian women, and makes his way into the ring, microphone in hand as the music dies down...*

O'Callaghan: "Thank you, thank you, thank you all! If you want more bangers like that check out my playlist on spotify, "O'Callaghan2K17" out on Monday"

*O'Callaghan bows before the crowd in the centre of the ring, before turning to his colleagues who surround him now*

O'Callaghan: "Well, well, well what do we have here? A shrink in 6CW? About damn time....here doctor I got a few things I need clarifying if that is ok with you?"

*Oedipus nods*

O'Callaghan: "Could you confirm who the current 6CW champion is for me?"

Oedipus: "That would be Cassius Zhi, O'Callaghan"

*O'Callaghan nods, checking it off in his mind*

O'Callaghan: "Could you confirm who runs this joint now, Dr?"

Oedipus: "Why that would be Enforcer"

*O'Callaghan again checks it off in his mind*

O'Callaghan: "And what is the main event of the PPV, Ashes to Ashes please?"

Oedipus: "I believe that is Cassius Zhi vs Lex Hart vs Dicey Reilly vs JJ Johnson for the 6CW title"

*O'Callaghan seems content, before motioning for one more question*

O'Callaghan: "And finally Doc, could you confirm to me that the current date is Wednesday 15th February 2011 please?"

*Everyone looks confused*

Oedipus: "Erm I'm afraid you are incorrect O'Callaghan, today's date is Wednesday 15th February, but the year is 2017..."

*O'Callaghan looks shocked*

O'Callaghan: "Woah, woah, woah, woah! You mean to tell me that I am not merely having a dream, and have found myself in 2011? You're telling me that in 2017, we have Cassius Zhi vs JJ Johnson vs Lex Hart vs Dicey Reilly main eventing a PPV for the title? A match made by Enforcer?"

Oedipus: "You are indeed correct O'Callaghan"

*O'Callaghan falls to the ground, feigning having fainted, before getting up, laughing and carrying on*

O'Callaghan: "Oh this is too good, this company is so far behind the times its unreal. I mean is Enforcer just willfully throwing money down the drain? Dicey Reilly is his big acquistion? Has he been taking tips from West Ham's scouting department, and adhered to their signing OAPs policy? Will Ashes to Ashes have to start at 4pm, because by 8 these guys main eventing have to get put to bed in their care home?"

*O'Callaghan shakes his head ruefully, Dicey and Cassius clearly unimpressed by his comments*

O'Callaghan: "I mean come on guys, this is silly you must realise that? Not to have your superstar of the year, your double champion, your biggest draw headlining every event is just ridiculous right?"

*The crowd now get involved, shouting "mid card fodder" at O'Callaghan*

O'Callaghan: "Well that's apparently how I am seen round here...I mean I am currently the best superstar in 6CW, yet that dinosaur Enforcer and the 6CW hierachy have O'Callaghan STILL on his starter wage packet, placing him in travelodges, making him buy his own food, not providing him with adequate changing facilities.....its shocking really isn't...."

*O'Callaghan now seems a little more serious in his tone*

O'Callaghan: "I mean Enforcer you gotta wake up pal, because damn they don't make 'em like this anymore. I ask 'cause I'm not sure, do anybody make 'em like me anymore?"

*O'Callaghan wags his finger and mouths "no"*

O'Callaghan: "You should all be bowing in the presence of greatness, 'cause right now Enforcer hast forsaken us. You should be honored by my lateness, that I would even show up to this freaking sh1t. I mean this week, we have ourselves a 8 man tag match, nobody is turning in to see JJ Johnson, Lex Hart, Cerberus - they're tuning in to see, O'Callaghan, the future of 6CW who happens to be so good that he is bossing the right here, right now. They want to see their UK and International Champion, they want to see their rookie of the year, they want to see their superstar of the year!"

*The crowd boo, Dicey chuckles, Cassius is unmoved. O'Callaghan verges on irate at the crowds response*

O'Callaghan: "You all still don't believe in me? You want to believe in these old has beens? You want to believe that at Ashes to Ashes one of Mike Hill, Perfect Jack or Geoff Steel can actually beat me? You are all as dumb as Enforcer, you are all living in the past, O'Callaghan will prove again on Monday night that he is the future and present, and at Ashes to Ashes O'Callaghan will reign supreme, heck you could even put all three of them up against me and I'd knock them aside without a problem..."

*O'Callaghan now takes the centre of the ring*

O'Callaghan: "And if anybody thinks they can beat me, whether that be Monday night, whether that be at Ashes to Ashes, whether you be in this ring, or you be backstage, come get a whiff of what greatness actually is by telling me face to face"

*O'Callaghan holds his arms out wide, throws his head back and sniffs himself...*

[x12x]

Robin Reborn and Engel Harlequin stand together in the ring the crowd begin to boo as Revival Mode by Every Time I Die brings out the pairing of Liam Wood and Brother Michael. Wood smirks as he rests the title over his shoulder and leads the 7ft tall monster Brother Michael out on to the stage.

HE: Good, finally some championship class coming out here to join us

HA: Championship class? If it wasn't for the man with Liam Wood that title would probably be over the shoulder of Engel Harlequin...

HE: Well it isn't thank god, I can't image that clown getting his filthy hands on a world title belt. Sends shivers down my damn spine!

As Wood stands on the stage flanked by Brother Michael he waits, allowing the fans to get their hate out almost enjoying their abuse. As the boo's die down Wood begins to pace from one side of the stage to the other. Michael standing still, his eyes locked on the two men in the ring.

Wood:
Well, isn't this cute...

Wood laughs to himself before continuing to talk

Wood:
It's a shame this little love in can't last though because at Ashes To Ashes Robby...I force you to break your best friends poor little heart...I hope you're ready to live with that because the blood certainly isn't going to be on my hands. Well, the figurative blood anyway, I plan to spill his blood that night and send him away with a few scars to remember me by...a nice reminder that 'this' belt is mine and that those dreams of being a world champion are going to have to come at the expense of someone else...

...I hear TNA is scraping the barrel..

...maybe they have room for another clown?

Wood's smirk gets even bigger as Engel and Reborn keep their eyes locked on him at all times.

HA: Wood certainly not holding back here, a much different Wood that we saw earlier this week after he found out that Robin Reborn would be the special ref for their match...

HE: It's a disgrace...

Wood then turns his attention to Engel

Wood:
Talking of clowns...Engel, can you really trust the one standing in the ring with you right now? You might be best friends at this current point in time but I can guarantee that the moment you don't benefit him in any way he'll throw you away just like he did to Jack Hurst...it's sad really...Jack kept the tag belts on that turds shoulder and he repaid him like that? I dread to think what he's going to do to you once he realises you just haven't got it and can't beat me for those belts...

For now though, you get to play Mr and Mr...you get to team up and take on me and my friend here

Wood points back at Michael who stays quiet

Wood:
Mikey here isn't really the talkative sort...you see, some people do their talking on the mic and some people do their talking in the ring and where I do both, he prefers to do his by crushing idiots like you and leaving nothing but dust...I told him to go easy on you next week but sadly he didn't seem to want to do that...

...it really would be a shame if either of you missed going to Ashes To Ashes...it really would.

Wood lowers the mic, a smug smile stretching across his face.

HA: I have a feeling Robin Reborn will have something to say about that

HE: Well can we shut his mic off just incase he does speak again.

[x12x]

The scene begins in the fire damaged home of the Brotherhood inside the only undamaged room. The followers of the Brotherhood sit in their makeshift pews as Mother, Brother Varyag and Brother Castile all sit in their seats at the front of the room as Edward Plague stands before them, facing the congregation who remain silent as he speaks

Plague:
The battle lines have been drawn...
...the date has been set...
...so I ask you this...

...will you run?

The three members of the Brotherhood sat behind Edward and the followers in front of him all answer in unison

All: No Edward

Plague smiles as he continues

Plague:
The wolves are at the door, they scratch and attempt to let themselves in but you must resist, you must remain true to the cause...while they spread a message that one man is above all else we spread the voice of a thousand...we spread the voice of unity...of a Brotherhood...so Brothers...

...who is ready for war?

Once again the entire room answer together

All: We are Edward

Plague's face changes, a more serious tone taking over his voice as he continues to address the followers of the Brotherhood

Plague:
I wondered why these walls called me to return, I wondered why I was dragged in to the arms of Mother, I wondered why I felt my destiny was within the broken world of 6CW and it was for this moment...it was to destroy the imposters and leave their message voiceless, to leave their followers free and to leave their egomaniacal leader broken and humble...THIS is what called me in the darkness and forced me to rise from the ashes.

Ashes to Ashes is not only the name of our battle with the so called Church Of Hero but it is also the journey I took to be here, it is also the test of wills I was forced to take...Ashes To Ashes was my fall and my rise but unlike the C.O.H...When one of us rises, we all get to see the sunlight...I didn't rise by standing on your shoulders, we dragged each other out of the dirt and now we stand in the sunlight together.

Plague smiles

Plague:
At Ashes To Ashes...The Church Of Hero will realise that their Hero is hollow and that a family can not sacrifice itself for one man...at Ashes To Ashes...we put their idol to the sword and forever open their eyes.

Plague walks forward, leaving the room as the followers begin to chant, as they do Mother and The Death Squad follow Edward

Followers:
NO CROSS...
...NO CROWN...
...NO KING.

The scene ends.

[Hero]

The camera cuts to backstage and onto a stained glass window, it showcases Hero stood aloft a turnbuckle with his arms outstretched in a crucifix pose, the light cascades down through the window into the room and as the camera pans down Hero himself is stood underneath looking upon its majesty. As the camera zooms in he smiles, a wry smile, before then addressing the fans…
 
H: In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.
That one phrase summed up 6CW until recently. That one phrase encapsulated all that is wrong with this industry, with this business. For too long fans became accustomed to mediocrity, ordinary, second-rate, uninspiring champions, no longer did they look to the stars but instead a sideways glance at their equals. The Church of Heroes does not have any equals.

Hero gestures for the camera to look around him and two more windows can be seen, Brother Clarke and Brother Marshall both in the trademark victory poses.
 
H: We are Gods amongst men, we are lions amongst a pack of gazelles, we are the alpha predators, the top of the food chain, we are Homo Superious, the next step in evolution and we shall divide and conquer each and every obstacle that dares to step foot in our way. This week sees the Church up against foes to which I & my brethren knows all too well, knows their strengths…and their weaknesses. Each and every one is a force to be reckoned with but this is certainly not that the sum is stronger than the individual parts as these opponents are like oil and water. They cannot co-exist, they cannot put aside their differences to vanquish us, where there is division we have but unity, there is a powder keg waiting to be lit, whilst amongst the Church we have serenity, a calm amongst the storm and our victory shall be glorious.
 
Hero puts his hands together and the camera zooms in…
 
H: But now Hero asks you all to gather together whilst he says a small prayer for the Brotherhood…
We pray for Mother from another Brother, may all that sail in her have a pleasant journey.
We pray for the Death Squad, may one day the twelve year old boy that came up with the name escape living in the basement.
We pray for Varyag, may one day be something be more interesting about you than how many points your name fetches in Scrabble.
We pray for Castile, erm simply because no-one else really is going to.
And we pray for Teddy Syphilis, for in his delusion he thinks we shall run, run where Edward? To the hills? We shall run like a juggernaut straight through your insignificant mockery of a group. Are we ready for war? Hero led a Revolution, Hero created Anarchy, Hero commited Omnicide and Hero took the Church through wars that would leave you crying like a six year old girl over her dead hamster. You state you dragged yourself out of the ashes and now bathe in the sunlight. I am the sunlight. I am the all-seeing eye, omnipotent and omnipresent. You look up at the light and I look down upon with nothing but pity, pity that you dare to believe that you even approach my worth, my attention. You have it but briefly Edward, you are but a blot on the landscape, a minor irreverence in the bigger picture, you’re the Hors d’ouerve and you’ll quickly be forgotten once more. For that is the gospel of Hero, for thine is the power and the glory, forever and ever. Amen.

Hero lifts his head and smiles once more at the camera as it fades back to ringside.

[Dolphin Ziggler]

HA: Shut it off? I don't think the 6CW fans will keep paying money if all they get to listen to are the self-indulgent rants of all the self-proclaimed bad guys

*Robin looks to Engel

RR: Mind if I take this one? It's just fillllllllled with that villainous, venomous Viper outer shell that covers up the fear just like all that black eyeliner

*Engel grins his usual wild grin, and Reborn faces Wood, before turning once more to speak to Engel

RR: Does he need the muscle to follow after him every time he sees you or..?

*Finally, Reborn addresses Liam Wood


RR: Welcome back, Liam; we've missed you! Here comes the confidence, the arrogance, the naivety! Just as we thought Edward Plague had at least helped you find your level, we see that these faux-Gods can only do so much for us. Much like the Catholic man who fiddles with kids, Plague can't cure you and he can't stop you from being the piece of s*it you've always been!

*Reborn grins churlishly to himself as the crowd react

HA: Those are sharp, sharp words

HE: The Pope is a HUGE 6CW fan, think of how many autographed photos i'm gonna have to send to mend this!

RR: There's always words, there's always bravado, and none of it means di*k with you. Because the story tells us all what poor little Liam did next. He did it with Jones, and now he's done it with Plague. The story of Liam's legacy is a cry for help. 


Hell, he'd be riding Man Mountain Mike out here if it weren't for the fact he's Plague's b*tch now

[x12x]

Wood looks at Reborn in the ring with a confused look on his face before a smile replaces it

Wood:
Aww, thanks...

The fans are confused by Wood's reply waiting for him to continue

Wood:
I have to say it's so nice of you to say I've found my level when I'm stood here with a world title resting over my shoulder, I'm glad you can see that I am destined to be a world champion for a very long time and hopefully it doesn't hurt Engel too much to hear you admit it...

...You are right though, I am a piece of sh¡t...a piece of sh¡t that does what it takes to get the job done and that is why you are looking at a three time world champion, that is why you are looking at a man who was voted as the superstar of the year 2013 and that is why you are looking at the man who is going to walk out of Ashes To Ashes with his belt still in his possession.

Wood once again begins to pace slowly, Brother Michael still stood tall behind him.

Wood:
The truth is though I've done it all...I proved I could be champion when I was the good guy and now I've proven it as someone that these morons hate...the story might have changed but the fact stays that this belt belongs to me because I am not scared to do what it takes, I am not scared to fight for what is mine and I will defend it till the day my body quits on me...it's funny you mention fear though.

Wood smirks at Robin

Wood:
Apparently you gave up your title rematch to stand up for what's right...how noble of you...sadly, we both know that's not the truth...you gave up your chance because you're scared to fight Zhi after what he did to you last time, you gave it up because you're a god damn coward...

...instead you pick getting to play ref...

...now let me ask you a question, were you really in need of an ego boost that much?! Did the idea of getting a power trip over me and putting me in my place give you that much of a hard on?! Wow that's sad...instead of being a man and trying to face me for my belt you picked playing ref...

Wood laughs to himself before continuing one last time

...you see, when I wanted to put Dicey in his place I did just that, when I wanted to get a title shot for the EWF title and put Mike Masters in his place I did just that and when I wanted to become the EWF Champion once again by beating Keith Leone and to become a record breaking three time EWF Champion by beating Engel...guess what...

...I did just that.

You can call me a coward, you can call me a piece of sh¡t but unless you're ready to really try and screw me out of what is rightfully mine and hand the title to your little clown friend...then get used to calling me champion.

Wood lowers the mic, his eyes locked on the two men in the ring.

[Man Mountain Mike]

Engel raises the microphone to his lips angrily and is about to speak, when suddenly he is interrupted

MMM: WAIT! Don ye thin' aboot openin' tha' wee trap o' yours Cloon! Yer've spoken just enough fer ma likin' its aboot time yer listen cause ah have a story to tell.

The crowd Boo loudly as "Brother Michael" springs into action

MMM: AH was once like yer, Cloon. They all laughed at me. They laughed me outta this company an ah was kicked aht on the streets!

Engel looks at Reborn and they share a smirk as the Man Mountain continues.

MMM: Yer talk aboot bein' the monster Engel, thes Boogeyman yer refer to...let me tell you a little secret...ah am the ONLY monster yer and the res' o' sexy W need ter be lookin' aht fer. There's still hope though, even fer yer, his name is Edward Plague an' he an mother showed me a new path...a path ter get noticed...and yer can join us...we have given you the olive branch Brother Engel...join us...or jus' like at Seasons Beatings...yer hopes and dreams will be CRUSHED and BURIED...UNDERNEATH...the MAN MOUNTAIN...AAARGHH!

Man Mountain Mike lowers his head calmly and takes a step back

[Engel Harlequin]

Engel puts his head in his hand and shakes it briefly before looking towards Robin Reborn

EH: Nah wait jes...ahem...sorry...Now wait just a damn minute...I appreciate the career counselling from you all...BUT the last I heard, this wasn't about...ROBIN REBORN...This wasnt about...MAN MOUNTAIN MIKE and the posse of Cliches...This was about ENGEL HARLEQUIN VS LIAM WOOD...THE WORLD EATER, THE KINGSLAYER vs One of the toughest sons of B****es in 6CW today!

Engel point's towards Liam Wood, his tongue pushing against his bottom lick, a sick smile developing as the crowd chant "Engel's gonna kill you!"

EH: Liam, you talk and talk and talk...ever Cat footing around when in actuality...the fact of the matter is this: I Engel Harlequin have beaten you three times in the middle of this very ring. If it wasn't for your pal Mad mundane Mick, I would be holding that title on my shoulder, my very first championship. But you just couldn't do it could you, Liam Wood the ego trip rides again, you had to get help, that fear inside your soul finally rears its head and you turn...to RELIGION!

Engel laughs

EH: But the thing is Liam, theres no god out there able to stop me from doing what I WILL do at Ashes to Ashes, there's no prayer worth a wasted breath gonna halt the pain I put you through, I can see through your veil, thats YOUR god, the EWF TITLE IS your god...and I'm your god dam anti christ.

Engel puts a hand on Reborns shoulder and smiles

EH: Liam Wood, at Ashes to Ashes, we are the judges corporeal...bring your brotherhood, bring your church, Liam, in two weeks time I am taking that title belt...over your dead body...and as for you...(Engel looks at Reborn) Just watch my back!

Engel tosses the microphone to the ground and nods at Reborn. He steps through the middle ropes and walks towards Man Mountain Mike and Liam Wood

[JJJohnson]

*There is a roar from the crowd as Timothy Allen appears on the big screen, standing alongside JJ Johnson. JJ looked pumped and ready to fight, his "Big Match Jay" vest in full view of the camera.

TA: My guest at this time.....The Franchise Initiative.....JJ Johnson!

*Crowd pop

TA: JJ last week we heard the news....to some it came as quite a surprise....as you were named one of the three men that will challenge Cassius Zhi for the 6CW Heavyweight Championship at Ashes to Ashes....did that announcement come as a shock to you?

*JJ smirks as he listens to his loyal fans cheering his name

JJ: Take a little time out o' yo schedule to listen to the people, Tim, and perhaps their voices gone tell you everything you need to know...

Crowd: JJ! JJ! JJ!

JJ: Since I returned I have done nothing but take names and whoop a55....I've been piling up those victories higher than Donald Trump's hooker bill....maybe fo' once that has gone under the radar, fo' once all eyes weren't on me but here I stand....ain't nobody been doing business like I do...I'm not only the main event playa but I am in the most in form playa in the league right now....so is it a surprise? hell no baby because JJ Johnson is right where he ought to be...

Ever since I rolled back up in 6CW I have had a fire lit under me....some of y'all mark it down as a change in attitude but ain't no mo' further from the truth....I'm just talking in plain sight, I'm calling it how I see it and like I said I am doing my utmost to sell this mother(beeper) to the masses like only I can...

GazzyD....Mike Hill.....Jack Hurst....Geoff Steel....those are some good performers but I showed they ain't on my level.....the same way I'm gone keep showing and keep proving that this ain't 2010 no mo' but I'm still number one with a goddamn bullet...

*The roars of the crowd grow louder and louder

JJ: And I understand there gone be some people still don't like how I talk....still don't like how I act....but I resigned myself to that fact a long time ago and this fool ain't losing no sleep on it....I got my mind focused, my sights are set....and in a little less than three weeks you are looking at the next 6CW Heavyweight Champion...

TA: Can we get your insight into that match? The return of Dicey Reilly, another clash in the storybook rivalry of yourself and Cassius Zhi and of course Lex Hart....the man responsible for putting you out of action for 18 months...

JJ: Those quite a few elements that make up one hell of a plot huh? I got legitimate gripe with all three o' these men....I got a reason to want to slap each and everyone of they heads off they shoulders....and in return they all got fire on me....they got reasons they want me down and out.....they got their sights trained on one another.....in reality this may be the most intertwined world championship match in the history of the big one...

Lex hates Cassius....Cassius hates Lex.....Dicey hates Lex....Lex hates Dicey....Cassius hates Dicey....I don't like any of them....and at some point everyone dropped balls on Jessica so ain't nobody sitting round the camp fire singing "Kum ba yah"....take out the stakes and this already personal but blow me down this also fo' the most richest prize in the game today....it don't get bigger than this....

This one mo' step on the road to Night of Glory....winner of this match mo' than likely headlining in New York City....Madison Square Garden with those lights on bright.....this is the reason each and every one of us gets into this business....and I can hype this up to the rafters but this match sells its goddamn self...if yo d1ick ain't hard at the thought of this bout then I think you got the wrong sport...

*Tim Allen even has to suppress a grin

JJ: And there's gone come a point in the next couple of weeks when I'm standing in the ring with those three men and we can throw all the insults in the world at one another....we can barb and we can trade....them boys can come up with all they got to throw my way....but they gone look in my eyes and they gone know that only one man leaving with the strap and he's standing right here...

*JJ jabs his thumb at his vest

JJ: Because every single goddamn time I do what it says....I rise to the occasion and the bigger the match, the mo' pressure on my shoulders, the bigger and better my performance....I am the original big match superstar.....the purest athlete in the world today....the higher you stack those odds, the mo' likely I'm gone silence the doubters and shatter the notion that my best days are behind me...

TA: And this Monday night you are involved in a huge eight man....four team...tag match...

*JJ holds up his hand to silence Tim Allen

JJ: Match? Is that what they billing it as?

*JJ grins

JJ: I think you got mo' chance of Hero being revealed as Austin's biological father...

*The crowd whistle as Tim Allen raises his eyebrows

JJ: Everyone knows the boy loves his won-ton soup...and here's the plot twist...I didn't even know Cassius had a (beep)...

*The crowd can be heard laughing

JJ: Fact is that this "match" is gone be anything but....final chance to make a point for all eight men ahead of the pay per view.....may as well throw a match at some gunpowder and then stand back to watch that (beep) blow.....

So much animosity and hatred it'll make an anti-Trump rally look like an Arsenal Champions League performance....

I'm heading in Monday night to put everyone on notice.....I don't mind whose a55 I gotta whoop....they just one mo' obstacle on my path back to the big time...

Do you hear it, Tim?

*Tim Allen looks confused and shakes his head

JJ: You don't?

*Allen shakes his head again

TA: Hear what?

JJ: It's getting closer....closer and closer....

TA: What is?

JJ: The countdown is on, Tim.....the days....the hours....for the love of God the minutes and seconds until JJ Johnson can stand in front of you with a Hollywood smile on his face....the big gold belt over these phenomenal shoulders....you can bask in my presence and declare....THE NEW 6CW Heavyweight Champion of the World....

Tick...

Crowd: TOCK!

*JJ pauses and listens to his fans cheering his name once more

JJ: Tock!

*JJ takes the mic from Tim Allen and turns it upside down before dropping it to the floor with a smirk. He swaggers out of picture as the scene ends

[x12x]

As Engel walks forward Wood holds his hand up stopping Engel in his tracks

Wood:
Wait Engel, is the man who can't decide who he is trying to tell me who I am or what my motivations are? That's rich! I get that I talk a lot and for a long time so I'll be shocked if you haven't changed your personality by the end of me talking right now...which one of you is here right now?

The evil clown? The corporate stooge? The boogeyman? The wannabe hero? Have I missed any of your acts? Was there a beach house Engel that I missed from the collection? You're a joke Engel...you try your best to fit a role but none of them ever really work...

Wood smiles

Wood:
...Xtreme Engel never held that belt, TV Title Engel never held that and Dicey obsessed Engel never got to beat him like I did...just face it, you're the almost man...this new act just doesn't have it either, this new act is just going to be thrown to the back of the closet along with your other failed attempts...you got a Mr Plow outfit in there? You're the Homer Simpson of 6CW...one failure after another...Robin Reborn 2.0 is going to do just that.

Wood stands still, moving closer to Engel

Wood:
You know that's all you're being right now, right? I just had to stand here and listen to you repeat exactly what he said...you're scared blah blah blah...you're turning to other people blah blah blah...it's tiresome it really is. The funniest bit though is that you ended your little Reborn echo by telling me that you and Reborn are in this together...that you and the referee in our world title match is on your side...you really want to prove you're the man...then get rid of him...I'm not even sure you'd be able to trust him anyway...do you?

Why would he help Engel Harlequin...you're the outcast right? You're the bogey man...the man the fans only love when you face someone who they hate more...you see they hated you, they shunned you yet when you face me...they cheer.

The fans boo as Wood steps toe to toe with Engel, pointing up at the fans

Wood:
It's not because they love you...
...it's not because you mean a damn thing...
...it's because they can't get over that I can do all this without them and compared to me your irrelevant...

...you're a hero by default...

Wood fakes a sad face smugly before continuing

Wood:
...the moment this is over and the belt is nothing but a sad distant dream, they're forget you...Reborn will forget you and you'll go back to being the only real Engel there is...

...the sad, pathetic, scared Engel...

...so enjoy being in my time while it lasts.

Wood taps Engel on the chest and laughs as he backs up, leaving the stage with Brother Michael.

[Dolphin Ziggler]

*Whilst the two men have been talking, Reborn has walked down the ramp. As Wood exits, Reborn meets Engel and claps aloud. He looks to his friend and smiles


RR: I think we've got ourselves a fight, boy. And I know which one of you is ready

*He slaps Engel on the back, a proud and determined smile on Harlequin's face, and Reborn's music plays. Robin turns to the crowd then lifts Engel's hand, inspiring a huge roar, which only increases in size as Engel lowers his arm and then uses both to gesture for a title around his waist. The roars rage on from the fans as the two men make their own way to the back too.

[Steel]

Steel shakes his head and closes the gap between himself and Jack, he point his hand aggressively at his opponent

GS: firstly let's get this clear I am nothing like Mike Hill, Geoff Steel is a man of honour and integrity some thing Mike is severely lacking in. I don't claim to be the self called epitome of excellence, the best their is or any other crap. I'm a fighting man and everything I've earned in this business has come through hard work and dedication nothing has been handed to me, the year I spent teaming with Mike Hill I worked twice as hard to cover both our asses. So for you to even suggest I'm anything like Mike Hill is an outrage Jack and your damn right I'm going to dispute that claim as it's nothing but crap, which I don't find unsurprising coming from the perfect one.

Steel smirks and beckons Jack to come at him

GS: Lets also get things cleared up of what really happened at Anarchy, I came down to ring with the only purpose of confronting Mike Hill you weren't even considered Jack. You knew full well what you were doing when you entered the ring and dint try claiming otherwise and your the one who called me a victim, just accept Jack you were bitter because you lost and wanted to take your frustrations out on somebody, only in this occasion you chose the wrong person and ended up getting a further beating and having to walk to the back with your sorry tail between your legs, much like you will be doing again this week I promise you that. I'll give you some credit though Jack at least you had the courage to come out here and face me, unlike that other spineless mongrel Mike Hill he's no doubt in the back cowering in a corner hoping nobody spots him. Neither of you will have anywhere to hide come Anarchy though and just like last week you both will be laying at my feet.

[Nay]

*The scene opens with Jack Reynolds stood backstage with Cameron Faith.*

JR: Cameron, many thanks for taking time out what i know is a busy schedule to talk.

CF: I would say the pleasure was all mine, but they check if your lying on TV these days, you know.

*Reynolds ignores the jibe, pushing on with his question*

JR: So many are saying that you have lost your passion for this busy, that those big losses to Cassius and O’Callaghan really hurt you. Do you have any comments for those who at home who believe that.

*Faith, briefly looks taken aback by the question before composing himself*

CF: There are also those who say that I never had the passion in the first place, its water of a ducks back. But that ain’t the real question Jack, no the real question is whether I actually give a f***.

*Faith stares at the reporter and shrugs his shoulder*

Truthfully, i don’t know if i do anymore, i don’t know if i really need this sh1t anymore. I mean i have money, fame, fortune and I still need to put up with some geriatric bloke trying to make a name off me. I mean is being gifted a f***ing 3rd goal in a world cup final not enough, now i have to put up with him shouting mildly racist stereotypical sh1te in the corridor.

JR: Emm sorry to interrupt Cameron, but are you getting Geoff and Jack Hurst confused?

CF: How the f*** can i get Jack and Geoff Hurst confused, i have never heard of a Jack Hurst.

*Reynolds looks at Faith in a slighting confused manners*

JR: Come off it mate, Jack Hurst, one half of the Red Arrows, the best tag team of the last 3 years before they broke up. Robin Reborns former partner. You must know him.

*Faith looks slightly embarrassed as Reynolds shows him a picture of hurst on his phone. *

CF: I thought that guy died or became a porn star or something. That’s the guy was giving me lip the other night, f*** sake, that’s what’s become of my career and you wonder why folks are questiong where my passion has gone.

Well i ain’t letting another nobody try to build a career off Cameron Faith reputation. Geoff , Jack whatever the f*** your name is, you enjoy your 5 mins basking in my reflective fame because soon you will basking in the shadow of my foot.

*Faith turns and walks away shaking his head mumbling about how he wishes it was Geoff Hurst as Jack Reynolds signs off*

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